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🍫💋Chocolate Kiss [PODFIC]💋🍫
A podfic gift for @lemon-tart-221 from @goodomensafterdark based on this wonderfully sweet fanfic she wrote!
6 Minutes | Rated T
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Summary:
A cosy evening in with wine and chocolate leads to a sweet first kiss.
If you like the pod, throw love at the original fic too!
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GOAD Writer’s Guild presents: Diverteasement, a Nutcracker ballet AU (chapter 3)
Written by ckocek on our subreddit
Diverteasement, a Nutcracker ballet AU
Rating: E (though so far only T)
Summary: Crowley, a ballet dancer, finds himself falling for the new costume designer at this year's production of the Nutcracker. But being burned by a past relationship is making him wary of starting anything again.
Excerpt:
“That’s a lot of work, all these costumes. You do it all by yourself?” “Well, I do have an assistant seamstress who works with me, but yes, mainly I do most of it.” “Well, glad you’re doing it! About time we got some new ones. I know they supposedly dry cleaned all the old ones every year, but I’m not so sure…” Crowley pinched his nose and pulled a face. “Not that mine needed it, of course. I’d never sweat through my costumes,” he joked. “Nooo, certainly not. I’m sure you’d never do something like that, performing so physically under hot stage lights,” Aziraphale easily played along with his joke. “Nope, cold blooded, me. I bask under the lights like a snake under a heat lamp.” Crowley grinned. Aziraphale laughed. “Well, I’d better get upstairs. I said I’d be here at half past,” he said, glancing down at his watch in chagrin. “Yeah,” Crowley nodded, smiling. “See you around.” He wasn’t sure whether the hopeful upturn had slipped too obviously into his voice, bouncing down the last few stairs toward the door.
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Thank you to my beta, u/TooYoungToMary!
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Like Real People Do - Complete
Rating: E
CW/TW: Minor Character Death, Homophobia, Murder, Dubious Consent, Dubious Morality, Grief/Mourning, Depression, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Inspired by Frankenstein, Serial Killing, Dark Aziraphale (Good Omens), Panic Attacks
Seriously, mind the tags on this one, folks, but also note the Angst with a Happy Ending one.
Summary: Aziraphale has been lonely for twenty years. One dark and stormy night, it's finally time to do something about it.
Chapter Summary: The morning after.
Excerpt:
For once, the morning came too soon. For once, Aziraphale wasn’t lying in bed waiting for it to arrive, or sitting downstairs with a cup of tea having given up on sleep completely. Instead, he woke up to find the sun already well past risen, and Crowley still wrapped around him, pressed against his back and snoring gently into Aziraphale’s ear.
Read on AO3
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Tagging @goodomensafterdark to avoid being publicly shamed.
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Holiday pods by Ring? Yes please!
More Holiday podfics for your enjoyment! Listen, am I posting this early? Sure, if you abide by modern conventions like calendars and when I said I would do things. But, I'm finished with this lovely project early and I can't wait to share it, so I won't!
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This was my first podfic of a work by @ajconstantine and I hope it won't be my last! I adore this story, it's sweet and beautiful and features the fulfillment of long held desires. What more could one possibly ask for? If reading isn't your thing, please do yourself a favor and go read the original fic. It's so lovely and will make you feel better.
Thanks so much to @goodomensafterdark and @cemeteryangel725, @thegaromask @seekingjoy7 and @shipper-of-all-things for listening to me talk about this and for your support and encouragement.
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GOetry: Share Your Favourite GOems!
Hello, lovely writers!
Over the past six months, we’ve created some incredible pieces of poetry together—works that have made us laugh, cry, and swoon. We’ve celebrated each other’s creativity and learned so much about forms, meters, and the art of poetry itself.
As the end of the year approaches, let’s take a moment to look back at our work and share our favourite GOetry!
💚Which poem are you proudest of
💚 Which one was the most fun to write
💚 What was your favourite prompt?
Can't wait to read everyone's roundups.
~Love Moon
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The Wrong Way To Right
A birthday ficlet for @lemon-tart-221
Happy happy birthday lovely Lemon 🎂
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Perhaps I was wrong.
As Crowley’s clever tongue licks and presses, expertly moving, caressing along soft folds as he simply seeks pleasure, Aziraphale wonders if he was too quick to judge.
Sometimes the angle changes or he uses his teeth and oh my, if that isn’t something. The tilt of his head, the crimson of Crowley’s hair catching the light as he chases what he desires, uninhibited and unapologetic. And yet, it is also surprising, the tenderness and joy it seems to bring him.
