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[koscheiisms]

just finished my fic for @gospexchange! it's a gift for the lovely @the-depressed-comedic-relief <3

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[doodleswithangie]

a gift for @this-bumblebee-commands-the-sea as part of @gospexchange! i was immediately drawn to one of her song choices "the fall" by half•alive and went all out. hope you enjoy!

[Video Description: A "Good Omens" animatic of Aziraphale and Crowley at the end of Season 2, set to the song "the fall" by half•alive. Detailed description with lyric trasncript under the cut. End VD]

Aziraphale and Crowley's argument at the end of Season 2 plays out to the first verse, culminating in their big kiss:

It’s like waking up in surgery. I can’t seem to see right past the lights and I’m So scared to take a knife to my chest And let you see the heart that's inside Oh I’m just trying to introduce you To this idea that I’ve grown used to It’s like sharing a dream with someone Once you say it out loud, it can’t be undone Yeah, once you say it out loud, it can’t be undone I can't trust the fall

They are thrown back to memories of their truce with Job, the 1942 magic trick, the reluctant gift of holy water in 1967, and outsmarting heaven and hell after Armageddon.

I jump off and into your arms But I can’t trust the fall Take my voice I’m giving it though I don’t feel safe at all (Chorus repeats)

Aziraphale recalls when their first meeting in the stars, then their first meeting on Earth.

It’s like sharing a dream with someone Once you say it out loud, it can’t be undone

Snapping back to reality, Aziraphale pulls out of the kiss with a gasp. Crowley looks resigned. Fade to black.

I can't trust the fall

The sound of birds chirping leads into Aziraphale sat at his desk. A casually dressed Crowley brings him tea. They toast with content smiles, and from inside their South Downs cottage, look out on the apple tree in their garden. Fade to black.

[kovvskii]

allies or enemies

as part of @gospexchange

also on ao3!

i think tumblr ate my quality so heres a nicer version

[gaiaseyes451]

A Little Life - Chapter 1

I am BEYOND excited to share my first Human AU and my first Long Fic with everyone! Read the tags, folks! This story may veer into sensitive territory for some, please please read the tags.

Rated: E; Words: ~71k once all posted

Summary: When Professor of Botany Anthony Crowley met bookshop owner Ezra Fell one November afternoon both knew their lives had irrevocably changed. From that moment forward, Anthony and Ezra’s existence was intertwined. Their story was written through the moments and memories they created as they moved through life’s chapters of coming together, building a family and facing the challenges of being human. This is a story of unconditional love and the joy and humour, obstacles and grief that inevitably come with choosing the same person, day after day, over and over and over again.

*~*~*

Excerpt (Read the entire chapter on AO3):

Ezra Fell — he’d learned the man’s family name — was bemusing. He shouldn’t have been attracted to him. It’s not that Ezra wasn’t attractive; he was, undoubtedly so. But the combination of angelic beauty, antiquated clothing, exceptionally posh manner of speaking and his timidness should, on paper, have been dissuading. By all logic Ezra ought to have been a wallflower, part of the scenery; a man for whom Anthony spared no second glance. Not his type. Instead, he was fascinated by the contradictory juxtaposition of romantic beauty and classic simplicity, of keen wit wrapped in a genuinely demure kindness. He was a mathematical statement that humans had yet to be able to prove, a question to be answered but every answer just led to more questions. Anthony’s analytical, rational, reason-based mind was confounded; he was besotted. All the more puzzling was that Ezra seemed to be equally enamoured with him.

If this conversation was any indication, if the playful smile could be believed, if the small shufflings under the table where their feet or knees or calves just barely brushed weren’t coincidence… ‘M doomed. In possibly the most amazing, agonising, exciting, eviscerating way.

*~*~*

This was written for @fuzzygoblin for the Good Omens Song & Poetry Exchange @gospexchange. Chapter 1 (of 12) is up on AO3 now! Chapters will be released weekly. It is inspired by Lord Huron's - The Night We Met.

A huge thanks to @goodomensafterdark, as always, for the writer community. And an extra special huge thanks to my beta's for this chapter: @the-literal-kj. @hakunahistata and @adverbian!

[felicitywilds]

Marriage in an Orange Grove

Aziraphale/Crowley | Teen | 4.5k

SUMMARY

Murmurations is the oldest café in Soho, whose clientele is usually limited to reclusive artists, older men who value peace and quiet, and those who know the employees personally. Crowley is all three. (Aziraphale makes Crowley a cup of coffee, and Crowley kind of wants to marry him for it.) ~~~ Written for @gospexchange for @queenofthecute, based on Starlings, by Elbow!

