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[kaesaaurelia]

soooo I just finished watching that star wars hotel video and oh my god the fire safety what the fuckkkk

BUT ALSO if you are some kind of weirdo who watched this (or the evermore video) and was like "man I wish that thing existed but was good," I... can't help you specifically with Star Wars (or generic high fantasy settings) but if you are an adult or a family with teens (who are okay with some mild references to sexuality in a coming-of-age context -- which honestly would go over the heads of most kids too young to deal with them?), don't have issues with darkness, flashing lights, or potential immune issues due to touching touchscreens, and enjoy a little light cosmic and/or implied body horror I highly highly suggest going to Omega Mart next time you are in Las Vegas. It is surreal and fun and while I definitely ran into some issues there with 1. going down the story path I didn't mean to go down and 2. LOSING MY EMPLOYEE ID CARD (to be clear I did not work there, in the fiction of the game all guests are Omega Mart employees), there were helpful (actual) employees there to jump in and help me without breaking immersion at all. They were great.

There are some pathways (physical pathways) that require an ability to climb stairs but there are ALWAYS multiple paths between two points so while you might not be able to crawl through the tunnel and then climb the rope from [spoiler place] to [other spoiler place] or do the slides, you can still physically get to the plot-important places and I think at most people who can't do stairs miss... some kind of pointless music machines? (Which I had fun with ngl but I fucked around with them for like 10 minutes more because I was in the area looking for my lost ID badge and asking if people had found it.) I haven't been to the other Meow Wolf installations but I would love to go given the chance.

And if you really want a themed hotel... well, you can't find an eldritch dimension-hopping supermarket-themed hotel, no, but if you stay on the strip there's going to be a lot of neon and trying to sell you things, and also optionally a theme, so like. That's not dissimilar.

Fire safety both at these Vegas hotels and at Omega Mart will be better than crawling into a small closet with 4 of your closest friends and hoping to not die, also. And a substantial amount of the story of Omega Mart is "wow corporate greed does ruin everything," so if you liked the video you probably will also like this.

[Edit: also to be clear I don't really think Omega Mart is small-child-friendly, but mostly because it's a lot of reading, and the bulk of it is either corporate memos or a teenage girl's diaries. A lot of the stuff I found most engaging was exploring the strained intergenerational family dynamic between the girl, her mom, and her grandfather, something that small children would find either boring or upsetting or both. It's not the sexuality that's the issue, it's some offscreen implied character death-but-not-really (that not-really doesn't make it better!) and just plain bad parenting, plus the broader theme of a greedy grocery chain turning ancient mystery and natural wonder into queasy reality-breaking horror.]

[kaeyapilled]

what's fun about asa and kaeya is that they have like nothing in common. there is no reason for me to be shipping this underdeveloped oc with kaeya beyond just the fact that i really like kaeya and i really like asa and itd be cool if they kissed

[13daysadvent]

Contributor Spotlight: A combination of wit and words: Kaesa!

Kaesa is writing monster descriptions, including those for the Illhveli and Leucrota. 🐳

You can find Kaesa on Tumblr and Twitter @kaesaaurelia and on AO3 as Kaesa.

[kaesaaurelia]

The other day at work I made a stupid joke about how eating someone's liver was a very traditional punishment for theft. (We had just suffered a rash of bag lunch disappearances and were talking about fake-threatening notes to leave on our lunches to deter theft.) 2 of the 3 people I was talking to had not heard of Prometheus and when I explained, one of them seemed to think I was talking about a real person at first.

I'm so sorry, OP, but most people are not ready to know about Loki's horsefucker phase.

I think the most unintentionally pretentious part of me is I genuinely forget that most people do not have a near-encyclopedic knowledge of mythology and folklore. I literally just assume most people know at least the name of every Greek god. My mom and I were watching the Banshees of Inisherin and at the start, she asked "Do you know what a banshee is?" and I was so stunned because it would never occur to me to ask that question because I would never assume the average person doesn't know what a banshee is. The average person knows what a banshee is right. You know what a banshee is right. You know the names of the greek gods right. You know that norse myth where loki fucked the horse right. Right. RIGHT

[kaesaaurelia]

Scott: What can you do, Martyn?

Martyn: I haven't quite figured that out yet. [Martyn then produces roughly ten seconds of elaborate bullshit.]

Scott: What about when you were stood over with Grian and all that, and you were laughing about your power, saying how it would help you be sneaky?

