You know what would be kind of interesting.
Assuming in the show Second Coming means damning Demons to eternal sulfur…
So we have Gabriel who’s openly in love with Beelzebub now. We have Aziraphale who took his job and let’s say he will not be told that carrying out the Second Coming means damning Crowley and other Demons to eternal torture.
But Gabriel can’t fucking have it now. He knows what it means. That’s Beelzebub who’d be taken away from him.
Imagine. Gabriel. The absolute prick of Season 1. Being the one grabbing Aziraphale by his fucking jacket and shouting at him that he wants to torture Gabriel’s love.
“I can’t believe you’d do this to Crowley, but I’m not letting you hurt Beelzebub!”
"that sounds..." "lonely? yeh."
And then they spent the next few thousands of years, making sure the other wasnt lonely. hush, shut up, be quiet, im ill
There’s an interesting love story going on. It’s never explicit, but it’s there. - Michael Sheen and David Tennant @ NYCC 2018
Forever thinking about the fact that Crowley rescued Aziraphale’s books because he knows him so well and he knows how much those books means to him. Aziraphale didn't ask him to do it, he hadn't even remember about the books until after the explosion.
It’s the kind of thing that you do when you love someone, when you respect someone and their interests. It’s personal. It’s intimate. And it’s brave.
what might have happened in 1941....
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:
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It's the third time I read a fanfic where Crowley destroys his plants out of rage, and that actually had me thinking
Yes, he is hard on them. He yells, and the threatens and, well, "makes them go away"
But most of us must know by now that, every time he takes a plant away, he keeps it on the side until he gives it to his neighbor. It's canon, I'm not making that up. He never truly hurts the plants. Puts the fear of Crowley into them? Yes. Terrifies them? Absolutely. But physically hurt? I don't see it. He is way too soft for that, even in a fit of rage
The plants are, unconsciously, a mirror of himself. When he terrorizes the plants, he is reliving his trauma of not being good enough for Heaven and being tossed out like he was broken and useless over and over again
He treats the plants like Heaven and God treated him, and yet, he never truly destroys them or throws them in the trash for being disobedient or imperfect. That's a step too far. Instead, he finds them a new home. Some place better. Some place he wishes he also had found. And maybe he already did: Earth, with Aziraphale
Alas, all this to say: destroying the plants, even with his rage goggles on, it's not very him
Destroying furniture? Throwing shit at the walls? Screaming? Sure, I can see that.
So far, we've mostly seen a very controlled type of rage from Crowley, mainly aimed at Gabriel in season 2. The only scene of actually explosive active rage we see is the one where he, well... explodes in the middle of Soho
And even that was very controlled, if you think about it. He just lets it all out at once, and then the rage is gone, only the low-key depression (over fighting with bae) remaining
So, yeah, realistically, I can kinda see him breaking stuff if he is at the very end of his rope and with no other way to decompress but never ever hurting his plants. Au contraire, I believe he would turn to the plants when he comes out of the high of being furious in search of some quiet comfort
Cannot believe the plot of S2 was:
Aziraphale's old boss shows up completely naked & with amnesia, Aziraphale wants to adopt him and Crowley says No, then shoots fucking lighting and it literally becomes the Locked Door trope for the lesbian neighbours
Crowley's old boss turns up and is like Have you seen my boyfriend the Archangel. btw Heaven has a Death Note. And Crowley goes Ah shit and drives back to his husband's shop, does a little apology dance, then they casually do a miracle with enough power to raise TWENTY FIVE people from the dead in order to turn the Commander of the Heavenly Host into the Bookshop Assistant
Heaven rocks up and goes Um Aziraphale what the fuck was that about? and he panics and says Ah yes, I made the lesbians over the road fall in love because one of them gets my favourite records
Heaven sends an angel to verify his painfully bullshit story, but they have literally never been to Earth before so Aziraphale just makes them tea and Crowley's winds them up by being a little shit as usual. Then Crowley goes Hey husband can we have a lil chat and Aziraphale goes Yes darling let's shut the door in the most suggestive way possible, then joke about how I'm a terrible liar, but also I want to roadtrip darling so can I borrow our car? And Crowley's like Fucking fine I guess I'll try and get the lesbians to hook up & look after our new children
He's a great terrible house-spouse while Aziraphale larps in Scotland for a couple days, then Aziraphale decides to get the whole neighbourhood to role-play Jane Austin while still trying to make the lesbians shag
Then Crowley's replacement throws a brick through the window, yeets the dude who's been crushing on Aziraphale. So Crowley goes Alright husband stay put, I'll take these loser mortals outta here. Then he has a little spy mission in Heaven with one of his new children, while Aziraphale declares war on Hell to avoid ruining the good books via yeeting them at demons
The whole gang arrive, Aziraphale’s ex-boss and Crowley's ex-boss High School Musical their way off the face of the planet, then S2 ends.
That's it. Credits roll right here
Metatron: Almighty, it’s done.
God *hungover*: Wait, what’s done?
Metatron: I told Aziraphale ‘fuck Crowley’. So he did.
God *groans*: You weren’t actually meant to tell him… ah never mind, at least they finally did it. Six thousand years is way too fucking long. Satan said it’s gonna take them at least ten thousand, so I won. Again. Fucking brilliant. I’m gonna call him. Tell Aziraphale I can marry them when they’re free.
Metatron: ……. M-marry them?
God: ???
Metatron: ???
God: Metatron?
Metatron *sweating*: Yes?
God: I feel like your fuck is different to my fuck.
Do you think they might be just a little scared of losing each other?