“Angel, I think we’re idiots,” Crowley murmured into her hair, squeezing her tight.
“You’re probably right,” Aziraphale agreed, nuzzling the side of Crowley’s face. “But what is it this time?”
From Dream River by noodlefrog.
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“Angel, I think we’re idiots,” Crowley murmured into her hair, squeezing her tight.
“You’re probably right,” Aziraphale agreed, nuzzling the side of Crowley’s face. “But what is it this time?”
From Dream River by noodlefrog.
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New podfic alert! "Night Pictures" by Noodlefrog, a Good Omens Discworld AU wherein Aziraphale worries something is wrong with his iconograph, and takes his query to the snarky imp living inside it, Crowley. In 2 parts! The first is mild, the second spicy ;) Enjoy!
Link to podfic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/71357576
Link to original fanfic if you'd rather read it yourself: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48914185
And some artwork for the fic:
Very Respectfully,
SkyAsimaru
Mimic!Crowley meeting Aziraphale’s cat Marmalade, inspired by noodlefrog’s awesome fic If He’s Your Cleric, Why Is He Putting Me Inside His Bag of Holding?
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PODFIC : Reflect What You Are In Case You Don’t Know
Podfic length : 19:29
Read by : Julibellule
From a Good Omens fanfiction written by @noodlefrog-omens
Rated : Explicit
Reflect What You Are In Case You Don’t Know’s Summary:
Aziraphale is ready to give everything to Crowley, even his own pleasure.
An angel and a demon experiment with swapping bodies.
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Download or listen to Reflect What You Are - 19:29 - Rated E
Download or listen to the TEASER - 4:41 - Rated M
Hello there! I am looking for some hastur fics! (No E rated fics please!) ~anon
Oops, forgot to say that mainly positive/angsty Hastur fics! Thankuuuuuu! ~anon
Angsty/soft Hastur fics 💖? ~anon
Here’s some Hastur fics I found on AO3!
If you can’t do good, better do bad well by Lookatallmyships (T)
What if there was a way to bring a demon back- even one who was killed by holy water?
The Angel and the Frog by gypsyweaver (M)
Hastur and Ligur are (finally) going to be reunited. Beelzebub recorporates Ligur, and remembers Hastur's depressing time alone and the succor that Hell tried to give him. Hastur's existence without Ligur has become hollow, but Ligur fears that his husband won't want him back as an angel.
this is not a love story (but love is in it) by taizi (T)
“Crowley is no longer affiliated with you.” The angel manages to sound indignant, of all things. “I—that is, he even got it in writing. Signed by three of Hell’s kings. It’s all very official.”
“Well, we’re not here in any official capacity,” Hastur says. “It’s more of a personal visit. Friendly chat, that sort of thing.”
If he was indignant before, Aziraphale is outright angry now. “You’re not his friends. You hurt him.”
“Of course we did,” Ligur says, as if the angel is particularly slow. And he might well be, if he needs this much spelled out. “We’re demons.”
“You tortured him,” Aziraphale presses, unrelenting.
“It’s Hell,” Hastur says impatiently. “It’s ninety-nine-percent torture on a slow day.”
A Funny Old World by noodlefrog (T)
Hastur liked fire. It had a certain look about it that he liked to watch, the color and the movement and the coiling of the smoke. If he was feeling sentimental, which was rare, he'd call it beautiful. Most of the time, he called it fun. Destructive. Exciting. Funny, sometimes, especially when humans were around to see something of theirs burning and did all that business of running around yelling about it.
He liked Ligur, as much as he could like any fellow demon. Ligur was competent at the temptations he performed and had a similar kind of eye for the artistry of a long con that Hastur could appreciate. He was... cunning. Ruthless. Vicious. A right proper menace. Excellent lurker. Knew how to bide his time and plot and scheme with the best of them. He could respect Ligur for what he was: an evil bastard who he didn't hate being around. When he was feeling sentimental, which was rare, he would think of him as beautiful, too. *screechy, off-key rendition of "I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles)" played on a kazoo* Hastur has a crush on Ligur, and it's mutual. I'm taking this crack seriously. You've been warned.
If our followers know any fics involving Hastur, please leave them in the notes!
~ Mod G
I would definitely read Hot Days, Mad Blood by noodlefrog. It's the first in a phenomenal series but can be read standalone. The characters are spot-on and just so very good. So very them all the way through
Oooh, thanks for the recommendation I’ll check it out!
(Oh no, I’m up to 39 open tabs with fics to read lol! 🤔)
Here’s a link for anyone else that is interested:
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Need this for a thing. Standby...
Can I rec funny old world by noodlefrog? Don't see a lot of hastur's pov. This was really something.
Certainly, dear!
A Funny Old World by noodlefrog
Hastur liked fire. It had a certain look about it that he liked to watch, the color and the movement and the coiling of the smoke. If he was feeling sentimental, which was rare, he'd call it beautiful. Most of the time, he called it fun. Destructive. Exciting. Funny, sometimes, especially when humans were around to see something of theirs burning and did all that business of running around yelling about it.
He liked Ligur, as much as he could like any fellow demon. Ligur was competent at the temptations he performed and had a similar kind of eye for the artistry of a long con that Hastur could appreciate. He was... cunning. Ruthless. Vicious. A right proper menace. Excellent lurker. Knew how to bide his time and plot and scheme with the best of them. He could respect Ligur for what he was: an evil bastard who he didn't hate being around. When he was feeling sentimental, which was rare, he would think of him as beautiful, too.
*screechy, off-key rendition of "I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles)" played on a kazoo* Hastur has a crush on Ligur, and it's mutual. I'm taking this crack seriously. You've been warned.
~Mod P