Valerie Kaplan

Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have eyeballs thrust upon them.

A Good Omens fanfic, by SparkKeyper. Broadcast audio from CBS News, sound effects from https://sound-effects.bbcrewind.co.uk/ It's 1969 and the humans have made Crowley's favorite advancement yet.

A Good Omens fanfic, by battle_cat. Sound effect from https://freesound.org/s/198278/ Content warnings: implied/referenced torture, child death mention. In the midst of the Great Fire of London, Crowley does an emergency good deed too undemonic for Hell to ignore. There are consequences, and they don't come in the form of a rude note.

A Good Omens fanfic, read by the author. Chanctonbury Ring, a prehistoric hill fort covered in beech trees, is a point of interest near Devil's Dyke on the South Downs. Local legend has it that, if you run around it seven times anticlockwise, the Devil will appear and offer you a bowl of soup in exchange for your soul. Local legends are weird like that.

Reading from Good Omens, part 6: Sunday.

Reading from Good Omens, part 6: Saturday.

Reading from Good Omens, part 5: Friday.

Reading from Good Omens, part 4: Thursday.

A Good Omens fanfic, read by the author. Aziraphale and Crowley are not, in fact, oblivious; a lack of awareness of each other's feelings was never their problem. Now that they're on their own side, actually giving voice to those feelings should be easy, right? Art by cloudycitrus at https://twitter.com/cloudycitrus/status/1287877960599392258

Reading from Good Omens, part 3: Wednesday.

A reading of "Sunbird" by Neil Gaiman. (Minimal editing.)

Reading from Good Omens, part 1: In the Beginning (and Dramatis Personae). Edited for flubs and noise reduction, but still has page-turning noises and pauses for tea.

Reading from Good Omens, part 2: Eleven Years Ago.

A Good Omens fanfic, read by the author. What do an eagle lectern, a slightly charred book, and an emergency starter crank have in common? Here's a hint. Or, Noah's Ark accidentally acquires an extra snake.

A Good Omens fanfic, read by the author. "...angels are sexless unless they really want to make an effort." For that matter, they're not naturally CORPOREAL. Physical expressions of affection aren't instinctual for ethereal (or occult) beings, but then, Aziraphale and Crowley enjoy plenty of things that aren't. They just approach them a bit differently.

A Good Omens ficlet, read by the author. A new waiter at a café with an excellent dessert selection serves a rather odd couple.

A Good Omens ficlet, read by the author. You know when you start with a perfectly sensible premise, and draw from it a perfectly sensible conclusion, and then you draw a perfectly sensible conclusion from that, and somehow after a few steps you land somewhere that WOULD have you going "How the HECK did I end up HERE?" except you KNOW how and it's ALL COMPLETELY LOGICAL? So anyway, Aziraphale and Crowley decide to take some precautions against uninvited former colleagues. Perfectly sensibly.

A Good Omens filk of "A Frog He Would A-Wooing Go" (from whose refrain we get Crowley's first name!).

A Good Omens fanfic, read by the author. Crowley and Aziraphale get down to the task of interpreting Prophecy 5004... as well as fill each other in on just what happened to them this afternoon, banter, reminisce, banter, philosophise, and banter. ...I like writing banter. Art by Cat at https://cats-current-hyperfixation.tumblr.com/post/616696365145276416/an-illustration-for-shinyhappygoth-s-fic