#complete Good Omens fic

[nosferatini]

🕊️ 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!

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🖤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!

...

Fin.

Hm....

Something feels unfinished.

But what could I be missing...?????

🤔🫣🤭

Pspspsps.... @kotias......... did I do it right? 😇

[p4nishers]

no really ALL im saying is if aziraphale was infront of ME and me only and even gave me a smallest amount of attention i would've already confessed right there. wouldn't have taken me 5 minutes let alone 6000 YEARS. nuh uh. especially if he slutted me out while dressed like THAT in 1793 or rizzed me up in 1941. i may be oblivious but im not dumb as fuck and i would've taken THE FUCKING HINT. unlike SOMEONE. ugh if only i was in crowley's place this shitshow wouldn't have taken more than aziraphale's eyelashes to flutter once and i'm done for the wedding is already in full swing oh lookie here a priest appeared completely out of nowhere how odd how mysterious!! anyway we must not waste this opportunity let's just get over w it for completely normal regular reasons YEP!! nothing to see here just a perfectly regular every day wedding !! like come on man atp u gotta blame urself for wasting opportunities like that

[fuzzygoblin]

We All Scream for Ice Cream - 🎆 ✨ Now Complete!

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Word count: 71271

Rating: Explicit

Chapters: 18/18

We've made it to the end; Crowley's final big decision and a glimpse into their future together. Enjoy responsibly. Or irresponsibly, both work just fine in my opinion. 🍨 🍦 ☕

My eternal gratitude to u/ckocek who beta'd this crazy fic and improved my punctuation and laughed along in all the right places and called me out if I missed the mark. And thank you to @goodomensafterdark

[goodomensao3tagoftheday]

[sunrisesinthesuburbs]

Beautiful Things

Rating: M

Chapters: 12/12, complete! (65k)

TAGS: Actor Aziraphale; Chef Crowley; Both are Disgraced; Isle of Skye; Autumn Romance; Falling in Love; Dogs; Rain; Bickering; Awkward Flirting; Idyllic Country Life

Two London snobs (accomplished professionals highly respected in their fields, thank you very much) are forced to stop and reconsider their life and career choices after a horrible summer. Strongly encouraged by their entourage to take a break and reconnect with nature, whatever that means, they find themselves on the same idyllic Scottish island by some strange twist of fate. New neighbours and temporary owners of two nearly identical cottages that are in desperate need of new plumbing and better kitchens, burned out actor Aziraphale and disgraced chef Crowley can’t stop running into each other. 

Autumn on the Isle of Skye is rainy and lonely, and everyone needs some company. And if the company is so good that parting seems unbearable, it’s just part of the magic of the island, surely. Afterall, they only have one autumn.

chapter twelve: are there still beautiful things?

[shades-o-grey]

"The Little Dance" - (How Not to Bet With a Demon)

Rated G, ~3.5k Words

Summary:

Of course, a 'proper' apology between Aziraphale and Crowley had to involve an over-the-top and mortifying ritual.

What is contrition compared to pageantry? But that wasn't how it started. An 'apology' wasn't the original purpose of their 'Little Dance'.

No... The ritual began as most regrets do. With an astonishing amount of alcohol, some farcical bickering, And a bet...

Excerpt:

Honestly. Aziraphale should have known better than to enter a wager with a demon. He should have known better than to keep imbibing with one too. But they were both far too deep in the cups by that point for the matter to even be considered. Such is the risk with excellent wine and good company. That and the temptation of proving Crowley wrong for once was just too, well... Tempting.

...

"Aaand~ what should the winner demand of the loser then?" Crowley asked, gazing lazily into his something'th goblet of mead that he held within the loose grasp of his long fingers-

Aziraphale contrastingly was prim-

He closed his eyes, his lips pouted in concentration as he seriously considered his answer. "Buying... lunch?"

He suggested the first thing to pop into his head.

...

Read it on Ao3!

Big Thanks to the supremely talented @eybefioro and @bellisima-writes for their time and enthusiasim- my good friend Rose who let me talk their ear off about a a fic for a show they've never watched. And to TNAN on Discord and all the new and talented friends I've met there.

