To Make It Easier For Everyone Who Doesn’t Want To Scroll For Eternity, I’ve Put It All Together

happy valentine’s day!! i drew some cards with various romances that have been on my mind a lot lately 💘

(ships are in the captions!)

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[Hell, circa the 1970s]

Beelzebub: Announcement from the demon Crowley.

Beelzebub, reading: "The Hell social event of the year is fast approaching, but before you don your glad rags, boogie on d-"

Beelzebub, lowering the paper in their hand: I'm sorry. I simply cannot read this.

Math Class

Doodles

Imagine Warlock as a young child. Very young. And he’s at that age where he’s asking questions about everything. From the most banal mundanities to the profound inquiries that only children seem capable of. Every answer is followed up with why?

Why? Why? Why? Why?

His mother will answer him sometimes, but her patience inevitably runs out. Sometimes she’s distracted or stressed and cuts Warlock off before he can finish his question. Sometimes she says I don’t know, but she says it like she’s brushing Warlock off. Sometimes she says that’s just how it is.

His father always tells Warlock to go ask his mother.

And eventually, his mother starts telling him to go ask Nanny.

Because Nanny always answers Warlock’s questions. It doesn’t matter what she’s doing or what he’s asking. Nanny will answer every how and where and what and why. Sometimes Warlock will talk to her for hours, asking whatever comes to his head.

Sometimes Nanny’s answers are silly.

“What makes the sky change colors?”

“The demonic armies that will rise to your call and take up arms against your enemies.”

Sometimes Nanny’s replies sound a little sad.

“Why is Daddy away all the time?”

“Some parents are more distant than others, dear heart.”

And sometimes Nanny says I don’t know, but she always sounds honest when she admits this. Truth be told, Warlock likes it when Nanny doesn’t know something, because then they can sit and puzzle it out together. Sometimes Nanny will smile funny, like she can’t control her face, and gives him a sweetie, saying, I never thought of it that way, dear. How clever you are.

One day, when his father is snappish and his mother is absent, Warlock worriedly asks if Nanny ever gets mad when he bothers her with so many questions. Nanny looks like he hit her, but before Warlock can apologize she’s down on her knees, hands on his shoulders squeezing tight.

“Never,” she hisses.

“You promise?”

“I would never reject a child for seeking knowledge. That would be…terribly cruel.”

I still love this unhinged boy… 🖤🖤🖤