One of the beautiful things about reading Good Omens Fluff is that sometimes you read a Fic by someone who clearly really identifies with Aziraphale and you can just feel the love for Crowley radiate off the page. Sometimes it’s because the author was already kinda in love with David Tennant’s Crowley but sometimes it’s just because once you really get yourself into Aziraphale’s head, it’s impossible not to admire all of Crowley’s coolness and gentleness and dedication just like he does.
And sometimes you read a Fic by someone who clearly really identifies with Crowley and you can just feel the love for Aziraphale slithering all over the page. Sometimes it’s because the author was already kinda in love with Michael Sheen’s Aziraphale but sometimes it’s just because once you really get yourself into Crowley’s head, it’s impossible not to admire all of Aziraphale’s softness and silliness and indulgence just like he does.
Good Omens Season 3 is like the first time I felt like I was looking at a Good Omens work by someone who clearly identifies with Crowley, but has no understanding for why he loves Aziraphale and no desire to understand, either.























