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The Cure for Anything is Salt Water (sweat, tears, or the sea)
Begins posting tomorrow. This 12-chapter fic is completely written and will update twice a week.
Crowley returns to the boat he and Aziraphale planned to honeymoon on before their breakup. He comes away from the experience wondering if everything he thought was true was wrong. Yep, angst, but with a happy ending. Subscribe to CuriousPupsicle on AO3 to get a notice when I begin posting.
International Women's Day 2026 - For Your Consideration
Are you like most Good Omens fans? Reluctant to read our ineffable pair as women? Perhaps today is the day to give it a try? You'll recognize Aziraphale, the righteous guardian, and Crowley, the chaotic demon with a good heart, in Azira and Toni. They're independent women cruisers making their way on the water, alone, until they discover the joys of being on the same side. Check out Buddy Boating (M) on AO3.
Rock the Boat epilogue tomorrowwwww
Thank you, Ted. Have a nice trip 💜
Not really a trip.
Gonna miss my old boss ☹️
I'll miss you too.
She already does.
She wonders if this is who they are now. Texters.
On holidays or birthdays, his name will pop up on her phone, and they'll have a quick, pleasant conversation, and it'll be more painful than hearing nothing at all.
So uhh one think i don't think i've ever mentioned on the internet is that i like sailing :3 I go to this sailing camp thing every summer, and i think i'm decent at it?? Anyway i decided to make an ii sailing camp au for funzies. Even thought mercurys are two person boats, the camp i go to doesn't have enough, so there's usually like 4 or 5 people per boat, so that's how it is in the au. This whole au is going off of my personal experience, so sorry if i mess some stuff up :P uhh yeah i'll probably post some more stuff about this au later :3
Sailing Au
Mary grows up on the coast sailing, the hatfords are original smugglers and pirates? Navy family? The particulars don't matter. The point is that Mary is ever at home on a boat.
When she runs from Nathan, she decides the best place to hide from him is open water. She originally smuggles her and neil aboard a large ship, making the Atlantic crossing. They hop from boat to boat along coast lines and between islands. Mary is always drawn to the sailboats, and she trades her skills for passage. Eventually Mary forks out a chunk of the stolen money to buy them there own quick little cutter. It's there safe haven neils first real home.
In this Au neil grows up with a love of swimming instead of exy , which doesn't exist.
Nathan has much less luck in finding Mary and neil has alot of happy times filled with sea endless skys and sand. Of course things aren't perfect. There's a change to there luck, Nathan people seem to be in every port they dock in. The calls just get closer and closer. Mary decides it time they skip back over the Atlantic again.
Thing go wrong when they make there last stop in Cape Verd for supplies, they are ambushed, Mary is injured. She lasts about a week into the crossing before her wounds become infected, another few day before she dies.
Neil has to make the rest of the way sailing solo. Unexpected squalls, sleepless nights, water streaching to the sky, tipping marry body into the ocean. Standing of a beach somewhere watch his home go up in flames he set.
Where it gose from there idk. Maybe he ends up sneaking on a cruise ship that all the Foxes work on? He meet Andrew when he breaks into his house boat? The Foxs are life guards and neil wash up on there beach? The foxes just live by the coast? Is this a mermaid au also ? Dose Andrew work on a of shore oil rig?
What it dose need is lots of drowning and weather metaphors. Way too much technical sailing talk. Sharks. Oh and neil defo has a tan.
Featured Fic (Modern AU)
there be fury on the waves by royalwisteria Rating: T Status: Complete Summary: Kate means to sail and win the Fastnet Race with her sailing partner, Benedict. Or, if not win, do well. Unfortunately, he comes down with mono the week before, and Anthony volunteers to take his place.
Anchors Aweigh! - An Ateez Sailing AU
A/n: this is my first fanfic like EVER so, uh, please be gentle? And I hope you enjoy it!
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Chapter 1
As the two sailboats pushed away from Fix On Sailing Club, Mingi felt alive and free. He always did when he was out in a boat. He pushed the tiller slowly away from him, carefully steering their boat away from the other boat and the club, before he shot one of his signature grins to the other three members of his crew. Yunho, who was operating the mainsail, gave him back a big smile, along with Jongho and San, who were taking turns operating the foresail.
