#yknow. like anthony j crowley

[gnomeantics]

so we're adding havers to the list of sad gays named anthony

[dick-chugger]

Crowley and Aziraphale are gay to you

To me they're lesbians

[bittersweet-mojo]

Remember when people had book interpretations? yeah.

[rystiel]

i like how his eyes just get progressively more human-esque over the years

[craptastico]

all these fics, drummer crowley, rock musician crowley, whatever whatever. give me jazz pianist crowley. give me big band trombonist crowley. i need it i want it it’s in my brain now.

[mommyashtoreth]

Beating a dead horse for this blog I know but I will truly never shut up about Az and Crowley not being "men" (at least 100% men, all the time) or God forbid "male" until I am in my fucking casket. Not "to me <3" or "in my heart <3" or whatever but textually, yknow, "for real." I do of course still wish that the show was more explicit about it, but it's certainly not quiet about it either. Any continued insistence that these characters are "male" characters or that a Lesbian or Sapphic or Dyke or Female or what EVER!!! "version" of them would require a change in casting or anything, is nothing but barefaced bioessentialism and transphobia and I am Done pretending it isn't. There will be NO more "teehee he's like a girl to me" in this community. Miss Anthony J Crowley belongs on my Top Ten Female Characters or whatever and if you can't handle that you don't deserve her. I can see straight through you people. Get away from my girls

[robotleech]

i wanted to draw crowley in a leaf print button up and so i did

[orions-beltloops]

Crowley really has doofenshmirtz energy huh

[meloartist]

anything i draw slowly morphs into the flash bastard and his ineffable boyfriend

[onewholikesthings]

I Love You

Crowley x Aziraphale

A/N: IM BACK BABY!

Also I know the spelling of Crowley’s name changes and that is done on purpose!! He changed to Crowley in the crucifiction scene and some of this story takes place before that

Cold. Dark. Alone.

That’s how it felt for Crowley when he fell (or as he likes to put it: sauntered vaguely downwards.)

There were no flames to burn him and no lights to blind him. Hell is depicted wrong.

The Bible tells of lava lakes to burn unbelieving and sinning souls, but the truth is far worse.

On your way down you are not met by fire, but by aches and pains that start in the deep hollow of ones chest. The feeling of being an outcast sets in.

All you have to do is question. “Why this?” “Why that?”

Then it starts.

Don’t get it wrong, Crowley loved the earth and the humans living on it, he just envied them at times. They questioned everything, and they got their answers more often then not.

Why are they rewarded when we are downtrodden?

“We” meaning every celestial body besides God Herself, obviously.

Before humans, Hell was quite boring. It was full of half-witted fallen angels who couldn’t even keep the place clean.

Then came the day.

Every demon had been awaiting the answer, who would be chosen to go down to this new planet earth?

The reputation you had in Heaven stuck with you always. If you created a few stars then maybe maybe you would be entrusted with guarding the hellhound meant for the antichrist.

Luckily for Crawley he had been one of the most diligent angels there ever was.

Galaxies had been created from his fingertips, constellations were formed from his thoughts.

Crawley knew he would get the job; he wanted to get it. He needed to get out of the stingy pit he loathed to call home.

So when Beelzubub picked a scrap of paper out of a black stone bowl with Crawleys name on it, he swaggered up to the head demon and smiled toothily.

“Alright then Crawley...” said Beelzebub, “You’re the lucky one.”

He indeed was lucky.

His first task was to tempt the new ‘humans’ that God had created. Not a problem. He thought.

He didn’t know Heaven had picked an angel as well.

Aziraphale remembered the moment like it was yesterday. All the angels had gathered around Gabriel as he closed his eyes and picked a small scroll off of a marble plate. Aziraphale.

The next moment, Aziraphale was standing in a lucious garden. He remembered Eden very well, and thought about it often.

He remembered the ripe fruit hanging low from what would seem like thousands of trees. Soft grass tickled his feet as he walked; dirt started to cake them when he came upon a waterfall.

He had dipped his bare feet into the cool water and felt something different. Life.

Life was teeming all around him; it was beautiful.

