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Some feelings and Effable Husbands ahead 💜

Before I even start: @quitequaintrelle has leapt aboad the Throwback Thursday bandwagon with a post inviting us to a pre-season 3, E-rated fic about life in the cottage! Mosey over to the post or directly to how do you like them apples? for crack, snut (that was a typo but could it be short for snake smut? I think I'll keep it), cottage togetherness, a David Attenborough commentary on the Horny Shenanigans, and Crowley snarling at a very large plant indeed.

As it happens, the theme running on my mind this week was indeed The Ineffables Getting Their Cottage, because, dammit, they deserve it, not two guys with bad haircuts who kind of look like them several billion years in the future. FFS. So here, from my 2019 -- early 2021 files, are fics specifically about how exactly, following the end of the book/season One (which I'm increasingly treating as the only real canon), they make their way from "to the world" to the South Downs.

Close Your Eyes (E) is my first ever full-on broadside of smut. Aziraphale accidentally discovers that submission agrees with Crowley, and feels his way into being a soft Dom. Their progress from London to house hunting to moving in is threaded through the story.

The Temptation Thing and The Thing About Temptation (E) are also smutty, with a humorous inflection: Crowley can tempt, and does, but Aziraphale is a quicker study than he expects. Breakout horrible estate agent OC.

And Crowley's Herbal blends through-the-ages vignettes with Crowley's wistful, hopeful planting of a garden in the Downs ("it begins, as it will end").

Do you have a favorite fic about how they made their way from London bachelors to householders in the Downs? Drop a link in a reblog or reply!

Throwback Thursday is my occasional look back at older fics, mostly Good Omens, mine and others', usually with a theme. Now joined by @curiouspupsicle and @rogue-bard as well as @quitequaintrelle above!

I write mainly Good Omens, along with occasional ventures into Sherlock Holmes (BBC and ACD), Doctor Who, and my first love, Star Trek. Find my fic here on AO3.

Aziraphale sees sound, words and feelings as colours. Crowley sees the world without colour at all – only shades of grey, light, shadow and texture.

When they meet, they begin, carefully and almost accidentally, to show each other how the world looks from their side.

Every Colour Of You

The story was created for @fandomtrumpshate 2026 as a gift for the wonderful Chandyowlet (@handyowlet on Tumblr). And although I’m the one who put it on paper, this story was genuinely collaborative – which is why she absolutely deserves a co-creator credit.

Thank you, for everything, dear C.

The story is completely written, the first two chapters are up. More every Tuesday and Friday, as usual?

Meet another writer from the IPB!

Our "Who's Who" of the Ineffable Professionals Bang continues today with @ineffablerainstorm

And their fic to share is Sweeter Than Fiction!

Meet another writer from the IPB!

Our "Who's Who" of the Ineffable Professionals Bang continues today with @ineffablerainstorm

And their fic to share is Sweeter Than Fiction!

‘Don’t you two FUCKING dare!’

And leaves.

Several large coffees, bottles of wine and a pile of Eccles cakes and a very long reading and interpretation session later Crowley sits back.

‘Beelzebub and Gabriel, huh? Did not see that coming.’

‘Never mind that, dear,’ Aziraphale says, as he continues carving symbols onto the floor. ‘There. That should do it. The Metatron can’t get in here now.’

‘And you?’ Crowley asks delicately. Aziraphale stands up and primly clasps his hands across his stomach.

‘I have no intention of going up to heaven under any circumstances and especially not now I know how it ends.’ He says. It’s his I Will Not Be Moved tone. Crowley knows it well. He is reassured.

‘Well, maybe pop up and get Muriel. But after that we seal up that lift, agreed?’ Crowley adds.

‘Agreed.’

‘Excellent. Dinner at the Ritz called for I think, to celebrate a very lucky escape. Coming, Angel?’

‘One thing…’ Aziraphale says, and Crowley notices the cheeks of his Angel have gone a little pink, and he is turning that ring on his finger round and round. ‘Prophecy number 547.’

