#Muriel is after Aziraphale

[thephantomdanny]

He is here

[puropoly]

omens that are good

[lauramoon1987]

Angst War THE DISCOVERY Pag7

TW: DEATH/VIOLENT DEATH.

@gleafer @gahellhimself-blog @daneecastle @vavoom-sorted-art @goodomensafterdark

For you! (♥️) @kotias

[shishkabobninja]

The Metatron's offer to restore Crowley's angelic status wasn't just about convincing Aziraphale to take the job because he could be with Crowley! It was also about convincing Aziraphale that heaven was capable/willing to change, to see and welcome different perspectives! Aziraphale was convinced not just because Crowley could be with him, but also because heaven would not only allow it, but is offering it!

[beebopboom]

The little detail of the Metatron telling Michael, Uriel, and Saraqael that their actions will be dealt with later and it remains to be seen if they will be punished before sending them away while telling Muriel to stay as they may be needed has stuck with me

Just more evidence for the Metatron already knowing the outcome to his "offer"

But what I'm thinking is that the Metatron is going let Aziraphale deal with them - to keep establishing the line that Aziraphale now has power in this new position - why not start with the Archangels that have been his direct superiors who he previously reported to - a very obvious show of power to now have a responsibility over them

However I don't think it will be a decision entirely up to him - maybe with the Metatron suggesting things while they are all together - to show that the Metatron is on Aziraphales side and to establish a line of respect (fear) between the Archangels and Aziraphale - which I think he is going to realized and use to his advantage

But what I think Metatron is going to underestimate when giving this power to Aziraphale is the power of his kindness - the understanding he can provide to all the angels who have ever felt alone, overlooked, unsure - to those who have ever been curious

I mean just look to Muriel who is constantly surprised by praise and is never made to feel dumb by Aziraphale. They have to be reminded that this nice angel is a traitor and just the body language difference between them in heaven and them on earth and they even ask for a book by the end - just because they weren't immediately turned down or made to feel dumb - it's a big difference

So while the Metatron probably knew the outcome going into that conversation and has plans on how to further that narrative - Aziraphale went up to Heaven with his own plans - to make a difference - and now he is determined to prove this was the right decision after everything (and stop the second coming along the way)

[justaweirdonothingtoseehere]

okay so. Aziraphale fixes Heaven. They go against the Metatron. God demotes the Metatron to fallen angel status. Crowley and Aziraphale have a happy reunion. Well, vaguely angry reunion. But it becomes happy. And then they give Muriel a permanent job at the bookshop. And then they move to South Downs and have a garden and a library and they all live happily ever after.

[notur-dreamboy]

A concept: charles and edwin have been hearing rumors about a bookshop in soho with strange hours and an even stranger shopkeeper and his weird friend that's always around. Eventually, the girls convince them to go (niko wants to try the café in the area, and Crystal wants to go to the record store). when they go in instead of the regular older white haired shop keeper they're greeted by an over enthusiastic younger shopkeeper (who can see them for a reason that is left unknown). Sulking in the back is the weird red haired friend but he's being awfully rude and eyeing edwin like he can see right through him and Crystal is getting bad vibes from him so they al really just want to leave but niko sees him and is set on finding out what wrong/making him feel better.

[littleguy-pi]

Aziraphale checks in with Muriel ,.,(and sorry the pen I used got smudged)

[mylezwuzineffable]

aziraf....azirapalalala......azirapapala-

this started as a study to be able to draw michael sheen's face properly but i had too much fun and it became this fun thing that is fun because i love aziraphale. he does such silly expressions that are so silly and drawable it was so much fun.

[foe-of-fate]

[ineffablyruined]

Someone to Blame (Good Omens After Dark Angst War)

I wrote a short one-shot for the GOAD Angst War on Reddit. If you're not already there, come play with us!

CW: Violence and Blood.

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They came for him four months after that day.

Just long enough for Crowley to accept that Aziraphale wasn't going to come to his senses and come back. Long enough for him to pull himself together after his rather spectacular bender.

Long enough for him to start to care again.

Aziraphale would find out later that they had worked with the demon Furfur, that they had procured a miracle blocker from him. That Furfur had offered it freely just out of spite, not even bothering to make a deal.

Crowley hadn't stood a chance.

