#jane austen criminal mastermind

[somewhere-in-wales]

In Season 3 I'd like a flashback with Azirpahale talking to Jane Austen, where she laments the need to marry to secure a prosperous future as a woman, and he inadvertently encourages her into a life of crime whilst gossiping about a hot, red-head criminal mastermind he's currently crushing on...

[quasarkisses]

hysterical to me how crowley and aziraphale are trying so hard to woo each other this whole season but only in their own love languages so it doesn't work at all

[aziraphales-library]

I'm seeing so many season 2 "fix it" fics or things along that line which is great; but I feel like I'm missing fics on 2 very important things from the season:

1. Crowley reacting to Nina asking Aziraphale about the "naked man in your bookshop" in ep 1

2. Crowley reading/watching Jane Austen things after discovering that she was more than a criminal mastermind.

If you or your followers know of any fics along these lines, I would be eternally grateful! Thank you.

I've found a couple of Crowley reacting to "naked man friend", one featuring Crowley reading Jane Austen, and a couple that include Jane Austen herself...

Take a Big Cup; Put Six Shots of Jealousy in It, Nothing Else by Violencerarelyknocks (T)

Season 2: 6 shots of espresso scene I thought they moved way too quickly past "How's your naked man friend?", so I adjusted it a little. Jealous!Crowley

What Does It Matter by Multifandom_queer (T)

An alternative to how the "naked man" scene could have ended. Funny misunderstandings reveal many feelings. Teen rating for talks of sex but no actual sex

Pride & Prejudice and Pain by SharpCroft (G)

Struggling to move on, Crowley turns his anger on an unlikely source - The Complete Works of Jane Austen.

Of letters and diamonds by yellow_owl (G)

Aziraphale and Crowley find out how Jane Austen pulled off the 1810 Clerkenwell diamond robbery.

Such Means as Are Within My Reach by HC_Weatherfield (NR)

On her death, Jane Austen left Aziraphale a parting gift: a volume of her personal diary, encrypted in a code entirely of her own invention. When, quite by chance, Aziraphale discovers the key to the cipher, she is able to relive her past with this marvelous lady. The experience is quite different for Crowley, on every count.

well-versed in etiquette, extraordinarily nice by laiqualaurelote (G)

Once she had said to him, hoping to probe: “It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife.” To which Mr Crowley had only responded: “What do you know of the universe, Miss Austen?” In which Jane Austen, criminal mastermind and aspiring novelist, pulls off the 1810 Clerkenwell Diamond Robbery, with the help of a certain demon.

- Mod D

[weird-little-book-lover]

“To be fond of dancing was a certain step towards falling in love.”

- Jane Austen, Criminal mastermind behind the 1810 Clerkenwell Diamond Robbery

[laiqualaurelote]

no pressure at all but just so you know I personally would be so excited if you wanted to write a regency heist fic 🤍

well-versed in etiquette, extraordinarily nice

Once she had said to him, hoping to probe: “It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife.”  To which Mr Crowley had only responded: “What do you know of the universe, Miss Austen?”  Now, as they waited for the jeweller in Hatton Diamonds to return, Jane said: “I have no intention of entering a state of wedlock, Mr Crowley, any more than you do. There are less capricious ways of securing one’s fortune.” Mr Crowley flashed her a toothsome grin. In moments like this, Jane thought he very much resembled a serpent. 

In which Jane Austen, criminal mastermind and aspiring novelist, pulls off the 1810 Clerkenwell Diamond Robbery, with the help of a certain demon.

[victorianitt]

"I feel safe in your arms"

Jim Moriarty/Sebastian Moran, fluff, comfort fic, au

*** Disclaimer - fanfiction translated to English by ChatGPT ***

Sebastian Moran had long since grown accustomed to James Moriarty's strange behavior. The sniper sometimes wondered if Jim suffered from some form of schizophrenia or split personality. His boss could be a criminal mastermind, a consulting criminal in one moment, and the next, he behaved like a child, desperately seeking a moment of closeness.

It was the same now—Jim nestled into his broad chest, wrapping his thin arms around him.

Sebastian set his laptop aside and hugged Moriarty back.

“Jim...?” he asked cautiously.

