I need more of your wips
have some snack-sized 1941 angst, i have way too many of those just. sitting in my wip folders
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"It's not—listen, I don't—"
"Angel," Crowley interrupts him, far more gently than he thought himself capable of. "I know."
Some of the tension bleeds from Aziraphale's body, and his fingers still, unclenching and leaving behind pale half-moon scars on the outside of his wrist. His cheeks are flushed with a bottle of wine and the taste of it on Crowley's tongue, and when he inhales to calm his own trembling hands, he is hit with a wave of unconcealed desire. For a second, it is impossible to tell where Aziraphale's ends and his begins—not that it matters anymore, not with three feet of space and the weight of God's gaze separating them.
"I know," he repeats, trying to forget the caress of tear-stained lips on his throat, the press of warm hands on his face, his ribs, sliding down and down, and—
He pulls his shades out of wherever he had banished them and slides them back into place, gritting his teeth at the disappointment settling on Aziraphale's face. Dawn is an hour away, and the pleasant chill of angel-blue eyes meeting the hidden gold of his makes him consider staying until the sky turns grey; yearning for another taste of something is so much more dangerous than the temptation of the unknown. Crowley knows that if he does not leave now, he probably never will.
"See you soon?"
Aziraphale smiles, fragile, hopeful, scared. The brittle glass inside his chest holding back centuries of desperate longing is beginning to crack, forming the tiniest fracture, and Crowley allows the next sentence to slip through; just this once, he lets himself be honest.
"Couldn't live without you, angel."
Within one inhale and the next, he is gone, and Aziraphale watches the door unblinking until the sun washes away Crowley's shadow.
Yes, they are. And think about next WHOLE F*CKING YEAR OF NEW FICS OHMYGOD
same energy
I almost discorporate! Holy sunset, it marvelous piece of beautiful idiots 🙏
@idonotknowhowtonamemyblog send me a photo of a beautiful sunset and kindly let me incorporate it into this piece!
Hello, I have to accomplish my duty and join to the Book Omens Week!
And also figure out their look, because... I watched the TV series firstly, then read book and I must to admit I was (and still I am) so impacted by David and Michael and drawings by other artist that I wasn't sure I could draw my own version for a while. Well, so I have started and drawn til they look like this. Surprisingly it didn’t take me so much time as I expected and I love them already.
BW version, because don’t force me to decide what color Crowley’s hair is
This is pure joy! Draw Michael for first time, hope I didn’t mess up him, because he deserves all love of the world. ...look at this eyes wrinkles please, look, you could lost in them.
I had a really hard times for last weeks. My laptop was in servis, three times a month (don’t even talk about price), I was struggling with offices (still I am but some things are solved at least), with lack of job offers in my profession (did I say I quite job), and many many other things that many people probably suffer from too, but sometimes it’s just too much. When I received another bad news, mum took me to the bookshop (actually she dropped me there, my sweet dear mum, I love her).
I haven’t been in a bookshop for years.
I bought three books, one for me and two for my siblings - Christmas is coming and who knows when I'll be able to go shopping again.
I bought Good Omens. Precisely after 30 years it’s finally translated to my language and I didn't hesitate for a second. I can’t stop staring at my small collection and smiling and feeling a little better.
(why the fck is the book getting bigger and bigger)
(the bigger bright book is that new one and the blue 24 yrs younger one is half the size, I swear)
Holy shit, how beautiful! I love everything about it, colors, texture, light, hands and wings (I have a thing for hands apparently) and the huge amount of details. This is LOVE.
Temptation
Be more like Aziraphale.
Read books, break the rules and be the bitchiest bastard about it.
…also be kind ✌️
A Good Omens Telegraph AU - Read on AO3
Rating: Explicit (No Archive Warnings) Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Human, Telegraph AU, Long-Distance Relationship, Telegraph Sex, I can’t believe I might be the first to use this tag, Making Love, Wound tending if you squint, Frostbite, Self-indulgence level 9000+, Body Worship, I have written this thing for myself but you can read it too, Bathing together as one of the top 3 levels of intimacy, Biblical references and reinterpretation, Questioning one’s faith, First Meetings, First Kiss, First Time, POV First Person, POV Aziraphale (Good Omens), Alternate Universe - War
Excerpt:
Do you remember, my darling, the early days when there were just fingers and air and sounds – a rhythmic beeping in the day, a frantic answer in the night? The orange glow of lamps. Coding and decoding. Choosing the words carefully, never too many, but always enough.
Notes: Thanks a trillion times to @mllekurtz and @shout-cast, my two wonderful and excellent betas and precious friends who helped me get this word stew ready. This would have never been possible without you. You’re the best!!! 🧡
Do you know that feeling when you are working on some new piece and you are having great time and flow and then you stop (for whatever reason) so you go back to drawing another day but you feel like every new line, stroke of brush is BAD and WRONG and suddenly you hate your work, you close the file and fall into depression and repression and everything. When some time pass (for example a month or in my case a year) you can look again on that piece and you say to yourself: oh, wow, it's still good and I like it and I really could finish it now. Then you open it and froze and think: oh no, I forgot what brushes I used, forgot the idea, my style changed and I am a different person with a different taste and I can't do it, what was I thinking and suddenly you hate it and myself and everything
circle of life
Hello people!there are my works I don't write (even if I really really really want, I could break my both arms and nothing would come up), but I do art, mostly Good Omens fanart and studies.my sideblog with Good Omens content https://www.tumblr.com/siskeyblog
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