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Writers Guild Presents - Grief of a Dying Sun: Ch 7 (Section 3 of The Serpent & The Owl)

with the better parts of my angst throuple! @kneelbeforeyourdogbabylon and @dbacklot99 and wonderful artwork by @lauramoon1987 who stunned me with the gorgeousness of how her work totally captured exactly what I was seeing <3

TSATO Volume 3 - Grief of a Dying Sun (74131 words) by anna_bird, sixbynine, babyrubysoho, TheScholarlyStrumpet, Kotias, GroovyNightStrawberry, MxTHRTN, GaiasEyes, dbacklot99, WiblyWobly_TimeyWimey Chapters: 7/8 Fandom: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens), Beelzebub (Good Omens), Agnes Nutter, Gabriel (Good Omens) Additional Tags: Reincarnation AU, happy ending eventually, not in this part though, Angst, Angst with a Bad Ending, Hurt No Comfort, not that they don't try, Crowley is the Leviathan, the fall of atlantis, Aziraphale hates Crowley or at least convinces himself he does, Self-Harm, Suicide, Murder, Monsterfucking, Twincest (implied), face fucking, whipping/self-flagellation, Voyeurism, Hate fucking, physical fighting, very minor blood/other bodily fluid, Hemipenes, Fisting, Minor Character Death, Ableism, disability slurs, Depression, some brief suicide/death ideation, Oral Sex, Fist-fucking, threat of injury to eye, Arguing, Cruelty, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Rimming, this volume is the definition of literary scorched earth, Gaiaseyes was here, the Angst Throuple was here Series: Part 4 of The Serpent and the Owl Summary: Aziraphale, Champion of Atlantis, was raised to believe that the monster known as Crowley is a grave menace to his world and his city. Brought into training to destroy the beast, he develops a sense of hatred, based on the myths and legends he is told. He is under the influence of two conflicting voices: the monarch Gabriel, who wants Crowley destroyed, and Agnes, who recognises Crowley as a threat but attempts to temper Aziraphale's hatred. Their first encounter certainly isn't going to appease his view of the monster — Crowley as a Leviathan, wreaking havoc on his city. This cements his hatred and drives him to train only harder. During his training, he starts seeking historical records and sees Crowley in many forms, until the beast slithers into his dreams. An infatuation and eventual obsession takes hold, the dreams are visceral and sexual, and Aziraphale is heavily conflicted. During his training, Agnes continues to try to temper Aziraphale's hatred. She studies Crowley's history, she makes notes, keeps records. Agnes becomes a confidante of sorts for Aziraphale, but he never fully reveals the extent of his obsession nor the true nature of his dreams…

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Frames 598 from the #Every frame against the wall project by @gomensframes

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Hi, I just feel the urge to tell you that your art is absolutely breathtaking and I don't know how I've lived so far without it.

Thank you for it.

OMG THANK YOU!

I get emotional! 🥹🥹❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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The Dark Age

A Good Omens Dark Angst Comic

TW: BLOOD/GORE/INJURIES/EYES INJURIES/DEATH

Here is a summary of all the pages made so far. Some have been RE-DESIGNED for the occasion! The story continues..

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My contribution to "Every frame against the Wall " (Detail)

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Hey there'! Redbubble is on, you will find various products with my drawings!

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The group!

Hazbin Hotel/Helluvaboss style band project (commission)

(write to me for more info on commissions)

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What sad news

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Danee Bomb Squad Presents: YEE HAW DANEE!

With all my Heart .. HAPPY B DAY DANEE! @daneecastle

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PEOPLE HAVE SPOKEN! So...more ANGST TO COME

Here ..a Little prew!

If you want to support me in this project.. offer me a coffee! (every donation fills my heart!)

LET ME KNOW!

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a little crossover! just for fun! @goodomensafterdark @vivziepop

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when two worlds meet! Work in progress!

