#soft crowley

[shades-o-grey]

Saw this adorable art posted by @periwinkle-berries of Aziraphale and Crowley doing a puzzle, >>>Link Here<<<

And it got me thinking what their "puzzle dynamic" would be. I mean...

Who is the one collecting all the edge and corner pieces first?

And who is the one digging through the pile and somehow connecting middle pieces like little galapagos islands?

My headcanon?

Aziraphale likes puzzles end enjoys doing them by himself but when he wants Crolwey to join he purposely starts looking for the middle pieces first because he knows it will drive Crowley crazy he will "have" to step in to "do it properly".

So Crowley finds all the corners and edge pieces to put together first (with Aziraphales help). Then one the all edges are found they swap and Crowley just slides potential pieces over while Aziraphale puts them togther.

In the end, Aziraphale always offers Crowley to put in the final piece and Crowley always lets Aziraphale do it because he knows it's his favourite part (and knows that he only offers to be kind).

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[babyrubysoho]

The final part of my Christmas comic (belated!). (See part 1 and part 2)

Does this count as a happy ending? I'll leave that up to you ^^

Happy New Year, everyone!💖

#good omens fanart #ineffable husbands #aziraphale x crowley #good omens comic #soft crowley #babyrubysoho art

[katcsy]

stress shedding 🐈‍⬛

#good omens #good omens fanart #good omens fan comic #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #azicrow #aziraphale #crowley #good omens fluff #aziracrow fluff #soft crowley #crowley hair

[alfiejames]

Just had a random theory pop into my head as I scared my sister while she was coming out of the bathroom.

Crowley and Aziraphale as parents. If their child misbehaves I know for a fact that neither would shout at the child. In my head, Crowley would take the batteries out of the tv remote and and put on a channel on the tv that he likes to watch but the kid hates and make the kid watch it with him. Aziraphale would scold Crowley slightly after but would also find it hard to not laugh.

Aziraphale on the other hand I believe would use gentle parenting but if that didn’t work (which would only ever happen on one occasion) I believe Aziraphale would raise his voice. No one would be happy with Azirapahale raising his voice so no one would ever do anything to truly upset Aziraphale. I mean we saw him in season 2 in the bookshop when the Demons attacked. I think the only person who would want Aziraphale to act like that around them would be Crowley but for different reasons

EDIT: as per @reloha comment about Crowley shouting at his plants, I’ve extended the theory. I have written it out in the comments but thought it may be easier to read on the original post.

Since Aziraphale and Crowley post the second coming when they’re all happy and heaven and hell are no longer a threat is where this whole theory takes place in my brain. Pre children. Crowley will still shout and scold his plants. He’s then gone off into a different room and Aziraphale comes into his plants room and apologises on Crowley’s behalf for shouting because Crowley was stressed about something. Aziraphale reasoned with the plants and got them to stop violently shaking. Aziraphale explained that this is how Crowley is. Crowley was secretly hiding behind the door and heard this exchange. This changed something in his heart when he saw the plants immediately stop shaking and grow immensely and stop having leaf spots whenever aziraphale was around them. Crowley then tried speaking with his plants nicely and realised that him speaking nicely to his plants caused them to bloom instantly and more than ever and even produce flowers. Even on plants that aren’t known for flowers. From that moment on. He didn’t scold his plants. He spoke to them with a calm tone. And if the plants happened to have a leaf spot. He would just move the plant to a different spot in the house to be on its own for a day or so as a mild inconvenience

#good omens #aziraphale #crowley #angst #ineffable husbands #ineffable idiots #david tennant #michael sheen #ineffable spouses #ineffable parents #soft crowley #protective crowley #mild inconvenience #mildinconveniencecrowley #soft aziraphale #protective aziraphale

[deathspoems]

Can we please talk about this scene???

Like look how scared he is! And Aziraphale is only worried!

Like it's these little moments where book crowley really come out cause anyone who's read the book knows that aziraphale is a badass. And I find it hilarious and amazing that when asked if he had a fire arm's license he like "oh of course I do" and crowley is just standing there dumbfounded and curious as to why his angel would ever need one.

AND AZIRAPHALE RESPONSE IS SIMPLY " I keep a gun hidden inside a hollowed out book" LIKE THAT NORMAL?!?!

