South Downs cottage fluff based on the Dolly Parton song “Berrypie” 🩷

✨️ 𝓛𝓮𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 ✨️

Crowley Starmaker but, again, make it the cover of Vogue uBu✨️

A peek through a bookshop's blackout curtains

fucking incredible art by @chernozemm (full on ao3)

flawless (E) (35k) (1/5)

When Crowley had snaked himself across the bar top, half purring, half snarling for Aziraphale to live a little, this wasn’t exactly what he meant by it. Not exclusively, anyway. If there was a list of possibilities, it may have been on there somewhere; scrawled as a hasty afterthought, perhaps under a subheading of Things That Would Surely Never Actually Happen. But the sight of Aziraphale lying naked and debauched in the middle of his black satin sheets was not something he was about to hesitate over. (If there was a second list, one surreptitiously scribbled on a napkin in the dark corner of a crowded bar, it would be titled Things Crowley Had No Right To Crave As Much As He Did, and it would start and end with this single bullet point)

@goodomensafterdark

Sweet Dreams - Part VII

we move out of dangerously spicy territory with this chapter, but as always, WIPs, earlier releases and extra spice can be found on Patreon! <3

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Well, that went down like a lead balloon.

Aziraphale loves the train… 🥺🚂

Drawing I did a few days ago ! I wanted to draw a rough background but with a cute ambiance, I hope you like it ✨ they’re on holiday… maybe going to Edinburgh ?

Also, not that I don’t wanna answer all your nice comments but I still don’t know how to proceed haha. But thank you all, I’m so happy to join you here, y’all are so nice and I’m happy to read that you like my silly art 🤧🫶

Today Crowley and Aziraphale decided to go on a road trip picnic. Crowley wanted to use the GPS on his phone, but Aziraphale insisted that maps work just as well, if not better, and batted his lashes until Crowley put the phone away. Naturally, they were lost within the hour. After much playful bickering, the Bentley decided to take matters into its own hands, and drove them to a lovely spot where they enjoyed their sandwiches and champagne.

💛 beautiful tomorrows 💛

I love looking at clothes on pinterest and immediately remembering aziracrow

(I know I didn't make the clothes perfectly, but I still liked this art)

Day #896 of David Tennant as a Fennec Fox 🦊 @neil-gaiman

You know what (who) to do… Angel…

Incorrect Good Omens Quotes Masterpost Part 1 : here

Incorrect Good Omens Quotes Masterpost Part 2 : here

"Hard on the buttocks, horses. Major design flaw if you ask me."

This is your reminder that Crowley doesn't like riding horses because he has no ass. No ass at all. He has the physique of a svelte noodle. But instead of admitting he's the problem because he has no ass, he blames it on the design of the horse, because he can't take accountability for anything, not a single thing, not ever.

I mean, if Gabriel and Beelzebub can do it, go off together, then we can.

So when are we going to hear Crowley speak French?

(Preferably to Aziraphale)

Cranking up the heat - Part 6

holding on for dear life.