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ridiculoser06 · 8 months
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I beg.
Aziraphale.
Fem.
In.
In that.
Please.
God.
WE WERE ROBBED 😔
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ridiculoser06 · 8 months
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Can’t see the stars ~ Good Omens★
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I got a comment on Ao3 and I’ve been crying about it for like 3 hours now. (I don’t get compliments very often.)
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Aziraphale lay looking up at God's magnificent galaxy. All those pretty lights made just for those little humans.
"Aren't they just wonderful? All those planets, and yet here we are. Our Earth.” Aziraphale said, sighing, stunned by the world's beauty "And to think that we helped build some of this. It’s mesmerising, we are such an integral part of this world Crowley. It really makes you thankful for creation- doesn't it?"
Crowley lay by Aziraphale, looking up and seeing nothing, tears began to form in his eyes.
"You made that one." Aziraphale glanced at Crowley and saw tears running down her cheeks. "... I remember... it was beautiful wasnt it?"Aziraphale nodded slowly, agreeing but confused.
"Is something the matter?" Aziraphale turned their head to Crowley "All that above us- and you're-"
"I can't see the stars." Crowley hissed angrily, he put his arm over his eyes "I built- some of all that. I built a lot of that!" He gestured upwards, but looked to Aziraphale "And- They- God took away my- they won’t even-" he choked on his words, he rubbed tears out of his eyes "won't even let me see them." He said, deeply pained.
"You... can't see them at all?"
"I don't have very good eyesight." Crowley hissed, still angry but not specifically at Aziraphale. "I don't see much. And the stars are one thing I can't see! I can't fucking see them because they're too far away and they're too small!!! I never understood why I was tasked with building all those breath-taking star systems only for them to be a fucking speck in their night sky!” Crowley scoffed.
“You try and question it- you ask a simple question of Why?” Crowley laughed “you’re tossed thousands of feet out the sky into a pool of boiling sulphur. Absolutely pointless. Stupid universe.”
"I'm so sorry, Crowley." The way Aziraphale said Crowley's name sent goosebumps up the demons arms, it was melodic and soft- a certain sincerity that Crowley had never found in anyone else in the entire universe.
Crowley sighed, sending a shiver up his spine "I shouldn't get so annoyed. It's not like it'll do anything" he began to calm.
"I could describe them to you!" Aziraphale said, excitedly he took out a book from his satchel.
"Why do you have that?" Crowley couldn't help but crack a smile.
"I've been studying astronomy. You like the stars- so I thought I'd read up." Aziraphale said, opening the book at the index.
"Well.. what would you like to-"
Crowley budged closer to Aziraphale "the one you helped me with."
Aziraphale flicked through pages "There it is. Alpha Centauri... 4.367 light years away the star-"
Aziraphale read to Crowley and Crowley gladly listened, trying his best to remember his stars.
"One day... we should go off together. You and me Angel. Up there- into the stars." Crowley was looking up. "The humans don't know what they're missing."
Aziraphale rested his head on Crowley's shoulder.
"That sounds amazing." Aziraphale smiled, a shiver creeped up his spine. Aziraphale wasn’t actually listening to everything after Angel. Angel. Of course, that was what he was, he’d been called an Angel before- he was an Angel. But the way Crowley said it, the slight flick of the tongue when he spoke, the devilish smile- it made Aziraphale weak. If his mind wasn’t so sober he may’ve confessed his undying love in that very moment- if he wasn’t the being he was he would’ve asked Crowley to marry him.
”Angel is a human term of endearment." He thought to himself, “I wonder if Crowley knows that… if I tell him- will he never call me Angel again… perhaps I’ll let him figure that out himself.”
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ridiculoser06 · 7 months
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Liking my own posts then being surprised by the notification.
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ridiculoser06 · 9 months
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WE COULDVE HAD IT ALLLL!!!!!
(I can’t stop thinking about how we could’ve had fem Aziraphale and Crowley in the 60s.)
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ridiculoser06 · 9 months
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Stop softboyisifying my guy.
He‘a an Angel. You ken what biblical angels look like? Onion rings way eyes. Horrifying. Imagine ur onion ring staring back at you. Bad enough they’ve got onion in them.
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ridiculoser06 · 7 months
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Like I know the whole thing with Bright Young Things is like you don’t need money to be happy but I am so pissed off at Adam. He cannot treat Nina right. Nina should be with me on GOD.
Adam literally does not try to make money. And when he does come into money he gambles it away like the stupid prick he is. Multiple times this happens. I HATE MEN!!! And to Ginger of all people!!! Come onnnn! Poor Nina, she deserves a nice life, she shouldn’t be in that munitions factory. Adam makes me punch walls. I can’t stop watching this film but when it comes to an Adam gambling scene I actually start punching my pillow. You just know that in the very end Adam did NOT get a job. Lazy butthead.
Side note I hate Ginger. It’s conflicting because he’s David Tennant but he makes me ENRAGED. Also why did Adam give him all the money like at least keep 4K for yourself big man. You have a child and a wife to feed.
Michael Sheen’s line delivery per usual making me want to throw myself off of a bridge (in a good way) he’s so UGAHHUUHA he’s so 😍🤤 Miles crying felt like someone was grinding my heart up into teeny tiny little pieces then ramming the heel of their shoe into the pieces crushing them further it into a fine sand-like powder, then snorting it as if it was crack straight off the ground it’s been crushed into.
Miles. My angel. My boy. My love and my life. My heart and my soul. My darling and my dearest. He’s so perfect. I could live a hundred years and never watch this film again yet on my deathbed my final thoughts will be of him. I will think about him every day until my memories are scrambled together and my brain is the same consistency as porridge.
Young Michael Sheen sets me off like this. I’ve not been the same since watching this film.
Also the fact that we don’t know what happens to Miles or Aggie in the very end is eating me up. Like I get Miles got outed and I get that Agatha’s in the loony bin but like what happened to them during/after the war. This is why I write fanfiction.
✿Tl;dr- I’m gonna write bright young things fan fiction. ✿
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