NOTE: Updated July 2026. I will try to update as I post but it might not always happen. See the link to AO3 for my most recent stories.
Please scroll through as I have tried to create a variety of categories. Some works may appear more than once.
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All I've Ever Wanted (Is You) (Human AU; misunderstanding)
Rated: M, 6/6 chapters, 15,062 words, complete 4/24/2026
They met at Ana and Newt’s pre-wedding party. Aziraphale remembers being absolutely stunned by Crowley’s good looks—and mortified by his coarse language. That only lasted until they began a hilarious (and frankly unhinged) conversation about the intelligence of dolphins and whales, and something about the kraken, if memory serves. From that moment on, they have been nearly inseparable.
That was five years ago. These days, Aziraphale frequently slips onto a bar stool and keeps Crowley company for a few hours while he works a slow shift at an upscale Mayfair pub, and Crowley spends many a lazy day lounging in Aziraphale’s bookshop in Soho.
But there’s nothing more to it than that. Because Aziraphale and Crowley are merely friends. They’ve never been more than friends. They never will be.
Of course not.
Inseparable (Human AU; childhood friends to lovers)
Rated: M, 5/5 chapters posted, 20K words, completed 4/3/2026
Aziraphale lost his best friend when they were sixteen, and it had been like losing his own heart. After twenty years, he’s moved on, but he’s never given up on finding her. When a stranger sits down beside him at a pub and calls him “angel,” it triggers memories he thought were long buried… and maybe the second chance he never thought he’d get.
A Chronicle of Affection (or How to Get Everything You Want in Just 12 Months) (Human AU; friends to lovers)
Rated: M, 75K words, 16/16 chapters, completed 2/6/2026
Part of the Winter Omens Big Bang
Anthony Crowley is 40 years old and down on his luck. In the past few years he’s lost his job as a journalist, his boyfriend, his flat, and most of his self-respect. When he hears about the chance to nanny a three-year-old boy, it looks like the opportunity he’s been waiting for to turn his life around.
At 57, bookshop owner Aziraphale Fell has resigned himself to his perpetual bachelorhood. Still, each year, he looks forward to dressing up in his vintage Father Christmas suit and turning his bookshop annex into a holiday wonderland.
When Crowley and his young charge, Adam, attend Father Christmas’s Magical Bookshop, it’s clear the two men are attracted to one another. Over the course of the next year they become friends, important to one another in every way. The question is, can they face their fears and admit that they have fallen quite deeply in love?
Entangled (Human AU; enemies to friends to lovers)
Co-authored with MissUnderstoodLyrics
Rated: E, 69K words, 18/18 chapters posted (12/18/25)
As an up-and-coming post doc, marine biologist Anthony J. Crowley landed a coveted grant from The Eastgate Conservancy to study the lives of endangered sea turtles. When the Conservancy accused him of misappropriation of funds, his research was halted. He’s carried a grudge for the past twenty-five years.
Now an award-winning researcher with a worldwide YouTube following, Dr Crowley has been offered another grant from the Conservancy to replicate his original study. There’s just one catch—Aziraphale Eastgate, a member of the Conservancy board, will be traveling on the Sea Serpent as an observer for the duration of the project.
Confined on the ship with documentary cameras capturing their every move, Crowley and Aziraphale can’t avoid each other—or the chemistry simmering between them. What begins as daily sparring over data and methods slowly softens into mutual respect, and then develops into something deeper—and far more dangerous.
Regrets, Choices & Other Things (Human AU; friends to lovers)
Rated: E, 24K words 6/6 chapters posted (10/15/2025)
When Aziraphale arrives at the hospital, Crowley seems fine. He waves him over to the side of his bed, a smile on his face. He gives him a kiss. He calls him “angel.” It’s perfect. It’s everything Aziraphale’s ever dreamed of. But it’s not right.
What the actual fuck is going on?
A reverse trope romance in which having amnesia leads to a second chance. It’s especially sweet when you never thought you had a chance in the first place.
Cheeky Bastards (Human AU; enemies to lovers)
Rated: M, 18K words, 5/5 chapters posted (8/22/2025)
Dr. Crowley is the latest hire in the English Department at Eden Valley University. He doesn’t know his colleague Dr. Fell, and he doesn’t want to. But when budget cuts force them to share a car for six hours on their way to the Central States Literature Conference in Chicago, it doesn’t look like he has much choice.
Thank Someone for small favors.
