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Mael the druid, from Anne Rice’s Vampire Chronicles.

Acrylic paint on canvas.

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Guess hop on the potential bandwagon. No specific fandoms desired; just thought it looked fun.

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Marius de Romanus: I hate Mael. I can’t pretend that I was ever fond of him. I resent him immensely for capturing me and tearing me from mortal life for the sake of his asinine gods. I can’t stand him. Despise the man.

Me: Marius and Mael are in love - they make a perfect couple. They have a rich history and sexual chemistry that will last forever. In this essay I will -

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Alright now what

Idk what’s goin to happen with this big shift of no ‘adult’ works as I’ve been flagged from everything from two vamps chilling on a couch to a Tonkinese cat. Any good places to submit fan art? Not sure I wanna migrate back to DA and I guess I could use Twitter before it gets hacked again (had a lot of Russian posts to delete once). Guess writings go into the google vault.

Simply put, any and all site recommendations would be awesome.

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Question please.

Anyone know of any good cheap/free animation or animatic programs? Nothing special, just to play one. Asking for a friend.

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2018 VC Secret Santa is OPEN

*~The 2018 @vcsecretgifts​ exchange is open!~*

Deadline for joining is November 10, 2018 by 11:59PM CST (well, we’re not THAT hardcore about it, latecomers are always added, c’est la vie) 

Official form under the cut. Go to Submit and then copy and paste this form and respond to the criteria in the box. If you would like to participate anonymously, please include that in your submission. If you submit this form, please make sure your own Submit box or Ask is turned on so that we can send you your assignment ;)

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HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!

Wanted to put out something for the holiday even if it doesn’t look it. I always headcanon that Halloween is not the largest thing to participate in for them. I mean your first Samhain involved losing your humanity, drinking blood, watching your old god burn, lots of anger and cause of underlying tension for 2,000 years puts a damper on things from time to time. Best to call it a truce and just stay in and watch terrible horror films on that hideous secondhand couch that’s in Mael’s home which this is so he should have the remote dammit.

Also, no one can deter me that Lestat and Armand fight over the King of Halloween title.

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It’s funny that I hyper myself up to do Inktober and the VC Inktober and suddenly it’s the 25th. Frack.

Gunna scour after work and see all the good stuff made though. Excitement!

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Unpopular Opinion

Mael isn’t that bad.

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Somehow I missed this before and I just want to say @sanguinivora taught me something today and that makes me super happy. Thank you! c:

In reference to this picture.

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Anyone have weird little self indulgent headcanons with their ships? Anyone? Like, doesn’t have to be perfect canon just make you happy stuff?

Like my VC otp I love the idea that Mael, who I see as quietly passionate until he explodes, does so in more than anger. Like sometimes he’s just doing his own thing then suddenly has strong desire to just be near/nuzzle/cuddle his partner like a weird ass touch starved tiger. One moment quiet and tending to himself then bam! Suddenly close and arms encircling from nowhere. And it would surprise Marius the first few times, even once prompting both a (slightly over enthusiastic) push away and a phone call to question Jesse who just laughs with a ‘that’s pretty normal’ comment.

I like fun headcanons like that. Tag me in any fun headcanons, I don’t care what characters or pairings. FEED ME all that!

And with all the random MariusxMael stuff that takes up 90% of my page, be thankful it ain’t the ungodly amount of quick fluff scribbles I make just to entertain myself. Noregrets!

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HEY FRIENDS LET’S DRAW SOME VAMPIRES, PART II. 

I thought it was crazy fun doing VC Inktober last year and we got so much awesome art out of it OMG!!!! So let’s try again. 

Thank you to @yesdianah for letting me use this ADORABLE pic from last year  of Louis & Claudia getting pumpkins!! <3 

Don’t forget to tag your art #inktoberVC so I can find it!!!!!! 

Full list under the cut for easier reading. Some are repeats from last year because like, I’m selfish and I want to see them again. >:D 

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Headspace convos with yourself are the best.  Surely most everyone else does these with their own muses/fanon/canon/oc characters.  I have done nothing but work these past weeks (3 jobs eats up time) but oms I should have stayed off Youtube.  Also HNNNGGGGNNN I redid that playlist...and story and oh noooo...

Disclaimer: Inktober is not trash, just the theme I’m tempted to do. Guess I’ll participate like a NORMAL person. <glares to side>

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So pictures of monsters with no gore, a Tonkinese cat, a woman, and a Dalmatian with reverse color scheme are considered sensitive now but not shirtless men and my lack of filter when it comes to swearing.

Ooookay, Tumblr. Good to know.

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Eleni: Are they insane? We’ve been to two places already and that is the most of a move Hoss is going to make? I swear, we work for an idiot, Tino! At least actually put your damn hand on him, already!”

Tino: I see your frustrated.  If you’re going to be like this the entire day, can I at least have the window seat on the way back?

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In which Eleni wants to be a matchmaker and feels the need to hit her dumber friends (pretty much all of them if you ask her) when it comes to emotions.

