Part 11!
COME ON ANGEL, I'VE GOT A POINT TO PROVE.
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.
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Crowley be like "I'm finna ruin this man's whole life."
fem Aziraphale has always been a weakness of mine
work in progressssssssssssss
No I cannot stop talking about Good Omens, it’s load bearing in my therapeutic toolbox.
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i used to be too shy to interact w fanfic authors, but after i finally started to do so, that i realised they're the same @ me
Does anyone need any more motivation to read this fic?
That's what I thought.
Thank you so much to @quona for the amazing art bringing these characters to life!
Rated E, 54,201 words
Read on AO3 here!
Summary:
Since they met at a Florida Renaissance faire a year and a half ago, fire spinner Crowley and falconer Aziraphale have been a great deal more than friends, but they've never quite admitted what they really feel about each other. Now Crowley has fallen in love, and he has five weeks at the Catskill Mountains Renaissance Faire during the most romantic season of the year to convince Aziraphale to see the light.
Excerpt:
Later that evening, Crowley was back at the campground, spinning his LED poi among the other dancers next to the fire, the sounds of drumming all around them. He had discarded his shirt long ago, and he was in his element, the energy of the night flowing through him and the warm firelight on his skin. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a flash of blond curls, a pair of bright eyes watching his every move. He slung his poi over his shoulder and sauntered over.
“Evening, Aziraphale,” he drawled. “You know, you look like an angel in this light, with your fluffy little halo. Have you come down here to keep all of us demons in line?”
“Hush, you.” Aziraphale dragged his eyes down Crowley’s torso, a little sigh escaping his lips. Crowley knew he looked good, and he shivered a little under the appreciative gaze. “Besides, you’re hardly a demon.”
“Oh, really? What am I, then?” Crowley stepped a little closer, leaving barely a foot of space between them.
“Something rather delectable, I think.” Aziraphale placed a hand on Crowley’s chest and ran it upward, over his shoulder and around the back of his neck. Threading his fingers through the red hair, he pulled Crowley down into a kiss, right there in the firelight, amid the noise and bustle of the post-faire party.
Special thanks to everyone over at @goodomensafterdark for all the support!
This is a painting I did four years ago from LIVE REFERENCE, which is a crazy thing to get to do. Well...
I did the sketch from live reference, and then took a heap of pictures of the most gorgeous tiger that hung out right beside me for about an hour, on the far side of some very, very thick lexan at a public zoo.
Can I interest anyone in Firespinner!Crowley in a RenFaire AU? Well @cemeteryangel725 is writing a fic about it, and I'm wrangling some pixels about it. STAY TUNED, BUCKOS.
wip
Two milestones in one day?!?!?!?!
is it so wrong of me to want all three seasons of The Witcher to be re-shot to focus solely on Geralt and Jaskier?
and also for it to be significantly gayer???
i just want monster-of-the-week with Geralt and Jaskier plodding around the Continent bitching at each other like an old married couple and giving each other sponge baths with maximum sexual tension, thanks. i mean plot is cool or whatever, but i could take it or leave it.
i'm gonna have to do some Geraskier fanart soon to assuage my yearning, clearly
putting on colors for the smut war on GOAD for my friend @thescholarlystrumpet's fic she is posting there tomorrow, Unspoken.
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