#and later some angels get discorporated

[beastsovrevelation]

I started shipping Crowley/Michael with stritctly a Fem!Crowley, but honestly the more I think about it, the more it appeals to me with male Crowley also. They're so ridiculously mismatched, her being a solemn military woman, and him being a goth manwhore.

Also, it offers me a F!Alpha x M!Omega pair in Omegaverse, which I highly appreciate.

[dalliancekay]

Aziraphale loves Crowley but...

(A clickbait title? Me? Possibly)

There's this thought rattling in my brain for a good while and I have to try to get it out.

So most of the fandom seems to operate under the impression that Crowley loves Aziraphale unreservedly (since Eden) and that he is waiting for the angel to catch up with him.

This is evident across metas here, and many posts and comments elsewhere. Even fics (if I'm permitted to say that) keep dancing around the idea that Crowley never knows where he stands. It's not that obvious how Aziraphale feels about Crowley (especially to Crowley). Because Aziraphale is forever denying their connection (as if he didn’t have good enough reason) and/or also that Crowley, who is always open about his feelings, is waiting for Aziraphale to finally admit at some point (sooner than later please) how he feels so they can be together (...I'm not going there today...).

But I did have discussions with people from other countries and cultures. Notably @sayuri-of-the-valley who told me that most people in their country would assume Aziraphale is the smitten one and it's not so obvious how Crowley feels (he might be just toying with the angel?).

So I've been thinking about how Aziraphale feels from what we see.

In Before the Beginning, which is their first encounter, Aziraphale is immediately taken by the sweet, pretty, enthusiastic angel who seems completely oblivious to Aziraphale's hopes to be noticed.

We do not know if they meet again as angels or how long after their meeting the Great War happens. I would think this is not their only encounter. But it could be. I think they became friends and at some later point Angel!Crowley asked Aziraphale to join in the rebellion (or at least come with him to hang out with the guys and find out what it's about). But forever cautious Aziraphale warned him that it's not a good idea and refused and ... Crowley Fell.

Next time they see each other is in Eden.

They seem to recognise each other and Crawley is clearly pretty happy to see Aziraphale who does not introduce himself but Aziraphale gently prompts the demon to introduce himself.

Aziraphale seems a little unsure how they stand at first ... ...and I think it's because of what has transpired before the Fall (is Aziraphale forgiven?). But as Crawley gently teases him about the recently passed events, Aziraphale is assured and trusts Crawley as if nothing much changed between them and he readily admits he's given away his sword to the demon. (The truth of which he does not disclose to God Herself.)

Their relationship progresses as far as it can in the circumstances over the next centuries and millennia, they both care and look after each other. Until the next big heart-breaking 'break-up' happens. An impossible ask.

You can see how this request basically pierces Aziraphale's heart. He would prefer they don't see each other again than give in to such extraordinarily dangerous request. Out of the question! This would mean the end of existence for Crowley. He would not just be discorporated, not 'just' taken away. He'd be gone.

If they truly don't see each other for almost 80 years, this must have hurt so so deeply.

Next they see each other then, it's 1941. I know some people HC that Crowley slept until then but I think it's very unlikely. He seems to know what is happening with WWII, and besides, he has his car, which he says he has from new and you wouldn't buy a 1926 Bentley new in 1940.

So back to the husbands. Aziraphale might very well think he will never be forgiven for his resolute refusal of handing Crowley the one thing that can so easily simply wipe him from existence.

When Crowley shows up in the church, Aziraphale yet again is not sure where he stands. Is he forgiven? What is Crowley coming to do? (No, I don't think Aziraphale thought Crowley was coming with revenge or anything similar, I assume it's as he says, as Aziraphale assumes he's there because of his job, to do something for Hell). But Crowley assures him that is not the case and they fall into their usual bickering.

And all is well. Aziraphale breathes out and THEN Crowley remembers to save his books.

And Aziraphale knows he's forgiven.

When 1967 comes around and he hears about Crowley's frankly insane decision to get some humans to source holy water for him, the angel breaks his own heart and hands Crowley a double walled, securely closed vessel with the dangerous substance just because it's the safer option.

The next break up is...

After that they 'see' each other when Aziraphale's (soul? essence?) discorporated self finds Crowley drinking in the pub.

Crowley tells Aziraphale he lost his best friend... What is Aziraphale thinking?

Yet again, I suppose he's unsure where he stands. He did after all made a decision to do something Crowley disagreed with. And Crowley left. Twice. Aziraphale didn't want to run. He was going to try and find a way to save the Earth even if it meant to try and talk to God and whatever consequences would follow from that.

But Crowley is so gentle with him as he tells him his home burned down. He even has the one book Aziraphale really needed, somehow saved. So Aziraphale asks for help. They can do this.

And they do.

So we see Aziraphale through aeons, looking up to Crowley, admiring his wit, integrity, being exasperated with him, trying to keep him safe - from unreasonable requests just as much as from rash decisions and words that can have severe consequences. Aziraphale is an angel who is unlike any other. He finds himself, long before the rebellion of half the Host is a thing, in knowledge that some things should not be mentioned or suggested or criticised and he tries to stop this lovely angel he just met from getting into trouble.

Which he keeps doing for millions of years...

However. It doesn't always work. The angel Falls. He is hurt and abandoned by the God who made him and deemed unforgivable. He is threatened and punished when he just wants to be himself and Aziraphale sees all of this and loves him and tries to keep him safe and he is not always succeeding, having to make more and more difficult decisions.

And Aziraphale doubts himself. Is he good enough. Is something wrong with him. We see how anxious he gets all the time. What is he doing wrong. They were never allowed to speak to each other about how they feel. For the longest time they didn’t even know how to name their feelings I’m sure. They didn’t make any promises.

They both hope, yes but where I see people HC that Crowley doubts an angel would unconditionally love a demon (maybe he does, but I don’t really see it - I think Crowley knows all that talk of fiends is just a cover), I also see that Aziraphale thinks he’s not good enough. That he can’t give enough and that it’s a problem (it is to some fans but if he’s ever holding back - ‘you go too fast for me Crowley’, it’s only ever to keep the demon safe).

But yes, I think Crowley thinks the chasm that can’t be overcome between them is the angel/demon one. Because She made him unforgivable. And Aziraphale thinks that their world would never allow them to be together (and he’s right) and he simply can’t agree to trying when it’s doomed to failure. If they run, how long would they have together? What kind of freedom would they have as hunted outcasts? So he keeps making these difficult decisions. And feeling so guilty for them.

The hardest of which we meet at the end of Season Two.

Aziraphale meets the Second in Command of the ruler of their world who 'invites' him to run Heaven. After Aziraphale refuses several times, we see him enter his home and tell Crowley that he got an offer and ask Crowley to come with him.

And Crowley. Says no.

And all the subsequent metas focus on how Crowley was betrayed by Aziraphale's 'decision', how Aziraphale does not deserve to be loved or wanted or be forgiven by the demon.

And how does Aziraphale feel?

Does Aziraphale still think he can be forgiven?

[hattersarts]

gomens s2 thoughts, all spoilers!

I spent 10 hours talking to my housemate about the season after we binged the whole thing in the morning but here are the highlights and the biggest takeaways from the season.

okay i did love the ending, i love that we get the conformation of love AND going into the divorce arc next season (if they're not properly together by the end of season 3 however, i am rioting) they're slow burn and a whole season of them getting to the final 10mins was tasty.

