#goosewrites

[goosemagician]

A few Anti-Hero AU doodlies of Hero and RGB after they fail to save the world, the first time RGB gets Hero to smile/laugh after the fact, and some soft sleepy healing buckos to make up for it <3 (in that order)

Bonus piece of writing (poetry? Kinda?) under the cut! (It's also on AO3 as well)

The sickly white light that streamed through the window cast the room in harsh light and sharp shadows.

They kept the curtains closed. 

There was something different about the grief that split Hero’s chest open and threatened to tear her apart–the guilt that stirred and burned in her stomach like a hot coal begging to be doused. A great big hole had opened up inside of her and swallowed up everything that made her her. 

There was something different about the way RGB held her–the way he would see her shaking, picking at her hands, or chewing on her lip to try to abate the burning in her eyes and the lump in her throat. He would guide her hands apart, or ease her lip out from between her teeth, or rest his hands gently on her shoulders, then fold her into his arms and hold her until the hole inside of her stopped being so hungry or the coal stopped sizzling in her stomach. 

There was something different to his words. He no longer talked as often, or as loud, because Hero heard the colors dripping down the front of his screen. The cyan that perpetually flowed freely, and the yellow that followed it. But, amidst the sadness and fear, the grief and guilt and anguish she knew he felt just as deeply as she did, she could see green, plain as day when he turned his screen to her and smiled with wobbly test bars and heavy shoulders. 

When he spoke, it was quiet. Soft. 

“There, there,” he said one night while Hero failed to remember how to breathe. “I’ve got you, my love. I’m here. I’ve got you.” 

When Hero would reach for his cane, he offered his hand instead. 

He was so gentle. 

Everything outside had been sliced apart and bled out until nothing remained. Outside was brutal, and sick, and dead. 

But inside, with the curtains closed, she was held on the bottom bunk of her bed, wrapped up in her blankets in RGB’s lap. His chest was warm where she leaned into it, looking at the book he read from in one hand while the other smoothed across the top of her head. 

His voice was deep, and smooth, and very nearly succeeded at putting her to sleep. 

Sometimes his voice would shake. She would ask if he was okay, and he would pause before tilting his head, dripping green and cyan, and he would ruffle her hair without answering. 

Sometimes he would jolt awake in the small hours of the night, just like she would. His screen would leak until his lap was full of liquid color. Hero would find him on the bottom bunk, screen in his trembling hands, and she would crawl in front of him and pull his telly-head into her arms before she was wrapped in his. He held her so firmly Hero would think he was afraid of her disappearing. 

There was something different about the way they held each other together when all they wanted to do was shatter apart. 

There was something different. 

#For the next twelve years RGB is just thinking 'what have I done to this poor baby' #They are healing your honor #tpoh #the property of hate #tpoh rgb #tpoh hero #tpoh au #Anti-Hero AU #goosedraws #goosewrites #AKA RGB realizes that this child can no longer go 'home' and that he now has to take care of her #immediately accepts

[sophiegoose]

Yea, I have no excuses for this one, I just wanted to see them smooch.

Anyway, here's a drabble of Miguel O'Hara and LEGO Spiderman being in love (with some angst, as is my want).

Enjoy?

(Does contain spoilers for Across the Spider-Verse, be warned)

#goosewrites #fanfic #across the spider verse spoilers #across the spider verse #miguel o'hara #lego spiderman #peter parker Earth-13132 #crack ship #im not sorry for this #but i do feel a hint of shame #a smidgen even #giant tiny #macro/micro

[fuckyeahgoodomensfanfic]

Good Omens Fic Rec: amaretto

“Demons have laws?” Aziraphale asks, head cocked to the side.  “Well, insofar as nature has laws, yes. Is that your final request? Is that what it’ll be?” Aziraphale takes a moment to contemplate this. “Yes.”  Crowley nods, then holds the pad of his thumb out to Aziraphale’s mouth. “Lick it,” he commands. “Excuse me?” Aziraphale squeaks. Crowley notes that this is the first time Aziraphale has been outwardly puzzled at literally anything Crowley has done.  “In order for a demonic contract to be solidified, there needs to be a mixing of biological matter, and I’m assuming you’re not into bloodletting,” Crowley says, eyes wide. He’s been wrong before. ------- Aziraphale, a human, has grown used to being alone.  Everything changes for him when a unique occult relic falls into his hands and loops him into a contract with a mild-mannered (if a bit snarky) demon named Crowley. 

