#go2 ending

[brideavocado]

Just a little reminder that this was literally the first time they ever experienced a kiss in their entire 6000+ long lives. That makes it even more deep.

I mean you can literally see how Aziraphale has no idea how to handle the situation or what to do. As visible he can’t figure out where to put his hands or if he should kiss back or not. It’s literally so sad😭

It was such a human way of dealing with the situation they were in by Crowley to kiss him and the emotions behind that kiss is just so beautiful.

David Tennant and Michael Sheen couldn’t have done a better job with this scene!!!

[pot-o-curry]

Me watching others get through GO2, knowing how devastated they will be at the end :

If you get the reference ;)

[rainbowpopeworld]

Me when I’m trying to convince someone to watch Good Omens for the first time

[xoxoju67]

what was truly beautiful about the whole season tho is that it was wholly motivated by love

the whole arc with gabriel was because he wanted to stop the armageddon business and be with beelzebub

crowley was helping aziraphale because he is in love with him and can't stand the thought of someone hurting him

and of course the whole deal with maggie and nina

love was EVERYWHERE

[ahalliance]

crowley perhaps did the bravest thing in his 6000 years of existence and was greeted with his worst nightmare in return. i’m sooo incredibly normal

[sentientsky]

i know this has been discussed ad nauseam, but i'm doing research for a meta, and i'm slowly realizing that i will never ever be over the Good Omens Lockdown dialogue. especially that line towards the end (begins at the 02:50 minute mark):

Crowley: [...] You know, I could hunker down at your place; slither over and watch you eat cake. I could bring a bottle—a case—of something...drinkable?

first, the unabashed expression of a desire to be near Aziraphale is so rarely evident (i mean, we have 1967 and other instances, but in the case of '67, an outsider could more easily—i guess??—interpret offering him a lift home as an expression of gratitude for the holy water). so, to witness his clear, unveiled desire for comfort and closeness (and to literally just watch Aziraphale eat cake) demonstrates the interpersonal progress made in the time after Armageddon't; he's not concealing the offer behind some flimsily-constructed reason (e.g., "I just didn't want to see you embarrass yourself"). in fact, he's implying that they'd be spending long lengths of time together ("hunker down", "a case of something drinkable"). and then Aziraphale's response is also really interesting, and kind of exists as a microcosm of their whole push-and-pull dynamic that has existed for literally thousands of years (begins at the 02:59 minute mark):

Aziraphale: No, I—I—I—I’m afraid that would be breaking all the rules! Out of the question! I’ll see you… when… this is over?

i'm sorry, but the sheer nervousness???? the grasping for excuses??? they're gay disasters, ur honour. breaks my fucking heart </3 i love them both, but also OUGH. azi, why?!?

[youryurigoddess]

The summer that was never supposed to end

You’ve probably noticed how in Good Omens 2 Crowley’s eyes are brighter, more saturated, as if glistening with liquid gold. We’ve already covered his hair. And it’s not only the visual aspect of him — even in objectively stressful conditions, Crowley appears mature and put together, way cooler and more protective than before. Even his faults are heavily romanticized in the past and present scenes, reminding of the S1 body swap, when Aziraphale projected his love to him on the way he played the demon in Hell.

It’s not just the demon. The whole season is more vibrant, bolder, filled with sunshine. Just like a summer that was never supposed to end. Like a memory of a loved one seen through the eyes of someone who thinks of them every day until the end of the world.

S2 seems ridiculously saturated, whimsical, and full of red and gold, just like a certain demon. Aziraphale not only painted his bookshop in his image, but literally colored the whole world in Crowley’s colors. It was such lush and saturated and blooming with warmth and hazy light.

It’s either that all the newest events are just another memory seen through a certain angel’s eyes, or said angel actively made it appear this way — as in, his feelings grew so strong that they’ve started to warp the reality around him. And it’s a well-known fact that Aziraphale has a tendency to affect his surroundings, either unconsciously, when his presence in the bookshop literally lightens up the sky seen through its windows, or very much consciously, when he takes over the position of a master puppeteer and manipulates people with or without the help of his miracles.

S1 was more dramatic and apocalyptic, but not particularly gray — at least not as much as the color grading typically used in portrayal of similar apocalyptic narratives. S2, at least as seen through Aziraphale’s own La Vie En Rose lens, is vibrant and saturated. And those colors drastically fade in the heavenly light of the elevator during the credits, suggesting that they won’t be as visible in the course of S3.

But I don’t want to ramble about the apocalypse sandwich and the three-act structure here, so let’s circle back to S2.

Good Omens 2 was really set in a summer that was never supposed to end. But it did, autumn crept in, and there was no chance of hearing the nightingales sing. They all had left by the time an angel and a demon finally kissed.

In the most literal sense: the very last nightingales usually migrate from the UK to their wintering grounds in Sub-Saharan Africa in the first days of September.

Aziraphale was right that nothing lasts forever — and the passage of time on Earth is marked by subtle details invisible to the immortal eyes.