Mingi then turned to face the other departing craft, and almost identical boat, but with four different crew members. Making eye contact with the boy that was helming the other craft, he grinned and raised his ship-board radio to his mouth.
"Promise, Promise, Promise, this is Twilight, Twilight, Twilight, do you copy?" Mingi snickered to himself as he lowered the radio, seeing the other helmsman give him a playful stink eye.
"Twilight this is captain Hongjoong of the fine ship Promise" Hongjoong replied, the smirk on his face evident in his voice even through the distortion and crackling of the radio.
"Just saying hello, Joongie, and making sure the radios worked! Over and listening."
"Copy that, over and listening."
After their brief conversation, the two boats lapsed into silence, a silence only meant to be broken for enquires between the two boats and the sailing club, or in case of emergency.
Mingi looked back over his shoulder to the Promise and after a few seconds he could see her veer off in a different direction from the Twilight. Focusing his eyes back forward, he took a deep breath. He could taste the salt on the breeze as a passing gust tousled his short, light brown hair and simultaneously gave the boat a burst of speed. The sound of the waves against the fiberglass hull made him feel a sense of relaxation that nothing else could quite match.
"Where to, oh Captain my Captain?" San asked, relaxing as Jongho kept the foresail under control. He was leaned back against the gunwales, hands behind his head, in a semi-seated position.
"How about up and around the islands? That would be a good course, especially on such a good day as today!" Yunho interjected, his smile as big as ever, eyes sparkling with energy and happiness at getting to be out on the water with his friends.
"I mean you're not the captain," Mingi laughed, leaning over to give the older boy's shoulder a gentle shove, "but that sounds like a good time to me!"
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's GO!" Jongho yelled into the breeze, head tilted back and face to the sky, the other three boys laughing as they adjusted their course.
Putting the radio back down next to him after his chat with Mingi, Hongjoong gave a brief, satisfied sigh before deciding on a sailing path.
"Crew, stand by to go about" he called to the other boys in the boat. Seonghwa, on mainsail, prepared to pull the main in and jump to the other side, while Wooyoung got ready to pass control of the foresail to Yeosang.
"Ready, about!" Hongjoong called, pushing the tiller away from him. Seonghwa pulled the main in fast, and the boat made its turn.
"Let draw!" was the next command out of Hongjoong's mouth, and at the call, Wooyoung released his grip on his rope while Yeosang pulled hard on his.
In just a few seconds, the boat and crew had flawlessly executed a turn.
"Well done, boys. Perfect day for sailing!" Seonghwa remarked, taking a moment to glance up beyond the large mainsail to the cloud-spotted cerulean sky above them, sun shining brightly.
"You said it!" Wooyoung quipped brightly, leaning his back over the gunwales, arms spread out next to him like outstretched wings; almost mirroring San in the other boat exactly.
"Mmm. I'm glad we came out, we would've been fools not to." Yeosang said, edging his foot toward an unsuspecting Wooyoung's feet. He waited for one second, then two - at which point he kicked one of his feet up and off of where it had been braced. The sudden balance change elicited a panicked squawk from the formerly relaxed boy, and in turn caused laughter amongst the others as an embarrassed Wooyoung leaned over and smack Yeosang's shoulder.
Lunch, which had been packed in dry bags and tossed into the boats along with bottles of water before they had disembarked from the club, was eaten in the boats. When it was decided it was lunchtime, the commands were given in each boat:
"Put 'er in Irons, let's eat!"
At which point the sails were let go, allowed to flap softly in the breeze. The boats simply drifted along by momentum and the currents now, no tension in the sails and ropes to allow the wind any say in propulsion. They ate quietly, the only sounds being the flap of polyester fabric, the soft slosh of water against the hulls of the boats, and the occasional seagull. It was peaceful. A re-pack of the dry bags with their food remnants and a sunscreen re-application later, and boats were on the move again, the cheerful conversations and __ debates of the members lofted away into the sky.
As the time flowed closer towards the evening, the Promise and the Twilight made began to make their way back to the club. Mingi's radio suddenly crackled to life, with a
"Twilight, Twilight, Twilight, this is Promise over." as Hongjoong radioed.
"Promise this is Twilight, what’s up?"
"How would you feel about a little race between us back to the club?" The competitiveness in Hongjoon's voice was almost tangible, and with a chorus of affirmations from his crew, Mingi responded with a confident,
"I hope you're ready to lose! You're on!"