Perhaps I was wrong.
And when their eyes meet Crowley pauses, their gazes linger and Aziraphale watches the way his Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows enthusiastically and licks the remnants from his lips. Crowley really does look pleased.
“Angel, you good?”
“Oh yes, quite.”
But he’s not. Aziraphale wants it too. He made a mistake, he can’t have Crowley know that, but he fears it’s too late.
“Nah, something’s up. What is it?”
“It’s… it’s nothing, really.”
Crowley’s eyebrow creeps up, steadily and knowingly and the corner of his mouth soon follows. Aziraphale knows he’s been caught out.
“You wish you got the cone with a flake, don’t you?”
“No! I—”
“You dooooo. Go on, just admit it. It’s better than the ice lolly.”
“Ok, fine. Perhaps I was wrong.”
There, he admitted it. If he simply focuses on the ground he won’t have to endure the smug grin undoubtedly unfurling across Crowley’s face. He will never let him hear the end of this.
But Aziraphale is suddenly struck by the sweet scent of vanilla and an ice cream hovering just under his nose, flake only centimeters from his cheek. His head snaps up and he finds Crowley, arm outstretched, looking at him without even the suggestion of smugness on his face. He beckons for Aziraphale to take the cone.
“I’ve had enough anyway.”
Aziraphale can’t help the wiggle that permeates through him as he takes the offering. Crowley simply nods, stuffs his hands in his pockets and swivels to look into the distance, as though none of it meant anything at all.
Perhaps, Aziraphale thinks, being wrong isn’t so bad.
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Until We Meet Again (A Christmas Story)
Chapters 3 & 4 (Complete!)
Rating: E
TW/CW: Smut (Mind the tags)
Story Summary: Christ wasn’t born in December, but that has never stopped Christians from running with the idea and overwhelming the Prayers and Blessings System over the course of the month. Christmas Eve and Christmas Day are always the worst—so many special requests. Hell has a similar (though somewhat opposite) problem, with demons busy thwarting all the goodwill of the season. It’s supernatural chaos, which made it the perfect time for them to meet.
This is the story of what happened after that fateful night in 1941, and how an angel and a demon thwarted both Heaven and Hell in the name of love—if only for two days each year.
But this Christmas is different. And Aziraphale wonders—will Crowley even show up?
Chapter Summary:
He’s been alone so long, he knows this is a dream. The last time anyone touched him it was all rough hands, smashed lips, and heartbreak. So this has to be a dream. In his dream he’s wrapped in a full-body caress, warm from his toes to his chest. There’s a knee pressed between his thighs, an arm wrapped around his torso, a hand rubbing soothingly across his shoulder blades. Gentle fingers run through his curls, scratch at his scalp. Soft, lips drop delicate kisses to his forehead, his eyelids, the tip of his nose. He feels so loved, so cherished, he begins to cry in his sleep. That’s when he feels warm breath on his neck, and whispers in his ear. Hush, now, angel … I’m here … Love you so much … Missed you … Wake up now, angel … He wants to believe it’s not a dream, but he's too scared to open his eyes. Instead, he moves, just a bit, to see if he can feel … oh. Maybe not a dream? A solid, physical presence is lying on the sofa with him. He opens his eyes and gazes at the most precious sight in the world. “Crowley, darling,” he sighs, and wraps his arm around the demon.
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Thanks to my betas: @on1occasionfork @gaiaseyes451 and @missunderstoodlyrics
Thanks to @on1occasionfork for the graphic!
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What's this a double post?!?! Yah cause I feel this deserves it own post :D Heaven's Calling:
Lyrics by Sixbynine, Vocals by Vavoommy Musical accompaniament to Heaven's Calling
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Chapters: 22/22 Fandom: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens), Anathema Device, Agnes Nutter, Gabriel (Good Omens), Michael (Good Omens) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Human, Music, Musicians, Alternate Universe - Music, Aziraphale Has a Penis (Good Omens), Crowley Has a Penis (Good Omens), Cellist, Guitarist Crowley (Good Omens), Cellist Aziraphale (Good Omens), Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Whump, Heavy Angst, Angst and Feels, Aziraphale is Bad at Feelings (Good Omens), Crowley is a Sweetheart (Good Omens), Anathema Device Has the Brain Cell, Crowley & Anathema Device Friendship, Foster Care, Adopted Sibling Relationship, Adoption, Not a AziraCrow kid fic, Religion, Religious Content, Author is an Atheist though, original lyrics, Past Abuse, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Abuse, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Enemies to Friends, Aziraphale is a Mess (Good Omens), Aziraphale Has Religious Trauma (Good Omens), Anxiety, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Eating Disorder Not Otherwise Specified, Food Issues Summary:
Aziraphale Whitegate is a cellist, the pride and joy of the wealthy and well known, God-fearing, Whitegate family. He is front and centre of their church community, representing everything the family stands for. Talent, dedication, class, subservience and above all else the image of perfection Gabriel has carefully crafted for them.
