the earth welcomes you: illustration

 last night I was talking about the earth welcomes you and how Crowley and Aziraphale get a million stupid 90s family portraits done by their tacky older lesbian photographer friend (because queer families survive in the 90s by surrounding themselves with other queer families). but then I made a joke about how Crowley's probably a little sad they never did a dumb pregnancy shoot because that was before they found friends and settled in and became safe and then I accidentally made myself sad and so I resolved to fix it for them with a Polaroid and a self-timer. 

the earth welcomes you can be found on ao3 here. 



Scene transcription: 

Crowley was lounged more or less comfortably on the couch, paging through a maternity magazine. 

"The humans do all sorts of funny photos for this sort of thing," he said absently. "When was the last time you had your portrait done, angel?"

"Oh, around 1912, I believe."

There was a long silence, Crowley staring at the open pages without moving.

"Do you ever think about how we don't get any do-overs anymore?"

Aziraphale huffed, leaned over to take the magazine away.

"Don't get maudlin, my dear. Come on, I have an idea." 

it's ash wednesday and I'm gay

I literally got off to such a good start this morning. I didn't make it to 7am service but I'm just gonna go to the hungover one at 6pm instead, I got up at a semi-reasonable hour, I didn't use any phone apps until I'd been up for an hour, I watered my plants, I did a rosary, and then.... then I saw the Good Omens trailer and I've been in gay agony ever since. RIP my yoga class that I completely skipped, RIP all the cleaning I was supposed to do today, I can only Languish.