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takadanobaba · 9 months

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Yeah the part two would mainly focus on the town's folks first interactions with the twins and their Pokémon. Most would be completely made up since we haven't fully seen everyones take on them.

Potentially interactions were:

Pierre's hostile first meeting the twins and their starter, he places a 'no Pokémon allowed' sign on the door because he's subtle. (He also hints that all Pokémon were driven out by removing all berry plants when they try to buy berries)

Harvey being a good person but they mistake his friendliness as professionalism, he falls in love with Klinklang.

Emmet and Durant mets Sebastian out on a walk, it is painfully awkward. Sebastian thinks a giant metal ant is cool.

Jas and Vincent sneak into the railway. They met Archeops and call her a turkey since she's 'too big to be a chicken'.

OK I've realised I actually have alot more scenarios then I first thought (I have four-five more tucked away) so that part two is actually possible.

Most of the people are just awkward around the twins and their Pokémon but the few who are hostile kinda warp their views on things.

Fun fact: in the drafts of the fic, the scene between Lewis and the twins was called 'Lewis pulls some petty manager-esque BS to bully Train Boys into not fucking up his train station'.

Oh god Pierre. Step aside Morris we might have a new main antagonist lol

For Harvey, we were thinking that he isn't opposed to Pokémon exactly, just more concerned about the health risks they pose. The twins themselves aren't the healthiest people (Emmet collapses from overwork in his 2-heart event....) and they're a bit out of the norm even among other Pokémon trainers. He's worried for them and they find a mutual annoyance between Harvey's nagging and the twins' stubbornness. Here's their checkup dialogue! Ingo is haunted and Emmet is immune to paralysis due to prolonged exposure. They're fine.

Harvey and Klinklang would be cute though, I haven't considered that!! It fits well since we were thinking that Maru would adore Klinklang too... We were thinking that Maru would be the one to look into getting better Pokemon healthcare in Stardew Valley (with the help of Marnie, since they're essentially animals)... the hospital nerds and Klinklang!

And oh god..... Emmet and Sebastian..... man do I have thoughts on that. Any interaction would definitely be awkward between them and quite possibly end in disaster. I know a few people want to see Emmet and Sebastian together but outside of both of them being the "rude but really just socially inept" type, I think they would clash. Since the twins are on good terms with Maru because she watches over the pokemon for research(/babysitting), Sebastian might be bitter towards them out of association, the twins themselves would feel sorry for Maru for having her brother hate her for no reason of her own. The twins support each other and push each other to be the best they can be, they're inseparable (or at least... shouldn't be separated...) and the thought of their sibling hating them terrifies them. I wouldn't say that they have a healthy relationship since they're a bit dependent on each other, being a two-car train and all.

Ingo would dislike Sebastian for being a bad big brother, and Emmet would dislike him for how ungrateful he is for the people in his life; Emmet's distaste would be stronger though. Along with being terrible to Maru, Sebastian's relationships with his friends would also raise red flags for Emmet (poor guy has trust issues and a low tolerance for that kind of thing). Sam and Abigail both favor Sebastian, but Sebastian has lines about not really seeing Abigail as a friend and thinking that Sam is clingy/annoying to hang out with. Emmet is a little insecure about being the lesser-liked twin and an outcast, he's lonely and while he doesn't bother with faking courtesy like Ingo, he is still verrrry grateful for anyone who isn't deterred by him for whatever reason that may be. Emmet is also a bit clingy with the few people who do win his trust and would probably make Sebastian feel bad for being a bad friend. Emmet and Sebastian are opposites in a conflicting way.

Here's some dialogue made super early on referencing how Sebastian visits the Railroad in his schedules:

Sebastian has a line about how he used to like trains when he was younger too, but it's very distant and angsty, like much of his reflections. He'd probably think of the twins being passionate about their special interest in trains to be a little cringe.... they would think he's cringe for not liking trains as much as them. I feel like they would project a bit and see each other as a reminder of their insecurities so.... they would not be good being together for too long.

Sebastian taking an interest in Durant would be interesting though..... Durant and Excadrill in this mod are drafted to have a henchman and mafia boss dynamic with each other and are always getting into trouble together so maybe he'd enable their shenanigans.

We do have a bit about Jas and Vincent liking Pokemon too! They'd love Archeops since he's basically an extra big and colorful chicken... the kids and Evelyn are the three people who aren't initially deterred by Pokemon, they get used to it for the most part later though.

And LOL love that. Thank you for sharing your thoughts!

