hiraeth.

(seriously he looks cute)

i also really, really love happy, loving, caring, silly, joyful, crowley too.

because both can exist. both sides are the same person.

i love every part of him. he is who he is not because of his trauma but because he grew from it. he has been alive for 6000 years i think he knows a thing or two about surviving. he is who he is because he doesnt care what other people think. he doesnt fit into any boxes. he keeps going despite it all, even when everything is falling apart, he gets back up and he manages to find happiness in every day life.

like a human couple falling in love

like a walk in the park with aziraphale

like a long drive in his car

like being in the bookshop

like feeding the ducks

like listening to music

I love all of crowley because he is not just his trauma. he is not just a demon. and he most certainly isnt a fucking angel.

he is honestly, just an ordinary fucking guy.

he is a good person. he is a menace. he is just a silly dude underneath all that snark, underneath those walls he puts up to protect himself, underneath the swagger. he cares about people. he cares about the humans and plants and animals and cars and music and he cares about aziraphale so incredibly much.

(sorry crowley, youre not fooling anyone)

hes literally just an ordinary guy with powers whos been through too much shit but he doesnt let that define him. he does his own thing. plays by his own rules. goes along with hell as far as he can and he looks damn good doing all of that too.

hes got style, charisma, sarcasm, a dont-fuck-with-me attitude, a deeply loving soul, a kind heart, a caring and soft side that he doesnt show often but when he does? oh. when he does...his eyes completely light up. when he lets his guard down. when aziraphale makes him laugh. you can tell he just loves him so much and feels so safe around him.

he is more than a demon. he is more than his trauma.

he is crowley. and crowley is beautiful.

crowley taught me its okay to be yourself. crowley taught me its okay to not fit in. its okay to care too much about things. its okay to be scared. its okay to be emotional. its okay to let yourself feel things. its okay to go against the rules. he taught me its okay to love whoever you want and not care what other people think. he taught me to survive. he taught me theres good moments in the darkness and that i will keep getting back up even when i feel like i cant. he taught me my trauma doesnt define me. he taught me to be strong. he taught me that you can have a rough past and still find happiness. that both things can exist.

and i just fucking admire and love him so much. so so much. I cant even describe it to you my chest feels like its gonna burst open.

(I am so emotional over him right now i love him so much dont touch me like hes so silly!!)

idk if you’ve watched broadchurch but i think that was when i first experienced tennant after doctor who and i lovvvvveeee me a grumpy old detective going up to a a group of boys telling him he’ll cut their cocks off lmao

but no come on . tennant screaming in his god-given scottish accent is so —

i have indeed and i could take jerry and peter not in a fight

i mean, the eyeliner? the leather pants? the tattoos? the chest hair? the fact that hes literally compared to the protagonists dad??

ofc hes still my type and i would go to town on him in a heartbeat

You've lost the whole program? Dear me, that was careless.

idk if you’ve watched broadchurch but i think that was when i first experienced tennant after doctor who and i lovvvvveeee me a grumpy old detective going up to a a group of boys telling him he’ll cut their cocks off lmao