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Y'know sometimes I wanna give up, and then I remember that Aziraphale saw a higher ranked Angel, tried to catch their attention, failed, and went on hitting on them for the next 6000 years

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Remember the post I wrote about Aziraphale being a fighter?

Do you wanna know who isn't one?

Crowley

And no, I'm not saying he is a lover or some bullshit like that. Aziraphale is a fighter AND a lover. No, Crowley is a strategist.

He fights with his brain. He is really good at thinking on his feet. In a physical fight, he gets over the violence by talking his way out of it and using his creativity to come up with a quick exit. He thinks up plans quickly and efficiently (raising the antichrist, surviving Ligur and Hastur, getting Hastur stuck in the phone, figuring out how to cross the M25 aflame, the Arrangement, saving Aziraphale in 1941, the plan to rob the church in the 60s, fooling an horde of angels into believing Job's kids are new kids, do you want me to continue?).

And he has the added bonus of having a silver tongue, so his words are always clearly his main weapon to bring his plans into fruition. And, so far, we've only seen him fail once: convincing Aziraphale to stay

The evolution of Crowley not wanting the apocalypse because the stars are cool to not wanting the apocalypse because he thinks that humanity has value.

"My dear" has become deeply entrenched and deeply beloved fanon; most fanfics have Aziraphale calling Crowley that as a regular thing. I know, I know, it appears just ONCE in the book, along with a "dear boy" and a "my dear boy," and there's a "my dear fellow" in S1E3… Luckily, rationality is NOT a requirement for membership in the Good Omens fandom, lol!

Anyways: Season 3 is our final chance to hear Aziraphale call Crowley "my dear." And therefore, my ask is: Would you please please PLEASE give us a "my dear"? You know what I mean, NOT a, "Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn" kind of "my dear," but one where Aziraphale does the big blue eyes look (you know the one I mean, or if you don't, Michael will know), and then says it.

PLEASE can we have a "my dear"? PLEASE?! Please please please?! {grovels shamelessly} Please, Neil, PLEASE give us a "my dear"! A small one?! If Good Omens finishes without a "my dear," I will absolutely DIE! {swoons dramatically}

{cracks one eye open to see Neil's reaction}

Good news! Crowley will be transformed into a deer at the start of season 3, and Aziraphale will ask if anyone has seen his deer repeatedly.

Some of your books make it seems like you believe in actual literal magic, do you? ()

I can write down a few words and make people thousands of miles away, whom I have never met and will never meet, laugh tears of joy and cry tears of true sorrow for people who do not exist and have never existed and never will exist. If that isn't actual literal magic I don't know what is.

good omens mascot here: why i relate to crowley

Okay I know I've only watched the first season and there's a lot I don't know about season two But. I have a lot of feelings about Crowley and I'm trying to figure out why and this is what I've got. I'm sure at least some of you relate to some of these. I'm using he/him for him this post.

One. He's so disillusioned with almost everything (I say almost on purpose). Heaven? He lost faith in heaven when he fell, maybe before he fell, maybe he fell because he lost faith in it. He's so frustrated with Aziraphale's belief in the goodness of heaven, but he still respects that belief and even admires Aziraphale for it, only really showing how upset he is when Aziraphale lets that blind faith guide decisions. Crowley always says things that imply being an angel is a good trait, but that facade breaks when Aziraphale is fucking up, because he doesn't want Aziraphale to get hurt or this world to end. As for hell? He certainly doesn't have faith in hell, and doesn't belong in it. Mankind? Nope, he frequently points out how flawed and cruel humans are. Himself? Crowley doesn't have faith in himself, really, either.

And I relate to that feeling of... losing faith in all the things that are supposed to be Right and Good, like society and family, parents and friends, lovers and yourself, government and laws.

Two. I said almost, and that's because Aziraphale. He has such relentless faith in the fact that they are friends, they are best friends, they are lovers. 6000 years, and he keeps reading beneath the lines, continues to stand by Azi even when Aziraphale reminds him that he is a demon, that they are on opposing sides, that Aziraphale does not like him, that they are not friends, that Aziraphale couldn't care less about him. Crowley knows Aziraphale doesn't mean it, just like we know. And we're so used to seeing romances where one character says something they don't mean and the rift goes on forever and we get frustrated because idiots, he didn't mean it. But Crowley knows Aziraphale doesn't mean it. He doesn't stop saying they are best friends. That they are more. He calls out Aziraphale on his bullshit and points out that Aziraphale does love him. And he does it without pushing, just lines dropped over millennia, a reminder to Aziraphale that Crowley feels the same, that he knows, he understands. It's such a relentless, powerful optimism from a demon who has lost faith in everything else.

And I know how that feels, to believe in a love so strongly that you can take blow after blow to that belief and have it remain unshattered. To give gentle reminders that you see through the lies, and that you are there and you know they didn't want to hurt you.

Three. Another caveat, though. How much can that belief withstand? Yes, Crowley knows that Aziraphale is his lover and best friend. But how many doubts have crept in over those thousands of years? When Aziraphale said he didn't like Crowley, and the demon replied with you do, how much of it was posturing? When Crowley has been cast out from heaven and persecuted by hell, found no friends in humankind, it must have shattered his sense of self-worth. He calls Aziraphale his only friend, his best friend. Imagine your only friend repeatedly insisting you aren't friends. Yes, you know it is because to be friends is to put both of you in danger, that Aziraphale does not mean it and has shown time and again that he loves Crowley and that's why he's lying to protect him, but still. It must hurt. It must chip away at logic and rationality, bit by bit.

And I know how that feels, too, to begin to doubt that you are loved, because that objective knowledge that yes, you are loved gets broken and eroded by so many instances of being hurt, dismissed, ignored, betrayed.

Four. No one seems to be putting Crowley first. Not heaven, certainly, heaven threw him out millennia ago. As for hell, Satan and the demons only tolerate him, willing to kill him as soon as he betrays the slightest hint of goodness. Humans are too fleeting, gone before you can blink, and they have never paid any regard to the individual over the 'greater good', certainly not to a lonely demon who can't get close to them because they die too soon. And Aziraphale chooses heaven, chooses being good over Crowley every single time. Some of the time, he is right. But imagine being Crowley. Given the choice between salvation and Aziraphale, happiness and Aziraphale, anything and Aziraphale, he would choose Aziraphale. And he has to watch, time and again, as Aziraphale chooses other things over him, finally pulling back from the kiss and choosing the heaven he doesn't even like over what Crowley offers him. Crowley, as far as he can see, is no one's first choice, no one's first priority. It may not be true. But it does feel like that.

And that feeling is so real, to know that the people you would die for would not do the same for you. The people you put first wouldn't put you first. That you are giving knowing that you cannot take. It may be real, or it may not be, but the fact is it often looks that way to me and Crowley and a lot of us, and that hurts.

These aren't all, of course, there's the relentless questioning, the needing to be good, the needing to be bad, the horrible urges and battling them, the kinder impulses and figuring out how to fit them into an awful world, the consequences for being good, whether they are worth it, just everything about Crowley. But the four above I wanted to elaborate on.

I'm fucked, I love a fictional character again. Again, I might be wrong about a lot of things, so there's that. Aren't we all.

Aziraphale and Crowley's wings are both modeled after swan wings. Swans are known to mate for life (x)

Bonus black and white swans in St James's Park:

Some ideas about characters have become so common in the fandom that I began to doubt myself and what I saw on screen. Am I the one misinterpreting or misremembering? So I watched the entire series again, paying more attention than I normally do, precisely because by then I was unsure of my own thoughts. But none of what pisses me off is actually in the show, it's all added by the fandom.

Crowley is not pathetic, he is not Aziraphale's dog, he is not crying in a corner waiting for Aziraphale to call him. He's fucking smart, brave, full of ideas and imagination. Aziraphale is not a mastermind who purposely makes Crowley suffer, he is not the cold-hearted badass that some want him to be.

Some things I don't like - I hate when someone calls Crowley a slut or a whore - might be a matter of personal preference. I dislike that choice of words, but someone use them in a affectionate (?) way, I guess. But if you enjoy humiliating Crowley or if you believe that Aziraphale is someone who enjoys humiliating Crowley and that he thinks of him as if he were his dog, you can write your own fanfic, but that’s not canon.

I need to talk about this exchange:

Look at Aziraphale's face and tell me if he was actually talking about real, honest-to-somebody oysters.

That first little 😳 face of his? To me, that screams, "Did this demon just tell me he's never had sex?" Then he flicks his eyes up Crowley's whole body and his microexpressions seem to say, "Oh, dear Lord, he thinks I'm talking about actual oysters."

And then this pretty little angel who just propositioned a demon is probably internally panicking about needing to find actual oysters now because there's no way he can take this virgin to the Roman orgy like he was planning.

And Crowley is over here just as clueless as always.

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