#princesofhell

Today has been a pretty good day. Why? Because I submitted two assignments (one more to go!) and I FINALLY released my Kingdom of the Wicked bookmarks 🔮🐍💀 There are five new designs available as part of this KOTW set: three quote bookmarks, and two variations of a bookmark inspired by Emilia and Wrath’s bargain tattoo. This bookmark is the “Powerful” design. Check out my stories or my Etsy shop for a look at the other designs. I feel like I’ve been on the cusp of releasing these bookmarks for a month now 😩 Between the weather and uni assessment, I had to delay them more than once. I’m so glad to now have them available in the store 🙌 Q: What bookmark are you using right now? #KingdomoftheWicked #Auskiwibooksta #KOTW #PrincesofHell #PrinceWrath #KerriManiscalco #KingdomoftheCursed #KingdomoftheFeared #popularbooks #bookquote #openbook #WrathandEmilia #aussiebookstagram #witchybooks #Etsysellerau #etsyseller #bookishetsy #bookmarkshop #newproduct #booktineusbookmarks #booktineusdesigns #smallbizau #shopsmall #readersofig https://www.instagram.com/p/CkQPFu4rKsD/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

When life gives you rainbows

Join our Facebook group "Dark Mythology and Epic Artwork" for more content like this on a daily basis! https://www.facebook.com/groups/401305356941336/ . Art by Shadowdoc9891 . #BELPHEGOR: In demonology, Belphegor (or Beelphegor, Hebrew: בַּעַל-פְּעוֹר‎ baʿal-pəʿōr - Lord of the Gap) is a demon, and one of the seven princes of Hell, who helps people make discoveries. He seduces people by suggesting to them ingenious inventions that will make them rich. Bishop and witch-hunter Peter Binsfeld believed that Belphegor tempts by means of laziness.[1] Also, according to Peter Binsfeld's Binsfeld's Classification of Demons, Belphegor is the chief demon of the deadly sin known as Sloth in Christian tradition . . . WWW.HOMERIK.ORG . . . #demonology #princesofhell #sevendeadlysins #sloth #laziness #darkmyths #epicmetal #symphonicmetal #HOMERIK

It was just like any other day for Sunni Stilinski, well except that it was oddly a very warm day. She found herself taking a long walk by the Preserve in her home town, deciding on whether or not she wanted to walk amongst the woods like she usually did every day. She hummed to herself softly and adjusted the strap to her guitar, which she carried on her back. Having graduated early, she spent most of her time wandering alone, playing her guitar in her spot in the woods or visiting her mother at the cemetery, which she had just left. Without a moments hesitation, she turned onto an old trail that led deep within the Preserve and began following it down to her spot. Not many people knew of this old worn down trail, but then again, not many people were her.