Una serie de historias cortas no relacionadas entre sí sobre varias parejas de la serie, es especial la Inefable Bureaucracy

Crowley and Aziraphale play Cards Against Humanity, after a fashion.

A fanfic set after the Good Omens quarantine phonecall video. Crowley wakes from his nap, and an "accident" causes him to have to move into the bookshop with Aziraphale, which would be an absolute dream if not for the forces of Heaven and Hell making it their business to cause trouble between them. Ineffable Husbands.

Gabriel doesn't hate Aziraphale. But someone needs to control things. Otherwise, what would mum say? (check for Triggers inside)

Une petite, si petite tentation rondement menée. Juste un baiser, et voilà que tout se casse la figure. Leur présent, leur amitié, et surtout leurs plans pour l'avenir. Basée autant sur le livre que sur la série. AVAILABLE IN ENGLISH : archiveofourown-org/works/34209706 ( replace the "-" by ".") AU "Always you "

Quelques fragments de l'histoire et de la relation entre Rampa et Aziraphale, si Rampa était resté un ange et que c'est Aziraphale qui avait Chuté. ( Always you UA)

"The Elves and the Shoemaker" as a Good Omens story. That's it. That's the summary. Also available for the Writers Anonymous Fandom Fairy Tale Rewrite Challenge.

God (hey, she needs to be her kitty's equal) doesn't mind her pet's friend from the rough side of the tracks. At all. (Or, the Cat AU nobody asked for.)

Aziraphale offre un cadeau à Crowley.

Aziraphale knows exactly what he's doing when he visits Paris "for crepes".

It takes Aziraphale a bit to catch up. But things develop - as they should.

Crowley gives Aziraphale a Gift.

Sussex Downs - and their happiness there - looks like a wondrous dream. But it's still there in the mornings.

Crowley and Aziraphale have long since settled down in their new way of life which, quite literally, is quieter and more peaceful than it had ever been in their six thousand years of spite it's peaceful simplicity, however, there seems to be a rather mischievously good humored God who seems to think of two perfect candidates for part of Her plan.

After eons pretending there was absolutely nothing between them, it's hard to adjust to the sudden freedom to say what they wish and love who they please. Thousands of years of conditioning don't just go away. But Aziraphale and Crowley have a chance now and won't give that up without a fight. Scenes from After that need to happen, and some fluffy feels about Love.

Préquel de "Pour une si petite chose" et point de départ mon univers alternatif "Always you".

It was a nice day for Aziraphale, angel of the Eastern Gate. After all, She had just blessed him with a soulmark, a tiny one, on his wrist — a black feather that seemed so soft and delicate despite its ruffled appearance. Black wasn't exactly the best colour to have in Heaven, Aziraphale knew, but he hadn't really had time to theorise about that after She gave him a curious

Aziraphale et Crowley décident d'enfin définir le statut de leur relation.

Crowley et Aziraphale passent leur premier réveillon ensemble.

Good Omens Cinderella Alpha Omega AU This is a M rated version of the E rated one on AO3. Aziraphale is an Alpha prince, Crowley is an Omega Cinderella. There's romance, pining, and drama. 22 chapters.

Nothing happens except Aziraphale fetching Crowley from their orchard and making some muffins. The author honestly doesn't know where the angsty notes came from. It's mostly domestic fluff though.

While Christmas crackers were always a part of the holiday celebration for Newt, he had to admit, one should be a bit concerned when they are provided by a demon. A bit of Christmas fluff with Anathema and Newt.

"Si je résume le programme, mon ange, c'est : virées en ski, promenades enneigées et dégustations de vin chaud ? - Sans oublier le plus important, très cher : cuisiner du fromage ! - Heu... Fromage ? Tu ne préfères pas qu'on aille au restaurant ? - Mais sentir une bonne odeur de fromage fait très hivernal, non ? - Ok. Ski, bouffe et fromage... Ça sonne terriblement humain."

Aziraphale liked stability. Crowley dyed his hair. Therein lay the problem. "Crowley, in what *possible* way is dying your hair *possibly* considered spreading mischief?" (A one-shot inspired by a prompt from WargishBoromirFan)

What does a demon do when discovering their friend of six thousand years might actually be a terrifying cherub?