#aziracrow react

[nicolegmattos]

Book Crowley: You know what? I like your hair.

TV Crowley: Thanks. I like yours too.

Book Crowley: I think we should swap. And then we could prank the Angels a little.

TV Crowley: Yeah! I bet they won’t even notice the difference.

After some time…

Book Crowley:

TV Aziraphale:

TV Crowley:

Book Aziraphale:

TV Aziraphale: Oh, look. Aren’t those people feeding bread to the ducks?

TV Crowley: They’re WOT?!

Book Aziraphale: That’s yours.

TV Aziraphale: That’s mine.

[nicolegmattos]

i love your tv show aziracrow/book aziracrow series so much!! i wonder what would happen if post s2 crowley met book crowley lmfao

Yeah, I wonder what would happen… 🤔 (oh, wait. I can write it lol)

Book Crowley: *entering the flat* Hm, that’s weird. I’m pretty sure this plant wasn’t here before.

Book Crowley: *sees TV Crowley lying on the floor* What the hell is this?

TV Crowley: *not looking at him* Me. Being miserable.

Book Crowley: May I ask… why?

TV Crowley: My Angel left me.

Book Crowley: He did WHAT?!

After quite extraordinary amounts of alcohol…

Book Aziraphale: Crowley, are you…? *seeing all the mess* What happened here?

Book Crowley: You did.

Book Aziraphale: Me?! I didn’t do this.

TV Crowley: You left me.

Book Aziraphale: How…? Good Lord, why are there two of you?

TV Crowley: Why is there just one of you?

Book Aziraphale: How am I supposed to know?!

Book Crowley: You’re bad, Angel.

Book Aziraphale: And you’re drunk, my dear.

Book Crowley: Why did you leave us?

Book Aziraphale: Us? I didn’t leave you. And I certainly did not leave him.

TV Crowley: *tearing up* We could’ve been us.

Book Crowley: Look what you did.

Book Aziraphale: That’s it. I’m done. I’ll come back once you’re both sober.

Book Crowley: Yeah, leave. YOU’RE GOOD AT IT!

Book Aziraphale: I DID NOT LEAVE YOU, FOR HEAVEN’S SAKE!

TV Crowley: I miss him. I miss him so much.

Book Crowley: I know, I know. We’ll be alright. We don’t need them.

TV Crowley: You know that’s not true.

Book Crowley: Yeah. You’re right.

[nicolegmattos]

We all know the Good Omens book exists in the show. And somehow Aziraphale still doesn’t know about its existence or simply haven’t read it yet.

So imagine if someday he suddenly finds out about it:

Aziraphale: *reorganizing his books* Good Omens? I think I never read this one. I wonder what kind of prophecies it might have.

Aziraphale: *reading* But this… Who wrote this book? This is impossible!

Crowley: What’s impossible, Angel?

Aziraphale: *shaking the book for Crowley to see* This book! Did you know I had a book about Armageddon this whole time?

Crowley:

Aziraphale: And not only that *showing him the first few pages* Look! We are in the book! Everything that happened is here. We could have just read this before! It would have saved us a lot of work and time.

Crowley: You.

Aziraphale: What?

Crowley: You could have read it, Angel. You know I don’t read.

Aziraphale: You know what I meant!

Now, what if the Good Omens show also exists in the book?

Crowley: *reading the synopsis* This sounds awfully familiar. Let’s see what this is about.

After some time…

Crowley: Angel, sit here.

Aziraphale: Crowley, what exactly is this about?

Crowley: *pressing play* Just watch.

Aziraphale: But this is…

Crowley: I know, right? How could I have never thought of dyeing my hair like this? I wonder what color they used.

Aziraphale: But… I never said that.

Crowley: Poetic license, Angel.

Aziraphale: *muttering* And I certainly don’t look at you this way.

Crowley: What?

Aziraphale: *pointing at the screen* I don’t look at you like this.

Crowley: Are you sure, Angel?

Aziraphale: *blushing* Quite sure.

Crowley: *grinning* Well, you don’t seem so certain now, do you?

Aziraphale: *blushing harder* Shut up. I’m trying to hear them.

