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angstea · 8 months

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i suggest that we keep this informal ('cause a normal human being wouldn't need to pretend to be normal)

Fandom: Good Omens

Ship: Ineffable Bureaucracy

Summary: Beelzebub wasn't accustomed to this level of closeness. Sure, Hell was cramped, everyone compressed into its walls and bumping shoulders constantly. This was something else. Seated side by side in a Scottish pub, Gabriel's face cast in a warm glow, close to his side out of comfort rather than necessity.

Or, Beelzebub and touch starvation

AN: This started off as me projecting onto Beelzebub but now it is one of the best things I've written I think. Also Beelzebub is autistic and has anxiety bcus I said so <3

Title is from Love, Me Normally by Will Wood

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Beelzebub wasn't accustomed to this level of closeness. Sure, Hell was cramped, everyone compressed into its walls and bumping shoulders constantly. This was something else entirely. Seated side by side in a Scottish pub, Gabriel's face cast in a warm glow, close to his side out of comfort rather than necessity.

Their hand pressed against Gabriel's as the small fly flitted between their palms. The contact almost burned and yet they mourned its loss when Gabriel pulled his hand away. They quickly emptied out a matchbox for him, finding something to do with their hands to stifle the urge to take Gabriel's and never let go.

The matchbox containing the small buzzing fly was tucked away into Gabriel's jacket and Beelzebub felt a small burst of jealousy. They wanted to be that close to Gabriel, head rested on his chest and burrowing into his embrace. Their hands tightened into loose fists, nails digging into their palms, and their leg bounced up and down furiously, ignoring the itch under their skin that yearned for more of the closeness and intimacy they'd only caught glimpses of.

In Hell, they had status and power but that could only do so much to quell the loneliness deep in their soul. A lack of equals bred a sense of isolation. Perhaps they had found one in Gabriel.

"Is that a new face?"

"What, this old thing? I've had it for ages." Beelzebub did not think about Gabriel's intent studious look when he saw their new appearance. Didn't think about Gabriel close by their side again. They rose from their seat and carried on. "Such a pity that Hell never really appreciated your talents, Crowley."

"Is it? It is, yeah."

He caught on quickly then. They continued with their pitch, carefully practiced words filling the room. "What if I said Hell was willing to forget everything you did? That we were willing to accept you back, no questions asked with a hefty promotion."

"Doesn't actually sound like the sort of thing youre likely to say.."

"Might be." They were losing him. "The Archangel Gabriel has vanished. We know he isn't in Heaven. What we don't know is where he is." Did they hide their concern well? Does Crowley see casual disinterest or frantic worry?

"Oh, how mysterious."

"We think someone must be hiding him from us." They didn't say from me.

"Not very likely"

"If you found Gabriel and handed him over to us, you could name your price. I've got all the hosts of Hell hunting for him, and we will find him." They refused to consider the possibility they wouldn't. They had to find him. "But you, Crowley, you know earth better than anyone."

"Well, I...it's a big universe. Lots of places that an Archangel on the lam could have a wonderful time and never be seen again."

He wasn't giving them the answers they wanted. Maybe he was telling the truth, but something told Beelzebub he wasn't. They deviated from the meticulously laid out script in their mind. They ignored the slightly desperate edge to their words.

"Well, wherever he is, you find Gabriel for me and you can have whatever your nasty little heart desires! You could be a Duke of Hell."

Maybe they had given too much away. Find Gabriel for me. Not for us, for me. You could be a Duke of Hell, instead of me. If you find Gabriel, I will be long gone.

Beelzebub slumped into their chair. The clamouring of demons faded into the background, all of them sounding the same. Others looked to their position and saw power and ease. In some respects, that was correct. But they didn't see the solitude and the demands with no reward.

They let out a long sigh. Their insides felt hollow and sick and they couldn't help but want to crumple in on themselves and be swallowed up by the ground. That wasn't an option however as the door behind them creaked open.

"Is there any news about Gabriel yet?" Their concern for Gabriel was probably written off as the same eagerness the rest of Hell felt at getting their hands on the Supreme Archangel. Not the desperation of someone who was convinced Gabriel's touch could cure the weight they felt on their shoulders.

"Err no. No news of our accursed enemy, my lord."