[fortuitously-timed thunderclap]

Martyn: Oh! There goes Skizz! What's going on there? [runs away]

[kaesaaurelia]

Man, last night I watched Ren's latest Wild Life ep and his little monologue about how everyone got really backstabby since he played, but thankfully Martyn would never betray him has me feeling some feelings.

Mostly because, uh, I'm fresh off of Limited Life and also have seen Martyn's VOD where he talks about how he was definitely going to betray Ren at the end of 3rd Life. I'm torn between "mhmm, yeah, definitely Martyn, you definitely would betray the man who gave you the axe to kill him and then, fresh from respawn and still unarmed, offered to let you kill him again," and "jeez, I hope Ren knows that Martyn would betray him in a milisecond if it was funny, he's like Murder Bugs Bunny."

[kaesaaurelia]

Have a handful of alliances I'm totally normal about.

Bonus very hostile game of Capture the Flag under the cut:

(Scar was so gleeful in escaping with that shield that I really wanted to use that pose for him.)

[kaesaaurelia]

Tbh the main reason I use behindthename NOW is the excellent search functions but the reason I STARTED using it in high school is that someone walking into my room and seeing me on YOUAREHAVINGSOMANYBABIES.OMG would have killed me stone dead.

The final stage of every OC's creation is having to go through websites like this to name it:

[mckiwi]

Good Omens Fic Recs - Through the Ages

Title* || Author || Rating** || Category || Genre*** || Words || Summary

*any title in blue is locked to AO3 users only

**(G) General Audiences - (T) Teen - (M) Mature - (E) Explicit

***(A) Angst - (H) Hurt/Comfort - (F) Fluff

Organized by alphabetical order, not my ratings of them. These are just some of my favorite fics, not to be taken too seriously.

"Adrift" || Aethelflaed || T || M/M || HF || 15,117

Angels don't experience physical touch the way humans do. The simple brush of a hand can form a connection that is powerful, intimate, and far more than Aziraphale can handle. Only one other being has experienced this phenomenon, a demon, so much his opposite and so very much the same. Can they learn to forge connections that don't overwhelm them, or will Aziraphale spend eternity never quite connecting with the world around him? (Fandom Trumps Hate fic for Ineffablelawr)

"all devoured, feet and hands" || Kaesa || M || M/M || AH || 6,817

Aziraphale has been sent to deal with an uptick in demonic activity in Heorot, and, it seems, Crowley has been sent to fetch a demon chef back for Hell, and they decide to pool their resources. But then they get abducted by a monster, so that throws a bit of a wrench into that plan.

"as above, so below" || abbzeh || T || M/M || F || 6,292

To Crowley’s slowly growing horror, he finds he likes being around the angel, Aziraphale. At first, he had thought it was the lingering amusement from the Garden of Eden, that the angel had given up his flaming sword so willingly in defiance of God. He had then thought it the satisfaction of successfully tempting the angel to eat human food (and imagine his surprise when Aziraphale had fallen so in love with human food that when they meet again in Rome, he takes Crowley out for oysters). It takes him a good while to realise that it is neither of those things. Rather, Crowley just likes being with Aziraphale.

"A Soft Place to Land" || gaydreaming || T || Multi || H || 2,246

That night in 1941, shortly after Crowley leaves the bookshop for the evening, he returns with guests, having stumbled across two unaccompanied children in an alley that was destroyed by bombs. He joins forces with Aziraphale to make sure that the children are safe.

"Being Gentle" || Sodium_Azide || M || Multi || H || 28,430

Principalities are built for war. Only for war. However, as bewildering as it may be, on Earth sometimes peace breaks out. He felt like a siege catapult attempting to skip pebbles on a pond. Aziraphale, a very gentle angel created to defend Eden against all of the horrible might of Hell, does his very best to be soft.

"Black Shuck" || fenrislorsrai || T || Gen || HF || 13,193

“Do you two know each other?” said the merchant. “No.” Being said in perfect unison made it a very unconvincing no. ----- An unexpected meeting in 1577 in Suffolk ends with a fake marriage, dinner, some community theatre, and a smiting. Also a lot of feelings.

"Blast Radius" || EdosianOrchids901 || T || M/M || H || 2,260

Crowley is trapped in Gomorrah when Heaven attacks. He’s caught in the blast radius of the holy smiting, too hurt to move. He only has one hope of survival: Aziraphale. But will Aziraphale disobey orders to save him, or leave him to die?

