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Always a good weekend with some more sweet and romantic bumbling idiots and hot mess wanna-be-but-really-shouldn't lovers. 💜

Writers Guild Presents: Seek Ye Not, Chapter 9

CW/tags: Priest Crowley, Top/Dom Crowley, Sub Aziraphale, Reverse Omens, angst & smut, religious trauma, reference to past homophobia, explicit sex (eventually), slow burn, human AU - please see AO3 for more tags!

Summary:

Father Crowley serves the parish of Tadfield as best he can, but he's been struggling for some time. After all, it's hard to be a functioning priest when you're not sure you have any faith left. The Catholic Church hasn't brought Crowley the answers he's sought, and he's not sure it ever could. He's just going through the motions and getting nowhere fast.

Aziraphale Eastgate, disowned by his parents, has finally returned home to Tadfield having departed under a dark cloud over 15 years ago. He's back to try and find some peace, rebuilding connections with his brother Gabriel, his partner, Bee, and their young family. But there is so much of Aziraphale's past that he still hasn't dealt with and it's stopping him moving forward.

They might not be the answer to each other's prayers, but they might be able to find a better way together.

Excerpt:

It was a horribly pleasant Friday morning, barely a day since Crowley had succumbed to his baser needs, had broken his vows of celibacy in the early hours of Thursday morning with a wailing moan and the thought of Aziraphale beneath him. Standing in the Church hall, waiting for the event volunteers to arrive for their meeting, a trickle of fear ran down his spine. Would they notice anything amiss, he thought absentmindedly, as he wandered around the hall arranging chairs in a small circle. Would they be able to sense the roiling shame pouring off of him while he sat there trying to pretend everything was absolutely fine?

Would they be able to tell that, deep within his mind, he just couldn’t stop replaying over and over the experience of utter bliss, the voice inside teasing him that he didn’t regret any of it at all, did he?

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Thank you so much to my wonderful beta readers @sakascal @playdohangel @rofell @springofviolets and @naturallyteal 🥰

Thanks also to @whickberstreetwriters and @goodomensafterdark for their continuing support 💜

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🏳️‍🌈 Pride 🏳️‍⚧️

Pride horns & halos, protecting their community and each other 🥰

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If the text is fuzzy on the memes, please click on them to sort out the resolution!

I'm writing this in the UK, where the temperature has apparently been set to "inferno". However, the memes must flow, so please enjoy this selection and I hope they bring you some cheer. Also, I'm part of a micro-community of GO fanfic writers on Discord and one of our members very kindly gifted us a wonderful message from Maggie Service 🥰 It has certainly kept my spirits up as I melt. Hope you have a lovely weekend, folks 💜

Last meme post

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Just saying I want a t-shirt that says "Recreationally aligned with hell" 😁 - it's one of my favorite lines in this entire fic!

Angels Don't Dance Chapter Twelve: Armageddon's just...crap, is up!

Read from the first chapter here.

Summary: Crowley is assigned to attend a Bush Doof (underground EDM festival) in Australia. Aziraphale tags along for funsies. In this chapter, tattoos and truths are revealed.

Excerpt:

Ah, now here, here is some good old demonic verve!’ She comes to a stop, her ice bag dripping enthusiastically, in front of a refurbished school bus. The bus is painted haphazardly in dark greens and blacks (Dagon is a big fan of the colour scheme), and has demonic sigils emblazoned near the door. There’s a rat skull where the doorknob should be, and the sounds of death metal leak out from the interior. 

Dagon knocks on the door. Nothing. She knocks again. ‘Hail, infernal creature! Arise!’

A tired looking human opens the door, black powder across her eyes, like battle paint. A small python is wrapped around one arm, flicking a curious tongue out. 

‘Crowley?’ Michael asks. 

‘Nah,’ says Dagon. ‘This one’s too well behaved.’ She gives it a little boop on the nose. 

‘Do you… want something?’ the human asks, yawning. 

‘Yes,’ says Dagon, standing up to her full height, and in parade stance. ‘Are you, by any chance, a denizen of Hell?’

The human laughs. ‘Ah…yeah. Sure. Very hellish, me.’

‘You’re a human, aren’t you?’ Dagon realises, slumping a bit. 

