Rebekah Seese

This is all because of a convo I had with @spacynop.bsky.social …

I’ve Skater AU? Hockey AU? Frozen Frequency AU?
Anyways, Al probably uses the blades of his skates to murder people <3

#MurderMedia #VoxAl #RadioStatic #StaticRadio #MurderMediaIceSkatingAU #HockeyPlayerVox #FigureSkaterAlastor

Screenshot of the Whickber Street Twitter group chat: “@CoffeeOrDeath (Nina): So how are we feeling, chat *melted smiley emoji* @D_Arnold (Mr. Arnold): Why are you DMing us when we’re sitting at the same table at the pub??? @CoffeeOrDeath (Nina): I express my feelings better in writing and emojis @NotASeamstress (Mrs. Sandwich): HOLY SHIT THEY KISSED @DustyVinyls (Maggie): Truly makes you believe in true love <3”

Screenshot of the Whickber Street Twitter group chat: “@GoldstoneMagic (Mutt): Isn’t anyone going to mention Eden or 1941? If I heard the recording correctly. @TigerAndDragon (Ms. Cheng): I assume they’re probably code words for something else? @D_Arnold (Mr. Arnold): Oh shit what if they’re spies?! I knew we shouldn’t have messed with them! No wonder the recording cut off!!! They must have some sort of device! @FrenchInSoho (Justine): Not another one of your theory again, Arnold XD”

Screenshot of the Whickber Street Twitter group chat: “@CoffeeOrDeath (Nina): Well at any rate I’m calling this a good job well done @DustyVinyls (Maggie): Well done us! @TigerAndDragon (Ms. Cheng): We did it! @FrenchInSoho (Justine): Fuck it I’m buying us a round we deserved it for going through all that forest of pines @NotASeamstress (Mrs. Sandwich): Can’t wait to tease Mr. Fell at the next shopkeeper meeting ;)”

076. Job officially jobbed, from Nina's phone

Posted the first chapter of my fic for the Hell's Greatest Writers event! 💕 Going back to the cheesy porn roots, please expect no depth!

#huskerdust
❤️🐈‍⬛🕷️🕸️

archiveofourown.org/works/796779...

Text image: Aziraphale pushed the door to the patio at Marguerite’s, ready to give Mr. Brown a piece of his mind but instead of the carpet seller he found Crowley staring at him, looking bewildered. “Crowley?! What are you doing here? I thought this was the shopkeeper meeting,” Aziraphale said, slightly confused. “And why are you wearing this ridiculous disguise?!” Crowley looked helplessly around the patio - it seems they were the only ones present - then at himself, he was wearing a garish jumper and teal corduroy trousers. With a snap of his fingers, his “intern” disguise fell away to reveal his usual black outfit. “Beat me, I was supposed to be meeting a group of humans here about-” he interrupted himself. “About what?” Crowley sighed: “I suppose I should tell you the truth. Long story short, I’ve been impersonating you online, well your bookshop anyway, and got tangled with the shopkeepers’ matchmaking scheme.” “Matchmaking?!” Aziraphale exclaimed. “With who?” “Well you… and it turned out… me, ridiculous, I know right? Humans got all these sort of silly ideas I don’t even know where they got them from,” Crowley prattled. “You’re probably seeing that Brown guy anyway.”

Text image: “Oh,” Aziraphale said quietly. “Oh?” Crowley repeated. “I just realised the intention behind most conversations I had with the Whickber Street shopkeepers these past few months. I wish I had known sooner so I would have put an end to all their schemings.” “Right,” Crowley reacted, disappointment dripping down his voice. “Oh no, my dear, not like that. I wish I had told you.” “Told me what?” “That I love you, I can’t hide it any longer,” Aziraphale confessed. “If you don’t return my feelings, that’s perfectly fine but I just thought you should know.” “Ngk, angel…” “Don’t worry, my dear, nothing has to change, you’ve always been such a dear friend to me, I wouldn’t give it up for the world. I’ve only been the happiest when you’re with me.” “Aziraphale, will you just let me speak,” Crowley interrupted. Aziraphale fell silent. “I love you too, Angel,” Crowley revealed. “I have since the garden of Eden.” “This long?” Aziraphale whispered softly. “I didn’t realise it until much later but yeah.”

Text image: “Oh my dear, I think I’ve had feelings for you since Before the Beginning. You were so bright, still are, it was impossible not to fall for you but I didn’t realise I was in love until you saved my books in 1941. If I had been brave enough I would have told you then but you had just escaped Hell’s clutches, I couldn’t risk it and after that I’ve always been so afraid Heaven or Hell might find out and destroy you.” “Aziraphale…” “I hope you forgive me for making you wait.” “I’d have waited until the end of time,” Crowley quietly admitted. Neither knew who started the kiss but they both felt sparks the moment their lips met. Somewhere they could hear the distant sound of multiple light bulbs exploding and the soulful song of a nightingale. It was a first kiss but they have been longing for each other for so long it felt more like reacquaintance. Like a “Oh hello, it’s you, of course it’s always been you”. With a sigh, they broke the kiss after a moment, foreheads leaning against each other, feeling utterly content.

