I'll Always Reblog Divorced Crowley Looking Off Into Middle Distance Smoking A Cigarette.

This is so ridiculously beautiful. 🌟

☆❇eyes❇☆

🤷

WIP

Just bought my ticket to The Ineffable Con!

I look forward to seeing you all there!

🔔We are delighted to announce that The Ineffable Con 5 is live for booking!🔔

For the first time, The Ineffable Con will be fully hybrid, with the in person convention being held in a picturesque English village close to Tadfield (more commonly known as Hambleden!), for an optional Sunday night outing!

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Star Snek

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I illustrated this intergalactic space snake of creation for @goodomensafterdark’s epic fic project, The Serpent and the Owl (AO3, Explicit) an absolutely MASSIVE project to write and illustrate a monsterfucking long fic.

This piece is for chapter one, wherein we meet StarSnek!Crowley and set up the world in which the story takes place. The first four chapters of TSATO are up right now, posting weekly.

He’s just vibin around this black hole, makin star stuff. Look at the little planets forming in his coils:

February 19th, 2024: launch date of the epic fic project.

January 19th, 2025: the publishing of the epic fic, named The Serpent and the Owl, starts.

Total amount of people who wrote or made art for this epic fic: 69 writers and artists.

Total amount of people involved in the project: 75 people, including: 35 writers, 31 artists, 4 creators who took on both writing and art, 5 betas (+3 writers and 1 artist who took on the task), and 1 podficcer.

This is the first part of a series in 7 parts. And I promise: there is a happy ending

love when i Enter The Painting Dimension for 6 hours and then surface and get hit with every status effect at once

Trying my damndest to learn digital oil paint.

Crowley in (an attempt at) the style of John Singer Sargent. Human AU so he has non-snek eyes.

WIP

SO GOOD, OP. SO GOOD.

*crowley imagines what Alpha centauri looks like*

(My fanart btw)

so after you draw the thing then you draw the thing all over again but spend waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay more time on it

sketch to lines

One step ahead of you, Thav!

In a Garden --- --- ---

I originally painted this for a project that got delayed fairly substantially, and given today's news, I thought we could all use some South Downs fluff. Love you all so much, Q

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!