Length: 67,172 words

AO3 Rating: Explicit / Spice Level 🔥🔥🔥

Best for: Mostly Safe in Public, Romance, Human/Canon AU

Triggers: None/check author's notes.

Read it here, fic by goosewriting

*Minor Spoilers* This one is surprisingly sweet for being about a human Aziraphale who accidently summons and enters a contract with the demon Crowley. I really didn't have any expectations going in, but was still surprised by the domestic tone of this one. Aziraphale's request for the demon is a simple one, he just wants a companion. This story is for the lonely, those of us who have gotten used to the quiet. That's not to say it's gloomy or depressing, but melancholy and yearning hang over this story. They both are so alone, and scared of losing the precious thing they found in each other. The beach trip, the sleeping, and hair braiding were particularly beautiful moments in this. Very tender, very loving, all the good stuff.

On the other side of this tenderness is their manic attempts at finding a way to stay together. I loved the demon side characters this story brings in, and the way it plays with the world and laws of Hell. It was funny and original. The climax of this story was also very interesting and unique and includes illustrations which actually really helped me visualize what it was talking about!! I won't spoil any of that, but I found it a very satisfying conclusion. I will say, I had hoped Anathema and Tracy were going to be more involved towards the end, they knew what was going on and outside of providing some information they just kind of let Aziraphale walk into what could have been a bad situation. I think they could have used a little more fight.

Mostly safe in public, there is an explicit chapter towards the end but it will be marked if you prefer to skip it. Super cozy, domestic, warm, top tier yearning, it's everything you need for a lazy afternoon.

Read it here, fic by goosewriting

#good omens #good omens fanfiction #good omens fanfic #fanfic rec #aziracrow #good omens fic rec #aziraphale x crowley #amaretto #goosewriting #human au #non human au #books au #marriage #south downs cottage #safe in public #three flames #romance #bookseller au

[make-me-imagine]

hello :D for the spotify wrapped thingy, my third favourite number: 27 ✨

Hi~

#27: 'Carry You' by Ruella ft. Fleurie

This is quite a sad song but there is an underlying comfort and uplifting tone to it! The lyrics are very nice as well.

Song Link

xx

(Send me a number 1-100 for my Spotify Wrapped Playlist)

#ask #ask game #spotify game #goosewriting

[goose-writing-and-art]

Short Stories from my daily prompt sprints for NaNoWriMo 2022. Yet again another project I didn't keep up with all month lmao Please do not provide criticism, these were all written in like a single day or two with little to no revision as writing exercises. They're all just for fun and to fuck around with prompts and my own OCs :)

To Respect Death TW: Death, ghosts, taxidermy.

Three pre-teen boys find themselves exploring an old haunted house. (I wanted to write a subtler but still very much real ghosts ghost story.)

Comforting the Restless TW: Death, ghosts, autopsy, pondering of the afterlife. 

A forensic pathologist has a conversation with the ghost of an unknown murdered girl.  (Non-canon to Leo's story, but what if he talked to a ghost maybe?)

Trying to Make Amends TW: Intoxication, alcohol.

Killian attempts to apologize to someone he’d hurt in the past on his path to redemption. (A fic to appease my melodrama needs.)

Breaking the Cycle TW: Break up, hints at emotional abuse.

Killian finally leaves his on again, off again partner of 10 years.  (More melodrama bc I eat that shit for breakfast.)

Old Dog, Same Trick TW: Drug mention, addiction mention, guns, pain, crime/theft.

The space captain of a bounty hunter ship reunites with her old crew for a casual night of vehicular theft. (Sillier writing to just have fun with some of my SciFi ocs.)

Despite the Bruises TW: Injury, physical abuse, parental abuse, anxiety.

Yancey finds solace yet again in his best friend’s house, and is accepted as part of the family. (100% just a short comfort fic.)

Selfish Love TW: Emotional abuse, abusive relationship, anxiety and paranoia.

Leo finds himself struggling to feel “normal” in his new, healthier relationship. (More melodrama, yet also personally relatable.)

Ruin Him TW: Mention of physical abuse and domestic violence.

A soon to be mother chooses to leave her violent partner to protect her baby.  (A quick bit of insight into an OC's past.)

Finding Where You Belong TW: Depression, intoxication, alcohol.

Duncan realizes that he’s developed a familial connection with a young musician he’s been housing. (More comfort, if a little bit cheesy.)

#goosewriting! #nanowrimo #nanowrimo 2022 #short stories #writing #writing practices #writing exercises

[kaylasficrecs]

cal kestis recs

of bunk beds and confessions | imagine, fluff | @quizznag

home stopped being a place… | imagine, fluff | @geekywritings

you see me... for me | imagine, fluff | @geekywritings

a royal escape | imagine, fluff | @calkissed

birthdays | imagine, fluff | @thedaughersofferrix

dance with me | imagine, fluff | @geekywritings

can you hold me for a while? | imagine, fluff | @geekywritings

thaw | imagine, fluff (some angst) | @quizznag

nothing to lose | imagine, flangst | @multi-fandom-imagine

an elevator of all places | imagine, fluff | @multifandom-simp-page

i thought you were dead | imagine, flangst | @geekywritings

don't leave me | drabble, angst | @multi-fandom-imagine

can't lose you | imagine, flangst | @feyre-darling92

heartbeat like thunder | imagine, fluff | @sprout-fics

the first is always the hardest | imagine, flangst | @poedamern

proximity | one shot, fluff, smut | @vibrantbirdy

you are beautiful to me | imagine, fluff | @geekywritings

wherever you go, i go | series | @quizznag

cost of attachment | one shot, fluff | @djarintreble

you're here, we're here | imagine, flangst | @grievedeeply

come back to bed | imagine, comfort fluff | @geekywritings

wait, what? | imagine, fluff | @novaonhere

injured | imagine, fluff | @lemonsprite

make a house a home | imagine, fluff | @writings-of-a-hufflepuff

soon | one shot, flangst | @forever-rogue

echo | imagine, angst | @psychosith

familiarity | one shot, flangst (more fluff) | @vibrantbirdy

first kiss | imagine, fluff | @multi-fan-dom-madness

touch on touch | imagine, fluff | @frost-queen

a jedi & a droid | one shot, fluff | @weevil-wallflower

constant | one shot, fluff | @goosewriting

kiss it better | headcanon, flangst (comfort!) | @lyssaluvs

#here is my fave star wars boy #cal kestis x reader #masterlist #fic recs #star wars

[daisyfieldrecs]

Cal Kestis Fics

cost of attachment| One-Shot| Fluff| @djarintreble

Hanging on tight| One-Shot| Fluff| @frost-queen

Untitled|Blurb| Angst, Fluff| @multi-fandom-imagine

After| Blurb| Fluff, implied Smut| @multi-fandom-imagine

"is that my poncho?"| Blurb| Fluff| @multi-fandom-imagine

Peace| One-Shot| Smut| @woodolly

See It Through| One-Shot| Fluff, Angst,GN!Reader| @dingusfreakhxrrington

I'm Headed To The Mountains| One-Shot| Fluff| @spacesurfing

11:28 pm| Blurb| Fluff| @sincerelylea

Lost and Found|One-Shot| Angst, Fluff| @buubsii

A Royal Escape|One-Shot| Fluff, Angst| @calkissed

Through the Galaxy| One-Shot| Fluff| @xreader-obsessions

Silly Jedi| One-Shot| Fluff| @novaonhere

One Foot In Front Of The Other| One-Shot| Fluff| @novaonhere

A Future, A Home| One-Shot| Fluff| @novaonhere

Wait, What?| One-Shot| Fluff| @novaonhere

Stargazing| One-Shot| Fluff, implied Smut| @novaonhere

Buddy System| One-Shot| Fluff| @novaonhere

Backstabber| One-Shot| Angst, Fluff| @novaonhere

Golden| One-Shot| Fluff| @novaonhere

Pretty Boy| One-Shot| Fluff| @novaonhere

See You Later| One-Shot| @novaonhere

What a Tease| One-Shot| Smut| @novaonhere

"I Will Always Find You"| One-Shot| Angst, Fluff| @adventuringblind

Calentines Day| One-Shot| Fluff| @calkissed

Cal Kestis As Your Boyfriend| Headcanons| Fluff| @calkissed

cal kestis nsfw headcanons| headcanons| Smut| @grievedeeply

May the force be with you| One-Shot| Fluff| @layla4567

Definition| Series| Warnings in Each Chapter| @spacesurfing

Memories| One-Shot| Angst| @candyfloss5000

Wherever you go, I go| Pt. 2| Pt. 3| Series| Warnings in Each Chapter| @goosewriting

The Way He Looks At You| Series| Smut| @hereforthefanficsandromance

Of bunk beds and confessions| One-Shot| Fluff, Angst, GN!Reader| @goosewriting

"Home stopped being a place when you entered my life."| One-Shot| Fluff| @geekywritings

"You see me... for me."| One-Shot| Fluff| @geekywritings

Birthdays| One-Shot| Fluff| @thedaughersofferrix

"Dance with me."| One-Shot| Fluff| @geekywritings

"Can you hold me for a while?"| One-Shot| Fluff| @geekywritings

Cal put his nose where it didn't belong| One-Shot| Smut| @rainbowpumpkin

#ficrecs #daisyfieldrecs #cal kestis

[goosewriting]

url change!

just a little heads-up that i just changed my handle from quizznag to goosewriting✨

the old username has been bothering me for some time now, as a misspellt fantasy curse word started as a joke and never felt like my "brand" lol my theme and everything will still stay the same though, so i hope you'll still find me :')

also, hey, it's been a while... writer's block hit even harder when classes started. but i have a few things cooking right now, so i'll hopefully be back soon with new stuff 👀 how have you all been?? i've missed you<3

#goose honks

[foolishlovers]

18. 😭 - please! I need some hard angst recs 👀

here, have some angsty fics 🥺💜

18. 😭 - a fic that ripped your heart out (but it hurt so good)

in the house we remain (M, 48k) by commodorecliche

Aziraphale buys a quiet cottage in the middle of the English countryside. It is perfect in every way: old-style, quaint, surrounded by wilderness, with a small water feature in the back and a price to rival that of any other property he's seen. He is in love from the moment he sees it. But when a mysterious set of books, all written by unknown author A.J. Crowley, appears on his book shelf, Aziraphale begins to wonder if there is perhaps more to this house than he'd originally believed. The truth can be buried, but it cannot stay hidden forever.

