fic: nothing but the wild rain [Good Omens]

[raven]

I spent half my weekend writing this and stayed up till 1am to post it because apparently it's 2003. (I love Aziraphale and Crowley! What is HAPPENING.) I mean, I hope I am a better writer now than I was when I was 16, but seriously.

nothing but the wild rain
3300w, Crowley/Aziraphale. "The internet, Aziraphale!" Crowley says. "This is what the internet is for. This is, quite literally, what the internet is for."

"Oh," Aziraphale says, and Crowley knows, he just knows, that Aziraphale is going to say something about how it's jolly useful for hard-to-find first editions and tickets for the Last Night of the Proms.

or, Aziraphale and Crowley find sex confusing.

Comments

[daegaer]

I approve of it being 2003 (for me too, it seems, haha!) - long may this last :-)

[raven]

Oh I'm so happy. I reread some of yours, by the way! 16 years has not diminished them.

[daegaer]

Aww, thank you <333

I'm feeling all the feels. *happy sigh*

[glinda]

That is utterly delightful!

[raven]

Thank you friend <3