I'm super excited to show you a collaboration I've done with amazing @contritecactite for @do-it-with-style-events Mini Reverse Bang!
I've done this stupidly detailed art (I've spend 24 hours of work on this!), for which Contritecactite wrote a wonderful and funny little story.
Crowley and Aziraphale have a long history together. They used to hide it and pretend they were someone else to not get into trouble. But since one Apocalypse that didn't end the way it should, things start to change to be more clear, somehow... Or how Aziraphale smitted one mighty Serpent. Or did he?
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GO: The goblin gears are turnin' once again
I swear on all things I hold holy in this little life of mine if I do not get my grubby little hands on a very particular style of Good Omens fanfic, I will go goblin mode.
I desperately need an outlaw, Crowley x essentially a sheltered preacher's child, Aziraphale multichapter, and Hozier lyricism fanfic in my hands ASAP.
Hear 👏 me👏 out👏
Small gothic town/village in the ol' days setting (no homophobia, tho, not in this bedtime story)
Human AU
religious trauma and imagery
Crowley was accused of a serious crime (but did he commit it? We don't know) but manages to capture the heart of our sweet Aziraphale (who is still just enough of a bastard to be worth knowing) with that heart of gold
Gabriel is a priest/Aziraphale's protective and strict older brother who has his heart in the right place but goes about it in all the wrong ways
Aziraphale already being trapped in a loveless, arranged marriage set up by Gabriel, as their father's dying wish to ensure that Aziraphale would be cared for
Crowley succeeded in getting Aziraphale to run away with him
Angst with a happy ending
Gabriel catches Aziraphale watching Crowley sleep in his cell and asking him what the hell he's doing, and Aziraphale hits us with a heartwrenching line about how Crowley, whether he's innocent or guilty, is essentially the other half of his soul who has found its way back to him.
Some serious pining with complex emotions attached
Forbidden love
heavily inspired by songs like The Devils Backbone by the Civil Wars, Ivy by Taylor Swift, Francesca by Hozier, Who We Are by Hozier, and Daylight by David Kushner (but the cinematic version).
Do I have a vision board for this story? Alongside a playlist? M a y b e
Do I have an outline? Y e s
Will I write it? I have no idea, and lowkey, sometimes you just want a work to poof right in front of you
Somebody, please sedate me.
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WAIT, WHAT ABOUT A STEDDIE GOOD OMENS AU? Eddie is hell's most terrible demon. As in, he completely fails at being sufficiently evil all the time. He is, at most, a nuisance. Then we have heaven's best angel, Steve, who was charged with being a guardian and love humanity, and threw himself headfirst into it to the point that when Heaven decided it was time to end the world he was like, 'uh that's where all the humans live? So, hard pass on Armageddon, thanks!' I don't think they have an Arrangement like Aziraphale and Crowley do, though, and probably they actively avoid each other until the whole antichrist situation pops up.
Then we can have them agree to attempting to raise Dustin to prevent Armageddon because they think he's the antichrist except, surprise! It's actually El who's devil-spawn, and she grew up to be kind and loving despite the misery that was her life. And actually, Eddie and Steve decide this worked out well because if Dustin had had antichrist powers, he probably would've taken over the world in a heartbeat because Eddie and Steve both kinda suck at their jobs.
Nancy and Jonathan are obviously Anathema and Pulsifer. I think we'll have Robin be an angel sent down to Earth and "apprenticed" to Steve as punishment because she annoyed Gabriel one too many times. Chrissy is there too as Eddie's liaison to hell. She likes him and definitely encourages his shenanigans while reporting to hell that Eddie is doing fantastic evil on Earth so they both can keep their jobs.
Eddie cheerleads Chrissy into going after Robin because 1) he wants his bestie to be happily together with her crush and 2) she'd definitely get a promotion in hell for seducing an angel. Meanwhile Steve actually gets very protective of Robin and is mega suspicious of Chrissy's intentions. He makes sure they're never alone together and will go so far as to physically put himself between them if he thinks Chrissy is getting to close to Robin.
Eddie decides to be the best wingman which obviously means it is his duty to distract Steve so Chrissy can shoot her shot. What better way to distract him than by flirting outrageously? Sure he's teased Steve consistently throughout the millennia but it was mostly just to get Steve all huffy and irritated rather than to, like, seduce him. Steve gets incredibly flustered annoyed under Eddie's new type of attention and is very thoroughly distracted by it.
