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ouidamforeman · 11 months

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This may make me look like an idiot bc I can’t articulate myself BUT!!!!!!!! Big Queer Good Omens meta incoming

I want to talk about This Neil Gaiman ask for a minute because I figured out why I really like his blanket response to this “discourse” a lot but still somewhat disagree on the nuance, and why fandom attitudes about this bother me much much more than his open ended response like this one

Under a read more because im going to get Insane

First of all this is going to be riddled with my own viewpoints on queerness as a transmasculine nonbinary person who reads too much theory so if u disagree please be polite lol

So like. To begin with I really don’t think Neil is obligated to understand these nuances or even comment on them, let alone explain them to fans desperate for validation, so the fact that he’s been able to answer so eloquently is pretty impressive considering how vicious fandom is. But I want to specifically talk about what I think he means here and why that seems to bother fandom so much sometimes, and how fan interpretation of these ideas he presents can get Really weird and interesting imo.

In my view, Neil is answering this from a Doylist perspective, as in like. To the real life human audience, angels and demons are inherently queer because they don’t fit into traditional human definitions of genders and sexualities. This especially comes across in his insistence that Aziraphale and Crowley aren’t gay because they aren’t human men, but they ARE queer. This literally just looks to me like him saying “yeah so no angels and demons fit into these categories so they’re definitely queer from our perspective but I understand ‘gay’ as being two men and i don’t think that fits because it’s narrow” and while I disagree on some nuances here for reasons I’ll get into I think this makes total sense as an author describing how, from his perspective, an audience is intended to view these nonhuman characters.

However, I’m much more interested in a more Watsonian explanation of how A&C are queer, one that’s much more relativistic and honestly not something I expect Neil to go over every time he gets another ask about this???? My opinion has always been that A&C choosing human queer masculinity is significant and that it gives evidence to them being nonbinary, transmasc, gay, ace, aro, anything that people headcanon really. Because they are presenting themselves as queer in a HUMAN way in universe imo, which makes them queer not just by the standards of the audience but by the standards of other angels and demons in the story? I think that the fact that they were created as sexless and genderless and then CHOSE human gender presentations, whether nonbinary or not, that reflected themselves, and then them being in love with each other in a human way IS what makes them queer, not Just the idea that an angel without a gender or sexuality/romantic or other relationship orientation is inherently queer from the average human’s perspective. People who just want them to be Human Cis Gay Men are really missing this idea I think.

The thing is though. And I don’t think this is Neil’s problem to solve or whatever, nor does it mean “stop liking that angels and demons are genderless”. The thing that annoys the shit out of me. Is that fandom, even queer fandom, took Neil’s Doylist explanation of celestial beings’ gender status and just didn’t think any further about it. To this day people insist that A&C MUST be nonbinary forever just because they’re an angel and demon and were made that way. Like literally just inventing Fantasy Biological Essentialism again which is annoying as hell to me, another nonbinary person. Again, the fact that they were created without any sense of gender or biological sex and then chose any humanish gender for themselves at all whether nonbinary or not is what makes them queer in universe I feel. I think the “they’re an angel and demon so they’re inherently nonbinary and can’t be anything else” is shit tbh.

To reiterate, I think Neil is responding about this from a Doylist perspective aka “to the real life audience all angels and demons are queer because they don’t fit into human genders and sexualities” but I am focused much more on the Watsonian idea that A&C are queer in universe bc angels and demons can choose their gender presentations like humans can and everyone else hasn’t figured it out bc they haven’t been on earth to figure out what gender even is. I feel fandom gets weird about this because lots of people still see gender as something solely internal and inherent, when I genuinely don’t think that’s all it is. It’s internal feeling, external projection/behavior, and both of those as a reflection of social experience all at once. The feelings and internal sense of Knowing your gender or lack thereof is inherent to your self identity, but your gender is also informed by what you understand genders as, and what presentations you understand and have access to! Aziraphale and Crowley can be Human Genders because, because they’ve been on earth, they 1)know what gender is, 2)can see those feelings reflected in themselves, and 3)through that understanding choose how to present based on their feelings! They don’t just have to be genderless celestial beings in the sense angels are if they don’t feel like it anymore! They can be like “oh actually I’m a queer man” or “oh I’m nonbinary but in the way that I’m among humans and I’m not a man or woman.” I just feel like only considering them queer from a human or angel perspective but not both is sort of undermining the themes in the text against bioessentialism in favor of the instant validation of “oh they’re angels so they must be nonbinary.” Perhaps having any human gender presentation is queer to the average angel. Our internal feelings and sense of self knowledge as queer people is inherent. How we act on those things and assign meaning and labels to them can be anything! A&C can be anything they feel like! They don’t have to be the classic celestial beings above gender! I feel like they would love and have fallen into human gender customs just from so long on earth, and that doesn’t mean they can’t be nonbinary or agender. It means they, as a part of humanity, saw and understood human genders and realized what gender they were in relation, whatever you headcanon that to be. And that’s more queer than “god made them without sex and gender so I guess their species makes them inherently one thing”!!!!!!

#good omens #book omens #neil gaiman #good omens meta #go meta #queer #idk guys. Just really not liking the biological essentialist takes in queer fandom especially #why did u have to make up biological essentialism for fantasy creatures. please #I don’t blame Neil for this btw literally chill about him who cares #anyways lol

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nightgoodomens · 19 days

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Serious question, I know Neil likes to make jokes about his role in bringing Michael and David together. Of course the has a vested interest in pushing the narrative of them being inseparable as one of his biggest TV hits relies on that relationship.

But given his recent posts (about them being a team re: BAFTA noms, the ‘in love’ with each other comment and now reposting the all David content from The Assembly) do you think he a. knows they are or would like to be in a romantic relationship and b. is actively trying to push it out in the open so they can be happy? It feels like he might be.

He definitely knows about them, because no famous man and a best friend would be telling his massive following that his two best friends are IN LOVE if it wasn’t true. Imagine you’re just mates and your super famous mate tells thousands of people you two are in love if it wasn’t true. Come on. He’d never do that. He’d never do that without them giving him a green light to say that either. He’s peculiar about what he answers and what he clearly makes a joke of too - this post was serious from the beginning till the end.

Also when he talks about them on Tumblr he talks to people who are already fans so he doesn’t need to push any narrative. There is also zero reason to pretend they’re anything but best friends in real life. He said they’re in love because they are.

The fact that he posted the in love and then the next day added compilation of Michael talking about David… buddy is screaming can anybody hear him and that he is not joking. The fact that he repeatedly basically said how proud he is that he brought them together too…

Why would he joke about two people being in love anyway? He could have said they’re still best friends, they still adore each other, or say that he said Crowley and Aziraphale aren’t talking not them, or make a joke with a made up ship again; etc etc.

He chose to seriously state that David and Michael are still very much in love.

Because it’s true.

I also don’t think it’s a coincidence he said it now, just before assembly happened, when Michael pretends online the Q about AL never happened even though everyone is messaging him obsessively about it, while AL is insecure and milking a few words to the extreme like it’s her last tour, while a blind gets released by Enty about Michael and David and this is while David is in California, and GT posts a song called Breakdown about a break up over David’s miserable selfie.

Come. On.

#NightGoodOmens talks Michael and David #NightGoodOmens talks PR

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goatbeard-goatbeard · 3 months

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Sure, Aziraphale lives in Soho and is THE southern pansy. But I’ve met multiple people in my own neighborhood who match Crowley’s exact description:

older trans/gnc person

military vet

living in their car

I cannot stress enough what a common combo that is, particularly for older trans folks. In my area, you can see the split between people who transitioned 10+ years ago vs. now, what kinds of experiences they had. There’s still a ways to go, but things have gotten dramatically better.

If you want to make things better even faster, vote in local elections.*

(that’s right, you’ve been tricked into reading a ✨🗳️ Voting Post 🗳️✨! Discover your civic obligations, fool!)

But seriously though, local politicians have TONS of influence on housing policy, and they really don’t hide their opinions. Even if their housing plans are awful, they’ll be easy to find on their campaign website.

They actually want to advertise those shitty plans, because those shitty plans are aimed at homeowners. Homeowners (1) have a stable address and (2) often worry about their home value. Both those factors make them super reliable voters.

Unfortunately, the “but my home value” folks always get riled up by low/no-cost housing. They’ll say it’s about “the character of the neighborhood”, but really, any increase in housing supply impacts the demand for their home investment. They also don’t want people visibly sleeping outside, so the combined effect is a neighborhood that blocks housing and harasses people for the crime of… peacefully sleeping in their car.

Whatever housing makes it through will often be too far away from necessary amenities or too busy/loud for folks with multiple overlapping traumas, whether from family or the jobs they took to get away from family (e.g. military).

But again, this is all very local politics, so you can outvote the Home Values crowd with a little bit of organizing!

For example: after voting, share your notes with your friends.** You have to research the candidates anyway, so why not pass around a little voter guide when you’re done?

List who you’re voting for in each position, and what info you saw that made you pick/avoid each person (this will also make your life easier the next time that person’s up for election). Even a very basic, bullet-point list can be the difference between someone forgetting the election date and filling out their entire ballot.*** Now instead of 1 vote, you’re moving a small handful of votes, which can have a big impact in local elections.

Also, creating a voter guide is surprisingly fun. There are some real characters in local politics, and you get to dunk on all their wacky policy ideas in your notes. An official voter guide will never say “<candidate name>: wtffffffffff”. But yours can!

*remember that local elections may happen more often than big-ticket elections. Search “<city name> election dates” and put reminders in your phone for a couple weeks before important deadlines, so you have time to research stuff.

**especially younger friends who may be less confident about voting their whole ballot, or unaware of different deadlines.

***this is one of the reasons why Christian conservatives are overrepresented in politics — they’re inherently organized because they already meet weekly (or more). It’s very easy for them to remind each other to vote. But we can steal this strategy! Don’t have a megachurch? That’s ok, remind your discord server to vote. Don’t have a Bible study? That’s ok, remind your D&D group, your boardgame group, or your knitting circle to vote.

#25 lazarii #good omens #good omens 2 #good omens spoilers #good omens 2 spoilers #crowley #anthony j crowley #the bentley #crowley’s bentley #yes voting is marginal #it’s the tiniest most insubstantial fraction of a miracle #so hold someone else’s hand when you do it #good omens meta #to the world

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phantomram-b00 · 5 months

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So I think about those evidence photos we saw back in season one, and wondered, if that was from Furfur? (Stupid question I know but bare with me)

Like I can imagine Furfur finally caught a break and want to see earth to see what was the rave about, then look and see Crowley walking to somewhere, Furfur was following to say hi or “fuck you you lucky bastard” until he saw Aziraphale there and once he saw them smiling at each other and talking. Furfur internal thoughts must’ve been like ‘no way— they’re—- noo I’m sure Crowley have something diabolical to do with this angel, let me take a picture of this to show to them’ and snap the pictures and runaway. And was going to show but then thought ‘wait a moment, we may not know how to spell….but we aren’t stupid neither I need more proof.’

Then next time period comes around, and he got another break to go back to earth, see Crowley again, and once again was probably going to say hi until he see aziraphale walking into him and they again smile at each other and talk. (Well aziraphale talk about something and Crowley listens with a smile), and Furfur raised an eyebrow and question now ‘huhhh, okay this is interesting Crowley or Aziraphale haven’t smite or smote or whatever that word is! They haven’t kill each other yet, either they’re really good at hiding their schemes or…. No no. No way they could be traitors, n-not Crowley at least. We fought along side each other’ and take a picture again and walks away. Though his gaydar was starting to go off.

Then as the next time period rolls around and this time so aziraphale all alone, Furfur was gonna try to investigate until Crowley come at him and their face lit up once again. This time Furfur was like ‘okay— their closets are made out of glass. I seriously need to show someone this.’ Once more taking a picture and runs off.

Then when Furfur try to show this to a demon, maybe Shax, or Eric or anyone else. They either shrugged saying ‘oh we kinda knew—‘ or ‘huh, who know this was Crowley’s type’. Even Shax was like “how? How? This angel doesn’t seem to be Crowley’s type at all? How is this possible?”. Overall probably wasn’t the feedback he was expecting, not in a good way anyway, so he decided to stop taking photos as there no point.

Until, 1941. He can finally bring Crowley into deep trouble, and also Aziraphale. But given Aziraphale’s magic trick that didn’t happen at all, so Furfur was back to square one. All hope was lost.

Until 2019, when armageddon is coming to a close. He realize while feeling confident in himself, ‘why not add more chaos and sent these to the angel, maybe they’ll have a better response then my side’ so skips over and send the evidence as a biggest fuck you to Aziraphale and Crowley, and once armageddon fails and they were to be eliminated, Furfur had the biggest smile to finally see Crowley get karma after all these years especially the blitz. But of course as we saw they didn’t die, Furfur once again is left baffled and was yelling after that fiasco in his office “SON OF A BITCH I CANT WIN ANYTHING!”

Bonus is that, Furfur did show the copy of the evidence to Beelzebub as a last resort for any kind of punishment. But ze can’t say anything because *cough they rizzed the supreme archangel fucking gabriel* so had to play it nonchalant like “wellllll, we actually kinda knew and you know we did try soooo-“ with a shrug. So Furfur lost hope after that.

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radioactive-killjoy · 7 months

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On Aziraphale, Crowley, and Humanity

Inspired by @give-soup-please (post) and

and @on-stardust-wings (post)

So I started thinking about the discussion about Aziraphale’s guardianship of humanity. Aziraphale definitely thinks that protecting humanity and it’s goodness is an inherent part of his job as an angel, though Heaven as an institution clearly doesn’t seem to care about that much. Part of Aziraphale’s decision to go back to Heaven is to change this - he says it explicitly in his speech to Crowley. But I saw some people seeing this as Aziraphale putting humanity above Crowley, and I disagree!

The thing that the Book of Job minisode, A Companion to Owls, focuses on is how both Aziraphale and Crowley are going out of their way to protect Job, who is meant to represent the best of humanity according to both sides. That’s why he’s used as part of the bet between God and Satan. Even more than that, Aziraphale and Crowley are trying to protect Job’s children, who are innocent. They don’t admit it at this point, but they’re both being pushed away from their respective identities and this moves us toward “our side.”

