#at crowley's appartment

[vroomvroomwee]

The way Aziraphale says "1941..." as if he was gonna continue counting. How much do we wanna bet that after Armaggedon, he did a hell of a lot of dancing to apologise for the bandstand argument.

#fics at crowleys appartment are about to look hella different #good omens #goodomens #goodomenss2 #crowley #aziraphale #good omens 2 #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #good omens season 2 #goodomenss2spoilers

[castielsprostate]

supernatural if it had been a sitcom. oh what we could've had

#they live in an appt building ofcourse #dean and sam are brother roomies <3 they got one of those insanely intricate appartments which they pay less than 700 a month for #ofc they first had to sell off their parents old house. maybe it starts with johns death. maybe john is a marine like icarlys dad and dean #moves sam and him into an apartment (2 stories + a basement) after he and cassie break up. all of dean's exes live in the appt by the way #castiel moves in and he and dean meet at the laundromat (also yes monsters demons angels etc. are still a thing but yknow theyre more goofy #than actually dangerous) crowley later moves in with castiel. sam goes to school fulltime but hes still being a dirty little bloodfreak #rowena runs the appt building. charlie lives one floor below them. kevin and linda live a few doors down. ALSO OF COURSE #jimmy lives there too but he went “missing”. castiel gets questioned CONSTANTLY. but it's always waved off #gabriel and anna sometimes visit and/or stay at the hotel across the street. Balthazar lives with castiel for a few eps #they still all die the same amount of times by the way #sjonnie.text

[spacee-pirate]

i had a box of plants in the back of my car today bc i’m moving and i told my mum i feel like s2 crowley and she replied with “i wonder what kinds of plants those are that he has” and i immediately listed all of them. i think it’s a problem.

#good omens 2 spoilers #i mean not really #but just in case #good omens #then i started talking abt how i love the little detail of how crowleys appartment is bare #opposed to hell which is dirty and crowded and stuff everywhere #whereas aziraphales bookshop has things everywhere. so much stuff and books and little trinkets #opposed to heaven which is completely bare #i’m obsessed with that detail

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

I need help thinking through the homelessness scenario.

Crowley is homeless and sleeping in his car. Aziraphale loves him (even if he can't admit it to himself) AND is a creature of love. He also has an upstairs bedroom that had been essentially vacant until Gabriel showed up.

I am assuming that Aziraphale is aware that Crowley is homeless, given the scene with them carrying the plants back to the Bentley. I get that they don't have "meaningful" convos, but the boxes of plants in the backseat begs the question, why are they there?

Given this information . . .

Why didn't Aziraphale offer the upstairs bedroom to Crowley?

Did it happen and Crowley refused?

The only hint that I found was Crowley's comment about the "precious, peaceful, fragile existence" that he's carved out for himself. Aziraphale's response about "ourselves" and Crowley's intense retort, "So did I," makes me think that this living arrangement may be a function of continued caution on Aziraphale's part and frustration on Crowley's part. That interaction felt like it carried baggage that predates the Gabriel situation.

Hiya! I don't know. Also I don't think that Crowley would have big problems to get money for another flat. And when in S1 they think Azi's bookshop is burned Crowley offers his appartment so it seems likely that Azi would offer his as well when Crowley would be loosing his...

#ask #good omens #gos2 #season 2 #good omens spoilers

[fleething]

Another thing i absolutely adore about good omens is how high the stakes are. How much danger the arrangement puts them into, how risky it is, for Crowley to be in possession of holy water. How he could be destroyed, just for having entertained the thought of helping an angel. And still. It all seems to be secondary to them, bc the only thing which matters is each other and the way they keep on “accidentally” running into each other.

The arrangements could get them banished, shunned or destroyed? It’s no matter, as long as they can keep meeting in odd places to discuss who will take on the next mission.

Crowley runs the risk of being seen as a traitor? It’s such a small thing, in comparison to how the angel’s eyes shine at the mere mention of crepes.

Crowley asks for holy water, for the power to destroy what Aziraphale holds most dearly? Out of the question, except. Except that it pulls them appart, it makes them say dark, dishonest things. So Aziraphale complies, bc he can’t bear not to. He can’t stand the though of Crowley doing this without him. So he gives in.