Accursed enemy. The words felt filthy, not at all fitting for the pristine figure of their Gabriel. "No?" The minute slump of their shoulders went thankfully unnoticed. "Tell me the moment we learn anything."

"Of course, Lord Beelzebub."

Beelzebub's gaze wandered to the corner of the room. If they looked at the demon, they felt he would see every secret in their eyes. One of those carefully guarded thoughts made its way from their brain to the tip of their tongue and they carefully considered their company. He did talk too much but they could always rip out his tongue for saying something out of line.

"Do you ever think...wouldn't it just be nice if someone told you what a good job you were doing?"

"In Hell?"

"Yeah." They accompanied the word with a vague shrug, trying to convey disinterest, as if they weren't thinking about Gabriel saying something of the sort. It made their chest tighten strangely but not unpleasantly.

The demon launched into a dull rant about the Dung Pits or getting his tongue ripped out. Beelzebub sent him a glare which shut him up quickly.

"Am I talking too much?"

Beelzebub bared their decaying teeth.

"Are you gonna rip out my tongue again?"

Were they? Could they be bothered to make a spectacle of him at the moment? Not particularly, if they were honest with themself.

"I don't care, just be quiet."

"Right." He shuffled out of sight, but paused just before the door. "You feeling all right?"

"Do you want to go to the dung pits!?" They snapped, accompanying the question with a hiss that sent the demon scurrying. As soon as he was out of sight, they curled in on themself, head in their hands. The pit in their stomach dropped further. They'd never find Gabriel.

It had been days, still no news of Gabriel. All the forces of Heaven and Hell were searching for him but his location remained elusive.

Needless to say, Beelzebub was out of their mind with worry.

They felt like they'd swallowed a million flies, the insects buzzing about inside them and making them fidget incessantly, troubled.

Once more, they felt that strange itch under their skin and the increased pressure in their chest, wishing for nothing more than Gabriel by their side. They pulled their legs up onto the throne, hugging their knees to their chest and digging thier nails into the skin to calm their worry a little.

"What happened to you, my sweet?" they murmured to themself, the sound muffled into the ball they had curled themself into.

A metallic creak and the call of "Shax! Demon of the Fifth House!" caused them to right themself before Shax entered. They did their utmost to appear nonchalant, draped across the seat of their throne as per normal.

"Well? What news?" they kept their tone commanding and ensured the edge of anxiety was kept off.

"The angel went to Edinburgh."

"Which angel?" their heart leapt at the mention of an angel, but it could be any angel. They couldn't get too ahead of themself, too eager.

"You know which one. Crowley's pet."

Beelzebub just about managed to keep their disappointment hidden before asking, "Why Edinburgh?"

"Not sure. Maybe they want us to think Gabriel's in Edinburgh. Maybe Crowley wants the angel to make us think Gabriel's in Edinburgh. Maybe-"

They cut off Shax's ceaseless rambling. "Maybe he actually is in Edinburgh." Their heart warmed a little at thought of Gabriel running away from Heaven to return to the location of their last meeting, the occasion where the two of them felt something shift in their connection.

"Oh, he's not in Edinburgh."

"Why not?" They were intrigued by Shax's confidence.

"Because he's in the bookshop."

"Gabriel's in the bookshop? You're certain?" It was a fight to keep their tone even, excitement and relief threatening to spill over.

"Yes."

"Thank you Shax. Good work." They waved their hand dismissively, calmly, as if the curve of their lips didn't threaten to break into a grin of rotted teeth. As if they could even hear Shax over the thudding of their heart. As if they weren't ignoring every impulse in their turbulent mind screaming at them to rush to the bookshop alone and whisk Gabriel away.

Was it pathetic how much they were looking forward to simply holding his hand?

Gabriel, their Gabriel, was back. They'd found him, he was safe, he was himself. Beelzebub felt giddy with delight and it was all they could do to not grab their stupid silly ridiculous angel in the tightest embrace and never let go. They were practically buzzing and they were sure the only thing that could quiet their racing mind and restless body were Gabriel's arms around them.

For now though, they could settle for moving in closer, inches away and knuckles brushing together. Their hands intertwined and Beelzebub's heart skipped a beat. Their free hand fidgeted restlessly and they couldn't have kept a smile off of their face if they tried.

