(On mostly-hiatus: expect major delays)

Peri, bio major, grammatically flexible, terrible sense of humor but somewhat self-aware

Art blog mostly for experiments/adventures with my tablet. I draw a lot of angels in general and Castiel in particular. 

Personal/inspiration blog: periaptly

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So I ordered five prints about maybe two weeks ago and I was just wondering about how long it'll be until I get them? I want your beautiful artwork adorning my walls as soon as possible! :)

I’m glad you asked! In case anyone’s wondering where their prints are at, here’s what’s happening on my end: 

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Do you have twitter account? :)

Not a functional one. I’m am very bad at social media. facebook, instagram, twitter, phones in general…. you name it, I’m forgetting to check it 

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my favorite bby bird

Commission of sam + sunflowers for buticancarryyou :)

hey what is your work printed on, like for purchase? :)

printer papperrr 


I’m don’t know the technical details off the top of my head, but it’s a medium-heavyish glossy paper. Pretty standard for prints

thelittlestarlord replied to your post: thelittlestarlord replied to your post…

omg what no i didn’t!! thats such a great song though, i recommend all the EPs, i’m so so glad they’re getting the recognition they deserve! i swear i had no idea, they just reminded me of the covers

crazycrazycrazy have you considered that you may be mildly psychic

Do you sell prints of your art anywhere?? I love your work so much I would love to have some on my wall!! (Especially that one hael piece from a while back. Like whoah).

Thank you <333 I actually just opened my storenvy up and was planning to make a post tomorrow! It’ll be open for a week and prints are cheaper + more personalized over there than on my usual soc6 :) 

thelittlestarlord replied to your post: I’m saving the final previews for once…

They remind me of Hozier’s album covers!

*squints* did u see me post hozier today 

because if not thats crazy i hadn’t actually heard of them yet most of while i was making these, but i’ve been obsessively listening to take me to church this past week???

so while i dont think they were particularly influenced by the album covers that’s still totally wild that you would bring them up!!

I’m saving the final previews for once the Kickstarter comes out, but here are the preview previews of my artbook-s pieces - u can draw ur own conclusions

they’re probably the most detailed digital pieces I’ve done to date, even after all the stuff I had to cut out to make the deadline :O

Info: Artbook-s is a spn charity artbook featuring 30+ fantastic artists (seriously!! check out the list if you havent already its stellar) whose profits benefit Action Against Hunger. Keep an eye out for the Kickstarter in September!


Got the permission of the wonderful anobviousaside to put her art on a tee shirt :3

his-fiery-dick replied to your post “detail preview of first artbook-s piece (wip): its about 1/8 of the…”

god i love your art so much D: youre the reason i’m still in the fandom… like, i can’t walk away from youuuu


i’d be long gone if i knew how to quit you guys <3

detail preview of first artbook-s piece (wip):image

its about 1/8 of the full thing - there’s supposed to be more people in this one but it may end up left mostly background bc i should probably start the 2nd piece 



claire + possession

it’s been too long since i’ve reminded you guys of my claire fixation

When an angel vacates its vessel, it leaves traces of grace behind.

Nobody taught Claire this. Nobody thought she’d needed to know. She’d figured it out for herself, when she’d gone looking for answers to why she sometimes woke up screaming, or why her soul felt half a step out of synch with her form.

She’d gotten her answer: Angel grace. Like divine ectoplasm, just the crap they leave behind. And to that, Claire doesn’t know what to say or to think. She wonders if her dad had felt like this in the face of angels: bitter, resentful resignedness. She’d seen behind the curtain and it was… well, it wasn’t peaceful. It wasn’t even very wise, at least not in the all-knowing, restful way she’d been taught Heaven should be. There had been doubt, and rage, and sick confused grief.

So she asks herself, is this all there is? And realizes it’s not even an existential answer she holds any more; it is literal, concrete, truth. It makes her laugh sharp and then sink.

Claire still goes to church. She even holds her mother’s hand. But when she says, hail Mary, full of grace, she wants to laugh and sink again.

Did Mary feel the wash of ichor, brushed under her skin in a susurrus? Or the black shadow it cast, that chasm of truth that made her fondly remember faith?

If she did, Claire pities her, as she pities herself, sullen and aimless.

And yet there’s power to celestial grace that Claire cannot ignore. It echoes the brief moment when an angel lived inside her skin, great and terrible and terrible and bright. It seeps into her dreams, where she drowns in a dazzling light, and into her bones, where it squeezes until she feels like she might shatter.

Untaught, unwanted, unnecessary: Claire is an empty vessel. The angels have forgotten, but she’s reminded every day.

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