#TSATO

[goodomensafterdark]

The GOAD Epic Goblins present - The Serpent and The Owl Volume 0 - The World I Created - Chapter 1

Thank you @quona for this gorgeous artwork!!

Chapter written by @kotias

As per the teaser video shared on Saturday on our subreddit...

We made it.

February 19th, 2024: launch date of the epic fic project.

January 19th, 2025: the publishing of the epic fic, named The Serpent and the Owl, starts.

11 months in the making. Wow.

Total amount of people who wrote or made art for this epic fic: 

69 writers and artists. 

Nice.

Total amount of people involved in the project: 

75 people, including:

35 writers

31 artists

4 creators who took on both writing and art

5 betas (+3 writers and 1 artist who took on the task)

1 podficcer

This is the first part of a series in 7 parts.

Expect a new chapter of this epic fic every Wednesday and Sunday for the next 6 months.

And I promise: there is a happy ending to this story. Just not quite yet.

When I launched this crazy idea, based on Soggy’s request on the GOAD Writers Guild subreddit, I would never have thought it would turn into this.

Hell, part of me didn’t believe the project would succeed. 

Did I wish very hard it would? Yes, of course.

Was I fully convinced it would? No. With such an endeavour, with so many people involved, and a full narration to develop with dozens of participants, I had no way of being certain of it.

And yet, look at this: it’s ready, after 11 months, to be shown to this subreddit and to the Good Omens fandom.

I cannot begin to find the right words to express how I'm feeling as well. This feels a little surreal; we managed to make something cohesive, might I even say a good story, with so many people involved.

Thank you all Epic Goblins so much for being such amazing people to work with ❤️

I have to say... seeing the first bits of conversations that we had on this project, and remembering how everyone was confused and scared at first, throwing ideas left and right and trying to even start to having something coherent and cohesive...

We're finally there, and it's beautiful and glorious and it's thanks to everyone and.... ❤️

Enormous thank you to @theravenmuse for your undying support during this entire endeavour. It took months, but hell, thank you for holding the fort when I wasn't able to, and for this gorgeous spreadsheet that helped us keep track of EVERYTHING.

My most sincere thanks to my dear lieutenants and Art General: @quona @eybefioro @whatareyou42 @gaiaseyes451 @theonewiththeshippinggoogles

You have all done amazingly to keep the teams together, to wrangle them, whether I was here or not, and working so hard to find a cohesion within each team and a narrative direction for each story that was created within the greater narration.

And of course, thank you to everybody involved.

Thank you for trusting me and for following me here. And ENORMOUS thank you to our betas, who have been phenomenal: ModernDayKlutz, DBacklot, WiblyWoblyTimeyWimey, GlitteringRock, ireallyneedmoretea, itsscottiesstark, TheGaroMask, Abaddon Sahar, cordsycords, without whom this fic would not have gotten to the quality it has reached today.

I love you all, thank you all so much for embarking in this crazy adventure with me. We’re done. And we did remarkably well. I am very honoured of having been given your trust, all of you.

I won’t lie, I've been crying from the emotion quite a bit in the last couple of months, and got very teary eyed writing this blurb. :')

Please enjoy the very first chapter to this epic fic project, starting with Volume 0: The World I Created, Ch.1: Bringing upon the Dawn

Word count: 3418 words

Tags (for the whole fic): Crowley's Name is Crawly | Crawley (Good Omens), Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Space, Crowley is a Singularity, Aziraphale is an bird alien, Slow Burn, Porn With Worldbuilding, Porn With Plot, Porn with Feelings, Major character death, but… Reincarnation AU, Eventual Happy Ending, not in this part though, Inappropriate use of astronomy, Original People, Monsterfucker Aziraphale (Good Omens), Cloaca, Hemipenes, Crowley is a naga, Crowley is a Giant Snake, Star Snake, This is an epic, Crowley Loves Aziraphale (Good Omens), Aziraphale Loves Crowley (Good Omens), Bottom Crowley (Good Omens), Top Aziraphale (Good Omens), Power Bottom Aziraphale (Good Omens), Top Crowley (Good Omens), Oral Sex, Crowley's enemy is Life itself, War, Intercelestial War,Aziraphale is "just enough of a bastard to be worth knowing" (Good Omens), Crowley is Bad at Communicating (Good Omens), Crowley is Bad at Feelings (Good Omens), Crowley is Down Bad (Good Omens)

TW/CW (for this chapter): blood, death, war

Summary:

~This story starts, as it will end, in the stars.~

Crawly is a singularity, born in the Empty and thriving in it, until the day Life settles into the universe. As that happens, she descends onto the planets in her vicinity.

