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Apparently, Bad, and Comfortable: theladyzephyr: Folks let me talk about Crowley and sunglasses, because I have a lot of emotions about when he wears them and when he doesn’t, and Hiding versus Being Seen. We’re introduced to the concept of Crowley wearing glasses even before we’re introduced to Crowley, by Hastur: “If you ask me he’s been up here too long. Gone native. Enjoying himself too much. Wearing sunglasses even when he doesn’t need them.” Honestly Crowley’s whole introduction is a fantastic; we learn so much about his character in a tiny amount of time. The fact that he’s late, the Queen playing as the Bentley approaches, the “Hi, guys” in response to Hastur and Ligur’s “Hail Satan”. I like this intro much better than the one originally scripted with the rats at the phone company, but I digress. Crowley wears sunglasses when he doesn’t need them. Specifically, he still wears them around the demons, and when he’s in hell. You know where Crowley doesn’t wear glasses? At home. We never once see him wearing glasses in his flat, except for when he knows Hastur and Ligur are coming. That’s an emotional kick to the gut for me. Here’s one of the only places Crowley’s comfortable enough to be sans glasses, and when he knows it’s going to be invaded he prepares not just physically with the holy water, but by putting up that emotional barrier in a place where he wasn’t supposed to need it. An argument could be made that Crowley actually never needs glasses. We’re shown that it’s well within the angels’ and demons’ powers to pass unnoticed by humans. Crowley and Aziraphale waltz out of the manor in the middle of a police raid, and going unnoticed by the police takes so little effort that they can keep up a conversation while they stroll through. Even an unimaginative demon like Hastur apparently doesn’t have trouble with the humans losing it over his demonic eyes. The humans in the scene at Megiddo are acting like “this guy is a little weird” and not “holy shit his entire eyeballs are black jelly” That means that Crowley’s glasses are a choice, just like Aziraphale’s softness. Sure, he could arrange matters so that nobody ever noticed his eyes, but he doesn’t want to. Crowley wants acceptance, and he wants to belong, and he’s never, ever had that. He didn’t fit in before the Fall in Heaven, he doesn’t fit in with the demons in Hell. With the glasses, and with the Bentley and his plants and with the barely-bad-enough-to-be-evil nuisance temptations, he’s choosing Earth. This is where he wants to fit in, perhaps not with the humans, but amongst them. Even after Crowley is at his absolute lowest, when he thinks Aziraphale’s dead and he’s on his way to drink until the world ends, he takes the time to put a new pair on when the old ones are damaged. He needs that emotional crutch right now, even with everything about to turn into a pile of puddling goo he’s not ready for the world to see his eyes. Which is why I swore out loud when Hastur forcibly takes them off. It’s about the worst thing that Hastur could have done. Rather than leading with a physical threat, his first act is to strip away Crowley’s emotional defences. It’s a great writing choice because god it made me hate Hastur, even more than all the physical violence we see him do. It’s also the moment that Crowley really truly gets his shit together, and focuses all of his considerable imagination on getting to Tadfield and Aziraphale to help save the world. He’s wielding the terrifyingly unimaginable power of someone who’s hit rock bottom and realised it literally could not get any worse than this. He doesn’t put another pair of glasses on after discorporating Hastur, and he spends the majority of the airbase sequence without them. He puts them back on again, I think, at the moment that he really lets himself hope. When he thinks ‘shit, there may be a real chance that we get through this to a future that I don’t want to lose’. The vulnerability is back, and he needs Adam to trust him. In Crowley’s mind being accepted by a human means he needs to have his eyes hidden. Someone give the demon a hug, please. Interestingly, there’s only one time in the whole series that we see Crowley willingly choose to take his glasses off around another person. Only one person he’ll take down that barrier for, and even then he’s drunk before he does it. Dear God/Satan/Someone that makes my heart ache. Crowley’s chosen Earth, but he’s also chosen Aziraphale. He’s been looking for somewhere to belong his entire existence, and it’s with the angel that he finally feels it. When the dust settles and the world is saved and they finally have space to be themselves unguarded, I like to imagine Crowley takes off the glasses when it’s just the two of them; the idea of being known doesn’t scare him quite so much anymore.  
Apparently, Bad, and Comfortable: theladyzephyr:

