I look forward to seeing you all there!
For the first time, The Ineffable Con will be fully hybrid, with the in person convention being held in a picturesque English village close to Tadfield (more commonly known as Hambleden!), for an optional Sunday night outing!
You can find out more about both in person and virtual attendance in our FAQs and you can book for both options here: https://www.theineffablecon.org.uk/event-directory/
Mood.
hey Neil,
If you are to choose between Sandman and good omens on gun point whet would you choose?
to die.
i've subjected you poor fuckers to my unique brand of filth 250 times.
i'm completely unapologetic.
i was a special guest on this podcast
i'm not sorry at all for what i've done
We're back with another modcast! Sorry! In this episode:
We made a list this time
Bentley tells a story
We preview "I Will Blow Your Kazoo" from the sub's soon-to-be-released Valentine's Day album (sung by u/stitcherydoo, inspired by and dedicated to u/FourCatsAndCounting)
Special guest u/quona brings us some conspiracy theories for discussion
Brahms gets a special new flair
Listen now on SoundCloud (link) or our website (link).
Wow, OFMD fandom going hard :)! ❤👏🏴☠️
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Slowly but surely a little family of artists that have illustrated for the Of Fire and Falcons universe is forming and I love it.
Fourteen’s kisses were much hungrier, all of the heat and tension that had been building between them over the past several minutes pouring out as he claimed Crowley’s mouth, leaving him a little breathless. Crowley could feel Ten’s hands on his ass, and he wondered just how far this would go when a gentle cough brought the three of them back to their senses.
Aziraphale was leaning against the bathroom door, a smile on his face. “It looks like you three have reached an agreement.”
- Special Guest Stars (E, 7668 words)
For the Dopplebanging event over on the @goodomensafterdark subreddit!
Had the absolute honour of illustrating for @cemeteryangel725 ‘s fic— a smutty oneshot set in their ren faire AU! They were an absolute gem to work with while I got way too carried away with drawing details as always. Go check it out!
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the major ---------------------- Throwback Thursday to a piece I did in 2006, fresh out of high school! This is fan art of Ghost in the Shell, which is one of my all-time favorites.
stunning cover art by @quona!!
Father Fell has been living a quiet life in a small parish. Despite the looming fear of war, he thought he was content with his small pleasures. Until a mysterious stranger comes to town, turning that life on its head and awakening desires the Father thought he buried long, long ago...
Chapter Sixteen, a short but sweet coda to our story that gives a small glimpse into the near future.
It was in May of that year that Germany surrendered. Less than a year after the battle called D-Day that became known as a pivotal point in the war. The day that Ezra Fell first properly introduced himself to Anthony Crowley (he did share his birth surname once, murmured against his lover’s shoulder but they agreed it was a secret between them that never need see the light of day). The day that Crowley saw in Fell something the man had never managed to find in himself and said it out loud. Strength in the softness of him, the unbroken spirit of a man whose faith extended beyond the ineffable and into the heart of every person he met.
It was a slow but verdant Spring, as though Persephone had been languidly stretching out one limb at a time. They worked the garden together, Crowley in his dark glasses and Fell in a straw hat, looking up to share coy smiles across the unfurling leaves. They washed together after, some days just as leisurely, prolonging the moments of soap--slick contact. Some days they rushed through clean up so they could tumble faster into bed.
Crowley was unspeakably, incandescently happy. It felt like there was a living sun below his sternum, radiating heat and life, powered by Ezra’s smiles and kisses, by the soft breath against Crowley’s neck as they slept, by hands that unerringly sought his at nearly every private opportunity.
literally the first thing i thought of when it happened…. i wish i could make gifs lmao
NINE INCH CROWLEY SNIPPET FROM GLEAFER'S PATREON SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP @gleafer is a complete madlad, and I told her I'd give her a shout on socials for making this masterpiece for us NIN fans.
She illustrated this absolutely insanely gorgeous Nine Inch Nails/Good Omens crossover in a shocking, brazen, and obvious attempt to murder me on the 30th anniversary of The Downward Spiral. If you wanna see the whole pic and ALL OF GLEAFER'S ENORMOUS TROVE OF CONSISTENTLY MINDBLOWING WORK, you should throw some fucking money at her on Patreon. it's worth it. I only sub to two Patreons, and hers is one of 'em.
alright who is it gonna be?
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@the-thinking-creature looks like you got the mark of the beast. You're my 666th follower. What can I draw for you? Anything your wicked little heart desires.
EDIT TO THE EDIT:
@fourcatsandcounting ALSO followed at the same time and Tumblr didn't tell me! So I'm making TWO pieces of art, in the interests of fairness.
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