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Mate lessons. . .
(or Alastor discovers fauns are the highest energy creature in the woods)

#RadioApple
#LuciPregnancyWeek | Nesting
#BottomLucifer
#PoetToNone

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Close up sketch of stag Alastor carrying faun Lucifer to the stream to swim but Lucifer's kicking with excitement before being let go, splashing up at Alastor.
March 24, 2026 at 5:09 PM
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Mate lessons. . .
(or Alastor discovers fauns are the highest energy creature in the woods)

#RadioApple
#LuciPregnancyWeek | Nesting
#BottomLucifer
#PoetToNone

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Close up sketch of stag Alastor offering a log of cultivated mushrooms for Lucifer's nest that will fruit for the whole season, his head bowed with a proud smile toward reaching and hopping faun Lucifer.
March 24, 2026 at 5:09 PM
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Alastor and Lucifer | Hazbin Hotel | Water Color

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#BottomLuciferWeek2026 | Wing Kink
#BottomLuciferWeek
#BottomLucifer
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Standing with his back flush to Alastor and wings unfolded in the wind, Lucifer lifts a wing subtly peeks through to see Alastor's expression, as his long arm brushes through angel feathers with desire and wonder. A tear soaks the bottom of Alastor's lashes, from the pleasure of the sensation and Lucifer blushes, smiling. He's aroused and captivated with how much feeling Alastor's touch has. Lucifer's halo burns with fire, against the intensity of the dark starry sky with ribbons of green light dancing over Alastors growing black antlers. Alastor's cock nestles between the curve Lucifer's cheeks and along his arched back, foreplay for a night of intimacy they can't wait to share.
February 19, 2026 at 2:09 PM
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Alastor and Lucifer | Hazbin Hotel | Water Color

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#BottomLuciferWeek2026 | Wing Kink
#BottomLuciferWeek
#BottomLucifer
#PoetToNone

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Standing with his back flush to Alastor and wings unfolded in the wind, Lucifer lifts a wing subtly peeks through to see Alastor's expression, as his long arm brushes through angel feathers with desire and wonder. A tear soaks the bottom of Alastor's lashes, from the pleasure of the sensation and Lucifer blushes, smiling. He's aroused and captivated with how much feeling Alastor's touch has. Lucifer's halo burns with fire, against the intensity of the dark starry sky with ribbons of green light dancing over Alastors growing black antlers. Alastor's cock nestles between the curve Lucifer's cheeks and along his arched back, foreplay for a night of intimacy they can't wait to share.
February 19, 2026 at 2:09 PM
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Hannibal Lecter | Hannibal | Graphite

I can't make them love me, but I can accept that it no longer needs to hurt, and enjoy the beauty of life's solitude

#PoetToNone
#FannibalFamilyForever
#Cannibaes
A dining table of culinary plated foods. Seats that have been prepared for the meal but are empty. At the head of the table, which steadily becomes darker, Hannibal Lecter eats what he's served, with his manner of elegance and attractiveness, but the shadows make it somber, lonely even.
January 13, 2026 at 8:39 PM
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#Crowley | #IneffableHusbands | #GoodOmens | #PoetToNone
Graphite sketch. Crowley's hand props his black journal on the armrest of a chair, his elbow resting on a stack of books. In script, the starting words of a poem are written, in his hand-writing: I see constellations. I see them in everything.
September 7, 2026 at 4:18 PM
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Aziraphale and Crawley (Satan) | Kinktober: Marking | Graphite | Close Up

"I want my mark on you. Needed it the moment I laid eyes on you."
"That long ago you decided this?"
"Mmhm. Watched you in that garden."

