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Crowleys so cool crowleys so mysterious this and so hot that - Crowley is a hot fucking Mess.
He did not realize he felt romantic attraction towards Aziraphale for 6000 years ‼️ Crowley thanks cars when he crosses the road, he makes silly faces at his Angel, he doesn’t want to hurt people, he talks to his car and his plants, he’s down so bad for Aziraphale that he runs his their bookshop for a day, lets him drive his their car and follows Aziraphale around as he Does Shit and Crowley simply watches, smitten. Crowleys idea of evil is glueing coins to the ground and making a Big Road look like a sigil - how fun! He went to a Gas Station only once because he wanted James Bond Bullet Hole Stickers for the Bentley. His name and phone number are in a Call Center Database. He jumps at every opportunity to save Aziraphale. The Bastille in France? No problem let me just stop time for a few moments, Angel. A Church during WW2 because Angel wanted to do some Good but fell into the evil hands of Nazis? Sure yes let me just do a chicken dance down the the aisle because my feet burn because this is literally consecrated ground - what did you say? You don’t like my new name, Angel?☹️
Crowley is so silly and goofy, he’s a mess and most of the time definitely not suave. That Kiss with Aziraphale was most probably his first kiss ever. He’s not the sexyman seducing people throughout history you think he is
When I was studying for a history exam, I remembered that there are two main research directions about nations/national identities etc. that were dominant in the 19th century. And both kinda align with the way we were introduced to “new” personifications in Hetalia (especially looking at Aph America and Germany rn)
The essentialistic direction is where ppl understand nations as sth “natural” that’s just getting rediscovered - that one reminds me of the scene where we were introduced to Alfred that low-key just “spawned” in the field from nothing when Arthur, Tino and Francis found him.
Then there’s the constructivistic direction where ppl define a nation as sth that’s constructed by historical players (aka people construct it) and that reminds me of the scene where we see Ludwig getting “constructed” by the other German states on screen.
Yeah, idk that’s just sth that came to my mind when I was studying for my exam because I get distracted pretty easily by such thoughts, oops.
Hima probably didn’t intend to refer to those research directions when creating those scenes but it’s a funny coincidence that they fit so well in this context.
The ONLY ending I don’t want for Good Omens is Aziraphale and Crowley becoming human. I’ve seen the whole “Immortals become human” thing done before, and it always feels unsatisfying to me. After everything they’ve been through, they deserve more than a small handful of years of peace and happiness. Crowley deserves to be able to see his nebula grow to full maturity.
okay so we all know aziraphale DID want to kiss crowley. he wasn’t miserable because of kissing crowley, obviously. he’s in love with crowley. obviously.
BUT LIKE.
aziraphale is a romantic, we know this, yes? he believes in slow, quiet, pretty romances, and dancing at balls together, and romance novels, and love letters, and basically he just believes in love.
i can imagine him lying awake at night, planning out perfect dates, and imagining what the moment will be like when he finally musters up the courage to kiss crowley- maybe the sun will be setting, or it’ll be golden hour, because at golden hour crowley’s eyes always look breathtaking, and they’ll be alone, and maybe in a field of flowers…
and then. crowley finally kisses him, and it’s not at all how he expected. it’s not slow, quiet, or pretty, it’s angry, and petty, and there are tears in crowley’s eyes, and it’s a last resort. it’s crowley trying to show him what he’d be missing if he leaves, it’s crowley cornered and breaking glass in case of emergency, it’s crowley hurt and lovesick and reaching for aziraphale’s heart and hoping that the one time it really counts, he doesn’t miss.
my season 3 prediction is that crowley and aziraphale are going to come to the incredibly incorrect and sappy conclusion that their love was part of the plan or whatever and god will be like, um, actually literally everything else was planned but that. yes you were supposed to join forces on earth and cancel out each other’s actions, yes you were supposed to avert armageddon no. 1, yes heaven and hell were always going to try to destroy humanity together, but no you weren’t supposed to fall in love. you guys did that all on your own, dummies. and then everyone on this website will be making posts about this + michael from the good place saying, “if soulmates do exist, they’re not found, they’re made.” you’re welcome for my prophetic visions.
i wish i could say something smarter but i have watched this scene so many times my brain is literally fried plus my sleep meds are kicking in hard
just. look at his reaction when crowley says you idiot, we could have been US. for the first time during that entire conversation, possibly for the very first time ever, he realizes what exactly crowley means by that.
the entire time they have been talking past each other and misunderstanding what the other is saying. but now? after crowley brought up the nightingales? told him we could have been us like it means something, like it’s everything - and it is. to him, it is everything. aziraphale is everything.
all his anger just fades away completely for a moment when the realization hits.
he is looking straight at him, and while he can no longer see crowley’s eyes, he still knows him. he can still read him. the pain is so clear in everything crowley is saying, written across his face and practically dripping from his voice.
it’s the cliche oh moment. it’s the you love me?me? that’s what you have been saying all this time?
and while crowley has had a lot of time to come to terms with that fact, aziraphale is still struggling with their entire presence on earth and who they are, deep down. he is overwhelmed, he doesn’t know what to say, fuck, he practically gave up on crowley and was ready to let him walk away after running after him the first time.
the tears in his eyes hurt me and once again michael sheen can be written down as my cause of death because this is a handful of frames carrying so much MEANING it kills me.
then he turns away, turns to his LEFT where crowley should be, trying to hide his face and tears in the emptiness he left behind because that’s all he has now - his shadow. a gaping hole where his crowley should be, and for the first time he clearly understands what it means to be his and to have someone else.
i love you. that’s what he was about to say.
i love you. i love us.
and then there’s the part neither of them says because they are too caught up in what they don’t have to take a proper look at what they are.
i have loved us this entire time.
they have never needed anything but each other but both think they’re not good enough for the other the way they are, that they need to fundamentally change to be worthy of that love.