As Crawley slithered up the stone wall of Eden he thought of how different it was here on earth. He had made friends with some other local reptiles which made him feel welcomed.

When he saw the angel he froze; Aziraphale.

Would he remember?

Turns out the angel had no memory whatsoever of Crawley and his past life in heaven.

A fresh start.

Being so close to Aziraphale again made him anxious, although he could not show it, Never. He would never find out the truth. He would never uncover their history.

“Well that went down like a lead balloon.”

Fast forward to 1941; Anthony J. Crowley has been keeping tabs on Aziraphale since their last encounter and finds the angel in trouble.

So what does he do?

He saves him, of course.

He saves him and his books!

Oh and poor Aziraphale is left standing in awe at Crowley and his seemingly two faced gesture.

That was the moment the angel knew.

He knew the demon loved him.

After the world almost ended and the trials the pair had to face were over, Aziraphale had a realization.

He wouldn’t let Crowley slip from his fingers again.

“How about a cottage in a quaint little town? Yknow I saw a few enticing ads in the paper a few days ago.”

Crowleys breath hitched and his eyes bulged behind the dark glasses sitting on the bridge of his nose. He tried to relax when he felt his shoulders tense up, “Ah w- um yeah sure sounds- sounds peaceful yeah.”

He cleared his throat before turning his head back down to the champagne glass in front of him. A low hum came from the angel next to him as he finished his desert.

“Lovely,” Aziraphale said as he dabbed the corner of his mouth, “ I should get going. If we’re going to be moving in together I should start packing my things from the bookshop.”

Living together.

Living together.

Right before Aziraphale could rise from his cushioned seat Crowley placed his hand on top of the angels’. Aziraphale froze, “Crowley what ar-“

“Quiet angel let me speak.”

Aziraphale obeyed and turned his body to face Crowley completely. The demon took a deep breath and wrinkled his face in concentration.

Choose your words wisely.

“Fuck it,” He said, “I love you. Yeah-yea- I love you.” Crowley stood up while an awestruck Aziraphale folded his hands on his lap. “I love you!” Crowley yelled, startling the rest of the guests dining at the Ritz.

The demon laughed at his own ridiculousness as Aziraphale blushed wildly and grabbed Crowleys arm to pull him back down to the chair.

“Yes dear I’ve known that for a while now.” Aziraphale whispered to Crowley when he finally calmed himself.

Crowley gasped in disbelief, “Wha-no how? When? Why didn’t you say anything?” The demons’ glasses had started to slide down his nose and Aziraphale could see the pair of snake eyes he was never supposed to fall in love with.

The angel adjusted Crowleys glasses before answering, “Hmm... around the Mesopotamian era I had my theories but I knew for sure in the 40’s... and i didn’t say anything because I- well, I was scared.”

Crowley nodded as understanding washed over him. “But it doesn’t matter,” Aziraphale said, “this should make up for it.”

Suddenly Crowley wasn’t in the Ritz anymore. Instead of looking at Aziraphale, he was staring at an old looking house with green vines covering at least half the perimeter. Flowers sprung in bunches here and there while the faint buzz of bees and other insects filled his ears.

“I may have purchased the cottage already.”

The angels voice cause Crowley to turn in surprise.

“Azira-“

“I knew you would say yes.” Aziraphale smiled wide as Crowley took long strides down a cobblestone pathway to meet him.

Without saying a word Crowley brushed a tuft if white hair from Aziraphale face and gently grabbed his face. Aziraphale shrank back a little from the sudden contact which made Crowley doubt himself and pull away.

“I-I’m so sorry angel I thought I coul-”

Aziraphale silenced the worried demon with his lips pressing on the corner of Crowleys mouth. Crowley stood dumbfounded for a moment before taking Aziraphale hands and kissing the angel sweetly on the lips.

“2,000 years of pining finally payed off.” Crowley remarked after pulling away of the kiss and taking Aziraphale in his arms.

“I love you.”

The pair had uttered the same phrase at the same time, which got a few laughs out.

After feeling like something was missing for so long, they finally felt whole.

Maybe God does have a reason for everything She does.

