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post-professional endeavours, by darcylindbergh
Retirement is a four-letter word.
For my dear darling @redfacesmiley​, we have some outsider POV, some South Downs shenanigans, and some love love love love love. 
Chapter 2 will be up tomorrow, and Chapter 3 to follow on Monday! 
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straightupsickfics · 3 months
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i just think 📘 reading in bed + 🩵 blankets + 💙 cold & flu symptoms would be very cute for ineffable husbands with a sick Crowley... i love your writing! thank you 🖤
wahhh this is sooooo cute for them pls 🥺🩵🩵🩵🩵
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“Hell itself would be better than this,” Crowley groans from where he’s sprawled across the sofa in the bookshop.
He's on day three of this winter cold, and all of his symptoms seem to have caught up with him at once. He’d spent the better part of the afternoon drooping about the shop, picking things up and putting them down, complaining about his sore throat, sneezing in little fits of twos and threes, and doing more or less anything he could to get Aziraphale’s attention. 
“Now, I’m sure that’s not true,” Aziraphale tuts, putting his book aside and making his way over to him. “Are you even comfortable like that, my dear? We really can go upstairs. I’d go with you,” he promises, nudging the pouty demon. He coaxes Crowley up and off of the sofa before he can really even register what’s happening. Crowley settles against Aziraphale easily, though, blanket-warm and pliant even as he rolls his eyes. 
“You’ll stay? You hate sleeping, angel,” Crowley reminds him. He sounds needier than he usually allows himself and Aziraphale hugs him just that much closer. 
“I don’t hate it, I just don’t need it. Besides, I won’t be sleeping, dear boy, you will. I’ve just been reading, which I can do just as easily in bed.” Curling up in bed with Crowley, tucked beneath the lovely soft sheets and piles of blankets he’s collected for them — well, for Crowley, really — sounds just about as close to heaven as they can get down here on Earth. 
“Mnh, fine,” Crowley agrees, like he’s doing Aziraphale an enormous favor, then gives himself away by turning and nuzzling a tired, sniffly kiss against his neck. 
Aziraphale doesn’t bother trying to suppress the smile this elicits. It’s rare that Crowley lets himself be quite so vulnerable, and it’s never lost on the angel that he’s the only one who gets to see him this way. He presses a kiss to his forehead before they make their way upstairs – he’s not fever warm, not yet – but he makes a mental note to keep checking on it; Crowley’s colds almost always come with a low-grade fever that leaves him achy and miserable. 
For someone who didn’t want to move, Crowley wastes no time crawling into bed and slithering under the covers as soon as they get upstairs, miracling himself into black, silky soft pajamas as he goes.
“Y’can change too, angel,” he says, tugging at the buttons of Aziraphale’s vest. “Ngk…h-hold that th-hih! thought… Hh’iiitshh! Huh’Uptshh!” Crowley turns away to sneeze, blinks a few times, then sneezes a third and final time, a harsher, wetter hh’IieeSHOO! that shivers right through him. 
Aziraphale gives a soft, sympathetic sound, then tucks a quick kiss to the corner of his mouth in lieu of a blessing. 
“Warm enough, darling?” Aziraphale asks, taking Crowley’s suggestion and changing into soft, plaid flannel pajamas before sliding into bed beside him. 
“Mmh…am now,” Crowley says, winding himself around Aziraphale until they’re little more than a tangle of limbs, Crowley clinging onto him with no sign of letting go, snuggling into his chest and sniffling until he’s comfortable enough to relax. He’s pale, save for the pink tinge around his nostrils, and his eyes are drooping like he’s fighting to keep them open. 
“Very good,” Aziraphale smiles.
“What’re you reading?” Crowley asks through a yawn. 
Aziraphale’s face flushes. He’s read this one at least a dozen times, but he’s quite sure he’ll never get tired of it. 
“Pride and Prejudice,” he admits, sneaking a glance at Crowley, who is already giving him a knowing look.  
“Sap,” Crowley says through a yawn. 
“Oh, you like this one,” Aziraphale says indignantly. And he does, though he’ll never admit it. 
Crowley shrugs against him, then muffles a cough against his shoulder. “S’okay,” he says. “Darcy’s a bit of a prick, is all. …Y’can read it out loud if you like…” 
“Because you like it, you mean,” Aziraphale teases.
Crowley doesn't say anything, but Aziraphale can feel him melting into sleep as he starts to read, the familiar story a comfort to them both. 
“Sleep tight, my dear,” Aziraphale murmurs when Crowley drifts off.
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faerieroyal · 4 months
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✩⡱ who i write for !
