Tag: Aziraphale

crowleys-bentley:

azirasphales:

“There needn’t be a war! We can save everyone!”

“The point is not to avoid the war. The point is to win it.”

Alright settle in kids, I’m about to go film production geek (as always) and rave about how much I LOVE EYE LIGHT. So I’m a huge classic movie fan and one of my favorite parts of old movies is the way they lit their subjects. A common thing on single shots (especially with leading stars) was to highlight the faces and eyes with soft light which gave the stars a twinkle in their eyes and an angelic glow.

This is the scene that made me fall in love with Michael Sheen. Hanging on a close up of him showcased the immense talent and emotion Michael brought to Aziraphale. He conveyed so many micro emotions and wow be still my heart. But it was the the LIGHT REFLECTED in his eyes and his glow against the darker background that absolutely sold it to me. Like that setup portrayed him as a literal angel to me and I just gotta say I LOVE EYE LIGHT.

marveliciousfanace:

With all these headcannons now about Aziraphale being War’s creator/father (what with the sword debacle) I honestly can’t stop laughing. Because I’m picturing, like:

War is on vacation. A proper one, this time, without all the “inadvertent” killing. And she just so happens to be in SoHo. Flashy motorcycle, red leather jacket and all, she skids to a stop outside a corner bookshop with a screech like a battle cry. Her heels click on the pavement like triggers cocking as she dismounts and strolls into the shop, grinning as the warning bell tinkles overhead. She drops down into the nearest armchair, kicking her feet up onto the coffee table, and twists a curl – so like Aziraphale’s, those curls – around a brightly painted fingernail. “Hey Dad!” she calls out. “I’m home!”

In the backroom, Aziraphale hisses into the telephone, “For Heavens sake, Crowley, my daughter is here! What am I supposed to do with her? The last time we spoke she was trying to cause the apocalypse!”

On the other end of the line, Crowley holds back a snort, because of course this is the family he married into. “I dunno,” he drawls. “You could always try grounding her.”

gentleomens:

what aziraphale says: i’ve kept this coat in tip-top condition for over 180 years now

what aziraphale means: i’ve ensured that the slightest stain doesn’t befall on this coat because even if i removed it i would know it was there

what crowley says: 90 years and not a scratch

what crowley means: i’m so good at fixing this car that you won’t believe the number of people i’ve run over with it

adequately-fed-artist:

So there are two possibilities with the ‘Crowley and Aziraphale were in love before the fall but A had his memories wiped’

1)They were super duper fucking in love, and shortly after meeting Aziraphale as Crowley, the demon decides that either he get the Angels memories back or accepts he’ll never be with him again, because Aziraphale will never fall in love with him anew, not for a demon.

2)They fall more super duper fucking in love as Angel and Demon than they ever did pre-fall, and Crowley doesn’t want Aziraphale to recover his memories of before, because even with the Angel loving him now, how could he compete in Aziraphale’s affections with the Divine version of himself?