#please renew season 3

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The three tones according to Crowley:

1. bored

*phone rings*

Crowley: *picks it up* Oi?

Aziraphale: Crowley you’re not doing anything right?

Crowley: n-no I guess not why?

Aziraphale: oh just because I was trying to occupy myself with books but not even that is working. S-so I was wondering if we can-

Crowley: *smiles* let me guess, wanna drink wine and chat together?

Aziraphale: *Blushes lightly* y-yeah, I mean! If that’s okay with you my dear?

Crowley: say no more angel, I’ll be there any moment now.

2. He have to say something before he pops.

*phone rings*

Crowley: yeah a-

Aziraphale: *jumps up and down with a smile* oh! Crowley! You won’t believe what happen today!

Crowley: *smiles as he press the phone under his ear* oh what happen today angel?

Azirpahale: *blushes make a joyful humming sound as he snaps his finger in excitement with a pleasant smile* so! I was reading a book about botany like you recommended and oh Crowley it been such a delight! I’ve learn marvelous things and tips on taking care of the plants if I ever one one; I can see why you have such love for them, did you know that….

*Azirpahale continue to talk about botany but Crowley smiles softly as he listen to his favorite angel be excited about something he learned. Never interrupts him once, just listen to his voice as his angel being happy is what make him happy as well*

3. Something’s wrong

Crowley: *picks up the phone as it rang* hey aziraphale what’s going on.

Aziraphale: *sniffs* h-hey. I’m sorry, I was just r-reading a book and-

Crowley: say no more, I’ll be over very soon. Is there anything you need before I go give you cuddles and listen to what made you cry, angel?

Azirphale: *stiff* can you get me m-marshmallow for my coco?

Crowley: say no more-

[ofmd-ann]

[biceratops7]

you guys it’s go time, let’s take stock:

I’ve been around the block getting favorite shows renewed. Here’s what we need to ask ourselves:

What is a hashtag we can all agree along the lines of “renew good omens”? I propose just that, #renew good omens (or #RenewGoodOmens on other platforms), short and simple. Tag it on EVERYTHING. COMMENT it on everything.

What are Amazon Prime’s most used social medias? Where are they most likely to interact with fans and actually SEE these tagged posts? Post any good omens thing you make THERE.

How are the shoes actual reviews fairing? What is the imbd and rotten tomatoes score? Make a log in, and show your love THERE.

Re-watching is ENDLESSLY important, we need to be doing that until the cows come home. But there’s no guarantee it’ll work in isolation. Don’t forget we need to do more.

First of all, it communicates to the networks in a massive, organized wave that we aren’t just watching the show casually. That it MEANS something to us and we’ll hype the FUCK up out of a season 3. Second of all, it gets the news out to potential NEW audiences that can join the team and help us in this endeavor.

@amazonprime @amazon (oh good! You’re here 🙂)

@goodomensonprime

[nortsauce]

Absolutely Devastated by the recent news of OFMD’s cancellation.

I thought I’d take this opportunity to share the screenshot redraws I did on instagram.

This show changed media forever imo, and I don’t think there will be anything that could replicate the joy and love that was poured into Our Flag Means Death, but I know so many more queer positive stories will only bloom from here on out.

Thank you to the Crew 🏴‍☠️

[princeloww]

[noonemonitorsmyscreentime]

Now I'm down bad crying at the bar

Everything comes out teenage petulance

"What if I can't have her"

"I might just die, it would make no difference."

Down bad, waking up in blood

Staring at the sky, come back and pick me up

What if I can't have us.

I might just not get up

I might stay down bad

[rey-jake-therapist]

Wow, they really need to announce the renewal of season 3 now, or say it's cancelled if it is what it is, but they should just SAY SOMETHING now, before this fandom implodes !

I can feel it in the air, or rather in the tags. There's a tension in the fandom so thick you could cut it with a knife and it's never good when it happens. Posts are misunderstood, witch hunts are launched over nothing, it all divises a fandom that's otherwise pretty peaceful despite the many different opinions and interpretations of the characters and relationships...