✭ ◦ ˚ favorites/inspired for, platonic/familial requests only, requests currently closed
✭ ◦ ˚ links on character names lead to fancasts
✭ ◦ ˚ any ships listed are meant for poly x reader requests, i do not write for the ships by themselves
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the batman: bruce wayne, selina kyle, edward nashton.
dc: bruce wayne, clark kent, diana prince, harley quinn, selina kyle, pamela isley, dick grayson, jason todd, roy harper, tim drake, stephanie brown, barbara gordon, cassandra cain, damian wayne, superbat, jayroy.
golden trio era: harry potter, ron weasley, hermione granger, draco malfoy, ginny weasley, luna lovegood, neville longbottom, fred weasley, george weasley, cedric diggory, oliver wood, theodore nott, pansy parkinson, cho chang.
marauders era: james potter, sirius black, remus lupin, lily evans, marlene mckinnon, dorcas meadowes, mary macdonald, barty crouch jr., evan rosier, regulus black, narcissa black, jily, dorlene, marylily, wolfstar, rosekiller, poly marauders.
fantastic beasts: newt scamander, theseus scamander, leta lestrange, tina goldstein, queenie goldstein.
chronicles of narnia: peter pevensie, susan pevensie, edmund pevensie, lucy pevensie, caspian the tenth.
baldur’s gate 3: wyll ravengard, astarion ancunin, gale dekarios, karlach cliffgate, halsin silverbough, shadowheart, lae’zel, shadowzel, bloodpact, bloodweave, wyllach, hellspawn, bloodbear, wyllsin.
dead poets society: neil perry, todd anderson, charlie dalton, steven meeks, gerard pitts, richard cameron, knox overstreet, ginny danbury, chris noel, anderperry.
the outsiders: darrel "darry" curtis, sodapop curtis, ponyboy curtis, johnny cade, steve randle, dallas "dally" winston, keith "two-bit" mathews, cheryl "cherry" valance.
ted lasso: ted lasso, jamie tartt, roy kent, keeley jones, sam obisanya, jamieroy, tedroy, roykeeley.
one piece (live action): monkey d. luffy, roanoa zoro, vinsmoke sanji, nami, usopp, dracule mihawk, red-haired shanks, zosan.
hazbin hotel: charlie morningstar, vaggie, lucifer morningstar, angel dust, husk, alastor the radio demon, rosie the cannibal, sir pentious, cherri bomb, emily seraphim, chaggie, royalhalo, two and a half halos, huskerdust, cherrisnake.
triple frontier: santiago garcia, frankie morales, benny miller, will miller.
formula one: daniel ricciardo, carlos sainz, charles leclerc, lando norris, max verstappen, lance stroll, alex albon, george russell, pierre gasly, oscar piastri, logan sargeant, mick schumacher, esteban ocon, maxiel, charlos, carlando, loscar, lestappen, charlandos.
nhl: mitch marner, jamie drysdale, william nylander, quinn hughes, jack hughes, luke hughes, adam larrson, matthew knies, nico hischier, juraj slafkovsky.
stranger things: steve harrington, eddie munson, robin buckley, nancy wheeler, jonathan byers, chrissy cunningham, steddie, hellcheer, ronance.
good omens: aziraphale, crowley, muriel, anathema device, ineffable husbands, ineffable bureaucracy.
marvel: bucky barnes, eddie brock, kate bishop, yelena belova, natasha romanoff, sam wilson, carol danvers, wanda maximoff, pietro maximoff, loki laufeyson, thor odinson, darcy lewis, jane foster, druig, makkari, kingo, bruce banner, peter parker (tom holland), ned leeds, michelle jones, marc spector/steven grant/jake lockley, layla el-faouly, peter quill, scott lang, xu shang-chi, xu xialing, helmut zemo, peter parker (andrew garfield), sambucky, spideychelle, interwebs, drukkari.
top gun: pete "maverick" mitchell, tom "iceman" kazansky, nick "goose" bradshaw, ron "slider" kerner, bradley "rooster" bradshaw, jake "hangman" seresin, natasha "phoenix" trace, bob floyd, javy "coyote" machado, mickey "fanboy" garcia, callie "halo" shen, icemav, hangster, floydsin, halonix.
star wars: luke skywalker, anakin skywalker, padmé amidala, obi-wan kenobi, din djarin, ahsoka tano, rex, cody, wrecker, crosshair, wolffe, hunter, echo, fives, tech, omega.
slashers: michael myers, jason vorhees, daniel "candyman" robitaille, jason dean, billy loomis, stu macher, hannibal lecter, carrie white, thomas hewitt, bo sinclair, vincent sinclair, norman bates, hannigram, poly ghostface.
twilight: charlie swan, alice cullen, emmett cullen, carlisle cullen, seth clearwater, paul lahote, jasper hale, rosalie hale, poly charlie & carlisle.
x-men: charles xavier, erik lensherr, kurt wagner, raven darkhölme, peter maximoff, logan howlett, jean grey, scott summers, alex summers, sean cassidy.
the magnificent seven (2016): goodnight robicheaux, billy rocks, joshua faraday, vasquez, sam chisholm, red harvest, jack horne, the magnificent seven (unit).
little women (2019): jo march, meg march, amy march, beth march, theodore "laurie" laurence.
newsies (broadway version): jack kelly, david jacobs, katherine pulitzer, crutchie morris, spot conlon, racetrack higgins, albert dasilva, finch.
miscellaneous: tangerine, evan "buck" buckley, eddie diaz, buddie, ferris bueller, cameron frye, daniel larusso, johnny lawrence, marty mcfly, phil wenneck, joel miller, spencer reid, aaron hotchner, penelope garcia, jess mariano, rory gilmore, eggsy unwin, agent whiskey, barbie (margot robbie), ken (ryan gosling).
