Anthony J. Crowley
@mrajcrowley.bsky.social
Following an angel.
Well, he’s… infuriatingly good.
Not sanctimonious. Not smug. Not the holier-than-thou nonsense Heaven churns out. Just good. The way that chooses kindness when it’s inconvenient. The way that bends the rules for people who need it and then pretends he didn’t.
And he believes in you lot.
Not sanctimonious. Not smug. Not the holier-than-thou nonsense Heaven churns out. Just good. The way that chooses kindness when it’s inconvenient. The way that bends the rules for people who need it and then pretends he didn’t.
And he believes in you lot.
Tell me about something you love about Aziraphale.
Please and thank you.
Please and thank you.
February 17, 2026 at 12:37 PM
Well, he’s… infuriatingly good.
Not sanctimonious. Not smug. Not the holier-than-thou nonsense Heaven churns out. Just good. The way that chooses kindness when it’s inconvenient. The way that bends the rules for people who need it and then pretends he didn’t.
And he believes in you lot.
Not sanctimonious. Not smug. Not the holier-than-thou nonsense Heaven churns out. Just good. The way that chooses kindness when it’s inconvenient. The way that bends the rules for people who need it and then pretends he didn’t.
And he believes in you lot.
Aziraphale's caught a cold. He's used up his miracle ration, but doesn't want me using mine either...
I put on my pyjamas, and help the angel warm up his feet...
Downstairs in the kitchen. I make tea, tie on Aziraphale's apron, and begin to cook a hearty soup. Aziraphale says nothing cures...
I put on my pyjamas, and help the angel warm up his feet...
Downstairs in the kitchen. I make tea, tie on Aziraphale's apron, and begin to cook a hearty soup. Aziraphale says nothing cures...
February 17, 2026 at 9:06 AM
Aziraphale's caught a cold. He's used up his miracle ration, but doesn't want me using mine either...
I put on my pyjamas, and help the angel warm up his feet...
Downstairs in the kitchen. I make tea, tie on Aziraphale's apron, and begin to cook a hearty soup. Aziraphale says nothing cures...
I put on my pyjamas, and help the angel warm up his feet...
Downstairs in the kitchen. I make tea, tie on Aziraphale's apron, and begin to cook a hearty soup. Aziraphale says nothing cures...
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This is very, very, very close to the truth.
"The rain stopped.
At least, the rain inside stopped.
Sometimes, there were still clouds.
And sometimes there were storms.
But they were Together,
and Together is the very best weather of all."
"The rain stopped.
At least, the rain inside stopped.
Sometimes, there were still clouds.
And sometimes there were storms.
But they were Together,
and Together is the very best weather of all."
Aziraphale didn’t find him at the bookshop, so he took his tired bones and started walking and walking.
And walking.
Until he found a cottage with a gorgeous apple tree in the front garden.
#home
#goodomens
#artist
And walking.
Until he found a cottage with a gorgeous apple tree in the front garden.
#home
#goodomens
#artist
February 17, 2026 at 3:30 AM
This is very, very, very close to the truth.
"The rain stopped.
At least, the rain inside stopped.
Sometimes, there were still clouds.
And sometimes there were storms.
But they were Together,
and Together is the very best weather of all."
"The rain stopped.
At least, the rain inside stopped.
Sometimes, there were still clouds.
And sometimes there were storms.
But they were Together,
and Together is the very best weather of all."
Mary Poppins film night at our cottage tonight!
February 16, 2026 at 8:17 PM
Mary Poppins film night at our cottage tonight!
February 16, 2026 at 6:43 PM
I'm a demon. I lied.
😈
😈
February 16, 2026 at 5:31 PM
I'm a demon. I lied.
😈
😈
Someone asked.
Shoes back then? They weren’t exactly comfortable, but they did cut a rather devastating silhouette. Positively sinful, really.
Style over comfort. Always has been. One of humanity’s greatest talents. Obviously.
Shoes back then? They weren’t exactly comfortable, but they did cut a rather devastating silhouette. Positively sinful, really.
Style over comfort. Always has been. One of humanity’s greatest talents. Obviously.
February 15, 2026 at 11:13 PM
Someone asked.
Shoes back then? They weren’t exactly comfortable, but they did cut a rather devastating silhouette. Positively sinful, really.
Style over comfort. Always has been. One of humanity’s greatest talents. Obviously.
Shoes back then? They weren’t exactly comfortable, but they did cut a rather devastating silhouette. Positively sinful, really.
Style over comfort. Always has been. One of humanity’s greatest talents. Obviously.
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#astro Got a clear night after on Friday after 13 wks of cloud and rain. I went for IC443 the Jellyfish Nebula. Just over 6hrs of data. Imaged in SHO, processed in Pixinsight and PS.
February 15, 2026 at 9:58 PM
#astro Got a clear night after on Friday after 13 wks of cloud and rain. I went for IC443 the Jellyfish Nebula. Just over 6hrs of data. Imaged in SHO, processed in Pixinsight and PS.
Late afternoon. I was just about to saunter over to the greenhouse, when I spotted Prism perched on the windowsill. Utterly transfixed.
So I walked over and had a look myself.
And there she was.
An absolute vision of a cat. Sleek and self-assured. Doing that slow, deliberate prowl right in front...
So I walked over and had a look myself.
And there she was.
An absolute vision of a cat. Sleek and self-assured. Doing that slow, deliberate prowl right in front...
February 15, 2026 at 9:08 PM
Late afternoon. I was just about to saunter over to the greenhouse, when I spotted Prism perched on the windowsill. Utterly transfixed.
So I walked over and had a look myself.
And there she was.
An absolute vision of a cat. Sleek and self-assured. Doing that slow, deliberate prowl right in front...
So I walked over and had a look myself.
And there she was.
An absolute vision of a cat. Sleek and self-assured. Doing that slow, deliberate prowl right in front...
February 15, 2026 at 11:03 AM
We've emptied our first bottle of red and started playing a game called "I spy". Although we changed it a bit.
First round:
Aziraphale: "I spy something with my little eye, and it's yellow."
Me: "Funny, angel. It's the blanket beside you."
Him: "Your eyes, Crowley. It's your eyes."
Me: "Uh..."
First round:
Aziraphale: "I spy something with my little eye, and it's yellow."
Me: "Funny, angel. It's the blanket beside you."
Him: "Your eyes, Crowley. It's your eyes."
Me: "Uh..."
February 14, 2026 at 10:47 PM
We've emptied our first bottle of red and started playing a game called "I spy". Although we changed it a bit.
First round:
Aziraphale: "I spy something with my little eye, and it's yellow."
Me: "Funny, angel. It's the blanket beside you."
Him: "Your eyes, Crowley. It's your eyes."
Me: "Uh..."
First round:
Aziraphale: "I spy something with my little eye, and it's yellow."
Me: "Funny, angel. It's the blanket beside you."
Him: "Your eyes, Crowley. It's your eyes."
Me: "Uh..."
I'm NOT being clingy tonight.
I just happen to be in the same room as Aziraphale at all times. Entirely coincidental that I’ve followed him from the kitchen to the sitting room and back again. Twice. Nearly colided with him. Again. Hardly my fault! Demonic spatial awareness. Very unreliable.
I just happen to be in the same room as Aziraphale at all times. Entirely coincidental that I’ve followed him from the kitchen to the sitting room and back again. Twice. Nearly colided with him. Again. Hardly my fault! Demonic spatial awareness. Very unreliable.
February 14, 2026 at 9:03 PM
I'm NOT being clingy tonight.
I just happen to be in the same room as Aziraphale at all times. Entirely coincidental that I’ve followed him from the kitchen to the sitting room and back again. Twice. Nearly colided with him. Again. Hardly my fault! Demonic spatial awareness. Very unreliable.
I just happen to be in the same room as Aziraphale at all times. Entirely coincidental that I’ve followed him from the kitchen to the sitting room and back again. Twice. Nearly colided with him. Again. Hardly my fault! Demonic spatial awareness. Very unreliable.
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*arches brow*
Oh, I daresay they may NOT do as they want with either of us, and any attempt to put asunder our peace and quiet will find Them on the receiving end of a celestial colonoscopy courtesy of a flaming sword, thank you VERY much!
🔥🗡🔥
Oh, I daresay they may NOT do as they want with either of us, and any attempt to put asunder our peace and quiet will find Them on the receiving end of a celestial colonoscopy courtesy of a flaming sword, thank you VERY much!
🔥🗡🔥
As long as I can smell him, his presence, all’s alright. No matter what, it has always been like this.
They can do with us whatever they want, as long as I know he’s here with me…
They can do with us whatever they want, as long as I know he’s here with me…
February 14, 2026 at 5:36 AM
*arches brow*
Oh, I daresay they may NOT do as they want with either of us, and any attempt to put asunder our peace and quiet will find Them on the receiving end of a celestial colonoscopy courtesy of a flaming sword, thank you VERY much!
🔥🗡🔥
Oh, I daresay they may NOT do as they want with either of us, and any attempt to put asunder our peace and quiet will find Them on the receiving end of a celestial colonoscopy courtesy of a flaming sword, thank you VERY much!
🔥🗡🔥
Angel @azfell-esq.bsky.social ? Why're the humans making such a fuss about the key? Ya know, the one to the bookshop that looks like our cottage back door key?
February 13, 2026 at 9:48 PM
Angel @azfell-esq.bsky.social ? Why're the humans making such a fuss about the key? Ya know, the one to the bookshop that looks like our cottage back door key?
As long as I can smell him, his presence, all’s alright. No matter what, it has always been like this.
They can do with us whatever they want, as long as I know he’s here with me…
They can do with us whatever they want, as long as I know he’s here with me…
February 13, 2026 at 7:44 AM
As long as I can smell him, his presence, all’s alright. No matter what, it has always been like this.
They can do with us whatever they want, as long as I know he’s here with me…
They can do with us whatever they want, as long as I know he’s here with me…
Woke from another nap and changed back to my human corporation. Had to take care of my long hair first. Asked Aziraphale to help me braiden it…
February 12, 2026 at 2:01 PM
Woke from another nap and changed back to my human corporation. Had to take care of my long hair first. Asked Aziraphale to help me braiden it…
Still in my snake form, enjoying a quiet evening with the angel on the sofa. He’s reading, I’m lurkin’… could watch him for hoursss…
February 11, 2026 at 9:57 PM
Still in my snake form, enjoying a quiet evening with the angel on the sofa. He’s reading, I’m lurkin’… could watch him for hoursss…
Aziraphale was reading to me, and I must’ve drifted off.
Next thing I know, I woke up and there’s that familiar prickle under the skin. Scales. Slowly spreading like anything. Teeth aching, lengthening, fangs pressing in where perfectly respectable incisors used to be...
Next thing I know, I woke up and there’s that familiar prickle under the skin. Scales. Slowly spreading like anything. Teeth aching, lengthening, fangs pressing in where perfectly respectable incisors used to be...
February 11, 2026 at 1:39 PM
Aziraphale was reading to me, and I must’ve drifted off.
Next thing I know, I woke up and there’s that familiar prickle under the skin. Scales. Slowly spreading like anything. Teeth aching, lengthening, fangs pressing in where perfectly respectable incisors used to be...
Next thing I know, I woke up and there’s that familiar prickle under the skin. Scales. Slowly spreading like anything. Teeth aching, lengthening, fangs pressing in where perfectly respectable incisors used to be...
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1:10 AM, Crowley's greenhouse:
Had a wander out earlier this evening to look at the magic happening in Crowley's greenhouse...
Currants!!!
✨️✨️✨️
Had a wander out earlier this evening to look at the magic happening in Crowley's greenhouse...
Currants!!!
✨️✨️✨️
February 11, 2026 at 1:12 AM
1:10 AM, Crowley's greenhouse:
Had a wander out earlier this evening to look at the magic happening in Crowley's greenhouse...
Currants!!!
✨️✨️✨️
Had a wander out earlier this evening to look at the magic happening in Crowley's greenhouse...
Currants!!!
✨️✨️✨️
Got this book from Aziraphale. Actually I don't read. But I make exceptions. The newspaper. I like reading the newspaper. Always have.
So why not start reading a book about plants.
Aziraphale said it will make me understand plants. Told him I do understand plants, but he insists I read it.
So why not start reading a book about plants.
