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My fanfiction over on AO3. All Good Omens (TV continuity), Aziraphale/Crowley. (Updated March 2, 2026)
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The Tale of the Saltarelli Sonnet (T, 5k words, oneshot)
What Crowley was doing at the start of the fourteenth century. History, poetry, translation… a sonnet-writing lawyer who thought people would be reasonable … and just a touch of pre-S2 angst.
East of the Sun, West of the Moon (E, 11k words, a standalone chapter in a larger collab)
Monster Hunter Aziraphale/Shapeshifter Crowley AU. Arranged marriage to a mysterious stranger; sex magic on the wedding night; and the Ballad of Tam Lin with consentacles. (You can enjoy this chapter even if you have not read anything else in this big collab fic! I promise! I wrote it with almost zero knowledge of anything else!)
Good (E, 1000 words, oneshot)
Crowley’s done something kind again. There must be something Aziraphale can do for him in return. No matter how much he complains about it. (CNC, praise/degradation kink, Gentle Dom Aziraphale)
(More under the cut!)
The New-Made World (E, 5397 words, oneshot)
No one watching. Nothing to prove. Just the two of them. Together. (A follow-up to All Your Life.) A birthday gift for @lornainthewoods.
Over the River and Through the Wood (E, 100 words)
In which, sharing a cottage on the South Downs, they gradually find their way to themselves, and to each other. Soft and sweet and musical. A birthday gift for @gaiaseyes451 .
Horn of Plenty (E, 2931 words, oneshot) — co-written with @malachitegrey and @voluptatiscausa
Fluff and Crack. Crowley runs an ice cream parlor. Also he has horns. Also he and Aziraphale are in love. A birthday gift for MimiRay.
That Certain Night (E, 8670 words, 4/4 chapters)
Three nights together during wartime, and one night together after. Angst with a happy ending. 1941, 1967, Night at Crowley’s Flat, and a sweet, smutty South Downs epilogue. A birthday gift for @voluptatiscausa .
This Most Balmy Time and Stay Me With Flagons (both E, each 100 words)
A pair of smutty birthday drabbles for @cemeteryangel725 .
Nothing Lasts Forever (G, 108 words)
A post-S2 meditation on narrative arcs, astronomy, and love — but make it a sonnet. (Written for a poetry game in the Good Omens After Dark Writers Guild. Prompt: “Starmaker”)
Gibraltar May Tumble (E, 8539 words)
A little first-time light bondage on a rainy South Downs afternoon, with feelings and tenderness and love. (A gift fic for @sapientmanbuncountrymare written as part of the Good Omens After Dark Pride Exchange)
Bear You on the Breath of Dawn (T, 100 words)
They’ve had an argument — their first since they moved into their cottage together. They’re still not very good at talking. But this time, they both stay. (A drabble.)
Da Pacem (M, 341 words)
A sestina about stopping the Second Coming with your secret lover, using the key words “night, time, glass, light, tide, stars.”
Is This Desire? (E, 15.5k words, 2/2 chapters)
A smutty, sex-pollened meditation on desire and consent. (Written for the High Pollen Count Good Omens Sex Pollen Event.)
Confiteor (M, 3k words, 1/1 chapter)
Aziraphale goes on a guilt trip. Crowley brings him back home. (Angst with a happy ending.)
Exsultet (E, 6k words, 3/3 chapters)
They’d won. But there were some things left to lose. (And there were some victories still to come.) (A gift fic for @crowleyslvt written as part of the Good Omens Song and Poetry Exchange)
In contenti e in allegria (E, 5k words, 2/2 chapters)
Completely shameless PWP, honeymoon in Paris edition. (A gift fic for @and-his-hands-were-24-crows in the Good Omens After Dark Valentine’s Exchange)
O You and Me at Last (E, 4k words, 1/1 chapters)
News of one of Aziraphale’s past admirers has Crowley feeling a little… possessive. (Written for the Good Omens After Dark Smut War)
Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea (E, 5k words, 3/3 chapters)
Crowley’s been giving Aziraphale space to adjust to being on his own, finally free of Heaven. Now, a gorgeous American philanthropist has started hanging around the bookshop. Has Crowley left things Too Late? (Spoiler alert: There’s a very happy resolution.) (Gift fic for IUsedToBeGifted177 in the Good Omens After Dark Christmas Exchange)
Small Things Like Reasons (M, 4k words, 7/7 chapters)
An exploration of six competing meta theories against the backdrop of the Rapture.
