#Camp Armagetalong

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Okay chapter six is nearly ready. However I do have to share something that was inspired by a comment from @jennythepenny. Behold a microcosm of my summer camp good omens au madness.

Technically Newt shouldn’t count because he’s a twig man but shhhh. Also honourable mentions to Aziraphale but you’re too smart to be considered a himbo.

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Me beep booping on my phone writing my dumbass summer camp AU fic where I make two characters that don’t even interact in canon (well…I mean I guess technically but not really) best friends because I think they’d vibe and removing all the miscommunication with a vacuum because that’s my least favourite trope is a certified level 4 moment. I know it’s nowhere near canon I simply could not give less of a shit it’s just for the lols and to soothe my soul because almost no one else writes my rare BROTPs so I guess I’m gonna do it myself. Yes this IS where my blog name comes from I have a habit of ignoring all the established ships and friendships and saying ‘okay but what if these two were besties. Sibling coded even. I know they hate eachother but what if they didn’t.’ The BROTP queen. Level 4 is great just don’t hate on canon because of it I hate when people do that.

it came to my realization that 99% of my fandom related headaches would be cured if everyone understood this

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Progress on chapter 8 is going great! (She lies. It’s slow going lol.) Gabriel’s POV again. Here’s a little sneak-peak.

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Guess who managed to miraculously write a chapter in one day? Yes, that’s right, me when I’m supposed to be doing something important! Everyone knows that’s the only time writers get motivations. Aziracrow lovers, angst lovers, and dumb-shit-these-characters-do lovers, come get your food! (Once again, if you like the fic follow the fic not my blog here. Say it with me people who’ve read the last two chapters: ✨anxiety✨. I’ll stop reminding this after this chapter dw.)

And bonus: my shittily PicCollage edited examples of the four main dynamics in this fic and also the shittily put together camp logo which is mostly a png. Yes graphic design is my passion /J. I’m very sorry idk the OG artists of the base things (except the one from TikTok that has the creators name in it) but if you do please tell me I’ll add their names here:

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So I’m trying to do some important stuff so the next chapter of Camp Armagetalong may take a little longer. Hopefully tomorrow or the next day. In the meantime have more dumb PicCollage content. Features the MCs and the other councillors.

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Me writing my fic, having Aziraphale as a university literature student hoping to become an author (okay do I get points for being a LITTLE different than bookshop owner or professor?), meanwhile Crowley is doing astronomy:…

I like how good omens au’s give C&A their jobs.

Crowleys is a doctor, stripper, scientist, botany/history proffesor, sex worker, preist, reptile shop owner, flower shop owner, barista, IT worker, bussines man, police, astronomist, influencer etc

Aziraphale is a bookshop owner. He MIGHT be a proffesor. In literature.

(Look in the reposts for recs)

[brotpqueen]

Hi! So this is my first proper post on here that isn’t a reblog from someone else. It’s a link to my fanfic! (Btw if you like the fic plz subscribe to the fic itself not follow me on here I like to monitor who follows me on tumblr for safety reasons. Anxiety yk.) It’s a WIP and I’m probably gonna update slow but I’ll try my best. It’s a summer camp AU featuring Crowley and Gabriel as brothers with issues™️, Aziraphale and Beelzebub as head councillors that are done with everyone’s shit, and all your fave characters!

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Okay listen I’m working on the next chapter but Gabriel is a bitch to write for. I am neither a man nor an overconfident little bastard (though that last one is debatable) so I don’t relate to him as much as the others which makes writing more complicated. This bitch is tiring. Also as y’all know I have no idea how to write romantic tension, especially not of the enemies-to-lovers variety. Here’s some incorrect quotes while you guys wait (with some lore drops about the AU if you look hard enough). Thanks for being so patient, gang.

Hairdresser: How would you like your hair cut? Beelzebub: Preferably with scissors, but a sword could be badass.

