SO GOOD, OP. SO GOOD.
*crowley imagines what Alpha centauri looks like*
(My fanart btw)
The shuhite sunday macbethian kilt staged reenactment bafta hosting angel on the shoulder murder attempt on our lives
OP these are gorgeous.
Look at the lil hearts on their cheeeekkksssss and that CLIP IN CROWLEY'S HAIR I've died, absolutely deceased.
💐
look how fucking clean and razor sharp these lines are
LOOK AT THEM 🤯
🖤🖤🖤
My Circus AU Crowley became my comfort character. I love 'em so much ç_ç
Hope to be able to draw 'em with Aziraphale soon. I'm not sure I'm ready to draw him though. But I can't go on drawing only Crowley, right? ... Right?
"Scheming" ✨
More ineffable invaders for @quona who was nice enough to commission this piece <3
Dear sweet unholy Satan.
Rockstar Crowley 🖤🤘
Lovely Marnie asked me to draw this and gift it to @feraltuxedo for their fanfic Intermezzo. I don't really do commissions but I HAD to do this, because Intermezzo is fantastic. If you haven't read it yet, bookmark it:
This is a painting I did four years ago from LIVE REFERENCE, which is a crazy thing to get to do. Well...
I did the sketch from live reference, and then took a heap of pictures of the most gorgeous tiger that hung out right beside me for about an hour, on the far side of some very, very thick lexan at a public zoo.
Beautiful, soft, and lovely piece. Az looks like an icon entirely deserving of worship. WITH A BUNNY SLIPPER.
I loved Song of Songs 4:7 by @zeldahime so much that I immediately had to make art. Go read it if you are also enjoy soft divinity kink featuring turbovirgin Crowley fumbling his way through body worship (Explicit, 3290 words).
I bet Tumblr is going to crunch this art something terrible but it's also available full-size on AO3.
Another one in the Of Fire and Falcons family of visual artists!
I was SO SO thrilled to be paired with @bea-n-art for the @goodomensafterdark Spring Fling Kink Sling! We were assigned orgasm control and latex, so here's a smutty little peek into the married life of fire spinner Crowley and falconer Aziraphale. You can also catch Bean's amazing art on Instagram at https://www.instagram.com/beatenossart! And make sure to click through to the fic to see the full-length version of this art - it is so hot that Tumblr wouldn't let me post it!
Rated E (obviously), 2,142 words
Read here on AO3!
Summary:
They’re back!
After a dismal opening weekend at their local Renaissance Faire, Crowley asks Aziraphale for some help with letting it all go. Aziraphale gives it to him in the best way he knows how.
Excerpt (slightly edited because this fic is filthy):
Crowley shuffled forward and laid his cheek on Aziraphale’s thigh, bracketed by his husband’s knees, nestled against his warm bulk. Aziraphale reached out to stroke his hair, brushing the scarlet strands behind his ear before rubbing a broad hand under his aching jaw. Crowley’s body was clamoring for some sort of relief, but he ignored it, content to breathe in Aziraphale’s scent, one hand wrapped around his ankle.
Aziraphale only let them rest for a moment. “Up here now, my love. I want you on my lap.”
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