In the book, after the original Apocalypse is thwarted, this conversation takes place:

“For my money, the really big one will be all of Us against all of Them.” “What?” You mean Heaven and Hell against humanity?”

I think this can be read either way, but in my mind Crowley is putting Aziraphale and himself on the side of humanity. We know that humanity is actively changing them:

“...centuries of association with humanity was having the same affect on him [Aziraphale] as it was on Crowley, except in the other direction.”

In the show, Crowley is being framed as always being good and being wronged by the Fall, but in the book we at least know that humanity is making him better in some way outside of whoever he was to begin with.

I think it’s also worth noting Adam’s perspective on the angel and demon. When Adam initially looks at Crowley and Aziraphale:

“Adam turned and appeared to notice them for the first time. Crowley was not used to people identifying him so readily, but Adam stared at him as though Crowley’s entire life history was pasted inside the back of his skull and he, Adam, was reading it. For an instant he knew real terror.”

But then, later:

“I don’t think you need to go worryin’,” said Adam gnomically. “I know all about you two. Don’t you worry.”

He knows everything. He knows that they’re not following the rules, he knows about the Arrangement, he knows that they’re fighting to allow humanity to continue. He sees the humanity within them. I know that Crowley is afraid of what Adam can do, but part of him being “all human” is that it makes him not a threat to the duo. (See: my post)

Back to now: When he tells Aziraphale “you can’t leave this bookshop,” he isn’t just saying “you can’t go back to Heaven.” Crowley isn’t just asking him not to go back; he’s asking him not to leave. He’s supposed to stay on Earth. It’s what they fought for. It’s where they found their similarities and all of the things that they love. The Bentley, the bookshop, wine, music, plants, magic, each other! I think he’s too afraid to outright say it, but the only reason Crowley wants to leave Earth and run away is because that would keep them safe. And as On-Stardust-Wings pointed out… Alpha Centauri isn’t even that far for an angel and demon to be running away from the powers that be. He doesn’t want them to be gone forever.

Aziraphale thinks that leaving for Heaven is going to help humanity, and therefore he will be helping Crowley. Crowley knows that Heaven might change Aziraphale back. What if he forgets all of the things that made humanity worth protecting? I don’t think Crowley is being entirely selfish, because he always knew that Apocalypse 2.0 would be coming, especially after Heaven’s reaction to Gabriel denying them.

Crowley doesn’t see protecting humanity as an obligation like Aziraphale has. He wants it, despite everything he’s told about himself being a demon. I hope that we don’t see Crowley backslide because of the hurt Aziraphale caused him. I hope that we continue to see that softness in him grow (and I’ve said before, I hope that he warms up to Muriel, who I think is going to have a similar experience to Aziraphale in learning to love humanity.)

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finleycannotdraw · 8 months

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ok i have no idea if this is on anyone else’s radar at ALL, but I just. don’t like the apology dance very much? like don’t get me wrong it’s absolutely hilarious and of COURSE they do a fucking apology dance. but it isn’t an apology. saying “I was wrong” is not the same as saying “I’m sorry”! crowley made an emotional judgement and snapped to a decision without understanding aziraphale’s point of view, and then he comes back and says “you were right.”

but he doesn’t say “I’m sorry, I understand why I was wrong, and I won’t do it again”. and then he does it again!

and yeah, heaven and hell have been breathing down their necks for their whole existence, but regardless of that, they really don’t set up an avenue for any sort of vulnerability. they banter, they tease, they roll their eyes at each other, they don’t feel threatened by each other, but that’s not really enough! Even when crowley is comforting aziraphale after he lies about job’s kids and thinks he’s fallen, he teases him for thinking he’s a demon, though aziraphale is genuinely distressed. that’s the first example I thought of but there are definitely more occurrences.

they couldn’t afford to be vulnerable because of heaven and hell (until Nahmageddon was over anyway), and they see no reason to change the status quo now that they’re safe. they can keep being immortal besties who never say what they’re really thinking, and no one can stop them. and they continue this act of insincerity all the way until the very end! the first truly sincere conversation we get from them, when stakes are truly high, they’re a disaster.

so yeah. this isn’t really a put-together analysis of anything, and I didn’t have a real point. I just wanted to talk about the fact that their apology dance sort of makes a mockery of truly apologizing, which is frustratingly in character for both of them and makes me sad, because they deserve to be constructively emotionally vulnerable with each other!

I don’t want aziraphale to do the apology dance in season three. I want him to apologize.

#good omens #good omens 2 #crowley #aziraphale #ineffable husbands #aziraphale x crowley #apology dance #good omens season two #like yes it’s funny. but it never really sat right with me

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edosianorchids901 · 7 months

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Practically Mandatory

For @book-omens-week Day 7: South Downs

“You’re sure I’m not allowed to curse any of the bastards?” Crowley asked, rubbing his temple as he dropped onto the sofa. “I mean, I am still a demon. Cursing’s practically mandatory.”

“I suppose you may be as profane as you like. It is your cottage too, you know.” Aziraphale beamed at him, eyes sparkling with delight at his own joke.

Crowley pursed his lips and flicked a hand. A glass of wine poured itself, and he reached to grab it. Just that movement made his head throb worse. “I don’t mean profanity. Did anything seriously make you think I meant profanity? Did it?”

Aziraphale only beamed more brightly as he rifled through his collection of records. “No.”

“Also no to music. I’ve got way too much of a headache for that.” The wine didn’t help, and Crowley put it down. He rubbed his temple again. “Can’t believe I’m letting you drag me to all these blessed garden parties with you.”

“You could say it’s practically mandatory, as my partner.” Still smiling, Aziraphale put the Bach record down and came to Crowley’s side. He sat down slowly, careful not to jostle the sofa too much, and brushed a hand against his cheek. “I’m teasing, you know. If the parties make you this miserable…”

Head throbbing, Crowley leaned into the gentle touch. “Eh, they’re not all that bad. All the humans are entertaining, bickering with each other about everything. Besides, I know you enjoy the chance to sample all the foods in the neighborhood. I gotta admit, that apple pie was pretty terrific.” He winked. “Not as good as yours, though.”

“Oh! Thank you, my dear. I’ll get some for you later if you’re not too queasy.” Frowning a little, Aziraphale touched the back of his hand to Crowley’s brow. “You are sweating, though, which I presume means either queasiness or a high level of pain. Or both. A migraine?”

“Ngh.”

“As I thought.” Aziraphale flicked a hand at the coffee table, and two cups of tea materialized, steam twining in the air above them. “That does explain why you’ve been so cranky all day, hmm?”

“Gosh, what gave you that idea?” Crowley had taken his sunglasses off when they got home, but even the warm, gentle light of the living room was like staring into… something excessively bright. He fumbled vaguely on the table beside the sofa for his spare pair of glasses and crammed them on his face.

Aziraphale passed him one of the cups of tea with a little worried noise. Crowley took it, drank it, and then shoved it back on the coffee table. He massaged both his temples, which did absolutely nothing to improve the pain, and hissed in irritation.

“Hmm, let’s see…” Aziraphale ran a light, careful stroke across his hair, then picked up a tartan pillow. “Here, dear boy. Why don’t you lie down and put your head in my lap?”

“You sure?” Crowley asked, already doing it. “Thought you had a book restoration to work on this afternoon.”

“Well, I did, but I rather think it can wait.” Aziraphale fussed with the pillow, making sure it was as comfortable as possible. It was very comfortable, and Crowley groaned with relief. “If attending garden parties and neighborhood meetings and such with me is practically mandatory, then what’s caring for you when you don’t feel well?”

Crowley definitely didn’t feel well, albeit less uncomfortable now, and he didn’t really have the energy to figure out what Aziraphale meant. That was much too long and complicated a sentence for his current processing power. “Hmm?”

“It’s, well. A solemn mission or purpose in life or something noble like that. And certainly both mandatory and an honor.” A gesture, and a cloth appeared in Aziraphale’s plump hand. He carefully laid it across Crowley’s brow, then touched his shoulder. “How’s that, dear chap?”

“Feels good.” It was damp and warm and probably would have felt even better across his eyes, but that would mean taking his sunglasses off. He didn’t feel like taking his sunglasses off. “Maybe shouldn’t have spent so much of the party trying to get the neighborhood to start a war over which day the monthly parties should be held. I woke up with a headache. Guess I probably shoulda just relaxed, eh?”

“Well, to be fair, the neighborhood was already quite divided on that. And I know that causing trouble is still one of your favorite hobbies.” Aziraphale’s voice brimmed with fondness, his hand gentle as he stroked Crowley’s hair. That didn’t exactly help the headache, with everything this sensitive, but it still felt soothing even if slightly painful. Crowley hated to admit it, but Aziraphale’s fussing always made him feel better. “You’d have been very disappointed if you didn’t get to start any arguments today.”

“Mm, yeah. True.” Head still pounding, Crowley closed his eyes. He couldn’t quite stop himself from breathing hard, either, even though he didn’t technically need to breathe. His body seemed to have overruled him. “We don’t have any other social events scheduled for this week, right? Or month? Or ever?”

Aziraphale chuckled softly, quiet enough that it didn’t make the pounding headache any worse. “We shan’t have any scheduled until you’re in the mood for it too. And certainly not on days when you don’t feel up to it. We won’t have any more pretending to be fine and giving yourself a migraine?”

“Would I do that?” Crowley asked in the brightest tone he could manage while feeling like his head was going to explode.

“You did today, and I know you would again. Because I wanted to go, I believe.” Aziraphale somehow sounded simultaneously fond, exasperated, and smug that Crowley loved him enough to deal with neighborhood social events. “I know you, you old serpent. But I shan’t be able to enjoy myself at these silly little parties if I know my dearest friend is harming himself in the process.”

Crowley considered that, and sighed. “Right. Right, okay. Point taken.”

“Good.” A soft, careful kiss pressed to his cheek. “Now, you just rest, my dear. You’re welcome to my lap for as long as you need.”

Aziraphale’s lap was always a terrific place to be, and Crowley surrendered to it with gratitude. With Aziraphale fussing over him and stopping him from running off to garden or something, he’d probably bounce back in no time.

And if he didn’t bounce back in no time… oh well. He’d just have to use Aziraphale as a pillow for a while longer.

#good omens #book omens #ineffable husbands #crowley #aziraphale #book omens week

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ferociouslycreativemystery · 11 months

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A Beet by Beet Analysis - Part 1

This is largely just a walkthrough of the Good Omens season 2 episode 1 title sequence, though I have made some attempts to interpret the contents where I felt able to.

Because we of course don't know everything the series will contain yet it's hard to know which details to pick out and focus on, and how they might be interconnected or not. In my observation I have therefore paid extra attention to the things I felt were visually distinct in each title segment, as well as any (barely) legible text or symbols⁠—all presented with pictures so you can make your own mind up.

I hope this will be useful to anyone who wants an overview of the titles without having to go over the whole sequence frame by frame yourself, since I think it’s useful to put the details in context relative to each other, in case their order or placement might be important. I’m sure others have already pointed out the things I will bring up here, and added more context and better analysis; I'm just here to join in the fun! :)

Oh, and the title of this will make sense in due course.

So, where do we start off? With a mountainous landscape, and some pretty self-explanatory symbolism. Our occult (ethereal!) forces join up⁠, Crowley climbing out of hell and Aziraphale coming down from the heavens. They’re coming from their separate sides in season 1 to arrive on their own side: earth.

They enter a cave together. Crowley lights a match to light their way. The action is emphasised both by it being the only action taking place at the time, and the fact that the two of them are in closeup.

Through a hard cut we emerge into a hilly desert landscape. It’s dark, but we can see a man walking with a box. Notice the label with the three arrows pointing up. This box is a recurring theme throughout the title sequence⁠—keep an eye out for it. Is it significant that the box appears this early? Who is the delivery man?

The sun rises above the hill in the distance, and we see a large number of animals: a few sheep, and lots of goats (kids anyone?). Our main duo are followed by a black-robed figure, possibly death, as they come upon an ancient city. The sun rises while Crowley strikes another match alight right behind, or possibly against a goat. He doesn’t need it for light; he does it to set the animals on fire, and they are all engulfed in flames.

The visuals in this segment, the presence of death, and it being Good Omens immediately sends my thoughts to biblical times and biblical places. My guess is that this either Sodom, Gomorrah, or a third town inspired by the two of them that’s being set ablaze. Though why it’s the animals specifically on fire I have no idea, and may count against this theory. (I’ve also never read a religious text, so I don’t know the story well enough to tell if this theory makes any sense at all.)

To see the other parts, click here.

#good omens #gos2 #good omens season 2 #good omens s2 #good omens 2 #good omens meta #title sequence #maddie's beet by beet analysis #maddie's go2 tag #maddie's writing tag

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doonarose · 8 months

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The second one that’s quite rubbish.

(Good Omens Crowley/Aziraphale kissing and romance fic)

Rating: PG/T

Rationale: A follow up/companion piece to ‘The first one that’s right’ in which Aziraphale asks Crowley to try kissing again and it goes reasonably well. This is set post Season 3 when they are inevitably talking to each other properly, and acknowledging, out loud, that they love each other, and actually planning for a future together. But they haven’t quite got the kissing stuff figured out.

Summary: Aziraphale asks Crowley for a kiss, now that that’s a thing they are doing. It does not go to plan. Mostly fluff with a dash of angst, I guess.

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“Crowley,” Aziraphale calls, singsong for his attention from across the bookshop; Crowley looks up from where he’s been staring at the floor and grumbles something unintelligible in response. Aziraphale beams at him and fidgets, his hands restlessly clasping and unclasping in front of him. “May I please have a kiss?”

That’s entirely unexpected and exactly what Crowley’s been waiting for. It’s only the next day, just over twenty-four hours since their First Kiss (well technically their second kiss) but Crowley would have started climbing the walls if Aziraphale had made him wait much longer.

He must keep his cool, though, maintain an air of calm, not indifference, but controlled caring. More importantly, Crowley is determined not to rush things, and will instead allow Aziraphale to set the pace. “Of course,” he finally responds, flashing his suavest smile. “Happy to oblige.” He propels himself out of the armchair he’s been lazing in all morning, snags his jacket off the back of the chair, and shrugs his way into it.

He freezes, halfway across the room, because he has no idea why he just did that: he doesn’t need to put his jacket on before he kisses Aziraphale and now he knows that.

He’s overthinking this, caught frozen in the headlights, and he really wishes he had his sunglasses on so he could look away. Aziraphale looks confused, and then concerned, and the way the beaming, hopeful, expectant smile has slipped, replaced by a furrowed brow and pursed lips, makes it very clear that Crowley is definitely fucking his up.

He wills himself to keep walking, to get there, in front of Aziraphale, and kiss him. Go to him and kiss him. He screws his eyes tightly closed and thankfully, without Aziraphale in high sights, his legs start to function again. Eyes opening, he’s sure that was only a second or two of strange behaviour, and he goes to remove his sunglasses to get them back to normality. Except, they’re sunglasses he isn’t wearing and so then he has to cover the motion by scratching his fingers down both sides of his face, pulling his cheeks taut for absolutely no good reason.

He is an ancient and powerful demon and right now he is inexplicably acting like a buffoon. Aziraphale doesn’t look like he wants to kiss him anymore at all.

“Are you feeling quite alright?” Aziraphale asks as Crowley comes to a stop an arm’s length in front of him.

“’m fine, of course I’m fine.” A pause, he is clearly not fine. “I’m always fine.” Crowley grimaces nose scrunching up and his top lip curling back, and pushes on, “Let’s do this.”

Aziraphale looks as though he wants to argue but then thinks better of it and plasters an unconvincing smile in place.

“Right then.” Crowley doesn’t know what to do with his hands, or his feet. His mouth has gone unbelievable dry, and all that moisture seems to have somehow relocated to his palms – his palms never sweat. He can stop them sweating… except right now he can’t focus enough to even miracle that up and he knows Aziraphale would consider it some sort of cheating anyhow.

Illogically long seconds pass them by with Aziraphale trying to look optimistic and Crowley trying to remember how the dimensions of space and time intersect to allow for action.

“Crowley, I don’t think it’s meant to be this complicated.”

Crowley’s nostrils flare and he commands every molecule in his body to lean in. But Aziraphale pats him on the chest, hand over his heart in a placating gesture that inevitably also stops Crowley from leaning in at all.

“I think, perhaps, we try again another time,” Aziraphale tells him, a knowing head tilt and something that comes dangerously close to pity about his eyes.

Crowley pouts, he can’t stop himself. “Don’t be ridiculous, I’m ready now! I’m fine.”

Aziraphale shakes his head and slides his hand up Crowley’s chest to cradle his cheek, “Moment’s gone, I fear,” he says even as heat spreads beneath his touch.

Crowley has to bite down on the inside of his cheek to stop from pathetically nuzzling into Aziraphale’s palm. Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me. He’s so sure he could lean into Aziraphale now, fit them together properly, if only Aziraphale would close the gap and let him.

“You were overthinking it,” Aziraphale concludes, his hand dropping as he steps back, the moment – which had never really started – now well and truly over.

“Well…” Crowley’s got nothing, “So were you,” he finishes lamely. In reality he has absolutely no idea: Aziraphale seems fine, Crowley’s the barely functioning demonic disaster with all the motor functions and finesse of a startled cat on roller-skates.

Tugging down on his waistcoat to straighten non-existent rumpling, Aziraphale tells him, “Not to worry, perhaps we can try again later.” Then he manages a soft smile, turns on his heel and disappears into the back room.

Crowley, left to his own devices, mouths around the problem in that statement, ‘Perhaps’ and finds no reassurance as he stares up at the ceiling. Ultimately, and very likely still within earshot of Aziraphale, Crowley chooses to let out his frustration with an overly loud growl and a snarl of “You fucking idiot!”

***

It’s a half hour later and Crowley is moping around the bookshop, only barely stopping himself from using an index finger to drag random books from their positions just so he can watch them fall to the floor. Aziraphale is only a few bookshelves away, making more noise than necessary as he dusts ineffectively and, Crowley is sure of it, keeps a watchful eye on him.

He hears Aziraphale sigh and braces for whatever bad news is coming. “Crowley, can you give me a hand with these shelves, my love?” It’s still a relatively new term of endearment between them, one that makes Crowley’s chest swell for a few moments before he feels it start to cave in again.

He grumbles unintelligible, begrudging consent and saunters as slowly as he dares over to Aziraphale.

“I can’t quite reach those top ones up there,” he explains, brandishing his yellow feather duster towards the highest books and passing it off to Crowley before he can think to point out he’s too dignified and demonic to play the French maid. “Thank you my dear.”

As soon as Crowley’s occupied, stretching upwards and his heels lifting off the ground to extend his reach, Aziraphale is on him, grabbing him by the front of his shirt and yanking him back down.

Crowley doesn’t have time to process, let alone protest, his mouth meeting Aziraphale’s too quickly with no finesse and no angle – again, just pretty rubbish all around. Aziraphale’s lips immediately set to work against Crowley’s mouth, wriggling in a way that isn’t entirely unpleasant but also isn’t at all right. And then Aziraphale opens his mouth and his tongue’s on Crowley’s lips, forcefully hot and wet and probing as it slides, unexpected, into his mouth.

The push of both of them together makes their top teeth clack in a way that reverberates back through Crowley’s jaw and up through the cartilage of his nose, stinging in a way that would have made his eyes water if he didn’t command them not to. It’s gone just as badly for Aziraphale based on his yelp and quick retreat.

Aziraphale looks downright traumatized, eyes wide in shock and hurt. “I’m so sorry, Crowley!”

“Shut up,” it’s instinctive and entirely lacks venom, a placeholder in their conversations about as effective as ‘um’. Crowley takes a moment, drawing in breath and running his tongue over his top teeth to sure they’re all still intact. “We have got to get better at this,” Crowley tells him with a hiss.

Aziraphale sighs and has the cheek to reach out to play with the ends of Crowley’s thin silver scarf. “I know.”

Crowley huffs, watching Aziraphale’s hands instead of his eyes. “No, Aziraphale,” he bites out, frustrated. “You don’t know. We have got to talk, properly, about this, and figure it out.” He really doesn’t want to talk, not about this, not about any of it, but so far, talking has been good for them, he can’t deny that.

Aziraphale has wrapped the scarf around his index finger in three tight loops and doesn’t seem to be listening. “I know, I know,” he agrees, too readily. “I don’t know why we aren’t working. But based on my reading it really isn’t something humans talk about, it seems to come very naturally in all my books, even the non-fiction, I’ve checked. Humans just fall into each other’s embrace and it works.”

“We aren’t humans,” Crowley states.

“But we are doing very human things.” Aziraphale finally looks up at him but doesn’t release the scarf until Crowley pulls his hand loose and drops in back so they’re no longer touching.

Crowley takes a deep breath and then dives in, cards on the table, that’s how they’ve agreed to communicate. “First of all, tell me that yesterday, that that was okay, are we at least on the same page there?”

Aziraphale blinks. “The kiss?” Crowley nods. “Oh, that was more than okay! If you mean the second attempt, that was entirely lovely, the first was a bit –”

Crowley cuts him off. “Because – I need to tell you this. I know you said that we could just try kissing and if we didn’t like it we could stop. And I went along with it but I knew – I knew…” he stutters to a stop. This whole talking thing, he hates how it makes him vulnerable and alone in whatever it is he is saying. No matter how many times he’s had to confess like this, he hates how admitting these things to Aziraphale always feels fraught and destined for rejection. They’ve managed to talk through just how much they love each other and that not saying it out loud for a very long time never actually meant that they weren’t in love all along. And that actually, yes, they both very much want to spend eternity, or something quite like it, together; that they plan to.

