Good Omens Heacannons: GIFTS EDITION

just reading this hurts

I HAD A DREAM THE GOOD OMENS FINALE CAME OUT AND IT WAS SO BAD AND I HONESTLY WOKE UP IN ACTUAL DISTRESS

me, shivering under 3 blankets on my bed in the middle of winter: sUnSHinE? wHeRe? whErE iS tHe sUNshiNE?

god i love being able to do work from my laptop on a bench in the sunshine with an iced vanilla latte by my side

Headcannon asks :)

I love making headcannons they're actually so fun like what *makes little grabby hands at the free serotonin*

SO if anyone has any requests for some headcannons to do with a fandom I'm in (which are a lot tbh) feel free to leave an ask :):)

just fyi I don't do headcannons for specific parings (apart from ineffable husbands I love them so much <3) so please don't request any romantic stuff thank youuuuu

songs from my ineffable husbands playlist <3

From Eden (Hozier): Honey, you're familiar, like my mirror years ago; idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its sword; Innocence died screaming, honey ask me, I should know; I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door.

Northern Attitude (Hozier + Noah Kahan): if you get too close, and I'm not how you hoped, forgive my northern attitude, oh I was raised out in the cold...

Love of my life (Queen): Love of my life, you've hurt me...you've broken me down, and now you leave me...

Do I wanna know? (Hozier cover): Crawling back to you...every thought of calling when you've had a few? cause I always do...

Little talks (Of monsters and Men): So wait, wait, wait for me, please hang around, I'll see you when I fall asleep...

First Love/Last Spring (Mitski): And I don't wanna go home yet...let's walk to the top of the big night sky...so please hurry, leave me, I can't breathe, please don't say you love me...

Atlantis (Seafret): I can feel it coming down, and in my heart and in my head, tell me why this has to end...my Atlantis, I can't save us...

Daylight (David Kushner): Oh I love it and I hate it at the same time...you and I drink the poison from the same vine...hiding all of our sins from the daylight...

Good old fashioned lover boy (Queen): Does this one even need explanation?

making this made me realise just how angsty my good omens playlists are T_T

“But the TARDIS does your hair?”

“It…uh it does”

Something about the doctors delivery there makes me think this is like the time lord equivalent of your mum doing your hair xD

this is so thoschei coded im dying T_T

You know what trope I wanna see more of? Couples who have been married forever who are estranged but still in love but estranged. You know me better than any other person on earth. I haven't seen you in three years. I never stopped loving you. If I have to spend another minute in your presence I will murder you. I'm hurt and I need you right here with me. God you're such a dumbass. You're the only one I trust to do this job. I want you out of my sight.

Even More Good Omens Headcannons:

so we know that Hell has a photo of Crowley and Aziraphale shaking hands in 1941, which they attempted to threaten them with

BUT hear me out:

Beelzebub had known Crowley was 'fraternising' with an angel since Rome...

they didn't usually make time to visit Earth, but that Archangel Gabriel was sent down to observe some human thing or another, and really, they couldn't let an agent of heaven have the run of the place, could they?

and while they were there, totally not spying on the Archangel's activities in fly form, they happened to see the demon Crowley speaking with the angel of the eastern gate, Azifela or whatever his name was

they brushed it aside though, confident that it was just another one of Crowley's elaborate temptation plans (several of which Beelzebub had been forced to sit through tedious presentations of)

They thought nothing of it, until a couple of centuries later, when Beelzebub had just popped over to France to watch the revolution play out (well, to watch the guillotine play out - they didn't much care about sides as long the decapitating got done)

and, of course, sensing an angelic presence in the Bastille, they had to check it out (because what if it was Gabriel??)

...

