#good omens mixtape

[may--hawk]

ask for answers (ineffable remix)

Always coming second best / Pictures of my lover’s chest

He nips back into the bookshop to steal the picture. Call it a souvenir. He knows exactly where Aziraphale keeps it: tucked inside a folio of Anthony and Cleopatra, the soppy old git. Crowley’d found it once back in the 1980s when Aziraphale’d left him in charge of the shop - clearly in spite of his better judgement - while the angel had nipped across town to see a man about a manuscript. Crowley had gone snooping, of course, had been drawn towards the book by the faint but persistent sense of sin, of a light angelic oh-no-I-really-mustn’t. He’d expected pornography, or maybe an unpaid tax bill, but not what he’d found. Crowley’d been shocked to find the picture, their startled pale faces staring at the camera, the gun held between them like Tristan’s sword. Crowley had always felt a little responsible for the two of them, Tristan and Iseult. Still, he’d thought, what was it to him? Just a routine temptation, tempt the maidservant to swap the potions and there you had it. Crowley hadn’t understood their plight for the longest time. If they had really wanted to stop loving each other, they would’ve. Wouldn’t have let it take them over.

Ha. Crowley goes into the bookshop, which is already so silent, so empty, just the too-loud ticking of the clock, the creaking of the floorboards under his tread, his own harsh breath. He walks over to the shelf picked out by sunlight, as if illuminated by Heaven itself. The book’s right where it should be, and he pulls it off the shelf and opens it. It falls right open to the photo. Terrible for books, he knows, keeping things in them like this, if Aziraphale’d told him once he’d told him a dozen times, so why then did Aziraphale do it? He pulls the photo out, his fingers trembling slightly. It’s a gut punch to see the photo worn smooth as if touched often, its corners chipped off, soft and frayed. Like everything Aziraphale’s ever loved. Like Crowley, who has become soft, losing himself at the edges to Aziraphale.

Muriel says something behind him, then, and he turns, badly startled. He wipes the dust from his eyes, shoves the picture into his inside jacket pocket, and leaves the shop. He gets in the Bentley, his patient steadfast steed, and drives until he can’t anymore, until he’s hit the sea. That’s what everything comes down to on this Someone-forsaken island, isn’t it? The sea’d done Tristan and Iseult in, too. Crowley cuts the headlights. It’s dusk, night coming on, and the air from the sea is cold and briny, rising up to him where he stands on the cliff above. How many seas have they been on, in, across, separated by? The sea below is dark and inscrutable. He could miracle himself across it, if he wanted to. But where too? He’s tired, too tired for miracles of that kind, too tired to try anymore. He’d still just end up right where he started.

He can feel Aziraphale up in Heaven even now. He takes the picture out of his pocket and looks at it again. They stare, caught out, frozen in time. The photo flutters in the breeze like some ridiculous flag. A white flag, a surrender. Crowley snaps his fingers, miracles a stone from the beach below into his other hand. He’s got half an idea to tie the photo to the rock, to throw it into the sea so he never has to look at it again. A parody of Aziraphale’s tantrum with the holy water note. Crowley thinks he understands it, now.

“Why?” he asks, looking up. The sky is darkening and deepening to purple, the stars revealed impossibly far away. A gull cries. He might as well be asking the sea for all the answers he gets. But it doesn’t matter. No one’s ever answered his questions, not really. Besides, he knows why. Crowley looks down at the rock he’s still holding, all smooth edges he’s gliding his thumb along. The sea, of course. It chips the edges off everything, smooths everything out, until it’s utterly transformed. And the sea’s always there, isn’t it? Deep and unfathomable. All kinds of things going on down there out of sight. He’d been down there, once, trying to recover the ark of the covenant from a shipwreck. Long story. It had been so silent down there, so dark, and all around him, a pressure, a heaviness, which had whispered to him stay down there forever. You don’t have to come back up. But of course he did. There’s no running from things, not forever, is there? Eventually, you run out of time, of space, of places to go.

