#the angel that crowley was

[zeldahime]

Highway to Pail Day 19

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February 19: I'm reading a book about anti-gravity. It's impossible to put down.

The angel did not have a desk, because desks had not been invented yet. He did not have a pencil, because those hadn't been invented yet either. What he had was a quill and a book and an innate understanding of the physical laws of the universe and a mission ordained by God.

He was going to build a nebula.

Not design it, technically, just build it. He was given the designs by the Archangel Saraqael, who said that they had been written by God Herself. He'd given a bit of feedback at the beginning, proposed a couple edits, and Saraqael had just looked at him and handed it right back, but that was okay. She hadn't said no, so he went ahead with them anyway. It had been a lot of red, very nouveau-Gothic except that original Gothic hadn't happened yet.

He thought that in the Z quadrant, there should be a bit of a pinky-blue kind of thing, and a bright orange splotch up in the corner of B area, and a big bright yellow streak right down the center. It was going to be glorious.

He sat on the firmament, insofar as firmament existed enough to be sat upon, the book floating in front of him as he worked out the calculations.

Time wasn't really a thing that existed, as such, so there's not a measurement that can tell us how long the angel worked there, alone in the firmament. It was long enough that each time he returned to Heaven to rest or to retrieve a tool, he didn't recognize any of the angels he saw there. He didn't know where Saraqael went. He didn't mind, because he hadn't known any of the angels to begin with. He hadn't been born with friends, just a Divine plan to enact.

Eventually, his nebula was nearly complete. He'd constructed over a million pages of meticulously detailed calculations, graphs and charts, all to carry out the Concept he'd been handed down from On High (plus his couple little tweaks, stuff to make it even better). He'd gotten the winding kit from the Quartermaster and the blessed scroll to concentrate the miraculous energy that would activate the firmament.

God's Plan was going to go off without a hitch.

Except... there was one last bit.

The blessed scroll wasn't like the book. It didn't interact with the firmament, didn't float in the nothingness of space. The angel needed two hands in order to hold it properly, and then he'd need to stand a foot away and turn the crank in order to wind up the nebula. For all the brains God had given him, he couldn't figure out how to work it solo.

He tried for a while, growing more and more frustrated, until he saw a bright blue light zooming through what would become the cosmos. A fellow angel—someone to hold the scroll!

"Excuse me! Hi!" he yelled, waving them down.

The blue light changed course. He agreed to hold the scroll. And the other angel was there with him, watching as he said "let there be light" and as his nebula was born. He thought the other angel would leave after that, but he stayed and talked. He introduced himself as Aziraphale, tried to warn him about what happened when you made suggestions to God.

The angel had already made suggestions to God, and nothing bad had happened, had it? No. This Aziraphale's heart was in the right place, the angel thought, but surely whatever he was all worked about couldn't be that bad.

Sometime after Time started, the demon remembered this conversation, looking up at the angel on the wall. He remembered his book and his nebula. He remembered Aziraphale, and how much he had cared about someone he'd barely met getting into trouble.

He slithered up the wall to say hello.

[sweetlemondream]

the angel and demon on the shoulder symbolism oh im sick

[eklmrlos]

thinking about their peaceful morning in the cottage

[yourangle-yuordevil]

Good Doggos...omens? ❤️

[hansoeii]

crowley!

[jacobglaser]

He's just an Angel... I know.

Good Omens (2019-)

[mariacfrantz]

If a fella makes a nebula right in front of you, how are you not gonna pine after him for 6000 years?

[flopicas]

I found this picture on Pinterest and I immediately knew I was going to draw it

[ato-dato]

Go on, burst every one of his bubbles why don’t you

[plumbum-art]

Can I watch?

idea: Crowley convices Aziraphale to start a tiktok channel ("Just for funsies, angel. To show your ah cooking skills!"), but then edits the videos to make them look as lasciviously as possible. You know...like That foodporn guy.

[diavalkitty]

Oo-oh

I am the sand in bottom half of the hourglass...

[armageddidnt]

Best of Neil's stage directions/commentary in the good omens s1 script book

I went back and read this to help me cope after s2, as one does

[camilleflyingrotten]

Creatives 💫

[fenja-art]

Aziraphale is handling his role as archangel just fine.

[yourangle-yuordevil]

That time in ancient Greece when Aziraphale needed a speedy horse and accidentally invented the pegasus

VS.

Whatever Crowley had going on in medieval times

[punkeduppirate]

look at you, you're gorgeous💥