#genesius

[11000deadsaints]

11,000 Dead Saints Chapter 1

[the-lunar-library]

TO THE RAVENS

All of the character portraits together -- all of the major-ish characters. I'm really pleased with how this series came out, and it's so nice seeing them all collected like this.

Akantha / Alexandros / Genesius

Kokkonas / Tanais / Buca

Brixia / Karyai / Pas

Lykedon / Galana

[francisplaysffxiv]

More old scribbles and prompts

[baileyartblog]

it's ya boy.... genesius of rome

[patricianandclerk]

Thunder rolled amidst the clouds outside, and Marcellus felt Genesius shift in his sleep, sliding closer on the delicate silk sheet of the bed, one harm slung low over Marcellus’ naked hip, his nose, his mouth, brushing against the base of Marcellus’ neck. 

“Are you sleeping?” Genesius asked, his voice a low rumble, nearly lost beneath the thunder’s distant groan.

“No,” Marcellus murmured, and he played his fingers through the long cascades of his master’s hair, feeling the silken threads slide over his palm, curl between each gently grasping digit. “The thunder is too loud.”

“Your heartbeat almost serves to drown it out,” Genesius said. His voice was slow and drowsy, imbued with some quiet daze that would be lost when he came to wakefulness, and Marcellus leaned in, catching Genesius’ lips beneath his own. The kiss was languorous, and still Marcellus’ head spun with the ease of it, now natural it felt that their mouths should fit together in such a way, now naturally Genesius’ body should touch against his own. “You would have me lay with you?” Genesius asked, slow and soporific.

“You are laying with me,” Marcellus replied. “Sleep, if sleep beckons.”

“You beckon more prettily,” Genesius mumbled, but even as he did, he fell upon his back, pulling Marcellus with him as a blanket, that he might fall upon his master’s breast, his face to the skin there, inhaling the delicate scent of it. 

“He says,” Marcellus murmured, “from his stupor.”

“Stupor?” Genesius repeated sleepily.

“Torpor, even. Lethargy.”

“Mmm...”

Marcellus looked at Genesius’ face, at the flutter of his delicate eyelashes as his heavy eyelids drooped close, peace slackening his aristocratic features, and oh, how beautiful he was, how enchanting... Laying his cheek against Genesius’ breast, he gripped the other tightly, and slipped after him to the land of dreams.

[francisplaysffxiv]

Some very-old-not-rly-accurate-now misc doodles of friends and concepty things I drew that never made it here till now, oops

[rampantwing]

From William to Genesius

From William to Genesius

Life as a Proddy This is my 59th year on the planet, which I will recognize officially in July. Growing up in southeastern Michigan, most of my neighborhood was composed of Catholics and Protestants, of which my family belonged to the latter group. All I knew growing up is that some of the Catholic kids went to the school at St. Sebastian’s, attended Catechism—which we pronounced “catty…

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[johannestevans]

I’ve just posted several pieces as eBooks on Smashwords!

In Perpetuity - $1.99

To them, the modern word is all at once too loud, too fragrant, and too full, and yet two men — even two vampires — cannot exist in isolation forever. 

In Perpetuity is a short story exploring the difficulties of two ancient vampires, Genesius and Marcellus, in a modern world, which is too intense for their highly sensitive senses to withstand. Emphasis on contemporary fantasy.

The Mermaid and the Fisherman - $2.99

M/M trans man/merman oviposition erotica. A young man fleeing home has taken up residence in an old fishing cabin on the west coast of Scotland. He is observed, very closely, by a mermaid from beyond the maerl beds nearby.

Scattered Stories - You choose the price!

A collection of short stories and flash fiction, each readable in just a few minutes, across fantasy, horror, and other genres.