❁ Sugar (I've developed a taste for you) ❁
!!! NSFW ⋆ 18+ ⋆ Minors DNI !!!
Summary: Astarion asks for a favour and ends up getting more than what he bargained for (or: I'm a lesbian but this fictional little vampire twink can get it)
Rating: Explicit (for eventual smut)
Wordcount: 2.4k
Descriptors: I try to keep my reader-inserts fairly neutral, but let me know if anything slips through the cracks! Astarion is his usual self, pathetic and awful yet somehow also lovable as fuck.
CW: bad flirting, friends with benefits (and the benefit is bloodsucking lol), blood, blood drinking, biting, hint of praise kink, eventual proper smut, nicknames, so much innuendo
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Chapter 1: My my, those eyes like fire
He could be lovely if he wasn’t so self-involved.
That is the first thought you have when you meet Astarion. He is not downright mean, but something about him just bugs you. He flirts with every creature on two legs (sometimes even those with more), but that’s not it.
Something about all his honeyed words just feels so… insincere.
You think Astarion has something to hide, and you desperately want to know what it is. So far, he has shown no signs of weakness, and he is as much as self-entitled twat as when you first met him. And this continues to be your opinion of him… up until today.
The day has been hard. Your feet hurt, your hands have blisters, and you are smeared with blood pretty much all over. Your shirt has been ripped and frankly, you don’t know when you might find the time to mend it. There is a giant bloodstain on the thigh of your trousers, and you are pretty sure your hair has become completely encrusted in blood quite some time ago.
But you have made it back to camp and that is all that counts.
As you shake out your bedroll and try to ignore the fact that this is the seventh night in a row that you’ll have had bland stew for dinner, you catch Astarion’s eyes across the fire.
His gaze is… odd.
You have seen him in the heat of battle, you’ve seen the glint in his eye when he comes up with another of his devious plans. You’ve even seen him amused, shaking with laughter when Gale recited an - admittedly very ambiguous - poem to you.
But you have never seen him like this. It’s not affection, nor is it desire that lights up his delicate features. He almost looks… desperate. Like he is starving for something, and you can’t place your finger on what it is.
As soon as Astarion notices that you have caught him, his eyes flick away. He saunters off, way too casual to not be obvious about it.
You stare after him, vaguely confused. But then, Karlach makes her way over to ask for more stew, and you forget all about it. For the moment.
Her smile makes your belly flutter, and you wish you knew more about her, and so you do your best to make conversation, joking and asking shallow questions.
Astarion’s eyes haunt you through dinner.
Even though the day was exhausting, the nights in your little camp are starting to grow on you. Gale is funny in his own, book-wormish way. You have learned that Karlach is downright hilarious in her joy about the world outside of Avernus, and Wyll is always scandalised by her, which is admittedly quite fun to watch. Lae’zel and Shadowheart keep to themselves a bit more, but even they share the meals with the rest of you.
You laugh when Karlach imitates Wyll’s horrified expression, but in spite of yourself. your eyes keep wandering to the silver hair of your elven companion who is sitting across from you.
Astarion is staring at you again, his eyes focused on some point below your jaw. He is watching you intently, seemingly unaware you have caught him. He doesn’t blink, doesn’t look away - he just stares at you as your spoon scrapes along the bottom of your bowl.
Only when you get up to wash off before you go to bed does he move again.
Sometimes, Astarion reminds you of a scared animal in the way he moves, his eyes flicking back and forth, his hands trembling slightly whenever he is not in battle. He hides right out in the open, behind his swagger and his dirty jokes and innuendos, behind his beautiful face and his beautiful body.
Tonight, though, even in all his desperation, Astarion is not prey. He is a predator. And like any talented predator, he has managed to get his prey away from the protection of the group.
You are kneeling in the small stream that runs by the camp, washing your bowl, your clothes, yourself - everything is dirty and soaked in mud, sweat and blood. You are barely wearing anything, but your companions have seen you in much more precarious situations at this point.
Astarion approaches quietly, sneaking up on you in that manner where you can never tell whether it is intentional or not. He is just… there, suddenly, shedding his clothes next to you, blood still smeared on his pale skin.
He stops short of the water, watching you from the riverbank. You try not to gawk as he undresses, but something about him seems unusually anxious. The way he pushes hit foot forward so slowly, testing the water, makes you wonder if he might not know how to swim.
Astarion smiles suddenly, taking a step into the stream and towards you, then another, his smile growing the deeper he wades into the water. Dark red streaks appear in the water where the blood is washed from his pale skin.
