#good omens secret Santa

[thecosmicrebel]

I joined a Good Omens Secret Santa for funsies and my Secret Santa had as one of their options as "Muriel being wholesome for the holidays". And because I've been meaning to draw our precious baby, I saw this as the PERFECT opportunity.

'Merry Christmas' and a 'Happy Holidays', everyone!! ❤️❤️❤️

[serendippertyy]

🎅🦌 special delivery from your secret santa, @cartoon-lizard !! 🎄🎁

Idk if you know this but I don't play around when it comes to these two and I was so ready to pour my heart and soul into this one!!

I loved all your prompts and suggestions, I really tried to incorporate as many as I could into one big piece, including keeping all the lovey dovey song suggestions in mind to set the tone! I also managed to sneak the everyday vinyl in there, and those are the music notes swirling around them!! (I hope those are semi accurate, I don't know anything about sheet music haha) plus added in their wings as my own personal touch, I'm a total wing lover 😹 <3

I used lots of references and redid this like 6 times lol, but I really wanted to be happy with it before I gave it away!! ;w;

hope you like it and happy holidays!!!! 🪰🪽💜🖤

(also a big thanks to @imnotgrimimjustagrumpyreaper for hosting! i am a veryy anxious person and always skip out on events but I am so happy I pushed myself to enter this one, I forget how good it feels to bond over a shared interest by creating something you're proud of! 😊😊💕)

[foolishlovers]

The Anon Before Christmas by foolishlovers (E, 66k, complete)

When Crowley’s friend, blogging buddy and business partner Anathema announces her annual Secret Santa Exchange on Tumblr, she is very adamant Crowley should join this year. The old-fashioned (but admittedly compassionate) man he gets assigned to send anonymous messages to every day until Christmas sounds awfully similar to the fussy bookseller that his friends adore, yet Crowley tries to avoid at all costs. But surely his friends would have mentioned if Aziraphale had taken an interest in the Bad Omens fandom as well… right? Or: An Enemies to Lovers Secret Santa Tumblr AU.

[lxboratorii]

Merry Christmas! Secret Santa for @medu-inthefade :) ♥

[bone-yarddz]

Hello and Merry Christmas @karmaisntab !! Here is your Ineffable Bureaucracy Secret Santa!! I hope it matches your prompts well enough, and you enjoy it. 😅 (By the way, thank you @imnotgrimimjustagrumpyreaper for hosting this, it was very fun to participate in!)

[pnf-lover98]

🎵 "How difficult it was for us to love us And then to stop loving us, and at the end of this journey meeting once again." 🎵 (Translated from "Abrazame Y Verás" by Martina Stoessel and Jorge Blanco, from the Disney show 'Violetta')

This year I had the pleasure to take part in an Ineffable Bureaucracy-themed 'Secret Santa'! Split in two parts of only one story, this is the gift I made for @hyenasnake .

Needless to say, I had an amazing time making these; it had been a good while since I last took part in a gift exchange, and I really missed this kind of event! And I’m glad I had the opportunity to take my time and experiment a bit more with shadings and backgrounds! 💜🪰

Once again, merry Christmas to my amazing giftee! 🎄🥳🎁

[karmacansuckmyd-ck]

My art for @imnotgrimimjustagrumpyreaper ineffable bureaucracy secret Santa!

I was assigned to @bone-yarddz

I apologise for posting it a day late and for the line work not being the best- I was planning on cleaning it up yesterday along with posting it, but I didn’t have any time and I didn’t want to put off posting it any longer which is why it’s being posted now.

I hope you like it regardless!

The work:

I also used a pose I found off Google:

[imnotgrimimjustagrumpyreaper]

INEFFABLE BUREAUCRACY SECRET SANTA:

[the-graceful-dahlia]

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Category: Other

Fandoms: Good Omens (TV)Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett

Relationship: Beelzebub/Gabriel (Good Omens)

Characters: Beelzebub (Good Omens)Gabriel (Good Omens)

Additional Tags: Post-Canon Fluff and Smut They/Them Pronouns for Beelzebub (Good Omens) He/Him Pronouns For Gabriel (Good Omens) Beelzebub Has a Vulva (Good Omens) Gabriel Has a Penis (Good Omens) Clothed Sex Cunnilingus Vaginal Sex Warm and Fuzzy Feelings Cuddling & Snuggling Kimono Beelzebub and Gabriel in Kimono new experiences Tooth-Rotting Fluff Japan Kyoto One Shot

Language: English

Collections: Ineffable Bureaucracy Secret Santa 2023

[hyenasnake]

So this year I took part in the Ineffable Bureaucracy Secret Santa and this was the Drabble I wrote for @pnf-lover98

Buon Natale, la mia fantastica amica!

[jrvlouis]

What if the Endless celebrated Christmas and exchanged gifts?! 🎄🎁✨

Destiny's Gift to Death:

Death's Gift to Delirium:

Dream's Gift to Desire:

Desire's Gift to Dream:

Despair's Gift to Destiny:

Delirium's Gift to Despair:

BONUS: Dream and Hob Gadling exchanged gifts

[gezdrasz]

Is there some sort of fandom secret santa organised for dragon age/ baldurs gate/ good omens ir disco elysium this year? If so could y’all link me to it? I miss taking part in stuff like that

[mrscakeishere]

The Fallen

I wrote a short story as a secret Santa gift and I think it turned out pretty cute, so maybe others might like it to. The story itself was inspired by a line from the book about Crowley and his tendency to fall off horses prior to the invention of the automobile.