HOWEVER. it was an extremely clunky season when it comes to writing, lots of either set ups missed OR set ups repeated 4 times that they're drilled into out heads. there was also lots of dialogue that really needed to be tightened up. the lesbians were so poorly written i thought they might have needed to be cut BUT they just needed to have more bearing on the rest of the plot AND say things like real people would say things and LITERALLY SHOW ONE SINGLE REASON WHY THEY WOULD LIKE EACH OTHER WITHIN THE FIRST EPISODE.

gabe/bulz romance was the one that should have been cut, have them do more of a oh-my-god-my-boss-sucks kind of thing, lean into them complaining about having to avert a civil war after armageddon stopped and touch on the "structural problems" the angels mention later. Have gabe/bulz be super punished for working together which puts huge fear into az and crowley about what happens if you try to team up as an angel/demon pair (but an extra reason why az takes the job at the end so he and crowley can be the same)

imo it works more if the only mirror of their romance is the HUMANS which should lean into themes to season 3 of how they need to team up with humans (re:"us vs them" line at the end of season 1) to actually achieve their happy ending.

Nina and maggies best scene was their last one telling crowley he needed to talk to az but i think that was one that needed to be cut, it would have been far more satisfying to have crowely work out it out himself that he loves az and wants to tell him (still via maggie and nina but more subtle rather than them telling him to his face AND via spending more time with az in the season)

flashbacks were all pretty good, loved the jobe one and that final "lonely" scene. the nazi one needed some trimming the most (why did all three come back to earth, it made scenes too crowed, have them fight to be a zombie)

shax was disappointing, she was kind of just incompetent the whole way through which didnt make the stakes very exciting, (that whole scene of her talking to the legion was unfunny and pointless) i wanted crowley to mentor her more like when he gave her advice in the first few meetings we saw (kind of in a very non-demonic way, not expecting anything in return) and her to then meet him on equal footing in the finale. would have been a little accidental taste for Crowley to have his good deeds come back to haunt him while showing he's different to demons.

speaking of the finale fight, that halo had NO set up, it was sick as hell but ??? the fuck did that come from. the fight should have been won by az and crowley performing another HUGE miracle together, discorporating the demons (which then would alert heaven and hell something was up in the bookshop and the final scene can happen)

az taking the job from metatron was very good, its consistent with his character where he still hasn't let go of his faith in good/god, he's only been upset by the angels running heaven and still has faith in the system while crowley has realised none of it works and it's only them together that matters. it was nice to show he still hasn't truly accepted crowley for who he is now (tho imo he knows he loves him, he just hasn't quite unrepressed himself) and him not turning down the job after crowley confesses to him shows he still thinks he can fix it. Crowley on the other hand thinks he's now lost him, az has broken he the trust he had in him, he's going to be in big depression mode

few thoughts of good directions for S3:

finally delivering on what crowley said at the end of S1 I think is the most satisfying. the final showdown should be humans Vs heaven/hell with Crowley and az on the human side, helping them win the conflict. there would be suggestions that this is actually god's ineffable plan, this is a conflict she wants to happen and the things that Crowley and az went through are what make them perfect ambassadors to help the humans.

the set up for az in S3 to finally work out he and Crowley can't work out within the unfair rules of the system and for him to abandon heaven (tho not I think, becoming a demon) is good. a sucky ending imo for season 3 is if az somehow "fixes" heaven and via bureaucracy and not via blowing it all up.

growth moments for Crowley in S3 might be having more contact with humans since he's already abandoned hell and it would put az & crowley on similar footing (as az very much loves humans already) when they decided to side with humans for a humans Vs heaven/hell conflict.

anyway, gay people

[moldyfruitsalad]

part 2 of my friends' thoughts about good omens her first time through it (episodes 5 and 6 of season 1):

crowley should have been discorporated in the fire on the m25

hastur killing an entire room of people was wild

ron ormorod had every right to rip brenda to pieces

the kids forgave adam so quickly after he said sorry, like none of that even happened

aziraphale is a good angel

gabriel's lines are iconic

THE BENTLEY NOOOO

adam is a good kid even though she's terrified by him

death killing an entire room of people, while it makes sense, seems like a bit of overkill

pepper is iconic

(episode 5) are aziraphale and crowley gonna fall in love?

crowley's 70's look goes kinda hard

dick turpin is a weird car

newt is asking all the right questions, but also, you don't have time for this shit. armageddon and whatnot

how the fuck did those kids take out 3 of the horsemen?

the satan graphics are so cool

she agrees with adam that every apple is worth the trouble you get in for eating it

the bookshop burned down :(

aziraphale is going to stay at crowley's place???

okay, there is definitely a love story happening here

this all must have been part of god's plan

"it's tickety-boo"???

mass hallucinations is a hilarious cover up when they know it was real

crowley is her favorite

she loved season 1 so much

this is not in any particular order. i don't remember everything because it is more than a day later and we were exhausted at the time of watching. my computer fucked us over and we had to walk to her house to finish the season, which was a nice touch to our day of being trapped miles away from either of our houses for hours without any water in a heat wave. but she LOVED the show, and that made me so happy. i was having a great time listening to her come to the realization that they're in love. we're gonna try to watch season 2 soon, but there are some schedule things getting in the way of that

[ladykiller-yt]

JUST TO HURT YOU - PART 2

After the discussion with Crowley, the angel left the apartment, running, without looking back. He couldn't believe the demon's words, he couldn't. Yet he seemed so sincere, maybe after all he should have expected it, he had hurt him by leaving after that kiss, that beautiful kiss that he knew about all the 6000 years spent together.

Aziraphale: “I really am a foolish angel, I couldn't imagine him welcoming me with open arms after all this. But I'm pretty sure that's not true. I can't believe he slept with other people, I refuse to believe it."

As he tried to convince himself, small tears fell down his face, they were tears of sadness and bitterness. He would have loved to be him, Crowley's first time and not random strangers, perhaps met in a bar or, even worse, demons from hell.

Aziraphale: “I want to get out of here! I think I'll go back to my bookshop to reflect. I am too shocked and hurt by his words.”

The angel left the establishment and then miraculously appeared in his bookshop where he did something he never did alone, he took a bottle of wine with a glass and poured himself the first glass, then the second and a third... and a fourth. With confused ideas and a spinning head, he picked up the phone to call some closer to him.

A few hours later in the bookshop…

Aziraphale:”And so*snif…he told me*snif*…that he fucked with so many people*snif*…that he made everyone come and that*snif*…and that he had a lot of fun …”

Muriel: “I can't believe Mr. Crowley said something like that, it's not really like him... or rather it is since we're talking about a demon, but he's so different from all of them, he's good after all, right?"

Aziraphale: "I... I don't even know what to think... if it were all true I think I wouldn't be able to bear it... it would mean that our friendship is really over forever and that there is nothing left to save."

Maggie: “There's always something to save Mr. Fell, you can't leave things as they are, you don't deserve it. In short, you made a mistake and made a stupid decision, you chose not to talk to each other but you still saved the world once again and you did it together."

Nina:” Which is why now TOGETHER you will get your relationship back on its feet, which will be healthy and without resentment. You will have to work on it together every day, only in this way will it be possible to reconnect the broken friendship and then perhaps transform it into a real relationship."

Aziraphale: “So I should go back to his house and talk to him? What if he tells me more nonsense or even worse if he tells me that he has found someone better than me? I think I would discorporate myself permanently.”

Muriel: “Maybe he just said that to hurt you.”

After hours of discussion and clarifications on what to say and not to say, Muriel went back to taking inventory of the books, Nina and Maggie returned to their shops while Aziraphale was left alone with his thoughts to rearrange in his head.