The smaller man mumbled something incoherent in response.

“Hey, Jim, what’s going on? Is it about that thing with Holmes? I told you he’s not interested in you.”

Moriarty sat up and looked at Moran.

“But he solved my puzzles. Why wasn’t he interested in playing my game?”

Sebastian sighed softly. Jim was still hung up on his encounter with Holmes. Sherlock had made it abundantly clear that he didn’t care about the game Moriarty had crafted but rather about saving the people Jim had used as pawns. Their meeting at the pool hadn’t gone as Moriarty had planned. The consulting detective had deduced Jim’s boredom and obsession with him with disdain. He promised that if Moriarty ever tried to pull him into another game, all Sherlock would do was focus on rescuing hostages, leaving the puzzles unsolved. Sebastian’s boss hadn’t taken it well. He sulked, ignored emails, refused new jobs, and if not for Moran, he probably wouldn’t have eaten at all.

Sebastian was grateful Jim had invited him to his apartment before his obsession with Holmes took over. In his current state, Jim might not have thought of him otherwise.

“Jim, you couldn’t have known. People aren’t always who we want them to be. Sometimes, we have to adapt.”

Moriarty sighed softly.

They lay in silence for a moment, crammed together on the small couch. Jim started tracing his finger along Sebastian’s jaw, watching his reactions.

“Will you tell me a story?” he asked, not breaking his gaze.

“What kind of story?” Sebastian replied, a bit surprised.

“I don’t know... something to cheer me up?”

Sebastian pondered for a moment. Then he remembered how, as a child, his mother used to tell him stories from her own childhood. Maybe that would work?

“When I was a kid…” he began hesitantly, “I once found a dog. It was small and skinny, tied to a tree in the woods, left to die. If it weren’t for me, it probably would have. Luckily, during one of our mushroom-picking trips, my father and I heard barking. The dog was calling for help with its last strength. We untied it and brought it home. At first, my mother was against it, you know?” Sebastian smiled nostalgically, stroking Jim’s hair. “But later, she grew attached to it. The dog became her only companion when my father and I went on mountain trips. Dad loved those trips…”

Sebastian felt Jim stiffen beside him.

“Hey, Sebby…” Moriarty said softly. “You had a wonderful family, didn’t you?”

Sebastian chuckled quietly.

“Yeah, they were wonderful. My mom was a nurse, and my dad, like my granddad, was a soldier. He’s the reason I chose this career path.”

“They were? What happened to them?”

“They died in a car accident. It was entirely random, years after the war. Despite what I suspected for a long time, it wasn’t planned.”

Silence fell again, broken only by the sound of their breathing.

“What was the dog’s name?” Jim asked quietly.

Sebastian laughed, this time louder.

“His name was Queen.”

“Queen? Was it a female?”

“No, though we thought so at first. I named him after the band.”

Jim’s eyes lit up.

“I Want to Break Free?” he hummed inquisitively.

“I Want to Break Free,” Sebastian confirmed. “Didn’t think you were a fan. It’s a love song, after all, and you don’t strike me as the romantic type.”

“Excuse me! My bookshelf is graced with every Jane Austen novel!” Jim feigned indignation.

“Only because you stole them from Sherlock’s apartment,” the sniper shot back.

Jim giggled and snuggled into Moran’s chest.

“I like lying here with you, you know?”

“I... I like it too,” Sebastian replied, slightly embarrassed. “Back to the song—why do you like it?”

“The idea of a love you can’t escape…” Moriarty said quietly. “Even so, I’d like to fall in love like that someday.”

“Wouldn’t you be afraid the person you love might use you?”

Jim flashed a predatory smile.

“Me?”

Sebastian laughed and looked at his boss, grinning.

“Alright, fair point. But I didn’t expect you to be such a romantic.”

“Maybe deep down, I am. Jane Austen, remember?”

“I’d have to see you actually reading her to believe it.”

“Maybe you will... someday,” Jim said, giving Sebastian a tender smile.

They lay together, pressed close on the small couch, smiling warmly at each other. But eventually, their moment of peace had to end. Moriarty sat up and stretched with a sigh.

“Hey, Sebby... will you make me some sandwiches? Please?”

