#ineffable husbands divorce era

[itshermocrates]

Idk if this will be a very unpopular opinion or even something problematic but I just read some takes about Aziraphale choosing Heaven and not Crowley because that's the best for the world, so he is choosing the greater good before his own happiness, and I'm so sorry but I completely disagree with this

I don't think Aziraphale thought about what was best for the world at all, I'm 100% with Crowley when he says that Aziraphale doesn't know what he is choosing because in his mind, there was no in depth analysis about what could actually be the best decision for humanity.

Aziraphale said it himself, he said that Heaven is good, it's truth, is the best option, it always have been in his mind, and if he hadn't returned to Heaven any sooner it was only because he did not have the chance.

He has always thought that Heaven was better than Hell, that angels were better (coughs superior coughs) than demons, he was convinced of this when he was in Heaven and even afterwards, the idea was still too deeply rooted on his mind to be completely gone. Aziraphale found it very hard to see Heaven's wrongs and the only person who was capable to notice them was Crowley, who well, yeah, is a demon, but not like that.

While Crowley discovered Heaven's faults with his own very fall (let me remind you he fell because he dared to ask why all the creation should be destroyed despite being so young), and refused to be part of the system following blindly all of its rules and commands, Aziraphale has not seen these faults yet. He still sees Heaven as the good guys, the morally superior side of the coin. He still sees demons as the bad guys, even if Crowley has presented him a wide scale of grays.

This black and white worldview is what is holding him back. He still believes that Heaven can do no wrong, while Crowley can no longer ignore the truth, how both sides are equally bad for humanity, and therefore none of them is a good choice at all.

When Crowley says "You can't leave this bookshop."

Yeah, he's talking about them (you can't leave me), but he's also talking about all the good things they've done on Earth as "neutral agents", not an angel working strictly under Heaven's commands or a demon following Hell's orders. The bookshop is the place where they meet, but also their "home base", the place to return as they keep working "on their own" with Humanity's best interests in mind, and only that.

Crowley is trying to make him see that he's leaving a life in which they could simply work for what they considered to be truly right together. It feels more like a "you can't stopping helping them" "you can't stop doing what it's needed to be done" "you can't leave them" "you can't leave me".

And when Aziraphale responds "Nothing lasts forever."

It's just another proof of this black and white mentallity he can't scape. The bookshop was just a replacement for Heaven, something that made him feel like he was still part of the good guys, even if he technically wasn't anymore. The bookshop was just a stage he needed to overcome between his exile and his return to Heaven, not something he truly wanted to mantain for himself.

Aziraphale never lost his faith in Heaven, he never felt the disappointment Crowley felt and never saw it as it truly was. He still believes in what Heaven symbolizes, and is not capable of fully questioning it yet.

When he talks about changing things, he's not even aware of all that it is to change or how deeply rooted the problem really is, and Crowley tells him so. Crowley is so hurt by Aziraphale because he thought they were way pass all of that, that they were above all of the Heaven vs Hell bullshit, and he thought that doing good in their own way was enough for Aziraphale. But it was not.

Crowley sees that what they've done is not enough for Aziraphale and it will never be because they are not in Heaven. He discovers that there's nothing good enough for Aziraphale to feel satisfied with what they have because Crowley is not enough. He's a demon after all, and true goodness lays in Heaven.

And when Crowley kisses him, and Aziraphale says "I forgive you."

Crowley finds out that his kiss, something that I personally read as a fragment of what they could have if they remained "neutral", of all the possibilities they have yet to explore, all the feelings they could stop hidding; is misunderstood by Aziraphale as some sort of tempting act????

Crowley must have poured that kiss with all the hope he had for a better future, a future together. He must have pushed all his fears to the side, just for one second, so he could finally express how he truly felt, how deeply in love he was, and Aziraphale reads this as some sort of trick that needs to be forgiven?

Boy, I'm so very much with Crowley in this.

I've seen people commenting on how manipulative Crowley must have been perceived by Aziraphale (in his POV, u know), but I don't think he forgives Crowley for his "failed attempt of manipulation". I don't think he sees this that way in the slightest to be honest.

I think the "I forgive you" can have:

A very simple meaning "I forgive you for kissing me like that without my consent". You guys know Aziraphale could come up with something like this, he's still an angel after all.

A deeper meaning just for the gays who love to torture themselves as much as they can "I forgive you for leaving me and choosing your own path." I can see Aziraphale considering Crowley's desicion as something selfish, and despite everything, he wants to let him know that it's okay, he can choose his own happiness above whatever thing they currently have.

Of course, everyone can have their opinion and we can all disagree, but I think some people don't properly understand just how deep into that Black and White worldview Aziraphale still is. He still considers demons to be inferior to angels, even if he knows they are just as complex as human beings. This is a deeply rooted "truth" he can't simply shake off like Crowley did, and until he does, he won't be able to choose Crowley and be happy.

[n0blefl0wer]

Reading fanfic isn’t enough. I need queer angst in an iv.

[televised-eyes]

my question for good omens 3: what will crowley’s post breakup hairstyle be?