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✩⡱ request rules !
types of content i will write: headcanons, drabbles, blurbs based on concepts and thoughts.
what i will write: fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, readers of any gender (male, female, gender-neutral), readers of color and various religions, poly reader inserts with ships, suggestive content (no actual smut, but suggestive and fade-to-black is fine), various types of aus (if you're not sure, feel free to ask).
what i will not write: anything fully nsfw (suggestive content is fine), full-length one-shots (at least not by request), non-canon sexualities for characters, age play/regression, rape or sexual assault, eating disorders, self-harm.
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✩⡱ other rules !
i will not write one-shots or full-length fics by request. however, i may write one-shots or series based on my own ideas if i am feeling inspired. otherwise, i will only take requests for headcanons, drabbles, and concepts or thoughts from you that i can turn into blurbs.
i will write for readers of any gender, but if you do not specify the reader's gender in your request, i will automatically make them gender-neutral, so as to keep my writing as inclusive as possible.
my inspiration tends to come and go a lot, so if it takes me a while to get your request out, i genuinely apologize in advance, but i do ask you to not be rude and try to pressure me into writing faster.
please be polite when sending in requests - i do not ask for a lot, just a simple "please" and "thank you" so i know you don't think of me as just a writing machine.
on that note, please try to put some kind of general plot into your requests ! not too much, since headcanons and drabbles are meant to be shorter, but i generally need more than just "x character with fluff". also, please put the type of request, or if it's just a thought or concept, in your ask !
you can request for any character in the list above, as long as their name isn't struck through, but if you want to know if i write for another character in any of these fandoms that isn't listed, feel free to ask ! i might still not write them, but i promise i'll try my best !
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absolutebozo · 8 months
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Spoilers for Good Omens Season 2!
I know that for whoever finds this post, it probably won't be news to them. But I need write this down before my head explodes.
We see when Crowley takes time to realize that he loves Aziraphale in a "more than friends" way. Straight from his mouth, he says, "a sudden rain forces them under an awning and they look into each other's eyes and realize that they were made for each other." He suggested this as a ploy to get Maggie and Nina to fall in love. One of my questions is when. This happened twice to our favorite Ineffable idiots.
The first time happened in the cosmos when Angel Crowley had made the stars. There was a meteor shower and Crowley used his wing to shield Aziraphale.
The second one, the one we should ALL know and love. It was on the wall of The Garden of Eden. There was a sudden rain and Aziraphale used his wing to shield Crowley this time.
I'm assuming that Aziraphale knows that Crowley loves him. Of course, there's the ever suspicious line of, "You go too fast for me, Crowley." This was after Aziraphale gave Crowley the thermos of Holy Water. Then there's the way Aziraphale looks at and acts around Crowley. And the subtle touches all throughout season 2.
All this to say that Aziraphale was using his plan to make Maggie and Nina fall in love for him and Crowley too.
It makes me irrationally sad that they both love each other so much, and try to show the other in so many different, discreet ways. But in the end, the thing that broke their relationship (*cough* for now *cough*) was their overwhelming want to protect each other.
God told the viewer in season 1 that angels don't dance, unless it's the Gavotte. So it seems a little odd that Aziraphale would suggest a Jane Austen ball. But he does. And the way he sees Crowley and smiles giddily while grabbing his hand and saying they should dance was everything for me. He so clearly loves Crowley and wants for Crowley to know this without having to actually say it. Because the whole point of this ball was to make Maggie and Nina, their human parallels, fall in love.
Also, the whole thing with Aziraphale and Crowley being the parallels of Elizabeth and Darcy from Pride and Prejudice. To be completely honest, I can read it as Crowley's Pride and Aziraphale's Prejudice just as well as Aziraphale's Pride and Crowley's Prejudice. But if I had to pick one, I believe that Crowley's Pride and Aziraphale's Prejudice fits them better as parallels (Darcy's Pride and Elizabeth's Prejudice).
Aziraphale himself says that saving him makes Crowley happy. He knows. He noticed. So Crowley wants to do what Beelzebub and Gabriel did and go somewhere where neither Heaven nor Hell will come after them. Aziraphale, in my opinion, is doing something similar. Aziraphale sees how messed up Heaven is and wants to fix it. He wants to bring Crowley with him. In Aziraphale's mind, the rationality must be that neither Heaven nor Hell can bother them if they're both so high in command in Heaven.