“Got your appetite back all of a sudden?”

“Maaaybe…” Jim teased, enjoying a bit of banter with his sniper.

Sebastian rolled his eyes but got up and headed to the kitchen to make sandwiches.

As he spread butter, the sound of I Want to Break Free filled the apartment. Sebastian smiled widely. He picked up the plate of sandwiches and returned to the living room.

The sight made him burst out laughing—Jim was dancing, raising his arms with every repetition of the chorus. He spun around, facing Sebastian with a mischievous grin, then pirouetted straight into him. Sebastian barely managed to save the sandwiches.

“Hey, Jim! You almost knocked over the sandwiches!” he scolded, though he wasn’t really angry. In fact, he was glad to see his boss smiling again.

Jim grinned, his face close to Sebastian’s chest.

“Sebby...?”

“Yeah, Jim?”

“With you, I wouldn’t be afraid. I wouldn’t fear being used.”

Sebastian froze for a moment, then wrapped his arms around Jim.

“I wouldn’t be afraid either, Jim. I wouldn’t,” he murmured, his face buried in Moriarty’s hair.

Jim tilted his head up, prompting Sebastian to meet his gaze.

“Hey, Seb? Sometimes I feel like kissing you. And you know what?” He paused. “I’ve just decided… I’m going to do it.”

And he did.

Their lips met, and Sebastian closed his eyes, his hands tightening on Jim’s back.

They kissed for what felt like forever, until they were both out of breath. Moriarty stood on tiptoes, clutching Sebastian’s shoulders, pressing as much of himself against him as possible.

When they finally pulled apart, they were both flushed and breathing heavily.

“I feel safe with you, Seb. Safe in your arms. Safe when you hold me, when you’re here.”

Sebastian smiled at the smaller man.

“I know, Jim. And I’m glad you feel safe with me. I feel happy protecting you. It’s my job, after all.” They both chuckled softly.

They stood there, in the middle of the living room, with I Want to Break Free playing in the background, holding each other tightly. Time seemed to stand still.

Eventually, though, Sebastian let Jim go, fed him the sandwiches, and felt a happiness he hadn’t known before. Later that evening, when he came out of the shower and found Jim on the couch with Pride and Prejudice in hand, he wasn’t even surprised. He simply smiled and walked over.

“So it really is Jane Austen. One more step, and I might believe in your inner romantic.”

“You haven’t already?” Jim quipped. “I’ve been trying so hard…”

“Maybe a little. Throw a ball, and we’ll talk.”

Moriarty’s eyes sparkled mischievously, and Sebastian knew he’d regret those words. Jim Moriarty hosting a ball? It couldn’t happen.

Right?!

[unicornbeck]

1810

Richard Turpin was the mastermind behind the 1810 Clerkenwell Diamond Robbery. Richard Turpin, the namesake of Newton Pulsifer's car.

According to Crowley, Jane Austen was a central figure in the planning of the heist.

Prediction: Dick Turpin will be referenced again in Season 3. He's been in 2 seasons now. 1810 may make an appearance in the flashbacks. Wouldn't that be something?

EDIT: See the notes, apparently they’re DIFFERENT CRIMINAL TURPINS

[terrainofheartfelt]

Do u have any book and movie recommendations?

sooooo many. you might regret asking.

I love books very very much, just in case you didn't know, so let me fire off at random some of my all time faves with and without blurbs.

poetry: Devotions, Mary Oliver | No Matter the Wreckage, Sarah Kay | Leaves of Grass, Whitman | Post Colonial Love Poem, Natalie Diaz

nonfiction:

My Life in France, Julia Child --- her memoir of moving to France with her husband post WWII and her discovery of cooking and deciding to write her cookbook and it's so charming and so her and it's just a delight

Open Me Carefully, Emily Dickinson --- a chronological collection of letters, poems, and letter-poems Emily sent to her lover sister-in-law Susan Dickinson. it's intimate, playful, kind, passionate, and the editors do a great job of putting it all together. and you read it and just know that you are only skimming the surface of the deep love these two women had for each other i gotta lie down

What I Was Doing While You Were Breeding, Kristin Newman --- funny sexy travel memoir by a TV writer who spent her hiatus months in the aughts summers by traveling solo and having whirlwind romances and also her reconciliation between being the woman who can't be tied down but also wanting to build a life with a partner.