#subway to stardew #mail car connecting line #subway to stardew terminal station #Emmet and Sebastian friendship is not happening they're going to be enemies #The chad Emmet vs the virgin Sebastian #doctorsparkle and I both started playing with dating Sebastian in mind but left him for Harvey and Elliott LOL we might be biased #I married Sebastian to see what the hype was all about and divorced him because I hated it lol sorry everyone #I'm sorry Elliott for making a new husband you will always hold a special place in my heart </3 #Actually started getting into modding because I wanted to see all of the content in an Elliott mod and started digging around in the files #Shoutout to Elliott for making stardew submas real #If you go after Emmet then he makes it verrrrrry clear that you are his best friend and how important that is to him even after dating btw #I have Many thoughts on Emmet and his relationship/socialization struggles......... this conductor has problems #Excadrill and Durant have thick new york accents #Garbodor and Linus is also a fun one.... Linus doesn't like Garbodor at first but later learns that she's not fighting him for food #She's going for the actual garbage LOL it all works out in the end

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unhingedpirates · 9 months

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Aziraphale with other people:

Aziraphale with his husband, ON THE SAME FUCKING DAY:

#tbf i'd also make crowley dance #we're not gonna talk about the last time he 'forgave him'. nope.#aziraphale #crowley #ineffable husbands #good omens #good omens 2 #good omens s2 spoilers #gos2spoilers #michael sheen #david tennant #good omens s2e1 #my garbage

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skydoescrime · 5 months

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i really really hated season 2 and specifically the season 2 finale for OFMD

the first few episodes were great. we got to see how ed was fully affected by stede's 'rejection' and how he was acting like a complete and total asshole and terrible person over it. very very cool i loved that, and i enjoyed the. izzy hands torture a bit more than a normal person would. seeing stede also grapple with his love for ed and his obliviousness juxtaposed with eds anger and angst was. phenomenal. i liked the pirate queen, cool new character. i did however not like how they offhandedly mentioned ivans death. I'm not sure if the actor dropped, but even then, he wasn't a big part of season 1, so why was he even. Written in the first place. on another note i do think some of the pairings made clear in the first 3 episodes with jim and. other cool pirate person was silly ig but also we. knew nothing about them??? there was no arc they were just introduced as a character, no defining traits just awesome pirate person and they expected us to be like. oh okay so they're together now and jim and olu's whole relationship which was built throughout all of season 1 is completely gone just cause we introduced new people and we wanna spice it up a bit. um lesbian murder couple was awesome. i do think the whole turning into a bird thing was a cool metaphor i DO think the rent free line was kind of crazy and just pure fan service. like i understand that its just a goofy pirate show but. come on they just stole that from the internet and snuck it in so we would be squealing about it. also! the red coat was just snuck in there for like one episode and it. did nothing. like it was just for one day. ig stede became more piraty after that but. nothing was cursed. they could have done so much more with it and it was kind of just placed down and then never touched on ever again. also there's the. ed apology that sucks which everyone is fine with even though he doesn't say I'm sorry? at all? and everyone is okay with him now? like. okay. i did LOVE the parallels between the you wear fine things well scenes. i also liked the boundaries set between them.

episode 6 and 7. everything goes to complete shit here. i liked ned lowe i think he was an awesome character i feel like it was the worst decision ever to just kill him off. i think the party scene is strange because ed is like. something is wrong and then he just goes along with everything and its never elaborated on ever again. the singing part is nice but. like the izzy arc feels so rushed considering how like 3 episodes ago bro was fully going through it. i do like him getting more integrated into the family though that's nice. stede killing someone was awesome. i do like the implication that ed is slowly backing away from his pirate life while his partner goes deeper into it, the juxtaposition between their morals in season 1 and this season are pretty cool. I DID NOT HOWEVER like how stede is just horny after his kill and they have sex even though! ed established boundaries. it feels super ooc for stede even if he's going through his "villain arc" or whatever he still wouldn't. do that and i don't like how its done just to show how stede has changed and is a bad person now when this is just stede acting out of character just so people know he's fucked up for killing someone and becoming more pirate like. i don't think his morals and affections towards ed can change that fast. i do think they could have done something with how izzy reacted to stede and eds relationship because. like there is no arc with that. he's completely in love with ed one day and the next he's totally fine with them fucking and dating like. what even was that confession then when it did basically nothing but just provide fan service. also later on when izzy just sits stede down and talks about ed is so. strange because sure izzy was super fucking traumatized after everything and shit but like. i don't think his character changed that much considering the fact that a few episodes prior he was still shitting on stede. like. it feels rushed just for the sake of having a heart to heart with stede and izzy. the explosion also feels rushed considering how we only saw zheng in like 3 episodes. and like how there was basically no set up for it. i feel like. there's a pattern with shit being rushed just to be rushed. like explosion in the same episode where stede completely becomes a brand new person in like 2 hours, ed leaves and izzy suddenly cares about stede. its kind of very obvious that they didn't get as many episodes as they wanted but i don't think that justifies the shit writing.

