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Good Omens After Dark

@goodomensafterdark

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It’s reunion season at Eden College. Aziraphale and Crowley didn’t exactly get along back in school, but when a logistical issue forces them to share a room for the long weekend, they discover how much people can change over the course of twenty years. Including themselves. A college reunion AU with fluff, drama, skinny dipping, and love.

Rated M, chapters 2/10. CW: past homophobia and biphobia, non-graphic smut.

Thanks to @its-unapologetic-apathy for the beta, and the @goodomensafterdark writers for their encouragement.

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isiaiowin

GOetry - Rondel

My GOetry for this week. Bit of a change from my usual theme.

Prompt was: Write a rondel with the theme Resist

For these lost souls were once Her precious angels, Who dared ask for justice, and She burned them down to Hell. After falling down an endless pit, steeped in sulphur’s smell, They’re doomed to endless office work, withheld of any wages.

Abandoned, lost, and broken, denied Her love after they fell, These demons still resist, concealed in shadows of dark stages. For these lost souls were once Her precious angels, Who dared ask for justice, and She burned them down to Hell.

In damp filth and turmoil, through hallowed halls and endless pages, They wait for the day their searing hate might finally quell, To rise once more and wage a war against Heaven’s stables. But until then, they labour, bound to the tolling bell. For these lost souls were once Her precious angels, Who dared ask for justice, and She burned them down to Hell.

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brenna

Fandom: Good Omens | Category: M/M | Relationship: Aziraphale/Crowley | Rating: E | Chapters: 3/5 | Words: 8,498 | Author: scullphile

For Good Omens Spooky Bang - @spooky-bang-good-omens

Thank you to my betas: @kneelbeforeyourdogbabylon and @heretic1103 for being the best!

Chapter 3 Summary: When the winter is this cold, it's important to stay warm. Hot, even. That's why the station has a sauna.

Overall Summary: Dr. Aziraphale Fell has worked at an Antarctic research station for years, and he's never seen a winter like this. Usually the danger lies outside, in the harsh winter conditions. Unsettling events and people acting strangely have him on edge. Isolated and lonely, he clings to one of his new colleagues for comfort. Can Aziraphale and Crowley protect themselves and their friends from the danger infiltrating their ranks? They only have to make it until dawn, which is several months away.

Chapter 3 is posted! Things are heating up (literally and figuratively, this is an E-rated chapter 🔥)! Come for the tiny sliver of Aziraphale’s butt and stay for the spooky mystery! There’s art every chapter from here on out! Go read now!

(also being a good goblin and tagging @goodomensafterdark so kotias won’t yell at me)

The fear of my meme shaming has seeped into the GOAD members like hellfire

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Get thee behind me

Another dirty GO Spanish poem

(English below)

Toma posesión de mí vade retro atque ante muévete atrás y adelante oh serpiente del jardín.

Al pecado consentí desde que tú me tentaste toma posesión de mí vade retro atque ante.

Arremete contra mí sigue con tu amar constante no hay fuerza que yo no aguante una y mil veces pedí: toma posesión de mí vade retro atque ante.

Take possession of me vade retro atque ante move thyself back and forth O you serpent from the garden.

I have consented to sin since the day of your temptation take possession of me vade retro atque ante.

Keep on battering against me keep up your constant loving there’s no force I can’t resist a thousand times I begged for it: take possession of me vade retro atque ante.

I got possessed (heh) by this week's GOetry Monday prompt by @isiaiowin, in which the word is resist and the form is a rondel.

Wanna see Crowley poetically begging in Spanish instead? Here's some of that 😘

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brenna

Fandom: Good Omens | Category: M/M | Relationship: Aziraphale/Crowley | Rating: E | Chapters: 3/5 | Words: 8,498 | Author: scullphile

For Good Omens Spooky Bang - @spooky-bang-good-omens

Thank you to my betas: @kneelbeforeyourdogbabylon and @heretic1103 for being the best!

Chapter 3 Summary: When the winter is this cold, it's important to stay warm. Hot, even. That's why the station has a sauna.

Overall Summary: Dr. Aziraphale Fell has worked at an Antarctic research station for years, and he's never seen a winter like this. Usually the danger lies outside, in the harsh winter conditions. Unsettling events and people acting strangely have him on edge. Isolated and lonely, he clings to one of his new colleagues for comfort. Can Aziraphale and Crowley protect themselves and their friends from the danger infiltrating their ranks? They only have to make it until dawn, which is several months away.

