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noushienoushnoush · 7 months

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Once again, I sit here in absolute awe of David Tennant and Michael Sheen's acting. (And also the writing for this show.)

Let's talk about S1 E6 of Good Omens, shall we? (spoilers incoming, *in Crowley's mocking tone* obviously.)

Something that absolutely went over my head the first time I watched this episode was how masterfully they fooled us about the body swap. It's a wonderful surprise the first time around, but when you re-watch the episode, certain things makes you question why Crowley acted the way he did at the trial, and same with Azirophale in Heaven. Something seemed off the whole time. And during my first watch, I took it as "oh, they're probably both nervous about what's to come." But noooo, I was dead wrong.

Here's some amazing hints that conveyed, in the most subtle way, that maybe these two supernatural beings were not in their usual bodies.

The Ice Cream Stand

From the moment they go to the ice cream stand, Aziraphale's face looks rather stressed and serious. It's rather out of the ordinary for Aziraphale, there's always a sense of emotional vulnerability in his eyes, but in this scene, there's none of that. He looks around and scans the surrounding, the way Crowley always does. He walks around Crowley, the way Crowley always does around Aziraphale.

In fact, what would be expected of the real Aziraphale would be a stiff stand and some kind of nervous smile, and at least a bit of anticipation for eating ice cream. But who do we smiling instead? "Crowley". (Putting the quotations there because of course they have switched bodies before going to the ice cream stand.) And look at how David smiles here. It's a tight smile after receiving the ice cream cone, the kind that Aziraphale would give in appreciation if he was interacting with the ice cream person (which, he technically is, in Crowley's body.) If David was acting as the real Crowley, we would have had more of grin and maybe a slight tilt of the head even.

It's such a subtle thing but my god does it makes such a big difference and shows how much David and Michael know about each other's characters and I can't even-

Reaction to Gabriel Entering the Scene

Firstly, we have a close up of Aziraphale's hand and Crowley still adjusting to how the angel's body moves and functions (which can be easily taken as adjusting to the tight grip of the rope. Honestly, it's probably a bit of both).

Then Gabriel enters and what we would naturally expect is Aziraphale losing his shit by adjusting in his seat nervously, checking to make sure he looks okay, and loads of anxiety in his voice. But we get none of that. He doesn't even nervously laugh at Gabriel's joke, just gives the slightest little twitch, the kind Crowley would give when he's stressed. There's not a hint of nervousness in his eyes, as if his emotions are tucked away, something Crowley is quite good at.

Holy Water/ Eternal Fire

When Eric shows up from Hell with the eternal fire, the real Aziraphale would've been utterly surprised, but the one sitting down just watches Eric come in as if he was expecting the demon. In fact, if you look closely, everyone reacts to the fire EXCEPT Eric and "Aziraphale".

And when Michael looks at the fire in his subtle (and brilliant) way, the look can be read as both our angel looking reflectively at the very thing that could destroy him AND as our demon in the angel's body holding back the anger that he feels when he sees that this is what they were going to do to his best friend had they not switched bodies.

And can't forget the iconic scene of the roar with the fire spitting out. That is such a Crowley move and so out of character for Aziraphale!!

And we can see the sheer joy as his eyes glow in a shade of yellow awfully similar to Crowley's. I mean that grin is also literally Crowley?!

Lastly, we have the moment where Gabriel says "shut up and die already" and rewatching the show with context of how angry Crowley was at this statement, I can literally feel Crowley's anger in Aziraphale's body here. Michael how do you this? My two brain cells are literally going brrr.

Meanwhile, in Hell, when Archangel Michael enters the scene with the holy water, Crowley looks back and is genuinely surprised, but really it's Azirophale, in Crowley's body, who's like "wait a minute, Michael?!" The real Crowley wouldn't have been surprised even one bit. He'd probably make a snarky remark in fact about something like how Heaven and Hell are not that different after all.

Tone of Voice & Dialogue

It's just all so perfect. I remember reading on Neil's Tumblr that Aziraphale generally speaks with every word in every sentence pronounced perfectly and in an almost bookish way. Crowley, on the other hand, mumbles a lot of his words. They role off the tongue very quickly. There's a peculiar snake-like vibe to the way he speaks.