now the season finale SUCKED. so ed comes back after like 2 seconds and they reunite like they didn't just have a massive argument. everyone escapes somehow and then its like. they dress up in costumes come up with a half assed plan and go into battle. and then fucking izzy gets shot and its. not even like. a scene where he's just getting shot its masked behind things so its super confusing if he got shot or not and then he just. dies. no fanfare he just dies and its super quick and unexpected and it feels like it was just done so that he could. yk have a semi redemption (even though no bonding other than the. boat drag celebration and the hoof gifting was shown on screen at all) where everyone loved him even after he was a pos for like all of season 1. he dies randomly not even in an epic battle he just gets fucking shot. and I've seen a lot of people compare this episode to the season finale of good omens season 2 and they are so fucking wrong for that because. there's so much set up with good omens season 2. like we all knew it was coming. of course someday aziraphale was going to leave. he was never as keen as crowley on saying fuck you to heaven and hell. and its so wonderfully set up because all of season 1 and 2 set up their. relationship dynamics. how they felt about their bosses and higherups. and it SUCKED because all of us were expecting it but it still hit hard as fuck because. it makes so much sense. there's no way around it. and instead in the season finale of ofmd season 2 they just kill off izzy just to make us feel bad and because he has no purpose anymore? he feels like a throwaway character when his character had just fully come to light. there's also the thing about his leg being used as his gravestone which i have heard was kind of insensitive because it was a part of his body prosthetic or not? and then right after he dies everyone is super duper happy and joyous like an insanely important character didn't just die and then they have the wedding and it feels horrible because you're reeling from a very important character death which wasn't neccisary and completely unexpected and confusing to a wedding and having ed and stede end up living together in a small island running an inn? and its like. how do you expect me to be happy when two seconds ago you just killed off a character completely rushed their death completely rushed another characters wedding and made a happy ending happen just because you were scared of season 3 not happening? like i would have rathered a more well thought out episode which ended on a cliffhanger than whatever rushed mess of garbage this was. this finale genuinely has made me not want a season 3 because. there's nothing left for me. the villain of the story is this stupid rich guy who hates pirates (wow no way) who has no flavour and is just annoying. the character who had a whole entire character arc who definitely was killed off for shock value is dead and the otp of the show is together forever.

#ofmd #ofmd season 2 #ofmd spoilers #ofmd s2 #ofmd s2 spoilers #stede bonnet #good omens #good omens 2 #crowley #good omens spoilers #ineffable husbands #aziraphale #good omens season 2 #this has been rotting in my drafts for a while #i know most people liked this season but. i just had to give my take on it because i have never encountered something as frustrating #like wow. they will really feed us any half baked garbage and expect us to act like it is the best shit ever

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suckishima · 7 months

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its been a week since the trailer came out and i think its just now hitting me that we're really getting the nekoma match animatedd like the knife fight?? "I hurt. I’m exhausted. I never want this to end"?? the full page spread of the training camp gym transition to them playing at nationals?? the entirely of chapter 298??? all of that in motion in color with the sound effects and the voices??? omg im crying already thinking about it aaaahh

#and i mean like. those are all huge things surely they arent cutting any of those right.. right.....#told my husband earlier today im probably gonna be crying at least three times in the theater lolll #hq!!#hq!! movie #garbage dump #hq #and bc i mentioned specific quotes and panels lol ->#hq manga spoilers #hq!! manga spoilers #x

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glindyupland · 7 days

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I just think it’s silly that so many people complain about Villain Amaya as “wasted potential” and that “we were robbed” like-

My pals, post canon fan fiction is right there. The desire to free her husband is right there. Either by touching an evil book while being too eager to remember the obsidian oil, or being possessed by contact (ie what she believes is true loves kiss) when trying to reason with him in the dungeon.

We don’t need a rewrite, we can have a continuation. Both can be true. Amaya is a complex character, she can handle it.

