i’ve been seeing so many people talking about when Aziraphale and Crowley fell in love with each other and my honest feelings are that they were in love from the first moment - when they were angels and Crowley was creating the nebulae, you can see the twinkle of hope in Aziraphale’s eye at the hope of Crowley calling them beautiful and the disappointment of realising that he was calling the nebulae beautiful.
i think this is the moment that Crowley realised that he was in love with Aziraphale - on the wall of Eden, debating whether he had done the right thing and Aziraphale the wrong, funny isn’t it? if they both got it wrong - but couldn’t accept that he loved an Angel or anything associated with Heaven, possibly not even accepting that he could feel something so overwhelmingly positive as love. so i think he failed to continue to acknowledge the fact that he felt that way. when he is trying to set up Nina and Maggie to fall in love - the rain, the shelter, the vavoom! - it’s a projection and i think it takes seeing them react negatively to the situation that makes Crowley realise he is projecting, he thinks that will make them fall in love because it made it him fall in love. that’s his realisation of “oh god, i’m in love with Aziraphale” which of course, consequently leads up to the ending we all know and love..?
this is a very popular opinion, i think this is the moment Aziraphale realised he was in love with Crowley. Crowley had just performed such a miracle (no pun intended) in protecting not only them but also his books, something that means almost more than anything to Aziraphale. the gratitude he felt towards Crowley in that moment and the sheer appreciation for him and his devilish ways (pun intended) captured Aziraphale in that moment i believe and made him come to his senses and realise he was in love.
i also feel the necessity to mention that i believe that’s part of the reason why Aziraphale is so set on labelling Crowley as a “nice” demon, he can’t believe that he’s fallen in love with a demon - which is probably why it took him so long to accept the fact that he did indeed love Crowley - it gives him a means to justify his feelings for Crowley, because surely it isn’t so bad to fall in love with a demon if they are a nice demon… right?
anyways there’s my good omens brain rot of the day, sorry to only continue to break your hearts but i’m dragging you all down with me in the agonising wait for s3
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i think i always thought if we got a kiss in good omens crowley would have his glasses off and it would be a hello to the rest of their actually peaceful, happy and quiet lives together on earth.
instead we got a kiss that was a goodbye to everything they’d known for the last six thousand years, full of anger and desperation, and crowley’s eyes hiding behind the shield he never used with aziraphale.
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#scenesfromaficillneverwrite
She can’t do this again, not with him. She can’t let them throw their entire lives out of sync because she’s in love with a stubborn asshole who won’t let her speak or explain herself, so she forces herself to move away from the hotel room door.
“You know what? I’m done fighting with you Steven, I’m done begging you to just listen, and I’m done begging you to love me.” She walks towards him as she says it, pushing through and talking a little too fast because if he interrupts her she’ll never get it all out. “Firstly, I never slept with Micheal and I wasn’t going to. You know how pushy he is, I needed a ride and he decided he needed something in return.” Steven opens his mouth and she shushes him, holding up a finger.
“And second, I don’t know what your problem has been these past several months, but it’s like you’ve completely given up on us-on me. I love you, and I’ve been willing to compromise on ninety percent of the things we’ve talked about because you actually talked to me Steven, but this-“ she gestures angrily to his presence as she steps back towards the door, “this is not the man I fell in love with, the man who can’t even tell me if he wants a future with me or not.” She hates the fact that just talking to him makes her cry, but she pushes through anyways, and opens the hotel room door.
“So if you don’t want us anymore, you can leave. If you can’t possibly imagine a year into the future to decide if you want me in it, then you can leave. I refuse to beg you to treat me like the woman you once claimed to love.” She leaves the door standing wide open and goes back to her horrible bed and sits.
Of course he doesn’t say a word, just looks between her and the door a few times, eyes wide behind his shades.
“Jackie-“
“No. Make a choice, if I’m not what you want anymore, if you’re not willing to at least meet me halfway, then we can go back to how we were before we got together and we can pretend the last two years never happened.”
“We hated each other two years ago.”
She doesn’t utter a word about how she never hated him, about how she’d always admired him, especially for his honesty.
Neither of them speak for a moment, and she almost jumps when Steven moves.
Towards the door.
Biting her lip to keep from crying, or spitting out hateful words she’ll regret tomorrow because no matter what she still loves him, Jackie sits still, watching the love of her life walk away.
Steven pauses when he gets to the door, his hand on the knob and she just wishes he’d slam it already so she could cry.
And slam it he does, only he’s on this side of it, and he’s locking the door and he’s bounding across the room to the bed, taking off his glasses as he goes. He tosses them on the bed and sits down next to her, and says the seven words she’s longed to hear.
“Okay Jackie, let’s talk about the future.”