Aziraphale:”Okay, time to clarify! Let's lay our cards on the table and play it well…like a poker game with some great cards.”

[mckiwi]

Christmas is Better Spent Together

Chapter Nine: 2025

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Rating: General Audiences

Categories: Gen, M/M

Fandom: Good Omens

Relationships: Aziraphale & Crowley, Aziraphale/Crowley

Characters: Aziraphale, Crowley

Words: 941

7 times Aziraphale and Crowley spent Christmas together (and 1 time they didn't) + epilogue

The South Downs, England - 2025

“You need to wake up, dearest,” Aziraphale said, gently brushing back the hair that had fallen into Crowley’s face overnight. 

Crowley burrowed further into the blankets so only his head was visible, “nnnh whyyy?”

Aziraphale breathed a laugh, “It’s Christmas morning! You don’t want to miss it.”

“It’ll still be Christmas morning in an hour,” Crowley complained. 

“You said that an hour ago.”

“Whadya want from me? Breakfast in bed or something?”

“If you’re offering,” Aziraphale said primly. Crowley snorted, rolling over onto his side so he could see the angel, who smiled warmly at the sight of him. “There you are. Good morning, my dear.”

“Mornin’, angel. Did you ever get some sleep?” Crowley asked. 

Ever since Heaven and Hell officially outcasted the pair, their lives have been anything but the punishment their former head offices thought it was. Aziraphale hadn’t completely Fallen, per se, but he was certainly no longer an Angel. The same could be said for Crowley, though he had never truly fit the bill for a Demon to begin with. 

The entire affair went by rather quickly (about 90 minutes, to be exact). There was some mention of ‘Extreme Sanctions’ with the Book of Life. Coffee was involved at some point. They met Jesus. Overall, what could have ended rather messily came to a satisfying conclusion. 

Heaven and Hell had essentially told them “If you want to live with the humans so bad, then go live like the humans.” They were still immortal creatures by nature, fortunately. They couldn’t be killed by fatal illnesses or diseases, but Aziraphale would by no means be performing the Bullet Catch ever again. Discorporation now meant something. It meant permanency. It meant they ended up in Heaven or Hell and stayed there, just like the humans. 

This also meant no support from their former head offices, which in turn meant no money. Though Crowley lost his flat because it was Hell’s property, Aziraphale had bought the shop himself and Heaven later claimed it as an Embassy. Therefore, when Heaven rebutted him, the bookshop was fully Aziraphale’s once again. 

He sold the bookshop a few days later. 

If anything, Crowley was the one more upset about the sale out of the two of them. Aziraphale accepted the change well, because, as he had tried to explain once before, “Nothing lasts forever.” The bookshop was on prime real estate, as it happened, so it sold quickly. Using the money from the shop to buy a cottage in the South Downs with Crowley was one of the easiest decisions Aziraphale had ever had to make. 

“I slept about two or three hours, perhaps? Still haven’t quite gotten it figured out yet, I’m afraid.” Aziraphale said. 

“Oh, don’t worry about it too much. You’ll get the hang of sleeping soon. It’s so easy you could do it with your eyes closed.” Crowley reassured, keeping his face carefully blank. 

Aziraphale smiled appreciatively, “Oh, thank you, dear. I think that I may– did you just– you know what, I’m not even acknowledging that.” Crowley cackled loudly. “I think I may go prepare some breakfast for us now. What would you like?” Aziraphale rolled out of bed and gathered clothes to change into for the day.

Crowley shrugged, “Dunno. Whatever you make, I’ll eat. S’long as there’s no pears.” 

“There shall be no pears, rest assured.”

“Good.” Crowley rubbed at his eyes tiredly. “Imma go take a quick shower then, I guess. I’ll be out in a bit.”

“I’ll get breakfast going.”

—————

Aziraphale was just finishing the eggs when he felt hands slip around his waist and a head rest on his shoulder. Rather than flinch away like he had for centuries, he leaned into the touch and let his head prop on the other. “Looks good,” Crowley commented next to his ear. 

“Thank you.” The angel sniffed, “Did you use my shampoo?” He could feel the responding smile against his skin as Crowley pressed his face into the crook of Aziraphale’s neck. “Not that I’m complaining, but what’d you do that for?”

“I ran out of mine,” Crowley mumbled. 

Aziraphale scoffed teasingly, “And what will you do once my shampoo runs out?”

“Wait for you to get more.” 

“Well one of us has to. I have standards, you know.”

Crowley laughed. “I know better than most, angel.” He stepped back enough to give Aziraphale some space to cook but left one arm around his waist. “Are we doing presents after breakfast?”

“I thought we agreed not to do presents this year,” Aziraphale said. 

“We did. Did you get me something anyway?”

“Of course.”

“There you have it then. So did I. Presents after breakfast.” 

Aziraphale prepared a Full English breakfast for the two of them. Crowley picked at his plate and then slid it over for Aziraphale to finish off. When Crowley nervously presented a small black box, Aziraphale’s first reaction was to laugh, then pull out a small box of his own. Crowley laughed then, too, and as one they opened the boxes. 

To anyone who saw it, the scene was perfect. Snow was falling lightly outside. The fireplace was lit and warm. An angel and a demon sat side by side, hand in hand, newly shared rings glinting in the low light. 

If anyone saw the tears, it was alright. Crowley pressed his lips to Aziraphale’s and Aziraphale pulled Crowley in closer with the gentle strength reserved only for those he cared for most in all the world. 

God saw everything that She had made, and behold, it was very good.

“Happy Christmas, my angel.”

“Happy Christmas, my love.”

[aziraphales-library]

Hello lovely mods, thanks again for your miracle work on this blog. Just wondering if you have any fic recs where Crowley and Aziraphale don't meet at Eden, but sometime later. Bonus points if the rating is towards the E end of the spectrum. Thanks again, adore this blog and all your work ❤️

Hi! Please check our #different first meeting tag for more fics like this! Here are some more to add to the collection...

We'll Meet Again (don't know where, don't know when) by OfSnakesLiesandKings (T)

Aziraphale and Crowley missed their first meeting on the Wall of Eden and each had to go through 6000 human years on their own. What would happen when Aziraphale is sent to Earth for the first time since the garden, with the objective to keep an eye on Hell’s oldest agent as Armageddon approaches?

Rated for: discorporations (no graphic details), (canon typical) drinking and swearing.

sugar by Sway (E)

"We have decided,” Beelzebub says, “to punish it in a way that fits the crime.” They wave a hand and one of the demons shoves the other a step forward. “It will be given to the demon Crowley for 40 days, may he do his worst with it.”

Aziraphale likes sex. She really does. Heaven - obviously - does not so they decide to punish her under their new Redemption Policy. Forty days with a demon of Hell's choice.

Temptations Spa by Quefish (E)

Crowley is a demon who owns many businesses designed to get the humans rolling in the Seven Deadlies. Aziraphale is an angel who owns a bookshop. An advert brings Aziraphale to Temptations Spa where they meet for the first time.

The Long Way Around by redundant_angel (M)

Aziraphale and Crowley never meet in Eden and the pair go on through time believing that other is the enemy. With Armageddon quickly approaching, Crowley is sent on an important assignment: to kill the angel and retrieve the flaming sword.

Things go sideways, however, when Crowley is severely injured. As Aziraphale naively nurses the demon back to health, Crowley begins to wonder if he'll be able to go through with it after all...

