AO3 has reached 18 million fanworks on the site! Come celebrate with us and learn about collections features. Read more at https://otw-news.org/3zd6mwss.
I miss the days of Aziraphale and Crowley ridiculously sharing half a brain cell. I miss Crowley being a clever, optimistic demon, gluing coins to sidewalks and messing with cell towers and the M25. I miss Aziraphale being a fussy, prim and oh so posh connoisseur of everything hedonistic, most especially Crowley.
I miss the days when thinking of them together wasn’t some complicated gymnastic exercise. When they had eternity. When they looked at each other with a fierce and protective love, because that’s what filled their unnecessary hearts.
It's been full two months now and I've yet to wrap my head around how refusal to accept existence that hinges on a single entity's whim is interpreted as suicide when an actual explicitly despair fuelled self-and-world annihilation happened 10 minutes earlier and the two scenes are rather clearly contrasting each other.
When we talk about getting stomped on by finale enjoying people - this is what we are talking about. Using art of our (dead but also never existed now) characters to show your true colours - and then going on and trying to hide it is cowardly. As I said before you deleted it: Grow up and learn some manners.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/86431286
Y’all might have seen the posts @anixfelix has been putting up about the old eBay VHS find we stumbled upon. They’ll have to tell the story in full, but let me just say, it’s a doozy. Full of men-in-black and nondescript faces and NDAs. Technically, we’re not meant to speak a word of what’s on this tape. That’s where ao3 comes in. No one can object to me writing a little “fanfic” about the story, right?
Okay, y’all, I’m bad at the meta-lore stuff. AnixFelix is a bajillion times better. Also this post was meant to go up on Tuesday. Sorry – preparing for an international move while also trying to finalize a divorce that was meant to finalize two months ago is a BITCH. Better late than never, right?
Without further ado, I present to you the first chapter of The Haunting of Beryl House, Ghost in the Window. Crowley and Aziraphale arrive at Beryl House to investigate the (potentially) haunted adult summer camp, and Things begin to happen. Excerpt:
[Transcript from raw footage: To Catch a Ghost: Beryl House]
Aziraphale: Today, we are on location at Beryl House, a former girls’ school that closed down in the late 1950s. Since then, the building has belonged to a series of owners who have tried to repurpose the place as a local hospital, a convent, a dance school for the “Ladies of Camelot” troupe—
Crowley: Possibly a brothel, that one.
Aziraphale [looking scandalized]: Don’t say such things, you fiend!
Read the full chapter out on ao3!
And of course, I can now reveal the full glory of AnixFelix’s art!
Absolutely frickin’ brilliant!
The Haunting of Beryl House was written for the Summer Omens Big Bang. Thanks to the organizers at @gosummerbang for the incredible work put into this one! Thanks to my betas, @ineffablerainstorm, @sakascal, and @stupidphototricks for all their hard work and patience, too!
See y’all next week for Chapter 2! In the meantime, enjoy! (Or else.)
turnnoffyourmind
pixelskylines
germansingergirl
blakekathryn
dailybridgerton
areudirty
