Figured it was about time to create an index of my stories. Titles link out to AO3. Double asterisks indicate that there are at least a few illustrations included in the fic.
Longer Works - AUs
This Phantom Life ** // E, 87k
Aziraphale (Zee) Marsh is a widowed hermit who secretly writes bestselling romance novels under a pseudonym. His life is rigorously controlled until his new downstairs neighbor arrives. Anthony Crowley causes something to come alive in Zee that he hasn’t seen in over twenty years, but Crowley brings his own dark secrets.
Rapture on the Seas ** // E, 89k
Zira and Crowley do not have a meet-cute. Their first accidental crash into each other results in enmity, and now they’re assigned to the same dinner group on their two-week transatlantic cruise. Of course, they’re also dating anonymously online, and planning to meet up soon…
Dead Right ** // E (T with skippable spice), 125k
In order to keep the family bookshop, Aziraphale must marry by his 45th birthday. He’s introduced to Crowley, and the two make an arrangement to enter a fake marriage until the business is secured.
The Regret List ** // E (M with skippable spice), 107k
Divorced, almost fifty, and still mostly in the closet, Aziraphale receives a challenge: create a Regret List, set right what he can, and learn to live a more authentic life. He knows exactly where he needs to start – Anthony Crowley.
*****
Longer Works - Canon-Related
Aziraphale’s Bucket List ** // E, 61k, post S2 canon-compliant
A month after Aziraphale follows the Metatron into Heaven, he’s gotten himself reassigned to earth. He’s finally free to express his love…but Crowley isn’t ready. Aziraphale comes up with a Plan.
Tender Morsels // M, 61k, through-the-years canon-adjacent
What if the Fall had nothing to do with Good and Evil? What if angels and demons were split for other reasons? When Aziraphale and Crowley fumble through their first drunken kiss, something changes. Can they find a path forward together when all of heaven and hell think of fraternizing as an act of treason?
The Third Prince ** // M, 44k, post S2 canon-compliant
Crowley never wanted to be an angel, but to stop the Second Coming, it seems he has no choice. Neither does Aziraphale, who must Fall to save the world. Now, it’s a race against time and the Metatron to protect humanity from Heaven, Hell, and the bloody Ineffable Plan. Illustrated by @ruby-gold.
Daughter of God // E, 45k, post S2 canon-compliant
Jo, daughter of God, adopts Aziraphale and Crowley as her new parents.
New Skin for an Old Wolf // T, 89k, post S2 canon-compliant
A new kind of Armageddon is coming, one that will take the combined power of angels, demons, and humans to overcome – if they ever start talking.
*****
Shorter Works - Canon and AU
To Catch a Ghost ** // T, 17k, human/fantasy AU
Paranormal Podcasters Pt 1: Trapped in a maybe-haunted house, forced to talk about their Feelings.
In Case of Fire // E, 9k, human AU
A middle-of-the-night hotel fire alarm leads to a smutty strangers-to-lovers rendezvous.
Touch Me Again ** // T, 7k, canon-compliant
What if the Fall wasn't what everyone believes it to be?
World Without End // T, 11k, canon-compliant(ish)
Michael's meddling with the Book of Life sets off an explosion of potential alternate realities.
The New Arrangement (series) // E, post-canon smut series
- Chance Encounter (1.5k): strangers, in public
- The Importance of Being Lazy (666): somnophilia
- Come Quietly; or Absolutely Feral (4k): role play, power dynamics
The (True) Christmas Story // G, 6k, canon-compliant
What really happened the night Jesus was born? Written with @ineffablerainstorm.
Temptation // G, 4k, canon-compliant(ish)
Crowley is jealous of Oscar Wilde and decides to tempt his angel.
Olaf the Schnauzer // T, 8k, human AU
A Schnauzer called Olaf leads Crowley and Aziraphale to discover they're dating the same man. Cowritten with @beerok23, @thechangelingsea, and a fourth anonymous contributor.
Tender is the Night // E, 1.2k, canon-compliant
The missing smut scene from Ch 14 of Daughter of God.