The Angel Heaven Forgot (& the Demon who flipped off Hell on his way out) by ximeria (M)

Somewhere around the death of Jesus, Aziraphale started wondering if anyone paid him any attention. By 1100AD he was quite sure and by 1800 he thought 'sod it' and opened a bookstore in Soho.

This is canon divergent from the Garden of Eden. Aziraphale and Crowley do not meet and yet the End Times are still foiled (though who knows how - maybe an angel and a demon weren't all that necessary after all). Instead Aziraphale runs into Crowley and they end up striking up a friendship.

The Way Home by GiggleSnortBangDead (E)

Aziraphale and Crowley meet in 1979 while working on a film adaptation of an Ezra Fell novel. Aziraphale just had another fight with Gabriel and is looking for something casual, even if it's with a human. Crowley is not a human, but Aziraphale doesn't know that. In Crowley's defense, he also doesn't know that Aziraphale's not a human.

Aziraphale and Crowley meet again in 2019 while working on a film adaptation of the same Ezra Fell novel.

- Mod D

[zeldahime]

So as part of making the chronological order video, obviously, I watched the bit in 1967 again. And I’m thinking, there’s an alternate reading of “you go too fast for me Crowley” here, right?

So first, the buildup. With new s2 canon, we’ve got both 1827 and expanded 1941 added to think about:

1827: Crowley got dragged to hell for doing something Good

1862: He returned 35 years later with a cane asking for a suicide pill

1941: (At least some of) The forces of Hell are looking for a reason to take Crowley back to Hell for further punishment

Crowley is also doing loads of things that are unsafe, even reckless. Aside from the Bad Idea Magic Trick, which is admittedly Aziraphale’s fault and didn’t seem to pose any danger to Crowley at the time, he’s also entering churches and trying to get holy water and getting mixed up with human criminals, and yes, driving recklessly — and his lot do not send rude notes; if he gets discorporated, Aziraphale’s got every reason to think he’s going to be tortured and may not be allowed to come back. He also thinks that if Crowley thinks he's going to be dragged back to Hell, he's going to kill himself first if he has the chance. Suicide pill: Permanent, finito, holy water destroyed. No coming back 50 years later, no coming back ever.

The full conversation, once the holy water is handed over, is:

C: Should I say thank you? A: Better not. C: Well, can I drop you anywhere? A: No, thank you. Oh, don't look so disappointed. Perhaps someday we could... I don't know. Go for a picnic, dine at the Ritz. C: I--I'll give you a lift. Anywhere you want to go. A: You go too fast for me, Crowley. [Leaves]

The usual reading here is that when Aziraphale says “you go too fast for me,” he means it in a relationship sense, that giving a lift would be taking things to the next level in some romantic sense. This is a very fun and romantic reading, but it doesn’t quite sit right with me for what I think is actually happening on Aziraphale’s side of the conversation.

What I think Aziraphale means is “You’re too reckless, and I can’t keep up with you," and “I don’t want to be thanked for bringing you your death.”

And he comes as close as he ever does to telling Crowley what he actually does want — he wants to sit together, enjoy each other’s company over good food and good wine. He tells Crowley exactly what invitations he will accept from him in the future. And then he leaves, cutting off their dance, drawing a clear boundary.

I think to Aziraphale, he’s just said as clearly as he can. “Stop putting yourself in so much unnecessary danger, Crowley; it hurts me to see you like this."

Whether that's what Crowley actually heard, however, well. Either way, he does eventually take his angel to the Ritz.

[just-1other-nerd]

Good Omens live blog ep. 12

Once again, did not totally forget this one in my drafts, I don't know why you're saying that...

He doesn't have real candles anymore, after the incident

How did he know from which class Muriel was?

I like the way he contrasts heaven so much, it just looks so weirdly pretty. Also, he's just got the gayest walk

Oh no, not the angel outfit

Maggie, love, now is the wrong time to awake your inner badass. Aaand just minutes later we've got an I told you so situation

The circle is such a nice callback and clever as well

The Muriel Crowley combo is one of the best things in this season

Crowley was high up in the heavenly ranking? I just know that there will be so many fan theories

Gabriel, or shall I say Jim, is just enjoying the chaos

Did Gabriel just say "Nah", like for real? He's such a bitch

Why is Saraqael so chill right now?

I'll do myself one better: Why was Gabriel so chill about going to hell? Very sus

So that was the institutional problem, a bit unspectacular if you ask me

Not the BOOKS!!! As a fellow bookseller, this season really hurts me as much as the last one. Why do they keep doing this?

So halos are weapons? Cool. Idk how to explain it, but he throws it in such a gay way. Are they dead? Discorporated? Unconscious?

Love how Crowley just keeps giving orders, and they just follow them like he isn't a demon

So we got the high-ranking angels there, Lord Beelzebub and this seemingly high-ranking demon, but wtf is Furfur doing there?

Crowley just keeps insisting that there is no war and weirdly everyone listens?!

Saraqael has got the sass

I knew something was up with the fly! But I thought it was a false lead or to spy on them, not a container of Gabriel's memories!

Beelzebub is strangely nice and gentle

INEFFABLE BUREAUCRACY IS CANON?! I thought of this more as a fun crackship, and I thought it was so silly that this would never become canon, so I didn't expect the fly to be connected to Beelzebub in a good way.

When he shows them the statue, they just make an "okay weird" face and move on, I think that's hilarious

How his love for Beelzebub not only makes him do a miracle but also appreciate earthly things

But that montage convinced me that they deserve a happy ending somewhere where they can't hurt anyone. The way they look at each other. Damn Beelzebub has a pretty smile

Today everyone seems to forget Saraqael's name

Crowley's got such a fun dynamic with so many people

Oh, that one guy is still alive

Maggie makes some moves, you go girl!

The way Crowley proudly watches when Aziraphale becomes bossy

Alpha Centauri is back, I can't cope!!!

They're singing their song, that's so cute

Shax and Furfur being besties, like slay

Is that the Metatron? What is he doing here? I sense something bad coming

The way Crowley recognises him before everyone else is so funny

The Ritz, oh my God, the Ritz! And alone time?! Like a date?!

Crowley is putting everything back to where it was, that's husband behaviour

Nina and Maggie speaking the truth! And Nina called her angel! Best advice, 10/10. Is this really happening? Will the ineffable husbands really become canon? So excited!

The romantic music from the Blitz!

No, Aziraphale, don't interrupt him now!

Please, don't let that go to where I think it's going!

FUCK IT IS!!!

Aziraphale, I know you really believe what you're saying, but I'm with Crowley on this one!

We get a love confession anyways? I think I might be dying. The way he looks up trying not to cry, like same.

So many daggers are being put directly into my heart right now!

The sunglasses, NOOOOOO!

He really does understand it better than you, but he needs to explain it! There is so much more to say!

No nightingales. Really?! Neil knows the fandom to well, he knows exactly where to hit us, so that it really hurts. I love and despise him for this

Oh my God, it's happening, everybody stay calm, stay fucking calm! They really just kissed! It's canon y'all! But also: not like this! NOT THIS DESPERATELY AND NOT THIS DEVASTATINGLY! I'M IN AGONY!

Not the "I forgive you"! Aziraphale, you idiot, I can't even express why that line and Crowley's answer are so damn emotional and full of meaning. The parallels! I can't cope! I literally rolled off the couch, and now I'm lying on the carpet crying!

Not the lip touch!

I don't think Muriel will do any harm to the shop, but they'll probably make lots of mistakes...

He doesn't take anything with him because Crowley was the only thing that really mattered!