But during the trial? Crowley doesn't make a single super snarky remark or mumble his words. He stands quite straight (no putting his weight on one knee or slithering around) and the way he speaks is awfully similar to Aziraphale.

"Well, yes, um..." (87.5% of Aziraphale's sentences start like this lol)

"I don't suppose in the nine circles of Hell, there's such a thing as a rubber duck?" (Crowley level snarky yes but Crowley already knows that it doesn't exist, so he would've framed it differently if it was really him speaking. This is very much peak "unexpectedly funny" Aziraphale humor.)

Also, I think the very first hint we have about the body swap, as far as dialogue goes, is when "Crowley" is knocked to the ground and says "It's not a problem. It's a tickety-boo." Just cracks me up cause again, that's something our southern pansy Aziraphale would say.

And then there's the whole scene at the park after the fact, but this post is already long enough as is lol.

I hope I'm not repeating something that another person has already mentioned. I'm just mesmerized by David and Michael's acting and Neil's writing is all. Honestly, there so many other micro moments I didn't cover. And my 2 am brain doesn't have energy for making GIFs, I hope the still images will do. Alt Text will be added soon as well.

#i literally don't know if anyone will read this but i need to vent it out #ineffable husbands #ineffablle plan #good omens #michael sheen #aziracrow #crowley #david tennant #good omens spoilers #acting? chef's kiss #production? chef's kiss #writing? chef's kiss #directing? chef's kiss

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bluntandsaucy · 5 days

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the black dog is so ineffable husbands i'm sorry

#you were someone who until recent events i shared my secrets with #i just don't understand how you don't miss me #OLD HABITS DIE SCREAMING #i may never open up the way i did for you #you said i needed a brave man and proceeded to play him #now i wanna sell my house and set fire to all my clothes and hire a priest to come exorcise my demons #tail between your legs you're leaving #aziraphale #crowley #ineffabl #ineffable husbands #ineffable divorcees #azir #aziracrow #good omens

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forineffablereasons · 4 years

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crowley feels so safe and protected!! aziraphale feels so warm and protective!! it’s good for both of them

#good omens #ineffabls husbands

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generallynerdy · 4 years

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#SaveCrowley (Monster Hunter!Ineffable Husbands & F!Reader)

Summary: Anthony J. Crowley did not want to be here, in an abandoned house in the middle of the night. And he certainly did not want to be the first to check out the crash in the hallway. It’s probably a rat, he told himself again. Just a rat. OH FUCK--

Requested by & Anon: I had an idea (just so you know, I also sent this to another blog , but I'm not sure when they'll post it/ I can't remember who it was) for a monster hunter! AU where reader is Crowley's sister and she and Az go monster hunting all the time! And, like, Crowley doesn't believe in the supernatural, but he's pretty sure his sister and best friend are gonna die without him, so he goes with them every time. So, like, Crowley is the skeptic, Reader is the instigator, and Az is like an excited puppy

Key: (Y/N) - your name Warnings: it’s really short, idk if this is exactly like the request, i’m not good at writing good omens it’s been a while since i watched, cursing, is this a Human!AU? No one knows Word Count: 920

Note: high key might not write good omens after these requests,,,there’s a lot of stuff i don’t super vibe with writing wise at the moment lmao but i wanted to get this done. ALSO since crowley and aziraphale use he/him in this fic it’s titled & tagged Ineffable Husbands, but i’m 100% willing to use any pronouns for them in the future

“Aziraphale! Hurry up, we’re gonna miss sundown!”

The voice that called into the bookstore was that of a sweet young woman, a sweet young woman who had practically ruined her brother’s life.

“Coming, dear girl,” Aziraphale replied.

He sauntered vaguely down into the main area of his store, finding that his two best friends were already there, waiting for him. (Y/N) looked raring to go, as usual, but her brother was less than pleased.

Anthony J. Crowley did not want to be here. He didn’t want to go into an abandoned building at midnight and he certainly didn’t want to spend his time searching for monsters that didn’t exist.

“Come now, Crowley, you look miserable,” Aziraphale teased.

“You know damn well that I am,” he huffed.

