#anonymousdandelion

He is quite astonished when, a few days later, Aziraphale casually announces he's bought tickets so they can see "that talkie you've been so interested in, dear boy" together next week.

He is even more astonished when they arrive at the cinema and it turns out that, yes, much to the confusion of everyone at the box office, Goncharov is indeed being shown.

Do not underestimate the power of an angel's Assumptions.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Greasy Johnson & Adam Young (Good Omens), Brian & Pepper & Wensleydale & Adam Young (Good Omens) Characters: Greasy Johnson (Good Omens), Adam Young (Good Omens), The Them (Good Omens) Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Post-Almost Apocalypse (Good Omens), Canon: Good Omens (Book), POV Greasy Johnson, Adam Young has a new perspective, Ficlet, Quintuple Drabble, Podfic Welcome Series: Part 43 of Dandelion Fluffbruary, Part 3 of Tropical Fish and American Football: Tales of the Surplus Child, Part 10 of Antichrist & Company: Tales of Adam Young, his Friends, his Family, and/or his Dog Summary:

It was the week after Greasy Johnson had turned eleven. As a belated birthday present, his parents were letting him spend all afternoon at the public aquarium.

In other words, the day had been going very well. Unfortunately, he was in the middle of admiring the tropical fish display — easily one of his favorite places in the world — when the door opened to admit his sworn enemies. The Them.

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@anonymousdandelion has been slipping these beauties under the @fluffbruary radar and we aren’t sure why. I say we foil their nefarious plot by finding these fluffs anyway! 

With my limited artistic ability, I drew the titular character from @anonymousdandelion​‘s fic, Crowley’s Door. I’m sure I can’t capture all the dignity and stateliness of this venerable door, but I’m quite pleased with how it is recognizably a door.

LEMME SWITCH GEARS IM SHIFTING INTO NEIL GAIMAN MODE

blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most): Crowley

scrunkly (my “baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped): Aziraphale

scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave): Torn between Anathema and Madame Tracy

glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week): Good Omens doesn't really have minor characters but I'm gonna go with Legion, aka the disposable demon whose bodies keep getting whacked

poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave): Newt. He's not that controversial, but I see Discourse about him. I like him.

horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason): Crowley

I dare to care to share! With a... bear, in a...... Frigidaire.

worst day evah

This was going to be for the Kisses Bingo game that was running back in 2020, and it was going to fill in the space "snuggle"; only I never finished it, so. Once again it is a human AU (I promise I really do have canonverse WIPs too). I might have shared part of it before, I think, since it's 17 months old? But here, have some of the beginning:

This was, without a doubt, the worst day of Aziraphale's life. He'd woken with a headache, and a morning full of demanding customers hadn't helped much. His breakfast toast had been burnt, and on his way to the local coffee house for a midmorning pick-me-up, he'd been splashed by a passing car. He didn't even have Crowley's company to look forward to, because Crowley had some kind of planning meeting at work, requiring them to cancel their usual lunch date. Not that it was a *date*, of course. Their usual lunch *appointment*. [Some more annoying stuff happens, and now he's determined to be cranky for as long as he can milk it. Then Crowley knocks unexpectedly; Aziraphale lets him in; internal narration continues with] Crowley had been calling him 'angel' practically since the day they'd met. It didn't *mean* anything, though; or rather, it did mean quite a lot, the deep affection Aziraphale knew Crowley had for him, the endless platonic fondness which he seemed to earn just by being his own peculiar self. But Crowley was bold and adventuresome and unafraid to speak his mind. If he was in love with Aziraphale, he would have said so long ago.

If one is familiar enough with my oeuvre, one can probably guess whether or not this will actually, in fact, end up being the worst day of our lovely angel's life.

love spell

You see!! Canonverse finally!! I've posted one tiny bit from this in the past, out of context, but here is some of the beginning so's you can see the setup:

Crowley's voice floated over from the general direction of the wine collection. "Oh, what's in *this* bottle, then? [...]Looks like you lifted it off a fourteenth-century alchemist. Smells like..." Another pause. "Purple. Is purple a smell?" "I shouldn't have anything like that," Aziraphale called back. "Well, not *wine*. I did pull a few boxes out for sorting earlier, and one of them had some items I'd... confiscated, during an old assignment that involved some human occultists." [...]Aziraphale remembered that bottle, yes. He remembered [...] the long evenings he had spent staring at his prize, wishing for something he could never speak aloud, finally shoving it away deep in storage when he feared the temptation might be too much... "Funny thing, really, it was actually some sort of --" Aziraphale didn't quite make it to the end of his sentence before Crowley ambled into his sight[, having plainly just taken a big swig from the bottle]. "...a love potion," finished Aziraphale. "Oh, whoops," said Crowley.

If one is familiar enough with my oeuvre, one can probably guess whether the situation ends well or not.

Hello, Dande!! 😄 Ooh, these are great ones!

🌻How long have you been writing fanfiction?

This is an interesting question because the real answer is actually over a decade, but I didn’t know that it was called fanfiction at the time and I certainly never posted anything!

My first fanfics were stories about characters in cheesy otome games because I was so offended by the idea of a cut-and-paste love interest that I decided to make a brand new character (none of them were self-inserts, amazingly) for each of the characters in the games. Then I went for a number of years writing casual fanfics about characters from various books and shows that I loved so much that words spilled out (which I rarely ever shared with anyone). Finally, I decided to start publishing fics I wrote for Good Omens in 2020, and I kept going afterwards!

🌹What is your favourite kind of fanfiction to write?

I am a huge sucker for writing human AUs for Good Omens, partially because I think that the canon was already so neatly packaged and brilliantly done that anything I might try to add to the canon-verse conversation would be almost redundant 😂 In all seriousness, I adore creating new worlds and imagining the impact of those worlds on the characters, and it really gives me a ton of space to brainstorm and be creative without having to make the characters from whole cloth! Also fluff abounds in my realm. I write angst occasionally, but it will always and forever have a happy ending!

🌷Who do you recommend as a fanfiction writer?

🤩🤩🤩 oh my gosh, it was??? Aaah! I'm like, floored! Thank you so much! 😍 aww this was the first thing I saw this morning and what a happy way to kick off a week, thank you so much 🥲 you're the kindest and sweetest! 🤗 my soft ace boys and their sentient counterparts always bring me joy so I'm glad they do so for others as well.