ONESHOT - Seven months have passed since the ineffable plan. Aziraphale and Crowley decide to lay low in a picturesque fishing village for the next few decades to wait out the war to come. Perhaps the slow and quiet life will bring some good. The angel and the demon must adjust to their new life together. Rated M for strong language.

Quand le vil serpent profite de la naïveté et le manque de connaissances de son ange préféré...

Adam may be the anti-christ, but he is also human, which means he recognizes the very human emotions Aziraphale and Crowley have for each other when they haven't managed to in over six-thousand years.

A seemingly innocent drinking game leads Crowley to a rather shocking revelation and an even more unexpected confession.

Crowley threaded their fingers together as they went upstairs. "D'you think they realize what's happening to them?" Aziraphale chuckled, "Doubtful, though I am curious if they'll take six thousand years like we did." A fluffy little one-shot as our favorite ineffable pair watches another one develop. AziraphalexCrowley, GabrielxBeelzebub

A series of one shots/chapters following Meredith, a Demon who has been tasked with observing Crowley and Aziraphale to try and find out how they were each able to survive the holy water and hellfire. She's not the only one whose interested though.

After the apocalypse that didn't happen went down the city became too much for Aziraphale and Crowley.

Beelzebub and Gabriel expand their working relationship after the Armageddidn't. Unfortunately, Heaven and Hell don't take kindly to fraternizing.

Desde que vio por primera vez sus ojos hace seis mil años supo que tal vez la peor parte de su castigo no sería pasar toda la eternidad en el fuego del infierno sino más bien sería el estar cerca de ese ángel y no poderlo tener...

Surprisingly it wasn't stopping the end of the world that was the hard part. It was all the stuff that came after. Now that Aziraphale and Crowley have made it "official" they've got a new battle raging with domestic bliss. [three parts; daily updates]

Le son strident de la sonnette résonna dans le grand manoir de la famille Dowling. "J'ai cru comprendre que vous aviez besoin d'une nourrice." "J'ai entendu dire que vous recherchiez un jardinier." [Recueils de OS rédigés par deux sœurs fans de Good Omens]

A plant grows, a plant dies, Aziraphale takes a wrong turn, and a few truths are revealed. (aka: post-Apocalypse Crowley finally deals with the issues he's been ignoring for the last 6000 years while also attempting to grow a plant) Aziraphale/Crowley. additional tags: soft, healing, hand-holding for both dramatic and tender reasons, extended metaphors about astronomy and knitting.

"Neither of them had Salvation. Neither would receive forgiveness. It was their last night, their last supper, the last time they would be together. Finally, they could get carried away by temptation." Or my idea of what happened after Crowley offered Aziraphale to spend the night in his flat.

Christmas is coming and Aziraphale finds something unexpected in his shop. A little fluff piece.

I imagine you, the reader, are wondering to yourself how the story of two celestial beings took in the antichrist, destroyer of worlds, starter of the Apocalypse, son of Lucifer himself, and raised the child as their own began. If so, read on.

The bookshop has been quieter lately- a lot less customers, much to Aziraphale's delight. Yet when he stumbles upon a thing called "Yelp," he realizes that a certain snake might be the culprit of this phenomenon. Post-nahpocalpyse fluff.

An angel is murdered in Soho, but it's Heaven that burns. [dagger.emoji][snake.emoji] A fix-it fic for halcyon1796's SPN AU / MCD fanart. CU

Written for the prompt: "You, a telepath, are getting migraines from the loudest internal screaming you've ever heard from the next room" (from writing prompts) Summary 1: Crowley had heard of telepaths before but he'd never seen one before. Or at least someone that pretended to be one. Summary 2: Crowley sees a fake telepath fooling around and decides to try it out himself.

"But when you're granted your freedom- no, when you seized it with both hands and a kick to your former boss's face, how do you go around taking that first step? How do you walk over the chasm that ceased to exist between you and that one that your heart yearns for so much, for so long?" - long-overdue talk, lots of pinning and yearning For the ineffable husbands week - Day 3

drabbles:: Adam, face à son nouveau rôle et ses implications, ce que ça changera de sa vie dès le lendemain, après l'Apocalypse. 2nde vignette : où les Eux tentent une expérience culinaire. 3ème : la méchanceté des adultes. MàJ, 4ème : un vélo de fille... ou pas.

Uriel is the angel of art and poetry, but there's no place for that in Heaven. She's found, as other have, that the only place to truly express herself is down on Earth.

After the not-Apocalypse, life is far from dull for an angel and demon, both of whom can finally admit that they're more than just friends. Among other things, after a run in with a strange priest, Crowley is stuck as a snake during a bitterly cold London winter, a cottage in the South Downs gets two new residents, and Aziraphale gets a new job. Not really written chronologically.

Crowley, working Nanny Ashtoreth, takes care of toddler Warlock after a small accident. Mentions of Aziraphale/Crowley Crowley being soft and parental.

8 shorts set in the (distant and not so distant) future. Variations on a theme. The theme is this; Aziraphale and Crowley love each other more than any being has ever loved another. [Ineffable Husbands Week 2019]

Little blurbs that are too small for their own files. Multiple pairings and characters.