Painting over an old sketch to try some new brushes ✨

+Bonus(es)

A sketchy thing for the discord prompt “Date night”.

Shipwrecks are romantic, right?

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A kind-of Dune AU, why not? - 3/3

Let Me Rise / Let Me Fall

Let Me Rise (Beelzebub)

Beneath a steel sky, flashing
(threats gleam like metal screaming)
before the storm. Hidden in a box
of glass, sterile hotel duvet

holding place for your hands and
lips and breath. Safe from both sides.

All of your sins are sins of tenderness–
unseemly in an angel of God.

And all of my sins are sins of weakness.
Unseemly in whatever I have become.

The thunder announces you; you fall
like the water, to the nearly-white
(cloudlight) carpet, as I Fell once.

As I Fell into Hell. As I fell into you.

Love lights the darkest paths–
a flickering match promising
warmth against the iceslick
street. A fool’s gambit, and yet–

Falling for you is as easy as summer rain.
(Did the humans name me a God of rain?
They did. They did. Once.)

Oh, my love, make my flesh an altar
for your soft worship. Drink my tears
for your Communion, and sing your prayers
in the dark cathedral of our joined mouths.

Kiss my skin as the rain and leave me
pure. Give me wings and let me rise

for a night, this last night, before the
death of all the world. Let me rise.

~*~

Let Me Fall (Gabriel)

First drops fall warm as our tears–
summer shower, clouds quilted to hide
us. Not from God. No, She knows our
raw souls. But from other eyes, from those

who have never known need–who
have never known a lover’s touch.

All of your sins are sins of tenderness–
unseemly in a demon Prince.

And all of my sins are sins of weakness.
Unseemly in the Strength of God.

Safe before you, on my knees, and you rise
from the bed–like salvation, like
spring dandelions–as I rose, once.

As I rose to Heaven, still smelling of Eden.

This love festers and blooms like a corpse–
drawing flies and muddying all sense.
I drew you to me in my rot. I know
that you are consuming me, and yet–

Surrender is as beautiful as lightning.
(Did the humans name me a God of thunder?
They did. They did, once.)

Oh, my love, make my flesh a dinner table
and feast upon me. Drink my fears and
become drunk on them. Sing me sweet sins
in the delirious crypt of our joined mouths.

Peel back my skin (and lies) and leave me
weak. Steal my wings and let me fall

into you, this last night, before we
meet on the battlefield. Let me fall.

– S. E. De Haven (GypsyWeaver)

Both poems to be featured in the forthcoming Red Tape Zine.

The Seraph Beelzebub against the Archangel Gabriel, and the rebellion in Heaven

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Here is my (obvioulsy late) gift from the Ineffable Bureaucracy Secret Satan event, for the lovely @temptation–accomplished ! Among her promts was Halloween Traditions, and I thought Gabriel would enjoy carving a pumpkin for Beez…that they would probably smash in a matter of seconds (also an excuse to draw them in silly Halloween costumes)

Hope you’ll like it, happy Halloween!

Sharing an umbrella seems to have become quite popular between angels&demons…even though Gabe seems to struggle a bit with the actual concept of “sharing”

Happy Birthday

♡  Anna Maxwell Martin♡

(10/05/1977)