Courage (Human AU; enemies to lovers)
Rated: E, 30K words, 7/7 chapters posted (5/14/2025)
Aziraphale Eastgate is unfailingly polite, effortlessly charming, and seems to like everyone in Central London—everyone, that is, except Anthony Crowley. And for the life of him, Crowley has never understood why. But when they find themselves trapped on a week-long vacation with their best friends, Maggie and Nina, it doesn't take long for Crowley to find out.
Based on the reverse trope "really nice guy who hates only you."
SERIES:
Reverse Tropes (inspired by this Tumblr post)
Regrets, Choices & Other Things (Human AU)
Rated: E, 24 K words 6/6 chapters posted (10/15/2025)
When Aziraphale arrives at the hospital, Crowley seems fine. He waves him over to the side of his bed, a smile on his face. He gives him a kiss. He calls him “angel.” It’s perfect. It’s everything Aziraphale’s ever dreamed of. But it’s not right.
What the actual fuck is going on?
A reverse trope romance in which having amnesia leads to a second chance. It’s especially sweet when you never thought you had a chance in the first place.
There Were Two Beds: Crowley's Lament (Human AU)
Rated: M, 7800 words, 1/1 chapters posted (1/19/2025)
When Aziraphale breaks up with boyfriend Gabriel, best friend Crowley finally sees his chance.The long-pining idiot arranges a weekend getaway where he hopes circumstances will provide the perfect opportunity to profess his love.
Except when they arrive at the hotel, it’s not exactly a “there was only one bed” situation. How will our hero cope?
More Than Friends: Crowley's Dilemma (Human AU)
Rated: E, 7350 words, 1/1 chapters (2/12/2025)
Since returning from Bath a month ago, best friends Crowley and Aziraphale have been determined to make up for lost time. They hold hands whenever they’re in public, have weekday “lunches” that don’t involve food, and sleep in one another’s arms every night. It should be obvious they’re in a romantic relationship. So why does everyone seem to think they're still just friends?
A reverse-trope story based on the prompt “Instead of fake dating, everyone is convinced you aren’t actually dating.
Courage (Human enemies to lovers AU)
Rated: E, 30K words, 7/7 chapters posted 5/14/2025)
Aziraphale Eastgate is unfailingly polite, effortlessly charming, and seems to like everyone in Central London—everyone, that is, except Anthony Crowley. And for the life of him, Crowley has never understood why. But when they find themselves trapped on a week-long vacation with their best friends, Maggie and Nina, it doesn't take long for Crowley to find out.
Based on the reverse trope "really nice guy who hates only you."
Helluva Love Story Series
Helluva Morning After
Co-authored with scullyphile @brenna
Rated: M, 4354 words, 1/1 chapters, posted 3/6/2026
It’s the end of the school year, and the teachers head to the pub, science teacher Anthony Crowley and literature teacher Aziraphale East among them.
The next day, a flurry of text messages ensues.
Helluva Holiday
Co-authored with scullyphile @brenna
Rated: M, 4784 words, 1/1 chapters, posted 6/21/2026
They’ve run the gauntlet of giggling students, gossiping teachers, and nosy administrators. Now they’re throwing caution to the wind—Crowley is packing up everything and moving in with Aziraphale. All this while planning a romantic Christmas holiday in Paris.
Phones in hand, they’re always just a text away. And closer than ever.
The Gilded Cage (Companion Fic Series)
90 Days to Change Your Life (Human Ace/Aro AU)
Rated: M, 21K words, 5/5 chapters posted (3/20/2025)
The Gilded Cage has been Crowley’s refuge for the past decade, the place he goes to drink and dance, the place where people know him and don’t judge him as he follows a different woman home every weekend.
It was all going fine until Crowley dropped by on a random Thursday and met the nightclub’s newest cage dancer. Suddenly, he's starting to question what, and who, it might take for him to be truly happy.
Wanting You... Is New (Human Ace/Aro AU)
Rated: M, 24.5K words, 5/5 chapters posted (7/2/2025)
Dancing at The Gilded Cage was Aziraphale’s dream job. He met Crowley two weeks after he began dancing at the club. At first Crowley was just another admirer. Then it seemed possible he might become something more. But Crowley was a player who went home with a different woman every night, and Aziraphale was an asexual gay man. No matter how strong their attraction, there was no way this could work.
Unless, just maybe, it could.
If I Loved You Less
If I Loved You Less... We Could Have Coffee (Post Season Two)
Rated: M, 2800 words, 1/1 chapters posted (10/24/2024)
Getting over Aziraphale is the hardest thing Crowley has ever done. When he Fell, it was hard, but he knew in an instant what he had lost. With Aziraphale, he never saw it coming. Up until now, he had always had hope.