I'm so sad. But, I'm trusting God and Neil on this one. Because, "It starts, as it will end, in a garden." Hopefully the garden of Aziraphale and Crowley's South Downes cottage.
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sic-vita · 2 years
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Aziraphale + Pride and Prejudice quotes
Inspired by @neil-gaiman‘s post here: https://neil-gaiman.tumblr.com/post/673593568482492416/in-your-opinion-what-is-aziraphales-view-on-the 
good omens edits: 4/?
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darcylindbergh · 5 years
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things truly terrible, by darcylindbergh
Crowley has said some truly terrible things over the years, but this was the worst.
Rated G. Aziraphale/Crowley. Complete.
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dontyabigboy · 3 years
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suzukiblu · 3 years
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2020 (Fanfiction) in Review
Whoo boy, kids, strap in for a long one. I think a fair chunk of these I just UPDATED this year as opposed to writing from scratch, for the record, but pretty sure that still counts. Also if any of this is inaccurate, I apologize, I just filtered on AO3 and did my best from there. 
Also-also, we are definitely gonna read-more this. We are DEFINITELY. There is . . . there is a whole lot of fic linked under here, haha. 
fics written this year: 
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MCU
do you wanna be my sidekick, sidekick for ZepysGirl (Winterfalcon/Barbershop Quartet A/B/O)  
I think I know why the dog howls at the moon for ZepysGirl (Barbershop Quartet) 
I said you’re holding back, she said shut up and dance with me for belladonnaprice (Bucky/Peggy/Steve A/B/O) 
people were mean to you, but I always thought you were cool for beckyh2112 (Steve Rogers & Scott Summers, X-Men fusion) 
ready or not, here we go anyway for Zephrbabe (Wintershieldshock A/B/O) 
we can take it if you just take my hand for untamedphoenix (Wintershock A/B/O [sequel to don't wanna break your heart, wanna give your heart a break]) 
hey I just met you, and this is crazy for untamedphoenix, Zephrbabe (Wintershock A/B/O) 
I'd like to tell you everything I see for beckyh2112 (Darcy-centric, Slender Man fusion) 
pack up, don’t stray (oh say say say) for ZepysGirl (Natasha/harem A/B/O) 
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YOUNG JUSTICE
you found me when no one else was looking for Okapi_chan (Superman & Superboy, background Supermartian) 
when I was a boy for seagrey (Supermartian) 
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ORIGINAL
to the victor go the spoils for dancinbutterfly (OC/OC, A/B/O) 
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ATLA
rumor has it for Prim_the_Amazing (Zuko-centric) 
you make a really good girl (as girls go) for Prim_the_Amazing (Azula/Yue) 
when it comes to luck you make your own for Prim_the_Amazing (Azula-centric) 
Avamorphs continuations (mostly gen, Animorphs fusion)
home is where you go when you’re alone for Redrikki
step one you say we need to talk for kaos_sparrow
do you believe that we are all innately good for Museflight
you are any way the wind blows for MirandaTam (Ty Lee-centric) 
does the pain feel better when I’m around? (Sokka/Zuko A/B/O)
push and pull (mostly gen)
storm (Bato/Hakoda/Kya) 
snow (Bato/Hakoda/Kya) 
spark (Ozai/Ursa)
Jetko Renaissance Week (Jet/Zuko)
that unwanted animal wants nothing more than to get out (Jet/Zuko)
give me back my heart you wingless thing (Jet/Zuko) 
our lives have come between us (Jet/Zuko) 
I’m not listening when you say goodbye (Jet/Zuko) 
if I were someone else would this all fall apart (Jet/Zuko) 
we are all walking each other home (Jet/Zuko)
we ain’t got much to say (before I let you get away) (Jet/Zuko) 
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OVERWATCH
mad elephants continuations with dancinbutterfly (A/B/O)
bittersweet creature with dancinbutterfly (R76) 
tell me where have you been with dancinbutterfly (McCree & Mercy, McCree & Jack) 
I get by with a little help from my friends (McCree & Mercy)
if you don’t wanna talk about it with dancinbutterfly (R76)
the past is gone, and cannot harm you anymore with dancinbutterfly (McCree & Jack)
either you’re a blessing or a lesson (McCree/Genji, McCree/Hanzo, McCree/Genji/Hanzo) 
give me back my young brother, hard and furious (Hanzo & Genji) 
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WORLD OF WARCRAFT
as long as we’re together, does it matter where we go? for beckyh2112 (Marius Felbane/Tehd Shoemaker) 
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LEAGUE OF LEGENDS
a fever you can’t sweat out for beckyh2112 (Kegan Rodhe/Ryze) 
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GOOD OMENS
anathema device, professional descendant and amateur book-burner (Anathema/Newt, Ineffable Husbands) 
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STAR WARS
like my father before me for beckyh2112 (Luke & Vader)
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LEVERAGE
