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Hello there I was wondering if you knew any fanfics with astrophysics?

i cannot believe that we we a fandom have the og starmarker and I have yet to find a fanfic where crowley works as a professor for astrophysics or something. hope you’re having a lovely day !!

Good day!

I feel like I have read a fair amount of professor!Crowley fics, and I do think a few have been where has is an astrophysicist or at the very least a scientist.

(Phyyyysics, Phyyyyysics! -sorry couldn't help myself, dear).

Here's what I've found-

Like He Hung the Stars in the Sky by asideofourown

BREAKING: SCIENTIFIC COMMUNITY IN DISARRAY AS NEWCOMER UPENDS DOZENS OF ACCEPTED THEORIES Up and coming British astrophysicist Dr. Anthony J. Crowley has rocked the science world this week with his research that proves many previously-accepted scientific theories about dark matter and the nature of our universe completely wrong. Dubbed the ‘Devil’s Theory,’ Crowley’s research has made the astrophysicist a star practically overnight, and one of the most sought-after scientists in the country.

“There’s so much you humans don’t understand about the universe, it’s not my fault that I do,” he said in a statement to BBC reporter Jane Smith. “Just you wait!”

[Crowley can't keep his mouth shut about the stars, and accidentally becomes a famous scientist. Based on this!]

Other works that might be of interest:

Demon and Angel Professors series

Ineffable Evals by @pineapplesquid 1771 words, Rated G (C & A are professors)

Shotgun Wedding: sometimes a first date requires paperwork by @charlottemadison42 204,988 words, Rated E (C has custody of his nephew Adam, A is Adam's teacher)

Zafona by @ulspi 8255 words, Rated M (Kindergarten teacher C & bookseller A)

Oh, But Dear, It’s Ineffable by starrystarryplight (Rated teen and up)

Love like yours (will surely come my way) by CCs_World (72K+ words; Rated teen and up)

Constant companion (& friend in old age) by pineapplesquid (25k+ words; Rated explicit)

Slides of Stars by Mjazilem (60K words; Rated Teen and up)

Coffee, Wine, Textbooks by shaniacbergara (41K words, rated explicit)

The Benefit Of Not Making Assumptions by teardrops_on_ghostly_wings (3k words, rated teen and up)

Poor Men by smol_bird (3k words, rated G)

Part of the Whole Design by nightbloomingcereus (26K words, rated teen and up)

Office Hours by winter_scldier (2k words, teen and up)

I do hope that one or more of these is to your liking!

-Mod AB

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Crowley really just dedicates his immortality to flipping the bird to the Four Horsemen doesn’t he?

Crowley: Oh I haven’t bought petrol for the Bentley for 60 years because paying for things is undemonic Pollution: How dare you Crowley: Oh I’m going out for dinner. With this angel. I’m going to get pudding so he can have my share Famine: You little shit Crowley: *makes sure everyone at the paintball fight has miraculous escapes when the real guns come out* Death: This is just flirting Crowley: Yeah so this war between heaven and hell is causing problems with my marriage so I’m afraid I’m gonna have to, you know, shut that shit down War: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Looking for Christmas fics!!! Or winter fics!! Preferably both!! Happy or sad, smutty or not, but this year I’m starting to celebrate early (I deserve it) and I would love to do so with some good omens!! Thank u so much for all the work u do here btw, I’m pretty new to the fandom and ur blog has helped me discover so many amazing fics! Would also like to thank all the good omens writers! Never have I been in a fandom with such good and creative writing! I’m constantly surprised and amazed at the wonderful stuff u all come up with!

Hello!

Here’s a few Christmas human aus:

Snow Angel by Vagabond (T)

Human!AU. Aziraphale needs a date to his brother's Christmas party to avoid getting set up with someone. Anathema suggests Crowley, the office bad boy. They go, get snowed in, and have a heart-to-heart that ends in a Happy Christmas.

From a prompt: Human!AU: Aziraphale needs a date for family Christmas. He invites the office rebel/bad boy, Crowley.

muddle through somehow by curtaincall (T)

Aziraphale Fell runs a successful food blog, Celestial Comestibles, where he shares mouthwatering recipes and heartwarming stories about his happy domestic life in a cottage with his husband and son. As promotion for his upcoming cookbook, his publishers run a contest: one lucky winner will get to spend Christmas with Aziraphale and his family.

