Category: Fanfiction

The fluff continues to fluff! I’m having fun with these silly foodies.

Speaking of food, any opinions on what a certain principality might order at a cafe just down the street and around the bend for a light lunch? Send in your thoughts to my askbox or as a comment on this post! Especially if you’re British and/or own a bookshop.

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“Just a small miracle,” Aziraphale said. “I go unnoticed all the time, when it suits me, of course.”

Oscar had to pause to think about whether he’d heard right. It wasn’t the first time Aziraphale had said it, but even with different context it didn’t make a lot of sense. “Just a small miracle” shouldn’t explain away the sudden appearance of a teacup, nor why Aziraphale could go unnoticed. Oscar began to wonder if he’d get a better explanation if he asked.

He decided not to risk it. “Oh. Th-that’s okay, then, I suppose. It’ll work on me, too?”

I’m still working on it! Very soon I’m thinking I will split this story into parts because it just keeps growing, and I want to start posting things. For now, here’s another excerpt of my foray into Good Omens fanfiction.

Finding what to say was the next monumental task. Aziraphale’s hands twitched at his sides, and then he clasped them in front of the worn buttons of his waistcoat. He didn’t even think of sitting in the chair, as inviting as it was with its extra cushion leaned against the back and all. He couldn’t help thinking of his first assumption, that the little fellow was a mouse, there to chew on the books and make a mess of things.

Now he’d gotten a proper look at him, he didn’t seem like the type to chew on the books. He certainly didn’t look at all prepared to try to buy one either. In fact, the little fellow mostly seemed frightened, as if he wished to be anywhere in the world other than the bookshop.

Despite his usual protectiveness over his cherished volumes, that last bit did not sit well with Aziraphale at all.

“Dear fellow, it … it seems we’re off to rather a bad start.”

So I, like many, was very easily won over by the Good Omens miniseries over on Amazon. I loved the book, and this adaptation launched the bar for book-to-movie adaptations into space. I ended up wanting to try to write a story with the characters from it (as always, with an OC of mine thrown in to help me keep up momentum). This is an excerpt from the resulting WIP.

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As the sudden loss of its exit thwarted the little creature, Aziraphale resumed his approach to fetch it.

He knelt down as soon as the little thing fell into his shadow. One hand left his side in preparation to hastily gather the little mouse up and put it outside (no way in heaven or earth did he have it in him to kill it). But he stopped.

“Oh. Oh dear,” he murmured to himself.

That was not a mouse.