Ineffable Celestial Lovers

Good Omens pro-shipper blog. Minors should blacklist the NSFW tag if you want to follow, cause mature content will be posted. main-acc-of-armada-of-ships is well my main that you might see following, asking or commenting. If you are interested in my fanfiction(s), ask me for a link.

[iwouldfuckajcrowley]

anyone else thirsty af for crowley-as-aziraphale? god bless michael sheen's acting. the difference in those scenes (the pursing of the lips, the hip-walk, the general broodiness) is subtle but so palpable and so, so hot. (asked this to the counterpart blog as well bc i'm not really sure which one this fell under. i am horny and confused.)

[jellybug37]

Perfect!!

[the-moon-loves-the-sea]

Oh my GOD why does this work so well.

[ineffablegame]

Shoutout to Ned Dennehy for taking every scene with Hastur and dialing it up to 1000. The screaming fit after Ligur gets his terminal bath, the weird moaning as he bites his own knuckle until it bleeds, the creepy hysterics at “one big avocado,” the way he is CLEARLY unused to modes of transportation that exceed 15mph and looks like he’s gonna barf in the Bentley - all so excessively perfect. A+ Hastur.

[cliopadra]

shoe yeet  The Swing (Jean-Honoré Fragonard) - Good Omens version

Featuring happy Aziraphale, lovestruck Crowley, confused Beelze and Gabriel, Michael in statue form and an Anathema that does NOT want to be there

[neil-gaiman]

I recently had a heated argument with an older writer, who claimed (very rudely) that "Authors don't actually care about their fan base aside from what they can gain from it. Money. Fame. Etc. Stop talking about Neil Gaiman like he's your friend or mentor or inspiration or something. You do realize that he doesn't actually really care about you, right? You're being foolish." What would you, personally, say to someone like this?

I think someone like that has made their mind up, and that facts aren’t going to change what they think, so I wouldn’t waste my breath on trying to change their mind. And that they sound like they are dealing with more than the usual share of pain and regret.

I’m sure that what they said is indeed true of some authors, but they tend to be in the minority. Mostly, authors care about their readers. Yes, you keep us alive, but you are also all people – nice, interesting people. (And very few authors are not also fans of other authors. We all started out as readers.)

[hezenkoss]

[not-close-to-straight]

Aziraphale: Crowley my dear, have you heard of these Harry Potter books?

Crowley, having heard of the books, read the books and seen the movies and knowing exactly where this conversation is going: No, why?

Aziraphale, wriggling in excitement: well there’s these houses, you see. And a sorting hat?

Crowley: ....you don’t say?

Aziraphale: And I’ve decided I know what house you’re in!

Crowley:

Aziraphale: *vibrates excitedly*

Crowley:

Aziraphale: *vibrating intensifies*

Crowley:

Aziraphale: HUFFLEPUFF! BECAUSE YOU’RE ADORABLE

Crowley:

[pastelbrachypelma]

This actually brings up an interesting question. Because...is Crowley ACTUALLY a Hufflepuff?

He’s loyal and a good finder and kind...

[sortinghatchats-deactivated]

Absolutely a Burned Hufflepuff Primary...

[debbielouocean]

[sagankid]

A summary

[freudsghost]

finally went out and got a new Apple Pencil to immediately put it to work sketching Crowley

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

Is it just me, or are you 100 percent certain that the 'discreet' gentlemen's club Aziraphale learnt the gavotte in, was actually the time periods equivalent to a gay bar. And Aziraphale had no idea, nor any idea why everyone was so friendly to him XD

Yes :).

Neil shared the bts video of the gavotte with the tag 

and

Hundred Guineas Club in Portland Place, London, catered for the well off with an annual subscription of 100 guineas (£105). It was, by far, the most exclusive gay club of the period (1880s). It provided a place where upper class gentlemen could take their young soldiers for fun and games, for “short term” sexual encounters. The customers would assume female names. According to biographer Michael Harrison, Prince Albert Victor was a “regular and popular guest”, his assumed name being Victoria, after whom he had been named (his grandmother was Queen Victoria).

[iwouldfuckaziraphale]

Has no one considered snuggle-fucking this angel? Just getting him all comfy and cozy in bed, then pounding him nice and slow? It’s cuddling AND fucking at the same time!

[iwouldfuckajcrowley]

Nnnhhggggg Crowley loves soft bodies. He loves having something to grab at and handle. He loves having a heated pillow to cuddle with (especially after sex). He just loves softness!!!

[katy-133]

Why I headcanon Aziraphale as being good at sword fighting:

1) He holds the flaming sword correctly, with the dominant hand at the top, making sure not to “choke the thumb” in the grip (I’m using a gladius sword as reference here).

Image credit: AZTimT on BladeForums.

2) He seems perfectly comfortable holding it, despite it being on fire. He’s just walking around with it.

3) In the book, we have this line:

He’s referring to lighting the sword on fire, be he could also be referring to the knowledge of how to use the sword. 

4) Unlike War, Aziraphale does not do fancy tricks while holding the sword. There’s a certain level of discipline and respect he gives it. He sees it as a weapon, not a toy.

This is the most dramatic movement he does with it. Also, notice his stance: He places his feet shoulder-length apart. In a fighting stance.

Aziraphale doesn’t want to use a sword. He doesn’t want to fight in a war. But that doesn’t mean that he doesn’t know how to use a sword. How to hold it. How to stand while holding it. And the respect a weapon should be given.

[sabacc]

God, you listening?

[neil-gaiman]

Did you make the show because Terry wanted it made or did you want it too?

I wanted it made but I didn’t want to make it. I knew ithat making it would mean years of work and a huge pay cut. (It’s much better paying to be a bestselling novelist than to be a writer and showrunner for the BBC.) And there was no guarantee it would be any good.

So if Terry hadn’t asked me to make it, I would have let someone else write it and showrun it.

[cryptid-jack]

((Edit 7/8/19: Went back and reworked this in the original black and white because the color looked bad and was driving me nuts!))

“I say, didn’t you have a sword before?“ the demon asked, noting its absence for the first time. “Sword? Me?” Crowley repeated, as if surprised by the question. “No,” he continued, though not very convincingly, and after a moment spent attempting to ignore the demon’s baffled skepticism, finally added, “…well, yes. Alright. Might’ve done.” When the angel didn’t elaborate, seeming to find the spectacle of the oncoming storm of greater interest than their conversation, Aziraphale asked in a polite yet pointed tone, “Well, what happened to it? Not the sort of thing to walk off on their own, swords; even the flaming ones.” Finally, Crowley glanced sidelong at his companion and found the demon gazing at him quite steadily with his unnerving golden eyes and the air of a person that could go on doing so all day. “Oh alright, I gave it away! There, happy now?“ the angel admitted with a sound of disgust as he gestured out towards the sand wastes were, if one knew where to look, a couple could be seen trekking along a dune, flaming sword in hand. Whatever answer Aziraphale had been expecting, that certainly hadn’t been it. Neither was the irked, almost flustered explanation that followed and ended with the angel sulkily contemplating the distant horizon once more in what the demon found himself thinking was a rather adorable attempt at ignoring him. A huff of laughter broke the strained quiet that stretched between them and, without giving it a second thought, Aziraphale remarked, “That was… very kind of you.” 
((Color? What is color? I still have no freaking clue, lol. Have some more Demon Aziraphale from my omen swap au anyways XD ))

[iwouldfuckaziraphale]

I would love to have a pajama party/sleepover with Azi and Crowley. Maybe the weather is dreadful and Azi won't let us go out and insists we spend the night. We drink tea, get cozy on a sofa... play truth and dare that becomes more be more naughty as the night goes on~