This is from the book, while Crowley is trying to talk Aziraphale into helping him stop armageddon, and does his drunken ramble about eternity. Apparently God enjoys The Sound of Music.
“You’ll enjoy it. You really will. You won’t have a choice.”
I feel like this line gets overlooked a lot. It’s an important line, for sheer horror potential.
Whatever the control mechanism is, clearly it isn’t running on every angel at all times, because if that was the case, a rebellion never would have happened. Aziraphale wouldn’t have six thousand years of doubts piling up to critical capacity. Gabriel wouldn’t have been able to escape.
But it’s also clearly very easily turned on, since they both accept that it would be used for something as petty as enjoying a movie. This lack of will can be rolled over angels at any time, for any reason.
Aziraphale clearly has some dread of this. *Crowley* knows it, and used it to convince Aziraphale to help him stop armageddon. But Aziraphale is very good at letting one part of his brain know something while another part of his brain denies it, so it’s not clear how much *Aziraphale* knows he dreads it, even as that dread shapes his character.
He’s never really broken free of Heaven. Even when he was being called a traitor, he wasn’t fallen, and so he was expecting to be called home eventually. And he’d be happy, of course. He won’t have a choice.
Aziraphale’s been trying to walk away from Heaven for at least six thousand years. He walked away from guard duty. He gave away his sword. He lied straight to God’s face about it. He lied to the archangels, and then straight up told Crowley he was ready to go to Hell. Several millennia of trouble-making and demon-fraternizing later, he stood in the middle of Heaven, declared he wasn’t going to fight in any war, then escaped via the demonic act of human possession. He is ready to GO.
And still his wings are snowy white. He’s just as angelic as when he first worried the pretty starmaker might get in trouble, and tried to protect him with a warning.
But he can’t escape. Heaven isn’t letting anyone else go. And he knows what his future holds. Eventually, no matter how many times they put it off, eventually he will be called back to Heaven.
And so, what promises can he make Crowley?
To stay with him always? Of course not. To love him? Can he even promise to love him? No. He’ll eventually be dragged back to Heaven, and he’ll be happy to go, and he won’t even miss him. *He won’t have a choice.*
And perhaps that’s the problem. He loves Crowley too much to make promises he can’t keep.
What if Crowley could change his species of snake at will? 🐍
In Aziraphale's defense, Crowley wasn't a rattlesnake when he put him in the box. Crowley could obviously get out whenever he likes, but it’s actually kind of fun.
Snakes in order of appearance: Red-bellied black snake, blunthead tree snake, eastern hognose snake, Arabian sand boa, African egg-eating snake, eastern diamondback rattlesnake.
You ever make something and go, "This is it, my finest work. My magnum opus. I've peaked as an artist."?
This is that moment for me.
This meme is inescapable on French insta so I'm posting it here for all to enjoy
Listen. Listen folks.
I know. We're upset. We have every right to be upset. He-who-won't-be-mentioned fucked this up for all of us: the fans, the cast, the crew.
BUT there are still two people involved in this project whom I trust to make this right for us:
Rob Wilkins, who says of himself that his job is to be Sir Terry's representative on earth, and Michael Sheen, the OG Good Omens Fan.
Look me in the eye and tell me you don't believe Michael Sheen would fight Amazon execs in an ASDA parking lot if they told him he wasn't allowed to kiss David Tennant on the mouth in front of a rolling camera. Or that you don't believe David would follow his lead.
I trust in the cast and crew to somehow steer this ship and to give us 90 minutes that feel like a satisfactory ending for this show that means so much to so many of us.
Did I wish for more than 90 minutes for them to pull it off? Absolutely.
But I won't lie, folks: I am SO. INCREDIBLY. RELIEVED.
I honestly thought they were just going to cancel it. They could have done. And the fact that they didn't is 100% down to us being a huge fandom with (let's be real here) a lot of purchasing power and the ability to kick off a ginormous shitstorm all over social media. I bet there were whole entire meetings dedicated to figuring out if cancelling the show and washing their hands off this entire mess was worth the cost - and then they decided it wasn't.
That's down to us.
So we'll take these 90 minutes and we will squeeze every last molecule of dopamine out of them because Michael and David and the rest of the crew and Rob will make sure that there will be plenty for us to enjoy.
And then we'll continue doing what we've always done: write fanfic and make art and love these characters. We don't need him-who-won't-be-mentioned or Amazon for any of that.
Crowley good omens
Writing dionysus as this guy with bleached hair who owns one pair of socks, emotionally unloads at a food truck guy after a night of clubbing, and gets immediately parasocial with a rock star after hearing 1 song is god-tier characterization
fucking hate it when the stuff everybody says "actually works" does actually work.
hate exercising and realizing i've let go of a lot of anxiety and anger because i've overturned my fight-or-flight response.
hate eating right and eating enough and eating 3 times a day and realizing i'm less anxious and i have more energy
hate journaling in my stupid notebook with my stupid bic ballpoint and realizing that i've actually started healing about something once i'm able to externalize it
hate forgiving myself hate complimenting myself more often hate treating myself with kindness hate taking a gratitude inventory hate having patience hate talking to myself gently
hate turning my little face up to the sun and taking deep breaths and looking at nature and grounding myself and realizing that i feel less burdened and more hopeful, more actually-here, that i am able to see the good sides of myself more clearly, that i am able to see not only how far i have to grow - but also how much growth i have already done & how much of my life i truly fill with light and laughter and love
horrible horrible horrible. hate it but i'm gonna do it tho
when ur talking to a new online friend and they say "bloody" for the first time
Hey, I know everything sucks ABSOLUTE ASS right now, (although, I'd honestly prefer sucking ass to this) but please know that there are still good people in the world. I'm not great with words, and I dont know how good I am at making people feel better, but just know there ARE people out there who love you and support you, even if you dont know them.
also, if there are other flags that were not included in this post, please reblog or comment with the flag you'd want and I'll happily make one and tag you in the post! It literally takes 5 seconds, so I'd be more than happy to!
anyways, we will be okay, and just know that I am so proud of you for still going ❤️
(and so are they ⬆️)
We'll be okay.
This is great on so many levels
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