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Good Omens S2 is what I imagine watching fanfiction is like.
Can someone please recommend a fic where Aziraphale gets de-aged into a baby and Crowley has to parent
Working on something dope with @naromoreau
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Star Snek
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I illustrated this intergalactic space snake of creation for @goodomensafterdark’s epic fic project, The Serpent and the Owl (AO3, Explicit) an absolutely MASSIVE project to write and illustrate a monsterfucking long fic.
This piece is for chapter one, wherein we meet StarSnek!Crowley and set up the world in which the story takes place. The first four chapters of TSATO are up right now, posting weekly.
He’s just vibin around this black hole, makin star stuff. Look at the little planets forming in his coils:
February 19th, 2024: launch date of the epic fic project.
January 19th, 2025: the publishing of the epic fic, named The Serpent and the Owl, starts.
Total amount of people who wrote or made art for this epic fic: 69 writers and artists.
Total amount of people involved in the project: 75 people, including: 35 writers, 31 artists, 4 creators who took on both writing and art, 5 betas (+3 writers and 1 artist who took on the task), and 1 podficcer.
This is the first part of a series in 7 parts. And I promise: there is a happy ending
Reblogging this one because I was looking at this piece today and still am super in love with it. ❤️
Here's some process shots from this one, as a treat.
The original anatomy sketch.
Started laying down color while referencing a few portraits by John Singer Sargent. I specifically paid attention to how he painted hair (Sargent usually painted hair as one large, dark mass of color with little highlight detail) and how he painted skin (very subtle and smooth, not a huge amount of contrast).
Got the environment blocked in a little, too. I put that blue and white porcelain vase in because I can never, ever resist blue and white porcelain.
More detail in the environment and the character.
Adding a pattern to the chair upholstery.
Working on the rug, here.
This is the full rug design. I sketched the whole rug out in a separate canvas and then overlaid it into the working canvas and warped it into place to use as a reference.
Took this shot when I was halfway done with the decanter and glass.
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!
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!
❤️❤️❤️
Love our Rennies so much.
Here's all the Rennie art I've done so far, for those of you that need any further convincing to go read Cem's work...
THE RENNIES DO KINKTOBER: Final Roundup
Can’t believe I made it to the end! When I first had the idea to do a few of the Kinktober prompts in my extended Of Fire and Falcons universe, I was thinking of keeping all of my entries under 1000 words and doing maybe ten of the prompts. 20 chapters and 55K words later, that’s obviously not what happened! But I’ve really enjoyed this as a writer, jumping around the timeline, writing rarepairs and new character POVs, developing my semi-OC characters, and trying out new moods and styles. If you’ve been along for the ride with me, thank you so much for reading! But if you haven’t taken a peek yet, I hope you give these stories a chance.
Here’s the final crop of stories:
22: skipped
23/Masturbation (Furfur): After an evening watching Aziraphale and Crowley in action, Furfur needs some time to himself.
24/Danger/Helplessness (Crowley/Eric): After a month on the road in very close quarters, tensions between Crowley and Eric come to a head.
25/Feeding/Food Play (Aziraphale/Crowley): When Crowley prepares a sensory dinner for Aziraphale, things take an unexpectedly emotional turn.
26: skipped
27: skipped
28: Cuckold (Aziraphale/Crowley/Ten/Fourteen): Crowley steps out for the night, and Aziraphale waits for him to return.
29: skipped
30: skipped
31: Creator’s Choice: Polyamory (Aziraphale/Crowley/Ten/Fourteen): Aziraphale and Crowley invite Chris and Matt to visit them at home for the first time. Oh yeah, this is an 8400-word sequel to Special Guest Stars, and you know what’s in it.
To catch up on the rest of the stories in this series, head on over to AO3!
Thank you so much to Cowie, Ring, Ghosty, Garo, Joy, and TV for sticking with me through this journey. Your support means the world to me.
And thank you to @quona for the amazing art, as always!
And now I definitely need a nap.
Scaling New Heights 🏰Towerziraphale & 🐉Dragon/Snek Crowley! --- --- ---
This is my piece for @contritecactite's FANTASTICALLY WEIRD AND WONDERFUL fic, Scaling New Heights (Explicit; AO3) in the GO Fairytale Bang!
In the story, Aziraphale is a sentient magical tower, and Crowley is a middling nobleman who is cursed, on the run, and in desperate need of shelter.
I decided to illustrate the very first scene where Crowley, unwillingly in snake form (that's the curse!), finds a lonely tower in the middle of a field with a window slightly ajar, and decides to slither on up.