He clears his throat and raises a sharp brow.
“And how are you feeling tonight, sweet thing?” he inquires. His eyes flick over your body, focusing on a point below your ear for a moment before he rips his gaze away again.
“‘M alright,” you answer, brow furrowed as you scrub your shirt a little harder than you actually need to. Why he has to be so infuriating with his nicknames, you’ll never know. “Today was… a lot. I wanted to have a quiet moment.”
“Ah.”
He doesn’t seem to get the hint. He merely wades further into the stream, shimmering pearls of water running down his back. When you don’t say anything else, he turns to face you once again.
“Are you not going to ask me how I am, darling?”
“Wasn’t planning on it,” you mumble, throwing your shirt to the side, Clearly, you’re not getting anywhere with it tonight.
“Tsk, so rude. Somebody should really teach you some manners.” He clicks his tongue at you like you are an insubordinate child, shaking his head until droplets hit you.
You press your lips together. If he wasn’t so beautiful, he wouldn’t get away with half the things he does, and it frustrates you to no end. You catch yourself forgiving him on occasions where you don’t mean to, simply because his face is the prettiest things you have ever seen, and you hate it.
Astarion watches you carefully, gauging your mood. You stare back at him defiantly. What the hell could he want from you, anyway?
The hunger in his eyes is back, you notice - that desperation that you can’t quite place. There is a pained expression around his mouth, and despite all his cockiness, he is clearly not doing entirely well - his skin even paler than usual, his hands shaking a little when he crosses his arms.
Astarion yawns, his gaze raking over you in a way that makes you shiver. You tell yourself it’s just the cold of the water.
“Well, I was going to ask you for your help, but you are in a terrible mood.” He inspects his fingernails, and even though you know exactly that he is baiting you, you can’t help yourself.
“You? Need my help? Never thought the day would come.” Your voice is biting, but you can’t hide the note of curiosity that sneaks in.
“Don’t make me out to be such a horrible companion.” Astarion takes a step closer to you through the water. You take a step back. He laughs, but his eyes catch on your neck again. “I’m not that bad, am I?”
You shrug.
“Sometimes you are.”
“Hm.” He raises his brows, and takes another step towards you. This time, you don’t step back. “Well, I suppose that can’t be helped, my love. We all have good and bad days, don’t we?” He cocks his head. “And today has been quite hard for me.”
You make a non-committal noise, staring him down. What in the hells is he trying to do? Seduce you?
Your body likes that thought much more than your mind does.
Astarion is watching you intently. He stretches out his hand to take yours, and in your surprise, you don’t even pull back. His thumb rests right against the delicate inside of your wrist, and he closes his eyes.
You wait for him to drone on about how he carried your group on the battlefield, to gloat that you now owe him your life seven times over, but he doesn’t. Astarion stays eerily still, breathing deeply as his thumb strokes your wrist, pressing against your pulse point.
You can’t keep quiet any longer, not with the odd way he is behaving. Maybe he got hit by a spell, or…
“Any reason today was particularly hard for you?” You meant to sound sarcastic, but the question comes out sounding sincere. You scold yourself for caring so much.
Your skin burns like fire where he is touching you. Astarion’s eyes open, and he looks at you like he was a million miles away. He is so close now - much closer than you realised. You can see the fiery ring around his irises.
“I…” To your surprise, his voice is hesitant and quiet. “It’s easier to just… show you. You see, I need something from you, my darling.”
You frown.
“Why ask me? You could ask any of us, and most of them would be more inclined to help than I am. I’ve seen the way that Gale watches you at the fire-”
“Gale?” Astarion sounds genuinely amused. “Darling, do you think I’m asking you for sexual favours right now?”
“I- yes?” Your voice is full of uncertainty. “I mean… is that not what you were going to say?”
Astarion smiles, small and sharp.
“No.” He is even closer to you now, his thumb still caressing the skin of your wrist. “Even though I would not be disinclined if you offered… you are quite beautiful, you know?”
“Mh. Thank you?” You wish your heart would not beat faster at the way he looks at you. It’s a look that doesn’t fit the words that fall from his lips, a look that betrays the desperation with which he needs this favour. “What-”
“What I am asking for is simple.” He is so close now he could kiss you if you leaned in. “All I want is… a taste.”
“I- what?”
His lips are on your neck, his hand in your hair. You are not quite sure when that happened.
