#not to mention Good Omens 2—

[thelilylav]

Aziraphale is the most character ever. He ran out of ideas so he declared war on hell. He canonically says fuck. His favourite colour is yellow. He’s literally an angel and can speak every language on earth but still isn’t fluent in french. He told his boyfriend to shoot him for his magic act and made him go through with it when their miracles weren’t working. He gave away his flaming sword and then lied about it for the next 6000 years. He has a bookshop that never sells books. No one’s doing it like him.

[hansoeii]

1941

[snek-eyes]

The fact that Aziraphale emerges from this flashback

Makes this face

and then with a ginormous gap on the right side of the screen, proceeds to be like "I must call Crowley right now immediately."

[cliopadra]

I think I’m finally starting to get close to getting to the acceptance stage of last episode grief, so I guess it’s time to actually start producing at least some fanart, starting with some… slight projection.

[sentientsky]

hmmmmgrhhf thinking bout crowley and childhood trauma and abandonment and rage again

[the-ineffable-queer]

Fellow Good Omens fans, I have a proposal about the J in Anthony J Crowley.

It stands for Jemima (as in "I'm Jemima! I made this pot!").

That's it, that's the post.

[aheavenofhell]

Okay but what the hell was with Crowley being like you think you’re a demon? with your curly little—? And your neat white—? Mf said you’re too cute to be a demon stupid.

[raggedy-spaceman]

Michael please. Please have mercy.

[nerdylittleguy]

"we're on opposite sides!"

"we're on our side!"

[siriusly-the-best-bi]

wow so I have like 3 analysis in progress that touch on this topic but I really need to just talk about it rn with its own spotlight.

Aziraphale has this entire life that he's built for himself on earth, after armageddon he's thriving. When we catch up with him in Season 2 his first scene is literally him going to check in with one of his tenants, and throughout the season we see that he has a decent relationship with nearly Everyone on the block. He has an entire life for himself all hashed out and pretty.

Crowley... does not. His cold open in Season 2 is back in St. James park, checking in with Shax, finding out the gossip on Hell. He doesn't have his apartment, he only has his Bentley and the few plants he could fit in it. He doesn't have any other human friendships. His entire life and everything he loves to do is built entirely around Aziraphale.

This is something that I just find so fucking thrilling because when it comes to their characters and where exactly they are in their arcs right now, it's essentially like looking into a mirror.

Aziraphale knows exactly who he is when he's on his own. He nurtures his own relationships with humans he sees often, he's a nice landlord, he loves books and classical music, and hot cocoa. But, Aziraphale still holds onto the ideals of heaven. He still cares about doing good and being forgiving. He still cowers and jumps at the opportunity to help heaven, not because he wants to but because he's supposed to because he's still an angel.

Crowley has nothing. He has his car, which he drives to a secluded location to park every night, only to drive it right back in the morning. He's only even vaguely recognizable because people associate him with Aziraphale and this is fine for him, he could care less. He doesn't really need to know who he is or process his traumas, why would he when he can put all his attention and focus and love and care directly into Aziraphale? His friend, who has always been his friend, the one person who has always stood by him. Who cares about heaven and hell, he has Aziraphale.

When we finally see them on their own and without the influences of their head offices, we see the opposite of what we'd expect, and nearly the opposite of the outcome we see in episode 6. Crowley is the one constantly checking in with Hell (wether he likes it or not), and Aziraphale is the one who's living care free without even thinking about heaven. When he does something good that he wants to report, he just calls Crowley.

this whole dance of Crowley not knowing who he is without Aziraphale and Aziraphale knowing who he is fundamentally but not knowing how to break free from the confines of Heaven that stop him from truly embracing Crowley in the end, it's just so delicious.

[amethysthollis]

crowley and his gold teeth

[microclown]

Making a separate post for visibility because....

this is from Neil's Tumblr in 2011 - here is the original post with only 275 notes!?

the video (and a different video with a little more context)

"All married people" Neil....

[aidaran-alha]

A gleafer based fanfic! Go check her tumblr and her patreon, she’s totally worth it: 

https://www.tumblr.com/gleafer

https://www.patreon.com/posts/when-that-thing-98602324

One day Crowley was bound to drink himself to another dimension. What he didn't expect was to find another Crowley and Aziraphale there: two alternate versions of him and the angel that had somehow made things work between them.

---------------------- “Oh, poor dear.” Again Aziraphale pulled him close. “Believe me when I say your Aziraphale went to Heaven to protect you. He does love you.”

“You can’t know. You don’t know him.”

“Maybe. But I know myself. And I wouldn’t sacrifice this place of mine for anything other than you, Crowley.”

“He’s not you. I don’t have what you two have. He didn’t want me.”

Crowley had probably never looked less cool than he was looking at this moment. Shivering, mouth closed in a thin line and trembling. His eyes burned so much he’d had to close them while the tears flowed, clinging to Aziraphale and the Other Crowley as pathetic little noises escaped his throat.

He was sober for what he felt was the first time in months, and he was suffering it. He was overflowing with pain, anger, envy, and hate.

With love. Need. Want. 

[fearandhatred]

i will never be able to describe how angel crowley makes me feel. but it's like feeling the emotions of 15 different hozier songs at once and that should tell you how serious it is for me

[sentientsky]

“Trauma Guide to Gunshot Wounds,” Yves Olade

[its-a-show-stoppin-number]

Aziraphale watching Doctor Who and seeing the fifth doctor: