#viviart

[viridescenttemple]

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH

Bonus kris image for ref for myself

[tfemcopia]

this is so stupid please

[herbatazmiodem1]

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director a second popcorn bomb has hit the sports shop

[vivionfireee]

Some more alt versions +close ups

[pirateheartbeat]

☀️ Just Us ☀️

My piece for @opfluffzine - The girls deserve all the love. 🧡🩵

[vivi-art]

Hi Pressure fandom....

[asherraccoon]

Sneak Peak at a WIP RadioApple fanfic (TW: Attempted self unalive)

(In collaboration with the wonderful @viviarts-c I am working on a fic based on their Ritual Self Torture AU! Here is a little snippet from it! :D)

Lucifer leaned on the railing of the balcony. He stared blankly at the ground below him. If he were to fall, it would be painful. He leaned his head on his arms as he contemplated jumping. Would it even do anything? 

He had tried this method before a few years ago when he was in the depths of his depression and isolating himself from everyone and everything. He had jumped off the balcony of his castle and let himself hit the ground. It hurt a lot, but he didn't die. He just broke a few bones.

Lucifer figured this time would be no different, but he was still tempted to try. Could he even die? He was an angel, the most powerful being in Hell. Being an angel, didn't that mean he couldn't die? Not unless angelic steel was used. 

Where would he even get angelic steel from? He knew Vaggie had a spear made from the stuff, but there was no way in Hell that she'd let him touch it. 

So he didn't have a way to kill himself that would for sure work. He sighed in frustration. He may as well just jump and see if that does enough damage to make him bleed to death. It'd be slow but worth it, he figured. 

He took a deep breath and climbed up on top of the railing, standing on it on his toes in a crouch. He held onto the railing to keep himself steady. He looked down. That was a long way down. He leaned forward, pressing the arch of his shoe against the side of the railing. Here goes nothing.

He pushed himself forward but was abruptly stopped when be was pulled backwards. His back hit something and two arms went under his knees. He let out a squeak-scream from surprise. He looked up. “Wh- Alastor!?” 

Alastor looked down at the blonde in his arms. “What where you doing?” He asked. 

“I-I-” Lucifer folded his arms and itched them. “Nothing. I was um.. I was going to go out on a flight,” 

“Without your wings?” Alastor asked, raising an eyebrow.

Lucifer looked away. “Umm…” he wasn't sure how to explain himself. “Can-” he squirmed in Alastor's arms. “Can you put me down?” he asked, kicking his feet helplessly. 

“Not until you tell me what you were about to do,” Alastor demanded, adjusting his grasp on Lucifer. 

“Can you at least hold me in a less awkward position? I have nothing supporting me besides my back on your chest and your arms under my knees and I feel like I'm going to fall and it's giving me anxiety,”  Lucifer explained, squirming more in Alastor's hold. 

Alastor hummed and obliged, adjusting his hold and carrying Lucifer bridal position instead. “Does this satisfy you?”

Lucifer put his arms around Alastor's neck. He tried to hide the way his face was warming up. “This is fine,” he mumbled. 

“Now can you tell me what you were doing here on the balcony?” Alastor asked. 

Lucifer avoided eye contact. “I-I'd really rather not talk about it,” he said, fidgeting with his sleeve. 

Alastor carried Lucifer inside. “Were you about to attempt to kill yourself?” Alastor asked. 

Lucifer tensed. He blinked his eyes a couple times and looked at his legs. He was silent. 

“Why?” The deer questioned. 

“I told you I don't want to talk about it,” Lucifer said, his voice almost a whisper as he began to tremble. He leaned his head on Alastor's shoulder and hugged himself. He was trying to prevent himself from crying. 

Alastor could sense Lucifer's distress. His ear flicked in annoyance but he didn't press it any further. Alastor walked to Lucifer's bed and set him down. He crouched in front of him. “Why don't you go to sleep? You might feel better in the morning,” he said. “We can talk about it when you're ready,” 

Lucifer looked up at Alastor with tear threatened eyes. He sniffed and wiped his eyes, nodding. “Okay,” he whispered. 

[viridescenttemple]

[tfemcopia]

they are so cute

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some sort of awful spirit possessed me and forced me to draw this

[herbatazmiodem1]

a late bday art for my bff @meowolie

HAPPY BDAY AAAAA‼️‼️‼️🎉🎂🎉🎂🎈😋🎈🎉🎈

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[vivionfireee]

Guys araerisol (more araeri) is goated hear me out pls

[pirateheartbeat]

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Girl power for the @opfluffzine - if you can't wait for me to upload the full artwork go and check out the zine!

It's already released, filled with fluff art and stories... AND IT IS FOR FREE! ✨

[vivi-art]

FISH REF FISH REF!!!!!! 🐟🫧

Finally got around to drawing a full body ref of my Sebby + silly lil HC's/notes!! :3