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dbacklot99

Writers Guild Presents - Mirrors, Ch 5

Mirrors

Rated E CW/TW: angst

Summary: A post-S2, double reverse omens angst-ridden love story. Crowley and Aziraphale are torn apart after saving the world (again) and each find themselves with a most unlikely companion. But maybe it was the one person they needed to help them heal?

Excerpt:  “That’s what you do, isn’t? Tempt others, enjoy their pleasure — but never let yourself indulge,” Kofer continued.

Crowley sucked his teeth for a moment before replying. It was slightly unnerving to be on the other side of this sort of interaction, but he found he rather enjoyed the challenge. “I indulge in plenty of things. Alcohol, my car, very fancy watches—”

“Oh, I think we both know the reasons for those things. Drinking makes it all a bit more bearable, the life of a demon, doesn’t it? Car - always ready to run on a moment’s notice.”

Crowley’s mouth went dry even as he tried to respond lightly, “And the watches?”

Kofer tilted his head, considering for a moment. “You like building things, like having fancy little gadgets. And,” he eyed Crowley over head to toe, “you like to look good.”

Huge thanks to @kneelbeforeyourdogbabylon & @nosferatini for beta-ing!

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Eerie Was the Way -- now complete!

It's the final two chaps of Eerie Was the Way!

Bet you've been wanting some Crowley POV, haven't you? Well here's a teeny tiny bit, guaranteed to not satisfy 💋 followed by The End. I hope you all love it! Thanks so much for reading along!

Summary:

Chapter 4 (rated Teen): Just how IS it going with Crowley, anyway? (hint: not great.) A brief interlude. Chapter 5 (rated Explicit): Armed with his books and thermoses, Aziraphale goes for broke.

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The Knickerbocker was no different from any other bastion of celebrity splendour and debauchery. It had seen… much. Echoes of long-departed souls trickled out from between the cracks in the floor, from beneath rug and tile, between coats of spackle and plaster and paint. Pain, lust, euphoria, glory, rage, despair. It all roiled together in a sinister maelstrom, shivering in and out around Crowley in a gruesome and miserable veil. “Ask your questions,” Crowley said. His voice sounded as threadbare as the velvet crossing Aziraphale’s shoulder.

A huge final thanks to all the mods of @spooky-bang-good-omens, to  @this-is-a-nice-show for making such beautiful art, and to @brenna and @fallenwithoutgrace for beta skills and cheerleading! Also tagging @goodomensafterdark because of course I would! I ALWAYS DO 👀🥰

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Complete: The Prince and the Naga (a fairytale)

Prince Aziraphale tries to prove himself to his family by going off to slay a beast… only to discover an unexpected ally and learn the real monsters were the ones he left behind.

Rated Explicit Words: 17,082

Art by Nfowleri

Our story begins, as many do, with a man on a journey. His name is Aziraphale, a prince of Celestia. It is a northern kingdom, vast and sprawling, replete with wealth and very powerful. The ruling family is ancient and known across many lands. 

Aziraphale is a younger son, the heir to spare. He is also a knight of his own realm, trained and battle tested. One battle, that is. Only one. But he comported himself with sufficient skill and bravery to have earned the respect of his men. His family might disagree but only privately, around a long dining table, where his brothers and sisters exchange sneers and sharpen their tongues like knives. 

Prince Aziraphale does not believe he is brave but he does know he is skillful, especially with the long sword currently slung across his back. The scabbard jostles despite being securely fastened and he will find a bruise beneath it come evening. He rides with some haste across the plains at the outskirts of the last village that marks Celestia’s borders. There are cavernous mountains up ahead. 

He leaves before dawn, thanking the innkeeper and the innkeeper’s rather overly attentive wife, handing them a gold piece for their troubles. It would not do to lose a moment of daylight. Light was one of the only advantages he had. 

It was rare for a Prince of any realm to venture out on his own and if his family had known his plan, they would have sent him with a dozen armed guards. If they had bothered to read the note he left behind—tucked into his favourite book—there might already be a King’s Guard party on his tail. 

Prince Aziraphale is a man on a quest, which means he has a very particular destination in mind. In the mountains, he will seek glory and prove himself worthy of his crown. 