Crowley forces himself to continue. “I can’t go backwards with you,” he confesses. “It took us thousands of years to start working together, and then thousands more to come to an agreement, and thousands again just to become friends. And then after Armageddon, you started touching me and every single time, every single time I wondered what I would do if you stopped. That stupid thought haunted me, and I don’t think you know that.”

“I didn’t.”

Crowley lets out something like a self-deprecating laugh and his hand grips tight around the feather duster still dangling beside him. “And every time I’ve had to walk away from you…” he trails off and his chin drops to his chest. “My point is,” he says matter-of-factly. “I am terrified of losing you. But even worse than that, I am terrified of being the one to push you away. Even if it’s something as stupid as kissing – but especially if it’s something as stupid as kissing! Can you imagine me losing you all because I can’t figure out how to gets our mouths to line up properly?”

“No, Crowley, I can’t,” Aziraphale interjects but Crowley barely hears him.

“Although of course, I could learn to live with you in any shape or manner if I needed to. You could reincorporate into a rooster, or a… a book, and I’d still be happier taking care of you than not but you can’t tell me you love me and kiss me and then take it all back just because I’m shit at it. I’d be devastated. I… it’s important you know that,” he finishes quietly, not entirely sure it that was a bit too honest.

Aziraphale gives him a smile that’s beatifically reassuring. “That’s all extremely sweet of you, Crowley.”

“I was not being sweet,” Crowley tries and he means he was being serious.

“And very romantic,” Aziraphale confides conspiratorially. “But you must know I’m not going to leave you.”

Crowley is stuck on the first half of that. “Romantic?” he asks, like he’s trying the word on.

“Well, yes, my dear, it is, you are.” He grabs a hold of Crowley’s free hand, squeezing it. “I mean, we love each other and live with each other and now there’s kissing. That’s all quite romantic. And I certainly want there to be kissing, even if sometimes it’s quite… bad.” Aziraphale leans forward and gives Crowley the briefest, most chaste kiss possible.

It’s wonderful and Crowley’s lips curl up into a sweet smile despite himself before it drops away. “I don’t know you’re not going to leave. And you don’t know I’m not going to push you away.”

“I won’t let you.” Aziraphale sounds extremely confident, but Crowley’s not yet convinced. “And the kissing we will work on, here –” Aziraphale cuts himself off as he leans in again and presses another too-soft, over too-soon kiss to Crowley’s lips. “Better, yes?” Another, longer and more pressure as they linger close, stepping and leaning into each other as they start to map the feel of chins and noses and eyelashes catching at each other’s skin.

Crowley can’t help but sigh his appreciation and wonder at how almost identical physical interactions can feel so extraordinarily different. This kissing really is a bit of a mystery. Aziraphale starts to smile against his lips, seemingly in response to Crowley’s happy sigh.

They break apart and Aziraphale says, “Thank you for telling me. And I promise to tell you if I’m having any of my own thoughts about the kissing, so you’ll know if I’m in any doubt.” He pauses, gaze sweeping down to his hands, once again tangled in Crowley’s scarf. “I don’t think I will be, however.” He pauses, toying with the material. ”Also, very good of you to let me know the stuff about touching you.”

His eyes lock with Crowley’s, playful and teasing and then he very deliberately, very slowly, drags the back of his knuckles down Crowley’s chest, from the centre of his sternum all the way to his belly button, tugging on the scarf in the process.

Crowley’s eyes go wide and his head tilts to the side with a thousand new questions, but Aziraphale cuts him off as he uses to scarf to tug him in and kiss him once more for good measure before releasing him and reclaiming his feather duster from where it’s still grasped tightly in Crowley’s hand. “Very good to know, indeed” the angel muses.

A/N: I’ve posted this in a bit of a rush so apologies for the typos, etc. I just had to get it out there because I am loving writing these two very, very much. And the next bit after this, the one after they’ve gotten a bit better at casual little kisses in the bookshop and they get caught in a rainstorm, is too delicious to not be writing right away!

#good omens 2 spoilers #good omens fic #good omens fanfic #ineffable husbands #ineffable idiots #doonas fic #look i did another one #again it's five times as long as it should be #i would feel bad for crowley if he wasnt such a dumbass

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squipifiedbee · 9 months

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Can I just say even though ‘Everyday’ is the love song of the year thank you my amazing lovely ship ineffable bureaucracy, it is also serving as a bad omen for us all with the impending Armageddon 2 happening ‘everyday it’s a-getting closer, going fast like a rollercoaster’

We know that Armageddon 2 is coming and with Aziraphale now taking over as the Archangel the plan is setting in motion quicker than anyone could realise and I know it’s only a little thing like it’s mainly for the love between Beelzebub and Gabriel but like also serves towards Aziraphale and Crowley like ‘love like yours will surely come my way’ we know they’re gonna get together again by the end and ‘do you ever long for true love with me’ because they never got to experience true love together there has always been that hesitation and the kiss from the end of season that wasn’t true love that was an act of desperation,pleading, sadness inevitably it was Crowley grieving what they could have had and, Aziraphale not giving into what he wants Because he feels like he needs to do this .

I just feel like this song holds more significance than I feel it lets on ya know??

I don’t Know if it’s only me but have you ever heard about one winged angels who have to be together to fly, in some way I feel like this fits Crowley and Aziraphale but with their powers they’ve always been together much like human soulmates they were made for each other as angels due to their power together and that’s why their being forced apart if Aziraphale truly abandoned the concept of heaven being the good guys and hell being bad, him and Crowley have the power alone to ruin the foundations by both heaven and hell as they have became more human in a emotional sense after the time they have spent around them it would be hard for them not to so Crowleys stress and emotional outbursts in this season is more so he doesn’t understand how to handle these human emotions because as a demon and prior as an Angel there was nothing there to provoke this as emotions like this don’t really exist in their world, it’s almost like a child identifying these emotions and learning how to cope with them and I feel like Aziraphale leaving will help this and actually make Crowley realise he loves humanity just as much as he loves Aziraphale he can’t just run off to another planet with him like Gabriel and Beelzebub because they’re attached to the earth they have inhibited and the people they’ve met on the way. And same for Aziraphale he needs to see everything isn’t so black and white both sides are just as equally bad as each other in a sense and that he can’t just follow his religious intent he needs to be his own person of the grasp heaven holds on him much like Nina’s toxic relationship with her Ex

I have so much I could say I just don’t know how to write it down this is as much as I can ramble for now but omg season 2 has hit me in so many way and it’s making it painful for the endurance of having to wait years for S3

If you agree or disagree or have other ideas about season 2 let me know I’d love to read them!!!

#good omens season two #good omens #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable bureaucracy #ineffable husbands #SEASON 2 HAS GOT ME IN A CHOKE HOLD #good omens theory

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thewholeworldofhumor · 8 months

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Okay I’ve been unable to stop listening to the season two soundtrack since it came out and I’ve made an observation. I was wondering why “The End?” sounded so familiar to me. It’s the most emotionally devastating piece on the soundtrack in my opinion, second only to the moment at the end of episode 2 when Aziraphale and Crowley are essentially talking about how lonely the lives they live are.

