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knittedstar · 4 months
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things will never be the same :((((
things will never be the same!!!!!! :DDD
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knittedstar · 5 months
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We are ineffably elated to confirm that Good Omens will return for a third season! This calls for a round of hot chocolate and sweet treats!
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knittedstar · 5 months
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Can we talk about fire destroying everything that Crowley holds dear?
First of all, I think it is important to mention, that a fire is commonly used as a symbol for Hell. Just, you know, keep that in mind while reading.
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The bookshop. And as he thought at the beginning, also his angel. Some might think, that bookshop wasn't really important to Crowley, but he did spend a lot of time there and I believe he did get attached, at least a little bit.
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His beloved car. Do I need to say more? He was devasteted. Bentley was like an extension to his body and soul, he wasn't just loosing his favourite car, but also a part of himself.
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And almost Aziraphale. We all know they were body swaped here, but! But what if the weren't? What if they've never prevented their punishments? They would be the same and Aziraphale would burn in Hell's fire.
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knittedstar · 5 months
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the #1 pookie
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harry leading a peaceful (and adventurous) life
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knittedstar · 5 months
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It happened one night, in 1941.
(aka how to get away with an insane amount of romantic tropes and innuendos) Part one.
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I have to split this post into two parts - the second one is already written - because Tumblr clearly doesn't understand the absolute necessity to analyze in excruciating details every single frame of the 1941 flashback or they wouldn't have put a ridiculous 10 images limit.
Now buckle up, because these two did more things in one night than me in my entire life.
Let's set the scene. London. The Blitz. Aziraphale enters a church, pretending to deliver a bag full of precious books to a couple of moronic n*zi spies. He ends up to be doublecrossed by a third n*zi spy.
We already know from the Bastille flashback how much Crowley loves to play the role of the knight in shining clothes to his angel in distress. And sure enough, right on time, Crowley makes his appearance, with a brand new suit and a brand new name, casually hopping on the consecrated ground. You know, the consecrated ground that could literally burn his feet. Right next to a holy water font. Only for Aziraphale. Sometimes we forget how much he’s brave.
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Let's ignore the fact that they’re literally standing in the middle of a church’s nave and in the middle of the only beam of light in a scene otherwise dark.
But, as every romance book/movie/show teaches us, engaging in a playful banter is always a must.
“What are you doing here?”
“Stopping you getting into trouble.”
“I should have known. Of course. These people are working for you.”
“No.[…]I just didn't want to see you embarrassed.”
Listen, Anthony, I can see the appeal of the grumpy x sunshine trope, but we know that rescuing Aziraphale makes you happy. You’re risking to be discorporated or worse - the holy water is still right there - just for helping him. We know it, Aziraphale knows it (and he loves it).
And now some casual flirting in front of the n*azis’ salad.
“Anthony?”
“You don't like it?” (Don’t you like my new name, Angel? I can take yours, if you want…)
“No, no, I didn't say that. I'll get used to it.”
It’s funny how the n*zis insist on continuing with their threats, because Azi’s ass is not listening.
“What does the "J" stand for?”
This is comedy gold, of course. However, from the moment Crowley has hopped into the church, Aziraphale’s attention didn’t stray from him not even for a moment.
With a quick exchange, they come up with a plan. Playing the savior, Crowley performs a demonic intervention to blow up the church. Azi performs a miracle to save himself and Crowley. This whole shenanigan is noteworthy, not only because they’re working together, but also because we can see how quickly they decide to trust each other. Keep this in mind, because the whole concept of “trust” will be a recurring theme in this flashback.
Furthermore - I’m probably reading too much into this - let’s think about the symbolism. Aziraphale and Crowley, together, destroy both the church - heaven - and the n*zis - evil. They’re already on their own side. Also, foreshadowing? Heaven and Hell dismantled once and for all and Crowley and Aziraphale alive, together? We can dream.
Could Aziraphale have miracled his way out of the situation all by himself? Maybe. Probably. But this is so much better for their relationship. Aziraphale trusted Crowley and undoubtedly enjoyed, once again, the role of the damsel in distress. Crowley trusted that Aziraphale would save them both with a real miracle. And it’s not over yet.
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Look at Crowley’s cheeky smirk. It’s time to shine!
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The image is dimly lit, but they are eyefucking staring straight into each other's eyes. How many tropes can you find in this image? Forbidden romance, slow burn, mutual pining, belligerent sexual tension… you name it. And in a minute we’ll have one huge love epiphany.
But, before that, we have THIS.
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Oh, this is the period drama kind of romance! The casual touching hands, just for a moment, in a way that has no right to be SO. DAMN. SENSUAL. The Jane Austen-esque fantasies Aziraphale must been having for more than a century by now are finally happening! And 64 years before the iconic P&P's cinematic hand flex™ no less.
See? Aziraphale’s finger brush Crowley’s hand. I know, the whole thing lasts less than a second. But if I stare at this gif for too long I start to feel touch-starved.
I'm also thinking about the parallelism between Crowley saving Aziraphale's books in a period drama kind of way and the fact that Aziraphale will be willing to give away some books to throw the Jane Austen ball (just to touch Crowley’s hand). These two… I can’t.
And now the epiphany.
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Crowley has rescued the books, Aziraphale's most valued possession. Aziraphale didn't ask him to do it, he hadn't even remember about the books until after the explosion. But Crowley knew how important they were to him. Crowley's gesture has nothing to do with the agreement or the greater good or the paperwork: it’s personal. It’s intimate. He has saved something dear to his angel’s heart. Azi loves the books -> Crowley rescues the books -> Aziraphale realizes that… oh. Look at his smile of amazement: he is literally paralyzed by what he is experiencing.
This is the definition of the love epiphany trope:
“When a character realizes they are in love with another character. This is not when the character confesses this love to that other character or anyone else, but when the character realizes it themselves. Often this can be when a character had feelings already and realized this has blossomed into love, or when a character has been in denial about these feelings until this moment.”
We are witnessing a textbook example. The music emphasizes it. In that single moment, Aziraphale not only acknowledges his feelings, but also everything that just happened. What Crowley just did for him. The level of mutual trust. Aziraphale’s feelings are not one-sided.
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“You know... that was a very nice thing… you did for me. […] There must be something I can do for you… in return.”
Yes, I KNOW what you’re thinking, but let’s pretend to be oblivious as Crowley and let’s focusing on the imagery instead. They are literally driving through an inferno of explosions and who knows what else, but inside the Bentley they are safe. Somehow the scene manages to create a feeling of intimacy, so we, as well as them, can forget about whatever is happening outside. The Bentley is a shelter, just for the two of them. And there’s more. As the car moves forward, they’re lit by fire, literally the most common symbol of passion, desire and very un-angelic lust. If this seems unlikely to you, take a look at Aziraphale's eyes and smile in the picture above. Whatever he's thinking, it's not in the bible.
Fast forward to the ♪ The West End ♪
Mrs. H. gives Crowley a scolding for breaking the bottles with the smuggled liquor, earning in return this disdainful look from a protective Aziraphale.
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Who, in the nine circles of heaven, gave you the nerve and the right to talk to my Antony Janthony like that?
Despite having rescued Azi’s books, Crowley had totally forgotten about the liquor he was supposed to deliver. Now it’s Aziraphale’s time to shine: it’s his turn to play the savior. This angelic mastermind decides to offer his services as an… expert… of the art of prestidigitation. And, doing so, Aziraphale:
1. Gets a chance to realize his magician fantasies.
2. Gets a chance to do something for Crowley.
3. Gets a chance to spend more time with Crowley.
Clever angel.
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It may be trivial, but I love this shot. The warm light, the window frame: it's as if we’re peeking into their domestic life. The aesthetic is exactly the opposite of the heaven’s one - cold and aseptic - and the hell’s one - cold and crowded. Presumably, this is the first time that Aziraphale invites Crowley into the bookshop, his favorite place, destined to become their safe place. The atmosphere is welcoming, intimate and homely.
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“Cheers for getting me off the hook.”
“Oh, there's no need to thank me, that's what... friends are for.”
I know everyone on this site has already pointed this out, but i have to mention the friends’ line. And how they look after that line. Yes, yes, they’re an angel and a demon, they’re not supposed to be friends, so admitting it out loud is a huge step. BUT they don’t look surprised or afraid that someone could hear them or anything like that: they’re looking disappointed, even miserable. Azi seems sad, Crowley’s looking as he’s about to discorporate inside. I haven't seen such a reaction since Michael Sheen had to call Aziraphale and Crowley “best buddies”. And this is the only moment in an otherwise funny scene in which they seem so unhappy.
My explanation is that the word friends left a bad taste in their mouths, destabilizing them both. Although they wouldn't talk about their feelings out loud, deep down they know that "friends" isn't right. Come on, Aziraphale just had his big revelation moment! I'm not saying that they're ready to plan a little cottagecore wedding - even though that wouldn’t be a bad idea - but friends isn’t the word to describe 6000 years of… whatever you wish to call it.
Now, I have so much more to say, but the tumblr app warned me that I had exceeded the image limit, just as I was about to include the gif of Crowley unbuttoning his jacket and stroking the tie… you know which gif I'm talking about. Apparently tumblr can’t handle it 🤷‍♀️
So see you in part two!
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knittedstar · 6 months
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I cannot even find the right words to describe how much i LOVE LOVE LOVE the body-swap scene in season 1 - Michael Sheen and David Tennant did such! a! great! job!
When I've watched GO for the first time, I didn't noticed all those little things, but now I'm rewatching it, and I am on the beginning of episode 6 and David's acting is !!!!!! spot on!!!!!! It perfectly projects Aziraphale trying to be Crowley. He is cocky and sarcastic, just like Crowley would be, but the way he stands so neatly, his feet together and everything, literally screams AZIRAPHALE. And I think it is also a nice detail, taking into account that Azira is a terrible liar.
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knittedstar · 6 months
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also, imagine the miscommunications it could lead to - Crowley and Aziraphale meeting at Ritz some time after The Divorce™, still not on very good terms, more of a 'business' meeting of kind (whatever you want to imagine it to mean) and Crowley seeing Aziraphale not eating. Aziraphale, the one who loved food, the one who almost got himself killed, because he got peckish for some crapes, but most importantly, the one who started to love it so much, because of Crowley. And now he just sits there, hands on his knees, after even refusing the tea or some wine. Crowley can't help, but jump to conclusions - "so he really despises me that much now, huh? Cutting off anything even remotely related to me?"
Lyrics from "Work Song" by Hozier but make it Good Omens
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Aziraphale, who stopped eating human food after the kiss with Crowley, as it doesn't make him as happy as it used to. His body screams to bring it back, but not the sushi, not the crapes, not the tea. Just Crowley. His body pressed against the other, hands pulling him closer, the warmth of their connected lips, slowly melting into each other. That's all his body wants, that's all he wants, even though he didn't let that realization to hit him yet, because, after all, he knows. He knows, deep down, he always knew, but he also knows how much it's going to hurt. So he pushes the thought away, doesn't let him distract him. He has a job now, after all - make Heaven a better place for Crowley and for himself, and for their future. So he swallows down the love that's chocking him, forgets about the burning need of Crowley's lips on his and buries down the yearning, that haunts him every day.
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knittedstar · 6 months
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Lyrics from "Work Song" by Hozier but make it Good Omens
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Aziraphale, who stopped eating human food after the kiss with Crowley, as it doesn't make him as happy as it used to. His body screams to bring it back, but not the sushi, not the crapes, not the tea. Just Crowley. His body pressed against the other, hands pulling him closer, the warmth of their connected lips, slowly melting into each other. That's all his body wants, that's all he wants, even though he didn't let that realization to hit him yet, because, after all, he knows. He knows, deep down, he always knew, but he also knows how much it's going to hurt. So he pushes the thought away, doesn't let him distract him. He has a job now, after all - make Heaven a better place for Crowley and for himself, and for their future. So he swallows down the love that's chocking him, forgets about the burning need of Crowley's lips on his and buries down the yearning, that haunts him every day.
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knittedstar · 6 months
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Maybe it's a very unpopular opinion, but you know what? I want Aziraphale to be angry, I want him to indulge in food, I want him to desire things, to be lazy about his celestial work, I want him to be jealous because he thinks he has lost Crowley, I want him to be proud of his accomplishments and I want him to desire to devour Crowley like a ox rib. I want him to experience all the deadly sins at least once and maybe to invent some more and to feel good about it. And I want Crowley to watch him in awe and to love to see him sinning.
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knittedstar · 6 months
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What if, after all, Heaven decided to erase Aziraphale from the Book of Life, like they said they would to whomever helped Gabriel hide?
What if they robbed Aziraphale and Crowley of their time - their time in past, present and the future?
The unspoken words between them left never said, the actions never took, their love never admitted. Crowley's heart simultaneously being full with emotions, but also voidly empty with no one to direct them to. Love buzzing through him continuously, in every single memory of his, but also now, in the present, is making him bewildered and sad and angry and lonely. He doesn't understand why and how and where does this love come from, as he was alone for as long as he can remember. He doesn't understand the things that are happening to him and it drives him mad.
Why does his eyes swell up with tears when he smells old books?
Why does his throat clench every time he hears a nightingale sing?
Why does his heart suddenly fills with horrible grief after walking by certain places?