Crowley hates him the second he meets him. From the tip of his polished shoes to his perfectly buttoned shirt Aziraphale represents the worst of society as far as the guitarist is concerned. Now he’s expected to play alongside him and make nice, even though Aziraphale isn’t exactly making it easy.
But people’s lives are a lot more complicated under the surface. @goodomensafterdark
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The penultimate chapter of "Friends Don't" is up!
The drive to Crowley’s flat was quiet except for the soft Christmas music on the radio. At traffic lights, they’d catch each other stealing glances, trading shy smiles before looking away. Aziraphale’s stomach fluttered every time he caught those golden eyes raking over him with that curious, almost hungry look. It struck him suddenly that they were about to be alone together—no public spaces, no need to maintain appearances.
The thought made his heart race.
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Scorn and the Saint-Maker, chapter 24; Intermezzo: Love like yours will surely come my way
Scorn and the Saint-Maker is a murder mystery/ineffable husbands romance/who-turned-them-human Good Omens fanfic, set at a university in Scotland, with lots of (as-yet skippable) level-5 smut, ✨sexy maths✨ (reportedly), and one trans angel
Rating: Chapter rated G (?!?), no warnings. Fic rated E (for as-yet skippable smut).
Excerpt:
We have read the great philosophers together, you and I. We are people of science and reason. So I will attempt to explain this scientifically even though our modern science is what is keeping us from true understanding Yet again, words fail me. I shall try to speak plainly. I have found a method to contact the so-called monsters of old. Those who were deemed evil, held to be less worthy. Like us. Those who were cast out and named insects and vermin, because unlike us, they could not hide their deviance. Those for whom even the benevolent almighty God showed no mercy.
Read chapter 24 on AO3 ➡️ or start from the beginning ↩️ (102k words, WIP)
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Christmas Drabbles: Day 18
Rating: E
TW/CW: Occasional Explicit Sexual Content; Implied Sexual Content
Summary: A series of Drabbles, one for every day of December 2024. These serve absolutely no purpose except to spread holiday cheer. Some funny, some cozy, some a bit saucy. A bit of smut. Mind the tags.
Day 17 Summary: A walk in St. James's Park turns into an opportunity to fulfill a long-held wish.
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Or Start With Day 1
Graphic provided by @on1occasionfork
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She’s stunning @theonevoice !!
@isiaiowin I’m totally getting why you’re obsessed 🥰
Dark Stork
Inspired by this poem by Space Giraffe, and with the crucial (Palpatine-style) moral support of @isiaiowin of course!
I've discovered in the process of finding ref pics for this that black storks freak me out - don't ask me why, they're just creepy.
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The Edging Cut: Chapter 13 Anthony Crowley, Hockey Player
It’s time for Crowley’s first game, has he done enough to prepare? Has Aziraphale done enough?
Find out here:
Or if you want to start from the beginning- click this one:
Thank you to everyone reading along or patiently waiting for a complete fic to read… it’s such a fun write, I can’t wait to share more!!
@bingothedingo666 HOCKEY BUTT
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⚡️⏰Friday I’m In Love [PODFIC] —NOW COMPLETE! ⏰⚡️
We’re done! Merry Christmas!
Final four chapters of Friday I’m in Love by my amazing and talented friend, u/blackjeans93!
Fic Summary:
Due to unwelcome news given to him by Aziraphale, Crowley accidentally breaks time. How can he fix it? And more to the point - does he really want to?
Wrap it up from Chapter 15!
Or
🎧⚡️⏰Start From the Beginning!⏰⚡️🎧
Can I get a wahoo?
It's been an absolute joy to do this podfic. u/blackjeans93 is an amazing person and friend, and I really did need something sweet (mmm churros...) and fluffy to close out the year. Thank you for letting me run with this!
I'd also like to thank @paperclipninja for once again producing a beautiful theme! Having music for my pods custom scored by you makes me feel so spoiled, and everything you have made here is perfect. Thanks for rocking it once again! Here's to an infinite time loop of more Clip music! 🥃
Thanks to the totally F-able @ineffablecrankshaft, who lent me the use of his gorgeous cover art that was made for the original fic, you're a gem darling.