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The companion the church one with Aziraphale, which I posted after S2, has been sitting 80% finished in my procreate forever. I kept feeling like it needed more, but post S3 I don’t have to heart to spend anymore time on sad things. So here she is!
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Chapter 4 (Ghost From the Past) of The Haunting of Beryl House is out now! Aziraphale and Crowley begin to question everything—the wisdom of being at Beryl House, the decision to hide their relationship, even their own belief (or skepticism) about the paranormal. Maybe it’s time to cut and run… Excerpt:
“I can hear you thinking,” Crowley said.
“Don’t be ridiculous.”
“I’m never ridiculous.” Crowley turned to him. “Seriously, angel. What’s going on in that head of yours? We’ve gone round in circles over this case. You must have thoughts.”
It was as if he could read Aziraphale’s mind. Annoyingly inconvenient, that was. “I think we should stay. Everyone will be gone by this time tomorrow, and then we can investigate properly.” Perhaps if he spoke with enough confidence, he’d be able to convince them both that this was the right decision.
The expression on Crowley’s face said he’d failed in that regard. “You want to stay in a house where we know nothing paranormal is happening? A house where there’s evidence of kids being stupid enough to almost send the place up in flames?”
“We don’t know that nothing paranormal is happening,” Aziraphale argued, even though he’d literally just been thinking the same thing. “There could still be factors—”
“Not the point. This place is dangerous. You—we—could get hurt.”
Aziraphale looked out over the water. He wished he could put an arm around Crowley, but they were too exposed. While it was unlikely any of the kayakers would see them, it was still too much of a risk. Instead, he put a hand down next to Crowley’s, touching pinky to pinky. “I appreciate your concern, my dear, but many of the cases we take on have potential hazards to face. I think it’s important for us to continue on. For the show.”
“Sod the show,” Crowley said, more vehemently than Aziraphale expected. “You are more important than the damn show.”
“And I’m in no danger. I’m sure Maggie and Nina will tighten up security to keep the pranksters out. Furfax can lock his darkroom so that even if they do break in again, they won’t have access to those chemicals. You don’t think Furfax is a threat, or Eric, and I don’t think it’s truly the children that you’re worried about…” Aziraphale frowned as the answer dawned on him. “You believe something paranormal is actually happening here, don’t you?”
*****
If you like kinda-spooky, kinda-silly, and very sweet stories about our dynamic duo, check The Haunting of Beryl House out on ao3!
Written for the Summer Omens Big Bang. Thanks to the organizers at @gosummerbang for the incredible work put into this event. Thanks to the brilliant @anixfelix who has been creating all the phenomenal art for this fic. Thanks to my betas, @ineffablerainstorm, @sakascal, and @stupidphototricks for all their hard work and patience, too!
The sound grew louder and louder until the source emerged from behind a bookcase. The whistling then dropped dramatically in pitch before coming to a sudden stop, like a songbird plummeting from the sky after being struck by an enthusiastic rifleman.
Crowley's mouth remained puckered mid-whistle, though no further sound came out. He stumbled, his toes catching on the rug under the oculus. The potted plant he was carrying nearly slipped from his hands, which would have been quite the mishap, and not solely from the threat of dirt in the carpet fibers.
You see, the plant was the only thing blocking Crowley's nether regions. His naked nether regions. His naked nether regions that were attached to his body, which was also very, very naked. Well, save for his sunglasses. And that thin silver scarf he always wore. But the rest? Bare. Nude. Au naturel.
Aziraphale sneaks away from Heaven to check on his beloved bookshop. (No, he's not checking in on anyone… anything else, don't be ridiculous.)
He and Crowley end up baring their hearts to one another, among other things.
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Features: accidental nudity, a load-bearing monstera plant, crying, actual conversations for once, and more crying (during sex).