There was a time where construction on the many, many roads of New Orleans resulted in a broken water line. Not at the top of the list to be fixed, Atramentum is forced to close for a day or two because health code. At least it happened on a Sunday.  Eleni gets the brilliant idea that they should have a ‘work retreat’ and by ‘they’ she means getting the florist, Mael, to join them since his shop is closed that day. Three years living in the city and he hadn’t been on a single streetcar? Blasphemy! Get on this ride, we have places to go!  Honestly, she just wants to the two older idiots to make out already like holy crap the tension is going to kill everyone on the damn street car what is wrong with you both???

Santino just wants to see out the window. Watch for branches!

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Not so much AU facts this time other than I really just wanted to write this scene out. Sorry if it gets muddy near the end. All editing and writing tips appreciated!

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“Sunflowers?” Marius question didn’t stop Mael from working on settling the new setup. The last batch of flowers had long since passed and he refused to let the brown foliage damage his business’ good name.

“Yes, they’re a wonderful summer flower,” Mael adjusted the stems one more time and encouraged the flora to settle in their new home. “It will add a little brightness to the place. Though i suppose I should have placed them near these terribly dark walls on either side of us.”

“Red is a wonderful color,” the tattoo artist mused while watching the final adjustments made to the greenery. “And this crimson makes a nice intimate atmosphere. Great for getting to know your customers.” Whether he meant the tone of the statement to sound how it did, the short laugh from the florist was a welcome sound. Work now complete, Mael stepped back and eyed the bouquet again.

The yellow sunflowers did stand out, nestled in the large leaves of variegated Pittosporum and housed in the vase that has seen better days. Note to self: He would replace this cursed object one day.  For now, Mael felt it was a welcome change in this den of bright color images and metallic surfaces.

“It must be a summer flower,” Marius voice cut through the other man’s thoughts but didn’t stop there, “lately, I’ve done more than my share of them on men and women’s thighs.” Blue eyes looked over to catch the light bit of color spreading on Mael’s face. Someone’s imagination was getting the better of them. Oh this could be fun.

“You know, I could do the same for you,” Marius stated and watched Mael roll his eyes while thumbing through a samples book. “We’re slow at the moment. I could pencil you in a consultation during your lunch/restock the vase/harass my store hour.”  A short, mocking chuckle is heard.

“Pfft. Honestly. A ‘consultation’. That’s all I need?”’

“Just to get the general idea. Concept, colors, size, location…” the last word trailed a bit with emphasis. Mael didn’t need to turn around to know that Marius was watching him. And heaven only knows what that line entailed though the florist could only imagine..and there was no shame in imagining. Another short chuckle escaped him as he turned to look at some stock images mounted on the walls themself.

“Oh is that all? Doesn’t seem so complex,” Mael muttered while trying to remain disinterested. It was harder to do than he realized.

“It isn’t. After that it’s pretty simple, you just drop trou and let me mark that virgin flesh of yours.” The level of shock in the Mael’s step when turning again almost had him headfirst into the counter. Marius bit his tongue as his neighbor tried to retain his dignity in this situation. Mael audibly cussed under his breath. The words really meant nothing but damn that artist!

“And what makes you think I’d want ink on my as–legs??” Mael snaps back, the red in his cheeks betraying the quiet aggravation in his voice now.  It took all of Marius’ willpower to not laugh aloud at the tone coming from the florist’s mouth.

“Really, Mael, are you trying to make me beg?” Marius hummed the question with quiet satisfaction. It was fun to get under the other man’s skin. Mael turned away, refusing to look back over as he knew that lazy smirk was still there. Damn that -irresistible- irritating expression.

“C’mon there has to be something that you’ve thought of at least once,” Marius said, trying to maintain conversation. Mael stopped his mindless pacing for a moment. At first, Marius was certain the florist was just preparing to drop the topic before returning to the building next door when he noticed a shift in demeanor.

“…I mean…I suppose I had…once or twice.”  Blue eyes widened in shock. Did…did he hear that correctly? Did perfectly unmarked flower boy just admit to considering getting a tattoo.

“You’re messing with me,” Marius states and continued to stare at the other man, waiting for a punch line of some sort. Mael shook his head.

“No. I’m not,” he shrugged in slight defeat of admitting this fact. “To be honest, I’ve thought of getting one, possibly on my arms or shoulders, years before meeting you. I suppose you have dug the thought further into my head though.”

“I..well…great!” the excitement in Marius’ voice was a bit hard to hide but who cared! Hand upon sketchbook that he kept under the desk,the artist continued business as usual.

“If you want, we could actually get you into an appointment this week, if only to discuss design ideas. Like I said, sunflowers are pretty popular but I’m sure we can get you something ori-”

“Sunflowers?” Marius froze at the question asked.

“Well, yeah. They started this talk. I assumed that was your favorite flower.”  It was then the artist realized his mistake. “…they’re not?”

