After the Armageddon that wasn’t, an angel and a demon have a whole future to navigate. Of course they would end up doing it together.

Unsurprisingly, Aziraphale runs into problems in his new job: the Second Coming will be a massacre, and only Crowley can help him prevent it. But Crowley has his own reasons, and his own issues: Hell gives him an ultimatum, and he must choose. But it seems neither angels nor demons can make choices very well. And stopping the Second Coming will have major consequences for everyone.

Moins de 10 ans c'est une poussière pour Aziraphale, pour Crowley la réponse semblée un peu différente. Dans un geste désespéré il décide d'oublier son ange pour de bon. Et si au final son acte avait l'effet inverse? L'ocassion de se recreer ?

Zona dedicata totalmente a Aziraphale e Crowley. La sezione delle lettere tra la detective Chloe e Aziraphale resta invariata.

Beatrice Z wouldn't say that they and their friend Crowley have similar taste. But it would be boring to be too similar to your friends. Opposites attract and such. The two friends were completely different, they would insist. So it's kind of embarrassing when they finally go on a double date and it turns out that their dates came from the same womb.

"Isn't it funny, that after everything we did to go against our respective sides, I ended up the official Supreme Archangel of Heaven, and you, the unofficial Grand Duke of Hell." Aziraphale said with a weak breathy huff of laughter. Crowley let those words sink in before he scoffed quietly, "No, I don't think it's funny at all..." *-Crowley tries to let go of his Angel.-* [slash]

S2E6 happened and Crowley is alone. Guest starring Nina cause I love that bish.

Aziraphale convinced Crowley to take him to a coffee shop. Zoned out in the line waiting, Crowley is greeted by someone he hadn't seen in a long time. Warlock Dowling. I'm sorry. I wanted this to be just cute but Crowley's PTSD decided to make an appearance.

Concevoir des étoiles, c'est tout ce qu'il sait faire. Il a été conçu dans ce but. Mais il faut bien l'admettre : les conditions de travail deviennent un peu difficiles, ces temps-ci. Trouver un gars en plus, ou même deux, juste pour l'aider à tenir les délais, ça devrait pouvoir se négocier, non ? Tiens ! Cet ange, là-bas qui vient dans sa direction... Ce ne serait pas... Oh !

Une mission risquée attend Crowley, ordonnée par le Patron en personne. Et on ne fait pas attendre le Roi des Démons. Mais entre les magouilles de ces abrutis de nobles français et une monture fourbe et retorse, la situation se présente particulièrement mal. Bien heureusement, quelques siècles plus tôt fut conclu l'Arrangement... [Rated : T pour emploi d'un langage fleuri]

Crowley est envoyé travailler à l'autre bout du monde, au Mexique. Mais pour une fois, cette mission tombe au bon moment ! Cette fête est une bonne occasion pour redécouvrir une culture qu'il adore - avec ses frais de voyage remboursés par l'En-Bas ! Et si en plus, son vieil ennemi est de la partie, c'est l'occasion de passer un moment amusant, non ?

"I can't sleep 'cause it's burning deep inside. Like gasoline on fire running wild."

Après la Non-Apocalypse. Après le départ d'un certain ange. Dans un pub anonyme, un démon solitaire entend une certaine musique, et se laisse lentement sombrer dans de vieux souvenirs. Des réminiscences qui lui font mal à en crever, les meilleures comme les pires. Peu importe, puisqu'il ne peut pas vraiment mourir. Peu importe... puisque cela ne durera que quelques minutes.

Having read some interesting files as he was snooping around in heaven, and after seven months of no contact, Aziraphale takes the elevator down to earth to inform Crowley of the dreadful news or rather happy news? Either way, congratualtions, they have been ineffable parents since 1941. Ah, the blitz.

Crowley's prayers have always fallen upon deaf ears, God certainly isn't listening. After a nightmare pulls Crowley out of his drunken slumber, he feels as though he doesn't have a choice. In the oppressive silence of his room, Crowley prays to anyone who will listen, begging for his Angel to come back to him. Or; the one where Crowley accidentally prays to Aziraphale

Crowley and Aziraphale hid a disgraced Archangel from the eyes of Heaven and Hell. With help from some humans, they stopped the Apocalypse. There was little the pair couldn't do together, and that was a threat to the ineffable plan. The Metatron managed to separate them, but would it be long enough to start the war to end all wars? Or, my take on what season 3 might hold.

Nearly a year after Aziraphale returns to Heaven, he vanishes from existence, leaving Crowley bereft on Earth. Just when the demon has finally started to heal and move on with his life, he finds his angel by chance in a library. But Aziraphale has no memory of his life as an angel, or of Crowley. How will our hero cope?

OS. Crowley et Aziraphale sont à Pompéi, et pas au meilleur moment qui soit. Pas du tout au meilleur moment qui soit.

Après l'échec de l'Apocalypse, Crowley et Aziraphale profitent des plaisirs de la vie terrestre. Un jeune démon à la beauté angélique vient défier Crowley, tout en semant une pagaille au parfum de désir dans Londres. Les deux compères sont décidés à l'arrêter avant que le chaos ne s'installe dans le monde et leur vie... (le récit s'inspire aussi en partie du film "Love Actually")

Crowley se rend à un bal masqué pour espionner Aziraphale et il se trouve dans une situation inattendue.

Maggie tries to meddle. (Key word: tries)

New city, new roommate, new job, a whole new life. A broken car and like ten dollars to his name. Well, if things were going off without a hitch, Crowley would be suspicious. - Aziraphale likes his life enough. He doesn't need to put himself out there - A thunderstorm and an awning sets something into motion. (Barista/bookseller AU)

Aziraphale was sitting on the table that Metatron had given him. Papers, folders, booklets were scattered everywhere. Aziraphale was making notes in his notebook, checking with documents from time to time. It has been two months as he had been working for the good of Heaven.

Exhausted and emotionally raw from doing the work of a demon, Crowley finds himself in need of a hug. There are far too many strings attached to ask Aziraphale so Crowley finds himself seeking the assistance of a professional cuddler. Set during Season 1.

A Good omens Fanfic to pass the time between seasons. Aren't a nativ speaker, i try to practise my English skills with this story!