every election is determined by the people who show up for Miss_Bubblegum (Hardison/Parker/Eliot)
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THE WITCHER
hey, hey, hey, come pollinate me (Jaskier/Geralt, Geralt/Jaskier/Yennefer) 
I'll give them shelter like you've done for me (Jaskier/Geralt, Geralt/Jaskier/Yennefer, A/B/O) 
it’s a long way forward (so trust in me) (Jaskier/Geralt) 
have you noticed I’ve been gone? (Jaskier/Geralt) 
I know words won’t be enough (Jaskier/Geralt, Geralt/Jaskier/Yennefer)
I could never find the right way to tell you for circa1220bce (Jaskier/Geralt, Geralt/Jaskier/Yennefer)
the courting jewelry A/B/O (Jaskier/Geralt A/B/O)
you wear nothing but you wear it so well (Jaskier/Geralt)
in your eyes, love, it glows for dancinbutterfly (Jaskier/Geralt) 
tied up and twisted the way I’d like to be for adptt12 (Jaskier/Geralt)
you are in my blood (Jaskier/Geralt) 
if you understand (Jaskier/Geralt)
wanna hold him, maybe I’ll just sing about it for Anoke (one-sided Jaskier/Geralt) 
can you help me unravel my latest mistake (Jaskier/Geralt)
yeah you need someone to sing you to sleep for ragequilt (Jaskier/Geralt) 
you must be new I guess, at least you’re new to me for Squiggly_lines (Jaskier/Geralt) 
best friends means you get what you deserve for Prim_the_Amazing (Jaskier & Geralt) 
it takes some time to get anything right for spinningjenny (Jaskier/Geralt)
I’m the plans that you made (but fuck all your plans, I’m bored) for Prim_the_Amazing (Jaskier/Geralt A/B/O) 
whisper a dangerous secret to someone you care about for Prim_the_Amazing (Geralt/Yennefer, Jaskier/Geralt, Geralt/Jaskier/Yennefer) 
make it easy (Geralt/Jaskier/Yennefer) 
you met me at the perfect time for Prim_the_Amazing (Jaskier/Geralt, Jaskier/Melitele) 
the thing perhaps is to eat flowers and not to be afraid for Prim_the_Amazing (Jaskier/Geralt, Geralt/Yennefer, Geralt/Jaskier/Yennefer)
some people talk to animals; not many listen, though for Prim_the_Amazing (Jaskier/Geralt) 
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Takeaways from reflecting on your kick-ass writing, or kick-ass lack of writing, during a year more focused on survival than perhaps any other: Oh my god, I wrote so fucking much, hahaha. Like daaaang, self. I almost wanna add up the word count and see what it is but I’m not patient enough to sort it all out, hah. 
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Most surprising fic you wrote this year: . . . hmmm, probably “you make a really good girl (as girls go)”. That one’s gotten a REALLY good reception that I was REALLY not expecting and I continue to get people who are hype for more of it swinging by to say so. 
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How you grew as a writer this year: I got faster, I think, and less obsessed with perfectionism/fussing around on the details. Also I continued to be ever-more shamelessly id-driven in my writing, my true ultimate goal as a writer. 
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What’s coming in 2021: God if I know, you guys. God if I know. Hopefully more Push and Pull and Avamorphs; maybe a little bit more “I’ll give them shelter” and handmaiden!Anakin; MAYBE even the end of Clay Kids. This is all wild, wild guessing, though, because lbr, I write exclusively based on a) what other people ask for and b) whatever random bout of inspiration has struck me at the time. There is very little predicting what will result from this combination. 
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tagging: @asukaskerian, @darkpuck, @beckyh2112, and anyone else who wants to play. 
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ineffablegame · 5 years
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could you rec some human!good omens au?
Hey friend!  Unfortunately, I don’t read a lot of human!AU, but I do have a couple to recommend:
with all your delights by weatheredlaw
Summary:  
Crowley laughed. “I thought you’d have realized by now. I am no ordinary king.”
“No,” Aziraphale said. “You certainly are not.”
or: aziraphale is sent as a gift to the southern king to smooth over trade negotiations. they both find themselves in over their heads.
This is a lovely king/consort AU where Aziraphale is sent to the southern kingdom to pacify Crowley and enable trade deals with his homeland, the northern country.  Neither is what the other expects, and as their friendship deepens into romance, Aziraphale and Crowley must contend with their differences and complicated upbringings.  With great characterization, tender romance, hot sex scenes, and a deft exploration of how upbringing and trauma shape you as a person, this fic is a joy to read.
i’ll be your man if you got love to get done by mygalrfiday
Summary:
Tucking his sunglasses into the neck of his black t-shirt, he scans the crowded space for the man Anathema had described. Blond, she’d said. A bit old-fashioned. Crowley had taken that to mean no shagging until the third date but his eyes land on a man who looks like he just returned from tea in the Victorian era and he just knows he’s found his date. Ezra Fell.
