I just found out that Good Omens was possibly going to be a film back in 1992, and because I think I was INEFFABLE for Michael and David to play Aziraphale and Crowley.
Imagine them in there early 20s and it being their breakout roles.
BUT.
In the end. I'm very grateful we got our Angel and Demon with their beautiful forehead wrinkles, crow's feet and laugh lines. I love these men and their aged faces.
*bracing myself on my knees and trying to breath, nursing a cramp*
I got here as fast as I can. I just wanted to point out that THIS…
Is one of the gayest fucking lines of television I’ve heard in my life.
Even if the presence of the song itself somehow wasn’t a flashing spotlight enough, the literal voice of God directly draws attention to it. Telling us that in universe, a nightingale really is in fact singing in Barkley square, and to know its music is sweet regardless of if we can hear it. Just like there are really in fact angels (one fallen but we’ll let it slide) dining at the ritz, and they’ve been falling in love regardless of if they’ve been allowed to openly pursue that feeling.
And hell, maybe it’s BECAUSE of the traffic that the nightingale finally sings. Perhaps it wasn’t ready until it was sure no one else could listen.
It’s an Arrangement. Aziraphale knows this. He knows a lot of things, and others he doesn’t, but the most important things, he knows. He knows that the cheeky redhead in his arms smiles and purrs when he runs his fingers through his hair, knows that Crowley’s hands are rough from working outside, knows the softness of his heart.
Aziraphale doesn’t know he’s in love with Crowley until he does. But it’s just an Arrangement. Is it?
Part 1 of The Cuddle Arrangement
word count: 3.8k
rating: T
relevant tags: Human AU, Trans Aziraphale, Trans Crowley, Touch-Starved Aziraphale, Touch-Starved Crowley, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Cuddling & Snuggling, Comfort, Pining
art by the wonderful @omens-for-ophelia