#tn&aa ineffable forecast

[arashixyarts]

and suddenly nothing else mattered 💙

flash comms are still open btw! (will be closing soon!)

[eefaevie]

a falling star fell from your heart 💫

my submission to my server's april/may prompt event, 'weather'! what do you mean a meteor shower doesn't count as weather

for prints, find the link in my pinned 🫶

[arlospace]

A "Sunshine-and-Rainbows" meteorologist and a grumpy storm chaser share an office in the news station basement.

Made for @eefaevie's Discord prompt: Ineffable Forecast

[hogs-and-ham]

For @eefaevie’s Nice And Accurate Atelier server’s April/May prompt: Ineffable Forecast - Part 2!

I guess they figured it out! (I’m sure they’ll talk later)

Part 1

[carry-the-sky]

a light jacket

“Looks like rain,” said Aziraphale.

“Doesn’t,” said Crowley, pointedly not looking.

“Those clouds there are rather grey. Dreary. Drizzly, even.”

“Well it’s not drizzling yet, so.” 

Sliding close beneath the covers, Aziraphale draped himself over Crowley’s back, kissing the slope of his shoulder. “There’s no shame in admitting defeat, you know.”

“Day’s just getting started,” Crowley grumbled. “This’ll all burn off in a few hours, you’ll see.”

A low rumble of thunder punctuated this statement.

“Just as you say,” Aziraphale said brightly.

Crowley twisted in his arms, blinking up at him slowly. In combination with his sleep-mussed hair, the resulting impression was that of a disgruntled owl. “You’re enjoying this a bit too much,” he said.

“I’m savoring the moment,” Aziraphale countered, dropping another kiss to Crowley’s cheek.

“Stupid bleeding weather people,” Crowley sighed. “What’s the point of all the fancy gadgets and gizmos if they’re just going to get it wrong half the time anyway?”

“I’m sure I don’t know.”

“Clear skies, they said! Slight, slight chance of partial cloud cover by mid-morning! I’m all for doing the bare minimum at work, but this goes beyond— beyond the—” He broke off as Aziraphale began to apply himself more liberally.

“Is this your concession speech?” Aziraphale murmured, trailing kisses down the column of Crowley’s throat. “Because I’m afraid it could use some work.”

Crowley made a noise that was several vowels short of a discernible word. Aziraphale grinned, charting a gentle course over Crowley’s collarbone with his lips and teeth.

“You— nnnh,” Crowley sputtered. “You haven’t— won yet.” 

“Comfortable enough with just a light jacket was the wager, was it not?” Aziraphale’s hand slipped under the sheets to find Crowley already nude, as he preferred to be when sleeping. He let his hand glide across the plane of Crowley’s stomach, the curve of his hip. “Would you like to pop outside to confirm the conditions, or should I?”

Crowley shuddered, eyes squeezing shut. “Lesson learned. Never watching anything with you again. Especially if Sandy B is involved."

Aziraphale’s hand slipped lower, finding its mark. “Now, that’s not very congenial of you,” he said, drawing back to watch the open book of Crowley’s face.

“Such a,” Crowley breathed, brows knitting together, “you’re— you’re such a—”

“Yes, dearest?” said Aziraphale, keeping his touch light and teasing.

Crowley hissed through his teeth, clutching Aziraphale’s arm. “What do you want me to say, angel? April 25th, great day, fab day. Big, big fan. Now will you—” He lifted his chin, filling in the end of the request.

And Aziraphale, who had long since stopped trying to deny Crowley anything, happily obliged. 

[hogs-and-ham]

For The Nice And Accurate Atelier server’s April/May prompt: Ineffable Forecast

Weather this time! I was still feelin’ b+w after last month’s prompt so here we are. I feel like I need closure after this though, so part 2 is on the way!

[arashixyarts]

additional wordless comic and another coloured page :3

and suddenly nothing else mattered 💙

flash comms are still open btw! (will be closing soon!)

[kneelbeforeyourdogbabylon]

the details in this are absolutely bananas, and so beautiful! Love it.

A "Sunshine-and-Rainbows" meteorologist and a grumpy storm chaser share an office in the news station basement.

Made for @eefaevie's Discord prompt: Ineffable Forecast