Even as their very fate was debated by the surrounding angels and demons, all they could think about was Gabriel at their side. They didn't think they'd be able to relinquish their grasp on his hand ever again, wouldn't allow him to move away from his place pressed to their side.

The only thing holding them back from clinging onto him was the presence of others. It wouldn't do for anyone to see the Grand Duke of Hell acting so...needy, especially given the affronted gasps at the pair merely holding hands

Gabriel pulled away slightly, Beelzebub almost dragged him back but resisted, letting his piercing purple eyes meet theirs for a moment.

"I would like to be with Beelzebub. Wherever Beelzebub is, is my Heaven."

Something in their heart melted a little more at his words and they only just managed to get their lips to form a sentence.

"And wherever you are, my sweet, is forever my Hell."

The chatter of the rest faded away into the background. Nothing else mattered. Arma-bloody-geddon 2.0 could have been at their doorstep this very moment but Beelzebub wouldn't have cared because Gabriel was holding their hands and he was singing.

"Everyday, it's a-getting closer."

"Going faster than a rollercoaster."

"Love like yours will surely come my way, a-hey, a-hey-hey."

They were home.

It didn't really matter where they ended up because the moment the watchful eyes of Heaven and Hell had averted its gaze from the two of them, Beelzebub surged forward and threw themself into Gabriel's embrace.

They gripped onto him tightly, hands shaking and fists crumpling his jacket. Their angel's arms wrapped around them and everything was right with the universe. They slumped against him, losing all the tension they had held within them for the past 6000 years, their brain finally quieting.

One of Gabriel's hands shifted, gently knocking their hat to the ground so he could wind his fingers through their hair, lovingly tugging at the knotted messy strands.

Something within Beelzebub broke delicately and a few tears fell from their eyes, soaking into Gabriel's jumper before they could be seen. It felt like a weight had been suddenly lifted off their chest and their soul had begun to float, drifting into the universe.

They hadn't realised how badly they had needed this, how something within them had been desperate for this for centuries.

Sometimes you don't know you're starving until the food has touched your lips.

#good omens #good omens season 2 #go2 #go2e1 #go2e3 #go2e6 #ineffable bureaucracy #gabriel #the archangel fucking gabriel #beelzebub #beelzebub good omens #gabriel good omens #autistic beelzebub #good omens fic

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mx-anthony-janthony-crowley · 8 months

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just so everyone knows after tomorrow when i have heard chapter 3 track 31 "not kind" of the good omens season 2 soundtrack i will never talk about anything else ever again

#good omens #GO2 #good omens soundtrack #david arnold #IT'S THE SWEETEST MOST ROMANTIC MUSIC I HAVE EVER HEARD AND I WILL CRY WHEN I HEAR IT PROPERLY FOR THE FIRST TIME IM WARNING U NOW #also the music from when tiny crowley is growing. fucking hilarious #go2e3

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animateuniverse · 8 months

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why haven’t I seen anyone talking about these mountains??

first off, the mountains are bizarre colours- most are almost like Aziraphale’s tartan, and the other is unnaturally dark red and black. weird.

beyond that, all the clouds are distressingly uniform in size and shape.

lastly is that Nessie on the right??

soooo my initial theory is that Adam put the mountains there when he set the world right. he had restored Aziraphale’s bookshop when he did that, but took some creative liberties (stocked it with books he THOUGHT should be in a bookshop) so it’s possible that Adam muddled with the geography a bit so that there could be cool mountains and a home for his favourite cryptid.

they could ALSO be a hint for something that might happen in season 3. something could happen in those mountains.

#good omens #good omens season 2 #good omens season two #I am so happy that the picture of Nessie turned out blurry it’s only right #aziraphale #crowley #good omens speculation #ineffable husbands #ineffable idiots #geology #srsly if any geology enjoyers have any insight on these weird mountains I wanna know #go2 #go 2x03 #go2e3

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angst-ideas · 9 months

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List of Good Omens Angst/Whump Ideas That Have Been Stuck in my Head (+ bonus fluff/humor section!) —————————————

(Part one : ur here

Part two: TBD)

This first part will be mainly Aziraphale centric! yes I know who doesnt love a good hurt Crowley, but i think there are SO MANY missed opprotunities for hurt Aziraphale, so of course I have taken the liberty of shouting my ideas to the world in hopes some other deranged soul out there hears my pleas and makes these into actual stories. (That sounded way cooler in my head…) If you want me to do a part two for Crowley please let me know! As always my ask box is also open for requests for any other fandoms or scenarios youd like, and if you do use these please tag me on tumblr or my ao3 account "Bangsty"!

