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hi guys I'm watching season two of good omens finally and why is one of my adoptive fathers leaving 30 minutes into the first episode
Aziraphale in the paintball scene, though. I mean, seriously, y’all
Look
at
this
absolute
nerd
Especially that last gif! This is an angel that is literally thousands of years old, he helped create the motherfuckin’ universe, and he is p o u t i n g at Crowley over some paint on his jacket that he could EASILY remove himself.
But wait! There’s more!
Not only has Aziraphale already shown Crowley the stain, but Crowley has already circled him to assess the damage for himself.
And yet, after saying, “Well, I would always know the stain was there,” with that little pout, he turns to show Crowley the stain again.
And then! AND THEN!!
He gives Crowley this look.
Do you see the little raise of his eyebrows??? LOOK AGAIN
He could very easily get rid of this stain himself, but he is doing E V E R Y T H I N G in his power to get Crowley to do it for him.
“I could do this myself,” he’s saying, “but I’d rather you do it. You can do it better than me, can’t you? Please? Please, won’t you???”
The funniest part about this, fam, is that we all know Crowley needs very little prompting to actually indulge Aziraphale’s whims. He’s incredibly indulgent, anyways, we see ample evidence of that in Hard Times.
But this…I think (?) this is the first time that we see Aziraphale actively seeking out and trying to manipulate his way into getting one of those acts of service that Crowley so does like to give to him.
Like, sure, back during the Shakespeare scene, Aziraphale gives Crowley that very hopeful, “oh, WILL YOU?” look when Shakespeare mentions needing a miracle for Hamlet, but that is so different from this.
This is Aziraphale KNOWING that Crowley indulges and using that knowledge for his personal gain.
AND CROWLEY GIVES IT TO HIM. HE JUST. DOES.
That is the face of a spoiled angel that has gotten exactly what he wanted–a certain demon’s love and attention.
And that look Crowley gives him is just as devastating to me as Aziraphale’s sunshine smile over getting what he wanted.
That is a look of UTTER INDULGENCE.
He absolutely knows he’s been played but is happy to let it happen, because there is nothing quite as satisfying as indulging Aziraphale.
That is a look that says, “You’re so obvious, angel, and it’s adorable.”
He’s made his angel happy, what the fuck does he care?
listen. I just think that Aziraphale
THATS WHAT IM SAYIN. Aziraphale is so
i KNOW RIGHT. it's just really important that Aziraphale is
OKAY BUT LIKE. Aziraphale is incredibly
oh yeah, definitely. Aziraphale is absolutely
i dont mean to cut in but Aziraphale, right?
Guys is NO ONE going to talk about the fact that Aziraphale???
that's a very good point. i, for one, think Aziraphale
- Crowley trying to cobble together a sentence
Aziraphale… ngk…
Kids, always remember to hate on generative ai, fascism and the patriarchy ✨️ (frame ref)
Ineffable Husbands + Greek Types of Love
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fanart for @bleucalire's demon!aziraphale design!!
OMGG!!! MY Demon!aziraphale design got fanart?? Thank you so so much!! He shines so brightly, pretty sure this is his angel’s pov 🙂↕️✨
Gender is a Temple
Our lives are such a small blip in the fabric of the cosmos, why should we not play with the structure of the temple that houses our soul? They say that, yes, the body is a temple, so should not be it marred. Yet, are temples not some of the most beautifully decorated? With grand, intricate carvings of stone, with decadent artworks of glass and light? With fabrics and tapestries and varying flora to mark the season of the year. Should we not decide the hymns that are sung within our own church? The spiritual songs of love and truth and light to burst forth from the doors of our chest and out in to the world, down the street, into the ears of our neighbor to proudly and boastfully convey who we are and what we believe to be true within ourselves, from the depths of our sacred walls? Is a changing of curtains and drapes not a part of the process, of caring for our holiest of housing? Should every worn and torn and trodden fabric be left on display, should every crack and gap and split be left unchecked, uncared for in the name of keeping our temple what it was instead of what it could, what it should be? Let the whole thing crumble and cave and fall apart, instead of building it up to what it needs, what the creaking stone and wood has longed for, begged for? It should be a joyous occasion to look upon a temple to see a fresh coat of paint picked with love and care and attention. To see a new gargoyle posted along the trim to keep the evil, those not understanding, away. To hear a new hymn ring out with the bells that does nothing to take away from the hymns of old, only adding a new perspective to a new path on the story of the structure. And should the temple come to be known by a new name to the congregation, in what way does it falter the integrity of the foundation? Does a new name suddenly strip it of all that it is, that has been, that it will be? Does the moniker the temple make? Is it not the echoes of raucous laughter, the dancing in shimmering sunlight through meticulously crafted panes of glass, the hushed whispers and sobs of comfort among the pews as a community comes together to mourn, the tracing of fingers along paths of stone that have been traced hundred and thousands of times before and will be traced hundred of thousands of times again, that makes up the temple? The body is a temple, yes, and the soul that resides inside and cares for the walls and the floors and the land, should be the one, the only one, that decides what is holy, what is sacred, what it is that the temple needs for it to be blessed.