It’s been more than two years since they averted the Second Coming, and nearly a year since Crowley last contacted him. Aziraphale worries, and wonders if Crowley is truly satisfied with his solitary existence. Finally, he comes to a decision. One night, while Crowley sleeps, Aziraphale blesses him with finding someone to share his life... even as he knows he is planting the seeds of his own destruction.
Reimagining Eden (Post Season Two)
Rated: M, 8600 words, 1/1 chapters posted (5/21/2025)
So much had happened in the thousands of years they had known one another. So many words had been spoken—often in anger or fear—and Aziraphale could remember all of it.
He often felt he should make amends for at least some of his errors. Sitting here in the home they now shared, he began to plan a way to make it up to Crowley, a way to let him know how very much Aziraphale loved and cherished him.
The Place Where We Always Meet
Until We Meet Again (Post Season Two)
Rated: E, 12K words, 4/4 chapters posted (12/19/2024)
This is the story of what happened after that fateful night in 1941, and how an angel and a demon thwarted both Heaven and Hell in the name of love—if only for two days each Christmas season. But this year is different, and Aziraphale wonders if Crowley will even show up.
In the Place Where We Always Meet: 1967 (Pre-Season Two)
It’s December 1967, the Christmas following that infamous meeting in the Bentley where Crowley finally got the holy water he’d been trying to lay his hands on for more than a century. But what had he lost in acquiring it? What in Satan's name did Aziraphale mean when he said, "You go too fast for me, Crowley?"
ONE SHOTS NOT IN ANY OTHER CATEGORY
Some Things Never Change (a 2026 Fandom Trumps Hate friends-to-lovers, second-chance, queer-awakening human AU romance)
Rated: T, 1/1, 9600 words, posted 6/9/2026
Crowley remembers back in uni, his head in Aziraphale’s lap, Aziraphale’s fingers carding through his hair, lulling him to sleep. He would wake up feeling so loose-limbed and relaxed he wouldn’t want to move. Even the thought of a party and a girl (and the sex that surely awaited him) wasn’t enough to get him to leave. So Crowley would cancel his plans, and they would order takeaway, share a bottle of wine, and… Okay, yes, cuddle on the sofa watching telly.
But that didn’t mean anything.
Did it?
There's a new man in the neighbourhood, one with wavy auburn hair that flows to the middle of his back. Lithe and lean, he is a vision, and Aziraphale can't stop watching him as he walks the pavement, going in and out of the local bawdy house.
The Angel Who (Almost) Got Away
Rated: E, 3774 words, 1/1 chapters, posted 2/25/2026
Back in grad school, Crowley met an angel, and he gave him his heart. Sadly, the angel was in love with the Church, and he walked out of Crowley's life.
Now, more than two decades later, Crowley hears a familiar sultry voice reading some of the filthiest smut he's ever heard, and he wonders if he might have a second chance with the angel who got away.
Crowley has left a string of broken hearts in his dating wake, and his best friend, Aziraphale, has had it. Crowley claims it’s not his fault, and swears he doesn’t lead anyone on. It isn’t as if he is promising them anything, he’s just taking them on dates.
Aziraphale points out that the two of them have been friends for years, and yet he isn’t in love with Crowley, but Crowley insists that if they were dating that might change. So they make a bet—Crowley will romance Aziraphale for two weeks so he can see what it’s like to be the object of Crowley’s affection. It will give Aziraphale a chance to figure out why everyone falls in love with the man.
They’ve known each other for years. Nobody’s worried about falling in love.
Maybe they should be.
The streets of town were paved with stars
Rated: G, 3000 words, 1/1 posted (12/30/2025)
Pepper had just walked in the front door for her day shift. Hadn’t even taken off her coat, much less gotten a cup of coffee, when Brian stopped her.
“Hey, got a minute?” Brian looked… tense.
“Sure, Bri. What’s up?”
“Remember a while ago when you asked me to keep an eye on Crowley and Aziraphale? To let you know if anything seemed amiss?”
“That ship’s sailed,” Pepper replied. “I’m sure I misunderstood.
That’s what I get for eavesdropping.”
“Well…” Brian said uncertainly. “I’m not so sure.”
“Oh, good lord. What’s happened now?” Pepper sat down wearily behind the reception desk and put her head in her hands.
SEEKING (a way back into your heart)
Rated: T, 3256 words, 1/1 posted (10/16/2025)
Their first fight. Maybe their last fight. Because it's been more than two weeks and Crowley still hasn't heard from Aziraphale. Then he sees something that gives him his first glimmer of hope, and an idea for getting his angel back.
