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plumbum-art · 8 months

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"...we both get plenty of use out of it..."

#good omens #good omens 2 #ineffable husbands #aziraphale #crowley #digital art #good omens fanart #aziraphales bookshop #crowleys plants #once he moves into the bookshop crowley will occupy every inch of area in front of the windows for his plants #since aziraphale doesn't need them anyway #at least not for potential customers #pb art

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petradrawsgo · 3 months

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Breakups are never pretty... Especially when you have children.

And yes, Aziraphale has a phone in Heaven. No magic summoning circles needed.

#aziracrow #aziraphale #crowley #good omens #good omens fanart #good omens fandom #muriel #ineffable husbands #ineffable idiots #let it go #aziraphales bookshop

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pridescrolling · 3 months

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If aziraphales bookshop doesn't have a secret room/passage behind a shelf then really... whats the point?! Where's the whimsy?? Aziraphale definitely has a secret bookshelf passage you can't convince me otherwise.

And it is full of crowley paraphernalia

#good omens #aziraphale #crowley #aziraphale x crowley #goodomens #aziraphales bookshop #a.z. fell & co

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ineffable-baker-street · 6 months

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you know what i love so so much? the fact that crowley - despite the way he apparently dislikes books and is loud about his disdain for being mistaken for a bookseller - cares about nothing quite as much as aziraphale's great passion and love for his carefully curated collection of literature.

crowley experiences genuine sorrow and compassion when he has to gently remind aziraphale that his bookshop burned down, he looks so sorry, and so heartbroken that he has to be the one to tell aziraphale that his most prized and sacred space is gone. i don't think we ever see him like that before or again, it's a different sort of sadness to the final episode, it's a kind of pain that crowley has never experienced, in which he truly wishes he could take all of aziraphale's hurt away.

and then, in the final moments of the show, in a desperate attempt, crowley uses the one thing he is sure will convince aziraphale to stay. "you can't leave this bookshop." this is where they have built a life for themselves, this shop holds their most treasured memories, and is the core of many fond moments and close experiences they've shared. it is the centre of their entire, carefully constructed life on earth, and if aziraphale leaves then there will be no more core, and without a core there will be no more them. surely aziraphale must see that? but he doesn't, he doesn't sre what crowley sees, doesn't feel what crowley feels when he stands in that bookshop, and he leaves anyway, and crowley is left wondering just when he became the one to care more about the bookshop out of the two of them...

aziraphale loves books loudly. he cares for them and keeps them safe and opens an entire shop just for the excuse to have them, but then doesn't sell a single one. crowley loves books because aziraphale loves them, and in doing so they become exceedingly important to him, and he will do anything to keep them safe if it means keeping his angel happy.

#good omens #neil gaiman #crowley and aziraphale #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #ineffable idiots #crowley my beloved #bookshop #aziraphales bookshop #good omens meta #good omens season 2 #go meta

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hawt-pants-exe · 3 months

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Here I present you not very accurate Mr Fell’s bookshop (not entirely just a small part of it) in

Isometric!!

And uh it literally took me 5 months to finish…I thank my laziness and art blocks for it🫡

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#good omens #my art #good omens season 2 #good omens fanart #procreate #isometric art #vintage #aziraphales bookshop #a.z. fell

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somewhere-in-wales · 4 months

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Why is Crowley living in the Bentley?

The 'living-situation' equivalent of the bodyguard lean...

...is living in your car within 2 minutes distance, so you can be there at the drop of a hat when needed.

Sure, you could get yourself a flat, you're a demon, you've accumulated enough money over the years.

Or you could ask your friend to move in (the one who said only 50 or so years ago that you went too fast for them).

But they live in an Embassy that protects you from Hell, and you're not sure what happens to that protection if you officially move in.

So really, the easiest solution (when you've experienced the heartbreaking pain of thinking you've lost them and you're scared shitless that it might happen again), the logical solution is to just sleep in your car. At the steering wheel. Less than 2 minutes away.

So you can be there at the drop of a hat when they call.

To rescue them. To defend them. To keep them safe.

#good omens #crowley's bentley #crowley #aziraphale #aziraphales bookshop #I'm tired of living in my car #even though I basically live in the bookshop #protective crowley #ineffable husbands

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yourlocaldragondealer · 2 months

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Posting all my shitty gomens memes in one go enjoy this meal

#good omens #good omens 2 #aziracrow #aziraphale #aziraphale x crowley #anthony j crowley #the bentley #ineffable husbands #gomens #neil gaiman #ineffable bureaucracy #ineffable divorce #good omens season 2 #the final fifteen #good omens memes #aziraphales bookshop #aziraphale and crowley #crowley #there will be a part two as soon as im stressed out again

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utterly-disappointed · 25 days

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What?

