I Didn't Mean to Fall

- The last time you two met, you tried to destroy him. - I don't remember that. - No? Well, Mr. Fell doesn't remember it either, he wasn't there, you see... but I was there.

TV APPRECIATION WEEK 2022 | Day 3: best tv couple(s) (1/2) → Aziraphale & Crowley ♦ GOOD OMENS (2019 - )

TV APPRECIATION WEEK 2022 | Day 3: best tv couple(s) (½) → Aziraphale & Crowley ♦ GOOD OMENS (2019 - )

We are on opposite sides!

It’s the bastard energy at full blast, no angelic gloss. No hesitations, just power in form.

somewhere along a Silk Road trading route... 🎆

The army humans have guns, there are doctors wielding baseball bats and taxi drivers with tire irons.  Masses of youths are forming up with nothing but broken bottles and spite to defend themselves with.  

Lucifer scoffs at them, his beauty already luring some people from their posts.  

Not too many of them, though.  Aziraphale has to believe that…

There may be millions of angels and demons among the ranks, united for a common goal, but there are billions of humans.

Crowley and Aziraphale are in the thick of it, of course.  Of course.  Aziraphale has come into the possession of his flaming sword again, through a series of events that Crowley really doesn’t want to think too hard about.  

They stare down the Morning Star across the open expanse of the soon to be battlefield, humanity behind them, as much of it sheltered beneath their wings as they can manage.  

And then the Heavenly forces begin to sing.