[lonely-canadian-shrimp-universe]

Good Omens:A First Foray

The First Impressions of a Viewer with No Context

I knew a good chunk of the plot because at first I honestly wasn't going to watch it, so I didn't really shield myself from any spoilers on tumblr.

That being said, I was hooked right from episode 1. I went into it thinking I was gonna be all over Crowley (given my other favourite characters in most other franchises) but the first time Aziraphale smiled I M E L T E D. SO PURE AND SWEET Also when "Aziraphale" was said I had a moment of 'oh. that's how you say that' Also the earth and my mom share a birthday. When Nanny Ashtoreth showed up I KNEW I was gonna need more content of her. Wife 100%

The fact that, try as they may, Zira and Crowley are completely incompetent and really only matter in the last like 16 minutes before the end of the world is really great. It's like watching a show that's about the really interesting side characters you get to see for 2 minutes and WISH you got 6 hrs of. Thank you, Neil.

Ep 2 we get to meet Newt and Anathema and omg I love them. I need Anathemas wardrobe ugh. And newt??? disaster Newton Pulsifer??? he's a mood. Not totally sure how I feel about their relationship but I love the contrast of "hey we just met like an hour ago and we're dating now thnks" to "we've known each other for 6000 years but there's no way he likes me the same way? side note, isn't it funny how the world is always emitting a low buzz of love my dear?" "ngk"

Agnes is amazing and I love how sassy she is. 10/10. I love how Aziraphale is not at ALL concerned about being shoved against a wall by Crowley. Like not one bit. He's like "oh finally, it's only taken you 6 millenia" honestly same

Ep 3 gives us the 30 minute cold open who's only purpose is to show how these two kept coming back to each other for 6 millenia, no matter how the last meeting may have gone. Here are a few thoughts:

Crowley has very pretty hair. Also I could 100% see by this point how these two have been gay for each other since day 1. Er rather day 7? Golgotha Crowley is v pretty and learning later that those are traditionally female garments was a treat. That scene was otherwise hard to watch, and they definitely thought so as well. The globe theatre was really fun to watch, I love Shakespeare. Sadly, Hamlet reminds me of my awful 10th grade English teacher. she ADORES that play. So thanks,  Aziraphale.

Bastille= PEAK GAY LOOK

I'd seen the church scene and "you go too fast for for me in MANY a gift,  but hearing them was OOF. Michael Sheen didn't have to go so hard on that line but OH BOY DID HE EVER. I may have cried.

I honestly didn't realize that the intro didn't play until the middle of the episode until I rewatched it??  like that completely flew over my head.

THE BANDSTAND. THE E M O T I O N. AZIRAPHALE WAS SO HURT. he was so torn because so much of him still wanted to believe in the good of heaven, but his heart (or the angelic equivalent) had long ago sided with Crowley. When Crowley came back and asked him to run away to Alpha Centuri??? UGH. that dude instantly assuming they're gay? same. same random dude. same. And omg Crowley praying??? to God??? he cares about humanity and it SHOWS. By this point I was REALLY relating to Aziraphale. His reluctance to stray from what he knows and was told reminds me so much of myself. that A n x i e t y.

the end of episode 4 and into episode 5 HURT. the bookshop? "I lost my best friend"? The fact that Crowley was ready to give up and wallow drunkenly through the Apocalypse because continuing on or running away held no meaning if he didn't have Aziraphale by his side. I cried. On the other hand, defiant Aziraphale? "Angels can't posses people" "Demons can..." YES BBY STOP BLINDLY FOLLOWING ORDERS!!! FREE THOUGHT BABEY!!! Now: Shadwell and Tracy. Shadwell is hilarious and I love him, end of story. He's just so... out there. crazy dude. Madame Tracy on the other hand? AMAZING. her actress (I can't think of her name and I have a REALLY ONE TRACK MIND) absolutely KILLED it. AMAZING. The seance?  That dude who WAS JUST LOVING EVERY SECOND? Loved that so much. still cracks me up. When they first get to the airbase and Crowley compliments his dress and Aziraphales like OwO like fellas they gay.

1970s crowley... the mustache... "Can I hear a Wahoo?" Hastur... love him... "What's a computer" part of me wants to think he's just fucking with Crowley because who wouldn't but also he's so deadpan and yo I can't read expression AT ALL.

