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One of my fav scenes from below fanfic

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Quintus Sertorius, née Densus.

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I just wanted to say how much I love your fic. I read along originally when you were first posting A Savage Inconvenience, and fell off when life stuff got in the way. I'm back in my Strain/Quinlan love kick and re-reading your story and Ah! I remembered how good it was, but I didn't Really Remember Just How Good It Was if you know what I mean. I literally am forcing myself away because all i want to do is sink into reading it and do nothing else. I have to set timers to actually get work and life stuff done, it's so addicting. The narrative and dialogue and characterization is so beautiful and flows so well. You are such an incredible writer and thank you for the gift of sharing it with all of us. Truly exceptional! <3

This hit me very hard today. I appreciate it so much. Thank you. ❤️❤️❤️

I've been working on a couple of short stories for a while now, and I will see if I can get those to a point to post soon!

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Merry Christmas!! 🎄🎁🔔

This is for my beloved friend @5thinvictus with her female character Dawn and Mister Quinlan from The Strain FX, because I still love these two a lot :D

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I’m wondering if she’s stalking Rupert or if she’s actually stalking me due to my story.  This isn’t the first time someone has openly borrowed elements from my fanfics and it won’t be the last, but … why try to fabricate this interaction with RPJ?  It’s so very easy to disprove and honestly makes her look unhinged.

She claims, openly, that she hasn’t read my fic and isn’t borrowing anything from it, then she probably shouldn’t have left the comments on Ao3 when she read my story in the first place.  Just because she’s deleted them now doesn’t mean I still don’t have the emails that were sent when she first posted them.

An example:

Anyone is more than welcome to borrow inspiration from anywhere for fanfic.  In fact, that’s the very purpose of it, but at least be honest and upfront about it.  I openly admit where my inspiration comes from and that’s what makes me a fan and my stories fanfic.

Have you seen this yet? I don't see it on his feed. I thought RPJ didn't use Twitter anymore? instagram --> CVmx4YdMrwB

Oh look ... Rupert has a new stalker.

I assume you are asking about this post here?

No, this is not real, at all. This is a fabricated tweet. You can find the tweet she sent on her timeline, but when she was fabricating it using a Twitter faker app, she didn't even bother to actually copy her original tweet correctly. Notice how her actual tweet says 'nzw' and not 'new'. She didn’t even bother to make sure the dates matched either.  You can find it here (archived here):

Unfortunately, Rupert does not use Twitter anymore. He has stated such publicly, in an interview. This individual has also claimed that Guillermo del Toro retweeted her, and no, this is not true either.

Sadly, I've been informed that she has been targeting fandom artists as well. She has worked to have Mr. Quinlan Art shops shut down.

New stalker, same bullshit.

I would just block and avoid her. Be safe.

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MINE | Quintus and Dawn, a very, very merry Christmas.

This is a present for my beloved friend @strainingfororiginality based on the Strain’s character, Mr. Quinlan, and her original character, Dawn Maxwell, protagonist from the fanfiction ‘A Savage Inconvenience’.

Happy holidays, Richelle ❤😘🎄

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Quintus and Dawn // A Very Merry Christmas

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL OF YOU!!

🎄🎅🎁❄️☃️

Specially to my beloved friend @5thinvictus, this is for you! :D

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Continued from above ... 

To the author that I mention above, I will not name you because I am not a bully.  I did read the open criticism that you put on reddit considering my story.  I am sorry that you did not understand the concepts that I used.  I assure you it was not because I “did not understand”, it’s that I took creative freedoms with it all.  I chose, very much on purpose, to change concepts in a fictional manner to weave a new FICTIONAL world.

It’s one thing to vent anonymously on reddit.  It’s quite another thing to describe the fic so that it’s easy for others to find.  The only purpose for this is to discourage people from reading it.  Regardless of how much I actively dislike your own fic, I would never discourage people from reading it.