#IneffableKinktober2026
#IneffableHusbands
#PoetToNone
Aziraphale and Crawley (as Bildad) tangled together after Crawley's burned the mark of the serpent onto Aziraphale's hip. The mark glows over the bare flesh illuminating Crawley's face, his expression in the ectasty of being able to at last bite and claim Aziraphale with his fangs. They curve sharply over his open lips, almost touching the angel's skin. One of Aziraphale's knees squeezes tightly to Crawley's body and all the billows of his robe that he's holding back with his hands, have been moved with the release of power, like it were wind. Crawley's hand grips above Aziraphale's knee, preventing movement.
October 2, 2026 at 9:36 AM
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Any year can be improved with a #fannibal post a day, and that's what I think I need in my life . . .

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#WillGraham
#Hannigram
A candid moment Will half smiles and tilts his head, nonchalantly showing his scars with a fully open casual button down shirt in a vibrant pattern of white flowers on sunshine yellow. He's picking up a kintsugi teacup with a gentle touch, and a purple paper drink unbrella is tucked into his curls, still partially wet from swimming.
January 2, 2026 at 2:18 AM
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Alastor and Lucifer | Hazbin Hotel | Water Color

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#BottomLuciferWeek2026 | Breeding
#BottomLuciferWeek
#BottomLucifer
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White Faun Lucifer and Black Stag Alastor entwined, mating in the rocky meadow. Lucifer's back arches to Alastor's chest. He's kept in that way by Alastor's hands firmly holding Lucifer's curved horns. Alastor's face dips down, his nose almost touching Lucifer's, weighed down as Lucifer holds as desparately to Alastor's antlers. The fur down Alastor's neck is raised, as is his tail. Alastor's cock and Lucifer's thigh drips, as Alastor thrusts into Lucifer. They grin with sharp teeth as their eyes lock, Lucifer looking up and Alastor looking down. Queen Anne's lace waves gently over the green moss of the rocks, and the crescent moon shows pale and white in the blue of the daylight sky.
February 23, 2026 at 1:41 AM
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It's known as the 'hunter's moon'

Lestat and Magnus | WIP | Graphite Outline and Watercolor Moon

#PrinceAndPrometheus
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October 22, 2024 at 9:56 PM
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WHAT DO YOU MEAN I GOTTA MAKE A PERSPECTIVE DRAWING OF BILDAD WITH SNAKE FANGS IF I WANT TO START MY #IneffableKinktober2026 PROMPTS IN THE ORDER THEY GO IN MY STORY–

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Aziraphale lying at a diagonal under Bildad, his exposed hip glowing with a freshly made snake mark with several circles surrounding it (nine for the domains of hell). Bildad's face is pressed by the mark, his mouth stretched to bite, fangs exposed.
October 1, 2026 at 1:28 AM
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(Deep Woods Stag) Alastor and (Faun) Lucifer | Hazbin Hotel | Sketches

Mate lessons. . .
(or Alastor discovers fauns are the highest energy creature in the woods)

#RadioApple
#LuciPregnancyWeek | Nesting
#BottomLucifer
#PoetToNone

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Page of sketches with stag Alastor offering a log of cultivated mushrooms for Lucifer's nest that will fruit for the whole season, his head bowed with a proud smile toward reaching and hopping faun Lucifer, stag Alastor carrying faun Lucifer to the stream to swim but Lucifer's kicking with excitement before being let go, splashing up at Alastor, and Lucifer headbutting Alastor while they cuddle, Alastor letting out a tired snort.
March 24, 2026 at 5:01 PM
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He's feeling the best he's ever felt 😭

#RadioApple | WIP
#AroAlastor
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Close up of Alastor gazing adoringly and speaking. He's wearing sky blue eyeshadow, a dazzling choker, and a white denim jacket with assorted pins
March 2, 2026 at 5:26 PM
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Will Graham | Hannibal | Ink

We all know how it feels . . .

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Soft blankets lay untucked like a tide on the shore over Will's bed. He's turned on his side, still fully dressed, resting from exhaustion. One arm holds the edge of a pillow that he's pulled over his head, it covers his face entirely and rests against his shoulders. His other arm, folded, still holds his thick black rim glasses, stark against the blank white pillow.
January 3, 2026 at 2:02 AM
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You are my finest work. My miracle.