(Y/N) snorted and elbowed her brother. “Come on, Ant. We always have so much fun in creepy houses at midnight.”

“I hate you.”

“You do not!”

“Enough, enough,” Aziraphale chided. “(Y/N) and I are going regardless of your participation, my dear boy, so you may as well tag along.”

Crowley sighed. “I’d rather die in a fire, angel.”

(Y/N) grinned maniacally. “Come with us and maybe you will.”

Her brother stuck his tongue out at her, while Aziraphale fondly rolled his eyes. It was the same thing every time they went hunting.

Aziraphale and (Y/N) were firm believers in the supernatural. It had all started when (Y/N) found a video of monster hunters online. She joked that the three of them could make a career out of it. Crowley got a good laugh. Aziraphale took it seriously.

So, here they were, three idiots who regularly hunted for monsters in mysterious places around the world.

“Where do you find these places?” Crowley hissed as (Y/N) shoved the door open.

He kept watch as she broke into a broken down house a few hours away from the bookstore. Aziraphale stood nearby, humming to himself and making Crowley uneasy.

“Online mostly,” (Y/N) shrugged, entering the pitch black entrance hall.

(They’d gotten permission to enter from the building’s owners, but (Y/N) had requested the pleasure of getting to ‘break the seal,’ as she put it. It made for excellent footage.)

She lifted her phone as they trekked further into the house, as she was already...what did she call it? Live-streaming? Eh, Crowley didn’t know. He and Aziraphale were rubbish with technology, which drove (Y/N) up the wall, especially after they became somewhat internet famous for their monster-hunting.

“Supposedly a little girl was killed by her father in this house,” (Y/N) said into the phone, her voice hushed and menacing. “And now, it’s haunted by her ghost and army of ghouls, set out to get revenge on anyone who steps into her house.”

Aziraphale piped up from behind her. “(Y/N) says ghouls because ghosts are the lingering spirit of a person, but a ghoul tends to be lacking a soul, simply an empty vessel.”

“Thank you!” (Y/N) chirped. “Here we are!”

They entered a child’s bedroom and Crowley grimaced.

“Right. And you think we’ll make the ghoul mad by sitting in her bedroom, that’s brilliant,” he drawled.

“Ghost,” his friends corrected immediately.

“Ngk,” Crowley grumbled, waving them off.

Just as they were getting settled in for the night, a crash came from down the hall.

They all shared wide-eyed looks and, out of the corner of his eye, Crowley saw the comments on (Y/N)’s livestream multiply.

“Oh wonderful!” Aziraphale gasped. “Crowley, you go first, let us see what we’ve disturbed, hm?”

Crowley gave him a flat look. “A rat, probably.”

“Shut up and get a move on,” his sister hissed, already pushing the both of them toward the door.

“Why do I always have to go first?”

She scoffed. “Because the skeptics always get killed first.”

“I hate you,” he muttered just as they reached the corner of the hall outside the bedroom.

Carefully, he ducked his head around, Aziraphale and (Y/N) mimicking his actions. There were three doors there, but all of them were shut. There was nothing and no one in the hallway, just as he’d expected. He rolled his eyes as (Y/N) sighed a little.

“It came from further down the hall!” Aziraphale whispered fiercely. “The furthest door!”

“Well, go on!” (Y/N) said, shoving him.

“Ridiculous, the both of you,” Crowley mumbled, walking despite himself. “I swear, one of these days I’ll--”

The door flew open, slamming against the wall and sending Crowley leaping out of his skin. He shrieked-- honestly shrieked-- and threw himself back against his sister and boyfriend.

“OH FUCK! SATAN BLESS IT!” he hissed.

Aziraphale and (Y/N) burst into laughter, a noise echoed by four little voices in the doorway.

“I hate every last one of you!”

“Oh, sorry, did I not mention the kids were joining us?” (Y/N) asked gleefully. “My mistake.”

He glared daggers at her. “You especially.”

“Please, dear boy, you adore us,” Aziraphale teased, knowing full well Crowley wasn’t yelling at him. “This way, Adam, Pepper, Wensleydale, Brian--”

He shuffled the children into the old bedroom, while (Y/N) laughed again as she captured Crowley’s dry, blank look. She couldn’t stop, seeing as he was staring into her phone’s camera like he was on the Office.