More Strong Together: A Gothically Inspired Vampire Romance
Rated: E, 10K, 2/2 chapters posted (10/9/2025)
When a heartbroken Crowley gets drunk in St. James’s Park, a kind stranger intervenes before any real harm can come to him, and Crowley is smitten. He dreams of the man, waits for him in the park, and feels as if his heart will break without him. All from one brief encounter.
In the park late one night, Aziraphale hears a young man crying and it breaks his heart. The heart that he shouldn’t feel at all. He sits with the young man, walks him home, and he is smitten. He dreams of the young man, watches him from the shadows, and wishes he could make him his own. All from one brief encounter.
Ah, yes. The course of true love never did run smooth.
A Three-Hour Tour: A Classic TV Crack Fic
Rated: E, 5683 words, 1/1 chapters posted (9/5/2025)
Here is the tale of a fateful trip… the tale of how Crowley, Aziraphale, and five or six of their friends and enemies find themselves cast away on a deserted tropical island.
Need I say more?
Crowley has been hiding something from Aziraphale since they met on the wall in the Garden of Eden. At first it was easy enough; they didn't meet up that often. But as time went on, it got harder to hide. Now that they're married, it's become impossible.
Kittin in July: Pride 2025
Rated: M, 6500 words, 1/1 chapters posted (7/4/2025)
Crowley had all but given up on Aziraphale. He had grown used to spending his days and nights alone. What was one more night, even if it was Christmas Eve?
That’s when he heard it. A mewling, small and desperate.
Who says dreams don't come true?
"Love may feel like a heavy burden with the Ten of Wands."
For six thousand years, Crowley carried the burden of his relationship with Aziraphale. When Aziraphale left, that burden had been lifted. And while he had missed him—like a pulse, like a limb—now that he’s back, Crowley isn’t certain he's willing to take that burden up again.
What he doesn’t understand is—he doesn’t have to.
A Very Close Call Indeed
Rated: G, 3200 words, 1/1 chapters published (4/14/2025)
Crowley is hiding in the bookshop, waiting to surprise Aziraphale, when he spies him with a human man. The two are sharing what appears to be an intimate moment. Overcome with jealousy, Crowley storms out without a backward glance. After two months, can anyone blame the Bentley and the bookshop for taking matters into their own, erm, hands?
Crowley brings tea to Aziraphale in the garden, like so many times before.
All the Pretty Girls (I Have Waited)
Rated: M, 8100 words, 1/1 chapters posted (12/24/2024)
Week after week, Crowley met women at the local coffee shop—pretty, funny, smart women. He enjoyed their company. They had perfectly pleasant conversations. And he never called them back.
The one constant, aside from six shots of espresso in a big cup? The funny, friendly, kind—and very male—barista.
Crowley had tried to be patient with Aziraphale. He didn’t know what had happened in the years since he had Ascended because Aziraphale wouldn’t talk about it. But his decision to confront the angel was made out of desperation. He should have learned from that terrible kiss that those sort of moves don’t end well. This one went no better.
Inspired by "I'm The Only One" by Melissa Etheridge.
“The rainbow,” Crowley spat. “It’s not beautiful. It’s a symbol of death and destruction. Why’d you think I wear black and grey? Why’d you think I dislike all the fancy–” he gestured around the park “–rainbow colors?"
“Oh, my dear,” Aziraphale sighed. “I think you’ve got it wrong."
Inspired by "True Colors" by Cyndi Lauper
Hold Me Tight Until the End of Days (Post Season Two)
Rated: M, 2900 words, 1/1 chapters posted (2/24/2025)
The world was ending. Again. Aziraphale had done his best, had given it his all, and it hadn’t been enough. Now, all he wanted to do was spend the last hours or days or years that were left with the only being he had ever truly loved.
Inspired by "Wild Blue Yonder" by The Amazing Devil
From his position below, Aziraphale could see the angel falling … falling … falling down, casting a shadow against the sun as they plunged from the celestial plane to the infernal one below. He watched as the angel Fell—into the molten lake of sulfur, into the Abyss, into the very pits of Hell. And just like the countless other times he had tried to save them and had failed, Aziraphale fell as well—into a heap of tears and rage and sorrow.
Inspired by "Fallen Angel" by Robbie Robertson.
This Fragile, Peaceful Existence (Post Season Two)
Crowley is trying to relax into this fragile, peaceful existence it appears they’ve been granted after more than six thousand years of being on opposite sides. Millennia of lying about how they feel (I don’t even like you) and who they are (I’m not nice. I’m never nice.). Eons of burying emotions, eternities of denying desires. They are hard habits to break. But he’s trying.