Several centuries, maybe even millennia, pass; Crawly got integrated enough in the society of a planet that she (I'll go with she/her pronouns) is the long-standing Queen and main deity of that planet.

Aziraphale comes as a scientist from another planet that hers made an agreement with; thus begins their relationship. Crawly slowly comes to terms with her feelings with Aziraphale as their story evolves and their travels through the galaxy continue.

Excerpt:

Of all the places that Jala could have expected to find the Mother of All Suns, the cemetery of a remote village wasn’t her immediate thought; and yet, when she saw Her, there was no possible doubt.

A statue was standing on a pedestal, holding a sword in front of her legs. She had her eyes closed peacefully, her eternal beauty remained in her stone flesh, a lone ruby shining on her forehead like a diadem. Her hair fell like a veil from her head over her shoulders, arms and waist, circling her entirely.

Jala was certain of one thing; anybody who didn’t need her presence or believe in her would have passed this statue by without much thought, or might have just recognised the shape of the statue as an ancient former Queen of the planet. Jala however remained in awe before it for a very long time, pulled in by its magnitude.

She eventually closed the distance between them, climbing on the pedestal and rising to meet her gaze, raising a hand to stroke the stone cheek. “How long we have looked for you, my Queen,” she whispered, a tear breaking from her eye and trickling down her face. “How desperately we craved your presence.”

The statue remained lifeless between her fingers, but Jala smiled. The end was nigh.

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~Kotias

[eybefioro]

The GOAD Epic Goblins Present - The Serpent and the Owl Volume 1 - Soiled Shore - Chapter 5

Words by me and @ambermissy , art by @kiratastic !!

Rated E, ~6,2k words this chapter!

Volume summary:

Aziraphale is a trained warrior that slays monsters. A prophecy says he will once be killed by a monster, but he never has failed a task. He’s summoned by the high priest, and receives the mission to end another one – he vows to protect the land and to kill the monster that endangers the people — who will be revealed to be Crowley.

Aziraphale understands during his time out in the monster’s area that Crowley was simply a thorn into the monarch’s foot, and that Aziraphale had been sent as a mercenary, not as a protector. He understands that Crowley is not the monster, but actually the saviour of the area.

Chapter excerpt:

Mist erupted around Crowley, her scales glowing with heat and transforming the air in steam. The space around them got hot, hot enough that Aziraphale had to close his eyes, and when he opened them his heartbeat stilled.

Crowley had almost tripled in size, and towered over him. Instead of gazing at her face, he was now staring upwards at her belly button, nestled in emerald scales. He swept his eyes even higher, her lithe torso shimmered with muscles and the same scales that seemed to be covering almost all of her body. Her petite breasts were out, but she had her neck and arms adorned with the most stunning jewellery – golds and emeralds and pearls, making her look divine.

Continue reading on Ao3!

Or

Start from vol 0!

@goodomensafterdark

[nightshiftcaffiene]

The GOAD Epic Goblins Present - The Serpent and the Owl Volume 1 - Soiled Shore - Chapter 4

Thank you @floofyraptor-art-and-writing for the gorgeous chapter art

Chapter word count: 3,449

Volume rating: Explicit

Summary of this volume:

Aziraphale is a trained warrior that slays monsters. A prophecy says he will once be killed by a monster, but he never has failed a task. He’s summoned by the high priest, and receives the mission to end another one – he vows to protect the land and to kill the monster that endangers the people — who will be revealed to be Crowley.

Aziraphale understands during his time out in the monster’s area that Crowley was simply a thorn into the monarch’s foot, and that Aziraphale had been sent as a mercenary, not as a protector. He understands that Crowley is not the monster, but actually the saviour of the area.