The main thing about autumn migration is how sudden and hard to predict it is. The birds start disappearing gradually, often without notice, until at some point they are no longer here. Much like the angel leaves the bookshop — their shared nest — to spread his wings and fight.

And it was basically announced on the poster.

Can you see the migratory formation of birds up in the sky? It looks like Aziraphale is the last one to get off the ground and fly.

[actual-changeling]

An angel and a demon walk into a bar.

It sounds like the beginning of a joke, one that would have annoyed Crowley greatly before- before. Maybe it would have been mildly amusing, were it not for the fact that it is a pub, not a bar (a mere technicality that somehow still mattered), and it is the first time in seven months that he is looking Aziraphale right in the face.

He chose the place, walked right out of the bookshop and across the street the second Aziraphale looked at him with his stupid purple eyes and opened his mouth. Same table, same drinks. New silence.

A demon leads an angel into a pub so he does not kiss him again.

Less of a joke, more like the beginning of a nightmare he has had every single time he tried to sleep, woken by whispered words either confirming his worst fears or greatest desires; both incite fear, one way or another.

The low table between them is enough of a barrier to prevent a repeat of their last interaction, it has to be, although this time Aziraphale is looking at him with violet-coloured longing and an apology on his lips, no longer pleading, no longer angry. He is asking for forgiveness, and if that isn't a deeply ironic twist of fate.

Before either of them says a single word, Crowley finishes his drink and raises his hand to order another one, clinging to the familiar sting of alcohol in his throat to burn away the questions lingering on his tongue.

An angel followed a demon into a pub because he loves him.

Aziraphale wishes he could tell himself Crowley looks like he did seven months ago, that he hasn't changed, but he is done lying to himself, to either of them. Behind his shades, dark, darker if that is even possible, he can feel his golden gaze heavy on his face, familiar and the answer to an empty longing in his chest.

His drink goes untouched as Crowley downs one, then another, and it is after the third that he finally begins to talk.

"What do you want?"

Bitter, sharp, spit at his feet with an anger he expected and yet doesn't know how to react to. Underneath it is pain—more pain than any being should ever have to experience—and instead of trying to carry some of it for him, he only added to it.

"I want to apologise."

"Fine." Crowley shoves his empty glass away and gets up. "I don't forgive you."

Reflexively, Aziraphale reaches out and curls his fingers around his wrist when Crowley tries to walk past him, blinking up at him with eyes the colour of dying Myosotis.

Forget-me-nots.

They both freeze, the point of contact a crack in the walls they have spent centuries building and seven months rebuilding, and he knows he has made a mistake immediately.

Crowley stares at him, still as stone, until he suddenly rips his arm out of his grasp, almost cradling it against his chest. With dawning horror, Aziraphale realises he is shaking, tremors running through him like waves breaking apart on a rocky shore.

"Don't you dare touch me." Panic, not anger. Pure, unfiltered panic blooming beside a mountain of fear that could outlast an eternity.

"I-" He doesn't know what he wants to say, what he is trying to say, what he needs to say to make him stay. Oh, the irony of it all.

Crowley leaves the pub, and the Supreme Archangel stays behind.

Not a demon anymore, not technically, he is done with sides, and deeds, and choices; he never makes the right ones anyway. His wrist hurts with the ghost of a kiss, and he cannot get the glint of purple where summer sky blue should be out of his head. 

The Bentley is waiting for him, providing an escape from the noise, the people, him.

Apologies instead of I'm coming back.

A sickening aura of holiness tinged with the burn of ozone instead of books and dust and soft, silly angel.

Seven months of waiting, of pleading with God, of cursing Her, cursing him, cursing the entire fucking world for taking and taking and taking from him without pause, without even a fragment of mercy.

For this.

An angel returns to heaven. Crowley curses the stars and cries.

[brideavocado]

This is my theory about Crowleys past life as an angel!!

We got a lot of signs that Crowley used to be at least an important angel in heaven.

Here for example we see how he can open Gabriel’s file in heaven. Muriel explains that you’d have to be either a throne, a Dominion, or above. That is why she couldn’t open it, since she’s in 37th class and she doesn’t have the password. When Crowley then opens it he explains to Muriel that he hasn’t always been a demon and that they never change their passwords. That must mean he was an important angel, since he had the password. That means he was either a throne, a Dominion or above when he was still an angel. Maybe he even was the archangel?

We’ve also gotten signs that he didn’t like being in heaven. He doesn’t like hell either and he doesn’t want to be on either side but there’s something different about his past with heaven. I think the reason he doesn’t like heaven is because of something he experienced when he was an angel, or as I said before, maybe archangel.

In this scene when Aziraphale is trying to get Crowley to rule heaven with him Crowley doesn’t want to at all as we all know. I know the reason is that he thinks hell and heaven is toxic and he wants them to be on their own side but I think there’s something more to it. That line he said in the gifs really made curious. I think the reason he said he thinks he understand much better than Aziraphale is because he has experienced being an archangel himself. And I think the experience was bad for him. I believe that’s why he talks how toxic both heaven and hell are and he knows it’s even more toxic to be an archangel. I don’t see why he would say that if he hadn’t experienced it himself.