Text image: Aziraphale dropped his head away to rest against Crowley’s chest but he suddenly snapped up when a thought came into his mind.: “You thought I was with Brown?!” “What was I supposed to think? That guy kept hanging around your bookshop and you were going to all these ‘secret meetings’?!” “For the shopkeeper association!” Aziraphale cried. “And anyway I do have standards and Mr. Brown meets none of them.” “And who meets those standards?” Crowley enquired. “You know you’re the only one who does.” “Ngk, angel.”

074. And a nightingale sang in Whickber Street

I spent 10 hours on the illustration for Patreon's print I'm deaaaaaaad 💀
There's a crumb.

Reveal at Valentine's Day from my grave 🍣🍫🍷🍓🌹💋

#goodomens

Handwritten note on parchment: “The bookshop will be closing early today in order for me to attend an emergency meeting of the Whickber Street Traders and Shopkeepers Association this evening. Regards, Mr Fell.”

Screenshot of a private tweet from Crowley: “Here goes nothing, ngk”.

Old fashioned wooden door with a yellow post it note saying “Meeting in the patio”.

073. The final countdown

Day 1 // Surprise!

#ineffablefamfeb
@ineffablefamfeb.bsky.social

Two figures lie on a tartan picnic blanket in a garden enclosed by a high grey stone wall with a closed wooden door. Surrounding them are apple trees, shrubbery, and a garden with hot peppers. An open picnic basket with a wine bottle and grapes is placed near the blanket. On the grass is one full upright wine glass and one wine glass on its side spilling red wine. Both figures are positioned on their sides, one behind the other. The figure at the back has a white-blonde bob and is wearing a brown strap-on harness with a blue dildo, as well as white thigh-high stockings and laced brown heeled boots. Her eyes are closed as she buries her face in the front figure’s hair and embraces her. The front figure has long curly red hair and an overwhelmed expression with one eye closed. She reaches for the blonde figure with one hand and grasps the picnic blanket with her other hand. Her penis and testicles are visible and a dildo is entering her from behind.

Why don’t you meet me in the garden, darling? I’ll show you how I bargain. 🌱🍎

I figure it’s high time I shared my contribution to Vol. 2 of @thwartingwileszine.bsky.social!

#GoodOmensNSFW #ineffablewives

Literally a publication for eight-year olds 40 years ago

My FTH fic for my darling @djjazzyjuniper.bsky.social is up!

When Crowley goes to kink night at a sex club & is gently flogged for the first time by soft, competent leatherworker dom Aziraphale, he realises he underestimated how much he’d enjoy the sensation 💦💦💦

archiveofourown.org/works/76650821

Screenshot of the Whickber Street Twitter group chat: “@CoffeeOrDeath (Nina): Ok so here’s the plan, we invite the “intern” to meet in person somewhere in Whickber Street and then we tell Mr. Fell we’re having an emergency shopkeeper meeting. @FrenchInSoho (Justine): Happy to provide the place in my restaurant, I have a nice and cosy patio, out of the way *eyes emoji* @D_Arnold (Mr. Arnold): Wait, so your plan is just to lock them up and hope they’re going to confess their undying love?! How are we sure this is gonna work cause they’ve surely been alone a hundred times in that bookshop and still nothing! @CoffeeOrDeath (Nina): This time they won’t expect it! And we can always refuse to set them free unless they do! @TigerAndDragon (Ms. Cheng): I am sat for this *suggestive emoji*”

Screenshot of the Whickber Street Twitter group chat: “@GoldstoneMagic (Mutt): There’s a flaw in your plan though, if the intern and the Thin Dark Duke are one and the same, he won’t want to come meet us in person. @NotASeamstress (Mrs. Sandwich): Or maybe he’ll come out of worry we might reveal him to Mr. Fell. @CoffeeOrDeath (Nina): We have to try though, it’s been months. Maggie? Can you let Crowley know? He seems to trust you the most. @DustyVinyls (Maggie): Will do :)”

068. The plan, from Nina’s phone

Are you looking for some spoooky, short Good Omens fics for this Halloween?

Check out the Halloween collection of our Workshop!

And if you'd like to play along: Can you spot mine in all those entries? 😆 I don't think it's ever been this obvious!

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#GoodOmens

Colored it too 🙈

P.S. Background? What background?

"An angular jaw he once traced with kisses was now stained with blood. Sharp cheekbones he once caressed with his thumb were now changing their colours to purple and blue. Messy brown hair he once buried his hands in was now wet with sweat. Soft lips he once devoured to dumbness were now swollen and busted. His breath hitched. He gritted his teeth as he took in the sight in front of him. “Why you?” He whispered to the unconscious man."

To the dear 2½ people that like Extended Universe Crossover Ships, I have posted a new one.

It's been a few months since I first mentioned working on this... I'm sorry it's taken so long but it's here now!

