I’m obsessed with tragedies that you know are tragedies from the beginning. I am obsessed with Horatio ending the play surrounded by the dead. I’m obsessed with Achilles and Patroclus not being able to grow old because they’ve been taken from the world too young. I’m obsessed with Romeo and Juliet lying dead, side by side. I’m obsessed with Orpheus turning around and Eurydice crumbling to dust over and over.
I’m obsessed with stories that are so engrained in our society that we know how they are gong to end, and that they are going to end with everyone dead or destroyed. I’m obsessed with the fact that we read them anyway. I’m obsessed with the hope that it could turn out differently and the willingness to feel that despair again.
Okay but THIS THIS- is why the ineffable breakup literally made my heart skip several beats in utter despair- because there was that MOMENT where the Metatron asks Aziraphale if he's ready to go/if he needs to bring anything with him- and the HESITATION PRACTICALLY SCREAMING OUT OF AZIRAPHALE as he flits his gaze and his stance and his position between looking out the window at Crowley (being closer to her, walking AWAY from the Metatron) and looking at the door to his bookshop (being closer to Heaven, walking AWAY from Crowley).
He's making a major life decision, and he KNOWS it- and there is something inside them that is screaming THIS IS THE WRONG DECISION- RUN TO CROWLEY RUN TO CROWLEY-
But he's determined- to change Heaven, to reinstate Crowley- I don't know. But she's got a plan and she's gonna stick with it because under everything she really does fight for what she wants and what she loves- I just hope it doesn't become their downfall.
tragedy enjoyers (hi) talk a lot about inevitable tragedies where the character(s) were doomed from the start, but to be honest as someone who does not believe in fate/destiny/etc. irl, the kind of tragedy that Really gets to me is the kind where you can see exactly why and how this didn’t need to happen, and you can also understand why the choices were made that made this happen, and you watch an entirely unnecessary but devastatingly predictable tragedy unfold due to a series of understandable choices