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mrscakeishere ¡ 6 days
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mrscakeishere ¡ 29 days
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Time to see your...Ornithologist?
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Well...is it?
What on earth - are those Candles? - is it a heron or a stalk? Why is that Potoo watching a documentary about wales?
This is good omens related you say?
If you wish to find out the answer to these questions, along side basking in the delightful issue of some of this fandoms most awesome* writers, artists and creative wranglers, come check out @goodomensafterdark first issue of WINGZ magazine - check it out now! (Strictly Adults only**)  ↓  ↓  ↓ 
*And there's also some Crank Nonsense of my own there too!
**Probably north of 30 to be on the safe side
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mrscakeishere ¡ 29 days
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These images all turned out so gorgeous!
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prints | ko-fi | commission [edit: prints available for this one] Crowley in Edo period Japan on her way to the beach to find out what the Fisherman's Wife was going on about. This piece is the second of THREE that I painted for the VERY FIRST ISSUE EVER of /r/GoodOmensAfterDark's WINGZ Magazine, a filthy smut rag that all of us---editors, directors, writers, and visual artists alike---are very proud to present to you. Check it out here: WINGZ Mag Spring '24 (Reddit) Direct link (PDF, 90MB) Direct link for Mobile (PDF, 8MB)
Detail shots in full res after the jumppppppp
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mrscakeishere ¡ 29 days
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Soooo excited to be a part of this with so many fantastic artists and writers including @polychromicron-persei-8! Take a look and see if you can spot the two Polycakes articles that are attending the work of two fabulous artists!
GOAD Secret Project takes WingZ!
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Itz HERE!
Ladies and gentlemen, goblins and ghouls, and everyone in between. There might have been mention of a super secret project involving smut and wingz and such, and we’re not going to hold it in any longer! After many sleepless nights and sleepless days and general sleeplessness, we are proud to present to you, dear reader, the first issue of Wingz Magazine in all its glory.
Two PDFs for you, the first is a portable one that you can look at on your phone and the second is a fancy super extra pixel version (recommended for printing). Enjoy with a glass of Talkisker… in privacy 😏
🕊️ Mobile Friendly Wingz Magazine 01
Print Quality Wingz Magazine 01 🪽
Those asking for a suggestion to get this printed can try here: https://mixam.com/ but feel free to shop around cause costs can vary.
Cheers to all our magnificent contributors!
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mrscakeishere ¡ 30 days
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The Reveal!
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Hello Where's Wally/Waldo afficionados!
Can you spot Aziraphale in Soho?
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mrscakeishere ¡ 30 days
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🤣 I'll reveal the answer later today in GOAD. Until then, keep looking!
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Hello Where's Wally/Waldo afficionados!
Can you spot Aziraphale in Soho?
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mrscakeishere ¡ 1 month
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Hello Where's Wally/Waldo afficionados!
Can you spot Aziraphale in Soho?
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WIP TAG GAME
If you’re tagged, make a new post and share one to two sentences from your most recent unposted WIP(s) with zero context. Let your followers guess!
Tagged by @nosferatini and others. I think @polychromicron-persei-8 ? @fishey-me ? If not, then consider yourselves tagged. 😆
I don't really have a WIP at the moment but then remembered I had a bunch of weird scribblings after contemplating my prior employment. I was clearly having a moment. 🤣
1. If employment in Hell is like working at the DMV, then Heaven is like working at a university. Sure, they say everyone is special, that they embrace the beauty and diversity of all of God's creatures and creations, but at the end of the day, if you want to succeed, you need to sit down, shut up, and conform, conform, conform.
2. It was also why angels like Muriel, who had never left the Heavenly system, were still blissfully unaware of the bulls**t they endured as they remained isolated from everyone except the occasional visit from a higher-ranking angel who would only offer a few condescending words about how important they were to the institution before picking up whatever document they requested and scurrying on their way to continue with “their work.”
Tagging: @paperclipninja @ineffablyruined @hakunahistata
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mrscakeishere ¡ 1 month
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Desperately wondering what would happen if Crowley thought dirty talk was similar to talking to a plant?
If so, you might like this short, second excerpt of gardener-plant roleplay (explicit! Kind of...) from Just Your Garden Variety Kink (Rated Explicit, mind the tags)!
Brought to you by me and @polychromicron-persei-8. You can read it under the cut!
“You know, anthuriums are highly toxic plants—too dangerous for human consumption.”
“Is that so?” Aziraphale replied, only partially present.
“Lucky for you, I’m not human.”
“Why does that make me lucky?”
Crowley drew in a patient breath. “Because if I was human, I couldn’t provide you with the right growing conditions. They require a lot of heat, you see. And a great deal of humidity.” Satan, I’m good at this, Crowley thought.
Aziraphale gritted his teeth. The last thing he needed right now was a botanical pop quiz. “Wherever might we find such an environment?”
Crowley licked his lips, sauntered towards the angel, and dropped to his knees, tugging the lace panties even further down the angel’s thighs. He knew exactly where they could find such an environment. He was, after all, the best damned horticulturist in the United Kingdom. Possibly even the Commonwealth. Crowley placed his lips against the tip of Aziraphale’s spadix. Let’s see Alan Titchmarsh top THIS.
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mrscakeishere ¡ 2 months
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Paradigm Shift
Explicit, ~14K
“Apologies, apologies! The time got away from me.” Aziraphale Fell entered the room brightly, a binder in one hand, tea mug in the other.  Crowley’s languid sprawl went rigid as the senior accounting analyst who had been the indulgent secret in the back of his mind took the seat opposite him.
Or, Crowley Pines at the Office: An AU.
Written for @voluptatiscausa for the @gospexchange 🖤 Inspired by the song Ache for You.
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mrscakeishere ¡ 2 months
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I got tagged! Thanks @scholarlystrumpet-blog !
Rules: colour the sentences that are true about you ✨
I'm over 5'5 / i wear glasses or contacts / i have blonde hair / i often wear sweatshirts / i prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / i have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / i typically wear makeup / i don't often smile / resting bitch face / i play sports / i play an instrument / i know more than one language / i can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / i've never dated anyone / i have a best friend i've known for over five years / i am an only child
Tagging: @polychromicron-persei-8 @ineffablyruined @paperclipninja
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mrscakeishere ¡ 2 months
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Remember when Friday night was X-Files night?
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Crowley remembers!
You can find out just how much he loves the show, and his journey with Muriel to solve the mystery of the missing archangel in Pass the Remote, Angel. (Rated M).
This one is an oldie, but a goodie. Well...I think it's a goodie, but then again, I wrote it, so I'm biased. 😆
I posted it today on @goodomensafterdark for the first time, to spread the paranormal love. Summary and excerpt below.
Summary:
Aziraphale has returned to Heaven, leaving Crowley a tv binge-watching wreck. However, healing can come from the most unlikeliest of places. While Muriel has been instructed to provide daily reports of the demon’s emotional state, they find that sharing time together, even by watching a scary show, can be the catalyst that builds friendships. And they’d probably both be couch potatoes by now if the Supreme Archangel hadn’t just gone missing.
Excerpt:
In the first week following Aziraphale’s return to Heaven, Crowley had experienced multiple stages of grief. When he stood by his car, he was in denial. When he stole Aziraphale’s tartan blanket from the bookshop, he was in the throes of anger. And for the several days that he sat in his chair trying to talk to a God that never listens, he engaged in bargaining.
Now he was in the sad-TV-binge-watching stage. And when you’re an occult being that has just broken up with an angel you never technically dated, you binge the X-Files.
It had been one of Crowley’s favorite shows during the 90s after the Golden Girls went off the air. He had found most of the tales preposterous, but he had become rather invested in Mulder and Scully’s relationship. It was clear the two humans wanted each other and the sexual tension was excruciating to watch, all of which made the show maddening and addictive. His emotional attachment to the paranormal crime fighting duo’s relationship used to bother him, but back then he could never put his finger on exactly why.
