im late but i hope yall enjoyed watching castlevania: nocturne!
ill probly post my work from the show sometime soon, but i wanted to say thanks so much to my supervisors and the team for yalls help and support, and for the opportunity to work on it!🙏 everyones so kind and amazing, what an awesome and superbly skilled team 🥹✨️
lol like, i started out watching the og castlevania series in 2020 during a really rough time in my life, and it was one of the big things that helped get me through it all and keep drawing. but,,,,, i couldnt have imagined ever actually having the opportunity to work on the next series soon after?? so rad!
used: wacom intuos pro tablet, clip studio paint, pencil & paper
The fact that AOTD confirms that Skwisgaar DOESN’T think Toki is a bad guitarist, actually thinks he is or at least has the potential to be GOOD, but his main issue is that he doesn’t practice—
What I honestly fucking love about olrox and mizrak is that there's no build up to their relationship.
He just shows up one day when mizrak is practicing and they trade a few insults and slam each other into the wall with knife pressed to the other's throat (as one does while courting them) and it ends with this.
And the next damn thing you know is this
I truly, genuinely, want to know how it started. Who said they wanted it, who took the other's clothes off. Was it olrox? Or was it the frustrated monk warrior who needed... umm.. release. Truly a mystery for the ages. 😂
Kloktober 2023, Day 4 (part 2)
A Favorite Headcanon:
Once... there was love..!
Have you guys read this yet? Thank you @exclectical and I wanna say it's been a tremendous joy and a tremendous heartache to write for these two kids in Dethkomic this past year, as well. Special thanks to the very determined Skwiscaj shippers out there -- you guys are troopers, to say the least.
Some things about stardom she would gladly show him. Thousand-count bedsheets. Hand-built pick-ups. Foie gras.
But then, there were some things she wasn't so eager to share.
"Not trying to kill the mood, but you might double-wrap." she said to him, her eyes dancing across his naked body. He felt she was sizing him up like they were about to fight. But they never fought. Not once.
"You's okays?"
"Yeah."
The pause in the air while she looked at him stopped him opening the condom.
"You're very beautiful." She said.
It was improbable that a celebrity of her caliber would think he was anything special. Her body was tight and toned, long and bronze. He felt spindly and sickly as the moonlight shone in on them from the tinted tour bus windows.
"You 'ave to be one of the best looking men I've ever laid eyes on." She said, emphasizing the point. "And now I'm sharing a bed wit' you. I am a lucky girl."
He blushed, thinking of how quickly he'd gone from a bit player in her opening band, to her friend, to this very moment. The memories burned through his consciousness. Nights of longing from afar turning to companionship. Her lithe form cutting against the red glow of the floor lights, of the two of them sharing the stage for the first time... her instinctive vocal inflection, his imperious guitar picking. He felt like they could conquer the world when they were together... and not just with music.
Now, to be on an equal terms and invited into her own bed! He felt her body press into his embrace, then she laid back, basking in the moonglow. The embodiment of her namesake. The imposing individual that was her stage personification giving way to how small she was, bare and exposed on the silky sheets.
He let her lead the dance. She guided his hands over her breasts, down the lines of her ribs, and further still. He was blundering, undisciplined and too fast with his fingers, but she let out a moan of such urgency he could only feel driven to push further.
"I can bare no more skin. But you are welcome to my soul."
"Yous doesn't hast tos."
"I mean it. It's not somet'ing I give to just anyone."
She touched his face. She kissed the hollow of his sternum and drew her tongue from there to his collarbone.
Something in the way she let him fumble and be imperfect made him feel more exposed than he felt in his nakedness. But it was different. It was oddly comfortable. Growing up, he was always taught that perfection was necessary. His mother wouldn't have it any other way.
To be loved, you had to be perfect.
His mother would know, too. Serfetta, in her youth, had it all... and she lost everything the moment she conceived him. Her body was forever changed as it carried a child to term and her life after his birth was even more difficult to manage with another mouth to feed. He had made her suffer because he had made her imperfect.
Or had he?
It was raw and dirty to be allowed to touch someone a little too rough. To have them respond in a way that gave room for mistakes and stranger still, encouraged them. The human spirit in conflict against divine rigidity. It was alluring, obscene, intoxicating.
They didn't even manage to get one condom on before their joined fever crashed into an explosive coupling and a frantic, needful climax.
"Oh, mama..." He whispered.
She took a deep breath, nuzzled his forehead and gave it a kiss.
The moment was over, but she held him in a way that said something else was only just beginning. He'd hoped so, at least. He hoped he hadn't disappointed her.
"Give me a minute to catch my breath. It's rare that someone beats me so completely in the area of stamina."
He blinked and was shocked to see they'd been at it for over an hour. Hard to believe but time had lost its place in the heat of their passion. She curled herself around him like a leopardess.
"I want another shot at impressing you." She said with a wink.
"We walk in these shadows... so others can know the light."
How could I not open Kloktober with Charles FUCKING Offdensen? Sir, it's been a pleasure writing your dialogue for Dethkomic this year. You were my favorite character at the beginning of the series, and you're my favorite, even now that it's concluded.
Some excellent inspo/ref pulled from: This beautiful post
Kloktober is here!!! Join us - Let's party: Click for the Kloktober Prompt List on Lamp's page!