[nicolegmattos]

Book Crowley and Aziraphale watch The Final Fifteen:

(Thank you for the idea @sapphic-bats! This is kind of a part 2 so here’s the link to part 1)

Aziraphale: Ok, so where do we stopped?

Crowley: I think there’s only fifteen minutes left. I heard that people call it The Final Fifteen.

Aziraphale: Must be important.

Crowley: *pressing play* I really don’t know why there’s a need for the capital letter. They’re just fifteen minutes. What could be so important about fifteen minutes?

After some time…

*Crowley puts on his sunglasses*

Aziraphale: Are you crying, my dear?

Crowley: No.

Aziraphale:

Crowley:

Aziraphale:

Crowley: Maybe.

Aziraphale: *hugging him* Awww, don’t worry. I’d never leave you.

Crowley: If you ever say that to me, I’ll… I won’t be responsible for my actions.

Aziraphale: *taking off his glasses* It’s alright. You’re my friend. I’d forgive you no matter what.

Crowley:

Aziraphale:

Crowley:

Aziraphale: Crowley…

Crowley: Leave.

Aziraphale: What?

Crowley: Leave!

Aziraphale: But…

Crowley: *slamming the door* Out!

Aziraphale: *through the keyhole* Crowley, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that.

Crowley: And don’t ever come back!

[nicolegmattos]

Hey, I've just found your posts about Crowley and Aziraphale reacting to the show and book and I was wondering if you could do one of them reacting the the Tumblr posts? :)

Sure! I think this is starting to become its own series at this point lol (you’re all welcome to send your requests 🥰).

Crowley: Angel, have you heard of Tumblr?

Aziraphale: Hm… no. Why?

Crowley: *showing him his cellphone* Look at this.

Aziraphale: Wow. There are… plenty of those… drawings of us.

Crowley: (Shit, this is my blog) *rapidly switches to something else* Oh! Forget about these.

Aziraphale: But there are some cute ones as well. Look! This is you as an aardvark. And this is us as… ducks? Why are we ducks?

Crowley: I have no idea.

Aziraphale: What’s a fanfic?

Crowley: Don’t click on any link!

Aziraphale:

Crowley:

Aziraphale:

Crowley: It’s… virus.

Aziraphale: Ok… *scrolling* Seems like these people really like you.

Crowley: Jealous, Angel?

Aziraphale: *blushing* What? No!

Crowley: There are some posts about you as well… *shows him*

Aziraphale: *blushing harder* Oh, good Lord…

Crowley: And they call us Ineffable (ugh, why did it have to be this word?) Husbands.

Aziraphale: Husbands?

Crowley: Yeah.

Aziraphale:

Crowley:

Aziraphale: Crowley, we’re not married.

Crowley: (Yet) Don’t ask. *scrolling* Angel, what’s your favorite color?

Aziraphale: Why do you ask?

Crowley: Because here it says it’s yellow.

Aziraphale: I like yellow.

Crowley: It also says it’s because of my eyes.

Aziraphale: Hm.

Crowley: So… is it?

Aziraphale: What?

Crowley: Because of my eyes.

Aziraphale: *blushing* I think they’re pretty.

Crowley: Aha! So you did learn the Gavotte so you could kiss me.

Aziraphale: What? What this has to do with…? Crowley, come back! How did you find out about the Gavotte? You were asleep that entire century!

[nicolegmattos]

(Kind of a part 3 of book Aziracrow watching the Good Omens show so here are part 1 and 2)

Aziraphale: Crowley, what…?

Crowley: What? I can’t dye my hair? I wanted to change looks, ok?

Aziraphale: I was just going to ask you what color that is.

Crowley: Don’t laugh.

Aziraphale: I won’t.

Crowley: 6,66.

Aziraphale:

Crowley:

Aziraphale:

Crowley: I said don’t laugh!

Aziraphale: I’m not laughing!

Crowley: But you’re grinning, I can see it.

Aziraphale: You did it because of that show, didn’t you?

Crowley: No…?

Aziraphale:

Crowley:

Aziraphale:

Crowley: Yes.