First time they make an effort (because going to the bathhouses Barbie style™ would have raised more questions than necessary...)

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@t-misaki
First time they make an effort (because going to the bathhouses Barbie style™ would have raised more questions than necessary...)
Months after the Apocalypse that wasn’t, Crowley thinks Aziraphale might finally be interested in something more than the friendly distance they’ve carefully maintained for six thousand years. He’s working on getting the words together, now that Hell isn’t breathing down his neck. But now, catastrophically, Aziraphale has a very friendly, possibly angelic visitor hanging around the shop. Crowley has his half-formed romantic plans, a jealous streak a mile wide, and too much time on his hands. What could go wrong?
Words: 20,050
Status: Complete
Rating: Explicit
@almostvirginia
https://archiveofourown.org/works/44030460
In the meantime, they’d have their familiar dance; trips to museums and galleries, promenades through the park, evenings in the shop where the world went golden and giddy at the edges.
Six thousand years, he’d gone without Crowley kissing him. He’d go another six if it meant giving Crowley the world instead.
Words: 8,413
Status: Complete
Rating: Explicit
@carry-the-sky
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
At the Roman baths, Crowley and Aziraphale witness a sordid sexual act by the Emperor Caligula, and after leaving, Crowley offers to replace the disgusting image in Aziraphale’s mind with a much more pleasant one.
Words: 3,405
Status: Complete
Rating: Explicit
https://archiveofourown.org/works/51878602
Aziraphale has been pierced by Cupid's metaphorical arrow many times, and not taken proper note of it happening.
In a more literal and practical sense, Aziraphale has been pierced three times.
Words: 5,243
Status: Complete
Rating: Mature
@annethecatdetective
https://archiveofourown.org/works/19178482
Why do we see some of the angels with gold marks, but not others? What if Aziraphale also had angelic gold marks, but not prominently displayed where anyone would see it? And why does Crowley blame himself for it? A character study and tons of head canon on some of the angels and their gold marks, their backstories, and why they are the Way They Are.
Words: 4,247
Status: Complete
Rating: Teen And Up
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
When Aziraphale is taken to Heaven and forced to ingest a truth-serum-infused fruit, he thinks it may all be over for him and Crowley. Luckily, the serum never seems to take effect, and Aziraphale returns home unscathed. But with Crowley sitting so close to him in the back of the bookshop, why does he suddenly find it so difficult to keep his thoughts to himself?
Words: 18,128
Status: Complete
Rating: Explicit
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
"Well, we waited six thousand years for a kiss, surely we can wait at least one more night before we, you know." Crowley made an ambiguously descriptive but inarguably obscene gesture between the two of them.
"Of course we can," said Aziraphale. "We're not animals. We'll just carry on our evening as it was before all those delightful kisses happened. I don't think it should be too hard to find other things to talk about."
There was a pause in which the tea kettle whistled, as if in disbelief.
Words: 5,600
Status: Complete
Rating: Mature Audiences
@theoldaquarian
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
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• The day I fall in love •
Mmm... I still have to work on the lighting filtering through the leaves. Well, next time✨
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Y’all remember in season 2 when Crowley mentioned he can feel the Bentley ok so uh well-that’s what’s going on uh-when two ineffable dads love each other they-ok I’m gonna leave this here and skedaddle love you bye 🏎️🏎️🏎️
I reckon we'll get a go3 release date this month
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