Love the fact that Crowley was ready to yeet off to a far off star system light-years away, but at the same times like "you expect me... to go to TADFIELD? In this weather??? Maybe I should drive but I mean, have you SEEN the TRAFFIC Angel? And now the M-25s on fire. Great."

Hastur going from on top of everything and tearing Crowley down to panicking because YOU'RE DRIVING TOWARDS A WALL OF FIRE.

snek eyes :3c

"Young man your CAR is on F I R E"

ALSO the horse people getting lost is peak entertainment. Honestly the horsepeople are great. War? Gorgeous. Famine? Love him. He's got style Pollution??? They're amazing, and also THEY THEM PRONOUNS BABEY. that made me v happy bc I just got used to usin em myself uwu. D E A T H. He knows his aesthetic yall. love it.

suppose nows a good a time as any: THE THEM.

I didn't really like Adam at first, he seemed a bit snobby. he's grown on me now but... ngk. Wenslydale was an instant fave. he's adorable. love him. Brian? total mess. super genuine. Great kid. PEPPER. she's great. she's sassy. she's gonna go far in life. all together, they're a tight knit group and I love them and they're all my children now thabks. and the parallels to the horsepeople? p e r f e c t

Alrighty Episode 6!!!

The beginning terrified me. All this time I was rooting for Zira and Crowley to finally get their happily ever after and yknow how most media is nowadays. There's a reason Fix-it Fics are so popular. So the beginning of the episode scared me. Also Beelzebub 💖

I love the Them vs The Horsepeople. "I believe in Peace, bitch."

I didn't even realize til later that that was Aziraphales sword. didn't even catch that line.

When Beez and Gabriel showed up? THAT DUMB SMILE OF GABES? I really hated Gabriel. The way he treated Aziraphale REALLY rubbed me the wrong way and I just did not like him one bit.

W I N G S. PRETTY WINGS. also didn't even realize that what Crowley did was STOP TIME. LIKE WHSOHDOEBE WHaT? ??

 "it burned down... remember?" uuggghhh kill me with how soft and gentle he's being!!! he knows that bookshop MEANT something to Zira hdoehekdn

T H E B O D Y  S W A P

the caught me COMPLETELY off guard... at first. I was completely unaware right up until "crowley" was attacked. I caught that little "Tickety boo" and I paused screaming like CROWLEY WOULD NOT SAY THAT IN THAT SCENARIO NO WAY THAT IS N O T ANTHONY J CROWLEY W H A T 

The heaven scene solidified my then hatred for Gabriel. I like him now but oof that scene he's still VERY punchable.

Crowley: Nearly threw hands with the Archangel Gabriel

The Hell trial. So Extra. Asking for a rubber duck? iconic! "Michael, dude!" oh mood.

when they switch back and it's all revealed? G l o r i o u s. They played each other so well!!! honestly props to Michael and David, their acting was PHENOMENAL.

The ending. A happy ending. The amount of love with which Zira says "to the world" killed me. I'm dead now thanks to that. I'm typing this from the grave,  that's how powerful that line is. Honestly, knowing next to nothing going in was kind of wild and my crazy reblogging spree actually got some of my mutuals to watch the show which is pretty neat. Going back through 3 more times now, Aziraphale definitely resonates with me the most. I actually have a small blurb I wrote on the positive effects he's had on my perception of myself in terms of stimming.

All in All this show hit me in a way I did NOT expect it to, and I'm glad I found it when I did. I was at a point where I was kinda feeling like I'd never really have a fulfilling relationship because of my asexuality, and then I found good omens. I def read the characters as ace while watching it and it was amazing seeing two characters who can love each other fully, without the need for anything explicit. The show was an instant fav and I'm trying to find a physical copy of the book (that I can afford) so I can read the original text. This is a story that's going to stay important to me for a very long time, I can feel it.

[voidselfshipp]

An Acidented meeting

cw: food.ask to tag ok to rb  summary:Aziraphale and Crowley meet the same girl once,they ruin their first chance, but nonetheless destiny has other plans a/n : at last, my secret f/os

Theyd both been with humans once or twice along the 6000 Years theyve been away

Every single one of them was different, and theyd got used to It.

