#crowaphale

[onesmolhurts]

Forgive me, father 🙏

[taghreednowar1]

Aziraphale never admitted his love for Crowley because "there's no our side" he's always trying to do his role as an Angel and just be at "God's side" even if it meant leaving Crowley.

Crowley never admitted until the last minute because he doesn't like showing emotions, we can see him struggling to say "i love you" in the last episode in s2 and he instead say things like "we could be us, we could be like Beelzebub and Gabriel" but never "I love you"

And the way he speaks seems like he's embarrassed to say it.

But they always loved each other.

Or at least that's how i see it :)

[ineffable-hyperfixation]

Crowley first BUT Aziracrow sounds much better than Crowaphale

[thecreazyawesomehero]

Crowley is such a drama queen I can't-

Just look at him

Aziraphale is just shocked and like "oh my dear what was that??"

But Crowley is so intense

I mean

"OH MY HIGHER AUTHORITY POWER WHO ABOUNDED ME I GOT S H O T"

"FUCK ARMAGEDDON THAT'S THE END ANGEL I'M DY I N G""

"SoMeOnE tEll mY ObLivIoUs hUsbAnD I lOvE HiM"

[nights-end]

That night in Berkeley Square

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so glad this is done i worked so hard on it :,O 

It’s inspired by this statue.

[tifaria]

When I saw @lonicera-caprifolium post that this drawing could be colored, I had to give it a go! They’re one of my favorite Good Omens artists. Was nice to not stress over the lines for once and just focus on colors and mood. Trying for a sunrise feel, as I love the idea of them being soft and romantic first thing in the morning.

Have three WIPs I haven’t posted yet! Trying to finish one a week at minimum.

[misaomalon]

HC: Crowley's responsible of the disturbing baby Jesus faces & the haunting cats with human faces in medieval art... just for fun.

Most likely he cause hallucinations to the painters, or perhaps he remove the ability to see babies & cats as they truly are.

[fandoms-unlimited666]

Madame Tracy: Aziraphale, are you a top or bottom?

Aziraphale: well actually I don't really care for bunk beds

Crowley: *staring at his phone* he's a bottom

[birdiestays]

AZIRAPHALE WHAT THE F U CK JUST LET YOUR HUSBAND STAY WITH YOU AND WATCH YOU EAT YOUR CAKE HE JUST WANTS TO BE WITH YOU HE MISSES YOU P L E A SE

[crowleysreligion]

MILANO PRIDE BITCHEEESSSSS 😎🏳️‍🌈🔥

[onesmolhurts]

A big ole smooch ☺️💖

[taghreednowar1]

I made a paper standee for ineffable husbands

[crowraphale]

Don't even bother with crap...

[halevetica]

You’re My Best Friend(Ineffable Husbands)

It was the third day of the rest of their lives and Aziraphale was currently following Crowley into his shop after having had lunch. The pair had agreed that with their respective sides no longer ‘up their ass’, as Crowley had so eloquently put it, they should enjoy their freedom.

“You sure you’re alright, angel? You were awfully quiet during lunch. Usually I can’t get you to shut up about the fun little brown dipping sauce you like so much, what was it called again?” Crowley asked taking a seat on the small sofa at the back of the shop.

“Soy sauce,” Aziraphale answered excitedly.

“That’s the one,” Crowley enjoyed sushi, but he hated the taste of soy sauce. He found it too salty.

Aziraphale took a seat on the chair across from Crowley, clasping his hands in his lap.

“Seriously, something bothering you, what is it?” Crowley insisted, throwing his arm along the back of the couch casually.

Aziraphale opened his mouth before shutting it again. He didn’t really know how to ask the question that had been wracking his brain for the past few days. He’d taken some time to process everything that happened, and one specific detail stuck out in his brain. Crowley hadn’t got to alpha centauri. He’d claimed to change his mind because he’d lost his best friend. At the time Aziraphale hadn’t had time to quite process that information as they were hours away from the end of the world. However now, it bothered the angel. He’d always thought he was Crowley’s best friend. Not that it mattered. They were an angel and a demon, they weren’t meant to be friends at all, but I struck something in Aziraphale when he realized he wasn’t the demon’s best friend.

“Angel?” Crowley raised a brow when Aziraphale didn’t say anything. It wasn’t like the angel to be so quiet.

“Who was it?” he blurted then.

“I’m sorry?”

“The friend you lost. The best friend,” Aziraphale clarified, his eyes set on Crowley anxiously.

“What in bloody hell are you on about?”

“You didn’t go to alpha centauri because you lost your best friend,” Aziraphale glanced down at his hands in his lap.

Crowley peered over the top of his glasses, “You’re joking right, angel?”

“Well I just…I suppose…I mean I just assumed I was the only person you ever…talked to,” Aziraphale gave a nervous smile. His lunch seemed to be sitting heavy in his stomach as he waited for Crowley’s response.

“You’re daft, you know that?” Crowley rolled his eyes causing Aziraphale to frown. “It was you, you idiot,” Crowley’s words sounded harsh, but the fondness in his voice gave him away.

“Oh.” Aziraphale smiled brightly at the revelation before turning back into a frown. “But wait, you didn’t lose me?”

“I came back to your shop and it was…I couldn’t find you. Normally I can sense you but you weren’t anywhere,” Crowley’ shoulders stiffened as he remembered the hollow feeling of not being able to find Aziraphale.

“Oh, right of course, I had been disincorporated,” Aziraphale nodded in understanding.

“You really didn’t know I was talking about you?”

Aziraphale gave Crowley a shy look which was all the answer he needed.

“Is that what was bothering you at lunch?” Crowley didn’t understand why that had the angel so quiet.

“Well I mean, I just couldn’t think of who it might have been and…” Aziraphale trailed off.

“Were you jealous, angel?” Crowley smirked at the prospect. He’d never seen Aziraphale jealous before.

“What? No. Of course not,” Aziraphale huffed in offense.

“You were,” Crowley’s smirk turned into a full on grin.

“I wasn’t. I was confused. I mean, how could I have known it was me you were talking about, you could never lose me,” The angel huffed again, his frown deepening.

Crowley fell silent at Aziraphale’s words.

“Do you mean that?” Crowley asked a little too hopefully.

“Mean what?”

“That I could never lose you.”

“Of course I mean it, it’s you and I now. Always has been really,” Aziraphale gave nod. His eyes landed on Crowley who was smiling softly at the angel. It was a look the demon often gave him and yet somehow it felt different this time. Of course, everything felt different now, but in the best way possible.

Consider buying me a coffee, I would really appreciate it!

[thecreazyawesomehero]

You know what's so funny about this scene??

Aziraphale's expression

He's like

"Now hold on a diddly darn second"

"I'd recognize that dramatic appearance a n y w h e r e iS thAt yOu cRoWlEy"

[nights-end]

my angel