He Tried 😅

I'm not sure which of them came to watch the other 😅 They're smitten without debate.

There are a few Bentley things Crowley will sort out by hand.

Coffee Break.

though essentially i think Aziraphale is just going to sit to one side  eat the snacks he bought while watching Crowley finish shining the car.

Did you read Siren’s song?  GO READ. Bookmark, comment, give kudos if you like it (and I assure you will).

I’ve worked on this piece for a week, I started immediately after finishing last chapter of this briliant and beautiful and glorious story by @kedreeva. And I must admit - I never know siren has wings!  

But the biggest kick to my ass are you people. I am still overwhelmed by the amount of likes on my last work (dtiys of marvellous @hayamiyuu) and this is my little celebration for it.  Thank you, very very much.

Am I the only one who is trilling from the idea of HOW MANY ZINES will be forming after sesson 2?

I wouldn't say it better, thank you I'm going to be sentimental. Thanks to everyone from the kindest fandom I ever be part of, you're making amazing job.

When I read fanfiction or look at art, I fall in love again and again in so so many ways with them. Every. Damn. Time.

I've seen lots of fans remark on how wonderful it is that the Good Omens fandom leaves space for such diverse interpretations of the characters and story. So many of us find different ways to see ourselves in Aziraphale and Crowley, whether that's our identities or experiences or interests...

But for me this goes beyond just having space for different fans' preferences. What amazes me about this fandom is that I adore and resonate with so many seemingly conflicting interpretations of Aziraphale and Crowley's story, and I think lots of others do too. I'll read a fic in which they've been together romantically for 6000 years and it makes as much sense to me as one in which they get together after thwarting the apocalypse, and of course I'll love a queer platonic take on their relationship just as much. I read fics in which they are asexual and I'm like "yeah, exactly!" on the same day that I'll savor a tender and sexy PWP fic. I've read and seen them portrayed as every experience of gender identity and been like "yup, that's them (and I see myself in that too)". I've read different takes on how they experience human mental health or neurodiversity and they all resonate. I've read fics where Aziraphale's kisses burn like holy water and I'm thinking, "of course that is what would happen"; fics where angel kisses turn to freckles ("obviously"); then I'll read a different interpretation where kisses are just soft and human and that makes perfect sense too.

What's amazing about this experience is that I don't recall feeling this way about previous fandoms and ships. With other ships I tended to have a singular narrative in my head about "how it would be", and beyond AUs I felt like the fandom kind of did too. Maybe that's because I'm older now, but I don't think it's just my age... this fandom is fundamentally queerer and more pluralistic.

The way that the Good Omens fandom invites us all to hold multiple different headcanons and interpretations without them feeling "conflicting" is amazing. It's a beautiful expression of plurality, empathy, and fluidity that itself reflects a rather queer and feminist way of seeing the world. And that's lovely. What if we saw more of the real world that way, with room for gray area and nuance? Letting two conflicting things be true at once, just like Crowley and Aziraphale integrate darkness/light? Like them, we're conditioned to think about binary options and "two sides". Like them, we can inspire each other to see life more fluidly than that, while also taking a firm stand for something we believe in.

Hello! Not the promised angst, but I needed to cheer myself up today, so here’s some cuteness, a touch of emotional hurt, and a soft ending.

(CW for discussion of drunken shenanigans, after the fact, extremely mild.)

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The moment Crowley woke up, he knew something was wrong.

Even with his eyes closed – the room smelled too dusty, the air too dry. The pillows were too soft, the sheets nowhere near Egyptian cotton, and he was burrowed under a blanket that was thicker and heavier than anything he owned. It was comfortable, but it was wrong.

There was also someone moving nearby, footsteps treading softly near the bed.

Old instincts activated, bringing him from drowsy to alert in less than a second, without changing his posture in any way. Let the intruder think he still slept. He pictured the layout of his room, the distance to the door, the exact spot of the fancy lamp on his bedside table. It wasn’t much of a weapon, but it should buy time. He’d need to roll over, it was behind him, and from the sound of it the intruder was…inside…the wall?

Pressing his face into the pillow, Crowley slowly cracked open one eye.

The wall was much farther away than he remembered, and the room much brighter, and filled with bookshelves, and…

“For Ssssssomeone’s sake, Angel,” he groaned, sitting up. “Don’t sneak up on me like that.”

Aziraphale turned from where he was sliding books onto a shelf, blinking innocently. “I’m terribly sorry, did I wake you?”

Weiterlesen

Braces.  Guys, I’m living and dying for braces. I made a quick sketch of Aziraphale’s summer outfit (there is also his whole figure, but not finished yet) inspired by fic Don't Cry Over Spilled Coffee by @waffleironbiddingwar

Crowley was going to faint. He stared at the kind face as surprised blue eyes stared back. “Oh,” the stranger said, with the slightest hint of an accent. 

“Er.” Crowley wasn’t sure what to say and the children, seeming to understand something strange was happening, were silent. Finally, Adam spoke up. 

“Mr. Fell, the kite went out of control.” He held it up. “Part of the frame was bent.” 

“And it knocked over my coffee,” Crowley unhelpfully supplied, his brain unable to think of anything else except the gorgeous man in front of him. He could even look past the terrible brown sandals he was wearing.  I've never been a summer person, actually I am not able sit and take a sunbath for 5 minutes (plus I live inland) but this AU got under my skin.  And yes, tartan IS stylish! (and everywhere)

When Pandora’s box has opened.

Today my favourite class (yezzz, bad teacher who has their fav students) told me they join to our next online lesson in halloween costumes because of lockdown! These kids are so f*cking amazing and I love them! 

My first attempt was my selfportrait in a reverse Azira’s costume but then I added the beard and change the hair color and he was far far better than me. He is something between a vampire, gothic and dandy man, I haven’t decide yet. Two things he never take off - his skirt with long ruffle sleeves, tartan skirt of course, and the red bow. 

paint me like one of your studio ghibli background sceneries

Heya, happy news everyone!  Chapter 9 of It never hurts to keep looking for a sunshine!! There gonna be some very nice and silly moments which I utterly adore (bless you @elfontheshelves​). Just two guys chillin in the kitchen, really. Hope you all had a great time on TIC and please enjoy new chapter! I promise you will as I do ♡

I think I have a thing for celestial multieyed beings.

biblical accurate angels + fashion ?? 👁️🔥