Another fantasy of mine, bear with me here:
Aziraphale, surprisingly, was actually the "Prince of Heaven" Metatron was talking about and Crowley was sent to Earth as his guardian. Neither of them knows nor has any memory of this. The truth is far more complex. Aziraphale, not Lucifer, is the real fallen angel. Cast out for reasons unknown, Aziraphale wasn't damned to Hell as a demon but to Earth as an angel. "Outer Darkness" is not Hell but Earth. Heaven, desperate to control the narrative, used Lucifer as a decoy. With his rebellious nature, Lucifer was the perfect choice to be the public face of Armageddon, a sort of celestial influencer promoting the event. Only Metatron remembers the truth. The real rebel has always been Aziraphale, Mr. Fell, but we don't know it yet. That's why that little miracle held the power of 25 Lazarii. Not just because Crowley was once a powerful angel but because Aziraphale was not just a member of the Principality, he was that Prince, a higher ranking angel. We'll see Aziraphale return to his former glory, licking kicking some serious butt in battleground as a fierce warrior once more.
Stepping into the elevator, a jolt of forgotten memory flickers within Aziraphale because, just like in fairy tales, he was now woken with a true lover's kiss.
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things i headcanon Crowley invented:
only one sock disappearing in the washer/dryer. you know the one
youtube ads
gum on shoes
that one wobbly wheel on every shopping cart
you know when you're in traffic and one lane is going faster than the one you're in, so you switch to that one, but now this one's going slower than the other? that. it's one he often regrets.
back when wired earbuds were a thing - only one of them going bad
Nessie - an accident. he went swimming in his snake form once and someone took a blurry picture
unsynced audio or subtitles on media
pineapple on pizza - he did it to piss of Aziraphale
instagram poetry
pens/markers than run out of ink by the 3rd day (i'm looking at you Sharpies)
airplane food
the very common phenomenon when you forget your old password, go to reset it, and then get told your "new password can't be the same as your old password"
long red light/short green light
shower knobs that can't ever get the right temperature, it's either 3rd degree burns or hypothermia
crocs
feel free to add your ownnn
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Wildest dreams wishes for Good Omens Season 3 which will probably not come true but I can still hope hey!
Number 16.
How I desperately want them to defiantly hold hands when facing down the combined hoards of heaven and hell in the final act of season 3.
Think about it. Season 1 we have this image:
Then season 2 we get this image:
Something is always between them. Which means there’s a good possibility the next step is nothing gets between them for the final act.
So season 3, I want to see them standing side by side and determinedly grab each others hand, Aziraphale clutching a flaming sword with his other and Crowley holding his Bentley crank in his other, facing down the Metatron and whoever else is there trying to bring about the second coming.
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I love the Good Omens 'Night at Crowley's Flat' trope where after stopping the apocalypse in season 1, they go to Crowley's Flat and talk and kiss and fall in love and have a peaceful night, I do.
BUT
What if the night became 'The Night an Angel and a Demon Get Insanely Drunk and Teach Each Other How to Act'
Because honestly
They go to the flat, and ALL they know is they are going to have to swap themselves if they want to survive and finally be free from Heaven and Hell
But they have absolutely NO clue how to pull it off successfully
Sure, they know each other in and out.
Aziraphale has Crowley's eye color committed to memory (and also to paper, since Aziraphale spent 4-5 years in the late 80s trying to find a craft store in London that could help him do the color justice)
Crowley could find his angel in a crowd of millions (and not even just because only one single person in that crowd would be dressed in that ridiculous shade of tartan)
BUT they know they have to truly get this right, down to the exact detail.
So, naturally, they start by promptly opening the closest bottle of scotch that Crowley had available
Crowley was convinced this would be the easiest thing they've ever done
"Only you, Angel, would find a way to worry yourself to death AFTER stopping an apocalypse"
They begin with the easy part, switching corporations and clothing.
It was easy. Until Aziraphale realized he had to actually physically move in the very, very tight pants Crowley prefers.
The first three times he tries walking, he falls face down. And each time, realizes how it's equally hard to get back up again.