Last but not least, one final glorious loop of gratitude to my beloved beta listeners, @firstvisittoearth, @theonewiththeshippinggoogles, and @wingsofopal who have helped me clean and polish each of these chapters every week—I don't know what I'd do without you!!! ❤️
Once again, if you enjoy the pod, definitely give u/blackjeans93’s original fic some kudos too! Please also support Jeans on her patreon!🖤👖
Wahoo!!!! ⚡️😈⚡️
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Hmm, did I learn my lesson? Should I tag the account????
*sigh* fine @kotias I'll do it right this time.
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#good omens podfic#good omens#aziracrow#good omens smut#Season 1 Canon Compliant#Time Loop#Crowley POV#Crowley's a bit sneky#Beware the Churros
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Reversed Veil of Worlds
Chapter 3 - Page 61
- And now a little bit from the show, we have our Koka attempting to make a nebula. But Azi's expression on the bottom panel is so darn cute!!! Also, I have decided to open the comic into a full collab with other writers, beta readers, and artists. So hopefully I can get more content and pages out faster. Thank you to those helping me out.
Beginning - Previous - Next
Come support me on my Patreon, where you will get early viewing and extra content! Link here: https://www.patreon.com/DaneeCastillo
I have also started a discord group for this comic, don't hesitate to join it! https://discord.gg/xVG6xg2SD7
To see the previous chapters I have posted both chapters on AO3. I'm in the process of shopping for a Website host so we can have a Reversed Veil website.
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🕊️ The Season of Nightingales 🕊️
🍾🎉! FIC COMPLETE !🎉🍾
IT'S DONE. 🥹
This is it.
This is the end of the story that made me get my AO3 account.
I've had this thing burning in my brain ever since the end of S2 came out in the summer of 2023, prompting the immediate need for resolution.
And now I finally have it. I hope you've enjoyed it too.
Read it from the beginning here:
🕊️The Season of Nightingales🕊️
Fic Summary:
The Second Coming looms large. In this tale following the season after affection's seed is planted with a kiss, Aziraphale must keep his vow to fix Heaven before it’s too late, without asking the impossible from Crowley. As the effort is complicated by unexpected friends, an ex-Inspector Constable, a guileful Metatron, and a Heavenly floor full of the Blessed Dead—Aziraphale and Crowley find navigating their relationship is not mutually exclusive from saving the world from Armageddon. Somewhere, somehow, there is an outcome where the Nightingales sing in Berkeley Square. The angels just need each other—and maybe a little help—to find it.
Final Chapter Excerpt:
Curtains of blossoming flowers and ivy fell over the window, casting leafy shadows against the opposite wall. The trim had been completely taken over by lengthy wandering branches that erupted from the gap beneath the door. Telescoping circles of sunshine cast a dreamy glow into the room. Angelic and demonic eyes adjusted to it, absorbing the yellow-green dawn with growing awe.
🕊️Finish the Fic from Chapter 36!🕊️
and with that... I'm done!
🖤✨🖤✨🖤✨🖤✨🖤✨🖤✨🖤✨🖤✨🖤✨🖤✨🖤✨🖤✨🖤✨🖤✨🖤
🖤Time for a MASSIVE list of shoutouts!🖤
First, thanks to @addledmongoose, my first beta and one who helped me correct some of my long errant grammar stupidity and encouraged me when this fic (and my AO3 account) was just a wee baby.
Next, r/GoodOmensAfterDark, the GOAD Writers Guild, and @whickberstreetwriters, and all the lovely mods and modlings who have made those communities thrive!
Next, I bow low at the feet of my beloved betas — u/blackjeans93, @dbacklot99, and @demonsandpieohmy. Thank you from the bottom of my black heart, for putting up with my late ass updates while providing all the TLC I needed throughout these last few months. 🖤🖤🖤
Shoutout to @wiblywoblytimeywimey754 for her linguistic skills on Agnes Nutter!
And finally, thanks to the rest of you. To you GOADers, you GO tumblrs, you readers who leave comments and kudos and encouraged me to complete this instead of leaving it at chapter one. Thanks to the ones who were cheering me on from the sidelines.
Thanks to all of you.
I owe you all a glass of Talisker 🥃 and a mighty cheers!
To the world, lovelies!
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Fin.
Hm....
Something feels unfinished.
But what could I be missing...?????
🤔🫣🤭
Pspspsps.... @kotias......... did I do it right? 😇
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