i remember you is sooo. how many times does the ice king return to marceline, knowing somewhere deep down that she’s important to him, but unable to remember how or why? the first time he shows up at marceline’s door, after so long separated, she must be ecstatic, only for him to start acting weird, a stranger to her despite everything they’ve been through. how long does she keep trying before giving up on him, deciding he’s a lost cause, and that not enough of the simon she knew remains to be worth the trouble? and yet one thousand years later he still has his diaries and notes, brings them to her as a confession that he doesn’t know he has to make. even as lost within the magic as he is, identity and memory all washed away by the crown, his love and care for this girl he protected for such brief yet vital years remains, impossible to completely erase
this crowley is also a mood
this is a definite mood
this is already crowley as aziraphale, but he apparently spends so much time in aziraphale’s shop that he can instantly recognize when something doesn’t belong, despite not reading, and that’s love!
doesn’t matter how many times i see this shot and how much i may intellectually know they aren’t, i still half expect them to be holding hands and am disappointed all over again when they aren’t
i love how in this scene, crowley has heard aziraphale’s voice, so he has to know it’s him, and by the second line, is close enough to see his face for sure, but he just has to be dramatic about it all
(aziraphale certainly know crowley’s voice---knows it by heart, enough to recognize crowley no matter where he hears it. it’s been 4500 years, just the two of them as constants in the other’s lives even as everything else changes)
i LOVE how in rome, aziraphale instantly recognizes crowley’s voice and breaks out into the biggest grin seeing him. hasn’t seem him in years but is just so happy to see him, regardless of the fact that he’s supposed to be The Enemy™. (even has a tiny vain hope that hey, maybe he isn’t a demon anymore, because then he wouldn’t have to feel at all guilty about liking a demon so much)
aziraphale gets SO excited any time he gets a chance to talk about crowley to anyone else and it’s so cute
the fact that these pictures exists has a few interesting implications:
1. there’s a 24/7 Heaven Cam™ running at all times, everywhere, recording every good or bad deed a person does. (or, at the very least, it records everything aziraphale does)
(side note: heaven has apparently not bothered with color in their ancient celestial cctvs. does heaven have a budget? storage space issues? did no one ever bother to invent anything new once they figured out a technique that more or less worked? do they just hate fun and color is too much like fun?)
2. but no one has actually bothered to look at aziraphale. as long as things are getting done, it’s probably fine. no one even considers that maybe he’s not doing it all himself. no one cares
3. until he says one (1) slightly complimentary thing about a demon
4. THEN it’s time to check him out, and well, he really hasn’t been especially discreet about his demon boyfriend, has he? fraternizing in broad daylight
5. but then heaven also has their own routes to contact hell. discreet phone calls from the higher ups that no one else is permitted to know about, clandestine information exchanges to keep their people in line
6. (because if other angels find out, then where will their authority be? demons were angels once, too. any number of angels and demons must have been friends before, before anyone fell, before the two spent millennia differentiating themselves. an angel and a demon as friends? that cannot be allowed, not by either side. it disrupts everything. if angels and demons just went about being friends again then where would their war be? and they must have their war. but it’s fine if an archangel does it. just taking out disruptive elements. no jeopardizing the war there.)
he really almost killed the whole ruse with a tickety-boo, huh
roman era aziraphale really went right for oysters, huh? he could’ve picked ANYTHING and he’s here tempting crowley to reputed aphrodisiacs
aziraphale’s mug has wings on it, what a nerd
i love the bits where crowley says something vaguely naughty and aziraphale starts agreeing with him before remembering he’s an angel and going, wait, no! that’s bad!
yes aziraphale and crowley holding hands with adam was kinda cute but BOY do i wish we’d gotten them holding hands with each other as well like in the book
their first meeting and the moment it starts raining, crowley starts moving closer to aziraphale and aziraphale immediately moves a wing up to protect him from getting wet. ahhhh
me every time i think about how in love aziraphale and crowley are
aziraphale’s deer in headlights look when crowley asks him to move in is so funny