#good omemes
He’s just a ray of sun shine on his own
*Crowley about to leave the book shop*
Aziraphale: There’s a pandemic going on, we cannot go outside dear boy!
Crowley who knew about the virus because hell made it and didnt tell Aziraphale so he would have an excuse to stay inside and cuddle with his angel: Ah truly unfortunate, how do you like your tea?
Hastur had to have eventually killed that man
We know that God must have them confess after 6000 years and is just like fuck it I’ll let them have this
Considering cross stitch to bring on the flight. I should maybe just do the Betly as I know some people wanted that one, but I have a grey and an orange to lock down still.
I really need to stop making patterns and then never finishing then as actual stitch work…
Crowley: Money can’t buy you happiness, but it can buy you wonderful clothes
Aziraphale: Do clothes make you happy?
Crowley: The clothes mask my internal emotional mess
Crowley: In an incredibly stylish way
Aziraphale: Crowley noo
Aziraphale: The food is too hot, I can’t eat it
Crowley: You’re hot too and i still eat you
Aziraphale:*blushes*
Crowley: *winks at him*
The Rest at the table: What the-
Crowley: I don’t do “Love”. Love is for fools
Aziraphale:Hello
Crowley:
Crowley:Fuck
Anathema: So how is your life going Crowley?
Crowley: I don’t know let me ask him
Crowley: AZIRAPHALE HOW ARE YOU?
Aziraphale: I am very well, thanks!
Crowley: Yeah looks like my life is very well
Crowley: Ughh, last night I couldn’t sleep
Anathema: You know what they say, if you can’t sleep it’s because someone is thinking about you
Crowley: Yeah? But who the fuck would think about me at 3 a.m.?!
Aziraphale: *silenced gay panic*
Crowley: Old people at Weddings always poke me and say “you’re next”
Crowley: They say it’s a tradition
Crowley: So I started doing the same thing at funerals
Newt: Why is crowley laying face down on the Table?
Anathema: Aziraphale kissed him on the cheek for saving him the last crêpes
Aziraphale:*exists*
Crowley: I didn’t know the earth had two suns
Aziraphale:Crowley?
Crowley: Yes Angel?
Aziraphale: A fyddwch yn priodi mi?
Crowley: I don’t know what this is but yes?
Aziraphale: *happy as he could be*
*“A fyddwch yn priodi mi?” Means “will you marry me?” in welsh (according to google translator) :)
Aziraphale: *notices that crowley has been in the bathroom for 2 hours*
Aziraphale: *knocking on the door* Hey Crowley, are you okay?
Crowley: *panicking, not wanting anyone to know he’s been crying* uMm yEs i jUsT fEel a LiTtLe sIck
Aziraphale: Treat cockroaches the way you want to be treated
Crowley: Killed without hesitation
Aziraphale: Crowley noooo
Aziraphale: You made a fancy Breakfast for me? Ohh thank you
Crowley: Yeah, there is actually a surprise in your egg
Aziraphale: [Opens egg an get a note out] Ohhh “I love you”
Aziraphale: How cute, I love you too egg!
Crowley:
Crowley: *writes something*
Aziraphale: What’s this?
Crowley: It’s my to-do list
Aziraphale: But there is only my name on it?
Crowley:Exactly
Hastur: Why are you looking at me through a fork?
Crowley: I’m pretending you’re in jail
Hastur:Why?
Crowley: Spiritually healing
Crowley: I’m going to sing a song for you
Aziraphale:Ok
Crowley: It’s called “My life so far”
Aziraphale:
Crowley: *inhales and plays a chord*
Crowley:*SCREEEAMMSSS*
Crowley:Aziraphale?
Aziraphale:Yes?
Crowley: Do you want to see a butterfly?
Aziraphale:Yes!
Crowley:[throws butter across the room]
Aziraphale: What the-
Anathema: Hey Aziraphale, are you free on Friday? Like, around 8 pm?
Aziraphale: Yes, I am.
Anathema: And you Crowley?
Crowley: Umm yes?
Anathema: Great! Because I’m not. You two go out without me. Enjoy your date!
Crowley: Did she just-
Adam: Is there a word that’s a mix between angry and sad?
Aziraphale: Malcontent, disgruntled, miserable
Crowley:Smad
Crowley: When i become a spy i’m gonna be agent c
Crowley: tell everyone i’m spy-c
Crowley: You have a face.
Aziraphale: Yes, I do.
Crowley: I mean nice. You have a nice face.
Aziraphale: Thanks I think.
Crowley: Please accept my attempt at flirting. I don’t know what I’m doing.
Crowley: Do i look straight?
Aziraphale: Not in the slightest
Crowley: No, i mean my parking job
Aziraphale: Oh, in that Case yes
Old sketch from my old sketchbook.
so I don’t usually self promote like this but I wanted to share my prose interpretation performance on the 1st page of good omens for an online (due to the quarantine) speech tournament!!
I seriously thought the good omens fandom was normal, then I saw the snake smut
Good Omens is growing on me.
Thank you @neil-gaiman (And Terry) for the series and book. Enjoy the best duo of odd Godfathers!!
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