“Next time, I’ll just stab you,” he muttered.

She rolled her eyes. “In front of your angel? Unlikely. C’mon, we still have 8 hours before dawn!”

#SaveCrowley was trending the next day.

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freshlyburntsage · 4 years

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Hi, I've been dead here not posting anything, but HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Do not repost.

#sage draws #my art #ineffable husbands #ineffabls husbands good omens #good omens #aziraphale #aziraphale good omens #crowley #crowley good omens #aziracrow #aziraphale x crowley #crowley x aziraphale #principality aziraphale #good omens fanart #art #fanart

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rachel-maneko · 4 years

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Ineffable husbands and their ineffablity strike again!

This is one of my favourite lines in the book and you can’t stop me from making a shit comic out of it

#good omens #ineffable husbands #the ineffable husbands #ineffable spouses #crowley #aziraphale #good omens textpost #good omens comic #fan comic #beelzebub #the ineffable plan

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intruality-overlord · 5 years

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The real ineffablity about the ineffable husbands:

Every single love song ever written is actually about Aziraphale and Crowley.

Fight me.

#good omens #ineffable husbands #aziraphale #crowley

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athenasdragon · 5 years

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my good omens fic masterpost

This is from newest to oldest, and the oldest are book!verse but should carry over well for newer fans. I will edit this post as I write more!

ineffable husbands ficlets: A collection of feel-good ineffabls husbands ficlets, mostly from Tumblr requests! See notes for individual descriptions. These ficlets are mostly fluff with some light hurt-comfort. Ace!Aziraphale and ace!Crowley compliant. I’ll keep updating this as I answer more prompts.

Ineffable husbands, fluff and hurt/comfort

light is an invitation to happiness: Crowley thought he knew what it meant to fall. He had experience, after all, falling from heaven, falling out of the Almighty’s favor. That is why he was so surprised to realize that he had been falling for Aziraphale for nearly six thousand years.

The realization came in a tiny cell in France during the Reign of Terror when Aziraphale turned, haloed by the light streaming through the tiny window, and uttered Crowley’s name with as much reverence as he had ever used to address the Divine. By that point he had been falling for a long time, but it was the first time he recognized the swooping sensation in his stomach as vertigo.

Ineffable husbands, ace!Aziraphale and Crowley, first kiss, tv!verse

Career Day: Adam convinces Aziraphale and Crowley to come to his school for Career Day.

Gen, book!verse

lend a hand: Aziraphale gets hurt and Crowley has to keep cool.

Ineffable husbands, established relationship, hurt/comfort, limb loss

Only the Good Die Young: A malfunctioning radio turns a lazy Sunday afternoon into something else entirely. (oh god I wrote this so long ago I find it lowkey embarassing now but here we are)

Ineffable husbands, crack, Billy Joel

Nerd Bird and Car Demon: Hell isn't happy about Crowley's role in the Apocawasn't. No one is happy with the punishment. Basically your classic hurt/comfort in the aftermath of severe hellish torture.

(In the last month since the show dropped, this has become my most popular fic on AO3 by far)

Ineffable husbands, gore & limb loss, hurt/comfort, first time (fade to black)

#good omens #good omens tv #good omens fic #ineffable husbands #fic recs #good omens fic rec #aziraphale #anthony j crowley #athena fic tag

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linipik · 1 month

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Angel Crowley and Aziraphale in Before the Beginning Reanimated

#good omens #good omens fanart #ineffablle husband #animation #2d animation #aziraphale #crowley #fanart #i dont animate often but when i do i try my goddamn best

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dragon-cookies · 5 years

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okay but consider the following:

Would War x Pollution’s ship name be called Chemical Warfare

And if Crowley x Aziraphale’s ship name wasn’t Ineffabl/e/ Husband/s/, would it be called Holy Hell

#thank you @themanwiththesnaketattoo for letting me bounce that last one off you #dc talks #text post #good omens

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ao3feed-goodomens · 5 years

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ineffable husbands ficlets

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2xsDJls

by athenasdragon

A collection of feel-good ineffabls husbands ficlets, mostly from Tumblr requests! See notes for individual descriptions. These ficlets are mostly fluff with some light hurt-comfort. Ace!Aziraphale and ace!Crowley compliant.

