Crowley took one look at the heatwave, declared it personally catered to his cold-blooded self, and decided he and his angel deserved a beach vacation.
Hell’s position on summer holidays is, officially, that they do not exist and that the concept itself is an Earth thing that’s reserved for stinky humans. However, Hell’s position has never once stopped our demon from doing anything.
Enter August’s Infernal Resources Monthly Incident Report
I don’t know exactly how this happened.
One moment I was drowning in the scripts for my ongoing S3 comic, the next Monthly Chaos report, art class assignments, and the general audacity of life continuing to occur while I’m trying to be an artist, and the next moment I had a stylus in my hand and was sketching Slorch sprinting after Angel!Crowley with hearts floating off his head like a cartoon character who has just been conked on the noggin by love. (Which is exactly what happened)
It’s Slorchweek. It felt appropriate.
I was waiting for the finale before getting my next Good Omens tattoo. Just in case.
Well, there was a just in case.
Enter the snowglobe and the idea of them finding each other “In every universe, time after time.”
And enter the three tattoo designs that I made, all different styles.
I’m a sucker for minimal, fine line tattoos, so Image 1 is the design that’s going on my arm in three weeks and I am THRILLED (“thrilled” is the understatement of six thousand years!).
Images 2 and 3 I made for funsies while I was in the zone. One ornamental/neo-traditional with wings and banners because drama. One fine line with a feather wreath because soft ethereal devastation is also valid.
I am by no means a tattoo artist and an actual one would probably have notes. But if any of these speaks to that specific part of your brain that will never recover from the ineffable brainrot: take it, adapt it, make it yours.
It's done!
I said I’d show you and I am a person of my word and also a person who is currently constantly staring at their own arm in awe.
It's a genuinely overwhelming feeling (in the best way possible) to have my own design permanently featured on my body. The tattoo artist absolutely delivered and I am so happy I could combust. I will be showing it to strangers unprompted for the rest of my natural life.
In every universe. Time after time.
A while ago I took a month off from Patreon to let the muse recharge and experiment with some art things.
This “Patron Saint of Small Defiances” Aziraphale is something that happened while I was left unsupervised, with some free time, caffeine, and intrusive artistic thoughts.
My hand went rogue and suddenly gave him an earring. Afterwards I spent twenty minutes constructing an entirely convincing theological argument for why Aziraphale absolutely has pierced ears and that immediately justified the unconsciously made art choice. You just know Aziraphale had a centuries-long “subtle rebellion but make it chic” phase, strutting into some 18th-century soirée with a single gold stud. He’s that kind of angel.
Around the same time I also did a whole lighting study with Crowley, aka drawing one (1) extremely handsome demon and then yeeting him into every lighting scenario imaginable to angelkind like he’s starring in “Universe’s Next Top Model: Infernal Edition”?
These three are my my favourites: "Golden Hour", Three Point Light” and “Incandescent Light”
Anyway, moral of the story: don’t give me time off. I’ll make angels fashion-forward and torment demons by yeeting them into ten different lighting scenarios.
A while ago I took a month off from Patreon to let the muse recharge and experiment with some art things.
This “Patron Saint of Small Defiances” Aziraphale is something that happened while I was left unsupervised, with some free time, caffeine, and intrusive artistic thoughts.
My hand went rogue and suddenly gave him an earring. Afterwards I spent twenty minutes constructing an entirely convincing theological argument for why Aziraphale absolutely has pierced ears and that immediately justified the unconsciously made art choice. You just know Aziraphale had a centuries-long “subtle rebellion but make it chic” phase, strutting into some 18th-century soirée with a single gold stud. He’s that kind of angel.
I was waiting for the finale before getting my next Good Omens tattoo. Just in case.
Well, there was a just in case.
Enter the snowglobe and the idea of them finding each other “In every universe, time after time.”
And enter the three tattoo designs that I made, all different styles.
I’m a sucker for minimal, fine line tattoos, so Image 1 is the design that’s going on my arm in three weeks and I am THRILLED (“thrilled” is the understatement of six thousand years!).
Images 2 and 3 I made for funsies while I was in the zone. One ornamental/neo-traditional with wings and banners because drama. One fine line with a feather wreath because soft ethereal devastation is also valid.
I am by no means a tattoo artist and an actual one would probably have notes. But if any of these speaks to that specific part of your brain that will never recover from the ineffable brainrot: take it, adapt it, make it yours.
🏳🌈HAPPY PRIDE MONTH🏳🌈 and Hell, Pandemonium LLC. has PAPERWORK about it.
June’s Infernal Resources Monthly Incident Report has landed and the classification is simultaneously Gross Misconduct AND Commendation and Hell is having a very bad time about it.
Crowley was caught fraternising at Pride but also, accidentally, delivered exceptional human disruption. All while committing "Unauthorised Happyness" against a certain angel’s temple.
Watertight case. For commendation. SATAN DAMN IT.
So in the spirit of Crowley being technically, bureaucratically, cosmically impossible to punish for loving who he loves:
Wear the thing. Say the thing. Hold the hand. Kiss the person. Be perceived, loudly and on purpose. (Aziraphale would want you to be safe though, so maybe keep just a little reason, tucked in your pocket, just in case).
Happy Pride. 🌈
So, Aziraphale and Crowley are still very much into the free-will-for-humans thing.
But that doesn’t mean that they can’t give Asa and Anthony very specific advice about pastries and duck nutrition.
I also wrote a tiny story to go with this.
⚠️SPOILER FOR GO3⚠️
They’re not lost. They’re the origin point. The thread that connects everything, every universe.
And in each one of them they find each other. And in each one they get their garden.
Time after time.