Chapter excerpt:

As he slept, Aziraphale's subconscious filtered through everything he had learned, and he awoke to half-solved puzzles. It was clear that the High Priest was hiding something. Recalling his last visit to the ziggurat he thought of the new lift and the changes that had been made to the topmost shrine. In his mind's eye he could see the new glints of gold that had adorned the faces of the Archpriests. At the time he'd noticed, but not truly seen. All around there had been clues, evidence of the greater wealth at the High Priest's disposal. A sick knot formed in Aziraphale's gut as his mind raced towards an explanation — the High Priest had been selling the Blades as mercenaries. Sending them off to fulfill their sacred vows, and reaping the rewards, while the Blades lost their lives. Little wonder the King’s levies were so brutal, if he was paying for the services of the Blades of the Eternal Flame for his own nefarious purposes. As Aziraphale gazed down at his still sleeping lover he knew one thing with certainty: there was a monster to destroy, and it wasn't Crowley.

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Or start your journey with Vol. 0 [here]

[babyrubysoho]

I was stoked to be invited to contribute an illustration of young, monster-hunting Aziraphale to this epic GO fic, The Serpent and the Owl! Many thanks to the fabulous writers and map artist of my chapter, and to the editing team❤️

If you like vast, heart-crushing fantasy stories spanning thousands of years, please do check this fic out!😍

TSATO Volume 3 - Grief of a Dying Sun (5958 words) by anna_bird, sixbynine, babyrubysoho, TheScholarlyStrumpet, Kotias, GroovyNightStrawberry, MxTHRTN, GaiasEyes, dbacklot99 Chapters: 1/8 Fandom: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens), Beelzebub (Good Omens), Agnes Nutter, Gabriel (Good Omens)

Additional Tags: Reincarnation AU, happy ending eventually, not in this part though, Angst, Angst with a Bad Ending, Hurt No Comfort, not that they don't try, Crowley is the Leviathan, the fall of atlantis, Aziraphale hates Crowley or at least convinces himself he does, Self-Harm, Suicide, Murder, Monsterfucking, Twincest (implied), face fucking, whipping/self-flagellation, Voyeurism, Hate fucking, physical fighting, very minor blood/other bodily fluid, Hemipenes, Fisting, Minor Character Death, Ableism, disability slurs, Depression, some brief suicide/death ideation, Oral Sex, Fist-fucking, threat of injury to eye, Arguing, Cruelty, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Rimming, this volume is the definition of literary scorched earth, Gaiaseyes was here, the Angst Throuple was here Series: Part 4 of The Serpent and the Owl Summary: Aziraphale, Champion of Atlantis, was raised to believe that the monster known as Crowley is a grave menace to his world and his city. Brought into training to destroy the beast, he develops a sense of hatred, based on the myths and legends he is told. He is under the influence of two conflicting voices: the monarch Gabriel, who wants Crowley destroyed, and Agnes, who recognises Crowley as a threat but attempts to temper Aziraphale's hatred. Their first encounter certainly isn't going to appease his view of the monster — Crowley as a Leviathan, wreaking havoc on his city. This cements his hatred and drives him to train only harder. During his training, he starts seeking historical records and sees Crowley in many forms, until the beast slithers into his dreams. An infatuation and eventual obsession takes hold, the dreams are visceral and sexual, and Aziraphale is heavily conflicted. During his training, Agnes continues to try to temper Aziraphale's hatred. She studies Crowley's history, she makes notes, keeps records. Agnes becomes a confidante of sorts for Aziraphale, but he never fully reveals the extent of his obsession nor the true nature of his dreams…

[sixbynine-da]

Writers Guild Presents - Grief of a Dying Sun: Ch 7 (Section 3 of The Serpent & The Owl)

with the better parts of my angst throuple! @kneelbeforeyourdogbabylon and @dbacklot99 and wonderful artwork by @lauramoon1987 who stunned me with the gorgeousness of how her work totally captured exactly what I was seeing <3