Not to mention that Crowley's corporation had learned that after 6000 years, it didn't really need all those vertebrae and bones since he never used them anyways
So now Aziraphale is just laying on the floor in terribly tight pants, very confused on how Crowley has managed all this time
(Crowley is also on the floor, having dropped there laughing after the 2nd attempt)
After they both get up (one much faster than the other) Crowley tries coaching the angel on how to walk like him
Until Crowley realizes he doesn't actually know how he walks, he just sort of wills himself forward and hopes his limbs keep up with him along the way
Eventually, after enough drinks, they settle on a technique called "Just pretend all your limbs are snakes. And you're a snake. Honestly, just as snake-y as you can manage, Angel."
Aziraphale, as difficult as this was for him, figures out that he may have gotten the easy side of this situation here. Crowley very much disagrees.
"Once an Angel, well, definitely not always an Angel, but close enough right?"
He very quickly realizes he may be wrong when Aziraphale asks Crowley to copy his walk
"Dear Lord Crowley, it cannot be that hard. You simply have to walk in a straight line"
It was indeed that hard.
Crowley has all his vertebrae now, but no knowledge of how they should be used
He tries to hold his hands behind his back and march forward, walking in what he thinks is probably, on some plane of reality, maybe a straight line
He's convinced that he's the perfect image of a stereotypical angel, head held high, an air of 'holier than thou' surrounding him
When Crowley asks Aziraphale, he only says, "Well, I suppose it will have to do for now."
Internally, Aziraphale thinks of the fact that Crowley looked identical to a bumbling penguin walking on ice.
When Crowly sits down, very pleased with himself for an impeccable performance ("As always, Angel. I've still got it." Aziraphale uncaps the vodka and drinks straight from the bottle, just staring into the distance.
He has just realized that their existence hinges on whether Crowley can figure out how to sit on a chair like a proper being with appendages and a spine.
And the odds are not in their favor, if they way the demon is sprawled out on the couch (reminding Aziraphale suddenly of a very well-done noodle, and suddenly he's starting to wonder if humans had the right idea with stress eating) is any indication
Crowley announces that he refuses to utter the words tickety boo, even if faced with destruction
"Honestly I think I'd rather have the holy water at that point" "Crowley." "I swear you just make sounds up sometimes, those aren't even real words"
4 bottles (and a very large order of takeout) later, they've got the act down well enough that it's starting to weird Crowley out
"Angel, seriously, enough with the nose. When have I ever done that with my nose? Exactly zero amount of times. I'm not a rabbit"
2 bottles later and Aziraphale has miracled Harry the Rabbit into the flat for a reason they can't quite remember
But they've got music playing from somewhere in the corner, and plenty of drinks, and the night goes on into the morning, and then they're sobering up and marching out for the most dramatic acting of their lives
And the world hasn't ended yet, so they'll probably be fine. Probably.
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Popular Good Omens Headcanons That I Think Are Neat
The J stands for Janthony
Watching Aziraphale eat is a bit of a kink for Crowley
Whether top or bottom, Crowley is a giver first and foremost
Crowley has a lush garden in South Downs, complete with veggies
Azi likes to sweet talk Crowley's plants, which the demon hates (but secretly loves)
Crowley loves napping in a sunny spot, in snake form
When the going gets tough, Crowley takes a century long nap. Or plans to, anyway
Crowley has a Thing™ for Azi's thighs
Crowley has a praise kink
Despite himself, Crowley is actually good with kids
Pre-Fall Crowley was an archangel
If Crowley has a vulva, it's mostly because it fits better in his stupidly tight jeans
Said jeans often have to be miracled on/off because of how stupidly tight they are
South Downs era Crowley returns to his longer hair, usually in a half-bun or ponytail
The Bentley bullies Crowley with sad love songs post-divorce
If Crowley owned a shop, it'd be a plant shop
If Aziraphale's clothes are coming off, they should be folded or hung up neatly
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Wouldn't it be hilarious if Aziraphale and Crowley have been married for like 30 years and neither of them know it? I mean legally married. I'm talking "we got so drunk we forgor we could sober up" married. And their marriage certificate is crammed in a book somewhere in the shop just waiting to be rediscovered.
I think their reactions to this would be somewhat mixed. Like something between happy and WHAT THE HECK. I can envision Crowley letting out the loudest NGK when he finds the document and Aziraphale's mouth falling open as he looks at it.
Once the realization sets in, Crowley needs a drink. Aziraphale needs a pen and paper because he's got thirty anniversaries to plan.
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