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🪴 thank you to @carry-the-sky, @eefaevie, and @gingiekittycat for beta reading 🪴
A #GoodOmens rom-com AU by beerok23 for @di-42 via @fandomtrumpshate
Summary
There is definitely something worse than having to plan an entire art exhibition centering around the precious inherited painting you’re too broke to hold on to with your hereditary enemy, and that is doing all of the above while being hopelessly attracted-to and most definitely despised-by said hereditary enemy.
When art-critic Anthony J. Cleaver-Crowley finds himself in such a predicament, he can only hope entrusting Cabanel’s Nemesis, once belonging to his late grandfather, to the angelic hands of esteemed curator Aziraphale Darcy-Fell is the right thing to do.
He’ll just have to set his prejudice towards the Darcy-Fells and his totally minor crush on the man aside. And hope he won’t make too much of a fool of himself in the process. And keep the Cleaver-Crowleys’ reputation intact.
Which, as you can guess, Crowley can do with his eyes closed. Mostly. Given the right circumstances.
He just needs to find a way to keep this work arrangement strictly professional before he and his own nemesis cancel each other out…
~🎨🎨🎨~🎨🎨🎨~🎨🎨🎨~🎨🎨🎨~🎨🎨🎨~
Chapter 5/6: The Nightingale’s Song at Midnight and the Morning Rain [8.5k~]
When Crowley finds out that Aziraphale had nothing to do with the article, he decides to be brave and declares his true feelings for him.
🎨 Read Chapter 5 on Ao3 or start from the beginning 🎨
A huge thanks to my beloved beta @hermiola
Excerpt from Chapter 5
“I owe you an apology about the article.” Fell looked at him warily. “I was so sure you were the only one who knew about our financial problems because… well, ngk, I told no one. ‘Suppose there wasn’t anyone else I trusted.”
At the very least, Fell was letting him talk.
“Gabriel told me your cousin Sandalphon was the one who ratted on me to Tomkins.”
“Ah. I see.” Fell seemed upset, if with Crowley or the situation, he really couldn’t say.
“I’m so sorry, Fell. I was a jerk.”
He didn’t dare to call him Aziraphale. Or angel. Not when he still didn’t know where they stood. Fell’s expression turned softer then, a little smirk playing on his lips. “Don’t worry, Crowley. Unlike my namesake, my good opinion once lost is not lost forever.”
Aaaand it’s time for chapter 3 of The Haunting of Beryl House! In this installment (Ghost at the Table), it’s séance time! What better way to talk to a ghost? Only someone—or something—is not happy with our ineffable duo. Excerpt:
Aziraphale didn’t want to admit it, especially after Crowley’s woo-woo comment, but he was thrilled by this turn of events. Séances, in his opinion, were not “woo-woo.” Not that they were necessarily a reliable method of reaching the spirit realm. Most mediums were frauds, and he had no doubt that if Tracy had real psychic capabilities, she wouldn’t be teaching people to bathe in leaves at an adult summer camp.
No, he was excited because, real or not, this would make for excellent footage.
“To start,” Tracy intoned, “I need you all to hold hands while I summon Maeve.”
Aziraphale was not thrilled to have Gabriel at his other side. As he reluctantly took the man’s inexplicably-damp hand, Gabriel said in a stage whisper, “Maeve is her spirit guide.”
To his left, Crowley snorted quietly. On his other side, Furfax sniggered. Aziraphale tried to keep his face pleasantly neutral. He really wished he could have swapped positions with Crowley, to keep Furfax’s hands off his boyfriend, thank you very much, but the three cameras they’d set up only fit properly if the podcasters sat on this side of the table. And as always—unless they were in the Bentley—they filmed with Aziraphale to Crowley’s right. He was the angel, after all.
*****
If you like kinda spooky, kinda silly, and very sweet stories about our dynamic duo, check The Haunting of Beryl House out on ao3!
Written for the Summer Omens Big Bang. Thanks to the organizers at @gosummerbang for the incredible work put into this event. Thanks to the brilliant @anixfelix who has been creating all the phenomenal art for this fic. Thanks to my betas, @ineffablerainstorm, @sakascal, and @stupidphototricks for all their hard work and patience, too!