"Clever Angels" || takemetotheworld || T || Gen || A || 4,085

The girl, perhaps four or five years older, put an arm around her brother, and he leaned automatically against her side, hugging her leg. “He’s an angel,” she told him solemnly. She looked up at Crawley, eyes glowing with fervor. “Aren’t you? God sent an angel to save us.” A low snarl rippled from Crawley’s throat. “I’m not an angel,” he spat, striding menacingly toward her. “And I didn’t come from God. God’s the one who sent the flood in the first place. God tried to drown you all. And there was an angel here, but he buggered off as soon as the rain started and hasn’t shown his sorry face since. I’m a demon, and I saved you. Got it?” ------ Aziraphale and Crawley meet again before the flood. Crawley has questions, Aziraphale has doubts, and they both have choices to make.

"Eleventh-Hour Arrangements" || SparkKeyper || T || Gen || HF || 3,297

Set in 1984. Heaven’s negligence leaves Aziraphale with a near-impossible deadline for submitting his annual report. Crowley steps in to help and together they hurry to meet the deadline and protect the Arrangement.  ------- Originally written for the 2020 Aro Way Challenge.

"Five Times Aziraphale Saves Crowley (And One Time He Fails)" || Captain_Kieren || T || M/M || H || 30,448

Basically what it says on the tin. 1. Holy Water 2. Exorcised 3. Thrown 4. Stabbed 5. Demon Hunter +1. Betrayed

"From the Hand of the Wicked" || On1OccasionFork || T || M/M || H || 6,213

By the time they reach the crucifixion of Christ, Aziraphale realises that he has managed to meet Crowley at least once a century over the past seven hundred years. Sometimes it’s happenstance. Most of the time, it is decidedly not.

"Gods Gonna Cut You Down" || Wanderingsilvan || T || Multi || AF || 8,165

Trouble is stirring in the Wild West which unfortunately catches both Heaven and Hell's interest. To respectively remedy and worsen the situation they both call upon their agents on Earth, neither of who have any interest in going to the Americas and traveling through the dirt, dust, and cowshit. Unluckily for them neither of their head offices particularly cares about what they do or don't want to do.

"Have You Met My Lover" || Asking_for_a_Friend || M || M/M || F || 6,992

In the course of their long lives, Aziraphale and Crowley have found themselves in all sorts of uncomfortable situations. And pretending that they are a couple was a solution to exactly five of them. This is the story of those five occasions.

"Heaven's Best and Brightest" || cyankelpie || M || M/M || AH || 22,683

Another smiting. Another failure. Aziraphale didn’t understand why it had to be this way. Seems to me, said the voice in Aziraphale’s head that sounded like Crawly, if destruction’s such a central part of your purpose, it shouldn’t feel so wrong. It’s ineffable, Aziraphale told the voice, as he always did.

"If we dare" || MetalMiez || G || M/M || H || 3,155

It had been a wild ride after the church bombing and the magic show. But even after Crowley left the bookshop late that night, Aziraphale couldn't stay in there on his own for long. After wandering through the destroyed city, he happens to meet Crowley at the ruined church once again. But an unfortunate turn of events forces them together once more.

"In Care of the Dark" || PinkPenguinParade || T || M/M || H || 7,592

“Angel... I will help you, if you let me.” The faint light caught on wet curls, gleamed in golden eyes. Aziraphale took a breath, and another, and let go. “Close your eyes,” the demon said, moving closer to him. “Trust me. Trust me.” Heaven help him, he did. Or, Crawly finds Aziraphale in rough shape after Sodom and Gomorrah, and helps.

"Inside the Ark" || atimefeeler || T || M/M || AH || 12,977

Six Thousand Years of Crowley Being Soft and Taking Care of Kids. (And Six Thousand Years of Aziraphale Taking in and Protecting Outcasts.) Scene 2: Mesopotamia and Inside the Ark. The first children Crowley saves. They cry and plead and pray, like Crawley once did. If he doesn’t save them, who will?

"In the City" || atimefeeler || M || M/M || AH || 13,271

Six Thousand Years of Crowley Being Soft and Taking Care of Kids. (And Six Thousand Years of Aziraphale Taking in and Protecting Outcasts.) Scene 3: Sodom and Gomorrah. Crawley and Aziraphale save some sinners. “Would you believe me if I said ‘God’s a bit tetchy’?”

"Is that you, Crowley?" || freddie_221b || G || M/M || F || 1,601

I was just minding my own business, scrolling through pinterest a few months ago, when I came across this absolutely STUNNING fanart, and immediately fell deeply in love with it. The product of said unconditional love, is this short fic that I finally dragged my head out of my arse to write. I'm really pleased with this, so I hope anyone reading enjoys this, and an ineffable amount of thanks to princeloww for being a stunning beta reader (and probably being too nice) and to Devrila for creating this stunning piece!

