#michael sheen in love with david tennant

[unforgivablego]

I'd like to know also what was that? Was it scripted too? If so, then was it more like “he runs his eyes on Crowley's body with a BIG DESIRE" or was it "he stares at Crowley like his favourite food"? Or it's just Michael Sheen again?

[hansoeii]

the girls!

[goost55]

There is nothing platonic about the way aziraphale says “very nice” after Crowleys dance

I mean, the angel practically said “that’s right, you’re my bitch” while checking him out

[darthbreezy]

Just going to put this here. Pass it on.

[jawnlockblog]

all of us right now:

[tardxsblues]

Because you and Mr. Fell don't ever talk to each other. We talk all the time. We've been talking for millions of years. Bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla. I say something brilliant, and he says something unintentionally funny back. It's great. You never say what you're really thinking.

[tampire]

(insp)

[ineffableaddiction]

I love the joy of this scene. It’s one of the rare times where Crowley seems childlike after the fall.

Bonus: Aziraphale’s reaction 😂

[bookofisa]

*Aziraphale ignoring the fact that she can understand English and continues to talk in bad French*

Crowely : why am I in love with this idiot ffs

[crispyanonart]

in my mind this is what they're up to leave me alone

[unforgivablego]

Neil Gaiman: you need just play like you’re in love with Crowley

Michael Sheen: someone said play? like in love? with Crowley?

[televised-eyes]

the way crowley’s lil head bobble lines up perfectly with aziraphale touching his back, it’s as if the touch caused an involuntary shiver up crowley’s spine…

[wickedlittlet0wn]

everyone remembers the original promo photo for good omens s2, right?

this one ^ in case you don’t.

anyway i just felt like pointing out that they are,,,,, sheltered under something,,, together,,,, during a rainstorm,,,,,,, neil has been dropping clues from day 1 bro he knew what he was doing

[captain-flint]

Crowley literally fighting for his life here looking like he's about to throw up and pass out trying to 'hold that thought'

[tardxsblues]

We don't need heaven, we don't need hell. They're toxic. We need to get away from them -- just be an us.

[metalmiez]

It's ineffable, my dear

With a content sigh, the demon slung his left arm around the angel. He snaked his head across Aziraphale's right shoulder and nuzzled his nose against his cheek.

"Whatcha doin', angel?" Crowley murmured lazily and pressed a kiss against Aziraphale's temple. He felt the angel lean into the soft touch, humming softly.

"About to put the kettle on for my afternoon tea. Did you have a nice nap, dear?" His warm hand wrapped around Crowley's and tenderly caressed the skin on his wrist.

"Mrm. Would've been nicer if someone had allowed me to sleep around his neck."

Aziraphale chuckled.

"You nearly discorporated me last time, when you turned back into your human shape in your sleep, darling."

Crowley grinned about this particular memory. He wanted to tease his angel more, but his silly thoughts derailed when he felt Aziraphale's right hand reaching out and caressing his hair. The demon hummed appreciatively and leaned his face against the soft fabric of his sky-blue shirt. For Satan's sake, it shouldn't feel so nice to bask in Aziraphale's warmth and tender touch - he was a demon after all.

But on the other hand. He had grown quite comfortable in Aziraphale's presence. Every soft touch, every kiss, every affectionate nickname had burned away a tiny bit of Crowley's millennia-old defense. Truth be told, he really liked the tender affections, and to be soft and vulnerable and gentle. If he ever felt the urge to be demonic, he still had his plants to threaten.

With another sigh, he closed his eyes and leaned closer.

I felt the urge to draw some tooth rotting fluff again, and the urge to grin like an idiot was strong with this one. Hopefully, it gives you the same amount of dopamine as it gave me while drawing it <3