Flowers From The Grave Of Our Friendship (E, 50k) by WaitingToBeBroken

Crowley is very good at temptation, not so good with what comes afterwards. Aziraphale knows demons don't love so he is happy to take anything Crowley would give him. Both of them are too blind to realize the thing they want is right in front of them.

amaretto (E, 69k) by goosewriting

“Demons have laws?” Aziraphale asks, head cocked to the side.  “Well, insofar as nature has laws, yes. Is that your final request? Is that what it’ll be?” Aziraphale takes a moment to contemplate this. “Yes.”  Crowley nods, then holds the pad of his thumb out to Aziraphale’s mouth. “Lick it,” he commands. “Excuse me?” Aziraphale squeaks. Crowley notes that this is the first time Aziraphale has been outwardly puzzled at literally anything Crowley has done.  “In order for a demonic contract to be solidified, there needs to be a mixing of biological matter, and I’m assuming you’re not into bloodletting,” Crowley says, eyes wide. He’s been wrong before. ------- Aziraphale, a human, has grown used to being alone.  Everything changes for him when a unique occult relic falls into his hands and loops him into a contract with a mild-mannered (if a bit snarky) demon named Crowley. 

Green Things Are Flowers Too (E, 60k) by summerofspock

“Oh yes,” Crowley said breezily. “This is my husband, Francis. He’s a gardener by trade. We were hoping you might have an opening. An estate such as this.” Aziraphale gaped from where he stood on the stoop, feeling his heart speed up. Husband? Francis? Gardener? He’d never agreed to any of this! ** In which Aziraphale and Crowley pretend to be married while they stay at the Dowlings as Nanny and Francis.

send me a number or emoji for a good omens fic rec!

#thanks for sending the message 🥰 #athousandyearstime #answered #foolish recs #fic recs #good omens #good omens fic recs

[goose-nest]

this is where i reblog stuff i like! my main is @goosewriting

i post my writings there if you wanna check it out :>

fandoms

ITSV, ATSV (spot and hobie my beloveds)

Rise of the TMNT (Leo supremacy)

Star Wars (clones have me in constant choke-hold)

HTTYD (ost still brings me to tears)

Marvel (MCU) & X-Men (anti-hero enthusiast)

Animal Crossing (bam and wardell my beloved)

Sonic (boom, prime and the movies)

Ducktales 2017 (at this point idk if i like blue characters or just ben schwartz)

Avatar (J. Cameron's) (still crying about the movie. no i am not okay)

browse reblog tags

#fic : written pieces (mainly reader inserts) #art : … well, art #edit : compilations, edits, etc. #gifset : gifs every character has their own tag (i.e. „leo“, „raph“, etc.)

#goose honks

[prolix-principality]

amaretto - goosewriting

The envelope contains two things: some paperwork and a greeting card that’s a bit heavier than average. It clicks against the top of the desk as it falls.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/24308572/

Good Omens: Aziraphale, Crowley, Anathema, Marjorie/Tracy, Basmuuth (OC), The Custodian (OC? Death?), misc characters 10 chapters: 69,605 words. ~ Aziraphale, a human, has grown used to being alone. Everything changes for him when a unique occult relic falls into his hands and loops him into a contract with a mild-mannered (if a bit snarky) demon named Crowley. ~ Warning: illustrated, read the tags, nsfw, food, excessive alcohol use, invasion of privacy, peer pressure, minor character death, discussion of death/murder/torture, (brief!) thought of suicide, self harm, existential angst, minor injury/blood, body horror/transformation, brief plug-n-play genitals, semi-confusing POV switches ~ Podfic Available - Arcafira

#gomensfr #ficrec #our own side #aufr #epicfr #smexyfr #podfr #foodfr #angstfr #adventurefr #fantasyfr #humor #slow burn #amaretto

[goosemagician]

New AU just dropped

Tpoh “Anti-Hero” AU

After Hero fails to save the world, she and RGB have to figure out how to adapt. The world has turned to a flat plain of black sand (it’s black because it’s so saturated with all the colors of blood from trees and, literally, ‘stuff’). She carries extra parts for RGB from the market in her satchel (and infinite amount of pockets on her pants and the inside of her coat), and has to wear gloves and nail horseshoes to the bottom of her wellies because of all the sand. RGB hates it, but she’s now two inches taller than him :D

A story is in the works that will be posted soon on ao3! Keep an eye out! ;)