I MEAN PEOPLE PLEASE! THIS IS THE (new) ARCHANGEL OF HEAVEN AZIRAPHALE HE'S NOT FUCKING AROUND

#can you tell I've been obsessing over this since it came out #like sweeties who's attacking you constantly that you needed a weapon to either scare them away or shoot them in a non-lethal area?!?! #good omens #soft crowley #scary angle aziraphale #I wonder if he'll take it with him to heaven to make sure Michael and Uriel keep in line #can you imagine?? just “god I'm kinda new to the job so please forgive me for what I'm about to do” #innefable husbands #also this is the only gif I could find of this sorry

[midnights-dragon]

‘ello ‘ello ‘ello! I’ve been reading your most recent on aO3 and as a fellow Crowley kinnie who has been through a lot myself, thank you so much <3 reading Aziraphale comfort Crowley has been a massive comfort to me and I have a writing request along those very lines

if you’re up to it and want to, could we maybe a get a drabble or so of Aziraphale just asking for Crowley’s consent to do simple and soft (non-sexual) things. like braiding their hair or massaging his hands or kissing his face <3 thank you so much and I absolutely adore your writing!! <3

HELLO lovely anon, I apologize, this got lost over the months and I entirely forgot about it until finding a half written thing in my drafts!! (If you ever send me a request and I don't respond I either am not online, am going to write it and want to save the ask for when it's done, or I'm pondering it.) I have in fact completed said draft thing, and I hope that you (if you see this, I think Tumblr still does that weird thing where it won't tell people anon asks have been answered??) and others enjoy. I loved the prompt about the hair braiding and ran with that!

Summary:

“May I braid your hair, my dear?” Aziraphale’s voice was soft and almost purring, his chest rising and falling peacefully against Crowley’s head. His broad, warm hands were gentle and soothing where they were stroking through the demon’s cascading ginger-and-silver-streaked hair, which he had been letting grow out almost naturally since he and Aziraphale had found their home with each other and their cottage in the South Downs. (In a shared moment of peaceful intimacy, Aziraphale braids Crowley's hair. Very short & sweet.)

#<33 #thank you! #writing requests #requests open #good omens fic #good omens fanfic #gomens fic #fanfic #fanfiction #good omens fluff #south downs cottage #soft crowley #soft aziraphale #cute #asks

[9tailedkestrel]

Crowley is so soft. like when he was handed the gun and it was clear he never held one in his life.

#soft Crowley #to the world #good omens #gos2 spoilers

[theriverspath]

Good Omens November 2023 Writing Challenge. Day 25

A Little Nap

Rated G. Prompt: "In a blissful sigh as you fall asleep" from The way you said "I love you."

"You read too slowly, Angel." A sleepy yawn sighed from the pocket of Aziraphale's waistcoat.

"I’m savoring the text.” Aziraphale’s voice was calm. A smile played at the edges of his lips. “Might I remind you that this was your idea for how we could enjoy a book together." The mild admonishment was softened with affection.

Aziraphale shifted his attention from the book in his lap to the miniature demon leaning out over the edge of the vest’s pocket. He heard a frustrated squeak that, had Crowley been at his usual size, he knew would have been a throaty grumble. When Crowley tucked his arms into the pocket with the rest of him and squirmed down to get comfortable, Aziraphale felt the tickle of the movement.

"Yeah, well, wake me when you're ready to turn the page." Crowley closed his eyes and snuggled his face against the warmth of Aziraphale’s chest. He sighed, content to drift off into the comfort of the moment.

"Of course, dear." A tiny snore was the only response.

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Cross posted to Sendarya's Patreon discord

#good omens fanfic #aziraphale/crowley #good omens fluff #tiny crowley #pocket crowley #cozy #soft crowley #aziraphale

[clairedelune-13]

I love Amazon’s Good Omens, but one change I would make was keeping it so it was still Crowley to breathe life back into the dove in Aziraphale’s sleeve. I always loved that in the book.

#soft crowley #anthony j crowley #good omens

[aethelflaedladyofmercia]

The Most Important Thing--Good Omens Fic

With art by @cassieoh

My fic from the @the-warlock-chronicles-zine is now available on AO3! Get the full fic and Cassieoh's lovely art there!

Read on AO3

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The most important rule when raising an Antichrist is: never get attached.

At least, it was for a demon sent to prepare the child to destroy the world and rule the ashes. The angel, as always, had a simpler job.

Brother Francis could present Warlock with his first kitten, watch the little face fill with wonder and joy. Nanny Ashtoreth had to teach the boy to let it go. He could comfort the child after a fall; she had to teach him to stand up and try again.