Folks let me talk about Crowley and sunglasses, because I have a lot of emotions about when he wears them and when he doesn’t, and Hiding versus Being Seen.
We’re introduced to the concept of Crowley wearing glasses even before we’re introduced to Crowley, by Hastur: “If you ask me he’s been up here too long. Gone native. Enjoying himself too much. Wearing sunglasses even when he doesn’t need them.”
Honestly Crowley’s whole introduction is a fantastic; we learn so much about his character in a tiny amount of time. The fact that he’s late, the Queen playing as the Bentley approaches, the “Hi, guys” in response to Hastur and Ligur’s “Hail Satan”. I like this intro much better than the one originally scripted with the rats at the phone company, but I digress.
Crowley wears sunglasses when he doesn’t need them. Specifically, he still wears them around the demons, and when he’s in hell.
You know where Crowley doesn’t wear glasses? At home.
We never once see him wearing glasses in his flat, except for when he knows Hastur and Ligur are coming. That’s an emotional kick to the gut for me. Here’s one of the only places Crowley’s comfortable enough to be sans glasses, and when he knows it’s going to be invaded he prepares not just physically with the holy water, but by putting up that emotional barrier in a place where he wasn’t supposed to need it.
An argument could be made that Crowley actually never needs glasses. We’re shown that it’s well within the angels’ and demons’ powers to pass unnoticed by humans. Crowley and Aziraphale waltz out of the manor in the middle of a police raid, and going unnoticed by the police takes so little effort that they can keep up a conversation while they stroll through. Even an unimaginative demon like Hastur apparently doesn’t have trouble with the humans losing it over his demonic eyes. The humans in the scene at Megiddo are acting like “this guy is a little weird” and not “holy shit his entire eyeballs are black jelly”
That means that Crowley’s glasses are a choice, just like Aziraphale’s softness. Sure, he could arrange matters so that nobody ever noticed his eyes, but he doesn’t want to. Crowley wants acceptance, and he wants to belong, and he’s never, ever had that. He didn’t fit in before the Fall in Heaven, he doesn’t fit in with the demons in Hell. With the glasses, and with the Bentley and his plants and with the barely-bad-enough-to-be-evil nuisance temptations, he’s choosing Earth. This is where he wants to fit in, perhaps not with the humans, but amongst them.
Even after Crowley is at his absolute lowest, when he thinks Aziraphale’s dead and he’s on his way to drink until the world ends, he takes the time to put a new pair on when the old ones are damaged. He needs that emotional crutch right now, even with everything about to turn into a pile of puddling goo he’s not ready for the world to see his eyes.
Which is why I swore out loud when Hastur forcibly takes them off.
It’s about the worst thing that Hastur could have done. Rather than leading with a physical threat, his first act is to strip away Crowley’s emotional defences. It’s a great writing choice because god it made me hate Hastur, even more than all the physical violence we see him do.
It’s also the moment that Crowley really truly gets his shit together, and focuses all of his considerable imagination on getting to Tadfield and Aziraphale to help save the world. He’s wielding the terrifyingly unimaginable power of someone who’s hit rock bottom and realised it literally could not get any worse than this. He doesn’t put another pair of glasses on after discorporating Hastur, and he spends the majority of the airbase sequence without them.
He puts them back on again, I think, at the moment that he really lets himself hope. When he thinks ‘shit, there may be a real chance that we get through this to a future that I don’t want to lose’.
The vulnerability is back, and he needs Adam to trust him. In Crowley’s mind being accepted by a human means he needs to have his eyes hidden. Someone give the demon a hug, please.
Interestingly, there’s only one time in the whole series that we see Crowley willingly choose to take his glasses off around another person. Only one person he’ll take down that barrier for, and even then he’s drunk before he does it.
Dear God/Satan/Someone that makes my heart ache. Crowley’s chosen Earth, but he’s also chosen Aziraphale. He’s been looking for somewhere to belong his entire existence, and it’s with the angel that he finally feels it.
When the dust settles and the world is saved and they finally have space to be themselves unguarded, I like to imagine Crowley takes off the glasses when it’s just the two of them; the idea of being known doesn’t scare him quite so much anymore.  

theladyzephyr: Folks let me talk about Crowley and sunglasses, because I have a lot of emotions about when he wears them and when he doesn’...