Like looking where the furniture isn't.
He also have no idea if it's his or the Bentley's doing, but every time he starts to just drive forward to escape his own thoughts, he always finds himself in Soho, looking at the sign of abandoned bookshop.
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knittedstar · 6 months
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about me!
Hello there! i'm not really sure how active will i be on here, but a nice little introduction wont hurt anyone :)
My name is niko, i use she/her pronouns, i am 16 years old (so don't be weird) and fairly new to tumblr (i am very lost and with very much no idea what's going on here). My favourite colours are green, red and pink, i am a hufflepuff and i love spring and snowdrops (the flowers). Also, english isn't my first language, so there will probably be lots of mistakes in my posts, unfortunately :(
And here is the list of things i enjoy and would LOVE to talk about it with people:
good omens (i'm quite new to the fandom, so i dont know a lot of things and jokes, but i hope to get into it more with time)
harry potter (golden trio, marauders and a little of the summer of 1899)
taylor swift (going to the concert in august!!)
the office (comfort show
crocheting
journaling
hetalia (my another source of comfort)
Yup, i think that's it! Feel free to text me, if you think we could get along! :D
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knittedstar · 6 months
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I was working on some of my Fanfic just now, when something hit me that stopped me right in my tracks.
I think, maybe, we've all got it wrong.
We (the fandom, the viewers, et al) have gotten something fundamentally WRONG about something that seems a silly little throwaway, but may be extremely important, but for a reason utterly different than we assume.
We've been calling it "the apology dance."
Canonically, it's NOT. It's not an apology. Azi makes a comment of wanting a "real apology. With the little dance." Yes. But then he specifically calls it "the 'I was wrong' dance." And when Crowley does the dance, at no point during it does he say "I'm sorry." He says "You were right. I was wrong. You were right."
It's NOT the same thing. Especially when you factor in the references Azi makes to the times HE did the dance. Now, we have no idea what happened in 1650, because we haven't been shown that, yet. But in both 1793 and 1941, the only thing Azi did that he would need to say he was in the wrong for was putting himself in danger.
Yes, folks, I'm going on record to say I firmly believe the only time Crowley insists on Azi doing the dance is when he puts himself in REAL, mortal danger. And seeing as both cases we KNOW of were unintentional/beyond his control (unintentionally in 1793 because he didn't stop to think about what he was doing, and outside his control in 1941, because he wouldn't have been in danger if Furfur hadn't been there).
This also opens a whole other discussion about when Azi demands the dance of Crowley. We can safely assume he's NEVER asked it of him, based on Crowley's reaction to the suggestion of it on screen. "I don't do the dance." Meaning "that's your thing, not mine. I've never done that." Also, in the context of what I mentioned above "that's for putting yourself in danger, and I didn't do that."
The subtext, however, based on what WE, and Crowley, know (Azi doesn't, at this point), and I now believe is the reason he does, in the end, actually DO the dance, is because to Crowley, that dance is associated with Azi being in danger (self-initiated danger in the referenced situations), and in this one case, Crowley storming out and refusing to help did, in actual fact, leave Azi to face a very REAL danger alone, and uninformed he's even IN danger. And THAT is what drives Crowley to actually do the dance (not the subtle pressure Azi applies, by listing those other times he was the one to do it... Those just incidentally serve as a reminder to Crowley of the reason the dance exists).
It's not an apology. At least, not like we've been reading it all this time, because it looks like a silly little "I fucked up" thing. It's a very real, very serious reminder to them both of the fact that they're putting something very important at risk when they don't stop to think about the consequences. Azi asks (okay, demands) it of Crowley because at this point they're pretty much on their own, and if Crowley refuses to stay and work with him, then Crowley will put himself in danger because he won't turn to Azi if he needs help as long as there's this rift between them. And Crowley does the dance as a reminder to himself that he nearly left the one person it would destroy him to lose alone to face a threat Azi doesn't even know exists.
I don't know about you, but I won't be viewing that scene the same, next time through.
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knittedstar · 6 months
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Fanfiction is becoming people’s primary form of entertainment right now because most media right now is so cheap, bland, recycled, and sponsored by people who love money more than the source material. Fanfiction is written for free by people who genuinely love what they’re writing about. That’s why it’s better. That’s why it’s more satisfying. Fanfiction is a home-cooked meal made for yourself and for your friends. Media today is junky fast food spoiled by too much grease and the knowledge that the people producing it are being criminally mistreated and underpaid. 
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knittedstar · 6 months
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little harry likes to image what having a family would be like
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