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Gorgeous 😍😍

Just a little smooch for you 💕

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Chapter 3 of Rapture on the Seas is out! This chapter is a look back into the past, the solo traveler’s pilot program, and how Flower and Rose came to meet. (TW: Explicit content.)

Excerpt: At first, Crowley called him Dandy, and had even asked if his real name was Dan (reply: ‘🤣🤣🤣 not even close’). The nickname didn’t fit, though, and it wasn’t long before he landed on Flower instead. Flower countered by calling him Rose instead of Poison, as he’d suggested.

‘It’s your own fault for naming yourself poison-rose,’ he wrote when Crowley complained. He grumbled in reply, but was secretly pleased.

Fic: Human AU, fluff-and-smut, enemies-to-lovers, E rated.

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Zee broke into another full-bodied laugh and was still giggling when Lee joined them at the table. His face immediately sobered when he saw her. “Lee? Did something happen?”

She swiped at her eyes, which had gone teary, and shook her head. “No, no. It’s…oh it’s just so good to see you, Zee.”

His brows furrowed at that, but Crowley understood at once. He wondered when Zee had last been this open and unguarded around her. Given what he knew, it was likely a couple decades. When Lee sent a grateful look toward him, he smiled and gave a minute shrug. “Right. Have you two eaten here before? What should I order? Actually, scratch that. If I give Zee leave to make recommendations, I’ll probably end up eating something depressingly gourmet with notes of citrus and fire.”

“Fuck off! You may not like my wine choices, but you’ve never complained about my food.”

“You do realize that I do ninety percent of the cooking, yeah?”

Lee watched them like they were a tennis match. When the two men grinned at each other, she said, “Got it. If you know, you know.”

***** Chapter 23 is published, in which Crowley meets Zee’s sister, Zee is subjected to a surprise gathering, and Crowley experiences another flashback.

Fic description: Zee (Aziraphale) Marsh is a widowed hermit who secretly writes bestselling romance novels under the pseudonym Bella Swansea. His life is rigorously controlled until his new downstairs neighbor arrives. Anthony Crowley causes something to come alive in Zee that he hasn't seen in over twenty years, but Crowley brings with him some of his own very dark secrets. // Human AU, E rating.

#good omens #good omens fanfiction #fanfiction #good omens fic #good omens au #gomens #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #aziraphale #crowley #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer

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I don’t think we talk about this scene enough, this is literally couple behavior. Married behavior, sitting next to each other on the same chair with one person leaning over the other.

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Gorgeous!!

Got myself some Good Omens tattoo today 🐍

(I absolutely love it)

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Aziraphale: What are you in the mood for? Crowley: World domination. Aziraphale: That's a bit ambitious. Crowley: You are my world. Aziraphale: Aww… Crowley: Aziraphale: Crowley: Aziraphale: OH.

#good omens

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Chapter 2 of Rapture on the Seas is live, featuring a very drunk Crowley, a lot of name-play, too many text messages, and a bunch of strangers meeting awkwardly for the first time around a dinner table. TW for inadvertent body shaming. (Also this is probably my fave illustration that I've ever done!)

Excerpt: It was the imperious we that did it. Crowley could take the play on his name—he deserved that one, after all—and he’d heard nothing but varying degrees of contempt out of this man all day. The false concern, though; the snotty implication that there could ever be a we…it was too much. He snapped. “It’s Crowley, as you damn well know.”

“Imagine that. You do care about chosen names.”

Fic: Human AU, fluff-and-smut, enemies-to-lovers, E rated.

#good omens #good omens fanfiction #fanfiction #good omens fic #good omens au #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #aziraphale #crowley #gomens #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer #good omens fanart #it didn't come out bad this time! #enemies to lovers

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*farquaad point* he bewitched him body and soul

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to hold me like water,

or christ, hold me like a knife

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I've started something new!

Ch 1 — Bad Omens: In which Zira wildly misinterprets an overture, Crowley makes an arse of himself, and the two board a transatlantic cruise as enemies. (And also as anonymous online partners, though they don’t know this yet, of course.)

Fic: Human AU, fluff-and-smut, enemies-to-lovers, E rated.

Excerpt under the cut:

His face closed up into an expression that he knew people considered supercilious, though in reality, it was the only way he could prevent himself from spilling something mortifying, like a whimper. Or tears. The stranger’s smile faltered slightly, and it gave Zira the strength to speak.

“If you’re looking to queue-jump, I’m afraid you’ve come to the wrong person.”

“I—no—um—”

It felt good to fight back. Zira could feel the indignation burning inside him now. He was fifty-five, not twenty-five; long past the age when he let straight men take advantage of him simply by flashing an inviting grin. How dare he! “The back of the line is that way,” he said, pointing.

The man’s forehead was scrunched up, his smile completely gone now, but with the glasses hiding his eyes, Zira couldn’t read the expression. After a moment, he gave a sarcastic salute and the hint of a bow as he said, “Right. Okay. Message received. Have a good trip.”

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n-no, certainly not

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“You sound very enthusiastic,” Lee said. Crowley just snorted. “What kind of car is that? Looks fancy.”

“Some old-as-fuck vintage Bentley that makes no logical sense to own,” Zee said.

“Fuck off,” Crowley said. “It’s hardly vintage—2005 model, and I bought it secondhand.”

Zee exchanged a mischievous look with Lee. “This is the man who shops at IKEA for furniture.”

“Priorities! I spend more time in my car than I do in my flat!”

“Does his IKEA-habit matter if he’s living with you anyway?” Lee asked, earning a cackle from Crowley.

Zee waggled a finger at his mobile. “Now, now, sis—you’re meant to be on my side here.” Before she could respond, he raised an eyebrow and said, “And I want you to tell me what you’re planning, oh devious one. With this whole hotel-and-overnight-stay deal. Because I know you’re planning something.”

“What are you talking about?” Her feigned innocence did nothing to convince him. “Is it so wrong of me to want to spend more time with my brother and his new partner? His first partner after so many years? One who might be a brother-in-law before I next see him, at the rate you two are going?”

Crowley snorted again. Zee rolled his eyes. “It’s not that bad.”

“You two are taking ‘U-Haul lesbian’ to a new level.”

***** Chapter 22 is live – time to meet the new neighbor and head out to meet Zee’s sister! (ie lots of domestic fluff and ineffable bickering)

Fic description: Zee (Aziraphale) Marsh is a widowed hermit who secretly writes bestselling romance novels under the pseudonym Bella Swansea. His life is rigorously controlled until his new downstairs neighbor arrives. Anthony Crowley causes something to come alive in Zee that he hasn't seen in over twenty years, but Crowley brings with him some of his own very dark secrets. // Human AU, E rating.

#good omens #good omens fanfiction #good omens fic #fanfiction #good omens au #gomens #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #aziraphale #crowley #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer

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😍😍😍

In which Aziraphale is glad that Crowley is making new friends

#good omens #aziraphale #crowley #muriel #inneffable husbands

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And to nobody's surpsise; this week end auroras made me draw yet another aurora scene : D

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*cough* he's thsick...

(more vampire au) (timelapse for subs)

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It was Friday afternoon by the time Crowley remembered his resolution to read a Bella Swansea novel. Zee was bent over his typewriter, so Crowley wandered over to the bookshelves. The sheer volume of choice was daunting, but he reminded himself: He didn’t need to read them all. Just one. Just enough to be a supportive partner. To praise the style or quality or whatever it was about books that you were meant to praise. He’d ask Ana.

He reached to grab a volume at random when Zee’s voice cut sharply across the room. “What are you doing?”

Crowley jumped and whipped around, his hands hiding automatically behind his back even though they were empty. “N-nothing! I wasn’t—I didn’t—I—” He forced his mouth shut and swallowed hard.

“I’m so sorry.” Zee’s expression had changed to a cross between contrition and anguish. “I didn’t mean for that to—to—”

Crowley tried to wave it aside. “S’fine. Minor trauma reaction. I’m fine.” His heart was still jumping wildly in his chest, but he smiled.

Zee wasn’t fooled. “Right. Not good when my minor panic reaction and your minor trauma reactions feed each other. We’ll need to…figure that out.”

***** Chapter 21 is up! Zee struggles with loss, difficult tasks, and the consequences of old choices—but in struggling, finds strength and hope with Crowley beside him. (Includes a short-but-skippable explicit scene.)

Fic description: Zee (Aziraphale) Marsh is a widowed hermit who secretly writes bestselling romance novels under the pseudonym Bella Swansea. His life is rigorously controlled until his new downstairs neighbor arrives. Anthony Crowley causes something to come alive in Zee that he hasn't seen in over twenty years, but Crowley brings with him some of his own very dark secrets. // Human AU, E rating.

#good omens #good omens fanfiction #good omens fic #fanfiction #good omens au #gomens #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #crowley #aziraphale #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer

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I can't stop thinking about Aziraphale, being sent to protect Job's goods, assuming that he's the victim of a joke.

Of course, it turns out even worse than he imagines. But the simple assumption that he is being pranked by heaven reveals so much about his experiences there and demonstrates the disconnect between this most sincere and loving being, and the callous, manipulative machinations of his ethereal colleagues.

It makes my heart ache.