It’s all a matter of life and death. Complete and utter annihilation. God’s wrath and the end of all things. And still. All they care about, all which seems to matter, is the way they care for each other. What a wonderful love story you wrote, mr pratchett and mr gaiman.

#btw i do mean love in the large sens #this is a not a romantic love is the only kind of love kind of blog #anyways my brain is melting and will be every day until july 28th #it’s all so obvious #and yet it’s devastating once the realisation hits you #the love is just #no words #i adore these idiots with all my soul #good omens #ineffable husbands #aziraphale #crowley #azicrow

[what-a-pain]

The bus scene has been my roman empire for like a WEEK now. Aziraphale just seems so lost and confused. He forgot that the bookshop burned down and that they are not on sides anymore. And both times he was just kind of like oh.

The bookshop burned down, remember?

Oh.

You don't have a side anymore. Neither of us do. We're on our own side.

Oh

So, to ad to the list, i think that he is also sad and so very tired because it was such a great change. And now he needs a friend and the stability and some love. And there is Crowley, his friend who he loves and who loves him who will do anything so that he is well. He will hold his hand, offer his appartement- the closest thing that he has to a home, right after the bookshop and he will even offer to run of with him into a far away galaxy which's name has the same initials as their names do.

The third he'll do three times, actually.

And so they hold hands. The whole ride home they hold hands.

And i would like to think that not only did they hold hands on the bus but that Aziraphale actually went to Crowley’s place after. (I just might ask Neil.)

(Because WHERE ELSE WOULD HE STAY??? WHAT ELSE WOULD HE DO??? i know that he isn't human but he isn't gonna be walking all of London for the rest of his time, because he is not aware of the fact that his home and his lover's car will be restored in like seven hours.)

#good omens #good omens season two #good omens season 2 #gos2 #neil gaiman #aziraphale #crowley #aziraphale x crowley #crowley x aziraphale #ineffable husbands

[tumora-drawings]

What do YOU think will happen in Good Omens 3?

Alright guys. What do YOU think will mos likely happen in the next an final season of our favorite show that ripped out hearts appart :')

Those are just some main theories. Let me know, what you think 👀

#good omens #good omens 2 #crowley #aziraphale #theory

[dazeddoodles]

Hey, could you tell us some of your favorite ships?

…Appart of Raeda (also they don’t need to be TOH ships).

Besides Raeda some of my favorite ships are:

Aziraphel and Crowley from Good Omens

Rapunzel and Flynn Rider/Eugene from Tangled/Tangled the series

But also Rapunzel and Cassandra

(I also ship them as a Poly couple)

#asks

[qbten-blog]

Hiii everyone, I am looking for a good omens fic I read some time ago, but I cant seem to find it anymore.

What I can remember is that Crowley has a new neighbour, a seemingly nice girl, but turns out she is a demon hunter and has it out for Crowley. She burns incense or sage in her appartment, and I believe Aziraphale at one point visits her to ask if she could maybe burn a little less because Crowley is "allergic". Things go south from there.

Anyone happen to know this fic? :) thanks!

#good omens #crowley #aziraphale #crowley whump #ineffable husbands #fanfic #good omens fanfiction

[myladycrow12]

I have a problem with the end of season 2 of GO (appart from the obvious, I mean)

I don't know if other people had notice that or if I read to much into it, but...

There are not on the right side.

The first moment I notice is the gif on the above. Aziraphale just promised a book to convince a neighbor to come to the ball. And Crowley is shocked.

And several times after that, Crowley is on the right and Aziraphale on the left.

We are so use to see them with Aziraphale on the right and Crowley on the left that I can't think it's not on purpose.

Each time they're reverse, it's when Crowley doubt and question Aziraphale.

The only other time we saw them reverse in season 1 was at the Globe. When we heard them talk about the Arrangement and where Crowley do something for Aziraphale.

(and when they switched, but the reason is obvious)

I don't know if there's more to it, but I wanted to share it because it's turning me mad.

(⬆️ actual footage of me explaining to my friends there's something hidden behind the Ineffable Husband's position)

#good omens #goodomens #ineffable spouses #good omens 2 #ineffable husbands #ineffable idiots #i'm becoming crazy #oh wait I was already #next time we need to talk about Nina and Maggi #shitty theory

[permettez-moi]

Okay so, I just saw a post about how Crowley (good omens) really likes to garden:

"Gardening is a Crowley thing. The only thing Crowley devotes any personal attention to in his apartment is his lush garden which he demands meet his exacting standards.'' (By @zelaznyharper, who I for some reason can't tag)

But I thought they were talking about our Crowley (RA) and now I'm absolutely in love with the idea of Crowley having this appartment filled with plants, because he'll be damned, if he has to spent this much time inside, he'll bring the outside in.

And bonus: Crowley repotting and 'cleaning' his plants outside in the sun with lil gardening gloves, humming a song, in company of his husband Halt, who looks really angry trying to repot a cactus.

#ra #ranger's apprentice #rangers apprentice #halt o'carrick #crowley meratyn #plants #cralt #cralt is canon in my very own reality

[blackravenart]

just a random experience I had. My mom who‘s by all means not been very involved with LGBTQ+ matters (appart from the three years she thougt I was a lesbian and never said a thing about it so we stan her as an ALLY, also she figured Azi fell in love with Crowley back in s1 when he saved his books in 1941) she seems to have claimed the kissing scene of season 2 of good omens as her favourite moment, which honestly comes as a surprise for me. Because I‘d feared she would take it as a humorous bit, but she honestly looks so heartbroken whenever she asks me to put it on soo, I don‘t even know where I meant this post to go, I guess I just wanted to share this experience because it seemed so wholesome; especially since my family used to be awefully conservative before I (very involuntarily so) became the show off for our family and made them more progressive and accepting. I just CANNOT wait for season 3, and to my surprise, neither can my mom lmao

#good omens #good omens season 2 #aziracrow #aziraphale #good omens spoilers #crowley #neil gaiman

[ceruleancattail]

ah! uh..I saw your post about horror/yandere brainrot, I sorta think this fits into horror? and is a brainrot? my bad if doesn’t

You know how ramshackle is pretty much a shit place in every way possible,

like, whether it’s outside or inside it’s ugly and falling apart, roof tiles crashing in the ground like rain, metallic frames oxidizing into rouge cuivre taints spotted with fluo blue green, wooden furniture eaten by ants and termites, the only remains are digested and discarded, stuff like that akin to a haunted house left to rot away and disappear as time plays it’s role

ahem, so I was saying, ramshackle is baaaad.

and living in a place like that is bound to cause consequences, yknow where I’m getting at? yeah, yuu and perhaps grim? But well he’s a magical glorified cat so I think he might be mostly resistant?

yeah, uh, yuu. Yuu is a random ass human that got airdropped into twst, and living in a house like that as a normal, average human is NOT good.

the amount of health hazards is bigger than the amount of atoms in our world!! My g could trip from a bent floorboard and fall head first into a broken’s chair sharp side!! fucking final destination style!! Or a roof tile could slam their head!!! or the whole ass roof falls on them as they sleep (yknow that one vid of it happening irl) and they fucking choke on the roof pieces and powdery remains because they are asleep !!

like that not even a tenth of the fucking hazards this final destination house has, I only cited the immediate ones, but not the LONG term, like I’m fairly sure some weird twst endemic fungi mushrooms and other plants can grow here and with yuu’s luck they are poisonous!!! Through eating or spore or air bone their presence is unwelcome and dangerous for yuu’s HUMAN body the more they are exposed to it by living in this glorified cardboard box,,,, or idk all the damn dust the oxidized shit or rotten wooden with wood powder furniture or the bugs!! The fucking bugs like ants termites or WORSE bedbugs!! bedbugs!! These little hellspawns!! ahaha,,,I got carried away..I uh. Basically Yuu’s living in a saw movie worthy death trap, the fear is about having to avoid dying in their own house, they can’t really replace the furniture because they don’t have the damn funds only throwing it away at most, I don’t think they have the free time to entirely clean it, nor the budget to buy cleaning supplies, or pesticides, or herbicides, or renovate the things that could turn them into a was

sooooo yuu is kinda having to play survivor in a place supposed to be a safe spot, like hey!! don’t walk on this specific spot or you’ll break your spine more than the amount of breakups certain celebrities hav- oh, yuu has a cough? it’s just all the dust and funky wildlife shit rotting around that I can’t really remove because I don’t have the MONEEEEEYY

the horror, if you can call it that way, is that yuu has no fucking true break from all the stress, even their own home is a danger to them and they have to tiptoe around it like they do in NRC they ARGHHH give yuu a proper home PLEAASE even a goddamn 2 piece appartement is better than the addams family house copycat crowley I will get your stupid birdbeak COMEHERE-

(…this is way longer than I planned it to be, ignoring it is totally understandable.)

You are so valid for every single thing written above. I actually had no idea what to write for this because you basically ate this ask up, left no crumbs.

What’s four plus four? Eight, because you ate. So real, Crowley what the fuck are you trying to do, like if you want to kill us just do it straight. Enough with the around-about methods, my dude.

Hell, we only got liveable conditions when the dance crew gave money to fix up our place. Then Styx shot down our dorm.. well it’s fixed now, definitely better then whatever bullshit Crowley decided to give us🙄

It’s stressful both physically and mentally, please send help to the Ramshackle residents, we’re going through it-

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The switches don’t work.

Well, if you simply flick at it. You’ve devised a way to illuminate your surroundings, as dreary as they are.

By brute force.

Flatten your palm against it, and slam it into the wall with all your strength. It’ll leave a rectangle mark pressed into your skin, pulsing a scarlet red. As if responding to your pain, the light flickers on.

A dull, mellow glow, its faint ember light pulsating across the room. Much like the ache gnawing against your palm, throbbing with the same beat. Rubbing your sore palm gently, you take a step forward.

Grimacing as your shoes crunch against the grimy floor, the floorboards creaking in protest. They bend so far, caving into themselves. Yet they don’t break… well, just yet.

Part of you has to admire the sheer determination of these rotten slabs of wood. Their sheer will to survive, despite the weight pressed upon them. Raising your foot, you give the floor an affectionate tap, before resuming your pace.

Only for something to be impaled into your rubber sole, sinking deep into the bottom of your foot. A sharp something. Muttering a curse, you crash onto the ground, rear stinging from the impact. Grabbing your ankle and raising your foot upwards.

Only to see a massive nail, stabbing into your sole. Coated in the crimson brown of rust, staring up menacingly at you. Prised loose from one of the floorboards, perhaps.

Just how long has this place been abandoned, for the condition of both the place and its materials to get this bad?

Quickly shaking off your shoe, you access the damage this stupid nail did to your foot. Pursing your lips as you take note on how deep the needle went into the ball of your foot, the rancid taste of bile lapping at the very back of your throat.

God knows how long this nail has been left to rot in the Ramshackle dorm. Lying right there in the open, festering with ever microscopic horror ever known to mankind-

Goosebumps prickled your arm, tiny minuscule lumps rushing upwards your skin, covering every exposed inch of it. Fingers pinching at the tip of the nail, you yanked at the nail.

Only for it to clatter against the ground, the sound of metal clashing against wood echoing throughout the dorm. The very tip of the nail coated in a slick, scarlet liquid. Your blood, still warm from your body. It gleamed in the light, giving it a sinister glint. It bounced once, twice, before rolling away.

Just as it slipped into the darkness, the light hissed from above you. Blinking once, blinking twice, before it went out with a deafening pop. Leaving you in pitch black darkness.

Alone.

Just like how the dorm has always been.

#the mage’s hat 🎩 #twisted wonderland #twst #disney twisted wonderland

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

Hey, maybe I missed something or should have rewatched season 1 but - what happened to Crowley's appartment? I have yet to watch the last 2 eps and am loving it so far but don't like what I read about the ending. :( Anyway - Happy Birthday! :)

Hiya! Hell was paying for the appartment so when they sacked Crowley they took the appartment from him and gave it to Shax. Thank youu ❤.

#gos2 #season 2 #GOS2Spoilers #good omens spoilers #ask

[captainblou]

Hanging up the sun

Day 3 of flufftober - Sunlight

Thanks a lot to @mimisempai for letting me use this list <3

(English is not my first language)

Summary

During Covid Lockdown, Crowley is having a pretty restless day. While trying to relax in the sunlight, he meets his replacement as Hell's agent on Earth.

Hanging up the sun

On this Thursday afternoon, Crowley stormed in Aziraphale's bookshop, making the bell ring loudly.