(if you read chapter one you already know my Beez makes terrible decisions about their hair.)

Anathema: I'm at a loss for words! Newt: Despite being ‘at a loss for words’, Anathema yelled at me for the next 45 minutes.

(Newt is the incompetent one in the group but he’s so sweet they keep him around anyway)

Gabriel: There. How do I look? Shax: Like a cheap French harlot. Gabriel: French?!

(Former Cyberbully VS Also Former Cyberbully. At least Shax is creative with it.)

Aziraphale: Crowley, can you help me? All of my clothes keep disappearing for some reason. Crowley, wearing a hoodie that's 5 times bigger than their size: Spooky.

(…Obviously.)

Aziraphale: What the fuck is wrong with you?? Beelzebub: What? No good morning? Aziraphale: Good morning, what the fuck is wrong with you??

(This is literally all of their conversations up until they were like fourteen and Aziraphale gave up on being a good influence and joined in the batshit)

Shax: You're smiling. What happened? Crowley: What? Can't I smile just because I feel like it? Aziraphale: Gabriel tripped and fell down the stairs today.

(They’re the worst brothers ever <3)

Beelzebub: When I was your age- Aziraphale, mocking Beelzebub: When I was your height. Beelzebub: Beelzebub: Listen here you little shit-

(Beez is completely ignoring that Aziraphale is literally like a month older than them)

Hastur: I wouldn’t put it in those words exactly. Newt: Why not? Hastur: Because I don't know what they mean.

(Hastur is a himbo. In this context both affectionate and derogatory. Love ya, ya dumbass.)

The Squad is gathered in the living room for a meeting Maggie: walks in and sits on Nina’s lap The Squad: … Newt: Why are you sitting there? Maggie: There’s no free seats! Newt: But we made sure there was enough room for- Nina: hugs Maggie tightly There are no free seats.

(Nina and Maggie are just here to cuddle and see shit go down tbh.)

Aziraphale: I honestly feel like some of our conversations here are almost word-for-word accurate to the generator. Anathema: Yup. Beelzebub: Maybe the generator is watching us. Aziraphale: Wouldn't that imply this conversation will be added? Aziraphale: … Aziraphale: Wait—

(Never let the smart ones™️ near alcohol they’re existential little fucks already we don’t need a philosophical debate at the campfire)

Shax: Some of us are still ‘it’ from a childhood game of tag. Uriel: Way to just fuck me up on a Tuesday.

(Shax is studying psychology at college/uni SOLELY so she can use it to fuck with people.)

Crowley: We need a plan to beat them. Aziraphale: Okay, listen up. First, we fill their shoes with wet cat food. Crowley: Aziraphale: Judge me all you want, I get results.

(And people say Bee is a bad influence. Really! He’s much better at being a devious little shit now, so I’d call that a good influence!)

One of the campers: running towards Beelzebub with open arms Beelzebub: moves out of the way One of the campers: Hey, why'd you move?! Beelzebub: I thought you were going to attack me. One of the campers: I was going to hug you! Beelzebub: Why would you hug me? One of the campers: WHY WOULD I ATTACK YOU!?

(They have issues okay. Stay tuned for that shit show!)

Shax: I am free of all prejudice. I hate everyone equally.

(She’s the worst I love her.)

Beelzebub: It’s too early in the morning for this. sent at 11:57 AM

(Aziraphale at many points throughout the years since they chose their name: your name is Beelzebub not Belphegor. Get up and go eat.)

Crowley: Fuck capitalism. It's a rigged system that keeps us poor and it isn't fair. You shouldn't need to work three jobs to afford basic necessities. Crowley, playing Monopoly: Sorry, if you wanted to win you should have tried not being poor.

(He looses all morals when it comes to board games. Also shut up Crowley your mother is like as rich as God…almost literally.)