Crowley tosses the rock into the sea. He listens, but doesn’t hear it hit. He clutches the photo in his other hand, nearly crumpling it, then slips it in his pocket again, presses his hand against his chest, as if to remind himself it’s there. The wind picks up, growing colder, riffling his hair, his jacket, making his eyes water.

He sits down on the cliff edge, arms around his knees. It’s as good a place to wait as any.

Some background on Tristan and Iseult and the rest of the mixtape can be found on AO3.

[ineffablerenz]

Ok so everyone has been posting their good omens mixtapes so here’s my own compilations I’ve been accumulating steadily since June 2019

Here’s Crowley’s Playlist

Featuring waaay too much 80s dad rock, musical comedies, cover bands and Queen. Featured artists include but are not limited to…

Hozier

Queen

AC/DC

Journey

Meat Loaf

The Mountain Goats

Aerosmith

The Rolling Stones

KISS

Saintseneca

The Velvet Underground

Rush

David Bowie

ABBA

The Magnetic Feilds

The Beatles

Dirt Poor Robins

Will Wood

Arcade Fire

[alphacentaurinebula]

Oh and here is the songlist from the mixtape!

Aziraphale’s Welcome to the 20th Century Mix, from Crowley

Good Old Fashioned Loverboy - Queen

Sympathy for the Devil - The Rolling Stones

Somebody to Love - Queen

Life on Mars - David Bowie

Purple Haze - Jimi Hendrix

Gimme Shelter - The Rolling Stones

God Knows I’m Good- David Bowie

Another One Bites the Dust - Queen

You Can’t Always Get What You Want - The Rolling Stones

Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen

Space Oddity - David Bowie

You Take my Breath Away - Queen

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Part 1/3 fanart of the latest chapters of @alphacentaurinebula's wonderful fic You're The Bad Guys which has bewitched me body and soul and most of all compelled me to make so. Much. Art.

First up: Aziraphale and a very special mix tape.

[eefaevie]

for the art request: can you please draw them in one of their historical (rome, job, shakespear, etc) outfits? whatever time period you want. its ok, if you dont want at all! you're a treasure evie, thank you for sharing your art with us ❤️❤️❤️

plumbi. my darling love. is this what you had in mind? 😘

[susanwhynow]

After watching the Good Omens season 2 finale last year and having my heart broken in the process, i started to write a song about Crowley from Aziraphales perspective. It took me a year to finish it, but two weeks ago i finally made it. hope you like it!

[lalie-go]

Ok I have a bone to pick re: the Bentley and speculation regarding The Jukebox. I keep seeing people say that “it’s the same magic that affects the Bentley”. Well, yes, I guess, but the book is clear that this is something that affects ALL vehicles- that’s the entire joke!

[A]ll tapes left in a car for more than about a fortnight metamorphose into Best of Queen albums.

“A car” - It’s not specific to the Bentley. It’s specific to the late 80s, because yes, everyone had a damn Best of Queen cassette in their car. The streets were strewn with the black detritus of unspooled popular music that couldn’t be fixed with a pencil.

[azraelwept]

GOOD OMENS .

[honkifyourelonely]

suck the blood from my wound on spotify's "indie halloween" playlist... kys kys kys

[lazyandbusy]

if any of hozier's song pops up at the series (especially take me to church or from eden) im gonna fuckin explode

Alexa, play Crowley's Devilish Playlist. 😈

[aurlworthfightingfor]

Eyyy I was tagged in this by @celestialcrowley like a week ago and I’m lazy. So here we go.

Rules: shuffle your on repeat playlist and post the first 10 tracks, then tag 10 people.

