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Crowley: Are you okay?? Why are you crying?!
Aziraphale: Yeah *sniffles* it’s just this onion
Crowley: *furiously grabs onion* what the FUCK did you do to my angel?!
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Crowley: Angel, can I ask you something?
Aziraphale: Of course, dear.
Crowley: Do you…like me?
Aziraphale: *visible confusion* Do I like you…?
Crowley: Yeah, you know, like………*trails off*
Aziraphale: ??
Crowley: you know what I mean…
Aziraphale:
Crowley:
Aziraphale: Do I have a crush on you?
Crowley: yeah
Aziraphale:
Crowley:
Aziraphale:
Crowley:
Aziraphale: My dear, dear boy………
Aziraphale: We have literally been married for the last several decades..
Crowley:
Aziraphale:
Crowley: So, is that a yes?
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send this to ten blogs you think are lovely and deserve a boop on the nose <3 (don’t worry if you don’t wanna do it m’love!)
Oh my goodness thank you so much 🖤🖤🖤
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Gabriel: Go to hell
Crowley: Already been, didn’t agree with me
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Beelzebub, drunk: I don’t give a damn about sin
Crowley, also drunk: yeah, me either, fuck trigonometry
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Aziraphale: I go to church every Sunday.
Crowley: ………………?
Aziraphale: Okay, every other Sunday…
Crowley:
Aziraphale:
Crowley:
Aziraphale: I’ve BEEN to church!
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Crowley: Gender? What are we in Soviet Russia??
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Nina: Why aren’t they talking?
Maggie: They got into an argument last night
Nina: Oh, well then why are they holding hands?
Maggie: Crowley gets sad when they argue
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Aziraphale: You’re drunk 😒
Crowley: You’re sexy 😏
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Aziraphale: Crowley!
Crowley: What is it angel?
Aziraphale: I need your help, I’ve fallen terribly ill!
Crowley: You’ve what?
Aziraphale: Won’t you please, cuddle me until I feel better?
Crowley:
Aziraphale:
Crowley:
Aziraphale:
Crowley: Angel, we don’t get sick.
Aziraphale: cuddle me! 😠
Crowley: okay
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Crowley: is this seat taken?
Aziraphale: That’s my lap
Crowley: that doesn’t answer my question
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apparently we’ve surpassed 200 followers on this account. wot.
thank you! trying to be more consistent lol. really glad I can make some of you laugh! hope you’re all having a wonderful holiday season despite the world being a flaming garbage ball lately.
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Aziraphale: Look, I know we don’t always see eye to eye-
Crowley: That’s because you’re too short.
Aziraphale:
Crowley:
Aziraphale:
Crowley:
Aziraphale: Listen here you little shit
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Crowley: *answers phone* what?
Aziraphale: Crowley! Where on earth are you going?
Crowley: I’m going home, what’s the problem?
Aziraphale: Oh my dear, you’re terribly drunk aren’t you?
Crowley: I know that’s why I got a taxi, I’ll get home safe don’t worry Angel.
Aziraphale: Crowley! We were drinking at your place!
Crowley:
Crowley:
Crowley: *taps cab driver* Sir, where am I going?
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Crowley: *standing outside the bookshop holding a sign that reads “dinner tonight, angel?”
Jim: *excitedly from window* Okay! :D
Crowley: no, absolutely not, go tell Aziraphale…
Jim: Mr fell! I’m going to dinner with your husband tonight!
Aziraphale: That’s nice Jim.
Aziraphale:
Aziraphale: my wot
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Crowley: And then he just left me!
Maggie: Aw, it’s gonna be okay!
Nina: Yeah, you don’t need him. Honestly, fuck Aziraphale!
Crowley: *sob* I’M TRYING!!
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Gabriel: You sin all the time, how have you not fallen?
Aziraphale: I am the almighty’s specialist little princess
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