Anthony Crowley takes in his nephew, 11-year-old Warlock, after Warlock's parents die. And Warlock is great. He's sweet and funny and remarkably well-behaved for what he's gone through. It's just...it seems like maybe he didn't come alone.
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The flat was quiet and dark, the sounds of Mayfair muted, five stories below, but Crowley could see the lights of other buildings stealing around the window blinds. The world was still out there, maybe vicious and tragic at times, but logical. Ordinary. Whatever was happening here in the sparsely furnished rooms of Crowley’s flat was something else.
Crowley was a logical man. Maybe even ordinary. He told himself not to get spooked by it, but he’d learned over the past few weeks that it was terribly easy to feel terribly uneasy when little bits and pieces of your life were ever so slightly wrong.
Chapters: 3/3
Fandom: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens)
Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Human, lying, But not malicious lying, snowballing lies, Humor, Banter, Light-Hearted, fluff & smut, Sexual Tension, Pining, Romance, Happily Ever After, Fandom Trumps Hate, Aziraphale is “just enough of a bastard to be worth knowing” (Good Omens), Crowley’s Love Language is Acts of Service (Good Omens), Midwesterner moves to the West Coast, Clever Aziraphale, Fandom Trumps Hate 2023
Series: Part 16 of Dannye’s Good Omens Human AUs
Summary:
Aziraphale Fell did not mean for any of it to happen. Not that it wasn’t his fault— it was, completely. His one tiny lie, offered in the heat of the moment, seemed like swimming out just a few feet too far in the ocean and suddenly getting caught in the rip tide, with no way to control where you were going and when (if) you’d ever get back to solid ground. He never expected that one minor falsehood could change his life completely.
But this is a love story, after all.
It began with a house, a car, a flat tire, and the most beautiful man Aziraphale had ever seen.
Written for Fandom Trumps Hate 2023
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Chapters: 2/3
Fandom: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens)
Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Human, lying, But not malicious lying, snowballing lies, Humor, Banter, Light-Hearted, fluff & smut, Sexual Tension, Pining, Romance, Happily Ever After, Fandom Trumps Hate, Aziraphale is “just enough of a bastard to be worth knowing” (Good Omens), Crowley’s Love Language is Acts of Service (Good Omens), Midwesterner moves to the West Coast, Clever Aziraphale, Fandom Trumps Hate 2023
Series: Part 16 of Dannye’s Good Omens Human AUs
Summary:
Aziraphale Fell did not mean for any of it to happen. Not that it wasn’t his fault— it was, completely. His one tiny lie, offered in the heat of the moment, seemed like swimming out just a few feet too far in the ocean and suddenly getting caught in the rip tide, with no way to control where you were going and when (if) you’d ever get back to solid ground. He never expected that one minor falsehood could change his life completely.
But this is a love story, after all.
It began with a house, a car, a flat tire, and the most beautiful man Aziraphale had ever seen.
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Written for Fandom Trumps Hate, in honor of a donation to charity by AlchemyinParchment
The plot is based on a Georgette Heyer novel, which I have not read, but which Alchemy kindly summarized for me. I moved the fic to modern day Los Angeles.
This fic is finished and a new chapter will post every other day.
Chapters: 1/3
Fandom: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens)
Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Human, lying, But not malicious lying, snowballing lies, Humor, Banter, Light-Hearted, fluff & smut, Sexual Tension, Pining, Romance, Happily Ever After, Fandom Trumps Hate, Aziraphale is “just enough of a bastard to be worth knowing” (Good Omens), Crowley’s Love Language is Acts of Service (Good Omens), Midwesterner moves to the West Coast, Clever Aziraphale, Fandom Trumps Hate 2023
Series: Part 16 of Dannye’s Good Omens Human AUs
Summary:
Aziraphale Fell did not mean for any of it to happen. Not that it wasn’t his fault— it was, completely. His one tiny lie, offered in the heat of the moment, seemed like swimming out just a few feet too far in the ocean and suddenly getting caught in the rip tide, with no way to control where you were going and when (if) you’d ever get back to solid ground. He never expected that one minor falsehood could change his life completely.
But this is a love story, after all.
It began with a house, a car, a flat tire, and the most beautiful man Aziraphale had ever seen.
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College student Aziraphale discovers that it might not be so bad having terrible roommates if he’s got a handsome fellow student offering the use of his couch for the night. Especially if it seems he’s got a crush on Aziraphale. Really especially if it seems he needs rescuing from his own awful roommates. Rated T
A Good Omens human AU written for the Good Omens Holiday Exchange on Dreamwidth.
