only on tumblr dot com does hannibal, a show that ended a decade ago, overtake the attempted assassination of the former president and current republican presidential nominee. as per usual, hannibal has absolutely ZERO reason to be trending. just a bunch of gay autistic people hyperfixation syncing.
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Some more art of my version of Benrey (who I have dubbed Gitchrey)
look at you, you're gorgeous!
âI donât think that is what God wants. And I donât think you want it either.â
This line of Aziraphaleâs in the Job minisode keeps sticking out to me. Because this is the heart of the problem, right? This is how Aziraphale can see Crowley so completely and also not at all.
Because yes they suck at open communication and yes itâs because they had to hide their relationship for thousands of years and have so so so much trauma and fear to work through. But ALSO they actually do have a profound difference in how they see the world that keeps coming between them, and itâs not just theoretical but deeply personal to both of them.
Because Aziraphale still wants to believe that God is good. He canât let go of that because his whole identity is wrapped up in being an angel of the Lord, and if Godâs not good then what has he been doing for his entire existence?
And so when bad things are happening he falls back on This cannot be what God wants. The whole of season one, he refuses to believe that God could really want the world to endâeven though we now know he knew this was a possibility before the world even started. He keeps going up the chain of command, trying to find someone to intervene. âThatâs why Iâm going to have a word with the Almighty and then the Almighty will fix it.â As if God doesnât have all the information or hasnât been paying attention.
And really, the events of season one reinforce this worldview for him. Because if the Archangel Fucking Gabriel isnât sure what God wants, then maybe God did want them to stop Armageddon. Maybe it was Aziraphale and Crowley who were doing Godâs work after all.
Heâs gotten as far as realizing that Heavenâs orders are not the same thing as Godâs will, but he still hasnât detached the concepts of Good and Right from God in his worldview.
Crowley is a good person who does the right thing so he must still be an angel deep down. âI know the angel you were.â The only way Aziraphale can conceptualize Crowley saving Jobâs children is, âCome on, youâre a little bit on our [Godâs] side.â So Crowleyâs fall was a mistake; Crowley belongs in Heaven, where he was so happy before the Fall. Why wouldnât he want to be an angel again? And yeah maybe Heaven sucks now but God is still good, so thereâs hope that the system can be reformed with a change of leadership, and Heaven can be made to actually do good, the way God always intended.
But thatâs not how Crowley sees the world at all. He is operating with an entirely different understanding of reality. Because he figured out a long time ago (at least by the time of the Job job, but probably long before that) that you canât base your sense of morality on what you think God wants. Not just because you donât know for sure, but because sometimes Godâs plans are fucking awful. God in Good Omens is not kind to Her creations. She doesnât tolerate questions or doubts or disobedience. Sheâs capricious, turning on the creatures She made and killing a bunch of them when Sheâs in a bad mood. She punishes indiscriminately and disproportionately. She wagers human lives like gambling chips. The kids were supposed to be dead no matter who won the bet.
I think itâs interesting that Crowley is the one who introduces the idea in season one of âWhat if the Almighty planned it like this all along? From the very beginning.â Thatâs probably a comforting thought to Aziraphale, soothing his anxieties about going against Heaven right when he is feeling acute distress at the idea of no longer having a side. (And, in that particular moment, no longer even having a bookshop.)
But itâs not a comforting thought to Crowley. Have you seen what happens when God has a plan for you? It fucking sucks. Woe betide you if youâre the Barbie God decides to play with today. (At bare minimum, youâre coming back with some burn marks and a weird haircut.)
Iâve brought up the line âThere are no right people. Thereâs just God, moving in mysterious ways and not talking to any of usâ before, and I tend to focus on the âthere are no right peopleâ part. But also, thereâs just God.
Aziraphale tends to draw a distinction between Godâs will and Heavenâs orders when it suits him, and collapse that distinction when it doesnât. Crowley almost never differentiates between God and Heaven. Thereâs just God, and Sheâs not going to explain why this is happening or listen to pleas for mercy (although Crowley still tries). You canât trust Heaven or Hell, and you canât count on God to show up and make everything all right. Sometimes God is in fact the reason that things are not all right. Youâre on your own.
(And. Look. Crowley is right on this one. There are certainly aspects of their relationship where theyâre both equally responsible for things being a shitshow, but the text is pretty unambiguous about Crowley, a demon, having the most accurate read on the nature of God in the world of Good Omens out of any of the metaphysical characters.)
Crowley rebuilt his entire sense of self, alone, after the Fall. He created himself anew and developed his own moral compass and sense of identity independent of both Heaven and Hell. âThe angel you knew is not me.â When Crowley does the right thing, thatâs not his angel-ness shining through; thatâs just Crowley.
And from a like, trauma recovery point of view, itâs actually very healthy for him to have the realization that sometimes Godâs just kind of a dick. He didnât do anything to deserve getting kicked out of Heaven. None of them did. Just God messing them about because She didnât like being questioned, or She wanted to see what would happen, or She needed two sides for Reasons and didnât much care who was on one or the other, or Sheâs playing some fucked up little game for Her own amusement. (And if there was some Great Plan that required Crowley to fallâŠwell, that is also fucked up. Because it doesnât matter if there was a reason. It still hurt.)
And while Crowley in general is extremely patient with Aziraphale and his slow, halting journey away from HeavenâŠitâs gotta sting, every time Aziraphale doesnât want to believe that God could be cruel, when Crowley is standing right fucking there. Itâs gotta hurt when Aziraphale refuses to see something that Crowley knows to be true through his own lived experience. Because it should be enough. What happened to him should be enough to make someone who loves him walk away from Heaven and never look back. And it isnât.
But of course Crowley is one hundred percent not going to talk about this, if he is even fully self-aware about having these thoughts, because itâs far too painful and vulnerable. (He talks to plants, goats, God, and no one in a bar at the end of the world, but never to Aziraphale.) And so he says âTell me you said noâ and âI think I understand a lot better than you doâ because he canât say Choose me. Just this once, choose me and he canât say Believe me.
And Aziraphale is not going to think about all this and work it out for himself, because he has a massive lump of denial centered around exactly this thing, that sometimes God hurts people who didnât do anything to deserve it. Iâm sure heâs thought about the Fall in abstract terms, enough to be afraid of it, but not in terms of this is a thing that happened to a person I love. And he has certainly not allowed himself to draw any conclusions about the nature of God from it, because that is far too scary a prospect.
And so theyâre stuck. Until they can figure out how to remove this massive landmine from the center of their relationship, they are going to keep having the same fight over and over again, and theyâre going to keep hurting each other without fully understanding why.
pat, catching the newbie julian staring at his arrow: dont even try it mate. it goes ow ow ow ow ow, not boi-oi-oi-oi-oing.
I would sell my soul for a speedpaint of the piece in your banner. The âyouâre gorgeousâ one its just so incredible i just n e e d to see a speedpaint
Here you go! Quick speedpaint of my recent illustration!
in some other world