EXCERPT

“What’ll it be today, my dear?” Aziraphale asks, smiling so brightly that Crowley genuinely has a hard time restraining himself from smiling back. But he can’t crack now– he’s got an image to maintain in front of the other baristas. He can let his guard down once he gets to his little corner booth. “Surprise me,” he says cooly, and he sees one of the younger-looking employees almost swoon when her coworker turns to whisper something to her. As Aziraphale rings him up, Crowley lowers his sunglasses a millimeter at the two of them, and tosses a wink their way. That sends them into a tizzy of giggles. “I’d thank you not to terrorize my employees, please,” Aziraphale says absently.

Read more on AO3

[freyjawriter24]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

I wrote a fic for @oldbookshop as part of the @gospexchange, inspired by the song So Much (for) Stardust by Fall Out Boy!

Summary: Aziraphale has just left for Heaven without him, and Crowley is at his wits’ end. Maybe tearing a hole in the universe will help?

It's fairly angsty, but a little bit hopeful too. I really hope you enjoy it!

[lowpolybread]

I'm miles away, he's on my mind / I'm getting tired of crawling all the way GOOD OMENS + “Which Witch” by Florence + The Machine (1/?)

my @gospexchange gift for @witchyforest! this song has so many layers and i loved analyzing it through the lens of crowley and aziraphale. i like florence but had never heard this song, so thank you for introducing it to me! excellent pick!

[heretic1103]

A Selection of Unsent Letters from a Demon

Crowley is not coping very well with Aziraphale's absence. Maggie has convinced him to join a grief support group, and he is writing letters to Aziraphale as part of his therapy. Letters that he doesn't intend to ever actually send.

This was written as a gift to @felicitywilds for the Good Omens Song & Poetry Exchange (@gospexchange) using the prompts of Shakespeare's Sonnet 23 and the song "For Good" from the musical Wicked. Rated T, 4,649 words:

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[groovyaviator]

the @gospexchange has been so fun!

This gift is for @orangejuiceinmyshoe - your song was so inspiring!

Almost Heaven by Jeremiah Lloyd Harmon is perfect for unpacking religious guilt, trauma, and repressed longing. Leading Aziraphale to claim his own happiness in this character study was so great for me. I hope you enjoy reading it on ao3, and please enjoy this mini moodboard!

[this-bumblebee-commands-the-sea]

Good Omens Song and Poetry Exchange @gospexchange- my gifts for @inhonoredglory

As part of the Gift Exchange I wrote two poems based on 'The Black and White' by The Band CAMINO. They're set post-s2.

Things I would tell you if you just picked up your bloody phone from Crowley's perspective.

Went to a church today

(and turned on my heel)

you know when you take a sip of tea

and only remember you just made it

right when the water hits your tongue 

Well, my feet do.

I wasn’t carrying any books

and I still feel the weight of that

at least my feet have recovered (now)

Might go back tomorrow

2. I looked down on Earth today (well, not in that sense, obviously) from Aziraphale's perspective.

I looked down on Earth today

well, not in that sense, obviously

I watched you in that garden, I hope you don’t mind

Saw you poke your head into that church

I hope it didn’t hurt too much

[this-bumblebee-commands-the-sea]

Good Omens Song and Poetry Exchange @gospexchange- my gifts for @shadesofawe

Baked Goods

It's a hot summer day and Aziraphale is baking. Crowley joins him. The kitchen is messy and cozy and perfect.

A fanfiction and a composition. Inspired by the poem Baked Goods by Aimee Nezhukumatathil.

Baked Goods

A little waltz I wrote for the Good Omens Song and Poetry Exchange 2023. Goes with the poem Baked Goods Aimee Nezhukumatathil. https://www.p

2. Garden

Crowley's spent the day doing gardening work. Now it's after dark, so Aziraphale brings him inside.

Inspired by 'Sunshine on Leith' by The Proclaimers.

