stomach hurts from hunger. stomach hurts from eating. what the hell do yuou want from me you stupid fucking organ
oh teehee I’m in a silly goofy mood (I am hanging on by a fucking thread)
"Men would come. Men would threaten. Aziraphale would nod and smile and say that he’d think about [their suggestions]. And then they’d go away. And they’d never come back. Just because you’re an angel doesn’t mean you have to be a fool.”
Masterpost here.
Crowley here.
Book!Aziraphale was the one to suggest killing Adam. He did not bother reviving the dead dove in his sleeve, so Crowley did. He does have some inner conflict regarding his beliefs, but more subtle. Regularly spends evenings talking human nature, God, Divine Plan with Crowley. He is practical to the point of cruelty.
TV!Aziraphale always seemed softer, more manipulative than direct, and more nervous. He looks so soft and smitten towards Crowley, or thirsty af, that the image of softness stays. But what is there really? Besides that visceral feeling when he did not restrain himself, and devoured an ox.
We got stern Aziraphale when he made Crowley dance for him. And like shown at the top of this post. His demeanor opposing Furfur was a bit nervous at times, but he refused to back down even a little.
He was willing to protect Gabriel the Asshole. I wouldn't have blamed him if he had shoved Gabriel in the trunk and dumped him somewhere. But Aziraphale is a Guardian.
He is not close with humans. He couldn't give a shit about the people in the shops around him on a personal level. He'll protect them, but only really socialises with them when he has to. Or needs them as set dressing during an Eldritch Ball. I love that about him, he protects because it is the right thing to do.
He is more direct. Season 1 he'd play coy so Crowley would miracle away paint stains. Now he claims the Bentley for a roadtrip. I can't find a good gif, but we see him having trouble restraining himself at times when he's standing between the humans inside and the demons outside.
The Job minisode showed us he's been having doubts for a very long time. Not only about Heaven, about God. "I don't think God wants you to do this." Only to later hear God give a demeaning lecture to Job. Those seeds of doubt will blossom in Heaven.
We see Crowley taking pride in seeing his angel silencing a room of angels and demons. We see Crowley impressed when he heard Aziraphale did the thing with the halo. We saw how he looked when Aziraphale was gorging on flesh unrestrained.
How will he look when he sees Aziraphale, standing between Heaven/Hell and humanity? Determined fury in his eyes and blade in hand. Aziraphale guarding his world. His bookshop. His demon.
Crowley seeing his angel, completely prepared to kill God if that's what it takes to keep them safe.
there’s something that’s incredible about the intersectionality and flexibility of werewolves as metaphor.
anger issues? werewolf. intrusive thoughts? werewolf. unresolved trauma? werewolf. rejection by society? werewolf. autism? werewolf. transgenderism? werewolf. queer expression of any sort? werewolf. plurality? werewolf. dissociation? werewolf. repression of any sort? werewolf. abuse cycles? werewolf. emotion so strong it physically changes you? werewolf!!!
really doing it all
i don’t think we talk about the way frank utilizes costume, and specifically uniforms, enough. white pants and shirts with sharpied ø’s, the death spells striped sweaters, white standard low wage “salaryman” looks with black ties, the boiler suits, the scrubs, the hospital gown. that frank has always emphasized that he liked “bands that look like a band,” that he stated the jumpsuits were a kind of mindset, that they wore them to understand themselves as technicians, that they would go to work and work on their craft, it was a type of dedication to their artistry. that frank tends to lean towards blue collar workers, towards the unglamorous reality of everyday healthcare workers, towards the unglamorous reality of being one of their patients. that when frank wears white, there’s nothing to hide. all the dirt, all the filth, all the sweat, all the blood, his vulnerability will always be visible, apparent. i think there’s something so important there in his solo work, not only with the content of his music, but that he spent so long dressed in black, dressed in red, in colors that absorb all the filth because they needed to be bulletproof. but that frank chose white as a common thread amongst his solo work, that he would force us to confront all of it there on that canvas, all the blood in joyriding, all the confetti and cake and glitter in great party, all the filth from on stage, all the sweat and dedication, that in a way he made himself a canvas for all that passion and all the scuffs along the way.
