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wisesnail · 2 days

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I've got a few artworks that I forgot to share after I painted them, so have one while I can't paint because I'm enjoying Japan 💙

I hope you like it!

Prints and other stuff on my RedBubble and Threadless

#bildad #bildad the shuhite #crowley #anthony j crowley #david tennant #good omens #good omens 2 #go #go 2 #Wisesnail #my art #speed painting

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lvndrlondonfog · 1 day

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Okay but the Husbands are perfectly dramatic enough to fit into Mamma Mia!

Cursed, cursed idea; final fifteen fallout:

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unicorngunter · 20 hours

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Dust jacket for the ukrainian edition of Good omens

You can buy it if you're from Ukraine

#Good omens #Go #ineffable wives #ineffable husbands #aziraphale #Crowley #Book cover #Dust jacket

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dinoace2 · 2 days

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Things Left Unsaid

Cute sad moments is how I cope ok

1.2k words of soft Aziracrow angst

s2 spoilers!

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Crowley paced the shelves of the bookshop. He always did. If there was nothing else to do, then he would spend his days looking over the dragon's hoard of literature that built up over the past millenia or so. Why was he there anyway? Perhaps waiting for something? But Heaven knows - no, he knows - that what he's hoping for isn't going to return.

The new guardian of the shop found this to be a normal occurrence now. She would watch the demon wander aimlessly for hours at a time, keeping an eye out for nothing at all.

Muriel occasionally brought him pastries and to-go coffees, by Nina's recommendation, so that he wasn't walking a marathon indoors on an empty stomach.

After far too long of walking toward an unattainable destination - onlookers could argue he'd carved a groove in the hardwood floor of the path he'd followed - his legs led him to the chair of Aziraphale's desk in the bookshop's study.

They collapsed beneath him as he finally sat, the overworked limbs numb from use. Now that he was still, he was exhausted. His whole body felt heavy, weighed down nearly equally by fatigue and sorrow. His eyelids were heavy, and after a moments' hesitation, he let them close.

The door's bells chimed, not necessarily uncommon for this time of day, but the footsteps that followed made their way...right to him.

"...Crowley..."

The demon froze and his eyes shot open, now quite awake and very aware of his surroundings.

He scrambled to his feet, pulling his glasses off his face, hoping this wasn't some sort of trick of the lighting.

He reached out, tentatively, as if the being in front of him were to shatter or vanish at his touch.

"Angel?"

Aziraphale gently took hold of his outstretched hand, his crystal blue eyes gazing lovingly at Crowley.

He took a breath, then opened his mouth to speak. "Crowley, i-"

Nothing else got through. The angel was cut off, his lips interrupted as the demon pulled him into a tender embrace, and an even gentler kiss.

This one was different than the last time.

Last time was rough, aggressive...afraid. a desperate pull, a final plea for Aziraphale to see things from Crowley's perspective. Begging him not to leave.

But this one?

Both angel and demon were clinging to one another with the same level of need. The same want, the same desire. The same mournful feeling of having missed the other for so long. Crowley's fingers curled in the hair at the nape of Aziraphale's neck, and Aziraphale, still quite unsure what to do, rested his hands on Crowley's back.

The kiss broke breathlessly, the pair leaning their foreheads together. Neither dared to break contact with the other, lest his beloved vanish before him. As long as they could feel one another, they would remain. As long as they held each other, they were real.

Aziraphale reached up, gently swiping tears off the demon's cheeks with his thumbs. "Please don't cry, Crowley..." he whispered.

Crowley shook his head, reaching up to hold the angel's hand against his cheek. "I...i didn't think you would come back..."

"I'm so, so sorry, Crowley, I really am," Aziraphale said gently, looking up at him. "I was so...overwhelmed by heaven's offer...and...i...I really did think I would be able to make a difference. I thought that...together, I - we could..."

"Doesn't matter," Crowley muttered, pulling his angel into a tight hug. "Because you're back. You're here. We're together again. And-" he took a shaky breath. "I can tell you what I wanted to say before..."

He stepped back, taking both of Aziraphale's hands into his own. He breathed steadily through his nose, gazing intently into his eyes. Those eyes he missed so much, those eyes that, no matter what else changed over time, were always the same gorgeous sapphire shade. No matter what happened, he knew his angel would stay the same.

"Aziraphale...i- ngk-" his voice caught in his throat, and he took another breath. "I'll spare you the dramatics. I think I used 'em all up last time anyway." He let out a weak chuckle. "...i...I love you, Aziraphale. I don't know how long I have, maybe always, but I need to say it now. You're the only thing I know I can count on. You're everything to me, and you always have been. You were my first, only, and best friend, and my heart broke when I thought i lost that. It's unfortunate that it's taken this long for me to say so, I know...but...we have the rest of, well, forever, to try and figure this out. And no matter what comes..." he squeezed their hands. "We can do it together."

As he spoke, Aziraphale's eyes welled with tears, and for the second time in existence, he found himself completely speechless. He reached up and kissed his demon once more, pouring his entire heart into their embrace. He didn't know what to say, he couldn't find the words. The depth and feeling of everything he could never tell was coming out through his actions now, or at least he'd hoped so.

When they parted for breath, he hugged him tightly. His entire body was shaking as the tears spilled over his cheeks, feeling too overwhelmed to say everything he wanted. After a long moment, he finally pulled himself together enough to whisper, "I love you too, Crowley."

They held each other for a long time, neither wanting to let go.

"Crowley...?"

"Yeah?"

"Crowley...."

"I heard you, angel...what is it?"

"Mister Crowley, are you okay?"

"...why are you talking like that, what's going on?" He opened his eyes.

Muriel stood over him, shaking his shoulder gently. "Mister Crowley, you're crying...you were sleeping..."

The demon sat up slowly, rubbing his eyes. He was still at the desk. Still sitting. His legs still burned from walking so much. Tears blurred his vision and he felt like he couldn't breathe. He felt like everything was shaking. Muriel studied his expression intently. "...are you alright?"

Crowley let out a long sigh, putting his glasses back on and lightly pushing her aside as he stood up. "Im fine."

The young angel looked at him worriedly, while he made his way to the shop's door. "Where are you going?"

He sneered, pushing open the door with a familiar ding. "I need a drink."

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The Archangel Aziraphale looked at the square, a little window to Earth that he couldn't quite call a screen. His vision blurred with tears and his shoulders shook as he watched Crowley empty another glass.

They'd been apart like this before, but...this time he felt further away than they ever had been in six thousand years.

Due to his new assignment, he couldn't leave Heaven...no matter how much he wanted to.

He'd remembered stories through history where angels visited in dreams, and he wanted to try. It worked, but not nearly as long as he had hoped it would.

He didn't get to say what he wanted to. It always seemed to work out like that. His heart ached with everything he couldn't say. "Im so sorry, Crowley...."

He sighed, closing the 'window' and slumping down in his desk. "If only I could've asked you to forgive me..."

He choked back a sob and held his head, the angel's cries echoing in the empty, endless halls of what humans called paradise.

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Thanks for reading! :]

#good omens #good omens 2 #aziraphale #aziraphale good omens #crowley #crowley good omens #anthony j crowley #go #go2 #go2 spoilers #good omens fic #angst my beloved #aziracrow #azicrow #azirowley #aziraphale x crowley #crowley x aziraphale

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lower-management · 18 hours

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HEY BUDDY QUICK QUESTION. Hypothetically your flies have invaded a.. cup of tea?.. AND NOW the tea is possessed and freaking out and weird, how would I take the flies OUT of the teacup without you having to do anything up close ( 'u' )

Dependz.

Did the cup make a deal with me? Perhapz one which involvez 10 favourz it may not reverze or oppoze? Were the fliez there becauze of one of the favourz? Did the cup try to get them out thereforze oppozing the favour?

If yez then it'z facing the natural conceguencez. There'z no way to reverze it and it will wear out eventually. If not they'll get out on their own.

#alzo don't call me buddy. We're nto buddiez.#beelzebub #good omens rp #go #good omens #ask blog

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nicostiel · 8 months

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It’s been a month and a half and I’m still not okay

#goodomensedit #good omens #good omens 2 #neil gaiman #go #ineffable husbands #david tennant #michael sheen #aziracrow #aziraphale #crowley #good omens spoilers #go 2 #go2 #*myedits

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ato-dato · 10 months

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I wish gay people were real :(

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extraaa-30 · 3 months

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wait... so s1 says angels don't dance, except for aziraphale, who learned the gavotte in the late 1880s

but then we learn in s2 that aziraphale did at least one other dance earlier !

so what i'm wondering is,, how did it even start? like did aziraphale go "gosh I'm really sorry fr 🥺😬 allow me to prove it with this incredibly human ritual no angel has ever tried before"? or did crowley go "oh, how to make me feel better you ask? do a little dance go on 😈🐍🥰"?

anyway the point is crowley canonically got to see aziraphale dance for that very first time !

1650: the first time an angel ever danced, and it was to apologize for some silly dumbfuckery so his demon spouse would drop the pout & join him for lunch

#calling all ineffable fanfic writers like 🪤#go #good omens #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #aziraphale #crowley #i was wrong dance #extraaa

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irlplasticlamb · 10 months

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i forgive you.

prints + merch + commission info

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gowhilewedance · 5 months

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"Well perhaps you could tell me...while we dance."

701 frames, 542 artists, 3 months, all collaborating on 1 animation. Here is the result.

@neil-gaiman @goodomensonprime

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1941-crowley-slut · 6 months

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iskander-tm · 6 months

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devotion

#good omens #go #gomens #aziraphale #crowley #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #ineffable partners #anthony j crowley

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lvndrlondonfog · 3 days

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More mermaid au sketches!!!

Been thinking about random lore and I think it’d be funny if Crowley wasn’t a drowned sailor but just A Dude who got the unfortunate “mafia+concrete shoes treatment” after being in the wrong place + wrong time and yapping. Might write a fic and it’s actually a bit more angsty bc it’s the equivalent of the Fall but. Just. Aziraphale “I’ve always breathed water so drowning can’t be that bad” Fell watching from far away as Crowley tries very hard to Not Drown and is just like “wow. He’s really having fun with it. Huh.” while Crowley is straight up (momentarily) dying.

#good omens #crowley #ineffable husbands #aziraphale #go #art #ineffable idiots #crowley x aziraphale #gomens #aziracrow #mermay #merfolk #mermen #mermaids #mermaid au

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dimondexe · 2 months

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The plants were the most luxurious, verdant, and beautiful in London. Also the most terrified.

#art #fanart #doodle #sketch #drawing #good omens #good omens 2 #tv series #crowley #david tennant #go #go2 #go 2 #azicrow

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aziracrowsgf · 8 months

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i personally love aziraphale in the background during the scene where crowley is trying to fool shax and the other demons because he has no idea what crowley is talking about but he is standing behind him like "yep my clever and pretty husband knows what he is doing so i'll just roll with it"

#good omens #good omens 2 #go #go2 #crowley #aziracrow #aziraphale #innefable husbands #crowley x aziraphale #aziraphale x crowley

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lower-management · 2 days

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'You're a demon prince, everything you do haz a meaning'

Okay random human who juzt zummoned me, I'll ztop you tgere. I had a fucking muffin in my hand becauze I waz on lunch break.

The fucking nervez theze people.

#good omens rp #beelzebub #go #good omens #ask blog #humans

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