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the reason i need the weirdo armand who blends drinks based on nothing but colour and feeds garbage disposals and makes weird home movies in the show is because as much as i talk about armand and the cycles of amadeo and marius they're like...the ultimate proof that he is not what anyone has tried to make him. he's not an eternal sex slave or child bride or cult leader or abusive figure. he tries to be all these things because they're how he experienced the world in his most formative years but at the end of the day he has a big heart and he wants to be loved and he wants to experience the world as it is and he wants to watch the same movie over and over again and he wants to protect those he cares about and he wants to ride jet skis and he wants to make a human boy coffee in the mornings and he wants to build a terrible consumerist island and and he wants to be a good father and
Okay but THIS THIS- is why the ineffable breakup literally made my heart skip several beats in utter despair- because there was that MOMENT where the Metatron asks Aziraphale if he's ready to go/if he needs to bring anything with him- and the HESITATION PRACTICALLY SCREAMING OUT OF AZIRAPHALE as he flits his gaze and his stance and his position between looking out the window at Crowley (being closer to her, walking AWAY from the Metatron) and looking at the door to his bookshop (being closer to Heaven, walking AWAY from Crowley).
He's making a major life decision, and he KNOWS it- and there is something inside them that is screaming THIS IS THE WRONG DECISION- RUN TO CROWLEY RUN TO CROWLEY-
But he's determined- to change Heaven, to reinstate Crowley- I don't know. But she's got a plan and she's gonna stick with it because under everything she really does fight for what she wants and what she loves- I just hope it doesn't become their downfall.
tragedy enjoyers (hi) talk a lot about inevitable tragedies where the character(s) were doomed from the start, but to be honest as someone who does not believe in fate/destiny/etc. irl, the kind of tragedy that Really gets to me is the kind where you can see exactly why and how this didn’t need to happen, and you can also understand why the choices were made that made this happen, and you watch an entirely unnecessary but devastatingly predictable tragedy unfold due to a series of understandable choices