"It's okay I can see in the Dark" || moonyliaa || T || M/M || H || 3,166

It is a night with no stars in the sky. No moon to light the way. Aziraphale should be afraid of the demon that suddenly stands next to him. He can't see him, only hear him (and feel him). Why does this demon make the unbearable and suffocating darkness more bearable?   Aziraphale can’t see in the dark, Crowley can.

"It's Only a Matter of, Mine" || theplushfrog || G || Gen || A || 2,821

See the thing about time is that it isn’t so much a straightforward thing. The idea that time marches ever onward in a neat and tidy line really couldn’t be further from the truth. Time is like water. Well, also very much not, but minds can only hold so much, so for the purposes of explaining–time is like water. It moves in rivers, but also streams, creeks that twist and loop. It pools into ponds and lakes, then expands past thought into oceans and tides and–you see that this is all very difficult to keep within the metaphor. -- Crowley has a unique relationship with time.

"lay me down in ash again" || abbzeh || T || M/M || HF || 9,957

For better or worse, Crowley is his friend. His friend who, for better or for worse, Aziraphale wants to protect. After all, Crowley has always come through for him, has he not? All the times that Aziraphale has got himself into some sort of trouble or sticky situation, Crowley has shown up, the rustle of his dark-hued feathers more a comfort than Aziraphale will ever be able to describe. Being rescued from the Tower of London during that thug Cromwell’s reign, being rescued from the Bastille. If Aziraphale were of the swooning mentality, well, he would be positively swooning.

"leave the ruins where they fall" || abbzeh || T || M/M || F || 7,924

“But–but why are you doing this?” Crawley just sighs, suddenly looking and sounding exhausted as she leans back against the wall. Her head is tilted towards the ceiling, fiery ringlets falling around her in waves. “They deserve someone who’ll hear them, Angel,” she murmurs, and there’s something in her voice that gives Aziraphale pause. It reminds him of the transformed goats and hidden children, skyward looks beneath starlit skies. “Someone who won’t abandon them the minute they start asking questions or asking for help.” “The All-Mighty wouldn’t abandon them,” Aziraphale protests, but it comes out weak. “Wouldn’t She, Angel?” Crawley asks quietly, a look in her eyes that always makes Aziraphale’s false insides squirm. And Aziraphale has no answer to that.

"Lessons in childrearing and other nefarious deeds" || Chrissy22 || G || M/M || HF || 24,448

The first baby that Crawley ever held was Abel. He held him awkwardly at arms length, unsure what he was meant to do with this small creature he’d been handed, whose head was now tilting backward at an odd angle. The baby let out a noise that Crawley knew was the prelude to tears. “Don’t hold him like that, what’s the matter with you?” Eve asked, shifting Crawley’s arms until the baby was cradled in his arms. In Eden, in the Ark, on the Dowling’s estate, Crowley makes friends, saves children, accidentally becomes part of a few families, and overall just gets terribly entangled in the lives of the human beings he cares for. Aziraphale, in the meantime, pines.

"Let Me In Your Heart Again" || AshCommaMan, EmAndFandems || M || Multi || AHF || 63,800

"Could be anything," Crowley explained. Anything at all, say the word, nothing off limits from my end. Stupid. "And the way it works, you'd have the chance to say no. It's not that I force anyone into doing things. Just make it more appealing s'all. So. What do you want, Aziraphale?" "I want—" The apple, the whole damn Garden. He flapped his hands uselessly in the air. "I want..." You. I want to be free. "Well. Perhaps a nap." His voice was nothing more than a whisper.

"Mercy" || TheGrammarHawk || T || Gen || H || 2,739

Aziraphale retreats into the ark to seek out Crawly's company despite the certain bad temper that awaits him. Somehow, finding the demon grieving and sick from exertion is not the most surprising revelation to be had. He had been unable to help the humans swept away by the floodwaters, but perhaps he can still comfort the one being he's started finding himself attached to.

"Our Time in the Sun" || Mahla || M || M/M || AHF || 104,950

If an angel can defy God by giving away the sword She gave to him, said angel is worth keeping an eye on. And such a rebellious angel could surely be tempted to do a lot more. Eden is boring, Hell is boring, and Heaven certainly seems to be, too - luckily for Crawly, Aziraphale seems to be far more interesting than anything else in God's creation. And definitely worth following around through history. Purely for Hellish reasons, of course. Or: An angel and a demon wade through the millennia and somehow keep running into one another. Does not include any scenes from the show, but occasionally the aftermath of them.

