#ineffable lovers

[meanwhile-at-the-cottage]

Today, Crowley paused in the hallway to muse over yet another bunch of mistletoe he had seen around the house. He had quickly figured out Aziraphale had “hidden” several bunches in order to surprise him, and thought it was incredibly sweet. He didn’t mind– he’d take extra angel kisses any day.

[orth82]

The husbands stepped outside to admire the snow but soon got lost in each other's eyes

❄️🤍❄️🖤❄️🤍❄️🖤❄️🤍❄️🖤❄️🤍❄️

Loads more lovingly drawn Aziracrow silliness on my free Patreon 🫶

[ingravinoveritas]

Happy Birthday, and thank you so much for continuing to share your wonderful art with us!

❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️Happy birthday to me!❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️ ❄️❄️❄️and happy holidays to all of you!❄️❄️❄️

[flintstill]

thinking about Aziraphale and Crowley drinking in the bookshop in the evening around Christmastime, after Aziraphale had obtained and decorated a Christmas tree (and maybe he begged Crowley to help him get it with the help of the Bentley as an excuse to spend time together instead of having one delivered),

and Aziraphale popping into the backroom to bring back a tin of biscuits for himself, leaving Crowley alone for a minute, and Crowley gets up to look at the tree while he's alone and waiting for his angel: looks at the lights and the shiny round baubles,

and then comes across a hanging miniature of his beloved Bentley.

And him just being struck by numerous emotions at the sight of something related to him on Aziraphale’s tree… barely noticing Aziraphale's footsteps as he comes back from the backd

[sour-patch-shits]

dm me to rave about good omens and become friends

literally wanna yap about this stuff so bad

[diavalkitty]

Oo-oh

I am the sand in bottom half of the hourglass...

[crowleys-hips]

[zivilzz]

I don’t know where we are in the grand scheme of things, but I just wanna be hugging you tonight. 💔

(A painting I made inspired by Romantic Encounter by Mihaly von Zichy)

(Use the Cardd link in my bio to buy and pick up a Print)

[heohl-art]

so proud I could screaming😭🩷✨

• Together in the South Downs • [finished]

I'm like... absolutely tickety-boo!🥹

[gleafer]

*reads news*

THIS IS FINE. I’M NOT PANICKING. THEY DIDN’T WAIT TOO LONG TO DO THIS. WE’RE FIIIIIIIIIIIINE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAdrinkpunchcry

Sweet GEEBUZ, I need a distraction!

Have Muchas Smooches⬇️

[omens-for-ophelia]

"Oh, 'appiness is bloomin' all around 'er The daffodils are smilin' at the dove..." "A lady needn't fear when you are near, Your sweet gentility is crystal clear..."

part 3 of my ineffable kisses series - imagining some kisses throughout time that went decidedly better than That Kiss did... ...the GO ref library study club theme was Nanny & Francis this week... how could i possibly resist?

<< start || part 2 || part 3 - 2012, the dowling years || part 4 || part 5 || part 6 || part 7 || part 8 || part 9 >>

this one is quite a lot tamer than the last two, hehe, but please do keep sending me suggestions for what to draw next! 🩷

[meanwhile-at-the-cottage]

Today Crowley surprised Aziraphale with a romantic Christmas Eve sleigh ride. He hadn’t done weather in ages, but he managed to make it snow gently as they rode through the countryside.

[procrastiel]

Things Neil Gaiman said about our ineffable husbands that make my heart skip a few beats:

- this is a love story

- they like holding hands

- they held hands in season 1 (he let us figure out that it was on the bus)

- it’s implied that Aziraphale stayed at Crowley’s apartment the night after the No-pocalypse

- this is a love story

- roughly 4 years passed between s1 and 2

- they will have a cottage in the South Downs at some point

- shoemaker-cum-obstetrician

- he called Michael and David ‘my boys’

[jawnlockblog]

all of us right now:

[metalmiez]

‚You’re getting sappy again, angel.‘

‚Hmmm, I don’t see why that’s a problem‘ said angel murmured and his grip around the demon’s waist tightened.

Crowley rolled his eyes, but he couldn’t fight the fond smile that creeped up his lips. His left hand found its way into the angel’s curls and he placed a gentle kiss on Aziraphale’s hairline, lingered into the soft touch. The angel hummed and caressed the demons back.

‚Who‘s the sappy one now?‘ he teased.

‚Oh, shut up‘ Crowley complained, lips still on the angel‘s forehead. He felt Aziraphale laugh.

‚I’m sorry, my love. Of course that‘s all part of your malicious, evil plan‘

‚M‘yea. Very malicious plan‘ the demon grumbled as he put his arms around the angels neck ‚Very, very evil.‘