The Real Traviata, Rene Weis --- an opera book because me. a biography about Marie Duplessis, the French woman who inspired Dumas to write La Dame aux Camellias and therefore Verdi's Traviata and THEREFORE Baz Luhrman's Moulin Rouge. she had by the most objective accounts a difficult and short life full of fear and illness and abuse but also full of strength and color and love and I found it really moving.

fiction: aka the novels I am thinking most about right now.

House of the Spirits, Isabel Allende --- an all time favorite. a historical, multigenerational epic that left me staring at the ceiling after finishing it. and cemented Allende's place as one of my fave authors

The Sentence, Louise Erdrich --- it's about ghosts and independent bookstores and indigenous women and community and love and trust and the pandemic. great novel.

Sex and Vanity, Kevin Kwan --- people are always looking for who they should crown the modern Jane Austen, and it's him. it's kevin kwan. this is a modern remix of A Room with a View and it is funny and sexy and sweet and was a delight to read.

Beautiful World, Where Are You, Sally Rooney --- my favorite of hers. I love how the chapters of story are interspersed with emails between the two leads. yes there's romance, but the real center of this story is the friendship between the two women.

On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous, Ocean Vuong --- entirely lives up to the tumblr hype. possibly exceeds the tumblr hype. I told my best friend to read this book. which she did. then scolded me because while she agrees it's beautiful it's also so heartbreaking. truly some of the most beautiful prose I've ever read. I checked it out from the library but i really want a copy of my own to mark up.

Bright Young Women, Jessica Knoll (out Oct. 3rd) --- i got this ARC at the librarian convention. I'm in the middle of it right now but I have to talk it up because it is sooooo good. It's about women who meet because they have the worst possible thing in common: their best friend was murdered by the same serial killer. It hops around between the '70s and the present day, reads like a thriller, and the thesis is really about destroying the myth of the criminal mastermind, a la all those true crime docs about dahmer and bundy. I'm almost halfway through and the murderer is only referred to as "The Defendant." It's about taking the narrative away from him, the universal defendant, and recentering it around the exceptional women whose lives he ended and/or destroyed. Again, please check it out when it comes out this fall. But be forewarned that the subject matter is dark.

as for MOVIES, well, if I tried to make a list like the one above I'd be here all day, so why don't I just list a handful that I consider central to understanding who I am as a person:

Monty Python and the Holy Grail

The Life of Brian

The Blues Brothers

The Princess Diaries 1 AND 2

Little Women (2019)

Juno

The Holiday

Pride and Prejudice (2005)

Star Wars, the OG and prequel trilogies

and, last winter I stumbled across The Four Seasons starring Alan Alda and Carol Burnett, and I thought it was delightful.

[laiqualaurelote]

thank you @electricarpeggio for the rec! happy birthday to Jane Austen, the greatest criminal mastermind of her age an author of very good novels, and happy S3 announcement!

[dr-mcfell]

squishing my last two brain cells together to make the connection of crowley calling jane austen a "dark horse" because his impression of her was a criminal mastermind and not an author vs nina calling aziraphale a "dark horse" because her impression of him was a bookseller. there's something in there. both people associated with books.

aziraphale is going to do something equivalent to staging a heist in S3

[iwritewhatineedtoread]

Hello!

About me: My main hobbies are writing (obviously), painting, reading and procrastinating writing while scrolling through Pinterest. My first memory of me writing was when I had this small notebook (which was probably no more than 70 pages) where a completed my first story. I think the main reason this one sticks out to me is because my family treated it like the biggest deal ever. They would do little interviews and ask for copies and asked me to sign my story for them.  

I’m a female asexual and a huge nerd. I’m also a Libra, ENTJ, Ravenclaw (though I sometimes lean to Slytherin), chaotic neutral alignment, and my main blog is called Raving about Books.  

I write under the pen name “Rebecca Parker”. My writing style is (some what) influenced by Jane Austen, Laini Taylor and Marissa Meyer. My favorite books right now are Strange the Dreamer by Laini Taylor, If We Were Villains by M.L Rio, Lore by Alexandra Bracken, and Legenborn by Tracy Deonn. 