This moment is called “Fallen Angel” on the soundtrack, and at the 1:48 mark in that track (right after Crowley says “then nothing has to change” in the episode), we hear the same theme as “The End?”. Someone correct me if I’m wrong on this, but I believe that’s the only other time we hear this theme, and I think it’s tied to Aziraphale and Crowley’s feelings of loneliness.

They aren’t really working together yet during the Job storyline, they just sort of end up helping each other out. But I see that as a real turning point in their relationship. Aziraphale sees that Crowley isn’t quite evil like he’s been told to believe. Crowley sees that Aziraphale is much more willing and able to think for himself than other angels. And both are willing to admit that their situations are incredibly lonely.

Crowley says nothing has to change, but it already has. They trust each other more already, though they don’t quite have that relationship formed yet. I think this theme plays here because it’s the last time they truly felt alone. After that point, they at least know they aren’t alone in how they feel towards their respective head offices. They have that one other person who knows what it’s like, and they feel less alone for it.

Then, the theme comes back as soon as Crowley starts to drive away at the end of episode 6. They’re back to feeling completely alone.

#i don’t know if this makes sense #or if anyone will even see it!#but i’ve been thinking about it and wanted to throw my pain into the void #i could also talk about how the orchestration changes #in ep 2 the violins have the melody which is melancholic #but the end gives the melody to a solo cello which gives a darker depth to the music #and makes the situation feel broader and darker #which it obviously is #good omens #good omens 2 #good omens spoilers #ineffable divorce #aziraphale #crowley #aziraphale/crowley #ineffable husbands

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averywiseanimatedcat · 9 months

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Rewatching Good Omens season 2 liveblog

Episode 3 ‘The Clue’ post 3

Previous post link (post 2)

What did they do here exactly…? Crowley froze him somehow and made him suggestible? He can do that? And Azirphale your morally grey is showing again you told Crowley to do that

‘MurdaRrs’

‘More mUrdARrs’

The only way they could’ve made me like Crowley more was by giving him a Scottish accent and they done exactly that. I need someone to make audio clips of all the amazingly accented words in this flash back.

This outfit was also FINE. Costume department really goes bonkers with Crowley and is like ‘meh give him a coat’ to Aziraphale

Stop. His moral panic when he finds out the jar is a tumour from a dead child.

Azirphale is so disturbed by these things which is so hard to watch. But he’s never really seen them, he doesn’t know they’re happening. Crowley is more lighthearted and able to stay upbeat because he’s been so deep in this shit for a long time he’s able to detach. But that just supports my theory that he’s been in the trenches doing ‘good’ things for a while now.

But that’s also why Crowley isn’t harsh to Aziraphale, he knows he’s not mean spirited he’s just ignorant. And he does make adjustments in his ethics when press with facts but it’s very warped because he cannot see the grey.

*Everyone panicking running away to hide from the guards and Crowley is just strolling along with his lamp like some graveyard ghoul*

Unbothered not-lad. We stan.

*Crowley drinks literal poison*

Crowley: 🐐 -👹-🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿-🎼-🤏🏻

This scene has given me two new verbal stims:

“You have sinned VERY BIGLY!”

And

“And not pretendy-good…PROPERLY good!”

In seriousness though he quite literally saves Elspeths life, and he probably changes the trajectory of her entire family line. AND he took the fall for it after he stopped Aziraphale saving Wee Morag. Again, Crowley sticking his neck out to do what he thinks is right. But he also stops Aziraphale doing anything that might cause him problems in heaven.

The next time they see each other is when Crowley is asking for holy water… so who knows what happened to him after this.

*growls when complimented*

Same.

Also casual tOuChINGGGG

Azirphale simp mode activated, you arnt suppose to look at ‘evil’ demons like that Aziraphale…

I love how they both just stared at the phone for ages like ‘no one calls the bookshop’

Then OOP it must be hubby calling gotta drop everything including his precious books… this one was so much funnier cause they just fucking fall all over the place and Jim has 0 reaction

“Good job.”

“Ohhh…you really think so?”

The face of a demon realising his Angels love language is words of affirmation

Next post (post 4) link

#crowley #good omens #aziracrow #good omens s2 #good omens spoilers #go2 liveblog #good omens season 2 #aziraphale #crowly x aziraphale

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carry-on-every-neverland-magic · 10 months

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Again SPOILER for THAT LEAK yada yada

Okay so I have been here before, having a 2 frame clip that made me go insane and its for a pairing that isn’t even popular (and I have no idea why because they’re canon but the show was cancelled even though s2 was way better and it had found its feet and yeah I’m still bitter) They’re Icarus and Pythagoras from BBC Atlantis (pythacarus is the ship name and man I miss my blog for them I accidentally deleted it years ago because I’m a dumbass)

Here’s a vid of a few I made on this pairing for anyone interested (and because they deserve so much more love and attention than they get...the pairing not my mediocre vids lol)

Their love story was so well done, it had angst and romance and slow burn and was beautifully understated and just *there*. And before we even got to their story in the 2nd season we had a 2 second gif of a forehead touch in the trailer that just inspired us all so much and we wrote fanfic and had headcanons all over this small scene where we had zero context (and at that point it wasn’t absolutely clarified that it was gonna be a love story) but later the actors just kept releasing tidbits which all built it up and finally, watching their love story unfold and become canon (as they kissed) is a night I’ll never forget asfghjk

I mean they had dialogue like “You mean everything to me” “May the Gods be with you” They counted the stars from a rooftop together, they were SO SOFT with each other (and the actors both liked my tweet I sent them about how beautiful their portrayal was)

and it was just so special and now I’m feeling it all over again with the kiss between Aziraphale and Crowley, my heart and imagination is running wild (and I’m an angst queen so would like a little bit of delicious angst) And I can’t stop thinking about how Crowley PULLS HIM IN and Aziraphale has his eyes closed and I’m just HFBGDSHFVGADSHFGA

So yeah I need all the fics and headcanons I can get about this leak and what everyone thinks will happen because I cannot wait until July!

#good omens spoilers #ineffable husbands #good omens #bbc atlantis #pythacarus #pythagoras x icarus #I don't even know why Im rambling I just miss them so much #and now Im so excited for my other two and am going insane over the leak

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tindove · 9 months

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The presentation of music in season two, and season one, of Good Omens is so important to me. But I find it hard to put into words just how so. So instead of losing my mind trying to figure out how to do all of that, I want to express my feelings over specifically “Everyday” and “A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square” and how they are used.

A huge emphasis was put on music this season. And a lot of the music defied my expectations of how it would be used having listened to the soundtrack before watching the season (And honestly I think part of why GOFLB specifically was included in the soundtrack was because, not just a nod to fans, the fandom had dubbed that THEIR song— or maybe just specifically Crowleys song for them…) And before was had s2, a lot of people assumed “Everyday” would again, be Crowley and Aziraphales song. Music surrounds them of course, and very often it defines them. So I had assumed the same for “Everyday”. Bringing them closer, everyday, fast paced notions leading to love. But it wasn’t their song. It was Gabriel and Beezlebubs. That song is the demonstration of their love for each other. More important than any other demonstration of love that could have been shown. That song is the most important thing to them. It makes them happy. And represents them at their best and most caring, especially toward eachother. That song is their triumph, their peace, and their beginning.

