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Hi everyone and especially @starryfull13​ ! I made this art for you as a Gift Exchange event by @do-it-with-style-events and I hope you will like it ^^ At the beginning I wasn’t sure which of prompts I was going to draw until I started and these two came up itself. It’s also my first attempt to draw Nanny Ashtoreth and Brother Francis and I hope I captured them well (high heels are very impractical in garden, angel). Thank you for joining to this event, I had a great time to draw them!

By the way, I’d like to think Aziraphale has a history with crumpled birds more than we all thought and that he is completely terrible with them even he loves all living creatures on Earth. Also, you never know the birds will fall from the sky when you are pretendring to know how to replant hydrangeas.

Calling all writers, artists and cosplayers in Good Omens fandom - submissions for The Ineffable Con 4’s zine are now open!

Full details and submission on our website!

When Pandora’s box has opened.

Today my favourite class (yezzz, bad teacher who has their fav students) told me they join to our next online lesson in halloween costumes because of lockdown! These kids are so f*cking amazing and I love them! 

My first attempt was my selfportrait in a reverse Azira’s costume but then I added the beard and change the hair color and he was far far better than me. He is something between a vampire, gothic and dandy man, I haven’t decide yet. Two things he never take off - his skirt with long ruffle sleeves, tartan skirt of course, and the red bow. 

Old but gold and I read side effect first time and I’m cackling 😀

#getting into mood ✨

Oh. My. God. I am in love with this pict! Look at them, look! So much love in their faces.

feels loved

Time's up! If someone ask me what would I do after a year since I assigned to Reverse Bang, I would probably never guess what come from it. Not a single sketch, but a whole bunch of works, and the most glorious things - a beautiful heartwarming story and a dear friend, @elfontheshelves​

I’m so so fucking glad and happy you choose my sketch. I will never believe it would be a begining of a long night talks, so much laughing and ploting, talking about nothing and everything. Thank you, for you being you, for challening me, for patience, for lovely words and praise, for our boys, for everything 💗

For the record, Reverse Bang was an event organized by DIWS, where artists submitted their sketches and writers picked one of them and wrote story inspired by that artwork. My draft was that scene from first chapter ^^ After that we decided to continue working together and here we are, after a year the very last chapter.

You can see it, the look at love of his life.

(I can't choose one, I can't.)

Small animation from Good Omens that I've made recently. I really wanted to post it sooner, but i took me two weeks to finish it. I've made 3 versions, because i couldn't decide which one looks the best.

If anyone is interested, whole animation was made in Clip Studio Paint. I hope you enjoy ❤️

My instagram: https://www.instagram.com/vvelociartptor/

He tried 😅

let him be sneaky aziraphale

Warm up folks!

So as part of my push to fill the world with soft fluff while we all need it, @sparkkeyper requested Aziraphale warming up a cold Crowley. And, well, things got a little out of hand with this bit of hurt/comfort. Also fills the @bingokisses prompt for “Brush of Lips, Almost-There Kiss/Bridal Carry” so that’s exciting!

Not clearly established, but this fic is just-barely-pre Arrangement.

“If that’s the way you feel,” Aziraphale said, hand on the door to his one-room hut, “then I suggest you leave, and find some other angel to bother with your nonsense.

“Good! Maybe I can find one who isn’t a self-righteous prick.”

“I’m terribly sorry,” the apology dripped with sarcasm, “that I choose not to blindly trust a devious…manipulative…snake.”

The words hit like a physical blow. Crowley sucked in a breath, tasting a hint of frost in the late-autumn air. “Fine,” he growled, turning away. He’d have to walk through the night to get back to London, but at just that moment he felt angry enough to march all the way to China and back. “Good riddance,” he snapped from the gate around the little garden, but Aziraphale had already shut the door.

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