Bruna. 28. Bisexual. Brazil. I've got a film degree.
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→ Crowley has something no other demons have, especially not Hastur: an imagination. Right now he’s imagining that he’s just fine, and that a ton of burning metal, rubber and leather is a fully functioning car. He had started the journey in his Bentley, and he was damned if he wasn’t going to finish it in the Bentley as well.
I love Anathema’s first encounter with Crowley and Aziraphale from her perspective
since it’s just like, two men dressed like a failed rock star in leather and dorky bow-tied school teacher run her over, help her, bicker the whole time, play Freddie Mercury’s ‘Bicycle,’ and at the end one says “Get in, angel.” to the other
Anathema’s only interpretation is like “I got run over by an old married gay couple with pet names for each other and questionable camp taste in everything”
crowley’s face after he miracles away the paint on aziraphale’s coat is really what gets me in that scene, because it’s the one time we get the reaction-to-the-reaction to the act of kindness, and you realize that they both know how this plays out every single time, with aziraphale getting both pleased and flustered and not knowing if he should say thank you to a demon and then scurrying away, and then crowley slowly spins to face the camera and his whole being is just screaming this complete resignation like Yes. I Know. It’s Been 6000 Years And We’re Still Living Like This
Crowley can laugh all he wants about aziraphale going over the top with the bike but the fact that crowley made hamlet arguably the most successful play of all time simply because aziraphale gave him one tender look is very Oh Lord Heal This Play