These, Thy Gifts (M, 100 words)
Crowley gives thanks for a feast. (A smutty Thanksgiving drabble.)
Revolver (T, 200 words)
Sometime in the late 1960s or early 1970s, Crowley tried to introduce Aziraphale to the Beatles. It went about like you’d expect. (A double drabble with hands thirst.)
Series: Auprès de ma blonde
(Each item in the series can be read independently.)
General vibes: Ineffable Honeymoon. Everything is terribly sweet and romantic. Lots of Feelings. There are literary and musical allusions.
(Individual works in the series under the cut! Dorothy Sayers fans will instantly clock the first two titles. Yes, there are Wimsey vibes.)
one more river (and that’s the river of jordan) (E, 5k words, 3/3 chapters)
They are alone now — they are free. They are both nervous, but eager, newlyweds.
Auprès de ma blonde, qu’il fait bon dormir (E, 2k words, 1/1 chapters)
The morning after “one more river.”
What We Think About When We Think About Each Other (E, 4k words, 6/6 chapters)
Five times they swapped fantasies, and one time they started learning to share.
Songs and Sonnets (E, 2k words, 1/1 chapters)
A little bit of exploration that gets surprisingly emotional.
That the One Ought To Have of the Other (T, 1k words, 1/1 chapters)
Marriage vows considered as a formal contract, and negotiated with feelings.
Set Me as a Seal Upon Your Heart (E, 12k words, 4/4 chapters)
The Ineffable Husbands make it official. And formal contracts between supernatural entities have a way of becoming particularly real.
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The Catalogue of Ships in the Iliad is, to a modern audiences, what classicists have called “boring as hell,” but I can’t help but think that if you were watching Homer recite it it would have been more like when comedians go, “anybody here tonight from Chicago?” and the Chicagoans in the back start cheering
Homer’s like, “and there were forty black ships from… LOCRIS” and the Locrians in the crowd start going absolutely nuts
there's a family of local sandhill cranes that adopted an abandoned goose last summer and they're STILL together today even after migration.... i love them + they're local celebrities + nature is beautiful
Not sure about anyone else, but I re-read all my favourite AO3 comments when I’ve had a rough day, so if you’ve ever taken the time to write a deep, funny, or just kind comment, thank-you.
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people are saying in the tags that the rule is the expletive goes before the stressed syllable, but clearly none of them have read McCarthy 1982 “Prosodic Structure and Expletive Infixation”, or else they’d know the rule is “an infix may only lodge at the edge of a foot”
since Kalamazoo has an unstressed third syllable which isn’t part of a trochaic foot, the expletive can come either before or after, although it is interesting that tumblr is (currently) showing a strong but not overwhelming preference for Kalama-fucking-zoo. maybe people prefer to group the third syllable with the initial foot, maybe the binary choice is exaggerating the data
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Angry Gamers (capitol G) will look at a new trailer, invent a way cooler and more epic version of it, and then think that cooler and more epic version is Bad, somehow
Man imagine a GTA where you play as a trans woman sex worker forced into increasingly dangerous situations, surviving and slowly thriving through crimes and heists of escalating stakes, slowly overcoming and eventually overthrowing those who wronged you in both the justice system and the criminal underworld
Maybe game studios should have one of these Gamers on their team to torture. The angrier this Gamer gets the further the rest of the team pushes. If this Gamer is violent with rage by the end of a brainstorming session it's considered successful.
Hello women in my phone. I have developed a mania for forgotten early/mid 20th century British classics. Have just read:
Loving
A Month in the Country
Don't Look At Me Like That <<<<<<< This one was incredible and I haven't heard anyone talk about it
Lady Into Fox
Do you know any books like this? Can you recommend any? I'm particularly interested in: love; plucky young women; servants; atheists; the meaning of life, if such a thing exists. I Capture The Castle another good example. Brideshead Revisited is not underrated or forgotten but I'm also reading that. I will accept nonforgotten and non-British suggestions if they fulfill other criteria. Also they have to be good.
hello this genre is basically all i read. some ones i've loved in the past few years: Look at Me by Anita Brookner, Dud Avocado by Elaine Dundy (American), Cheerful Weather for the Wedding by Julia Strachey (i quite like the 2012 film as well), The Girls by John Bowen (lesbians!), Excellent Women by Barbara Pym (about elderly churchgoing plucky women, not young atheists, but trust me), Basic Black with Pearls by Helen Weinzweig (Canadian, not British), Love Life of a Cheltenham Lady by Dinah Brooke, anything by Muriel Spark but especially The Girls of Slender Means. you also will want to check out the backlists of Persephone Books and Slightly Foxed Editions, two british publishers who specialize in this
Hell yeah this is an incredible list and exactly what I was looking for. I haven't read anything on it. LOVE Persephone Books but hadn't heard of Slightly Foxed!
You cannot unburn what is burned.
Although you scrape the ruined toast,
You can’t go back. It’s time you learned
The butter cannot be unchurned,
You can’t unmail the morning post,
You cannot unburn what is burned–
The lovers in your youth you spurned,
The bridges charred you needed most.
You can’t go back. It’s time you learned
Smoke’s reputation is well earned,
Not just as an acrid, empty boast–
You cannot unburn what is burned.
You longed for home, but while you yearned,
The black ships smoldered on the coast;
You can’t go back. It’s time you learned
That even if you had returned,
You’d only be a kind of ghost,
You can’t go back. It’s time you learned
That what is burned is burned is burned.
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“I’ll just list ways you can accomplish this [radical revision] when you are working on a poem. Dig up some old ones and see what happens (it’s best to use old ones to start, as you are no longer emotionally attached to them): 1) If someone tells you you have too much in your poem, add more. 2) If someone tells you you have too little in your poem, take out more. 3) Take the last line and make it the first. Rewrite from there, keeping whatever works in what’s already there. 4) Expand your poem: add subordinate clauses using who, when, until, if, while, before, after, as, since, whenever, where, etc. Also use coordinating conjunctions: and/and/and; or/or/or; but/but/but (think of it as a list that keeps going). So, for example: “The man, who once loved me, who once told me___________, and __________, and ____________, and ______________…” so you’re pushing the syntax and the comfort of the line/sentence. Actual listing - must make a qualitative progression (light to dark, big to small, for example); can’t be random. Push the list, see what you come up with. Repetition - repeat what you just said. Maybe repeat it again. Contradiction - say the opposite of what you just said. 5) Compress your poem: Negation: use the word ‘not.’ When you do this you get both the thing named and its absence. You can also use other words that negate - ‘un’; ‘never’; 'less’; 'without.’ Neologisms: (what I like to refer to as kennings - used in Anglo Saxon poetry): put words together to create a heightened adjective, a metaphor: 'the shutmouth mother,’ 'the sorrowfence.’ Possessives: use possessives: 'how the sun’s poultice draws on my inflammation’ (Plath) or 'the wind’s rebuke’ and 'the leaves’ exhalation’ (Brigit Pegeen Kelly). Shift the parts of speech: Use a noun as a verb or vice versa. Use an adjective as a verb, etc. Cut and paste: radically rearrange your poem. Find new combinations! EXERCISE: Go over your poem and underline any lines you feel jump out with lots of energy. Pick three of those lines. Make one the first line of a new poem, one a middle line, and one the last line. Now, using some of the above strategies (minimum 3), write a new poem.”
[ID: post by New-Cleckit Dominie (not sure how this will come out on a screen reader - the joke is that the text, which is a pastiche of william carlos william's famous "plums" poem, has been poorly transcribed by OCR software so it gets increasingly garbled as it goes on):
