#idiot fans

[twopoppies]

Speaking of people trying to own and consume Harry.

Leave him alone. :(

WTF? What is wrong with people?? Jesus that must have been terrifying for him.

#idiot fans

[bobowbeau]

“I’m a human police officer!”

Final painting after 24 hours!

#art #painting #artists on tumblr #digital painting #paint #fan art #my art #good omens #good omens fanart #crowly x aziraphale #aziraphale x crowley #aziracrow #aziraphale #crowley #neil gaiman #this painting took me 24 hours #please be kind #I nearly died painting that rug #ineffable spouses #ineffable idiots #ineffable husbands #good ineffable omens #ineffable fandom #good omens fandom #good omens season 2

[gleafer]

Sometimes when I work late at night, scenarios pop in my head and I MUST share them (in comic form OF COURSE).And they’re usually pure nonsense. I was raised on Bugs Bunny, Marx Brothers and Mad TV. The brain is broken.

But, I know I’m not the only one so I give to you THIS.

CAUGHT in the ACT

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[sapphic-bats]

Warlock asks Nanny about it once.

She’s cutting apples for him, just the way he likes, and he’s gazing out of the window at the lush, green gardens that his mother so proudly upholds. Among the waxy leaves and spindly saplings, Brother Francis tends to the flora carefully, though Warlock’s quite sure he’s just taking certain leaves between his finger and his thumb, and studying them closely. But what did Warlock know about gardening?

He notices Nanny looking out those windows, too. Though she always gazes and stares with a deep intent, as if she only cares when she does, and it so happens that she never looks upon the garden empty.

What was that funny thing Nanny and Brother Francis had taught him? The thing that Nanny discouraged, to which Brother Francis promoted quite devoutly?

“Nanny, have you ever been married?”

Warlock knows what marriage is. After all, his parents are married, if you can call it that. They married, once, out of love. But it’s since faded. It’s more traditional, now. Out of convenience and a general apathy to trying again.

Nanny’s quick hand stills, blade edge flat against the cutting board. With her back turned to the young boy, he cannot make out her expression. He never can, what with her poised shades she wears pointedly upon her nose. But she speaks soon again.

“No,” she replies, simply.

Warlock considers this. “Do you ever want to be?”

Nanny, who had taken up the cutting again, pauses once more. She sets the knife against the board and tilts her chin towards Warlock. “Wherever have you learned such personal questions, dear?”

She’s not refusing to answer him. She never has. She just asks in true curiosity, and perhaps a slight avoidance. But Warlock’s eight, now, and he knows how to navigate her tricks.

“Where do you think?”

At that, she pauses, lips pursed with their consistent purple tint. The lipstick she wears, that faintly stains Warlock’s forehead when she kisses him goodnight and tucks him in after a bedtime story: often about a garden, or a bird that chirped too loudly, and was cast down to the ground by the other birds. One who became the kind bird of the grounds, and took in other reject birds that had fallen similarly.

She considers his answer a moment more, satisfied with the obvious influence she’s had on him. She turns back to the apple slices.

“Perhaps,” she answers.

There is quiet for a moment. He doesn’t mind, he’s grown up with Nanny at his side, and has become quite fond of the silence. It is where thoughts are made, she said once.

She finishes cutting the apples, and plates the sweet snack to serve to the boy. “What troubles you, dear? You seem awfully curious, all of the sudden.”

Not that she minds. Nanny never rejects curiosity.

“Nothing’s wrong, Nanny, it’s just—” he pauses, considers his next words and how to place them. “You look at Brother Francis a lot, and—”

Nanny interrupts him after an audible, suspicious gulp. “Who?”

He frowns, eyes boring into the back of her head. “You know Brother Francis.”

She seems quite comically nervous, like she’s pressed a wax-seal act over her true thoughts. “Oh, yes,” she decides, too much breath coming with her words. “The gardener.”

“You like him, Nanny.”

She turns, abruptly. “I most certainly do not!” Her voice comes out a tad shrill, though perhaps it’s just outrage and scandal.

Warlock narrows his eyes, perplexed. “But you look at him all of the time.”

“When has that ever had anything to do with- with love?” She struggles with the word.

The boy shrugs. “Mum and Dad don’t look at each other,” Warlock observes. “But Brother Francis looks for you, too.”

Nanny’s mouth, ready with a retort, or perhaps a counter-argument, flicks towards a different shape. One that might be, he does? Or perhaps Warlock is mistaken. She pauses, lips pursed again, and sets her teeth.

“I’m sure he does, love.”

