For the @gosummerbang, I had the pleasure of drawing for @on1occasionfork's story again!!
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Who would've thought a romance could work so well in a dry cleaning AU? But somehow it does, and I'm so grateful for the existence of this story.
I especially loved the art-house cinema feel throughout it. The quiet moments where they communicate almost entirely through eye contacts, expressions, and body language (and yes, it'll all make sense later in the story).
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The first chapter of To Form and Dignity is out now, and I highly recommend giving it a read!
I'm linking Fork's post instead of the fic directly because Tumblr will absolutely kill this post otherwise. 😭
💬 0 🔁 0 ❤️ 1 · To Form and Dignity, Chapter 1 · Featuring artwork by the amazing @tanpopomugishu
Rated G
2,753 words in the first chapte
A Summer Omens Big Bang collab by @maon25 (art) and me (story)
Read here on AO3 (G, 8k)
Look at all the amazing art by @maon25 :
In chapter 5 🔝
In chapter 2 🔝
In chapter 1 🔝
Summary:
It’s summer once more in Kensington Gardens.
The white marble statue of an Angel, half hidden under a canopy of trees, is content enough with his life, his animal friends in the park, the here and now.
Until an unusual Black Nightingale lands on his left wing and sings to him stories of woe, of mystery, of a dear friend lost, of his quest to find the love of his life again.
Every summer, the Nightingale, who remembers only fragments of what really happened to himself and his long-lost soulmate, revisits the Marble Angel, having gathered more hints and ✨Clues✨ to help his quest. The Angel’s marble heart melts with empathy for him, and with other feelings that seem new - but are they?
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This is a romantic fairytale, inspired by Oscar Wilde’s ‘The Happy Prince’, retelling Good Omens in symbolic language.
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Thank You to:
@maon25 for the beautiful art, beta reading, helping with decisions, and a fun and fruitful collaboration!
@gosummerbang and all the writers and artists of the SOBB discord server, for making this bang such a fun and friendly experience! Check out the other SOBB collabs posted on that blog!
@thinkinginscripts , who is the best beta in the world!
@whickberstreetwriters for support and encouragement!
Tagging List under the cut
Let me know if you want on it for future posts of mine!
I forgot to tag y’all last time I completed a story, it’s here if you want to see/read/be so kind as to give it a reblog. It’s very different form the current one, a Dracula x Good Omens cross over 🧛😇:
💬 0 🔁 15 ❤️ 16 · AU Roulette 2026 · Thank you @au-roulette for organising! ❤️
My prompt: Classic Literature
read now on AO3: Naturally
Super excited to finally get to share the artwork I've made for this year's Good Omens Summer Bang. This rather sultry Crowley goes with Chapter 6 of @thinkinginscripts 's wonderful summer holiday fling fic "One Last Hurrah". Do give it a read to see what put that smile on Crowley's face.
One Last Hurrah - Chapter 1 - AlwaysTuesdayToday, Thinkinginscripts - Good Omens - All Media Types [Archive of Our Own]
P.S - Prints of this and many more of my Good Omens artworks available at my Inprnt shop, and you can buy originals on Ko-fi.
For ten summers, famed sci-fi author Anthony J Crowley and literary darling Aziraphale Fell return to Northwoods, a prestigious writing institute tucked beside a Minnesota lake.
Every year they sit on the same dock and watch the herons.
Year after year, their friendship becomes the fixed point around which both their lives quietly turn.
Crowley spends a decade believing Aziraphale is his best friend.
Aziraphale spends a decade believing Crowley will never love him back.
They are both wrong.
A story about friendship becoming love, summer traditions, patient birds, one very important dock, and two middle-aged idiots who take ten years to figure out what they mean to each other.
This is a human AU featuring mutual pining, middle-aged romance, and a happy ending.
My heartfelt thanks to @thinkinginscripts for helping me figure out what story I really wanted to tell. Somewhere along the many conversations we had about it I realized that, beneath the writing institute, the lake, and ten summers of friendship, this was ultimately a love story.
Thank you as well to @thinkinginscripts and @maon25 for beta reading and much thoughtful feedback throughout the writing process.
With thanks to @gosummerbang for creating this bang space for us 💛 and to @becky-7750 for this beautiful illustration.
Read it here: Summers at Northwoods by @bohoteacher
Chapter Six of my Valencia-set Summer Omens Big Bang fic, One Last Hurrah is out today.... and this one comes with AMAZING traditional art from @alwaystuesday
Look at it! LOOK!! and thank @gosummerbang for matching me with one of my favourite artists
If you want to know why Tour Guide Crowley is waking up looking like.... that..... then you'll need to read from at least chapter 5!
Posting a chapter every day until it's finished (another 4 days)
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.)
A red stain bloomed at the edge of it, powder blue turning a deep purple.
Crowley shook himself out of his stupor. “Yeah, ‘course, angel.”
He almost threw up when he wrapped the bandage around Aziraphale’s wound.