And now here he was, over twenty years later, lying on the couch with his fourth bottle of Merlot and watching season three, having an epiphany that transcended the manifestation of Jesus.
“I’m Mulder.”
Mulder. Passionate, intuitive, tall. Slightly unhinged, but reasonably paranoid. Always trying to convince the stubborn Agent Scully of the Truth and failing even when the Truth is staring directly in her face in the form of a giant galactic spaceship. And he was “spooky.” Crowley liked spooky.
And then there was Scully. Kind, intelligent, a bit short. Often pouty, but adorably cute. Always so sure of her faith in God. And clearly pining for Mulder while pushing him away for years because she didn’t think she could ever have a real future with him.
F**king Scully.
He considered throwing what was left of the bottle of merlot at the television.
Continue reading on Ao3.
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mrscakeishere ¡ 2 months
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Crowley recognizes Aziraphale's *ahem* sword from at least 10 feet away after millennia of not seeing it.
He could pick it out of a crowd of... swords.
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🎧Someone is Calling Him Shorewards🎧
Podfic by @nosferatini
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🎧Listen to Chapter 1 on AO3/SoundCloud🎧
Listeners Beware! Here be Chapter 1 of the haunting, heart-wrenching masterpiece by @harlotofupdog, with enchanting music by the amazing @paperclipninja. Fanart by the talented @wingsofopal . Thank you for being part of this ferry ride with me! 🌊
And thanks harlot, for letting us pour what’s left of our hearts out for your writing 🖤
Summary:
“There’s a storm coming.”
The stranger’s words are torn neatly away by the wind like India paper from a Bible, but Crowley reads them on his lips. No shit, he thinks. He nods and shoves his freezing hands deeper into his pockets as icy rain stings his cheeks. Silly idea, wandering up here as the black, roiling clouds coursed towards the shore. The waves are white-tipped and boiling, and any sounds not snatched up by the wind are swiftly claimed by the steady rumble of seawater crashing against indifferent cliffs below.
Podfic Chapter updates will be posted each Sunday!
If you haven’t read it, it’s time to break your own heart! Read harlot’s fic (currently thru chapter 8) here: Someone is Calling Him Shorewards (AO3)
Check out wingsofopal On Instagram!
Thanks to @goodomensafterdark and @whickberstreetwriters for their emotional and creative support during the recording of this fic!
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mrscakeishere ¡ 2 months
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More Ineffable Invaders ✨
I had to do it, they’re just too silly goofy and fun
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WRITING PATTERN TAG GAME!
Ok, I'm going to do it!
Rules: List the first line of your last (up to) 10 fics and see if there's a pattern! In order from oldest to newest:
1. In the first week following Aziraphale’s return to Heaven, Crowley had experienced multiple stages of grief. [Pass the Remote, Angel]
2. Crowley stood on the corner across from the bookshop. [The Gift of an Invitation]
3. So many people, and not one needs me. [Messin' Around the Delta Quadrant]
4. A six-foot lizard had been orbiting the Veselka cafe. [ Back in the Good Old World]
5. “Smutty smut smut smut,” mumbled Crowley. [A Demon Gets His Due]
6. Crowley was standing in the bookshop feeling impressed with himself. [Thirst]
7. “The Cake is here!” [Cake Angst]
8. Crowley had fallen off his horse again. [The Fallen]
9. Two over-stuffed tartan suitcases filled with large leather-bound books floated just south of Orion’s Belt. [Enterprising Aziracrow]
10. Crowley had been hoarding all the Swizzels Love Hearts. [Rated E, Swizzels, My Valentine]
I was tagged by the lovely and talented @gaiaseyes451 and @thescholarlystrumpet.
Insights: 1) I forgot I wrote a couple of these. 2) Crowley features a lot. 3) Somebody (usually Crowley) is often, although not always, running, standing, thinking, or doing something. Let me know if I'm missing anything!
What do your first sentences look like @polychromicron-persei-8, @ineffablyruined and @paperclipninja
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