If he’d heard three days ago that there would be a coup, he wouldn’t even have thought himself important enough to chase, but here he is, running through the woods and trying desperately to keep ahead of his pursuers. Red hair had never seemed like much of a blessing until now, but the gloaming and the autumn foliage work well together to keep him obscured when he stops to breathe. He can still hear them, not far behind, and he knows he has to keep moving. He’s not running for very long, though, before the foliage runs out and he finds himself exposed in a massive meadow. The expanse is surely too long to cross. His fear, previously calmed to a dull roar, flares up at the realization that he’ll be caught, and then he is no longer running but slithering. There’s nowhere to go. There is low grass as far as he can see. He can’t hear the crowd behind him, but the ground shakes with their footsteps. They can surely see him, a massive dark shape caught in the rising moonlight. He changes direction, hoping they’ll all just keep going in a straight line, and then he sees it: a tall tower half-covered in vines. His body seems to carry him there instinctively, and once he’s circled the tower, the only way he sees to go is up. He finds the side that, as far as he can tell, is the farthest from where he started, and he begins his clumsy, wobbling climb up the rough brick. His haste makes it chafe against his sensitive belly, and he has to remind himself to keep going every time he realizes he’s left the ground entirely—how do snakes even work? He’d have paid more attention to them if he’d known he’d be in this position someday—but he makes it to an open window and slithers inside. He drapes himself across the cool floor, exhausted. Just as he begins to fall asleep, he feels his body change back to its usual form, and he hears someone tut at him. “Silly creature. I do have a front door, you know.” Scaling New Heights (Explicit; AO3)
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
Of Snowbirds and Hearthstones
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This is the full-sized piece from which I pulled the cover for @cemeteryangel725's fic, Of Snowbirds and Heartstones (Explicit on AO3, mind the tags!) I was thrilled that Cem asked me to draw the cover for the sequel to Of Fire and Falcons, because I love these fucking Rennies so much. --- --- ---
If you want to see more of my art, I post stuff like this (and full-sized WIPs, tutorials, Patron-exclusive smut, you get the idea) on Patreon.
PATREON | prints | ko-fi | commission
Detail shots from the high res!
@goodomensafterdark
Beautiful, soft, and lovely piece. Az looks like an icon entirely deserving of worship. WITH A BUNNY SLIPPER.
I loved Song of Songs 4:7 by @zeldahime so much that I immediately had to make art. Go read it if you are also enjoy soft divinity kink featuring turbovirgin Crowley fumbling his way through body worship (Explicit, 3290 words).
I bet Tumblr is going to crunch this art something terrible but it's also available full-size on AO3.
fires beyond the lychgate --- --- ---
prints | ko-fi | commission
May I interest you in some Beltane-themed witchy pollen magic? Revelers dancing around May Day bonfires in the woods? How about we add some lust-addled Crowley and sweaty Priest!Aziraphale to that, too? Yes? I thought so! I painted this for the Spring is Here! High Pollen Count Event in collaboration with the absolutely fantastic @tawnyontumblr. I know you know Tawny's fics. I don't need to tell you how good they are. You can and should go read the fic that inspired this painting on AO3: 🔥 All Fired Up by TawnyOwl95 🔥 (Rated Explicit, mind the tags!)
The trunk of the birch tree was smooth against Aziraphale's back. He held on to one of the branches above his head, getting bark dust in his nails as Crowley sucked on his jaw. The last of Aziraphale’s buttons came open, his shirt now only held in place by his clerical collar. Crowley's hands moved down, and Aziraphale's belt hissed as it was drawn from its loops. If Aziraphale turned his head he could still see the fire flickering through the trees, the shadows flitting back and forth. If someone came this way - Aziraphale didn't care. His mind was full of Crowley. The drums still beat in time with the blood pounding, rising up as Crowley's mouth coaxed it to the surface of Aziraphale's skin, fed on him like a starving man.
The full piece:
...and some detail shots from the high res:
@goodomensafterdark, love you goblins, hope you like my art.
for loving one --- --- ---
BOY HOWDY AM I EXCITED TO SHARE THIS ONE WITH YOU ALL. This piece is cover art for @thescholarlystrumpet's wonderful 1940s priest AU fic: For Loving One (Rated E on AO3, mind yer tags) ...which you can and should read, asap. Chapter 10 (of 16!) just went up today, and yes, Strumpet does have the whole fic already written and ready to post, so you won't get abandoned on a cliffhanger. For my part, I wanted to call upon some 1940s aesthetics with a little bit of film noir and some Leyendecker-esque vibes. I hope you like my interpretation! Alsoooooo take some time to check out all the things I painted into that stained glass. I had a hell of a time designing it. --- --- --- If you like my art and want to keep seeing more of it, support me! ko-fi | prints | commission --- --- --- Detail shots from the high-res:
With special thanks to the WINGZ Mag/Maggie's Record Shop Ad 1 chat for supporting me through this stained glass adventure (aka listening to my bitching). @goodomensafterdark
of fire and falcons - aziraphale (aka falconer daddy beardziraphale) --------------------------------- OH HO! I finally finished one of the full character portraits for @cemeteryangel725's lovely Renaissance Faire AU fic, Of Fire and Falcons (rated E on AO3, mind the tags!), for which I also did this cover art, which you may recall:
full res detail shots below the jumppppppp
BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY LOOK AT THIS TATTOO I DREW
OF FIRE AND FALCONS A GOOD OMENS RENAISSANCE FAIRE AU
(COMPLETE fic, 15/15 chapters, 54,201 words!) By GOAD's very own smut angel, @cemeteryangel725, who did me the incredible honor of allowing me to make some cover art for her story. Rated EXPLICIT on AO3, no minors, and, as always, MIND THE FUCKING TAGS.