Inspired by "Still the One" by Orleans.
HOLIDAY DRABBLES
The Thirty-One Good Omens Drabbles of Christmas 2024
Rated: E, 3100 words total (100 words each) 31/31 chapters posted (12/31/2024)
A series of Drabbles, one for every day of December 2024. These serve absolutely no purpose except to spread holiday cheer. Some funny, some cozy, some a bit saucy. A bit of smut. Mind the tags.
Thanksgiving Tail 2024
Rated: E, 400 words (100 words each), 4/4 chapters posted, (11/29/2024)
A series of Drabbles set on Thanksgiving Day, starting with Crowley overhearing Aziraphale on the phone and making a very sexy assumption.
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GO Fan Fiction Writers Throwback Thursday: Living Fiction (T)
Living Fiction was written as a gift for the Good Omens Reference Library Discord Server Gift Exchange. I got the prompts human AU, florist Crowley gives writer Aziraphale a gift. And then I wrote this. My very first foray into the world of AU writing.
Azariah Fell is a self-published author and one of his favorite places to write - where he goes twice a week - is a café. On the opposite side of the street just so happens to be a florist shop named 'Serpens et Horto' and Azariah really likes the owner, Crowley. He likes him so much that he's bought a ton of plants he knows nothing about and that one of the main characters in his most recent romance novels has a staggering similarity to Crowley...
This was fun to write. The banter between Warlock and Crowley at the florist, the shameless flirting between the absolute clueless protagonists, all the research I did on flowers and plants and parks in London... I know probably even less about plants than Azariah Fell in my story. Or knew. But at least the snake plant I mentioned in the notes to this story is still alive and actually thriving.
GO is actually the first fandom where I ever understood why people read and enjoy AUs. I never got it before. I always wondered what the point of reading a story with people who just look like my favorite characters but are nothing like them was. And then I read (or listened to; it was the podfic of Slow Show) the first one and was hooked. Because these characters weren't completely different. They were still recognizable enough that I loved that just as much as the "real" Aziraphale and Crowley. Half of what I read are AUs now and I've written multiple myself (working on a total of three right now, one of which I'm posting every Monday).
Also notable is that the art I used for the cover of this story was created by my daughter, who was 9 at the time. Cue a "very proud mom/mum/mama"-moment. 😄
Living Fiction (20806 words) by Sakascal
Chapters: 4/4
Fandom: Good Omens (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens), Aziraphale & Crowley (Good Omens)
Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens), Warlock Dowling
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Human, Writer Aziraphale (Good Omens), Florist Crowley (Good Omens), Romance, Fluff, First Kiss, Getting Together, Crowley Loves Aziraphale (Good Omens), Aziraphale Loves Crowley (Good Omens), Crowley Reads (Good Omens)
Summary:
For two years self-published romance writer Azariah Fell has been coming to this café, three times a week on a schedule. He likes to work there, with easy access to refreshing hot drinks and delicious pastries, and always sits at the same table, directly at the window with the street right in view. And if he is honest, it's the view that he's coming for - but not of the street.
Right across the street is the florist shop 'Serpens et Horto', and the proprietor Anthony Crowley keeps drawing his eyes. Azariah regularly finds himself buying plants and flowers at that shop, even though he had known nothing about plants when he first came to this café. So, is it really a surprise when one of the main characters in his latest book has a striking resemblance to Anthony Crowley?
Lastly, let me tag people who've tagged me for Throwback Thursday or who have commented on these posts before: @curiouspupsicle @copperplatebeech
(If you want me to tag you for these posts in the future add a comment, I'll try to remember. I can get pretty difficult to see all the posts of Throwback Thursday if you're a lot more comfortable reading on your PC where you don't get the notifications - like me. My eyes are definitely 47-years-old and have never been too great. 😅)
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So two years and a day two days ago I published the first chapter of Good Works.
A few weeks earlier @crowleysgirl56 had posted this :
https://www.tumblr.com/crowleysgirl56/754579025430724608/if-michael-sheen-investigating-illegal-toxic-waste
And I couldn't stop thinking about it. I listened to the podcast with Michael Sheen (an absolutely crazy story with so many unexpected twists and turns! - and a movie version is coming out next year!).
I started a spreadsheet with scenes, character notes, and a historical timeline. I did some research. I outlined a story that I figured might be 30-40k: my first Good Omens fic and twice as long as anything I'd tried before.
I imagined these two characters: an unlikely queer activist with a dark past and a government employee who stumbled onto an environmental scandal. My first challenge was trying to figure out how and where they would run into each other. I brainstormed places their lives could intersect, where did a cross section of humanity show up in the mid 80s? Why, the all night copy shop! In the middle of the night... because... because they needed to make some copies!