(ALSO FORGOT TO MENTION, THIS MAY CONTAIN BOTH SEASON 1 AND SEASON 2 ASPECTS IN CERTAIN PROMPTS, SO SPOILER WARNING)

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•Aziraphale getting injured protecting Crowley

lets start off easy! We all know that our good buddy angel can neglect his own well being for the sake of others, especially for Crowley. Imagine Crowley getting into some sort of trouble, and instead of Crowley getting hit, Aziraphale takes the blow for him, resulting in what can be a small but worrying injury, to maybe full on discorporation (might be a little extreme but hey! we love that stuff here) its then up to Crowley to get Aziraphale out of that situation and make sure he lives to tell the tale.

-little extra point if Crowley blames himself for Aziraphale getting hit, even when it was literally the angel that flung himself infront of crowley, wings fully spread just taking the fucking hit like a champ

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•Crowley realizes Aziraphale is in trouble because he feels it spiritually/from his Crowley sense (idk what its called give me a break)

ok I gotta admit, Crowley being able to sense Aziraphale has always made me smile when reading fanfictions, having Crowley be going on with his daily routine and just suddenly sensing Aziraphale distressed or hurt is an amazing concept

-Extra points if you write both Crowley and Aziraphale's POVs (preferrably 3rd person)

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•Crowley coming to terms to what he witnessed while body switched/swapped with Aziraphale

when Crowley is pretending to be Aziraphale during the execution event, Gabriel is a fucking ASSHOLE, I would love to see more fanfics where Crowley afterwards thinks back to what he heard and saw, and just SEETHE, maybe he talks to Aziraphale about it but he basically just goes "oh what? pff thats the tamest shit ever Crowley smh" which angers Crowley even more!

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•Aziraphale with secret scars/lots of scars

AZIRAPHALE WITH SCARS IS SO UNDERAPPRECIATED, we get so many of aziraphale noticing crowleys scars, why not write it the other way around! Aziraphale is supposed to be this divine entity that is nothing but pure, so what if crowley either notices aziraphales pantleg/shirt sleeve rides up, or maybe crowley walks in on aziraphale changing his outfit and just sees the scars on him, catching crowley off guard

-Extra points if aziraphale explains where some of the scars came from, if aziraphale gets slighty flustered/nervous when called out, and/or if crowley is just infatuated with them and finds them super cool/pretty :)

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•Aziraphale getting his wings severely damaged

We love ourselves some wing whump! But one thing I’ve never seen is Aziraphale getting injured while in flight/mid air, but it doesn’t have to be that! Seeing Aziraphale struggle to mend himself while trying not to get overwhelmed at what happened is a very rare treat to see in fanfiction (cuz most of the time it’s also tagged with something like “hardcore sex” or “mpreg” ((NOT TRYING TO JUDGE IM JUST SAYING)) )

-Extra points(?) If Aziraphale doesn’t flinch as much as Crowley thought he would, and he just explains that “heaven prepared him for pain like this” which sets off some THOUGHTS in Crowley

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•Aziraphale revealing his “true” angelic form while in a moment of weakness/vulnerability

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THE THOUGHT OF AZIRAPHALE HAVING A MORE “BIBLICALLY ACCURATE” OR “ELDRITCH HORROR” FORM OMG!! I was so sad when I only found ONE small comic about it and ITS NOT EVEN FINISHED :((( so I’m definitely adding this!! Maybe Aziraphale gets injured or cornered while in a moment of extreme stress, hell maybe Crowley gets close to being injured in a moment and Aziraphale just gets so incredibly overwhelmed with emotion that he just- let’s loose, of course though it’s incredibly tiring to use that much power at once, so afterwards he would just be EXHAUSED

-Extra points if Crowley had no idea what Aziraphale looked like truthfully! And is either absolutely terrified when he first sees it, or is shocked that Aziraphale was even capable of being that powerful…

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•Aziraphale falling unconscious when injured

HEAR ME OUT OKAY I KNOW THIS SOUNDS BORING AND GENERIC!!! Aziraphale is one that is constantly seen being bubbly and full of energy, he’s constantly on the move whether it’s working at the bookstore or doing his angelic duties, it’s all Crowley has ever known! So seeing Aziraphale actually pass out/get knocked out while injured is very jarring for Crowley, some might even say worrying (though he would never admit it). There’s so much writing potential in having Crowley tend to Aziraphales wounds and just having to wait for him to wake, ‘why isn’t he talking? Why isn’t he moving?’ “I miss you….please come back….”

-Extra points for going into insane detail on what Crowley does while he waits, what he’s thinking, how he treats Aziraphale, etc.

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•Crowley walking in on Gabriel “punishing” Aziraphale

This one sounds weird I know, because this typically only happens in fanfiction where Gabriel actually comes down to the book shop and beats the hell out of Aziraphale (lmao), and typically it’s just Crowley always walks in after it all happens, what if he walked in while it happened? I like the concept of knowing he probably can’t do anything about it, and maybe shifting into his snake form to not alert Gabriel of his presence, and then immediately after he leaves just BOLTING to Aziraphale, Aziraphale is all apologetic about him having to see that as he’s weakly pushing away Crowley in attempts to look fine (boy you are bleeding a river stop tryna look okay), but the scenario and how Crowley reacts is up to you!

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-Bonus Time!-

First one ever on this blog! I normally will do bonus times if I think of a few concept that aren’t e x a c t l y angsty/whumpy, but I like them so much that they just HAVE to be mentioned

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•Aziraphale swearing infront of Crowley accidentally

When I heard Aziraphale say “fuck” right as he’s being discorporated, it was by far one of the best timed fucks I’ve ever fucking heard in my life! Ever since then I fell in love of the idea of Aziraphale having another slip up (doesn’t have to be full on discorporation though) but this time, Crowley is in the same room as him, let the endless shock and teasing begin!

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•Crowley first realizing he is actually in love with Aziraphale, like, legit legit, not just a tiny crush or “oh he’s cute”

I love the scene in season two between Crowley and Nina, I just wish we got to see what Crowley was exactly thinking/feeling during that, but that’s hard to make in a film so why not write it!

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•Crowley just in general, staring at Aziraphale, imagining the things he wants to do to him

(NOT THAT WAY YOU FUCKERS)

Now that we got that out of the way! Whenever I read fanfic and I see Crowley looking at the little details on Aziraphale it makes me so happy, I love seeing those fanfics where Crowley just watches Aziraphale be himself, or while in the moment of a fight/encounter he notices everything he loves about Aziraphale, and he’s just imagining holding him close….holding his hand gently….just in general doing everything he’s ever wanted to do, but never had felt it be appropriate to do because he’s a demon. He’s not supposed to feel love! He’s not supposed to wanna cup someones face and just lightly kiss them….but god does he wanna do it so bad.

-Extra points for DETAILS PEOPLE DETAILS!!!!

-Also extra points for super flustered and nervous Crowley when he realizes what he’s thinking!!! This is a must omg please

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Random end note: I notice people seem to HATE writing the nursing back to health part of the fanfic, let me tell you something right now hesitant writers: ITS SO MUCH BETTER WHEN YOU WRITE IT (I get so pissed off when people skip the obvious wound bandaging and moments of panic the other person goes through, especially when its like "it all fades to black" and then we're suddenly in the next scene of them being awake, like COME ON JUST CHANGE THE POV OR SOMETHING AND GIVE ME THOSE JUICY DEETS) If you do use these prompts AND write this part, I WILL KISS YOU ON THE MOUTH, I WILL MARRY YOU (AND TO THOSE ASEXUALS ((which i also am)) I WILL BAKE YOU A 20 FOOT CAKE)

That is all I can think of for now!! please like, reblog, and comment (I love reading comments!) if you have any requests for me to do please put it in my ask box or comment! And if you do end up using these ideas for something please tag me! I would love to see what you do and I would totally reblog it! Thank you!!!

My Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/Bangsty/profile

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serpent-of-hope · 9 months

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The next time Aziraphale saw Crowley after the grave robbing incident was in St. James Park when he asked for the Holy Water, wasn't it?

(Which, poor Disaster Puppy Crowley - Interrogated in Hell, crawled his way back up, shook off the spooks, picked up the latest fashions, made a plan, went to execute the plan with Aziraphale, then had it all thrown back in his face)

But, well, no wonder Aziraphale thought it was a suicide pill, if the last time he saw Crowley, the Demon had literally swallowed a suicide ampule of laudunum - the topic was on front of mind for everyone, wasn't it?

#go2 spoilers #good omens season 2 #go2e3 #good omens season 2 episode 3 #good omens season two #good omens season two episode three #gos2 spoilers

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pantheshroom · 9 months

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Love that my old John Finnemore merch has now also become Good Omens merch

#good omens 2 #good omens #john finnemore #yellow car #neil gaiman #good omemes #go2e3

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nogoodninny · 9 months

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I’m sorry, but Crowley accidentally shrinking himself whilst drunk on laudanum was honestly a mood and you can’t tell me otherwise

#good omens #go2e3 #anthony j crowley #go2

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wolviestars · 8 months

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We describe Good Omens in three ways

1- Gay Men

2- Gaiman

3- Amen

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discoddity · 9 months

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i think i remember thinking that episode 3 was my favourite episode. not sure though. theyve all blurred together now. but whatever happened in episode 3 was amazing maybe?

im going to have to rewatch to remember what happened what an awful shame /j

#good omens #good omens 2 #good omens season fucking 2 #good omens season 2 #weeeeeeeeee #go2 #go2e3 #go2 spoilers #sort of?

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53rdcenturyhero · 5 months

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Gif above by raggedy-spaceman

#aziraphale #crowley #pub scene #angela lansbury #incorect good omens quotes #go2e3 #outtakes #david tennant acting choices

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mx-anthony-janthony-crowley · 9 months

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Anthony Jdon't hesitate to ask me if you have any other questions about love Crowley

#they were insane for that line #go2 #go2e3 #(i think?? i get the episodes confused fhdjhjfdhfd)#crowley #anthony j crowley #david tennant #ineffable husbands #good omens #go #aziraphale #muriel

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violet-prism-creatively · 9 months

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good omens s2 episode reactions: 3

i'm watching season 2 one episode at a time and posting my reactions. e1, e2, e4, e5, e6 (links will be edited in as i post them)

here's episode 3:

i didn't like this minisode as much- it was okay, but it didn't really add anything. is it a coincidence that the pub is named after the resurrectionist or will that actually tie into the plot? (also, what is a resurrectionist?) aziraphale learns that digging up bodies and selling them to a doctor to study is actually a good thing. crowley talks a girl down from suicide while high on laudanum. it was all both dark and slightly absurd in a way that didn't really vibe with me. also were elspeth and morag sisters or friends or lovers?

one thing about the minisode that i do like is how its ending gives additional context to the st james park scene in s1e3. crowley spent a few decades in hell being punished for doing good and decides he needs holy water to use against other demons- but aziraphale also knows that crowley has spent several decades being punished and assumes that crowley wants the holy water as a way out.

the trip to edinburgh gave some clues, but not as many as i would've hoped. we still don't know why the jukebox was playing "everyday," and we know gabriel was with some masons but not who they are.

aziraphale interacting with technology is adorable. politely asking the cellphone to call his shop phone and then blessing it- sorry, i think twitter is beyond blessing at this point. he changed the bentley to yellow!

muriel is so lovable. i had seen most of the scene in a sneak peek, but it was still great. i hope to see more of her! aziraphale and crowley's reactions were also great, playing along with her being a human police officer despite the obviously bad job she's doing at it. (are muriel's pronouns she or they?) (oh also canon they/them pronouns for beezlebub!)

what's up with beezlebub feeling depressed?

the nina and maggie subplot is picking up. lindsay needs to chill out, who thinks their partner is cheating on them because they didn't answer their phone? though to be fair, the story of getting locked in the coffee shop and all the phones breaking is a bit implausible.

crowley being protective of aziraphale is wonderful! both towards jim/gabriel and shax. "it's too late. it always is." *flashback to the bookshop fire where he thought aziraphale was dead*

my overall rating: 7/10. the plot is moving very slowly. still enjoyable though!

✅ discussion in the replies and reblogs - yes please!

❌ spoilers for the rest of s2 - no!

#good omens #good omens 2 #good omens season 2 #good omens season 2 spoilers #good omens 2 spoilers #go2e3 #go2e3 spoilers #go2 spoilers #gos2 spoilers #a violet original

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