Crowley judgingly and sadly looking at Aziraphale and the Metatron makes the pieces of my heart break again! And the dramatic strings in the background aren't helping!

The second coming?! We're in for a wild ride in season 3, not only emotionally and characterwise but also plotwise! I literally can't wait!

I can't help but hope that he won't step into this elevator until the last second, but somewhere inside me, I know that he just isn't there yet in his character development

Crowley looks so heartbroken, he finally sees their relationship for what it is and now he's lost it! He's shutting down the nightinggales song and drives away expressionless

WHAT KIND OF AN ENDING IS THIS?! WHAT THE FUCK, NEIL, WHAT THE FUCK! HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO US! ONLY SEASON 3 MIGHT BE ABLE TO HEAL US, BUT IT'LL TAKE FOREVER TIL IT'S OUT!

Loved this season, but damn do I feel an emotional overload and I have a love/hate relationship with that ending because as an aspiring writer, I would have done the same, it's brilliant, but it hurts so much!

[shiplessoceans]

It's a Friday night at 11:54pm so naturally I have begun to obsessively dissect the "I Was Wrong" dance from Good Omens.

I think I was so distracted by how funny and cute it was that I didn't realise how much of a LORE DROP this little apology ritual is for Aziraphale and Crowley.

First of all, Crowley is under the belief that Aziraphale doesn't dance. He tells him as much when Aziraphale asks him to dance at the Jane Austen inspired ball.

Aziraphale: Well perhaps you could tell me, while we dance?

Crowley: You don't dance...

And it makes sense that he believes this because as the narration of God explains in Season 1:

How many Angels can dance on the head of a pin? ...Firstly, angels don't dance. It's one of the distinguishing characteristics that marks an angel. So...none. At least, nearly none. Aziraphale had learned a dance called The Gavotte in a discreet gentleman's club in Portland Place in the late 1880's. After a while he had become fairly good at it and was quite put out when some decades later, The Gavotte went out of style for good. So, providing the dance was a Gavotte, the answer was a straightforward 'one'.

Crowley thinks angels don't dance and Aziraphale is an angel.

And yet!

He has made Aziraphale do a little apology dance on at least 3 other occassions we know of. And he thinks this is the only kind of dance Aziraphale ever does or has ever done.

Aziraphale: I did the 'I was wrong' dance in 1650, 1793, 1941...

The dates here cannot be an accident. Because we have seen flashbacks that take place on two of those dates:

1793 - Paris and the reign of Terror. Crowley saved Aziraphale after he got himself locked up in the Bastille while trying to find some crepes.

1941 - The Blitz and the Nazi spies turned Zombies. Crowley saved Aziraphale from being killed and embarassed and later from being discorporated by a magic trick and a miracle blocker.

We don't know why Aziraphale had to do the apology dance in 1793, but it might have been him admitting he was wrong to go to France during a revolution. We also don't know why he had to do it again in 1941 but it could be many things. Maybe getting duped by Nazi spies or thinking he could pull off the bullet catch.

In both situations, Aziraphale got himself in a dangerous situation and Crowley had to save him.

The only dance we have no context for is the first one that took place chronologically in 1650.

And I think its possible we might get to see it in Season 3.

I would even speculate it could be shown as a reminder that the dance exists or to foreshadow Aziraphale having to do one in the future.

If we follow the same pattern, Aziraphale will once again get himself into a bad situation that Crowley has to save him from.

Heaven, the second coming...yeah that seems like a big bad situation.

I can just imagine after it's all over, they're safe but things between them are tense and Aziraphale approaches Crowley to beg him for forgiveness.

Crowley is a blank. Then he lets out a breath and, sounding defeated, says:

"I... Angel I can't. I can't possibly forgive you..."

Aziraphale looks crushed. He knows he deserves it. But it hurts because he still hoped after all this time that the demon might still feel...

"...without the little dance."

[tonydaddingham]

i know ive had like 16 apoplexies in the last 4 hours but im really raking through the weeds on this one: let's talk ✨angel costumes✨ im going to leave the modern ones alone for a moment, perhaps ill take a look at them later on, but for the moment im essentially going to focus on the job minisode.

so let's go in order of what we would understand is the heaven hierarchy. first up we have lord farquaad gabriel:

key points:

heavy gold collar embellishment

slight gold cuffs

superhero cape

accentuated waistline

purple eyes as per

biggest and Baddest angel around, michael:

key points:

heavy gold collar embellishment

heavier gold cuffs

more noticeable gold makeup accents

my bamf-y bOY:

key points:

(im presuming it might be down to lighting but his costume is noticeably duller on earth, which kinda fits with how his general daily outfit elevates in s1 when he discorporated, but fundamentally retains the same features)

heavy gold collar embellishments

gathered sleeves with heavy gold cuffs

accentuated waistline

snazzy little gather of material on the waist, also embellished in gold

the light of my life, muriel:

key points:

simple gold collar embellishment but embellishment nonetheless

similarly small gold detail on cuffs

some gold makeup accents (i think eyeshadow?)

and these other angels (im going to call them the Sycophant Squad bc why not) in the background:

key points:

similar to muriel; small gold embellishments on collars and cuffs, possibly even less than muriel's, but otherwise unadorned as far as we can tell

(also special shout out that the representation in this show is unparalleled, mad behaviour i love it sm).

so we could attribute aziraphale's costume to him not only being of relatively high rank (when you take into account that there are 10 million angels milling around somewhere) in the GO!angels hierarchy, and to boot he's one of the main characters. but... his angelwear is almost so ornate that it looks like he actually genuinely belongs in the archangel cohort?

ive remarked on it a couple of times but god still seems to be present in heaven in the job narrative compared to 'modern day': The Lighting Change Is Everything. and when you take into account that his costume before the Beginning used to look like this:

the impression i get is that between this point and job, he may have had a promotion? now i get that neil has said before that fashion changes in heaven, but the general themes (however individualistic the costumes are depending on the character) seem to follow the same trend: the more embellishment and detail in their design, the higher the rank.

the above picture of aziraphale and AWCW may well be because it's simply long before job and the fashion was simpler (ie had more important things to do), so i won't double down on it, but i do feel there might be a little something-something there.

in any case, we know that muriel is below the rank of a throne or dominion. neil has said that the angel hierarchy in good omens runs like this, but nothing that explicitly says about thrones or dominions; but from christian angelology (which he said he and terry based their hierarchy iirc, he said in another ask somewhere), they are in the show at least high ranking below seraphim and cherubim, presumably below capital-A-Archangels, and presumably higher than aziraphale, a principality.

neil also alludes in the ask that muriel is one of the lower tiers/choirs; so in this, we have our scales - muriel's dress being the lowest tier, and gabriel's being the highest tier. when we look at aziraphale's dress, it is ornate, and it is Fancy; is this representative of the midpoint in angel attire (ie a principality, more or less), or could it be indicative of a higher rank at the time?

idk where im going with this in particular, but it just seems very strange to me that there would be a two-step system to how the angels dress - that everyone from presumably principality rank and above gets lovely gold things and fancy dress patterns, and then small gold detail but otherwise plain gowns if below a principality. again, might just be that aziraphale is a Main Character, but it's fun to speculate right?✨

[tiny-elf-of-doom]

Discipline In the Bastille

Good Omens Fanfiction

Crowley x Aziraphale

Nsfw MDNI: spanking, dirty talk, discipline, dubious consent, bad angel, dom Crowley, sun Aziraphale, French Revolution, guillotine, language, mentions of death, and crying.

