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@theladyzephyr I made some fanart for your wonderful and cute story “Four times Crowley called Aziraphale “sweetheart” without noticing (and One time he did)“ (read it, it’s so worth it!!!)
Two extra scenes/drawings under the cut (but be warned, they include spoilers!!)
Aziraphale with a flower crown 😊🌸
He’s always cute but why not make him even cuter? 😇
Made at the 6th of June 2019
Crowley gave it to him and got all flustered when Zira smiled up at him w/ his flower crown, blushed heavily and murmured something incomprehensible and disappeared for 50 years 15 minutes, till Zira found him curled up in his snake form under one of his plants😉
Crowley falling in love with his angel
Zira using his big puppy-eyes😍 (tbh who could resist them???)
@theladyzephyr I made some fanart for your wonderful and cute story “Four times Crowley called Aziraphale "sweetheart" without noticing (and One time he did)“ (read it, it’s so worth it!!!)
Two extra scenes/drawings under the cut (but be warned, they include spoilers!!)
How do you imagine Crowley confessing his love to Aziraphale?
Rambly. Very Rambly. Crowley has been in love with him since basically the beginning of the world, but that doesn’t mean he has figured out language or even thought about confessing to his angel. Because Aziraphale was never open to anything like that anyway, and also, Crowley likes to think about what could be but never actually imagines it happening. So they move in together and they live their lives and bit by bit, Aziraphale begins to seem less and less distant, he doesn’t keep pushing Crowley away at every turn and his puppy dog eyes become more insistent and more adoring and Crowley is just Really weak for them. Heart-racing and wobbly-knee weak. And they never talk about their feelings, it’s just not something you just start doing, so Crowley swallows down the urge to ASK, when Aziraphale kisses him one night, while they are both a bit too drunk for their own good. And he swallows it down again, when Aziraphale kisses him awake the next morning, and he pushes it aside again, when Aziraphale comes up behind him, hugging him , pressing gentle kisses to his neck in broad daylight when the neighbours could see, and he never brings it up, even when Aziraphale takes his hand when they walk to the pub where they have dinner once a month (the place, where they have that delicious self-made ice cream Aziraphale loves so much). Crowley never asks Aziraphale about his feelings or about how he imagines them to work or anything of sorts. And then, Aziraphale asks him instead and even though Crowley has given it all so much thought, and even though, it’s been several millennia, he has absolutely no idea what to say. It goes a bit like follows:
“You were always there, angel. You were always there and sometimes we met and I knew I’d never find anybody who would come even close to you - given that hell is populated by slimy, stinking bastards and heaven is just a bunch of stuck up jerks - but you aren’t like that, are you? And humans, they don’t live long enough anyway. So, I knew it had to be you and I know you’re asking yourself, ‘what exactly has to be me?’ and I can tell you that the answer to this is: the love of my life. It’s pretty embarrassing, huh, to chase after somebody for six thousand bloody years, spending about five thousand nine hundred and ninety without them, even though you knew from the very start that they were everything you could hope for and -”
He says all of this at a speed that requires some serious concentration to follow. So, at that point, Aziraphale has to literally - physically - put a hand over Crowley’s mouth to stop him from talking, because he tried to interrupt him before but Crowley just kept going, because if he stopped, he’d have to actually face Aziraphale in the knowledge that he just confessed to having been in love with him basically forever. But Aziraphale doesn’t ask any more questions; he only takes Crowley’s fidgety hands into his own and looks softly into his eyes, smiling that one special smile that is only ever directed at Crowley to calm him down. Then he says one sentence.
“I love you too.”
And Crowley nearly falls to his knees, crying and thanking God (pathetic), because he is so relieved and also, he finally knows that all those years of waiting weren’t for nothing.
Excuse while I sit here crying 😭😭💓💓💓
God Herself commanded me to make this shitty edit
Couldn’t decide which one I like more so…have them both (plus the blush-version that I already posted😇)
Some details:
Snake shoes for my favorite demon snake🐍
And look at his beautiful wings💕💕
They’re so beautiful 😍😍
And the two of them a bit closer because..why not🤷🏻♀️🤷🏻♀️😇
(Please, I beg you, click on it for way better quality - I don’t know what’s up w/ Tumblr)
Perplexed, Crowley lifted his sunglasses, looking wide-eyed at the angel.
“Z…Zira?”
“Hmm…”, murmured Aziraphale, his lips on the edge of Crowley’s jaw, one hand on the side of his face, to hold him still.
“Zira..Angel, what are you doing?”
“Distracting you from any bad thoughts…”, answered Aziraphale, still nibbling oh so gently at his neck, making it hard to concentrate.
“But.. I’m having no bad thoughts right now… Q..quite on the contrary…”, whispered Crowley and carefully placed his free hand on the small of Aziraphale’s back, feeling the soft material of the coat underneath his fingers and pulling him closer.
