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angellilou-art · 2 days
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Our side.
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tardxsblues · 3 days
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without ever touching his skin
how can i be guilty as sin?
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Crowley: What are your adjectives?  Aziraphale: …You mean my pronouns?  Crowley: No, I know what your pronouns are! What are your adjectives?  Aziraphale: …I dunno. What are yours?  Crowley: Noisy and chaotic!  Aziraphale: I’ve never had something go from making no sense to making complete sense so quickly.
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no-paperwork · 3 days
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Happy world book day
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It's funny, I couldn't find a single gif with Aziraphale with the books (just Crowley down here)
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ineffablyruined · 8 hours
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hopelesslysleepy · 2 days
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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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the-snek-of-eden · 2 days
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Aziraphale: Oh, fiddlesticks. Crowley: Look, I understand this is a tense situation, but let's watch the fucking language.
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luckkythirt33n · 12 hours
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Châteauneuf-du-BLAP
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I'm not even sorry, I saw this photo and an hour later this happened.
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nightgoodomens · 1 day
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What an email to receive from Forbidden Planet!
(This is not the full email, there is more merchandise)
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child-of-divorce21 · 2 days
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Life tip:
If you’re scared of flying then just watch the final 15 on the plane, so instead of being scared of the plane crashing, you won’t care if you live or die.
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scottishmushroom · 1 day
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I just love this scene from season one so much. They’re talking on the bench after Crowley “delivered, well not ‘delivered’ delivered”, the antichrist. Aziraphale is confidently declaring his side will ultimately win the war between Heaven and Hell.
But then Crowley begins pointing out all the things Aziraphale won’t get anymore if Heaven does indeed win. I think this conversation requires a little translating though:
“No more fascinating little restaurants where they know you.” ➡️ No more dates for us to go on to spend time with one another.
“No gravlax in dill sauce.” ➡️ No more human indulgences we’ve become so comfortable in consuming.
“No more old bookshops.” ➡️ No more safe space for us to be together.
“We’ve only got 11 years, and then it’s all over. We have to work together.” ➡️ Our time together is limited, I need you.
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Then they proceed to drink themselves into a stupor because they cannot handle the unbearable weight of possibly losing one another.
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chaoticrosesimp · 13 hours
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The Hidden Martyr
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lvnamuraart · 1 day
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Quiet days.
Redraw of a drawing from 2019, I wanted to see the difference <3 I completely forgot to post it when I made it, so it's been a couple of months now, but well, you know how I am!
An extra:
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Crowley: I think humans should have glow stick juice injected in their bones when they’re born, that way if they break their bones, there’s a fun little surprise. Aziraphale: What’s the surprise? Crowley: Blood poisoning.
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onceuponapuffin · 3 days
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Fanatic Intervention Part 5!!
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Hiya! Sorry about the delay! Life got in the way there for a bit ^_^" But I am here! With Part 5!!
Beginning || Previous || Next
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Crowley had liked Hozier (although Take Me To Church, predictably, wasn’t his favourite), and after whining at Aziraphale that it’s nooooooot ‘bebop,’ you finally managed to get an admission that all right, it wasn’t all that terrible. You took the win.
But the dance party couldn’t last forever. There’s still a world to save, after all.
And so, all of you sat, thumbing through Revelations. Well, Aziraphale and Muriel were. You and Crowley had given up on the fancy Bible-ness of it and googled the Cliff Notes version.
“Ugh,” You say, “John really hated the Romans.”
“Well, yes,” says Aziraphale, “He had decent enough reason, though, as far as humans go.”
“What, he hated indoor plumbing and heated floors?”
“Actually, he hated people of the Christian faith being arrested, tortured, and killed for their beliefs.”
“Oh….yeah that makes sense,” You say, and after a moment you add “...Sorry.”
“That’s quite alright,” Aziraphale replies kindly, “He wrote Revelation as a way to reassure Christians that all of their suffering would mean something in the end. That it must be part of the Great Plan.”
