#lorentis

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Shout out to sleep lovers and ahhh.. uhmm... lovers sleeping 🙂‍↕️

This might be the drawing that has consumed the most time in my life, made me think the most, and the one that made me fall in love with it over and over again during the making process. I don't want to ramble on and on, but I will always carry the pride of being able to draw this couple. Also, thank you for the certain crumpets (you know yourselves) for helping me with the placement of the "cryptic " (not so cryptic now, is it, saz) love marks 🙂‍↕️❤️❤️ the interactions I had were wholesome!!

@odasantiago come get your fathers!!! 😛

With filters+ wip before coloring

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Late Night Lorentis Quip - “Comfort in Jealousy”

(I’m not rlly a writer, but I wanted to try my hand at it and see what you all think. I didn’t rlly know how to end it, but I still thought it was nice. (This was a little impulsive lol.))

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“Stay still.” His voice soft yet demanding all at once. At times, it’s almost nice to hear. Most of the time, it rings annoyingly in Dontis’ ears. Even so, he couldn’t resist it.

Dontis rolls his eyes, body stiff as Lorenzo sculpts him, dirty hands on stone shaped like his beloved’s chest, grazing a makeshift torso that most times looks too real. The details so intimate, it makes not only Dontis’, but other’s hearts flutter. “…I am still.” Dontis responds gruffly, watching Lorenzo’s eyes switch between him and the sculpture, dark brows knitted together in crazed focus.

He would make fun of Dontis if he admitted that he’d sometimes get jealous of Lorenzo’s hands paying so much close attention to something that wasn’t him. But it was him, and that’s the worst part.

Even when he sees Lorenzo prick his stone body into shapes not even Dontis was aware of himself, he couldn’t help but be fascinated…or flustered.

Does the prick feel the same as Lorenzo’s sharp fangs sinking into his skin? Does the warmth feel the same when Lorenzo cups his face? …Is his touch just as tender?

But when Lorenzo stops, Dontis’ breath stills, the twinkle in his eyes something he can’t seem to help. Because when Lorenzo warmly says “…Beautiful” under his breath with his ‘annoying’ voice, he’s not looking at the artwork—the beautifully crafted piece many are bound to gaze at in awe. Lorenzo looks straight at Dontis.

Then suddenly the thoughts of jealousy feel childish and silly. Lorenzo would love Dontis’ touch back in the same way Dontis loved Lorenzo’s. It wasn’t like a touch to cold lifeless and beautiful rock, Dontis could actually lean in and kiss the lips of someone who cared for all the wrong reasons. But for what it was, it was something only they could share…together.

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Okay regarding my latest wip:

Cryptic kiss/ bite marks. Yes or no. Or yes.

oh I should've written that here- anyways

yessssssssssssss

no ( tumblr might take that downnn)!!!( so youre kinda valid)

Voting ended onAug 4, 2025