#vine slips

Chapter 7 of The Rock of Your Refuge has been posted ✨

| tags | Crowley POV, Dreams/Flashbacks, Self Reflection, Growth, Hope, Healing, Forgiveness, Bravery, Leaps of Faith, One Year Later, Reunions |

| summary |

Crowley dreams of his father after a night filled with the impossible and the unthinkable. Newly armed with a reborn hope and the tender uncertainty of accepting that he might not be as broken as he thought, and that it might not be too late, Crowley leaves Lucius’ home and sets out to reclaim what he dearly hopes he’s not lost for good.

| excerpt |

Exactly 365 days earlier, Crowley had walked into this church carrying garlands of pine and cedar, an aching heart full of joyous birds and so much fluttering, newborn hope he’d nearly floated with it.

He had no greenery with him now, and his flock had fled— his cardial cardinals gone along with the starlings and hummingbirds and sparrows and sweet doves and all the rest— but the hope was back, and Crowley clung to it like he’d clung to a trembling Aziraphale in the confessional that first December night.

While his left hand still clutched the tiny cross inside his pocket, he curled his right around the chilled, brass handle of the door, and pushed.

What does it say about me that I read the title of this article and the first thought i had was your Aziraphale comparing Crowley to a cardinal in Vine Slips

Maybe don't answer that 🤐🤣

That sound you hear? Is me cackling with feral glee 🤣💖

I won’t answer that, BUT I will say I like the way you think and you made me laugh when I really needed to.

Thank you for thinking of me and my feral priest and gardener with their bird metaphors 🫶

As for my second project; I like to bookbind a decent/good/wellwritten/etc story and I very much would like to give your Vine Slips of a Strange God a try. I'm still learning and I'm no near as good as @brunheiffer!

It would be for personal purposes only, but I like to have the artist approval before starting with it (a NO, won't be held against you 😉 After all, it's your work and I will keep following you on AO3)

If everything turns out the way I want it, then I'd be happy to make a second copy and send it to you (after all, you've given me tons of happy reading hours).

Thanks for all the goodies you post on AO3, a new post always makes my day (even if it's filled with angst and/or I have no time to read) 🥰

Hello my dear! So sorry for the delay ♥️

That's so exciting that you've started bookbinding! It's such an amazing art, and omg ♥️♥️♥️ I would be absolutely honored if you bound Vine Slips of a Strange God! I've been working on editing it, but it's taking quite a long time, and I would be delighted for you to bind the current version ♥️

And 🥹 that is so wonderfully sweet that you'd be willing to send me a second copy. That would be such a gift and I'd love it so dearly ♥️

I was re-reading vine slips recently and would like to know if you ever thought/plan to publish the series as physical books ? (Either yourself keeping the fic as it is or with a compagny/changing their name) ?

Thanks for your time and your awesome works 🙂‍↕️ We are lucky to have you and your talent in the GO fandom

Hi hi hello! Thank you so much, I hope you had a lovely holiday as well and happy new year! 💖

I would absolutely LOVE to do some sort of bound version of Vine Slips one day, if there was enough interest! I may do a casual sort of interest check once part three is done to gauge interest 😌♥️ I’ve briefly thought of changing the names and some details in order to publish it, but I don’t think I ever will. This fic was written for the fandom and the fandom helped make it what it is right from the start, so I’d love for it to stay on ao3 🙏🏻

And you are so so welcome! Thank you for reading, for your kind words and for being so lovely; it means so much that you enjoy my work 🥹🫶 and it is a joy and honor to be a part of this fandom, truly!

Chapter 1 of The Rock of Your Refuge, part 3 of Vine Slips, has been posted ✨

| chapter 1 | rated m for intense angst | human au, priest aziraphale, gardener crowley, sequel, crowley pov, post break up, depression, emotional hurt, angst, rough start, additional tags and spoilers in summary |

| summary |

Father Aziraphale Fell and Anthony Crowley, after nearly a year of transformative, loving bliss, are not talking.  In the aftermath of his leaving Aziraphale, a deeply depressed Crowley does his best to get through the excruciating loop of self blame, loathing, and pain he’s been caught in.

| excerpt |

Two weeks of solitude— or isolation, more like— back in his flat and effectively shutting out the rest of the world. Two weeks of stillness in Crowley’s chest where the flock of heartbirds he’d so poorly protected had either gone utterly quiet, suffocated into silence by the noxious reappearance of their long evaded poacher, or had flown far away, abandoning the caved in cage of Crowley’s ribs in search of a safety he no longer possessed.

And though he missed them terribly, though he longed for the melody of their birdsong and silken fluttering of downy feathers, Crowley knew they were better off, too.

His newly lonely days quickly took on a repetitive, soul sucking pattern of waking and sleeping, the latter eluding him until he eventually succumbed to exhaustion that left him queasy and sore at all hours of the early morning. He avoided leaving the flat as much as he could and abused various delivery apps for the sake of that aggravating need to eat despite his complete lack of an appetite. Being back in this space also resurrected Crowley’s previously constant worry about his finances even though he was alright for now, thanks to Aziraphale and his generosity—

Aziraphale.

Mostly, Crowley thought about Aziraphale. He thought about them.

The starting paragraph 💔

I can’t believe I’ve been writing this story for almost two years. I can’t believe that people got invested in their pasts and their struggles and their trauma and their happiness alongside me. This series truly changed so much. I’m beyond grateful and emotional 💖

Hoping to publish within the next few days if I can get my shit together. We are off to a rough start, and I’m going to be annoying again and ask folks to trust me.

:3

♥️ hmm let’s see…here’s one from part three of Vine Slips, titled The Rock of Your Refuge:

A softly soothing coo, persuasion at its gentlest, that to once again accept he was nothing was for the benefit of everyone, and though it may be too late for Crowley— it was and would always be too late for him, he knew, he’d known for so long even if he’d forgotten for a little while— it didn’t have to be too late for Aziraphale.

Bring Your Seed to Blossom is now complete, and with that, two of the three books making up the Vine Slips trilogy are finished. Chapter 16’s title is, as always, from the Song of Songs: I Sought Him But Found Him Not.