"Outside of Eden" || atimefeeler || T || M/M || H || 12,933

Six Thousand Years of Crowley Being Soft and Taking Care of Kids. (And Six Thousand Years of Aziraphale Taking in and Protecting Outcasts.) Scene 1: Outside the Garden. The First Children in Existence. Children, Crawley discovers, are superior to adults.

"Papyrus, Parchment, & Paper" || Sodium_Azide || M || Multi || H || 6,091

The Library of Alexandria is the jewel of the empire, and the pet project of the pharaohs. The head librarian is making it a true nexus of goodness and shared knowledge. Hell can't let that stand. They'll send their best demon to destroy it, and who is better at big wins than Crawly?

"Perceive Me as Who I Am" || Aethelflaed || T || M/M || H || 14,203

Demons have no internal sense of identity. Crowley is, in many ways, only "Crowley" as long as those around him--and he himself--perceive him that way. He maintains his tenuous grip on his identity through his actions, his speech, his appearance. But in Rome, he meets someone who can tear all that apart. And Aziraphale must find a way to put him back together. -- Cautiously, Aziraphale stuck his head through the door. It appeared to be empty, wooden floor and plaster shredded as if some wild animal had been locked inside. There was blood here and there, and it certainly wasn’t human. Tucked in the corner where the clay roof tiles nearly sloped to the floor, lay a bed, just a pallet stuffed with straw. A dark figure lay upon it, burrowed into so many blankets he almost couldn’t see the shape tremble. “Crowley?” He could sense the demonic energy, though not as powerful as usual. As if it were being hidden. “Are you...quite alright?”

"Perceptions" || EdosianOrchids901 || M || M/M || AH || 34,246

An attack by Hell sabotages Aziraphale and Crawley's not-quite-friendship. Injured and delirious, Aziraphale assumes it’s all Crawley’s fault. Can Crawley hide Aziraphale from Hell’s agents and save him anyway?

"Please Don't Touch Me" || biscuits_and_whiskey || M || Multi || H || 4,404

In 1600's, in the New World colonies, Aziraphale is called to a town besot with a disastrous fishing shortage. They sourced the cause to a mysterious monster that poisoned the waters and killed the fish. The truth, of course, is both more complicated and far worse than Aziraphale could've imagined.

"Pull Up the ladder When the Flood Comes" || midnightdragons || T || Multi || H || 16,940

Aziraphale’s face dawned with a sudden understanding. He knelt to the ground beside Crawley, slowly and purposefully, never breaking his gaze until his eyes flicked to Crawley’s wing. A silent question. Crawley did not answer for a long moment. He couldn’t breathe, his throat constricting in on itself. Did he trust this angel? Could he trust this angel? Did he really have enough faith in Aziraphale, who he had spent little to no time with since the Garden, to not harm these children? (Or: Crawley saves children during the Flood in Mesopotamia, and finds himself in an even more jeopardizing situation as he seeks out shelter. Aziraphale struggles with his own internal conflict, but attempts to help all the same.)

"sanctuary" || Anonymous || T || M/M || AF || 22,365

“You’re staring.” “Oh dear,” says Aziraphale, completely unapologetic. “How rude of me.” Crowley begins to smile something slow, bright, and lovely, but he schools it with a bite to his lower lip. Aziraphale thinks of the way he looked two millennia ago, pressed up against the wall with Aziraphale's blessing healing his wounds, the only demon to experience divine ecstasy and live to tell the tale. How Aziraphale's hands itch to do it again, and again, and again. Crowley opens his mouth as if to say something, but then stops and spins around instead to go back to stirring the curry. “Shut up,” he says to the stove, flustered.

"so don't go (where i can't follow)" || liber_solis || M || M/M || AH || 10,265

"Angel. What have you done? Answer me!" Crowley shouts. "I'm dying, Crowley." Or There's a reason why Crowley hates the 14th century

"Still Hope" || TogetherAgain || T || Gen || H || 15,809

Sometimes, cities are destroyed. It is never an easy thing to bear witness to. It never seems to get any easier. But not all is lost. And sometimes, just knowing that is enough. “It’s all a bit too familiar, isn’t it?” he said, his voice quiet and thick and huskier than usual. Aziraphale let out a breath he hadn’t realised he was holding. “Far too familiar,” he agreed. They were both staring straight ahead, but putting their backs to the destruction didn’t mean they couldn’t still see it blazing harshly in their minds.

"The Angel of Alexandria" || ImprobableDreams900 || T || Gen || AF || 19,843

Crowley has never had good experiences with Aziraphale and burning buildings filled with books.

