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#Crowley in love
san-bika · 3 months
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“I don’t tell you what to do
I don’t tell you what to say
So just let me be myself
That’s all I ask of you”
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This has probably been pondered and blogged about but I’m just neck-deep in this epic adventure tale and romance and it’s just so much fun to think about. It seems to me that part of the rupture between Aziraphale and Crowley is happening because neither one was considering the other’s nature in that moment and when it became clear that they were not, in fact, on the same page that they had to really reconcile with each other’s nature and what this means for their future, it was too much for both of them.
This is where a pause, a sit, a longer conversation could have helped but with Metatron looming and the emotional tsunami Crowley unleashed by breaking their silent attraction and tacit agreement to avoid this conversation and giving Aziraphale one hell of a kiss, they didn’t have the opportunity to work through it.
Throughout their relationship, Crowley and Aziraphale accept and grow to love each other despite their differences and different natures. In fact part of their attraction to each other is the way that they defy their nature for the other and their openness to each other.
Aziraphale influences Crowley into saving children and goats and books and the world and helping peoples even former enemies, and being kind. Crowley is already a kinder demon than most, but surely some of that is influenced by the first act of kindness he ever saw, to humanity with Azirphale’s gift of the flaming sword, and to himself, with Azirphale protecting him from the rain.
Crowley, being a demon, tempts Aziraphale into indulgences and pleasure but he also helps Aziraphale understand humanity and Earth through a more realistic lens with shades of grey (Elspeth, anyone?). This isn’t just because Crowley sees the world more realistically or because he views goodness and heaven differently because of his fall, but because he wants Aziraphale to understand humans and heaven better. Aziraphale is better able to do good and love them by seeing them realistically (and probably is safer for it) compared to the harsh, cold chiaroscuro of Heaven’s black and white judgment, one that leads them to deciding that Armageddon and destruction is a good and natural inevitability.
Crowley should have known Aziraphale can’t agree to just run away from doing his duty, he’d asked him before to run to Alpha Centauri together and Aziraphale declined. It’s important to Aziraphale to be doing good, not acting selflessly. And he IS willing to abandon the bookshop if he has a different means to do good, say by reforming heaven. But abandoning the humans they have essentially been godfathers to since Eden is not something Aziraphale wants to do (and the humans are the reason he and Crowley have become an us).
Aziraphale should have known that Crowley wouldn’t want to become an angel again. Crowley had said “the angel you knew is not me” outright, has denied his goodness and kindness over and over. He may be good and kind and nice but it isn’t because of his nature but because of his choices and the empathy he has had to choose his whole existence as a demon.
Aziraphale is conflating because he believes Crowley is good and heaven is good and this is some horrible misunderstanding and he can correct it. He’s not like those other demons. But Beelzebub also makes a choice to abandon their duties and choose to love. After only a few weeks! Aziraphale isn’t ready to accept that heaven is flawed and that it’s Crowley’s choice and actions that make him lovable, not his status as a demon or angel.
Crowley needs Aziraphale to understand that while he may have learned to understand humans, he is still applying a false dichotomy to heaven and hell and angels and demons that will prevent them from being an Us until Aziraphale stops running from that rigid point of view and admits that the whole construct is flawed.
Lastly they were both acting on their impulses and desires. Crowley wanted to run away with Aziraphale and desperately hoped one fantastic kiss would do to convince his angel that he wanted that too. Aziraphale was desperately hoping that Crowley could finally be redeemed and his good nature validated by becoming an angel again, even though Crowley has rejected that validation already.
To reconcile they have to finally address the giant elephant in the room and have the conversation about their natures and their beliefs. Crowley has got to be okay with Aziraphale’s need to do his duty by humans, his need to be doing good.
Aziraphale needs to accept that his demon friend is a demon and not a misunderstood angel and that heaven has got it (and many other things) wrong.
Then, maybe, the nightingales will sing again.
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kseniaallis · 7 months
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I always wanted to make a video edit for Crowley and Aziraphale, but it never felt quite as right, as this music with Alan Watts’ words. So here it is. As heartbreaking as it can be.
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phantom-of-the-501st · 9 months
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Remember that this is not the proof that they love each other
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That was a last-ditch attempt from Crowley to get Aziraphale to stay
This is the proof that they love each other
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Their love wasn't just made real because they kissed
It always existed
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hansoeii · 9 months
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we go just right.
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bleucalire · 4 months
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Smitten, I believe ✨
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onioneyez · 9 months
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He's very easily peer pressured
(Edit: I meant by the goats)
Prints!