8.8k M: Lucian/Peter - 'You Don't Have to Dream Anymore'
archiveofourown.org/works/71061636

Eclipse Omens Storyline - Prologue of Eden Reverse - Part 1

I've been talking about a storyline for my Eclipse Omens for quite some time, and now it's finally here! 😁
And of course, we'll start with the Garden of Eden 😂💖

Stay tuned for part 2 next week!

#goodomenscomic #reverseau #eclipseomens

Hi everyone!
All the new goodies are now availables!

Medals, stickers book, keychains, prints and more

Please share this post to help my small business! 💛

I just posted the first two chapters of my new romantasy story, Two Princes, on ao3!! Arranged marriage, slow burn, magical creatures, rated E for eventual smut. I’d be honored if you’d like to check it out! 👑💕👑

This amazing art is by Siobhans_world on tumblr!!

archiveofourown.org/works/703339...

Minotaur Aziraphale is worried about his mate, the naga Crowley. Something has clearly happened to him and he is hiding behind a big rock. Aziraphale tries to ask what has happened but doesn't get a clear ansver.

Crowley starts to tell Aziraphale what happened. Apparently a witch doctor put a curse on him that changed him somehow. Crowley finally comes out behind the rock and we can see he has been turned into a human. He is standing naked, leaning at the rock, legs wobbly. Aziraphale is shocked.

Crowley's legs give out and he slumps to the ground. Aziraphale comes to him and tries to comfort him. Crowley turns his head away and tries not to show him he feels like crying. Crowley thinks Aziraphale might leave him now that he has been turned into a human. Aziraphale pulls him into a big hug and assures him that he is still the most important thing to him. Crowley lets the tears come.

Aziraphale holds Crowleys face between his hands and makes him look him in the eyes while telling him he would love him no matter how he looks. Crowley is crying. They kiss. Aziraphale assures him he still desires Crowley and tells him he wants to make love to him. Crowley jokes about Aziraphale being horny to anything. Aziraphale wipes a teardrop from the corner of Crowley's eye.

I made a little 17 page comic. Here are the first 4 pages but you can read the whole thing on my AO3 (registered users only). Rated E. archiveofourown.org/works/67793346
#goodomens #goodomensfanart #goodomensAU #nsfwcomic #nsfwart

There are 4 scenarios oicturing Aziraphale, Crowley and their baby Astra (OC) at the funfair. Top left: Aziraphale with Astra on a unicorn figure (Merry Go Round) Top right: The family in a ferris wheel cabin. Azi in the background smiling at the sight of Crowley and Astra looking excitetly out the window. Bottom left: Azi enjoying a caramel apple. Bottom right: The family at a game booth where Crowley throws a ball to knock off cans. (He maybe cheats a bit by turning them into fire balls). In the bg you see Azi holding Astra and a big teddy bear. Middle The family together ❤️

Ineffable Family at the Funfair 🎡🎠

Tempt - Chapter 1 ✨♥️

After some time I finally decided I needed to draw this delicious glory hole scene from @depraveddame.bsky.social omegaverse series Hedonia

Read here: archiveofourown.org/works/567641...

#GoodOmensFanArt #GoodOmens

I have this in my head for too long... Hope you like it !

Thank you very much @KojiDub for the translation ! =D

#GoodOmens #Goodomens2 #GoodomensFanart #Aziraphale #Crowley #ineffablehusbands #Aziracrow

✨My chibi Fallen and Guardian from Eden design✨🌿🍃Aren’t they cute?😇
Check out the sticker pics in the comments! ♥️

#goodomens #crowley #aziraphale #davidtennant #michaelsheen #ineffablehusbands #goodomensfanart

haven't painted Aziraphale in ages, decided to put some flowers on him too cos that's what i do now i guess xD chamomile blossoms seemed fitting :') #aziraphale #goodomens #GoodOmensFanArt #michaelsheen

Next chapter of the Yelp Chronicles are locked and loaded to go out this weekend. :)

Who is this grumpy new member of the Shopkeeper's Association???

archiveofourown.org/works/490383...

#GoodOmens

Alec and Ellie from Broadchurch wondering about if it’s murder.

Have a Broadchurch sketch with a sprinkle of Hot Fuzz!
#davidtennant is my favorite disaster puppy
#broadchurch
#hotfuzz

a clutch of our own - blackeyedblonde - Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett [Archive of Our Own] An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

this is an older fic of mine that just turned 2 earlier in the month, but for people who like monster omens and want to see naga!Crowley and harpy!Aziraphale be full of Yearning and build a swamp nest together, plus do some nasty outdoor fuckin...! #goodomens

archiveofourown.org/works/47624056

It’s Fuck Your Flatmate in the name of Science Friday!

is this the real thing/ is this just fantasy? is done and posted! ✨

archiveofourown.org/works/66716458

I have a new story! No angst, but it is rated E for eventual smut. Az is a preschool teacher, and Crowley’s bonus nephew is in his class. Fergus and Ella get the bright idea to fix them up - but really, the ineffable idiots don’t need a lot of help!

archiveofourown.org/works/666998...

Have some silliness that hopefully makes you smile: