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Just something I did to help myself cope with the overall anxiety of holiday social obligations. It's my two main characters, Damien Hemlock and Azrael Thistlegrove having a little nap on the couch after some studying. Damien's cat, Bubbles is snoozin' at their side.

They're characters of my book series Sanguine Bonds and they're my babies. You can catch more Sanguine Bonds stuff here, on my DA!

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i love lana harper and her works but the clothing she gives her main characters is truly befitting of their age as millennials. i look up the names of the clothing and i see what they wear and i go, ‘yes. that is so tumblr 2014 coded’. i can already see the filters they used in my head (disclaimer: they don’t use filters in the books but i hc that they so did bc aint no way they didn’t have insta and snap)

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Do you have any book recs similar to Payback’s A Witch by Lana Harper? Or The Once and Future Witches by Alix Harrow?

Hmm don't know if you mean witches, queer witches, or queer romance so I'll give you all 3:

The Year of the Witching - a straight up witch novel set in early America that deals with race, sexism, and a deeply conservative tyrannical society. Tbh I loved it. Takes a minute to get in to

In Defense of Witches - a nonfiction about the sexism of witch hunts

From Bad to Cursed - Second book in the Witches of Thistlegrove series and is about Talia's sister. It is a straight romance but Issa is bi and I found her fun and charming. Would go to bat for her and Rowan.

These Witches Don't Burn - haven't personally read this one yet but I've heard good things and its gay so how could it be bad

Delilah Green Doesn't Care - I loved it and its gay no other comments

Written in the Stars - also loved it and its gay and about astrology

In the Event of Love - lumberjack lesbian and femme childhood besties reunite after 5 years apart in the mountains during christmas time? Its 5 stars from me

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Dnd party I came up with.

Molly Grubgnash the lvl 3 Mole Artificer

Stilton Fischer the lvl 5 Stoat Rogue

West Wallwort the lvl 0 Mouse (this is his first adventure)

His big brother Cole Wallwort the lvl 10 Rat Conman

Juniper Bramble the lvl 3 Capybara Knight

Clove Thistlegrove the lvl 7 Necromancer Bunny

And Buster Bentley the lvl 6 Barbarian Badger

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Whitewing

Ivypaw trotted slowly into camp, one half of the rabbit clenched in her jaws and the other half Dovewing had. Together they walked the lanky, hefty prey towards the prey pile. Almost too soon, Ivypaw spotted her mother’s soft white pelt heading towards them out of the corner of her eyes.

“You got that all on your own?” Whitewing gasped with pride.

Ivypaw set the rabbit down to greet xir mother, pride rolling in xir chest. Dovepaw purred alongside xir.

“The whole patrol helped but, Wheatcloud and Thistlegrove wanted us to bring it in.” Ivypaw replied, knowing word would get around if xe took credit for the hunt.

“That’s wonderful! It’s a wonderful rabbit! We could even skin it for extra fur during the winter.” Whitewing hummed happily, green eyes glimmering. “Come, I’ll help you.”

Ivypaw bowed xir head down to take up the head of the rabbit. Whitewing moved in between Ivypaw and Dovepaw, lifting the rabbit up. Together, they brought the rabbit away to be skinned.

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This was some random doodle that I made in response to a screenshot of some in-game lore a friend posted on our ESO guild's discord. It made me giggle, so I sketched out my thief's reaction to it. The screenshot of the lore-page went something like; "What do you get when you catch a Wood Elf thief? The pleasure of pressing a searing hot poker through his eye and into his brain!" It would understandably make Azrael uncomfortable. lol This is one of my vampire OCs in my Sanguine Bonds series, Azrael. He's mischievous as all hell and he's a thief by profession, but really, he has a heart of gold. lol

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This scene takes place in Azrael Thistlegrove's origin story that I'm currently working on, called Sanguine Bonds - The Thief. He's twenty years old here, just a month or two before he's killed and turned into a vampire, and he's on a mission with his childhood rival, Garvil Heatherbow to investigate some disappearances and inadvertently finds the source. Hence the name-calling as he's going airborne. lol

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Just practising my poses and wanted to do a more serious pic of Azrael. He may be a goofy, fun-loving troublemaker, but he knows how to get down to business when the situation calls for it. He was a former assassin (against his will), but now he uses his talents to help keep the baddies in check.

I initially drew this a while back, but I've since updated his character concept and felt this was worth tweaking to the current standard. Drawn digitally in Krita using my XP-Pen tablet. You can catch more of my stuff here, on DA.

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This is a height comparison between my tallest character, who is 7'6", and my shortest character, who's only a mere 4'8".

Azrael is a very small, quick, and very mischievous sort, and Gilrond is a no-nonsense hard-ass ex-soldier who prefers his castle to run smoothly and efficiently. The former targets the later with much of his shenanigans and Gilrond spends almost as much time chasing Azrael down various hallways of the castle, screaming threats while Azrael cackles like a little madman with an armful of his ill-gotten loot. Such as all of Gilrond's left bracers.

They're very at odds at first, when Gilrond was decidedly against Azrael joining their ranks because he knew the boy was a thief. But they eventually warm up to each other. That doesn't stop the banter though. lol You can see more on my DA.