#Wish #Queen Amaya #I assume I'm going to get hate for this but like #I know it's not store bought and you have to still make it yourself but also #I'm kind of just tired of seeing a lot of people sh*tting on Wish because it's not the concept art #And I'm kind of over here like how about we love it recognize it has flaws and THEN try to make something new without bashing the OG?#I just love Amaya and she definitely deserves more #but her good character is so interesting and complex #she still knows how to have fun. She still can be sassy or bite.#Like she's still Magnifico's perfect partner you know? and Magnifico isn't perfect?#A truly pure person wouldn't click with Magnifico the way Amaya does...?#I would rather build on Amaya's character than say she can only be good and boring or a villain?#Amaya is so smart yall. I know you can't see it all just on the movie but like she's read every magic book in Magnifico's library #THOUSANDS OF BOOKS.#And knows basic protection spells #She's a devoted leader.#Like.#Idk #She both loves her husband and recognizes that she has to go against him.#She doesn't /turn/ on him. She addresses his flaws and tells him that it's not okay?#She still jokes with him even though she has to put him in time out. She's complex and strong and wise and kind.#And I just hate seeing so many people so quick to just say 'the concept art was better' when like... the idea might be more appealing to yo #But I hate the level of cynicism and pretentiousness I see of people saying their personal ideas of what Wish should be-#-Is better than the piece of media they claim to care about?#Like their personal vision of Wish based exclusively off the concept art is somehow intellectually superior?#And I'm not saying stop doing your rewrites or AU's or anything! Like there's definitely beautiful creativity happening!#I just hate seeing people so negative and like honestly mean. It hurts my heart to see everyone calling Wish garbage?#It's not great but I really really dont think it's as bad as everyone is saying. Like its no like Oppenheimer but it's a children's movie..#Like I personally love the Teens and Amaya #And everyone saying they stink makes me sad... Because they're just great characters?

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autospleen · 8 months

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So here's this fic/draft/s3 concept. It's waaaaaaaay longer than I meant and I'm never going to finish it. Take it from me please.

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Metatron was disappointed in him. Aziraphale was still staring at the elevator doors still seeing Crowley there as if burned into his retinas. He felt hollow.

"I rather thought you would be able to convince him."

"I'm afraid it was foolish to try." Aziraphale could see that now, could see how the suggestion of returning to heaven hurt Crowley.

"I thought your power over him held more sway."

Aziraphale scrunched up his eyebrows and turned away from the elevator door, finally ripping his mind's eye away from the afterimage of Crowley to look at the Metatron in confusion, "power?"

"Well, yes, it's obvious he likes you. That gives you power over him."

The twisted description of their relationship left a sour taste in Aziraphale's mouth but the Metatron continued, "I'm afraid I had quite relied on you being able to convince him."

The door slid open into an equally white space. Heaven. It hurt Aziraphale's eyes but he felt sick for another reason, "what do you mean? What do you need Crowley for?"

"No you misunderstand me. It just would have been nice to get him out of the way. He is a powerful demon with a penchant for preventing the apocalypse. Well, anyway, we'll need to get you caught up for your new position." Aziraphale was hardly aware they had been walking together so focused he was on the conversation and the growing void in the core of his being but he was now aware they were in an office of sorts. There was a "desk" in the "room" and it was piled with books and folders.

"All our records. You'll need to know everything of course before you can officially take your new position as Supreme Archangel. It's a good thing you like reading."

Metatron laughed at his own joke. Aziraphale did not. A feeling of dread was starting to creep under his skin.

"Well I'll leave you to it then."

Metatron left but Aziraphale didn't move. All he could think about was the implication that heaven wanted Crowley out of the way. Since Aziraphale had failed to tempt him to heaven, would they find another way to keep him out of the way? The possibilities were too horrible to fathom.

The hollow feeling he'd had since stepping into the elevator was subsiding and quite surprisingly he found anger there. He felt used, manipulated, disrespected nd he was angry.

First it was directed at Metatron, and even a bit at Cowley, but he soon realized he was mostly angry at himself. He'd let himself believe heaven needed him. Things weren't right in heaven, even he could see that and the Metatron confirmed it when he implied Aziraphale was the only one who could fix it. Crowley's influence had made him good. Truly good, not someone who just followed along with heaven's rule, and he'd been thrilled to bring that goodness and infuse it into heaven. Make heaven good again as it was supposed to be. But… it was clear to him now that heaven wouldn't be so receptive.

Fine, Aziraphale decided, he would play by their rules for now but he would win in the end. His resolve hardened allowing him to stuff all the other emotions threatening to spill out back down. Only one thing mattered now: protecting Crowley.

1 year later

Crowley had taken to his snake form a lot more these days. Hell still left him alone. He was sure heaven was planning something but for the past year it had been quiet and strangely peaceful. Unfortunately, Crowley struggled to enjoy the peace. He was terribly lonely. With lack of much else to do, he'd taken to slithering around the forests of the world.

He was napping wrapped around the branch of a tree when he became aware of a disturbance. The forest quieted just slightly. Crowley opened his eyes and was drawn to the source of the disturbance immediately. His eyes met the intense stare of an owl a tree over. The gaze was somehow familiar yet Crowley was sure he'd never met an owl before.

They held each other's gaze unblinking for an indeterminate amount of time. Seconds? Millenia?

The owl suddenly tore his gaze away and launched into flight.