Brother Francis only had to love Warlock, and teach him to love in return.

Nanny was there to hone the boy, teach him to be strong, to command, to put his desires above all else. But she had another job, too.

The most important rule when preparing an Antichrist for his apocalyptic duty is: never get attached.

Particularly when one is preparing him to fail.

At any moment, the carefully laid plans of angel and demon could erupt into disaster. Someone had to be ready to act. To remember that the whole world was more important than a single child.

Nanny Ashtoreth stood always at Warlock’s side, watching like a serpent. Cold-blooded. Ready to strike.

“Warlock,” her voice snapped across the room. “You cannot bring every toy you own to America.”

“But I wuv dem!” The boy, not quite seven, clutched a teddy bear half his size.

Nanny folded her arms, stern as ever. Eyes concealed behind black lenses that reflected the world, showing nothing of herself. “What did I tell you about inanimate objects?”

He sighed. “Dey’re not f’me to wuv, dey’re tools t’be essploided in my quetht f’domination.”

“Correct. And save the baby-talk for the gardener, it doesn’t work on me.”

“Sorry, Nanny.”

“Better.” She studied the suitcase on Warlock’s bed, overflowing with stuffed animals, dinosaurs, gadgets, everything that held his interest these days. “This suitcase has to hold everything you need for your trip—”

“I do need them!” He wrapped his arms more firmly around the bear.

Nanny raised her eyebrows, unmoved. “You need fourteen pairs of underwear. Is there room for those?”

One of Warlock’s hands worked itself loose to poke at the mess. “Mmmmmmaybe?”

“No. Nor is there room for your clothing, your spare shoes, or your toothbrush.” She gestured to the pile she’d prepared the night before. “The things you need. How do we solve this?”

He furrowed his brow while Nanny waited patiently. His parents were outside, watching the staff prepare the luggage for their trip to America. Likely wondering where their child was, but Nanny never rushed important lessons.

Finally, Warlock brightened, bouncing with excitement. “I know! Two suitcases!”

Nanny pressed her lips into a line. “Close.”

Read the rest on AO3!

#good omens #good omens fanfiction #warlock dowling #nanny ashtoreth #nanny crowley #nanny and warlock #fanfiction #good omens fic #my writing #crowley #soft crowley #sad crowley #crowley is good with kids #kid warlock dowling #ao3 link #zine fic #the warlock chronicles zine #cassie-oh

[plumbum-art]

Can I watch?

idea: Crowley convices Aziraphale to start a tiktok channel ("Just for funsies, angel. To show your ah cooking skills!"), but then edits the videos to make them look as lasciviously as possible. You know...like That foodporn guy.

#good omens #good omens 2 #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable husbands #good omens fanart #good omens comic #digital art #don't mess with the soft angel or he messes with you #pb comic

[alfiejames]

All finished works woll be posted on Tiktok under the name alfiejames.writing. All of my ongoing works will be posted on A03 under the username of AlfieJames. The unfinished works are: A Sinner Kissed An Angel. The Bentley. Don’t Bother. As of yet, they are all Good Omens fan fictions. I’d be grateful if you could give them a read and let me know what you think in the comments.

#good omens #crowley #aziraphale #fanfiction #angst #ineffable husbands #ineffable idiots #david tennant #michael sheen #writing #good omens fanfiction #aziracrow #soft aziraphale #protective aziraphale #protective crowley #soft crowley

[ourtubahero-blog]

David Tennant vs furniture.

#michael sheen #good omens #aziraphale #ineffable husbands #good ineffable omens #david tennant #good ineffable husbands #welsh seduction machine #the white curl #crowley #soft scottish hipster gigolo #david and michael #david is lowkey bi and michael is highkey bi #David can’t sit straight to save his life

[rcreveal]

Mindfulness Practice

Summary:

NaNoMutt Prompt a Day Challenge: Day 14 How you say I love you: in a whisper in the ear Crowley is trying to un-demon himself. By which I mean that he has held onto labeling himself a demon and post season 3 is exploring letting go of that label and trying to figure out what he wants to be. Tangentially, exploring how he might relate to his Creator.

Work Text:

Crowley walked along the Embankment with his hands in his pockets trying not to be demonic.  Ever since the monk had said that he didn’t have to go “down that destructive dark path again” during the Second Coming business, he’d been trying to undo the protective reflexes of millenia.

