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Title: A walk in the woods

A piece inspired by the intro to the show but this time they get to spend time with each other without the apocalypse hanging over their heads.

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In Case of Fire

Anyone interested in a 9k smutty one-shot featuring a hotel fire alarm, naked Jimbriel, a pillow principality, and “there was only one dressing gown”? Y’all can thank the TIC discord server for inspiring this one. 

Summary: A fire alarm has all hotel guests waiting in the chilly night air. Aziraphale is wearing his dressing gown and shoes, as per the Fire Action Protocols, but a certain redhead who has caught his eye seems to be ignorant of the rules. Perhaps Aziraphale ought to offer him his dressing gown? The poor man is shivering, after all. It would be the right thing to do…

Excerpt: “My good man,” Aziraphale said as he cautiously approached the stranger. “Where in the blazes is your dressing gown?”

The redhead turned and blinked at him. His eyes, Aziraphale realized, were uncovered now. No sunglasses. And without them… Well. Perhaps the shield had been for others’ protection. That color ought to be classified as a military weapon.

“Dressing gown?” the man repeated. His voice was low and gruff, a hint of sleep-deprivation giving it more vulnerability than during the earlier display Aziraphale had witnessed at dinner. “What are you on about?”

“Didn’t you read the fire action protocols?”

Another blink. “The fire what now?”

“The fire action protocols!” Aziraphale refrained from stamping his foot. It was obvious the man was a troublemaker. And look where that had gotten him. Butt-naked and freezing. He drew himself up haughtily. “You’re meant to put on a dressing gown and shoes in case of fire. It says so in your room.”

The man blew a raspberry at him. “Who the fuck brings a dressing gown with them while traveling?”

Aziraphale’s mouth gaped open like a fish.

***** Read In Case of Fire out on ao3! Rated E. 😈🔥

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sketch of crowley sleeping (red chalk on paper, aziraphale, 2025)

what i imagine aziraphale would do (if he’s grown a bit bored of reading) when crowley is asleep — probably much better than this sketch by yours truly, though!

(also, it’s digital… but aziraphale would never)

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🥺🥺🥺

The Metatron told me to wait!

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Chapter 29 - Garden of Eden - Dead Right

Second to last chapter, y'all! It's Crowley's birthday, and Aziraphale has Plans!

Excerpt:

This was unfair. His husband, sibling, and oldest friend should not gang up on him. Crowley let out a whine. “It’s my birthday!” It sounded even more pitiful than he meant it. He whined again as the others laughed.

Aziraphale came forward and cupped his cheeks in both hands. “Do you trust me, darling?”

“Of course I do, but…”

Okay. He could live with being cut off by one of Aziraphale’s soft kisses. The man smiled at him afterwards and said, “I have a whole day planned for you and I promise that you’ll love every part.”

“Except the part where you keep me in the dark,” Crowley pouted, sticking his bottom lip out.

A tendril of want flickered across the angel’s face, but he didn’t bite the proffered lip. Instead, he went up on tiptoe and whispered into Crowley’s ear. “No, my dear. You’ll like that part tonight, too. I’ll make sure of it.”

***** – Read chapter 29 (Garden of Eden) on ao3! – Or start Dead Right from the beginning!

Fic notes: Angst-free (mostly), complete tooth-rotting fluff, fake marriage, pining-while-married AU, rated E (but all spicy sections will be skippable).

Thank you to my wonderful betas @beerok23 and @unicornbeck, as well as to all you lovely people who give me no end of support! 💕

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This is everything we need

a snowy little sketch of these two 🤍

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Cute!

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Chapter 28 – Meet Ana – Dead Right

Okay, it’s not my normal posting day, but the next chapter of Dead Right is up! This chapter is a silly series of friendly shenanigans as Ana arrives in London for her visit. It’s a fluffy, absurd little chapter as the story tiptoes toward its conclusion.

Excerpt:

Ana seemed to ignore everything Aziraphale had said. “Where’s the bed? I need sleep.”

He glanced toward the bedroom door, which was cracked open enough to let the cats in and out, but not enough to allow Ana to see into the room. Which was likely for the best. “The couch might be more comfortable,” he said delicately. “Crowley and I, um, we haven’t—ah—changed the sheets recently.”

All of a sudden, Ana looked much more awake. “Wait. You. And Crowley. You…”

“Guests deserve clean sheets,” Aziraphale said, avoiding her eye. “It would be rude to—”

“Aziraphale!” Ana yelled. He shut his mouth with an audible click. “Are you and Crowley sleeping together?”

“There’s only one bed in this flat,” he prevaricated with an eyeroll.

“You know what I mean. Are you sleeping together?”

Aziraphale huffed and muttered, “Well, we are married.”

The squeal that followed was so piercing that he instinctually slapped his hands over his ears. Ana immediately cut herself off, shouting, “Sorry! Sorry, sorry, sorry, I forgot, but Aziraphale! You! And Crowley! And…and you!”

She threw her arms around him as soon as he released his ears. He chuckled. “Are you trying to say you told me so?”

“I told you so!”

***** – Read chapter 28 (Meet Ana) on ao3! – Or start Dead Right from the beginning!

Fic notes: Angst-free (mostly), complete tooth-rotting fluff, fake marriage, pining-while-married AU, rated E (but all spicy sections will be skippable).

Thank you to my wonderful betas @beerok23 and @unicornbeck, as well as to all you lovely people who give me no end of support! 💕

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IM CACKLING GOMENS FANS LOOK😭

SOMEONE ON TWITTER SAID “CROWLEY IN HIS HEARTBROKEN ERA”😭💔🥀

I FUCKING LOVE THE GOOD OMENS FANDOM SM😹💝💝💝

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My take on a fem-presenting Crowley

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Love this already!

A WIP of the ineffable idiots having relaxed time at the beach. A summer prompt thingie.

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Yesterday, I got tagged by @beerok23 for this nostalgia game. I thought: Oh! I’ll bet I started posting The Regret List about a year ago! Nope. That wasn’t for another month. As it turns out, I actually posted the last chapter of Rapture on the Seas (89k, E) on July 29, 2024, exactly a year before I got tagged. (Yeah, shoulda posted yesterday, but I was busy!)

Zira loathes Crowley from the first time they crash into each other. The cool, confident, brash man is the opposite in every way to his anonymous online paramour, Rose. Crowley is attracted to Zira, but the man is supercilious and overbearing. Besides, he’s only flirting with Zira because he doesn’t think he’s worthy of his anonymous online partner, Flower. Now, Zira and Crowley are trapped on a ship together, assigned to the same dinner table for the next two weeks, while online, Flower and Rose are planning to meet in person for the first time…

Rapture on the Seas takes place on a transatlantic cruise with an itinerary based on the one I actually took at the time, and features a real-life bar and entertainment venue called Eden, an overbearing-American exercise-obsessed female version of Gabriel, a very tattooed and pierced Aziraphale, and the most ridiculous silent disco playlist ever.

“It’s good, thank you,” Zira said curtly, then fixed him with another glare. “And my name is Zira, not Angel.” He shouldn’t speak, he shouldn’t speak, he shouldn’t speak-- “S’not what the A stands for? Cos it seems like it could be, with, y’know, y’lookin’ all—ngh—angelic and—nhmmm—cherubic an’ stuff y’know.” Crowley was going to cut out his own tongue.

The fic was significant on my ao3 journey because:

It was the first crack fic I’d written that had structure (and yeah, a little bit of angst to make things spicy), and the first crack AU I’d written. And I had soooo much fun!

It was created as a thank you to @ineffablerainstorm for all their amazing beta work on my previous AU (which was an extremely personal story).

I met a ton of amazing GO fans in the comment section of that story, including many who have since then become really good friends.

I literally bought an iPad and Procreate because I wanted to illustrate every chapter of this story. I am a mediocre artist with only a high school level proficiency in physical media, and so there was a steep learning curve! Not every illustration is good, but they were all fun, and that’s all that matters!

Despite this being a gift for them, Rainstorm decided to create the “cats in hats” photos that Muriel sends Zira on each day of his cruise. Clawde the Impaler, or just Clawde, was based on my kitty Angus, so the photos were mine of Angus over the years, and Rainstorm added the hats, often in the most ridiculous ways possible. It was just another little visual treat to add into this story.

Anyway, here are a few images/photos from the fic. Thanks, beerok, for nudging me down this delightful memory lane!

Fic nostalgia game

Share the fic you posted as close to exactly one year ago as possible. You can just post a link if you like, but feel free to talk about it, too! How did you feel about this fic then, how do you feel now? Do you love it, hate it, has your writing changed at all? Anything you’d do differently in hindsight? Go nuts!

thank you for tagging me @quitequaintrelle 🩷

exactly one year ago I was writing and salt the Earth behind you, the fic who wrote itself. I never thought I’d write something like this, that I would enjoy it so, that I would love it so much. Against all odds this is still my fav iteration of them, and seeing people loving it so much a whole year on warms my heart like nothing else 🩷. thank you for the love. cj and raph forever.

no pressure tags: @beerok23 @hermiola @firelikestars <3

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I can't wait for them to have lazy, slow mornings and old man robes and plants with spots on them

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Crowley sitting strangely

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These are incredible!

Pencil and charcoal drawings. I worked on Crowley's portrait for 6 weeks. And I spent 19 weeks working on Aziraphale's portrait. These two drawings are among my favorites 🥹

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Gorgeous!

Today is the wonderfull Obscurely_artistic 's birthday, sooooo I drew her Rock star Crowley, from her fanfic A Gift From An Angel, so if you want to know why he's wearing a tartan scarf, you'll have to read the story^^

https://archiveofourown.org/works/59941015/chapters/152921353

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Can I sit with you?