#jeris

[aestum]

(by Jaanus Jagomägi)

[forevermarked]

And taken by light in her arms at long and dear last I may without fail Suffer the first vision that set fire to the stars.

Dylan Thomas

[theonlyconstantinlife]

Inktober day 7 - A Dystopian Future - The Partial

“What was a shadow, after all, but a shape in the moving world reduced to a projection of possibilities?”

[mapacharby-art]

[a-green-onion]

Jedao: Basically, I’m a man in a woman’s body.

Someone: So you’re transgender?

Jedao: No we’re sharing

[frankwhitelemon]

film//019020704 - Target

[domfoolery]

I’m Yourz 

Shot and Directed by Jeris Johnson (https://www.instagram.com/byjeris/)

Produced by Bonddds (https://www.instagram.com/bonddds/)

Title Sequence by @frankwhitelemon (http://francisthomasovich.com)

[venndaai]

Although Jedao’s body belonged to a young woman, his face was drawn and ghastly pale, streaked with sweat and dust, and bruised heavily on one side. There was a cut across his forehead, visible beneath the disheveled hair. Blood had smeared down and sideways from the cut and dried in ugly crusts. With a curiously affecting dignity, although not grace, he lurched down to both knees in the antiquated obeisance to a heptarch. Well, almost the obeisance. He kept both hands where she could see them, instead of folding the left behind his back. How considerate of him. 

There was a terrible barbed clarity in Jedao’s eyes, as though the universe had constricted to a circle with her at its center. She had seen its like in Kel who had been fledge-nulled. On the other hand, Vahenz also thought she saw an odd amber spark in them, which she didn’t remember from the earlier communication, but that could have been a trick of the sputtering lights. “If you want me to beg,” Jedao said, looking straight toward her, his voice hungry, “I will beg.”

i’m behind on MoE week, no one is surprised...

not sure if this is my favorite scene, but it’s one I’ve wanted to draw for a while