“Say yes, sweet thing,” he breathes. “Just a taste of your blood and-”
“My blood?” You sound more distraught than you actually feel. You are… oddly resigned. You should have seen this coming - you knew something was up with him, you knew he wasn’t telling you the whole truth.
And now, here you are. With a fucking vampire. His lips graze your pulse point, and your heart beats faster. You can feel the heat of his breath when he utters a single word.
“Please.”
It’s that one word that changes everything. Just like that, he has you. All the arrogance, all the superiority is gone from his voice, and what is left is just hunger and the fear that you might reject him. For a moment, you are sure you must have imagined it, but then, Astarion repeats himself.
“Please.” His hand tightens around your wrist, though he is trembling more than you are. “Just a taste, no more.”
Your lips are numb when you answer, your mind screaming at you not to let him- this is dangerous, this is stupid- you have already lost so much blood in the fight today and-
“Yes.” Your hands are on his shoulders, then in his silver hair. He smells so good; even after this horrid day. Your voice is softer than you intend for it to be, but his desperation makes you weak. “If you need it, it’s yours.”
Astarion makes a sound that shatters you, and before you can think too much about your own colossal stupidity, his fangs sink into your neck.
It’s not painful.
It’s uncomfortable, but the fear that bites into your heart ebbs after mere seconds. Astarion’s hands are surprisingly warm against you, keeping you upright. Your head falls to the side, granting him easier access and - oh.
Why does it feel so good?
You become acutely aware of your blood flowing from the small puncture wounds in your neck, and for a moment, you panic, stiffening in Astarion’s arms.
“There, there, sweet thing.” His lips don’t raise an inch from your neck. “It’s alright, just trust me. Just a taste, all I want is a taste…”
Your head is swimming.
“You have tasted me,” you whisper, trying to pull away. When you look into Astarion’s eyes, there is a red glint in them - and a sadness that overwhelms you.
“No taste of you will ever be enough.” Astarion looks up at you from beneath long lashes. “You are divine, my love.”
The tip of his tongue wets his lips, licking up the small droplets of blood that linger.
You stare at him, trying with all your might to focus.
“You said… just a taste. No more than you need.”
His finger traces your jaw, down your neck, and your whole body is on fire.
“If it were up to me, I would need all of you,” Astarion sighs, his lips on your neck again, his tongue lapping at the blood that flows from the wound he has given you. “I would take and take, and give you so much in return. I would have you in ways you did not even know you wanted. Taste everything you have to offer.”
You shiver when he raises your wrist to his mouth, soft lips pressing to delicate skin.
“I would cherish you, keep you. My little pet, so perfect, so beautiful in every way. So eager to give what I need. Would you give me more if I asked?”
“Of course,” your lips say even though those were not the words you were planning to utter. But how could you ever say no to him? “If that’s what you need.”
Astarion’s sigh is one of rapture and delight.
“So obedient for me… You know, all these days I thought you hated me.” He chuckles to himself. “I suppose even I can be wrong sometimes.”
His teeth sink back into your neck, and the world goes dark.
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Message in a bottle (part two)
Ellie texts the wrong number, which happens to be yours. Friendship, too many bad jokes, flirting, and maybe something more ensues… (Ellie Williams x girl reader)
A/N: Thanks for all the responses on the first part. It was really fun writing this, hope u like this one too! -> part one
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Day 10:
(12:04) i got my phone taken off me
(12:04) sorry
(12:04) c’mon. you’re not mad, right? what for?
(12:07) Were you also texting in class?
(12:08) ah, yeah, and I’m doing it again.
(12:08) Maybe you shouldn’t do that
(12:08) maybe not but who cares
(12:09) You when you don’t have a phone anymore
(12:09) ugh
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(15.06) i’m also a girl btw
(15.09) Good to know
Day 11:
(09.23) want to hear something terrible?
(09.25) Idk, no?
(09.25) paper
(09.26) wtf
(09.26) see? I told you it was tear-able.
(09.26) hahahahahha
(09.27) That was not funny
(09.27) wanna hear another one, pumpkin?
(09.28) No and don’t call me that
(09.28) too late
(09.29) two windmills are standing in a wind farm.
(09.29) one asks, "What's your favorite kind of music?"
(09.29) the other says, "I'm a big metal fan."
(09.30) hilarious really
(09.30) No
(09.31) *yes
(09.31) i suffer from kleptomania, but when it gets really bad, i take something for it.
(09.32) That was a little bit funny
(09.32) i know right?
