[sosuperawesome]

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[trinitychaos]

I just really like the idea of Gabriel and Beelzebub going out to get coffee together every week or so. Just to vent about their jobs and subordinates and humanity. 

and like, they go to the same cafe every time and they use this time and place to navigate how to pass as humans.

(under cut because it got a little long)

[ineffableplan]

[atikiology]

i’m really into the idea that crowley can’t handle compliments and aziraphale just. wrecks him on purpose.

[atikiology]

Aziraphale: you look particularly handsome tonight, my darling, and this is a wonderful date, every date with you is better than the one before
Crowley, already close to fainting: …….oh no i think i need to leave
Aziraphale: no, my love, you don’t. the wine is wonderful, and you look amazing, so please stay.
Crowley: i have an appointment
Aziraphale: we’ve been dating for 20 years you can’t keep doing this and you look SO dashing, i can hardly believe i get to be here with such an extraordinarily be-
Crowley: i think I LEFt THE STOVE oN
Aziraphale: you are so beautiful tonight
Crowley, chugging wine out of the bottle: oh my g- 

[a-zira-fell]

[kharismon]

I was thinking… what if all demons might be “nice” if they’ve got an angel? What if the big “no-no” in getting them together is because, at the end, they will not be able to hurt each other, if they know each other?

I keep imagining Hastur, after the Apocalypsen’t, burning with desire of vengance, going after Crowley, finding him in the bookshop (as always). But Aziraphale is there (of course, it’s his shop after all), Hastur trembles because he knows what an angel can do. In the same time, Aziraphale knows that it will never stops if he start to smite demons and violence calls violence, so he try to be reasonable

Aziraphale: Oh, Lord, you must be Hastur! Crowley told me a lot about you! You’re really a nasty demon, aren’t you! Such a good… a mean, bad work you did! I’m so sorry but I cannot allow you to harm Crowley, he’s my everything and I will absolutely die before anything happens to him, I love him too much

And that’s it. Hastur is completely shattered and finally understand why Crowley is like this, why he chose the Earth over Hell.

BONUS: Aziraphale making hot cocoa for everyone, just to soothe the mood, he add to Hastur’s cup a little more marshmallows and a sprikle of rainbow chips. And the demon, tearly, looks over Crowley that is being pampered with all the Angel’s attention and love “that’s it. I want an Angel too. That bastard Crowley figured it all 6000 years ago”

[ladyyatexel]

[violentwavesofemotion]

Alicia Ostriker, from The Imaginary Lover: Poems; “25th Year of Marriage, It Goes On,”

[noirandchocolate]

THE DISCWORLD YEAR.  The calendar on a planet which is flat and revolves on the back of four giant elephants is always difficult to establish.  It can be derived, though, by starting with the fact that the spin year–defined by the time taken for a point on the Rim to turn one full circle–is about 800 days long.  The tiny sun orbits in a fairly flat ellipse, being rather closer to the surface of the Disc at the Rim than at the Hub (thus making the Hub rather cooler than the Rim).  This ellipse is stable and stationary with respect to the Turtle–the sun passes between two of the elephants.

The effect of all this is that the ‘spin year’ contains two of each season–two summers, two winters and so on.  The winters occur when our theoretical point is at 90 degrees to the orbit of the sun, and the summers when it is directly under the orbit.
…
In the days of the Ankh-Morpork Empire this was fully understood and the Great Year was divided into eight seasons–Winter Prime, Spring Prime, Summer Prime, Autumn Prime, Winter Secundus, Spring Secundus and so on.  But this was always a purist’s view of the calendar, of interest only to wizards and astrologers.  Most people–and certainly most rural areas–really dealt quite sensibly in what were technically half-years, a little longer than a terrestrial year, but noted that some years the sun rose on your left as you faced the Hub, and on others it rose on your right.  Apart from that, they follow the natural year.  You plough, you sow, it grows, you harvest–that’s a year, no matter what some daft old man in Ankh-Morpork says.

This has caused some confusion over the naming of various festivals.  Hogswatchnight and Crueltide are, from the farmer’s point of view, the 'same’ festival, although in fact they are the middle and end of the year.  Midsummer Eve and Small Gods Eve are also 'the same’ for practical purposes.  In rural areas Hogswatchnight and Midsummer Eve tend to be used to refer to both festivals, since they refer to natural, homely things (the beginning of summer and the killing of animals).

Terry Pratchett and Stephen Briggs, “Turtle Recall: The Discworld Companion So Far”
(Okay was anyone gonna tell me that technically Hogswatch and people’s birthdays only ‘really’ happen once every 800 days or did I have to read that in a companion book myself?)

[azira-crow]

[assiraphales]

the differences between aziraphale & crowley while they’re alone create a v interesting juxtaposition bc on one hand there’s aziraphale who is as well adjusted as an angel could be, ambling around his cozy bookstore and enjoying the local cuisine, and on the other is crowley, a bubbling pot of drama, angst, and a dash of self-loathing that yells at his plants, creates Inconveniences, and drives fast, all while missing his angel

[azira-yeet]

Crowley, after the holy water argument: I Shall Sleep And Never Wake Up Again (until my angel is about to get himself killed by Nazis)

Aziraphale: I’m going to learn the gavotte! :)

[good-omens-fanart]

[rhymewithrachel]

“Funny if we both got it wrong, eh? If I did the good thing and you did the bad one?”

[niceprophecies]

The happy couple enjoying their crepes

[niceprophecies]

[hellvocado]

plants fear him