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Can’t wait to discover what happened to Gabriel…
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Whoops
too late
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Ah, the backbone of any good Noah’s Ark scene: the imagery of all the various creatures being paired up
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Forehead kisses pretty pls 🥺
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What might happen in Aziraphale’s bookshop. I drew it thinking about 4 p.m. Maybe soon, they’ll go eat together in Ritz.
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Using limited color palettes, because God knows I don’t need more choices in my life right now.
But I was long overdue for drawing a Tennant demon.
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" 𝐻𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝐴𝑧𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑝ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑒, ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑦, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑙’𝑠. 𝐴𝑧𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑝ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑘 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠. 𝑈𝑛𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠, 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑐𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝐴𝑧𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑝ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑟 𝐶𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑒𝑦’𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑑. "
I'm very very happy to show you the latest commission I worked on, a very tender scene from "Feeling Love" a fic by Storyteller of the Forest on Ao3
I'm leaving you the link to the complete fic, I promise it's worth it 🧡
✨️ https://archiveofourown.org/works/53360233/chapters/135049270
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Unforgiven
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. walk with me
One of the nicest things about spending more time together was that Aziraphale finally had someone able to discuss literature with him on the same intellectual level. More than that, he had someone to hold up the umbrella while he gestured excitedly as he relayed the technique and highlights of the author he was currently praising. His memory was impeccable, so he honestly didn’t need to have the source material in hand, but it made for a fine experience when he could point to each passage. The rain never fell on either of them, regardless of the umbrella, but appearances were important.
Onlookers always smiled as they passed, charmed by the bookish man engaged in conversation with his dark looking companion. They might have been worried, but they were endeared instead by the umbrella always being tilted to better serve Aziraphale than the actual holder of their shelter—and by the slight crook of Crowley’s mouth as the angel managed to lose his train of thought by going off on a completely unrelated tangent.
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Wow, this is fantastic. 😍
*giggling stupidly*
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I love her ngl HELLO I DRAW GUYS HELLO 💥💥💥
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Them!
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He’s a child lol.
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Day 20 - Beelzebub!
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Day 21 - Gabriel!
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