Sitting here watching s2xe5 and it’s the scene where Crowley is asking Aziraphale why his French is so bad and he says “I went to Monsieur Rossignol’s night classes in 1760”.
I decided to Google if this was a real person since the name wasn’t familiar to me, and instead I had my giant gay heart stomped on by Neil Gaiman once again.
The French word for nightingale: Rossignol
It’s the language of romance and Aziraphale took night classes with a Mr. Nightingale. I CAN’T BREATHE.
Been thinking more about this scene because like..
It's clearly an "Oh" moment
But how tf am I supposed to believe that Crowley, who we all know has been feeling love for Aziraphale since the garden of Eden
And has spent thousands of years living amongst humans, engaging in their customs, watching their movies, listening to their music
never identified "oh! this feeling is kind of similar to human love"
But like... it would be so Crowley to just think it was a singular experience. To just be so swept up in the enormity of his emotions, and to believe he is the only being that's ever felt this way.
Why would he ever think to link it to it to humanity? it probably feels much bigger than that, humans could never understand.
and if this feeling truly started on the wall in Eden, he wouldn't have had the human context to frame it with yet anyway
It's not until Nina reframes it for him that he's like "oh, shit"
Loki literally stares directly at Mobius for almost 10 full seconds before announcing what his time slipping is really about. Sylvie is behind him the entire time and Loki only turns around to say he can rewrite the story, to tell Sylvie what he’s already decided to do. There is absolutely no doubt who Loki is referring to when he discovers what’s really driving him.
I love how ed doesn't even look angry or intimidating in those drawings! He doesn't look like the kraken, he just looks like ed, soft and maybe even pleasant!