#trans!crowley

[homoangel]

theyre trans. theyre on a trans boy road trip. going to visit cain. father of transmascs.

[fangirlsovertoomanythings]

i think it's a nice idea having crowley as transgender, because his constant change of names remind me of a friend's personal journey to finding their own name :,)

[gaslightgallows]

“The thing about words is that meanings can twist just like a snake.” september list #24, Warlock Dowling.

Warlock (he tended to go by Warren when he was on campus; itjust made his life easier) wrapped his hands around the big white mug and justsat for a minute, letting the warmth seep into him. "Dad told me you'ddied," he said at last.

The red-haired person sitting across the table from him inthe coffee shop tilted his head to one side. "I suppose that's true, in asense," said the male-looking person that Warlock had known in childhoodas Nanny Ashtoreth. "The thing about words, you see..." A little hintof a Scottish accent crept into his voice. "Is that meanings can twist andturn just like a snake. Amazing things, words. Amazing and terrible and cruel."

"Tell me about it," Warlock muttered, pushing ahank of dark hair out of his eyes.

"Och, still so untidy."

He looked up sharply and saw the normally stern face smilingat him. "So, uh… can I still call you Nanny? Or should it be 'Anthony'now? Or, I don't know. Mr. Crowley."

"Whatever you’re comfortable with, dear. For you, I’llanswer to anything." Nanny stirred sugar into his tea, just as always,although looking back, Warlock couldn't remember Nanny ever actually drinking thattea. "You've been well?"

Warlock shrugged. "I guess so. I mean, better, sinceMom and Dad split up."

"Yes, I heard about all of that. Dreadful behavior onthe Ambassador's part."

"Former ambassador. And then... well, I can't say I'mnot sorry, he is my father, but..."

"I'd say he got just what was coming to him," saidNanny.

"Yeah, same. Mom was a mess for a while, but she seemshappier now." He looked down at his coffee, but looked up again when Nannyreached out and patted his hand. "I'm really glad to see you," saidWarlock, feeling a lump in his throat.

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[galmiahthepigeon]

Headcanoning Aziraphale and Crowley as trans is SO valid because I can fully imagine them going up to God and being like "Hey sorry to bother but I'm not very comfortable in the body you assigned me can I maybe apply for a new one?" And she'd be like "Sure dude don't worry I'm trans myself, here you go have a nice day"

[lids-flutter-open]

ok girls she’s live , at least on ff.net because i can’t remember my ao3 password.

It's the late 16th century, and Aziraphale has gotten very into Lurianic Kabbalah. It gives him a theological framework that helps him grapple with the existence of evil, the apparent impotence of Heaven, and the Fall. The angel has been living in Safed for the last five years, thinking things over, when Crowley visits him. It's Shabbat. 

notes: top!aziraphale, trans!crowley, please trust that they DO fuck

8000 or so words/ The first installment of me and @jackmarlowe ‘s nerdy sexy epic

[aresdaughter-chaoticquiet]

Good omens au? (Sorry if I wrote something wrong)

AU where Crowley is a trans woman and Aziraphale is her apartment neighbor and is in love with her but is too shy to ask Crowley for a date, so instead he just puts a bouquet of flowers (he is a florist) in front of her apartment's door with a cute little poem written every weekend.

Also Crowley knows that is him the one who do those things but she acts like she doesn't know shit and likes to flirt with him sometimes to see his reaction because she thinks it's really adorable.

[ghostieclown]

So I can't write but made an AU

So, it's a highschool AU. Crowley and Az are best friends, having been best friends since they were small children. Their families not understanding the friendship or not approving of it because of how different they[the familes/the kids] are.Of course, there's some good mutual pinning and they almost kiss.

But then Crowley drops a bit of a bomb onto Az, saying that he is in fact a he. Crowley ,having known he was transgender for awhile, was terrified to tell Aziraphale. Aziraphale freaks out but not because of Crowley being trans, more so because he's now worried how his family (The other angels) will react to him being gay.

[king-of-swords-57]

MY DEAREST

the angel observed the demon that was still looking nervously at the mirror, frowning, golden and serpentine eyes that narrowed in the reflection of each curve of his body

his beloved looked annoying, displaying that nervous energy that he had every time something angered him and he did not know how to deal with it

(Because, well yelling at the plants was not as therapeutic as most people thought)

-what is wrong dear?- asked Aziraphale with the same sweet and cuddly voice which mothers ask their children

Crowley's hands tried to straighten his chest harder, pulling on the black lace and silk of the dress

-it's bad-he murmured, his throat reverberated in a hiss content

Aziraphale put aside the latest edition of the Grim brothers' illustrated talles and focused on his demon

-What is it? sweetheart?-

he could see the doubt in those torn pupils

-It's just that ... we are two occult beings in the form of a man-

-A occult being and an ethereal being, but I understand your point-

Crowley proceeded without trying to change his opinion

-I feel bad about this- point to the medium bust that he invoked to be a babysitter- and this -his hand went over his wide hips- and something else, something ... ineffable-

the angel thought for a moment, his beloved had insisted on being the nanny, he had been obsessed Mary Poppins since the books were written

-You can still be the gardener, do you not like the dress? -

-It's not the dress, the dress is exceptional, just look at all that black silk taken from gothic novel, it's just that, my body ... in this disguise it seems to not have the correct form-

the demon now moves away from the mirror, but still looking at his own hands, touching his smooth legs under his skirt

murmuring that his hands were too small and that he missed his reddish hair

-I know I'm not, I'm not ... a man, not really, but most of the time I feel like I'm one, and when I do not feel that, I feel like I'm just something else ... but it makes me angry when everyone sees me, hum, in dress or other feminine things and immediately think that I must be a woman, I know it is stupid but-

the angel remembered something he had read a while ago, it was a human question, something about the gender, he did not understand it at all, the angels have no gender

Aziraphale did not feel the need to put on a label, people already did it for him quite regularly, thank you

So, Yes Angels have no gender

(They also do not know how to dance or eat or know how to grow dahlias)

but, Crowley was just...Crowley.

His lovely readhead, the dearest.

the redhead threw himself dramatically to the chair, as if he were a Viactorian poet

-It's okay to pretend to be something for a while, it's fun, but when things get serious I do not want them to see me just for that-

the ethereal being felt that all his existence is overflowing with a violent and warm grace, furious and tender, he was spilling devotion...just....not for anyone above, but for this occult being in his library

-Oh darling! you really do not have to worry about that, you're wonderful, the most handsome man in the existence-

the blush covered the sharp cheekbones of the demon

(He is cute)

-don't be cheeky angel, that's my job-

-in any case, since when have you felt like that, dear boy?-

the other seemed to preen at the mere mention of the sugary nickname

-oh well, I may not have told you, but hey, it was so long ago that it could well be from the moment I existed ... and ... I realized when, when I eat the apple-

at this time Aziraphale had to straighten up from the seat and learn to breathe again

-you did what?-

-I eat the apple, like you know, THE APPLE, How many sacred trees are there in the Edenic garden?-

-Oh you-

-Yes-

Crowley seemed as embarrassed as a teenager who gets caught watching Disney movies, even more embarrassing than being found watching porn

-oh angel! you would have loved it, it was so intense, it was only a moment, but it was ... like listening to all the voices, seeing all the figures, past, present, so many possibilities, the stars imploded in my fingers, it was a revelation, and that's when I realized that I wanted to ... even if everything superficial changed, I NEEDED this form-

-oh-

the angel had run out of words but he understands what his beloved needed

He made a movement with his arms, forming a miracle, Crowley's body became the abitual, the dress and his heels adjusted to the masculine body, his red hair perfectly coordinated with his face, the marked features of his face made him have a wild and charming beauty

(also silently add a small blessing so that the humans around him did not notice the pronoun change)

-Ready my dear boy, now just let me...- other flash miracle , and the angel was Brother Francis- now we can go for a while to play house with the antichrist-

his Crowley smiled so charmingly, swing his figure to the library door

-Oh silly gardener Nanny always knew you were bastard enough to save the world with me-

-I would not be willing to save the world with anyone else, love-