#the bentley/the bookshop #good omens #good omens 2 #what am i looking at #why #aziraphale #aziraphales bookshop #crowley #crowleys bentley #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #just....what

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apologydanceenthusiast · 2 months

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My brain just got stuck on the southdowns cottage and how they'd end up there

And honestly, there's this recurring theme of the bookshop getting destroyed or at the very least pretty messed up (S1 by burning down and S2 by getting raided by the demon army).

And while I love to theorise and imagine Muriel might take over the bookshop, I think that, if we're lucky enough to get to the soutdowns cottage, it might be at cost of the bookshop

Another point in favour of that theory might be the whole "You can't leave this bookshop" "Oh Crowley, nothing lasts forever" interaction, which would be incredible foreshadowing

#good omens #crowley #gos2 #neil gaiman #go2 #aziraphale #southdowns cottage #i am more or less back from the dead #good omens season 2 #the bookshop #a.z. fell & co #aziraphales bookshop #dunno if this was said before or if this makes any sense #my brain just came up with this while recording a 7 minute long voicemessage in which i was infodumping abt GO to my best friend

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bobkanlidebacon · 24 days

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Drew crowley bc why not

#crowley #good omens #good omens 2 #art #artists on tumblr #ineffable husbands #aziraphale #sitting #aziraphales bookshop #art on paper

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imthebentley · 2 months

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BTW if anyone needs me I'm cosplaying as a human today at Thorpe Park with @puck-the-devil @totally-a-sheep and @imaziraphalesbookshop

#the bentley #good omens #good omens rp #aziraphales bookshop #puck #gargoyles #Palentines day

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robinratt · 3 months

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he look to cool!! I simply had to draw him!!

"This is the opposite of how your suposed to be dressed right now angel..... keep it its perfect come on"

#design from @gleafer #RAHH LOVE HIM #good omens fan art #crowley #ineffeble husbands #good omens #good omens 2 #aziracrow #art #aziraphales bookshop

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very-normal-abt-this · 2 months

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Googled images from Berwick Street in Soho, London.

Look familiar, anyone? (heart eyes)

#that blue building reminds me of give me coffee or give me death #can i move to london just bc of good omens? please?#good omens #good omens prime #good omens set #good omens s1 #good omens s2 #good omens s3 #wickber street #aziraphales bookshop #give me coffee or give me death #london #england #neil gaiman #terry pratchett

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neoputo · 4 months

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Good Omens fanfic by yours truly

y'know, i'm honestly more of a poet than a fanfic writer. but today i woke up to a lovely cliche idea of what could happen when an angel and a demon meet again after the former left the other for quite some time, and thought i would give it a try.

if you'd rather read from the doc, here's the link!

enjoy!

The Meet

After spending quite some time in Heaven, Aziraphale finds himself ready to go back to Earth. He takes the elevator, pushes the button and waits. Though the trip down to the human world is usually a very quick one, Aziraphale feels like it’s taking an eternity; he’s trembling a bit, repeating to himself It’s going to be alright, it's going to be alright, in an effort to calm himself down. It actually doesn’t calm him down much, yet at least it keeps his mind busy.

It’s a windy afternoon, and the bookshop is awaiting the angel just the same as he left it. Clumsily, he trips over his way to the building, but manages to arrive in one piece (no miracles needed! Turns out watching out before crossing the street is rather useful). When he reaches the doorway, Aziraphale tidies his clothes up a bit and right before he knocks the door, Muriel opens it.

“We’re clo—Mr. Aziraphale? I-I wasn’t expecting you…” They’re holding a book in their hands, which are now shaking a bit, and their appearance is more human-like, with a casual pair of jeans and a brown sweater. “I was just leaving, were you… were you looking for something?” They ask, shyly.

“Is… Is Crowley inside?” Aziraphale wonders.

Muriel is about to reply No, and even if he is, he doesn’t want to see you, but a familiar voice interrupts them:

“Aziraphale? What the fuck are you doing down here, your… Supreme Archangel or whatever they call you these days” says the demon, in a sarcastic yet seemingly hurt tone. His figure remains in the shadows of the interior of the bookshop, hidden from Aziraphale’s eyes.

“I… Crowley, I was hoping we could… talk?” he mutters, as he tries to hide his tension behind a smile and sneaks a quick peek inside in an attempt to find Crowley, unsuccessfully.

