Welp, I Don't Have Anyone On Tumblr To Tag, Sooo-

Can't seem to decide on colors so,

Which is better:

this--

this--

or this--

[Answer honestly now.]

Welp, this is mostly based on a scene from chapter 12 of @tastytoast---11‘s Showstoppers fic because I love this pairing and there is no one to drag me away from the fanfiction.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23108308/chapters/55288786 

If this ain't me

Little excerpt from chapter 2 of goosewriting’s wip “Amaretto” over on Ao3. Featuring a human Aziraphale, demon Crowley, and an arrangement!

If you want to check out the story and show the author some support the link is below🧡 https://archiveofourown.org/works/24308572/chapters/58599616#bookmark-form

Say hello to my favorite crack ship!

Mostly just sussing out their size ratios, and let me just say there is no good reason for TFA autobots to be so tiny. I’m not complaining tho

There is a random face doodle to, but-uh-yeah. It’s a little more on the raunchy side of things.

This is beautiful, I couldn't resist UwU 

fic idea # 295

i haven’t written my actual fics for so long here’s another fic idea i’ll never get around to writing, largely inspired by a post (that i can’t FIND) about memory-loss fics in GO and the opportunity to make them happy/silly

sappy fic where crowley temporarily loses his memory from an incident (heaven/hell related) and anathema and newt (who were there inevitably involved) take him to aziraphale  

they make it clear to him that crowley thinks he’s human and it’s probs not a great idea for him to reveal himself as an angel– but the first thing crowley does when he sees the pretty man (aside from make cow eyes at him) is say “well, well…heaven must be missing an angel–" 

aziraphale: ?!?!? well, i– (sweats nervously)  

crowley: tell me sweetheart, did it hurt when you fell from heaven? 

aziraphale: -trying his best to keep a straight face and still keeping a coy smile- i’m not sure dear, you ought to tell me 

crowley, turning to newt: does this angel know me? 

newt: …he’s your husband, mr. crowley

crowley: !!!! THERE IS A GOD! 

and yeh. that’s it. that’s the fic. they discuss things of course, but most of it consists of ((crowley: -tearing up with joy- I HAVE A HUSBAND!))– and dealing with the memory loss 

and of course aziraphale has to deal with crowley asking how they met and stuff– to which aziraphale has to come up with normal human equivalents. obviously he can’t say they met at the top of the garden of eden after god banished the first humans.

aziraphale would probably be vague instead and say that they met when they were very young, but their families didn’t get along well so they often times met in secret. in front of their respective families, they had to keep up the facade of indifference and disdain 

aziraphale says his parents were deeply religious so he had to hide his feelings for crowley for many years and it wasn’t until much later that he had the courage to choose him over anyone else–

and that…he’s deeply sorry it took him so long 

but crowley tells him that even though he can’t remember everything just yet, he knows that he loves and has been in love with aziraphale for a very long time and that he has nothing to be sorry for, especially if he didn’t feel ready to face such terrifying feelings and knowing his family’s ideals and beliefs

they smooch and funny enough the more they do so, memories start flooding in for crowley–

–but they’re all like filthy ones or sweet ones of him and aziraphale either making love or havin a good ol’ fashioned rough romp 

so they both work towards regaining crowley’s memories instead of just waiting for them to come around 

crowley suggests that maybe if they visited places that were meaningful to him, to them, it would jog his memories 

((he suggests this AFTER he suggested that maybe aziraphale ought to remind him of their wedding night. and esp their honeymoon. via demonstration of course))

this leads them to have a small getaway throughout london, most of england ("holy fuck. im loaded,” crowley whispered in awe as he marveled at his beloved Bentley. “YES DEAR, PLEASE WATCH THE ROAD”) 

but it only really jogs crowley’s latest memories of london/the UK and they’re all colored through a lens of someone who might have experienced them a few years, maybe a decade ago, not centuries ago.  

so aziraphale suggests they take a trip to older destinations from their love story throughout the ages

and eventually, a lot sooner than he lets on, crowley does remember everything– but he loves going through this little journey with his angel (his real-life LITERAL angel) that he just plays oblivious while getting to have this time with his husband.

(keep in mind, aziraphale’s making up all sorts of stories and ‘modern’ iterations about what took place here and what made it so special to them) 

aziraphale’s worried– but not as worried as he really ought to be; still he decides to do his last resort: reveal his true nature to crowley and he does so in the place where they first met–

the garden of eden.

he does just that, revealing himself in all heavenly splendor to crowley, wings and all and aziraphale’s just: ??? so??? anything? 

but crowley’s just looking at him, lovestruck as he’s always been. “you’re as beautiful as the day i met you.”

—

later on, crowley does admit that he regained all his memories some time ago 

“it was the oysters in florence that did it. YOU technically asked me out on our first date even if neither of us had the guts to call it that. of course it’d be the thing to get me to remember." 

"really? not the bastille???" 

"angel, all i remember from that were flashes of you in frills and stockings all chained up. a bit hard to concentrate with that imagery" 

happy end im sappy 

Goals,

freaking goals

Good omens animation/Do I wana know

It’s finally done guys. It’s 3am & I can rest in peace now (=v=)

‘Sweeps’ Kimia under the rug in favor of space quest

Round-robin collab time!

Sketch by yours truly

Lines by @toontyrant

Colors by @sporadichumanoidoperatortrash

Go check out their blogs for the other parts of the collab!

Edit: Take 2

Sketch by mwah

Lines by @sporadichumanoidoperatortrash

Color by @toontyrant

Just a couple of husbands doing karaoke, that’s all 🎤