Black Sepia - chapter 5
Two days later there was a knock on the bookshop door, well after hours. Aziraphale was curled up on the couch with a book, one of his old favorites. He didn't have the energy to read anything new just now. Crowley was wrapped around him, all long...
Black Sepia - chapter 6
They went clothes shopping the next day. Pain had left him, but Aziraphale was still molting. The itching wasn't as bad, since he had no more feathers to shed, but the new pinfeathers still pushing up into place itched, and he felt vaguely irritated...
Black Sepia - chapter 7
"I never quite figured you the sort to march in the street, angel," said Crowley. "Me, yes, I've been in any number of revolutions, though I did try to skip the French one," he gave Aziraphale a wink. "But it's not really your thing, is it?" "The...
Black Sepia - chapter 3
"Honestly, angel, I'd say you rather have gluttony under your belt by now." Crowley smiled as he sat beside Aziraphale at yet another interesting little restaurant, where the two were having dinner. "I thought I'd start out easy, since it's only a...
Black Sepia - chapter 9
Aziraphale stared at the stack of paperwork in front of him. He was perched on the edge of his couch, with the papers set on an end table he'd pulled around. This was because Crowley was curled around him like a backrest, and he hadn't wanted to move...
Black Sepia - chapter 8
They reeled arm in arm out of the festival, laughing. Aziraphale was stuffed to the gills and had gotten his palm read, among other things. Crowley had only tasted bits of the various food on offer, but even he'd gotten enough to make nearly a full...
Black Sepia - chapter 4
"Angel? Angel, talk to me." Aziraphale woke to the sound of Crowley's voice and the sensation of burning. The red-hot pokers in his wings had gone, and instead his entire body was on fire. It was a different sort of fire, though; duller, more...
Black Sepia - chapter 1
But when aziraphale goes into his first molt after the apocalypse that wasn't, it's a bit different than any other molt he's ever had, and he gets more than merely snappish.or in other words, aziraphale falls, one feather, one sin, at a time.a little good omens
Book 1, Genesis: Chapter 2: Tea at her place.
"although i made it through without having to respond to any 'wielder attacks, so far, so i guess that's a good omen." tanya smiled, "i dare say a good omen.
Saving the Spirit! ~ Chapter 1: The Not-So-Accurate Warnings and Vague Predictions from Saffy Tutter, the Amateur Witch
(good omens au) this fanfiction is a furry alternate universe (otherwise known as an au) of an amazing little book called good omens by neil gaiman and terry pratchett which was published in 1991.
The End Of All
But switch didn't hope for a moment that it was a good omen. no, it was just a momentary reprieve. but it was enough. and he couldn't help but smirk, lopsided but genuine. "it's your world now, fermi.
Saving the Spirit !~(Suprise Easter Special!) Cracking a Hard Shell
(good omens au) crowley gets up to some easter fun! notes: happy easter guys! i wanted to provide some comedic relief for y'all. this happens about a decade before the last chapter. enjoy!