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brenna

Trans!Omens birthday fics

This weekend I wrote two Trans!Omens birthday one-shots:

Aziraphale/Crowley | Rating: E | Chapters: 1/1 | Words: 1,951

Tags: Snowed In, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Smut, Porn with Feelings, Neck KissingKissing, Oral Sex, 69 (Sex Position), Aziraphale Has a Penis (Good Omens), Crowley Has A Vulva (Good Omens), Crowley Has a Penis (Good Omens), Trans Crowley (Good Omens), He/Him Pronouns For Aziraphale (Good Omens), He/Him Pronouns For Crowley (Good Omens), Aziraphale in Lingerie (Good Omens) Summary: It’s their first weekend away together, and it’s not exactly going to plan. The ancient furnace is barely working, and most of their heat is from the fire. Luckily, the cabin is small, one room on the ground floor and a loft, which unfortunately is where the bed is. There’s no way Crowley will be able to climb the ladder in his condition, and Aziraphale can’t carry someone up something so steep.

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Aziraphale/Crowley | Rating: E | Chapters: 1/1 | Words: 1,237

Tags: Trans Character, Genderfluid Crowley (Good Omens), Trans Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley Has a Penis (Good Omens), Aziraphale Has a Vulva (Good Omens), Porn with Feelings, Aziraphale's Bookshop (Good Omens), Couch Sex, Couch Cuddles, First Kiss, Dry Humping, Hand Jobs, Crowley wears a dress, She/Her Pronouns for Crowley (Good Omens), He/Him Pronouns For Crowley (Good Omens), He/Him Pronouns For Aziraphale (Good Omens) Summary: Aziraphale and Crowley take a walk on the beach. Aziraphale has a hard time asking for what he wants, but Crowley knows exactly what it is. She takes him back to the bookshop, he kisses him, and things escalate from there.

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isiaiowin

GOetry - Let's Rondel

Welcome to GOetry! A weekly poetry club.

Every Monday, you'll receive a new poetry prompt and have until the following Monday to submit your poetic creations. Come join the fun! Post your finished work under the #GOetry and don't forget to tag me @isiaiowin so I can see your work.

Thank you for joining in writing sonnets last week! The incredible work you produced was amazing to read. 

This week’s prompt:

Form: Rondel

Theme: Resist

A Rondel is a French form of poetry dating back to the 14th century. It consists of 13 lines arranged in three stanzas, typically two quatrains (four-line stanzas) followed by a quintet (five-line stanza), with repeated lines throughout the poem.

The rhyme scheme is: ABba / abAB / abbaA(B), where uppercase letters represent repeated lines.

A common variant, known as a Rondel Prime, adds a 14th line, turning the final quintet into a sestet.

If you'd like to write a Rondel Prime, simply add an extra line to the end!

Example: 

Reflecting by: Lawrencealot 

When desolation grabs your heart and forces tears

Let nature speak, reminding you not all is known.

When you, so young were taken to the funeral biers

my faith was shattered; all beliefs and hopes were thrown

away. I felt no comfort thinking heaven’s spheres

could somehow recompense for earthly love we’d grown.

When desolation grabs your heart and forces tears

Let nature speak reminding you not all is known.

I went to our lagoon, our waterfall appears

today to look like you, and hope renewed is sown

into my soul.  We lived and loved! This thought coheres.

That truly shines. Remember we are just on loan.

When desolation grabs your heart and forces tears

Let nature speak reminding you not all is known.

But most of all have fun! 💚 Moon

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Por favor

A hot & spicy sonnet

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Aziraphale, por favor te lo pido: toma mi mano y besa mi mejilla, toma mi cuello y muerde mi barbilla, toma en brazos mi pecho aterecido.

Te estaría por siempre agradecido si moldeases mi cuerpo como arcilla y tus dedos arrancasen esa astilla que se hinca en mi pernil con un quejido.

Buscando las palabras necesarias me postro ante ti, rodillas al suelo, invocando tu nombre en mis plegarias.

Con tu agua bendita, extingue este fuego que me consume en furia luminaria; Aziraphale, por favor te lo ruego.

Aziraphale, please, I ask of you: take my hand and kiss my cheek, take my neck and bite my chin, take into your arms my trembling chest.

I would be forever grateful if you molded my body like clay and your fingers dug up the splinter that sinks into my thigh with a moan.

Searching for the necessary words I prostrate before you, knees to the ground, invoking your name in prayer.

With your holy water, quench this fire that consumes me in luminary ire; Aziraphale, please, I beg of you.

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I couldn’t sleep, so I was scrolling on Tumbr at 4am (as one does) and got inspired by last week's GOetry Monday prompt by @isiaiowin, in which the word was favor and the form was a sonnet.