(09.33) im the pun master
(09.34) I wouldn’t go that far
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(18.02) we’re drinking tonight, it’s dinas bday
(18.02) (so prepare for drunk texts again)
(18.07) Wish her a happy birthday from me
(18.07) (Okay, but don’t drink so much again maybe)
(18.08) i will
(18.09) (we’ll see)
Day 12:
(00.21) I lovee life
(00.21) Everything so funnn
(00.22) Drunk?
(00.24) Not yet
(00.24) Sure
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(00.52) Noww
(00.53) What
(00.54) Am drikn
(00.54) Okay, maybe you should go to bed
(00.56) I will
(00.56) Whu are u uop
(00.57) Can’t sleep
(00.57) Whuy
(00.59) Eh
(00.59) My parents are fighting
(01.00) Again
(01.01) Sorry
(01.03) No sorryu
(01.03) I hadc a fightr with my girtfroend tonight
(01.04) Oh
(01.04) About what?
(01.10) Hello?
(01.22) goodnight
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(10.37) sorry fell asleep
(10.39) No problems
(10.39) You have a gf
(10.40) yes?
(10.41) And you are a girl
(10.41) yes, is something wrong?
(10.41) No of course not
(10.42) Just didn’t know
(10.42) well im a lesbian
(10.43) hope that’s not gonna be a problem
(10.43) It’s really not
(10.43) I just worded it wrong
(10.44) Sorry
(10.45) if you say so
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(12.52)You're not mad right
(12.57) no, just busy day
(12.57) Okay
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(17.45) god why does she have to be so difficult?
(17.45) Who
(17.46) cat
(17.46) Which cat?
(17.47) my gf
(17.47) (thats her name, shes not a cat lol)
(17.48) Oh
(17.48) What happened?
(17.50) well we had a fight last night
(17.50) Yeah you told me
(17.50) did I?
(17.51) Yeah when u were drunk
(17.51) okay
(17.52) well, shes just so stubborn sometimes
(17.53) sometimes i feel like she doesn’t even like me
(17.53) like she wants me to be someone else
(17.53) sorry for ranting
(17.54) I’m sorry
(17.54) You deserve better than that
(17.55) Someone who likes u for u
(17.55) thanks<3
(17.55) You are a good listener
(17.55)Or reader?
(17.56) Well, thanks:)
(17.56) Hope it gets better
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(21.08) we broke up
(21.08) oh
(21.09) yeah
(21.10) How do you feel now?
(21.11) im not sure
(21.11) like im sad its over
(21.12) but also kinda relived
(21.12) feels mean to admit that
(21.13) Okay
(21.13) Well u can tell me about it
(21.13) Its not like im gonna snitch yk
(21.14) Dont even know ur name and all that
(21.14) omg this is like a confession booth
(21.15) but like our relationship in the beginning was so good
(21.15) she was my first gf, my first everything
(21.16) but then she started to be so controlling
(21.16) always asked where i was and who i was with (21.17) kinda felt like she was holding me back
(21.18) Mm
(21.18) Im sorry for that
(21.20) yeah and we also fought alot
(21.20) she got so angry and so did i
(21.20) i feel bad for my friends who had to watch that
(21.21) Its not ur fault
(21.21) She doesnt sound very nice
(21.21) but it feels like it
(21.22) like i could never live up to her expectations
(21.22) A relationship shouldn’t make u feel like ur not good enough
(21.23) Opposite actually
(21.23) Not that i have much experience with that
(21.24) yeah i guess
(21.25) you never been in a relationship?
(21.25) No
(21.25) well thats normal
(21.25) were only 17
(21.26) Ig
(21.26) really
(21.27) Okay
(21.27) Well im glad that relationship is over for u
(21.28) kinda me too
(21.28) but im also a bit heartbroken
(21.29) feels weird that shes gonna be with someone else
(21.29) Yeah and thats normal
(21.30) But ur gonna forget about her sooner than you'll realize
(21.30) if you say so
(21.30) thanks for listening to my rant
(21.31) np:)
Day 13:
(12.02) hi sugar
(12.02) hows life?
(12.05) …
(12.05) Good ig
(12.06) Just hate school
(12.06) And mondays
(12.06) How can everyone be so fuckin stupid in the head
(12.07) welcome to the real world
(12.07) how is going highschool btw?
(12.08) Idk, haven’t done anything else
(12.08) Annoying people, bad food and smelly lockers ig
(12.08) How’s boarding school
(12.08) love it, get to spend all time with my friends
(12.08) sleepovers everynight
(12.09) That sounds nice
(12.09) Omg do you have roommates?
