Is It Too Soon To Talk About The Fact That Nina And Maggie Are A Metaphor For Crowley And Aziraphale,

Is it too soon to talk about the fact that Nina and Maggie are a metaphor for Crowley and Aziraphale, but NOT in the way they led us to believe throughout S2?

Nina is the tough one, the one that doesn't trust anybody and she's just like Crowley. Maggie is the sweet and kind lady that is just like Aziraphale.

But Nina is stuck in a toxic relationship where the partner exists only in the form of omnipresent cruel texts, gaslight and accusations. She knows that the one she loves doesn't love her back as much, but she justifies every cruelty because she's the "complicated one" and they need only a little bit more time to fix things. She's doing nothing wrong, some things were completely out of her control, and yet she was the one to blame. She's hurt, a victim and yet she doesn't leave her distant cruel partner for Maggie, that is clearly and painfully in love with her. In the end, when she's dumped via text, she understands that she'll need to redefine herself as a person before going back to Maggie (hoping to find her still waiting, because she took so long).

Maggie struggles to pay rent, is extremely lonely and constantly hiding in her empty record shop because she's at her lowest point. She's fallen in love with Nina a long time ago but always watched her from afar. Nina couldn't be interested in such a wreck, she already has a partner and at a certain point she even stated she'll rather stay in her current toxic relationship instead of starting a new one with her! But Maggie also changed during S2, understanding her self-worth and letting herself be free of her fears and insecurities. She'll also wait as long as necessary for Nina to figure out what she needs.

The Nina/Maggie duo is not a metaphor of Crowley/Aziraphale in S2.

The moment you start thinking of Nina as Aziraphale and Maggie as Crowley you realise they're foreshadowing of S3.

The fact that Gabriel and Beelzebub did everything Aziraphale and Crowley did but 2000x faster is so funny to me. They just speedrunned the entire thing.

so embarrassing when i forget im checking someone's blog and i start scrolling through and liking and reblogging shit as if it's just my dash. it feels like wandering into someone else's apartment and not noticing and making myself lunch

Bathe the blood off my hands

Once Merlin got the towel, Arthur begged for the soap again. Begged to wash his body again. He wasn’t clean, he told him. Look at my hands, look at the blood on my hands. 

Merlin looked, wrapped his hands into his, looking Arthur in the eye with a softness he didn’t deserve, “this is why I did it, I didn’t miss a single spot, you’re clean.” He took his face in his hands, “you don’t have blood on your hands, it’s washed away. It’s gone. Now come get ready to bed with me.”

Come. Merlin said.

And Arthur listened.

Dragged his heavy feet up, felt the water fall down his skin, went to grab the towel to dry himself off with his pruned fingers. Merlin just placed his hands into his again, looked up at him with soft eyes.

Let me. Merlin said.

And Arthur listened.

Stepping into his night clothes, feeling the rough fabric run across his warm skin, he kept a hand on Merlin’s shoulder. Steading himself. He was left standing when Merlin pulled the covers back to his bed, fluffing pillows that hadn’t been used in weeks. Merlin climbed in himself and patted the empty spot next to him.

Lay down. Merlin said.

And Arthur listened.

The blankets covered his shoulders as he and Merlin wrapped themselves into each other. Arthur’s face pressed into Merlin’s chest, arms around Merlin’s waist. Merlin’s hands across his back and set softly in his hair.

Please kiss me. Arthur said.

And Merlin listened.

the four horsemen of Queer Agony

I panicked when I saw ao3 was trending because that usually means it’s down

But luckily it was not