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Still We Know Each Other So Well - Chapter 3

Rating: Explicit (though not for a few more chapters)

A few months ago, there was a comment on Tumblr that there are ponderings about what would happen if Aziraphale or Crowley's memory was wiped, but what if both their memories were wiped?

This is a story of that what if.

Chapter Summary: Aziraphale walked briskly until he turned into Whickber Street, where he slowed to a stroll and took a deep breath.

Excerpt:

Aziraphale walked briskly until he turned into Whickber Street, where he slowed to a stroll and took a deep breath. Friday mornings always seemed less busy than other mornings somehow; perhaps it was the springier step of otherwise weary pedestrians as they strode eagerly towards the weekend. He didn't know what it was about this particular street in Soho—the neat buildings lined up obediently and displaying the vibrantly coloured shop fronts at the bottom—but he felt he could relax and take his time.

The shopkeepers seemed particularly friendly along this stretch. The lady in the record store often waved enthusiastically at Aziraphale as he passed, while the café owner over the road would usually give him a nod or smile. He often thought that he really must take the time to try the chai latte at Give Me Coffee or Give Me Death, however he felt an inexplicable aversion to the place, despite its cosy, inviting appearance.

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To my glorious beta and wrangler of my overthinking @harlotofupdog, eternal thanks wonderful musk-fish.

and thank you to all the goblins at @goodomensafterdark for just being an excellent and supportive bunch

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Hell's Art Department presents in celebration of GOAD 8008 week

Grand Duke of Hell Shax

H.S. Paint on Screen

@goodomensafterdark @fuzzygoblin thank you for the leg suggestion! 😍

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WET T-SHIRT COMPETITION!

Uncensored images:

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GOAD Wamen Week Sketch: "Wet T-Shirt"

(Inks and full-colour coming soon!)

This prompt came from the lovely @gleafer 's prompt chat on patreon!

The full image (too spicy for tumblr) is on patreon:

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I am so behind on all the things but I managed to draw some boobs to celebrate WAMEN WEEK over at @goodomensafterdark yayayay. It was very hastily done and I don't know why the dorky socks but hey, it's all practice innit. You can see the PROPER BOOB VERSION on Reddit, along with lotsa other boob content to celebrate 8008 GOAD members.

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Sweet Dreams - Part VII

we move out of dangerously spicy territory with this chapter, but as always, WIPs, earlier releases and extra spice can be found on Patreon! <3

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Feature Fic Fursday!

FFF - Feature Fic Fursday!

This is a special day of the week: fic recs Thursday (pronounced à la Française)!

Each week, we will browse the Good Omens After Dark official AO3 collection, choose a tag and promote the fics that are featured in it!

Have a tag idea for the next week? Comment it!

Have other fic recs, or your own fic would qualify for the tag? Reblog and throw in the link!

Tag of the week:

For WAMEN WEEK, I have chosen: all the 'She/her pronouns' tags present in the collection!

This includes:

‘She/her Pronouns for Crowley’

‘She/her Pronouns for Aziraphale’

‘She/her Pronouns for Beelzebub’

‘She/her Pronouns for Shax’

‘She/her Pronouns for Uriel’

‘She/her Pronouns for Nanny Ashtoreth’

Promotion time:

Queen Of Hell by OneDapperCat

Rating: Explicit

Genres: Angst, Angst/Fluff, Angst with a Happy Ending

Word count: 89,666 words

Chapter count: 33 chapters (completed)

CW: Minor discussion of prior non-con, minor gore, domestic violence

Summary: With Aziraphale on his way back to Heaven, and Crowley having been unable to tell him what he saw in Gabriel’s file about a new Armageddon, Crowley decides he needs to make a sacrifice to stop what is coming. He returns to Hell, planning to talk his way onto the Dark Council, but Satan has a different proposition.

Nanny Likes to Watch You Eat by Depressedpenguin2, a gift for DisastrousLook5116

Rating: Explicit

Genre: Plot What Plot

Word count: 1,464 words

Chapter count: one-shot

Summary: Sexy times between the Ineffable Wives. Food is involved.

Dance Our Night Away by Kotias

Rating: General Audiences

Genre: songfic (based on Frank Sinatra's 'Polka dots and Moonbeans')

Word count: 2,172 words

Chapter count: one-shot

Summary: 1944, 29th of February - leap year. Crowley and Aziraphale are invited to a ballroom dance party, and will dance- but angels don't dance, do they?

Snex on a Plane by FuzzyGoblin

Rating: Explicit

Genre: Plot What Plot

Word count: 1,855 words

Chapter count: one-shot

Summary: Aziraphale is feeling peckish and she prefers to do things the human way. On board a plane with a hidden stowaway, Aziraphale gets more than she bargained for on her quest for a decent meal.