(12.09) yes, its dina and two other girls
(12.09) somethings are bad though
(12.10) like we also have shit food
(12.10) jesse found a piece of fabric in his scrambles eggs once
(12.10) Ewww
(12.11) ik
(12.12) and some teachers are fuckin annoying
(12.12) (like mr smith)
(12.12) Right
(12.13) What did he do?
(12.13) apart from being annoying as hell
(12.14) he’s a misogynistic homophobe and all that fun stuff
(12.15) Oh
(12.15) Well then im also glad he fell and broke some bones
(12.15) right?
(12.16) hope he hit his head in the fall
(12.16) we’ve had a substitute since that day
(12.17) english has never been better
(12.17) i haven’t done anything in those classes
(12.18) Wow
(12.18) That sounds nice
(12.19) Kinda wished my english teacher got a bad (but not dangerous) disease so we didn’t have to hear her rambling every week
(12.19) i feel u
(12.20) Thanks
(12.20) Her voice is just so annoying
(12.21) Like she has a slimy frog stuck i her throat
(12.21) yuck
(12.21) Yeah
(12.22) Shes also a pickme
(12.23) Like she always talk to the boys and “omg did u see that football match blabla”
(12.24) She always ignores me when i raise my hand to answer a question and picks a guy instead
(12.24) Like looks over the classroom then at me and is like “no one knows?”
(12.24) she sounds really annoying
(12.25) understand your dislike for her
(12.25) Mhm
(12.25) Gotta go, class in 5
(12.26) see ya
Day 14:
(10.23) i wasn't originally going to get a brain transplant, but then I changed my mind
(10.25) get it?
(10.29) …
(10.36) having sex in an elevator is wrong on so many levels
(10.48) hello?
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(14.56) hey stranger in my phone
(14.56) dont leave me hanging
(14.59) Sorry, been busy all day
(15.00) doing what?
(15.01) am i not important enough for you??
(15.02) Sorry, stranger in my phone
(15.02) School was calling
(15.02) Fuckin math
(15.03) I hate math
(15.03) WHAT, i love math
(15.04) Of course you do
(15.04) Nerd
(15.05) im not
(15.06) Yes you are
(15.06) :(
(15.08) well what did you think a bout the jokes??
(15.08) Hahahaha (it was not funny)
(15.09) thank u!!
(15.09) i know I’m so funny (🖕🖕)
(15.10) In your dreams
Day 15:
(09.43) How did you knew you were a lesbian?
(09.44) hi goodmorning
(09.44) idk, never really liked boys
(09.45) then i saw leia in star wars
(09.45) and it was kinda done
(09.46) well it wasn’t that simple but yk
(09.49) Okay
(09.50) why are you asking ?
(09.50) Idk, no reason
(09.50) ?
(09.51) sure
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(19.59) So i think i might be a lesbian
"I didn't really know what to call you
You didn't know me at all
But I was happy to explain
I never really knew how to move you
So I tried to intrude through
The little holes in your veins
And I saw you"
(Song: Communication - The Cardigans)
PART 3
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GOS2 Spoilers Masterpost (ONLY EP. 1-2)
alright, you read the title, you know what's under here - gonna tag everyone who helped this if I know them, thanks to everyone for their contribution and for being agents of chaos the way satan intended. love you all
[Last update/edit: 24/07 - 14:10CET]
first of all, we got some amazing posts from @incorrectquoteswwdits mostly about the first scene in heaven with crowley as an angel:
angel!crowley creating stars and aziraphale thinking he's calling him beautiful
more on that
aziraphale's lies make the lesbians have problems, apparently
communist aziraphale be like OUR CAR
isolation and doubts
THEN we have a detailed recount of the first episode by a kind anon! again, thank you @incorrectquoteswwdits for sharing <3
@goodomens-hints posted a lenghty and detailed recount of the first episode as well with some little hits at future episodes (nothing too big on the post itself, but BE CAREFUL, the blog is actually posting some other spoilers from episodes past the second one!)
