#eldritch yuri

[meowzerz-art]

MY GOOBERS!!! The Faroeverse you all asked for 😈

Bonus Arthur being held by the scruff inspired by potatolord

[gremnoire]

All stars are self-similar: spoon out the meanest spark of celestial fire, and it will burn as brightly, for a time, before a lack of gravity unravels it. Connect alternating valleys of a pentagram and you will find the same: a daughter sigil, infinitely in-divisible.

All stars are self-similar, but only some may be divine, when even the mathematics of their spokes speak to perfection.

Some ancients thought there may be four elements, or maybe five: rising air and fire, falling earth and water, and ineffable quintessence. These can be symbolicated, as in the fingers of a hand or the compounds of a hexagram. But in both configurations stepping back we find the lack, the void: a closed fist, an open palm; the hexing space within, beneath, above. Six-and-zero, everything and nothing.

The Hidden Star, the Void-Which-Joins: Its halo radiates and splits sixfold, to tile all space with her presence. The Imperatrix may yet grant us her mercy, if we worship It not in name but number.

To be hexxed by Esther is a blessing.

(Art by @meowphie)

(Read Antigreen on AO3!)

[wulfthedollmaker]

I don’t know why but I decided to ship Opal with the Boiled One so here is your dose of Eldritch yuri

Also Wulf is absolutely terrified by them (and the fact that Wulf has to share a body with Opal does NOT help)

[cavernclaw]

happy pride month here’s a dumb ship i had. (sado x winged lion)

[youryurigoddess]

The summer that was never supposed to end

You’ve probably noticed how in Good Omens 2 Crowley’s eyes are brighter, more saturated, as if glistening with liquid gold. We’ve already covered his hair. And it’s not only the visual aspect of him — even in objectively stressful conditions, Crowley appears mature and put together, way cooler and more protective than before. Even his faults are heavily romanticized in the past and present scenes, reminding of the S1 body swap, when Aziraphale projected his love to him on the way he played the demon in Hell.

It’s not just the demon. The whole season is more vibrant, bolder, filled with sunshine. Just like a summer that was never supposed to end. Like a memory of a loved one seen through the eyes of someone who thinks of them every day until the end of the world.

S2 seems ridiculously saturated, whimsical, and full of red and gold, just like a certain demon. Aziraphale not only painted his bookshop in his image, but literally colored the whole world in Crowley’s colors. It was such lush and saturated and blooming with warmth and hazy light.

It’s either that all the newest events are just another memory seen through a certain angel’s eyes, or said angel actively made it appear this way — as in, his feelings grew so strong that they’ve started to warp the reality around him. And it’s a well-known fact that Aziraphale has a tendency to affect his surroundings, either unconsciously, when his presence in the bookshop literally lightens up the sky seen through its windows, or very much consciously, when he takes over the position of a master puppeteer and manipulates people with or without the help of his miracles.

S1 was more dramatic and apocalyptic, but not particularly gray — at least not as much as the color grading typically used in portrayal of similar apocalyptic narratives. S2, at least as seen through Aziraphale’s own La Vie En Rose lens, is vibrant and saturated. And those colors drastically fade in the heavenly light of the elevator during the credits, suggesting that they won’t be as visible in the course of S3.

But I don’t want to ramble about the apocalypse sandwich and the three-act structure here, so let’s circle back to S2.

Good Omens 2 was really set in a summer that was never supposed to end. But it did, autumn crept in, and there was no chance of hearing the nightingales sing. They all had left by the time an angel and a demon finally kissed.

In the most literal sense: the very last nightingales usually migrate from the UK to their wintering grounds in Sub-Saharan Africa in the first days of September.

Aziraphale was right that nothing lasts forever — and the passage of time on Earth is marked by subtle details invisible to the immortal eyes.

The main thing about autumn migration is how sudden and hard to predict it is. The birds start disappearing gradually, often without notice, until at some point they are no longer here. Much like the angel leaves the bookshop — their shared nest — to spread his wings and fight.

And it was basically announced on the poster.

Can you see the migratory formation of birds up in the sky? It looks like Aziraphale is the last one to get off the ground and fly.

[rosenbergamot]

“You’re annoying me.” Gem says to the mysterious shape in the water that’s been watching her fish for the past… oh, I don’t know, five days. Usually the thing will swim away quickly, or sometimes it will disregard her ire and continue to sit there as if it relished in her annoyance. Today it slaps its tail against the water, sending waves towards her.

“That was childish.” She blows a raspberry at it because she herself is the pinnacle of maturity.

It slaps the water again, splashing her and giving her a mouthful of briny seawater. She spits it out, unamused. Its tail is large, with deep blue scales that sparkle in the morning sun. Whatever this thing is, it's big and it loves to watch her talk to herself.

“You know we’re on the same side here, right?” This is a lie and they both know it. Fisherman and fish could never be on the same side. “Hey, how about if I catch anything I’ll give you some of it. But you have to promise to stop scaring the fish away!”

The tail slowly raises out of the water. It does not slap down like it did before. Instead, slowly, so slowly, a head raises out as well. She sees two deep eyes stare back at her, a head of messy brown hair, a smile sharp and intelligent.

“What?!” She gawks.

“You promise, mate?” It has a playful voice, melodic and feminine, and when it speaks its gills flare at its neck. “I don’t take too kindly to people breaking their promises.”

“You’re a person?”

It purses its lips. “Not really? What, you think a person looks like this?” She unearths her fingers from the water. The sea drips off of her long sharp claws. “Couldn’t do much with these if I was a person.”