“No. Never.” Mael pushed back a stray golden hair that made their way out of his braid. A slight distraction as he gathered his thoughts. “I mean, they are beautiful and they do add character to a room but they are not my favorite. That would be…” Mael stopped.

“That would be…” Marius rolled his hand with pencil still in hand, a bit irritated in waiting to make this design, “you need to finish the statement, Mael, or this doesn’t work.”

“Oh I think it does” This. This is perfect. And a good bit of possible revenge for earlier.  “I have a proposition on top of your tattoo proposition….a wager actually.”

“I am curious and concerned. What is this wager?”

“I will let you tattoo me-” Marius braced himself for what could possibly be the dumbest task imaginable, “IF you can guess my favorite flowering plant.” ….what?

“That’s it?” The artist laughed. “Guess your favorite flower? And you get your first tattoo? From here? By me?”

“I choose location and size but, yeah, all the other details are correct.” Mael didn’t flinch or feel any worry. The idea that Marius would get this on the first try would be short of amazing.

“This can’t be too hard,” said artist grinned and took a second to think. “Let’s see: Rose.”

“No.” There was a bit of silence between them. Okay, maybe that was too easy a choice and Marius tried for a slightly more obscure option.

“Fine then, petunia.”

Mael shook his head at the statement, “no.”

“Tulip. Carnation. Lily?”

“No. No. And that last one is you.”

“Dammit,” Marius huffed. This wasn’t going at all the way he planned, “Okay, daisy?”

“What is going on here?” Santino interrupted as he stepped behind the desk, lunch bag still in hand.

“I’m trying to guess Mael’s favorite flower. Is it daisy?”

“It’s flowering plant and no, it’s not daisy,” Mael corrected the statement before shaking his head again.

“Dammit again.”  Marius took a moment now to mull over his next guess. Santino looked to one then another then the first person again before finally deciding that neither was going to speak up.

“…Okay, but why are you doing this?” the younger man looked confused still.

“I get it, I get to ink him,” Marius swiftly answered before looking back to Mael. “Is it carnation?”

“Wait, really?” Santino asked. Surely flower boy wasn’t the type to wager his flesh?

“Yes, I agreed to this,” Mael stated, a perfect example of a shit eating grin upon his face, then faced Marius. “and, no, it is not.”  This was exciting! Santino started to open his purchased meal and pointed to Mael.

“Can I get in on this?” he asked as Marius rolled his eyes.

“No, it’s between u-“

“Sure,” Mael cut the artist off. Santino looked ecstatic while Marius was completely stunned.

“Yes!”

“NO.”

“Is it Mums? Mums are flowers right?” Tino quickly asked as he slid over and worked to push his boss away.

“They are and no it isn’t,” Mael stepped back from the desk as minor struggle was starting between the two with Santino fighting to stand up front.

“Stop it, Tino!” Marius snapped at his employee to no avail. Santino simply laughed.

“Make me, MarMar! Is it a rose?”

“That was already guessed,” Mael bit back another laugh. He hadn’t expected this reaction in sharing this little wager from his neighboring business owner but after all the teasing, he had a hard time feeling any remorse for Marius. “Honestly, I’m beginning to think this might be too easy.”

“Too easy, Mael?” Marius was now becoming more irritated as a shoving Santino still urged him to move. Dammit, how was this shrimp so strong? “There are only so many options and yet I still haven’t gotten it. What, geranium??”

“Heavens no. But at this rate you might get lucky too soon,” Mael took a moment to think. “Especially with two against one. Have to make this a bit more challenging.”

“OOH. Let’s limit it to one guess each time we see ya here!” Santino cheered while elbowing back into his boss.  A sharp wheeze heard was the insurance that his mark was made.

“Genius,” Mael snickered.

“Oh fucking hell, Tino!” Marius gasped out.

Santino threw his arms up in dramatic fashion. “Betting game: hard mode! Also you’ve had 1,000 guesses already so-by the way, is it iris?”

“No, that was guessed too.” Mael stepped further away as the argument seemed to be escalating.  Whether or not it was a conversation about guessing or simply how they treat each other was hard to tell as both were starting to yell at each other in Italian.  The joys of another language. He took this moment to make his swift escape back to his building.  “I…I’ll leave you to this then. Good luck.”

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Fyi, I do know what Mael’s favorite flower is in this AU. I’m going to eventually forgive him for it not being sunflowers. >:c

Scene you don’t see: BJ screaming from other side of counter at both Marius and Santino to stop shaking the fucking thing! Some people are trying to set up appointments over the phone! (BJ we don’t use that fucking language over the phone!) It’s on MUTE. *singsong* Welcome to Atramentum Tattoo Parlor!

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It’s International Cat Day!  Go hug your cats! Don’t have a cat? That’s okay! All animals are honorary cats today: dogs, fish, birb, rock, who cares! Just hug your honorary cat! Do it for me. My kitties are still at my parents’ house. ;-;

To celebrate this day, have a quickly made doodle of a Flower Boy hugging his fuzzy buddy, Wilmore.