THIS IS AMAZING OMGGG
a slightly self indulgent virgil design
Why does Ao3 always seem to go down whilst I'm reading fanfic???
Like seriously I was just chilling eating my pot noodle and rereading LAOFT for the fourth time and boom ao3 is down what???
this hURTS
inspector constable, I would like to report a murder
the way Crowley keeps tilting his head up during the confession
the way he tilts it up even more just before putting on his glasses
he is crying by then, and he doesn’t want the tears to roll down
my best friend made me a Virgil hoodie and i cant stop wearing it cuz its just the best thing ever cuz ik they poured their heart into making it + i love Virgil sm <( ̄︶ ̄)>
I'm making Virgil's hoodie and I've handmade most of it (I brought a black hoodie as a base and then hand-painted purple fabric and I'm currently hand-sewing the patches on). And it's really cool to me because I think how I'm making it would be similar to how Virgil made it. Like I know the Sides technically can just summon things and create stuff out of thin air but I like the idea of Virgil spending hours pouring his heart and soul into a creation that represents a small part of himself and now I'm getting to do a version of that and it makes me really happy.
screaming crying throwing up literally combusting
omg this is so great!
[ID: A full body digital drawing of Roman Sanders falling from the sky. He reaches out to the sun with one arm, his hand stretched out. Sun rays hit him from above and he looks up with a wide-eyed anguished expression. There are tears in his eyes. His wings, which are fastened to his arms, are falling apart, and loose feathers surround him. He wears his usual prince outfit. His sash is blowing with the wind, along with his hair. A golden crown has fallen from his head. On the background there are huge clouds, painted in golden, orange and brown tones. Warm yellow light comes from above. /End ID]
"Strap the wing to me Death trap clad happily With wax melted, I'd meet the sea Under sunlight, sunlight, sunlight" - Sunlight, Hozier
roman with icarus imagery is literally everything to me <33 i loved working on this
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i relate to this too much 💀
(except im ace and pan)
My mother just recently informed me that I am no longer allowed to and I quote, “Act like a dramatic vigilante whilst I walk my pups at night.”
(I’m a bisexual who dresses in black in a poorly lit neighborhood. On top of that I was in band, theater, and CHOIR.)
I proceed to combine all of that to announce my presence to other people at night by acting like an extra from a musical, as not to alarm them with a sudden spike in gay energy. My favorite method is by snapping and approaching like the alley scene in A Westside story while singing, “It’s not unusual” by Tom Jones.
This has led to many complaints from our neighbors. I don’t see how it is supposed to be my problem though, maybe they just shouldn’t be startled by an average theater kid.