TSATO Volume 3 - Grief of a Dying Sun (74131 words) by anna_bird, sixbynine, babyrubysoho, TheScholarlyStrumpet, Kotias, GroovyNightStrawberry, MxTHRTN, GaiasEyes, dbacklot99, WiblyWobly_TimeyWimey Chapters: 7/8 Fandom: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens), Beelzebub (Good Omens), Agnes Nutter, Gabriel (Good Omens) Additional Tags: Reincarnation AU, happy ending eventually, not in this part though, Angst, Angst with a Bad Ending, Hurt No Comfort, not that they don't try, Crowley is the Leviathan, the fall of atlantis, Aziraphale hates Crowley or at least convinces himself he does, Self-Harm, Suicide, Murder, Monsterfucking, Twincest (implied), face fucking, whipping/self-flagellation, Voyeurism, Hate fucking, physical fighting, very minor blood/other bodily fluid, Hemipenes, Fisting, Minor Character Death, Ableism, disability slurs, Depression, some brief suicide/death ideation, Oral Sex, Fist-fucking, threat of injury to eye, Arguing, Cruelty, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Rimming, this volume is the definition of literary scorched earth, Gaiaseyes was here, the Angst Throuple was here Series: Part 4 of The Serpent and the Owl Summary: Aziraphale, Champion of Atlantis, was raised to believe that the monster known as Crowley is a grave menace to his world and his city. Brought into training to destroy the beast, he develops a sense of hatred, based on the myths and legends he is told. He is under the influence of two conflicting voices: the monarch Gabriel, who wants Crowley destroyed, and Agnes, who recognises Crowley as a threat but attempts to temper Aziraphale's hatred. Their first encounter certainly isn't going to appease his view of the monster — Crowley as a Leviathan, wreaking havoc on his city. This cements his hatred and drives him to train only harder. During his training, he starts seeking historical records and sees Crowley in many forms, until the beast slithers into his dreams. An infatuation and eventual obsession takes hold, the dreams are visceral and sexual, and Aziraphale is heavily conflicted. During his training, Agnes continues to try to temper Aziraphale's hatred. She studies Crowley's history, she makes notes, keeps records. Agnes becomes a confidante of sorts for Aziraphale, but he never fully reveals the extent of his obsession nor the true nature of his dreams…

[rhafael19]

“LIFE DESTINATION FROM KIDS TO TEENAGER”

Hi! My name is Rhafael T. Añasco 19 years old livin’ in bout punta engaño lapu lapu city I wanna share my story and experiences in life here in tumblr.What is my ethic/behavior?What make me happy?What is my goal?What is my biggest fear?What is the purpose of my life?What armor I wear by facing battle?Who motivate me?

When I was a kids I experience a lot of funny games such as patintero,tumbang preso,dodge ball,tagu-taguan,langit-lupa,bahay-bahayan,tsato,luksong baka, and agawan base together with my childhood friends We play outside the house or a playground area.Sometimes I hide from my mother to go outside our house to play and walking around with close friend and we’re going to beach/sea to swim and catching fish,sea shell and seaweed,

In the evening I’ll go to computer shop to play online or offline games I’m addicted of computer by playing dota 2,crossfire and rules of survival,almost 5-10 hours time minimum before leaving on the computer coffee shop then after playing computer I’ll go to house hiding my mom and my father bags so i got coins or money to go back in computer shop haha!sorry for this guyss i know it’s wrong doings but I never do it again.Through my challenges and fun moment during my childhood I learn a lot and I realized to myself that this is wrong doings.Now since I am matured I develop myself of who I am I know now what’s wrongs and what’s right and I can handle pressure and responsibility physically,emotionally,spiritually

Since I am leveling of stages of adulthood I need to be more independent person,I need to find way with my own to have an stable financial,stable life and stable place,By the teach,guidance,love,advice and protection of my parents for my future life I am proud and grateful to my beloved parents for everything they have done on me I had learnings and realization that needed to apply to myself through of it I become a stronger person,I am responsible person,I am hardworking,I am dreamers,I prayed to our father god in heaven to please keep me,protect me,guide me and also my family,friends,teachers and neighbor put them in a safety place and help me god to achieve/fulfill my dreams and goals in life to make my parents proud and show their smile on me,No one can be successful without god So I put god center of everything to keep fighting in every battles in life,

The behavior that I have are I am kind,lovable,respectful,funny and responsible this moral ethics could grab me up to be a successful and to build truly person that genuinely love me.My biggest fear is letting my parents or leaving them,no matter what happen in life I continued reaching my dreams/goals in life.My purpose here on earth is to help my family and others lives to be feel the happiness and peaceful life.In addition I have 13 siblings before,but now 12 siblings remaining because my brother passed away last November 12,2022 During this time I am in the school and then I feel my bags vibrating/ringing so I get my phone and my sisters call me she said “Rhafael Uli diri sa balay,I said ngano man te?imo brother Wala na patay na!???…I said what’s is it true?are you sure?cramming and cryinggg.I go to my teacher to ask about this situation that I need to leave now teacher because my brothers die now my sisters call me I need to go home na,teacher:shocking ok langga amping ka ha,Gracelyn also text/chat me that my brothers die so I walk fast to go home while I’m crying My family said your brothers/wala na si rodel patay na I cry a lot of tears inside my room and I don’t know what I feel,I see the wall in 10-20 minutes tulala,How many hours my brothers sleeping in his coffin forever I cry I cry I cry and I feel sad that moment.