In those four months, things had begun happening on Earth. Things that even the humans started to notice. The wars breaking out all over the globe were easily dismissed at first. Tensions had always been high in that part of the world, hadn't they? And that one leader? Everyone knew he was a loose cannon. But when the earthquakes began, followed by the famine, and a new strain of COVID that was somehow more deadly than the original, even the humans had recognized that something was Up. And when the sun darkened the days and the moon disappeared, they knew. They all knew that the End of Times was nearing.

And so a small group of humans came for the only celestial entity they could find. The one who had been there all those months ago when the weird things happened at the Whickber Street Shopkeeper's Association meeting – the things that no one could quite remember, but everyone knew hadn't been right. The dark one, with the glasses and the red hair, had spoken to that malevolent group like he knew them. And, as humans did when they were scared, they'd found someone to blame.

Mister Brown of Brown's World of Carpets led the mob. They dragged Crowley from his Bentley when he'd stopped by to check on Muriel and the bookshop. Crowley had quickly snapped his fingers a second before the miracle blocker was activated, and the new bookshop owner was suddenly the most normal human anyone in a twelve-mile radius could remember. Then Mister Brown’s heavy fist connected with Crowley’s angular jaw, breaking his thumb and Crowley’s sunglasses. Another hit, a spray of red painted the cobblestones under their feet. Another. A tooth jangled loose from his skull, and clattered into the grate below.

As they dragged him into the street, Crowley didn't pray. God had abandoned him long ago, and he knew She would not take pity on him now. And the angel he'd known? The one he'd loved? He must be gone, too, if the Second Coming had progressed this far. That angel had loved Earth and the humans so much, he would never have allowed Earth to come to this as Supreme Archangel. No, Aziraphale must be gone.

So, no. He didn't pray. Because no help was coming.

As handcuffs encircled his wrists and legs, he didn't pray.

As the cricket bats and glass bottles broke over his corporation again and again, he didn't pray.

As the humans whose lives he'd saved four months ago, and again four years before that, took their fear and anger and blame out on the demon's corporation, he didn't pray.

And as his golden eyes locked with achingly familiar blue ones across the street, just in time for his corporation to give up entirely, he found there was nothing left to pray for.

Someone to Blame on AO3

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Thank you to all the wonderful writers at GOAD for their support and beta reading. You're all wonderful, insanely talented people. And thanks to the awesome mods and artists and readers and everybody on the GOAD sub. It's a wonderful place.

[lesbicosmos]

the people on tiktok doing the fluffy good omens headcanons slideshows are fr doing god's work i love you all

[mrscakeishere]

Remember when Friday night was X-Files night?

Crowley remembers!

You can find out just how much he loves the show, and his journey with Muriel to solve the mystery of the missing archangel in Pass the Remote, Angel. (Rated M).

This one is an oldie, but a goodie. Well...I think it's a goodie, but then again, I wrote it, so I'm biased. 😆

I posted it today on @goodomensafterdark for the first time, to spread the paranormal love. Summary and excerpt below.

Summary:

Aziraphale has returned to Heaven, leaving Crowley a tv binge-watching wreck. However, healing can come from the most unlikeliest of places. While Muriel has been instructed to provide daily reports of the demon’s emotional state, they find that sharing time together, even by watching a scary show, can be the catalyst that builds friendships. And they’d probably both be couch potatoes by now if the Supreme Archangel hadn’t just gone missing.

Excerpt:

In the first week following Aziraphale’s return to Heaven, Crowley had experienced multiple stages of grief. When he stood by his car, he was in denial. When he stole Aziraphale’s tartan blanket from the bookshop, he was in the throes of anger. And for the several days that he sat in his chair trying to talk to a God that never listens, he engaged in bargaining.

Now he was in the sad-TV-binge-watching stage. And when you’re an occult being that has just broken up with an angel you never technically dated, you binge the X-Files.

It had been one of Crowley’s favorite shows during the 90s after the Golden Girls went off the air. He had found most of the tales preposterous, but he had become rather invested in Mulder and Scully’s relationship. It was clear the two humans wanted each other and the sexual tension was excruciating to watch, all of which made the show maddening and addictive. His emotional attachment to the paranormal crime fighting duo’s relationship used to bother him, but back then he could never put his finger on exactly why.

And now here he was, over twenty years later, lying on the couch with his fourth bottle of Merlot and watching season three, having an epiphany that transcended the manifestation of Jesus.

“I’m Mulder.”

