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katiefrog217 · 1 month
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[The One who Hung the Stars] . . .
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SLIGHT GOOD OMENS 2 SPOILERS
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kingaofhearts · 8 months
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THEIR ASSES DO NOT KNOW SHRIMPLE WORDS!!!!
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lickthecowhappy · 2 months
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I saw this post by @ivankaramazov07
and as a result wrote the following poem from the POV of an Aziraphale who repeatedly tries to confess his feelings but causes pain instead.
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goodomens-girlie · 5 months
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this post is for all the hoes, bros, girls, gays, and theys who are switching sides from Crowley to Aziraphale
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hydrolunamens · 7 months
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“Heaven is actively planning another Armageddon” is literally six words
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lunaamatista · 7 months
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I will make a longer post about this at some point but: if your theories about why Aziraphale has done bad and abusive things and has been having fun in la la land while ignoring all the horrors around him don’t include the fact that Crowley never told him how he’d been treated in Heaven, Crowley never told him he was at risk of being erased from the Book of Life, Crowley never told him what had he saw in Heaven’s Confidential Files, etc.
I simply won’t take you seriously.
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unforgivablego · 8 months
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I hate it when people discount Aziraphale without understanding him as a character. Partly, it's more because people like to see bad guys doing good things. And if a demon saves children from death, it means more to them than if an angel did it, even if he lied to heaven and put himself in danger. Essentially: “he’s an angel, it’s in his nature to be kind, so what’s surprising?”
I'm not against Crowley. I like both characters, but I don't like how there are too many defenders of Crowley, while Aziraphale is constantly made into a villain. After the second season, they were generally credited with clear, disgusting images - a poor puppy suffering from unrequited love and a stupid angel who broke his heart. This superficiality is so annoying. As if only Crowley is feeling bad and only he is suffering, which means only he should be pitied.
My friend and I are currently watching a show where the bad guy who starts out doing terrible things becomes a sweetheart in the middle of the season 2. And I watch how she sheds tears from every good deed he does, as if she had completely forgotten what he did a couple of episodes ago. And I have to endure this with a mixture of misunderstanding and rejection: “Are you really serious?” There was literally a scene where a character consciously kills the main character's brother on purpose and then a couple minutes later says he's sorry. “See? He repents,” says a friend. As if that would change the fact that he killed a person (don't worry, the brother survived thanks to a lucky accident (killer doesn’t know it) but imagine if he actually killed him and then came to apologize). One good deed by a bad person always overshadows all other bad deeds, making him appear good.
Also, I think it's all about Tennant's popularity and his image as a demon. I have nothing against both, but often, if a bad character is played by a handsome sexy actor, the idol of millions and the owner of hearts, then he is loved more according to the standard. Just like in the series that my friend and I are watching now.
It’s annoying too how many people sometimes turn a blind eye to how “unkind” Crowley can be. Like, “you can forgive him everything because he once did a good deed.” I'm not saying Crowley is bad. No need to attack me with slippers. I'm talking about the tearful art that makes Crowley look broken and Aziraphale cold and cruel. I'm talking about hurt fanfiction, in which Crowley suffers more than me in the deepest depression (calm down already, seriously, I have enough suffering, give me a rainbow, fluff, romance and love). All these jokes about Aziraphale having to do an apology dance in the third season (despite this, I’m also looking forward to such a scene). Analysis on TikTok, where the angel is often called stupid and naive (the coffee theory just kills me, I fucking hate it).
Yes, I love memes. That's funny. Keep making jokes about the ineffable bureaucracy speed running their relationship in a year, while these idiots have gotten nowhere in 6,000 years. And about Nina and Maggie, the heads of the “Geordie Shore” program. About Metatwat, who got into the hands the Book of Life and he decided to shit us a disgusting fanfic. Carry on, I like it. But as long as these are jokes and not a hostile imposition.
There have already been so many quarrels about this. And all because people like one character more than another. And here we again return to the fact that we ourselves constantly separate them. We devalue one thing or another, and then hope for a happy ending.
This established clichéd system in the fandom is simply killing me. Therefore, I am grateful to every person who digs deeper than the sand sprinkled on top.
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katiefrog217 · 1 month
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[Cradle of the Star Maker]
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janew-daens · 8 months
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I respect Aziraphale rights but most importantly I respect Aziraphale wrongs.
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goosewizard · 9 months
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ineffable husbands more like ineffable disasters. 6000 year slowburn. miscommunication. No communication. silly behavior. major character death (kinda). betrayal. intimate knowledge of another persons habits. angst. hurt no comfort. married life. they adopt a child and then promptly abandon him. catholic guilt. religious trauma. dancing. plenty of dates. confessions. confessions gone wrong. ducks. suicidal ideation. domestic life. i fucking CANT with them.