I don’t have a proper play list and I’m not gonna do it on shuffle: I’m gonna just post them in order of most recent obsession and work backwards

Washing Machine Heart - Mitski

Run Run! - Jorge Aguilar II

Nobody - Mitski

Stay Calm - Griffinilla

Who We Are - Hozier

Bonnie’s Mixtape - Griffinilla

Hard Drive - Griffinilla

Exit Music - Radiohead

Below The Surface - Griffinilla

Winner Takes it All - Abba

So yeah. It’s split pretty 50/50 between good omens vibe songs and fnaf songs lmao. 🤣

Anywhoooooo I’ll tag @swede-ishfish @amagnificentobsession @spatiummonstrum @bagginsgotdabooty @cannabis-major @fellshish @heyimdove @janeway-lover @jellyfishjammin @pee-pance @iceeericeee

[may--hawk]

under the gun (ineffable remix)

Stupid on the streets of London / James Dean in the rain / Without her, it’s not the same

It’s in the middle of an utterly ridiculous car chase - like to see Bond try that over the M25, Crowley thinks - that Aziraphale appears, in between one breath and the next. It’s dark in the theater except for the screen, which flashes those wonderful lovely pictures of far-away-places that are really just bits of wood and canvas and dream. The faint creak of the seat next to Crowley, the sound of feathers folding and unfolding, whisper-soft, drowns out the muted human noises around him: rustling bags, coughs, low conversation. Out of the corner of Crowley’s eye, Aziraphale’s suit and hair catch his attention; Aziraphale is a shining white beacon in all that darkness. “Of all the movies you could interrupt,” Crowley says, without turning from the screen, “and you pick the new 007?”

Aziraphale blinks. Crowley can just see it, the long sweep of lashes. “I’m terribly sorry if the Second Coming is a tad inconvenient for you.”

Crowley turns in his seat, hand on the armrest, to look at him, finally. “Is it happening right this second?” he asks.

“No. Thank - well, someone, anyway. Me, I suppose.” Aziraphale throws a look, near-disapprobative, at the movie theater ceiling. The ceiling glints, tinned and embossed, a holdover from the old days. 1 Trouble in paradise, Crowley thinks.

“Well, then, it can wait,” Crowley says, and settles back into the on-screen chase, which has now migrated to a pair of boats. Crowley’s never had a boat. Maybe he should ought to, before boats don’t exist anymore. Boats have to have a name, though. What would he call it? The Angel, of course. Satan. Never mind. No boat. He gets seasick, anyway.

Aziraphale twitches beside him. Crowley looks at him, properly, then. He can just see Aziraphale’s halo and wings flirting with the edges of reality, bright white flutters that near-sear his eyes. “Turn your fucking phone off!” someone yells from behind them, mistaking Aziraphale’s glow for a luminous screen. Crowley snaps his fingers, and the human falls silent. Aziraphale presses his lips together, but says nothing. He leans on the armrest between them. His sleeve - which is an awful slippery fabric, feeling unpleasantly like Goodness, like Light - brushing Crowley’s fingers. Crowley jerks his hand away and Aziraphale’s face falls, then hardens.

“There’s not going to be any spy movies if you don’t help me!” Aziraphale hisses at Crowley.

“All the more reason to let me watch this in peace,” Crowley says, and Aziraphale sucks in a breath, affronted. “Yes, fine, I’ll help you,” Crowley says. “Obviously. In-” he checks his watch. “Two hours fifteen minutes.” As Aziraphale mouths two hours to himself - his lips don’t look at his lips Crowley thinks - Crowley says, “Just - go get some dinner. Or sit here and watch the movie. I don’t care.” He slouches down in the seat, kicks his long legs over the seat in front of him, and crosses his arms, settling in.

Aziraphale stays, this time.

The next time, it’s a horror movie. Hey, it’s All Hallow’s Eve, and what else is Crowley doing but waiting for the end of the world? Aziraphale’s working on something up in Heaven, getting information, codes, files. Crowley hasn’t seen him since the last movie, since they’d gone out to eat afterwards, or, well, had gone out to sit across from each other in a restaurant and look absolutely miserable (Aziraphale) or sneer at every passerby (Crowley.) Crowley’s slouched down in his cinema seat, alternating slurping loudly on his drink (whiskey in a super-sized soda cup) and rattling his ice, when there’s a ripple across his senses. A glow beside him, that soft warm eminence like a fire full of hot coals. The screen almost dulls in comparison. Aziraphale’s there, close, and the very proximity of him sends electricity zipping up and down Crowley’s spine. “Popcorn?” Crowley says, holding out the tub, which he had only gotten so he could drop it on the floor and grind it into the carpet throughout the movie.

