Finally getting around to watching Constantine (2005) and Gabriel is so gorgeous omg
I love when angels in media are nonbinary I LOVE ITTT

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Finally getting around to watching Constantine (2005) and Gabriel is so gorgeous omg
I love when angels in media are nonbinary I LOVE ITTT
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapter 2 is up! It gets a little dark but I 100% promise it ends well and everyone is fine. No blurb this time, it’s all too spoilery.
Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV), Discworld - Terry Pratchett Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens) Additional Tags: Nonbinary Aziraphale (Good Omens), Nonbinary Crowley (Good Omens), They/Them, Mythology - Freeform, Loose Canon, BAMF Aziraphale (Good Omens), BAMF Crowley (Good Omens), Crowley is a trickster, Angst, Fluff, Humor, I think I'm hilarious anyway, Hurt/Comfort, puns, Bad Puns, 6000 Years of Pining (Good Omens), Aziraphale and Crowley Met Before The Fall (Good Omens), Post-Canon Series: Part 2 of Ineffable Bastards Summary:
Imagine, if you will, being a spectator of an obscure and complex variant of poker, in a room that’s somehow too bright and too dark at the same time, with cards you can’t comprehend and a Dealer who won't tell you the rules, and who smiles all the time.
At least, you think it’s poker. But the Dealer can do things you’re pretty sure they aren’t allowed to do in real games. You don’t say anything however, because the players at the table seem to be playing their own games within games, sliding cards and chips and dice and markers and the occasional crossword puzzle across the table, sometimes outright stealing from each other.
The players are so involved with their own games that none of them notice when Dealer pulls a pair of chess pieces from the discards pile and sets them down in front of an empty spot at the table that hadn’t been there a minute ago but had also always been there. “Queen’s Playing,” the Dealer announces, and goes on grinning.
I too wrote Good Omens fic
In a lot of ways, you’d expect it to be Aziraphale who’d suggest it to Crowley. You’d think he’d stock up with arguments like “We’d get to be a part of stopping traffic, for hours”, and “Think of the amount of glitter littering, you could even make a pun and call it glittering,” and “You could invent our own flag if you’d like, and see if someone gets it.” Eventually, he might parenthetically suggest something about going out in the streets to celebrate and, he might even hint, boast their … arrangement.
Instead, one lazy afternoon when it’s just the two of them in the bookshop, because Aziraphale wants it to be just the two of them in the bookshop that afternoon, and Crowley is sprawled over a settee, sprawling, and Aziraphale is sitting in an armchair, reading, it’s Crowley who drawls,
“There’s something I’d like to try to tempt you to, angel.”
Read on Ao3 😇😎 (it's a mere 865 words)
Or maybe you could talk to me about angels with no concept of gender?
Genderfluid angels. Nonbinary angels. Agender angels. Thirdgender angels.
Anything, really.