just saw a post by @plumbum-art and honestly this idea is so sweet.
Crowley screams at and abuses his plants because it allows him to relive his own trauma. his fall. He discards plants that are less than perfect, just like how God cast him out once he asked a few questions.
Once they move into together, Aziraphale picks up on this. He knows Crowley has never been too receptive to his compliments and words of adoration, so he starts to pour them into the plants. Praising their beauty and growth. Treating them with so much love, talking to them and uplifting them with words he wishes he could say directly to Crowley. He forgives imperfections in the leaves and encourages them, saying that they are more than the few spots marring them.
Crowley is almost always in hearing range of Aziraphale and the plants, and hearing the praise for the imperfect plants slowly heals him. He pretends to hate it, it only entices Aziraphale to be even more doting to the plants. It helps even more.
The plants grow taller. The leaf spots still appear from time to time, but heal over within days as Aziraphale encourages them. Crowley changes too. Less scared if being abandoned, more secure and safe knowing Aziraphale is so close and won't leave him behind again.
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Cute ineffable husbands prompt from @fereael as a gift for @SherlockHoImes_ !! Hope you like it :)
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(Send me a message if you want me to do your prompt hihi)
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I've read the script book of Good Omens and ever since my thoughts circle around it.
And there is one scene that makes me sit up. In the scene in episode 5.
The translucent Aziraphale said he would need a body: "And we're both going to have to get a bit of a wiggle-on".
And Crowley asked about the wiggle-on part as if it refers to something different then to stop Armageddon in the first place. Does Crowley refer to the much discussed scene in episode three when Aziraphale says:
What have Aziraphale really meant by that?
(I imagine Crowley standing in his flat afterwards and screaming the same question at his plants. Disheveled hair, plants shivering and everything.)
"WHAT DOES HE MEAN???"
I have to look up the meanings of wiggle-on, because english isn't my native language (it's german actually - a language that happens to pop up in the book every now and then) but I can't find another meaning than 'to hurry up'.
Please help me find my sanity again @neil-gaiman
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more ineffable domestic husbands
Moving in together has its challenges (don't worry, the books are fine. Crowley isn't a bastard)
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So we all agree the plants partially represent for Crowley the trauma of being cast out but him being able to have control of it as well as it being a representation of when he met Aziraphael for the first time (as a demon) in the garden. In the next season, I want to see his plants suffer because he stops caring for them. I want to see his plants begin to wilt and spot and to fade away and him not care about them because he’s devastated by what happened and he just couldn’t be bothered to care about any of it at all anymore. And I want a miracle to bring them back. I want Aziraphael to be the one to miracle the plants back. To realize what he did and that it was all his fault and to repair his relationship with Crowley and then in the end to miracle Crowley’s precious plants back to him. Please I’m desperate.
@neil-gaiman
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Not So Cruel
Aziraphale gets Crowley a plant, early on in their acquaintanceship. Idea from @hikarry
Crowley isn’t as cruel as he likes to paint himself to be
He/Him for Crowley
If you asked Crowley to describe himself, he might say cold, mean, stylish, and of course never nice. But if you were to observe Crowley in his Mayfair flat, with only the plants for company, you’d see it wasn’t entirely true. There was one plant, a special plant, the last of its kind sitting in a beautiful white vase, with gold trimmings. This plant was certainly his favorite, he’s kept it alive for nearly a millennia now. And it was the only one that could do no wrong.
He treated his plants the only way he knew how, to strict standards, unobtainable standards unless the plants were made from plastic, which they weren’t; he prided himself on that. He treated them as he had been treated, told and yelled at to be perfect, to be holy, and have unwavering faith. And yet he failed, he failed and in a desperate sense for control he now inflicts that upon his dear plants.
“Is that a spot?” He asked, having noticed browning and a hole on one of the newer plants he gained, “is it? Right, you know what I’ve told you all about leaf spots.” The plants began to tremble, all but one, the one in the white vase. Never would it fear Crowley. “I will not stand for them!” He picked up the smaller plant by the pot, looking down on it. “You know what you’ve done, you disappointed me,” he sighed out as if he were a father talking to his child. “Oh dear, oh dear, everyone!” He held the plant high, showing it off to the other plants, “say goodbye to your friend, just couldn’t cut it.” And with that he walked to the hall, “this is gonna hurt you, so much more than it will hurt me.” He turned around, “ and you guys, grow better!!” He yelled before resuming his way down the hall, now to the plants, they heard the garbage disposal running, what they didn’t hear or see was Crowley snapping his fingers, and the plant appearing in his neighbor’s flat, amongst all the other banished plants. He returned with the empty pot, flipping it upside down as if to enunciate the ‘death’ of the plant. He set the pot down, and carefully picked up the white vase, features softening, “never you, though, so what is it you need?” He murmured gently, noticing how one leaf was wilting as he brought it to his office, setting it onto the windowsill. “Will sunlight help?” He could only smile as the plant seemed to instantaneously reverse the wilting and stand tall.
Crowley was a softie, a lover, and an optimist at heart, especially for his angel. But he would never admit that.
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