Nothing lasts forever...
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ID: Digitially painted Good Omens fanart; a series of one long strip of images cut into smaller images. The first panel reads "Oh Crowley", all subsequent images depict Crowley during a different era. The first is him as we see him at the season 2 finale, the second at the season 1 finale, the third as he appeared in 1967, followed by him in 1941 holding the gun from the bullet catch scene, then we see him as he appeared in 1601, followed by how he appeared in 41 AD, next is him in 33 AD during the crucifixtion, followed by him dressed as Bildad the Shuhite in 2500 BC, second to last is his appearance in 3004 BC before the flood and finally we see him as he appeared on the wall of Eden. The long strip of images is followed by a series of images showing angel Crowley; initially without wings and by himself, before we zoom out to see Aziraphale first looking at him and then glancing away with a worried expression. End ID.
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reblog if you鈥檝e read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I鈥檓 trying to see something
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communicatio in sacris by @voluptatiscausa
more art for vol, because these fics changed something in me okay!!
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Haruhi fujioka really is the character ever. Going by any pronouns in 2006. Big beautiful brown eyes like a baby cow. Constant deadpan delivery. Getting bitches constantly. Reacts to romantic advances with a thousand-yard goldfish stare. Perfect flawless protagonist 10/10
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"You could have changed."
"Not with the chaos in my room right now."
"Would you rather feel hot?" Aziraphale looks at him puzzled, then sighs and turns his whole body towards the artist, without getting up from the chair. His hands go to the buttons of his cardigan. "May I see what's so obscene?"
Anthony remains silent for a moment, his eyes on the Lord's fingers, waiting for permission to release the buttonholes. "All right," he concedes, "but if you feel uncomfortable -"
"Anthony聽dear," Aziraphale calls him back, hinting a small smile. "I would like to point out that it would not be the first time I have seen you in an unseemly condition." With his fingers he begins to slowly unbutton the cardigan, from the bottom upwards.
"Yes, but they were different situations and safe environments."
"Let me decide if something makes me uncomfortable or not, hmm?"
You聽would聽tell聽me聽too聽late,聽though.
"Whatever." Anthony shrugs his shoulders.
When the cardigan opens to reveal the artist's half-naked chest, Aziraphale stares unblinkingly. His hands leave the edges of the fabric to brush his hips through the semi-transparent tank top, tilting his face. Anthony places the coffee cup, now empty, on the coffee table.
"Sometimes I really don't know where you find such things," he comments distractedly. "It barely feels like fabric on your skin." A pause. "You went around the house looking like that?" Aziraphale looks up, searching Anthony's eyes. "Did the servants see you聽half-naked?" He frowns, and there it is, between the creases of his forehead: a hint of annoyance and disappointment, accentuated by the way the Lord wrinkles his nose. "What were your intentions when you decided to dress like this?"
Anthony gasps. He lowers his gaze to his own indecency and swallows. His fingers twitch and quickly reach for the lower flaps of his cardigan, twisting them between his knuckles nervously. The weight shifts from one leg to the other.
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i will never get over how pained aziraphale looks during the kiss.
i will never get over how pained he looks because you just know that this isn't how aziraphale wanted it to go. this isn't how he had been planning it to go.
you just know he wanted it to be tender or even passionate but loving, and instead it was a goodbye. crowley鈥檚 final farewell.
i will never get over how pained aziraphale looks during the kiss.
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trying to bring back eroticism while living in an age of constant instant gratification
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My entry for the cover art contest hosted for @moonyinpisces's post-s2 fic how do we turn on the light?
Heavily inspired by chapter 13 and 15
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A whole new perspective
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Aziraphale is a keeper of the divine order who instinctively creates clutter and turmoil. Crowley is an agent of chaos who stress cleans like an addict. These two ineffable idiots really are perfect for each other.
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Be more off-putting. Say more bullshit. Write more weird nonsense.
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my blog is a safe space for me. the rest of you are in danger i think
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