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GUYS this song is so Thoshcei:

(Allies or Enemies by the Crane Wives)

The words I speak are wildfire and weeds, and they spread, like some awful damn disease, and I swear, I didn't mean what I said, I swear I didn't mean it.

Remember when I could tell you not smile when you were mad, and you'd always crack, and we'd both be laughing in the end...now you're not so quick to forget.

Are we allies or enemies? This will be the death of me, this will be the death of me. All is fair on love and war, but I can't fight with you anymore, this will be the death of me.

What happens now? Do we bow out, and take our separate roads? I'll admit that I've had my doubts, but I want to be let in, not out, I want to be let in, not out...are we allies or enemies, this will be the death of me, this will be the death of me.

How Aziraphale and Crowley would propose to each other: (part 1)

yall we all know Crowley would freak out about it for ages

he would have every little detail meticulously planned out months in advance like the romantic he really is

Aziraphale totally knew he was going to propose for ages (Crowley literally left the business pamphlet for the engagement photographer on the bookshop table by accident on two separate occasions)

he spent hours arguing with the ringsmith to make sure that the ring was PERFECT

inscribed on it in looping cursive is the phrase "my world"

one spring morning Aziraphale woke up to find a note next to his pillow that just read 'Angel - Berkeley square. 2:00.'

(Crowley had re-written that note over 30 times, attempts ranging from a page long love letter to two words on a piece of otherwise blank paper.)

Aziraphale, of course, made sure to wear his best outfit for the occasion, seeing as Crowley was probably the least-subtle being in the universe when it came to secret proposal planning.

Crowley's speech was hesitant at first, like he half expected to be turned down, but as he began speaking the words he had prepped and scrapped and written over and over again, his confidence grew until he was able to meet Aziraphale's eyes and see the blazing in his Angel's expression.

In the end, he forgot most of what he had planned to say, and just started saying what he felt was right.

Crowley: We've known each other a long time - we're a group, a team. A team of the two of us. And we've spent our entire existence pretending that we're not...apart from these last few years, which have been the best years of my life...Angel? Make me the happiest demon in the world, which, I know, is basically like asking you to make me the fastest sloth, but I -

Aziraphale: Oh Crowley...oh Crowley, Yes.

Crowley: ...Yes?

Azriaphale: Yes.

“But the TARDIS does your hair?”

“It…uh it does”

Something about the doctors delivery there makes me think this is like the time lord equivalent of your mum doing your hair xD

GUYS I can't listen to ANY songs without Aziracrow breaking my heart T_T

And if I can't listen to music without crying anymore, NEITHER CAN YALL

Anyway I now present: Stick Season by Noah Kahan is so good omens coded (season 2 especially)

As you promised that I more than all the miles combined, you must of had yourself a change of heart back halfway through the drive, 'cause you voice trailed off exactly as you passed my exit sign, kept on driving straight and left our future to right.

Now I am stuck between my anger, in the blame that I can't face...and I'm terrified of weather, 'cause I see you when it rains.

Now I am no longer funny, 'cause I miss the way you laugh, you once called me forever, now you still can't call me back.

Ad I'll dream each night of some version of you that I might have but I did not lose, now your tired tracks and one pair of shoes, and I'm spilt in half, but that'll have to do, oh that'll have to do, my other half was you, I hope this pain just passing through, but I doubt it.

you look great in that frog costume

GO for a picnic

As promised, here's the fic I wrote to celebrate the 35th anniversary of Good omens, for the GO for a picnic theme.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65464063/chapters/168492133

Happy reading, and happy anniversary!

Happy Good Omens 35th anniversary !!!

I didn't think I would love these disaster gays as much as have when I started this show, but here we are :D

To celebrate, my first Good Omens fic is coming soon for the GO for a picnic event on ao3!

okay so I was listening to the Great Gatsby (the musical, of course) and the song Absolute Rose is 100% just Aziracrow trying to get Nina and Maggie together like:

Crowley: You remind of a rose, an absolute rose

Aziraphale: Or better yet, a bud, just waiting to bloom

Crowley: once you open, open up anew

Aziraphale: You'll be an absolute rose

Crowley: Once we cultivate you

Aziraphale: You know what's grand about a rose

Nina: Who are you calling a rose?

Crowley: Is sometimes they look best when they are arranged

Maggie: Here we go...

Aziraphale: I should fling you together, find a boat, push you right out to sea

Crowley: or maybe lock you in a room and see what happens to bloom

the American revolution: they were both convinced the British were going to win and now refuse to talk about it again.

Aziraphale and Crowley meet throughout the ages because of special occasions.

It's almost inevitable, given the events that they cross paths. So here's my question: on what other occasions have they potentially crossed paths?

i sometimes forget that crowley and aziraphale have CANONICALLY kissed. on the lips. wow

and it hits me a bit too hard when i remember about it

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Aziracrow, 1941:

Aziraphale: I knew you'd come through for me - you always do.

Crowley: Well, you said trust me.

Aziraphale: And you did.

Aziracrow, season 3:

Aziraphale: I knew you'd come through for me...you always do.

Crowley: ....

Crowley: well, you said trust me.

Aziraphale: ...and you did.

FACTS

When you're obsessed with Good Omens, there are 2 stages. There's the Queen stage, and then there's the Hozier stage.

If you don't already know what I'm talking about then you're either about to find out, or you'll never know what I am talking about.

this is so thoschei coded im dying T_T

You know what trope I wanna see more of? Couples who have been married forever who are estranged but still in love but estranged. You know me better than any other person on earth. I haven't seen you in three years. I never stopped loving you. If I have to spend another minute in your presence I will murder you. I'm hurt and I need you right here with me. God you're such a dumbass. You're the only one I trust to do this job. I want you out of my sight.

When ur mutuals w/ some cool ass people rb if u agree

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thank you so much! I really needed something nice right now and this just made my day <3

good omens characters I would trust with my car (if I had one)

Who I would let borrow my car:

Crowley. That demon would take care of my car - I'm talking pristine seats, clean glovebox, the shiniest it's ever been. He would claim that he wasn't doing it to be nice (he's not nice) and complain about how dirty it was before but we all know the truth. All my CD's would probably be mysteriously replaced with Queen (if he has to listen to it all time, so does everybody else.) There would be 17 parking tickets in 5 different languages on the dash. When you get the car back you realise that you gave it to him with a nearly empty tank but for some reason he didn't seem to refill it? And it worked perfectly fine???

Aziraphale. Look we both know when I get it back it'll be bright yellow and probably look like it's off a 60s sitcom but I mean look at his FACE is that the kind of face you could say no to? Yeah, I don't think so. He would be all "pretty please could I borrow your beautiful car" and the keys would be his. I don't blame Crowley for letting him drive the Bentley I would also forfeit all my mortal possessions to this angel.

Anathema. She wouldn't ask she'd just grab my keys and be like "I'll be back at 6:02" and who am I to question it? it would be 6:02 exactly and the car would turn up in my driveway covered in dirt. where did all the dirt come from??? I don't think I want to know. There would be a sticky note on the dashboard with a cryptic prophecy involving an elaborate generation-long ruse and today's wordle answer. would I let her borrow it again? probably.

Who I would not let borrow my car:

Newton Pulsifer. This man would rename my car words that haven't even been invented yet. He would've used my number plate to sign up for a Spanish inquisition fanclub. Heaven forbid that I have a Bluetooth speaker inside (it would turn into a green tooth speaker or something I swear.) The car would end up in a ditch in the neighbour's cornfield. He would offer me toast as an apology.

Sergeant Shadwell. Let's just say he uses the buses for a reason.

Archangel Gabriel. My radio would exclusively play bible stations from now on. The car would glow pure white and float above the ground. He would get pulled over for going 3km on the motorway. His driver's license would say 'human Gabriel who's a completely normal human being. profession: definitely not archangel of heaven. (that'll fool 'em guys) age: human. He would sit and watch the windscreen wipers go back and forward for 5 hours like a cat.

Aragon: And this is Legolas Greenleaf, son of the Elvish King Thranduil, Prince of the Mirkwood, esteemed archer.

Legolas: Yo.

I think that one of the funniest things about Legolas (especially in the movies) is that he’s literally the only Elvish prince in all of Middle-Earth but everyone treats him like he’s just a random guy. And he ACTS like just a random guy as well which makes it even better

headcannon timeeeee:

Anathema Device was the fastest human/angel/demon to figure out that Aziraphale and Crowley were in love with each other

this queen took one look at these chaos gays and thought 'there is no possible heterosexual explanation for this' and we love her for it

coming in dead last, as the slowest people to figure it out, are Aziraphale and Crowley themselves

Aziracrow headcannons (because they're idiots and I love them <3)

okay so the shortest known battle in the history of the world was 38 minutes long. It took place in 1896, from 9:00am-9:38am

and doesn't that just scream Aziracrow?

hear me out:

Crowley: oh yeah, Angel, hell wants me to tempt some humans into starting another war

Aziraphale: Another one? really? and this soon after the civil war - it feels rather lazy, doesn't it?