From there, I wrote in frantic bursts, barely keeping up with the story as it played out in front of me. It was a relatively long chapter, I thought - over 2k!
“Excuse me! Excuuuuse me!” The man’s voice, quickly escalating from urgent to shrill, came over Crowley’s shoulder seconds before the man himself barrelled into him. Crowley fell against the hulking copy machine, the top-loading paper tray poking him painfully in the chest and knocking the wind out of him. He turned, mouth open but soundless to protest, and saw only a broad beige back. The man bent over the far side of the machine where, up until a second ago, Crowley himself had hovered, waiting for his stack of copies to emerge.
“Jesus, what’s your problem?” Crowley finally found the breath to snarl, clutching his ribs. He didn’t have much padding on him, to be slammed into things (at least not without a few drinks and discussion about safe words). The furious rustling of paper was the only reply.
“Hey, those are my flyers!” He grabbed a handful of the interloper’s coat and tried to yank him away, but quickly realized he didn’t have the leverage or weight. The guy didn’t budge an inch, until, suddenly, he did. Crowley was pushed again, this time his back colliding with the machine.
“You have got to be kidding me!” He reached back to rub a new sore spot and adjusted his sunglasses more firmly over his eyes as the blinding light bled in around the edge.
The man straightened up and turned so quickly his hat tilted to the side, momentarily revealing a shock of short curly hair, bright white under the harsh fluorescent lighting. Between the beige trench coat and matching fedora, he looked like either a 1950s private detective or someone who was trying all too hard to look very, very inconspicuous, resulting in exactly the opposite effect.
“Oi! Stop, thief!” Crowley yelled. “This man is a flyer thief and I want him arrested!” He gestured grandly to the empty shop.
It was 3am, on a rainy Tuesday in July and the shop was empty — not even the usual troglodyte grad student illegally photocopying science journals snuck out of the nearby university library. Mr. Arnold, the owner and often the entire night shift staff, was off in the back somewhere, inhaling printer ink fumes and pouring over obscene illuminated manuscripts or whatever he got up to on a slow night...
Continue reading on A03
I wrote the next dozen chapters about one per week, publishing as I went. Somewhere in the double digits I started recognizing & looking forward to repeat commenters.
I got my first beta reader and joined some writing communities, discovering the joy of sprints and sharing snippets.
The story got more complicated. The spreadsheet started looking like a digital crazy wall with conditional formatting, formulas, charts and graphs. I abandoned my overgrown outline and started another one. And then another. Google Docs started choking on the size of the file so I moved to one file-per-chapter.
I got new beta readers, including a designated Brit Picker and some wonderful cheer readers.
My publishing schedule went from once a week to every-other-week as the chapter word count went up. Then I went on a trip and got COVID, then it was the holidays, then it was more than two weeks between chapters... then it got more complicated, then I got sick *again*... you can see where this is going. More weeks between chapters. Thinking about it every day but mostly feeling bad about it.
I tried to make writing fun again by working on a short side project (Mornings After Nights Before). I got COVID *again*...
I bailed on discord and stepped back from social media for a bit. Work started to be overwhelming and writing fell by the wayside but never went away entirely.
It felt like Zeno's Arrow, as I got halfway finished, then half of that, and half of that... the end always retreating just a bit further.
I took over 3 months between chapter 27 and 28. S3 was in no way the inspiration I had hoped it would be. Days and weeks go by without more than a few words here and there...
Clearly, my heart is not in it any more.
Where do we go from here
So. I sat down with The Spreadsheet and took a hard look at what's left of my Effable Plan. I think I found a way to carve out An Ending that I hope will be both happy and satisfying. It does not use all of the set up I wove into the story. Some of Chekov's guns won't go off. But I would rather tie a nice enough bow here than leave it incomplete.
So I still have some work to do. I've drafted about 2k of what will now be the final chapter (or I could even split it into two, since my chapters have been running so long). There's always been an Epilogue - I drafted that quite early on actually. It will fill some of what would have been in the additional final chapters. That gives me a good 8-10k more to write in this new, tighter conclusion. I think I can do that. Maybe even quite soon.
I wont rule out getting back to the cut scenes in a follow up fic (in fact, there's a neat way it makes sense in-story that it is it's own thing, so there will be some hints in the epilogue). Honestly, just letting myself off the hook has made it easier to imagine I would want to go back some day.
