#mirjam-writes

a Christmas meal to go with @mirjam-writes' absolutely gorgeous fic--

Be Still My Soul (link ✨️)

Rules: post the first sentence of your most recent 10 fan fics and tag up to 10 people. I was tagged by @0ldstoneface AND @spectrallydistracted (thank youuu 🧡) and I'll tag @maidenimage, @voluptatiscausa, @tawnyontumblr, @mikaaccidentaldemon, @cassieoh, @ack-emma, @joyandotherstories and @liquidlyrium (knowing most of you have probably been tagged already) Here goes!

Jesus had died and Aziraphale lay behind the manger of her employer’s barn, wrapped in thick woollen blankets and loose hay.

From Fly Away With Me, ~5k, M, Aziraphale/Crowley ineffable wives human AU about nordic folklore.

“Just help the neighbours a little,” Gabriel had said. “Catch the heifer, charm the girl, nothing big,” he’d said.

From words shall not be hid, nor spells buried, 28k, E, Aziraphale/Crowley monsterfucking human AU about nordic folklore.

It started with a low hum from upriver.

From The Breaking Of The Ice, ~7k, M, Aziraphale/Crowley human AU set in nordic logging history.

They are doing the Lord’s work. They are created for this.

From Vanquished, 1k, T, Gen, heaven's great war era pre-s3 canonverse fic (Michael centric)

“What made ‘im so special anyway,” Furfur mutters, hiccuping a little.

From A Lover, A Traitor, A Poison, A Saviour, ~3k, E, Crowley/Furfur post S2, pre S3 canonverse fic

“Do you like-like the angel?” A small, conspiratorial voice asked from under Crowley’s elbow, startling him.

From A Tale Of Two Bildads, 1.7k, G, Aziraphale/Crowley biblical era canonverse fic

If packing had been inconvenient, it was nothing compared to unpacking.

From See You On The Oyster Side, 4.8k, E, Aziraphale/Crowley pre S3 canon south downs era sex pollen

The first time it happened was in the past, a much different time to now, and mostly by accident.

From Watching You (Watching Me, 22k, E, Aziraphale/Crowley (+Aziraphale/others) pre S3 cnonverse through the ages voyerism fic

“I’m fucked,” Crowley whined into the phone.

From By Design, 17k, E, Aziraphale/Crowley modern human AU, they're architects!

The rare autumn sun warms Aziraphale’s back as he leans on the fence of the riding arena, watching the session.

Oh boy okay apparently laugh/laughed/laughter occurs 12 times in this smut oneshot 😅 It's just some very happy sexy times alright?

From the wip currently titled Small Cock Appreciation Society: He was as near as certain as he could be that Crowley wouldn't laugh at or deride Aziraphale's shape, but a tiny worry pinched the back of his mind, telling him to expect a bit of disappointment, however brief before Crowley tried to conceal it, at the first sight of Aziraphale's genitals.

I’m a Good Omens fanfic writer who also occasionally draws on colour pencils. I’m Finnish, over 30, accept any pronouns (she/her is fine) and try to stay out of drama. Follow me for romance, comedy and fluff! I also have a never ending queue of GO art on my Tumblr.

My most well known GO fanfic is Truth or Dare, and I’m currently obsessed with a longer story: Be Still My Soul -series (a human au set in Finnish history). I’m a bit of a history geek, and the fic has its own Tumblr blog where I share my extensive historical notes and background stuff.

Me outside Tumblr:

AO3: MirjamOmens

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You can also find me on several fandom servers on Discord. Come and say hi!

Crowley’s sigh woke Aziraphale from her thoughts, and for her embarrassment she realized she had been caressing her fingertips down her spine, all the way to the low cut fabric on the back of the dress.

Aziraphale dropped her hands as if burnt.

“It’s ready,” she said hastily, and snapped her fingers, miracling up a mirror in front of them.

Their eyes met in the reflection.

“What do you think?” Aziraphale asked, biting her lip nervously. She couldn’t help but notice her own reddened cheeks.

Mortifying.

A commission for the absolutely wonderful @mirjam-writes, a scene from her very lovely fic, Sparrow On A Christmas Morning (link 💕)

!False (It's Funny Because It's True) by  MirjamOmens

Rated: E

Relationship: Aziraphale/Crowley

Words: 6471

Posted: 2022-08-10

Aziraphale drew a long breath through his nose. Crowley, of course it had to be Crowley. The new guy in the sales department, who would promise potential customers just about anything to close a deal. Arrogant, annoying – and wildly, stupidly attractive.

Aziraphale hated him.

Aziraphale is a stellar software architect and a project manager, who is so done with the sales department selling unrealistically scheduled and budgeted projects. And he definitely doesn't have a crush on anyone, thank you very much.

Read the fic here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40940271

My FTH Fic for @ambrasue ! I had so much fun with this, and I really like how it turned out. It seems like others liked it too, since I’ve got so lovely comments on this! This fic has zero angst, trust me.

Hi there Mirjam! 🧡 Thank you so much for this ask. It never gets old and every time I feel like giving a different answer. So that's what I'll do - I'm going to mention one of my less known fics instead of what I often consider to be my favourite ones.

Hmm, this is a cruel question! 🤔I love so many berries, and the answer really depends on my mood...