i know this isn't new information but dean literally sat on the floor of the dungeon and ignored a call from his brother while the world was ending in order to sob with his head in his hands because his world had already ended and i'm supposed to be normal about it???? i'm supposed to just go on with my life???? when dean couldn't???? it's been two and a half years and i still can't breathe right when i think about it.
when i grow up i want to be frank iero
Obsessed with Furfur being offended about Crowley not remembering and saying they did loads together (and Crowley used to jump in his back?) when they were in the same legion, because it implies that Hell's dynamics where actually different and transformed through the centuries. Unlike Heaven which seems to have been white, horrendous and question-hating since before the Beginning. I mean, they had to have some camaderie with each other or otherwise there wouldn't have been rebels. The different dynamics that this season offered in Hell is so much compelling that just Crowley and Aziraphale being friends and Hell being full of monsters that kill each other. I mean Ligur and Hastur seemed to be friends but they were also pretty sadistic and unlikable, Shax and Furfur are social climbers at worst and even Crowley doesn't seem to consider Shax too threatening because he sort of mentors her.
This is such a difference with the dynamics we saw with the angels in Heaven. Those people have no bonds with each other. Michael and Uriel are catty and competitive, Saraqael is like... there? None of them gave a shit about erasing Gabriel's memories, not a peep of sympathy. Then we have the more lower angels like Muriel, who are just alone and living in totally-not-solitary-confiment for centuries.
And this seems to be the thing since before the Beginning, they show us Aziraphale being scared about Crowley getting into trouble because Heaven was already fucked even then. It's like... So static, so unchanging and awful. And this is supposedly the place some people say Aziraphale totally has to change for the better? Why? What is there to save? The best thing he could do is to free the most defenceless angels from that toxic white infinite-torture chamber.
I'm not saying Hell is not bad but... Hell is Hell. They sort of accepted their role as the bad guys since they were kicked out by Mummy Dearest to fulfil the role of the black pieces in her sadistic game of chess. They are also in more contact with humanity than Heaven has ever been (because I'm convinced that Heaven doesn't have dead humans anymore because they don't consider humans worthy since they have such sticks in their arses) so of course they commit to the Aesthetic™ of what Hell shoiuld look like. Heaven in the other hand pretends to be paradise but looks more like a Hell without meaning it.
Heaven hasn't changed through the years, it has always wanted blind obedience and doesn't care about doing everything just because it's the Arsehole's Will. Hell seems to have started as a real bond between angels that rebelled and slowly became the place everyone identifies as bad,... by sort of mirroring some of Heaven tactics but not their hypocrisy. Because they are the bad guys, they don't need to be fake.
"my daughter is completely fine!" your son is looking at 600 saved photos of gerard way.
you guys don't get it derek hale is a beautiful pathetic man from the best/worst tv show of all time who has suffered beyond imagination and is a big brother AND a little brother and teens keep BULLYING HIM and he doesn't know how to STAND LIKE A NORMAL PERSON 🧍♂️ and he sometimes runs on all fours like an idiot and he lives in shitty derelict buildings 🏚 despite being a millionaire apparently and also he's autistic and also he makes terrible decisions and has never canonically fucked someone who isn't a murderer and one of his only living relatives is his uncle who killed his sister who derek then killed who then came back to life who also starts every sentence with well, well, well and derek works out in jeans in the burned shell of his childhood home and also i love him with my entire heart. and i want to push him in a well.
Do you even know how lovely winter would be if we could nest and rest like nature intended? It gets dark soon and we're sleepy because we are supposed to sleep a lot.
Let me sleep a lot covered in blankets