A huge thank you to everyone who has read, kudoed, commented, subscribed or otherwise supported this work during it's long journey. And, if you've been waiting for it to be completed to take a peek, I look forward to announcing that sometime relatively soon.
It's going to feel really, really weird to finish this.
Beta editing and endless moral support by @spectrallydistracted
Britpicking and cheers by @GroovyNightStrawberry
Cheers and plot detangling support by @curiouspupsicle
Summary:
It's 1987 London and anti-gay sentiment is on the rise ahead of the government's push to pass Section 28 to prohibited the "promotion of homosexuality" by local authorities -- including banning books and education in schools.
Why do Fell, low level government administrator, and Crowley, a "fixer" for a nefarious consulting company and reluctant queer community organiser, keep running into each other -- quite literally? Is it just romantic fate bringing together two middle aged "confirmed bachelors" who thought it was too late to find love, or is there some other connection? Can they figure it out? (Are they sure they want to?)
Chapter Summary:
Crowley speeds back to London to answer the call of his Angel, trying desperately to put his feelings aside so he can help do this One Important Thing. And that's fine, right? He can be cool. He's fine. It's all fine.
Tw: AIDS, Homophobia, Medical Phobias, Hospitals
Continue reading Chapter 28 on AO3
Or start from Chapter 1 - The 24 Hour Print Shop, July 1987
I have been honored to work with @majnoonathelibrarian on this story. It is so well researched and so complex. I cannot believe the time she's put into it.
If you've not started it because you don't read WIPs, it's almost concluded now. You're going to want to give it a go. It's beautifully written with lovely, sympathetic characters who are deeply human.
Hugs and kisses, Z. It's such a pleasure to work with you. ♥️
»-♡→ Brushed
»-♡→ Grazed
»-♡→ Caressed
»-♡→ Stroked
»-♡→ Patted
»-♡→ Cradled
»-♡→ Rested against
»-♡→ Smoothed
»-♡→ Trailed along
»-♡→ Glided over
...or comforting:
➺ Squeezed
➺ Held
➺ Embraced
➺ Wrapped around
➺ Clasped
➺ Pressed gently against
➺ Rubbed
➺ Supported
➺ Steadied
➺ Cupped
...or affectionate:
➵ Ruffled
➵ Nuzzled
➵ Kissed
➵ Linked arms with
➵ Nestled against
➵ Curled around
➵ Leaned into
➵ Rested a hand on
➵ Laced fingers with
➵ Pulled close
...or romantic:
̗̀➛ Traced
̗̀➛ Ghosted across
̗̀➛ Brushed against
̗̀➛ Skimmed over
̗̀➛ Lingeringly stroked
̗̀➛ Ran a thumb along
̗̀➛ Tilted their chin
̗̀➛ Tucked a strand of hair behind their ear
̗̀➛ Pressed their forehead against
̗̀➛ Intertwined fingers
A Summer Omens Big Bang collab by @maon25 (art) and me (story)
Read here on AO3 (G, 8k)
Look at all the amazing art by @maon25 :
In chapter 5 🔝
In chapter 2 🔝
In chapter 1 🔝
Summary:
It’s summer once more in Kensington Gardens.
The white marble statue of an Angel, half hidden under a canopy of trees, is content enough with his life, his animal friends in the park, the here and now.
Until an unusual Black Nightingale lands on his left wing and sings to him stories of woe, of mystery, of a dear friend lost, of his quest to find the love of his life again.
Every summer, the Nightingale, who remembers only fragments of what really happened to himself and his long-lost soulmate, revisits the Marble Angel, having gathered more hints and ✨Clues✨ to help his quest. The Angel’s marble heart melts with empathy for him, and with other feelings that seem new - but are they?
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This is a romantic fairytale, inspired by Oscar Wilde’s ‘The Happy Prince’, retelling Good Omens in symbolic language.
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Thank You to:
@maon25 for the beautiful art beta reading, helping with decisions, and a fun and fruitful collaboration!
@gosummerbang and all the writers and artists of the SOBB discord server, for making this bang such a fun and friendly experience! Check out the other SOBB collabs posted on that blog!
@thinkinginscripts , who is the best beta in the world!
@whickberstreetwriters for support and encouragement!
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I forgot to tag y’all last time I completed a story, it’s here if you want to see/read/be so kind as to give it a reblog. It’s very different form the current one, a Dracula x Good Omens cross over 🧛😇:
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My prompt: Classic Literature
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I wrote an essay about the ending of Good Omens, and you can read it now.
How I learned to love the finale of Good Omens for what it is (and maybe you can, too).
It got so long I had to find another home for it, but if you're feeling sad, confused, lonely or even ambiguous after the finale, maybe reading some hopeful analysis will ease the way.
