siskey
Hello people!there are my works I don't write (even if I really really really want, I could break my both arms and nothing would come up), but I do art, mostly Good Omens fanart and studies.my sideblog with Good Omens content https://www.tumblr.com/siskeyblog
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Writers claim how they like reading comments on their stories. But you know what feels even better? When reader receives a reply on the comment from the writer after several years. This, I call a reward. It made my day. And I read the fic again, the cutiest thing ever.
(no intent to force writers to reply on every comment, and in an instant. I'm just very happy for this little gift, even after such long time)
Can two friends sleep together and still love each other in the morning? Two long-time acquaintances Crowley and Aziraphale grapple with this question over a 12 years and 3 months. When Harry met Sally/Good Omens crossover soon in AO3! Another poster, this time collab with @scullyphile / @brenna for the @do-it-with-style-events Silver Screen Bang!
Two great lawyers, former schoolmates, meet after a long separation to argue the case for and against a Tennessee science teacher accused of the crime of teaching Darwin's theory of evolution. But can political enemies still be friends after such a time?
Inherit the wind/Good Omens crossover coming soon in AO3! Collab with amazing @indigovigilance for the @do-it-with-style-events Silver Screen Bang!
Be more like Aziraphale.
Read books, break the rules and be the bitchiest bastard about it.
…also be kind ✌️
a scene out of chapter 9 from @moonyinpisces 'how do we turn on the light'
Crowley picks up Aziraphale from the hospital
Be prepare for soft.
Warlock sends a late-night text to the only person who truly gets him in @siskey 's "Math Trophy"
Download the Above, Below, and the Common Ground Zine for free or with a donation! We're fundraising for the National Network to End Domestic Violence
🌍 https://abczine.gumroad.com/l/zine 🌏
THAT was a delight.
Thank you for breathing a new life into that old picture ♥️
Soft angel and even softier demon. My fellow followers, I beg you, go an read it. It will make your day lighter, as did mine.
NEW FIC UP ON AO3!!!
This is actually inspired by a beautiful piece of fanart by @siskey
I’m here!
And many many very talented artists and writers!
Made an illustration for beautiful and touching story by @luinlothana Thank you ♥️
It's here! 🌍 The Above, Below, and Common Ground Zine, featuring our fave cast of Good Omens characters, is now available!
Download for FREE or with an optional donation. We are fundraising for the National Network to End Domestic Violence, the leading voice for survivors of domestic violence and their allies.
Hey artists, come and have a fun! 🙏
We are still looking for artists for our Silver Screen Bang!
Come collaborate with a writer to recreate or combine your favorite movie with Good Omens! Check out just a few of the many amazing options in our lineup so far!
Artist Signups Close on May 20. Join now, or share this post to help spread the word!
For more info, see: https://www.tumblr.com/do-it-with-style-events
‘Guaradians’
It’s been two years since I rebloged a little teaser of my submission for Of Feathers & Wings: A Good Omens Zine. I guess it’s time to post the full picture 😅
Forgot to post here haha
I love everything about it.
Dark as a Lake
Don't you just wanna wake up
dark as a lake
smelling like a bonfire
lost in a haze...
This one is on you @waitingtobebroken - here goes my night of non sleep...
Also: I have been thinking about Crowley's fix for extravagant watches and I have come to the conclusion that his alarm clock cannot be anything less than the onboard clock from the dearly departed Mir Space Station.
I accept no criticism
I don't think my punishment was the Fall.
I think God put me in that garden, and you on the Eastern wall, knowing you were everything I'd ever want and everything I could never have.
My punishment was never to be a demon; the Serpent of Eden; the Fallen.
God cursed me to spend millennia walking the Earth, desperately and maddeningly in love with you, knowing that I could never have you.
The Ineffable Plan became my Ineffable Punishment; for a crime I didn't realise I'd committed until it was too late.
It's always too late, isn't it?
I haven't shared my submission On the top of the world for TIC4 Zine, my goodness!
In fact, this drawing was first thing I drew after Season 2 was released. I've been drawing after very very long time and was afraid I totally lost my skill (and apparently art style, nonexist thing), but I enjoyed painting them again so much. Also, Daniel Worth paintings are awsome! I won't pretend I wasn't inspired by his work :D
Hope we all enjoy the next volume of The Ineffable con! (me just virtually)
As of today 14028 Aziraphale/Crowley fanfics have been posted on ao3 since the release of season two
Which means that on average 77.5 fanfics are being published per day
That’s 3.23 fanfics per hour
0.05 fanfics per minute
So in conclusion:
Every twenty minutes a new Aziraphale/Crowley fanfic is being written
I need more of your wips
have some snack-sized 1941 angst, i have way too many of those just. sitting in my wip folders
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"It's not—listen, I don't—"
"Angel," Crowley interrupts him, far more gently than he thought himself capable of. "I know."
Some of the tension bleeds from Aziraphale's body, and his fingers still, unclenching and leaving behind pale half-moon scars on the outside of his wrist. His cheeks are flushed with a bottle of wine and the taste of it on Crowley's tongue, and when he inhales to calm his own trembling hands, he is hit with a wave of unconcealed desire. For a second, it is impossible to tell where Aziraphale's ends and his begins—not that it matters anymore, not with three feet of space and the weight of God's gaze separating them.
