We Do Have A Healthy Mix Of Other Types, But Yeah, More Than A Few Are Just:

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The footsteps of the council thug faded to echoes as he retreated to tend to his wounds. 

Whirl didn’t stick around to hear it.

 As soon as the bot had turned, Whirl was on his pedes punching in the code to his habsuit. Once open he rushed inside, cradling Tailgate in his arms.

Gears and springs joined the shattered furniture strewn across the floor as they were swept off the bench to make room for Tailgate’s frame. Whirl was loath to let to minibot go, but he laid him down anyway. Cyclonus was still laying prone in the hall, he was still in danger.

Back in the hall Whirl heaved Cyclonus up, claws hooked carefully under his shoulders to avoid aggravating any wounds. Cyclonus was a big mech, but Whirl was able to drag him into the hab before he barricaded the door. As it stands, Whirl was more useful to the council if he could throw around his own weight and then some.

@slenderwave a theory as to why he can’t bake cookies?

[I swear I’m done for the night >w<]

It’s a simple question, right?

So, I was moseying about reading some GO fanfics and I happened upon this little scene from Lucy_Ferrier’s fic “Catch me.” 

The way that they described this moment put a vivid enough image into my head that my brain went: ‘welp, I’m not going to stop bugging you till you draw this’👀—- and thus we now have a new doodle.

(If ya want to head over to AO3 and check out their story the link is below!)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21738691 

A few of the prompts from @mcnuggyy‘s sheet which ya can find here:

https://mcnuggyy.tumblr.com/post/633896358940688384/i-felt-like-there-wasnt-enough-polyam-trio-art

C2 for  @citrus-art-and-life, F1 for @sporadichumanoidoperatortrash, and the rest for various folks. You know who you are

@fuckyeahgoodomens why do you have to go and be all inspiring like that?

(of course it would be a little bit of both options 🧡)

4 am thoughts:

Aziraphale comes to Crowley’s flat to wake him up but sees no sign of him. Finally, he hears breathing coming from somewhere above and finds Crowley gently snoring there, sprawled on the ceiling like a star. Aziraphale tries talking, shouting, stomping – to no avail. He can’t reach the ceiling either.

What I desperately need here is a fanart of Aziraphale with a broom, poking at the foul fiend in an attempt to wake him from a 2-month coma.

Wip for one of my animatic projects

the rest of it is still a long way off from being discernible to those who don’t already know what’s going on, but eh   

(song is ‘Karma’ by AJR)

Welp, that was an exercise in...something.

ANYWAY- it’s spooky season folks! This is based off of @breakdownsbuttlights​ post for their human au  Drift and Ratchet. I’ll link the post below so this whole thing makes a bit more sense.

https://breakdownsbuttlights.tumblr.com/post/188737206314/happy-halloween-i-keep-thinking-about-how-drift 

Bonus:

Goals,

freaking goals

Good omens animation/Do I wana know

It’s finally done guys. It’s 3am & I can rest in peace now (=v=)

Little excerpt from chapter 2 of goosewriting’s wip “Amaretto” over on Ao3. Featuring a human Aziraphale, demon Crowley, and an arrangement!

If you want to check out the story and show the author some support the link is below🧡 https://archiveofourown.org/works/24308572/chapters/58599616#bookmark-form