Screw Deontology [by Poetry, Aziraphale/Crowley, Chidi/Eleanor]
The Soul Squad is about to go save some souls from Hell. But first, Chidi wants to consult an expert on salvation.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  fandom:thegoodplace  genre:gen  genre:humour  genre:crossover  author:poetry  wc:1001-5000 
3 hours ago
want you in my room [by beethechange, Shane/Ryan]
As they watch, Tall Guy takes his beanie off, revealing a mess of thick, shiny brown hair. He runs his hand through it to shake out the hat hair and Ryan feels like he’s stuck in an Herbal Essences commercial, except he’s the one making inappropriate lustful noises.

Ryan adjusts his snapback, determined. He is, after all, wearing his very finest basketball shorts, without even a single hole at the hem, and the knowledge puts an extra spring in his step.

“I’m gonna climb that dude like a tree,” he tells Curly.
type:fanfic  fandom:buzzfeedunsolved  genre:rpf  genre:slash  genre:au  wc:10001-20000  author:beethechange 
9 days ago
Overboard [by Laurashapiro, Aziraphale/Crowley]
Asking Crowley to move here with him is, Aziraphale thinks, the bravest thing he has ever done.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:10001-20000  author:laurashapiro 
14 days ago
X Marks the Spot [by thehoyden, Erik/Charles]
The year is 1962, and Charles Xavier is a professor of archaeology who knows how his students feel, whether he wants to or not. He spends his spare time researching a mythical artifact, but he knows better than anyone that X never, ever marks the spot.
type:fanfic  fandom:xmen  genre:slash  genre:au  wc:20001-40000  author:thehoyden  genre:hurtcomfort 
18 days ago
pouring just a hint [by susiecarter, Bashir/Garak]
Julian doesn't think about it much these days. Why should he, when it's been so long?

But when he does, if he does, well—he considers it part and parcel of Garak, that's all. Disconcerting at first, a little invasive. Awfully close to a line but not quite crossing it, and leaving Julian with absolutely no idea what he's meant to do in response. Garak in microcosm, summarized in a single unexpected gesture.

(Or: Julian has always thought Garak just had a weird little habit. Until another Cardassian does the same thing to him, and seems to imbue the gesture with a meaning Julian really had not anticipated.)
type:fanfic  fandom:startrek  genre:slash  wc:5001-10000  author:susiecarter  pairing:bashir/garak 
28 days ago
A Bushel and a Peck [by thehoyden, Aziraphale/Crowley]
Sometimes, a family is a demonic nanny, an angelic cook, and a kid who isn't actually the Antichrist.

Or: Crowley helps Aziraphale secure a different position at the Dowling Estate.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  genre:au  wc:20001-40000  author:thehoyden  genre:femmeslash  theme:transformedbodies 
9 weeks ago
Whatever Happens Tomorrow [by hellotailor, Poe/Finn]
After the Battle of Crait, the survivors take refuge on Naboo. Poe needs time to figure out his new place in the Resistance - and how to handle his inconvenient crush on Finn.

‘Okay,’ said Finn, rubbing his hands together. ‘You know about, like, romance, right?'

‘Yes,’ Poe said firmly, because he was thirty-two years old, and compared to someone who’d been a Stormtrooper for most of his life, he did know about romance. Definitely.
type:fanfic  fandom:starwars  genre:slash  wc:10001-20000  author:hellotailor  pairing:finn/poe 
9 weeks ago
thief in the night [by hellotailor, Baze/Chirrut]
A quiet moment between Baze and Chirrut at the Temple of the Whills, about 30 years before Rogue One.

When Baze smoothed a thumb over Chirrut’s mouth he found chilly, wind-chapped skin with heat hiding beneath the surface, like Chirrut had been running outside.

‘Where did you go tonight?’