Magnus and Lestat | The Vampire Chronicles | Paint and Graphite | November 2024

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The hunter's moon appears painted in full scale, with blazing red and orange, over a black canvas, and Magnus and Lestat, their faces and shoulders centered before it, have the same hues in their eyes, along with their grey and blue irises, respectively. The rest of their aspects are shaded in graphite, without color. Both their gazes lock on the same direction, toward the viewer. Magnus curly hair and beard thickly cover his shoulders and chest, the loose strands plentiful and wild. Lestat's wavy hair frames his face and slips over the velvet cloak the two figures share, as he holds his end to hide most of his lips and chin. His strong hand is clearly visible, and his lace cuff and sleeve, but everything else is covered by the cloak. The intensity of his expression softens because it's neutral, whereas Magnus expression, standing behind him, has a fierce heat, defiant and protective.
November 17, 2024 at 11:27 PM
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Wendigo | Hannibal | Ink Brush and Pen

Fem Wendigo, because I couldn't find one drawn yet for the fandom! There's a Fem Hannigram I sketched in the same style, to go with it. . .

#FannibalFamilyForever
#Hannibal
#PoetToNone
Brush pen sketch of the wendigo from the show Hannibal, in a female version. It stands just over and behind the roots of a tall tree, with rough bark, looking to the viewer with it's chin tilted up, it's posture in a twisted contrapposto. The sharp wide antlers lean slightly forward. The hands appear more slender, with long nails. The body is very curvy but gaunt. It has an air of curiousity, danger, and elegance.
January 31, 2025 at 6:31 PM
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Jonathan and Dracula | Dracula Netflix/BBC | Graphite

He's made it to his pillow prince corruption arc (and we envy that)

#Dracula
#Harkula
#Vampire
#Vampires
#PoetToNone
Drawing of a heavily dark bedroom scene, Jonathan awake from his sleep, his arm thrown over his forehead to obscure his eyes from Dracula, whose fangs and face drip with blood from his drinking, as he arches, pleasuring himself by taking Jonathan in, his hands spreading Jonathan's knees low and wide. Their posture and limbs are locked tightly, both their expressions overwhelmed by intimacy, Jonathan's more softly, Dracula's intensely.
January 9, 2025 at 3:40 PM
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Can you feel the fire of the full moon rising in aries?

Lestat and Magnus | WIP | Marker Gesture

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October 22, 2024 at 9:50 PM
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(Fem) Will and Hannibal | Hannibal | Ink Brush and Pen

#FannibalFamilyForever
#FemHannigram
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Sketch of Fem Will and Fem Hannibal, interacting, with a few lines of dialogue. Will stands in a neutral stance, her shoulders back in a comfortable slouch, her hands in the pockets of her high waist slacks, her jacket parting open over her wrists. Her expression's tired, but her gaze has met Hannibal's. Hannibal approaches from the side, in her suit, her black leather gloves and a cape with luxurious old fashioned fur, and black high heels. Her smile's charming and sharp, as she persuades Will into small talk. The dialogue reads as follows. Will: did you just smell me? Hannibal: I did, I'm afraid. Perfumes; they're an interest of mine. Will: I don't wear any. My dogs would hate that.
January 31, 2025 at 6:46 PM
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Nicolas De Lenfent | The Vampire Chronicles | Graphite

I'm done with all that was. I'm beauty and darkness and the sound of emotion when words fade.

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#TVC
#VCFanart
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Nicolas presses the lower bout of his violin against his jawline, listening closely through hearing and vibration, as he plucks open strings. He's meditating on the quality of sound, and tuning. His expression is distant yet focused. It has a dreaming quality.
February 7, 2026 at 2:33 AM
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Aziraphale and Crawley (Satan) | Kinktober: Marking | Graphite | Vertical

"I want my mark on you. Needed it the moment I laid eyes on you."
"That long ago you decided this?"
"Mmhm. Watched you in that garden."

#IneffableKinktober2026
#IneffableHusbands
#PoetToNone
Aziraphale and Crawley (as Bildad) tangled together after Crawley's burned the mark of the serpent onto Aziraphale's hip. The mark glows over the bare flesh illuminating Crawley's face, his expression in the ectasty of being able to at last bite and claim Aziraphale with his fangs. They curve sharply over his open lips, almost touching the angel's skin. One of Aziraphale's knees squeezes tightly to Crawley's body and all the billows of his robe that he's holding back with his hands, have been moved with the release of power, like it were wind. Crawley's hand grips above Aziraphale's knee, preventing movement.
October 2, 2026 at 9:34 AM
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Will and Hannibal | Hannibal | Graphite

Will decides just heels tonight. Hannibal helps buckle the clasps for him, before their night begins. . . 👠❤️

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#Hannigram
#Hannibal
#Cannibaes
Hannibal kneels as he buckles the straps of Will's black stiletto's, each of his hands tenderly touching to Will's leg, which is lifted and pressed tightly to Hannibal's shoulder, so the strap can be reached. Will's bare thigh almost caresses to the edge of Hannibal's jawline, and Hannibal's gaze is drawn lovingly to the beauty of Will's body, which he's known so intimately since their marriage. Hannibal's wearing a long sleeve collar shirt, black slacks, and black socks. Will, except for his stiletto's, is comfortably undressed. The source of light shines over the muscle of Will's thighs and round ass cheeks.
January 5, 2026 at 12:44 AM
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Alastor and Vincent | Hazbin Hotel | Water Color (Black & White)

Their NYC bar cute meet. . .

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#HazbinHotel
#RadioStatic AU
Panel 1. Alastor sits with a comfortable slouch, holding his whiskey, glancing over his shoulder with a low lidded gaze and a charming resting smile, he's been at the bar all night. Panel 2. Something's caught his attention, he's sitting up straight and winking, his smile now an inviting grin. Panel 3. Vincent's wide eyed at the door, having never met Alastor, and shocked at the sudden gesture of attention aimed directly at him. Panel 3. Vincent grins back with eager affection, as the feeling of being love struck hits, hearts appearing around him. Panel 4. Alastor and Vincent flirt and chat, each confident and smiling, Alastor still seated elegantly on a bar stool, and Vincent standing while leaning on the bar counter, showing off the curve of his hip. Each is thinking something in a thought bubble. Alastor: So young and open to influence. Vincent: OH GOD DON'T FUCK UP.
January 5, 2026 at 6:41 AM
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Aziraphale | Good Omens | Kinktober WIP | Graphite

#GoodOmensFanart
#IneffableHusbands
#PoetToNone
Graphite portrait of Aziraphale with dynamic perspective. Asscheeks appear closest to the viewer, the crop ending before it's much lower than the top curves. His back has a tilt and curve from his left shoulder higher and right shoulder lower, decorative shibari rope running in a vertical along his spine up to (and around) his neck. He peers over his shoulders, and only one eye is visible, low-lidded with the sassy curve of his eyebrow above it. His hair's a bit curlier and longer than how it usually appears in the series.
September 17, 2026 at 8:33 AM
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Magnus | The Vampire Chronicles | Charcoal (Doodle)

Put your aura into mine
Don’t be scared if you like it
I could fill you up with life
I could ease your appetite

#PrinceAndPrometheus
#ImmortalMagnus
#PoetToNone
Sketch of a middle aged man with silver streaked black curly hair, head tilted so only his eye and mouth is visible behind the curtain of falling hair. It's partially gathered over a ruff, which matches the era of the other clothes he wears, fur edged cloak, the doublet with the thick sleeves, the triangle pendant on a pearl chain, to represent the hand written symbol for fire in alchemy. His expression's subtle, but quite curious.
January 10, 2025 at 4:02 PM