[pyracantha14]

i participated in the Good Omens Song & Poetry Exchange and just under the wire, here is my gift for @frogdotpng! Frog i hope you like it! There's a fic and then chapter 2 is a piece of art i did inspired by the poem. <3

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[embracing-the-ineffable]

It was such fun to participate in the @gospexchange with the prompt from my giftee, @kotias: Bloody Mary by Lady Gaga. And now I have this image lingering in my head, of Crowley doing the iconic Wednesday Addams dance. It's a pretty small leap:

Have any artists drawn this yet? I'd LOVE to see! I can just picture David Tennant as Crowley doing his own version of the dance: 🔥

The song inspired The Ineffable Dance, my new fic about what happens after Crowley drives away at the end of season 2. With many thanks to my beta, @andromeda4004, come read about Crowley exorcising his demons (or angels!) at a dance club, and traveling through time to where his angel is waiting at a club of his own... (reblogs are appreciated, even if you don't have time to read right now!)

He saunters up to the door and miracles his way inside, carried forward on the swell of the music.

Love is just a history that they may prove

As he crosses the threshold, his senses are flooded with sounds, scents, and sights. He blinks and breathes - one, two, three times - and feels himself adjust to the whirlwind press of the crowded dance club. Aziraphale would hate this, but then again, he isn't here, he isn't anywhere Crowley can reach. He firmly pushes that thought away.

And when you're gone I'll tell them my religion's you

He visits the bar and downs a fortifying glass of their best whiskey, savoring the heat of it in his mouth and then down his throat, giving his body something to feel that isn't crushing weight or other distressing things. He takes that feeling with him, this small part of the night that Aziraphale would appreciate - delicious, buzzing warmth - as he steps onto the dance floor.

I'm gonna dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands above my head

The beat of the music is more compulsion than invitation, but he welcomes it into his body, percussive thrusts joining the heat of the whiskey and driving everything else away. 

I won't cry for you I won't crucify the things you do

He dances. 

I won't cry for you See, when you're gone, I'll still be Bloody Crowley 

His heart skips a beat, and he blinks, hard. For a moment he thought the line was "I'll still be Bloody Crowley," but that doesn't make sense. It was definitely "Mary". Right? His heart skips again as Aziraphale's voice echoes in his thoughts: "You're being silly!"

Keep reading here to see what happens after Crowley discovers Aziraphale also dancing... in the past! 2.5k words, rated T, sweet and hopeful with no major warnings.

[orangejuiceinmyshoe]

Prompt I did for @malachitegrey for the @gospexchange .

Based on the song E.S.B by Marian Call

To Malachite- I hope you like it! And I hope you don’t mind the unwarranted angst 😅.

[shadesofawe]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Good Omens (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens), Furfur (Good Omens), Nazi Zombies (Good Omens) Additional Tags: Post-Scene: The Bullet Catch Magic Show (Good Omens), Angst, Comfort, Trust, Humor, Knowing each other, corporeal intimacy, Efforts are made, male genitalia, Good Omens Song & Poetry Exchange, Song: Resistance (Muse) Summary:

“Enjoy your last night on earth!”

Crowley is sure he´s going to be colleted by hell come morning. Back in the bookshop Aziraphale can reassure him of his safety. With Furfur´s last sentence still ringing in his ears, Crowley decides to make some new memories…

[shadesofawe]

This is the gift I made for @andromeda4004 for the @gospexchange

The prompt was “Resistance” by Muse, a song I did not know prior to the event. I might or might not have learned to play it on the ukulele.

[starsinyourpalm]

hold me like a bouquet

(or: crowley and aziraphale, as told by history’s flowers.)

10.5k words, rated T, and warnings for blood, jesus’ crucifixion, and implied/referenced violence + character death + war. betaed by queerasinfuckyou and andromeda4004 on ao3

@kovvskii, this is for you. i was your gifter for the @gospexchange event!!!! i screwed with this for a very long time, and i hope you like the finishing product. this event was so so so so much fun and i already have ideas if we’re gonna do it again….not much more to say beyond this, im just very tired and very proud of it. do with it as you please ! and as for everyone else, i hope you like it too <3 happy reading!!

(taglist under the cut)

@fearandhatred i promised i would tag you so i Am. also @frappe-the-peppermint and @deerpines my wonderful converters . hi . thats it

[cat-clawz]

I’ve finally finished with my gift for the Good Omens Song and Poetry Exchange (@gospexchange)! This comic was inspired by the song “Adore” by Savage, and is a gift for @enjolton :>

It was fun to participate in this exchange and I really ended up loving the song I got chosen for (thanks for the new addition to my playlist lol). Hope you enjoy it!