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This scene takes place in the thirteenth chapter of my first book, Origins. It's just after Grayson and Alaric tortured Azrael and before they dumped his body down the garbage chute. Believe it or not, this isn't showing his most grievous wounds. He is alive though, if barely. Grayson was too dumb to check for vitals before he tossed his body. I was in another one of my moods and needed an outlet. This was also practice for shadows and perspective.

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This is an updated version of an old piece I did back in 2022. I was happy with the background, so I just redrew Azrael and Grayson and the little stalker in the background.

This is depicting a scene in the 11th chapter of my first book, Sanguine Bonds - Origins. Grayson got a foot to the nose, so he's paying Azrael back with interest.

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This depicts a nightmare of Azrael's that I have yet to actually write. It was an idea that stuck in my head and wouldn't leave, so I drew it from start to finish in one night. It depicts Damien as being the saviour to pull Az from the suffocating darkness, because Damien was there for him when he needed a friend the most. Since his exile from his homeland, Az had been lonely and abused by his master; used as both a thief and an assassin against his will, and he turned to heavy drinking and sex to cope.

He managed to escape all that when Valandil recruited him to his cause and Damien reached out to befriend him when he had no one.

These are both my original characters from my book series, Sanguine Bonds.

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The two friends have been taken captive and had their powers bound to prevent their escape. They've been isolated in different areas in their makeshift prison to keep them in line.

Azrael fumes, knowing the sacrifices his best friend made in an effort to save his life. Damien weeps, knowing it wasn't enough, and blaming himself for the entire ordeal. Together, they wait their impending doom.

It's a depiction of what happens to my two main characters in the first book of my series, Sanguine Bonds.

They're original characters of mine, and original art by me.

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This is depicting a scene from Sanguine Bonds: Origins, in the ninth chapter - March of Sacrifices.

You can find more of the story here, on my DA.

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Azrael dropped one of his daggers to pry at the giant’s sausage-like fingers that were crushing his throat and he blindly kicked and struggled in it’s grip.

He was rending and slashing at it’s wrist with his remaining dagger before, in a last ditch effort to get free, he finally plunged it through it’s forearm.

The giant threw him at the ground, roaring in pain and flailing it’s bleeding wrist around, which still had the dagger buried deep to the hilt. Azrael hit the stone floor and he bounced and rolled to a stop several feet away before he slowly staggered to his feet. Everything spun around him and he swooned and fell back down to his knees and braced himself up with one arm.

He held his throat with his other hand and fought to breathe through his crushed windpipe. He squinted and strained to see anything and he prayed to Jal that the giant wasn’t coming after him to finish the job.

His ears were still ringing and he had a new gash on his forehead to accompany the one on the back of his head. Blood ran down his face and into his eye before it dripped to the floor. He wiped some of it away with the back of his hand, but his injured shoulder throbbed as he moved it and his tail curled at his feet with a pained whimper. It was most definitely broken.

Azrael’s doubled vision allowed him to see vague shapes again and he was almost certain that he saw the vampire that flash-banged them at the top of the stairs fall to pieces, but he wasn’t one-hundred percent sure if it was his eyes playing tricks on him or not. He did hit his head pretty hard.

But then he saw a blur and the giant fell backwards to the ground as well. It’s head rolled in front of it and it’s feet were still partially stuck in ice.

Azrael was still squinting and he blinked several times. He pulled his hunting knife from his boot and forced himself back to his feet and he swayed unsteadily as he prepared himself as best as he could for an attack.

After a few more seconds of dazed blinking and shaking his head, his vision cleared further and now he could see Valandil standing over the giant in the center of the room with his bloodied scimitars in hand.

His eyes glowed bright red with blood-lust, like two blazing flames in the darkness of the cellar. Blood ran down the High Elf’s chin and the front of his neck and Azrael highly doubted it was his.

He looked around the room and didn’t see Damien anywhere, but he could easily guess where his friend was. The barrels on the other side of the room that were stacked neatly just moments ago were now splintered and blasted as if someone had taken a sledgehammer to them.

Azrael’s legs buckled from beneath him and he collapsed to his hands and knees once more before he pointed in the direction that Damien had been thrown on the far side of the room. His larynx was crushed and he was unable to speak and barely able to breathe.

His heart raced, as, he had no idea what condition Damien was in, and he could only watch helplessly as Valandil turned and ran in the direction he pointed out.

Azrael’s hearing had almost recovered by then, and he could somewhat hear Reykala’s screams through the ringing as she transformed back to her original form and saw out of the corner of his eye as she fell to her knees and curled forward in agony as her bones twisted and contorted.

But his panicked gaze remained locked on Valandil and he prayed to the goddess of luck once more that his best friend still lived.

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It's a concept design of Azrael's various outfits in my book series for easy reference.

You can see more on my DA

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Pretty self explanatory, this. It's a concept design for Azrael in my book series for easy reference. lol

Azrael is my original character and this is my original art and I recently revamped his design. (Hopefully for the last time, and the pun was indeed intended.) You can see more on my DA