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Good Omens Fic Rec: Of Fire and Falcons

Since they met at a Florida Renaissance faire a year and a half ago, fire spinner Crowley and falconer Aziraphale have been a great deal more than friends, but they've never quite admitted what they really feel about each other. Now Crowley has fallen in love, and he has five weeks at the Catskill Mountains Renaissance Faire during the most romantic season of the year to convince Aziraphale to see the light. A Good Omens Human AU set on the American Renaissance faire circuit.

Length: 54,201 words

AO3 Rating: Explicit / Spice Level 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Best for: After Dark, Romance, Human AU, Pick-me-up

Triggers: None

Read it here, fic by CemeteryAngel725

*Minor Spoilers* God, I know this is a particularly adaptable pairing but how does every AU just work with them? This setting is so far removed from canon and yet unmistakably them. Except hornier, much more horny. Like complete sluts they are in this.

So in this AU Crowley and Aziraphale are both Renaissance Faire performers. Ren Faires aren't exactly my thing, but when I was a senior in high school they filmed a (awful) movie at the Ren Faire near us and we spent weeks there as extras, during public hours and after. It was such a neat experience going slightly behind scenes (also because we got to meet Matthew Lillard and Christina Ricci). So I have a normie soft spot for them. This perfectly captured the atmosphere. Even down to the rainy days! The camaraderie and community was wonderful. It's not just a flimsy backdrop for the AU, it's a full fleshed out and lived in world. I don't want to spoil the ending, but something brings the entire group together and it was a wonderful scene. I love the Faire family they have made.

More than that, Aziraphale being a falconer and Crowley being a fire performer was thrilling and unique. They are both so competent at what they do and each have such an awe of each other's skills. Which just makes them even more horny for each other. Truly this is the one time where going to a haunted house as foreplay makes sense for them. I'm like, yep, that tracks. They have a wonderful relationship here, with real life problems. This story doesn't make up villains to create a Heaven/Hell type of separation for them, it's just normal life that keeps them apart. Eventually they will become each other's anchor and home. A safe place to land. Also thank you for giving them tattoos!!! I adore them tattooed

Lots of fun and lightly kinky sex here, so not one to read out and about. It's such a fun, lighthearted romance. The setting is such a wonder to explore. And now I'm craving a bread bowl....

Read it here, fic by CemeteryAngel725

Real talk, how many different hairstyles do we think Crowley can have in 90 minutes??

mood

I've been fighting the stupid lineart for 2 hours only to realise I've been using the wrong brush!!!! I'm kicking!!!

Star Snek

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I illustrated this intergalactic space snake of creation for @goodomensafterdark’s epic fic project, The Serpent and the Owl (AO3, Explicit) an absolutely MASSIVE project to write and illustrate a monsterfucking long fic.

This piece is for chapter one, wherein we meet StarSnek!Crowley and set up the world in which the story takes place. The first four chapters of TSATO are up right now, posting weekly.

He’s just vibin around this black hole, makin star stuff. Look at the little planets forming in his coils:

February 19th, 2024: launch date of the epic fic project.

January 19th, 2025: the publishing of the epic fic, named The Serpent and the Owl, starts.

Total amount of people who wrote or made art for this epic fic: 69 writers and artists.

Total amount of people involved in the project: 75 people, including: 35 writers, 31 artists, 4 creators who took on both writing and art, 5 betas (+3 writers and 1 artist who took on the task), and 1 podficcer.

This is the first part of a series in 7 parts. And I promise: there is a happy ending

This one @neil-gaiman?

I was just reminded of a Tumblr Q & A from this blog from long ago, and went looking for it, and found it had vanished. I know I didn't delete it which means, I guess, that either someone must have complained about it to Tumblr and had it deleted, or Tumblr sometimes loses posts. My guess would be the former. Does anyone have a screen grab or a record of

https://neil-gaiman.tumblr.com/post/17783110089/you-mentioned-you-like-stephen-fry-be-wary-he-is

OF FIRE AND FALCONS A GOOD OMENS RENAISSANCE FAIRE AU

(COMPLETE fic, 15/15 chapters, 54,201 words!) By GOAD's very own smut angel, @cemeteryangel725, who did me the incredible honor of allowing me to make some cover art for her story. Rated EXPLICIT on AO3, no minors, and, as always, MIND THE FUCKING TAGS.

I'll be posting full size portraits of each of Cemetery's wonderful characters in a few days!

@goodomensafterdark

WIP sketch and color test for a piece I'm doing for @thescholarlystrumpet's fic for the GOAD smut wars

My darling spouse minted this on a fucking coin, like a totally normal person does. That's a completely normal thing to do.

Just a silly fluff sketch.

i have brought her laughing (to my quietly dreaming garden) ------------------------------ The scene: A smoky, velvet-lined speakeasy smudged carelessly somewhere in the pocket of a roaring, glittered New York City, 1924, nighttime. Prohibition is on, but the law books never really dissuade anyone from getting a drink, not if they know where to go. It sure as Hell doesn't stop Crowley from taking her Angel out for a drink, because Aziraphale wanted one. And hey, it's the jazz age, Crowley knows where to get weed again.

This painting is one half of a collaboration I did with my dear friend @thescholarlystrumpet, who wrote a fantastic companion piece on AO3 (Rated M, mind the drug use tag).

“I got something else to liven up your final night in town. If you’re feeling a little… daring.” Crowley looked sidelong at Aziraphale and arched one penciled-on brow. Aziraphale wiggled happily and slid off the stool to sidle closer, until her head was practically on the Demon’s bare shoulder. “Do tell.”  Crowley tried not to shiver as she could feel the Angel’s breath against her heated skin, smell the heady potpourri of perfume, wine, and a pinch of ethereal sweat, taste it on her (currently unforked) tongue. She held up the expertly rolled joint between two fingers accented by red painted talons. “It’s been a very long time, I think, since we really… indulged.” Turning her head just so, nearly nose to nose with her friend. “Don’t you think we’ve earned it?” “Why, you wicked temptress,” Aziraphale murmured, her voice low and slightly breathless, sly smile belying any hint of admonishment. 

full size and detail shots after the jump