I started working on this like a week after Season 2 destroyed me. Crowley and Aziraphale are stitched entirely in sparkly étoile floss! Lyrics are “If” by Bread.
100% self-drafted and stitched on 18-count Aida. I reeeeally wanted to center their hands on that bright spot in the fabric, but that put the design awfully close to the edge; if you look closely, you can see where I had to use watercolor paint to replicate the dyed fabric, covering up a white strip at the edge 😅
This piece is currently in Germany with a friend of mine, who is meeting David Tennant at a con next week! She’ll have him sign in silver Sharpie right across the stitches of Crowley. Hopefully I’ll eventually get Michael to sign in red over Aziraphale 💛
Go read now. Don't think. Thinking only gets in the way (at least that's how Crowley appears to operate). Just go read and enjoy!
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*giant inhale*
You get to read my insane Mr. Brown makes the moves on an oblivious Aziraphale while a panicked Crowley attempts to save the day and he’s just so bad at it comic FOR FREEEEEEEEEClick on my Patreon link and search the above title and BRACE YOURSELF for utter chaos. Udder chaos? No. There are no cows. UTTER CHAOS, I say!
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I knew it seemed familiar! It was so cute and sweet and perfect for them. Always love your work! 🥰
Do you think Aziraphale's driver license has been miraculously updating itself since the 30s, slightly changin the driver's personal informations so that nobody notices anything weird, or did our angel just forget about it and in some office somewhere in London there is a DVLA official wondering why this crazy centenarian keeps renewing his license even if he doesn't own any vehicle?
I bet he unconsciously renews it every time he rides with Crowley and that it resides in the bookshop right next to the photograph from 1941
Do you think Aziraphale's driver license has been miraculously updating itself since the 30s, slightly changin the driver's personal informations so that nobody notices anything weird, or did our angel just forget about it and in some office somewhere in London there is a DVLA official wondering why this crazy centenarian keeps renewing his license even if he doesn't own any vehicle?
Oh this fic hits so good (like everything vol writes) but this is definitely my favorite bit because it makes me smile like a goon:
When Crowley hears Aziraphale’s voice in the confessional only two days later, he thinks he must be having some sort of hallucination brought on by his own fevered desires.
“Bless me, Father—” there’s a heavy sigh and a soft thunk as Aziraphale rests his forehead against the screen. “For I am thoroughly fucked.”
“Aziraphale?”
“Hello, dear.”
“Are you—skipping the apostasy this year?”
“No. I’m here to speak with you.”
Crowley’s heart, already racing, begins to thud against his sternum. “Oh?” he answers, and his voice is too high to be casual.
“Yes, I’m afraid I have to register a complaint.” There’s a forced quality to the lightness of Aziraphale’s voice. “You failed to warn me, you see.”
“Warn you? About what?”
“You, ah. You didn’t tell me. That you’re beautiful.” Aziraphale’s voice falters on the last word, goes breathy and a bit broken.
Crowley exhales the breath that’s been stuck in his chest. Crowley is emphatically not beautiful. He’s a freckly ginger collection of poorly assembled toothpicks.
“Wot.”
“I mean. You should give a man a warning. Wasn’t very sporting of you.”
What a gorgeous piece of art to go with equally beautiful words 💕
communicatio in sacris by @voluptatiscausa
more art for vol, because these fics changed something in me okay!!
Crowley is reborn as a demon, their first love is for nature, the second, well, is close. 😇🌿
I’ve been working on this illustration for months! It started as a walk in Eden's garden, ended as a climb up a green mountain of leaves!
You can find screen lock and wallpapers in HD, + psd file on my PATREON, link in bio.
Crowley loves Aziraphale because he is batshit insane. Ángel LOCO. Always full ham. No half measures. Will lick the plate and probably yours too. All the while with a pinky up.