Continue reading on AO3.

[ineffablerenz]

After the Crowley playlist I release a while back, here is Aziraphale’s. It’s very long and all over the place but I am quite proud of it. Its been a WIP since June 2019 and I still add more each few months

Featuring

Ragtime

Jazz

Crooners

Classic Broadway Showtunes

1950-1960 bebop

with a hearty scoop of Rufus Wainwright and ABBA

~Enjoy

[telekineticseance]

Just letting y'all know I make character playlists in my free time as well. So if y'all wanna check those out here they are. <3 You can also follow me if you’d like on my profile and check out my other playlists as well!

MATTREY CHARACTERS:

JOE YOUNG - ORGAZMO

DAVE THE LIGHTING GUY - ORGAZMO

JOE COOPER - BASEKETBALL

DOUG REMER - BASEKETBALL

ALFERD PACKER - CANNIBAL! THE MUSICAL

TV SHOW CHARACTERS:

EDDIE MUNSON (MORE LIKE HIS MIXTAPE) - STRANGER THINGS

CARMEN BERZATTO - THE BEAR

AZIRAPHALE - GOOD OMENS

CROWLEY - GOOD OMENS

LESTAT DE LIONCOURT - INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE

LOUIS DE POINTE DU LAC - INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE

DANIEL MOLLOY - INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE

DEAN WINCHESTER - SUPERNATURAL

HUGHIE CAMPBELL - THE BOYS

KLAUS HARGREEVES - THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY

MOVIE CHARACTERS:

ASH WILLIAMS - EVIL DEAD

EDWARD SCISSORHANDS - EDWARD SCISSORHANDS

PATRICK BATEMAN - AMERICAN PSYCHO

ART THE CLOWN - TERRIFIER

ERIC DRAVEN - THE CROW

CHAINSHIPPING - SAW

WADE WILSON - DEADPOOL

JAMES “LOGAN” HOWLETT / WOLVERINE - X-MEN

[tarasmithshifts]

𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘

sooooooo NEW YEAR IS HERE!!!

happy new year to everyone here :))) i was planning to publish marauders dr shift update but i didn't finish it LMAO and i need to split it in parts :( but 2023 SUMMARY IS HERE

music, movies, shifting, tv shows, my little progress :)) all here <3

𝓶𝓾𝓼𝓲𝓬 ˚୨୧⋆｡

about my spotify wrapped - IT'S FUCKED. okay. totally fucked. i do not agree with it, but still, i'm gonna show you some of it ୨୧

𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦𝘴: pop, rock, indie, classical music and soundtracks

𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳: what was i made for from barbie movie by billie eilish ୨୧

𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳: billie eilish (as year before, and a year before, and year before lmao)

𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴:

billie eilish

elvis presley

hans zimmer

lana del rey

lenny kravitz

but i'd like to add here david bowie, FRANK SINATRA, florence + the machine, tate mcrae, aurora, conan grey etc. etc. :)

𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

it's literally a playlist for my silly daydreamings LMAO

a lot of things that i scripted came to me when i listened to my playlists :)) so here they are:

𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘴

ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀᴇ, ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ʙᴏʀɴ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ - the ballad of songbirds and snakes dr

ɪꜰ ᴡᴇ ʙᴜʀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴜʀɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴜꜱ - the hunger games dr

ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴠᴇʟᴠᴇᴛ - marauders dr

⤷ 'ᴍʏ ᴍᴜᴍ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀɴ ᴏᴘᴇʀᴀ ꜱɪɴɢᴇʀ, ʏᴀ ᴋɴᴏᴡ?' - hope lupin playlist

⤷ “ɪ ꜱᴏʟᴇᴍɴʟʏ ꜱᴡᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ɴᴏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ.” - azrael mixtape

ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ - twilight dr

ᴅɪɴɢ ᴅᴏɴɢ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ'ꜱ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ. - hannibal dr

ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴅᴜᴇᴛ ᴠᴏʟ １ - orchestra conductor dr

ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴅᴜᴇᴛ ᴠᴏʟ 2 - orchestra conductor dr

ʜᴀꜱᴛᴀ ʟᴀ ᴠɪꜱᴛᴀ ʙᴀʙʏ - 90s fame dr

ɪ ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀᴍᴇʟᴏɴ - dirty dancing dr

ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟ - moon knight dr

ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ɢᴏᴅ ɪ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ - asgard dr

𝓶𝓸𝓿𝓲𝓮𝓼 & 𝓽𝓿 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝔀𝓼 ˚୨୧⋆｡

𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 2023

oppenheimer ☆☆☆☆☆

asteroid city ☆☆☆☆ and a half

spiderman: across the spider verse ☆☆☆☆☆

wonka ☆☆☆☆

guardians of the galaxy vol.3 ☆☆☆☆☆

𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘷 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘰𝘧 2023

good omens season 2

our flag means death s1 & 2

i watched hannibal this year!

ashoka

daisy jones and the six

𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓯𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 ˚୨୧⋆｡

I HAD A HUGEEEEEEEE PROGRESS IN 2023 AND I'M SO HAPPY BECAUSE OF THAT

like, i shifted 4 TIMES.

FOUR.

at the beggining of the year to my asgard dr (WHICH WAS CRAZY I WANT TO COME BACK THERE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE)

during summer break to my twilight dr, but it wasn't long shift. i shifted only for month :(

in october i finally shifted to my fame dr

and in december to my marauders dr for WHOLE 2 YEARS

it's the craziest thing ever that could EVER happen to me :))

i'm so proud of myself, i created new drs, and started this blog!

new drs:

the ballad of songbirds and snakes dr

dirty dancing dr

the matrix dr

the last of us dr

hannibal dr

i make those new drs like i'm crazy LMAO i need to stop making drs for now, because i have A LOT of them, i will probably give up of some of them, but only like, one or two. i love all of my drs, i literally don't want to decide (and i probably won't do that)

ANOTHER YEAR ANOTHER SHIFTING GOALS <3

𝘮𝘺 2024 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘰𝘢𝘭𝘴:

i wanna shift to my asgard dr again!

i want to finish this GODDAMN MARAUDERS DR UPDATE

i want to shift to my twilight dr <3 especially during the beggining of spring!!!

and i will make descriptions to all my drs that are in my masterlist!

i want to tell you a big THANK YOU<333

For now, it's 68 of us here, WHICH IS ACTUALLY INSANE FOR ME

i will start making some tips that helped me shift<33 REMEMBER THAT YOU CAN SHIFT TOO!!!

again, i wish you happy new year!!!!!

(2023 wa so shitty for me, hope 2024 will be better lmao)

[throne-for-queens]

2018's Binge mixtape was a rushed project he put out right after the beef just happened. The quality was bad, I remember most fans being pissed, almost as they are now with this floor 13 Edition.

The only good songs out of it were Loco and Lately and both anticipated heavy Hotel Diablo vibes. Between the mixtape and HD'19 there was a scrapped album, Delirium, his circle adviced him against.

This might be a good omens, maybe it's happening again and what's coming next is nearly as great as, if not more, as the original version of 🏨😈.

If his circle is honest again and he's willing to listen to them, if El Pistolero actually anticipates the vibes on the next joint, maybe we could have another masterpiece ahead of us.

Cause this Deluxe was not it, if feels like a money grab, just like Binge felt.

I think binge was something he always wanted to put out for a mixtape, but should have held off especially since expectations were so high. Eminem called him a mumble rapper and he put out a party mixtape right after, which didn't help him at all. And I think everyone knows he is not a mumble rapper and has some real talent, Binge just didn't showcase those talents accurately.

Now as for HD part two, I don't think he needed to re-release the album again, if anything he could have just re-released the merch (with some new designs) and el pistolero, I think that would have been fine. I think my problem with re-release is that it felt pushed. He most likely felt the need to do something for the five year anniversary, but the plan just didn't translate correctly and that's okay, maybe when he's ready and we get a new album, mixtape, or whatever, it'll feel new and fresh rather than an extension of his old projects.