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Give me Coffee or Give me Death had become a source of comfort for Crowley. There was always a table in the shadowy corner for him no matter how rarely he stopped by and Nina, Maggie or Muriel would inevitably find him there and keep him company. Despite having more friends than at any other point in his life, he still felt the ache of loneliness. He knew why but he pretended he didn't, or pretended it didn't matter, pretended he could spend the rest of eternity like this and be content. Everyone he knew saw right through him.

It had been months since he'd checked in on Muriel. He never went into the bookshop but they would meet up at the coffee shop on occasion.

On this day, Muriel looked about ready to burst, "Crowley! I have to tell you something!"

Crowley had a bad feeling, "is it about heaven?"

Muriel nodded

"Then I don't want to know."

"I think you do."

Crowley couldn't tell it was good news or bad news but he resolutely decided he didn't care, "no heaven talk. That's the rule."

Muriel deflated but still tried, "I really think-"

"No." Crowley growled.

Muriel quieted

“Tell me about your-” Crowley gestured vaguely, “Reading progress?”

“Oh! I’ve almost finished his whole collection.” Muriel had learned not to use Aziraphale’s name in Crowley’s company. It was a small price to pay for a friend to talk to. Despite all the rules, Crowley was a wonderful companion. Happy to sit back and listen to her ramble for hours about a book she was reading or a fascinating bug she saw.

“Hmm, have to get some more.”

Muriel’s eyes went wide, “There are MORE?!”

“Well, yes. Thousands I imagine. Humans love writing.”

Muriel practically radiated with excitement so Crowley promised to take then to a bookshop, a proper one that actually sold books, and let them look around. Or better yet a library.

“Even Aziraphale couldn’t collect them all- though I don’t think he’d want to. It’s more of a curated collection I suppose.” It had slipped out before he realized what he’d said. He’d been thinking about the library of Alexandria and therefore by extension: Aziraphale.

“He’s missing!” Muriel blurted out quickly. Crowley had broken the rule first so surely it was okay for them to broach the topic now.

“What.” Panic gripped Crowley’s heart but he forced it not to show. His voice was ice cold.

“He was supposed to fall but Hell never received him. No one knows where he is.”

“Supposed to WHAT?!” His angel couldn’t fall. There was no way.

“I’ve been trying to tell you! But you said you didn’t want to know!”

“And I don’t!” Crowley violently stood up from the table knocking his chair down in the process but he couldn’t move. Of course he wanted to know. His angel, his love, was missing?! Was sentenced to fall? Was he in trouble? Was he okay? Was he ALIVE? “Well?? Go on!”

Muriel looked confused by the contradiction but if they had learned anything from the romance section of Aziraphale’s bookshop it was love made people do crazy and confusing things. “I don’t know all the details, only the few things he himself told me when he came back down to the bookshop once and the rumors.”

Crowley just gestured at them again so they continued, not quite sure where to start.

“Well, you know about the second coming of Jesus? Heaven’s been working on it for some time now and Aziraphale was supposed to lead the project up. Well, most of that is top secret so I don’t know much but something happened between the Metatron and Aziraphale. Metatron is…gone now and Aziraphale was sentenced to fall but… he never made it to Hell.”

“Are you telling me that Aziraphale killed Metatron?”

“That’s what it seems like."

Crowley’s mind was spinning but really only one thing mattered, “I have to find him.”

“So you think he’s still alive?”

“Yes.” He answered without hesitation. He had to be afterall, surely if he wasn’t, Crowley would know.

“What are you going to do?”

Crowley pointed up, “Open an elevator for me?”

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The last person Crowley thought he would ever see in heaven greeted him as the elevator doors slid open.

“Hey,” Beelzebub said as if it was the most casual normal thing for him, the duke of Hell, to be greeting people at Heaven’s door.

“What are you doing here?”

“Looking for Jesus I think? Right babe?” He called behind him.

“Uh, yeah, Jesus.” Gabriel appeared, “Hi Crowley! Where’s Aziraphale?”

“That’s what I’m trying to figure out.” Crowley accepted at this point that he was hallucinating. None of this could be real.

“He hasn't found you yet?" Beelzebub asked

"Found me? He's the one that's missing apparently."

"Hiding more like."

"You've seen him?"

'Yes, he came to us on Alpha Centauri asking for help."

"And you agreed?"

"Certainly not! But… he threatened our peaceful existence so here we are. Looking… for Jesus."

"So he's okay."

Gabriel jumped in here, "if you call that ok." He said scrunching his nose up in disgust.

"What. Do. You. Mean?!" Crowley was considering ripping his feathers out one by one if he didn't explain himself.

Gabriel seemed to sense this and retreated, returning back to the catalog of souls he'd been browsing.