Ao3 ~ DannyeChase.com ~ Linktree ~ Serial romance ~ Weird Wednesday writing prompts blog ~ Ko-fi ~ Newsletter
Chapters: 2/2
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens)
Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Human, Human Aziraphale, Snake!Crowley - Freeform, Shapeshifting, sex with snake Crowley, having a crush on your neighbor, Humor, comedy smut, Cute pajamas, Protective Crowley, questionable financial decisions that somehow lead to romance, Wiggle On Zine
Summary:
At three a.m., Anthony Crowley, a bartender just off his shift, was interrupted in his half-awake perusal of a Golden Girls episode by a knock on the door of his flat. Crowley dragged himself up off the couch and opened the door to find his attractive blond neighbor with the weird name standing in the hall in a pair of brown tartan pajamas.
“Hello,” the man said. “Could I ask you a question?”
Crowley would have shut the door in his face, honestly, if the man wasn’t so ridiculously hot even in pajamas with his blond curls mussed. Especially in pajamas with his curls mussed. Crowley didn’t know his neighbor well, just to say hi in the hallway, and not even by his actual name, because it was some strange name Crowley hadn’t properly caught the first time. But, like a miracle, here he was at the door of Crowley’s flat in the middle of the night, probably needing to ask if the heat was out or if Crowley could spare some common household good like a screwdriver or a flashlight.
“Sure,” Crowley said.
The man smiled at him. “I don’t suppose that you are ever, occasionally, a giant snake?”
Written for the Wiggle On Zine
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Happy November, everybody!
And don't forget the searchable list of all my human AU recs: find fics where Crowley is a barista or Aziraphale a teacher, for example
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1iyUB0ZPH3jGrqaho0bc8zENBxJ17KpvPTTnvAclmb0I/edit?usp=sharing
My annual scary Good Omens human AU for October. There is something very wrong on the overnight ferry Celestia.
“Shh.” Aziraphale put his fingers to Crowley’s lips. Oddly, that seemed to ground Aziraphale more firmly, even as he tried to hear ghostly, ghastly footsteps. Crowley’s lips were warm beneath his fingers, and there in the semi-dark, Crowley’s hazel eyes were very bright and wide with surprise.
But there it was. Step-stick-creak. “Do you hear that?” Aziraphale asked.
“If what you’re hearing is putting that look on your face, then no.”
Ao3 ~ DannyeChase.com ~ Linktree ~ Upcoming fics ~ Serial romance
My annual scary Good Omens human AU for October. There is something very wrong on the overnight ferry Celestia.
“Shh.” Aziraphale put his fingers to Crowley’s lips. Oddly, that seemed to ground Aziraphale more firmly, even as he tried to hear ghostly, ghastly footsteps. Crowley’s lips were warm beneath his fingers, and there in the semi-dark, Crowley’s hazel eyes were very bright and wide with surprise.
But there it was. Step-stick-creak. “Do you hear that?” Aziraphale asked.
“If what you’re hearing is putting that look on your face, then no.”
Posting schedule:
Ch 4 (last chapter): Oct 9
Ao3 ~ DannyeChase.com ~ Linktree ~ Upcoming fics ~ Serial romance
My annual scary Good Omens human AU for October. There is something very wrong on the overnight ferry Celestia.
“Shh.” Aziraphale put his fingers to Crowley’s lips. Oddly, that seemed to ground Aziraphale more firmly, even as he tried to hear ghostly, ghastly footsteps. Crowley’s lips were warm beneath his fingers, and there in the semi-dark, Crowley’s hazel eyes were very bright and wide with surprise.
But there it was. Step-stick-creak. “Do you hear that?” Aziraphale asked.
“If what you’re hearing is putting that look on your face, then no.”
Posting schedule:
Ch 3: Oct 7
Ch 4 (last chapter): Oct 9
Ao3 ~ DannyeChase.com ~ Linktree ~ Upcoming fics ~ Serial romance
And don't forget the searchable list of all my human AU recs: find fics where Crowley is a barista or Aziraphale a teacher, for example
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1iyUB0ZPH3jGrqaho0bc8zENBxJ17KpvPTTnvAclmb0I/edit?usp=sharing
And don't forget the searchable list of all my human AU recs: find fics where Crowley is a barista or Aziraphale a teacher, for example
While on a bad blind date at a coffee shop, bookshop owner Aziraphale meets a gorgeous red-haired barista. Also Aziraphale knows flower language and he’s not afraid to use it. ~Rated E~
In any case, Crowley didn’t like being a barista. It was boring and annoying, because most people who wanted coffee seemed to be in great need of that coffee before they could be pleasant to other people. So Crowley wasn’t entirely pleasant back. (Anathema could hardly expect miracles from him.)
