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isatwothree · 3 months
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there were angels dining at the ritz
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heohl-art · 4 months
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so proud I could screaming😭🩷✨
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• Together in the South Downs • [finished]
I'm like... absolutely tickety-boo!🥹
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fuckyeahgoodomens · 8 months
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metalmiez · 4 months
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Ineffable Husbands, happy together 🖤🤍
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„C‘mere, silly angel!“ Crowley grumbled and pulled Aziraphale in a hug that included arms and legs fully wrapped around Aziraphale‘s body, so there was no chance of escape. The joy over the tiny squealing noise the angel gave off should be illegal. No one, especially not a vicious demon like Crowley, should be so pleased with a noise like this. But he was. He indulged it. As his face snuggled into the soft curve of the angel‘s neck, he heard a sigh of defeat and he grinned devilishly.
Oh, what a good demon he was.
„Are you gonna hold on like this for long, my dearest?“
‚My dearest‘. It still felt off to be adressed like this. It shouldn’t feel so good, but it did. The demon hummed in satisfaction as the angel gave in into the touch and leaned his head against Crowley's temple.
"That's quite nice of you to-"
"'m not nice. Don't even know what this word means"
Aziraphale huffed in amusement, wriggled on of his arms free and put his hand on the side of Crowley's face, directly over the tiny snake tattoo that started to tickle in excitement.
"As you say so, darling"
Another pet name. If he had less control over his body, he'd probably blush.
"Grm"
"If you don't mind, I put some water on the boil for a nice cup of tea. So if you let go, this would be very demonic of you", the angel squirmed after some moments of embracing in silence. A little grumble escaped the demon's throat as he lifted his head. Oh, the smug idiot. Aziraphale looked at him like the hundreds of times he tried to politely send the demon away if he got one of 'the really good ones'-book he wanted to read.
Instead of letting go, Crowley rolled his eyes and pressed his lips against the angels soft cheek, lingered in the motion as long as possible, listening to his angel’s silly giggle about the sudden affection. He was happy. He really was.
Everything was like it always had to be.
🌈Happy Pride Month, my fellow Queerdos 🌈
To celebrate this occasion, I had to draw our ineffable Idiots, obviously 😂
They need all the love in S3 ❤️
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steamclouds · 11 months
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"And I feel your warmth and it feels like home"
My very first comic, based on the song "Here is the House" by Depeche Mode
The South Downs ending that they deserve :')
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noirsloth · 7 months
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The South Downs cottage . . . . .
Thank you everyone for supporting my art 💙
I also have Instagram and Tiktok if you want to see all chaotic stages of creating my art. 
I’m grateful for any support throughout my journey as an inspiring artist 💛
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borninwinter81 · 8 months
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A little something which may help those with worries about the ultimate ending of S3 of Good Omens. This is taken from an interview Neil Gaiman did about Anansi Boys, and he was speaking about his concerns that the story may end up in a dark place when it was supposed to be a comedy:
“I came to the conclusion that in comedy, everybody gets what they need, whereas in horror, everybody gets what they deserve. I decided that at the end of the day, I was going to give everybody what they needed.”
Good Omens is a comedy (many other things too, but always intended as a comedy). What do Crowley and Aziraphale need? Each other. Aziraphale even says this outright.
They'll be OK.
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aydracz · 1 month
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Their precious and peaceful existence in the South Downs
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They deserve an eternity of nights like these.
Painted with watercolour, acrylic and gouache.
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Neil Gaiman I am in your walls
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hopelesslysleepy · 5 months
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My sad 13 year old ass, down bad for a guy, writing in my diary: The Tragic Story of Two People Who Were Meant for Each Other but Never Even Dated
My sad 31 year old ass, flipping through Prime: What is this show called "Good Omens"?
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lijzeil · 11 months
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"Moving house"
Me and my partner were moving house this week, it took several days to move all our belongings to our new rental. So I made A and C move house too. They are moving to the cottage and they do it human way, because they think it's more fun like that (let me tell you: it's not).
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leviosally · 2 months
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Okay, so Day 23 of Just Draw June was Season 3/South Downs and obvs June just got away from me, but I also couldn’t think of an idea I really loved. Until now.
Bless your tartan socks Michael Sheen.
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fuckyeahgoodomens · 9 months
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Just a smol edit to keep the goal in mind. ❤ 😊
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metalmiez · 2 months
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It was a beautiful day
The sun had been shining all day and warmed the air to a cozy temperature.
„More wine, my dear?“ Aziraphale asked lazily and turned his head to the slender figure next to him. Crowley had been basking in the sun for the past thirty-ish minutes - keeping his eyes closed and enjoying the warm light, leaned back on his elbows. Aziraphale had been reading meanwhile, laying on the blanket they had spread out on the grass.
It was calmingly silent on top of the hill, the breeze soft and the ocean in eyesight. Not a single soul out here but an angel and a demon, who had been enjoying a rather lovely picnic earlier that afternoon.
Crowley slowly opened his eyes and peeked through half-closed lids to the angel next to him. Aziraphale had put his book aside and held out the bottle of red wine they had brought with them.
“Nah.“ He declined and gazed at his angel instead. He couldn’t fight a fond smile creeping up his demonic lips as he watched Aziraphale put the bottle back into the basket. It was such a rare sight, seeing him without his bow tie, sleeves of his shirt rolled up to the elbows and his collar unbuttoned. Almost scandalous, for Aziraphale‘s standards.
“You look gorgeous today, angel,” Crowley smiled and watched Aziraphale blush.
“Oh, you old charmer!” he replied with pink cheeks, avoiding Crowley’s gaze. He fiddled with his ring, peeking at the demon every few seconds.
“And you, my sweethaert, look stunning - as always.”
Now it was Crowley who blushed and frowned by the pet name Aziraphale had started to use lately. He shouldn’t feel so flustered by that, he was a evil demon after all! But pride was a sin, so he let it slip. A little ‘Mrm’ sound left his throat.
Aziraphale laughed and leaned over to him, pressing a tiny kiss on the demon’s cheekbone. Crowley grumbled quietly, but still leaned into the soft touch. He was growing rather soft to the angel’s affections lately, and it got harder and harder to keep up the cool masquerade of mystery. When Aziraphale retreated, the demon huffed oh so little and reached out, trapping the angel’s chin between the fingers of his right hand. A little gasp fled Aziraphale’s throat as the demon pulled him back. Golden eyes met grey-blue ones, and the angel blushed again like anything. But he smiled as endearing as only Aziraphale could. A little mischief twinkled in his clear eyes before he closed them and leaned forwards the last bit, tenderly pressing his lips on Crowley’s.
The demon couldn’t resist the little smile as he watched his angel’s face closely, savouring his tender expression. His fingers stroked Aziraphale’s soft jawline, before cupping his face with his palm and closing his eyes, letting himself fall into a soft kiss.
This was the life he never dared to dream about. And still, here they were.
And that was everything he ever wished for.
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book-addicted-thing · 6 months
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I need Hozier to write a song about growing old and happy in a south downs cottage
just to manifest the good ending we're all hoping for for s3
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amata-haan · 7 months
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just a random thought about good omens season three but what if the first episode started with crowley waking up in the bookshop hungover and clearly depressed (wearing aziraphale’s shirt?) and then had a scene in the last episode with aziraphale and crowley waking up in their south downs cottage being all cute, cuddly, and in love
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