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Hello there! Happy Spring! I’ve spent almost the last year working on a Good Omens AU and was hoping to share it here. I also wanted to shout about how wonderful the readers have been. This fandom is amazing. Thanks for what you do to keep everyone informed of the great stories out there.

The fic is finally complete. It’s a fake marriage fic with Aziraphale as a romance author and Crowley as his gardener. Crowley is demisexual.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/48743242/chapters/122958385

Congratulations! I do hope you are proud of yourself!

and now all of my garden is grown in lavender by ilikeblue for the_moonmoth [Rated E, 72K words]

Popular queer romance author, A.Z. Fell, has been lying about having a husband and a happy marriage for years. Longing to escape a string of failed relationships and looking for a fresh start, Aziraphale moves into the cottage left to him by his Great Aunt Agnes. When a TV adaptation of one of his books leads to sudden popularity and throws him into the limelight, his fans (and the press) are eager to catch a glimpse of Aziraphale's own mysterious leading man. Unfortunately, he still has to cast someone for that role. Enter the handsome gardener…

Under Crowley's meticulous care the cottage's neglected garden slowly comes back to life, and Aziraphale finds himself writing the most important love story he'll ever write: his own

-Mod AB

Crowley's charcoal portrait. 11 hours of work.

An angel bright, a demon bold,

Their love defied the stories told.

Beyond all time, through light and shade,

A bond unbroken, never swayed.

Upon the sea where moonlight gleams,

They whisper hope in golden dreams.

The waves may crash, the tempests cry,

Yet still they soar, yet still they fly.

Through endless skies, past heaven’s gate,

They dance defiant, laughing fate.

No chains of earth, nor law above,

Can dim the fire of their love.

And when the nightingale takes flight,

It sings their tale in silver light.

Of hope, of stars, of endless bliss,

A love that time could not dismiss.

mOcKiNg CrOwLey

Woodcut print of the ineffable husband's hands during the dance scene.

There might be more to come, might turn it into a series of 3.

Do you also experience this soft and safe darkness of the night sometimes, especially with someone you love nearby? Crowley hangs the stars for Aziraphale in the theatre and they share a first kiss. The perfect start for the weekend. Short fic (~1100words). By @sapphosewrites

And within this fic a reference to a lovely poem. Aziraphale is quoting from Starlight by Harold Lewis Cook:

Starlight through the curve of space

Falls an age and does not tire;

Falls and knows not where it falls,

A curve of undiminished fire.

Game: post six photos that aren't selfies. Thanks for the tag @beerok23 and @anatomic-girl. These fairly recent photos bring me joy(ful memories). Info under the ALT button.

I am a bit late to this game ;). No pressure tags to @inherently-human @goodoldfashionedlovergirls-blog @beniplantsstuff @foolishlovers

Thank you dear @hermiola and @sunrisesinthesuburbs 🩷🩷 for the tag!

SIX PICTURES THAT AREN’T SELFIES

No pressure tags @di-42 @curiouspupsicle @beerok23 @yokohamama

"Those who think listening isn't an art should see if they can do it half as well." - Michael Ende, Momo

Momo, also known as The Grey Gentlemen or The Men in Grey, is a fantasy novel by Michael Ende. The novel was published on January 1973.  

“Calendars and clocks exist to measure time, but that signifies little because we all know that an hour can seem as eternity or pass in a flash, according to how we spend it.”

Michael Ende, Momo