The Rest Is Silence --------------------------

"don't need a lover, you need an animal" Rockstar Crowley based off of Damiano ❤️‍🔥

"Scheming" ✨

More ineffable invaders for @quona who was nice enough to commission this piece <3

I've only had Prince of Hell Crowley in my life for 3 three minutes but if anything happens to him...

Stunning, gorgeous work, OP.

The War Ahead - Bleeding Heart

So it begins...

(I will never draw another wing ever again > immediately proceeds to plan another feathered piece)

A portrait I painted of my friend and business partner with her cat, Nito (who is the CTO of our business. He's always on top of technology -- mostly laying on keyboards).

Part 9! Smugziraphale doesn't know what he's getting into.

The illustrated smutty one-shot continues. Part 7 of who-the-fuck-knows-anymore. A flashback begins to explain how Az got himself into this situation.

Have the whole panel, Tumblr, as a treat.

Catch the rest on my Patreon, for the NSF+ Tiers.

Crowley be like "I'm finna ruin this man's whole life."

Of Fire and Falcons Podfic

So, today is my one year anniversary of publishing podfics and I could not be more thrilled to be launching this project, which is also my 60th work on AO3!

Huge thanks to @cemeteryangel725 for creating this story and bringing us these characters. I love these horny Rennie boys so much.

Awkward wink and bisexual finger guns to @quona for the custom podfic cover. Your original art for this takes my breath away and I'm so so grateful for your time to make the podfic cover.

And last but not least, a huge shoutout to my podfic collaborator in crime @shipper-of-all-things (aka Cowie_podfics) for agreeing to do this with me. I know we have to literally overcome the curvature of the Earth to make this happen my friend, but it's worth it and I enjoy working with you so much.

Today I have the first five chapters to share and I'll post another 5 per week for each of the next three weeks. I do hope you'll give it a listen!

Listen Here

Also give some love to the original fic if you haven't already. And if listening isn't your thing, do yourself a favor and read it.

Read Here

Here are the Sargent portraits that I referenced so that you can see where I drew inspiration for this piece!

Mrs. Hugh Hammersley, John Singer Sargent (1892)

I specifically referenced the rug, giltwood furniture, that little round pillow, and her skintones.

Gertrude Vernon, Lady Agnew of Lochlaw, John Singer Sargent (1892)

Referenced for pose and expression.

Ena and Betty, Daughters of Asher and Mrs. Wertheimer, John Singer Sargent (1901)

The vase!

Lady Helen Vincent, Viscountess d'Abernon, John Singer Sargent (1904)

The hands playing with jewelry, expression.

Milicent, Duchess of Sutherland, John Singer Sargent (1904)

Skintone, colors of the dress and embroidery, expression.

The Daughters of Edward Darley Boit, John Singer Sargent (1882)

Back ground colors, the vases, the floor and rug

A Place to Call Home --- --- ---

This piece was commissioned by my dear friend @tawnyontumblr for HER dear friend @saretton to accompany a WONDERFUL fic that Tawny wrote for Saretton's birthday!

The fic is A Place to Call Home (Explicit, on AO3), a Human AU set in the Late Victorian/1890s and featuring Portrait Painter!Aziraphale and Stage Actor!Crowley as his artistic muse. I am in love with this concept.

Crowley's voice was almost too soft to hear. It nearly faded amidst the sweep of Aziraphale’s brush over canvas, the carriage rattling past outside—another layer of stimuli amidst the light, and the smell of linseed oil and turpentine. The way the fabric Crowley wore hissed gently over his skin as he slowly, minutely shifted position and then moved back.

He half sat half reclined on a Louis XVI armchair that Aziraphale had picked up in an estate sale. His legs were crossed, and the emerald banyan, embroidered with gold, slid from one shoulder. Aziraphale had been staring at that curve of lightly freckled skin while he'd been mixing rose madder and Chinese white, letting the brush sweep over the damp canvas as he sought to give voice to the hunger he felt.

The idea here was for me to paint the portrait of Crowley that Aziraphale is painting in the story.

Tawny asked me to paint with John Singer Sargent vibes, who is quite possibly my favorite artist of all time, and one of, if not the greatest, portrait painters of the 19th century. It's quite a tall order to try to imitate his style, so I settled for something Sargentesque! She also specified that "I want I am both painting and fucking him vibes. Intimate. That's the word." And I hope I delivered.

@goodomensafterdark Ya'll need to go read this fic its hot af.

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A print of this piece will be up in my print shop on INPRNT!

🐍🖤🐍🖤🐍🖤🐍🖤

Ssssssssssnake?

long haired crowley this, duke of hell crowley that, i think the only correct option to hope for is crowley in a kilt:

post-divorce outfit slay that has aziraphale rattling heaven's bars to get back down while we are all having collective aneurysms