‘Climbing,’ said Chirrut. ‘And then being chased, because someone didn’t take kindly to the climbing.’
type:fanfic  fandom:starwars  genre:slash  wc:0-1000  author:hellotailor  pairing:baze/chirrut 
9 weeks ago
every choice a thousand times [by lady_ragnell, Chirrut/Baze]
Chirrut and Baze die and wake up in the Jedhan desert on the day the Empire rises. They have twenty years to make sure it all happens better this time.
type:fanfic  fandom:starwars  genre:slash  genre:au  wc:20001-40000  author:lady_ragnell  pairing:baze/chirrut 
10 weeks ago
A Time For Sleep [by lamardeuse, Aziraphale/Crowley]
After their escape from Heaven and Hell, Aziraphale begins to exhibit some odd symptoms.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:1001-5000  author:lamardeuse 
10 weeks ago
What To Do After Firing. [by Lanna Michaels, Good Omens Gen]
One switch too many finds Sister Mary Loquacious raising the Adversary, Destroyer of Kings, Angel of the Bottomless Pit, Great Beast that is called Dragon, Prince of This World, Father of Lies, Spawn of Satan, and Lord of Darkness. Or, as she calls him, Jude. She's always liked The Who.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:gen  genre:au  wc:1001-5000  author:lannamichaels 
10 weeks ago
Something In The Water [by Sixthlight, Rivers of London/Midsomer Murders]
“I wouldn’t be holidaying in Midsomer,” said Miriam. “Their murder team works harder than we do. You’ll probably trip over six bodies before the week’s up.”
type:fanfic  fandom:riversoflondon  fandom:midsomermurders  genre:gen  genre:crossover  wc:10001-20000  author:sixthlight 
10 weeks ago
A Kiss Is Just A Kiss [by juliet and Laura Shapiro, Aziraphale/Crowley]
“The rules are: apart from kissing, you don’t touch me, I don’t touch you. For the next two days.”
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:10001-20000  author:juliet  author:laurashapiro 
10 weeks ago
ergo propter hoc [by mortifyingideal, Aziraphale/Crowley]
The survey had been Crawly’s idea. While he hadn’t originally planned on coming topside so soon in his demonic career, he really hadn’t trusted any of the others to get this one right. Neither had Lucifer, apparently, because according to Beelzebub (who passed the idea along, endlessly suited to being a middle-man despite not being a man of any description) it was Crawly’s job and Crawly’s job alone.

Get up there and find whoever’s causing trouble.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:1001-5000  author:mortifyingideal 
11 weeks ago
The Office with the Open Door [by sheafrotherdon, Steve/Peggy]
It’s a random office. Steve knows nothing about it save for the fact that its open door saved him from the MPs figuring out what kind of security breach he’d managed. Yet there’s a desk in front of him, and a photo on the desk, and the photo is of him when he was younger and had seen and done less.
type:fanfic  fandom:captainamerica  fandom:avengers  genre:het  wc:0-1000  author:sheafrotherdon  pairing:steve/peggy 
12 weeks ago
Life During Wartime (This Sure is a Party) [by gloss, Stranger Things/MCU]
After the Battle of Starcourt, Will has superpowers, Steve and Robin are unemployed, Mike's sulky, and also there is an unconscious Soviet agent out by Hopper's cabin.
type:fanfic  fandom:strangerthings  fandom:captainamerica  genre:gen  genre:crossover  wc:1001-5000  author:gloss  character:buckybarnes 
12 weeks ago
Advice From a Tree [by Zetared, Aziraphale/Crowley]
Told to “go up there and start some trouble,” Crowley bypasses humanity and goes straight for an angel: The Guardian of the Eastern Gate. An AU.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  genre:au  wc:5001-10000  author:zetared 
12 weeks ago
The Better Part of Valour [by obstinatrix, Aziraphale/Crowley]
It was as if, having restricted himself to crawling in first gear for six thousand painful, aching years, Aziraphale had abruptly sabotaged his own brake cables and now was incapable not only of slowing down but also, crucially, of stopping. Tucking himself into the angles of Crowley's body by lamplight turned into doing the same by day, and then, a week later, getting into Crowley's bed with him without so much as a hesitation or by-your-leave when he arrived at four in the afternoon to find Crowley still asleep.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  genre:futurefic  wc:5001-10000  author:obstinatrix 
august 2019
Riding in Cars with Demons [by equestrianstatue, Aziraphale/Crowley]
“Careful of the upholstery,” Crowley said, immediately, and in the same voice he used to announce the passage of a condemned soul into hell.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:1001-5000  author:equestrianstatue 
august 2019
There Was Magic Abroad In The Air [by jessthereckless, Aziraphale/Crowley]
“Oh, I should never have left you alone in the nineteenth century. Music hall, magic, incredibly expensive gay clubs. All your most embarrassing impulses were just to left to scamper around unchecked”