Words: 1300, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens)

Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens)

Additional Tags: Mild Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, New Year's Eve, Protective Crowley, Cuddling & Snuggling, Post-Canon

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2xsDJls

#ao3feed #fanfic #Good Omens

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thorsthot · 6 years

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Love Lost - Thor

This contains INFINITY WAR SPOILERS

@jonsnowisthesexiestbastard said: Hi, can I submit you a fic request ? So it's a Thor x human reader during Infinity War. She is an Avenger married to Thor and they have a child but they were on Earth during Ragnarok so she thinks he is dead. Then when Thor come to Wakanda and she is happy to see him but she end up in dust at the end. I dont know if it make sense so you can change some details if you like. Also I really love your work thank you ❤❤

Warnings: Probably some tears! 1.5k words

Authors Note: Bitch I cried. Also, yeah I used actual lines from the movie. Also sorry this took so long!

“I don’t know what happened,” Bruce continued. “I fought Thanos and then next I knew I was here.”

Bruce told you the story about what happened to him during the last four or so years, plus seeing Thor and going to Asgard for the first time. It was a long story, but he explained what happened on Sakaar and how Ragnarok and Hela destroyed Asgard. How they’d finally thought they had a safe haven, but Thanos came in looking for the Tesseract.

Your heart sank. You’d hoped Thor was out there somewhere, but it wasn’t likely. So many different scenarios ran through your mind. There had to be a sign of him out there somewhere. Plus, how would you tell your child? She’d be heartbroken if she found out her father was dead.

“So, he’s dead?” You choked out, trying not to cry in front of everyone, but even that was hard.

“I’m not saying that.” He looked at you with weary eyes, “But there could be a possibility.”

Your heart felt heavy. You couldn’t control your breathing. It felt like the air was leaving your body and the walls were caving in. You could feel every word Bruce spoke in your chest.

“Listen, Thanos could beat me and he only had one infinity stone,” He stood up, his voice more serious in tone. “If he got the Tesseract he’s even more powerful.”

“And who knows how many stones he’ll have by the time he gets here.” Steve buts in. By now all the sorrow made your blood boil. You were experiencing so many different emotions. Your jaw clenched, and your hands balled into fists.

“And if he has five out of six infinity stones, he’s even more powerful than before.” Bruce went on.

“That’s why we have to destroy the mind stone.” Wanda looks down at her hands.

“We could do it without killing vision, think about it.” He looks around, surveying the room.

“There’s a bit of Jarvis, Ultron, Tony, me; the stone.”

“So, what you’re saying is Vision isn’t just the stone?” Wanda asks, wholeheartedly. Honestly, she was relieved that she wouldn’t have to hurt vision.

“I’m saying we take out the stone, there’s a whole lot of vision left.”

“Can we do that?” Nat asks.

“Not me,” He pauses, “Not here.”

“Well, you better find someone and somewhere fast.” Rhodey states.

“I know somewhere,” Steve replies.

“I’m going to kill that purple fucker if it’s the last thing I do.” You speak out after silence.

Battle time, well, it’d already started. Weird space monsters were killing themselves to get within the perimeter. She was far away but you could feel that weird blue alien bitch smirking. You were sure your heart was pumping out of your chest. But you wanted payback. What else could you do besides fight? For your sake, your daughter's sake and the sake of the universe.

You know that feeling you get when you can literally feel and see the world spinning? You didn’t have that feeling. Instead, it felt like the world was still. The trees weren’t making a sound. The only sound there was, was the sound of people fighting for their lives. It’s funny because on any other mission you knew it wasn’t the end. But the possibility that this could be the end terrified you.

You were sore and tired. Running from the government every day sucked, but you hoped it would all come to an end. A peaceful end. But life’s full of surprises. It wore you out. The aliens kept multiplying and you were sick of kicking and punching everything that goes in your way.