My WIPs: 

How Atlantis Died: A high fantasy, Atlantis retelling about a traitor general getting back at Atlantis by stealing the moon rocks that Atlanteans mine in order to gain power. Written in deep third person, dual perspective. 

Chapter one  Chapter 2  WIP introduction    Cast pt.1

You’re Welcome: A dark academia mystery, a student is murdered and the blame is pinned on a secret society that hides under the university. Written in first person.

Chapter one Lilliana and Eira character introductions

Capers in London: A heist story/lesbian romance, astrophysicist Emerald "Emrie" Wyatt helps solve the capers of criminal mastermind Juno Carrison. Written in first perspective. Plus, superheroes. 

Edit: Possibly could be written from the perspective of Hermes the Greek god of thieves???

Excerpt

(I also post some short stories and scenes using prompts from posts that I find.) 

Stop and Count the Stars: A greek mythology retelling with enemies to lovers, fantasy and written in first person. 

WIP Introduction

Edit: This is a new WIP that I recently came up with

The Beautiful Symbolism of Color: A Beautiful Symbolism of Color is a poetry collection about color symbolism. I go through the colors of the rainbow, the rainbow itself, neutral colors, and every color in between. 

The Beautiful Symbolism of Green

All WIPs tag list:  @dustylovelyrun @mel-writes-with-her-dragons

Tags: These people have really great blogs that inspire me to write and you should check them out!

@writingdotcoffee @writing-prompt-s @writeroftheprompts @writing-and-nutmeg @promptsforthestrugglingauthor @pens-swords-stuff @chazzawrites

[amarguerite]

4, 8, and 18 for @elucreh

In your works, is blood thicker than water or is the blood of the covenant thicker than the water of the womb? (Are familial ties or friendship ties more important?)

Uhhhh hm. It’s complicated! I always try and make a point of people having friends, and that friend group being important, but since I’m always poking at the diasporic experience in some way or other, there tends to be a focus on family: how people fit into them, how growing up in a different country affects their sense of self and belonging as opposed to the rest of the family, etc. I’d say they’re equally important, but familial ties are more complicated. 

Favorite dialogue in your wip? (If asked more than once, respond with a new piece each time)

This one’s a long bit from the start of my novella, but I’m rather pleased with it:

The two most important things to remember about the Whitekeep Ravens, as the previous Ravenmaster had relentlessly drilled into Jochi, were one, that the ravens were smart, and two, that the ravens were smartasses. 

“Imagine if you will, young Jacques—” Ravenmaster Harris had boomed, threading his hands through his big leather uniform belt, “that you— or the corvid version of you for the purposes of this here thought experiment— have the mind and tongue of a trial lawyer, the morals of of the very worst of their clients, and the ability to bugger straight off into the air as soon as you are caught out. That is your average raven. Your actual genius raven, young Jacques, is a criminal mastermind of the highest order. If they had opposable thumbs, they would steal God’s own heavenly crown, flip off the aforementioned deity while doing so, and then cause the celestial being of which we have spoken to thereafter apologize to the said ravens, and pay them off handsomely to keep the matter from going to small claims court.” 

Jochi had been Ravenmaster for a year and every day had only further convinced him that ravens burst out of the shell ready to organize a jewel heist. The trick to being a successful Ravenmaster— and there was little Jochi wanted more in life than that— was to redirect those criminal impulses. 

“Good morning, oh grand keepers of the Kingdom,” Jochi sang out, as he unlocked the first section of the ravens’ elaborate mahogany and wirework enclosure. They were on that odd cusp of spring where despite the greenery it still felt like winter in the mornings. His breath puffed out in little clouds. “What laws of God and man have we broken so far? None? Well, it’s still early. They‘ve only just rung the second servant’s bell. You— payment up front.” 

What writers have inspired you with their use of language? What are some of your favorite quotes?

Terry Pratchett, Jane Austen, Mary Renault, and P.G. Wodehouse. Maybe a bit of Dianna Wynne Jones, but I tend to look at her work for tips on how to seed in the answers to the plot mystery without it being obvious. 