Who doesn’t love a good coffeeshop AU?  This adorable piece features Crowley’s POV on a blind date with a museum worker, Ezra Fell.  Crowley’s trepidation swiftly turns into infatuation as he discovers a wonderful camaraderie and chemistry between himself and Ezra.  This fic is absolutely adorable, with wonderful characterization and several fun nods to canon.  If you want something sweet to start your day, this would go perfectly with your morning coffee.  :)  This can also be found in podfic form by @podfixx.
Those are the only two I know off the top of my head!  If anyone would like to rec their favorite human!AU, I can read some over and do another list in a little while!
In the meantime, here are some fun human!AU ideas I wish I had the time to write. These are not real, just ideas I wish were real!
Baker/florist AU:  Aziraphale works at the local bakery and Crowley runs the florist shop next door.  They bump into each other on their morning deliveries.  After a time, the bakery starts putting out lovely flower-shaped cookies, roses and tiger lilies and forget-me-nots.  Stray flowers start appearing in Aziraphale’s apron pockets, roses carefully plucked of their thorns so as not to prick an unwary finger.  A sweet, floral-scented AU that melts on your tongue.
Roman nobility and Christian/insurrectionist sympathizer AU:  Crowley is a valued advisor of Emperor Nero.  Aziraphale is an anatomist who, after too long dissecting the lion-mauled bodies of Christians, rebels, and criminals, has developed sympathies and started saving all he could, starting with the unlikely survivors of the arena and moving into unsociable circles.  Their paths cross when Crowley, after watching a grisly scene in the arena, leaves to clear his head.  He bumps into Aziraphale, who is smuggling a wounded boy named Adam out.  +100 points if Aziraphale winds up in the arena at some point (he survives, obviously).  
Buddy cops who fall in love AU:  Done in the style of B99, this AU features Aziraphale and Crowley as cops who are complete opposites in their methods, thrown together because their chief (God, mentioned often but never seen) thinks it would be hilarious and that they would be surprisingly effective together.  They are.  As their jagged edges smooth into friendship and, slowly, something more, their good cop/bad cop (you decide which is which) routine proves the perfect combination.  +50 points if Chief God’s wife Deirdre Young randomly shows up at the station at least once per chapter.
WWII British intelligence/passport forger AU:  Crowley is an agent for British intelligence.  Aziraphale is a reclusive passport forger.  (There’s fanart out there that inspired this, if you know it, please let me know and I’ll link it.)  +75 points if Crowley goes on an undercover mission in Poland, gets caught, and Aziraphale forges himself a passport to go save him.
Setting up dates AU:  Aziraphale and Crowley are good friends of Newt and Anathema, respectively.  Each independently sets up a date between the two, then accidentally fall in love with each other instead.  +10 points for Newt and Anathema turning the tables on the Ineffable Husbands and setting up their dumb asses.
Scottish nobility AU:  Crowley is the leader of a mercurial Scottish clan.  Aziraphale is an English archivist and transcriber whose travels are disrupted when his party is attacked by Rabid Scots(tm) and he is taken to the clan leader.  Crowley takes an immediate liking to the bookish numpty and asks him to transcribe some old documents.  +50 points if they get into shenanigans that result in ink in Dubious Places.
PRIDE AND PREJUDICE AU!!! Aziraphale is Darcy and Crowley is Lizzy.  Yes, you read that correctly.  Michael, Uriel, and Sandalphon are Aziraphale’s snobby relatives and suitors.  Dagon is Jane (yes, again, you read that correctly) and Beelzebub is Lydia.  Gabriel is Mr. Wickham.  +1000 points for the scene where Aziraphale walks across the field at sunup and +1000000 points for “You have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love, I love, I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.”
Gardener and nanny AU:  Everything is the same except the whole story takes place while caring for Warlock and there are no superpowers.  Aziraphale, the shy gardener, is besotted with and intimidated by the nanny, Ms. Crowley.  +200 points for trans and/or genderfluid Ms. Crowley.
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                 -Ineffable Husbands
Afterward - @goodomensblog
Choose your own adventure fic - No specific warnings to apply
Satan is going after Beelzebub. Of course, they had to stumble on Crowley and Aziraphale and drag them into the mess. 
Carole’s note : amazing idea, I love the way the ‘choose your own adventure’ part of the fic is organized. And the FEelS, the fEeLS!!! 
Exhale - @forineffablereasons
Oneshot - No specific warnings, except for the FeELs!!!
Aziraphale looks back at him from across the pillows, his eyes unreadable in the faint light. There is a crease from a pillowcase imprinted high on his cheek, turning pink already; Crowley reaches out, back over the same distance Aziraphale has already crossed, to smooth his fingertips and all his faith and all his hope and all his trust over it.
“You’re the first,” Crowley manages to say, looking not quite at him, studying that crease on his cheek. The indentation of it is already fading under his touch. “Never woken up with someone before.”