[certified-scoundrel]

I hope Crowley looks like he's in his divorced dad era at the beginning of season three. messy hair thats grown just a bit too long, scruffy beard thats on his face entirely against his will, slightly stained ribbed tank top, just a disheveled mess. Cuz like- we've seen how much of a wreck he becomes when he thinks hes lost Aziraphale...

[riverthebooknerd]

"aziracrow" SCOFF!!!!! those are the INEFFABLE HUSBANDS, thank you very much!!!!!!!!!

[ceruleantinted]

divorce era parallels at full force

i’m living in a nightmare…

[thefrogsthewaterturnedgay]

Yellow is the prettiest color, you told me. Prettiest of pretty, dear.

Why? I asked. It’s just a color.

Well, all of my favorite things are yellow. Sushi has yellow, this bookshop, the walls are yellow, and oh, Crowley. There’s so many pretty yellow things.

Well, I said to you that day. Angel, I’ll never understand you.

That’s alright dear. Quite alright indeed.

I’d always wondered if you’d meant to add me on your list or if it was just you being you. (Secretly, I hope you meant that I was one of your favorite, pretty, yellow things.)

[flosuwfixia]

You're all i wanted

Haunted - Taylor Swift

[knight-watch]

they're at the custody meeting

[kadkakiss]

i was playing genshin when i heard one of yae miko's burst line. (the trial event)

i stopped.

i got out of genshin and searched her burst lines to see if i heard it right.

"nothing lasts forever."

nothing.... lasts.... forever......

reminds you of something? let me help.

YAE STOP TRAUMATIZING ME.

[mixedbag-o-beans]

can someone who knows how to made edits make an edit of ineffable husbands to Say Don’t Go by Taylor Swift. pretty pretty please with a cherry on top🥺

[n0blefl0wer]

Assignment for class: read this excerpt from historical text (about 500 words) and write a couple paragraphs analyzing its meaning and historical context. You want to be a historian. This should be light work.

Me: ugh no. *proceeds to read 300k+ word fic and write a long ass comment praising the author*

[idliketobeatree]

i see your "crowley goes for a nap after the divorce" and i raise you: the next time he wakes up, he groggily drags a hand through his curly, tangled, long enough to reach his mid-back mess of hair like it belongs to a drowning figure in a pre-raphaelite painting

[dana-duchovny]

Okay but have we considered Crowley listening to “The Chain?”

[weakinthekneez]

if you need me i'll be crying in a corner because of the good omens 2 ending

[averi-654]

Separated

Aziraphale and Crowley, after being separated, find something in each other's wings... (Spoilers for good omens s2) Part 1 of Feather find my good omens masterlist here

Crowley sped in his Bentley, tears streaming from his eyes as he drove with no aim, just trying to get as far away from Soho as fast as possible. His face was dejected as he took a swig from a bottle of 1970 Cabernet, trying desperately to numb the pain of rejection. It turns out, he didn't feel like he expected to. Crowley knew that rejection was a possibility, but he didn't expect it to hurt so much. He's flirted and had rendevous with people in the past, over the 6000 years he's been on earth, but nothing was more heartbreaking than realising he loved Aziraphale the whole time, only to get rejected by him in the end. His grief-stricken, yellow irises consumed the whites of his eyes as his tears stream uncontrollably from behind his sunglasses.

The Bentley sped all the way to Mayfield before sputtering and stopping, the hood smoking slightly. Crowley got out of the car, walking drunkenly over to his old flat, the flat that came with his job on earth as Hell's ambassador. His replacement, Shax, was nowhere to be found. He stepped into the flat, looking around and seeing that most of the things he left there were untouched, for the most part. The books he left about astronomy still on his desk, "Shax didn't dare touch it, I presume." He thought out loud as he walked around the barren living room of the flat, which used to be filled with plants and little pictures of nebulae and stars, ones that he built. With him being alone and in a somewhat private place, Crowley finally takes off his sunglasses and spreads his wings, laying on the floor and curling up into a sobbing, teary-eyed ball of grief, wrapping his wings around himself in a soothing cocoon. As he does that, he notices a speck of white in his wings, looking at it in surprise, but too tired to care too much about it.

Aziraphale, on the other hand, was on his way up to Heaven in company with the Metatron. The elevator was eerily silent, with Aziraphale and the Metatron not making conversation as they ascend up to Heaven. Soon after, the elevator dinged, a robotic voice resonating through the cramp and brightly lit white elevator. "Heaven, doors opening," came through the speakers as the doors slid open, revealing the empty, pure white office landscape of Heaven. The harsh fluorescent lights cast a melancholy glow on the barren white walls of the office of Heaven. Aziraphale walks over to his desk, sitting down and looking at the pale, boring and empty table, sighing softly. The Metatron leaves Aziraphale to his own devices, as Aziraphale settles down in his seat.

Seeing as he was alone, Aziraphale takes the time to spread his wings as he processes what happened the past few hours as he was leaving earth. As his wings spread, he notices a little speck of black in them. “Hm? That’s odd…” he says out loud.