“Animals.” Aziraphale huffed.

“Animals don’t kill each other with clever machines, Angel, only humans do that.” A familiar voice called from behind the angel.

“Crowley!” Then, he noticed the look on the demon’s face, “oh… good lord.”

For the majority of their shared existence, Aziraphale hadn’t made too many stupid decisions, but this one was the most ridiculous by far. He had popped across the channel in the middle of a goddamn revolution to get something to nibble. Crepes, he’d claimed. No other country made them better than the one they originated from. Crowley growled in annoyance at the mental image of the angel’s arrest.

“You look like Antoinette in all that sparkle and ruffling fluff, what the hell were you thinking?” Crowley was standing now, expression strict, “walking around like a lost broach on the King’s lapel, thinking “what shall I eat today?” Maybe you need a heaping plate of bon sens!”

Aziraphale’s eyes began to water, “you’re mocking my eating habits and my decision making abilities! How dare you!”

The demon meant to only roll his eyes, but his entire head went with them. “Angel, I love to watch you eat- the pleasure I draw from it… you’re as smooth as the softest bed silk and I love your plush curves, but a mishap like this cannot happen again; this calls for punishment.”

The demon swayed across the room to where the angel once sat. It had been a cold and brittle stool. Crowley kept the angel’s wrists confined in the chains and patted his lap. The gesture was strange behind Aziraphale’s blue eyes, but eventually, he got the message. His face went pale at the very thought of what Crowley was implying.

“Excuse you!” The angel gasped. “I’m not some elementary boy that’s acting out of line!”

“A good spanking is in order, princess. You’ve been a very naughty thing and I can’t imagine letting you go without a reason to behave.”

Outside the cell, the guillotine sliced another head clean from its body. The sound was horrendous- wet and sloppy in the late afternoon sun. Crowley wasn’t there to humiliate him; he was there to give Aziraphale a choice. He could either submit like a good, little cherub, or use up a frivolous miracle to save himself from discorporation.

In the end, he chose the ladder. Stepping in front of Crowley, the angel lifted his chains and gave them a wee shake. The demon chuckled softly and began to pull down the angel’s trousers and stockings. He had the prettiest legs with a light dusting of white hair glowing atop celestial skin. What Crowley would have given to kiss every inch of them: to bite the flesh of this divine entity. However, that could be sought after later.

Aziraphale lowered himself over the demon’s bony knee, revealing his backside to the light pouring through the small window. It was quite a sight, the nearly white bottom. Crowley was excited to see how well it took to his strikes. With a careful hand, the demon rolled up his sleeves and landed a small slap to the angel’s left buttock. It was manageable, nothing extraordinary, until the Crowley added some enthusiasm.

A CLACK sounded throughout the cell. The stinging sensation hadn’t been given time to soothe before another blow met the pink skin. Crowley was mercilessly engaged with every smack, ensuring those glistening cheeks were as red as his hair. As for the angel, he was grinding his hips forward, biting his bottom lip to avoid the excess of whimpers. He felt dirty rutting into that modestly dressed thigh, but the motion was the only thing keeping his clit throbbing.

“Five more, angel,” Crowley warned, sounding just as strung out as the angel. “You’ve such a pretty arse. ‘Look so angelic in all that peachy blush… like a battered orchid.”

“Crowley, I beg you to take me after this. It hurts so very good…” Aziraphale let out another strangled groan.

SMACK SMACK SMACK! The last five landed at the very curve of the angel’s cheeks, striking with enough force to warrant a few tears. Aziraphale’s bum bruised a dark rouge, possibly darker than the blush of an aristocrat. Crowley helped him rise to his feet, feeling those fragile legs shake.

“You demon…” the angel wept. “Touch me…”

“Of course.” Crowley half carried Aziraphale to the stones opposite the cell gate and began attacking his lips with feverish kisses. One of his hands slipped between the angel’s legs, embracing the damp warmth that enveloped his white curls and tender labia.

Crowley was a greedy demon who happily inhaled the angel’s moans as he slowly massaged his tender clit. Aziraphale gripped at the fabric of Crowley’s sleeve, trying to find something to ground him in these times of lustful desire. If his legs weren’t shaking from the spankings, then they surely were now. The stone wall behind him scratched at the tender flesh of his bum, eliciting the familiar sting once again. His fingers continued to move in that delicious clockwork circle, pressing firmly when the fiend craved more of Aziraphale’s sweet moans.

“I’m close… Crowley please…” the angel had been crying, absolutely shuttering from the agony of pleasure. “May I come?”

The demon nodded, trying to keep himself in check, “come for me, Angel. You pretty thing…”

And he nearly set the Bastille’s guards running to the source of the howl. Aziraphale had liquid drenching his inner thighs, running in murky strands of milky white. Crowley ate it up, savoring the taste of a well spent seraph. Once the angel could no longer stand, the demon miracled his legs into a firm jelly, but not too firm as to forget why they ached.

[feralbutfluffy]

35. Muriel

Chapter 35 of Too Wise to Woo Peaceably

He had asked for clothes, and Muriel had obliged. Their intention had been to miracle Crowley some black clothing that he would feel comfortable in. Unfortunately, some worried thoughts about blending into the hive of Heaven had collided with their intention and somehow the result was less Crowley-casual and more stylish bee-man hybrid. 

He certainly wouldn’t be fitting in Upstairs.

Crowley was now wearing a fitted, long-sleeved, scoop-necked black top with thin yellow stripes. Soft black joggers fulfilled Muriel’s request for clothing that wouldn’t rub against Crowley’s wounds, and when they turned to look over their shoulder they could see a pair of yellow fuzzy socks on his feet.

It could have been worse, they supposed? Muriel pressed their lips together, holding their breath as Crowley took in his new attire. The silence was thick and Muriel tensed, readying for disapproval.

“Perfect,” he said, his voice rumbling through his chest to vibrate against Muriel's shoulder. “Owe you one.” 

Muriel beamed.

“Might need some sort of footwear though.” A beat. “ Black footwear.” He added hurriedly, sounding slightly panicked.

A pair of black high top trainers appeared on Crowley’s feet, the fuzzy yellow socks sticking rather conspicuously up over the tongues. “Like that?”

“Mn.” 

Muriel pulled away from Crowley slightly, arms still holding most of the weight of his upper body. “Are you alright?”

“I'm alright, just… give me a minute.”

Muriel leaned close again so they could shift Crowley's weight back to their shoulders. The position forced Muriel's chin back onto Crowley’s lean shoulder. Despite Aziraphale’s earlier ministrations, Crowley’s hair was still stiff with blood and the smell of it was metallic and strange. Muriel patted his back with one hand. This was almost like a really, really heavy hug (lovely)!

A long moment passed and then Crowley squeezed their elbow. “I'm ready. You ready?”

Muriel brought one knee up to brace their foot against the floor and nodded against his neck, readying themselves. The two of them slowly stumbled to standing. Crowley pivoted so as to loop an arm over Muriel’s neck, and threw his head back with a hiss of pain before letting it fall forward, chin to chest. “ Fuuuuuuuucking Hell, ” he exhaled, then sidled a glance at Muriel. “Sorry.”

Muriel tried to shrug, but Crowley’s weight made it difficult. “You’re having a bad day.”

He didn’t laugh, but his eyes crinkled at the corners. “One way to put it.”

He sobered then, flexing the fingers of his right hand. “Okay, I think I’d better hold off on miracles until we've found Aziraphale and Saraqael; in the very likely case that I'll need to do a demonic miracle later I'm going to need all my energy. Any minor miracles needed on the way up, you’ll have to take care of them.”