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The Honduran white bat might be a good fit for Demon Aziraphale..? 🤔
I am going to shout from the rooftops I am going to fall to my knees I can not be he held liable for my actions at this time
Reverse!Omens Aziraphale
I am OBSESSED
Back on the bench
And again, and again…
I changed my profile picture to that gorgeous crowley smile we get when hes watching nina and maggie because I need some joy in my life and crowley is that joy and whilst I love angsty, pathetic, drunk, bottom-eyes crowley
(seriously he looks cute)
i also really, really love happy, loving, caring, silly, joyful, crowley too.
because both can exist. both sides are the same person.
i love every part of him. he is who he is not because of his trauma but because he grew from it. he has been alive for 6000 years i think he knows a thing or two about surviving. he is who he is because he doesnt care what other people think. he doesnt fit into any boxes. he keeps going despite it all, even when everything is falling apart, he gets back up and he manages to find happiness in every day life.
like a human couple falling in love
like a walk in the park with aziraphale
like a long drive in his car
like being in the bookshop
like feeding the ducks
like listening to music
I love all of crowley because he is not just his trauma. he is not just a demon. and he most certainly isnt a fucking angel.
he is honestly, just an ordinary fucking guy.
he is a good person. he is a menace. he is just a silly dude underneath all that snark, underneath those walls he puts up to protect himself, underneath the swagger. he cares about people. he cares about the humans and plants and animals and cars and music and he cares about aziraphale so incredibly much.
(sorry crowley, youre not fooling anyone)
hes literally just an ordinary guy with powers whos been through too much shit but he doesnt let that define him. he does his own thing. plays by his own rules. goes along with hell as far as he can and he looks damn good doing all of that too.
hes got style, charisma, sarcasm, a dont-fuck-with-me attitude, a deeply loving soul, a kind heart, a caring and soft side that he doesnt show often but when he does? oh. when he does...his eyes completely light up. when he lets his guard down. when aziraphale makes him laugh. you can tell he just loves him so much and feels so safe around him.
he is more than a demon. he is more than his trauma.
he is crowley. and crowley is beautiful.
crowley taught me its okay to be yourself. crowley taught me its okay to not fit in. its okay to care too much about things. its okay to be scared. its okay to be emotional. its okay to let yourself feel things. its okay to go against the rules. he taught me its okay to love whoever you want and not care what other people think. he taught me to survive. he taught me theres good moments in the darkness and that i will keep getting back up even when i feel like i cant. he taught me my trauma doesnt define me. he taught me to be strong. he taught me that you can have a rough past and still find happiness. that both things can exist.
and i just fucking admire and love him so much. so so much. I cant even describe it to you my chest feels like its gonna burst open.
(I am so emotional over him right now i love him so much dont touch me like hes so silly!!)
(and for the record. obviously I love aziraphale too. and I need to start posting about him more honestly. ive just got complete crowley brainrot 24/7)
between david “crowley evaporated” tennant and michael “aziracrow chose annihilation” sheen do you guys remember the days when this show was actually a comedy and didn’t end in the destruction of everything we loved about it?
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I will protect Bleu's Aziraphale with my whole entire LIFE
Aziraphale blew up his halo in the bookshop when fighting demons with Nina and Maggie - he said he hadn't done that since the great war and Crowley was very impessed when he got back from Heaven with the other angels and heard about it
This was Aziraphale smiting demons - but they were all just blasted out cold for a while and then came round again in the bookshop! None of them actually died or even had their bodies discorporated
So this is what he did in the great war and what Crowley watched him do then said to him at the eternal flame 'I saw you on the battlefield, I have a lot of questions'
Aziraphale blew up his halo and knocked 100 demons unconscious for long enough that the other angels thought they had a glorious victory and that he was a great strategist (which he was, just not in the way they meant)
All the smited demons then came round and retreated to Hell to reorganise and fight another day. Crowley remembers the difference between Aziraphale smiting and Gabriel smiting when he talks about 'when Gabriel smites you, you've been...' and Aziraphale finishes his sentence with 'smitten, I believe' as he remembers being smitten (with overwhelming love and desire) by Crowley at the battle, likely the first time they had physical contact
Crowley realised Aziraphale was the one worth remembering and protecting out of all the demons and angels he met in the battle - he was a kindred spirit, already finding the loopholes going against orders. The next time they meet Aziraphale gives his sword away to humans and Crowley is delighted that his first impressions were correct
Crowley knows they are already on their own side even if Aziraphale doesn't want to admit it yet and is fascinated by the contradictions
genuinely have not been able to get this idea out of my head help—
yk how demons in good omens have animalistic traits? Crowley is a snake, belzeebubs a fly, erics a rabbit, etc. etc.
what if the same went for angels, but instead of each angel having their own unique characteristics (only there to serve god = no anything basically), they all share the same trait: they’re all wolfish. wolves are pack animals and are extremely loyal, but only to each other.
aziraphale would, of course, have these wolfish features too (thick hair, sharp canines, whatever floats ur boat) but as he spends more time on earth with humans, falling in love with the planet (and crowleyyyy), he “evolves” without even realizing. he’s separated himself from heaven and from that copy-paste idea of an angel that he’s changed to have the traits of a dog. man’s best friend and protector, aziraphales turned against heaven to protect humanity, no longer loyal to his “blood family,” but to his chosen family.