"Can you beleive thisss?" He yelled. "I'm here, minding my own business, and a freaking police officer gives me a fine! ME! Can you beleive this nonsssense?"

Startled, Aziraphale put the book he was reading on his lap and gave him a frowning look. The demon was pacing, agitated, waiting for a response.

"We are in the middle of a lockdown, Crowley. You're not supposed to go outside.

_Outside? I was not outside! I was in my car!

_Your car is parked outside, dear".

Crowley hissed and started mumbling to himself "A fine... I'll give you a fine..."

"You can stay here if you want" said Arizaphale, picking his book back up and trying to concentrate. The demon shrugged and sat on the couch. He was still mumbling and nervously stamping his foot on the ground. Aziraphale sighed, and looked up from his reading.

"It's not like you're actually going to pay the fine, are you?

Crowley stopped his stamping. He had noticed the annoyed tone in his friend's voice.

"Am I bothering you?" he asked defensivly.

"No, my dear you're not! It's just that... I am trying to read here. I'm in the mood for some quiet time..."

Crowley pouted. Aziraphale was irritated, he could see it. "Well, I'm bored" he said, standing up. He was about to leave the bookshop when the angel's voice caught up to him: "Swing by later?". He turned to him, unsure. "We could order some sushis" added Aziraphale with a smile.

Crowley hesitated, but the idea of watching him eat sushis, possibly with his hands, was a bit too strong for him.

"I can't let you have sushis on your own" he said, before storming out the door.

It was a beautiful, sunny afternoon and, due to Covid Lockdown, Saint James Park was nearly empty. Crowley picked his favorite bench, in front of the duck pond, and sat down, facing up, toward the sun. He still had not told Aziraphale about loosing his flat. Of course, the angel had notice the increased amount of time he spent in the bookshop these days, but he probably assumed that was just Crowley enjoying his company. Which was not untrue.

Crowley watched as a jogger passed in front of him with his dog. Walking your dog was allowed during lockdown... Maybe he should get a dog? Of course, Crowley did not like dogs. Or cats, for that matter. And he was living in his car. So he dismissed the idea.

The sun was warming his pale skin, almost burning through his black clothes. Reflecting on the pond, the light was almost blinding. Crowley loved the sun. He loved the bite of it on his cheeks, the light so bright it could make his eyes tear up. He loved the wrapping sensation he felt after staying in the sun for too long, like he could fall asleep at anytime.

A noise on his left startled him. The demon Shuul was standing next to the bench. They were a quite young looking demon, clearly not the brightest of the lot, and had just taken over Crowley's former job (and appartment) on Earth. They were already the second demon Hell had sent to replace him. The first one did not last long on the position. "Not living up to my standard" had then bragged Crowley.

"What's up newbie?" he said.

"Hell told me I should give you these"

Shuul handed him a pile of envelops. Crowley glanced at them, and put them in the bin next to the bench.

"What are those?" Shuul asked.

"Parking tickets.

_What's that?

_Nevermind. Anything else, Shuul?"

The demon shook his head, but did'nt leave. Instead, they looked around and said:

"What are you doing here?

_Er... Nothing really. Just... enjoying a nice, quiet afternoon... Enjoying the sunlight...

_What for?"

Irritated, Crowley exhaled loudly. He was about to yell when he saw the candid look on Shuul's face. This was a genuine question. They were genuinely confused about the situation. Crowley sighed.

"Sit down" he said. He then went back to his relaxed stance, facing the sun.

"What am I supposed to do?" Shuul asked.

Crowley grabbed their shoulder and made them sit completly against the bench back. "Relax" he said, before realising that was really not in Shuul's DNA to do so. After all, it had taken him quite a few centuries to be able to relax: demons are not supposed to be relaxed, they should be scared and on edge at all time.

"Do you like it 'cause it's warm?" Shuul asked again.

"Well... Don't you?

_Yeah..."

The young demon seemed to unwind a little bit. Their shoudlers untightened and they had spread their legs slightly appart, mimicking Crowley's stance. They sat in silence for a few minutes, bathing in the sun. Shuul opened his mouth a couple of time, unsure about asking a new question.

"What is it?" Said Crowley.

"Why is it warm?"

