“I Thought There Would Be More”

So uh, been a little bit hunh peeps?

Dialogue::

Angel: Hey Al! -wanna hear a joke? Al: ..Oh? Angel: Wh~Snk~why was 6 afraid of 7? Al: Al: Wh- Angel: BECAUSE 7 8 9!! HA!!! Al: Hmmmmmm, but why did 7 eat 9 Angeldust? Angel: oh, uuumm. Jeez, I don’t kno- Al:BeCAusE HE wAS tOLd to EAt 3 sQUarE MEALS A daY! Al: HA HA HA! Angel: ffffffffffffFFF–

Angeldust thought he had finally one upped Alastor- he was wrong XD (ah, good ol’ photo quality)

2016 –> 2021

It has been 5 years and 6 days since I made the drawing on the left and it has been my laptop background the entire time.

Figured it was time for an update.

Can't seem to decide on colors so,

Which is better:

this--

this--

or this--

[Answer honestly now.]

We did start the fire.

hey is there a specific tag ur planning on using for ur cdrw comic? its uh. kind of triggering but i don't want to unfollow you bc i like most of what u post.

No worries!

I'm going to be tagging all of the content for this au with #tpnt and/or #thepathnottaken

I had worried about how to present it especially given some of the more intense themes it will explore but I hope that will help!

Sketch dump of the husbands🧡 

An aimless mix of trying to figure out how’s best to draw them and whether or not I actually have a set style or not🤣

Well hopefully this helps 🧡

Keep pushing through, you've got this!

y’all i’m really craving some fucking validation right now so have this snippet of an ineffable husbands fic i’ve been trying to write since last year:

The sound of Aziraphale’s stool scraping against the floor is minimal compared to the water still running in the sink, so when Aziraphale throws his arms around Crowley and embraces him from behind, Crowley jumps, startled.

“Angel?” he asks.

Aziraphale pushes his face against Crowley’s shoulder. He loves wrapping his arms around the demon and pulling him into him, feeling the solidness of Crowley’s body against his, the places where their respective sharp angles and soft curves lock into place like puzzle pieces. He just loves hugging Crowley, now that he can, and he gives himself a moment to simply hold him and breathe him in.

Crowley smells like the peonies in their garden. He smells like the chair in Aziraphale’s study. He smells like the first cup of coffee in the morning, like the butter scones they have for breakfast sometimes, like the couch in their living room, like their bedsheets.

He smells like home.

Happy new year peeps 🎉

As a part of @secretsolenoid 's event, I made this for @skidblast who requested Starscream and Trailcutter straight up fighting.

We do have a healthy mix of other types, but yeah, more than a few are just:

ರ_ರ + (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.) =🧡

I feel incredibly exposed...