Carole’s note : All I can say is that the writing is amazing, and my heart melts everytime. Everything Darcy writes is amazing!
Pray for us, Icarus - @seaskystone
For three centuries, Crowley has been reincarnated over and over as a human with no memory of his past. Aziraphale has tried to find a way to restore him to his true self, but all he seems to do is hurt them both. This time, he only means to steal a brief moment when he walks into Crowley's flower shop. But Crowley can't let it go...
Carole’s note : Okay, people, let me tell you, this is probably the most brilliant fanfiction ever written. I don't think I have ever cried so much while reading anything (and I mean books and fics alike). You will need tones of tissues, but it’s worth it. A true masterpiece.
For this fandom, we would also like to recommend you these fic rec lists :
1 by @forineffablereasons
2 by @billypotts
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which I shed for you, by darcylindbergh
The cigarette burns slow between Crowley’s fingertips. The taste of smoke in his mouth drags memories from his lungs, dusty as ash and cold as. The church opposite is grey with it, too—the build-up of centuries, the soot and stain of humanity blackening its very foundations.
He would have hated this building, Crowley thinks, looking up at the spire, piercing white and imposing. He’d have liked the pub better.
Complete | Rated M | 4800 words
It’s Crowley/Jesus fic y’all. Happy easter.
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castiel · 5 years
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do you have any recommended ineffable fanfics? my weak heart cant take it any longer, i need fanfics lol
that’s a huge mood. 
i actually don’t yet! i’ve been so busy giffing and making content i haven’t had time to get into it yet. (also writing my own small fic as well!)
BUT, if you’re not already following them, darcy ( @forineffablereasons ) writes LOVELY scenes on tumblr and they also have an AO3 which i have been meaning to dive into…
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forineffablereasons · 2 years
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hello good morning today crowley came awake real slow with a soft hand rubbing up and down the middle of his back all gentle-like and when he turned his head and smiled aziraphale was there, snuggled in close, watching him, and his hair was a mess and his mouth was all hot-bitter from sleep and and he felt loose and comfortable and not afraid
hello, aziraphale whispered across the pillowcases, and it felt the same way it always feels, like the first sight of a star in the dusky sky.
hi, crowley whispered back. morning. alright?
aziraphale nodded, and that soft-slow hand slipped up crowley's neck to brush the hair away from his eyes. it's raining, he said.
crowley listened for it, and sure enough, it was--barely more than a drizzle, but he could hear it through the cracked window of their bedroom. it was too early in the season yet for it to turn everything to that lush green, too early for spring leaves and the awakening of the world, but it was the beginning of it. like a slow hand, running gentle-like over everything.
it had never rained in eden. everything had simply been: static, unchangeable. nothing had ever grown because it had been perfect already. fruits had never come in misshapen or ugly or small and shade had never been sparse or dappled. there had never been cold toes in the early mornings or nights spent too tired to sleep.
angels had not woken demons to listen to the rain in their shared bed.
crowley shuffles himself across the bed a little, shimmying his way into aziraphale's arms so that he could tuck his nose in close. aziraphale smelled like honey soap and baby powder and the pink warmth of just having got out of the shower.
he held crowley close, and together they listened.
for a long time, crowley said nothing. it wasn't about having something to say. it was about the rain, and the change of the seasons, and the earth's rotations. it was not perfect. it was not pristine. they could fuck up and they would and they would bicker and fight and apologize and keep unpacking the last six thousand years of why they are the way they are and they would keep secrets and tell them at the wrong moments and they would want too desperately to put it into words and they would forget, sometimes, that they already had.
but they would do it together. and they would change. the awakening of the spring leaves, unfurling.
love you, crowley finally said.
no one had ever said that in eden. no one had known it needed to be said.
there had been no one to hear the call, and no one to answer.
but today there is rain in the garden and cold toes under the duvet, and angels are no longer afraid to hold demons in their arms.
i love you too, aziraphale said, and together they lived.
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forineffablereasons · 2 years
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"Darling."
A noise that could have been acknowledgement and could have been sleep-fueled nonsense.
"Darling."
The noise again, louder, protesting. Not entirely asleep, then.
"You need to let me go, darling. I'm getting up."
The noise has a vowel to it now, long and low: ooooo. Aziraphale could imagine the consonant that should have preceded it.
"Yeees," he responds, affection pooling so thick in his chest he had to huff a laugh to let some of it out. "It's morning time. It's breakfast time. I'm getting up for tea and one of those lovely cinnamon rolls you put together yesterday."
The arms around Aziraphale's waist and chest tighten; a long nose rubs itself between his shoulderblades. The noise coalesces into a word, pouty and ridiculous. "No."
"I must."
A snort, and one warm cheek presses against Aziraphale's shoulder before a kiss is laid to the nape of his neck. The warm body behind him presses closer, tangling tighter. "Didn't make those so you could sneak out of bed at unholy hours."
"Then you shouldn't have made them. Consequences, darling."
