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metalmiez · 2 days
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wanted to draw em again
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metalmiez · 2 days
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Aziraphale hesitates. Then asks Crowley to trust him.
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metalmiez · 4 days
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Describe this movie, wrong answers only >:D
This masterpiece was born on @riathedreamer s Discord Server and is based on her FanFiction ‘Are we meant to read the Footnotes?’
(No ornithologists were harmed during filming this movie 🐦)
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metalmiez · 25 days
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We’ve booped each other a long time. We’ve been on this site for a long time. I mean, you and me. I could always boop on you. You could always boop on me. We’re a team, a group. Boop of the two of us. And we’ve spent our existence pretending that we aren’t booping. I mean, the last few years, not really. And I would like to boop… I mean if Gabriel and Beelzeboop can do it, boop off together, then we can. Just the two of us. We don’t need Heaven, we don’t need Hell, they’re toxic. We need to boop away from them, just boop us. You and me, what do you say?
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metalmiez · 27 days
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i'll give you a boop, anywhere you wanna go.
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metalmiez · 27 days
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Didn't you have a booping paw?
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metalmiez · 27 days
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BOOP
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To end this day of boop-sanity, enjoy this silly little drawing of a snakey boop. And we can't let this beautiful picture of Michael being booped (which i used as reference) be forgotten <3
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metalmiez · 27 days
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"Don't Booper"
-Crowley, 2024, leaving the bookshop after booping Aziraphale's nose
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metalmiez · 27 days
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BOOP BOOP
pov: you just open tumblr app
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metalmiez · 30 days
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Amazing Fanart for a wonderful fanfic ✨
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"It’d been five years and thousands of orders since then. That particular combination meant nothing to her.
Crowley, however, remembered, and he leapt for the door, moving in slow motion, too late, too late -"
HOLY FORKING SHIRTBALLS IT'S DONE!
I've been wanting to do a Footnotes piece for ages since I've been following the fic for a while, and this scene was too epic not to jump on. It forced me to work at a lot of things I find challenging, like lighting, wings and backgrounds, and to get creative at conveying energy and movement!
And shout-out to @chernozemm for the incredible art tips - that layer blur/set-to-soft-light tip made SUCH A DIFFERENCE in the final result! Like it blew my mind lol.
You can check out "Are We Meant to Read the Footnotes?" by @riathedreamer over here: LINK
Detail shot:
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metalmiez · 1 month
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Oh my gosh, this is so damn beautiful <3
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Good Omens by sandara
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metalmiez · 1 month
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Battlefield of Earth
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There it was. The Second Coming. The Battle of Earth.
He could not stop it. As his wings carried Aziraphale over the blaze, miraculously white feathers regarding the thick black smoke curling into the darkened sky, he started tearing up.
After so much work, so much reasoning, so much pleading there was nothing he could change. Nothing. It has all been for nothing. All he was giving up, all he was leaving behind, it didn’t make any difference.
He watched demons and angels fighting each other, in a manner he did not see since the Battle in Heaven, way back before the fall. A few spare humans, trying to hide from the attacks, sheltered under the ruins of a collapsed house. They were miraculously hidden from the supernatural beings around them.
The Supreme Archangel wiped his tear-stained cheeks and tried not to think of all the people dying because of his incompetence. Could he have been more persistent? What if he gave a shit about the other angels and just decided to take action without their permission? Would he even be able to use his new Archangel powers to do so? Or would the Metatron or God herself intervened beforehand?
No one tried to stop him now, in this chaos it would be impossible to trace miraculous activity. But it was too late now anyway. The first wave of the Second Coming wiped away 90% of life on earth already. It wasn’t a multi-nation atomic war they thought of in Armageddon. No. This time it was every natural disaster possible, including earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, and tsunamis all over the planet on an unprecedented scale. The souls to be claimed and assorted need to be tested in the hardest way possible, to only get the purest ones into Eternity.
Read further on my AO3 :) https://archiveofourown.org/works/54707938
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metalmiez · 1 month
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Absolutely going to make some 🐦‍⬛ing cursed fanart for that 🤪
Hello Mr. Gaiman, long time listener, first time caller. Are you ever going to make the old men fuck, nasty style?
I’m never sure how to respond to you Shadwell/Job shippers. Perhaps you should expend your energies on AO3.
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metalmiez · 1 month
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Best comedy scene of the century
BAFTA: Let's nominate David Tennant for "Male performance in a comedy"
The Comedy:
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Never heard of an actor who got his nominee for The Perfect Grunt™.
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metalmiez · 1 month
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My version of Aziraphale as Supreme Archangel 🪽
I went through many ideas how to design his clothes, bc i wanted him to wear clothes Aziraphale would never choose himself - like the tie or the square silhouette of the coat. His hair is also more combed back and ‚in order‘ than usual.
The golden eyes and speckles are inspired by @riathedreamer s Fanfiction ‚Are we meant to read the Footnotes?‘ on AO3.
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metalmiez · 1 month
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Aziraphale was twisting on the floor, mouth open in a soundless wailing. Crowley dropped to his knees next to him, ignoring the stinging pain because in the middle of all the holiness spilling from the angel, there was pure terror.
“Aziraphale!” he cried out, managing to scoop up the angel despite the writhing, limbs jerking wildly. “Hey, hey!” Aziraphale’s body was a shivering weight against his chest. A golden line of blood was trickling from his nostril, matching the color of his iris. (…) Golden tears were spilling from Aziraphale’s unseeing eyes; a sign of damage that went beyond his corporation.
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Chapter 44 of „Are we meant to read the Footnotes“ by @riathedreamer was … DIFFICULT 😭🥺
It inspired me to draw this scene. If you hadn’t read the fic, please do it ❤️
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metalmiez · 1 month
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I couldn’t resist doing this silly sketch of somehow maybe (?) book canon Crowley and Aziraphale - but Crowley is that slinky small masc with anger issues and Aziraphale is a big but soft guy, who feels like a big teddy bear and doesn’t know what to do with his whole body mass.
Adds akind of interesting dynamic to the group of the two of them with the size difference idk
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