Stage magic is about the art of deception, making it unsuitable – if not actually impossible – for those of an angelic nature. Over a century later, Aziraphale believes himself to be a much more adept liar than he used to be, but when he looks through his old thwarting ledgers he’s surprised to discover the identity of the person he’s been consistently deceiving for the past six thousand years.

Companion piece to Still My Heart Has Wings.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  genre:futurefic  wc:10001-20000  author:jessthereckless 
august 2019
Lie Back And Think Of Dinner [by jessthereckless, Aziraphale/Crowley]
"Crowley, this is a disaster. This is everything I ever wanted. We’re in love. And there’s a picnic. And we don’t seem to be able to get…amorous without causing earthquakes.”

Aziraphale attempts subterfuge. Crowley sees right through him.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  genre:futurefic  wc:10001-20000  author:jessthereckless 
august 2019
It Always Ends In the Gavotte [by themousewitch, Aziraphale/Crowley]
“It’s a bookshop,” Aziraphale said. “I like bookshops, remember? Always full of books, and I like books. Repositories of knowledge and such, books.”

“Repositories of something,” Crowley muttered.

Aziraphale frowned thoughtfully. “Adam did it,” he said a moment later.

Crowley made a noise so undignified that he immediately expunged it from memory. “What, so the Antichrist bought you a bookshop? And that’s just … You’re just going to. You’re going to. You’re going to keep it, aren’t you?”

“What else am I going to do with it?” Aziraphale asked, and Crowley couldn’t answer, and that was that.


Aziraphale has a small crisis of faith and takes an invitation, Crowley is deeply unnerved and suspicious.

He really hates the philosophers.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  author:themousewitch  genre:futurefic  wc:5001-10000 
august 2019
to sing the beloved [by punkfaery, Aziraphale/Crowley]
“You never talk about it,” Aziraphale said.
Crowley, drowsing on the sofa with an open book covering his eyes, didn’t answer for a moment. Then he took the book off his face and said, “Talk about what?”
But he knew. It was in his voice, clear as anything.

Aziraphale hesitated, trying to figure out if there was a way of saying it without actually saying it. There wasn’t.

“The Fall,” he said. “And… before.”
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:5001-10000  author:punkfaery  theme:transformedbodies 
august 2019
every angel is terrifying [by punkfaery, Aziraphale/Crowley]
“Why does it bother you?” Crowley asked. “Even if you can’t get to them in time to wipe their memories, it’s not like anyone’d believe them. Kid goes running to her mum saying Ooh, I’ve just seen a bloke with three heads and a sixteen-foot wingspan, what do you think’s going to happen? Chances are they’ll just pat her on the shoulder and tell her what a vivid imagination she’s got.”

“That’s not what worries me,” said Aziraphale.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  theme:transformedbodies  wc:1001-5000  author:punkfaery 
august 2019
good for the soul [by singingtomysoul, Aziraphale/Crowley]
The demon raises an eyebrow in an unnaturally perfect arch. "Not really my purview, is it, confession?"

"You'll think it's funny. Well, you might." The corners of his mouth turn up, nervously, though there's that look in his eyes - a combination of warmth and weight that tugged at Crowley even before he knew what it meant. He's still not sure what to do with it, even after all this time.

"Angel," he begins, "you don't have to-"

"For the longest time, you see, I worried it was a - I think it's called a long game."

Aziraphale doesn't feel guilty, for once, but has some things to confess.

Crowley doesn't think he has guilt, and doesn't plan to confess anything. On both counts, he's wrong.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:1001-5000  author:singingtomysoul  genre:futurefic 
august 2019
If I Only Could [by trinityofone, Aziraphale/Crowley]
And if I only could
I'd make a deal with God
And I'd get Her to swap our places

A series of variations on a theme.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  genre:gen  wc:0-1000  author:trinityofone 
august 2019
Toe Pick Tuesdays [by florahart, Doug/Kate]
One of the kids wants to figure skate. Kate doesn't want that for her daughter.
type:fanfic  fandom:thecuttingedge  genre:het  genre:futurefic  wc:1001-5000  author:florahart 
august 2019
Every Atom Belonging to Me [by triedunture, Aziraphale/Crowley]
Crowley is rendered temporarily mortal after a run-in with a-- Well, it doesn't really matter. What matters is he needs to eat and sleep and do the things humans must do if only for one night. Aziraphale can help with the eating bit, at least.

A cozy, sweet evening with tea, drinks, food, poems, and warm blankets.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:1001-5000  author:triedunture  theme:transformedbodies 
august 2019
Consorting With the Enemy [by Penknife, Aziraphale/Crowley]
They've averted the Apocalypse and come up with a plan that might just save them both from the wrath of their superiors, and now Crowley feels they're both badly in need of a drink.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:1001-5000  author:penknife 
august 2019
Nor Custom Stale His Infinite Variety [by Poetry, Aziraphale/Crowley]
When Aziraphale finally decides to make an effort for Crowley, he is suddenly faced with a world of possibilities for what sort of effort he wants to make.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:1001-5000  author:poetry  theme:transformedbodies 
august 2019
Choose Your Faces Wisely [by Poetry, Aziraphale/Crowley]
In a world where humans wear their souls on the outside, Crowley and Aziraphale learn to make their own.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  genre:au  wc:5001-10000  author:poetry  theme:transformedbodies 
august 2019
Naps and Other Surprises [by out_there, Aziraphale/Crowley]
The angel is a surprisingly good kisser. All soft lips and gentle sighs, and the careful graze of fingertips along Crowley's jaw. But there's also the scrape of fingernails at the nape of his neck, the pins and needles shiver it sends down his spine, the slightest catch of teeth on his lower lip.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:1001-5000  author:out_there 
august 2019
The Forms of Divine Things [by Daegaer, Aziraphale/Crowley]
Aziraphale and Crowley attend a religious festival, the City Dionysia, in Classical Athens.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:1001-5000  author:daegaer 
august 2019
It's Natural [by ConceptaDecency, Bashir/Garak]
"I know you're scent-marking me, Elim."

"And if I am? If you recall, you asked me to marry you last night, my dear."

"Did I?"

The morning after a very modern post-canon Cardassia wedding. Cardassia is changing, Julian and Garak are changing, and yet some things stay the same.
type:fanfic  fandom:startrek  genre:slash  genre:futurefic  wc:0-1000  pairing:bashir/garak  author:conceptadecency 
august 2019
The Swindle [by ConceptaDecency, Bashir/Garak]
Cardassia is not always welcoming to its Federation helpers. Garak tries to smooth its rough edges.
type:fanfic  fandom:startrek  genre:slash  genre:futurefic  author:conceptadecency  wc:1001-5000  pairing:bashir/garak 
august 2019
who were captured, who would not yield [by singlecrow, Aziraphale/Crowley]
“Why do you keep pronouncing the P in ‘psychically’?” Aziraphale asks.

“Because, angel, I am exceedingly inebriated.”