Call me crazy, but I also think he used to know Metatron in some way before, and if he was an archangel it was probably through that. I also think that something happened that made Metatron hate Crowley. Probably right before the fall or the reason why he fell. It could also just be because of Crowley being a demon now but he’s not acting like that to any other demon and they’ve fallen as well. We get a few signs that Metatron doesn’t like Crowley and he wouldn’t have a reason unless he knew him when he was an angel.

This for example, which is probably a reference to the questions Crowley asked that made him a demon.

Now over to when he offered Aziraphale to be an archangel. I don’t believe in the coffee theory but I’m sure he has some kind of plan with it. Obviously the coffee has something to do with it but I don’t the it’s the reason everyone else thinks. I believe that he wanted to separate Crowley and Aziraphale because he doesn’t want an angel associating with a demon, especially Crowley I think.

Just look and his expression towards Crowley before leaving to tell Aziraphale the news. He has some kind of beef going on with Crowley. I think Metatron knew that Crowley wouldn’t want to go to heaven. And that’s why he offered Aziraphale to make him an angel, he was sure that Crowley wouldn’t allow it. On the scene after Crowley has left and Metatron enters the bookshop to take Aziraphale with him he says “how did he take it” which is a weird sentence. It sounds like something you would ask of you knew the answer was that he took it bad. Otherwise he would’ve said “what did he say” or something.

So I think Crowley used to be an archangel and Metatron has some kind of beef with him and doesn’t like him. Also Metatron says something that made me curious in the last episode when we get to see the trial heaven had against Gabriel when they decided that he wasn’t going to be an archangel anymore. When Gabriel first thought he was going to hell Metatron answered he wasn’t. Metatron also said “For one prince of heaven to be cast out into the outer darkness makes it a good story. For it to happen twice makes it look like there is some kind of institutional problem” obviously Gabriel would be the second Prince of heaven to fall. And i’m guessing the first one was Lucifer. But we do know Crowley fell at the same time as Lucifer and that he was going against god with him before they fell. The reason he went with Lucifer is probably that Metatron didn’t listen to his questions/suggestions. (I’m guessing he asked Metatron since Metatron is the voice of god). So that could also be the why Metatron doesn’t like him btw.

I would also just like to point out, I do not think that he was a supreme archangel, since that was probably Lucifer. I just think he was an archangel, like for example Michael and Uriel.

That was my theory, let me know what u guys think.

[spacekooks]

Count to ten.

GOOD OMENS 2x01

[nadezhda-wexler]

David Tennant as Crowley

Good Omens 2x05 The Ball

[ineffectualbookseller]

The way Azirphale is underestimated and practically infantalized by heaven is so closely tied to his femininity and I think we should talk about it more because I just want to shout about how relatable the way he's treated in his workplace is as a woman working in a traditionally male field

It's in all the little niggling comments from your boss about personal things that hold no bearing on your work

and the assumption that what you're doing must be simple if it was assigned to you

your work is trivialized

and you get these the placating smiles when you're told plans and proposals are rejected and passed over

or when your complaints are dismissed

and you get more of the same from upper management

it all feels so frustrating and draining but you're at work so all you can do is take a breathe put on that mask and move on with your day

It is all so deteimental to your emotional well being and textually, so much of this is tied to Aziraphale's softness, his gayness - his femininity

The thing about working in an environment and gives you this feeling - of being simultaneously destrought watching your belief in yourself get chipped away but also just so irate becuase you know you don't deserve it - is how it builds. It sinks under your skin and feeds into this indignant dejection until you can have a moment of release - but Azirphale doesn't get to bitch about it over drinks with friends, he doesn't get a lunch break where he can go for a walk and listen to an angry scandi death metal playlist, he doesn't even get the chance to cry about it in the bathroom for 5 minutes before confronting it again

(And I talked a little bit about it in the tags of this beautiful photoset but this all comes into play whenever Crowley dismisses his plans or calls him an idiot. These are purely emotional reactions; I really don't think Crowley means much by it - he respects Aziraphale's opinion and genuinely thinks he's brilliant - but Crowley is so quick to use this terminology when Aziraphale is making a decision Crowley thinks is wrong and he doesn't know how much this hurts Aziraphale. Just like Aziraphale doesn't understand the true impact the Fall had on Crowley, Crowley doesn't understand the ways heaven has been tearing away at Aziraphale's self worth)

Aziraphale has been facing this constant drip of denigration since before the beginning of time and has never released the pressure valve. At this point, he's a bomb waiting to go off

[amereslare]

I'm unwell. Send help.

[viralthrust]

[bright-omens]

Crowley: My angel is better Beelzebub: Fuck you, mine is *Aziraphale and Gabriel in the background* Aziraphale: That's really not how you're supposed to organize the books Gabriel, organizing the books by the first letter of the first sentence again: You let me do it when I was Jim Aziraphale: *Internally screaming*

[megaawkwardhuman]

my thoughts while watching the good omens season 2 finale and taking a look at the run time: