It was night when you ended my life. A night much like this. A sky blotted with stars and the odd stray cloud hanging dark and foreboding over our heads. Tonight I find a peace I have scarcely felt before, not since that night, when you took what wasnβt yours.
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Edit; I changed his jaw!! I completely forgot to post it on here, but Iβm way happier with it now π΅βπ«
Iβve been listening to too much sad music, but it fuels my need for emo twink Jones so thatβs an upside at least. Lately Iβve really been feeling vampires again, like Iβve said before, so you might see a bit more π
Hereβs Jonesy with the twin bite marks he got from Horatius and Rictus when they turned him, (marking him as theirs) against his will and in turn they basically birthed the antichrist. Jones, left to rot in the cell they bound him in, grows stronger than either couldβve anticipated. He calls on demons and gods and only one voice answers; a voice demanding blood.
Not so much his own need for blood, altho thatβs also a driving factor, but an actual entity craving sacrifice.
I like a mix between vampires and demons, with a hint of the occult and religion, so itβs kinda a mess of everything BUT at least Iβm having fun πβ°οΈβ¨
So!! Please enjoy this lil painting while I get some more nsfw stuff ready! β₯οΈβ₯οΈβ₯οΈ
DelBaby
2022-04-07 19:30:26 +0000 UTCBrittany
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