Phoenix was a fallen angel and she has one job to do and that is to follow Crowley till the end of the Earth no matter what. But when the time comes for the Antichrist to come she must choose in the end. What will she do?

L'Enfer est pavé de bonnes intentions. Les agissements de Crowley envers Aziraphale aussi. Mais pour supporter un ange, il faut plus que des millénaires de patience. [Recueil de drabbles]

What if, instead of the Metatron making an appearance, the Almighty does and has questions about Her favourite slow burn? Namely, why they haven't gotten together yet when it's been 6000 years since they first met? Season 2 Fix-It. Happy ending.

SPOILERS for season 2! It's a fix-it fic. That's it. That's all you need to know.

Crowley watched as Aziraphale stepped out and into the sunlight as the bookseller followed the Metatron from the bookshop, Aziraphale following a step or two behind the other angel - like a dutiful and perfect follower, a devoted angel of Heaven. Crowley felt like a fool for hoping that they could be anything more than an angel and a demon. [S2E6]

"No." Crowley exhaled heavily, years - decades, centuries, eons - of frustration coming swiftly to the surface, "No, you are going to let me talk". - Or, Crowley has enough and gives Aziraphale a piece of his mind after the disastrous scene in the bookshop at the end of S2E6 - because he's not giving up on them, not after everything.

Aziraphale would have never expected this. But he was so going to enjoy it!

After the failed apocalypse, Aziraphale finds himself with an important decision to make. We learn how the angel and the demon switched bodies for the first time.

Crowley said, voice very carefully even, "So, were you ever planning on telling me that we were married?" In which Aziraphale finds an unexpected surprise, contemplates parchment and copperplate, visits a picture framer, and eventually gets his happy ending. Aziraphale/Crowley fluff. (Ineffable Husbands, but they don't know that they're husbands.)

Their meeting on Eden's walls was surprisingly amicable, but now Crawly has an angel following him everywhere he goes and he'd like to know why. Aziraphale would quite like to know that himself. (In which the author takes angels as avians a little too far...)

What if someone had paid attention to all those Earth Observation files? Pre-Apocalypse AU. Aziraphale/Crowley. Starring: Michael as a decent person (at least for this fic). Also starring: Actual Communication.

How Aziraphale and Crowley came to sit together in the same armchair sharing a mug of cocoa. Set between s1 and 2. T for mild language and minor suggestive adult themes.

Life after the Non-Apocalypse is fine...boring but fine. Then, Aziraphale is offered a new job thanks to his expertise from being around for thousands of years.

Aziraphale and Crowley are in love, but it takes a day in each other's bodies before they can take the next step. Based on the TV show as the body switch doesn't happen in the book . . . though it does say that Crowley can do "really weird things with his tongue." Surely that would be bound to give anyone ideas, even an angel.

Crowley está sufriendo por un celo imprevisto, nada que le extrañe dado su naturaleza irregular, pero en su posición actual no puede confiar en el supresor de emergencia, y llegar a su casa es su primordial preocupación. Si todo fuese tan fácil…

While Crowley is in Aziraphale's body in heaven for the trial, he gets a summons from God herself.

After Aziraphale's mother goes missing on a routine supply run, he tries to find her, ending up in trouble of his own. Maybe the space station’s botanist can help? Expanse AU.

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 "

When your loved one is far away, sometimes you just have to take up a pen. Especially if it's the XVIIIth century.

Crowley allait faire un massacre. Cela mettrait un peu de piment à toute cette candeur écœurante qui accompagnait les fêtes de fin d'année, et ça lui permettrait de sortir enfin de cet enfer. Mais qu'est-ce qui lui avait pris d'attendre autant pour faire ses achats de Noël ?

6000 years was a long time to wait.

Aziraphale mistakenly goes to a Roman orgy and it is up to Crowley to get him out. (sorry just had to get this idea out of my head)

OS. Et c'était au nom de cette amitié qu'Aziraphale avait forcé la main aux aléas présidant à leurs petites entrevues impromptues pour poser un vrai rendez-vous. Alors, toujours démon ? Pourquoi Crowley, si bavard d'habitude, ne disait-il rien ?

The arrival of the Son of God is a big deal, and though Crawley knows it would be better to leave well enough alone, her curiosity drives her to seek him out, even though meeting him might change her for good.

I wrote this in honor of Easter, of the sacrifice God made on behalf of humans. Something none of the angels or demons can understand, not even Crowley or Aziraphale. Told from Crowley's point of view, this is about Good Friday and what happened on the third day, on Sunday morning. And how one demon is affected by something he can not understand.