Lastly Since birth I am single and if you have plan to be with me let’s go together aw hahah,I love you to those people who truly loves me back much appreciated especially my parents who sacrifice,and effort of mine Labyou Ma and Pa,Belated Valentines Day ❤️💐

[444names]

Names generated from Na'vi character names in James Cameron's Avatar games, excluding the apostrophe symbol (')

Amana Amanak Amanei Amaniney Amaniwin Amano Amantul Amanwey Amata Amatano Amati Amatia Amato Amaya Amila Amilamo Amilan Amilantul Amilaw Amilawey Amilawta Amitsaro Amitsu Aruteyo Aruteyta Atami Atamlok Atamlona Atamu Atana Ataney Atano Atanti Atantia Atantu Atantul Beydala Beydalok Beyktan Beyshakuk Beyshanei Beyta Beytak Beytano Beytantu Beytaw Beytawkam Beyvaro Bilam Bilami Bilamlona Bilamo Bilamtsa Bilamu Bilan Bilanei Bilanti Bilaw Bilawkamu Deydalta Deydalu Deyktana Deyktantu Deyshan Deyshanak Deyshaney Deyta Deytak Deytami Deytamo Deytan Deytaw Deyvaro Eywafti Eywan Eywanin Eywanintu Eywanipey Eywano Eywantu Eywantul Eywaw Eywaweyo Eywawkati Eywawta Fmila Fmilanak Fmilaw Fmitsahìk Fmitsaro Fmitsati Fmitsu Fmitsuna Fmitsunak Frala Fralantu Fralawey Fralimi Fralok Fralu Frapo Fraya

Hukalan Hukalu Hukam Hukami Hukamilaw Hukamu Hukantia Hukantu Hukatakuk Hukatamu Hukatano Hukati Ikala Ikalimi Ikalona Ikalta Ikaltaney Ikamlok Ikamo Ikamtsun Ikamu Ikana Ikanei Ikano Ikantia Ikata Ikatan Ikati Ikatia Ikato Jalanantu Jalaney Jalano Jalanti Jalimi Jalimila Jalok Jalot Jalother Jalta Jaltam Jaltamu Jaltan Jaltano Jaltanwey Kusahìk Kusam Kusamu Kusaraya Kusaro Kusato Kyunak Kyunakuk Kyunanak Kyunanin Kyunanwey Kyungoray Lompohu Lunak Lunantu Lungorali Lungorapo Lungoraya Malam Malamu Malan Malaninei Malantu Malaw Malawtan Malimitsa Malok Malta Maltami Maltan Maltanti Maltantul Marala Maralta Maralu Marapo Marapohu Maray Maraya Mawey Maweydalu Maweykta Mawkami Mawkamlok Mawkan Mawkati Mawta Mawtak Mawtan Mawtaw Mekali Mekalu Mekam Mekami Mekamlot Mekamo Mekamu Mekan Mekaney Mekaneyta Mekanintu Mekati Mekato Mendalami Mendalaw Mendali Mendalok Mendalta Mendalu Motherali Motheralu Motheraya Mukali Mukaltaw Mukam Mukamitsa Mukamo Mukamu Mukan Mukano Mukantu Mukantul Mukataw Mukati Mukato Naala Naalam Naalamlok Naalamu Naalano Naalanti Naalaw Naali Naalimi Naalok Naalona Naaltak Naalu Nerala Neralamu Neralanin Neralimi Neralonak Neralta Neraltam Neralu Nerapo Nerapohu Neray Neraya Niwin Niwinei Niwiney Niwineyo Niwinti Niwintu Nokman Nokmati Nokmatia Nokmay Nokmaya Olokman Olokmati Olokmato Olokmay Olokmaya Olona Olonak Olonan Olonanti Olonantul Olonin Olonineyo Olother Olotheray Omanin Omano Omanti Omantu Omantul Omata Omatantia Omatia Omato Omaya Onakuk Onantul Ookmanei Ookmanti Ookmata Ookmati Ookmatia Ookmato Ookmay Otamitsu Otamo Otaneyo Otanti Otantul Otawkan Ralam Ralamo Ralan Ralaninei Ralano Ralimi Ralok Ralokmati Ralonak Ralother Ralta Raltakuk Raltami Raltana Raltaneyo Raltano Raltantu Sevin Sevinei Seviney Sevinti Sevintia Sevintu Sevintul Seydalta Seydalu Seykta Seyktantu Seyshak Seyshan Seyshano Seytamo Swafti Swaftia Swananey Swanei Swanintu Swanipey Swano Swanti Swantu Swantul Swanwey Swanweyo Swawey Swaweyo Swawkato Sylwafti Sylwaftia Sylwan Sylwanei Sylwano Sylwantia Sylwantu Sylwantul Sylwanwey Sylwaw Tanak Tanei Taney Tanin Tanintu Taniwin Tanti Tantia Tantu Tantul Tanwey Tanweykta Tanweytak Tasuna Tawey Taweykta Taweyshak Taweyta Taweytaw Tawkali Tawkalu Tawkamo Tawkan Tawkata Tawkato Tawta Tawtak Tawtami Tawtamu Tawtanei Tawtaneyo Tawtanin Tawtaw Tawtawey Tsami Tsamila Tsamlona Tsamlonin Tsamo Tsamtsu Tsamtsuna Tsamu Tsaraya Tsata Tsatak Tsatanei Tsataw Tsati Tsatia Tsato Tsuna Ukalami Ukali Ukalimi Ukalimila Ukaltano Ukami Ukamila Ukamo Ukamtsati Ukamu Ukaniwin Ukano Ukanti Ukata Ukatakuk Ukati Ukatia Ukato Uninei Uniney Uninti Unintul Unipeyo Uniwin Uniwinei Uniwiney Uniwinti Uniwintia Uniwintul