But they never met someone like her.

He met her in a concert.

[...]

Crowley has been away from the concert scene for a bit after the armageddon.

The music was loud and the whole place was a mess just like he liked it.

As hes rocking out he catches the glimpse of a girl, her brown hair getting in her face as she sings the song with all the air in her lungs, a jacket tied around her waist.

She was having fun.

For a moment his heart stopped, and Gasped softly.

When the band took a break he sneaked around her until she got to a food truck.

--oh god...I forgot my Wallet-- she sighed scratching the back of her neck-- never mind Man I forgot,you can Keep the food

--no, in fact give it to the Lady, ill pay-- crowley smiled at the woman and payed her food.

--oh thank you-- she grabbed the Burger, the fries and the soda.

-- the same for me but with extra hot sauce thank you-- said he, then she turns to her, she gasps under her breath this Man was her dreamboat, tight leather pants, short yet messy red hair, sunglasses and a shirt that reached enough to see part of his chest, and a daunting smile-- thats alright dear, you must me hungry after all of that singing

--yeah I am, I owe you one

-- well..about that debt, maybe you can repay me with a date?-- he smirked-- Anthony J Crowley

She giggled-- smooth, smooth one Anthony, --she took shook her hand-- im Jerico Gómez, nice to meet you

--let us sit

--theres no free seats everyon-- as jerico speaks a table appeared to be free.

--you were saying?

They sit togheter, the place seemed less crowded now, as she ate he secretly stared  at her.

--oh youve got something here-- her hand brushes against the corner of his lips.

Crowley blushes as she wiped it off-- there we go

--ah,thank...thank you-- he eats his food hoping that itll cover the reddened cheeks.

--oh whose the lucky person?--she asked, mildly dissapointed while looking at his ring.

--oh..my husband yes-- he said happily-- I think youd like him, you and him are very similar, just two fluffy clouds

She smiled he could see the hurt in her eyes-- hes okay with you flirting to other women and asking them out?

The date. Of course!-- I uh..-- "come on crowley say something!" He thought seeing her Grab her food.

--thanks for the food Anthony, but I gotta go

She was about being the other woman, or a lover, so she just left her wrist slipped from his hand as he tries to stop her.

He sighs putting his head on the table and ruffling his hair-- im such an idiot!

The band was bound to start soon, he stood up mumbling under his breath.

[...]

And he met her when she came in his library.

--can I help you dear?-- asked aziraphale turning to the woman..

--yes I uh was looking for books on the ancient egypt...

--why right this way ma'am -- the Angel Walked the woman to the book handing it to her-- theres a couple more over there -- he now takes a good look at her, dishveiled locks, black clothes and the most savage eyes he'd ever seen-- im sorry to be this sudden but, youre very beautiful

The woman smiled--well thank you, but you couldve said your name first

The Angel laughs bubbly, making her heart skip a beat-- im  Angel Aziraphale

--nice to meet you, im Jerico Gomez-- said she-- youre cute yknow!

He smiled-- my husband tells me every day, but thank you, you remind me of him! Savage eyes, and that rocker feeling you got

Her heart falls to the pit of her stomach-- hes uh...a lucky Man too then, uh how much for the book?

--oh,one hundred quid Will do, its a very old book

As she went to pay he started to think, he did screw up.

[...]

Its just one very rainy day, that fate brought them togheter.

--and I forgot my umbrella...-- whispered jerico.

--mind If I help?

--oh its you-- she said sarcastically.

-- look im sorry about the concert jerico-- said crowley opening his umbrella-- where where you going?

--the bookshop down the street I asked the owner for a book

He nodds and both walk under the rain, as they enter, aziraphale smiled hugging his husband.

-- why my dear welcome!-- said he.

Crowley wants to be sucked downt to hell, its awkward as the angel notices who he was with.

--so youre the husbands you two talked me about, great-- she said with her heart in pieces-- thats uh great, the book I asked

-- ah...over here

Crowley  sighed rubbing his forehead. What a mess.

As aziraphale went to get the change for the jerico he sighed.

-- we are such idiots-- said the Angel-- playing with her heart like that

--dont remind me-- said the demon.