So no. Everyday is not Crowley and Aziraphales song. Because they already have their own song. That being, “A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square” of course.

That song is important to them. It’s practically about them, made for them, without it actually being so. It is what played while they dined together after the near end of the world, the thing that solidified the fact they didn’t have to hide anymore. They heard it play, and decided it was theirs— or at least Crowley did— but the fact Crowley brought it up at all makes me think it’s both of theirs. He knows how important this song is to the both of them. And knows that Aziraphales knows exactly what he’s saying, and what he means by it. Then and now.

The impossible had happened, an angel and demon won together against all of heaven and hell, they stopped the apocalypse (more or less) and they lived together, and a nightingale did sing.

It’s their song. Something sweet to be an outward representation of them. And it makes what comes hurt so much fucking more. It hurts after watching Gabriel and Beelzebub sing their song together, as they go off to live their lives, just themselves— and then Crowley takes that song that is theirs. That represents their triumph. Their love. And he says that it is gone. That there is nothing left there. That that’s the point. That silence is the point, and it’s been the defining point for both of them for four unresolved years of silence.

Because that’s what it feels like, right? Contrasting this ending to the end of s1, to what they could have compared to the other angel and demon. What they’re both trying to do (though Crowleys trying to say specifically what Aziraphale wants to do) isn’t a victory. It isn’t good, it’s not truly wanted, and it isn’t that same care that led them to the ritz after the last dangerous game they played with heaven and hell. There is no ritz, there is no nightingale, there is no song.

It’s quiet. And it’s not a good quiet. Because their lives are a constant lively dance. And the dance is over. And they’ve stepped out (and then Crowley doubly steps out after the kiss, after the “I forgive you”) That silence hurts.

That moment after the almost apocalypse, I would say, is the most on page they have ever been outside of simply trying to save the world, outside of simply trying to live. That was most peaceful with (almost) nothing to hide or lie about. No danger to worry for, not yet. The danger is momentarily gone.

That music being gone highlights how wrong everything with them has been. It’s been gone. At least the music they needed wasn’t there anymore. Nothing is light, or peaceful, or perfect. Because they can’t have that impossible happiness. Because they both want different things. Their approaches are so different that it leads to this break.

And when the music does come back (it comes back strong with the kiss specifically before it dies out back to defeated suffering silence again) it isn’t a good thing then either. Because it’s already been distorted.

The song plays for Crowley as soon as he starts the car. To start his own descent, away, to where? Who knows. Just not the bookshop. Whether that was because that was the Bentleys attempt at comfort, because he had the song cued up for them both— because it’s their song as they were to head to the ritz— like he wanted, or because his emotions are fucked and the song playing was the embodiment of that hurt. it all ends with him choosing to turn it off. It states that a nightingale sang, and he rejects that. He shuts it off. Because it can’t just be his song. It’s supposed to be their song. And it’s supposed to be their song of triumph, of personal choice. Of choosing eachother. But that didn’t happen. And now it’s just him. And so he leaves in silence.

No nightingales indeed.

#good omens #good omens 2 #gos2 #good omens meta #good omens analysis #ineffable fucking idiots #seriously though that warping of a nightingale sang in Berkeley square #killed me #it makes me sad now #like wth that was my happy song #I still love it tho #Crowley #Aziraphale #I love them both but aaaa #I need them to play their song again in s3 it would restore my soul

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gently-decaying-flowers · 5 months

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oh my god you guys @loganmothman and i are working on a Good Omens AU and AAAAA ITS SO COOL

most of this brainrot so far is my doing, but to be fair it was his idea first (and when we get a plot going i will be writing and he will be drawing :DD right? i think so- (logan plz confirm that)

ANYWAYS! enjoy this for now! there will prolly be more info added later hehe :3

Church AU Brainrot

-Crowley- 🐍

- serpent from eden, became a priest to avoid the choice between heaven and hell

- holy water tears, leaving scars due to the half of him that is still hell incarnate

- he/him (secretly he/they)

- feels extreme guilt on behalf of both sides of him, when he does something good he betrays hell and when he does something bad he betrays heaven

- religious trauma to the MAX (if that wasn’t obvious already)

- becomes good friends with Nina and Maggie (will develop backstory for that later)

- often very quiet. he doesn’t lead any like mass, he mostly just hides in the background (to avoid being found out by the churchgoers) but he does occasionally allow people in to see him one on one (this is a very rare occurrence tho)

- remembers the angel of the east gate, and thinks about her often. he can’t really figure out why, but he often feels like she’s there with him.

- They were together (as in how they are in the show, running into each other every once in a while) until 1827 (grave robbing minisode) when Crowley decided to become a priest. He was overwhelmed with uncertainty about how good heaven actually is, but he didn’t want to stay with hell and be forced to hurt people, or let them hurt themselves.

- he often writes in a journal, sometimes seeking God’s help and sometimes seeking Satan’s. (it’s like his personality is split in half, and when he feels both he is in immense emotional distress)

- When he gets very stressed/angry his eyes turn full snake and he has to step outside of the church (consecrated ground)

- when he feels happy (rarely) or feels love (aka the presence of Azi) his eyes turn blue

How Crowley met Nina and Maggie:

There’s a small apartment right above Nina’s coffee shop, and one above Maggie’s record shop. Nina has her own apartment, so when Crowley got his Hell Appointed apartment taken from him- he didn’t know what to do. Nina noticed him living out of his Bentley and offered for him to rent out the apartment. Because he doesn’t make much money as a priest, he helps out at the shop when he can and collects tips to begin paying off his debt to Nina. (Even though Maggie has convinced her not to make him pay as much as often. We also see a little of Maggie and Nina’s relationship explored through Crowley’s interactions with them. Because of their love, he begins to find hope for himself- later finding out about the ineffable bureaucracy and having a crisis)

-Aziraphale- 🪽

- Angel of The East Gate

- uses all pronouns (i use she for her mostly tho)

- A representation of a biblically accurate angel (multiple halos, tons of glowy eyes and extreme power)

- fell in love with Crowley in the garden of eden.

- Azi did have a “human ish disguise” up until the incident in 1827, where Crowley decides to become a priest due to not wanting to get punished for saving and helping people. Azi was therefore banished to heaven for failing to “defeat evil”

- They were obviously distraught to be torn away from him, especially when he could use guidance now so she started to secretly watch over him when she could. they became a guardian angel of sorts

- behind the scenes she’s been trying to find a way to get back to earth for him

- Started her studies to become a “better servant of god” which then in turn made her a guardian Angel of sorts

- they desperately want to help Crowley choose (mostly heaven but it’s a guilty thought for them) so he isn’t stuck in this terrible limbo between

- Azi isn’t respected in heaven, but he holds out hope and never lets it get him down. they’re the good guys, so whatever they do has reason :) (oh yeah, she’s got trauma too. very very blinded. she struggles to understand why Crowley won’t pick a side, but she loves him anyway)

#gomens #gomens au #my au #YAYAYAY #i’m having a lot of fun with this one #yeah there’s more about crowley because he is my boiest boi but there will be more info an azi’s character later i promise #eden is going slightly insane #aziracrow

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