I am an autistic, introverted mathematician.  I have been bullied my entire life for being neurodivergent and your criticism is no different than what I have suffered before.  If you couldn’t understand the concepts that I used or why I used them in ways that ‘pissed [you] off’, then clearly my fic was not written for you.

Grow up.  Authors create for themselves, not to specifically please you.  If my fic wasn’t unique, it wouldn’t have been as popular as it was.

Just a quick announcement

Fan Art is not art that you have paid an artist, who is not a fan of your work, to create.

Pinterest is not a ‘free of use’ or ‘fair use’ website.  People post links on it to content that they do not own.

An artist is not a bully or ‘violent’ against you for reporting you if you post their artwork without attribution.  In fact, even if you give attribution, they are still within their rights to have it removed.

You are not a victim because you didn’t get away with stealing other people’s content.

However, you ARE a shitty person for openly bashing other fanfic author’s fics on reddit.  That makes you the bully.

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This has been on my PC for nearly two years and a half, it was a gift for my friend Richelle in tribute to her fantastic fanfic in The Strain FX fandom, this month I finally decided to complete it XD

The female character is called Dawn, property of Richelle Tallowman from the fanfics ‘A Savage Inconvenience/An Insatiable Ache’ on Ao3 by essenceanddescent.

The male character is Mister Quinlan, portrayed by Rupert Penry-Jones for the show The Strain.

(I can’t share most art here anymore, so all related work will be uploaded to my Patreon only)

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Happy Birthday, Mr. Penry-Jones

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“Flectere si nequeo superos, Acheronta movebo.”

“If I cannot move Heaven, I will raise Hell” ~ Virgil’s Aeneid

Thank you so much to my friend @5thinvictus for helping me with this piece of art, I am happy with the results, I’m always available when it comes to Centurion/General Quintus :D

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Never before seen Behind the Scenes with Mr. Quinlan, the Master, and their marvelous stunt doubles!  Enjoy!

From left: Vincent Rother, Tim Cody, Jonathan Hyde, Rupert Penry-Jones

Photo by Russ Martin

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Camellia

Settling into Rome.  A one shot.

I Dare You - The xx

I'm in love with it

Intoxicated

I'm enraptured

From the inside I can feel that you want to

The spoon clinked against the ceramic side of the white mug only once as he gently stirred it three times, meticulous and precise with the action. Her chin rested squarely on the tops of her hands as her palms pushed against the cold granite and she watched with unflinching curiosity, dazzled by the shock of him performing this very human act.

As he tapped the metal utensil against the lid before setting it quietly on the kitchen counter, she finally stirred from her hunched, captivated position. Perking up, she could no longer resist the question that eagerly waited on her lips. "What is it?"

"It is…" Steam rose from the dark, slightly opaque liquid and he took in a long breath of its bitter sweet scent as he lifted it just beneath his white nose. “Camellia sinensis.”

"Ooooh." Her eyes widened and a slight grin graced her spotted face as the Latin flowed effortlessly from his lips. His native language often had this effect on her and he loved it. “What’s that? Some kind of special strigoi elixir???”

Parting his wide mouth slightly as a smirk danced across it, he slurped just a tiny bit of the piping hot liquid between his pursed lips and raised an eyebrow. "Black Tea."

"Wait… what?" Dawn’s amusement faded succinctly into raw confusion. “Tea? What?” Her head tilted slightly. “You can drink… tea?! I thought you only drank blood.”

"Blood is sustenance for me, yes. But blood is still mostly water." He took another sip of the bitter liquid, enjoying the warmth as it trickled down his throat. “I require hydration the same as you and tea is…” He swirled the cup, staring down into its dark, warm depths before meeting her lovely curious stare. “Really nothing more than just flavoured water. My body disagrees with any liquid that carries calories. Tea does not.”

The revelation of this intrigued her and she pressed on with her inquisitive questions. "What about the caffeine?"

"It has no effect on me."

"Antioxidants?"

"No."

With a furrowed nose, she squirmed in her seat at the peculiarity of him doing something so very human. She seemed as amused by his actions as he was by her growing curiosity. "Then why bother drinking it?"

