my favorite women
[ID: aziraphale sits with her legs folded beneath her, a wine glass in her right hand while her left is occupied by crowley's own. aziraphale smiles down at crowley, who has her head leaned on azis lap alongside her glove. crowley stares up at aziraphale in awe, mourning veil pushed behind her head to the point it can barely be seen behind her wavy red hair. her other hand, unfortunately Not in azis grasp, holds a wine glass between its fingers, gloved. in the background, acting as negative space and glowing with something divine, are azis wings. they shield crowley from something. set in like a regency era idk i didnt research enough about it haha but like think of bridgerton amen. END ID.]