[adverbian]

Ok so here are some of my all-time faves.

Crown of Thorns [The Walls, the Wainscot, and the Mouse] ‘Verse by irisbleufic — This is Book Omens, and the origin of the South Downs Cottage trope. A classic for a reason.

it’s the light (it’s the obstacle that casts it) by bibliocratic — “The Patron Saint of London's LGBT Community is real, and he lives in Soho.”

TwoFish by Grindylowe — Another Book Omens classic. “A love story about angels and demons. Also, fish.”

You, Soft and Only by thehoyden — Undercover as a couple through history.

these furious passions, these chances by Ark — 1941 post-Blitz scene, written post-S1. Beautiful angst with a happy ending.

The Rake by CopperBeech — “During the long estrangement of the 1800's, Aziraphale practiced a secret hobby – and it wasn’t the gavotte. Crowley finds out in an unexpected way.” Very funny, sweet, and hot.

Don’t Look Back by CopperBeech — Aziraphale goes to Hell to extract Crowley.

“And once you enter the stair, you will not look back. You will not speak. You will take it on faith that he is following.”

“Tradition,” said Aziraphale. “I see.”

vive la révolution by lineslines — In which they have been lovers for centuries, but always with plausible deniability about their feelings. Beautiful intense angst.

Hozier Missed A Trick When He Called It ‘Real People’ Instead Of ‘Joe Bloggs Snogs’ by indieninja92 — “Months after Armageddoff, Crowley and Aziraphale enjoy a cosy night in. A brief moment of anxiety about a completely invented turn of events sends them off on a rambly, giggling conversation that asks, if they were human, what kinds of humans would they be? Very silly ones, it's safe to say.”

well-versed in etiquette, extraordinarily nice by laiqualaurelote — “In which Jane Austen, criminal mastermind and aspiring novelist, pulls off the 1810 Clerkenwell Diamond Robbery, with the help of a certain demon.”

the last test and proof by lagaudiere — A beautifully-plotted, deeply satisfying speculative S3 that carries the spirit of the original book in every sentence.

And now I’m going to self-rec: Auprès de ma blonde, a series of (currently) five loosely-connected fics about the Ineffable Honeymoon. Everything is terribly sweet and romantic, with lots of literary and musical allusions. Set post a vaguely-specified S3 plot resolution: The important part is that they can really be together now.

(Lord Peter Wimsey fans will clock the title instantly, and yes, Busman’s Honeymoon is the vibe. Not a crossover, just vibes. Well, there’s an Easter egg for the Wimsey fans in one footnote.)

I am stuck in bed with an ugly chronic pain flare, and I was hoping some of y'all might be able to suggest your favorite Good Omens fanfics for a distraction. Maybe even promote your own?

Recommendations are very appreciated!

[aziraphales-library]

Hi hi!

Do we have any Jane Austen + Crowley interactions fic in this household?

Thanks and have a nice day ^^

We have a #jane austen tag, the last post on which features a couple. But here is a post dedicated to Crowley & Jane Austen fics...

Goodbye, Dear Jane by siephilde42 (T)

Aziraphale asks Crowley if he has ever gotten attached to another person, and Crowley admits that he grew quite fond of a certain author. Crowley feels guilty because he never properly said goodbye to her, so Aziraphale proposes a trip through time.

well-versed in etiquette, extraordinarily nice by laiqualaurelote (G)

Once she had said to him, hoping to probe: “It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife.” To which Mr Crowley had only responded: “What do you know of the universe, Miss Austen?” In which Jane Austen, criminal mastermind and aspiring novelist, pulls off the 1810 Clerkenwell Diamond Robbery, with the help of a certain demon.

All those truths (some not so universally acknowledged) by strawberriesandtophats (E)

In which Aziraphale and Crowley meet up at a party during the Regency Period and have a great time eavesdropping on a certain famous author.

