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“You don't get bored of stories. None of us, as human beings, we just—we never get bored of stories. And I get to tell stories. And each story is new and different, so it's a continuously renewing thing. And hopefully you are constantly getting better at your corner of the storytelling process, and you can—with each new challenge, you sort of have to find a new sort of corner of yourself. And it keeps being difficult, and it keeps being challenging, and it keeps being exciting. And fun as well, if I'm absolutely honest.” — DAVID TENNANT (born April 18, 1971)

#david tennant #perfect gifset is perfect

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Couldn’t resist, as soon as I saw the suit I had to draw the pookie 🥺🌟

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I wholeheartedly recommend this story by my dear friend Angel. If you like your ineffable wives you will love this one. And if you're a middle-aged mum with a long-neglected bisexual streak this will take you apart in the best way possible. GO, READ, FLAIL!

Folding the Laundry: A Good Omens Ineffable Wives Fic by CemeteryAngel725

Thank you so much for @shipper-of-all-things for the cover design collaboration and for all of the brainstorming help with this fic!

Rated E, 6,817 words

Read on AO3 here!

Summary:

Two single moms, one basket of laundry, and a bottle of wine. Azira and Toni have been best friends since middle school, but they’re about to find out that they don’t know every single thing about each other, at least not just yet.

Excerpt:

They were quiet for a minute, and Azira thought the subject had dropped, but when Toni got off on a tangent, she usually ended up following it to its logical conclusion. “We really should all be dating each other. We’re all smart, hot, and we take care of our own shit. We’d be unstoppable.”

Azira chose her words carefully. “It would be rather efficient.”

Toni smirked. “It would! So uh, let me know if you’re ever looking for a wife. I clean up after myself, am excellent at meal prep, and am very good in bed. Well, actually, I have no idea what I’m doing when it comes to women, but neither do you, so we could figure it out together.” She poured them each another glass of wine and took a big gulp.

That wasn’t exactly true. There had been that one week back in sophomore year of college, when Toni thought Azira was at the library, but she was actually spending many illuminating hours in Shax’s single room down on the first floor. But Shax hadn’t been interested in anything serious, had found Azira rather stuffy, she thought. And then Azira had met Gabriel and following that path to its natural conclusion seemed like the simplest route.

Besides, the only woman that Azira had ever really wanted, the long-limbed redhead sitting beside her on the sofa, had always given off the impression that she was solidly, resolutely straight.

But Azira didn’t say any of this. Instead, she raised an eyebrow and answered archly, “I’ll take your proposal under advisement, dear.”

This fic was written in celebration of WAMEN WEEK over at @goodomensafterdark! Happy 8008 everyone!

#good omens fanfiction #good omens #aziracrow #ineffable wives #good omens smut #this will destroy you in the best way possible

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to any fic reader who has ever thought "i don't need to leave a comment on this fic that i loved, after all, what's one measly comment? what difference could i possibly make to them?"

i have attended the wedding of a couple who met because one of them commented on a freaky smut fic that the other one wrote

(one of them proposed during a panel they were both on about omegaverse)

comments make a difference in people's lives

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🔥Firespinner!Crowley🔥 for @cemeteryangel725's RenFaire AU, Of Fire and Falcons (Rated E, mind the tags)

This is probably my favorite Crowley I've painted so far. I had SO MUCH FUN designing his tattoos for this piece. Please enjoy them in the detail shots.

@goodomensafterdark

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More Crowley than Aziraphale (which I expected) but I'm way more Crowley-coded than this game suggests.

Fun

Here’s me

#good omens #mine

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of fire and falcons - aziraphale (aka falconer daddy beardziraphale) --------------------------------- OH HO! I finally finished one of the full character portraits for @cemeteryangel725's lovely Renaissance Faire AU fic, Of Fire and Falcons (rated E on AO3, mind the tags!), for which I also did this cover art, which you may recall:

full res detail shots below the jumppppppp

BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY LOOK AT THIS TATTOO I DREW

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So cute :)

You guys just have to trust me on this one and click here okay?

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A fluffy, smutty little ficlet written for Lullanda over at Good Omens After Dark for some April 1 fun!

Rated E, 673 words

Read on AO3 here!

Summary:

Crowley and Aziraphale argue about how to knead pizza dough. Aziraphale shows Crowley how to do it properly.

Excerpt:

“Crowley, my dear boy, what on earth are you doing?”

Crowley looked up from the kitchen counter, where he was haphazardly poking at a shaggy ball of dough, his long fingers dusted with flour. “Kneading the pizza dough.”

“That's not how you do it.” Aziraphale threw down his paring knife and crossed the kitchen to stand behind Crowley. Plunging his hands into the flour, he hooked his chin over Crowley’s shoulder and wrapped his arms around him, so that Crowley could see what he was doing. “The dough needs a firm hand. Like this.”