[betterdcyz]

Ianto: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I'll wait. Tosh: You and me!!! Ianto, tearing up: Okay.

@tsato / Send in 📜 and I’ll use this incorrect quotes generator using your muse and my muse. (Please specify how many muses//which muses for multimuse blogs!!) 

[goodomensafterdark]

The GOAD Epic Goblins present - The Serpent and The Owl Volume 0 - The World I Created - Chapter 4

Chapter 4 is out, with this simply BEAUTIFUL artwork by u/puppetfeet

Title: Upon a power it can withhold

Word count: 5398

Summary of the volume:

~This story starts, as it will end, in the stars.~

Crawly is a singularity, born in the Empty and thriving in it, until the day Life settles into the universe. As that happens, she descends onto the planets in her vicinity.

Several centuries, maybe even millennia, pass; Crawly got integrated enough in the society of a planet that she (I'll go with she/her pronouns) is the long-standing Queen and main deity of that planet.

Aziraphale comes as a scientist from another planet that hers made an agreement with; thus begins their relationship.

Crawly slowly comes to terms with her feelings with Aziraphale as their story evolves and their travels through the galaxy continue.

Excerpt:

“You are so gorgeous, my Queen,” he breathed out against her mouth before he kissed her again, and she felt herself melting under his touch.

"Y- You're so…"

She had no words, actually. Her breaths were heavy, and she felt her eyes softening as she looked at him, searching for the right words. You're so gorgeous when you're mine, I want to stay in your arms until Time comes to an end.

She kept that for herself; at least for the time being, but she did not doubt that her eyes were treacherously telling Aziraphale all he needed to know, judging by the way his lips extended into a happy smile. You're beautiful.

She wanted this moment to last. And you are my world.

Continue reading here!

Or, start at chapter 1 here

[eybefioro]

The GOAD Epic Goblins present - The Serpent and The Owl Volume 1 - Soiled Shore - Chapter 2

Art by @cassieoh and words by @fishey-me (and a itty bitty contribution by me)!!

Word count: ~4k words

Summary of this volume:

Aziraphale is a trained warrior that slays monsters. A prophecy says he will once be killed by a monster, but he never has failed a task. He’s summoned by the high priest, and receives the mission to end another one – he vows to protect the land and to kill the monster that endangers the people — who will be revealed to be Crowley. Aziraphale understands during his time out in the monster’s area that Crowley was simply a thorn into the monarch’s foot, and that Aziraphale had been sent as a mercenary, not as a protector. He understands that Crowley is not the monster, but actually the saviour of the area.