Dogs, Target, and Tumblr: ups-dogs:Having fun with Bentley. Thanks Lupe
Dogs, Target, and Tumblr: ups-dogs:Having fun with Bentley. Thanks Lupe

ups-dogs:Having fun with Bentley. Thanks Lupe

Dogs, Target, and Tumblr: ups-dogs:Having fun with Bentley. Thanks Lupe
Dogs, Target, and Tumblr: ups-dogs:Having fun with Bentley. Thanks Lupe

ups-dogs:Having fun with Bentley. Thanks Lupe

Dogs, Bentley, and Couch: We had a "no dogs on the couch" rule. Bentley would put his face against the couch and stare at us while we tried to watch TV. Never give up on your dreams people. You'll get there eventually!
Dogs, Bentley, and Couch: We had a "no dogs on the couch" rule. Bentley would put his face against the couch and stare at us while we tried to watch TV. Never give up on your dreams people. You'll get there eventually!

We had a "no dogs on the couch" rule. Bentley would put his face against the couch and stare at us while we tried to watch TV. Never give up...

Amazon, Bless Up, and Curving: Smooches from his fren make him very happy So as y’all know smash suffer from insomnia, depression, anxiety, sadness, and general concern that bees are dying at an alarming rate 😰. However on top of this melancholy interior is an exterior of a reasonably handsome - moderately humorous lad so ppl fux with me and I am somewhat enjoyable to be around - thank u God 😍. Anyway to fix the sleep problem people been recommending I buy a weighted blanket. Went to amazon and clicked on the amazon choice and this bish said “Natural weight of the blanket, feeling like being hugged by your lover.” FAM!! 😂 U KNOW lonely people buying this! Why u rubbing it in?! “your lover” ... bish who? Where she at? Not in my bed! Wildin 😂. Anyway that bish came today and I picked up the box quick asf and cot damn near pullt a muscle. And I lift weights! Heavy! But I forgot I ordered this beast of a blanket 😂. Anyway y’all wish me luck. I do be getting big time middle of the night wood so if this blanky weigh my lil homie down and deform him I am suing amazon for EVERYTHING. Emotional distress, name it. The PP curve beautifully right now so if this weighted blanket heck me up and u see me in a Bentley Coupe with Draya Michelle in the passenger side just know that lawsuit money came thru O...krrrrrrrrrrrrrr! 😂 bless up 😍😂😂
Amazon, Bless Up, and Curving: Smooches from his fren make him very
 happy
So as y’all know smash suffer from insomnia, depression, anxiety, sadness, and general concern that bees are dying at an alarming rate 😰. However on top of this melancholy interior is an exterior of a reasonably handsome - moderately humorous lad so ppl fux with me and I am somewhat enjoyable to be around - thank u God 😍. Anyway to fix the sleep problem people been recommending I buy a weighted blanket. Went to amazon and clicked on the amazon choice and this bish said “Natural weight of the blanket, feeling like being hugged by your lover.” FAM!! 😂 U KNOW lonely people buying this! Why u rubbing it in?! “your lover” ... bish who? Where she at? Not in my bed! Wildin 😂. Anyway that bish came today and I picked up the box quick asf and cot damn near pullt a muscle. And I lift weights! Heavy! But I forgot I ordered this beast of a blanket 😂. Anyway y’all wish me luck. I do be getting big time middle of the night wood so if this blanky weigh my lil homie down and deform him I am suing amazon for EVERYTHING. Emotional distress, name it. The PP curve beautifully right now so if this weighted blanket heck me up and u see me in a Bentley Coupe with Draya Michelle in the passenger side just know that lawsuit money came thru O...krrrrrrrrrrrrrr! 😂 bless up 😍😂😂

So as y’all know smash suffer from insomnia, depression, anxiety, sadness, and general concern that bees are dying at an alarming rate 😰. Ho...