#crowley fall

[lijzeil]

Shadows of wings

[katcsy]

Did I love too much again?

[nolouvreart]

Once I was an Angel and then— I’ve become something else…

[pocketrabi]

Falling star

Can you find Aziraphale?

[smolnono]

Crowley was hurtling towards hell; his already tinged grey wings turning black, black, black as if ink bloomed along his feathers.

Long red curls whipped and tangled in the air like a flame trailing behind him.

But worst of all was the scream ripping from his throat; entirely unaware the noise was even coming out of him.

Aziraphale slammed the file shut and jerked his hand away, pressing the heels of his palms into his eyes trying to will away what he had seen.

He knew though, he knew even if he could the sound of his screams would echo in his mind for eternity.

[theonevoice]

Inferno

Quivi sospiri, pianti e alti guai

risonavan per l’aere sanza stelle

(Dante, Inferno, III, 22-23)

[There sighs, laments, and screeching cries / echoed through a sky with no stars]

Listen, I know this is a weird mood, but my melodramatic Italian ass will hear no reason or argument.

Lived in Rome, got church art trauma.

I'm loosing my fucking mind.

[casxsunshine]

[stinkyeggbow]

<<<3

[izel-scribbles]

fallen angel

[small-cs-traffic-warden]

Anděl... který ani tak nepadl, jako se spíš vycházkovým tempem k snesl zemi | An Angel... who did not so much Fall as Saunter Vaguely Downwards

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Takže... vážně dělám fanart? Trávím na něm celý víkend? Um, asi už to tak bude. Vím, že samotná postava by si zasloužila ještě více péče, inu, alespoň vím, na jaké mouchy se příště zaměřit :-).

So… am I really doing fanart? I'm spending all weekend work on it? Um, I guess that's what it is. I know the body could use more care, well, at least I know what mistakes to look for next time :-).

[ineffablemonster]

imagining crowley falling but her thoughts were something like captain flint saying "everyone is a monster to someone if you're so convinced that i'm yours, i'll be it"

[lijzeil]

1. Fallen

2. Maiden

(Crowley and unicorn here and here)

[portgasthe-confused-disaster]

Aziraphael stared at their friend's cold body, still motionless at their feet, blackened feathers tainted from the fall dancing around them like grimm autumm leaves.

They knew something like this could happen, after all, Her Grace could be quite severe sometimes with her punishments. However, he still wished he'd been more insistent with his warnings. His friend had always been prone to mess around with fate, he knew deep in his mind that one day or another they'd have to answer for their "authority- defying" antics. And yet he'd always trusted they'd be spared if it came to it. Pain streamed from his swelling eyes, tears falling down burning through his skin, his voice drowned by sorrow and grief. He held his friend's flesh vessel and landed a kiss on their forehead, acknowledging he had to let go, even though he was not ready.

Falling meant dying at the eyes of Her Grace, and losing the light inside would drag them to the bowels of the Earth where

They would be "reborn" in the depths of Hell, slithering through muddy filth and sin.

They would forever have to be apart from each other.

-my own creation-

[sneakyweasel666]

Hello, I made this

enjoy

[cowprintsillies]

Inside me there are two wolves. One wants a traumatic Crowley falling scene, screaming, the whole shebang. The other wants Looney Tunes walking on air, looking down, looking comically back up at the camera, then falling straight downwards (preferably making a hilariously Crowley shaped hole in the floor upon impact)

[suckerforobliviousidiotsinlove]

I may have written a little thing about Crowley falling based on this:

So um here you go.

The trial has been concluded. All angels that sided with Lucifer will fall. One by one, a third of the angels start screaming and writhing in agony. Some embrace it and cackle in defiance, others fight against it apologising and desperately begging to be forgiven. Crowley sees this all happening before him knowing it’s only a matter of seconds before it hits him too.

He looks into the crowd of angels that watch the chaos and pain before them, revelling and rejoicing in their victory. There is only one angel he seeks out. The one angel that looks upon the falling angels in horror and empathy. The one angel that admired his creations alongside him. The one angel who had warned him of this.

Aziraphale’s eyes meet his across the room of pain, celebration, and treachery. White hot claws pull at his chest and one thought crosses his mind.

“I don’t want to go.”

The broken words are silent compared to the shrieks that echo through the Heavenly halls but still they find their way to the ears of the angel. The angel. The only angelic one of Heaven. And those words break the angel’s own heart.

He sees it. He sees his own pain reflected in the angel’s eyes. It’s the last thing he sees before his vision turns white. Before the claws take hold of this arms, his legs, his wings, his face, his eyes, and finally, they take their prize, his heart.

And then he falls.

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Yeah so I’ve been watching Doctor Who and was thinking of the Ten’s regeneration and thought ‘what if Crowley said “I don’t want to go” like that when he fell?’ and that was the inspiration for this.