I didn't get a chance to say what I was going to say, I think I'd better say it now. We've known each other a long time. We've been on this planet for a long time. I mean, you and me. I could always rely on you. You could always rely on me. We're a team, a group. Group of the two of us. And we've spent our existence pretending that we aren't. I mean, the last few years, not really. And I would like to... I mean, if Gabriel and Beelzebub can do it, go off together, then we can. Just the two of us. We don't need Heaven, we don't need Hell, they're toxic. We need to get away from them, just be an us. You and me, what do you say?

AZIRAPHALE AND CROWLEY
in Good Omens: season two

They did something to my heart physically 🥹🥹🤌🤌🫵🫶🙏

Night
Day

William Morris by 1860s

CROWLEY + CALLING AZIRAPHALE ANGEL

Delirium of the Endless

Commission for the lovely @notallsandmen 💛 thank you

Edit: Original: Absinthe Robette (1895) by Henri Privat-Livemont

don’t think i can call it a hyperfixation anymore fam im afraid im just long term insane about this piece of media

#crowley being unable to sit still whilst he waits for aziraphale

throwing up