‘547? Was that the one with the butterflies the size of giraffes?’

‘It was not,’ Aziraphale says.

Crowley takes a step closer. He always did enjoy this bit of the temptation, although he was not quite sure who was being tempted right now.

‘Ah, the one with the Welsh Choir serenading the Kraken with excerpts from popular musicals.’

‘No, not that one either.’ Aziraphale appears to have flushed a deep red.

Crowley takes a step closer now. He can feel it - the tingle in his fingers and on his lips.

There’s another first time coming. To add to the Wall, and the Temptation of the Ox Ribs and the Rescue of the Books and all those other first times that have led them step by step to this place.

A first time they had in any timeline, but this would their first time - they, Aziraphale and Crowley in this world, their world.

‘Oh, I know, the one with the crystal the exact size and shape of…’

‘Crowley!’ Aziraphale snaps. ‘You know which one I mean.’

‘Oh,’ Crowley says softly. ‘The one where I tell you there’s an us.’

‘That’s the one,’ Aziraphale says, glancing down at the ground. ‘Of course, if you’d rather not, I understand, it’s asking too much, it’s…’

‘Angel,’ Crowley says, and he steps forward, taking off his glasses, and looks down at his angel, his enemy and ally, his closest friend. His love since he knew what love meant. ‘We have always been an us. We don’t need a prophecy for that.’

And Aziraphale, a soft and gentle angel, not a soldier or a leader, becomes a hero for that moment, and clasps Crowley’s collar and pulls him in for a kiss.

One Life, One Love

by @thinkinginscripts

Rated M, 23 533 Words

Summary

Aziraphale and Crowley are slaves living in the Akeshi capital, meeting briefly at a slave market and making an instant connection. Crowley dreams of the two of them running away together, before Aziraphale is sold on to a new household. Crowley prays to Aziraphale's god to make him brave enough to find Crowley again. While they're apart, Aziraphale discovers a means of escape - across the Akeshi straits. But Crowley can't swim...

Why we love it

This was such a powerful read. It starts very strong, with a first meet that stayed with me all the way while I was reading this. Their first encounter feels like a soul-binding one, and once you've read everything, you come back to it and just... yeah. Crowley knew. I loved the utilisation of language in this fic so much, the way their names are twisted, the way they create their own means of communication. I loved the world building. It's done brilliantly, in few words, and yet you get how things work in this universe so easily. Truly beautiful writing. And OMFG the ending. Ends on a cliffhanger, thankfully it has a sequel! Time to read that I suppose!

Tags: Fantasy AU, Cliffhanger, Secret Relationship, POV Aziraphale, Language Nerd

Review by @captainblou

Hi, Good Omens fam, long time no see. I miss you! We're all still dealing with the finale and the fallout one way or another and this post is explicitly not supposed to be a place to argue about it in any way.

Understandably emotions are still running high, but no matter how you feel about it all, your feelings are valid! Hopefully there's still one motto we all agree on, so my Good Omens LEGO babies and I come bearing a little throwback to S1 as a gift for you.

These two want to bring you a little happiness in those hard times and hopefully make you smile with a little re-enactment of this famous moment.

They really did their best to get it as close to the original setting as possible, but please forgive any discrepancies. Almost 2000 years is a long time after all! 😉

Please enjoy, reblog, like, comment,... and most importantly:

You have explicit permission for non-commercial use of this Ineffable LEGO photo as long as you don't alter it and/or remove the credit! Be kind to each other (and to yourself). ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🖤🤎🩵🩷🤍

David Tennant had two small cameos on a BBC parody cooking show called Posh Nosh. He plays a queer character for at least one of them (arguably both). You can watch the full (~9 minute) episodes below.

Fix-it ver. Crawleigh (Part one)

I know i haven't finished the other things but... This idea is too good.

🏳️‍🌈Happy Pride Month! 🏳️‍🌈

I had so many thoughts while I was drawing.