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i just. i just…FUCK. i just really want harrowhark to go sicko mode when she realizes john has the power to resurrect whoever he wants he just chooses not to and even after learning about his own blood daughter he still doesn’t resurrect her he just makes her a construct. i would be alecto-levels of grief-stricken-enraged if my childhood nemesis/guard dog/whipping girl/codependent lesbian situationship that i lobotomized over/suicide-pact soulmate/only friend was suddenly here but not here haunting her own dead body and the only reason she’s present is because she was made into a fascist killing machine for a man with a power kink, and she’s not even happy about it but she’s going through the motions because all she knows of love is to be useful. (forever your sword.) and if i was harrow and i died and then came back to myself after switching bodies with the human cage holding the earth’s soul and realized all of this, i think i too would be accompanying the earth’s soul on her shoulder to go kill a man with eclipse-eyes and criminal levels of nonchalance. y’know. the one who guarded g1deon but not me, lord. the one who was so sure i had never seen that which lies insensate and with stilled mind, lord, who did not realize i was a lock and there was a key in the shape of a girl, lord. the one who looked me dead in the eye and told me i could never have my cavalier back, lord. the cavalier who came back haunted and empty and incomplete by your hand, lord.
i’m so team ‘harrowhark saves gideon for real this time not because she wants her cav but because she wants her other half’ i might lose my mind about it
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oooooo white people in my replies really saying ‘I can excuse racism but I draw the line at homophobia’
Not surprised since this is the site that only talks about racism and thinks it’s a big deal when they see it demonstrated in the cartoons and comics they like *coughs* dungeonmeshi *coughs* (for example at least. I haven’t seen THIS many white ppl talk as in depth about racism on here as much as these fandom nerds, man. I stg. Like “Ohhhh, so you all DO acknowledge that racism is real? Just not in real life even if you could feel it slapping you in the face at high speed. Gotcha.” It’s crazy.
Tumblr is like, 90% white and is extremely centered around them. That’s why you barely see stuff that’s important to black and brown people ever trending here or being talked about. It has to be something incredibly huge to the point where even white people can’t ignore it like they usually do, to talk about it here.
They only talked about George Floyd here because the topic of his death became world news. Even people in other countries were talking about it. Before him, it was probably Ferguson and Trayvon Martin… most of them are still trying their best to ignore the genocides because it’s a “touchy subject.” What do you expect from white people who live in their own bubbles of comfort and refuse to pop it with a needle??? They find comfort in their privilege and faux ignorance (they love playing stupid to avoid conversations about important things outside of fandoms like, are these mfs born with half a brain dedicated to fandom or what.) That’s literally all these mfs make a big deal out of, especially on this annoying ass platform. The ao3 mfs will go to war for the site that allows racist ff and cp like it’s no big deal. I wonder how many people here even donated to the site while actively scrolling past dono posts from folks who really do need help. They act like they’re doing a civil service by defending this site that makes over the amount of it’s intended dono goal in minutes.
Then you already know as soon as you even bring up racism in the stuff they like, they start ganging up and harassing black bloggers especially, calling them TERFs and the whole nine. Anything to make that person look bad for being concerned about the racism that they have such an intense aversion to. God, it’s absolutely exhausting knowing that these people would have no problem choosing a cartoon character over your entire existence if they COULD. Isn’t that fucking sad, man?
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Fandom Gripe #23: I know that fandom is in some deep denial about its treatment of female characters that are canonically involved with fan favorite m/m ships, but do y’all realize that when you disappear female characters from the narrative wholesale to push the idea that your canonically straight fav was “secretly gay all along!” you’re making several bad implications? That 1) bi men don’t exist, 2) bi men do exist, but those who have genuinely loved a woman before cannot genuinely love a man after that (therefore bi men don’t exist in practice), 3) women cannot inspire genuine love and devotion in men, therefore any relationship with a woman is “lesser” than the one they later have a man (see previous parenthesis), or 4) to acknowledge the existence of a lovable woman who isn’t a terrible person, where if a relationship previously existed, it did not end because of “incompatibility,” is enough to destabilize the present relationship between two queer men?
Because why is the tgcf fandom allergic to acknowledging that He Xuan had a whole ass fiancée that he loved? Why does no one ever seem to remember that the kidnappings and murders of He Xuan’s sister and fiancée were the final straws that sent him on his rampage, and he still keeps a shrine to them in the present-day of the story? Why is her entire existence and significance to He Xuan as a man, character, and to his character arc disappeared in favor of pushing Shi Qingxuan—the brother of the man responsible for his fiancée’s death—into that same role, as if to say that her impact on He Xuan is significant... just not when it's from her? Why does He Xuan’s life in fandom essentially begin not just after her death but because of it?
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With the enormous sense of relief I had at the Season 3 renewal announcement, I decided to watch S2E6 again, certain that it would hit differently now that I know their story will continue. Absolutely convinced that it would be less painful.
Well, let me assure you…
It was NOT.
It’s just as awful as it ever was. Heart wrenching to feel Crowley’s desperation, the brief moment Aziraphale uses both hands to cling to him because he wants it… no, NEEDS it so badly… Metatron and his extremely punchable face. The sad little wave Crowley gives Nina before he drives away presumably never to return.
Off to my crying corner I go.
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