AMAZON C'MON NOW YOU CAN DO IT !!

[stedefxckingbonnet]

hello hello! i don’t think i’ve seen anything like this yet, so may i request izzy x gn!reader who’s a bit insecure?

maybe they struggle with body image or something and izzy is basically like “how are they so blind??” but he struggles to express it because he’s never had to be so soft for anyone?

of course, ignore it if you’re not comfortable with it! :)

Hi, everyone!!

So, it's been a while. And I mean, a while. Longer than I wanted to step away from writing, and I never really wanted to step away from it in the first place but some stuff happened and yada yada. But I'm truly, truly hoping to be back and writing again to some capacity, I have truly missed writing for Izzy and for you all and I feel as though the world needs Izzy Hands content now more than ever! I truly do hope to be back.

I hope you don't mind that I put my own spin onto this, anon! You provided the lovely central plot and idea, and I simply provided an atmosphere and story to go with. Body image/insecurity is something I struggle with too, no matter how many times people tell me that I am beautiful, and I tried to channel that in this one. I am also not trying to send the message that other people's validation is what can make a person feel better about themself! I am more so trying to convey that the one(s) we love can often show us things about ourselves that we didn't know were there or didn't see before, and that they help us to love and appreciate these things about ourselves, and ourselves in general. You all who are reading this are so, so wonderful and beautiful and extraordinary even if you have a hard time believing it, and maybe your comfort character can help you to believe it a bit more in this little fic♡

Anyhow, please, request! Don't hesitate! My messages are also always open for anyone who needs anything but also just to say hi or talk about anything really. Thank you all for your everlasting support, patience, and kindness especially through my sort of absence ♡ Also, please, if I have used your gif or you know who created it, please credit yourself or them! I am not always good at figuring that sort of stuff out, but I want to give credit where credit is due. Have a wonderful day (or night), everyone!

Love,

Lavinia

What I See | Izzy Hands x Reader

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, slight swearing, struggles with body image and insecurity, very direct izzy (in a good, affectionate way but may be inaccurate ish? but i believe it isn't)

Word Count: 2525

"I just don't understand it!" the first mate angrily threw his hands up in the air. "I just don't understand why Bonnet is dragging us to one of those stupid...fancy people gatherings."

You couldn't help but laugh at such a sight, seeing Izzy Hands so distraught, though his usual cloud of anguish didn't seem to surround him. This was different, something you couldn't exactly place, but it was endearing nonetheless. "A ball, you mean?" your lips curled into a playful smile.

"I don't care what it's called," Izzy grumbled. "All I know is that I don't want to be there."

"It could be fun!" you suggested, your smile growing larger.

"Has Bonnet brainwashed you somehow?" Izzy rolled his eyes, but for just a moment, maybe, you could have sworn you saw a smile on the first mate's visage.

"If worse comes to worse, there'll be plenty of alcohol to drink," you laughed, softly squeezing Izzy's shoulder. Subtle touches like these between the two of you were second nature, almost instinctual, yet you were certain Izzy didn't make much of it and plainly saw them as something friendly. You almost sighed at such a thought.

And perhaps you had your own motives for wanting to drag Israel Hands along to such an event. Perhaps it gave you an excuse to hold him close to you without him suspecting a single thing, just that it was all custom meant to be followed in such a setting. You thought maybe, just maybe, it would be the opportune night to spend some more time with Izzy, just the two of you in the moonlight, dancing and chatting the night away, cheek to cheek...

"Fancy people alcohol," Izzy groaned in response, snapping you out of your daydream, to which luckily, he didn't notice you had slipped into in the first place.

"It's better than nothing," you rolled your eyes playfully. "Now, come on. Bonnet's got some fabrics for us to borrow, he says. I've come to fetch you," you now smiled teasingly.

"Oh, joy!" Izzy exclaimed sarcastically, yet he still followed your lead.