Thou Shall Not by Depressedpenguin2

Rating: Explicit

Genre: Plot What Plot

Word count: 836 words

Chapter count: one-shot

Summary: Sexy time for Beelzebub and Gabriel -married couple, tentacles are involved.

Infernal Tango by isiaiowin

Rating: Explicit

Genre: A plot exists!

Word count: 7,691 words

Chapter count: one-shot

Summary: After Shax accidentally revealed to Furfur that she could dance the Tango, he planned a grand gesture to sweep her off her feet, resulting in a night of fiery passion.

The Stag and The Scale by isiaiowin

Rating: Mature

Genre: Romance

Word count: 29,679 words

Chapter count: 6 chapters (8 planned)

Summary: Ineffable games reach far and wide. Follow the Demon Furfur and his Angel Justice as memories of the past resurface while they try to find a way to be together. Heaven and Hell have other plans, so will this be their new beginning, or is it the beginning of the end?

Show You Something by whatareyou42

Rating: Explicit

Genre: Slow burn

Word count: 115,618 words

Chapter count: 24 chapters (completed)

Summary: Aziraphale and Crowley were spending time together one night and Crowley had an idea, something to show Aziraphale, mostly for laughs, or so he thinks. Could this be a key in helping them fix things after Aziraphale leaves for Heaven?

BYE LOSERZZZZZ

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GOAD 8008 Celebration Art!!

Uncensored versions are on Reddit and Twitter ;)

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Cranking up the heat - Part 9 - feat. sloppy kisses

View full extra spicy view on ao3:

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Part 2 of Crowley writing his journal. He is doing fine.

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Feature Fic Fursday!

FFF - Feature Fic Fursday!

This is a special day of the week: fic recs Thursday (pronounced à la Française)!

Each week, we will browse the Good Omens After Dark official AO3 collection, choose a tag and promote the fics that are featured in it!

Have a tag idea for the next week? Comment it!

Have other fic recs, or your own fic would qualify for the tag? Reblog and throw in the link!

Tag of the week:

For WAMEN WEEK, I have chosen: all the 'She/her pronouns' tags present in the collection!

This includes:

‘She/her Pronouns for Crowley’

‘She/her Pronouns for Aziraphale’

‘She/her Pronouns for Beelzebub’

‘She/her Pronouns for Shax’

‘She/her Pronouns for Uriel’

‘She/her Pronouns for Nanny Ashtoreth’

Promotion time:

Queen Of Hell by OneDapperCat

Rating: Explicit

Genres: Angst, Angst/Fluff, Angst with a Happy Ending

Word count: 89,666 words

Chapter count: 33 chapters (completed)

CW: Minor discussion of prior non-con, minor gore, domestic violence

Summary: With Aziraphale on his way back to Heaven, and Crowley having been unable to tell him what he saw in Gabriel’s file about a new Armageddon, Crowley decides he needs to make a sacrifice to stop what is coming. He returns to Hell, planning to talk his way onto the Dark Council, but Satan has a different proposition.

Nanny Likes to Watch You Eat by Depressedpenguin2, a gift for DisastrousLook5116

Rating: Explicit

Genre: Plot What Plot

Word count: 1,464 words

Chapter count: one-shot

Summary: Sexy times between the Ineffable Wives. Food is involved.

Dance Our Night Away by Kotias

Rating: General Audiences

Genre: songfic (based on Frank Sinatra's 'Polka dots and Moonbeans')

Word count: 2,172 words

Chapter count: one-shot

Summary: 1944, 29th of February - leap year. Crowley and Aziraphale are invited to a ballroom dance party, and will dance- but angels don't dance, do they?

Snex on a Plane by FuzzyGoblin

Rating: Explicit

Genre: Plot What Plot

Word count: 1,855 words

Chapter count: one-shot

Summary: Aziraphale is feeling peckish and she prefers to do things the human way. On board a plane with a hidden stowaway, Aziraphale gets more than she bargained for on her quest for a decent meal.

Thou Shall Not by Depressedpenguin2

Rating: Explicit

Genre: Plot What Plot

Word count: 836 words

Chapter count: one-shot

Summary: Sexy time for Beelzebub and Gabriel -married couple, tentacles are involved.

Infernal Tango by isiaiowin

Rating: Explicit

Genre: A plot exists!

Word count: 7,691 words

Chapter count: one-shot

Summary: After Shax accidentally revealed to Furfur that she could dance the Tango, he planned a grand gesture to sweep her off her feet, resulting in a night of fiery passion.

The Stag and The Scale by isiaiowin

Rating: Mature

Genre: Romance

Word count: 29,679 words

Chapter count: 6 chapters (8 planned)

Summary: Ineffable games reach far and wide. Follow the Demon Furfur and his Angel Justice as memories of the past resurface while they try to find a way to be together. Heaven and Hell have other plans, so will this be their new beginning, or is it the beginning of the end?

Show You Something by whatareyou42

Rating: Explicit

Genre: Slow burn

Word count: 115,618 words

Chapter count: 24 chapters (completed)

Summary: Aziraphale and Crowley were spending time together one night and Crowley had an idea, something to show Aziraphale, mostly for laughs, or so he thinks. Could this be a key in helping them fix things after Aziraphale leaves for Heaven?

BYE LOSERZZZZZ

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Did you think loving a demon wouldn't have consequences?

For Waman week over at @goodomensafterdark !! I will take any excuse for drawing fem azi, thank you.

Pen on paper.

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Writers Guild Presents - The Queen’s Burden: Chapters 5 - 7

Written by OneDapperCat on our subreddit!

Rating: Explicit (Crowley becomes a very hungry snek starting now)

Summary:

While Aziraphale is out of town, Crowley decides to exact some vigilante justice on a particularly detestable human. A curious Lucifer is drawn out from Hell, and decides it’s time Aziraphale and Crowley play a game with him; a game which threatens to separate the couple forever.  

CW: dubious consent, non-con drug use, emotional abuse, physical assault, non-consensual touching, body dysmorphia, mentions of past non-con.

Excerpt from chapter five:

Aziraphale noticed the Crowley-shaped lump beside him stir, so he gave it a small smile, then returned to his book. As he turned to the next page, he felt slender fingers begin working on his shirt buttons, and a light body writhing on his legs, fittingly feeling like the slither of a snake.

“Are you awake, dear?” Aziraphale said dumbly as his face flushed.

“Mmm… feeling hungry…” she purred from beneath the blanket.

“I… I can make you something… oh, dear…” Crowley’s lips started on Aziraphale’s chest, kisses moving in a spiral, her tongue making its appearance as her lips reached his nipple, his book dropping on the floor as her touch sent lustful shudders through his body. The last few weeks, with the house closing date drawing near, they hadn’t had as much time for intimacy. Aziraphale’s burning desire seemed constantly stymied by the limited hours in a day, many of which were consumed by commutes and meetings. He would already be an easy lay, so Crowley’s temptation only worked to strengthen his internal inferno.

“M’ in the mood for angel food…” Crowley’s lips moved further down his stomach, making a similar spiral around his bellybutton.

Aziraphale’s constant desire for the demon came stampeding to the forefront of his mind, until faced with a wall built of Crowley’s apprehension from the night before. “That… You… I thought you didn’t… didn’t want to…” Aziraphale bit his lip, as he felt familiar fingers pulling down his pajama bottoms. He could feel his desire building with each touch, beating at the wall, threatening to burst through.

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Or start from chapter one!

Thank you u/fishey_me for the beta on chapter five!

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A Wank in the Park – Chapter 4

Ezra can’t believe Crowley would be bad at it. He almost blurts this out, but then remembers the rules of guy friendships – you banter and insult, not compliment and assuage like he does with his girl friends. “Ha, I bet you’re shit at it. And your breath stinks,” Ezra says. Crowley grins at him, looking much more at ease with this type of talk. “I bet you’d be a sloppy kisser,” Crowley counters in a taunting voice. “You were sloppy with that BJ the other day.” Something twitches in Ezra’s pants at the memory. “You liked it well enough,” Ezra claps back. Crowley grins and fixes Ezra with a wolfish stare. Ezra shivers. “Let’s try it now. See which one of us is better.” Ezra is speechless as Crowley places his hands on Ezra’s chest and pushes him off the path. Ezra stares at Crowley and lets himself be led, walking backwards, until they are tucked behind a large, mature tree. Crowley crowds up against Ezra, Ezra’s back pressed into the rough bark of the trunk. “Ready?” Crowley whispers.

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What the readers are saying… highlights from the comment section

“The vibes-the title-the oblivious horny sweetness!”

“Who will leave that transparent closet first? Ezra with his ‘ country boy needs city man’ aura, or Crowley, clearly falling for Ezra first because he didn’t tie his shoes laces? FIND OUT NEXT TIME!!”

“Yes this is exactly what straight dudes do”

“these two are going to be having sex for months before they realise they are gay LOL”

Credit to my infinitely patient betas for Chapter 4: @springofviolets @the-literal-kj @angie-words @playdohangel @secretlywingedphantom

ORIGINAL ART!!! Courtesy of @secretlywingedphantom

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GOAD Writer's Guild: Paper Petals for Isolde (Chapter 7)

(as always, massive kudos to @happynachohologram and @goodomensafterdark for all the love, beta work, and support!)

