#ineffable husband fic

[caligmaera]

im late but happy 5 year anniversary tv good omens <3

[skyrigel]

and then it's the hottest thing ever

[vavoom-sorted-art]

puttin' on the ritz III

The third installment of J.C. Leyendecker inspired art for @moonyinpisces' amazing 1920's fic puttin' on the ritz.

I hope you guys enjoyed my delve into the Roarin' 20's as much as I did!

Here's links to the other two:

Outfit Designs | Opulent Pillar

[thatskindarough]

“‘I just…I thought you might like to come back, one day,’ Crowley said very quietly. Aziraphale’s foot pressed against his again, and Crowley drew in a sudden breath, as if he hadn’t been breathing properly since Aziraphale had stopped touching him.”

This piece was a commission from the lovely @fellshish for their lovely friend, @alphacentaurinebula ‘s fic What Are You Doing Here? This fic is cute, funny, heartwarming, and incredibly spicy, and I’m very much looking forward to finishing it! Thank you Fells for being wonderful to work with, and happy (belated) birthday to you Alphacentauri, I’m very happy I could do this for you!

[metalmiez]

‚You’re getting sappy again, angel.‘

‚Hmmm, I don’t see why that’s a problem‘ said angel murmured and his grip around the demon’s waist tightened.

Crowley rolled his eyes, but he couldn’t fight the fond smile that creeped up his lips. His left hand found its way into the angel’s curls and he placed a gentle kiss on Aziraphale’s hairline, lingered into the soft touch. The angel hummed and caressed the demons back.

‚Who‘s the sappy one now?‘ he teased.

‚Oh, shut up‘ Crowley complained, lips still on the angel‘s forehead. He felt Aziraphale laugh.

‚I’m sorry, my love. Of course that‘s all part of your malicious, evil plan‘

‚M‘yea. Very malicious plan‘ the demon grumbled as he put his arms around the angels neck ‚Very, very evil.‘

[sayatsugu]

Inspired by Factory Settings

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[j4y-k4y]

aziracrow in the wild wild west 🌵

[on1occasionfork]

To Have and To Hold

A poetry-art collab with amazing artist @gahellhimself-blog for the GOetry Pillow Fight with the prompt "Cuddles" in which Aziraphale muses about his love while wrapped up at the bookshop.

Wrapped up and bound, I have found that The sound you make When you’re waking Will break my plans to do anything. 

Instead I sit,  Read a bit with Lamp lit and hand Stroking, spanned ‘cross The band of you, all sleek shine and gloss

My scaly dear Coiling here, with No fear of hurt. You are worth care, Deserve to be guarded, gift most rare. 

So take your rest.  Dream your best, love. This breast won’t yield; My flesh shields thine— I’d wield my sword to protect what’s mine.

Bound up and trapped, Fully wrapped up, Held captive by you— But we two are A group, and I’m happy here, my heart.

Thanks to @the-ineffable-dance for the poetry beta! And huge kudos to @isiaiowin for organizing the GOetry portion of the Pillow Fight over at @goodomensafterdark.

This is a riff on ya-du — a Burmese poetic form with a climbing rhyme scheme — chosen specifically because it made me think of Burmese pythons. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[hg-aneh]

youtuber x streamer AU: Coming Out Stream Edition 💥

[siobhans-world]

Soooooo, I did some art to celebrate reaching the smutty part of my Good Omens Human AU fic - Telling tall tales.

OMG smut is hard to write when you're much more of a reader than a writer haha

[acsalvafanart]

It's Them

[crowleys-hips]

i think it's really funny when people describe Crowley's hair as silky or soft or something along those lines in fics, because if you look at David Tennant closely, you can see they used like 50 hair products on his hair to sculpt that shit to perfection. it's probably hard as a rock or stickier than glue. i want a fic where it's like:

Crowley rests his head on Aziraphale's chest, snuggling close. The angel smiles and raises his hand to stroke his hair, but once his fingers are buried in those shiny red locks, they're trapped in a crunchy sea of slick goop. The slimy texture sticks to his fingers like superglue. He tries to pull his hand back, but it's completely stuck. Not even three consecutive miracles can do the trick. He prays for salvation.

[skyrigel]

*thinks of a new idea*

me: oh this will make a good fic—

my 292739 wips in union:

[vavoom-sorted-art]

They kissed in 1941

This goes with @TheScholarlyStrumpet's story "Almost Lost, Always Found" and was a birthday gift for a dear friend of ours! <3

[goodomensao3tagoftheday]

[metalmiez]

My dear friend @hopelesslysleepy wrote a stinkin‘ cute one shot for Halloween, and of course I couldn’t resist drawing a little illustration for it ❤️

Go and read Paws and Portents and leave her some love ❤️