The only reason he was even remotely tolerating the night ahead was to be able to find himself closer to you, away from the chaos of The Revenge and all else it had to offer. Spending a night with you wouldn't be dreadful in the slightest for Izzy, and had you not been attending at all, he wouldn't even hesitate to let Ed and Stede go off to this awful event by themselves. But even Stede knew that your presence was enough to get Izzy to agree to such a thing, and really, what could be more convincing than you?

Before Izzy could comprehend it, your figure was wrapped in an ethereal ensemble. You studied yourself in the mirror, a frown naturally falling upon your face, though it quickly faltered as he came into view.

By the sea gods, you looked astonishing. Izzy already knew you would be the most bewitching of the ball, and that perhaps he would have to compete with other awful suitors of high society to even just get a moment alone with you. He almost became troubled at the thought, but your unmatched beauty was enough to distract him from such a notion. You had taken his breath away and this wasn't exactly a feeling he was used to, though it wasn't one that he disliked. No, not at all. In fact, he could get used to this, and he wanted to. Even though his own reflection stood right before him, he couldn't take his eyes off of you. He never could have fathomed until he met you that someone could be so breathtaking, so...alluring.

But all you were thinking about is how your clothing seemed to accentuate all of the wrong features, in your eyes.

'And the color—it washes me out, doesn't it?' you thought to yourself, almost fighting back tears.

Finally, Izzy spoke, though he immediately regret doing so. "Will you be comfortable?" He almost began to scold himself. 'That's all you have to say? This attractive person is standing right beside you and that's all you can manage to say?'

"Oh, yes. I've got plenty of moving room," you assured him, doing your best to step out of your own head for a moment. You even tried to shoot him a convincing smile. "I'll be just fine."

Finally, your eyes wandered over to his image, instead of focusing either at your own reflection or onto the ground. You felt your face becoming warm as you caught a glimpse of the man before you—how he was transformed, yet, still the Izzy Hands you knew and loved. Only elevated, and even more enchanting than usual. Your jaw almost dropped to the ground.

"What? I look fucking dumb, don't I?" Izzy laughed annoyedly.

"No! No, Izzy, you look..."

Before you could finish your statement, Stede rushed in. "You two ready to go? Oh, look at the two of you! You look divine!"

You looked over at Izzy, sending a supportive, yet spirited smile his way. Izzy couldn't help but return the sentiment as the two of you were ushered off of the ship and into another realm unbeknownst to the both of you.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Some of the sweetest melodies you had ever heard began to surround you as you stepped into the ornately decorated room. You could hardly believe how much space there was in just one part of this residence, and that it was dedicated for dancing and other sorts of happenings similar to these. Before you knew it, for just a moment, you succumbed to your wonder of what having a life like this would entail, though you were quickly reminded of your distaste towards it when you saw a woman weeping and being chased out of the room by a man screaming extreme obscenities toward her. You and Izzy slowly looked toward one another in disbelief, the both of you fighting off laughter.

"It's not too late to get out of here," Izzy whispered.

You rolled your eyes with that same familiar grin this action always seemed to come with. "We're hardly even here."

Defeated, Izzy sighed and slumped against a wall, though quickly coming off it as soon as he spotted Stede glaring daggers at him from across the room. Another sigh escaped his lips, and you burst into a fit of laughter, unable to contain yourself. As annoyed as Izzy was at what just happened, your laughter was an antidote, and he was certainly taking it in.

Though, his newfound smile quickly faltered when he noticed a handsome stranger eyeing you from a few feet away. But you didn't even notice that someone else had noticed you—you only cared if the man in front of you had, and he seemed to be occupied by something else.

"Iz?" you asked in confusion. "What is it?"

Without another word, Izzy motioned his head to the side, to which you finally noticed the attention of another that you had captured.

"And?" you shook your head, unsure of what Izzy had been insinuating.

"He wants to dance with you," Izzy pointed out, rolling his eyes without realizing. "And you should have some fun. Don't let me hold you back."

You opened your mouth to speak in protest, but quickly closed it once again. How would you admit, in the midst of a stuffy room with a plethora of people you don't know who are all dancing and speaking at the top of their lungs, that all you had looked forward to this evening was to sharing a dance with Izzy Hands and no one else? That it was the only reason you even considered forcing yourself into an outfit that made you feel bad about yourself, even worse than you already do, and surrounding yourself with a million strangers whilst doing it? The thought alone sounded like a nightmare, but with Izzy by your side, it sounded like a dream come true. But Izzy was pushing you toward this stranger before you could comprehend it, and then you watched Izzy's figure disappear slowly into the distance as you were whisked away.

"I've never seen you here before," the stranger pointed out. "And if I had, I think I'd remember a beautiful person such as yourself."

These words made your insides twist. Your companion spoke with sincerity, but you couldn't bring yourself to believe it. 'He's just being polite,' you told yourself, brushing it off.

"It's been a few years," you lied, not wanting to blow your cover, or especially Stede's cover, as you were sure he wasn't exactly welcomed back into an environment such as this. "I don't usually speak to many."

"Well, isn't it my lucky day then?" he laughed. "No one here even compares to you. You are something special. What did you say your name was?"

But before the perhaps unlucky stranger knew it, you were nowhere to be found. You kept running until your environs became darker, and the moon was your only source of light. You leaned against the railing of a balcony, your vision blurred by tears. You flinched upon feeling a hand on your shoulder, but quickly relaxed once you noticed out of your periphery that it was none other than Izzy's touch.

"Did he offend you? I swear, I'll have his head before he can even fucking think of using it again—"

"No, no. He didn't. It's fine, really," you shrugged, blinking back tears to the best of your ability. But even the darkness of the night failed to hide your misery. Izzy softened upon noticing your state.

"What is it?" he asked, concern dripping from his voice as he looked at you intently. You stared at your hands gripping the railing, but you quickly tore your eyes away from that sight and stared out into the night.

"I—This is why I didn't want to come tonight!" you exclaimed.

"You—but you were so—"

"Excited? Yeah, right," you laughed sadly, shaking your head.

"What is it?" Izzy repeated, worry written all over his face. "Are you sure I don't need to behead anyone?"

Another laugh escaped you. "No, Izzy. He—he said I was beautiful. That's not a crime."

"He wasn't wrong," Izzy shrugged, a small smile making its way onto his face. With this, you couldn't help but meet Izzy's eyes, and you couldn't help but return a smile. Though quickly, it vanished, and your original demeanor overtook you once again.

"He was though," you protested. "This is why I don't like coming to these things. Squeezing myself into these clothes."

"I know these clothes are a bit ridiculous," Izzy laughed. "But yet you still manage to be so...beautiful."

Your heart began to do pirouettes inside your chest. For once in your life, part of you believed such a statement could be directed toward yourself. But Izzy could see the plagued expression on your face.

"You don't believe me?"

You shook your head as you finally allowed tears to fall down your face and drip onto your chest. Izzy frowned and took a few steps closer to you so as to gently wipe away your tears with his thumb, though his hand lingered for a moment longer, caressing your cheek as he was about to speak.

"You could be covered in dirt and I'd still find you beautiful," Izzy assured you. "You know, when I first saw you, I knew even then that you were. And you become more so every single day. You are the most enchanting person I've ever crossed paths with and laid my eyes upon. And there's so many things about the world I find are awful to have to experience and look at, but not you. You're the opposite of everything that's wrong with the world."

Sobs escaped your chest as you fell into Izzy's arms, to which he instinctively caught you, engulfing you carefully in his arms. He softly wrapped his fingers in your hair as he held you. 'I am holding the world in my arms right now,' he thought to himself, and thank the sea gods your face was buried into the crook of his neck and you couldn't see the grin that conquered his lips.

As for you, you never believed it when anyone else said these sorts of things to you. You found it impossible to believe these things about yourself; there were even days where you'd purposefully avoid any sort of reflective surface just to ensure that you don't break down. Sometimes, you couldn't even bear to look at yourself. But hearing Izzy declaring all of this to you—for the first time, perhaps you would actually be able to believe it.

