#ineffabledoll

Oooo, hmm. That's a ficlet, I'm pretty sure, and an older one too... I do remember that it takes place right after Good Omens canon, with Aziraphale and Crowley coming home from the Ritz.

Hello!

I used this tag to find Comforting! Aziraphale fics! Here’s some I found:

Catch Me, I’m Falling (Again) by SnakesandTea (T)

Crowley has PTSD from his fall. A thunderstorm triggers him. Aziraphale does his best to care for his demon.

This Halfway Thing by amerande (M)

An unexpected encounter leaves Crowley badly hurt and starting to realize that perhaps things cannot simply continue as they have always been.

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A hurt/comfort story spanning the last few hundred years before the end of the world. M Rating is mostly for mature themes (and just a little bit of the last chapter).

carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters by IneffableDoll (T)

Crowley was on the floor, in the bookshop, and he was holding a book. His hands started trembling and he didn’t know why. (Triggers are not always obvious. They do not always burn.) 

Sometimes I Will Need You to Dry My Tears by Aethelflaed (T)

Sometimes it takes him, the mood, the spiral of self-doubt and self-disgust that makes Crowley wonder why he ever even bothered trying. A numbing weight across his emotions leaving nothing but despair.

But then, in his darkest moments, there is always Aziraphale...

Not Supposed To Be The Same by Snowfilly1 (M)

''M sorry. Want me to leave?'

'What? No, Crowley. You'll do no such thing.'

The morning after their meeting in Rome, a distraught Crowley comes looking for Aziraphale. He'd been put on Earth to protect and guard, after all. Would it be so awful to extend that care to the demon?

If you know of any other caretaking Aziraphale fics, please feel free to put them in the comments!

Of course!

Painstakingly Drafted by IneffableDoll (T)

Crowley fell three times. The first Fall was from Heaven, the tumble through the firmament that shattered their wings and body. They still bore the physical marks of that, and always would. The second, they fell in love with humans. Humanity, the Earth, all of it. How could they do anything else? And the third time? Well. It was less a fall than a saunter vaguely downward.

Of course!

Cast Me Down, for Love is my Sin by IneffableDoll

Crowley untangled himself immediately and stood in a rush. There was little in this world that he was sure of, even after all this time, and most facts in his confidence were all things relating to Aziraphale. And one of those things was this: if he stayed here any longer, he was going to kiss the angel and then he’d ruin everything again, again.

In which there are a lot of emotions, a decent amount of eye contact, at least three words spoken at some point, and yes, a kiss.

Ooh, good choice of word! Thanks for the ask. :)

He looked at Aziraphale, smiling the soft, golden smile that had been the subject of an entire set of haiku in one of Crowley’s earliest publications.