--and shes such a beautiful girl I mean

--that she is, such a kind spirit...

Crowley looks at aziraphale, mouthing "do you?" And the Angel return the gesture.

--i I do why?

--well..I Like her too

Both look at eachother-- we cant let her go-- said Anthony.

--we cant make her just like us!-- said angel, going to jerico handing her the change.

--well I should get going...

--you uh cant go out with this weather!, please do stay

Suddenly the rain gets worse, so much worse.

--i dont want to take advantage of you two

Crowley shakes his head-- you forgot your umbrella you cant go out like that!

--stay for dinner,until the storm passes-- said aziraphale.

She sighed nodding-- well..thank you...you two are too kind

--Right this way-- said the Ángel.

His actual house was in the upper floor.

--the least I can do is Cook you two dinner-- said jerico.

--no youre the guest let me Cook

--you can help

The Angels cheek turn Pink, sighing defeated-- very well-- answered he-- let me get the ingridients then

As he went in the kitchen, jer and crowley are left there in the livingroom.

Jerico stood there watching Anthony who none the wiser was staring at the TV.

His hair, the Pointy cheeks, that fashion and the way he moved, he was her dreamboat but that shipp sailed a long time ago.

She feels bad for staying here like a thirdweel.

Whe no-one was looking she tried to go away but the door wouldnt budge.

So she cooked dinner and stayed.

--here you go,I hope you guys like it

The food was chiken marinated in red bellpeppers and onion with baked potatoes.

--oh this looks amazing!-- complimented aziraphale-- youre such a good Cook!

Anthony was just shoving the food in his mouth nodded.

--slower dear-- Warned the Angel.

--yes, sorry

Jerico Ate her food in silence, the slightest, smallest tears prickled at the corners of her eyes, silently she ate hearing them  speak.

--oh would you look at the time-- exclaimed aziraphale looking at the clock--is the rain any better dear? --he asked to crowley.

--nope, its still raining like the end of the world-- answered the demon with a hint of complicity in his tone.

--oh its too late...ill call a cab

--oh no!--stopped the angel-- stay the night

--i cant I just cant Angel youve idulged me enough, its fine ill take a cab

--all the cabs are taken trust me-- added crowley leaning on the frame in a way that was just enough to get her blushy and nervous.

--you can stay the night we have an extra room-- aziraphale puts a hand on hers giving it a light squeeze.

--i if you insist...-- succumbed jerico-- im so tired honestly can you take me there

He nodds-- right this way

As she passed by Anthony he winks at her from behind his glasses, even if she couldnt see his eyes very well.

When she was all alone she throws herself at the bed, its raining horribly and the lights are off.

She looks at the outside and the rain-- fuck you!-- she said at the air itself.

The world answered with the citys sounds, that proved to be enough of an insult to make her break down

--the two guys who liked me are married and im staying at their house, yeah absolutely cool, great job jerico loving people who dont love you back...-- she grabs the pillow shoving her head in it-- stupid...just stupid...

But the air changes, it smells of a scent she misses the salted water the Sandy beaches, then the sweet smell of food she hasnt Ate in a Long while.

She relaxes her shoulders her face finally resting properly on the pillow.

She yawns softly and gets comfy in the bed, as she falls asleep she was not aware of crowley covering her with the warm blankets, he kisses her cheek and leaves.

-- we fucked up so bad!-- said Anthony while getting in bed-- just great

Aziraphale just sighs turning on his side-- crowley, come on now

--thats what we did angel! Look at her, I just...ugh-- he covers his face with his hands--i feel so bad-- he says.

He feels a hand on his-- we'll find a way, now rest come on

He nodds leaning on the pillow-- I dont know how you just make things better Angel I really dont know

He hears him chuckle as he falls asleep.

Jerico woke up in the middle of the night, unable to fall asleep again she stands up and goes to the first ground of the bookshop, she sits by the Fire and sighs.

Then she feels a coat around her, and someone sits besides her.

--hey...cant sleep?--asked crowley-- me neither

Theres a silence that neither want to break, she just leans in her head against his bicep.

--you two deserve eachother...you guys really do...