[emotional-support-demon-crowley]

Is Not That Strange?

Chapter 28 brings this Good Omens human AU to a close.

"For man is a giddy thing, and this is my conclusion..."

I'm grateful for all who have taken the time to read my words. I hope they inspired feelings of worth and left you better than you were before you started.

[kneelbeforeyourdogbabylon]

Sins of Knowledge

🌟NOW COMPLETE!🌟

Hear that ka-chunk-crash-smash-splat? Yep. It's the final chap of Sins of Knowledge, my Good Omens sex pollen AU fic, dropping like a glass beaker full of unknown volatile chemicals all over that pristine lab floor!

Clocking in at a final word count of: 143,582 👀 I am so proud of this one, and I still can't believe it's actually finished. Many many thanks to the mods and participants of the High Pollen Count Event for instigating, to @gaiaseyes451 and @cheeseplants for being the most patient and amazing betas in existence, to @goodomensafterdark for being the best most feral most fertile and most friendly goblin pit on reddit, and to everyone who read along or is reading now 🥰

Click for CW/TW, summary, and excerpt!

CW/TW and tags:

sex pollen, explicit content, dubious consent, ethical concerns, human AU, university AU, more tags at AO3. New warnings for this chapter include: mind control (LOTS of mind control, group mind control, ugly not sexy), catering hell, classist shit, health events, body horror/body transformation, lightning striking people, threat of cop/law enforcement interrogation, human rights violations probably incoming, fighting, threatening, when animals attack, gore, blood, offscreen mauling. If you'd like more info, or if there are any tags you want me to add, please feel free to DM me!

For fun, here’s the original summary for the whole work, back when chap 1 posted in April. (APRIL. APRIL! WOW):

Anthony J. Crowley and Aziraphale Fell are just two typical at-odds doctoral students fighting over a university library study room, when they get caught up in an illicit science plot with mind-controlling formulas brewed by an evil chemistry dean! There are Potions! Science labs! Creepy Surveillance! Corporate crap! Libraries and librarians! Sushi! Audited classes! GRADES and FINAL RESEARCH PAPERS! Wheee! Mwhaha! Anyway: will Aziraphale and Crowley stop fucking long enough to beat the devil and save the day? Or will the formulas change them in ways they never dreamed possible? A Human AU (but also a monster/creature AU).

Chapter 16 summary:

Picks up right where chapter 15 left off, at Dr Lanchester’s big presentation. Aziraphale and his crew infiltrate the event as caterers. Things go pear-shaped. The end is nigh!

Chapter 16 excerpt:

A cold harsh whisper then, in his ear: “Don’t move.” Somewhere in between his reaching out to Anthony and coming back, the lights in Geoffrey Hall had been dimmed. There were small electric candles at each table so the guests could still see their plates, but otherwise the only light was trained on the stage. The white sheet-swathed boxes glowed under hanging spots, and Lanchester stood at the center alongside a podium, affixing an earpiece mic to his head. “Sorry for the TEDtalk atmosphere,” he intoned, his voice suddenly deep and resonant and rolling over the room. Knowing chuckles rippled through the audience. “But I tend to present better when I can move about. And I think you’ll all thank me tonight for doing my best.” The needle dug harder into Aziraphale’s neck as Lanchester looked directly at him.

Read it at the AO3!

Or start from the beginning here

[fearandhatred]

found this in my notes app. this is so fucking funny actually i can't even remember if this was a dream or if i thought of this awake

[aidaran-alha]

A fic based on one of Gleafer’s amazing drawings! Follow her here: https://www.tumblr.com/gleafer and in her Patreon!

Fandom: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett Rating: General Audiences Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens)

Summary:

The Second Coming has been averted. Everything is perfect, Crowley and Aziraphale living together, a silent agreement not to talk about what happened in Heaven, what happened after they parted ways in the bookshop. Except that the angel keeps forgetting who he is, thinking time and again he's human.

And this time Crowley decides he's had enough.