(On psychic bonds, wings, and fear of falling.)
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:5001-10000  theme:wingfic  author:singlecrow 
august 2019
nothing but the wild rain [by singlecrow, Aziraphale/Crowley]
"The internet, Aziraphale!" Crowley says. "This is what the internet is for. This is, quite literally, what the internet is for."

"Oh," Aziraphale says, and Crowley knows, he just knows, that Aziraphale is going to say something about how it's jolly useful for hard-to-find first editions and tickets for the Last Night of the Proms.

or, Aziraphale and Crowley find sex confusing.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:1001-5000  theme:wingfic  author:singlecrow 
august 2019
In Nomine [by tinsnip, Good Omens Gen]
The first time he’d given in to the impulse to just make up a name, he’d felt a bit odd about it. But everything had gone so smoothly. He’d been able to just go in and eat and then leave and it hadn’t mattered at all, the human hadn’t really wanted to know his name, they’d just wanted something to peg him by while he was there.

And so: Fell. Ezra Fell. Ms Azee Phale. Mme A Zinnia File. A Z Fell, bookseller.

That last one has stuck around the longest, now. He’s grown rather attached to it.

A... A... what begins with A?

Aziraphale makes dinner reservations for himself and Crowley, and is a bit thoughtless. Silly business.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:gen  wc:1001-5000  author:tinsnip  genre:humour 
august 2019
The World Turned Upside Down [by Mardia, Peter/Beverley]
Years into the future, magic has been revealed to the world, and Peter has the responsibility of testifying at the public inquiry to explain the inner workings of the Folly. He's dealing...about as well as can be expected.
type:fanfic  fandom:riversoflondon  genre:het  genre:futurefic  wc:5001-10000  author:mardia 
august 2019
Birds of a Feather [by idiopathicsmile, Aziraphale/Crowley]
“Isn’t this nice?” says Aziraphale with badly feigned casualness the next time Crowley stops by for a late night drink.

Crowley is all set to reply, words lined up in his mouth waiting to go, when Aziraphale adds,

“I mean, all of the books and furniture and bottles of wine and things?”

Aziraphale nests. Crowley relearns some crucial facts about angelic courtship rituals.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:1001-5000  author:idiopathicsmile 
august 2019
Be Ye Therefore Merciful [by AmberDiceless, Good Omens Gen]
Crowley does something utterly unexpected, and Aziraphale must face an opponent who cannot be thwarted.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  wc:5001-10000  author:amberdiceless  genre:gen  genre:hurtcomfort 
august 2019
the naming of things [by lagaudiere, Aziraphale/Crowley]
Names had a peculiar sort of power. Naming something formed its nature, in a way. There had been no angel of the eastern gate before the Almighty spoke the name “Aziraphale;” a fallen angel had not become a creeping serpent until he heard the name “Crawly.”

But nature also informed the connotations of a name. The thousands of cheated merchants, scandalized priests and scathingly-reviewed poets who had uttered the name “Crowley!” in anger throughout the years had given the name its dark and bitter taste.

Anthonys, however, remained relentlessly ordinary. Anthonys were greengrocers, maths teachers, nervous and lovestruck young men who wore glasses and could hardly speak to the objects of their affections.

If “Crowley” was ninety percent pure cacao, “Anthony” was at best milk chocolate.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:5001-10000  author:lagaudiere 
august 2019
names in history [by lagaudiere, Aziraphale/Crowley]
Maybe he’d shown Crowley how to perform a few miracles, but that Crowley had taken to them so well was surely a sign that he wasn’t all bad. And maybe Aziraphale had let himself be called upon to perform a few temptations, but that was just testing the will of the faithful if you looked at it from a different angle.

He wouldn’t have needed to resort to these techniques, he told himself, if Heaven hadn’t recalled so many of their other agents over the years, if humans with their sins and their saintliness hadn’t multiplied quite so quickly, if someone had explained to him precisely his position in the Plan. But they hadn’t, and he had to get along somehow.

