I Saw Your Ask On Badaziraphale Takes, And, While I Love Defending Aziraphale And Generally Agree With

I saw your ask on badaziraphale takes, and, while I love defending Aziraphale and generally agree with that blog, they're not the final word when it comes to takes on Aziraphale's character (far from it!). If you have a "bad take" according to them, that doesn't make you a bad person or anything. It's good to get opinions and stuff, but don't let the fear of being problematic stop you from discussing things! You might start a discussion and learn/change your opinion after, or you might just have opinions that other people disagree with, and either is okay!

Oh wow! I never thought I'd get an ask!

To be honest I was getting a bit anxious about that very thing yesterday evening. But reading what you said really has soothed my mind a bit, so thank you! :>

You're wonderful!

I will say though, Badziraphales response was very helpful as well!

I'll never stop going on and on about Good Omens I think (your notification caught me in the middle of typing out an idea actually). I think I'd curl up and die if I did.

My only goal is to just make sure nothing I say is hurtful or offensive, that's all!

Thank you so much for the ask dear!

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Forgiveness

Abso-fucking-lutely

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OOO! I love this interoperation and I can agree 100% BUT MAY I PIGGYBACK OFF THE SUICIDE PILL PORTION A LITTLE? (Am I allowed? I'm unsure. I hope I don't ruin it- OP please don't smite me Gabriel style in my sleep I'm just a guy I'm just a lad)

Would it be fair to say he was also saying, (if we took the beaker of Holy Water into account) "It took…a great deal of mental/emotional strength for me to even think about getting this holy water for you…let alone bring it to you here. But I would much rather be the one to hand you what could destroy you then have you go off on your own and get hurt. I'd rather myself be the potential cause of your demise instead of learning you got hurt, knowing I did nothing to stop it. Do you understand how much weight that puts on my heart? Knowing you might be gone at a moments notice because of me? But I care about you...so it's worth it. I can't have you getting hurt. I hear your words. I'm reading between your lines. I see what you're trying to say- I can feel it. Giving this to you now is almost like a sign to you. That now you KNOW I care. So you want to take the opportunity to see what may happen. But it's too much for me to bare. I can only pour out so much of my heart at once. I can't take all this emotional weight- this emotional whiplash. It's too much too quickly...Not right now...But please don't be discouraged...Maybe one day we can indulge in this..whatever it is...Just allow my heart to ease up...I want to...but not yet..."

I DUNNO MAYBE IM WRONG BUT IT FEELS RIIIGHHTT!

I can see how the whole "right-after-you-gave-me-a-suicide-pill-im-gonna-ask-you-out" thing is manipulative!

But I also see it as "He went through all this trouble just for me. He's opening up to me. Maybe I'm more than someone to fraternize with. Maybe he does care. Maybe now is my only chance. It's now or never."

Off topic: Do you think there was ever a moment where Aziraphale ever considered asking Crowely for Hellfire? I don't think he would- but the thought popped into my brain. How would Crowley even transport it? On like...a piece of burning wood? Maybe hellfire matchsticks? A little dragon that breaths hellfire?

I dunno man- just chattering

I’m wedded to the interpretation that “you go too fast for me, Crowley” was a declaration of love.

Crowley chooses the moment after Aziraphale gives him something that could effectively be a suic*de pill to ask him out. (More than a little bit manipulative of him, but I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt and assume that was unintentional.)

Aziraphale sees all the weight of the situation and responds with a reply that fully acknowledges “I know exactly what you meant by that coded invitation, and now you know I know that. I know you love me. I’m not saying no. I can’t explicitly say yes or you’ll die a horrific death and possibly I will too, but I’m saying something that it would take an extraordinary amount of creativity for you to interpret as anything other than ‘yes, but not yet’.” (Which, because Aziraphale is brilliant, could also be interpreted by Anyone Who Might Happen to Overhear, anyone who didn’t see the look on his face, as a criticism of Crowley’s driving.)

And then Crowley’s faintest-you-could-possibly-imagine, blink-and-you’ll-miss-it, hopeful fraction-of-a-smile in response.

I will go to my grave believing Aziraphale was saying “I know you’re hopelessly in love with me, and I know you’re depressed about it because you think I’ll never say it back. You matter to me so please don’t use this weapon I’ve given you on yourself. Please hold on for me because I love you too and I’m holding onto hope that someday we can be together without me having to risk losing you.* I love you too much to say I love you.”

*Incidentally, that’s what “Maybe someday we can have a picnic. Dine at the Ritz.” was about.