------ “I… I know you. But I can’t remember your name. Why can’t I?” Crowley just waited patiently as the angel bit a cake. The first times he’d jumped in to fill in the blanks, to provide all the information. He knew better now, even if he was desperately gulping his espresso, trying to stop his leg from drumming on the floor. “I… I left you. I didn’t want to. I had to — I had to do something. A kiss. I remember a kiss.”

“Yes.”

“There was coffee involved,” the angel opened his eyes at that, and looked at the tea and cakes in front of him. “Why was there coffee? I don’t like coffee. You know I don’t like coffee, you ordered me tea. Why? Help me. Help me remember.”

“That’s what I’m doing, angel. This is me helping.”

“My head is empty.”

“Just tell me all you know.”

[hibyefics]

🌼🌺🌸

i wanted to write something deeply indulgent and fluffy, so i did! this fic is all domestic south downs smut 🥰

it's called creature comforts

🌼🌼 you can read it here 🌼🌼

tags and other info under the cut bc it's a little long

the non-penetrative tag applies to the entire fic btw

[nosferatini]

✨Factory Settings [PODFIC]✨

Podfic Complete!

💫This is how it ends💫

Podfic of the post season 2 fanfic wherein Crowley is reinstated as an angel.

Continue from Chapter 56 Or…

🎧✨Start Here!✨🎧

Featuring:

More Gorgeous Music by @paperclipninja

Incredible Cover Art by @smurff-a-durff

And yet more glorious gif art by @onedappercat (Support Dapper on patreon!)

Undying gratitude to my betas in the Factory Settings Auditorium, who stuck with me for the duration of 60 whole fricking chapters! @theonewiththeshippinggoogles @firstvisittoearth @wingsofopal @zin-lynn-c @ghst-signal and u/NegotiationReal6508 on @goodomensafterdark!

Phew! 😅

We did it, we survived! This has been so much fun and such a ride. I cannot thank the people above enough for your support, you’ve all made such a huge difference in this project, I literally don’t know what I would’ve done without you! Thank you for everything!!! 😘🙏🥰

# To the world! 🥂

@whickberstreetwriters

[beastsovrevelation]

If it isn't my beloved celestial harpy, most holy Michael the Archangel herself (meaning, I turned this into proper line-art). ⚔ Good Omens has insulted her, but she will always be Supreme Commander of the Heavenly Host in my mind, and in my fics. I can only try to do her justice.

What do you think, should I colour it? It almost looks like a colouring page, I'm tempted to print it, and colour it with pencils or markers. ✏

[elenthyaolyenths]

OMG ELENTHYA IM GONNA GO INSANE I JUST SAW RHE COVER ART YOU DID FOR BLOU AND OH MY GOD IT IS SO BEAUTIFUL IT HAS SO MUCH ENERGY IT IS SO AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA IM SO OBSESSED CROWLEY'S HAIR IS SO FLOWY AND THE CAR OMG AND THE LOGOS AND EVERYTHIGS AND THE STARRY BACKGROUND

Sorry. Sorry. I. I'm normal.

Love tour art toure amazing I wanna paint it on my walls so I can look at it everyday

💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛

EEEEEEEYBE my dear, your ask was one of the firsts I have ever gotten, and I was so happy and so shy about it that I didn't know then what I had to do with it! So I kept it, and time passed while I was hesitating, and then after all of that, I thought it was too late...

But it isn't, I know now! And now let me answer properly, so:

EYBEFIORO YOU ARE THE BEST SERIAL COMMENT WRITER I HAVE EVER HAD IN MY ARTIST LIFE AND I WANNA BASK ALL DAY IN THE LIGHT OF YOUR AMAZING CHEERINGS AND YOUR WONDERFUL GENTLENESS PLEASE PLEASE NEVER STOP THANK YOUUUUU 🎉🥂🙏❤️‍🩹🥰🥹🤣😊

And please everybody, show @eybefioro some love and if you want, go discover their current fanfiction! Summary 🔽

Crowley has been lonely ever since the beginning of time, but with every millennia it gets harder and harder to deal with it.