And anyway, if it were really so bad someone surely would have told him to stop doing it.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:20001-40000  author:lagaudiere 
august 2019
was blind but now (i see) [by queenklu, Aziraphale/Crowley]
The discombobulation of it all!
In which being discorporated is a little more disorienting that either of them expect.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  author:queenklu  genre:slash  wc:5001-10000  theme:transformedbodies 
july 2019
Going Native [by equestrianstatue, Aziraphale/Crowley]
Aziraphale smiled very politely at the nearest waiter. “A jug of wine from the north-eastern slopes of Quintus’s vineyards, if you’d be so kind. The yield from eight years past. If you have it.” He turned back to Crowley. “A very peculiar thing happened to this batch— it’s full of all these little bubbles. Nobody seems to know why, but it turns out to pair terrifically well with oysters.”

Crowley rolled his eyes, but since he was wearing sunglasses, nobody saw him do it.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:1001-5000  author:equestrianstatue 
july 2019
To Rest My Weary Soul [by iamtheenemy, Aziraphale/Crowley]
Are you saying I feel like this because of my time in Hell? I thought you meant moral consequences.”

“Since when do I give a toss about moral consequences, angel? No, you’ve got a Hell hangover. Must have hit once the adrenaline wore off,” Crowley answered.

“Hell hangover?” Aziraphale repeated incredulously.

Aziraphale's trip down to Hell leaves him worse for wear.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  genre:hurtcomfort  wc:1001-5000  author:iamtheenemy 
july 2019
Anywhere You Want to Go [by Aria, Aziraphale/Crowley]
Aziraphale knew Crowley liked him. He'd known it with a horrible clarity since around 1100, which was at least a thousand years after the first time he'd thought of kissing Crowley, and some eight hundred and odd before it occurred to him that the specific quality of Crowley's regard could be very dangerous for both of them, if they actually admitted their feelings aloud.

It was also two weeks since any of that had mattered at all anymore.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:5001-10000  author:aria  genre:futurefic 
july 2019
the sublime physical manifestation of divine love [by Deputychairman, Aziraphale/Crowley]
“Not objecting, just a point of uh, theological interest: is this a temptation? I mean are you tempting me here, or is it…uhm?”

Aziraphale opened his mouth as if to protest, closed it again, and finally offered: “Well actually now that you mention it I suppose it is. I mean I am, yes. But temptation seems such a loaded word, doesn’t it? I just thought, in for a penny in for a pound – if they’re even watching they already know we’ve been consorting together, so we might as well make the most of it. Consort to our hearts’ content, so to speak.”
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:1001-5000  author:deputychairman 
july 2019
Their Harmony Foretells [by Jacquez, Aziraphale/Crowley]
One of the first things Crowley noticed about Aziraphale was that he rang like a bell. His presence was a vibration in the fabric of the cosmos, and Crowley could, after a time, recognize him by the feel of it. The first time they touched, Aziraphale’s soft hand warm in his, Crowley’s entire body rang with him: a clear, sweet thrill.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:1001-5000  author:jacquez 
july 2019
Take My Hand, Take My Whole Life Too [by Demorra, Aziraphale/Crowley]
He didn’t want to think about the bookshop. It hurt in a way that was entirely too visceral to be angelic, and entirely too earth shattering to be human. It was the love of several hundred years, burned up in an instant. It shouldn’t have mattered, not if he were truly angelic. But he shed a few silent tears anyway and felt somewhat better for it. All things considered, it wasn’t the end of the world.

No, that had been much more complicated.

