So this is a new idea I had and it's that u send me a fan art pic (good omens) or I find one and then I write about it XD
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Another quick thing I'm so sorry to someone that has requested a smut story on here I will probably do one in the future but for now I'm not rlly that good with writing smut so I will try one day sorry guys I feel rlly bad hope u can forgive me lol feel free to leave more suggestions I'm so sorry, hope u guys understand :D on with the story!
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"Love you..." said the platinum blonde angel passionately as he lent in towards Crowley, shocked, he slowly leant in too. They gazed into each others eyes and just as their lips where about to meet, Crowley woke up and sat up abruptly in his dark bed. Another knock echoed  through the spacious apartment. "Crowley, my dear boy isn't it time you woke up! I miss you!" Said a slightly irritated voice. Crowley was still half asleep and couldn't quite grasp what was going on- he had been asleep for a century after all. He heard aziraphale sigh loudly, followed by the snap of his fingers as he miracles himself inside the cold apartment.

Crowley panicked (gay panic) as footsteps became closer to his room. How do I look? The angel can't see me like this! He thought alarmed. He noticed a mirror on the other side of the room and saw that his hair had grown past waist length and had fallen into long red curls that puffed everywhere and hung down his back. He did what seemed to be the only reasonable option and as he heard his door click unlocked he flopped down and pretended to be asleep. He looked very peaceful, aziraphale noted- how could a demon, a creature of evil, look so innocent, pure, good even. Aziraphale marvelled at his appearance for a moment before Crowley made a huge fake yawn. "Oh, hello angel!" He said trying his hardest to sound cool, sleep laced his voice as he didn't do a very good job of hiding it.

"You have been asleep for a century dear!" Aziraphale remarked exasperated, but still a broad grin plastered on his face. "Oh, really! That long! Not again!" He groaned sitting up. As he did his long hair puffed behind him and practically popped out. "Oh, dear your hair!" He said surprised "I know I know," Crowley said cutting him off- he raised his hand ready to miracle it away (he was now much more awake and able to miracle) but Aziraphale took his wrist "no dear, i was going to say it looks- beautiful!" He gawped. "W-wai- wot- really?" Crowley stuttered. "Yes dear, it's wonderful." He said warmly. "You know, maybe you can sleep a little longer." He said. Crowley stared at him puzzled. "As long as I can join you!" He said through a grin. Crowley's face turned a deep shade of red as he invited the angel into his bed. He settled in and nestled into Crowley's bushy hair as they both fell asleep...
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Sorry it was short lol feel free to leave suggestions :)