May 20
my most favoritest oc ever getting a new outfit :]
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my most favoritest oc ever getting a new outfit :]
Since we’ve been away for a while, we’re going to be posting some of our previously-released materials here for those of you who might not have seen them yet:
We’re doing something a little different with this particular set of masks. Although prints are available on the Red Star Forge Shop as usual (https://www.redstargames.org/shop), you can also download the STL files (or Stud.io installer if you prefer that) for free from our Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/posts/65629728
Ragtags.
(I’ve had ideas for rag doll characters for a very long time, but it’s only now I’ve had a more confident idea to put them down on paper.)
“Thank you,” he finally says. There’s a moment of silence, a moment of wonder and awe and confusion seeping into Aziraphale’s face as he stares down at Crowley.
“For what, dear?” he asks.
“For reminding me of who I am.” Crowley smirks. He sits up and takes Aziraphale’s hand in his own.
Here’s the second piece for the awesome ragtags‘s lovely hurt/comfort fic Not Even My Eyes Are Starlight. Also featuring an incredible comic by the fantastic haileythesato!
Done as part of the @goodomensbigbang!
The Wright of It
This is my gift for @ragtags for the Good Omens Holiday Swap.
Aziraphale has been trying to help humans learn to fly for millennia. His influence finally pays off for a certain demon.
Read on AO3
“Where are we going, angel?” Crowley whined. “It’s cold.”
“You’ll like it, my dear, I promise,” Aziraphale merely smiled, the bastard.
He’d shown up at Crowley’s apartments this morning with that same cryptic smile on his face. He’d asked Crowley to trust him and then whisked them across the ocean to America of all places. It was night in the town of Kitty Hawk, North Carolina. And it was colder than the most inner circle of Hell. The December winds were trying their best to slice Crowley open.
Aziraphale led him through the sleeping town to a large barn on the outskirts. “Ah, here it is.” He beamed at a thoroughly confused Crowley and then grandly flung open the doors with a flourish. “What do you think, my dear? They call it an aeroplane.”
Inktober Day 30 - Jolt
Lute began to play a song practiced for a thousandyears, one that is so epic, the ears of mortals were never meant to hear it. A melody that could possibly kill them, or grant them immeasurable power. Considering the situation, they had nothing to lose.
Idk why but so okay I was apparently super engrossed yesterday with your Stony (stevtony?? What's it even called these days idk) but last night I dreamt I cooked SO MUCH FOOD bc I was planning to watch every avenger and side movie involving both of them. And I don't know why?????? but I was on a mission to watch all the iron man and cap movies and avenger movies in order of how they'd appear in a continuous timeline so.......
YO WHAT THE FUCK THIS IS INCREDIBLE LMAO
That is... a very good question but also Why Must You Hurt Me In This Way