Long ago he’d discovered that if he were around places where bad things were happening, that Hell would give him credit.  But, if there wasn’t much on in the human evil department or he was just sick to death of hanging around war and other centers of casual brutality, he’d had to do something to keep Home Office off his back.  Random acts of low level evil and misfortune could cause a fug of distress that had been evil enough for him not to have to engage in anything much worse for ages .  

So when he felt the almost unconscious urge to change the timing on the street lights so that the maximum number of motorists would hit the maximum number of red lights, he growled an imprecation at himself, slouched over to a bench, and threw himself down on it, groaning when he realized that he’d sat down near a play area for very small humans.  Well, it would be a very good place to practice mindfulness, because it would be nigh all impossible! 

Very small humans were a menace to mental equilibrium.  Having been a nanny to one for several years, he considered that this was well-researched fact.  Between the unending vigilance to keep them from maiming and killing themselves, the constant sleep deprivation, the ear-piercing cries triggered by lack of food, lack of clean nappies, lack of a nap, over-stimulation, under-stimulation, any sort of boundary setting, and, God’s truth, the procession of the equinoxes sometimes, it was a wonder their caregivers saw it through so often. 

Luckily his bench faced away from the play area, so said caregivers wouldn’t come over and club him to discorporation for hanging out near the little tykes without one of his own. Holding the little holy relic he used to let him know he was drifting into demonic territory, (it burned only when he drifted) he took off his sunglasses, closed his eyes, settled into a meditative pose and tried to clear his mind.

Breathing in: I’m sitting on a bench.  Breathing out: I’m clearing my mind.

Breathing in: I feel the sunshine on my back. Breathing out: hah, that shriek deafened 3 people by 3%, ouch, damn. I’m clearing my mind.

Breathing in: I smell popcorn. Breathing out: Oops, that wail means the popcorn was spilled and there’ll be a 15 minute temper tantrum that will tarnish the souls of, ouch, really , I’m clearing my mind.

Not wanting to have to explain to Aziraphale why his fingers were blistered, because at this rate they still would be by the time they met up for lunch, he tried looking past all the flustered, frustrated, tired, desperate caregiver feelings.

Breathing in: I’m still sitting on a bench.  Breathing out: that’s a rather infectious giggle, I’m clearing my mind.

Breathing in: the sun is still shining on me.  Breathing out: someone is enjoying the feeling of sand between their toes, I’m clearing my mind.

Breathing in: I smell good coffee: Breathing out: coffee is a pleasure even a tiny sip at a time, I’m clearing my mind.

Breathe in: Breathe out

Breathe in: Breathe out

Breathe in: it’s getting quieter: Breathe out: someone feels love.

Letting his eyes open in a soft focus, Crowley notices that some of the littles are being packaged into prams, and strollers, strapped onto parents with backpacks or yards of fabric.  And over and over, he notices that parents are kissing foreheads and murmuring something to the drowsy and sleeping infants and toddlers.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

After an excellent lunch with Aziraphale, he headed back to Grandmother Alvita’s garden and settled onto his favorite folding lounge chair for a nap in the sun.  The bees were buzzing about the garden, a breeze rustled the leaves of the plants.  As he drifted off he thought he felt the feet of a bee like the lightest kiss on his temple, a breeze brushing his hair like a hand, and a whisper.

He felt love.

#good omens fanfic #nanomutt prompt challenge #short one shot #neil gaiman #soft crowley #fluff and humor

[rossaka]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Good Omens (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens), Crowley & Muriel (Good Omens) Characters: Crowley (Good Omens), Muriel (Good Omens), Aziraphale (Good Omens), Maggie (Good Omens) Additional Tags: Soft Crowley (Good Omens), Crowley is a Mess (Good Omens), Drunken Shenanigans, Drunken Confessions, Crowley & Muriel Friendship (Good Omens), Music, Post-Good Omens (TV) Season 2 Summary:

Crowley is drunk and at rock bottom when he ends up back in the bookshop, which is now being run by Muriel. They manage (with a little help from Taylor Swift) to bring him back from the brink.

#i wrote this #good omens season 2 #soft crowley #muriel

[amateur-weatherman]

#not my meme #ineffable husbands #aziraphale #crowley #good omemes #crowley x aziraphale #lgbtq #innefable husbands #good omens season 2 spoilers #anthony j crowley #neil gaiman #michael sheen #death will not stop david tennant #david tennant #david on fire #soft scottish hipster gigolo #bildad my beloved #bildad the shuhite #bildaddy #bildad nation #bildad brainrot #good omens