I haven't written an essay in 12 years but this is what this show has done to me so here we are.
"This transformation explains why the pair survive the ripping of pages in the Book of Life: they are no longer characters written in Her book. They have now both outgrown the text."
Incredible essay and articulation of so many of the thoughts that have been rippling through my mind since the finale.
Chapter 6 of Love Rollercoaster by @loveagoodstory87 is out! And like the title might suggest, there is indeed a rollercoaster, partially illustrated here by moi.
Check it out from the start above and then check out the other @gosummerbang fics and art after.
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Post the first lines from your current wips (or your favorite lines, whatever floats your boat! everything's made up and the points don't matter!!) and let your followers vote on which lines intrigue or excite them the most.
WIP 1:
“How’d things go this week? And what’s on for the weekend?” Crowley drops heavily into his office chair, takes off his dark glasses, and kicks his feet up onto his desk. Thursday morning is as good a time as any to get started on the weekend. He takes a long sip of coffee and waits for his manager to brief him.
WIP 2:
As Aziraphale settled in with his morning cup of tea, he watched the dust motes lazily drift down through a shaft of sunlight. The bookshop was quiet except for the ticking of the grandfather clock and the purr of Chuck on his lap. He wondered what Dave was getting up to. Trouble was afoot when that kitten got quiet.
WIP 3:
A few minutes before the group is scheduled to start, a young man with dark, curly hair hurries into the room, a messenger bag slung over his shoulder. He stops by the small groups, shakes hands, then walks straight to Aziraphale.
“You’re new,” he says, his hand extended. “I’m Adam Young. I’m the facilitator for the grief group.”
Aziraphale shakes his hand. It’s warm and dry, the young man’s grip firm.
Groaning into the cup of coffee he’s just poured, Crowley pulls himself out of his desk chair and stumbles across the hall to Bea’s office. Their suite has a perfectly good intercom system, but Bea can’t be bothered to use it. Their voice carries—down the hall, through the building, into the elevators, and out to the street below—ratcheting up the headache Crowley’s been nursing all morning. But, hey, why use the intercom when they can just shout their demands?
“Yes, your lordship?” Crowley says, bowing low with a sweep of his arm, even though doing so makes his head pound. “How may I be of service?”
Which snippet intrigues you the most?
WIP 1
WIP 2
WIP 3
WIP 4
Remaining time: 3 hours 20 minutes
No pressure tags to @goannasun @brenna @bohoteacher @she-makes-things @thisisshiny and anyone else who wants to join in!
there are a lot of Extremely Married moments in good omens, but I maintain that the Most Married moment is when crowley says out of nowhere, “ducks! they’re what water slides off.” and aziraphale heaves a deeply put-upon sigh and says, “….just drive the car.”
a close runner up is when Aziraphale wants to do magic at Warlock’s birthday party and Crowley just goes, “Make you disappear”, and Aziraphale’s not put out in the slightest
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Chapter 6 includes the next illustration by the amazing @hogs-and-ham!!! I'm so excited for you to see it!
This is the last time you get two chapters at a time, and it's only because I COULDN'T RESIST releasing these two at the same time. They go together, what can I say?
Rated E
Tags: Human Road Trip AU, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Crowley POV, Pining, Music/Playlists, Americana, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Eventual Smut (thye're switches, bitches), Love Confessions, Happy Ending
I'm going to start teasing with songs and epigraphs. So, Chapter 5's epigraph song and lyrics:
And time doesn't wait for me
It keeps on rollin'
There's a long road, I've gotta stay in time with, yeah
I've got to keep on chasin' that dream
Though I may never find it
Foreplay/Long Time by Boston
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A little ficaversary story:
LIVING NEXT DOOR TO AZIRAPHALE
For twenty-four years, Crowley has been living next door to Aziraphale. Twenty-four years of shared dinners and second glasses of wine.
Also twenty-four years of a secret so carefully maintained it became part of the architecture of their lives.
Now Aziraphale is leaving for the South Downs, and Crowley is helping pack up the life they've somehow built together – one box at a time.
Chapter One and Two
Today marks my one-year ficaversary. Exactly one year ago, I posted my first longer Good Omens fic - a rather lovely excuse to celebrate with a new little story.
It's tiny, so I’ll be posting it fairly quickly:
- Two chapters today: Crowley’s point of view
- Two chapters next Tuesday: Aziraphale’s point of view
- Two chapters the following Friday: the dramatic finale and epilogue
I hope you have fun - happy ficaversary to me and to you! 💖💖💖