And yet, somehow so very mundanely human. No great battle, no heavenly sounding of horns or hordes of demons. Just a choice, a choice not between Good and Evil, but between darkness and light, hope and despair, fear and… and love…
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:1001-5000  author:demorra 
july 2019
Speaking of certain matters in confidence with a lady friend [by Nary, Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries Gen]
Dot and Hugh hadn't been married for very long, but already she felt like a member of a new, secret club that she had always wondered about from the outside. It was exciting, but also more than a bit overwhelming - it seemed like there was a great deal to learn, and she didn't have many trustworthy sources for that particular form of education. Miss Fisher might not be a married woman, but Dot was pretty sure she knew more than most married women put together, and probably more than most married men as well.
type:fanfic  fandom:missfishersmurdermysteries  genre:gen  wc:1001-5000  author:nary 
july 2019
some of us are looking at the stars [by kaydeefalls, Aziraphale/Crowley]
Five humans who were worth making an Effort for, and someone else worth quite a bit more than that.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:5001-10000  author:kaydeefalls 
july 2019
You, Soft and Only [by thehoyden, Aziraphale/Crowley]
He hadn’t expected a sudden lapful of angel.

“Very sorry about this,” Aziraphale said, and kissed him.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:5001-10000  author:thehoyden 
july 2019
Love Looks Better In Color [by mardia, Peter/Nightingale]
Of course I’m not worrying about a soulbond forming as soon as our hands touch. That was one of the first things they knocked out of us at Hendon, thinking that we were any more likely than anyone else to experience the rarest of bonds, simply because we dealt with the public.

(Set during the first book, during the scene where Peter agrees to become Nightingale's apprentice.)
type:fanfic  fandom:riversoflondon  genre:slash  genre:au  author:mardia  wc:5001-10000 
july 2019
Family by Association [by otherhawk, Good Omens Gen]
Warlock Dowling is over-dramatic, insecure and inclined towards running away, which makes sense since he was primarily raised by a certain over-dramatic demon. After the apocalypse Warlock heads home to England to find his nanny.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:gen  genre:futurefic  wc:1001-5000  author:otherhawk 
july 2019
A Street in a Strange World [by Giddygeek, Aziraphale/Crowley]
“How did you ever know?” Aziraphale asked Crowley. “How did you know when I was in trouble and could use a spot of, hmm, otherworldly intervention?”


In the beginning, God gave the angel Aziraphale a flaming sword.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:5001-10000  author:giddygeek  theme:bodyswap 
july 2019
The Curious Attractiveness of Others [by Giddygeek, Aziraphale/Crowley]
“I’m rough,” Crowley argued. “A rough beast, and all that. Well,” he corrected himself, “an agent of the rough beast. Well, an associate. It’s all very complicated, as you bloody well know."
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:5001-10000  author:giddygeek  theme:wingfic 
july 2019
Long-Term [by idiopathicsmile, Aziraphale/Crowley]
Take, for instance, the couple she’s consulting with this afternoon, for their upcoming October ceremony. Seemingly mismatched in every respect. The plump, fair-haired one looks like a parody of an absent-minded professor, as sketched by someone who didn’t bother to do much actual research; his clothes are so outdated it teeters on costume. He’s wearing a bow tie, and not in that reinvented hipster way. This is a bow tie unacquainted with the cycles of fashion, a bow tie that has never heard the word irony.

His partner is a rangy, black-clad ginger in snakeskin boots. He has the look of a hungover rocker about him, and would somehow, even without the sunglasses he has fully committed to wearing indoors on a cloudy afternoon. He’s sprawled almost defiantly in his chair and keeps throwing dubious glances around Dr. Blackwell’s office, as though expecting a lightning bolt to strike him down for merely daring to be within spitting distance of a church.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:1001-5000  author:idiopathicsmile 
july 2019
Begin the Begin, Over and Over [by beethechange, Shane/Ryan]
Shane only agrees to be handcuffed to Ryan for a video because he can put up with anything for twenty-four hours. That’s the funny thing about time loops, though—they don’t always adhere to the parameters set by clickbait videos.
type:fanfic  fandom:buzzfeedunsolved  genre:slash  genre:rpf  wc:20001-40000  author:beethechange 
july 2019
lest they be angels in disguise [by Raven, Aziraphale/Crowley]
Buzzfeed, July 2019, "Top Five Off-the-Wall Theories About the Scary Instagram Plant Man"
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  author:raven  wc:0-1000 
july 2019
let me feel your heartbeat (grow faster, faster) [by thehoyden, Aziraphale/Crowley]
Aziraphale saw him sometimes in all-staff meetings, sitting toward the front but off to the side, lounging against a wall. Even then, he’d had style—wings tipped in gold and face painted with gold flakes in the pattern of the first constellation he designed. He was amazing, and eye-catching, and it was no exaggeration to say that he did not know Aziraphale even existed.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:5001-10000  author:thehoyden 
july 2019
all our plans are useless indeed [by hazel, Peter/Nightingale]
Thomas’s back and knees creak alarmingly when he gets out of bed these days. He’s still an early riser, up with the birds, but it’s getting more and more tempting to stay in bed where it’s warm and comfortable, to perhaps hint to Molly that she could bring him breakfast on a tray and he could rise afterwards, perhaps even start work at a later hour.

