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Some aussiebabes moments from say my name
Happy Valentine’s Day~💋
Orginal idea by VIVSIES
Some sketches I did for @obstinatecondolement ‘s fantastic fic-
Luckiest Guy on the Lower Eastside
It combines two of my favorite things Rocky Horror and Beetlejuice.
I kept trying to make these into a full digital piece but they were stubborn and insisted on staying marker sketches.
A lil birthday gift for @nanasalt <3
Chapter 3 of Testing the Waters is out, so here’s art from chapter 2
Happy Holidays from everyone's favorite chaos siblings. Or fun uncle and niece. Don't give them ideas, they'll just roleplay it. For the "Folgers Incest Commercial" prompt for Week 4 of the #BeetlejuiceHorridaySpecial from my friend @beetlejuicier-for-your-pleasure. Listen, I had to.
musicalbabe + textpost dump
AU: Lydia has always felt alone: at school she was considered strange because of her gothic style and unique way of thinking, and her parents were too busy with their own affairs to notice that their daughter needed help. One night while wandering the streets of the city, she hears an unknown punk band playing from a run-down bar and decides to go in, even though she has no love for the genre. There her attention is attracted by a bold guitarist, who makes offensive jokes between songs, and during the performance puts on a real show: bright fireballs appear around him, which float in the air, changing color in time with the music, or his shadow seems to separate from his body and lives its own life... Lydia, amazed by this spectacle, does not notice that all the other listeners are completely indifferent to his antics. After the concert, when the crowd gradually dispersed, the girl lingered to learn the name of the mysterious musician in a striped suit, but the punks only laughed at her, specifying how much she drank. Upset, Lydia hurried to the exit, as suddenly the very man came out of the shadows to her and with a smile, said: “Can you really see me, babe?” Lydia soon learns that her new acquaintance is a ghost trapped in this bar, and she is the first person to see him after many decades.