"I thought you had a babysitter!" "I thought so too! But now she's off to Cambodia for half a year to rediscover herself after a particularly bad break up… I'm sorry, but you're really my only hope." Or, Crowley enlists an old friend to help him look after his boss' baby while she's away for two weeks, and learns a thing or two about himself and the other along the way.

Crowley was fully aware for a while now that he was feeling that four-letter word that started with L towards Aziraphale. He didn't need the Blaupunkt and some bloody lyrics to rub it to his face. Wherein the Blaupunkt could somehow read what Crowley was thinking and would play an appropriate song for it.

This story takes place just after the Apocalypse-That-Wasn't. Crowley has (what Aziraphale initially thinks is) a brush with death, causing the angel to confess some things he's been putting off saying.

Aziraphale wants to know what it's like to be human, while Crowley gets a visit from a long forgotten friend. A story about friendship, trust, and why angels don't need beds.

"Inefable: Que no puede ser explicado con palabras porque es algo demasiado sutil o difuso." Así había sido la relación entre Crowley y Azirafel desde que se conocieron en el Jardín del Edén ¿Por qué un ángel y un demonio decidieron trabajar juntos? ¿Por qué se encontraban una y otra vez a lo largo del tiempo? ¿Y por qué son tan importantes las plumas de los ángeles?

Armaggedon averted, Aziraphale and Crowley walk through London and try to work out what comes next.

Crowley is inconsolable after witnessing a disaster, Aziraphale tries to comfort him.

Aziraphale likes to go to clubs, to drink and chat and, well... One night, he meets an old friend at his favourite clandestine bar. Aziraphale/Crowley, slash, low heat

Aziraphale is miserable after having stopped Armageddon. But why? Because he's lovesick. And it's awful.

In episode Six there's a missing scene of Aziraphale and Crowley working out Agnes' last prophecy. This is my take on how that happened. "Any other angel would have called the emotion love. Aziraphale was trying not to, not only because he was intimately familiar with the defensive changeability of Crowley's temperament but because he was scared of the fragility of his own heart."

The boys go out for the night, Aziraphale is cute and a little jealous.

Aziraphale's job at the flower shop is normally dull, until he gets a new regular customer who has some very odd, very specific requests [Oneshot. Everyone's human AU. Generally a mindless fluff-fest.]

Crowley encourages Aziraphale to adopt a baby kitten. Aziraphale has some ideas as to why.

Crowley and Aziraphale have been living together for over a month, after the almost-apocalypse. They both have been longing for one another, unsure on how to take the next step of their relationship until one afternoon, going to their place, Aziraphale spots a new sushi place. With the help of a candle and a waitress, their relationship takes the twist they both wanted.

Crowley finds that being a small snake in a big city is harder than he realised, but luckily angels are very helpful beings.

Aziraphale and Crowley find out a tv series had been made about them and the Almost-Apocalypse. Watching their own life on screen will shed a different light on some words and deeds, requiring the angel and the demon to bring up long-hidden feelings.

Wings were the most intimate part of an angel's body. After all, they were a third pair of limbs and the unmistakable sign of their divinity. To put your hands on anyone else's wings without their express permission was a privilege reserved only for your closest and most beloved friends.

A harmless journey soon turns into an adventure neither of our heroes would have expected. It's basically the story of how I would have wished Maui and Moana ended up together after acknowledging unknown feelings. Features Romance but also a huge bit of Action and (I hope) Disney-humor.

Londres, fin du XIXème siècle. Aziraphale trouve le temps long en attendant le réveil de Crowley. Sa rencontre avec Oscar Wilde va apporter du changement dans cette monotonie. Peut-être plus que l’ange ne l’aurait voulu…

In the past, Crowley convinced Aziraphale to drink until he enjoyed sharing wine. Now, Crowley wants to seduce the angel into sharing a bed. Fortunately, a witch, an antichrist, and a film help the demon admit what he TRULY most wants to share with his oldest friend is his heart.

[Suite d'"Entrouvrir la porte"] Entrouvrir la porte n'était qu'un premier pas. Il en faudra d'autres avant que Crowley puisse accepter et exprimer ce qu'il ressent. Démolir un mur millénaire demande une patience d'ange.

Aziraphale's never been able to sleep. Crowley takes up the challenge. (Written for Cursiella in the 2016 Good Omens Holiday Exchange.)

Ca va parler de livres. Et d'arbres. Ha ! Bref, c'est une humble déclaration d'amour aux arbres et à leur seconde vie, quelquefois, sous forme de pages où se couchent et se partagent des histoires aussi bonnes que Good Omens, quand on a de la chance.

Si vous avez un jour désespéré d'attirer l'attention d'une personne plongée dans son livre, vous aurez un peu d'empathie pour un pauvre démon délaissé.

Un résumé ? Pourquoi ? Vous ne trouvez pas mon titre explicite ?

Les vêtements d'Aziraphale ayant rencontré d'inexplicables problèmes, une séance de shopping s'impose. Inspiré par "Lethe for two" de SleepsWithCoyotes, une fic postée sur AO3 dans laquelle Aziraphale porte une chemise d'exactement la même nuance que ses yeux.