The boats lined up, and on Hongjoong's mark through the radio, the two boats leaped forwards, slicing through the waves. They sped along at the same pace for most of the distance, a neck and neck sprint until they started maneuvering to dock. Then Promise nosed ahead just a little, before Mingi managed to snatch the edge of a wind gust, which pushed Twilight forward just enough for it to slide up to the dock first. Ridiculously close behind, Hongjoong pulled Promise up to the dock, and from there it was a mad dash between the two crews to get the boats tied to the dock first.
As Jongho jumped out of Twilight to tie her up, Yeosang had already finished tying and had just stood up to start helping de-rig the mast and sails. The two crews neck and neck once again, the mainsails were pulled down in quick order, boom detached from mast, and the whole bundle lifted onto the dock to be carried away. Then came the foresail, heaped in a messy pile with the ropes for the sails. Hongjoong looked up for just a second at Promise from where he was tying their ropes up to see Mingi hand Jongho the dripping rudder, which was quickly taken to be put away. Then, Mingi grabbed Yunho and the two of them began to carefully lower the mast.
Hongjoong didn't realize he'd stopped tying until it was too late - and just as he started again, Jongho and San returned from putting things away and the mast was lifted onto the dock. Twilight was cleaned out, just a few steps ahead of Promise. As the crew of Twilight cheered at their success, Promise's mast was lowered and put away. Brief congratulations were exchanged between crews, and then idle chatter ensued as they brought the boats back up and onto their trailers.
"Wait, who’s that?" Jongho asked, pointing at a truck that was just pulling into the club's parking lot, a boat trailer in tow.
"I have no idea, but that boat looks a little old, if you ask me!" San quipped as his eyes landed on what could barely be called a boat sitting on the trailer.
“You said it.” Seonghwa mumbled, shuddering slightly at how dirty and run down the decrepit craft looked. “Definitely not at its best.”
The truck ran suddenly through a pothole in the asphalt, causing the vehicle and its load to lurch. Mechanical creaking and the distinct sound of wood cracking and crumbling reached their ears, along with shouts.
"Woah, slow down grandpa! Careful!" A voice, faint and somewhat hard to hear, yelled out. "I still want her in as close to one piece as possible!" then even fainter laughter as the truck slowed to a stop just by the front doors of Fix On.
The boys paused for a few seconds longer, long enough that they could see Mingi's dad come out of the club to meet a pair of other people, who had both come out of the truck.
"I wonder who they are…" Yeosang's thought out loud snapped the group back to attention, and they worked on getting their two boats into the shed where they belonged and taken care of for next time.
By the time they had finished getting everything cleaned and locked up, the truck and mysterious people were gone.
Zeldris and commander of a ship and has an interest in Gelda but he tends to overcome and hide anyway because he thinks it makes him weak.
Hehehe yeah he so would.
Commander Zeldris is on a voyage to discover a quicker way to reach the spice islands on the other side of the world. He sets sail, charting the seas as he goes and dealing with the twin perils of terrible weather and insolent sailors.
Gelda is a pirate with a fiercesom reputation. Her objective is to capture other ships and take all the loot she can find. She is a suprememly captain and her followers are content.
One day the inevitable occurs: the two ships run into one another. Gelda boards Zeldris’s vessel and the two fight for their lives, trading insults as they go. Pirate she may be, but Zeldris finds himself admiring the woman he’s crossing swords with, but he can hardly admit that, even to himself. So he presses on, remaining tight-lipped when he is captured by the pirates and pulled onto their boat.
As the pirates travel, Zeldris is more and more drawn to them. Gelda begins to trust him and he is allowed out of his cell under supervision, and gradually he becomes one of the crew. The two have a mutual respect for one another, but Gelda is proud, she will not tell Zeldris she has feelings for him until he expresses his own feelings.
And he never does. The years pass, they grow older and never a word of love is spoken between them. Then one day, a large government ship comes upon the pirates. They do their best to see them off but it is to no avail. Many are killed and Zeldris is mortally wounded. Gelda escapes in a small boat, carrying him with her.
They are washed up on a desert island. Zeldris dies in Gelda’s arms, not even having enough strength to croak out his love for her even with his last breath. She grieves and moves on, continuing to rob the seas until the end of her days.
