23 Oct 2019
More fun with the Fantasy Fishbowl.
Crowley's role play fantasy is beyond his expectations. Here there be pirates.
Done for Day 7 of Kinktober: Victor
Done for Day 8 of Ineffable Inktober: Pirates
- Part 2 of The Fantasy Fish-bowls
- Part 8 of Ineffable Inktober 2019
- Part 7 of Ineffable Kinktober 2019
In order to hide the true nature of their relationship and escape suspicion after the holy water incident Crowley must take Aziraphale to Hell to stake his claim over the angel.
Crowley carefully looked the collar over. “The inscription should cut you off from any heavenly power, no miracles, nothing. Once it’s on, only I can take it off. It will show everyone that-” Crowley shifted on his feet, “That you belong to me.”
This seemed to bring Aziraphale out of his stupor and he finally looked away from the collar, switching his gaze to Crowley’s yellow eyes. “I already do.” His voice was gentle but had the hard edge of confidence.
Crowley drew in a breath. The words traveled down his spine like electricity, lighting him up from the inside. The nerves were fading into excitement. There was still so much riding on this. A brutish display for Hell. But at the end of the day, they did belong to each other. They had said so in many different ways, this was just another display.
On Espionage and Prophecy (or How to Accidentally, but Wholly, Fall in Love With a Soho Bookseller) by RockSaltAndRoll
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV)
17 Nov 2019
1941 is the London Blitz and the year that MI5 really comes into its own with the now infamous ‘double cross’ system. The service keep tabs on suspects, root out enemy agents and try to turn them into doubles.
Anthony J Crowley is fucking great at this job. He can be sneaky, underhanded and damn ruthless but also charming and kind. It’s what makes him good at turning.
Aziraphale is just a regular Soho bookseller who loves his shop and books and good food and wine when he’s approached by a woman claiming to be MI5, wanting to recruit him for espionage. The poor man is too trusting and gets the shock of his life when he’s approached by a charming but dangerous-looking man also claiming to be MI5.
Crowley recruits Aziraphale to double cross a double crosser and Aziraphale takes to espionage like a duck to water.
Danger, hijinks, and sex ensue.
13 Nov 2019
Aziraphale is sent to defeat or reform a notorious pirate captain, and who should he find but Crowley, who is having a great deal of fun being a pirate and looking very dashing while doing it.
13 Nov 2019
Aziraphale looked away, and poured himself another drink. “In any case, that looked unpleasant and I’m sorry to hear that’s a regular occurrence for you.”
Crowley felt weird, like he wanted to yell and punch a wall and cry and hug Aziraphale all at once. He settled on being defensive. “Oh, save it. You probably think it’s what we demons deserve for our wickedness.”
Aziraphale’s gaze turned serious. “You don’t deserve that, Crowley,” he said, quietly but firmly.
An exploration of the serious toll Hell's physical and psychological grip has taken on Crowley since his Fall.