What the publishers don't know is that the real Aziraphale Fell is a single city-dweller. And if he wants to keep up his happily married persona, he'll have to acquire a cottage, husband, and son before Christmas.

As it happens, his friend and neighbor Anthony Crowley has his nephew staying with him for the holidays. One fake marriage proposal later, and everything seems tickety-boo--as long as Aziraphale can keep from developing inconveniently real feelings for his pretend husband...

Taking the Cake by Caedmon (T)

Aziraphale has noticed his handsome neighbor, but hasn't had an excuse (or the nerve) to talk to him. He gets his chance, though, when a bakery delivers a package to the wrong door a few days before Christmas and his neighbor comes knocking.

The Grinch Who Sold Christmas by darcylindbergh (T)

Anthony J. Crowley, a big-time attorney from London, is sent to small-town Tadfield to close a deal before Christmas that would sell out half of high street to a fancy developer and put him up for partner at his firm. The deal will run the local businesses out and change the landscape of the town forever, but that’s none of Crowley’s business; he’s just doing a job.

But as the town invites him to share in their lives, their hopes, and their holiday celebrations, and as the enigmatic Aziraphale invites him to share in something more, Crowley starts to wonder: if everything has its price, is he still willing to pay what this deal will cost?

And here’s some canon-verse fics!

Holidays in the South Downs by TurnipTitaness (G)

After stopping the apocalypse, Aziraphale and Crowley have retired to a little cottage in the South Downs. This is their first holiday season together. It's fluffy.

Deck the Bookshop with Decorations by Elphen (G)

Not one to decorate the bookshop for Christmas, Aziraphale nevertheless finds ornaments, baubles and other decorations hidden among the medley of items, not clutter, of the shop. What's more, he discovers that more is added over the course of December. There can only be one culprit, but why? Of all the things to Aziraphale is going to find out, one way or the other. Even if it means he has to actually ask outright. Set post-canon. 

Christmas Gifts by Amaranthology (E)

Crowley has plans for Christmas this year.

It's posted so that you can read Chapter 1 and get no smut or continue with Chapter 2 for the full experience.

A Christmas Miracle (A Very Smutty Christmas) by IneffableScript (E)

After the Non-Apocalypse, Aziraphale feels he can finally enjoy Christmas. He thinks the only thing to make it perfect, would be to spend it with Crowley. But Crowley has a secret that might ruin Aziraphale's plans! Lots of fluff and smut, only a dab of angst.

Hungry for more? Here’s a link to the Christmas tag on AO3!

As always, if any of our follower have any recs, feel free to leave them in the notes!

~ Mod G

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Part of the reason Crowley loves the Bentley so much is because it is literally and figuratively a vehicle for him to show Aziraphale that he will be there anytime, anywhere the angel needs him. (See also: “I’ll give you a lift, anywhere you want to go,”¹ and “Wherever you are, I’ll come to you.”²) In this essay, I will

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¹ In lieu of saying “thank you,” or “I am half afraid to hope for what I long for,” or “if I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more.”

² Drunk out of his mind, certainly, but still capable of driving to find one (1) discorporated angel.

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Wrote a self-indulgent thing for this amazing art by Lei-sam – please check it out, it’s gorgeous! (It’s been several years since I last wrote poetry, but it felt more suited to the emotion than writing a fic, so here it is.) Uploading it as an image to preserve the integrity of the form, but including it below too!

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Aziraphale, discorporated

my dear, can you hear me? my voice is gone. and i am not really anywhere. yet i feel your heartbeat under my palm. the shiver of your body, giving up. for you, i am

insubstantial as a spirit. i watch you drowning in your lamentations. woe, for our judgment has come.

hear me confess. forgive me my sins. even with a body i am nothing without you.

on your face there are lines of salt. and light reveals the dark shadows under your eyes not even sunglasses can conceal. the ashes of mourning on your head. your grief heavy in my heart. but i will bear this cross

for you. i will not look back. wherever you are, i will come to you. wherever you are, i will come to you –

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been thinking abt this a lot. A poetry professor once told me every poet has a particular emotion from which they write. It’s not what they write about, but what emerges from the writing. For instance, louise gluck posits that Richard Siken’s central emotion is panic. Even though the word is never spoken to or about, the poems are saturated with it. I think Mary Oliver can be characterized by relief. Anyway, i think having that recognizeable Emotion is a major mark of poetic voice & it’s development

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In the mood for an Entire Journey with the ineffable duo? Another fave since diving into the fandom is “Be Still, My Love, Be Still” by @entanglednow — which can be gloriously enjoyed in podfic form, read by @arcafira and George Stoner.

