#goodomenssecretsanta2020

[brokendeathangel]

Aaaa I’m so so so sorry for the late Secret Santa Good Omens 2020 exchange! Here’s your late xmas gift @crazyrose912 ! So sorry. So sorry. Hope you will like Aji and Crowley enjoying eating Xmas goodies and milk <3

[ad-echo]

Hi @shadow0kana !!! I'm your Secret Santa for #goodomenssecretsanta2020!!! I saw that you like their bench dates, so i tried to combine it with something Wintertime themed !!

I didn't know which version i liked best so I'm posted both (click for quality).

Anyways I'm wishing you Happy Holidays!!! 🎄🎄🎄 Keep safe and healthy and i wish my gift will warm your heart in this cold winter, even if just a little bit 💝

[shipping-vaguely-downwards]

Merry Christmas, @ekaterinn ! I drew Crowley watching Aziraphale eat oysters in Rome for the first time. To his surprise, watching Aziraphale eat will become one of his favorite hobbies! I hope you enjoy your Secret Santa art and have a wonderful holiday. Mind how you go, my dear.

[bangory]

I signed up for mabsgatos’ Secret Santa event and @aziraphaleslunch, I was your secret Santa! I tried to touch base on at least a little bit of all the themes you liked the sound of. Hopefully you like this little comic, and I hope you have an absolutely wonderful holiday! 😊

[darthbecky726]

Happy holidays, @non-bunnary !! Here's your Good Omens Secret Santa gift! Hope you like it :)

[freckles-things]

GO Secret Santa

It was a cold, grey and rainy night. One would expect to look outside and see a beautifully decorated street, illuminated doubly by the reflecting sparkles of the snow - it was Christmas Eve after all. 

This year however, the gloomy outsides represented the general atmosphere. The year had been hard. And even though it had had its good days and events and had shown just how much kindness and love humanity can carry, people were feeling exhausted by its ups and downs and the mental toll it had taken on many. Those living alone or having family in other countries had to accept that they would celebrate alone.

A certain pair of supernatural beings hadn't had the best year either. While a certain demon had tried to sleep the time of social distancing away (only waking up once a month to make sure the situation hadn't changed), a certain angel had spent a lot of the time alone. In the beginning he had been sad and a little disappointed, but after a good two months he had endeavoured to help his humans during this state of crisis (like he had done in many before) and bring them little slivers of joy.

Today both beings sat in the comfortable backroom of the bookshop. They (Aziraphale) had eaten a simple but delicious meal and were currently nursing their mulled wine.

Crowley had listened as his angel had told him all about what he'd done the last year, he himself didn't have anything to talk about. However, he couldn't deny the slight pang of guilt as he listened. He knew that Aziraphale must have felt lonely during all of this, but he'd always been exceptionally bad at dealing with those situations. In the past he'd taken the credit hell did give him (always for things he hadn't done) and went to sleep, not being able to deal with all the misery.

As he watched his angel talk excitedly, the glow of the fireplace making his face glow even more, a sudden idea popped in his had. They'd never danced together.

With a snap of his fingers a soft melody started to sound through the room.

"What's this, my dear? You could have just told me if I was talking too much", he said while directing a bemused smile at the demon.

Crowley however disregarded the statement and held out his hand. 

"Dance with me, Angel."

"What? My dear,  you know that I don't dance."

"Please, angel?"

Well, Aziraphale never really could refuse him if he said please, so sighing a little he placed his hand in Crowley's and let himself be pulled towards his lanky frame.

For a moment he stood awkwardly, looking at the demon. 

"I don't really know what to do..."

Crowley just threw a crooked grin at him and pulled him even closer, until he was able to wrap his arms around his angels waist.

"Just lay your hands on my shoulders, angel. And for someone's sake, relax! Just follow my movements"

A little hesitantly he followed Crowley's instructions, and they soon started to softly sway to the music.

"When you're still waiting for the snow to fall

Doesn't really feel like Christmas at all"

Outside the rain had nearly stopped,  only a few drops still falling onto the ground. And while many windows were illuminated by a soft, warm glow, the usual cheery atmosphere was absent.

Taking his gaze away from the window, Aziraphale let his eyes wander the planes of his shop. Everything was familiar, but it always felt more like home when Crowley was there.

"Up above candles on air flicker

Oh they flicker and they float

And I'm up here holding on

To all those chandeliers of hope"

He was glad to have his demon back. He would never begrudge him his coping mechanism, he knew that Crowley was rather sensitive to the negative feelings of humanity. Once, in the beginning,  he had convinced him to help during a human made crisis. Crowley had been miserable,  feeling the despair and sadness tenfold. After that, after seeing how much it hurt him, he never asked again. Still, he had helped in many instances. The great flood, the plagues and several wars, just to name a few. And Aziraphale respected and loved him so much for it, he wasn't sure if he had been able had their positions been reversed. Thinking about it, he couldn't help but tighten his grip a little.