The plate is set before him, and Warlock soon forgets his questions. He never asks Nanny again.

But he’s reminded of it when her eyes, barely visible in the light, flick towards the window into the dazzling garden.

Years later, Warlock is nearly sixteen, and has since let the thoughts from half his lifetime ago fade. They never die, just sort of… wait. Wait to be plucked again, notes of memory leaping from their tinny strings. Like a harp.

His mother takes him into town. Soho, where he has no interest in seeing, but his mother so desperately needs a new vinyl, a coffee, and though she never says it: a moment to get away from the house, or more specifically, her husband within it.

She agrees to let him wander. She trusts him, for all she hasn’t before. And perhaps, she says, the fresh, un-televised air could do him some good.

He’s only taken two steps out of the coffee shop, where his mother remains to await her tea, before he almost runs smack into two pedestrians, arm in arm. He takes a surprised jump back, tongue set with an angry scolding, when he gets a good look at them from behind.

“Nanny?”

They both freeze in unison, as if they both know the name, and the voice that has conjured it forth once more for the first time in five years. Warlock notices something else.

“Brother Francis?” He prods, shocked. “Izzat you?”

Both of the two now turn, and everything around the three fades into blurring colors and churning noises.

Warlock would be a rotten liar if he had said he hadn’t missed them dearly. He would also be a lousy boy if he didn’t recognize them by the backs of their heads alone, he thinks. Because he would know them anywhere. They’d always done a much better job at raising him than his own parents.

They both look different now. Brother Francis seems to have had dental work done, and has cleaned up quite nicely. Nanny, though, appears to have changed her style completely. Her- his? Their? Who knows. But she still sports a fine pair of shades upon the bridge of her nose.

The pair seem to stutter, splutter with a little awestruck surprise. It’s as if they’d never expected to see him again.

“Oh- Warlock,” Nanny Ashtoreth begins, feigning a cool-headed surprise. “How good to see you.”

She sounds different too. Less of a high strain on her voice, more natural.

But Warlock seems to finally feel a gear shift, and a puzzle piece clicks into place. He glances down to the space between the two, where their arms are linked.

In his dumbfounded state, he feels a smile split the trance.

They both see it at the same time, chins tilting to follow his gaze. When they catch where his eyes are, their stares mingle together in concern. It’s a look that wonders aloud whether or not they should be worried, or blatant.

Warlock looks back up to their faces. “I see now why you two left,” he adds, grinning wider.

He can’t help it. He was right all along.

Warlock remembers something, then. It takes all of his power not to burst out into a triumphant laugh.

“I’m sure he does,” he says, slyly.

Nanny’s eyes, illuminated from behind with daylight, widen. She remembers, too. Of course she does.

And she bites back a twinning smile.

#good omens #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #good omens 2 #ineffable idiots #warlock good omens #crowley good omens #aziraphale good omens #nanny ashtoreth #brother francis #good omens fic #good omens ficlet #fic #ficlet #author #ao3 #good omens fan fiction

[scottishmushroom]

#good omens #good omens 2 #good omens fan fiction #good omens fanfic #aziraphale #crowley #aziraphale x crowley #ineffable husbands #ineffable idiots #aziraphale good omens #crowley good omens #go2 #aziracrow

[mimixway]

Casually drinking Snake Crowley ~ WHERE IS THE SEASON 3 AMAZON??????????

#fanart #good omens #fan art #crowley #snake crowley #good omens 2 #good omens fanart #aziracrow #gomens #good omens season 2 #anthony j crowley #crowley fanart #ineffable husbands #ineffable idiots #snake!crowley

[dont-tell-my-mom-im-here]

I keep seeing GO fics in which they use miracles for sex, which is nice y'know, love the creativity, but like, Heaven and Hell can see what they use miracles for right? So I just keep picturing like Michael or someone getting a notification and it's just like:

[AZIRAPHALE] removed Crowley's clothes

[AZIRAPHALE] miracled (1) penis

I mean no wonder they wanted to break them up.

