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(Don't) Say My Name by CosmicOcelot Word count: 4.7k
Summary: “Aziraphale,” Crowley clutches tighter at Aziraphale’s jacket, hissing the words between his teeth, and the slightly hysterical edge to his voice makes the angel’s entire body flood with sheer panic. “Someone’s summoning me.”
Law of inevitable eventuality by Yuu_chi Word count: 7.7k
Summary: “I think,” says Aziraphale with the confidence of a man three glasses deep into a particularly excellent bottle of wine, “that we should have sex.”
Breathing Space by Jennistar Word count: 1.4k
Summary: “It's just us,” Crowley says, quieter now Aziraphale is looking at him. “Like I said before. There's not really sides anymore. At least for now. And it could be the only chance we ever get. To try it. Just for a bit.”
Re-Recalled by Jennistar Word count: 4.8k
Summary: Halfway through an argument, Aziraphale gets accidentally discorporated and doesn't come back. Crowley does the sensible thing and panics.
some new beginning by liesmyth Word count: 5.9k
Summary: “Oh she’s a nice one,” Crowley said. “Doesn’t need much. Little water, little sunshine. Just make her feel welcome.” After the end, Crowley accidentally moves into Aziraphale's bookshop, bit by bit. He starts with his plants.
If We've Got Nothing (We've Got Us) by Kedreeva Word count: 3.5k
Summary: Two months after the world didn't end, Aziraphale finds the first dark feather growing in his wings.
you smiled (and it broke my heart) by TheIndianWinter Word count: 3.0k
Summary: Aziraphale attempted a smile for him, but it was too sad to really be a smile. (Over the course of millennia, Crowley had grown quite familiar with the angel’s smiles. From the reluctant ones that tweaked at his lips after an off-colour remark from the demon, to the full-blown beatific expression of pure angelic joy that did strange things somewhere in the vicinity of Crowley’s stomach. He knew Aziraphale’s smiles. This was not one of them.) “I’m thinking of closing the bookshop,” he said.
Penance by Blissymbolics Word count: 5.9k
Summary: And for a while, it’s enough. It’ll happen, Crowley tells himself. This time, it’ll finally happen.