Hastur: Hey, Aziraphale you're smart, tell me what would happen if I chugged 3 gallons of chloroform. Aziraphale: Have you ever been to a mortuary? Hastur: Yea, my grandma lives there. Uriel: That is the worst response to that question.

Aziraphale: I literally cannot believe I let you talk me into this. Beelzebub: I literally said “I have an idea,” and you just went along with it without question.

(This is just their entire dynamic in this fic. Literally. This is how they end up in so many situations™️)

Beelzebub, to Nina: You know, Gabriel can be really aggressive, so it's important to take all the necessary precautions when approaching. Beelzebub: blows airhorn at Gabriel GET FUCKED!

(They’re still in the enemies stage of enemies-to-lovers…Also Crowley approves this method.)

Beelzebub: I've met a lot of pricks in my time, but you, Gabriel, are a fucking cactus.

(Wait why is that just something I would have them say.)

Uriel: We need to distract these guys. Shax: Leave it to me. Shax: Centaurs have six limbs and are therefore insects. Discuss. The smart ones™️: immediately begin arguing

(More psych student Shax knowing her friends eerily well! She’s a nightmare!)

Gabriel: What have I done wrong?! Crowley: Everything. For your entire life.

(They are in SEVERE need of character development…shame no one around here is doing that. *whistles totally inconspicuously, definitely not ignoring the WIP that’s open in my notes right now*)

Maggie: Which country has the most birds? Maggie: Portu-geese! Uriel: That's a language. Maggie: Portu-gull? Uriel: Good recovery. Newt: I think you mean good re-dovery. Anathema: TURKEY. HOW DID WE MISS TURKEY?

(This is what’s happening while the MCs are off doing MC shit)

Crowley: We’re going to have to split up, like in Scooby Doo. Crowley, to Newt and Hastur: You guys are Scooby and Shaggy. You can search the bathrooms. Crowley, to Aziraphale: Velma, you get the spooky looking fridge in the basement. Aziraphale: What? Why am I Velma? And why do I get the… dubious looking device? Crowley: Because only Velma would say “dubious device”. Aziraphale gets the spooky fridge in the basement. Gabriel: And what does that make you, Fred? Crowley: Bitch, I’m Daphne.

(The real reason Crowley and Gabriel hate eachother so much is that there’s only room for one dramatic little bitch in their family and they both think it should be them.)

Maggie: I'm not superstitious… But I am a little stitious.

(My underrated queen!)

Hastur: I know where you live. Uriel: Where? Hastur: In a house.

(Uriel spends half of their time at camp facepalming. This is what they get for being normal in a sea of weirdos.)

Okay that’s it for now see y’all soon hopefully with the next chapter!

[brotpqueen]

Finally, FINALLY finished chapter nine! Yes it took over a month but I was lost in antartica or whatever a good reason is. Angst time!!!

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Same I literally took these characters, kept a few key traits and made them dumbass teenagers. I can’t draw faces for SHIT so here’s the Picrews of my main 4 as I imagine them in story. Gabriel’s is the one I’m least happy with because I couldn’t find anything to fit lol.

Here’s the link cuz I’d feel wrong not including it: https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/587862

That's it. Aziraphale and Crowley? My characters now.

Meet my ocs

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Second chapter of my dumbass summer camp AU now up! Crowley (and Gabriel) time! (Once again, if you like the story please subscribe to that itself rather than following me here my anxiety cannot handle more followers than just my moots.)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/55929892/chapters/142148956#workskin

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Forgot to post this when I uploaded chapter 5 yesterday!

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I FINALLY managed to finish chapter six I’m so sorry it took this long. Come get your food, Crowley fans, it’s his POV time again.

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OH MY STARS I LOVE IT!!! thank you so much, it's amazing!! 😭😭

Aight so. As we move into the summer season I have been struck with inspiration for a new AU. It is a summer camp AU. All the MCs are roughly 18/19. I’ve started enjoy the idea of Crowley as an archangel and the archangels being his siblings cuz that’s very dramatic and I’ve been exposed to a lot of that content so that’s here now too. Also I made my two favourite characters friends because of course I did that’s what I always do in every fandom I’ve ever been in.

