#heres a little confession of things that I like in G/t

[aziraphales-library]

Hello!! :) I don’t know if I should make different posts for different requests but here goes- i’d appreciate it a lot if you had any recommendations for aziracrow fics set in/near the edinburgh, 1827 flashback OR fics where crowley and his bentley are connected in some way (like in s2 ep3). Thank you!

Hi! We have #the resurrectionists and #the bentley tags, so check those out. Here are a couple of fics to add to each tag...

one demon’s peril (is another car’s pain) by gravitron (T)

It’s Soho’s second Christmas without Aziraphale, and things are bound to go wrong. Muriel finds a book, Crowley has a panic attack, and the Bentley goes berserk due to the intrinsic connection she and her owner have to share. Surprisingly, this does not end all that bad.

Custom-Made Comfort by EdosianOrchids901 (T)

But the Bentley also quickly learned something else about its owner, something it didn’t understand. Some days, Crowley moved slowly, made strange noises, and sat in the driver’s seat for a long time once he got in. Not wanting to go anywhere, not doing anything. Just sitting there, silent aside from the occasional groans and ragged breaths. Something was wrong with him. But what?

Lean Your Weight To Me by YamiSnuffles (T)

Aziraphale is filled with dread when Hell takes Crowley for his good deeds in Edinburgh. He can do nothing to help. Nothing but wait and be there when the demon finally returns.

Elspeth and the Beanstalk by Dragonfire42, JustZrero (T)

What if... Aziraphale drank the laudanum instead of Crowley? A reverse AU from the minisode "The Resurrectionists," where Aziraphale changes size instead of Crowley after drinking the laudanum, inspired by the fairytale Jack and the Beanstalk. “Did he just shrink?” Elspeth screeched. “One problem at a time, hen,” Crowley said, stepping past the gaping girl to carry Aziraphale outside. The angel held tightly to his thumb to keep from falling off, and started giggling. “I guess you could say I’m performing Sleight of Hand!�� He looked at Crowley’s large thumb and laughed even harder.

Twin (s Up In) Flames by gravitron (T)

Crowley and the Bentley go way back. With miraculous coincidence, money, and a wee bit of drunk demon dealings, he and the Bentley grew a bond no other being and his car could craft. They were basically stuck together for the rest of time, almost functioning like interchangeable beings. All it did was cost a bit of Crowley’s soul. Well—maybe not a little, more like a quarter, but you couldn’t blame him. It’s not like he planned to damage the thing anytime soon, and Crowley could take the pain if needed be. That was part of the deal, after all. They’d be just fine. (or; good omens, but crowley and the bentley are actually magically linked together and feel each other’s pain. this causes some things.)

The Night I Met God… The truly honest and merciful confessions of Mrs Elspeth McConnell, fee McKinnon. (Wife, Mother, Parishioner, Pub Landlady). by PhoenixLeigh (G)

The year is now 1882. After her mother's funeral, Elspeth's daughter returns to her childhood home and ends up "vaguely sauntering" down memory lane when she comes across her mother's diary, with only a few entries written inside... But each one opens up doors to a tale of biblical proportions! You may remember her mother as Elspeth McKinnon, a former grave robber and experiencer of something magical and life-changing one night in a graveyard in 1827. But her only child remembers her mother as steadfast, faithful and too busy in her church. But all that changes as she continues to read... For all the girls, who became mothers while missing their own x

- Mod D

[st4rryyynight]

★So urh. A very specific yet, fluffy, G/t trope that I oddly adore is that erm.

Well. Giants wearing lipstick.

|☆| For some reason it makes me all flustered and stuff. No erm, I sometimes imagine a giant applying lipstick to their lips and then, well- just giving their beloved tiny, a kiss on their face or something. Maybe imprinting a faint lipstick mark on either their clothes or face, the tiny oblivious to the fact that their skin or outfit now is stained in their giants lipstick. Erm. Maybe the giant may find this a bit amusing, holding back a little laugh as to not alert their little partner of their now red stained- or whatever colour of the lipstick is, face and urm- |★| Or maybe the tiny could help the giant with their makeup? Maybe be the one applying lipstick to them, assisting them with getting ready for them to go out and stuff. And once they are done, prolly a bit tired from having to hold a makeup equipment that might just be larger than them- the giant decides to show their gratitude by erm, kissing them or something. Now in this scenario, the tiny could get frustrated because they just spend so much time on painting the giant's lips and stuff- but they also feel a bit flustered or- urhg.

..I have a problem I think.★