The Devil - Tarot Card - Lestat de Lioncourt - by ArtfulLexi on Etsy
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Illustration of Lestat de Lioncourt playing the role of The Devil in a Tarot card setting.
7x5inches
Printed on Heavy Card Stock - Cotton
Illustrated in Procreate
Prints provided by CatPrint
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Retro zodiac dragon head ring thai silver open ring men domineering personality ring dragon jewelry birthday gift for him
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I was going to wait and poke at this a bit more, but the excitement of Upcoming Episode 7 took over. :') so here's one of my alt ideas for Silver's UM poster! this time with more Diasomnia-appropriate colors (that said, you can tear the pink fluffy clouds away from my cold dead hands)
I also recorded this one, for anyone who's interested in that kind of thing! it includes all my fuckups and changing my mind and spending forever adding details before deciding it looks better without, so, uhhh, enjoy my failures! (I kept trying to draw in his jacket details...it never worked...) also featuring lots of drawing on the wrong layer, forgetting how jackets work, and the black censor boxes of continually forgetting to turn off pop-up notifications. hope you like watching me draw birds!
here it is, combined and compressed down to about 10 minutes long (with a warning for flickering and flashing colors from sped-up zooming/layer changes): [ link ]
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Dean (pushing his luck) "joke" flirting with Cas asking him to dispose of a body for him. "Come on man, you're basically my husband. The husband takes out the trash, it's in the contract."
"That is inaccurate. I'm also not your husband."
"We live together*, we have a kid, we sleep together** - and unless you've been doing some seriously under the radar canoodling, we're pretty fuckin committed. Face it, Cas, you're the Ricky to my Lucy."
Cas creases up his forehead, "So...you're my wife?"
Dean blinks. He blushes. He hadn't thought of that. "Um."
"I think I understand," Cas says, nodding to himself with his 'I got it' smile, "Yes. We are playing roles. I will 'take out the trash' while you 'sit there and look pretty'."
He stands to go.
"No, wait, Cas. I'm not-" his brain is firing all sorts of confusing, happy signals, "I'm not. Pretty." That's not what he meant to say.
Cas stops and leans in close to his face, examining him closely. Dean fights for his life not to make eyecontact, but he can't help it in the end.
"No," Cas says eventually, matter of fact, "You are my pretty wife."
Before Dean can surpress his own smile, Cas presses a swift kiss to his warm cheek and then disappears with a flap of his trench coat. Dean is left in their kitchen to touch the place Cas kissed him and try not to shake with happiness.
*cottage type situation, the two of them plus whoever wants to crash at theirs for a few days/weeks/months
**they sleep platonically in the same bed as best friends. They snuggle all night.
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Just practicing hands from ref and making it KimHarry bc why not
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