@goodomensjail gave us a detailed recount of the first scene, with angel!crowley starting to question stuff and eventually shielding aziraphale with his wing
@mikubinders gives us SOME GOOD GOURMET SHIT by telling us that:
"Beelzebub kidnaps and threatens Crowley, tells him that ze could put a price on his head but ze doesn't want to. After that Crowley comes back to the bookshop and Good-old-fashioned lover boy plays while he drives there. "I'm back" happens. Aziraphale makes Crowley do a silly little apology dance so he forgives him and so they work together"
after thinking this last spoiler was fake, an anon came through and confirmed its real! we also have new context! (sent by an anon to yours tuly)
anon came through with some details about the Everyday record, told us Queen is actually tied to CROWLEY and not to the Bentley, and gave us more context to the OUR CAR and OUR BOOKSHOP bit (sent by an anon to yours tuly)
as for what happens during the Job flashback, after which the sitting five feet apart on a rock in front of the sea happens, a bunch of different versions of what actually happens are going around. @thesherrinfordfacility kept up with the madness surrounding it, so im gonna post here the last two versions of events/details.
first one:
In the Job section, Aziraphale is questioning gods decision of punishing Job. Then u see him in heaven w Muriel here and they are looking thru a long scroll that has instructions from god and he's trying to make sense of it. Muriel is telling him that god and satan made a bet about what Job would do and that's why they are testing him. And az is like whatttt why would god do that that's mean!
When Az finds out they're going to kill Jobs kids, he goes down to Earth to save them while using his angel voice until he realizes he's speaking to Crowley. He sees Crowley about to enter the kids room and tells Crowley "I know you, you wouldn't do this" and Crowley tells him he doesn't know him really. (
AND TY TENNANT IS SASSY AND FLIRTS W AZ??!??!? (*) And THATS when crowley goes "well he seems nice" from the clip. He wasn't jealous tho, like he thought it was funny since they are literally there to supposedly kill these kids and one of them is flirting lol.
The moment of 'weird-beard Crowley' was actually more focused on azi and him questioning God. Crowley tempts Azi w food and u see him struggle but then he gobbled it down and he cries bc he thinks crowley is going to bring him to hell (that's the scene where they are sitting on that thing with the pretty horizon) Crowley tells him "you're just an angel who follows gods as will as much as he can" and Az says that sounds lonely, and Crowley agrees, which is a callback to when he asked Crowley if he was lonely being on what Crowley calls "his own side", and Crowley said no. Crowley then tells him "i'm a demon. I lied"
(*): it was told this isn't actually canon canon, it's up for interpretation - some reported Ty's character is just the classic bratty teenager UPDATE: NOPE anon cleared it up and apparently it DOES read as flirty because ty's character is a little bitch, love that for us
and then we have the second one:
"Episode 2 is half present day things [...], and half the Job story/flashback. Crowley is the demon sent by Satan to torment "God's favorite human" Job to see if Job will curse God, in one big bet between God and Satan. Aziraphale comes to try to stop him, discovers they recognize each other but haven't seen each other since "the flood" and that Crowley seems to have changed since the flood, because he is willing to sacrifice the goats, and ruin Job's house. Crowley says he "has a permit" to torment Job FROM GOD. Aziraphale brings this up to the archangels that gleefully explain that yes it's a bet with Satan and that Job will suffer, but he will get everything back 3-fold by the end. And he will get NEW children. This disturbs Aziraphale, he does not want the CURRENT children to die, he understands the familial love that the archangels do not. He goes to stop Crowley not with power since he has the permit but to reason with him. Aziraphale says things to the effect "I KNOW you don't want to harm them I KNOW you and you don't want to kill children" and Crowley is defiant, but then…. It is revealed that he never killed
any of the goats either, he transformed them into pigeons to hide them. And he is hiding the children away in the basement but destroying the house to make it look like they died. He transforms the three kids into lizards to hide them, then when the Archangels descend to give Job his rewards and tell him his wife will bear 7 new children, Job and his wife are in despair because they love their children. Crowley comes in pretending to be a human doctor and he and Aziraphale LIE to the angels faces about how babies are made and trick the angels into thinking Jobs three original children are NEWLY BORN children. Which fools Gabriel, who has only ever seen God make Eve fully grown from Adam's ribs. Crowley then meets Aziraphale at the rock. Aziraphale is crying and says "im ready for you to take me to hell" because he has LIED to angels and foiled God's plans. Crowley is gentle and comforts him that he is still an angel and "I won't tell anyone if you won't" and they reminisce that it's lonely being a different kind of demon and a different kind of angel that sort of do what they feel is right. Heavily implying that they are the same and have each other now. The end of episode 2.
that's what's going around for now, but ill add stuff if we find anything new - also feel free to add to this yourself or send me stuff!
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