Excerpt of this chapter:

One day, they will sing of deeds like this one.             Hail! We have heard tales sung—             Wrath - Sing, o Goddess, of the wrath—             Of he who has seen everything, I will make known throughout the lands—             Of man’s first disobedience, and the fruit of that forbidden tree—             I sing of arms… and of the man—       One day, human voices will raise in song to glorify heroes who gave their lives to protect the ones they loved, who lived as proper men of their cultures, of the downfalls brought on by mortal weakness, human failing. But on this day, the cave was silent. Aziraphale stood on the gravelly beach and gazed into the abyss, cool night air blowing over what the locals called a wine-dark sea and rustling the white linen of his tunic. Moonlight and starlight reflected off the copper of his khopesh, making it seem to glow with inner fire even in the dark. He squeezed the handle of it, seeking some small measure of comfort.

Read it on Ao3! 💛

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Start on Volume 0!

@goodomensafterdark

[cwpanaid]

      “——Hey,  Tosh?  I have to ask:  Do you have a +2?” 

@tsato​

[timeagxnt-a]

@tsato​ sent:  ❛ you shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜  ❜ 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 (accepting)

Jack looked over his shoulder when Tosh spoke, already smiling. “Are you coming over to scold me? If you’re not careful, you’ll start sounding like Ianto.” He looked away again when he couldn’t force the smile to stay. “I’m fine, Tosh, just needed some air.”

[animecelesti]

@tsato​  𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚍  !

❛  &...  𝙸  𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷𝚃  𝙸  𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳𝙽'𝚃  𝙶𝙴𝚃  surprised  anymore.  ❜    jaw  dropped  &  eyes  wondering  for  the  entirety  of  the  tower,  the  Doctor  had  never  mentioned  just  how  many  organisations  dealt  with  other  outwordly  forms  of  life.  Not  that  Rory  wouldn’t  have  expected  other  people  to  investigate:  after  all,  he  knew  just  how  much  chaos  his  Gallifreyan  friend  caused,  &  he  must  have  not  been  the  only  one.    ❛  This  place  is  HUGE...  &  the  captain  said  you  are  the  technical  expert ?  This  place  would  be  lost  without  you,  wouldn’t  it ?  ❜

[at-kuipher]

❛ it would have been better to die. ❜    ( still  accepting! )  @tsato.

“   don’t  say  that,    tosh.      please  don’t.   ”     a  pause  as  chest  starts  to  ache,      as  eyes  start  to  sting.      as  he  realises  the  reality  of  the  situation.      “   don’t  say  you’d  rather  be  dead  than. . .       stay  here  with  me.         just  don’t  say  it.   ”

[wasme]

sc.         @tsato​. (   serious  ( reprise ),     legally  blonde.   )

“   you’ve  got  your  future  all  planned.     what  if  i’m  standing  their  too?   ”

[sixbynine-da]

First Sentence Fanfic Game

tagged by @cannibalisticcorpse took me a while to get round to it! :D

rules: share the first lines of ten of your latest fanfics (or up to if you have less!) & tag 10 people

Meet me on the Try Line (With @cairngorm-ard)

E, 104K, WIP, Deadboy Detectives, Charles/Edwin

Edwin pulled on his socks and adjusted them carefully, tugging them up — so they sat as high as they could — before he stood and looked at himself in the scratched mirror fixed to the tiled wall of the St Hilarion’s boys changing rooms. He looked ridiculous wearing the school’s Rugby kit. He always did.

TSATO: Volume 3: Grief of a Dying Sun (multi author long fic collab this specific chapter with @dbacklot99 and @kneelbeforeyourdogbabylon

E, 74k, completed (still being posted, five parts total), Good Omens, Aziraphale/Crowley

Aziraphale shifted uncomfortably in his bed, in part because of the litany of bruises and cuts covering his skin. Mostly part healed, with a handful fresh and stinging from the long journey home. The mattress was too soft after months of making do with hard ground and bedrolls. It swallowed him and what should have brought comfort only made him feel uneasy.

Clarity

E, 1.5k, Complete, Deadboy Detectives, Charles/Edwin

Charles arches up without even trying, his arse protests as the muscles of his glutes contract against their will. His skin's damp and sweaty and his throat has been dry for what feels like hours as his mouth hangs open, panting and gasping as his hands scrabble around for anything to hold onto. 

