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I think the bandstand breakup conversation is the direct cause of Aziraphale defecting from heaven’s army. Crowley howls about the horror of the Plan, and Aziraphale recoils like Crowley’s blasphemed God. He actually says “May you be forgiven,” and Crowley says he’s “unforgivable.” I don’t think that’s self-condemnation. I think Crowley means he’s unforgivable because he won’t repent for it. He’s six steps ahead of Aziraphale here: the Plan isn’t holy. The Plan is absurd. Even their terrible plan to rewire the child Antichrist, failed and fallible as it was, was a better plan than heaven’s, because it was kinder. When Crowley shows up again at the bookshop and keeps begging Aziraphale to leave and calls him a clever idiot for not understanding that heaven’s never going to save the world, Aziraphale tries to offer him forgiveness for his sin in saying that, again. And Crowley gets offended. Rightfully. Because Aziraphale is missing the point.

Aziraphale thinks blaspheming the Plan is offending God because the two concepts have been synonymous in heaven for millennia, to the point where no one up there has noticed that they haven’t heard from God in years. No one’s realized not even the Metatron has a direct line to Her. Nobody’s ever thought to question Gabriel’s right to run the show like it’s his personal Broadway revue, because he’s following the Plan. They don’t worship God, they worship the Plan. Somewhere between Crowley making one last appeal to God herself not to go through with it, alone in his flat, and showing up at the bookshop shouting at Aziraphale about his stupidity, Crowley’s gotten his confirmation that God’s not even involved with this, and nothing’s going to stop it unless they do.

Which is good, because for all Aziraphale’s trying to pardon Crowley’s insubordination, he is having the same realization: the Plan must be stopped. It’s wrong, it’s cruel, it’s unforgivable. He goes to the angels about it, and when they refuse to see that, and threaten Crowley to boot, he takes another step out of line and shouts at them for being bad angels, with the first real fury we’ve ever seen from him. He’s beginning to own his agency–we’re seeing Aziraphale discover the duty of choice, which is so essentially sacred it makes the Plan look profane.

The power of discovering that anger and his choices gives him the hubris to go right to the Metatron about calling off the Plan–and the Metatron has nothing worth saying about it either. Certainly nothing divine. So he takes another big step out of line, and appeals to God Herself. Whether God answers or not depends, I think, completely on whether Aziraphale’s urgent need to do something is from Her, because when the room stays silent Aziraphale turns to the only person who’s ever actually told him how to choose love, like heaven says God wants him to: he picks up the phone to call Crowley. The bandstand conversation has taken over all his other motivations; the shock of the blasphemy has shaken him out of his certainties and into better ones. He has to stop the Plan.

So when he’s accidentally sucked back up to Heaven he already knows he doesn’t belong there; he’s made the leap from “you bad angels” to the terrifying conclusion–they’re all bad angels. They don’t love the world. They don’t understand what it means to have a duty to love stronger than the duty to heaven. There’s no such thing as a good angel, any more, which is why he says quite calmly, “I’m not a very good angel,” as he turns his back on them to make the leap back to earth. When he confronts everyone he’s ever followed or feared at Armageddon with the question: how do we know that the Plan is good? How do we know that the Plan is God’s? How do we know what’s meant to happen next?–Crowley taught him that. The Plan doesn’t have to be worshipped. The Plan can be blasphemed. The Plan isn’t God. It’s all up to them.

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Sharing is caring!! 8} I’ve gone through so many fics these past few weeks. Here’s a couple of favs!

all i need, darling, is a life in your shape by deadgreeks
This fic is SO SOFT and the burn is so good. A+++ must read, top tier mutual pining by two idiots. 

House of my Soul (You Light the Rooms) by MooeyDooey
Crowley rants to one of his plants and spills some secrets. Plant related shenanigans ensue. I could not stop grinning when reading this fic. What a great premise!

Form and Function by SleepsWithCoyotes
AU where Crowley’s real form is a DRAGON!!! I LIVE FOR THIS!!!

Made Flesh by rfsmiley
A little bit of a daemon AU, but not really. Aziraphale slowly and surely falls in love with both parts of Crowley. 

Re-Recalled by Jennistar
Halfway through an argument, Aziraphale gets accidentally discorporated and doesn’t come back. Despite the summary, I laughed a lot through this fic. It’s fluffy and sweet and hilarious to read.

The Cupid by maniacalmole
A cupid is tasked to bring certain idiots together. *makes dolphin noises* 

how big the hourglass, how deep the sand by Handful_of_Silence
The fic in which Aziraphale disappears and Crowley searches the world for him. Everyone and their friend has probably read this fic, but holy macaroni, WHAT A FIC. Guaranteed tear jerker, but what a ride. And don’t forget to read the sequel!! love and its decisive pain

Something Ordinary by literature_and_ocean_waves
Crowley and Aziraphale raises the antichrist. They are such Good Dads!!!

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do you know what keeps me up at night? aziraphale just casually miracling a bike rack on the back of crowley’s precious bentley and the demon doesn’t even blink. he’s just like, ah fuck, the things i do for my angel, and then does this sarcastic little face at him and aziraphale’s expression just says yeah that’s right i always get my way. this is just example 125381649283 of crowley doing whatever aziraphale wants and they are so married oh my god

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And remember: they only got their hands on Agnes Nutter’s book *because* they are so married.

Apocalypse managed through the miracle of angel/demon loving. I can think of no evidence that could conceivably argue against this theory.

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