Link to fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23871301/chapters/57380941

Podfic: https://anchor.fm/arcafira/episodes/Be-Still--My-Love--Be-Still-Chapter-16-eh7jqe

AU where Crowley is a sleep paralysis demon and Aziraphale is just a lonely (human) bookshop owner. The whole sleep paralysis thing makes physical things—shall we say tricky—at least for a while.

The YᗴᗩᖇᑎIᑎᘜ, people! Communication was never so challenging or so ᖴᑌᑎ to watch. *chefs kiss*

And also: the performance. ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Warning: it will simultaneously make you want to stay up all night listening AND drift off to sleep peacefully because it is just soothing AF.

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Feeling a little blue this season? This fic has filled me with more joy than any rom-com made in the past decade:

Under Construction by @summerofspock

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23641006/chapters/56741293

Came for the fluffy mountain man Aziraphale AU, stayed for the ✨glorious✨ descriptions of him through Crowley’s POV. Chubby sexy gay rights! Your Hallmark Christmas movie could NEVER.

If anyone needs me I’ll be adopting a small kitten and moving to Portland ✌🏻🥰

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A GO fic rec list! (2)

Jam all of these fics into your eyeballs RIGHT NOW.

arise, my darling, and go forth by naromoreau @naromoreau - Some of you might know I’m nuts for the priests AU trope. This fic is all my dreams come true - so full of yearning and repression and spectacular amounts of blasphemy. The buildup of tension is amazing. (I just love everything about this story ngl. EVERYTHING.)

What Hath God Wrought by saretton @saretton - This one is an AU where Aziraphale and Crowley are telegraph operators who fall in love in the midst of the war. Broke my heart in the best way possible. Gorgeously written and so very tender. You’ll feel every emotion in your BONES.

Close Enough by TawnyOwl95 @tawnyontumblr - Crowley and Aziraphale’s first time (in an alleyway). Ahhh so delicious and soft. This fic really packed a punch in just a few words. The juxtaposition of mundanity and the mindblowing metaphysical smut is absolutely *chef’s kiss*!

What Custom Strictly Divided by ashfae @ashfae - Crowley and Aziraphale in the aftermath of the Armageddidn’t, going to see a performance of Beethoven’s Ninth together. Good lord, this fic obliterated me. So deeply moving and tender that it left me in a puddle of my own tears. I’ve reread this one several times since I first read it because it is just that gorgeous.

The False and the Fair by Princip1914 - An AU where Aziraphale’s family owns a coal mining company and Crowley is one of their miners. What an immersive story this is. I couldn’t put it down. Every word of it is so thoughtful and so very beautifully written. 

the bucket list by darcylindbergh @forineffablereasons - In this fic, Aziraphale and Crowley put together a list of “human things” they want to do together now that they’ve retired. Oh, this story. I can’t even begin to tell you how heartrending it is - it had me firmly in its grip from beginning to end. I came away from it feeling as though I was a different person from who I was when I started it. 

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While I love the idea of Crowley slowly moving into the bookshop, my heart also wants some “You could stay at my place” (in the tenderest voice of all time) and Aziraphale, once he’s agreed, is ALL IN but, being Aziraphale, neglects to mention this.  Of course he still HAS the bookshop to open or not open as he pleases, but after the Ritz (followed by the requisite “How about a walk?” and “We should check on the ducks” and sundry other excuses not to part ways), he just tags happily after a confused Crowley all the way to the Mayfair flat “it’s quite drafty standing out here in the hallway, my dear boy” and Crowley can’t just say he’s surprised, because that would be insufficiently cool.

