#eveningstarcatcher

The Good AUmens AU Fest is an event of over 100 authors and artists, all producing new alternate universe works based on a prompt that was assigned to them. They’ve been at work since early March and the works will debut during the month of June. This is the first of five weekly masterposts.

Works arranged by date posted June 1

Fairy Tale AU: Choose Your Princes Wisely by @zehwulf

Time Travel AU: Hard Way Home by @curseundone  

Soulmate AU:  A Snake with a Halo by @sivan325 

Cooking AU:  Sweet Temptations by @soft-october-night​ and @weatheredlaw  

June 2

Single Parent AU: A Fine Line (Between Love and Hate) by @bpash89​ 

Apartheid-era South Africa AU: Weeping by @sani-86​

Hitman AU: Steady, sure hands by @halfofmysoulistrees​

June 3

Spies AU: Unremarkable by @sameoldsorceress​

Ghosts/Supernatural AU: The Roads We Walk Together by @thetimemachinejellyfish​

Art Heist AU: the art of stealing (hearts) by @asideofourown​

Professors AU: Classics and Moderns by @joyandotherstories​

June 4

Avatar the Last Airbender AU: The Burning Sky by @braver-stronger-smarter​

Single Parents AU: Crazy Ineffable Thing (Called Love) by @tawnyontumblr​

Beach AU: Don't Cry Over Spilled Coffee by @waffleironbiddingwar

June 5

Pen Pals AU: He Loves Me by @eveningstarcatcher

Pet Shop AU: Fur Get Me Not by @bisasterdi​

Spies AU: Covert (mis)Communications by @ineffable-human​

June 6

Angry Customer/Employee AU: Will Call by @sabine-aubergine​

Tattoo AU: Indelible Marks by @theeinkibus

I think I’ve found a few, dear!

Azira Fell and the Apocalypse Scroll by miraworos

The hunt is on for a mysterious and deadly scroll with the power to topple the world into chaos. Will Dr. Azira Fell, professor of Egyptology, find it in time to prevent the impending apocalypse? Or will an evil organization bent on destroying civilization find it first? To have even a chance at saving the world, he'll need to rely on the wily Anthony J. Crowley, professional guide and adventurer. But can Azira trust the inscrutable explorer, or will he lose his heart along with his life?

Anthiana Jones (Crowley) and the Lost Book by EveningStarcatcher

For the Great Good Omens Snake-Off

Inspired by a conversation with a friend and @whiteleyfoster’s amazing art

Crowley and Aziraphale go on an adventure!

It's Not The Years, It's The Mileage by MovesLikeBucky

“Dr. Fell,” says the first, “your specialty is religious artifacts, is it not?”

“More or less,” Aziraphale says, fidgeting with his hands.

“Then you’re just the person we need,” the second agent says as he pulls out a few leaves of paper.  “Our latest field reports put them somewhere called Tanis.  We know from the information we’ve intercepted that they’re searching specifically for religious artifacts, but other than that we haven’t the foggiest idea what it is they’re looking for.”

The first takes a sip from his glass of water, then pointedly stares at Aziraphale.  “Any idea what it might be?”

They stare Aziraphale down like it’s an interrogation.  Like a test he hasn’t studied for.  Like any of his meetings with Gabriel.

Aziraphale freezes in his seat. Centuries - millennia, even - have passed since he last saw the Ark.  Since he had walked with the slaves through all of that pain and suffering; tried to be a helping hand to Moses.  He had been there when it was constructed, when the tablets were laid inside.  He knew its power.  He’d seen it.

He hadn’t been there when it was lost.  Had he known it would be, he would have destroyed it himself.

A gift for @redundant-angel of an upcoming scene in their lovely Hotel Guests AU fic! Crowley and Aziraphale sharing a first kiss in the rain. Happy Holly Jolly July! 💖 (on AO3)

My fic for @eveningstarcatcher for the @tricketyboo2020 exchange. I hope you like it!

Title: What We Wasted (in Doubting and Waiting) Rating: Explicit Fandom: Good Omens Word Count: ~7K Pairing: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) Summary:  O lost days of delight, that are wasted in doubting and waiting! O lost hours and days in which we might have been happy! But the light shone at last, and guided his wavering footsteps, And at last came the voice, imperative, questionless, certain. A smutty beach fic with a happy ending. Not as angsty as the title might suggest.

Tags: Ineffable Husbands, Ineffable idiots, Aziraphale loves Crowley, Crowley loves Aziraphale, Semi-public sex, Masturbation, Day at the beach, beach sex, Aziraphale has a penis, Crowley has a penis, Riding, Topping from the bottom, Anal sex, Cock warming (for a little bit), South Downs Cottage, Established Relationship, Happy Ending, Beta’d, Smut

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens) Additional Tags: Aziraphale Loves Crowley (Good Omens), Crowley Loves Aziraphale (Good Omens), Established Relationship, South Downs Cottage (Good Omens), Divinity Kink, Strong Aziraphale (Good Omens), Healing, Aftercare, Aziraphale Takes Care of Crowley (Good Omens), Ineffable Husbands (Good Omens), Genderfluid Crowley (Good Omens), He/Him Pronouns For Crowley (Good Omens), He/Him Pronouns For Aziraphale (Good Omens), Mention of blood Summary:

“Why wait?” Crowley’s voice was faint, almost a whisper, but lined with the usual forced nonchalance. “What?” Aziraphale froze, brow slightly furrowed. “Just, I don’t have to wait.” Crowley’s cheeks flushed. “Could be all better right now. I mean. I-if you wanted.” “Are you asking me to heal you?” Aziraphale’s eyes flashed with something… divine.

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@eveningstarcatcher wrote this for me for the GO Events prom event i am a MESS

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Good Omens (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens) Additional Tags: Wingfic, Wings, Wing Grooming, Established Relationship, South Downs Cottage (Good Omens) Summary:

Crowley watched Aziraphale close the last of the drapes, standing there in only his shirt and trousers, then pad across the carpet on his bare feet. He felt a swell of contented joy at the sight, at the all of it. They were here. It might have taken the whole of their Earthly existence and a near-Apocalypse, but they’d made it. They were here. They were safe. And, most importantly, they were together.

“You first, Angel,” said Crowley, patting the chair beside the wine.

“Are you sure?” asked Aziraphale as he always did. “I don’t mind grooming you first.”