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AMAZON!!!!! Where’s my DVD?!
117. HAPPY HALLOWEEN BIRTHDAY OTABEK!
The demon, Crowley… a-a-a wily adversary…
More welcome to the madness shenanigans
I’m not gonna be over this any time soon
also this is based on >>that one Hark, A Vagrant<< comic strip
you know the one
every crowley scene: 10/?
Good Omens, Aziraphale/Crowley, Mature/Explicit, 4,600 words (ch. 1 of 2, complete)
“What did you think would happen?” Crowley demanded. “If you told me? Finding the boy and stopping Armageddon was my idea from the beginning. You had to be talked into it! What did you think I was going to do if you told me you’d found him?”
“I don’t know!” Aziraphale cried. “You were very keen on killing him—perhaps I thought you would make me do it.”
“When,” Crowley said, “in the entire course of history, have I ever been able to make you do anything?”
——
On the last night of their lives, Crowley and Aziraphale uncover some lies and unleash some truths.
Aziraphale would give anything to go back and do it differently.
Crowley will take anything he can get.
I am ashamed that took a moment
On the AO3 all these years later
The tenth anniversary of the OTW and all the AO3 discussion going around this week inspired me to go look at astolat’s original post about creating an An Archive Of Our Own, and found my comment on it:
“I think this is needed and long past needed.
There are of course huge fanfic archives out there like ff.net, but the bigger and more public the site, the more restrictive it is, the more stuff around the edges gets cut off. I don’t WANT the public face of fanfic to be only the most easily palatable stuff, with the smut and the kink and the controversial subjects marginalized and hidden under the table.
And I particularly don’t want to see us all sitting around feeling frustrated while this fabulous community is commodified out from underneath us.
I’m not fit to be a project manager, but I’m great with details and general organizational work. If someone takes this and runs with it, I’d love to help.“
Eleven years and rather a lot of volunteer-hours later, I stand by every single word.
And then I found my original post on the idea that became the OTW/AO3, which says in part:
“However, as I was reading the comments over there, I noticed a frustrating, but not surprising number of comments along the lines of “well, it’s a good idea, but it’s way too ambitious”
I’m not talking about the really useful and practical comments bringing up pitfalls and difficulties to be aware of from the get go with something this massive and complex, I’m talking about all the comments that go something like this:
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Amen. I want a site like that. I’d pay money for an archive like that, and I’d invest time and effort to make sure it’s as great as it can be. […] But then I hit the realism switch in my brain and it goes ‘splodey. Because sadly it’s not a very realistic concept.
And this:
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In a perfect world it could be an amazing thing and a great way to “rally the troops” so to speak and provide a sort-of one-stop shop for fan-fiction readers and writers. I see a couple potential problems, though.
Or this:
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Oh god. I like what you’re saying, I really do, but I think it’s actually impossible to achieve.
and all the various comments that start with
“It sounds like a cool idea…but”
or words to that effect.
Taken separately, these comments don’t seem like much, but every time a new one showed up I couldn’t help but be reminded of
this post (LINK NOW WORKS) by commodorified, and her oh so brilliant and beautiful rant therein:
“WOMEN NEED TO LEARN TO ASK FOR EVERY DAMN THING THEY WANT.
And here are some notes:
Yes, you. Yes, everything. Yes, even that.
All of it. Because it’s true. We’re mostly raised to live on table scraps, to wait and see what’s going when everyone else has been served and then choose from what’s left. And that’s crap, and it’ll get you crap.
Forget the limited menu of things that you automatically assume is all that’s available given your (gender, looks, social class, education, financial position, reputation, family, damage level, etc etc etc), and start reading the whole menu instead.
Then figure out what you want. Then check what you’ve got and figure out how to get it. And then go after it baldheaded till either you make it happen or you decide that its real cost is more than it’s worth to you.”
And THAT is what Astolat’s post is about. It’s about saying “THIS is what we want, let’s make it happen.” It’s about aiming for the ideal, not for some artificially imposed, more “realistic” option.
And I think that’s fabulous. And I think we CAN do this, we CAN make this amazing, complicated idea happen. But in order to do so we’re going to have to be careful about those little voices inside our heads saying “well, it’s a nice idea, but” and “there’s no point in trying for that impossible thing, let’s aim for this ‘more realistic’ goal instead.”
Because, damn it, why shouldn't we ask for every damn thing we want. And why shouldn't we go out there and get it?”
I am so pleased to have been proved correct.
(And also, in the category of “women need to ask for every damn thing they want”? I took those words to heart, which is one of many reasons Marna/commodorified and I have been married for going on eight years.)
ETA: I know some of the links are broken, they copied over from my original post and I didn’t have the energy to either delete them or track them down elsewhere.
ETA2: Now with an updated link to the Dreamwidth mirror of Marna’s original post.
#supportive
Do ducks have ears? Must do. That’s how they hear other ducks.
Good Omens, Aziraphale/Crowley, Teen And Up, 1600 words
“Pansy?” the demon scoffed. “Pansy? Do I look like a fucking flower to you?”
Unforgivable, that’s what I am.
He’s gay, Mr. Shadwell.
Good Omens, Aziraphale/Crowley, Teen And Up, 9500 words
“It’s just,” he continued, “I’ve noticed that humans—some humans, anyway—they use that word, angel, as a…well, as a sort of…endearment.”
“Do they?” said Crowley, who had invented using the word as an endearment in the 13th century AD.
Look at this amazing picture.
I think this just broke me.
tumblr is just the website version of the Bentley, every blog that’s here longer than a fortnight automatically turns into a good omens blog
also it's actively on fire and falling apart but if we all imagine that it's not, we can stay here a little longer
I’m not sure we’ve thought about Alpha Centauri quite enough and what Crowley’s really proposing here. He wants them to run off together to where there will be nothing else in the entire star system but the two of them. No meals, no books, no Bentleys, nothing. Who knows what sort of bodies they could inhabit there, or if they’d even have bodies. It doesn’t matter. They don’t actually need anything to survive. They can just exist. Crowley’s plan for what to do post-Earth turning to goo is to renounce everything they are and go with Aziraphale to live forever in an uninhabited binary star. That’s all he wants of eternity: Aziraphale.
What seems like a scrambling, even funny suggestion tells us more about how deep Crowley is into this than anything else. And when you see the surprised longing on Aziraphale’s face when it’s first proposed that they leave—“Go off together?”—to a separate universe that would be only theirs—you begin to see why Crowley is so desperate to make it happen, and why, when he later thinks Aziraphale is lost to him, he never once considers going.