Bildad the Shuhite knows a lot about babies and shoes.
But did you know that he's also an expert on fanfiction and shitposting? -Neither did he until the voice of Aziraphale spoke to him and told him to get into reading. He chose fanfiction and couldn’t stop ever since.
Enjoy
Additional Tags: established relationship, AU: they cant touch eachch other, hand jobs, mutual masturbation
Summary: Touching him would destroy Crowley, extinguish him like holy water. And yet, the only thing he wanted was his hands on him. Everywhere.
"I have an idea."
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An AU in which the touch of an angel is lethal to demons, and vice versa
This is the place for your Bildad the Shuhite related artworks. From now on you can submit artworks for our permanent exhibition.
The soft opening of the gallery will take place on
Thursday, 18th January 2024
(If you've donated artwork to @bil-daddy in the past and it doesn't show up here, please remind me to add it. I'm so excited and nervous to be an art curator that I don't even know where my head is).
@loretta-dont-you-oppress-me
Art Curator of the Shutanic Temple Art Gallery
The photo of the gallery above shows three works that were not submitted; these are the artists:
@deboracabral
@justajvmes
@aivelin (adult content)
We know that there are countless Shuhite artworks out there, but we don't want to republish them without permission. So send us (Bildaddy and myself) what you want us to reblog.
The Rest of Our Lives - Part 3
In which Aziraphale and Crowley attempts to dance to a rather raspy old tune only for it to end… suprisingly well.
This is the last part of our (@eamikkir) collab animations, completed after a very long hiatus skdnv. Thank you so much for supporting us all throughout. Enjoy this little completed piece from the past! Hope you are all keeping healthy!
Part 1 | Part 2 | Xmas
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aziraphale: [reaches for the fries on crowley’s plate]
crowley: [slams grocery store divider between his plate and aziraphale’s hand]
aziraphale:
aziraphale: you told me you didn’t take that from the store
crowley: and you said you didn’t want any fries, yet here we are