Rated M (barely, closer to T really). You can read it here. Summary and excerpt below;

It’s the late 18th century and Crowley and Aziraphale are heading to Edinburgh together. However, Crowley is not particularly competent at riding horses. Thank goodness Aziraphale is there to come to Crowley’s aid should anything unfortunate occur on the road.

Excerpt:

Crowley had fallen off his horse again. Aziraphale had watched the ginger-haired demon in his black riding jacket and tight pantaloons slowly slide down the steed’s side and onto the ground. In what appeared to be an attempt to retain his dignity, Crowley had rolled onto his back in the dirt and was now lounging in the soil with his arms casually crossed behind his head as if he had planned the entire ordeal.

This had been the fourth time Crowley had fallen off of his horse and Aziraphale was beginning to suspect that the demon might be doing it on purpose. No one could be that bad at riding after thousands of years on Earth, could they? He pulled his own white steed next to the lounging demon while Crowley’s black stallion, having given up on its unbalanced rider, meandered towards a bunch of pear trees on the side of the road.

“Comfortable?” Aziraphale asked, his voice tinged with notes of sarcasm.

“Very,” Crowley replied, with a grin. Aziraphale couldn't help but gaze at the demon’s lithe body. Late 18th century fashions, with their fitted pantaloons and silk shirts, suited him.

“And why do you think you fell off this time?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” Crowley quirked a smile. “My horse is broken.”

Aziraphale glanced over at the healthy black stallion munching on pears in the distance. He looked back down at Crowley and pursed his lips. “Are you sure it's not because you took your feet out of the stirrups?”

“I never!” Crowley’s eyes grew wide in feigned shock.

“You were swinging your feet back and forth.” Aziraphale studied Crowley's face for some clue as to the reason for the demon’s poor equestrian skills. “You looked rather foolish, you know.”

“You aren't exactly an expert rider yourself,” Crowley scoffed.

“No,” Aziraphale conceded, “but I have managed to stay on my horse, which is the first step to success.”

Aziraphale continued circling Crowley, trying to determine whether he felt irritated with the demon's antics or amused by the play for attention. If Crowley was indeed flirting, and Aziraphale suspected he was, then he clearly needed some lessons in the art of romance. As of now, it appeared that Crowley’s grasp of flirtation consisted of using contrived and overly repetitive ways to get attention. He had all the charm of an adolescent.

Continue reading on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52480915

[foolishlovers]

sneak (snek 🐍) preview 👀

the 'sitting on the balcony with blankets' scene was one of my faves soooo here u go

/fleeeee

oh my!!!!! this is everything!!!! i'm already sobbing, crying, screaming!!!! i love it so so very much i can't believe you're actually drawing them, they're so cosy and cute, i'm bursting with love ahhhhh 😭

the fic | the balcony scene

[silhouettecrow]

365 Days of Writing Prompts: Day 210

Adjective: Scarce

Noun: Miracle

Definitions for those who need/want them:

Scarce: (especially of food, money, or some other resource) insufficient for the demand; occurring in small numbers or quantities, or rare

Miracle: a surprising and welcome event that is not explicable by natural or scientific laws and is therefore considered to be the work of a divine agency; a highly improbable or extraordinary event, development, or accomplishment that brings very welcome consequences; an amazing product or achievement, or an outstanding example of something

[tammyquest-blog]

I give up, I’m getting much less hesitant in reading AUs. And this is a good one. Love this story. It’s full of fluff, a bit of spice, and just really made me smile. Secret Crowley, is determined to give Aziraphale a happy Christmas, whether he got A’s name or not. Just like A, I looked forward to each days revelation. So thoughtful. If you like fluff and Crowley being caring and well written prose, this story is for you. Enjoy!

"Naughty and Nice" [Complete 3/3]

Aziraphale/Crowley | Retail AU | FR18 | 8,045 words     Crowley does not get Aziraphale's name in the Whickber Street Traders Association Secret Santa. He doesn't let that stop him from giving Aziraphale the gift of a loving Christmas. Thank you to everyone who voted for this idea as the festive fic to write! It is both the longest Good Omens fic I have written AND the first explicit fic. I hope you enjoy; here is to many more Good Omens fics in 2024!

Across the street, Crowley was engaged in a stand-off with the slip of paper bearing Mister Brown’s name. He had, whilst Aziraphale had explained the lengthy rules of the Association’s Secret Santa, decided on giving whoever it was a poinsettia. Festive, vibrant, Crowley had a lot of them – easy. He still intended to give Mister Brown, of gift voucher fame, that very plant.

But then there was Aziraphale.

Crowley didn’t know who had his name but knew, in his gut, that Aziraphale would be just as disappointed this year. That Aziraphale – sweet, soft, sexy Aziraphale – would settle for a three quid plant from the local garden centre but most likely wouldn’t even get that. Crowley could not believe that the inhabitants of Whickber Street had let this man go without nothing for so long. He contributed to every charity drive, bought entirely local, remembered the names of partners and grandkids and tortoises. Crowley had been smitten since his second day of opening, when he had watched Aziraphale give an umbrella to a pregnant woman just outside The Small Back Room, leaving him sopping wet in the pouring rain.

He could have kissed him, then. His Angel. He could have kissed him in every other moment since: Association meetings and coffee shop queues and crossing the street. It had been a long time since Crowley’s last crush but this one burned.

And the part of Crowley who loved a challenge, who enjoyed challenging expectations, decided that – fuck it – he would make all of Aziraphale Fell’s Christmas wishes come true. Because he was a good man. He was a loving man. And, maybe, if Crowley showed him that he was loved at this most loving time of the year, Crowley would get his Christmas wish, too.

Read all three chapters at AO3!