"It's hard to explain." Beezlebub answered, "I'm sure he'll find you soon. He needs you."

But Crowley wasn't that hard to find. Surely if Aziraphale was looking for him he would have already found him. However this seemed to be all the answers heaven held for him so he headed back down.

If nothing else, at least he knew Aziraphale was alive. It took some of the desperate panic away but he wouldn't be calm until he saw the angel with his own eyes.

If Aziraphale was looking for him. He'd make himself easy to find. For the first time since that horrible fight, Crowley headed to the bookshop. Muriel greeted him happily.

"I'm moving in." He growled at them.

"Delightful!"

It was only a day before the angel appeared in the shop.

Crowley didn't immediately notice Aziraphale was there which was strange in itself. Typically his eyes fell on the angel before anything else but it took a second for him to realize someone was sitting in the chair.

Aziraphale was looking at him like a starving man at a feast.

"Crowley." He breathed the name and Crowley felt like his heart was mending and breaking and mending all over again. He wanted to run to him and hold him. He was still mad but he was so glad the angel was okay. He was okay wasn't he? Crowley assessed him quickly. He looked the same only… dimmer? He seemed okay. At least he was alive. The rest could be sorted out later.

Crowley considered leaving. Now that Aziraphale was confirmed to be alive he could walk out, wash his hands of it but the stubborn anger at his oldest friend felt forced when all he really felt was overwhelming relief.

"I heard you need my help." Crowley tried to act casual, "something about the next apocalypse?"

"Oh no," Aziraphale couldn't seem to wipe the smile off his face, "I've got that sorted. Well… Mostly. But that's not your concern."

"Oh… thats… good." Was he… angry that Aziraphale didn't need saving? That was stupid. "You were looking for me though?"

"Ah, no I was trying to avoid you." He admitted guiltily then quickly amended, "not because I didn't want to see you. I did want to see you. More than anything. But I rather thought, you wouldn't want to see me."

"I don't." Crowley answered quickly but he didn't make a move to leave or even look away so they both knew it was a lie.

"It's so good to see you, Crowley. I'm glad you're well."

"You too…uh, are you well though?"

Aziraphale's smile was radiant, "I am." He paused for a moment, "there's a lot to talk about and I'm afraid I don't know where to start."

They were so far apart. Crowley standing awkwardly near the door as if waiting to escape any moment; Aziraphale tense in his chair, not sure how to calm the atmosphere between them. Aziraphale stood and came around the desk. Crowley tensed up even farther. Aziraphale drew in closer, he had to touch Crowley. He couldn't have this conversation five feet away, he needed Crowley near him but he didn't know if the demon would be receptive to touch at this moment.

He reached out and took Crowley’s hand. Crowley let him but didn't reciprocate. It may have just made things worse, now Crowley's hand was limp in Aziraphale's and Crowley was tenser than before. Aziraphale powered through, "I love you."

Crowley may as well have been a statue.

Aziraphale sighed and dropped his hand. "I know I'm probably too late. I should have clarified this long ago. I thought… well I thought you knew. But… I took for granted how well we know each other and assumed… too much. I should have been clearer. I love you. I've loved you since before the beginning. Angel or demon or whatever you may be. I love you and I always will."

Crowley was looking at him again finally but Aziraphale couldn't see his eyes. He reached up and removed the glasses.

"I'm sorry." He continued looking directly into Crowley’s eyes now

A multitude of emotions flashed across Crowley's face. Aziraphale could never hope to read them all.

"I missed you dear." Seemingly starved for contact Aziraphale moved closer again wrapping his arms around the demon. He hadn't realized until he'd been away just how much he lived on touching. Being so near but unable to touch him was perhaps worse torture than not being near him at all.

The hug finally seemed to get through to him and the tension Crowley held started leaking away. They stayed like that nearly and hour. When Aziraphale tried to drop the hug, that's when Crowley responded. He fisted a hand into the back of Aziraphale's shirt and pulled their bodies tight together in a way that made Aziraphale feel breathless.

"I love you too." Crowley said, his voice slightly muffled from where his face was hidden into Aziraphale's shoulder. Aziraphale had a feeling Crowley was using this to avoid eye contact. "I guess…I guess I never actually said it."

The bell tinged above the door and in a split second Crowley was out of arms, several steps away and hiding behind his glasses again.

Gabriel poked his head in and gave a thumbs up.

Aziraphale straightened his vest and cleared his throat, annoyed by the interruption. "You found him?"

Gabriel nodded, "and you'll keep your end of the deal?"

"Of course."

"Good. Well, bye forever. Hope to never see you again and if you ever need another favor please feel free to fuck off."