(Featuring friends to lovers Aziracrow and enemies to lovers Ineffable Bureaucracy obviously.)

So the perspective is split between the four main characters. Gabriel Archer, his half brother Anthony J Crowley (Known mostly as Crowley) same mother (Gods human character that looks like Frances Mcdormand, most likely named Godiva or something similar) different fathers. They are constantly fighting and being general little nightmares, never seeming to be able to agree on anything and taking arguments way too far (bringing up each others fathers; Gabes died and Crowley’s was shitty, getting into actual physical altercations and getting eachother in trouble at school) so their mother decides to send them to a summer camp as councillors for bonding and teamwork purposes. She’s trying okay. Gabriel just turned 19 and Crowley is 18.

And on the other side are the head councillors, Aziraphale (known as A, Azi, Zira or variations on ‘shithead’ and the like by Beez cuz they’re a little bitch) Prince and Beelzebub (known as Beez) Hellborne. They’re 18 but have been attending this summer camp since they were 11 (they’re known as ‘legacy campers’).

This is their second year as councillors so they’ve been given a promotion bc the last head councillors left. To most people they seem like the world’s least likely friendship but they just vibe. It’s probably the undiagnosed autism. They love food and classic literature (I think Beez would like Lovecraftian horror and more horror-y stuff like Frankenstein, Dracula, Jekyll and Hyde etc. while we obviously know Aziraphale has a preference for Jane Austen.) and manage to be equally terrible influences on eachother (aziraphale is that one friend who will suggest something and then be like ‘oh no don’t actually do it I was joking!’ While having a shit-eating grin on his face because he knows damn well they’ll do the thing).

Beez is better at handling activities (surprise surprise so is Gabe) while Zira is better at handling the campers themselves (surprise surprise so is Crowley) since he tends to be gentler. (Eg. Beez will try to get the campers attention by yelling ‘okay, maggots!’ And Aziraphale will literally just bop them on the head with the book he’s holding and glare at them until they say something non-aggressive. ‘Beez we talked about this you can’t yell at the 11 year olds.’ ‘Why not? My older siblings yelled at me when I was that age.’ ‘…Well we’re going to have to unpack THAT later. Also hold my book I wanna go talk to Crowley.’)

Aziraphales family is homophobic and Beelzebubs are generally pretty toxic and involved in some bad crimey stuff (they have six brothers, the other deadly sins) so camp is their favourite time of year and they will not tolerate these new councillors messing their safe place up.

The owner and guidance councillor of the camp, ‘Sergeant’ Shadwell and ‘Madam’ Tracy, who are definitely-not-secretly-pining love these two, Shadwell calls them and the other councillors his ‘officers’ and Tracy tells them they’re stars.

So the bros™️ show up at camp and are intoducd to the other councillors, including the buddies™️, queue an ‘oh no he’s hot’ squidward moment as the brothers realise this summer may not be so bad after all. Queue shenanigans, no one being good at feelings, matchmaking, healing relationships and found family feels.

still need to think of a name for the damn camp though.

OH MY GOSH this is an absolutely GENIUS idea!! I absolutely adore this...

(dies inside as i instantly think "OOH! Camp Armagetalong–!" I'm a sucker for puns and word play...)

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Greetings! Guess who finally managed to write quickly for once! Yes I did write half of this already as I was writing 6 but shhh let’s pretend I’m competent. Quick warning this chapter is pretty heavy. Proper warning at the top of the chapter.

Also! I’ve started drawing stuff! Here’s a crusty old ‘polaroid’ of our beloved head councillors hanging out at the lake as either 11 or 12 year olds. They don’t quite remember. It’s not super but I had fun.

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Finally got the fourth chapter done!