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nipuni · 7 months
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the snake of eden 🥰
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nightgoodomens · 7 months
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Michael Sheen retweeted this and my love for him grows every time he calls his Angel out on his bullshit and sides with poor Crowley
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animatorroseoak · 8 months
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He’s not nice he’s mean and he means it
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punkeduppirate · 9 months
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look at you, you're gorgeous💥
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moonflowergayy · 9 months
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You idiot, we could have been...us. I forgive you.
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chernozemm · 7 months
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infatuation makes your heart race love is quiet. love sets you at ease.
and because most of my pieces are mental screenshots of little scenes in my head, here's the scene:
Crowley was tugged into consciousness bit by bit. The afternoon light slowly filtered in, as well as the hum of music from the other room and the weird angle his neck was at. He was warm and content and wanted to sink back into his nap, but the threads of sleep fluttered away the more he tried. Finally, he took a deeper breath, shifting in the armchair, and cracked an eye open just a sliver. There he was, the angel, sitting at his desk. Had hardly noticed Crowley was awake, engulfed in his task of retouching a damaged page. Looking at his hands, Crowley became aware of the fuzzy warmth covering his own and peeked down to see a blanket tucked around his shoulders.
The feeling hit him so hard he let his head loll to the side, eyes closed. His chest tightened and he just…buckled. Finally came undone under the weight of his love for Aziraphale. Its inexorable, steadfast pull which he had been pushing back against for millennia, it had finally caught him off guard, sleepy and vulnerable and so tired from holding back, from refusing to name it. It was a quiet surrender. Crowley looked back at Aziraphale with the understanding of a man meeting his end and embracing it.
Perhaps he could gently pull the blanket to the side and get up. Perhaps he could cross the few steps to the desk and place a freshly made cup of tea to Aziraphale’s right. Perhaps he would hold his gaze, for longer than needed to answer “Don’t mention it”. Perhaps he would ask him if he would like a scone with that. Perhaps Aziraphale would understand that this was not about the scone at all. And yet, what Crowley was asking of him was also exactly about scones. And tea. And quiet afternoons together. Perhaps the angel would finally put down his sword, too, and the world would let out a breath it had been holding for millennia.
the soulmate to this piece, i guess.
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Good Omens Season 3 Predictions:
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(it took all my self restraint not to just use Bildad the Shuhite pictures)
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verkomy · 9 months
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quick 60s ineffable wives fanart
you can get a print here: inprnt!   
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hansoeii · 9 months
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head empty, no thoughts. just turtleneck crowley
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joycrispy · 8 months
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Awhile ago @ouidamforeman made this post:
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This shot through my brain like a chain of firecrackers, so, without derailing the original post, I have some THOUGHTS to add about why this concept is not only hilarious (because it is), but also...
It. It kind of fucks. Severely.
And in a delightfully Pratchett-y way, I'd dare to suggest.
I'll explain:
As inferred above, both Crowley AND Aziraphale have canonical Biblical counterparts. Not by name, no, but by function.
Crowley, of course, is the serpent of Eden.
(note on the serpent of Eden: In Genesis 3:1-15, at least, the serpent is not identified as anything other than a serpent, albeit one that can talk. Later, it will be variously interpreted as a traitorous agent of Hell, as a demon, as a guise of Satan himself, etc. In Good Omens --as a slinky ginger who walks funny)
Lesser known, at least so far as I can tell, is the flaming sword. It, too, appears in Genesis 3, in the very last line:
"So he drove out the man; and placed at the east of the garden of Eden Cherubims, and a flaming sword which turned every way, to keep the way of the tree of life." --Genesis 3:24, KJV
Thanks to translation ambiguity, there is some debate concerning the nature of the flaming sword --is it a divine weapon given unto one of the Cherubim (if so, why only one)? Or is it an independent entity, which takes the form of a sword (as other angelic beings take the form of wheels and such)? For our purposes, I don't think the distinction matters. The guard at the gate of Eden, whether an angel wielding the sword or an angel who IS the sword, is Aziraphale.
(note on the flaming sword: in some traditions --Eastern Orthodox, for example-- it is held that upon Christ's death and resurrection, the flaming sword gave up it's post and vanished from Eden for good. By these sensibilities, the removal of the sword signifies the redemption and salvation of man.
...Put a pin in that. We're coming back to it.)
So, we have our pair. The Serpent and the Sword, introduced at the beginning and the end (ha) of the very same chapter of Genesis.
But here's the important bit, the bit that's not immediately obvious, the bit that nonetheless encapsulates one of the central themes, if not THE central theme, of Good Omens:
The Sword was never intended to guard Eden while Adam and Eve were still in it.
Do you understand?
The Sword's function was never to protect them. It doesn't even appear until after they've already fallen. No... it was to usher Adam and Eve from the garden, and then keep them out. It was a threat. It was a punishment.
The flaming sword was given to be used against them.
So. Again. We have our pair. The Serpent and the Sword: the inception and the consequence of original sin, personified. They are the one-two punch that launches mankind from paradise, after Hell lures it to destruction and Heaven condemns it for being destroyed. Which is to say that despite being, supposedly, hereditary enemies on two different sides of a celestial cold war, they are actually unified by one purpose, one pivotal role to play in the Divine Plan: completely fucking humanity over.
That's how it's supposed to go. It is written.
...But, in Good Omens, they're not just the Serpent and the Sword.
They're Crowley and Aziraphale.
(author begins to go insane from emotion under the cut)
In Good Omens, humanity is handed it's salvation (pin!) scarcely half an hour after losing it. Instead of looming over God's empty garden, the sword protects a very sad, very scared and very pregnant girl. And no, not because a blameless martyr suffered and died for the privilege, either.
It was just that she'd had such a bad day. And there were vicious animals out there. And Aziraphale worried she would be cold.
...I need to impress upon you how much this is NOT just a matter of being careless with company property. With this one act of kindness, Aziraphale is undermining the whole entire POINT of the expulsion from Eden. God Herself confronts him about it, and he lies. To God.
And the Serpent--
(Crowley, that is, who wonders what's so bad about knowing the difference between good and evil anyway; who thinks that maybe he did a GOOD thing when he tempted Eve with the apple; who objects that God is over-reacting to a first offense; who knows what it is to fall but not what it is to be comforted after the fact...)
--just goes ahead and falls in love with him about it.
As for Crowley --I barely need to explain him, right? People have been making the 'didn't the serpent actually do us a solid?' argument for centuries. But if I'm going to quote one of them, it may as well be the one Neil Gaiman wrote ficlet about:
"If the account given in Genesis is really true, ought we not, after all, to thank this serpent? He was the first schoolmaster, the first advocate of learning, the first enemy of ignorance, the first to whisper in human ears the sacred word liberty, the creator of ambition, the author of modesty, of inquiry, of doubt, of investigation, of progress and of civilization." --Robert G. Ingersoll
The first to ask questions.
Even beyond flattering literary interpretation, we know that Crowley is, so often, discreetly running damage control on the machinations of Heaven and Hell. When he can get away with it. Occasionally, when he can't (1827).
And Aziraphale loves him for it, too. Loves him back.
And so this romance plays out over millennia, where they fall in love with each other but also the world, because of each other and because of the world. But it begins in Eden. Where, instead of acting as the first Earthly example of Divine/Diabolical collusion and callousness--
(other examples --the flood; the bet with Satan; the back channels; the exchange of Holy Water and Hellfire; and on and on...)
--they refuse. Without even necessarily knowing they're doing it, they just refuse. Refuse to trivialize human life, and refuse to hate each other.
To write a story about the Serpent and the Sword falling in love is to write a story about transgression.
Not just in the sense that they are a demon and an angel, and it's ~forbidden. That's part of it, yeah, but the greater part of it is that they are THIS demon and angel, in particular. From The Real Bible's Book of Genesis, in the chapter where man falls.
It's the sort of thing you write and laugh. And then you look at it. And you think. And then you frown, and you sit up a little straighter. And you think.
And then you keep writing.
And what emerges hits you like a goddamn truck.
(...A lot of Pratchett reads that way. I believe Gaiman when he says Pratchett would have been happy with the romance, by the way. I really really do).
It's a story about transgression, about love as transgression. They break the rules by loving each other, by loving creation, and by rejecting the hatred and hypocrisy that would have triangulated them as a unified blow against humanity, before humanity had even really got started. And yeah, hell, it's a queer romance too, just to really drive the point home (oh, that!!! THAT!!!)
...I could spend a long time wildly gesturing at this and never be satisfied. Instead of watching me do that (I'll spare you), please look at this gif:
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I love this shot so much.
Look at Eve and Crowley moving, at the same time in the same direction, towards their respective wielders of the flaming sword. Adam reaches out and takes her hand; Aziraphale reaches out and covers him with a wing.
You know what a shot like that establishes? Likeness. Commonality. Kinship.
"Our side" was never just Crowley and Aziraphale. Crowley says as much at the end of season 1 ("--all of us against all of them."). From the beginning, "our side" was Crowley, Aziraphale, and every single human being. Lately that's around 8 billion, but once upon a time it was just two other people. Another couple. The primeval mother and father.
But Adam and Eve die, eventually. Humanity grows without them. It's Crowley and Aziraphale who remain, and who protect it. Who...oversee it's upbringing.
Godfathers. Sort of.
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