Aziraphale laughed, his breathed tickled Crowley’s neck. A smile tucked at Crowley’s lips. He turned his head slightly to kiss Aziraphale’s hair, who laughed again and raised his head to look up at him. Smiling they locked eyes. Crowley could still feel Aziraphale’s warm hand on the side of his face, the angel’s body pressed against his own, his eyes shining oh so brightly up at him, full of love. A pleasant and comforting warmth spread through Crowley’s body as he lowered his head and sealed his angel’s lips with his own.
i’ve been trying and failing to draw this for three days so im posting it now even though its like 1:30 am
experts recommend spending several hours a week cuddling your large snake-shaped boyfriend while he naps on you, he can’t complain about being used as a book rest if he’s asleep
i went mostly with show designs for aziraphale, since i don’t have an especially strong book-specific headcanon for him, but you’ll have to pry sweatervest aziraphale out of my cold dead hands
[id: a sketchy drawing of aziraphale and crowley. aziraphale is sitting on a cushy chair with his feet up on a footrest and reading a book. crowley, in the form of a large black snake, is coiled on aziraphale’s lap. aziraphale’s wings are out and draped loosely around the two of them. end id]
This is sooooooo beautyfull…..
This is perfect💕💕
im too lazy to write it properly but…
ineffable husbands get engagement rings… Aziraphale gets this one
and Crowley gets this one
it was Crowley’s (very subtle) idea and Aziraphale pretends to think its too cheesy so Crowley offers to miracle them into something less cheesy to which Aziraphale gets very protective over his little snake ring. they are also enchanted to send messages to the other in emergencies. the snake curls up tighter if Crowley is in trouble and the feather begins to loosen as if it were about to fall off if Aziraphale in trouble because after the whole apocalypse thing they need a better way to communicate. if anyone (whose not human or the antichrist) ask they make up really outlandish dumb reasons for wearing the ring. - it’s my pet… I got a pet… I wasn’t very good at having a pet. -it reminds me I can fly… -I found it and thought it looked neat so now I never take it off -Shakespeare knew I was immortal and had left it too me to receive in the future
- I won it at a quiz but it’s cursed so I can’t take it off.
-thor gave it to me… what do you mean he’s not real?!?!??
- I found it in some cream cheese
anyway thought id share :-)
Couldn’t decide which one I like more so…have them both (plus the blush-version that I already posted😇)
Some details:
Snake shoes for my favorite demon snake🐍
And look at his beautiful wings💕💕
They’re so beautiful 😍😍
And the two of them a bit closer because..why not🤷🏻♀️🤷🏻♀️😇
(Please, I beg you, click on it for way better quality - I don't know what's up w/ Tumblr)
Perplexed, Crowley lifted his sunglasses, looking wide-eyed at the angel.
"Z...Zira?"
"Hmm...", murmured Aziraphale, his lips on the edge of Crowley's jaw, one hand on the side of his face, to hold him still.
"Zira..Angel, what are you doing?"
"Distracting you from any bad thoughts...", answered Aziraphale, still nibbling oh so gently at his neck, making it hard to concentrate.
"But.. I'm having no bad thoughts right now... Q..quite on the contrary...", whispered Crowley and carefully placed his free hand on the small of Aziraphale’s back, feeling the soft material of the coat underneath his fingers and pulling him closer.
Aziraphale laughed, his breathed tickled Crowley's neck. A smile tucked at Crowley's lips. He turned his head slightly to kiss Aziraphale’s hair, who laughed again and raised his head to look up at him. Smiling they locked eyes. Crowley could still feel Aziraphale’s warm hand on the side of his face, the angel's body pressed against his own, his eyes shining oh so brightly up at him, full of love. A pleasant and comforting warmth spread through Crowley's body as he lowered his head and sealed his angel's lips with his own.
very unfortunate that a significant chunk of good omens fandom seems to think aziraphale doesn’t fuck just because he’s an angel. he LOVES his worldly pleasures, why would he stop at gourmet sushi
crowley on the other hand cannot finish without someone (aziraphale) looking him in the eyes and telling him what a good job he’s doing
you know, this is one case where i actually don’t care at all if a creator gets wind of my raunchy posts, because if i had to read that american gods scene in which a woman consumes a man through her vagina then i refuse to feel any kind of shame for declaring that crowley has a praise kink
The Crowley part is just accurate
But what if Aziraphale once touched himself and while reaching his climax he whisperd Crowleys name and saw the face of his demon and from that point on he treasured a little touch here and there even more
Well, that was hot!
A sketch of Aziraphale and Crowley 🌈🌈
Because why not?💕
The whole time I was humming “City of Love” from Phineas and Ferb😅😇
…I wish that he would whisper ‘ma chérie, je t’ aime’ but all he wants to do it’s try to fix that plane get some crêpes…in the City of Love…
Please do not repost, reblogs are welcome💕
A sketch of Aziraphale and Crowley 🌈🌈
Because why not?💕
The whole time I was humming "City of Love" from Phineas and Ferb😅😇
...I wish that he would whisper 'ma chérie, je t' aime' but all he wants to do it's try to fix that plane get some crêpes...in the City of Love...
Please do not repost, reblogs are welcome💕
I identify with Crowley because I, too want people to perceive me as a badass without emotions who would murder someone without a second thought but I, too have way too many emotions and am an Anxious Wreck™️ 100% of the time
...and am in love (tho not the same way as Crowley) with Aziraphale and would do anything for him💕
