#bullet catch

Oh my god. I just saw this yesterday. This.

THIS.

(Follow this for my fully fleshed out theory.)

Yes. Yes. They showed us how it's going to go.

And watch him palm the bullet out of his mouth.

they deadass chose the stupidest fucking way to do this trick, risking Aziraphale’s destruction and casually traumatizing Crowley, all for the sake of the bit. what a vibe

Now, requests, was wondering if you had any angst or hurt/comfort about the magic show scene where Crowley has to pretend to shoot Aziraphale? Mostly focusing on Crowley, but either is fine. Thanks in advance <3

Hi! We recently reccomended some fics where the bullet catch doesn't go as planned here. I've got a few now, mostly set after the magic act, in which Crowley suffers some hurt/angst...

In the Dark Beside You by EdosianOrchids901 (T)

After helping Aziraphale with his magic act in 1941, Crowley suffers from nightmares. Will a trip to the bookshop let him finally get some rest?

Fire Away Like Never Before by Bazzpop (T)

Crowley had experience with holding firearms—probably not with the correct form—but he’d at least held them before he’d passed them off onto someone else over the years. That, however, was about as far as his experience with them went though. — Or the fic where I saw Crowley’s hand shaking during the Bullet Catch scene and just had to expand upon it

Lightning strikes twice with glitches in the sky by verovex (T)

Crowley remembers an evening in 1941 ending differently than Aziraphale recalls it, or so Crowley thinks. “Yes,” Crowley says honestly, but gravelly adds, “Don't make me do that again.” “Do what?” “Put me in a position that would hurt you.”

1941, or, blurring the edges by DemonToBee (E)

After Aziraphale and Crowley return to the bookshop from their successful magic trick at the theatre, Crowley asks Aziraphale to show him how he did the thing with the vanishing photograph, which leads to some angst, an apology dance performed by Aziraphale and eventual smut. Enjoy!

Aim For My Heart by midnightdragons (E)

“You could have been hurt, angel.” Crowley’s voice was near-silent, barely a whisper of a breath. It was too quiet, and it made Aziraphale’s heart sink. It was nothing like the spitfire and cocksure tone of voice that Aziraphale knew Crowley’s confidence to be so flamboyant in; it felt vulnerable, it felt uncomfortable, it felt like crossing a line that they were both too scared to step over. “My – my life was not in the hands of no one whom I did not trust,” Aziraphale responded after several long moments, wringing his hands together behind his back and biting his lip. He didn’t know how to react to this. Crowley did not seem like himself, and it was . . . scary. “I was never in any real danger, because it was you who was holding the gun.”

(Missing scene from directly after the Bullet Catch scene, to the scene in the dressing room. Aziraphale didn't realize how genuinely scared Crowley was at the prospect of hurting him, and in fear, a lot of things are said, and a lot of things are revealed. INCLUDES AN ALTERNATE ENDING THAT IS JUST SMUT.)

One of them gave me the funko pop (which was extremely expensive and hard to find, trust me I've been looking for one for 2 years) and the other wrote me a beautiful heartfelt letter and qouted Good Omens at the end which really just made me bawl my eyes out.