I'll be posting full size portraits of each of Cemetery's wonderful characters in a few days!
@goodomensafterdark
DOUBLE WIP!
Falconer Aziraphale, meet Firespinner Crowley.
@cemeteryangel725 is writing a RenFaire AU and you know you want to read it. Don'tcha?
Coming sooooooon, my darlings.
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.
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YOUR CORPORATION AND YOU! This is a (slightly edited version of a) Heavenly Pamphlet that I made for Chapter 6 of fishey_me's fic, Corporation and Corruption, which you can find here!
This portion ^ is not included in the fic version because fishey's fic is pre-Fall, but it was so cute that I made a revised pamphlet to post on my socials.
@goodomensafterdark
one thousand and one nights ----
LOOK AT ALL THESE FABRICS I PAINTED (faint sobbing in the background) This piece is for the Good Omens Minisode Minibang, wherein my lovely author, Dashicra (@ineffableomenshusbands) wrote a WONDERFUL fanfic of femAziracrow in the world of Arabian Nights that I encourage you to all go read right this instant. (Rated M, nothing kinky but, as always, mind the tags)
Full size and detail shots after the jumpppppppppppppppp ⬇️
Surviving the Angst War just to live to see the Smut War is like living through WWI just to get drafted in WWII.
Art by the ridiculously talented @vavoom-sorted-art
THE SMUT WAR IS COMING Jan. 8th! (cumming? No coming. Why not both?)
The decadent and delightful artists and writers of @goodomensafterdark are having a war party that everyone can get behind (or on top of, however you like!).
It’s a creative bonanza of the best kind! You’ll be fed WELL, so join us while we titillate each other with art and fanfics about our favorite duo (and possibly trio! Quadruples? EVERYONE??)
Don’t forget to hydrate. It’s going to be HOT.
Oh someone got our poem reference, @thescholarlystrumpet !
For anyone interested, the title of my flappers painting comes from a beautiful poem, "For the Goddess Too Well Known", by Elsa Gidlow, a British-born Canadian-American poet who published the first openly lesbian book of poetry in North America in 1923 (!), titled On A Grey Thread.
For the Goddess Too Well Known
I have robbed the garrulous streets,
Thieved a fair girl from their blight,
I have stolen her for a sacrifice
That I shall make to this night.
I have brought her, laughing,
To my quietly dreaming garden.
For what will be done there
I ask no man pardon.
I brush the rouge from her cheeks,
Clean the black kohl from the rims
Of her eyes; loose her hair;
Uncover the glimmering, shy limbs.
I break wild roses, scatter them over her.
The thorns between us sting like love's pain.
Her flesh, bitter and salt to my tongue,
I taste with endless kisses and taste again.
At dawn I leave her
Asleep in my wakening garden.
(For what was done there
I ask no man pardon.)
i have brought her laughing (to my quietly dreaming garden) ------------------------------ The scene: A smoky, velvet-lined speakeasy smudged carelessly somewhere in the pocket of a roaring, glittered New York City, 1924, nighttime. Prohibition is on, but the law books never really dissuade anyone from getting a drink, not if they know where to go. It sure as Hell doesn't stop Crowley from taking her Angel out for a drink, because Aziraphale wanted one. And hey, it's the jazz age, Crowley knows where to get weed again.
This painting is one half of a collaboration I did with my dear friend @thescholarlystrumpet, who wrote a fantastic companion piece on AO3 (Rated M, mind the drug use tag).
“I got something else to liven up your final night in town. If you’re feeling a little… daring.” Crowley looked sidelong at Aziraphale and arched one penciled-on brow. Aziraphale wiggled happily and slid off the stool to sidle closer, until her head was practically on the Demon’s bare shoulder. “Do tell.” Crowley tried not to shiver as she could feel the Angel’s breath against her heated skin, smell the heady potpourri of perfume, wine, and a pinch of ethereal sweat, taste it on her (currently unforked) tongue. She held up the expertly rolled joint between two fingers accented by red painted talons. “It’s been a very long time, I think, since we really… indulged.” Turning her head just so, nearly nose to nose with her friend. “Don’t you think we’ve earned it?” “Why, you wicked temptress,” Aziraphale murmured, her voice low and slightly breathless, sly smile belying any hint of admonishment.
full size and detail shots after the jump
Guess the fic 🤭🤭
It's Misfire on AO3, AKA one of my fav GO fics. It's also a Supernatural crossover fic, which gives us the absolute joy of several chapters worth of GO!Crowley traumatizing the Supernatural's protagonists, including Crowley detonating a demon bomb while trapped in the trunk of the Impala and surviving. Crowley says "WHO CARRIES BOMBS IN FHE BACK OF THEIR CAR?!" But I thought he deserved to say the Fuck word there so I added it to the drawing.
Link and timelapse of drawing below the cut 🥰🥰
https://archiveofourown.org/works/19246183/chapters/45767005#main
fey transformation sequence from Through the Silent Wood by @summerofspock
Gotta start compilin fics that carve me out like a dead fish cus damn feeling kinda like an empty dead fish (highest regards)
@iswear-imnot-12 did some gorgeous fan art for a fic of mine over on Ao3. It is gorgeous, and I wanted to say thank you!
I just read this amazing good omens fic by @theangelwithawand and had to make a fanart!
This is a 1926 flapper Crowley;
Here are some of my favorite parts:
And my references:
If u liked, please go read it!
Can two friends sleep together and still love each other in the morning? Two long-time acquaintances Crowley and Aziraphale grapple with this question over a 12 years and 3 months. When Harry met Sally/Good Omens crossover soon in AO3! Another poster, this time collab with @scullyphile / @brenna for the @do-it-with-style-events Silver Screen Bang!
Two great lawyers, former schoolmates, meet after a long separation to argue the case for and against a Tennessee science teacher accused of the crime of teaching Darwin's theory of evolution. But can political enemies still be friends after such a time?
Inherit the wind/Good Omens crossover coming soon in AO3! Collab with amazing @indigovigilance for the @do-it-with-style-events Silver Screen Bang!
“All alone in the woods, priesssst.”
(I am working on new art style and also on new project. Many times I wonder about themes for painting, but I don’t have that special gift for creating stories and I really really really like stories from others. And one great story is still stuck in my head, so... Thanks to mia_ugly for bringing Slow Show to our lives and to @smolghostings for inspiration and imaginary kicking to my ass, I love guys! )
I think it's time to reread Slow Show again, even for the fourth time.
Another very specific rec list of fics keeping Tawny sane while work sucked.
Yes, yes, I am writing this when I should actually be working. Thank you all for my self-care routine and giving me some serotonin these last couple of months.
New Horizons, Old Troubles @unproblematicme Pirates and omegaverse! Sexy and swashbuckling. That’s all you need to know. And Newt is the hero we all deserve.
Over the Sea @redundant-angel Angsty and sweet South Downs Cottage fic. I love a fic where they still have to work through things for their HEA and this is handled beautifully. Plus the weather and scenery is so atmospheric.
Blow out all the candles @teslatherat I love a historical au and the detail in this is lovely and engaging. It’s so sweet and hopeful. Victorian Rent Boy Crowley falls in love with a client….
The Rite of Falling @contraststudies and @teslatherat Beautifully written. Beautiful art work. And I love the characterisation, and the way the pacing builds the pressure. A wonderful priests au. I’m biting my nails over my this and swooning by turns.
Just our hands clasped so tight, waiting for the hint of a spark by @mekachu04 with art by @wargoddess9 I just found this! set in cannon and the premise is amazing, and it is so sweet and sexy and lovely. I want to eat it with a spoon.
In our own strength confide by hapax. A second fic I love that addresses how they both deal with their trauma and their freedom. Beautifully insightful character study of both of them. Also angry Aziraphale is very good.
The Fabric of your Hair @saretton Sooooftttt. I love it. So tactile. And just, gah, the yearning, the yearning. Hairdresser Crowley and Tailor Aziraphale stealing touches where they can. Read it and bring a fainting couch.
Divine restorations and repairs @sylwritesstuff and skimmingthesurface Just started this, and think I’m possibly the last person on the planet to get to it, however the characterisation is fantastic. The detail that has gone into the world building is so immersive. I can’t even…..Beautiful, beautiful….
Sanctuary by @leilakalomi This is an exquisitely crafted Hunchback of Notre Dame au, and powerful and I am still in awe of how Crowley is portrayed so well in Aziraphale’s pov. It’s wonderfully done.
And safe for aye, may my darling be @naromoreau and @gayforgoodomens Celts vs Romans, except the two who fall in love, obviously. This fic will kill us all. You have been warned.