Crowley bristled. How dare this prick, after everything Aziraphale risked for him when his memory was gone- but Aziraphale just replied with a rather chipper, "Noted."

He retreated and silence closed in on them again.

"Should I ask?" He was dying to know.

"I promise I'll tell you everything but… are we okay? Are we "us" again?"

"I don't know. There's still a lot to talk about."

That was fair.

"But first, you should probably tell me what's going on. With the apocalypse, with the Metatron, with you."

"I'm afraid it's a very long story."

"Then… tell me over lunch?"

Aziraphale's smile was blinding, "OH! I haven't had a thing to eat since going to heaven!"

Crowley gaped at him, "not even a snack?"

"Not even a cup of tea."

"In a YEAR?"

"Afraid so."

"Well, what are you craving? I'll take you anywhere you want. The Ritz?"

"Something more simple I think."

They ended up at a sandwich shop just down the street.

–

Aziraphale became aware they were going to try to keep him busy and find reasons to delay his promotion and he wasn't going to let that happen.

He read all the records in a day and demanded a seat at the table. Reluctantly he was granted his new position after only a couple of days of jumping through hoops. He started making changes right away. He demoted angels who used their power to degrade others and promoted others who exemplified kindness. However, Metatron operated the second coming plan behind his back as much as possible.

Aziraphale built up allies and was able to uncover the truth.

Jesus' second coming had been misunderstood. It was generally thought he would return and judge all the humans, sorting them into heaven or hell and essentially ending all life on earth. This was a misinterpretation. Jesus was meant to judge all Angels and Demons and dismantle Heaven and Hell.

When Metatron discovered this, he quickly tried to hide it. He plotted to destroy Jesus and replace him with someone who would do his bidding. However, Jesus' mission fell nicely in line with Aziraphale's own. Most angels didn't like the idea of dismantling heaven but it came straight from Jesus, the son of god, practically the embodiment of Her will. Metatron held less sway and the angels' unwavering faith in the Plan meant support for Jesus even if it meant the end of them.

In an act of desperation, heaven cast a miracle to hide Jesus from the Metatron. Unfortunately, this had the unintended consequence of hiding him from all of heaven.

Metatron became desperate after this. He tried to take back heaven by taking out Aziraphale. He gathered the allies he had left and waged war on Aziraphale and his followers. A civil war broke out in heaven.

In the end, Aziraphale had no choice but to kill Metatron. It was a fatal act as even his most staunch supporters believed this action deserved the fall. Afterall, killing another angel, especially one as important as Metatron, couldn't go unpunished. He was pushed out of heaven.

"You're not a demon." Crowley announced.

"I'm not really sure how it happened either."

In a second. Crowley miracled them into the empty bathroom and locked the doors.

"Show me."

He hesitated

"I can tell something is different. Just show me."

Aziraphale unfurled his wings. Instead of pure white, they were a muted warm white with brown stripes. They were familiar

"The owl in the rainforest. That was you."

"I needed to make sure you were okay. There had been talk during the civil war of capturing you to use against me."

"Oh." Crowley remembered just how peaceful his life had been this past year. Had Aziraphale been quietly protecting him the whole time? His chest panged with regret. He'd been lazing around, moping, doing absolutely nothing but feeling sorry for himself while Aziraphale waged war in heaven. For the first time since he watched his angel leave on a heavenly elevator, he wished he'd gone with him. Damn his attitude about heaven and his hurt feelings and all the other things in the way, Aziraphale had had an adventure without him and it hurt. It hurt to know he hadn't been there to support him. He was so mad at himself for not being there. Even if…even if Aziraphale didn't need him, he still wanted to be there, by his side. But now there was a whole year of his life Crowley would only know from stories and he hated it. If things had gone differently, he could have lost him forever and never known.

Sure, they'd been apart longer before, lived their own lives separately, had their own adventures. But not usually by choice. He'd chosen to let Aziraphale handle heaven on his own and he thought it had been the right thing because he was right about heaven but he hated himself for it.

"Is it that bad?" Aziraphale asked, tucking his wings closer to his body self consciously.

"No!" Crowley assured him quickly. Reaching out to touch them. "You're beautiful. Always."

"Oh." Aziraphale twittered happily at the compliment and Crowley decided he needed to do that more. Like a lot more. Aziraphale deserved to know just how gorgeous Crowley found him at all times.

"but.." his chest ached at the thought of aziraphale falling, "but what are you?"

"Well, I don't really know. Near as I can figure I only half fell. I have an animal form like most demons but I also still have…at least some of my divinity."

"Are you…happy like this?" Because that was all that really mattered

"Oh yes." Aziraphale smiled shyly, "I rather think I am." He tucked his wings away fully, "you're not…mad?"