Mulder. Passionate, intuitive, tall. Slightly unhinged, but reasonably paranoid. Always trying to convince the stubborn Agent Scully of the Truth and failing even when the Truth is staring directly in her face in the form of a giant galactic spaceship. And he was “spooky.” Crowley liked spooky.

And then there was Scully. Kind, intelligent, a bit short. Often pouty, but adorably cute. Always so sure of her faith in God. And clearly pining for Mulder while pushing him away for years because she didn’t think she could ever have a real future with him.

F**king Scully.

He considered throwing what was left of the bottle of merlot at the television.

Continue reading on Ao3.

[sunderwight]

Scenario where Crowley, actually being crow-like rather than snake-like in this regard (or perhaps dragon-like) has spent a lot of his time on earth accumulating a hoard of supernatural treasures that he just sort of keeps shoved in a storage unit somewhere.

Most of it are things that other demons or angels have lost on Earth, or occult tools that humans have made that proved a little too effective at doing dangerous or inconvenient things that like, threaten to unleash the hordes of hell onto the world (Hell approves of intervening because the understaffing issue means they don't actually want a whole bunch of demons suddenly taking unsanctioned holidays on Earth). But basically if an angel accidentally drops their celestial harp or some guy comes up with a way to hack a direct line to Satan, Crowley goes and fetches the relevant artifact and then, because Hell's bureaucracy is a joke and they never actually check, he just sort of keeps hold of them instead of sending them back to head office.

Crowley's got his own unit somewhere full of Indiana Jones style treasures. Holy grail, Ark of the Covenant type shit. Half of it is broken and a lot of it even he is uncertain of the provenance of, whether it was made by angels or demons or humans in some cases is tricky to discern, and some of those things are just objects that were causing trouble or seemed liable to and so he grabbed them and stuffed them in a box and forgot about them.

Usually he brings the books to Aziraphale first, but there are some he's grabbed while they were in "not speaking to one another" phases of their relationship, and Crowley only cared to remember to show them to the angel if he thought that Aziraphale would find them interesting. (Crowley, despite having spent a lot of time listening to Aziraphale talk about books, still does not actually know a lot about books, and so is not always a good judge of what might be interesting.)

Basically where this is going is: Crowley has had the Book of Life moldering in his storage locker for decades, and he has no idea. It just looks like a kind of shabby, big old book! There isn't even a title on the cover, and he could never get it to open, so he thought it was a dud book or something (again, he doesn't really 'get' books). He got it off of some charlatan occultists in the 1500's who were running a con about being able to summon angels, but then actually did manage to summon Aziraphale, which annoyed Crowley (interrupted dinner) so he stormed in all demon-like, put the fear of Satan into them, and took away all of their stuff. He would have shown Aziraphale the book, but they got into a fight straight afterwards so instead Crowley just added it to his hoard of crap and completely forgot it existed. The renaissance was going on, there were a lot of distractions! How would Heaven even lose something as important as the Book of Life?

Anyway, this has led to a massive misunderstanding that coincided with Aziraphale's genuine interest in books, where the Metatron thinks that Aziraphale somehow figured out that the Book of Life went missing and has been covertly blackmailing him for centuries with the offer to discreetly find it (via various rare book dealers and underground book circles specializing in occult books, like prophetic tomes and etc), and Aziraphale just thinks he's successfully convinced Heaven's upper management that a bookshop is a perfectly good celestial embassy.

[sherokutakari]

Broke: it takes Crowley a long time in s3 to actually take his sunglasses off again

Woke: Aziraphale is actually the one to remove them

Bespoke: s3 starts and he's just. Already not wearing then. He's too apathetic to the goings on around him to bother with his usual armor. He's already been stabbed in the heart back and it didn't protect him, so why even try.

[altruistic-meme]

WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT

at the very very start of s2e6, as soon as Crowley and Muriel arrive in heaven, we get this conversation:

Crowley: Right. Where do you keep your records?

Muriel: Records?

Crowley: You're a scrivener, 37th class. Records, where?

Muriel: My office, but-

Crowley: Lead on.

which is, ya know, fine and dandy, we know who Muriel is. but how does CROWLEY know who they are?? I'm pretty sure that, up to this point, the only time Muriel has introduced themself was to Michael and Uriel when they found the matchbox.

i cannot remember them telling Crowley - or even Aziraphale, for that matter - what their job was in Heaven. so... how does Crowley know not only that they're a scrivener, but even as far as knowing that they're 37th class???