a conspiracy of cartographers

Hey Ari are you doing anything with your life besides writing endless Good Omens fic? Glad you asked! Absolutely not. (This is a lie, I'm actually doing all kinds of things and holiday retail season is in high gear at the bookstore, but the truly important thing is that I'm writing endless Good Omens fic.)

knowing this will I reach for you, Aziraphale/Crowley
It wasn't as though his interest in Aziraphale was entirely appropriate. Of course it wasn't bloody appropriate. He was consorting with the Enemy, nothing about it was appropriate.

6000-year slowburn! Lots of wikipedia deep-dives from which I emerged with one additional sentence, usually about what food Aziraphale is eating! Crowley going into absolute contortions of longing as he accidentally falls in love! I had a blast writing this one.

NEW GOOD OMENS FIC, it only took me several weeks, this is definitely the first of several at the very least.

Everything Else Is A Substitute For Your Love, Aziraphale/Crowley
"You can't have been a demon," Aziraphale said. "No one used to be a demon. Why would you say that?"

Crowley wakes up an angel again and everything is terrible, enjoy!

(Next up: Aziraphale has lots of gay sex throughout history! But not with Crowley, one doesn't sleep with the enemy! God I'm excited to write that one.)

(Also I need some Good Omens DW icons, but in the meantime I'm just using my old Saxon Is Your Man icon and laughing to myself.)