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mutalune · 9 months
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I am an aziraphale stan and anyone who thinks his choice at the end of s2 is “wrong” or “stupid” is my enemy I’m afraid to say
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lyxchen · 9 months
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Okay this might be a stupid question but, can Crowley control time? And second question: did he start time in the very beginning? Like when he created the universe in season 2 episode 1, that thing he did with the scroll.. did he Start Time?
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phantomram-b00 · 6 months
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I love how Halloween is just over and my folk already asked for Christmas list
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i think its funny that in good omens some 11 year old swearing technically did more in stopping Armageddon successfully than the demon and angel main characters who spent the entire series trying to stop the end of the world. like girl, they didn't even get trialed for saving the earth, they got put on trial for being gay with each other really
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runnerfivestillalive · 8 months
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Worse
angsty one-shot
Crowley is still processing what happened.
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It took him about a month to realize how badly he’d fucked up.
About a month to process what had actually happened with Aziraphale.
About a month to realize what their relationship had really been, all this time.
They’d been kids left unsupervised. They’d been teens running around their neighborhood while their parents weren’t looking. That was all. Heaven and Hell weren’t watching, and so they’d gotten daring, and half-convinced themselves they were free.
Half. Crowley had convinced himself. Aziraphale hadn’t forgotten.
He’d been an idiot. Aziraphale had been smiling so hard and saying they could go back to Heaven, and Crowley knew better! He should have known better! But he’d enjoyed their game of freedom so much. It had been easier to blame Aziraphale for leaving than to admit the game had never been real.
Angels didn’t have free will.
That was it. That was the very important detail Crowley had refused to acknowledge for a month. Look at Gabriel! Fucking Gabriel! He’d had to hide his consciousness inside a fly and sneak it out past Heaven’s security systems to escape! Angels couldn’t just leave!
Aziraphale couldn’t have left. And Crowley had known it.
And it was Crowley’s fault.
Aziraphale had been trying to get free of Heaven since Eden. Maybe longer. He saw it, now. Saw it, and hated himself for being so stupid, for missing it!
Aziraphale had failed to guard the apple tree. Had given away his sword. Left on Earth, he’d immediately taken up with a demon. He’d lied to the archangels, given his word as an angel, and then waited for Crowley, and said he was ready to go to Hell. He’d spent his entire time on Earth getting away with as much trouble as he could possibly keep out of Heaven’s view, including trading jobs off with Crowley so he could do demonic work, and spent his free time learning human arts of sleight of hand and deception so he could get away with more.
He’d called himself Mr. Fell, for FUCK’S sake! He’d been living out his fantasy of having fallen and escaped. Crowley didn’t know how the angel could have been any clearer with his desire for freedom.
And how many times? How many times had Aziraphale tried to fall, only to have Crowley stop him? It had happened over and over again in their six thousand years. Aziraphale would start doing something that would really piss Heaven off, and Crowley would rush in to do the dirty work before he could get in trouble.
He didn’t want his angel in Hell. He couldn’t see his angel in Hell. They would hurt him, in Hell! Aziraphale had seemed to understand. For millennia now, he made sure Crowley was watching before he made any attempts at falling, and Crowley always stopped him.
But he’d kept trying. Perhaps he’d hoped one day Crowley would have allowed it. Perhaps he’d hoped Crowley would one day, finally, let him join him.
Crowley hadn’t even realized. He’d thought his angel was simply too passionate about doing good to notice how close to the edge he was getting. But it all rewrote itself like fire in Crowley’s memory.
Aziraphale had wanted to escape. He’d been desperate to escape. He hadn’t escaped only because Crowley insisted Hell would be worse.
And then Heaven had sent the Metatron himself. It didn’t matter how much freedom they’d had while alone. Angels had no free will. In the face of the Metatron, nearly the highest authority, Aziraphale had had no choice but to obey. Worse, he had had no choice about being happy about it!
Crowley remembered that. In Heaven, an angel couldn’t even feel their own emotions, if a high enough authority decided they shouldn’t. He remembered going to complain about the universe, his beautiful star factory, being allowed to only run six thousand years. He remembered being ordered to let go of it, and accept the decision. He remembered walking away from that meeting, mind scrambling, desperately trying to hold on to the love he’d felt for his creation, and knowing it was already gone.
Aziraphale hadn’t wanted to go back to Heaven. But he’d invited Crowley, because time and time again, Crowley had insisted Hell was worse.
Crowley hadn’t gone. He’d told himself he was angry Aziraphale was leaving. He told himself Aziraphale was free, he could choose to stay, if he wanted to stay. He’d told himself…
He’d told himself a lot of things, this past month.
But the truth had made its way through his denial at last. The truth wound its way through his brain and refused to leave, as he lay in bed, clinging to his mattress like he might fall off, regretting every choice he’d made.
He hadn’t gone because he was afraid of Heaven. He hadn’t gone because Heaven was worse than Hell. Heaven was much, much worse than Hell.
He hadn’t gone.
And now Aziraphale was trapped there.
Alone.
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