"Oh I'm furious that anyone would think you deserve to fall-"

"No I mean…" He couldn't seem to articulate his thought, he gestured a lot before forcing more words out when Crowley failed to understand, "because you fell. Even though you didn't deserve it but by some Miracle, I didn't. Not fully. It doesn't seem fair."

Oh, Crowley hadn't considered that. He'd never really thought he didn't deserve it. He'd certainly thought it wasn't fair and even that it was a stupid reason to fall but he'd deserved it. He wasn't a good angel. He didn't trust the Plan. He didn't have faith. He'd never in a million years considered that Aziraphale thought him falling was unjust. It was a bit… flattering…maybe? It certainly put some things into perspective for him. He didn't know how to respond. Really all he wanted was to hug the Angel who believed in him so fiercely. So he did.

Aziraphale accepted the hug happily even if he didn't understand what inspired it. Touches between them had been rare all throughout their history and Aziraphale craved them more than the strawberry cheesecake he hadn't gotten a single bite out of before Crowley had transported them here. In a rather cramped and dirty bathroom. On second thought the hugs could wait.

"Now, I believe I was prematurely whisked away from dessert." He huffed.

Aziraphale's return to his usual manner set Crowley at ease and he grinned, sending them both back to the table.

Aziraphale continued his story as he ate,"So after that, a lot of angels and demons too, once the news spread to hell, started fleeing. I don't imagine it matters much if they stick around or not. As for Jesus, I needed a demon to find him since he'd been hidden from heaven and all its denizens so I asked Beelzebub-"

"Why not me?"

"Oh well," Aziraphale fidgeted, "I didn't think it would be a welcome request."

"Ah," it probably wouldn't have been, Crowley had to admit, "what did you promise them?"

"Immunity. They want to live out their immortality on Alpha Centauri.

"Is that something you're able to offer?"

"I stripped them of their titles. They'll just be two immortal beings hanging out in space, not denizens of heaven or hell so they should be left alone."

—

They both moved into the bookshop together after that.

Jesus was already making progress and, once they learned what the process entailed, many angels and demons were queuing up to be seen by him. Everyone had a say in the final form they would take but the vast majority of demons picked the animal they were already associated with. Many angels were turned into doves or other birds.

Muriel had queued up in line rather early, having always believed in the Plan and therefore having no reason to fear him. They burst through the doors to the shop announcing proudly that they were to become human.

They were really excited so Crowley tried to congratulate them but he wasn't sure it was a great idea. After all, they were so naive and had no one to look after them. "Are you sure you'll be okay? On your own?"

"No silly I won't be on my own! I'll have parents. I'm going to be born as a little human with real parents." They were entirely enthralled by the idea.

Well that was better but still he worried for them. He had grown quite fond of Muriel in the time he'd known them. He may be a demon but he decided right then he was going to be their guardian angel.

So Crowley and Aziraphale spent the next 97 years watching over them. Remembering Nina and Maggie's talk, they didn't interfere with Muriel's human life too much. They just made sure they were safe and that they always felt loved.

–

There were millions of angels and demons to sort through and Jesus took his time. He sometimes spent as much as a week with a being before granting their final form. Aziraphale and Crowley figured they had a couple thousand years before they had to worry about it, so they didn't.

They took to their animal forms and traveled the forests of the world. Crowley showed Aziraphale all his favorite views. They ate at every restaurant. Watched humanity evolve and change. Spent peaceful decades just enjoying the domesticity of the bookshop which never changed except by being cut off from heaven. They bought a cottage in the middle of nowhere for when city life around the bookshop was too noisy. They danced and went for rides in the Bentley. They spent sunny afternoons drinking wine and reading and chilly nights drinking wine and stargazing. And they talked about everything.

It was another 6,000 years before they started to wonder if something had gone awry. Heaven and hell were no longer accessible. They hadn't seen another angel or demon in thousands of years.

"Do you think he forgot about us?" Crowley asked.

They were laying side by side on their cottage roof looking at clouds. Aziraphale hummed indifferently, "I'm sure we could find him if we wanted to…" he turned towards Crowley to look him in the eyes (Crowley never wore those glasses anymore) and placed a hand on his chest, "do you want to?"

"Er, no." Crowley admitted. He was perfectly happy.

Aziraphale hummed in agreement, "we'll see how we feel in another 6000 years."

End

#this is mostly because im stick of people saying Aziraphale is wrong to go to heavrn #for all you know him being supreme archangel will be INSTRUMENTAL in stopping the apocalypse #my writing #fic #ineffable husbands #good omens 3 #concept #good omens #this is garbage #this isnt how i actually think s3 will happen btw #just stuck in my head #and i wanted to write

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