Tales of an Injured Fog Rat

he lost all need for complicated rituals to touch another celestial being

I'd actually like to thank every person responsible for the kiss because if it didn't happen, I'm pretty sure my mom would still think that Aziraphale and Crowley are pals, buddies and just the bestest of bros

fuck this bit in particular actually

There is something wrong. There is something really wrong.

Hey let me break your heart over that lip touch just a little bit more

Because at first Aziraphale is clearly devastated that Crowley is gone. He brings up his trembling hands and touches his lips tenderly like how Crowley had kissed him. He’s trying to push that feeling of Crowley’s lips into his so he won’t forget. He didn’t pull away. Crowley did. He wanted that kiss to last as long as possible

But then we see his face harden, and he takes his hand away almost violently. He doesn’t just take it away, he wipes Crowley’s kiss off his lips

That look of anger on his face right after. “How dare you do this now, Crowley. How dare you come to me like this. How dare you do this to me.”

He has to have resolve, this has to work because he just gave up Crowley for it. And by god it has to be worth it. That anger on his face is saying “I’ll show you. You could’ve come with me. We could’ve been happy. This is your fault, Crowley. I’ll show you”

All the while Crowley waits for him and gives him every chance to turn around. He waits for him until the elevator leaves the ground. Only then does he drive off.

“It’s too late. It’s always too late”

we go just right.

If I had a nickel for every time a gay angel was sent to super something because he was in love with his best friend, I'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice