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hopelesslysleepy · 2 months

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Me reading GO fics: No, no don't you DARE. Nooo, step AWAY from the bandstand. Nuuuh- damn it.

#good omens #crowley #aziraphale #ineffable husbands #ineffable fanfiction #go fanfiction #go fanfic

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beans-in-your-socks · 7 months

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Not Nice Days

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A post Good Omens 2 fanfic set approximately 3 weeks after Aziraphale left

⚠️Slight gore/body horror warning⚠️

| CHAPTER 1 | A Demon’s Memories |

It was not a nice day. All of the days had been miserable since he’d left. There had been rather more of 21 of them so far, and Aziraphale hadn't come back yet. No amount of heavy drinking was able to disguise Crowley’s emotions. And there were a lot of them, none of them good. If anything, the alcohol only made it worse. Crowley stumbled around his apartment. Since he’d gotten it back from Shax, he hadn’t been able to shake the deep stench of hell that lingered around the dark marble floors. Almost like burnt toast but much more sinister (if it’s even possible for toast to be sinister in the first place). As he made his way back over to the wine cabinet, he nearly tripped on a small potted plant that sat neatly on the floor nearest to the sofa. The leaves of this particular plant had always been the most pristine of them all. Never had a spot appeared on these leaves. Crowley had always been fond of this plant. But now all he could do was look at it with utter disgust, for you see, it had been Aziraphale who had gotten this plant for him. A few years back, just after the almost apocalypse, he had gifted it to Crowley. He suspected that the angel had cast a miracle on it to never have the leaves shrivel. He eyed the plant, picking up the pot and bringing it up to his face, to get a better look of it. He examined it. For the first time in 4 years, a spot had appeared on this plant. It was sad, wilted and the ever-gaping hole in the centre leaf made Crowley’s heart ache. He had never shouted at this plant. Never had been able to bring himself to put his fear into it. For shouting at this plant, was like shouting at Aziraphale, and although Crowley would never say it out loud, he would rather bathe in holy water than see Aziraphale hurt. He had always been so careful to not say anything that would intentionally hurt his angel Aziraphale. But now Aziraphale had hurt him, hurt him like he never could have imagined. With just 3 words.

I forgive you

“Well guess what angel? I don’t forgive you.” He sneered at the plant. “Fuck you. Fuck heaven. Fuck your fucked up morals and your fucked up angels and your fucked up rules,” the demon spat, tearing off a leaf from the plant with each word. “and most of all, fuck you. Fuck you and your ineffable fucking plan” he pointed a singular slender claw towards the ceiling “is this what you wanted? Just when things were starting to go our way, you have to take him from me like the fucking bastard you are.” there was no answer. as per usual. "typical." he scoffed "never did talk to me properly." He was starting to fume now. No not fume…smoke. Nothing good ever came from a smoking demon.

Crowley looked back down at the plant. It was shaking, ever so slightly. A pathetic little shiver that he had only seen once before, from a certain angel after a certain kiss. That terrible, teeth clacking, nose clashing, disaster of a kiss. Not Crowley’s best idea, that he would admit. but that tiny tremble was all it took. Crowley was able to feel the tears welling up in his eyes and he desperately willed them to stay in their tear ducts where they belonged, but every mortal body has limitations, even if it belongs to a demon. He prepared himself for the searing pain he was sure he was about to experience.

Usually, for humans, tears would just come streaming out without warning, salty and warm, but this was different for Crowley. The tears stung his skin as they trickled down his cheek. It burned. The liquid seeped into his pores and dissolved a few layers of flesh. It was like acid. He dropped the plant and as it clattered to the floor he sank to his knees, feeling what he’d hoped he’d never have to feel again. Back in the 1800’s after they’d saved Elspeth from suicide and helped her buy a farm, Crowley had been sucked back down to hell for performing such an extensive set of good deeds that night. What awaited him was not a rude note or stern words from an authority figure, but an exponentially angry dark council, and a particularly horrific punishment, even by hell's standards. He had expected the worst, but this seemed beyond, even hell. He could remember it as clear as the water in the pond in St. James’ Park…

“I’m sorry” Beelzebub had muttered “I really hoped it wouldn’t have to come to this.” Crowley detected a twinge of sympathy in their voice, hidden behind their usual facade of fortitude and dominance. A sniff of pity lurking in the back of their throat, something that Crowley never thought he’d hear.

“Come to what? You going to erase me from the Book of Life?” He’d joked. He had thought at the time that “extreme sanctions” were merely a fear tactic used by the almighty to make the angels and demons more compliant with the plan. And he had probably been right, but that was not the fate that awaited him that night. “I truly am sorry” Beelzebub reiterated. With one swift motion, they snapped their fingers, drawing power down from the deepest pits of hell.

there was a burning behind Crowley’s eyes. He screeched, clawing at them, clueless as to what was happening. “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!” He’d screeched at Beelzebub, collapsing to his knees, trying desperately to remove his eyeballs from his skull, he was, however, unsuccessful. The Grand Duke of Hell looked on in pity, “I’m sorry, I don’t make the rules. I'm only following orders.” They’d whispered. “It hurts the most the first time but after that, it’ll only sting for a few days, then you’ll barely notice it as the years go by.” They brought their hands up to their eyes as if reliving the same painful experience Crowley was currently going through, writhing on the floor as he slowly began to realise what exactly had happened.

“HOLY WATER?! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND, IT’LL DESTROY ME!” He screamed. He’d never screamed like this before. But he had never felt pain like this before either.

“It’s a slightly watered-down formula, so you won’t be discorporated.” They chuckled at their pun but quickly resumed their pitiful look, as Crowley lay on the floor, tears streaming down his face, burning his skin as each one dropped. They had been friends once, him and Beelzebub. As angels, as demons too, in the earlier days, but as hell got worse and worse, they had drifted apart. And now here they were, two estranged friends. One stood looking down at the other, flailing and tearing into his face with so much force, that it almost hurt more than the consecrated liquid that filled his tear ducts.

Crowley pulled himself out of his mind and looked around. For the first time in weeks, he became fully aware of his surroundings. The apartment was a mess. Empty bottles littered the floor, the bins hadn’t been taken out in days and there were several shards of glass scattered across the marble tiles. He looked back down at the plant. The ceramic pot had shattered and a pile of soil and entangled roots sat in front of him, the chartreuse leaves that had been torn off the poor plant, scattered around Crowley, like a circle of salt, forbidding him from moving. He gathered the leaves and held them to his chest. “Oh angel,” he wailed, tilting his head upwards, half hoping he was listening, half hoping he would never see Crowley like this, “we could have been us. We should have been us” he wept. It was silly really. no human words could accurately or adequately describe the immense adoration he had for his angel, and yet he found himself uttering the unutterable. Speaking the unspeakable, the ineffable if you will. Saying the words he should have heard coming from Aziraphale instead of I forgive you.

“I love you, angel.”

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orayart · 4 months

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Here it is!! 🫶🏻 Commission I've made for @bucky1984 for their collection of fanfic prompts ! You can read them here

#good omens #ineffable husbands #aziraphale #crowley #aziracrow #ineffable partners #good omens season 2 #good omens fanart #good omens 2 #good omens fanfiction #good omens illustration #good omens art

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deadlilmoon · 9 months

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Fixed it

#my artwork #crowley x aziraphale #aziraphale #anthony j crowley #crowley #ineffable husbands #good omens #good omens season 2 #good omens 2 #i didn't like season 2 #it was like an average fanfiction on ao3

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camilleflyingrotten · 8 months

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When Crowley disappeared after the Edinburgh incident, Aziraphale got bored and started to write a novel

#good omens #good omens 2 #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #aziraphale #crowley #Azi invented fanfiction #and prob self insert #the book has been hidden and to this day its location remains unknown

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cap-sweet-and-salty-sadness · 7 months

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Shout out to the fic writers who write in English even though it's not their native language. Whether you just started and are using Google Translate more often than not, or you've been doing it for years and still translating sayings from your native tongue word for word that don't make much sense in English.

Your addition to the fandom is important and unique purple prose would be missed without your input. Don't give up even if you're unhappy with your progression. Remember that your writing is better today than it was yesterday, and that it'll be better tomorrow than it was today.

#fanfiction #writers #writing #ao3 #ESL #ETL #english second language #ineffable husbands #gumlee #zosan #steddie #firstprince #zolu #blackbonnet #soukoku #bubbline #carlando #post i wouldve liked to see on my dash a decade ago #14 yo me would be proud of me and so is the 31 yo

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sharlinefreire · 5 months

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sometimes what you need to get out of a deep depression is to start shipping a fictional couple that encourages you to read fanfiction until 3 am.

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siobhans-world · 3 months

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THANK YOU FOR MY PORNOGRAPHY! This fandom writes the best passion, desire, smutty fics. You’re awesome! This drawing is for you 😘

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crispyliza · 1 month

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I've got you all figured out fanartists

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armageddidnt · 8 months

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I’ve been reading so much Ineffable Husbands fanfic on AO3 lately I thought it was time to put this bad boy together. Hope you can find something entertaining/relatable here XD

#fanfiction #fandom #ao3 #archive of our own #ineffable husbands #ao3 reader #ao3 writer #ao3 culture #this is the culmination of years of fanfic reading on ao3 #I can’t be the only one who feels this pain

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gleafer · 6 months

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My “Metatrash gets his comeuppance” series…

so far.

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beans-in-your-socks · 7 months

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it’s is 5:31 am. I have been writing and drawing the second chapter of my go3 fanfic for half the night. I’m fine it’s fine I’m totally normal about this show…

#Good omens has fucked up my sleep schedule #But that’s ok #we’re ok #good omens #good omens 2 #aziracrow #crowley #aziraphale #art #Fanfic #ineffable fanfiction

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vavoom-sorted-art · 20 days

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how do we turn on the light? - Cover Art Contest Entry

My dear friend @moonyinpisces is hosting a cover art contest for her awesome fic how do we turn on the light? and here's my entry! Enjoy!

You don't see a lot of colored art from me, but it's fun to play around with colors and lighting once in a while. and it was only fitting to "turn on the light" for this one, eh?

(and for the sake of the lord, click on the image to see it in better quality oof)

#HDWTOTLCoverArtContest #hdwtotl #shave cave #good omens #good omens fanart #good omens art #crowley #aziraphale #ineffable husbands #good omens 2 #goodomens #aziracrow #art #vavoomart #moonyinpisces #fic rec #good omens fanfiction

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catabasis · 2 months

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He sees you, and he likes what he sees.

Demonology and the Tri-Phasic Model of Trauma: An Integrative Approach by Nnm

#good omens #aziraphale #crowley #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #goodomensedit #dailyineffablehusbands #demonology and the tri-phasic model of trauma: an integrative approach #mygifs #mygifs:goodomens #my favourite piece of fanfiction of all time #it means so much to me and i wanted to make a little something for it #special mention to aubrey thyme whom i adore and my eternal gratitude to the writer of this fanfiction #mygifs:aziraphale #mygifs:crowley #mygifs:aziracrow

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nocte-pluvia · 2 months

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#literally me #fanfictions #good omens memes #good omens #crowley #aziraphale #ineffable husbands #good omens season 2

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the-bi-fangirl-biatch · 9 months

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AZIRAPHALE WANTED TO DANCE WITH CROWLEY. HE WANTED TO SO HE PULLED HIM TO THE DANCE FLOOR AND WAS SO HAPPY AND SMILEY AND CROWLEY DIDN'T WANT TO BUT HE DID IT ANYWAYS JUST TO BE WITH HIS ANGEL I AM GOING TO THROW THE FUCK UPPPPP

#THIS IS THE STUFF OF FANFICTION #i will never recover actually #good omens 2 spoilers #good omens season 2 #good omens 2 #good omens #ineffable husbands #aziraphale good omens #aziraphale #crowley x aziraphale #aziraphale x crowley #aziraphale and crowley #crowley good omens #crowley #anthony j crowley #anthony janthony crowley

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