Crowley: well, you know those guys, always got quotas to fill. Plus, I'm already on thin ice with downstairs at the present, I'm afraid I can't really get out of this one.

Aziraphale, sighing: I know, I know...I suppose...what do you say to a teeny tiny war?

Crowley: ...just how tiny are we talking?

crying about thoschei rn T_T

no but like the song 'Little Talks' by Of Monsters and Men is so thoschei coded

...Now you're gone, gone, gone away, I watched you disappear, all that's left is the ghost of you. Now we're torn, torn, torn apart, there's nothing we can do, just let me go, we'll meet again soon...

Now wait, wait, wait for me, please hang around, I'll see you when I fall asleep

Don't listen to a word I say (hey!) The screams all sound the same (hey!) Though the truth may vary, this ship will carry our bodies safe to shore...

Aziracrow headcannons (because they're idiots and I love them <3)

okay so the shortest known battle in the history of the world was 38 minutes long. It took place in 1896, from 9:00am-9:38am

and doesn't that just scream Aziracrow?

hear me out:

Crowley: oh yeah, Angel, hell wants me to tempt some humans into starting another war

Aziraphale: Another one? really? and this soon after the civil war - it feels rather lazy, doesn't it?

Crowley: well, you know those guys, always got quotas to fill. Plus, I'm already on thin ice with downstairs at the present, I'm afraid I can't really get out of this one.

Aziraphale, sighing: I know, I know...I suppose...what do you say to a teeny tiny war?

Crowley: ...just how tiny are we talking?

15 is so real for this

When you're trapped on same spot and about to die vs When you're trapped on same spot and about to die, but there's also a cute guy there

best uncle 14 fr

oh he is already such a great uncle, giving her the look of ‘I’m supposed to be retired but for you? Say no more, we’ll sneak away tomorrow, your wish is my command’

Aziracrow headcannons: GARDEN EDITION

their garden is perhaps not the neatest in town, but definitely the most loved

when Aziraphale saw how much Crowley enjoyed gardening, he tried to learn how...the key word here being 'tried'

after MUCH reading, he no longer waters plants to death, or leaves them in the sun until they shrivel up, but can't quite bring himself to trim off dead leaves or snip buds, even when countless books (and Crowley) have told him it helps keep the plants alive

although Crowley likes to complain about all the wasted seeds and soil, he secretly finds it adorable how much his angel cares about the things Crowley's interested in

their garden is...chaotic, to say the least

the grass is neat enough, trimmed to perfection by Crowley, but the joy on Aziraphale's face when the first randomly planted wildflowers pop up stops him from properly organising everything else

Crowley tends to take note of the plants Aziraphale likes cooks with

he doesn't say anything, but a few weeks later a few of them silently turn up in the garden

they grow a lot of fruit, and every month or so they turn all the excess into jams, spending the whole day in the kitchen together (and almost all of the next day in there as well, cleaning the huge mess they managed to make)

Crowley heard somewhere that Hawthorn trees are good for nightingales

he planted one in the corner of the garden...just to see what would happen

and in the very centre of the garden, surrounded by spring flowers and neatly trimmed grass, is a singular apple tree

THIS. THIS IS THE KIND OF STUFF THAT WE SHOULD BE TALKING ABOUT

Donna: quick, doctor, you're losing blood

The Doctor, currently bleeding out from several stab wounds: im not losing blood, losing would be implying that I don't know where it is - I know exactly where it is...it's just not in me.

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Hello! How many hyperfixations have you had, and what were they?

*cracks knuckles* oh BOY you are not ready for the amount of hyperfixations I have

My first obsession was probably Harry Potter (My dad read the books to me and my brother when I was 5) I don't read/support it now though cause of JKR >:(

next was Wings of Fire (I was like 8 okay) I loved those little dragons so much y'all T_T

horses (I still love horses and own two but man as a kid the obession was real)

Ooooh and KOTLC I read all the books in primary school

dnd (I still play with my friends to this day)

Percy Jackson (I read the books when I was like 10 and they haunt me to this day)

kinda just Greek mythology in general really (I could yap for hours about this don't get me started)

Okay now imma just list them real fast:

Lord of the Rings

The hunger games

Six of Crows ( I love those 'lil gays fr)

The Umbrella Academy

Throne of Glass

MCU

DCU (specifically the batfam)

Critical Role

Epic the Musical

Hamilton

Hadestown

BBC merlin

Doctor who

Good omens

thats all I can think of for now but if im being honest by the time I finish the tags there will probably be three more

Thank you for the ask :D

Aziraphale: Crowley, dear, are you...crying?

Crowley: nO i'm having an allergic reaction

Aziraphale: to what?

Crowley: ...life.