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[captainblou]

Human Nature, a Good Omens fic by CaptainBou

Rated T - 5244 words

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Summary:

After retiring, Asa and Anthony move to the South Downs, far from the fast life of London. On their mantelpiece, amongst framed pictures and decorative knickknacks, a snow globe gathers dust as it slowly forgotten.

Excerpt:

Anathema, my dear girl, do you want one?” Asa asked once Newton was served too. “Sure,” she answered in an absent voice. “You alright?” Anthony asked. “Yeah. Say, where did you get that snow globe?” Asa frowned, rubbing his palm at the back of his neck where he could feel his hairs rising up. “What snow globe?” he asked absentmindedly, without looking at her. Silence stretched for a few seconds as Ana watched the globe in her hands, barely tilting it to the side, the white powder inside moving slightly. Anthony winced, a little flash of pain poking him behind the eyes. He reached inside his breast pocket for a pair of dark sunglasses, and replaced his normal ones. “Never mind,” Anathema said, shaking her head. She placed the globe on the mantel and took the cup of tea offered by Asa.

I hope you enjoy that Good Omens 3 fix-it story <3

Tag list after the cut, hoping I don't forget anyone <3

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[elenthyaolyenths]

"The Angel I Knew" by my dear spouse @captainblou, ending very soon! (Read on AO3)

If you have not yet discovered this wonderful little fanfiction, it's still time to try <3

Linktree - Masterpost - Ko-Fi - Prints of my Art here!

Tag-list (ask in comment to be add if you want to be notified next time I publish my Good Omens arts and WIPs! A lot of secret work is almost done and is coming!!!)

@goodomensafterdark ;

@floscrap-blog ; @demonsandpieohmy ; @amagnificentobsession ; @captainblou ; @mamamissy

@ineffable-hyperfixation ; @itsscottiesstark ; @moralsofanalleycatsposts ; @featheredboaconstrictor ; @lenareadly

@fearandhatred ; @eybefioro ; @crowleys-bentley-and-plants ; @ashfae ; @crowleys-hips;

@paperclipninja ; @silverdphantom ; @neverlet ; @naturallyteal ; @goodoldfashionedlovergirls-blog ;

@madaims ; @daisydimple20092 ; @seraphhiim ; @rebeccakatmauri ; @cobragardens

[captainblou]

Amazing Grace (Gimme Shelter)

a GO fic by CaptainBlou and @itsscottiesstark, for @eybefioro

Happiest of birthdays my friend, I wish you only the best 💛 you are a wonderful human being and we love you to Alpha Centauri and back 🎂

Summary:

1914 Church organist Aziraphale Fell never thought he would have a claim to happiness. Such things are for free men. That is, until one freezing night, his study gets disturbed by a voice that can only be one of an angel.

Read on AO3

@goodomensafterdark thank you 💛

[captainblou]

If you're reading my rockstar fic A Place Where Nobody Knows my Name, I have a little treat for you:

[captainblou]

A nice and accurate Masterpost (2026)

New year, new season(-ish), new masterpost!!!

Who am I?

I am a Good Omens Fanfiction writer and occasionnal artist, you can find me on AO3 under the name CaptainBlou. I write mainly Good Omens Human AUs, although I have been known to dip my toes into a bit of canon, from time to time.

Currently writing and posting a monster called A Place Where Nobody Knows My Name, about a rockstar Crowley fallen out of grace and battling his addictions. It's angsty and sweet, check it out!

You can find all my writing with the tag #BlouWrites

I like to do digital painting too, when I find the time and the right picture. You can find that with the tag #BlouMakesArt

[captainblou]

Crossing the distance

A Good Omens oneshot, rated T - 5k words

Crowley had a boat.

It was a small boat, called Bentley, that he used to make the connection between Gilmoore and the mainland, from 7 am to his last departure at 6:30 pm. He took a break from 11 am to 3 pm, when nobody needed to cross anymore. Every five minutes crossing could carry around 15 passengers, mostly regulars from the island, going to work or to school on the mainland. He carried the crossing every day except Sundays, as long as the sea allowed him to.

Read here

[captainblou]

A place where nobody knows my name,

A Good Omens Human AU

Summary

Anthony J. Crowley has taken the final step towards his fall.

Waking up in a hospital bed with a broken wrist and a severed eye, his whole career in jeopardy, he has no other choice than to make a change and finally go to rehab.

All he can hope is that nobody there will know who is he, allowing him to find the peace he needs to heal his body and mind. And maybe, maybe write again.

Wishful thinking of course, when your face has been on telly and your voice on the radio for the last fifteen years. But there is a man there absolutely oblivious to Crowley's fame. Oblivious too, thank whoever’s up there, to how smitten he is by the young, bubbly librarian.

Read chapter 1 here

[captainblou]

Chapter 12 and 13 are up

We reach the end of part one, it's time to leave the garden now, see you next week to see how Crowley will do.

Excerpt:

That’s how Crowley spent his morning, chasing after every resident to get a souvenir. His own stay was slowly coming to an end, and even if he was less anxious about it now that he knew he’d be staying away from London and his bad habits, he wasn’t as excited as he’d expected to be. Leaving meant going back to real life, and its share of problems. So he tried to focus on the positive, and removing this bloody trap around his arm was a good start. He wanted to celebrate properly. Annie drew a string of little hearts and music notes next to her name, Peter jokingly offered him to get a pint after, and Shadwell looked at him as if he had escaped from the zoo before scribbling his name. By noon, every patient had written or drawn something. Crowley then chased after Doctor Young to get his name too, interrupted a conversation between Newton and Anathema, purposefully making the man blush in the process, to make them both sign, avoided Uriel, and finally, found himself knocking on the library door just an hour before he was supposed to leave for the hospital.

tagging @goodomensafterdark for a reblog <3