#david tennant #michael sheen #good omens #neil gaiman #terry pratchett #aziraphale #crowley #azicrow #aziracrow #good omemes #good omens s2 #good omens 2 #ao3feed #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #fan fiction #fanfic #ineffable idiots #ineffable divorce

[croshnaloov]

Angels’ Tango

Playing around with styles again, drawing my favourite ineffable idiots <3

#artwork #digital art #my art #fanart #digital drawing #comic #good omens #good omens art #good omens fanart #gomens #ineffable idiots #ineffable lovers #ineffable husbands #good omens fan art #aziracrow #crowley x arizaphale #aziraphale x crowley #tango #dynamic poses #action poses #picturebookart #picturebookillustration #romantic illustration #couple illustration #illustration

[sloaners]

there are two kinds of of bakers in the technical challenge

#naruto #fan art #art #gsbo #gbbo #sasuke #naruto uzumaki #sasuke uchiha #cw food #cw body horror #the eyes make me laugh like an idiot but yeah #also drew those mixers from memory sjfsfjdj

[hinamie]

the same flame that burns you; birthed you first

p1

#my art #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #gojo satoru #gojo #fanart #jjk fanart #tw body image// #ok i have done an entire two part icarian gojo series...can i rest now...am i free........ #I rendered all those birds. only 2 remember tht theyre FALLING and i wanted them BLURRY #my details.. #screaming crying throwing up etc #i suffer. this is my curse. #in other words i may b an idiot fr that but ! big fan of my me for the juxtaposition between this piece and the last #cold/unnatural/survival vs burning/truth/decay #dare i say i cooked #6 birds to be exact i cooked 6 birds sorry

[katcsy]

Oh no, the lift is stuck. How will our hero cope?

#good omens #good omens fanart #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #aziracrow fanart #aziraphale #crowley #good omens fandom #azicrow #good omens art #good omens aziraphale #good omens crowley #good omens fan comic #ineffable boyfriends #ineffable dumbasses #ineffable idiots #ineffable partners #ineffable fandom

[bobowbeau]

It’s ineffable.

#art #painting #artists on tumblr #digital painting #paint #fan art #my art #good omens #good omens s1 #good omens season 2 #aziraphale #Michael Sheen #ineffable husbands #ineffable idiots #ineffable spouses #crowley #good omens fanart #aziracrow #aziraphale x crowley

[almostdailytf2]

i need to see medic be more testy methinks

#fc art #tf2 #tf2 medic #been knee deep in the tf2 wiki going thru the voicelines and i absolutely love how medic is usually straight up not having a good time #and i know all the mercs lines are supposed to be insulting but everyone else's lines are obviously against the other team #but medic is obviously yelling at his own team for being idiots. its great #and i feel like i havent seen that much in fan stuff. im sure its out there but for me personally i could use the surplus

[kojtolina]

In Love's Secret Domain

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A little bit of angst angst, sorry for that! It was only their first shared dream and it will get better. Thank you all for reading, your kind words and tags mean a lot to me!

This comic started as a little retreat from gloomy reality I'm facing right now. But it accidentally does so much more! It helps me overcome a creative block of sorts. This is the first actual STORY, with dialogue and everything I'm writing in years, something I've been terrified of and thought I couldn't do it.

Thank you again and enjoy the ride, because it will get weirder 🌪️

#good omens #aziraphale #crowley #good omens 2 #ineffable husbands #crowley x aziraphale #go s2 #good omens art #art #good omens fanart #ineffable spouses #ineffable idiots #ineffable divorce #go comic #fan comic #good omens comic

[starwarjotta]

Day 5 - caf since my scribbles can be totally illegible, here’s a transcript Obi-Wan: Here you go, Cody Cody: Oh, thanks, sir Cody: this... it’s caf? Obi-Wan: Ah, yes! I’ve noticed my teas are not really to your tastes, so I stocked up some caf for you instead! I hope it’s okay Cody: ... oh Cody: ...thank you.

#codywan #obi wan kenobi #commander cody #star wars #tcw #starwarstober23 #little comic #I absolutely love the trope of them doing flimsiwork together and drinkin tea and caf #and Cody doesn't really like the teas Obi-Wan gives him but drinks them anyway because no one has EVER offered him something like that #and he'd rather jump out of an airlock than hurt Obi-Wan's feelings #so he sucks it up and drinks it and maybe even almost likes one blend or two #but ofc Obi-Wan notices at some point that Cody obviously isn't a big fan of teas so he'll get him caf instead #and if Cody already marveled at someone offering him something like tea this is a whole another level #a cup of caf is practically a love letter to Cody #I love them so much #codywan every day all the time #THEM #idiots in love #I also always struggle with coloring comics like do I color them or not????? so they end up colored kinda in this half-assed way usually #also if it hasn't become clear yet I can't draw backgrounds and struggle with that too so everything always takes place in some weird LIMBO

[neverendingfanart]

It’s been a long time since my last fanart…😇😈

#fan art #aziraphale #crowley #crowly x aziraphale #good omens2 #aziracrow #ineffable idiots