“Oh, I’m only authorised to do extremely minor miracles!” Muriel said earnestly. “I’m only 37th order? So only, um, essential material object miracles or defensive miracles? Basically no non-essential miracles, otherwise I get a reprimand!”

Crowley stared pointedly at the fuzz poking out from his shoes. “Are yellow fluffy socks considered essential?” He asked, sounding dubious.

“You needed socks!” Muriel said defensively, and Crowley gave them a wry smile. Muriel hadn’t actually meant to make them yellow or fuzzy, that had just… happened. Anyway, they were so comfortable, like how Muriel thought it must feel to wiggle your toes in a sun-warmed cloud. He might grow to love them?

Crowley limped half a step forward, as if checking to make sure his legs wouldn’t give out, and Muriel noticed he caught his breath. Pain, they thought, feeling a flash of anger that anyone would purposely and intentionally do what had been done to Crowley. Muriel couldn’t understand it, it hurt their head to think angels had been the cause of this. Angels! Just like them!

Well obviously not just like them, because Muriel would rather be discorporated and forced back to their lonely, boring desk job than ever hurt anyone.

And Muriel really, really didn’t want to go back to the lonely, boring desk job, actually.

The whole thing just made them very glad they had managed to avoid Earth during the Old Testament times, when angels seemed to have been smiting people left, right, and centre. The reports of justice and retribution Muriel had been tasked with transcribing had told of spears and swords and deaths by wild dogs, and Muriel had always found them very distasteful.

They used one hand to grab hold of Crowley’s wrist for leverage, and braced their other arm around his back, fingers curling over his ribs. “Ready?”

“As I’ll ever be,” muttered Crowley, and the two turned towards the door. Crowley hesitated after a few steps, pulling Muriel to a stop.

“Is something wrong?”

Crowley’s head was tilted towards the bookshelf. 

“Just trying to decide if I could possibly stretch to grab that blasted notebook. Bit of light reading for the journey, you know…” He sighed. “Hardly up to it in this state though, and if you let go of me to search for a footstool I'll only crumple to the floor like a rag doll... Which is fine, but after all the effort involved in getting me to my feet, I’m not too keen on starting the whole blasted business again. Pity, that. You’d really piqued my interest.”

“The notebook from earlier? You want to read it?”

“Yeah. Always wondered what the angel made of 1941. What... stood out for him.”

Muriel thought about the journal entry. “Do you think you and Aziraphale could perform the Bullet Catch trick for me sometime?”

“No. Not a chance. Not in a million years. That magic trick took actual centuries off my immortal life, and that shouldn’t even be possible." He looked at Muriel out of the corner of his eye. "What else is in that notebook other than Aziraphale preening over his West End debut?”

“Some drinking? And some other stuff..." 

“Oh?” He looked pained. "Bet it's awful."

“Awful?” Muriel frowned at the question. “No, why would it be awful? I thought it was really sweet and, well, maybe a little sad.”

“Sweet?” Crowley almost choked on the word. His eyes were now frantically darting along the bookshelf, looking for a way to reach the notebook, and Muriel had to jerk his arm to pull his focus.

“I don’t think we have time to get that now, Crowley. Let's just go, and later maybe…” 

Crowley looked chagrined. “Yeah, of course. Sure. Sorry.” They started moving again. “Just, I’ve thought about it a lot. Always wanted to know what was going on in that head of his. But yeah, you're right. Probably not very ethical to read his diary, anyway.”

Muriel debated whether or not to remind him he was a demon. Crowley was already flushed with embarrassment, so they decided against it.

“You know,” Muriel said slowly, casually drawing out the syllables, “I actually have a really excellent memory. It helps me think when things are written down, so that’s why I have my notebook, but I don’t actually need notes to remember things? Probably comes from thousands of years of being a scrivener…”

Crowley’s head snapped up to look at them.

“I could recite it for you?”

Crowley managed a small grin. “Muriel, you are full of surprises.”

Muriel cleared their throat and began, “Dear Diary… ”

The angel and the demon slowly shuffled their way out of the bookshop.

[noxnightingales]

The Last Temptation Of Aziraphale

Crowley has lost his appeal to keep Aziraphale's heart and for them to go off as an "Us." Crowley emotionally shares his feelings of some their times together and how he came to love his angel. He tells Aziraphale it was all him tempting the other and nothing more. This is also a lie.

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"Aziraphale-" Crowley called out to get the other's attention. The angel stopped what he was doing, and looked at Crowley. The demon had removed his sunglasses, and suddenly had a lost look in his expression.

"What. What is it Crowley. Can't you see I'm busy?" Crowley nodded, for he could indeed see.

What Crowley had to say was too important, too put off, so he pinned the other against the wall, and stared deep into his eyes.

"What.."Aziraphale gasped.

"Before you go, and your actions tell me you are, I must divulge a few things regarding us." Crowley's tone was serious, so the angel stayed put, not fighting the other.

"Aziraphale, when we were angels, I thought you were "pretty," but not much more. I could understand by how you looked at me that you might have had feelings for me, but they were not mutual." Aziraphale's mouth dropped open a bit, so Crowley assumed the other was unaware.

"However, when I saw you in Eden and we talked to each other, that is when I fell for you. By then I had gone through Hell and my appearance had changed. I never dreamed you would give me the time of day, or worse, chase me off." Crowley continued. "However, you didn't, and my heart began to grow back"

"I saw you again when I was doing the work of Heaven and bringing misery to Job, you stayed with me while that happened. Later, I tempted you with the ox, and there after I used temptation to keep you close to me. I felt and have always felt that had been my one true power over you." Crowley confessed.

Aziraphale had been so caught up, he had never realized. He had enjoyed all of Crowley's temptations, not thinking they meant anything except an excuse to enjoy each other's company.

"Understand, angel, I am a demon and I remain unforgiven. God does not share any blessings with me, and yet, I had found a key to keep the angel I had fallen in love with nearby. The Ritz being the perfect place to dine together. I want you angel, always and forever, but Metatron's temptation seems to be that which you prefer, even trumping our "us." Crowley whispered. A tear rolled down his right cheek and the demon just let it hit the floor, for that was where his heart was.

"Crowley, you can come with me, Metatron said..." Aziraphale reminded him, half smiling.

"I was rejected once for just being myself, the way God made me. No, Heaven does not want me, nor Hell, and worst of all, not even you. Perhaps I will make my way to Alpha Centauri, or just discorporate for awhile. No one will miss me." Crowley looked away, and freed the angel from being pinned to the wall. His previous kiss had not worked and for his angel to tell him he "forgave him," only made things worse.

Grabbing his coat, Crowley looked at Aziraphale one last time and told him, "Don't do anything I would do, we both know how that worked out." Crowley then walked out the front door, crossed the street, and stood by his trusty Bentley. The story he had just told to Aziraphale seemed to be convincing, and would make their break easier for the other, even if it was a lie. Truly, his angel had free will, he just had not realized. Crowley just hated that his angel had chosen Metatron over their life together.

[arabellatheauthor]

heaven and hell were words to me - part 2

Title: heaven and hell were words to me Rating: M for safety, might change later Word count: 650, WIP Summary: After the not-apocalypse, Heaven decides to discorporate Aziraphale and take him back to make him a better angel. But Crowley can't stand to live on Earth without him. This demon must find a way to sneak back into Heaven to save the angel he loves.

part one - wc 264

part two - wc 386

Crowley spent the first week Aziraphale was gone assuming the worst. His best friend had decided he wanted nothing more to do with him and left. Perhaps gone off to Alpha Centauri without him. Maybe the angel had gotten peckish and just wanted to pop across the galaxy for something celestial. 

