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#!!! church scene !!!
fuckyeahgoodomens · 1 year
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"You know what it's like when you don't know anything at all, and yet you're totally certain that everything would be better if you were just near one particular person."
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A dinner with candles and wine after 'lift home'?👀❤
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polin15 · 2 months
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Cutest Polin scene ever!! 💙
They are so in love with each other 🥹
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chamaleonsoul · 3 months
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pot-o-curry · 1 year
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1941 Crowley is my favourite stylish bastard
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Gave into the GO brainrot and did a scene redraw
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aziraphales-library · 2 years
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Hi.
I'd like to ask if you know any fics that center around Aziraphales spy face. That might be a little hard to understand, but anything from the time Aziraphale went undercower as a nazi spy?
Can be canon or human au and any rating, I'm just interested to see some spying :)
And thank you wery much everything, not just regarding this post!
Hello. Here are some fics in which Aziraphale is a spy or tries his hand at spying...
Fell, A.Z. Fell by EveningStarcatcher (G)
Aziraphale prepares to break up a Nazi spy ring (and maybe reach out to a certain demon...)
Some 1941 silliness sprinkled with feelings for Aziraphale's Attire: He Has Standards event hosted on the GO-Events discord server
The End of an Era by Balder12 (T)
It's the fall of 1989, and two spies have been meeting in St. James Park for 22 years. Now their time together is coming to an end.
Cake, You Say? by inconvenientlydiscorporated (G)
What was a demon to do, when such a thing was no longer his job title?
For that matter, what was an angel to do, when Heaven had tried to literally fire him?
The fact of the matter was they needed something to do -- they needed hobbies. As it just so happens, these hobbies converged upon one American diner, home to some of the finest American-style food one could find, in a village south of London.
One showed up for his job as a Michelin restaurant inspector, the other for his job as a top-secret spy for the government.
The problem? Neither knew the other had taken up their so-called hobby, but they both knew the other was up to something.
"You don't think this is another Shadwell situation, do you?"
Crowley hesitated. "Maybe."
Unremarkable by HopeCoppice (T)
Sometimes, the most remarkable people are those nobody notices at all.
A Spy AU for the Good AUmens event.
Someday by tartan_dragonberry (T)
Anthony J. Crowley, a car mechanic, meets a handsome stranger named Ezra Fell in an airport and quickly becomes quite captivated with the man. But he soon discovers that this gorgeous stranger is actually a fugitive super spy and Crowley gets dragged into much more than he bargained for, a spy chase around the world.
Basically a Good Omens AU based on the movie Knight and Day with Tom Cruise and Cameron Diaz that I didn't know I needed.
On Espionage and Prophecy (or How to Accidentally, but Wholly, Fall in Love With a Soho Bookseller) by RockSaltAndRoll (E)
1941 is the London Blitz and the year that MI5 really comes into its own with the now infamous ‘double cross’ system. The service keep tabs on suspects, root out enemy agents and try to turn them into doubles.
Anthony J Crowley is fucking great at this job. He can be sneaky, underhanded and damn ruthless but also charming and kind. It’s what makes him good at turning.
Aziraphale is just a regular Soho bookseller who loves his shop and books and good food and wine when he’s approached by a woman claiming to be MI5, wanting to recruit him for espionage. The poor man is too trusting and gets the shock of his life when he’s approached by a charming but dangerous-looking man also claiming to be MI5.
Crowley recruits Aziraphale to double cross a double crosser and Aziraphale takes to espionage like a duck to water.
Danger, hijinks, and sex ensue.
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brideavocado · 1 year
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These are the overall best flashbacks in good omens. You can not tell me otherwise ;)
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tightlikeglue · 2 years
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Lord... this church scene took me OUT😩
From 'what possesses a man OOF🙌🏾🙌🏾
to the light rub on his gun holster OOF
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When he starts repeating what Jesus said and literally undressing chileee
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Baby when I tell you I would've been STUCKKK. All original thoughts and aspirations, gone. All defenses, down. Yes sir activated. Do you hear me👀
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areawest · 10 months
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My favourite moments from Goncharov (1973).
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Introducing the prettiest Polin picture (so far)
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laniakea314 · 1 year
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Crowley trusting Aziraphale with his life and Aziraphale trusting Crowley with his own, both on the same night
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Bonus:
“I could always rely on you. You could always rely on me.”
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fuckyeahgoodomens · 8 months
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taeiris · 2 months
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take me to church
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churchgate has invaded my brain
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diadotcom · 2 months
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this is how the hard deck scene should have gone
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polinsated · 3 months
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fruityumbrella · 2 months
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one piece is set in a nautical world with presumably nautical idioms and exclamations to match, right, like swearing by the sea rather than on a god etc. to wit, there's five seas (the four blues + the grand line) so we can assume when you're feeling particularly dramatic, you might refer to all those vast oceans to get your hyperbolic point across.
keeping that in mind, lets live in a stupidly romantic corny ass world for a moment ok? take my hand.
"I swear on all six seas, if you don't shut the fuck up right now—"
"What?" Sanji looks at him like he's stupid. Nothing new, really.
"Ha, even you're going deaf having to listen to your own annoying ass whining all the time, Cook. I was—"
"No, you—"
"Don't interrupt me! Oi!" he yelps as a wooden spoon bounces harmlessly off his shoulder. He's not impressed that Sanji manages to catch it before it hits the counter.
"You said six seas," Sanji states.
Zoro stares back in lieu of an answer.
"Huh, maybe this has something to do with why you're always lost. There's only five seas, dummy."
And ah, now he gets what the idiot cook is on about. He's surprised and a little disappointed, honestly. You'd think the guy would be a little more aware about his own fucking dream, but whatever. He's got that annoying smile, smug and cocky like he's oh so much better than Zoro.
"Would you like me to count them out for you? I know it's a big number, it's probably confusing for a simple creature like you."
Zoro crosses his arms in clear warning, something the cook, as always, blatantly ignores. He's leaning on the counter that's between them now, eyes sparkling with glee. Idiot. Zoro's thoughts do not have a fond tone to them. Thoughts don't have tones at all, thank you very much.
Sanji lifts a hand and proceeds to count off on his fingers with the precision of a drill sergeant.
"I'm sure you at least know our ocean, the East Blue. There's also the West Blue, North Blue, South Blue, and of course the Grand Line," he wiggles all his fingers as he puts his thumb up for the last one like he's emulating fireworks.
Zoro snorts indelicately. "And?"
Sanji frowns with a tilt of his head.
"And?"
Zoro holds up his index finger.
"And," he says, stifling his amusement as Sanji goes cross eyed trying to follow said finger as it arcs towards him, "your All Blue. Dummy."
He punctuates the last word by poking Sanji in the forehead, snickering when he sputters and swats the digit away in a huff. Then Zoro's words finally sink in, and he straightens up almost too fast. It's not endearing at all.
"Wait," he says quietly, "you count it?"
Zoro doesn't like how Sanji's looking at him with an open expression he's not usually allowed. He looks earnest and sincere. Zoro feels suddenly out of his depth.
"Don't you?" he deflects uncomfortably.
"Well yeah, but that's different. You're—" he shrugs half heartedly and looks away. Zoro can't tell if the end of that sentence was going to disparage him or the cook. Odds are likely split down the middle. Sanji keeps looking at him, and he feels pinned. The bright look is gone, replaced by something more reserved but perhaps...searching? Considering, at the least. It's making him increasingly self conscious. He needs to get out of here.
"Okay. I'm gonna steal some alcohol now," he says shortly, striding to the cabinet and swiping a bottle before Sanji blinks out of his stupor.
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