“Uh… yeah!” She recasts her line, her eyes wandering across the pale skin until she reaches the chest and— oh! The… person? Creature? Whatever it is, it’s shirtless, and Gem doesn’t want to be caught staring. That’s so rude! She fixes her gaze on her rod.

It swims closer to her. It gets so close she’d be able to touch if she wanted. It rests its head on the dock, stares up at her with vertical pupils. She’s got silvery patchings of scales on her face.

This is… only a little bit different from what they’d been doing before. She can still handle it. It’s just… right there instead of in the water. And instead of just being a fish it is a very pretty woman with very sharp teeth. That’s okay! Gem’s okay!

She goes back to fishing, those eyes still on her. Eventually she hooks a salmon and cheers. The creature blinks at her as she puts it in her bucket.

“None for me?” She pouts.

“Oh, no! You’ll just have to wait!” She grabs more bait. “I need to feed myself, after all. I’m a busy woman, can’t have some fish lady taking all my food!”

A miserable sigh. It bonks its head back down on the dock. “You’re lucky I think you’re pretty.”

That catches her off guard. She accidentally hooks a bit of her thumb as she’s trying to hook the worm. She curses and shakes the blood off. The creature’s eyes follow it.

“Uh-huh… and why’s that?”

When she responds, she’s not looking at Gem. She’s staring at her bleeding thumb. Her long tongue comes out to lick at her lips. She grins at her.

“‘Cause I’d have just eaten you already if I didn’t.”

When she swallows, it watches the way her throat moves with attentive eyes. They sit there in silence for the rest of the day.

It ends up swimming away with five whole fish in her grasp. As she’s disappearing, she yells back to Gem:

“See ya tomorrow, pretty fisher lady!” Her teeth reflect the sun. “I hope ya catch lots of stuff tomorrow! For both our sakes!”

Then it’s gone, tail the last thing to leave, and Gem is left to wonder if she’s just invited something horrible into her life…

And if so, why is she excited about it?

[freakinator]

In my deep despair, you were there

In my waking dreams, where I lay

Drowning.

You held my hand as I felt

The darkness below

Pull my person within their gravitas,

My heart felt no lighter than when

The stars came to set fire to all I knew.

[sucreamygdalum]

Hello!! I am Sucre Amygdalum, a trans lesbian writer/musician/artist, and I am developing a surreal original RPGmaker horror game "In The Liminality". Here is the teaser trailer for this game, and some notes!! - This game is a psychological/cosmic horror game with mature themes. It is not intended for children and contains strong gore & body horror along with other sensitive themes. - It follows Su, a 16-year old autistic pre-transition trans lesbian, assisted by an esoteric enby entity, Myg on a surreal journey of growth and healing - Explore 24+ levels, each weaving intricate sets of lore into an ever-expanding tapestry - Surreal and unique characters such as - Lucille, the teenage embodiment of the abyss that speaks in fluent brainrot - Rosie, the beloved autistic cis lesbian girlfriend of Su - and VANAC, a transfeminine biomechanical alien matriarch. - Lobert the alcoholic bisexual blue lobster - The most transgender game ever made, probably - The most lesbian game ever made, most definitely - The most autistic game ever made, absolutely - A wide variety of artstyles - photography, hand-drawn sketches, pixelart, and art in various styles is mashed together. Including surreal aliens illustrated by artist C. M. Kosemen I expect this game to release sometime in the back half of this year. Please feel free to share it if you are interested!!

[terminal-chaos]

We love eldritch entities obsessing over one person!!

[izel-scribbles]

if requests are open can I ask for some jaroe(faroe+jane from faroeverse)? I miss those girls:(((

Hope you have good holidays!!

oh man i just queued a bunch of posts last night and the faroeverse one is scheduled for jan 6 😔 youll have em soon

[siyaazu]

Just a girl with her gaster blaster

[ziekkfreak2-0]

"Waow... Big lady..."

Realized I haven't been playing with vibrant colors recently so I drew my two OCs if they met as adults.

[gremnoire]

Somewhen after heat death...

"

You're upset that there's no people anymore but you. You're crying; do you want attention? So many of your little human emotions are just posturing, puppet: tears to be seen, heard, respected. But there's no one else to posture to--your tears are wasted on that quotient of humanity I've divided out forever.

Who needs to see you cry but me? Who else needs to hear you scream in fear or mirth or bliss? I've removed some odd eight billion distractions that could ever possibly compete for your attention. I give you all of mine, and you ARE mine; so give me all of yours.

Cheer up, puppet! Eternity is just beginning. It's only ever going to be just the two of us~

" -⁊

Antigreen (AO3)

[sad-emo-dip-dye]

You know what? It’s MerMay I think it’s time lovecraft came back

[resuri-art]

When you're a silly butch loved by a sapphic eldritch abomination <333

To read "My Eldritch Romance"👉✨LINK✨️

[theautismcorner]

Played through my friends Call of Cthulhu one shot campaign and oh my god my will to write is back. It took five hours but it was so worth it.

I will be writing this campaign into a narrative story (with a bit of analogue bc thats my niche at this point). My character is just a tragic goth lesbian who has a smoking problem and I love that for her. I will post writing updates and it will eventually end up on ao3. Also it is heavily inspired by the movie The Thing.

I fear my writing is always cosmic horror, found family, and sad gay people. My only published work on ao3 is a short analogue horror story that was for my sci-fi final last year if anyone is interested. I will be going back and revising that at some point as well because I do want to eventually have it truly published. This is the link to that work if anyone is interested.