Crowley looked at Shuul. Most lesser-ranked demons had absolutly no memories of the Fall, or anything before that. Crowley himself had to fight really hard to retreive mere portions of his. Shuul's absolute lack of knowledge about the Universe and the way it worked, however, saddened him. He took a couple of seconds to gather his thoughts and find the simpliest way to explain this.

"The sun is a big ball of flames, hung up in the sky..."

Wow, very accurate, Crowley, very scientific... he thought to himself. But Shuul was looking at him with a fascinated glow in his eyes.

"How big?" he asked

"Massive! A thousand times bigger than this planet at least!"

Shuul looked up at the sky, squinting his eyes to look at the sun.

"Don't do that, you'll blind yourself, idiot.

_How did they hung it up there?"

Crowley chuckled. "I dunno... It's just the Creation you know... One minute there was nothing, and the minute after, there was a giant ball of flames up there... not my department, this one...

_Your department? What do you mean?".

Crowley kept silent. He wanted to tell him about the stars and the nebulas. He wanted to tell them how not every star was just "hung up there" miraculously, how some of them were actually born. It didn't seem like a good idea though, so he just shook his head.

"Do you like being Hell's agent on Earth Shuul?

_I dunno... did you?

_Yeah... not really... I mean, I liked being on Earth, but appart from that...

_Yeah, it feels good just being out of the sewers really"

Both demons laughed. Crowley glanced at his replacement, struck by an unsettling sensation. Shuul was quite sweet for a demon. And sweet demons did not last long.

"Whatever happens Shuul, don't go back down there" he said in a soft voice.

"What do you mean?"

The demon sighed and stood up. "Nothing... Just... It's a big universe" he answered. "I've got to go... Enjoy the rest of the sunlight"

Crowley slithered away, slowly walking back to the bookshop, thinking about how he would like to bring Aziraphale to see the sunset on the moon one day...

#aziracrow #aziraphale #aziraphale x crowley #crowley #crowley x aziraphale #good omens #ineffable divorce #ineffable husbands #I love Crowley being nice with people #I love them talking about the stars #flufftober #I want to see them during lockdown

[throne-of-nebulae]

GOOD OMENS SEASON 2 SPOILERS

I was thinking about episode 6 and how we're not given explanations for certain things and then I realized

I've always thought Gabriel was acting SO OFF and it was not explained AT ALL during the viewing of the files. When he just says "nah" to Armageddon and God's plan, then strips of his clothes and removes his own memory ?? Him loving Beelzebub doesn't explain that, it's the same problem cuz HOW could the mf Supreme Archangel Gabriel go on dates with a Prince of Hell just like that (idk about Beelzebub maybe they're just unhinged, they haven't been shown to care about the institution as much as Gabriel has, so?)

And we've been talking about the Metatron's manipulative powers (and the purple eyes potentially linked to that).

So what if Gabriel suddenly going against God was Metatron's doing ? He made sure Gabriel was exemplary all this time for the course of things, but then Armage-nope happened. I think it was Metatron's plan from the start to, one way or another, replace Gabriel with Aziraphale. Because he and Crowley were getting in the wayof bringing the end of the world, so first he had to separate them. He did this by breaking them appart, and then he could make sure to keep an eye on Aziraphale while at the same time using his knowledge of humans and Earth for the Coming of Christ.

He does not plan on letting Aziraphale have a say in this: just like the coffee and the amount of syrup, he's lying (I also think he was lying about Crowley being able to be an angel again, I don't think anyone can do that besides God but I'm not sure, either way he KNEW Crowley would refuse and thankfully so cuz he does not want him bringing sense into Aziraphale and preventing his manipulation)

Idk how much control he had over what happened to Gabriel, I don't think he orchestrated everything, that doesn't seem very likely, but it's still too weird to have been caused by nothing (like Aziraphale never started rejecting God in the 6000 years he's been in love with Crowley, despite everything he says, so how would have Gabriel done a 180 so fast)

Also the less involvement the Metatron had the more interesting it sounds ngl

#go spoilers #gos2 #good omens analysis #good omens theory #good omens 2 #good omens spoilers #good omens #good omens prime #good omens tv #good omens season two #good omens season 2 #metatron #gabriel #aziraphale #crowley #good omens coffee theory