He doesn’t. He is the last wizard of London and he doesn’t know what will happen when he dies.

(Thomas Nightingale, 1900-, wizard.)
type:fanfic  fandom:riversoflondon  genre:slash  wc:5001-10000  author:hazel 
june 2019
i'll set the table, you can make the fire [by astrolesbian, Aziraphale/Crowley]
“Adam says he’s visiting, and that you’ve turned off your phone.”

“Yes, dear,” Aziraphale said, sticking his head around the corner and into the living room. He had been sequestered in his library for the last four hours. “How is he?”

“How should I know, I don’t want to talk to the little brat,” Crowley said. Aziraphale’s eyes twinkled knowingly and he vanished back into his library. Peeved at being ignored, and possibly laughed at, Crowley followed him.


OR: crowley antagonizes flat earthers on the internet, is antagonized by his nephew, and kisses his husband: The Fic
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:1001-5000  author:astrolesbian  genre:futurefic 
june 2019
The Things We Did Last Summer [by roboticonography, Steve/Peggy]
A secret mission undertaken by Peggy and Steve may have far-reaching repercussions. AU of Season 1 of Agent Carter.
type:fanfic  fandom:captainamerica  fandom:agentcarter  genre:au  genre:het  wc:5001-10000  author:roboticonography  pairing:steve/peggy 
june 2019
Love Hath Made Thee a Tame Snake [by thehoyden, Aziraphale/Crowley]
He was the bloody Serpent of Eden, and he wasn’t going to stand for this kind of flagrant trespassing.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  wc:1001-5000  author:thehoyden  genre:futurefic 
june 2019
A Quiet Revolution [by Handful_of_Silence, Aziraphale/Crowley]
After the Apocalypse came, changed its mind, and went, nothing much changed. Except, slowly, very very slowly, some things did.

Alternatively: Aziraphale and Crowley are beset by the curious youth of Heaven and Hell.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  genre:gen  genre:futurefic  wc:5001-10000  author:handful_of_silence 
june 2019
An Invitation You Can't Decline [by thehoyden, Aziraphale/Crowley]
“I have standards,” Aziraphale huffed.

“Don’t I know it,” Crowley sighed. And then, like he’d done it a hundred times before, he covered Aziraphale’s hand with his.
type:fanfic  fandom:goodomens  genre:slash  author:thehoyden  wc:1001-5000 
june 2019
Love Story [by skoosiepants, Derek/Stiles]
"Huh." Derek looks less concerned that Stiles thinks this situation warrants, but his hands wander up to cup his face and his mouth opens up over his again and all the bones in Stiles's legs melt, so he has to, like, prop himself up against Derek's entire front.

Derek says, "Okay?" when he pulls back slightly and Stiles manages an eloquent, "Buh."

Or –

A spell made them do it. Sure, Stiles. That works.
type:fanfic  fandom:teenwolf  genre:slash  genre:au  wc:1001-5000  author:skoosiepants  pairing:derek/stiles 
may 2019
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