"I know," he repeats, trying to forget the caress of tear-stained lips on his throat, the press of warm hands on his face, his ribs, sliding down and down, and—
He pulls his shades out of wherever he had banished them and slides them back into place, gritting his teeth at the disappointment settling on Aziraphale's face. Dawn is an hour away, and the pleasant chill of angel-blue eyes meeting the hidden gold of his makes him consider staying until the sky turns grey; yearning for another taste of something is so much more dangerous than the temptation of the unknown. Crowley knows that if he does not leave now, he probably never will.
"See you soon?"
Aziraphale smiles, fragile, hopeful, scared. The brittle glass inside his chest holding back centuries of desperate longing is beginning to crack, forming the tiniest fracture, and Crowley allows the next sentence to slip through; just this once, he lets himself be honest.
"Couldn't live without you, angel."
Within one inhale and the next, he is gone, and Aziraphale watches the door unblinking until the sun washes away Crowley's shadow.
A Good Day
by Kait Rokowski
Yesterday, I spent 60 dollars on groceries, took the bus home, carried both bags with two good arms back to my studio apartment and cooked myself dinner. You and I may have different definitions of a good day. This week, I paid my rent and my credit card bill, worked 60 hours between my two jobs, only saw the sun on my cigarette breaks and slept like a rock. Flossed in the morning, locked my door, and remembered to buy eggs. My mother is proud of me. It is not the kind of pride she brags about at the golf course. She doesn’t combat topics like, ”My daughter got into Yale” with, ”Oh yeah, my daughter remembered to buy eggs” But she is proud. See, she remembers what came before this. The weeks where I forgot how to use my muscles, how I would stay as silent as a thick fog for weeks. She thought each phone call from an unknown number was the notice of my suicide. These were the bad days. My life was a gift that I wanted to return. My head was a house of leaking faucets and burnt-out lightbulbs. Depression, is a good lover. So attentive; has this innate way of making everything about you. And it is easy to forget that your bedroom is not the world, That the dark shadows your pain casts is not mood-lighting. It is easier to stay in this abusive relationship than fix the problems it has created. Today, I slept in until 10, cleaned every dish I own, fought with the bank, took care of paperwork. You and I might have different definitions of adulthood. I don’t work for salary, I didn’t graduate from college, but I don’t speak for others anymore, and I don’t regret anything I can’t genuinely apologize for. And my mother is proud of me. I burned down a house of depression, I painted over murals of greyscale, and it was hard to rewrite my life into one I wanted to live But today, I want to live. I didn’t salivate over sharp knives, or envy the boy who tossed himself off the Brooklyn bridge. I just cleaned my bathroom, did the laundry, called my brother. Told him, “it was a good day.”
And because I like my life to be harder, I made a mini comic for my next collab for Reverse Bang. Echoes of an Angel was written by amazing @gwenstacyismyicon , and you should give it a shot! Or her other works ♡ I wish there would be more from this AU, because oh boy, we went soo crazy with ideas! And, honestly, I would love to read and draw more of Crowley's piece of art. (please click/tap on the picture to see more details, preview is quite blurred)
This is the first sketch. It took me about 30 mins and I still can't believe anybody wanted to write a story based on it :D
Two years ago I sumbitted a few sketches for Good Omens Reverse Bang and had no idea what could come from it. That I could participate on a whole multichaptered story I am imensly proud of? (I'm talkign about Sunshine, don't mind hidden ad) Draw a picture every month? And lastly, most importantly, meet amazing people and make friends? Well, here I am, two years later, joining the Reverse Bang again and being paired with my dear friend and brilliant writer @elfontheshelves again! I would't be happier working with anyone other than you. Thank you for everything ♡ Our latest collab: Questionable home decor or how Crowley's life was turned completely upside down by the appearance of a certain angel back into his life. An angel that had been on his mind for the past, oh so many years.
Below is an original sketch that inspired the story. This is the most detailed sketch I've ever done for the event and completelly redraw it anyway, but I like both. I left the space for third person blank and I let elf to decide who could stand there. Apparently, there were no other option but Aziraphale :D The sketch is based on a photo taken at my friend's wedding I attended with my friend and roomate (we all are very good friends and classmates from high school) this september. Now it's displayed on the fridge in our apartment and I hope it'll stick there for very long time, as long as at Furfur's place.
Reblog if you’re 30 or older
This is an experiment to see if there really are as few of us as people think.You can also use this to freak out your followers who think you’re 25 or something. Yay!
i posted this once unedited in a chat and it went into the world, so here's a cleaned up version with my signature lol
And they aren't talking. Happy Season 3 revelation! Btw, can you imagine Season 3 will be relased in 2 years at Christmas? CAN YOU IMAGINE?
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as much as it hurt me, i don't want to change a thing
tip jar
You remember how I told everyone the plot of Season 2 before it aired?
(Everyone tries to remember and then shakes their heads.)
That's right. I didn't. I spent several years going "wait and see". And you waited and you saw.
I'm not going to reveal any of the plot of Season 3, either. So there's really no point in asking me to make things happen, or to tell me what you do or you don't want to happen. I'm not going to.
that’s why I love this fandom so much. we are coping in mysterious ways, constantly miserable or high on silly shoemaker/starmaker as fuck ♥️
I love good omens fandom posts atm because 50% of posts are like “Oh you thought you were finally over the ending? WELL THINK ABOUT THIS-“, 40% are just gif of the kiss with a caption like “They both loved each other so much they forgot to ask how the other wanted to be loved” or something like that and the other 10% is just Bildad the Shuhite
Bildad the Shuhite is workin' 9 to 5!