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“Can we have some time to discuss it?”
“Very well”
…
As they stand face to face in their new garden of eden, Aziraphale asked, “So, what do you want?”
“Me? Why me?”
“Because I only want one thing, and this is not what this is about anymore. What do you want, Crowley?”
Crowley stepped forward.
“You know what I want.” Aziraphale held his breath. “I want a real universe. I want the people to have a change, for free will to be a real thing. People deserve a real chance. Even if there’s no angels. No demons. No us.” Crowley paused, and swallowed. “Ever again.”
Aziraphale turned his back to Crowley.
“Did I say the wrong thing?”
Aziraphale smiled. And turned back. And with a smile still on his face, “I believe we’ve come to a derision”
…
“A real universe. Where people have free will. No heaven. No he’ll. No God.”
“You realize there would be no you, right?”
Crowley looked at Aziraphale, to check, one final time.
Aziraphale smiled, “We know what we’re asking for.”
“Well then, say good bye”
Crowley and Aziraphale faced each other, and as Crowley opened his mouth, with no thought of what was actually supposed to come out, Aziraphale reached up to touch his face.
“I’m sorry I haven’t done this earlier”
He leaned in
As Crowley realized what was happening he closed his eyes. Knees weakening as the 6000 year long wait caught up to him. Years he spent regretting their first kiss. The force and anger behind it.
This however was pure and heartbreaking. This love unraveled every fiber of Crowleys experience. If it weren’t for the soft skin of Aziraphale lips pressing into his he’d think he was dreaming. The gentle fingers running through his hair and touching his chest. The tear running down his cheek from the final release from regret and longing.
He couldn’t think of any other way for his existence to end.
He reached out for the Angel. Finally being welcome to hold him so tenderly. He dreamed countless nights in the alley about this moment. How soft Aziraphale felt. His skin. His hair in his hands. Every ache. Every glance. Every 300 year wait. Was worth this moment. This kiss.
As Crowley pulled back to admire his angel for the last time he couldn’t help the grin crossing his face. And he’d be dammed, even more than he was, if the smile he was met with didn’t bring him to his knees.
“Do you hear that?”
Crowley could barely hear anything over the sound of his heartbeat.
He croaked out a, “what?”
“Cars! People!”
Crowley snapped his head to look out the window. There was a world outside! A free thinking real world!
And they were still there.
No god. No Satan. Just them. In their new world.
‘Your love always made me smile’
God had granted them both their wishes. Crowley got his new world, his real world. And Aziraphale, well, he got Crowley.
As they turned to look at eachother, both over taken with big cheesy grins, Aziraphales smile softened. He reached up to run his thumb along Crowley cheek.
“Your eyes”
“My eyes?”
“They’re beautiful”
Crowley was confused, but he’s getting to the point where he’s going to need a chair for how weak his knees were getting.
Crowleys eyes had reverted from his snake eyes. He was left with a pair of beautiful amber eyes. Aziraphale was going to have a wonderful time relearning his eyes.
…
As nighttime fell, Aziraphale and Crowley sat together in the living room of the bookshop, drinking red wine and talking.
“The one thing about having snake eyes,” Crowley started, “Is that you can’t see the stars.”
Aziraphales smile dropped. “You couldn’t see your universe?” Crowley shook his head with a somber smile.
“Well then,” Aziraphale stood and set down his glass “let’s go”
“Go where?”
“Just come with me”
Crowley stood, setting down his own glass, and followed Aziraphale. There were a few rooms in the book shop Crowleys never been in, and Aziraphale’s room was one of them.
“This is one of my favorite places in the shop, back in 1832 it was used as an observatory, and I’ve converted it into a sky light.”
Aziraphale led Crowley to the foot of the bed where they stood directly under the sky light.
“Look up”
Crowley raised his chin. His mouth fell open. He could see the feint outline of the Milky Way.
“Oh angel”
“It’s nice isn’t it? When I can’t sleep I like to just watch the stars”
They were sanding only a few inches apart, nearly chest to chest, admiring the marvel of their galaxy.
Aziraphale looked back at Crowley, who had the most marvelled look on his face and a wide smile.
Crowley looked back to meet Aziraphale’s gaze, smile still on his face.
“It’s beautiful”
Aziraphale agreed
“It is”
But not for the same reason Crowley did.
As the former Demon raised his head to admire the starts again, Aziraphale kept his gaze on him, all the beauty Aziraphale cared to admire was right infront of him, as it had been all along.
how do you pronounce the honourific "Ms." in english
"miss"
"miz"
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really good "shocking number of people are confidently objectively demonstrably completely wrong" poll
i am losing my fucking mind
#we dont use honorifics in my first language so whenever i have to select options (usually for flights) im always so confused#like what is actually the difference between miss and ms#i like miss bc it sounds more historical and im a historian so
"Miss" means an unmarried woman. "Mrs." means a married woman. (both of these have origins in the word "mistress" as in "mistress of the house".)
"Ms." - prounounced MIZ, btw - is a third option popularized by gloria steinem in the 70s - mainly through her feminist magazine Ms. - which is meant to be a neutral term, usable for any and all women regardless of marital status (hence the soul destroying irony of the tags above). it gained wider general acceptance when geraldine ferraro, the first woman to be nominated as VP on a national major party ticket, started using it widely to avoid confusion, since she was married but used her maiden name professionally. eventually over the years it came into common use though i do think the brits are a little more critical of it than americans (as far as i'm aware lol)
"obscure facts only a tumblr user would know" and it's one of the most influential institutions of second wave american feminism. PLEASE open the schools
Hi. I'm an unmarried woman in her forties. I use Ms. and pronounce it "miz", though I don't correct people who accidentally use a soft S. I use Ms. because it's no one's business but my own whether I'm married, to a man or anyone else, and that's what Ms. means. It means fuck off, my marital status is irrelevant, just as it is for every man who uses Mr.
I've had people (usually children) ask me at work if I'm a missus or a miss. I have replied that I am a miz, full stop. And when they pressed for which one I was REALLY, I have replied, "Why? Are you going to treat me differently depending on whether there's a ring somewhere?"
That's what Ms. is for. That is its linguistic function. It says, "This is an adult woman," and nothing else. Nothing else is necessary, and in my case, nothing else is desired.
I also use miz for other women unless and until they express a preference for something else because I don't magically know everyone else's marital status when I meet them. That's a courtesy—I'm declining to assume marital status and allowing them to decide whether they wish to declare it.
Also, I've taught English and worked as an editor for twenty years. I am quite literally the grammar police. This use of Ms. is a standard construction. If you didn't learn it in school, someone failed you.
“Obscure facts” Boo boo I was taught it in elementary school. One with a state standardized curriculum.
Ms. is marriage-neutral and it’s pronounced Miz. It is deliberately different from Miss.
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thing that has both genuinely amazing pieces of storytelling and abysmal dogshit slop both happening like entirely interchangably:

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Mr. Collins would be such a fan of ai. He would love it. He would have it write scripts for him to use for complimenting people. He'd ask it what to do in social situations and then when someone would tell him "I think that's a bad idea" he'd be like "my dear madam it's so good of you to be concerned but I think the highly esteemed Grok knows a little more about this than a lady like yourself" and then he'd go humiliate himself publicly.
Not to start shit by liking s3 but after all the emotional intensity before it, I was relieved that there were, Actual consequences. One thing I hate is when something is all built up and then just gets casually diverted. If go3 ended with Crowley and Aziraphale back in the bookshop, going about things just the same as they had the last six thousand years, it wouldn't feel like anything had happened. That was already the end of season 1 (and the book.) Fighting to retain the status quo is just not that interesting.
Having Aziraphale be prepared to do anything to just stay with Crowley and have Crowley be the one to say actually what if we just let people people was, IMO, a great choice
I wish it had been six episodes so there could have been more buildup and more space in between and maybe seeing what Adam and Anathema & co were up to but
for what it was. I enjoyed it.
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coming online as someone who liked the finale
I really am sorry that folks are having such a hard time with it. I've been there with that feeling. I'll never forget the end of Merlin. But I do feel very odd-man-out so I may hop off Tumblr for a little while.
People are upset at the whole "the ones that got a happy ending weren't the real them. Aziraphale and Crowley died sad and alone" as if they didn't go out in the most loving and mutually respectful way possible. Holding hands and looking deeply into each others eyes knowing they're finally on the same page again (after a little blip that later a mere few years) and are choosing the one thing they both love as much as each other... Humanity. They're both doing what they've been doing this entire time, fighting for humans, and to keep Earth safe and free. Time and time again they established that they can't leave and be together if it means Earth stays at the mercy of Heaven and Hell, they wouldn't be able to live with themselves if that happens.
And that universe was already fucked btw, and not just because Michael destroyed the Book of Life, (which I assume could be easily undone by God) but because God's plan was always a Second Coming and another Armageddon (I say "another" but Aziraphale and Crowley thwarted the first attempt, so God is going to keep trying. Both Heaven and Hell want another war, that's been a thing since S1...). And they know that God wants this because She's literally been missing since S1, making not attempt to stop the destruction of Earth since Aziraphale and Crowley were dealing with Warlock thinking he was Adam, and now Aziraphale realizes (and gets confirmation) that She was always there, watching them, having set Her plan in motion already. So there was no version of that universe that could go back to what it was, because what it was, was doomed! The choices they had were either run off and fuck whatever Heaven and Hell decide to do with Earth and the humans they literally saw and protected since their creation... Or ask for the one thing they've been dreaming about forever, that up to that point was literally impossible to achieve, and would have still be impossible if God didn't decide to amuse Crowley and ask him what he wanted, which is set humanity free. Make the whole world the same but instead of tasking angels in Heaven to guide and direct, and demons in Hell to punish, you let humans make their own choices, no Messiah, no first or second coming, no Antichrist, no Armageddon, just humans doing human stuff.
So like, yeah, the angel Aziraphale and the ex-demon Crowley no longer exist (arguable, debatable, I can make a whole different post about this and I kinda already have but whatever). But their ending isn't a plain tragic one. It was a story they got to choose for themselves. Not to mention that the choice was technically just Crowley's but he still had to consult it with his other half because they're part of the same whole. And they both knew they were going to choose correctly in the end, humanity above themselves. You know, like they've been doing since humanity was a thing.

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It's always surprising to see that so many people engage with media with the shipper blinkers so firmly on that they manage to miss the (very satisfying!) thematic continuation and conclusion
Say what you will about GO3 but having God Herself say "a story doesn't need to continue past its end" in the second sequel to a work that had been considered complete for nearly 30 years & of which one half of the original authorial team was dead before the second two parts were written is extremely funny.
Still sorting out my feelings, have a gif.
DID YOU SEE JESUS AND ADAM (ANTICHRIST) GETTING DRINKS TOGETHER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Pardon me, but those were load bearing immortal characters you just destroyed.

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Good omens "The finale"
I need to see this movie…
Its like this but Godzilla actually does show up
Wait this is some galaxy brain shit actually, I'm gonna have to start doing this.