"The Devil Went Down to Georgia" || ImprobableDreams900 || G || Gen || F || 8,445

Now Crowley went down to Georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal, cause he was in a bind and way behind and he was willing to make a deal.

"The Firstborn" || erinacea || T || Gen || HF || 14,262

Thousands of years before the birth of the Antichrist, Crowley and Aziraphale already acted as godfathers for the first children ever born: Cain and Abel. You didn't think those initials were coincidence, did you?

"The Quiet, Persistent, Gnawing Unease" || LollipopCop || M || M/M || H || 20,851

Aziraphale looked away, and poured himself another drink. “In any case, that looked unpleasant and I’m sorry to hear that’s a regular occurrence for you.” Crowley felt weird, like he wanted to yell and punch a wall and cry and hug Aziraphale all at once. He settled on being defensive. “Oh, save it. You probably think it’s what we demons deserve for our wickedness.” Aziraphale’s gaze turned serious. “You don’t deserve that, Crowley,” he said, quietly but firmly. ~ An exploration of the serious toll Hell's physical and psychological grip has taken on Crowley since his Fall.

"Treading Water" || biscuits_and_whiskey || G || Gen || A || 3,151

In 3004 BC, the Great Flood has arrived and killed countless of the unchosen. Crawly, unwilling to stand by and do nothing, manages to save some children, but still has to contend with the dangers of the oceanic levels of water. As days pass, the despair grows, all the while Crawly tries to keep it together for the sake of his charges. After all, they didn't deserve this.

"Warning coloration" || WoodsWitch || T || M/M || F || 10,861

"It was hard to keep your guard up around someone so open and friendly and charming. And lovely, whispered a treacherous thought. It was dangerous beauty, Aziraphale tried to remind himself. Black, red, yellow - warning coloration, like a coral snake or a wasp. A helpful sign saying: Do not touch." Basically 6000 years of Aziraphale trying to figure out what Crowley's deal is, and some of the heavenly conditioning that makes that difficult. Of course, he was largely correct to start off with - he's just over-thinking it a bit. Note: Crowley's pronouns are all over the place in this. That was intentional, meant to reflect either how he/she/they are presenting at various points in history...but just a heads up, in case the first swap or two is jarring.

"What it Means to Be A Demon" || Aethelfaed || T || M/M || AH || 32,284

After an especially harrowing trip to Hell, Crawley arrives in a tiny Mesopotamian village, where he encounters a familiar face. But Aziraphale soon realizes Crawley isn't acting like his old self. Between his foul mood, his mysterious injuries, and his refusal to talk, the demon is certainly hiding something. What has brought Crawley to Gu'Edena? And is there anything Aziraphale can do? (Contains scenes of violence and abuse, though not graphically described. Tags will be updated with each chapter; check beginning notes for chapter-specific TWs.)

"wild blue yonder" || rainbowumbrella || T || M/M || HF || 7,028

“Yes,” Aziraphale concedes, “but all that arguing and getting arrested was terribly tiring. I rather think that I would like a rest.” Silence falls over them for a while, Crowley just letting himself enjoy the gentle rocking of the waves. He’s certainly not a big fan of ships, he’s long since decided, but he does enjoy that much - the gentle rocking, the sound of the wood creaking, the water sloshing. And the smell, he thinks he rather likes the smell of the sea as well. Eventually, though, Aziraphale breaks the silence by asking, “do you remember the last time we were on a boat together?” “‘Course,” Crowley replies back. “The Ark. Won’t be forgetting that in a hurry, will I?” *** Getting thrown into the brig of a ship in His Royal Navy is not, in fact, the first time Crowley and Aziraphale have been in close quarters on a ship together.

"Your Love, Clad in Empathy" || Aliencritters || T || M/M || AH || 3,329

“You said you wouldn’t stand by and watch me die,” Crowley said. “Not discorporate.” Aziraphale looked away. “I, uh, suppose I did,” he said. “Awful thing, watching someone bleed out.” — OR: Crowley gets stabbed during a battle and Aziraphale is there to stitch him up and pick up the pieces.

"5 Times Aziraphale was Almost Discorporated and One Time He Actually was" || charliebrown1234 || M || Multi || H || 29,011

What it says on the tin.

[kaeso4ka]

Hey, everybody!

I understand it's customary on Tumblr to make a post with the rules, so here I am :)

My main nickname is kaesa. English is not my native language, so you may encounter strange turns of speech in my texts. I apologize for that.

