Lineart For, You Guessed It, Another FemCrowley. So On-brand For Me.

Okay so I bought Rebelle 7 (digital art software meant to mimic physical media) while it is on sale for like ten bucks and gave it a whirl. Naturally, I painted a Crowley portrait.

I dig Rebelle so far. It certainly makes some juicy brushstrokes with the oil paint brushes and the blending is quite nice. I look forward to abusing the software to see if I can break it.

petition to renew OFMD :) <3

Part 10!

DRAMATIC?

The illustrated smutty one-shot continues. Part 7 of who-the-fuck-knows-anymore. A flashback begins to explain how Az got himself into this situation.

Have the whole panel, Tumblr, as a treat.

Catch the rest on my Patreon, for the NSF+ Tiers.

Crowley be like "I'm finna ruin this man's whole life."

Here are the Sargent portraits that I referenced so that you can see where I drew inspiration for this piece!

Mrs. Hugh Hammersley, John Singer Sargent (1892)

I specifically referenced the rug, giltwood furniture, that little round pillow, and her skintones.

Gertrude Vernon, Lady Agnew of Lochlaw, John Singer Sargent (1892)

Referenced for pose and expression.

Ena and Betty, Daughters of Asher and Mrs. Wertheimer, John Singer Sargent (1901)

The vase!

Lady Helen Vincent, Viscountess d'Abernon, John Singer Sargent (1904)

The hands playing with jewelry, expression.

Milicent, Duchess of Sutherland, John Singer Sargent (1904)

Skintone, colors of the dress and embroidery, expression.

The Daughters of Edward Darley Boit, John Singer Sargent (1882)

Back ground colors, the vases, the floor and rug

A Place to Call Home --- --- ---

This piece was commissioned by my dear friend @tawnyontumblr for HER dear friend @saretton to accompany a WONDERFUL fic that Tawny wrote for Saretton's birthday!

The fic is A Place to Call Home (Explicit, on AO3), a Human AU set in the Late Victorian/1890s and featuring Portrait Painter!Aziraphale and Stage Actor!Crowley as his artistic muse. I am in love with this concept.

Crowley's voice was almost too soft to hear. It nearly faded amidst the sweep of Aziraphale’s brush over canvas, the carriage rattling past outside—another layer of stimuli amidst the light, and the smell of linseed oil and turpentine. The way the fabric Crowley wore hissed gently over his skin as he slowly, minutely shifted position and then moved back.

He half sat half reclined on a Louis XVI armchair that Aziraphale had picked up in an estate sale. His legs were crossed, and the emerald banyan, embroidered with gold, slid from one shoulder. Aziraphale had been staring at that curve of lightly freckled skin while he'd been mixing rose madder and Chinese white, letting the brush sweep over the damp canvas as he sought to give voice to the hunger he felt.

The idea here was for me to paint the portrait of Crowley that Aziraphale is painting in the story.

Tawny asked me to paint with John Singer Sargent vibes, who is quite possibly my favorite artist of all time, and one of, if not the greatest, portrait painters of the 19th century. It's quite a tall order to try to imitate his style, so I settled for something Sargentesque! She also specified that "I want I am both painting and fucking him vibes. Intimate. That's the word." And I hope I delivered.

@goodomensafterdark Ya'll need to go read this fic its hot af.

I post all of my work, including the really filthy shit, full-sized WIPs, tutorials, comics, exclusive pieces, and more on my on my Patreon

A print of this piece will be up in my print shop on INPRNT!

loish's figures are everything

MUSCLES 💪 Drawn for last month’s drawing challenge!

GO READ THIS FIC INSPIRED BY MY ART, PLS, IT'S GREAT

Original: don't fret precious, i'm here

@goodomensafterdark

Aziracrow Birthday Fic for Quona!

Here's a brand spanking new fic for the one and only @quona for their birthday (yes I know I'm a little late, shhh!)

It's based off of their own fantastic artwork which you can see here

Title: I'm Here 

Words: 8.5k

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Crowley awakens from an awful dream to discover that Aziraphale had not in fact left him again, and was actually right there next to him in bed. Aziraphale tries to reassure him, but some wounds take more than just time to heal, if only Crowley could tell his angel what he needs.

Check out the tags on AO3

Look how adorable these shades are!

hello good omens fandom

*throws fanart and runs away*

😈 Love drawing this face 😈

Self reblog because I love this piece of art I did for @thescholarlystrumpet

the rest is silence --------------------------

This is an illustration I did for @thescholarlystrumpet's fic "The Rest is Silence," which you can---nay, you must, go read on AO3. The Rest is Silence on AO3 (Explicit rating, sorry kids)

We did this collaboration as a part of GOAD's (@goodomensafterdark) ongoing Smut Wars so, this is not at all safe for work, but if you wanna risk it anyway, check out the full size under the jump.