‘Last time I checked,’ the human replies, as the python winds up into her hair. 

‘Are you aligned with hell in any way?’ Dagon asks. 

‘I mean, recreationally,’ the human replies. 

‘Have you seen the Demon Crowley this weekend?’ Michael asks, stepping forward. 

‘Oh, are you one of the roving performers? Is this some kind of larp thing?’ the human asks. 

‘Larp?’ Michael asks.

‘No fucking idea,’ Dagon replies. ‘Anyway, thanks for your assistance. May your evil deeds be plentiful.’

‘Sure,’ says the human, closing the door. The sound of a lock being latched follows her. 

‘Well. That was less fruitful than I thought it would be,’ Dagon says. ‘Let’s go.’ They walk on, around the corner to the next laneway. From here, they can see the full expanse of the camping ground. Hundreds of tents stretch out in all directions in front of them. 

‘Ugh, this is going to take friggen’ hours,’ Dagon groans, and she drips ice despondently. ‘Fucking Crowley.’

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Big thanks as always to my partner @zaizai734 for beta work; and to my crew at @whickberstreetwriters for support and cheerleading, especially @sakascal, @rofell, @playdohangel, and @angie-words who betaed this chapter.

In the next chapter: Crowley needs to gaslight gatekeep girlboss harder than she's ever gaslighted gatekept girlbossed before.

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"Charmed (and) Witch"

Part 30. "Do you understand?"

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autism is living by vampire rules. light sensitivity. eating the wrong food makes you want to die. need to be explicitly invited places. weird sleep schedule. eating the same thing every time. specific rituals and routines. burst into flames at the sight of a crucifix. etc.

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Legend has it that in the Late Middle Ages, the artist behind the creation of this window was out on a stroll through a secluded glen, when there was a sudden, blinding flash of light. When his vision returned, an angel stood before him. The angel said, “Be not afraid. But if you would kindly leave immediately, I would very much appreciate it.” The artist fled and was said to have been granted a blessed life.

Many who visit the Church of the Blushing Angel, as it has been colloquially named, also claim to have been blessed. Though it is a small, out of the way church, many couples looking to be wed search it out for this very reason.

Scholars argue over the meaning of the details in the glass. Why is the angel blushing? Why does it appear the angel was in the midst of a picnic? Is the serpent’s tail meant to convey the evil of the Earthly pleasures that surround it? The more rebellious amongst them suggest the window portrays a friendly meal shared between good and evil or even, perhaps, something more intimate given their proximity.

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Good omens fic writers: To ngk, or not to ngk: that is the question

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So I made a mini comic based off this post by @meanwhile-at-crowleys-flat.

Please don’t kill me.

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Little pride thing 😊 - bonus below -

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❄ WINTER OMENS BIG BANG INTEREST CHECK ❄

Hello everyone! This is an interest check post for a winter themed Good Omens big bang we are planning to run, with the estimated posting window spanning from mid-December to the end of January, and an estimated word count of minimum 2000 words.

We know, we know, it's June right now, no one wants to think about winter activities. But as the posting period would be in winter, we thought it was the perfect time to run an interest check to see if there are enough people interested.

For the event itself, any kind of work that is centered around winter (winter activities, winter holidays, wintery vibes, etc.) would be welcome, both AU and canon setting. It is a loose theme, so you can get creative with it. Works can be as fluffy, angsty, smutty, or whumpy as you like.

Please fill out the interest form below, so that we can see if we have the numbers to run this event:

If we do reach the numbers, a follow up post with the rules, FAQ, and the schedule will be posted after the interest check closes.

For now, please fill out the form, and spread the word by reblogging and sharing the link with your friends. We'll be happy to see you participating 💙

And if you have any questions, feel free to shoot us a DM or send us an ask here on Tumblr. Hoping to hear from you soon!

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The unexpected reason why the drive-through line is so long

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Happy pride month, everyone 🏳️‍🌈

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It’s a New Craze: 71

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it’s a new craze written by attheborder. Read the fic here.

This comic will update Mondays and Wednesdays. Please enjoy!

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Everyday, it’s a-gettin’ gayer~🎶

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Queer as in... ❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜

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