Alphonse Mucha’s “Primrose And Feather” Homage

Ha was looking for some new fanfics to read and just had to reblog this absolutely amazing fanfic series! Definitely worth reading, several times.

I MADE A SERIES!!!

Man, I'm on the fence about the series name, but it's what I've got so I'm going with it! 😉

Beetlejuice and Lydia reunite, and the chaos BFFFs are back in business for the strangest and most unusual summer the Deetz or Maitlands have ever had, dead or alive. (Warning: shenanigans ensue, both fluff and angst are a frequent visitors, tragic backstory intrudes, found family is the trope of the day, there are musical numbers and fanart, and humor of multiple varieties is employed. Also, we say Shit a lot.)

So, this universe is continuously growing, and the order of fics will change as new stories are written, but I do have an idea where I'm steering this, I promise! (There will be eldritch monstrosities.)

I’ve heard many songs. So many. But this lyrics verse is by far one of the deepest ones I’ve ever heard.

“Gone now are the old times

Forgotten, time to hold on the railing

The Rubix cube isn't solving for us

Old friends, long forgotten

The old ways at the bottom

Of the ocean now has swallowed

The only thing that's left

Is us, so pardon the silence

That you're hearing is turning

Into a deafening, painful, shameful roar”

-Ode To The Mets by The Strokes

Song Lyrics #3

At last, when all of the world is asleep

You take in the blackness of air

The likes of a darkness so deep

That God at the start couldn't bear

And sit unseen, with only the inner upheld

Your reflection can't offer a word

To the bliss of not knowin' yourself

With all mirrorin' gone from the world

Still the mind, rejectin' this new empty space

Fills it with somethin' or someone

No closer could I be to God

Or why he would do what he's done

De Selby (Part 1) by Hozier

Inktober 2023 - 13 Rise by tyberioaeus

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GWAH GWAH GWAH

GWAH! by lokitheraven

guard snake

Favorite green pages from my gouache sketchbook 🌿🌼

what baffles me is that crowley is actually good for aziraphale. not in the sense that the good actions he does are done for aziraphale, but in the sense that crowley teaches aziraphale to be good to himself

in s2ep4 when aziraphale is looking for a magic trick to do, he first says that he can't go to the magic shop because he's not a professional conjuror. crowley disagrees, convincing him that he's a professional as he is "about to perform on the West End Stage"

afterwards when the shopkeeper calls aziraphale a "talented amateur", it's aziraphale himself who makes a point in proving that he's no such thing as he's "booked to appear in the West End"

and then when they're backstage talking to furfur aziraphale clearly calls himself a "working professional magician". over a few hours, crowley makes aziraphale confident in his own identity

not only does crowley love aziraphale (in whatever way he expresses it) but he literally makes him better. crowley, who believes he is incapable of doing good, manages to make an actual angel, better

park bench lovers

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