“Talk? You remember what happened last time we talked? ‘Cus I certainly do, a—”, Crowley stops himself before letting the word angel slip through his lips.

“Well, and I’m certainly coming in” says Aziraphale, assertively, as he enters the bookshop. When he’s inside, his eyes and the demon’s finally meet for a slight moment, and if it wasn’t for the noise of the people and the traffic outside, you could’ve heard something breaking inside both of them. Crowley quickly puts his dark glasses on. He looks awful, like he hasn’t seen the light of day ever since Aziraphale left (which is pretty much accurate, except for that one time he left to buy another bottle of wine), and is carrying a blanket over his shoulders. He is wearing one of Aziraphale’s shirts, which the angel instantly recognizes. If he wasn’t so damn worried, he would’ve smiled.

“Goodbye, Mr. Crowley! And goodbye Mr. Aziraphale, I mean, Traitor!”. Muriel leaves hurriedly.

Aziraphale takes off his coat and makes himself comfortable, almost like he was at home. Sweat slides down his forehead and he is struggling to keep his hands still. Crowley stands against a column, and the angel remains still on the other side of the room.

“So… um, Crowley… how have you been?” he regrets asking as soon as he finishes talking.

“How have I been? C’mon, An…Aziraphale, cut the bullshit already”. The demon is fairly angry. Can you blame him, though?

“I’m sorry, Crowley…” Aziraphale begins to speak, “I-I know I’ve hurt you and that my decision to go to Heaven was rushed, but you have to trust me when I say I did so for the best… for safety reasons, our safety. And I sincerely apologize for the damage I have caused, oh, I spent day and night thinking of this moment, when I could finally come back, day and night thinking of… you”

Crowley stays silent, and he’s not sure whether he does so because he’s resentful and doesn’t want to, or because of the knot tied inside his throat as the result of swallowing down the tears.

“I know what I did was wrong” continues the angel, who doesn't know what else to say. He slowly steps forward in Crowley’s direction. “I…I hope you can forgive me”

The demon takes a deep breath before he starts to speak. “Forgive you?” he asks, “You leave me for Heaven for whatever reason, tell me nothing lasts forever when I beg you too stay with me, and then say I forgive you after I kiss you… and expect me to forgive you? You were the only person in the entire Universe I really trusted, the only one that made the mess of this world feel bearable and even fun to navigate, the only one I spent years chasing after with the intention to get closer and closer until we could be together for the rest of our time. See, I… hmm… I’ve liked you since I first met you… in Eden. And ever since the day you left me I’ve felt nothing but empty and heartbroken, yet a part of me was always hoping you’d come back and wake me up and tell me: hey, it was all just a very bad dream, even though I knew it wasn’t gonna be that easy. You cannot come back and restart like nothing ever even happened. You cannot show up, inadvertently, and pretend I will go straight to your arms and tell you everything you wanna hear. I’m not so sure I can forgive you at all… or, well, at least, not yet”.

“Oh, Crowley…”. Aziraphale, almost bursting into tears, steps closer to Crowley and stops himself right before extending his hands to reach the demon’s face “May… I?”. Crowley growls but briefly nods, like there’s something that won’t let him refuse; like he actually needs to be touched by the angel. Aziraphale raises his hands and gently takes Crowley’s sunglasses off his eyes. Underneath, he finds two watery yellow orbs staring back at him. The angel delicately wipes the tears off Crowley’s face, and then takes one step backwards. “I missed you” he whispers, “and I completely understand that you are not ready to forgive me, and that you might never will, so…” he exhales “I-I better leave now”

As Aziraphale turns around and heads to the exit, Crowley grasps the back of the collar of his shirt and stops him.

“I might not be ready to forgive you, but I…” he utters, and Aziraphale turns back “you don’t have to leave, angel. I… I also missed you”

Crowley lets go of Aziraphale’s shirt and when he’s about to step back, the angel grabs him by the wrist, pulling him closer, and finally hugs him. For a moment, the world feels lighter around the two of them, and time seems to slow down.

“I love you, Crowley, and I’m sorry I’ve been such a coward to say it aloud before. I mean, after all these years…” Aziraphale confesses.

“Over six hundred years, to be precise” replies Crowley, jokingly, though really not much, “and I, well… you already know this, but, I love you, too, angel, I love you, too”, he sighs. “Uh…” he continues, “wanna… wanna go on a picnic or sum?”

“Are you trying to… tempt me?”

“Maybe I am”

The End