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...
Lingering Omens
"Everyone wishes life were that simple; but that never is the case." KeiDred muttered, staring at the ceiling of their oak-crafted home, the rafters above seemingly like that of a church steeple. "But that's never the case for most..." he adds to that,...
Dancing in the Dark
Maciah sighed as she strode through the quiet hall, her heart racing. Guards donning ornate leather armor similar to hers lined the walls, strung fangs clacking together from neck, wrists, and thighs. Though theirs was a lush green her own armor was...
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...
Day 14 Betrayal
Goodbye omen, possibly forever if you don't escape soon."
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...
To Your Own Defences
Following omens and signs of a long foretold prophecy, gwen and artos head to the nearest roman fort to check if the rumours of their withdrawal are true.
Far from the Empyreans
“yes,” confirmed the lord, spreading his legs before the omen slipped his arms beneath the knees. and blaidd was then, much to his shame and pleasure, on the first rank to see his lord being taken by the omen. he’d already seen his lord’s asshole.
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...
The Wayward Fang
Maciah crouched in the underbrush and examined the signs of passage. A bent twig, a depressed bit of ground devoid of leaves, the unfelt marks left by scales. Easy to see now that she knew the dragon had gone through here, but that was not to say that...
Café Plaisir: Shadow of Eclipse: Finale
omen nodded and shifted allowing hastur a better look into the room. the mimikyu locked their eyes on the linoone and briefly seemed to freeze. " **...sorry.**" they murmured. "indeed..." prometheus looked back at omen.
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...