“The Ineffable Plan, you mean,” chimes in Crowley with a smirk. Aziraphale rolls his eyes.
“Yes, that one,” he replies. You notice the microscopic-Michael-Sheen-ian smile on his face as he says it. Honestly, the resemblance is uncanny. Aziraphale continues. “He wanted Christians to feel heard, and to encourage them to hold fast to their faith.”
You pause for a minute before saying anything. Then you remember a tumblr post or something from forever ago.
“Santa Claus,” You finally say. Crowley spurts wine from his nose, and begins to laugh. Aziraphale is confused.
“I beg your pardon?”
“It’s like Santa Claus,” You say again, “Like ‘be good, and you’ll get presents! it’s almost Christmas Eve! Santa’s watching!’ You know?” You look at Aziraphale imploringly. Crowley is still laughing. Aziraphale doesn’t look impressed.
“I think that’s rather an over-simplification.”
“Am I wrong?”
“…..It’s...it’s not...That’s not how it works!”
“Oh, okay, so I’m wrong then.”
“Sounds about right to me!” Crowley calls with glee from the other side of the room. Aziraphale looks all flustered, his face beginning to go red. Crowley hands him a glass of wine and Aziraphale downs it in one go.
Okay, winding him up is a great deal of fun, and so easy, but I’m guessing, dear Reader, that you love Aziraphale just as much as I do. You don’t actually want to hurt his feelings. Thus you decide to concede the point.
“So,” You say, “He said he had a dream about things getting really bad and then Jesus coming back and saving everyone.”
“In a nutshell, yes,” Aziraphale sighs, clearly relieved to be back on topic. You think back to old interviews with Neil and Terry about their back-then-hypothetical sequel would look like.
“Okay, well the only thing I know about it was something about it taking place in America. I read in an old interview somewhere that Jesus was meant to descend from the heavens in a private jet with a bunch of like...bodyguard angels or something.”
“America? Again? I mean really.”
You shrug. “Neil Gaiman really likes America.”
“But it doesn’t have to be,” says Muriel now, flipping back through their notes, “You said that the sequel was never written, and the third...season?was still being written too when you left. And you said that book isn’t the same as what happened in the tv show, or the radio show, or the musical. So how do we know it would be the same here?”
They make a good point.
“Maybe ask that author of yours,” says Crowley, looking over from his drink, “You said he answers questions sometimes. Who would he be to deny,” he swishes his glass around with what you suppose is meant to be grandeur, “The Famous Crowley and Aziraphale?” He empties his glass.
“Anathema might be able to find him,” You say after a while, “Jesus, I mean. She did a good job finding everything in Armageddon Part 1. Or Adam. I mean, Jesus is supposed to be all about love, right? Maybe we can convince him not to, you know, end the world.”
Aziraphale hums to himself. “Revelations states that Armageddon is meant to be started by the seven angels of the church, bringing together seven keys. I mean, John could be wrong of course, but I wonder...Could one of you find me a map and search these names? I might have an idea why Mr. Gaiman wanted to set The Second Coming in America.”
Good Reader, guess which country contains cities named after 5 of these 7 angels. I’ll give you three guesses, but you’ll only need one.
And so now we have three directions we can take this story in.
❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ 🖤
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the whole "you can't force us to be together, we're not ready" from Nina and Maggie, I can't believe it's taken me til the sixth watch to see that as a message from Neil to us. we have to wait for Crowley and Aziraphale to sort their shit out first.
questions from the final episode though:
which other prince of Heaven fell that makes it two? am I being dense here? (is it Crowley)
"books are like people but portable" and then Muriel is handed a book. who is in the book. who is it
it's so clear suddenly only the demons recognise the Metatron. Something is going on there. he looks like a murder hornet
now that Tumblr has pointed it out it's so obvious that Gabriel can see the cross on the statue and Beelzebub can't. why Neil why
absolutely crack theory: Aziraphale and/or his memories are in Muriel's book and that isn't Aziraphale going up to Heaven
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