#tpoh #the property of hate #tpoh au #Anti-Hero AU #goosedraws #goosewrites

[sophiegoose]

When you're writing and you find an album that perfectly fits the vibe and characters you're working with and it's just-

#goosechatter #goosewrites #this is about zaba by glass animals yes #finally listened to it all the way through #and GODS does it fit Miguel and Deagan's dynamic PERFECTLY #the strangers to lovers to enemies vibes are PERFECT #I've had Flip and Hazey on repeat for writing these two the last few days #they're perfect for their dynamic aaaaa #Hazey is at the mid-point of their relationship #and Flip is at the end of it #it's perfect

[aziraphales-library]

I found a fic awhile ago were Aziriphale was a human bookseller and Crowley was a daemon. Aziriphale accidently summoned Crowley by reading a cake recipe out loud. he made a pact with Crowley for the daemon to be friends with him. Crowley found out that he only has a year before Aziriphale's soul is consigned to hell because of the bargain. I think the title was the name of a cake. I would be very happy if you could help me find it again

I think we’ve found it!

amaretto by goosewriting (E)

“Demons have laws?” Aziraphale asks, head cocked to the side.

“Well, insofar as nature has laws, yes. Is that your final request? Is that what it’ll be?”

Aziraphale takes a moment to contemplate this. “Yes.”

Crowley nods, then holds the pad of his thumb out to Aziraphale’s mouth. “Lick it,” he commands.

“Excuse me?” Aziraphale squeaks. Crowley notes that this is the first time Aziraphale has been outwardly puzzled at literally anything Crowley has done.

“In order for a demonic contract to be solidified, there needs to be a mixing of biological matter, and I’m assuming you’re not into bloodletting,” Crowley says, eyes wide. He’s been wrong before.

-------

Aziraphale, a human, has grown used to being alone.

Everything changes for him when a unique occult relic falls into his hands and loops him into a contract with a mild-mannered (if a bit snarky) demon named Crowley.

~Mod P

#good omens #asks #mostly-mortal #adult omens #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable husbands #mod p #goosewriting #au #fluff and angst

[ao3feed-crowley]

two by two

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/30UMvLa

by goosewriting

“Crowley!” comes that ever-posh voice, echoing past tree trunks and through foliage, loud in the still night. “Crowley, please!”

“Fuck,” Crowley curses, ducking under a branch and making a harsh right past a huge oak tree, the crimson end of his long tail drifting behind him. He cuts and weaves through the trees in the dark, hoping to make his path confusing enough that Aziraphale gives up the chase.

However, the hunter is incredibly persistent. “Crowley, you don’t understand! Please, my dear, slow down!”

Crowley doesn’t even deign to give him an answer. He just keeps running, pure adrenaline fueling him. Pure fear. He’s sweating, the pack on his back as heavy as anything, just trying to stay alive. To stay away from Aziraphale. One and the same, he supposes.

---

Crowley and Aziraphale are a pair of humanoid-unicorns-in-hiding who both believe themselves to be the last of their kind, and who are both unaware of the other--until tonight, here, in this forest.

Words: 3611, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens)

Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens)

Additional Tags: Miscommunication, Miscommunication Resolution :), Love Confessions, Angst with a Happy Ending, unicorn AU, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Magic, Second first kiss, because the first time it was just :) yknow. as friends, hfjdkhfjkshfjks, Fantasy, forest chase! forest chase!, plus some magic-world exposition for you all, this is just a silly jaunt into a world ive thought way too much about tbh, thank you and sorry

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/30UMvLa

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #Crowley

[cosasystuff]

Hello! Im part of DnD 5e campaign that sadly lost a player so we are looking for someone who wants to join our warlock, fighter, rogue and druid in their adventure! The game is held on Tuesdays at 7 30 pacific time gmt-8 (temp. Changed due to his work) If interested please talk with Alex @GooseWriting in twitter (if you dont have twitter talk to me) Bye bye!