and the lord did not ask him again.
d o o d l e s p a m.
Time to work!
While the judges were deliberating for the costume contest we tried to remember our poses
—surprisingly difficult considering how long we had been staring at them during the process
Original art by Cara
❝ G A T S B Y turned out all right at the end; it is what preyed on Gatsby, what foul dust floated in the wake of his dreams that temporarily closed out my interest in the abortive sorrows and short-winded elations of men.
i admit the book never actually describes what their wings look like and for all we know aziraphale and crowley could have mallard wings so this is just headcanon (omg ducks…)
but i love the idea that their wings are both crisp white, exactly the same, only one is nice and preened
it just illustrates beautifully that they were the same and are the same…. even though crowley is a demon now he’s still aziraphale’s bro in the weirdo close way that all angels are bros
and i feel this jarring disconnect when his wings are pitch black because it’s like such a striking and standard heaven-vs-hell difference the feathers seem pointless aahhhh
another totally indulgent break from commissions in order to celebrate hannibal’s airdate! SO EXCITED.