Wayriding

| Those that are hardly ever happy (NSFW) |

So, this was real fun to paint, I had a nice digital mock up for what I wanted the final to look like as well, but?? I’m not too happy with the end result. I couldn’t make the colors work. Maybe I’ll try and redo this idea at some point, but for now This’ll be it, I can’t look at it anymore 🥲

The best part about painting this ...

| And we are not yet saved |

Do you remember how you found me? Half drowned in liquor and soaked by the storm outside. You held me, ripped the curtain right off the bar to be with me. You didn’t ask questions for once, even though I could feel your rage bubbling below the surface, ready to scorch me.

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The MacAllistairs are prime dysfunctiona...

| I think of nothing but you (NSFW) |

Do you remember our first time? Trying out something foreign and scary, something which shouldn’t be spoken of, lest your father find out. In this way, even you don’t talk about it afterwards, as if it never happened. Not with me, in any case.

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Horatius is a real broody man and this is where it starts :3c They m...

| Those who borrow fire |

After all, those who borrow fire on this earth, might have to return it in hell.

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It took a while but I’m super happy to have finally finished it!! I got my booster shot and that knocked me out a bit 😵‍💫

This was intended as a mock book cover for the 1930’s story which I’ve been painting so much ...

| The smell of an open wound |

Something I can’t address, vile to many, ungodly to the rest. Something kept hidden inside of me.

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I’ve been on Pinterest too much, looking at pretty poses, I keep seeing great refs 😖

So have yet another lil Horatio contemplating his own wretched existence. He does that a lot, makes it a regular thing ...

| Lo, the rose is gone from my eyes (NSFW) |

Their love had fizzled, but they were quick to pretend otherwise.

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Horatio and Jones fall in love and stay in a relationship for a whole decade, not realizing that by the end of it, what they have left is a stripped down to the bare bones version of what they once had.

(Also I was supposed to add the branding...

| Somewhere in the clouds |

I’ve been on Pinterest collecting refs, and I wanted to do a study of one of them. Felt too anxious too do anything super grand today, so instead you get a young Horatio.

Please enjoy 💙

| I see you through the cracks in your facade (NSFW) |

It's always a tug-of-war with Jones, never a straight conversation. Pure mischief, mischief and degeneracy, and booze and cigarettes, that's what the blond is made of. Unlike me, Rick thinks. So unlike me.

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Mmm yea Rick please continue with your dubble standards that’s so hot

I really like how Jones’ uppe...

| We wont speak of this at daybreak (NSFW) |

Whatever is shared here, shall remain between these two bodies. No one is privy to the private dealings of friends, but they themselves. And know they won’t talk of it, not until they meet once more, at sunset.

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I worked on these Romans last month but felt a lil uh, terrible. ;3

I kinda started to really d...

| This will be the end of me (NSFW) |

They loved each other. Or at least, that’s what they told themselves in lieu of being clueless as to what love felt like. Even if what they had was so far from it, something entirely different perhaps. Maybe that was the only way they could possibly love at all.

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At the start of their relationship Horatio needs a ...

2021 Art Summary!!

Alright, a slightly more cheery final post of the year. I wanted to do this all month, but wanted to wait right until the end. I’m incredibly happy with what I’ve accomplished this year, and these are some personal favs.

Thank you so so much for your support, it brightens my day knowing I can share these with you!! I hope y...

About the twitter suspension and all that

Hey again guys, I wanted to give a tiny update. I got the email which said I wouldn’t get my twitter account back. I forgot if I said it before but I got suspended because twitter didn’t deem my icon sfw enough.

So I made a new account, was ready to start over and was so grateful to people who spread the news.

Then that account ...

| What broken wings have taught me |

You wrung it’s neck with a single snap. Didn’t think twice. Only thinking of the pleasure you’d get from watching me spill these tears.

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When Jones is around twelve he finds an injured dove, it’s wings broken from an accident. Jones cares for it for a while, keeps it a secret for as long as he can. Eventuall...

| Nightly (NSFW)

White knuckled and straining for a release he knew wouldn’t alleviate the hurt.

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Finally beefed King up and I love him all the more. What’s the point in making a brawler character and not have him chunked out?

Jones goes through a fair bit in the mob au, something I wanna elaborate on perhaps in my next po...

| I want you to hurt like I do |

Horatio contemplates, with difficulty, the fact that Jones feels so confident in his sexuality, yet he himself spend years of his life repressing this about himself. When Horatio started to understand his homosexuality as a young teen he literally got physically ill, and for obvious reasons didn’t dare out himself.

Now even despite bein...

| The loving noose around my neck (NSFW) |

He wore it more often than not these days. Lewis usually asked to see it when he came by the MacAllistair estate anyway, (checking if he’d been good?) so why take it off at all?

Though lately, strangely, he’d found himself reaching for where the cross dangled, whenever he heard the church bells ring.

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| A safe spot to call my own (NSFW) |

Jones’ cheeky grin does me in, makes me wanna draw more faces bordering on silly. But he knows just what to do or say to Horatio, who really, really, doesn’t seem to mind.

I hope you like it! Just something small while I get some other sketches in order 💞 I again included the unedited painting as well as the color/light moc...

| There, in my hours of weakness (NSFW) |

There was a certain kind of thrill that came with doing it so openly- and ever since the incident in the Pit, Jones had lost most of the restraints which held more sensible minds back.

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Just Jones a little traumatized. 🥰

Honestly this was mostly an excuse to draw another car scene with steamy windows. I thi...

| You we’re the song I’d always sing |

He digs the nail of his thumb into the thick skin and starts peeling it. Horatius finds himself glued to his seat, his mouth dry. Water, wine, anything, he thinks. But there is no respite, no vessel big enough to contain that which he needs to quench his thirst.

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Horatius pines for Rictus, wants nothing more than hi...