The next day Aziraphale goes to piddle around the bookshop (”taking inventory” so isn’t it a shame he can’t open to customers?) but as night falls here he is again, letting himself into Crowley’s flat (he has a key in case of out of control snake naps), arms filled with books and bags of tea and tins of biscuits and a few soft blankets and five more books just in case and maybe he miracled them all into two angelically themed shopping bags, but-

For the next two weeks, every evening after they’ve done their daily deeds (figuring out what that means in this New World, but Crowley gets bored easily and needs to go out and cause some low level mayhem, though he’s scaling back his Incredibly Impressive Impact Radius), there’s an angel on his sofa (his sofa was not this soft yesterday…or this long??), and there’s tea (”I don’t actually own a tea set, angel”  “That’s fine!” he pulls one out of his Angelic Themed Shopping Bag a la Mary Poppins, it is covered in green plant designs and has a lovely snake coiling through them and making the handle), and one afternoon there’s a bookshelf and he’s quite certain he didn’t have a bookshelf but it’s filled with books on astronomy and plants and the 1920′s (he slept through those) so….

He wakes up one night and Aziraphale is perched in a chair (from whence this incredibly comfy looking armchair) reading by a little celestial light and that’s a bit creepy so he mutters, “Get in the bed, angel, this feels like a horror movie” and so Aziraphale does and perhaps from then on there’s an angel in the bed when he wants to sleep, wearing a comfy night shirt and sometimes reading aloud when Crowley is restless and were his towels this plush he wonders after his shower?

It takes him six months to look around the flat and see there’s five book cases filled with Aziraphale’s favorite books (naturally he recognizes Aziraphale’s favorites) and all the furniture LOOKS the same (other than all the incredibly warm, snake friendly blankets) but is suddenly sinfully comfy and perfectly sized for two, and there’s actual clothes hanging in an actual wardrobe he doesn’t recall having (it ruined the streamline minimalist design) and there’s confections in the cabinets and milk in the fridge and reusable shopping bags hanging neatly by the door from a little serpentine hook he doesn’t remember buying and always a pair of shoes tucked neatly underneath (but he doesn’t personally wear shoes and certainly not those old brown things) and the plants are exuding a sickening aura of smugness and somehow, he’s not actually terribly shocked when one morningish (clearly we’re not opening the shop at 9:30 today), Aziraphale gathers his ugly old shoes and his ancient coat and his Angelic Themed Shopping Bag and putters up to beam at Crowley and kiss him ever so gently on the very corner of his mouth and say, “I’ll be home by 5, darling, tea?” and putters right out the strangely cheerful (hadn’t he made it purposefully intimidating to stop visitors?) front door leaving a pink cheeked demon in his wake,fingertips touching that little spot by his lips.

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WELL HELLO, MY LITTLE GHOULS, @edhelwen1 and I have a treat for you! How Not To Build a Haunted House, our entry for A Big Spooky Fan Zine, is now public! Jen wrote a fun little story, and I got to draw Aziraphale looking mildly unsettling. Plus pumpkins and a giant spider! Enjoy! :D

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SOSH GTA-8!

Is anyone in the mood for soft fluff and emotional h/c?

Soft Omens Snuggle House is running their eight Guess the Author - with the theme of “Dream!”

21 G and T rated fics of up to 500 words can be found here, ranging from soft bedtime cuddles, to shared dreams, to nightmares with soft endings.

All fics are posted anonymously at present while we make our guesses - the authors will be revealed on Tuesday Nov 17.

Take a look and see if you can guess any! (Or just give us Kudos, we like Kudos.)

Full author list below the break!

Keep reading

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Not to show my age or anything, but I’ve been waiting for this series for FIFTEEN GOSH DANG YEARS and I can’t believe it finally happened. And with David Tennant and Michael Sheen no less. 

So, in honor of the show I finally did a “redraw” of this (also 15 year old) piece. It’s amazing how much has come and gone in my life since then. These are more like how I used to see them, but definitely influenced by the show. I can’t unsee Michael Sheen as Aziraphale and why would I want to UGH HE’S ADORABLE.

Side note if anybody wants 15 year old fic recs hit me up. :)

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Imagine if the burned agnes manuscript was a 50,000 word a/c prophetic fanfic.

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What Did Crowley Ask?

Judging by this passage? Possibly something along the lines of:

Can I have a pay rise?

Are there any opportunities for promotion?

Where’s my contract? I don’t remember signing an employment contract

Can I speak to the manager?*

*I imagine that one was the last straw...