All the love to the @goodomensafterdark community, as always!

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It's time for more intellectual smut via the amazing @cemeteryangel725. This one is extremely hot! A short sharp read to finish your evening or start your day.

After the Fight: A Good Omens Civil War AU by CemeteryAngel725

Thank you to @shipper-of-all-things for help with the cover design!

Rated E, 2,776 words

Read on AO3 here!

Summary:

In the wake of battle, Anthony returns to Aziraphale's tent completely distraught. Aziraphale is there to help him pick up the pieces.

Sequel to Coming into Focus

Excerpt:

Aziraphale was by Anthony’s side in a flash, wrapping his arms around the other man’s neck and nestling Anthony’s head against his shoulder. “I have you now, darling, you’re safe —”

Anthony wrapped his arms around Aziraphale’s waist and inhaled sharply, as if he was trying to absorb Aziraphale���s very essence into his soul. “God, Angel, all I wanted was to come back to you. All I want is to end this war so that I can build a home with you. I don’t care what my parents say. I don’t care if we have to hide. I need you with me.”

“You’ll always have me, darling.” Aziraphale’s voice caught in his throat. “You’re going to be safe, and then I’m yours, wherever you want to go.”

All the love to @goodomensafterdark!

#good omens #good omens fanfiction #aziracrow #good omens smut #intellectual smut #ineffable husbands #fic rec

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Aziraphale shielding Crowley from water

and Crowley shielding Aziraphale from fire

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If you like your Good Omens fanfiction hot, tender and with a side of historical plot then you are in for a treat with this one. I had the pleasure of getting to read this before anyone else and I can't recommend it enough. @cemeteryangel725 knows how to deliver unique settings and stories that still feel like the perfect versions of our ineffable husbands.

Coming into Focus: A Good Omens Civil War AU by CemeteryAngel725

Special thanks to @shipper-of-all-things for helping me design the cover art for this fic!

Rated E, 6,721 words

Read on AO3 here!

Summary:

It is the summer of 1864, and Aziraphale is an itinerant photographer set up behind Union lines outside Petersburg, Virginia. He’s no stranger to pleasure, but he has always protected his heart. But when the redheaded colonel of the 5th New Jersey walks into his tent, he begins to wonder whether it’s time to rethink his stance on love.

Excerpt:

Aziraphale took the colonel by the elbow and guided him over to a small table. “I can make you a tintype, an ambrotype, or cartes de visite. The tintype, as you can see, is on a thin sheet of iron, and I can either mount it in a case for you or leave it uncased. The ambrotype is on a sheet of glass and is placed in a leather case over black fabric. Or I could use that same glass plate to print as many cartes de visite as you would require. If you are planning on sending this photograph home to Mrs. Crowley, either the uncased tintype or a carte de visite could easily be slipped into an envelope with a love letter.”

Col. Crowley threw back his head and laughed. “There is no Mrs. Crowley, Mr. Fell. No sweetheart either.”

“A handsome young man like you? Surely there must be.” Aziraphale had not missed the elegant line of that white throat, and it was driving him to distraction.

“Never had the inclination. Is there a Mrs. Fell?” Col. Crowley made Aziraphale feel like a butterfly pinned to a specimen card. He had unusually piercing eyes, a light honey brown that was nearly amber.

“There is not.” For a moment, Aziraphale held the colonel’s gaze, the air thick between them.

Thank you so much to @goodomensafterdark for all the support!

#good omens #good omens fanfiction #aziracrow #american civil war #history of photography #intellectual smut

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OMG yes! This is awesome.

Also I love it when I get emails asking about my papers, it's a little shot of positivity in my day.

should be able to leave kudos on scientific studies. i liked your paper dude keep at it

#academic life

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Ineffables at the Theatre 1/3

In which Aziraphale drags Crowley out to watch a new production, and promptly becomes an Ineffable fangirl for a certain 14th century monarch...

(a.k.a. “An angel and a demon bicker their way through Shakespeare”, a.k.a. “Just an excuse to draw Richard II” XD)

Next time: Everyone's favourite royal kiss❤️

(Also, note: I put them in a private box because Aziraphale would never disturb other patrons by MST3K-ing all over a play XD)

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This is my confession. As dark as I am, I will always find enough light to adore you to pieces, with all of my pieces (Johnny Nguyen)

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul (excerpt from XVII (I do not love you...) by Pablo Neruda

I came across these two poems and noticed the lovely symmetry between them and thought how well they would work for Aziraphale and Crowley.

#ineffable husbands #aziracrow #tv ships #mine #good omens #edits #poetry #bring the pain

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this should be the finale of season 3 ...