Paper Petals for Isolde

by ElysiumLeo

Rating: E

Story CW: Lots of smut (heed AO3 tags and notes), Human AU, Star-Crossed Lovers, Gang Member Crowley/High Society Aziraphale, Fake Rivalry, Secret Relationship/Marriage, Mutual Pining, Drama and Romance, Angst/Fluff/Smut, Soulmates, Body Worship

Chapter CW: Childhood Bullying, Cursing (by a child), Implied Religious Indoctrination, Mild Mentions of Blood, Mild Violence (children fighting), Negative Classism Interactions

Story Summary:

Crowley and Aziraphale have a big secret: they've been married for nearly four years. They've managed to keep their relationship under wraps, but the stress of keeping such a secret has been the biggest issue in their otherwise happily married life. Why is that, you might ask?

Crowley is a member of London's most notorious street gang, and Aziraphale was born into a high-profile political family. If either of their sides found out about their relationship, it wouldn't just be their marriage at stake...

But when Crowley opens his herbalist shop over the road from A.Z. Fell's, suddenly that secret becomes nearly impossible to keep. And when the rest of Whickber Street begins to suspect there's something going on between them, it will take everything in Crowley and Aziraphale's power to keep their star-crossed romance from unraveling before their very eyes.

Chapter Excerpt: (Chapter set in 1997)

Aziraphale watched in stunned fascination, jaw dropped and gaping at the sight. He was so entranced in the fight he was witnessing, he barely noticed when a young girl ran up to him, her hands darting down to pull Aziraphale up to his feet by the shoulders. 

“Oi, you okay?” the little girl asked, breaking Aziraphale’s fascinated focus.

Blinking, Aziraphale glanced at the girl, taking in the sight of her. She was short, with a round face and sandy red hair. Her expression was hard with concern, her eyes searching his face for any indication that he’d been hurt. Swallowing thickly, Aziraphale shook his head, the two of them ignoring the pummelling happening just a few feet away from them. “Y-Yeah, I’m okay. But who are you? And who’s that?” Aziraphale asked, glancing back towards the fight at their right.

Before them, the one-sided fight raged on, rendering Sandalphon a sobbing mess in the mud. The skinny boy kept at it, until at long last, Sandalphon managed to get a hand in edgewise, grabbing at the collar of his shirt and blocking a fist from striking him again. With a titanic effort, Sandalphon managed to heave the other boy off of him, throwing him to the side. With a dismayed cry, Sandalphon rolled to his feet, and Aziraphale gaped at the sight of his face. 

Sandalphon’s face was a mask of mud, a large bruise forming on his cheek and twin trickles of blood running down his lip from his nose. It seemed that the skinny boy hadn’t managed to hurt him as much as Aziraphale had thought. Instead, it had been the feral attack, the screaming insults, and the wild flailing of fists from a boy much smaller than him that had done most of the work, utterly shattering Sandalphon’s bravado. 

Somehow, in Aziraphale’s mind, he knew that the damage to Sandalphon’s ego had hurt him more than the broken nose. Sandalphon, cocky brute that he was, had been thoroughly beaten at his own game. 

“You bleeding psycho!” Sandalphon yelled, backing away from where he’d tossed the other lad to the side. As the skinny youth began to rise to his feet, Sandalphon’s eyes widened in fright, fearing another furious attack. Turning on his heel, Sandalphon took off, running desperately into the woods to escape his would-be attacker, and completely forgetting Aziraphale where he’d left him.

The woods fell silent for a moment, the air cut only by the ragged breathing of the other as he squared off, staring in the direction that Sandalphon had run off. “Yeah, you better keep runnin’, bruv!” he shouted after him, bending down to grab a stick and whip it wildly in his direction. 

The stick hadn’t managed to go very far, but to Aziraphale that was as much of a threat as another beating, and he found himself utterly enthralled by his saviour. Glancing away from where Sandalphon had charged back through the trees, his eyes landed on the back of the other boy. He recognised those long limbs and that tall stature. He recognised the mop of messy red hair, now sticking up in all directions, and the faint lisp in his speech.

And when the boy turned around at last, Aziraphale recognised the bright amber eyes that he’d liked so much when he’d met him three years prior...

Like what you see so far? Check out the story on AO3 below! (link leads to chapter 7)

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Reddit’s @goodomensafterdark is having an ineffable wives week! Go enjoy fan fics, art, gifs/memes and more all celebrating the 8008 (heh heh boob) followers!

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Rating:  Explicit 

 Word Count: 1855 

Part 3 of Snexy Times 

Summary: Aziraphale is feeling peckish and she prefers to do things the human way. On board a plane with a hidden stowaway, Aziraphale gets more than she bargained for on her quest for a decent meal.

Written in celebration of r/GoodOmensAfterDark reaching a boobtastic 8008 members!

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