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welp
new post up over on twitter, instagram, and also on patreon :)
I can't link cuz that would likely get flagged too, apologies.
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good omens comic based off of a Neil Gaiman Moment™? I think yes!
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the-gender-goblin · 9 months
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"oh hey can i borrow your computer for a second"
no you cannot im listening to good old fashioned lover boy on loop at full volume and reading fanfiction about my fictional gay sillies fall in love in a million different ways. im closely watching the countdown to july 28. im looking at ineffable husbands fanart. im writing a fanfic as we speak. im watching the go2 trailer in the slowest speed possible (again). im imagining scenarios in my head. srry man i cant stop so yk
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alienunicorn96 · 9 months
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purplehalnw · 1 year
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"season 2 is kind of quiet and gentle and romantic as opposed to season 1". How romantic are we talking here? Because Imma need this season to be so fucking sweet that I get a cavity from it. Imma need to see Crowley and Aziraphale cuddling in bed. Imma need to see them going on that picnic. Imma need to seem them slow dancing to a cover of fucking A Thousand Years by Christina Perri (it fits them so well). And I will not fucking rest until I see that.
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shinda-kokoro · 1 year
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looks like Crowley have chosen Bowie's outfit for " The Hunger"
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My First Ever Fanfic Read!!
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A reading of As At Eden by me on AO3, up on my YouTube and now here for you all!
No season 2 spoilers or angst to be found here, just ineffable softness in its purest form - the Husbands in the rain (my fave trope ever)
Aaanyways hope you like it kay thanks byeeeeee ☺️
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Fic: Seeing In A New Light
My contribution to the 2022 Good Omens Holiday Exchange! This time, significantly less than 100,000 words! This was a gift for Dadesu, who requested Aziraphale and Crowley stargazing and I got CARRIED AWAY...
Several months after the Apocalypse, Aziraphale and Crowley are much as they ever were. Too insecure, too defensive, too much on guard to let their relationship move forward. Until Crowley takes Aziraphale on a surprise stargazing trip, and they both have a chance to see the other in a new light…
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They walked in silence for a while, circling the hill, trees now thick on either side of the path. Now and then Aziraphale could glimpse part of the Summer Triangle through gaps in the branches, but it was becoming more and more infrequent. The stars were also drifting behind them as they walked, and one was already lost beyond a distant hill.
He paused at the last gap before the bare birch trees were completely overtaken by thick evergreens, trying to pick out the trio of stars among the multitudes that now filled the sky. He was… fairly certain that one was Vega, and that one was… Deneb?
“Are they your stars?” Aziraphale asked, the words out before he realised he was going to ask. Crowley’s feet scuffed to a stop on the trail ahead. “I mean… is that why you showed them to me? The Triangle?”
“Nah,” Crowley said dismissively, but there was something hesitant about his footsteps as he returned. “Just some of the stars humans use for navigation. Always a good place to start. I’d show you Polaris, but it’s still…” He pointed at a spot, above them and to the left, completely obscured by pine. “…There-ish.” Another hesitation. “Would you… like me to show you some of mine?”
“Yes, I—I’d like that very much.”
Crowley stepped beside him, close enough that their shoulders bumped, sending a wave of warmth through Aziraphale, down to his toes. “You picked a terrible spot for it,” he griped. “One of my best just set, and the rest…” He shifted back and forth a few times, looking at the gap from different angles. “Ok… if you… start at Vega and go… like that. That’s Eltanin. That’s one of mine.”
Aziraphale shuffled a little closer and pointed, his wrist pressed against Crowley’s. “That one?”
A gentle tug on his hand, sending more warmth through him. “There. Eltanin. Then you’ve got Rastaban, Aldib, Grumium…” Guiding Aziraphale’s hand, outlining a rough trapezoid. “…And over here, Altais…” Their joined hands swung overhead, picking out a star nearly lost among the pines. “Then there’s Tyl… which you can’t really see…” Their hands drifted back and forth across the small patch of sky. “Nh. The rest’ll have to wait until we get to the top. Sorry.” Crowley turned away, seeming embarrassed.
Before their hands could pull apart, Aziraphale seized Crowley’s, giving it a gentle squeeze. Crowley went completely still. “Sorry, I…” Aziraphale stared at the trunk of the nearest pine tree, unblinking. “My hand. It was… a bit cold, I…”
“Can’t have that.” Crowley wiggled his fingers to interlock more comfortably with Aziraphale’s and gave a cautious squeeze. “That help?”
“Yes.” Even through three layers of gloves, he could feel Crowley’s heat, a roaring fire across his skin.