"But you like them. Just didn't think you liked them more than me."
Aziraphale can't help it; he laughs. "I could just miracle them up here. Snuggle you while I read. But you have rules about that sort of thing."
"Demons don't snuggle," the noise argues, though it's more absent-minded and sleepy than adversarial. "And the rule is there for good reason. No crumbs in bed. Besides, you can't leave, I'll freeze."
"Your suffering is of your own making, then."
But Aziraphale is already turning, twisting around under the bedcovers to find the collection of limbs and red hair that claims to be a demon. Crowley is soft and sleep-warm, lax and loose and already rearranging himself to accept Aziraphale closer, to let himself be scooped up and enfolded into heat and strength and curves, into a press of a kiss against his temple, into a pair of broad, soft hands and what promises to be a gently relentless effort to get them both out of bed that Crowley will complain about until Aziraphale has him wrapped in a dressing gown at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee and a runny egg.
It's predictable. It's routine. It's easy.
It's everything Aziraphale has ever wanted. He holds Crowley a little closer, and doesn't rush to start.
Eventually Crowley shifts again, nuzzling deeper into his chest, and sighs. "Mm. Morning, angel."
"Good morning, my dear. It's time to get up."
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forineffablereasons · 3 years
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crowley's in the bathtub, having a long soak for his aching joints, his sore feet. there may be bubbles involved but that is not his fault, aziraphale prepared the bath.
and aziraphale helped him into it. sat him down, made sure there was something behind his shoulders. a roll of a towel to support his neck. it's a different kind of intimacy, being naked like this. vulnerable. it isn't for anything, it simply is, and aziraphale isn't touching him with any purpose other than right here, right now. taking care.
and if aziraphale sits on the floor next to the tub, back leaning against it, keeping crowley company, keeping him laughing slow and low in his chest, a quiet kind of pervasive joy, keeping watch over him--
crowley didn't ask him to stay, but aziraphale knows better, these days. he knows he's wanted. he knows he's welcome.
and if crowley's hand dangles out of the tub just over aziraphale's shoulder, dripping water onto the oxford shirt with the sleeves rolled up until aziraphale reaches up to take it with his own hand, well.
love is like that, sometimes. two palms pressed together in the humid dark. love is like that.
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forineffablereasons · 3 years
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It doesn't look like much.
In fact, it looks like so little that Aziraphale doesn't notice it at first. By the time he does, he can't remember exactly when it got there: this cardboard box.
It's a flimsy thing, a little battered. One of the flaps is creased hard where it was bent in order to fold the top closed; the corners are scuffed. It sits, innocuous and tremendous all at once, shoved halfway underneath the desk in the back room that houses Aziraphale's personal computer, pretending to be casual. Pretending not to matter.
Aziraphale knows it matters, because Aziraphale opened it.
There isn't much inside. A scrap of paper. An ancient ansaphone. An empty planter. A book.
To anyone else, these things look like remnants of a life, forgotten things left by forgotten people. To Aziraphale, who knows better, these things look like a beginning.
The start of something new.
Agnes Nutter's final prophecy. The ansaphone Aziraphale has left messages on for the last thirty years. A planter, waiting for new life.
A book Aziraphale doesn't own. The Big Book of Astronomy.
"Angel, what are you---oh." Crowley stops in the doorway, his hands automatically shoving so fast into the pockets of his jeans that he nearly tips himself over. "That's, erm, nothing, really, nothing to worry about--"
Aziraphale looks up at him, his pink cheeks, his yellow eyes that don't quite meet Aziraphale's own. "These are your things."
"Er--I--mmm---yeah," Crowley grates out. One hand emerges from his pockets to rub at the back of his neck. "A bit."
"A bit," Aziraphale repeats, looking back down at them. "And you brought them here?"
"Look, I can just take them back if it bothers you--"
"Absolutely not." Aziraphale puts the box down, starts taking the things out of it. The scrap of prophecy finds itself pinned to a bulletin board that hadn't existed ten minutes ago. The ansaphone settles into a newly cleared spot next to Aziraphale's telephone, and because Aziraphale expects that it will now take his messages, it will. The book slots perfectly into place on a shelf upstairs, right next to the window that gets the best view of the night sky, where a telescope might just fit.
"Aziraphale," Crowley says, a little helplessly, as his things find new places to belong in the bookshop. As their lives slot together, bit by insignificant bit.
Aziraphale lifts the planter out of the box last, holding it with both hands. It's clean and fresh, and in the next moment, it's full of dirt and roots, of leaves and stems.
Two white flowers unfurl from the new growth, tinged with green, new and waxy. Peace lilies.
"I think we've earned it, don't you?" he asks, looking back up at Crowley. "A little peace?"
Crowley steps forward, hesitantly at first, but then again, and again. He leans in, kisses Aziraphale's cheek softly, takes the plant from him.
"Near the east window, angel?"
"I think that will do nicely," Aziraphale says, and follows him out to find the light.
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