n | she/her | france | 24 | lesbian | good omens, queer content and whatever soothes the heart
if you’ve ever enjoyed me incoherently rambling about two celestial queer entities with no braincells might i suggest my good omen fics to you
"The point is," said Crowley, "the point is. The point is." He tried to focus on Aziraphale. "The point is," he said, and tried to think of a point.
If Crowley ever did pray to Aziraphale while he’s in heaven it would just be stuff like ‘Hope you’re enjoying heaven archangel Aziraphale. I just got back from France. The crepes were amazing and I had a burgundy that rivaled the 1748 Domaine de la Romanée-Conti. Tell Michael I said they’re tacky and their hair is bad.’
I am far from saying the 60th anniversaries were perfect BUT I already know I fundamentally can't relate to people who didn't like the bi-generation. You don't like David Tennant and Ncuti Gatwa being silly together? You don't like Donna getting her bestie back? You don't like the physical embodiment of radical self love?? You don't like that we get to keep the same bitchin Tardis set but it has a jukebox and entry ramp now??? Where's your whimsy where's your fucking whimsy???
Crowley should be allowed to kiss Aziraphale’s hand and wrist very tenderly and whisper all the romantic gentle sweet things his nasty little heart has always desired to tell Aziraphale in S3. Let him be a romantic.
Aziraphale should be allowed to devour that demon's face and slam him against a wall and have the kinkiest sluttiest most loony tunes sex in history in S3. Let him be a whore.