Warlock Dowling can't remember a time when he didn't feel alone. Having lost his parents early, he didn't had the opportunity to feel otherwise.

One day, they meet at the park.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57061705/chapters/145121728

[raz-writes-the-thing]

Bear It All (Good Omens Drabble)

Aziraphale x Crowley + GN!Reader / requests are open and encouraged

Summary: You reflect on the fact that you love Crowley and he doesn't love you back quite the way you want him to.

CW: hurt no comfort, angst, idk why y'all want this haha

Good Omens Drabble: @coffee-and-red-lipstick @quickslvxrr @clarina04 @motionlessindoubt (send an ask to be added to a tag list!)

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Being a mortal had never been so fucking disappointing. Being a mortal and being friends with immortal beings? Even less so. Being a mortal and being in love with one of your immortal friends? Well, it was no guess who drew the fucking short straw in that scenario. 

What made it worse was the fact that you were basically your immortal friends’ third wheel. Or pet. Take your pick. And why would your immortal bestie feel the same way as you did about him? You were a mortal. Your life was a mere blink in comparison to theirs. If that. Maybe less than a blink. 

Being in love with an immortal Demon provided you with a particularly unique position on longing and emotional pain. Having something so close and yet so far out of reach was some type of torture. And there was no torture quite like being in love with Crowley.

And Crowley was within reach. A lot. He was always draping himself over you, your furniture, his partner Aziraphale. Particularly if the space he was draping himself over was warm. You cherished those moments when he allowed himself to relax enough to let go and let you in, but you dreaded them too. 

Not that you didn’t want to be there for him. You may want to be with him as his life partner, but you also wanted to be a good friend too. On the even rarer occasions that Crowley opened up to you enough to tell you about some of the heaviest things that weighed upon his mind, well, you did your best- let’s put it that way. 

But no matter how supportive you were, how loving, how kind… Crowley always went back home to Aziraphale. A day, a week. It didn’t matter. He always went home to his great love. In some ways it made you feel used, but you knew he didn’t mean it that way. Aziraphale was just able to get him in a way you couldn’t. Uniquely predisposed to understand, you supposed.

You’d never give up your friendship with Crowley and Aziraphale. They meant far too much to let your heart get in the way, but that didn’t mean you weren’t going to cry yourself to sleep every so often because you craved Crowley’s arms around you. It didn’t mean that you wouldn’t find yourself replaying a voicemail left on your phone every once in a while just to hear his voice. 

No, you’d never give up your friendship with your Angel and Demon no matter what. Some things are worth the pain they cause. This friendship? Is worth all the pain it causes and worse.

You’ll bear it all, for you and for them. For as long as they’ll have you in their lives.

[mageofthepeople]

Writer's Guild presents The Lady of Rheged ch 9 (NOW COMPLETE)

Title: The Lady of Rheged finale ch 9

Rating E

TW/CW: sex

Summary: After they part ways in the marshlands of Wessex, Aziraphale returns to King Arthur's court to find that he's been volunteered for an escort mission to the distant northern kingdom of Rheged. With his two charges in tow, Aziraphale finds that there's still plenty of old magick left in the world and sometimes things are exactly as they seem, no matter how hard he tries to deny it.

This chapter: Crowley and Aziraphale's adventure inevitably comes to an end.

Excerpt: Growling, Crowley threw the rest of the cup back and wiped her mouth on her sleeve. “Stop it, Aziraphale,” she snapped as Aziraphale opened his mouth to speak. “I know you’re serious. I know you didn’t do what you did out of cruelty, however much it felt that way. Ah! Don’t apologise again."

“So you f—”

“Yes. YES! I forgive you, Aziraphale. Did you have to make me say it?”

[Continue reading on AO3](https://archiveofourown.org/works/58232017/chapters/158627188)

[Start from the Beginning](https://archiveofourown.org/works/58232017/chapters/148285753)

A huge thanks to @tismrot for working her beta-reading magic once again! ❤️

@goodomensafterdark