#lilly dress

[lillylunala]

I love you gangle

[dial-p-for-placey]

Prepare for trouble! And make it double! 💐🤵‍♀️👰‍♂️🐱

A friend had suggested I draw this piece for years and I finally did!! Probably because I've been thinking about Rachael Lillis 😭

[dozydawn]

[demonsandpieohmy]

Crowley has a pretty new dress. And Aziraphale wants to ruin it.

Rating E, 1.7k words

To Shreds

This was a collaboration with the amazing @searchingforakeythatdoesntexist (ElenthyaOlyenths on reddit) for the @goodomensafterdark smut war. I was inspired to write this by one of Elenthya’s drawings, and then she made some gorgeous new pieces for the story.

Thank you to my lovely beta reader @watsonsstressball

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“What’s the, erm, occasion?” Aziraphale asked, trying to keep his voice even, while knowing he was utterly failing.

“Small temptation outing,” Crowley said. He leaned over the table to pour out the wine, stretching forward and giving Aziraphale a view of how the lace pulled over the fine muscles of his shoulders. “I showed up like this to the Royal Ascot, quite a shock for all those prim and proper socialites. By the time I left there were all kinds of…” he glanced sideways at Aziraphale, “...impure thoughts running rampant.”

Aziraphale had no doubt of that. Crowley looked like sin incarnate. But then a horrible feeling of possessiveness twisted in his gut. A feeling that had no business being there.

“And did you… take an active role in that inspiration?” he asked.

“Nah.” Crowley leaned back against the couch. He toed off his heels and crossed one long leg towards Aziraphale, the slit in the fabric falling open around it. “Didn’t want to stick around too long. I was looking forward to seeing you.”

Aziraphale grabbed his wine and took a big gulp. Crowley couldn’t possibly be insinuating what he thought he was. This wasn’t part of their usual dance. But then again, Crowley wasn’t usually looking like sex on a stick.

(That was a lie. Crowley could be wearing a potato sack and still be the most delicious thing Aziraphale had ever seen.)

“I suppose you depend on me to dig up the best vintages,” Aziraphale said. “Not exactly room for a wine cellar here.” He gestured around the flat.

“That’s not what I meant,” Crowley said lowly. He leaned forward, inches from Aziraphale’s face. “Do you like the dress?”

The thin rubber band of Aziraphale’s restraint snapped, and he surged forward to capture Crowley’s lips in a desperate kiss. He buried his hands into the soft russet hair that he desperately wanted to mess up.

“You little minx,” he panted against Crowley’s mouth. “You know I like it.”

[ennislamore]

And time stretches endless 🩸

[antarcticconfessions]

"I want to show denis lillie the wonders of transsexuality and make him my beautiful wife"

[thecatalogueofroyalfashion]

Princess Sofia || Lilli Jahilo

[luxuriascloset]

Lilly Collins for Vogue Magazine.

[shewhoworshipscarlin]

Dresses by Lilly Pulitzer, 1970.

[enchantingfemininity]

[starry-eyed-wild-child]

posting my Sunday photos for that anon who is clearly offended that I go to church 🤗

[dozydawn]

[devdas5z]

Mia First Look

[lunejump]

more togachako wedding <3

this was the inspo for ochako's suit so you know what the vision is

[talyayet474]

[chicinsilk]

US Vogue July 1957

Wedding dress, in white satin brocade, with a floor-length tulle veil. Dress in colored silk and veil, by Priscilla of Boston. Cream brown jersey dress in Jasco combed jersey by Herbert Sondheim. Mink jacket "Autumn Haze", Emba natural brown mutation mink). By B. Wollman. Bell, Lilly Daché, shoes, Mademoiselle.

Robe de mariée, en satin blanc broché de blanc, avec un voile de tulle jusqu'au sol. Robe en soie de couleur et voile, par Priscilla of Boston. Robe en jersey marron crème en jersey peigné Jasco par Herbert Sondheim. Veste en vison "Autumn Haze", Emba marron naturel vison de mutation). Par B.Wollman. Cloche, Lilly Daché, chaussures, Mademoiselle.

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