Literature and Liquor by Tossukka (T)

The year is 1809. Crowley’s friend Jane is a master smuggler of both goods and information who seems to know exactly who people are and how they act. She asks Crowley’s help with a larger robbery she has been planning, and Crowley agrees without hesitation. Meanwhile Aziraphale has been helping her friend, a brilliant author Miss Austen revise her novel manuscripts in the hopes that they could one day be published for the wider audiences. Aziraphale finds the books witty, innovative character studies of British gentry, but getting a romance novel written by a woman published in the early 1800s would take a real miracle. When Aziraphale accompanies Jane to a ball, they run into Crowley, and all three are surprised by the other two being acquainted. Although the angel and the demon are happy to not poke further into each other’s businesses with Miss Austen, Jane seems to be convinced her two friends are in the middle of a great love story like from one of her novels and need some encouragement to admit their true feelings.

'Not Enough to Tempt Me' by ZephyrOfAllTrades (T)

Aziraphale found a new friend. A budding writer who unfortunately dabbles in matchmaking. It was all fun and games until she reunited with a familiar red-headed demon.

- Mod D

[ao3feed-prideandprejudice-book]

The Biter Bit

by LaCorelli

On his exit from Brighton, George Wickham has a plan for gaining some money which doesn't involve dealing with Lydia Bennet, but things do not turn out according to his plan. Character death involved.

Words: 3275, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice & Related Fandoms

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Major Character Death

Categories: Gen

Characters: Mary Bennet, George Wickham

Additional Tags: Outrageously of Character, Colorful Deaths for Least Favorite Characters, criminal mastermind, Attempted Blackmail Backfire

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[laiqualaurelote]

2023 Fic Round-up

This year I wrote seven fics and 108,512 words, which is more than I thought! Here's a round-up

maybe everything that dies someday comes back (The English | Cornelia/Eli | M | 14k)

The post-apocalyptic Mad Max Fury Road zombie AU where David Melmont hires bounty hunter Eli Whipp to track down and retrieve a fugitive called Cornelia Locke.

wins this year's award for: Fic That Fulfils My Childhood Dream (writing a zombie apocalypse)

ain't practical, a world you can't touch (The English | Cornelia/Eli | G | 5k)

The Pushing Daisies AU in which Eli can bring people back to life with his touch, but has tried his best not to until Cornelia.

wins this year's award for: Deepest Cut, Zagged

The Lady With The Recorder Asks The Questions (Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries | Phryne/Jack | T | 6k | WIP)

Modern-day newsroom!AU - Phryne is a star investigative journalist who breaks news as easily as she breaks hearts; Jack is just trying to do his best in the war on error.

wins this year's award for: Fic I Most Regret Not Finishing (I'm sorry!)

constant as a northern star (constantly in the dark) (Ted Lasso | Ted/Trent, past Trent/OFC | T | 10.5k)

The saga of Trent Crimm and his independent ex-wife.

wins this year's award for: Most Surprisingly Popular Fic

all the men and women merely players (Ted Lasso | Ted/Trent, Roy/Keeley/Jamie | T | 50k)

The Station Eleven!AU where the Richmond Players are a travelling Shakespearean company performing in the ruins of a post-pandemic England, and Trent is, despite the apocalypse, still a journalist.

wins this year's awards for: Longest Fic, Fic That Survived The Most Hiatuses, Fic I Am Proudest Of

well-versed in etiquette, extraordinarily nice (Good Omens, Historical RPF | Aziraphale/Crowley | G | 3k)

The Regency heist fic in which Jane Austen, criminal mastermind and aspiring novelist, pulls off the 1810 Clerkenwell Diamond Robbery with the help of a certain demon.

wins this year's award for: Quickest Fic (I wrote it in four days)

speak easy, swing hard (Marvel Cinematic Universe | Steve/Tony | T | 13k)

The 1920s Prohibition era!AU in which Tony runs a nightclub empire, Steve is an aspiring artist and/or questionably undercover agent, Sam and Bucky are bootlegging their way through America and nobody knows what Natasha is up to.

wins this year's award for: Most Historical Research (I watched two seasons of Boardwalk Empire and had to figure out multiple characters' speech patterns, then transpose these to the 1920s. Also I listened to so much vaudeville)

I don't think I will be around as much in 2024, barring unexpected hyperfixations, but I wish you all a glorious year anyway! May your WIPs be finished, your ships prolific and your fandoms full of joy.