My second contribution to @fandomtrumpshate auction, this time for @thechangelingsea for their Good Omens human AU Broken Down!
As you can see, after a short affair with watercolours, I returned to my trusty colour pencils, and I have to say: I'm really happy how this turned out, especially the soft light and the shadows! Thank you Sea for being a delightful collaboration partner 🧡
I love it so much! 💚😍💚 This last scene is still in my head but this is where they will end up, having a picknick where they met when Aziraphale... er... broke down. Next to the gorse bush. I am so happy that you made this moment so beautiful and soft and intimate. Exactly as they deserve.
Thank you Mirjam. It was so delightful to explore options, browse the whole south downs bluesky photo collection for the right sunset and rolling hills, see the drawing taking shape, see the cute sheep appear, the soft sunlight covering the faraway fields, the layering of the leaves, and the bright gorse bush flowers.
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Hello, hello! Ch 2 (Ghost in the Picture) of The Haunting of Beryl House is up! Rather than leave you with an excerpt this week, I’m including the two amazing pieces of art from @anixfelix that accompany the chapter.
If you like kinda spooky, kinda silly, and very sweet stories about our dynamic duo, check The Haunting of Beryl House out on ao3!
Written for the Summer Omens Big Bang. Thanks to the organizers at @gosummerbang for the incredible work put into this one! Thanks to my betas, @ineffablerainstorm, @sakascal, and @stupidphototricks for all their hard work and patience, too!
Chapter Six of my Valencia-set Summer Omens Big Bang fic, One Last Hurrah is out today.... and this one comes with AMAZING traditional art from @alwaystuesday
Look at it! LOOK!! and thank @gosummerbang for matching me with one of my favourite artists
If you want to know why Tour Guide Crowley is waking up looking like.... that..... then you'll need to read from at least chapter 5!
Posting a chapter every day until it's finished (another 4 days)
Y’all might have seen the posts @anixfelix has been putting up about the old eBay VHS find we stumbled upon. They’ll have to tell the story in full, but let me just say, it’s a doozy. Full of men-in-black and nondescript faces and NDAs. Technically, we’re not meant to speak a word of what’s on this tape. That’s where ao3 comes in. No one can object to me writing a little “fanfic” about the story, right?
Okay, y’all, I’m bad at the meta-lore stuff. AnixFelix is a bajillion times better. Also this post was meant to go up on Tuesday. Sorry – preparing for an international move while also trying to finalize a divorce that was meant to finalize two months ago is a BITCH. Better late than never, right?
Without further ado, I present to you the first chapter of The Haunting of Beryl House, Ghost in the Window. Crowley and Aziraphale arrive at Beryl House to investigate the (potentially) haunted adult summer camp, and Things begin to happen. Excerpt:
[Transcript from raw footage: To Catch a Ghost: Beryl House]
Aziraphale: Today, we are on location at Beryl House, a former girls’ school that closed down in the late 1950s. Since then, the building has belonged to a series of owners who have tried to repurpose the place as a local hospital, a convent, a dance school for the “Ladies of Camelot” troupe—
Crowley: Possibly a brothel, that one.
Aziraphale [looking scandalized]: Don’t say such things, you fiend!
Read the full chapter out on ao3!
And of course, I can now reveal the full glory of AnixFelix’s art!
Absolutely frickin’ brilliant!
The Haunting of Beryl House was written for the Summer Omens Big Bang. Thanks to the organizers at @gosummerbang for the incredible work put into this one! Thanks to my betas, @ineffablerainstorm, @sakascal, and @stupidphototricks for all their hard work and patience, too!
See y’all next week for Chapter 2! In the meantime, enjoy! (Or else.)
Guess what FINALLY arrived! I’m so happy, it looks just as weird as in the listing! I’m so stoked!
And what a DAY I’ve had!. Of COURSE I jinxed it, like any package coming from the US won’t be snatched by customs *eyeroll*. Even had to go to the office to retrieve it, how amazingly annoying. And they just didn’t want to give it to me, I even paid for the fees and everything and they just kept going on about like problems or something.
And then there were some Agent Smith looking people in suits who wanted to talk to me, and I have no idea what they were talking about. Something about not being allowed to take the tape of like security reasons or whatever. But it’s JUST A TAPE. Honestly, it’s not like i’m smuggling data or anything, i just want to watch my silly horror romp. UGH! Anyway so I signed some papers, YAWN tldr something about NDA whatever that means and “i’m not allowed to tell anyone hurr durr”. I just got SO tired so i pocketed the tape and said I’d go to the bathroom and ran instead.
Anyway it’s here now!! Gives me a strange thrill when i touch it. Like chills up my spine on contact, like I’m terrified already :DDD. I guess I’m just excited.
ANYWAY, @anatomic-girl is expecting me, I’m already late, just had time to drop my stuff and get some popcorn, Thistle promised to show me how they do them in the states, YUM, so exciting!!
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So we were looking at random ebay listings with @anatomic-girl for a laugh and we found this weird listing of like an old vhs movie. Look at the resemblance on the actors! So weird that we just had to get it.
and yeah i had to cough up the postage :c as Thistle is moving, but they're coming closer to where I am so we can actually watch it together! Hopefully I don't have to deal with customs :DD
Paranormal podcasters Aziraphale and Crowley investigate a haunted adult summer camp – coming soon to ao3! This second installment of the Paranormal Podcasters series will begin posting next week. The Haunting of Beryl House was written for the Summer Omens Big Bang (@gosummerbang) by me (anatomicgirl on ao3), with art by the incredible @anixfelix, beta-ed by @ineffablerainstorm, @sakascal, and @stupidphototricks.
Summary
To Catch a Ghost is back, this time to investigate a (potentially) haunted adult summer camp. Beryl House is brimming with phenomena: cold spots, dark-haired specters, eerie laughter that fills the corridors at night. But ghosts aren’t the only problem Crowley and Aziraphale face. From seance to drag burlesque, someone—or something—is targeting the paranormal podcasters. Summer camp has never been more harrowing.
Art Teaser
(Can’t wait til y’all get to see the full image!)
Excerpt
“Well, that’s not ominous at all.”
“Hush,” Aziraphale said, flapping his free hand at Crowley. “I’m filming.”
Crowley rolled his eyes. “You’re going to put a music montage over this bit anyway,” he muttered, but shut his mouth again when he got a glare in reply.
The Bentley worked its way slowly up the long drive of Beryl House. The former boarding school for girls was all red-brick and shingles with gables set at severe angles. A tall chimney rose from one side and towered over the structure. The trees that lay behind the building were storybook-perfect, and in front of the house lay a garden so manicured that it was stripped of all personality, surrounded by aggressively-trimmed topiary.
It really was ominous, in a Disneyland sort of way. Crowley was inherently suspicious of any environment kept so immaculately cheerful. Of course, Aziraphale would probably find the view in front of them “charming.”
Indeed, as they came to a stop and exited the Bentley, Aziraphale (no longer filming) said, “Really, Crowley. There’s nothing ominous about this place at all.”
He sounded almost disappointed. Crowley grinned. “If you were hoping for bare branches encroaching on the house and an abandoned garden so wild it could come straight out of that book you like so much…”
“The Secret Garden,” Aziraphale supplied automatically. “And no, I wasn’t exactly—”
“It’s a summer camp, angel. A summer camp for adults.” Crowley shuddered. Forget any paranormal antics. Nothing was more harrowing than being forced to relive summer camp. “Why did we agree to this again?”
Aziraphale gave him a reproachful look. “It’ll be fun, Crowley! We’re undercover!”
The Details: 6 chapters (~38k), rated T, human AU, standalone fic despite being part of a series. (Though if you wanted to see how this whole thing started, check out the first fic, To Catch a Ghost!)
The first chapter of The Haunting of Beryl House will go up next week, with the rest to follow weekly. Stayed tuned for updates!