That’s when he showed up; the man of your dreams. In a big gust of lighting and thunder, he sent everyone back in ablaze. You knew it was him. You knew how powerful he could become. A new ax whirled around, slashing through every alien in its wake. It was an entrance that truly couldn’t be topped.

He stood there, a raccoon on his shoulder and a tree? You knew space had to be full of surprises. And the long story that Banner was adamant about telling you furthered that. Everyone watched as this handsome god you called your husband arrived to save the day. You felt much safer now that he was here. Now knowing he was alive and well. You missed him.

“Thor!” You screamed, running over to him. You jumped up into his arms, and he caught you. Spinning you around, you kiss him.

You could taste the longing and the hurt all inside a simple kiss. A single tear ran down your cheek. You broke the kiss, wiping the tear away.

“My princess,” He cups your face and looks into your eyes.

“Is your eye a different color?” You inquire.

“Long story. But now, we have a war to win.” He says, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” And you two continued the fight, side by side until most of the alien bastards were gone. And you had to admit, the raccoon and tree were kicking major ass.

You all traveled to the forest area, while Thor and others stayed back. The only sound was that of the trees whistling in the wind. It was an eerie feeling that didn’t settle too well with you. You could feel the sense of danger erupt in your stomach. You could hear your heart beating rapidly. The wind was blowing and it felt old.

Through a fiery burst of a blue cloud of smoke, out came that purple bitch. He was tall and big, walking through like he owned the goddamn place. His aura was violent yet yearning like he’d lost something. But that didn’t matter. He was here now, and you could feel the slight uncertainty in the air.

“Cap. That’s him.” Bruce warned.

“Eyes up. Stay sharp.” Cap confirmed, running up.

You all ran up to him, one by one. But with the flick of his wrist, he sent you all spirling, cemented in your places. Different colors of the infinity stones surrounded your bodies as you were sent flying away. He had five out of six stones. If he got to vision, it’d be over.

Being thrown down, you watched as Vision pleaded with Wanda to destroy the stone. She was the only one to do it. It is for the best. You watched as the red streak appeared from her hands, preparing to destroy the stone. Everything felt like it was going in slow motion. All of you laid there, watching as Thanos approached the two. Wanda fed him off using her other hand.

You gasped as the mind stone erupted from Visions forehead, sending his body slumping to the side.

“I understand, my child,” Thanos started. “Better than anyone.”

“You could never.” Wanda was distraught. In the span of a couple years, she’d lost her brother, and now her lover.

“Today, I lost more than you could know.” He pats her on the head. “But now is no time to mourn.”

The words he spoke were near malicious. He spoke with such high class and sincerity, you wondered how he’d ever come to this decision.

“Now, is no time at all.” He balled his fist and turned it. A green circle appeared around it.

It was amazing, yet horrible. With a simple turn, he reversed the time, bringing vision back together. He grabbed ahold of his neck, bringing him up. And as if he was picking flowers, picked the stone from Visions forehead. Dropping him and placing the stone in the gauntlet. Energy surged through his veins. He was powerful now. There was no stopping him.

Thor threw his ax at Thanos, flying it into his chest. Thanos dropped to his knees as Thor flew over to him.

“I told you,” He grabbed the back of his head. “You die for this.”

Edging the ax deeper into him, you felt the stress come off your shoulders and you could finally move. You got up and slowly walked over to the scene. It was over, finally over.

“You should have. You,” Thanos spoke, breathlessly. “You should have gone for the head.”

You felt unwanted tears escape your eyes. It was the end. There was a 50/50 chance that you, Thor, your daughter, or anyone could die right down. He snapped his fingers and you couldn’t feel anything. It was like everything had stopped. The gauntlet was charred around his hand.

“What did you do?” Thor repeated. Without an answer, Thanos disappeared back into the cloud.

“Where’d he go?” Steve asks, walking back onto the scene. “Thor, where’d he go?”

“Steve?” You watched as Bucky whisked away in dust. The gun he was holding dropped as his body disappeared. You felt something rise through you. It was uncomfortable, and you needed it to stop.

“Thor, baby.” You fell silent, it was over, endgame.

“Y/N, my love,” Thor reached out for you, but in the time it took, like that, you were gone.

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