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okariaonb · 1 year
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Ineffable Husbands - Good Omens Extended Universe - Hit and Run - VOSTFR
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lonicera-caprifolium · 4 months
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Happy Hanukkah to everyone celebrating! ✨️
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sparrowsortadrawzzz · 8 months
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i saw a screenshot of Michael Sheen's face being gently cupped and justjshfjsnjjdjgjsjgj my hand slipped-
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madrabbitsociety · 2 years
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Crowley stood on the damp London street, gazing up at the facade of a shabby-looking building with wide eyes. Not that anyone could see her eyes, obscured as they were by her dark glasses, but they were wide all the same. A.Z. Fell and Co., just as they’d always talked about, loomed over her. A rush of pride filled her chest, somewhere around the heart region, except she didn’t like to admit to having such an organ. What a breathtaking pile of old bricks, and Someone help her, she had no idea how Aziraphale had managed to scrape the money together to get a building in Soho these days. Originally, the bookstore had been Crowley’s idea, not Aziraphale’s. With a gagging, sweet fondness, she remembered their afternoons together in uni, where she’d draped herself on every sofa in the student’s lounge, teasing Aziraphale for an ever-growing collection of books.
“If I had anything to say about it, angel, I think you’d have a bookshop. You’d have to let me manage it, because you’d let it get all cluttered and you’d never sell anything,” Crowley had said, probably often. “You’d want one of those antique sort of things, but I think a sweet little queer bookstore, with gay authors on display and a little stage, maybe for some readings or poetry events-”
“I’d make you recite that Ophelia piece you tormented our drama teacher with, dear. You wouldn’t care for it, I assure you.”
Crowley had snickered. “Whatever makes you happy, angel.”
From the outside, A.Z. Fell’s didn’t look to be the type of store Crowley had imagined, but it suited Aziraphale just fine. And she’d done her research. Whoever ran the online marketing for A.Z. Fell’s was a genius at it, and she’d like to steal them for her own firm except she’d never do anything to truly hurt Aziraphale. One particular Facebook photo clung to her memory. It was a cheerful candid of Aziraphale behind the counter, laughing. From the little bit she could see, the inside was not as shabby as the outside. So much had changed….
((One shot available on AO3)) 
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wein-bitte · 11 months
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Crowley would attempt to bake for Aziraphale at times, offering up the sloppiest of muffins and cupcakes in which the plump angel would indulge--and the soft little happy flutters of wings and wiggle of that adorable nose would erase any semblance of humiliation the demon felt from sifting sugar and counting cups of milk. It was all worth it.
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Autumn-themed fic recs! (good omens)
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Blueberry Muffins by Ina_Sirena G, 883 words, fluff, baking, cuddling, blueberry muffins, south downs cottage Aziraphale and Crowley spend a cozy autumn afternoon in their cottage and enjoy some blueberry muffins.
Books and Trees by Lunasong365, sous_le_saule G, 1.5k, cozy, autumn, forest walks, reading together, ponds, discussion of a shared future, bookverse In short, this is a humble declaration of love to trees, that sometimes in their second lives are lucky enough to become pages in books that tell stories as good as Good Omens.
An Ineffable Halloween by The_Space_Pirate T, 1.6k, halloween, fluff, bookshop, movies, pumpkins, pumpkin carving It's Halloween and the Ineffable Husbands are carving pumpkins and watching movies in a fic so self indulgent you'd think someone else wrote it.
stay inside our rosy-minded fuzz by unwholesome_gay T, 1.9k, cozy evening, fluff, recreational drug use, weed, domestic fluff Crowley has a gift of sorts for Aziraphale. They spend a cozy evening together in the bookshop.
Gold in the Air by nutmeag83 G, 2.3k, autumn festival, pumpkins, cider, popcorn, pre-slash, fluff Aziraphale coos all over autumn and Crowley tries to pretend he doesn't find it adorable.
Autumn Leaves by VennVidici G, 2.7k, ineffable wives, autumn, walks, vibes, character study In a breezy autumn day Aziraphale finally learns why autumn is loved by humans despite it being a fleeting moment in time.
The Pumpkin Patch by AppleSeeds T, 6.5k, meet-cute, autumn, pumpkin carving, farmer!crowley, fluff, its toothrotting, terrible pick up lines, (terrible) flirting, implied sexual content, kissing Aziraphale visits a pumpkin patch and meets Crowley, a farmer with a fondness for cheesy seasonal pick-up lines. After a while, he starts to get the impression that Crowley might actually be flirting with him, and tries to work up the courage to reciprocate.
Anthony of Arcadia by Azira_Amane E, 19k, 19th century, human AU, farmer!Crowley, scholar!Aziraphale, tadfield, kidfic, disability, chronic pain, autumn, harvest Anthony Crowley is a farm owner with an old injury, a prickly temper, and a young new farmhand to raise alongside his flock. Ezra Fell is a former Oxford scholar who retired far sooner than he would have liked, finding himself in the idyllic village of Taddesfild. After a tense first meeting, they soon discover they are more alike than different. An English countryside AU, set very loosely somewhere around the 1800s.
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Hey guys! Autumn is here (at least in continental Europe) so I decided to share a bunch of autumn-themed fics I enjoyed/written hehe. I may post another part since I am really deep in this rabbit hole.
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As At Eden is up on AO3!
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