Crowley can hardly believe his luck when the new-in-town journalist, Aziraphale, finally makes a move on him. Freed from the living nightmare that is Tadfield's Halloween party, they seek their own private spooky adventure instead.

It's just a little shagging in a graveyard. What's the worst that can happen?

Certainly not accidentally summoning some vengeful ghosts... right?*** art by sososomebody & written by sabotaged_words for the @spooky-bang-good-omens *** thank you sooo much for your help with this fic @crowlixcx @foolishlovers @tonydaddingham @waitingtobebroken 💖💖 so much love for you!! ***

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Chapter 2 (9.3 k)

Aziraphale and Crowley try to talk their way out of a dangerous encounter a group of ravenous ghosts while desperately trying to protect each other. But there is more than mystery for Crowley to solve…

Hey, you! Yeah, you over there," Crowley barked, and Aziraphale gave an exasperated groan. "Yeah, who the hell are you and what the hell are you doing in this graveyard?" "Crowley, you can't just ask people what they're doing in graveyards, it's rude." "People? I don't know, it doesn't really look like -"

#can’t wait to read the new chapter!! 👻💜

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ineffabildaddy

reminder about aziraphale and crowley:

they're male. they're female. they're both. they're neither. they're more. they're lesbians. they're gay men. they're queer. they're bisexual. they're butch. they're femme. they're androgynous. they're masculine. they're camp. they're fluid. they're genderless.

they're anything and everything you can imagine because they've been around for all of it. and most of all, they're not real - so there's no 'wrong' way to draw them, to write them, to talk about them, or to think about them in terms of their queerness, as long as you acknowledge they are fundamentally queer.

thank you for listening. as you were

#yes 💜

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long time listener, first time caller (E, 4/7 chapters posted) - a good omens human au by ineffabildaddy

Crowley, a lonely, overworked botanical researcher, has only one thing to look forward to in his unchanging daily routine - walking though the community garden he helps to maintain in his local park, where he always passes the same handsome blond man, whom he has never spoken to and feels too shy to approach.

Crowley is also a raging insomniac, and nothing helps him relax enough to fall asleep - that is, until he switches on the radio one evening and discovers the late-night advice programme of Aziraphale Fell, former priest and "soother of troubled souls". Mesmerised with Aziraphale's voice and struck by the gentle wisdom of Aziraphale's advice, Crowley feels his life and routine slowly begin to improve until he is ready to introduce himself to the two strangers he has fallen in love with - the handsome man in the park, and Aziraphale himself. How long can Crowley burn the torch for two men before he has to choose one, even though he knows very little about either of them?

ineffabildaddy

working on this again from tomorrow!

#this is so excitinggg 💜

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wouldn't it be a lovely headline? (E, 2 chapters posted) - a good omens human au by ineffabildaddy

fem aziraphale x man-shaped crowley

Anthony J. Crowley, beloved TV star, and Azira Fell, serious stage actress, must attend the first show in the awards circuit for a film they recently shot together, Angelic Omens. Metatron Studios are keen to use the two and a half-days across which The Whickber Awards will take place to their advantage, by gauging how much interest there would be for Demonic Prophecies, the picture's potential sequel. Their single, compulsory suggestion? Presenting Anthony and Azira as a couple throughout the weekend to measure the public's reaction. Can our actors remain professional until the conclusion of the weekend? And how long before their double act begins to feel nothing like acting at all?

this work is a gift for @omens-for-ophelia! thank you so much for the beta @foolishlovers<3

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He decided to disguise the truth behind a lie so believable in the context of the evening that A) the strangers he was sitting with would receive it at face value and B) Azira would never detect the sincerity beneath it. "Well... no one really knows how much I love this one here." Cocking his head to one side, Anthony gestured to his co-star. "It's..." For emphasis, he turned to face her; in doing so, he found that she was blinking frequently to shield her blown-out pupils, while her chest seemed to rise and fall just fast enough to be noticeable. Was she really shocked that Anthony was participating in the game they had both agreed to play only a short time earlier? "... Hard to put into words, y'know?"

chapter 2 is up now! read it here<3

#gorgeous new chapter!!!

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crowleys-hips

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Agni Pareeksha

#that hair 🥺🥺#so so so beautiful #good omens #fanart

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the same 4 meals in rotation i love you. i love you the same 4 meals in rotation

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momsspaghetti39

good omens in these trying times

#mmm so soft and lovely 🥺🥺#good omens #fanart

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Don't look so disappointed. Perhaps one day we could, I don't know, go for a picnic...

If 88 minutes of that hour and a half of the last season isn't them enjoying a picnic in a warm afternoon, I swear-

let them be happy for once please 😭

#this is so dreamy and beautiful and simply perfect #🥺🥺#good omens #fanart

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waitingtobebroken

I present to you, yet another fic in my Ineffable Meet-Cute Series! (Is it really a meet-cute if they are childhood sweethearts that have been married for more than a decade but one of them doesn't remember? I'll let you decide!)

Late Night Visitors (Rated T, ~3.5K words)

Summary:

Crowley has come to Aziraphale's bookshop, very drunk and very intent on seducing himself an angel. There is only one problem. Aziraphale is already married. To Crowley.

And a tiny teaser:

"Angel," Crowley whispered, more a sigh than an actual word. Perhaps, it should have been his first sign that something was very wrong with the other man. It should have, except the decades together had done nothing to dull the sheer love in Crowley's eyes, whenever he looked at Aziraphale. The warmth in his touch, in his gaze, whenever he reached out for him. So when his husband called out to him, voice soft in reverence and awe, Aziraphale did not suspect anything, even for a moment. He did try to put a stop to the answering pull of his own lips, clamping them shut, lest they let something equally love-stricken tumble out. He was angry. And he was going to be angry for a very long time. Or, at least, the next few minutes. He couldn't promise himself anything more, he wasn't that strong.

As always, coming to archives near you this Saturday!

#i’m 👏🏻 so 👏🏻 excited 👏🏻#saturday can’t come soon enough!!#💜💜💜

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moonstruck by foolishlovers (M, 2.4k, 1/11)

for @ineffabildaddy

Crowley finds solace in the stars, the moon, in the soft glow of distant lights. He treasures these moments of quietude, gazing up at the night sky through the windows of his favourite café - a small sanctuary from his hectic life as a professor. Yet his peace is disrupted when a new bartender, annoyingly cheerful and unreasonably cherubic, takes it upon himself to strike up conversations Crowley never asked for. As the months slip by, however, he catches himself getting more and more involved… and maybe a little less irritated than he’d care to admit.

#it’s wip wednesday so have my current wip hehe 🥰