He sighed wrapping his arm around her pulling her closer--im sorry we broke your heart like that-- said he-- we didnt mean to

--thats ...thats okay ive shouldve known-- she scoots closer-- its just...youre my dreamboat...and it just hurted a little bit more

He smirked looking at her-- oh am I

She Wipes her tears off her face and he presses a kiss against the top of her head-- dont get cocky

They stay up a couple of hours, and as they walk down the corridor to their bedrooms, they stop at hers.

He looks at her and in an instant he kisses her, her back against the wall

Jericos hands caress the nape of his neck, his hands firmly resting on her waist.

They gasp for air before kissing again and they press their foreheads togheter as their lips part.

--jerico i-- jerico doesnt ley him finish, and gets in her room--jerico!-- he knocked on the door she slammed shut in his face-- jerico come on!

Theres no answer only soft sobs, he sighs angry with himself, he stays there until hes certain shes asleep and crawls in bed.

The Next morning theres silence.

Before she leaves, jerico gives one last yearning look at crowley who begs her in silence to stay.

She just gets in the cab and it drives off.

--it didnt work angel!-- he plops on the sofa-- how could we fuck it up...!

Aziraphale sits on the armrest,caressing his hair-- it certainly cant be the end

-- it is! shes gone! Poof! Bye! Adieu! Ciao! Adiós! C'fucking finite!

Though, god had other plans for the three of them.

Some nights later they hear a knock on the door, crowley opens and jerico collapses on his arms.

He looks at her and hugs her tightly.

--Can I still stay?-- she asked with her voice broken.

--of course dear, stay in as much as you need-- said aziraphale as he closed the door as soon as she entered.

She sits on the sofá hugging crowley, who has his head ontop of hers caressing her hair.

Aziraphale hands her a cup of tea-- here you go dear

He sits with her,and she wiped her tears drinking.

The three of them knew why she was here, and crying.

Crowley can only slip an arm around her waist.

What they felt was Real.

The Angel presses a kiss to her cheek-- I cant see you like this dear-- he took her hand-- the tears dont decorate your pretty face, id rather see you smile.

She giggled-- thats sweet

Crowley kisses the top of her head caressing her back-- come on now, you must be tired of crying

--i am...-- she answered.

Jerico sighed looking at the both of them -- you guys wouldnt mind a third wheel would you?

Aziraphale smiled-- what this relationshipp needs is another wheel

--we just need you to complete the puzzle luv-- answered crowley lifting her face up by the chin.

she giggles finishing her tea.

The demon makes a cup fall in the kitchen wich makes the Angel go check on it.

--Now that we have our privacy ...-- purred Anthony the door locking.

Jerico smiled leaving the empty cup on the coffee table, he leaned on the sofa and she was ontop.

--about me being your dreamboat...--he flirted-- well I got some news for ya-- his hands go around her waist pulling her closer-- youre my dreamboat too...

-- then what are you waiting for handsome?-- asked she.

Anthony kissed jerico, its passionate at first , That makes her push him down on the sofa, between heated moans but then Fades in a soft kiss, that leaves them both on their sides, he caresses her cheek, with his fingers tangled in her hair, her arms pull him closer by the waist he sighs softly relaxing under her touch.

--i hope im not interrupting anything-- said aziraphale.

--im having a moment here-- teases crowley.

--oh youre always having a moment crowley...

Theyd realized jerico had Fallen asleep, Anthony Carried her to bed, and aziraphale made sure the bed was comfortable.

--hmm? Aziraphale?

The angel sits by her-- yes dear?

--a goodnight kiss?-- he chuckles pressing his lips against hers, its fluffy and warm like a cloud-- how come youve known crowley for 6000 years?

--well-- he sighed nervously-- well dear the thing is that...hes a demon and im an angel...

--hmm thats cool-- she turns to her side her back facing him-- Well you two better come quick I dont like sleeping alone...

--Will do sweetheart, you go rest

He ruffles her hair and hears her chuckle sleepily.

Turning off the nighlight he goes to the livingroom picking up the dirty cuttlery they didnt wash from that nights dinner.

Their day ended cuddled up togheter, sleeping soundly the three of them.