I like dark content and writing eroguro. I really love yandere. I have NO restrictions on tags. I write literally anything that is not prohibited by the site rules. I love NSFW.

I write in the Transformers fandom. I've read all the comics, watched all the cartoons and movies, and played all the games, so I'd be happy to take requests on any Transformers universe!

My favorite character is Optimus Prime from TFP and Optimus Prime from the shattered glass universe. Well, and Optimus Prime himself as such in any of his incarnations. But I don't mind writing on other characters and peirings as well.

I like to write Optimus/fem! human! reader, but I can write something else as well, depending on the request.

I'd be happy to receive requests, ask from you, as well as chatting in person.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/FaustaDea

[aziraphales-library]

hi!! i hope you're all doing well, could i request some muriel-centric or muriel pov fics?

Hello. Here are some Muriel fics...

Bonding By Way of Cupperty by keelywolfe (G)

Muriel hasn't been on Earth very long but she is learning quickly. Some things, though, she's known for a very long time.

Angelic Discovery by AuDHDMess (G)

Muriel reflects on their experiences on Earth and meets a human who gives them insight into their own mind.

Report On Human Behavioral Patterns: 823.7, Austen by halemerry (G)

Muriel reads a book that reminds them of a moment they were never meant to see.

Forever by Fuck_Right_Off (G)

“How long do we wait?” They turn their head to the side, matching the movement they had seen him do just moments before. “Forever.” His shoulders slouch. “Forever?” Muriel parroted. Then as if thinking better on it he says. “Until they need us.” Straightening his back, adjusting his gaze forward. “When will they need us?” “I…don’t know.” Muriel didn’t fully understand but that was alright. They had all the time in the world to understand. They had Forever. They smiled at him, teeth showing unabashed “okay.” ------ or Muriel finds their piece of the infinite puzzle...eventually. one book at a time.

Who Is Taking Books? by Arielavader (T)

Muriel needs the help of the demon Crowley to solve a small mystery at the bookshop... a mystery that leads her to questions she knows she shouldn't ask. The other demon he sent to help isn't making those questions any easier to answer.

The Adventure of the Sad Wet Snake by Kaesa (T)

After moving into the bookshop, Crowley develops a sudden and terrible illness, one that endangers the whole neighborhood. But fortunately for everyone, Muriel is on the case!

- Mod D

[kaesaaurelia]

Me when I try anything new or spicy after the gallbladder surgery.

top tier gas station stickers spotted

[fearandhatred]

what are your favorite good omens fics??

WOO REC TIME thank u for asking!! you may want to ask again after i've finished my resolution of reading all my mutuals' fics though because i've barely had the time to read anything these past few months... so i don't have much bookmarked lol but here are a few anyway! (from earliest read to most recent)

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mourning doves by sleepyimpulse (Words: 22,686 Chapters: 7/7)

“I’m sorry,” he registered himself saying between heaving sobs. “I’m so sorry, Crowley, I’m so sorry. Forgive me, please, please forgive me.” He hadn’t meant to say it like that, he knew the words were all wrong (he would never find the right ones). But the pain was coming at him in every direction and something, something had to give, and so he clung to Crowley like a life preserver. Crowley bent his body over Aziraphale’s and slowly, surely, pressed a kiss to his bloodied forehead. “I can’t,” he whispered, and Aziraphale went unconscious. (Aziraphale falls, post season 2)

this was one of the very first good omens fics i read and one thing about me is i LOVE this type of angst. so so good and such a nice exploration of crowley's struggle with what forgiveness is. gorgeous and so angsty. have i said that already. angst galore

say yes to me (i've got my eye on you) by thehappyyears (Words: 11,983 Chapters: 1/1)

It’s a pleasant evening much like many pleasant evenings this month, so Crowley doesn’t expect anything unusual when he makes himself comfortable on his side of the couch and lets Aziraphale select the wine. Which is why he’s resolutely caught off guard when Aziraphale disappears into a backroom, which Crowley always assumed was a wine cellar, and then turns around, darkness behind him and low, warm light gilding his hair and making his eyes bright. He’s breathtaking, he’s so beautiful, his eyes are so dark. “Crowley,” he breathes. Or, Crowley and Aziraphale have sex.

this is THE epitome of service top crowley. all hail service top crowley. also it's just so well-written and seamless. also i don't want this list to be too long so if smut is your thing then i recommend literally anything by focusfixated or zehwulf or Ineffably_Yours

Zmija by Himitsu_no (Words: 3,185 Chapters: 4/4)

He'd sigh in annoyance and hide his face in the angel's chest. "Said if they lived longer they'd have more time to become nasty and corrupted little shits, do all sorts of evil deeds and the likes. They never questioned it and went as far as warn me in advance of all the bigger natural disasters." Aziraphale would laugh and his fingers find their way into the red locks with practiced ease, and he'd bend to kiss the top of his head. "Did they do that, though? The evil deeds." Crowley would smile despite himself, eyes closed and leaning into the caress. "About a dozen, maybe. The rest were just... ordinary humans doing ordinary stuff." There'd be a long pause in which the angel would take it all in, and the demon would replay many of it in his mind with unease. Then Aziraphale would speak again, voice barely a whisper, "How long were you in Mesopotamia after the flood, my love?"

yeah i have this in my bookmarks but i have not touched it ever since i read it the first time because. it hurts me :) idk if it's because of my mommy and daddy issues but the whole crowley being good with kids tropes makes me so sad. and also this fic is just. devastating to me. i really should leave a comment but i don't want to read it again fr

when i knew love’s perfect ache by sugarskulled (Words: 1,834 Chapters: 1/1)

A demon can't touch that which has been made holy by God. Crowley knows this well as anyone. And Aziraphale? Aziraphale is so holy it burns.

this is definitely one of my favourite good omens fics of all time. angst again and so bittersweet i think about it so often

better to read and eat cake in a Soho bookshop than to reign in Hell by Kaesa (Words: 35,717 Chapters: 5/8)

When Aziraphale flees Heaven with the Book of Life, he's planned for it -- he's alerted other angels stationed on Earth to Heaven's plans, and asked them to take steps so that humans won't get caught up in the inevitable battle he faces with the other archangels. But Crowley shows up too, and he doesn't know the plan, and in the chaos Aziraphale leaps in front of a terrible blow meant for Crowley. And so, still very angry with him, Crowley must get him back to the bookshop (which is full of annoying angels) and help him heal, and try to figure out how to move past their previous fight, because, sure, he's mad at Aziraphale, but he doesn't want him to die. But soon enough it becomes clear that Aziraphale isn't necessarily dying. He is changing, and no one quite knows what to expect, because this situation has only happened once before, when Supreme Archangel Lucifer Fell and became Satan.

this fic has everything tbh and it's one i keep coming back to. the smut is great AND well-written and besides that the plot itself is so good??? the writing overall is just gorgeous tbh. slight body horror too :) the moment this updates i will be all over it like a rabid dog

Dear Angel by crowleys_bentley_and_plants (Words: 3,379 Chapters: 13/?)

A collection of emails addressed to a certain Aziraphale, found on the computer of a lonely demon.

poetic and hard-hitting and interconnected and also tells a story. through emails!! also the last lines of every chapter always knock me out lmaoo

to hold you like a bouquet by gravitron (Words: 10,676 Chapters: 1/1)

Crowley and Aziraphale, as told by history’s flowers.

can y'all read this fic oh my god i'm gonna fight everyone. so so beautifully written and well-structured. you know what i'm just gonna copy and paste part of my comment on here because yeah: i love your writing it's just. The Way Yo uWrite. The Words. your way with words. etc. and some of your sentences have a directness to them that's so effective. and the way you incorporated the flowers into every part of the story is like... so tastefully done I'm obsessed

[lordeasriel]

A Jedi's life is to struggle serve.

A portrait of my main Barsen'thor from SWTOR, Kaesa. Oldest sister to the Wrath, they were separated when the Wrath was just a baby and Kaesa was brought up by the Jedi Order, becoming one of its fiercest beacons of light and duty.

I got the unstable arbiter's lightsaber a long time ago and i love using it in all my characters, so i decided to actually draw hers here. looks neat imo. I went for a stroky artstyle this time and this looks great

(im by.effie on instagram)

[13daysadvent]

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[kaesaaurelia]

Can we also talk about them casually flinging out "haha, what a loser, you must have been a victim of child abuse/neglect" as an insult, because uh. Yeah I'm not gonna pretend my darker and more violent fic ISN'T heavily influenced by abuse I experienced as a child, but I don't think that's actually a prerequisite, and it's frankly incredibly funny for someone to portray themselves as morally superior when they're saying "lol I bet you suffered lifelong trauma due to being mistreated by adults at your most vulnerable! what a loser!" Sure, Babykicker McGee, tell me how morally superior your fiction is. Tell me how you are making the world a better place by having better taste in daydreams and mocking survivors of childhood trauma.

This post is so funny like comment subscribe if you picture your favs bloodied and coughing on the floor and flinching