I wrote a lot of sonnets in Spanish as a teen, so it was fun to try again. Traditionally, Spanish-language sonnets have 11 syllables per line, and the lines are arranged into 2 quatrains and 2 tercets. The rhyming scheme for the first two stanzas is always ABBA ABBA, while the last two can vary (I went with CDC DCD, which is in my opinion the most iconic one).

Want some more GO Spanish poetry? Check this out!

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littleweezel

Coming in First, Ch 8/12 -- A Good Omens Triathlon AU is up

Rated E for Explicit Sex

Summary: AJ Crowley was a talented cyclist who crashed and burned out in his 20s. Twenty-some years later, he lived in the US, worked a boring job, and spent all of his free time training for and participating in triathlons.

Ezra Fell was a swimming phenom who couldn’t handle the pressure of being an elite athlete. He moved to another continent, opened a bookshop, and discovered triathlon as a low-pressure way to stay in shape while doing something he loved.

After competing against each other for years, the two men—who were radically different on the surface—realized they had more in common than they expected. Could their friendship possibly lead to more? (*slaps explicit sex warning* What do you think?)

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new good omens fic to distract us all from the last week of existing!!!

pulse for pulse, breath for breath aziraphale/crowley | 9k | explicit featuring (the most) virgin crowley trying to figure out what he wants, what aziraphale might want, and how to communicate any of that. or, what it means to have a corporeal form and how to put it to good use.

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nosferatini

🔊Ineffable Soundbites

Episode 06. A Priest in A Prison!

Episode 06 of my series of short Good Omens radio plays made for the @goodomensafterdark and @whickberstreetwriters Community.

(Basically just me pretending to be middle aged men for fun and friends)

This one’s called…

5 Minutes | Rated M

TW/CW: Implied BDSM

Summary: Crowley finds Aziraphale in a Prison after the angel tried to compete with the Irish on St. Patty's day and got too drunk for his own good. Although he looks quite good in manacles, and... oh my, is that a priest cassock?

🖤 Nos!

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The Supreme Archangel Receives (Illegal) Material Objects

A Good Omens Sonnet

A pastry box whispers, "sweets for the sweet," contraband objects to Heaven you've sent. Centuries later, you still say "my treat," your words and acts are vows solemnly meant. "I'm coming back, won't leave you on your own," "I'm not gonna tell anybody, are you?" "Little demonic miracle of my own" You smirk and tease and come to my rescue. In turn, I gifted a thermos clandestine, shared oysters, fine wine, my home the bookshop, a shelter of wings under which to nest in. For you, the second Armageddon I'll stop. You give me hope with your grace and your favor, hope for an eternal us to savor.

Thank you to @isiaiowin for the #GOetry prompt @goodomensafterdark

Form: Sonnet

Theme: A favour

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Writers Guild Presents - A Release of Tension

Written by niknak90 on our subreddit!

AKA I had the highly original idea of writing a story where Aziraphale gets off in Crowley's body during the body swap and then I wrote it like a woman possessed instead of any of my 24523847 WIPs. Thank you to betas u/fishey_me, u/badbitchbarenziah, and u/GlitteringRock1665 for lovingly tearing this apart and making my possessed writing more readable.

CW/TW-dubious consent, as Crowley doesn't know what Aziraphale is doing and Aziraphale feels guilty about this. Crowley will be okay with it when he finds out, but that doesn't happen in this part.

Other tags-Bodyswap, The Night in Crowley's Flat, Post s1, Light Angst, Pining

Excerpt

Once he’d seen Crowley off, Aziraphale sunk into the dark sheets of the large and luxurious bed and sighed, preparing to give this body the relief it so desperately needed.

“Oh dear. How long has it been since you tended to yourself?” Aziraphale whispered as he unbuttoned Crowley’s shirt, feeling gooseflesh form beneath his fingertips as he touched bare skin for the first time. Granted, the last few days had been a bit busy, what with averting the apocalypse and all, but Aziraphale hadn’t felt this pent up in his own body for quite  some time. 

Back when he first started sporting an Effort to avoid curious glances from humans, he’d tried ignoring the desire to touch said Effort for months, given its association with sinful human urges. Once he finally gave in, he felt so much better that it seemed silly to deny himself after that, indulging at least once a week. It wasn’t a lustful act to him. A sensual experience, a pleasurable sensation to be sure, but he’d never looked at a human with lust in his heart, so it was just mechanics, really. Surely Crowley would understand, would even appreciate the realignment of biological urges.

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