#Ineffable Wives

[hg-aneh]

LESBIAN VISIBILITY DAY (!!!)

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This sketch has been sitting around my drafts for months now, so I'm releasing femme Crowley into the wild for lesbian visibility week ❤️🤎🤍🩷

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[chernozemm]

FULL VERSION👀

I swear, the cottage wives au is getting written, I have two witnesses…… but I can’t resist some art in the meantime

Ko-Fi

[commentdismal]

Women week of GOAD on reddit! XD

I love drawing them being smitten to each other

[bug-hearted]

jesus take the (third) wheel

(side note they have the opportunity to do the funniest thing ever in s3)

[fish3s]

happy lesbianing

[aziraphales-library]

do you have any fic recs for aziracrow in the 1920s/30s? I watched Bright Young Things recently and now all I need in life is Aziraphale attending Gatsby-esque parties or anything similar along those lines. I love your blog btw! Very helpful <3

We have a #1920s tag, so check that out. Here are some 1930s/Gatsby/Bright Young Things fics...

wanna witness your eyes looking by izzyhandsgf (E)

"How could someone so unbearably holy commit such sins in the most beautiful way?" ----------------------------- Or, Aziraphale and Crowley meet in the 1930s, fem-presenting, and both are slightly overcome by their feelings for one another...

I’ll be Seeing You by gothwillgraham (G)

In the early 1930s, both Crowley and Aziraphale are active in London’s high society, without the other realizing it. When their respective orders cause them to cross paths for the first time since 1867, dealing with the tasks at hand is one thing. But dealing with the emotions built up in the last 70 years is quite another.

Lavender Coffin by The_Infamous_Jack (T)

“If Aziraphale had been in any way inclined, he would have been worried about the damnation of his soul if Heaven ever saw what he was up to. He never worried, though, because they couldn't see a damn thing. Aziraphale was not doing anything that involved Heaven at the moment, he was simply spending time with the humans, and as result, his lifestyle was completely invisible to them. They never bothered him, and he was free to act as sordid as the rest of the era if he so chose to.” ~~~ Aziraphale loves the 1920s, and he only wishes that he could share it with Crowley. Unfortunately, the more time that Aziraphale spends with the humans, and the more drunken letters he writes to his absent “husband”, the more he discovers the darker undertones to the era he thought he fitted right into. Eventually, he begins to spiral into questioning his own loyalties, and he desperately needs somebody to save him. It’s rather ironic that the only person who can is a demon, and one which Aziraphale hasn’t seen for over 70 years. Alternatively, the author watched Michael Sheen in Bright Young Things and you know what that means… (Aziraphale in makeup? Yes please).

Maybe This Time by orphan_account (T)

There was a cabaret in a city called Berlin, in a country called Germany, in a Europe that just narrowly escaped the end of the world and was rapidly heading towards another attempt. And in that cabaret, an Angel and a Demon were dancing together. The trumpets signaling end times could have been playing, and they wouldn’t have even heard it over the music.

Such Sweet Sorrow by Eldyra (M)

This work is loosely inspired by the wonderful comic "Jazz Baby" by WhiteleyFoster and "The Great Gatsby" by F. Scott Fitzgerald. Crowley and Aziraphale meet in 1923 at a party, which they both attend due to an assignment from their respective head offices. Crowley is having a bad night, Aziraphale still feels bad about the Holy Water argument, neither is in a party mood. So they take off together to make a memory that will remain precious to them both for the rest of their lives.

Celestial Bodies by Justkeeptrekkin (M)

The year is 1923. Aziraphale's friends at the gentlemen's club invite him for a weekend away in Devon. He asks Crowley to join. It gets very silly and very messy very quickly. That's just how things were in the roaring twenties.

- Mod D

[darcydoesfuckall]

WET T-SHIRT COMPETITION!

Uncensored images:

@goodomensafterdark

[twixtedspoon]

happy lesbian visibility week ;)

[beebopboom]

self-care is imagining Aziraphale and Crowley as Victorian Ladies

[trashboatprince]

Crowley is not just a dragon, she's also a sorceress! And she really, really wants the cute knight to think she's cool for doing spells. ✨️

(For the knight and dragon au)

[literary-chameleon]

Song: loml - Taylor Swift

[chernozemm]

her gay ass is NOT listening

(probably only I notice but on some days the lines are just not flowing. ill let this one rest and try again another time)

[yicketydah]

my contribution for lesbian visibility week 🫶 lesbians you are seen and appreciated and loved!!!

[thescholarlystrumpet]

GOAD 8008 Celebration Art!!

Uncensored versions are on Reddit and Twitter ;)

@goodomensafterdark @fuckyeahgoodomens

[goodomensafterdark]

Writers Guild Presents - Ohh, You're My Best Friend

Written by ckocek on our subreddit!

CW/TW: canon typical alcohol use, reference to past homophobia, coming out

Summary: E, F/F, 5.2K words. Angelica Fell and Antonia Crowley have been best friends since childhood. Could there be something more? Crowley, an out and proud lesbian, helps Angelica come to terms with her own sexuality.

Excerpt:

"Thank you again for offering me the couch, I’ll just use this blanket.”

“Angel, don’t be silly. Who knows how long the power will be out. It’s going to get cold, and we’ll both be warmer if you come stay in the bed with me,” Crowley offered. Purely out of practicality, she told herself.

Angelica’s heart skipped a beat. Sure, they had shared beds multiple times over the years, but with this weight off her chest, she fully felt the spark of excitement at the thought of laying so close to the striking redheaded woman. This feeling she had tried to tamp down and deny until now.

“Oh. Thank you. But I wouldn’t want you to think that I was… coming onto you… considering everything I just said…”

No, wouldn’t want that, Crowley thought bitterly. Her heart sank in disappointment. Yet she plastered on a false smile.

“C’mon. We’ve shared a bed plenty of times before. Not going to change anything now.” Crowley said it to convince herself as much as Angelica.

Continue reading on AO3.

Major thank you to u/Aidaran-ao3, u/Natyu0815 and u/badbitchbarenziah for beta reading!