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Hi Mr. Gaiman, I'm reading the Good Omens book right now, and I'm at the part where it describes Crowleys flat as almost all white. How come you chose to make his flat black in the show?

(It's grey, not black.)

Because it's not 1989 any longer. In 1989, an all-white flat was the height of London chic. In 2019, a concrete neobrutalist flat was the height of London chic. Crowley's flat, unlike Aziraphale's bookshop, keeps up with the times, or more or less.

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Hi Neil! How are the fennec foxes doing? Has Michael realised yet that they are not, in fact, David?

Not yet. He's very busy. He still thinks he's acting with David.

#good omens season 2

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Beautiful hq photos from today! :) (x)

What’s this on David’s coat? Are those smol feathers? 👀

#oh i’m hyped #good omens #david tennant #michael sheen #gos2

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Most definitely the same suit as in the S1 40s church scene :), they are filming the blitz scene :).

#good omens #season 2 #gos2 #gos2unofficial #crowley

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play it cool PlaY It cOoL PLAY IT COOL

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Afraid I’ve rather made a mess of things.

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Based on my post from earlier.

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When Aziraphale brought the cat home, what he had expected was the light hearted teasing from Crowley over how utterly cliche it was to have a cat living in a bookshop. What he hadn’t expected was for the usually standoffish demon to get attached.

“What’s his name?” Crowley asked as he scratched the feline under the chin, and if Aziraphale didn’t know any better, he’d have sworn the wretched thing looked positively smug.

“Oh, err…” Aziraphale snapped out of his thoughts, which had drifted into the surprising territory of what Crowley’s fingers would feel like tangled in his hair “I haven’t actually given him one yet, I’ve mostly been calling him ‘cat.’” He looked at Crowley’s gentle expression and something awful twisted in his gut. “Would you like the honors?”

He could have sworn he saw Crowley smile, but it disappeared in an instant and suddenly the demon was standing, his fingers shoved into the stupidly small pockets on his skinny jeans. “I’ll think on it, yeah? I’d better be off. People to be and places to tempt and all that.”

Aziraphale barely had time to say goodbye or point out Crowley’s mistake before he was out the door and the Bentley’s engine rumbled to life outside. The cat padded over and wound itself around Aziraphale’s legs and he suddenly found himself glaring at the creature as it meowed innocently up at him before he realized how ridiculous he was being.

“Oh, good lord- I’m jealous of a cat.”

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HC: Aziraphale is easily flustered in intimate moments, and when he does, his wings opens out of control (like how Lucifer wings just opens when he’s excited. Im talking about the Lucifer show on Netflix)

You guys have enough sweetness in this yet?

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the coloured version

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Crowley gets emotional when drunk

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You know, one of the things I’m loving best about the Good Omens fandom so far? Y'all are quote commenters. Firstly, y'all are doing impressively at leaving comments on fic at all, I’ve never ever gotten such a soft welcome from so many, but secondly, many of the comments I’ve gotten have been line quotes and let me tell you I LIVE for that shit because that teaches me what’s working, and gives me a direction to head next time. It’s just UnbeLIEVably relieving to know that a line I fretted about whether it worked or not did, indeed, work.

So thank you, to everyone that comments on anyone’s fics, but a special little thank you tonight to people who line quote in your comments, you rock

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every time i think of gabriel interacting with the human world in any capacity it’s just. new ways to break my ribs laughing.

gabriel making bright and happy small talk with an increasingly baffled waiter

gabriel wrestling with a self-check out machine

gabriel wrestling playfully with a check-out cashier

gabriel asking what a public bathroom is for and going in to observe

gabriel insisting aziraphale come with him to a cat café because you have to purchase something but he doesn’t eat or drink, so aziraphale can eat and drink while gabriel sits there, covered in cats

gabriel going swimming in the fucking arctic ocean and terrifying nature photographers and scientists alike when he gets into a fucking butterfly race with a polar bear

gabriel and beelzebub going on dates to butterfly gardens or insect houses and gabriel just sitting for hours, utterly entranced by all these animals

gabriel and sandalphon going shopping in your average outlet mall

gabriel and michael getting their hair and nails done together

gabriel bringing uriel around museums because his dumb ass can’t read and she likes the exhibits

gabriel and uriel going to fucking. karate classes or fencing classes and being their jock selves together

gabriel going skydiving

gabriel going caving

gabriel in a canoe

GABRIEL WRESTLING WITH AN UMBRELLA IN THE WIND

#THE LAST ONE HAS ME CACKLING

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David Tennant as Crowley in Good Omens (2019)

1.05 “The Doomsday Option”

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cool auntie anathema and them

#i love that i know thats buzzfeed unsolved #ITS THE WHEEZING

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Good Omens Fan Art - CLICK THE IMAGE FOR SLIGHTLY BETTER RESOLUTION

Crowley: "I'm not CUTE! YOU'RE CUTE!"

Aziraphale: "wha-! Crowley the books!"

Then there is a paused moment - as Aziraphale chooses to catch and hold Crowley. Who said who was cute now began to echo and neither angel or demon were processing this strange confession properly. The book shop was quiet, and Crowley found his limbs tensing around Aziraphale - rather too worried to let go for the moment as he felt his face burning. What fresh hell was this??? Ah; mortification.