But today— an angel had come to the counter. He was stunning to look at: soft blond curls, an upturned nose, pretty blue eyes. So pretty. And it must have been his first time ordering in a coffee shop, because he didn’t have a whole “vanilla latte, soy milk, half-caf” bit ready. He just wanted tea, and he was kind of flustered about it.
Also he was staring at Crowley. Crowley didn’t often get stared at, especially behind the counter. People looked at the chalkboard, their wallets, and sometimes the dessert case, but hardly ever at Crowley. This man looked, and seemed to very much like what he was looking at.
Written as part of Fandom Trumps Hate, as a gift in honor of a friend’s donation to charity.
While on a bad blind date at a coffee shop, bookshop owner Aziraphale meets a gorgeous red-haired barista. Also Aziraphale knows flower language and he’s not afraid to use it. ~Rated E~
So now Aziraphale was going on a date with someone Tracy knew. Since Tracy had arranged it, Aziraphale let her pick the place as well: Double Double, a new coffee shop. Tracy had promised that the shop was lovely and had a selection of rich desserts, which was honestly the part that had convinced Aziraphale.
Aziraphale’s one bit of defiance was the flowers. He had a book or two in his shop on flower language, and he’d decided that the bouquet was going to be the sweetener for the day (besides the dessert), the spoonful of sugar that helped the medicine go down.
Yellow carnations: Disdain, disappointment, rejection. Red snapdragon: Deception. Purple columbine: foolishness. White candytuft: indifference. And finally butterfly weed, a bright little orange cluster flower, which meant Let me go!
Armed with his passive-aggressive (but quite lovely smelling) bouquet, Aziraphale took a cab to Double Double.
Written as part of Fandom Trumps Hate, as a gift in honor of a friend’s donation to charity.
Posting schedule:
Chapter 4 (final chapter): July 25
While on a bad blind date at a coffee shop, bookshop owner Aziraphale meets a gorgeous red-haired barista. Also Aziraphale knows flower language and he’s not afraid to use it. ~Rated E~
In any case, Crowley didn’t like being a barista. It was boring and annoying, because most people who wanted coffee seemed to be in great need of that coffee before they could be pleasant to other people. So Crowley wasn’t entirely pleasant back. (Anathema could hardly expect miracles from him.)
But today— an angel had come to the counter. He was stunning to look at: soft blond curls, an upturned nose, pretty blue eyes. So pretty. And it must have been his first time ordering in a coffee shop, because he didn’t have a whole “vanilla latte, soy milk, half-caf” bit ready. He just wanted tea, and he was kind of flustered about it.
Also he was staring at Crowley. Crowley didn’t often get stared at, especially behind the counter. People looked at the chalkboard, their wallets, and sometimes the dessert case, but hardly ever at Crowley. This man looked, and seemed to very much like what he was looking at.
Written as part of Fandom Trumps Hate, as a gift in honor of a friend’s donation to charity.
Posting schedule:
Chapter 3: July 23
Chapter 4 (final chapter): July 25
While on a bad blind date at a coffee shop, bookshop owner Aziraphale meets a gorgeous red-haired barista. Also Aziraphale knows flower language and he’s not afraid to use it. ~Rated E~
So now Aziraphale was going on a date with someone Tracy knew. Since Tracy had arranged it, Aziraphale let her pick the place as well: Double Double, a new coffee shop. Tracy had promised that the shop was lovely and had a selection of rich desserts, which was honestly the part that had convinced Aziraphale.
Aziraphale’s one bit of defiance was the flowers. He had a book or two in his shop on flower language, and he’d decided that the bouquet was going to be the sweetener for the day (besides the dessert), the spoonful of sugar that helped the medicine go down.
Yellow carnations: Disdain, disappointment, rejection. Red snapdragon: Deception. Purple columbine: foolishness. White candytuft: indifference. And finally butterfly weed, a bright little orange cluster flower, which meant Let me go!
Armed with his passive-aggressive (but quite lovely smelling) bouquet, Aziraphale took a cab to Double Double.
Written as part of Fandom Trumps Hate, as a gift in honor of a friend’s donation to charity.
Posting schedule:
Chapter 2: July 21
Chapter 3: July 23
Chapter 4 (final chapter): July 25
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