And then one day the phone rang, and it was Aziraphale. 

“Angel!” 

“Oh, Crowley! I’m so glad I reached you.” 

“Where are you?” 

“I…I’ve been discorporated.” 

The angel proceeded to tell him how Gabriel and Michael had appealed to Metatron to get Aziraphale back on heavenly grounds and into angel training. 

“What can I do, angel?” Crowley pleaded. “Tell me what to do.” 

“I…I don’t think there is anything to be done, Crowley. I think I will be here for quite some time. Frankly, I’m not sure they’ll let me return at all.” 

Crowley’s hands started shaking, his heart beating faster. “I won’t let that happen.” 

“I just wanted to be able to say goodbye. I had to promise to shine the celestial harp in order to get permission to make this call. I didn’t want you thinking I’d just left. Not after…everything. I wouldn’t do that.” 

“Please,” the demon begged. “I need you. I want you here. I want us to finally—” 

“I know. But I don’t know how that would happen.” 

“Just say you won’t give up, angel. I’m going to fight for you.” 

“No.” His voice was harsh. “Do not do anything that could get you in trouble with your side. I can’t lose you, Crowley.” 

Crowley thought his demonic heart would beat out of his chest. “There’s just our side now.” 

There was a sigh and Aziraphale called “Yes, yes, all right,” off in the distance. “Sorry,” he said to Crowley. “That was Gabriel. Apparently the charges from heaven to earth are exorbitant and I need to go. I will miss you, so very much my dear.” 

“I’ll find a way to get you back, Aziraphale,” Crowley said. “I promise.” 

There was another sigh, and Aziraphale said, “I hope you know how very much you mean—” 

“Now, Aziraphale!” Michael called in the background. 

“I’ve got to go.” 

“Angel—” 

And the line went dead. 

Crowley sank to the floor of Aziraphale’s bookshop, where he hadn’t left since finding him gone, and sobbed. 

TBC

part three

[noccynoo]

A couple of things that have stood out to me after reading this essay (which if you haven't read yet, please do). While watching both seasons I kept drawing parallels to the Bible (thanks religious upbringing, at least now you're worth something!). I just can't shake the feeling that the clues for what's going on are there. Warning, there will be spoilers and Bible shit below!

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Why is Metatron editing The Book of Life? Why is he fucking with certain events?

Babes. He says it himself: "We call it the Second Coming".

Okay, please hear me out. The Bible is pretty clear on what events must occur in order to bring about the Second Coming of Christ, and I think that this holds the key for how weird this season was.

1. There will be someone that impersonates Christ

Matthew 24:5 "For many shall come in my name, saying, I am Christ; and shall deceive many."

To me this means one of two things.

1: The Antichrist as a false prophet, who we have already seen.

2: We will at some point, if we haven’t already, see someone fully impersonate the Son of God.

2. There will be wars, famines, pestilences, and deaths.

But wait, isn't that just The Four Horseman? Yes. Specifically, Matthew 24:7 states that “all these are the beginning of sorrows”, so we already have this checked off our list of criteria through the events of S1.

3. The Word of God will spread globally

Matthew 24:14 “And this gospel of the kingdom shall be preached in all the world for a witness unto all nations; and then shall the end come.”

In S2E3 we see Aziraphale being extremely preachy about the body-snatching, determined to put Elspeth on the path of righteousness. He also states at the end of E6 that “Heaven, well, it’s the side of truth, of light, of good. If I’m in charge, I can make a difference”. Perhaps in S3 he will further lean into this promotion of God’s Word?

4. There will be signs in the Heavens

Matthew 24:30 “And then shall appear the sign of the Son of man in heaven: and then shall all the tribes of the earth mourn, and they shall see the Son of man coming in the clouds of heaven with power and great glory.”

I'm not sure if there's anything in S2 yet as I'll need to watch it again, but we are looking for some heavy symbolism.

5. The dead shall rise from their graves

John 5:28-29 “Marvel not at this: for the hour is coming, in the which all that are in the graves shall hear his voice, And shall come forth; they that have done good, unto the resurrection of life; and they that have done evil, unto the resurrection of damnation.”

Look, I get that I could be reaching, but to me this explains A LOT of weird shit. In her essay @ariaste mentions that "The Resurrectionists has to be meaningful as a thing", and then later that ridiculous zombie plot is "taking up so much space that is has to be doing something".

THIS IS THE SOMETHING.

Metatron is editing this particular bit of history in order to meet this certain criteria point of the Second Coming. The dead have been resurrected.

Other Bible Verses I think are Important™

Matthew 24:31

"And he shall send his angels with a great sound of a trumpet, and they shall gather together his elect from the four winds, from one end of heaven to the other."

Four winds: Michael, Uriel, Saraqael, and now Aziraphale. 

Matthew 6:12

"And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors."

I just think this is interesting in correlation to Aziraphale forgiving Maggie's rent debts tbh. But why does Aziraphale need forgiveness?

Matthew 24:28

"For wheresoever the carcase is, there will the eagles be gathered together."

In the opening credits, in the first scene portraying the events of Job there is a crow sitting very close to an animal skeleton. In the opening credits the novel The Crow Road is shown TWICE on two seats at the magic show. In one seat sits a rabbit statue and on the other appears to be a green hat. Later, Muriel is reading this book. Aziraphale is nearly shot in said magic show, which would discorporate his body (a carcass?!).

Matthew 24:40

"Then shall two be in the field; the one shall be taken, and the other left."

This particular verse in the Bible outlines some smaller things that will occur during Second Coming. Aziraphale has been taken back to Heaven, Crowley has been left behind.

Conclusion

I think Metatron has been specifically manipulating the Book of Life throughout Season 2, and potentially Season 1, in order to facilitate the Second Coming of Christ. But because Metatron''s writing is sloppy, he made things like Nazi zombies to check the criteria off his list to make it happen as soon as possible.

The Magic Trick You Didn’t See: Being An Analysis of Good Omens Season 2

(or: Neil Gaiman, Your Brain is Gorgeous But I Have Cracked Your Sneaky Little Code And Have You Dead To Rights*) (*Maybe)

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Soooooo I just spent the last 48 hours having a BREATHTAKING GALAXY BRAIN EPIPHANY about Good Omens Season 2 and feverishly writing a fuckin16,000 word essay about the incredible magic trick that @neil-gaiman pulled off. 

Yes, it’s long, but I PROMISE your brains will explode. Do you want to know how magic works? Do you want to know what Metatron’s deal is (I’m like 99% sure of this and it’s EXTREMELY FUCKING GOOD)? Do you want to know about the Mystery of the Vanishing Eccles Cakes and the big fat beautiful clue I found in the opening credits? Do you go through the whole inventory of Chekov’s Firearm & Heavy Artillery Discount Warehouse? 

Here is the essay, go read it: https://docs.google.com/document/d/193IXS11XN46lziHRb6eUpM17yK0BQkRqke1Wh64A_e0/ When ur done u can tell me I’m an insane crackpot, and u know what, i won’t even be offended

In case you don’t know whether you want to bother reading the whole enormous thing on google docs, I’ve put the first couple sections of it under the cut. JUST TRUST ME OKAY, HEAR ME OUT, THIS IS VERY EXTREMELY COOL, NEIL IS GOOD AT HIS JOB–

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