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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna

Chapters: 5/5
Fandom: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens)
Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens)
Additional Tags: Dating AU, Post-Apocalypse, Friends to Lovers, Fluff, Mild Hurt/Comfort, assorted angel and demon ocs
Summary:

Adam reasons that if Heaven and Hell just got to know each other a bit better, they wouldn’t be so keen to start another Apocalypse. After all, both sides have a lot in common, even if they hate to admit it. To make his point, Adam has every angel and demon fill out compatibility quizzes and go on a date with whoever they get matched with (be it angel or demon). But not just once. Oh no. They have to do it Five times. Five different dates in five days. Naturally, Aziraphale and Crowley have to participate as well…

Oh, dear. Giddy crackfic gone right. I adored it.

Source: archiveofourown.org
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Aziraphale and Crowley at the beach.

Neither one of them particularly likes sunscreen. It’s gooey. But human bodies burn in the sun, especially with all that recent business about the ozone.

The way each one of them handles this is different.

Aziraphale, wanting to play fair, wears a long beach robe. Mint-green, by preference. This sort of thing went out of fashion a long time ago, or very possibly was never in fashion at all, but Aziraphale considers himself above the vagaries of fashion.1 He sits under a beach umbrella, sipping cocktails, and reads an edifying book.

Crowley cheats blatantly, lying in full-on sun until steam simmers off him, wearing a glaringly ugly red and black speedo, sunglasses for once entirely appropriate.

“You should be burning, my dear.”

“I should be doing all sorts of things, according to you. I should be helping little old ladies across the street, or rescuing that fellow out there going down for the third time–”

“Oh, dear - where?”

“Just over there, past the reef.”

“Thank you–” 2

“But I’m not doing any of those things, am I. I refuse to submit to the ineffable plan.”

“You cheeky devil, you.”

“Thanks. Now hand me my margarita.”

_ _


  1. Because that’s much easier than admitting he doesn’t understand it at all. ↩︎

  2. Later, that man will stare at himself in the mirror, and admit to himself that yes, indeed, a wave did lift him up, hang him under its curl until he’d coughed out the water, and then dump him unceremoniously on the beach, whispering as it dribbled away: and stay out! ↩︎

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Crowley can sense desires. Aziraphale’s are no exception.

Words: 765, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English



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“‘So all we’ve got to do is find it,’ said Crowley. ‘Go through the hospital records.’

The Bentley’s engine coughed into life and the car leapt forward, forcing Aziraphale back into the seat.

‘And then what?’ he said.

‘And then we find the child.’

‘And then what?’ The angel shut his eyes as the car crabbed around a corner.

‘Don’t know.’

‘Good grief.’

‘I suppose – get off the road you clown – your people wouldn’t consider – and the scooter you rode in on! – giving me asylum?’

‘I was going to ask you the same thing – Watch out for that pedestrian! ’”

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More Aziraphale & Crowley wing thoughts - 

Yes, they have wings. Of course they do. Fallen angel or standard issue, it goes with the package.

And the wings are always there, except they aren’t quite there.

Angels and demons can see each others’ wings - well, not quite see. Perceive. And they can gesture with them, and stretch them widely to get the kinks out, and shed feathers on everything; they’re always there.

But celestial wings don’t quite fit into the human realm, so if one is in a human form, one’s wings aren’t noticeable or even perceptible by any human sense unless the celestial being in question wants them to be.

So there is the occasional awkward situation when, for example, Aziraphale, making a point to a friend as he strolls through the park, gestures emphatically with a wing and accidentally sticks it right through a typical human passerby. No harm done, of course, aside from it feeling quite weird.[1] Not bad weird, necessarily. But being imperceptibly impaled with an angelic appendage does leave a psychic imprint, a bit like having forgotten something rather nice.[2]

  1. Not weird to Aziraphale, of course; he probably doesn’t even notice unless Crowley sort of points and goes… “um… you’ve… got a thing…”
  2. When Crowley does it, it’s definitely bad weird. And whatever it is it feels like you’ve forgotten, you really hope you don’t remember.
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