(ofc it turns out that even though Steve is an angel who should be above such things as carnal sin, he's actually VERY experienced in the sack. Eddie, by contrast, might be the most virginal demon to have ever existed and really has no idea what to do when Steve starts giving Eddie as good as he gets; they're essentially playing gay chicken except for how they're both ethereal/occult beings without any human sex or gender, but they do have wings so the chicken bit still applies)
Then other stuff happens and they all fall in love and live happily on Earth with the occasional confrontation with Heaven and/or Hell whenever one of their sides tries to start some apocalypse or other again!
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Sea Cryptic! Danny AU- Pt.3
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“Aquaman.” Batman swept into the room, beelining straight for the suddenly apprehensive Atlantean king.
“Batman. What can I do for you?”
“Phantom. Does he pay taxes?”
“Pardon?”
Batman makes a low noise that had Aquaman’s danger senses buzzing.
“Does Phantom have to pay taxes. Towards Atlantis.”
“No…? Why?”
“He wanted money, in exchange for… information, of a delicate sort,” Batman said, diplomatically avoiding the topic of Phantom bargaining for the identities of corpses in exchange for a measly $100 dollars per identity. Like a flea market dealer, that one was.
“You encountered Phantom again?” Aquaman perked up.
“Yes. Gotham’s bay is… polluted.” Batman paused. “With victims. Of murder.”
The entire area quieted as heads turned towards the Dark Knight.
“Yes, I am… distantly aware of Gotham’s waters.” By that, Aquaman gets green around the gills whenever he turns his awareness in that direction. There’s a reason he doesn’t enter Gotham, and the Dark Knight’s ban is only half of that reason. “Ah, but you’re correct. For what purpose would Phantom need mortal currency?”
“Hn.”
“Maybe he needs some stuff?” Flash zipped to a stop next to Batman, feet tapping as he dug into the pile of snacks cradled in his arms. “Us mortals are always coming up with new things, maybe he wants to try some games or something?”
Batman tilted his head down, seriously considering Flash’s suggestion. “It’s plausible.”
“Barry, Barry, Barry. He’s old as hell, right? He probably wants to try the new booze!”
“Hal, my man!” Flash fist bumped Green Lantern, who came up. “You’re back! What happened to John?”
“Dunno. He got called somewhere that way,” Green Lantern waved a vague hand towards the left. “Had to deal with a politician or something from that area.” He shrugged, swinging an arm over Barry’s shoulders to put him in a headlock and stealing a chip.
“Huh. Anyways, would our mortal alcohol even work on a demi-god or something?”
“We should ask!” Hal turned towards Batman. “You should ask if he wants to go for a drink, spooky!”
“He’s a child.”
“He’s been around for more than a millennia, Bats.”
“Informational gathering, right, Hal?” Flashgot out of the headlock, quickly munching on his snacks to stop Green Lantern from stealing them.
“Totally. Yup.”
“…Fine.”
“Wait, are we just gonna ignore that Gotham’s waters are full of bodies?”
“Yes.”
——
“What?” Danny asked, mind half on the bags he’s dragging out of the water and the other half on the essay he has to submit in about four hours.
“Green Lantern wanted to invite you out for a drink.”
Danny turned to the stoic Gotham knight, who had his wrist computer out to log the bodies’ info the moment Danny gave him the information. Some of them even told Danny who murdered them, so Batman could start building cases with solid leads.
Danny’s only twenty. He’s not legal yet but he doesn’t want to give any clues to who he is. How is he supposed to…
Ah!
“Can’t.” Danny shrugged. “I’m not legal. I died when I was fourteen so…” Danny trailed off, speechless at the drowned puppy face Batman was giving him. What the fuck.
“Anyways, fork over my payment.”
Batman wordlessly hands him a wad of hundreds.
“What do you need cash for?” Batman suddenly asked.
“Huh? Isn’t it obvious?” Danny tucked it in. “Material things, obviously. I need a blanket,” because holy shit, Gotham is damn cold this time of year. “Anyways, see you same time next week, litterer.”
“I don’t litter.”
“Tell that to the batarangs I found under the water,” Danny grumbled. “But I’ll stop calling you that if you get a signature from Poison Ivy. I have a friend who loves her.”
“An alive friend?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know, weatherboy?”
Danny snickered and disappeared. He’s gotta cram that essay.
——
“There’s a possibility Phantom might be homeless.”
“Batman, I mean this in the nicest way, but for the love of Atlantis, please stop giving me headaches. It’s time like these I wish I stayed a lighthouse keeper.”
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