#also who's we crowley

[raggedy-spaceman]

S02E04 The Hitchhiker

We as a fandom don't talk enough about this scene. The way Crowley just casually tells Aziraphale he was worried about him makes me want to cry forever ok

[hg-aneh]

I think it was about time I introduced tumblr to my book Crowley... who eventually became a walking love letter to Latino culture lmao

(You can think of him as a Book Crowley who spent way too much time in south america)

Language wise, he's an amalgamation of all latin american spanish dialects (+pt-br) so,, have fun translating some of the things he's saying

[virtualsuitmoon]

i just know that aziraphale in the 60's was part of that circle of housewives that were losing it over spirk, i just fucking know it

[egophiliac]

(it probably wasn't actually Idia's fault)

(or was it)

some quick initial reactions to celebrate Diasomnia Day One! it felt like a bit of a short intro, but oh, what a tasting menu of things to come.

[u3pxx]

gomens idea? Maybe swapped places? An antagonistic angel crowley who spends his time with arizaphale that is a demon that despite his circumstances and awareness of the horrors of hell and mankind still tries to be kind (both of them deal often with punishments on both sides)

hi anon i have no brain rn to come up with detailed lore about this hypothetical swap but love ur idea love it a lot yes that's exactly it!!!!!!! 🥹🫰 also this request is den bait to the millionth degree PFTTT

anywasy uhmmm crowley's a florist , wanted to reference his angel design (and angel disguise design lmao, he wears slides) in the show and also baggy and hippie aesthetics for no reason, in particular, other than its fun DFGHD anddd demon zira can get micheal sheen's beard and still be enamored by victorian fashion w/e

and also i made zira's animal a crow bc, i think its funny DGHDJ and maybe instead of hiding his eyes he wears gloves that hide the talons on his hands, there ya go! whee!!!

[zen17hdee]

You know, for as much as I've seen the head cannon that Aziraphale is autistic (at least, by human standards) I'm surprised I haven't seen anyone talking about the very real possibility that he scripted the conversation during the ineffable divorce and was majorly panicking when Crowley didn't respond in a way he'd prepared for. Like to me, a certified autistic, the way he talks in that scene sounds like he was running out of pre-written responses to get Crowley to agree to go with him, then proceeded to resort to a mixture of repeating himself and speaking from his desperation.

[ineffectualbookseller]

Before the Beginning is so special. The way that, even with this breath-taking nebula formation happening infront of him, Aziraphale keeps turning back to Crowley. Crowley is just so excited to have someone to explain his special star engine to and Aziraphale is so happy to listen.

[sammygender]

finally on s13 and jack is the best character in the whole world i love him so much i’ll protect him with my life. in other news i want to kill dean winchester

[crowleys-dark-sunglasses]

Spent like 85% of my therapy appointment talking about takin over the asylum, good omens, Dr who, Neil gaiman, and David tennant

Literally I would not shut up

[an-american-crisis]

wait guys if crowley is a hozier listener do you think he listened to unreal unearth and sobbed because I sure do!

[shadesofdeviant]

SO...I thought I'd actually do WIP Wednesday for the first time in a LONG time. And I thought I'd share a bit of my current WIP, my Good Omens x Doctor Who Crossover because I'm super excited about it. I was gonna post a bit smaller than this but I couldn't work out a good place to crop it. I'm enjoying this so much. And I hope everyone else does too. Most of it is beneath a cut cause I'm posting a fair chunk haha.

Tagging those who I know are interested in this: @lauranthalasah and @celestialcrowley I would tag my usual WIP Wednesday buddies but I don't think any of them are Good Omens or Doctor Who fans. 😂 😂 😂 

"Doctor?!" Crowley yelled as he staggered down another endless corridor, cursing softly as the floorboards rippled and rolled beneath him like a shoreline lapping against the sand, the rising crests of the wood giggling like naughty children as they tried to trip him before they ran away up the hallway. As he raised his hands to catch himself against the walls with the heels of his palms, the gold embossed skulls in the centre of the damask pattern wallpaper started to scream in agony, the noise a cacophonous crescendo that built and built until he managed to find his footing and snatched his hands back. “Donna?!” He tried again as he idly tugged at a random door as he passed by. Yet just like the immeasurable number of doors that had gone before it, once again this door failed to bend to Crowley’s will and remained firmly locked in place.

The air inside the toy store was permeated with the sour decay of age, cloying, damp and irritating at the back of the throat. Whatever magic this strange toymaking entity wielded was wild and hostile as it pressed in around him, settling over his shoulders like a weighted blanket, growing heavier and heavier the longer he walked, stiffening his legs and arms until he was wading through the atmosphere, a band of pressure tight around his chest almost like a child was holding him like a doll as it walked him across their imagination, the threat of being crushed beneath their sticky fingers tingling at the back of his mind. From somewhere beyond the endless corridor, a sharp, terrified scream erupted into the air and Crowley lurched forward on instinct, racing down the corridor towards what he assumed was Donna being attacked. Or at least, he tried to. If he thought the weight of the magic around him was heavy before, now as he tried to come to the rescue of some poor soul, Crowley found himself being weighed down even more, his knees threatening to buckle beneath the strain, feet scraping across the floor as he tried to lift them for each step. Eyes blazing gold and fully snake-like as he pushed back against the magic surrounding him, Crowley snarled and thrashed as he moved, power crackling beneath his skin as the anger burned within him. “Fuck this.” Crowley hissed as he reached the next locked door, barely able to lift his arm to try the handle from the compression enveloping him right down to his true form. “I’ve had enough of this shit.” Gathering what strength, he could, Crowley snarled as he pulled up sharply on his demonic power and snapped his fingers, gritting his teeth as electricity coursed down his arm and sparked from his fingertips as it battled with the toymaker’s magic. His power coiled and weaved snake-like around that of this foreign entity, lashing out viper-quick and sinking its venomous fangs into the stream of power to try and force it into submission until the door in front of him started to creak open. “Nein nein nein!” The sudden voice at his ear was loud enough to rattle his eardrum and rather unceremoniously shattered Crowley’s concentration, his power falling away into glittering wisps and dissipating into the air uselessly and taking what was left of his strength with it. “Naughty demon, not playink by ze rulez.” The Toymaker snarled as he suddenly loomed up over Crowley’s head, the sharp contours of his face darkening as his entire frame seethed and pulsed enraged. “Crowley!” Hearing his name, Crowley turned his head and frowned as he spotted the Doctor and Donna running towards him, those once familiar chocolate brown eyes wide in fear as the Time Lord tried to reach them even as the corridor continued to expand beneath their feet. “Very vell. Haff it ge-your way.” The Toymaker sighed, before his hands suddenly slammed into Crowley’s chest, pushing him backwards with one sharp shove causing him to go crashing through the now cracked-open doorway. For one extended moment, Crowley seemed to hover in the air, the area where his stomach should be, dropping as he fell backwards in slow motion before time seemed to remember to move and Crowley slammed into the floor in the new room with a broken grunt of pain. The Doctor’s hand reaching out towards him uselessly from seemingly miles away was the last thing he saw before the door slammed shut and the room plunged him into darkness.

[tacobellabeanburrito]

Question for a Good Omens Au for Ace Attorney, who do you think would be the angel and who do you think would be the demon?

[quietwingsinthesky]

Dean being supportive of Sam/Lucifer because from the outside it seems like Sam is into it and Lucifer’s turning over a new leaf when it’s actually Lucifer digging his claws into Sam with every new deal they make (a kiss for some information on a case, an hour in Lucifer’s lap for a weapon to kill something, Lucifer joining him in the shower for someone healed) while Sam has no way out but to keep giving more of himself. And Dean (besties with Crowley) is going “Damn, glad he turned over a new leaf. You know, I’d kill him if he ever hurt you. :)”

[abzania]

We saw how Aziraphale ate that Ox rib. That’s gonna be Crowley in season 3. Forget tender kisses. S3’s kiss is gonna be the most touch starved, desperate kiss we’ve ever seen. Aziraphale is starving and Crowley gave him a taste. We already know he’s a hedonist. How’s that going to translate when it comes to his relationship with Crowley? I have a few ideas.

[noonemonitorsmyscreentime]

If they are

fictional

tragic

middle aged

gay

They are probably ruining your life.

[beloved-child-of-the-house]

so i'm writing an 8th year fic and h&d are taking a muggle studies class together in which they read one of shakespeare's plays, and i'm trying to write a final project (for which they are partners) but like. hogwarts academics don't seem all that uhhhhh rigorous to me (like we see the students complaining about having to write a foot of parchment which is essentially ONE PAGE HANDWRITTEN) and i'm a little worried that my assignment is too rigorous.

it involves a lot of like. thinking analytically and using your imagination wrt the motivations of people unlike yourself, and that's not rlly something they do much at hogwarts as far as i can see. BUT it is muggle studies, and like. they could definitely all use some practice at those skills, following the recent implosion of their society.