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Nothing like a 4 page mini comic (WITH BACKGROUND someone call Disney) about their first kiss, to really snap me out of my art funk ⭐️🌙

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First attempt using Wacom One

Dream of The Endless 2.0

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Herf G Operation - My Arum Lily

Time to present here as well the porn without even the shadow of a plot that was entirely written to indulge G, one of the four mods of @goodomensafterdark !

Big, big, BIG thanks to all the artists who got involved in this project, offering stunning art for this fic:

- @bea-n-art for her Temptation artwork

- @lauramoon1987 for her Languid Moan artwork

- Zoinksart for their smut artwork (to be found in the fic!)

- @gahellhimself-blog for his winged artwork

- @daneecastle for her Falling for You artwork

- @gleafer for her Gaunder at his statue artwork that inspired a part of the fic (to be found in the fic)

- @vavoom-sorted-chill for her Say It artwork

It was a huge honour working with you all on this beautiful project to destroy G's brain in one messy strike <3

Tags: Wings - mausoleum - Grave - under the stars - Risk of being caught - laudaddy - Cemetery - consenting adult-shaped beings - alcohol leaves body before anything happens - Plot What Plot - Smut with Feelings - Chops Vault (more details in the AO3 tags)

Rating: explicit

Word count: 8,286 words

Summary:

Hoowee, laudanum! Last time Crowley does that!

Plot? What plot? Purely indulgent cemetery porn without even the shadow of a plot.

Excerpt:

Crowley tried to wiggle into a more advantageous position, but stuck as he was in the coffin, all he was able to do was make the wood creak under the power of his wings, shuddering under Aziraphale's weight and soft caresses. “Gah-” His eyes fluttered shut, his mouth opening wide, showing his fangs and forked tongue. “Angel, that’s-” Aziraphale’s hand coursed through the feathers of his obsidian wings, clutching his throat shut. “Goddamn, angel-”

“No blasphemy, wily snake.” He wrapped his fingers around his cock, and Crowley gasped under his grasp.

“Ah- alright, Father Fell.”

Now, that was surprisingly exciting- Aziraphale’s shaft most certainly reacted quite well to the title. “Hmm, indeed. And a holy man’s role is to thwart the plans fomented by Hell.”

“Oh please, Mr. Holy Man, show me the Light that I have forsaken!” Crowley exclaimed sarcastically into the void of the night, his snickers broken off by soft moans that he tried so very hard to conceal.

“Hm, well, you see… The most pious ones go as far as punishing the evil out of a body. Do you think that might work?”

“Oh, I don’t know about tha-” A gasp stopped him in his words, and he closed his eyes for a moment, as Aziraphale’s hand trailed its path among his dark feathers, pressing them between his fingers, caressing them like tender skin.

Continue reading on AO3, accompanied with the 7 beautiful works of those wonderful artists!!

~The Arum Lily, or calla lily, often was used in funeral arrangements in the Victorian era; additionally, also had a strong symbolism of rebirth and resurrection in Christianity.~

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SMUT WAR - HEY! We're chained.

illustration 5/5

music : HEY by Pixies

written piece by the great @kotias

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Rocking back and forth, deep into the mattress, Aziraphale let out a hot breath that was caught by his partner’s long tongue hissing in the air. “Crowle-” He was cut by a gasp and a kiss on the corner of his lips.

Slowly, he raised his hand, hearing the cold rattle of the chain following his wrist as he reached Crowley’s hair and tangled his fingers into it. The demon pushed closer to him, and Aziraphale’s head shot backwards, exposing his throat to his tender kisses and to the sting of his forked tongue. “Sssss…. You’re gorgeous, angel,” the angel heard him whisper into his ear, and he shivered, rolling his hips against him.

“K- Kiss me.” It only took a chuckle and a second before he felt those thin, warm lips against his, and he pushed his tongue into the demon’s mouth, tasting him as much as he was allowed.

His moan echoed between them, and Crowley released him, flicking his tongue against his upper lip.