Aziraphale said it will make me understand plants. Told him I do understand plants, but he insists I read it.
February 11, 2026 at 5:40 AM
Got this book from Aziraphale. Actually I don't read. But I make exceptions. The newspaper. I like reading the newspaper. Always have.
So why not start reading a book about plants.
Aziraphale said it will make me understand plants. Told him I do understand plants, but he insists I read it.
So why not start reading a book about plants.
Aziraphale said it will make me understand plants. Told him I do understand plants, but he insists I read it.
Someone asked.
Yes, it's still there.
It won't just vanish.
It's the sigil of the serpent.
Yes, it's still there.
It won't just vanish.
It's the sigil of the serpent.
February 9, 2026 at 7:22 PM
Someone asked.
Yes, it's still there.
It won't just vanish.
It's the sigil of the serpent.
Yes, it's still there.
It won't just vanish.
It's the sigil of the serpent.
I got to my feet and headed for the door, trying not to make a thing of it. @azfell-esq.bsky.social was pottering about in the kitchen. I told him I was just popping outside for a moment.
The door clicked shut behind me and I let it loose. Rage. Not at him. Never at him...
The door clicked shut behind me and I let it loose. Rage. Not at him. Never at him...
February 8, 2026 at 9:39 PM
I got to my feet and headed for the door, trying not to make a thing of it. @azfell-esq.bsky.social was pottering about in the kitchen. I told him I was just popping outside for a moment.
The door clicked shut behind me and I let it loose. Rage. Not at him. Never at him...
The door clicked shut behind me and I let it loose. Rage. Not at him. Never at him...
You don’t press into something that gives you the ick. You don’t grab on.
He was shocked, maybe. But shocked isn’t the same as disgusted.
That was surprise catching up with want. Took him a second to realize which one he was feeling...
He was shocked, maybe. But shocked isn’t the same as disgusted.
That was surprise catching up with want. Took him a second to realize which one he was feeling...
I'm sorry, but to say that Aziraphale got the ick when Crowley kissed him... I don't believe it. Not when you look at the movement of his hand. The way he presses himself against Crowley.
Not to mention the “do it again.”
Not to mention the “do it again.”
February 8, 2026 at 5:47 PM
You don’t press into something that gives you the ick. You don’t grab on.
He was shocked, maybe. But shocked isn’t the same as disgusted.
That was surprise catching up with want. Took him a second to realize which one he was feeling...
He was shocked, maybe. But shocked isn’t the same as disgusted.
That was surprise catching up with want. Took him a second to realize which one he was feeling...
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12:31, the cottage kitchen:
Crowley just wandered into the kitchen to make himself a coffee with his overly-complicated machine.
He paused mid-process, looked a bit puzzleded, and asked "Do I mean 'metaphor' or 'allegory'?"
"In what context?" I enquired.
"Pinball," he replied.
Crowley just wandered into the kitchen to make himself a coffee with his overly-complicated machine.
He paused mid-process, looked a bit puzzleded, and asked "Do I mean 'metaphor' or 'allegory'?"
"In what context?" I enquired.
"Pinball," he replied.
February 8, 2026 at 12:43 PM
12:31, the cottage kitchen:
Crowley just wandered into the kitchen to make himself a coffee with his overly-complicated machine.
He paused mid-process, looked a bit puzzleded, and asked "Do I mean 'metaphor' or 'allegory'?"
"In what context?" I enquired.
"Pinball," he replied.
Crowley just wandered into the kitchen to make himself a coffee with his overly-complicated machine.
He paused mid-process, looked a bit puzzleded, and asked "Do I mean 'metaphor' or 'allegory'?"
"In what context?" I enquired.
"Pinball," he replied.
Some of you lot may remember that morning, when I briefly entertained the idea of writing a column about growing plants for that plant magazine I subscribed to.
Dunno what came over me, but here it is. Enjoy!
Dunno what came over me, but here it is. Enjoy!
February 7, 2026 at 8:39 PM
Some of you lot may remember that morning, when I briefly entertained the idea of writing a column about growing plants for that plant magazine I subscribed to.
Dunno what came over me, but here it is. Enjoy!
Dunno what came over me, but here it is. Enjoy!