the best thing you can do to a character make them averse to touch and absolutely starved for it

One thing that really bothered me about the GO finale was that a lot of it felt like they were trying to bring up “oh my god!! They said the thing!! Remember that from before!!??!!1!1!1!?” reactions. It was like fan service without the fan service.

thinking about ‘and i would like to spend ngk ngk’ and then they never got to spend 🔪🔪🔪

they were just some guys. the whole point was that they were just some guys. they met in Eden. Aziraphale didn't like Crowley because he met him as an angel and saw the good in him. he met him as a demon on a random day that was the most important day in the beginning of the world because they both made it that way. they met and they quite simply hit it off. they kept meeting again and again because they sought each other out, not because some red string of fate twirled by god forced them together. two like-minded emissaries on earth. they liked each other from the start and neither felt bad about it at all. they both recognized that angels and demons were the same. they were equals. they challenged each other and grew together but also they were lazy bastards who didn't care about humans all that much. they cared about their earthly pleasures, like driving irresponsibly fast and hoarding treasures. they wanted to save the earth mostly for egoistical reasons, though humanity as a whole and as a concept had also grown dear to them. they were never more important than anyone else. they were not god's best or specialest little angels or grim-dark generals or leaders of armies or people called upon to make decisions on behalf of anyone. they weren't even good at what they were supposed to do, often consciously so. one was not better or smarter or more right than the other. they were some guys and they didn't give a fuck and they gave all the fucks and cared so much and they were truly, absolutely bastards worth knowing. their friendship and love story was so grand because it was not grand. they were supposed to be just some guys.

what if god killed you and replaced you with a version of yourself who wasn’t a hater. not me baby go ahead and just get rid of my soul or whatever

You know the thing I like best about time, is that every day it takes us further away from the 13th of May 2026. I really didn't like the 13th of May 2026.

i love how the recurring friction of their relationship was that the universe as it was wouldn't allow them to be together as just themselves and lol. well they were right about that I guess!! what a beautiful queer story. I hate how you can always tell when fic writers didn't understand the canon text at all