It turned out to be that Aziraphale fellow, who had somehow gotten himself all tied up in a revolution that had absolutely nothing to do with him at all, and Crowley was there with him! And they were b a n t e r i n g

like they were friends or something

which was ridiculous - an angel and a demon couldn't be friends, no matter how hard they tried

and say what you will about Beelzebub, but they're a demon with professional standards, so they snapped a picture of the pair having crepes together (crepes? really) (side note: cameras were definitely invented during the french revolution no need to look it up no really don't google it)

so, yes, over the centuries, Beelzebub had collected enough evidence of Crowley and Aziraphale's...friendship, arrangement, whatever you wanted to call it, to make sure the both of them were sufficiently...dealt with by their respective head offices

but something stopped them from turning in the photographs

maybe it was the spread of compassion they still had buried deep, deep down within their demonic heart

or maybe it was the fact, the feeling, that if Aziraphale and Crowley could do it, become friends against all odds, maybe Gabriel and Beelzebub had a better chance then they thought

good omens: WEDDING EDITION (part 1)

yeah that's right; below is my idea for the perfect Aziracrow wedding <3

they argue for ages about the venue until they see a news article saying that South Downs in England has officially re-introduced native nightingales into the area

and I mean, after seeing that, could they get married anywhere else?

Crowley in a dress.

a beautiful black lacy dress, complete with tall silver heels (not that he needs the extra height)

Aziraphale has a tartan bowtie, of course

they're both wearing a green carnation pinned to their lapels (Aziraphale got the idea from his dear friend Oscar)

when Aziraphale goes to walk down the aisle, time almost seems to slow down (and maybe it does; who knows?)

he's almost glowing a soft golden colour from the sheer joy

he gives the impression of a sunrise - warm, peaceful, and filled with hope for the coming day

Crowley, on the other hand, looks like a sunset

bold, elegant, and strong, never quiet the same from day to day, but with a hint of pink some nights, splashes of purples and blues on others - the kind of breathtaking view that makes you stop and watch for a while

standing together, they look like they were made for each (which, of course, they were)

not night and day, exactly, nor twilight and dusk, but the gorgeous bursts of colour that paint the earth's skies to celebrate the dawn of a new time and the completion of a finished one

even Gabriel and Beelzebub (who weren't on the list but showed up anyway) had to admit that they looked lovely

behind the archway is a delicate, shining stain glass window that depicts (in the most accurate detail you will ever find) the garden of Eden

if you look very closely, you might spot a couple of black scales amongst the branches of an apple tree, or a gleaming white feather or two

the archway that the couple is standing under is decorated with roses, some of which are colours that any gardening enthusiasts attending are pretty sure don't exist, or at least, haven't been discovered yet

on the left side the roses are a gorgeous, glossy black

on the right side, the roses are a fluffy, sun-catching white

as the roses get closer to the middle of the archway, they form a gradient, from black and white to a very light and a very dark grey

and right in the middle, hanging above the pair when they kiss, the roses are almost the colour of stars on a clear night

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Aziracrow, 1941:

Aziraphale: I knew you'd come through for me - you always do.

Crowley: Well, you said trust me.

Aziraphale: And you did.

Aziracrow, season 3:

Aziraphale: I knew you'd come through for me...you always do.

Crowley: ....

Crowley: well, you said trust me.

Aziraphale: ...and you did.

How Aziraphale and Crowley would propose to each other: (part 1)

yall we all know Crowley would freak out about it for ages

he would have every little detail meticulously planned out months in advance like the romantic he really is

Aziraphale totally knew he was going to propose for ages (Crowley literally left the business pamphlet for the engagement photographer on the bookshop table by accident on two separate occasions)

he spent hours arguing with the ringsmith to make sure that the ring was PERFECT

inscribed on it in looping cursive is the phrase "my world"

one spring morning Aziraphale woke up to find a note next to his pillow that just read 'Angel - Berkeley square. 2:00.'

(Crowley had re-written that note over 30 times, attempts ranging from a page long love letter to two words on a piece of otherwise blank paper.)

Aziraphale, of course, made sure to wear his best outfit for the occasion, seeing as Crowley was probably the least-subtle being in the universe when it came to secret proposal planning.

Crowley's speech was hesitant at first, like he half expected to be turned down, but as he began speaking the words he had prepped and scrapped and written over and over again, his confidence grew until he was able to meet Aziraphale's eyes and see the blazing in his Angel's expression.

In the end, he forgot most of what he had planned to say, and just started saying what he felt was right.

Crowley: We've known each other a long time - we're a group, a team. A team of the two of us. And we've spent our entire existence pretending that we're not...apart from these last few years, which have been the best years of my life...Angel? Make me the happiest demon in the world, which, I know, is basically like asking you to make me the fastest sloth, but I -

Aziraphale: Oh Crowley...oh Crowley, Yes.

Crowley: ...Yes?

Azriaphale: Yes.