I finally see Me

E, 10k, Complete, Deadboy Detectives, Charles/Edwin

“Cannot believe in a few short hours we will finally be back at the beach.” Charles stretched out over the bed and let his head dangle, upside down, off of the end of it. Ella hummed in agreement, clearly only half paying attention to him. “You could have gone back last summer.” Charles scoffed. “What, and leave you here at the mercy of school and your parents?” She smiled softly over her shoulder at him. “I survived perfectly well before you came along.” Charles rolled onto his belly and looked at her, standing in front of him with one leg propped up on a chair and frowning down and fiddling with the edges of her underwear. 

I just see You

E, 8k, Complete, Deadboy Detectives, Charles/Edwin

“Oi, Crystal, who’s that?” Charles nudged Crystal’s shoulder and she turned to follow his line of sight. “Oh fuck off Rowland, no, we’re not doing this again.” “What?” Charles frowned at her. “Do what?” Crystal raised her eyebrow and handed the cocktail glass over the bar to the two girls standing on the other side, holding out a card machine for them to tap before turning back to him. “The thing where you see a pretty girl in the bar, flirt with her, dance with her, take her home and moon over her all summer. Then get your heartbroken when she inevitably leaves at the end of August and I have to spend from September until Christmas with you moping on the couch in your underwear eating my cereal.”

What he Deserves

E, 2.3k, Complete, Deadboy Detectives, Charles/Edwin

Edwin stared at the slip of paper in his hand. He’d been staring at it the entire way home, tucked at the back of the train in a corner, pressed up against the glass and hoping to god and back no one sat next to him. He’d already known really. A small part of him had been hoping he was wrong, that, on this one occasion, he was just being paranoid and anxious. But, as he’d trekked across London to a clinic far away from anywhere he might see anyone he knew, Edwin had known.

This Time

E, 1.8k, Complete, Deadboy Detectives, Charles/Edwin

Charles had left the shutters open. He’d done it purposefully, pulling them back either side of the lattice window, and now, as it rises over a still sleeping London, the sun floods in, gradual and liquid, the first hazy, yellow rays of light filtering into the space, broken and squared off. They creep over the desk — crammed full with assorted curios but unoccupied — and fall softly over the empty sofa — haphazardly draped in a blanket and with its cushions missing — before scattering and dissipating across the floor. Dust hangs in the air reflecting light up and across the ceiling and sending fractured blacks and greys dancing over the cabinets and shelves. Long, dark shadows stretch across the walls, curving over the mirror, the filing drawer and the small side desk, offering some darkened refuge for remnants of night as daybreak pushes its way into the inbetween space of twilight. Charles loves this time.  He loves this time of day at this time of year. 

Charles Rowland's Guide to Bagging a Boyfriend

E, 38k, Complete, Deadboy Detectives, Charles/Monty/Edwin

“Finch.” Charles slid into the plastic chair on the other side of the table and propped his elbows up on it. “How you doing mate?” Monty paused, fork halfway to his mouth and looked up at Crystal, standing behind him, looking completely done with the day despite the fact it was barely ten am. If Crystal looked this fed up with Charles this early on a Tuesday it didn’t really bode well for him. “Fine,” he answered cautiously, placing the fork back on his plate. “Brills!” Charles beamed at him and leant forward, sliding his fingers into each other. “I’ve had this epic idea.”

We Were Dead Boys

M, 26k, Complete, Deadboy Detectives, Charles/Edwin Crystal/Charles Edwin&Crystal&Charles

“Him?” Crystal looked at the woman — Jenny — dubiously. “ He’s your lead vocalist?” Jenny crossed her arms. “Yeah? You got a problem with that?” Crystal held her hands up. “No, it’s just… he’s wearing a bowtie?” Jenny smirked. “Yeah, he is. He’s still one half of the best group this label has got though.” Crystal raised her eyebrow dubiously.

AdriftAwashAway

M, 1.3k, Complete, Deadboy Detectives, Charles/Edwin

It’s not that you’re not trying. You are. It’s just that it’s a lot . There’s so many things you’ve never paid attention to before, except now they seem like the most important pressing thing on God’s green earth. Even when you know, you know, you should be giving all your attention to the boy laid out between your legs. He deserves it. Edwin deserves everything .

Tagging some ppl i know :D @doonarose @theonewiththeshippinggoogles @pisces-swirlix @skylee-spider-lillis