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The garden of forking paths by bibliocratic

Fate, or something by HermaeusMora

Clutching Daffodils by Gemi

Beastly Behavior by Prim_the_Amazing

Yesterday is here by CirrusGrey

ceylon, assam, and darjeeling by Sciosa

Thank you to these amazing writers for their stories 💕

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p.s. what should I read next? I'm always on the lookout for really good fics (but especially sweet JonMartin fics)

I’ve gathered a few for you dear!

If This Is All We Have by Lurlur (G)

The world hadn't ended. Crowley was drunk and Aziraphale was worried.

Tonight might be their last night on Earth, or anywhere else for that matter.

Crowley had invited him to stay, but Aziraphale has other ideas.

A Touch Like Sunlight by goodomensblog (just_quintessentially_me), just_quintessentially_me (T)

"After the apoca-wasn’t, time carries on - as time does. Days bleed into months, and months into years.

And through it all, Heaven and Hell remain unnervingly silent.

Crowley and Aziraphale sometimes catch sight of them - angels more often than demons. Not because the demons are any better at sneaking about; there are simply less of them sneaking (between the two, Heaven’s always been the more vengeful). But their watchers - whether angel or demon - don’t go so far as to speak. Rather, they observe - usually from some distance, dark gazes following. Watching."

Ch.1 A Touch Like Sunlight: Crowley accidentally threatens an Archangel.

Ch. 2 A Love Like Moonlight: When Aziraphale is threatened by angels who seek justice for Aziraphale's crimes against Heaven, Crowley comes up with a plan to keep him safe from harm.

The Sins of Love by FeatherBlack (jatty) (T)

Crowley goes missing for a decade and Aziraphale isn't sure whether or not he should be worried. That is, until Crowley crashes onto the floor of his shop in a state almost worse than death.

wherever you are, i'll come to you by mutalune (T)

“Are you alright? What’s all this about then?”

“Ah. Well. I might have slipped.”

“Slipped?”

“Took a bit of a tumble, I’m afraid,” Aziraphale said. “But, well. What’s done is done.”

“What’s done - ?”

“Now that I’m no longer beholden to a rather arbitrary moral code, I have to ask: Do you pay taxes? Actually, more importantly, do you think I can stop paying taxes now? That seems like a sufficiently demonic thing to do. Refusing to do my civic duty and whatnot. Quite devious, I’d argue.”

This was, in hindsight, not the most sensitive way of breaking the news.

how big the hourglass, how deep the sand by bibliocratic (G)

After the Apocalypse, and with characteristic slowness, both Crowley and Aziraphale think there might be something they need to sit down and talk about.

And then Aziraphale disappears.

how big the hourglass, how deep the sand

By bibliocratic ( @bibliocratic )

Summary:

After the Apocalypse, and with characteristic slowness, both Crowley and Aziraphale think there might be something they need to sit down and talk about.

And then Aziraphale disappears.

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Oh so much angst in this one! I had moments of real pain (like when I read how many years...) reading this. Such strong emotion and powerful writing. There’s a second/follow up, too! The cover for it is below.

(I made this ages ago, sorry for the old author name on the covers!)

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Cover images created by me, adapted from stock photos from unsplash.com. I download my favorite fics and upload a custom cover.

‘winter’ - jonmartin

Jon lays a hand on Martin’s arm and nearly recoils. Martin’s skin is ice cold, like he had brushed his hands against a snow-covered marble statue. Still, his hand stays, as unperturbed as he can manage. For Martin. Jon swallows and takes a deep breath.

Martin’s eyelashes are frosted, and Jon would almost declare it beautiful if it weren’t for the horrifically dead expression behind Martin’s eyes. An expression that Jon would give more than all his ribs to erase; it just feels so wrong. He hates it. He hates it, he detests Peter, he hates the Institute. But all that hate melts when he thinks of Martin. Of how alive Martin once was, his shy, tentative smile as he held out a warm mug of tea, his barking laugh when Tim made a snarky comeback, the steely determination in his eye when he told Jon of his plan to stop Elias. 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18320123

Thank you!

it’s the light (it’s the obstacle that casts it) by bibliocratic (T)

 It's like having a curtain pulled back on something he wasn't expecting to see. A surprise punch-and-judy at an up-scale restaurant, a lobster thermidor when he's ordered an ale.

Crowley's gleefully trying to wrap his head around the fact that Aziraphale is speaking Polari. Because of course he is.

Or: The Patron Saint of London's LGBT Community is real, and he lives in Soho.

I found these, dear, that mention polari! I don’t know how much of it is actually in there, but I hope it still is what you’re looking for!

A Little Bit Of Respect by heyitsdia0 (T)

A few months after he gives the tartan flask to Crowley back in 1967, a friend decides to take Aziraphale out to a local nightclub to help him forget his troubles.

But what happens when he gets there is nothing like he’s ever expected...

In the Pocket of the Universe by indieninja92 (E)

Immediately after the church scene (and The Slow Zoom of Homosexual Panic), Aziraphale takes Crowley out for dinner in the only place still open in the middle of an air raid. Feelings closely follow.

Explicit rating for the second chapter only, which takes place after Armageddon't.

it's the light (it's the obstacle that casts it) by bibliocratic (T)

It's like having a curtain pulled back on something he wasn't expecting to see. A surprise punch-and-judy at an up-scale restaurant, a lobster thermidor when he's ordered an ale.

Crowley's gleefully trying to wrap his head around the fact that Aziraphale is speaking Polari. Because of course he is.

Or: The Patron Saint of London's LGBT Community is real, and he lives in Soho.

I think these two might fit the bill!

how big the hourglass, how deep the sand by bibliocratic

After the Apocalypse, and with characteristic slowness, both Crowley and Aziraphale think there might be something they need to sit down and talk about.

And then Aziraphale disappears.

How Do You Think I'm Going To Get Along Without You When You're Gone? by Pearl09

When Crowley thinks Heaven would go the extra mile to make Aziraphale Fall now that he has survived Hellfire, he decides to keep Aziraphale's body to try and keep him safe. Except, he doesn't tell Aziraphale that's the reason why. Aziraphale takes it as a betrayal from his closest friend; from the person he loved. Heaven is two steps ahead, though, and Crowley is forced to run back to Aziraphale for help.

Does anyone else know any others?