"I have actually come to enjoy the taste and warmth of it." He swirled the liquid in the cup again as he smiled simply. At first, he had quite hated it. It was bitter and he could smell the fermentation of the leaves wafting up through the steam; it had sickened him, but over the years, he grew to appreciate its uniqueness. Over the years, he had grown to appreciate… something different. “Water and… blood can be tiresome after centuries. It was something ... different. There are so many varieties and types and…” His attention diverted to her uncharacteristically quiet state. Her nose remained wrinkled, and he lowered the mug as his head tilted. “What?”

"No calories? Really?" He recognized the look on her face. The gears of her mind were spinning, and he prepared himself for whatever might have been plaguing her over his words. “Cause Vodka has a lot of calories.”

"Hmmm. Well." Quinlan closed his eyes momentarily as the memory of that moment washed over him. When he opened them again, he found her staring back at him, patiently awaiting some form of explanation. “That particular moment required… creative improvisation.”

"That moment?" She pressed. “How so?”

The old Quinlan would have dismissed the statement and changed the subject. The old Quinlan would have refused to even answer her question, but as he peered into the depths of her green eyes, he caved. "You were quite intoxicated. I did not wish you to be more so."

"You expect me to believe it was because of me?" She scoffed. “Why would you have cared about that?”

"You already know this. I have already confessed this. But if you request to hear it again, then yes. I will happily admit it. As many times as you wish to hear it. Yes. I did so because I was insanely jealous."

She blushed and glanced away, but only for a fleeting moment. Her eyes were back to his in an instant as she smiled and pushed the subject further. "But your body? I mean … it seemed like you took the vodka perfectly fine. I‘m pretty sure you were kinda drunk." The giggle that escaped her killed him in the best possible way. Remembering that particular moment with crystal clarity gave him a jolt of nostalgic amusement. Yes, for the first time in his long life, he had been very drunk. Never having consumed such a volume before, Quinlan had always assumed to be impervious to such intoxication, so clearly that had not been his goal. The underlying reason behind his rash action had been purely emotional, even knowing what it would do to his body. Even knowing the reaction his choice would provoke from his strigoi anatomy.

"Yes. The inebriation was new for me, but trust me Lula, my body disagreed with it quite profusely." Her eyes widened, and he continued. “You went to bed abruptly, and I was quickly unwell. I was…” A deep breath in let him decide that too much description of the resulting action would not be welcome. “I assure you, my body rejected the vodka.”

"If it was my fault… should I apologize then?"

"I have no regrets."

"Well, it was a lot of vodka."

"No regrets." He picked up the mug again, expecting her inquisition to be complete, but her questions continued and he smiled with billowing amusement as he took another sip.

"What about coffee?"

"Black coffee…" He sighed with enthusiasm. “Is absolutely repugnant.” He could tell by her expression that her interrogation had only just begun, and he cut off her next sentence before it could even begin. “Would you care for a cup?”

"A cup of… tea?" She was half-intrigued, half-disgusted. The furrow entrenched on her nose told him as much. “Nah. No thanks. I don’t really like tea. It’s--”

"Are you certain? I’ve got it down to a science." Furrowing his nose to meet the curves of hers, he grinned, and she melted. “I’m certain you’ll love mine.”

Her melting had only just begun and she nodded once, greedily, at his offer.

"Ok."

Quinlan smiled.

Ok.

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Craving the Dawn

Late brithday gift for @5thinvictus wih her original character Dawn and Mr. Quinlan ❤

Happy Late Bday to you!! 😄

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DAWN MAXWELL

Original Character from the fanfiction “A Savage inconveninece” by Richelle @strainingfororiginality @5thinvictus

Thanks for writing such an amazing story, I am still processing the fact that it’s complete, but I am so proud of you for finishing it!! <3

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I’ve engaged in a big project, in celebration to @5thinvictus achievement, finishing her 2-years-old fanfiction this month. I am going to draw 5 of her original characters using all techniques I know.

This is also my first youtube video, enjoy! :D

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