Meanwhile, Crowley was thinking along similar lines. He thought about how Aziraphale always had been one of the first to help humanity trough one of their crises, often while Heaven had frowned upon his actions. He'd even acted against explicit instructions a few times, taking his punishment in strides and with his head held high. He often mused over the fact that the humans were very lucky to have his angel's loyalty. As was he.

As Aziraphale's grip tightened slightly, he couldn't help but pull him a little closer towards himself.

"Like some drunken Elvis singing

I go singing out of tune

Saying how I always loved ya darling

And I always will"

"I am so lucky to have you, Angel. I don't think I've ever told you how much you mean to me", Crowley murmured into Aziraphale's ear. A contend hum was his answer until he answered just as quiet: 

"I've always known,  my dear. I can feel it. Besides, I am the lucky one, really,  to be the one to have you in my life. It would be dreadfully dull without you".

Silence fell over the room, only the soft sound of the music filling their ears.

"Besides, the bookshop never quite feels the same when you're not around. It feels more like home when you're in it", Aziraphale confessed after a short while.

A soft "Ngk" was his only answer for a while. He didn't mind, though. He knew that Crowley needed to process what he'd said. 

"I don't know what to say, angel." His voice was soft, but a little helpless. 

"You don't have to say anything,  darling"

"Those Christmas lights

Light up the street

Down where the sea and city meet

May all your troubles soon be gone

Oh Christmas lights keep shining on"

Silence reigned for another few moments,  before Crowley opened his mouth again.

"I am sorry that I wasn't around those past few months, then. I just..."

Aziraphale brought one hand up to gently cup his cheek. 

"You don't have to apologize, Crowley. I know how hard this is for you. I'd never force you to go through that. It's just something I realized during the last months. It's rather funny, to be honest.  I was talking to an elderly Lady, who told me that she'd learned to appreciate the presence of her loved ones during this Pandemic. She said, she noticed that she'd always taken it for granted until now. And I realized that I'd done the same."

He finally looked up to meet Crowley's gaze. Their eyes locked, and the demon seemed to search his face for something he apparently found.

A crooked smile appeared on his face.

"A loved one, huh?"

"Oh Christmas lights

Light up the street

Light up the fireworks in me

May all your troubles soon be gone

Those Christmas lights keep shining on"

Aziraphale could feel the slight blush creeping up his face, but he still kept his eyes locked on Crowley's.

A simple "yes" was his answer.

A blazing grin lit up the demon's face, as he moved his hands to cradle his angel's face. 

"I guess that's the moment I should tell you that I love you too".

Warmth cursed through Aziraphale's body, and he couldn't help the stupid little grin that appeared on his face.

Seconds later warm lips pressed against his in a chaste kiss. Both supernatural beings had expected it to be grand and exciting,  like a firework going off. However,  what the kiss felt like was something far simpler. It felt like coming home.

Laying his forehead against Aziraphale's after he broke the kiss, he hummed happily.

"Sooo, I think I should set up camp in the bookshop then? I mean, I'll probably go back to sleep in January and if you feel better with me being here, I should find a spot where I can sleep. I also think I wouldn't be too grumpy if you woke me up sometimes", he grinned.

The next moment Aziraphale had pulled him back into a kiss, both beings sighing happily and feeling like they'd finally settled down.

Outside the now falling snowflakes reflected the warm glow from the fairy lights.  The laughter of children could be heard, as some if them ran outside to greet the snow. Smiling faces looked outside windows to watch the first snow of the season fall.

Everything wasn't perfect, it was far from it. But in those moments they gathered the courage and strength to hold on for some more, in hopes that the next Christmas would be spent amidst family and loved ones again

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The GO Secret Santa Present for @adhdfangirl (I used my second account to post this (entered with the Secret Santa with @potterheadandsherlocked , so don’t be confused).

I hope you enjoy it! I wish you a very happy christmas :)

(The song is Christmas Lights by Coldplay)

[mikaagereo]

Merry Christmas @ohtangerines - I was your Good Omens secret santa!

Aziraphale never anticipated an afternoon of babykidsitting Pepper would turn into a lesson on not feeding ducks bread.

“What do you mean I’ve been feeding them poison all this time??” D:

“I mean, humans’ve been poisoning themselves for the past two hundred years, you think they cared about ducks?”

[kimmigawa]

Merry Christmas @cinnabarmint

Itsa me your Secret Santa! An elf told me you like domestic fluff!

Have a Happy New Year as well! STAY SAFE AND SPREAD LOVE 💘!