Post-apocalypse vampire and his feral human pet roving the wastes. Doing what? I dunno. Looking badass I guess.
I’ve been told I ought to write more fiction when I’m stuck in an art slump.
Post-apocalypse vampire and his feral human pet roving the wastes. Doing what? I dunno. Looking badass I guess.
We knew we were damned that opening night. The curtain rose and the first dancer began stamping out the occulted patterns upon the stage floor with slippered feet.
Lean body outlined in flesh-hugging tights, his thighs and buttocks flexed as though barely constrained. The dissonant strings of the orchestra were barely perceptible when the eyes were so entranced by the skilled performer in the flower of youth.
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Quickie snippet. I’ve tried writing it 8 different ways. I’ll try to come back to it tomorrow
I’ve been told I ought to write more fiction when I’m stuck in an art slump.
So I need to combine gay ballet boys and cosmic horror.
I’ve been told I ought to write more fiction when I’m stuck in an art slump.
Now Prisoner 24601. Your time is up And your parole’s begun. You know what that means?
“Yes, it means I’m milked!”
Welcome to 2017.
I ended 2016 with Alan Cumming on my knee >:)
I can’t imagine what kind of treat he’s balancing on his nose…
Make it an even 5k for the new year.
Good grief. Lesson learned from this pic: don’t finish drawings. They get more shares :p
My brother got me Mad Max Black and Chrome edition. I’m in such a post-apocalypse mood right now XD I need an apocalyptic rpg in my life :C
Was really close on two drawings and got burned out this weekend.
Have to try something else this week. I’m the only one in the office so I’ll have plenty of opportunities