Your silence made beads of sweat form atop Izzy's temple, but he didn't dare let you go to wipe them away. You clung onto him tighter, which only thawed Izzy's heart even more. He couldn't believe all that he just said, even though it was all true, and your lack of a response made his heart race even more.

"You are beautiful," Izzy repeated as he melted into your embrace, and embraced the shared silence. Something about it was comforting in a way he had never experienced before. If he could, he would exist in this moment forever.

Finally, you slowly pulled away, though your hands still clung onto the first mate's arms, and your faces were a short distance away from one another. At the same time, the two of you leaned in to close said distance between the two of you, and all bits of yearning, desire, love, and desperation poured out into this moment. Even without Izzy's words, he had already managed to make you feel lovely in every way even just by him being around. He was the one person who managed to help you see what was so amazing about yourself. You quickly melted into the sudden collision of your lips and he kissed you with a fervor that you had been craving from him for as long as you could remember. You smiled against his lips, and once air became scarce, the two of you simultaneously sought it. Once you both pulled apart for air, a collective joyous laugh filled both of your ears.

"I only wanted to come to this stupid thing because you'd be here," you admitted, and you were sure your cheeks were as red as the roses in the garden that surrounded you.

Izzy couldn't help but smile. "I wasn't going to come until Bonnet mentioned you would be. I meant what I said, you know. You are beautiful, and I'm sorry, but you're fucking dumb if you don't see that."

You threw your head back as you laughed before meeting Izzy's gaze once again. "You are so beautiful," Izzy repeated once again, all teasing aside to show his sincerity. You reached for his hand and squeezed it tenderly as the two of you looked out into nighttime, but all Izzy could focus on was how even more ravishing you looked as the moon illuminated your face.

[stardust-ti]

So, what's your most controversial take about OFMD?

I don't think Ed and Stede should get married in season 3.

They have a huge list of issues they still haven't addressed and are still relatively early in their relationship. If you skip past all that growth just to rush into the marriage. What are we even watching for?

Besides

They don't need marriage to be together happily.

I hate when that's the pedestal everyone worships.

[angel-and-the-serpent]

GOOD OMENS FANDOM. ASSEMBLE

GUYS

GUYSSS

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Something I wondered (warning maybe a little spoilers for season 2 and lot for season 1 if you haven’t caught up or are new to the fandom) is that given that season 3, would we see characters from season 1 again or maybe even some for season 2?

I know for sure, Muriel will show up again, I hope so I love them, they’re my adopted child, and one of my favorite character from season 2 besides Maggie and Nina (I love these two so much). I hope for season 3 we get to see the dynamic with Crowley and Muriel (I’ve read some fanfic where Crowley is the unofficial official step-dad to Muriel and I love that! I want to see that bond) and maybe see them work together again. I do also want to see where their arc are going to go, I just hope nothing bad happens to them.

I think it would be very shocking if they decided to bring back say Anathema and The them. Only because it seem that their stories have been completed, it done and their going on with their lives not knowing if the world will end again. I won’t lie, I do miss them, especially the them. I think if they were to say come back to season 3 it would to maybe team with Crowley/Muriel to try to stop the end of the world all over again (especially since it evidently clear that Adam still have his power, so maybe we get to see how that goes from there) or maybe save Aziraphale (who knows). I won’t be surprised if they never come back, their stories have ended on a good note and I don’t think they would want to go through another operation stop armageddon again lol, I don’t blame them, they literally saw Satan. Fucking Satan, so I doubt they would come back but if they did, that would be a cool surprise.

Speaking of Satan, now I know he got defeated back in season 1 by Adam, I think my biggest qualm with season 1 is that we didn’t really get to see much of Satan and he seem like a wasted potential or missed opportunity however I wonder giving how it all unfolding if Satan’s going to come back and make an appearance? I mean if armageddon is getting a sequel and a possible war; you best believe we might see him again. Maybe even see God for the first time, which I do find interesting we saw Satan first but we never see what God look like. Either way, if Satan does come back, this will be one hell of a ride. Literally. But I do wonder if we get to see Beelzebub again, I mean then again given their ending with Gabriel, I don’t know, but just imagine the interaction like:

“Yeah I’m dating an Angel, an Archangel at that what of it?”

Only for Satan to say

“Uh, cool but we literally in a war against Heaven you’re bringing this up now?!”

Okay, sorry, moving on, speaking of season 2, I wonder if Maggie and Nina will come back too? I hope so, I love them, I want what they have. I do have a thought that maybe they comfort Crowley after the aftermath. I doubt they would ever want to join the whole operation: stop armageddon, but if they do, Maggie and Nina will be so badass I have faith that they will do whatever it takes to save humanity and earth (to be a  parallel of how Crowley and Aziraphale would stop at nothing to save earth even if they have to fight for it as I read a post where Nina and Maggie are very similar to Ineffable Husband and I full-heartedly agree on this!) I do hope they come back, but if they don’t, what can you do?

Now this was hinted, but I can be misreading it, but I feel we might see Aziraphale’s flaming sword again, because the sword seem integral for season 1, Aziraphale giving Adam and Eve the sword was what kickstarted Crowley and Aziraphale’s friendship, and really everything that goes from there. It make me wonder where it is now (I know with that mailman guy, but given that the four horse of the apocalypse are kinda no more, make you wonder where it is now). And we did see at the end for season 1, episode 6 that he was evidently hesitant to give it away again, does he secretly miss his sword? Does he wish he have kept it after stopping the end of the war? Whatever it was, he surely wasn’t confident on letting it go, so me thinks that we will see Aziraphale wield it again, whether it because he have to fight in this war….or maybe….he might fight against heaven? Maybe specifically metatron? Or maybe against hell? You know there so many that can go, and I am confident Neil Gaiman will do an fantastic job, and I can’t wait to see where season 3 will go (whether it get renewed or be turn into a book. Which remind me, side note: I am really hoping that the studios will be able to pay their writers and actors, im not saying it for the sake of good omens, I’m saying it for the sake of the future of writers, actors and entertainment as a whole. They deserve their flowers, the praise and a better payment. As someone who want to one day be an author and want to write shows for my stories like Neil Gaiman, it saddens me that these studios won’t even as far as give them fair payment, and my heart absolutely goes out for the writers and actors, they put in the work that make the magic happen on screen and it scares me that there uncertainties on how this will all go, and I really don’t understand how hard is it to pay your writers/actor but what I do say is I stand for the writers and actors and I am very confident that they will be able to get what they want and be able to have their well deserved spotlight. Sorry for this off topic ramble, I just needed to get that out the way.)

Back to it, I do wonder if we hastur again? I was kinda surprised we didn’t see him in season 2, not because I wanted him back, just that he play a semi- big role for season 1 so for him to not show up in season 2 is kinda like “huh, wonder what happen to him”. So I wonder if he’ll make a comeback.

I think that’s it? I mean I’m sure I’m missing someone (I was gonna mention Newton, but if anathema might come back, he might come back so eh.) but those are my thoughts, do you have a character you hope come back for season 3 that I didn’t/did mention? Or what character do you hope NOT to see again? I’m curious 👀👁️👁️

[schrutexbucks]

2/xx

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[myswimmingpewl]

I headcanon that crowley hates halloween. He hates the attention that hell gets once a year and he hates how inaccurate everything is. He keeps saying to aziraphale how those demons don't look realistic at all and these humans should see some real demons once in a while.

Aziraphale on the other hand loves halloween. He loves the silly costumes and he also loves how people get sweets and says it really helps the neighbourhood get to know eachother.

Every year, aziraphale forces crowley to find a costume (a new one each year) and they go trick or treating together. At first, crowley isn't enthusiastic and hates it but by the end of the night, he's so giddy and wants to go to more houses. Azi has to drag him back home.

Each year they go through the same cycle and crowley denies ever enjoying this holiday

[ramblesandrambling]

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