#clonath

nathaniel: *points to Marc* Guys are hot too.

nathaniel: Why is everyone so hot?

Don’t read the last page, but I stay when you’re lost, and I’m scared, and you’re turning away

Happy (not actual) birthday to the queen of my heart @emmaleewhittaker

Blue. Bright blue eyes glowed in the dark, staring back at him. Wide with wonder, vacant of fear. -tearing through the pages and the ink

i drew this on the day this SLOW BURN was updated and was too lazy to scan it and so is the rest of my drawings

its a captivating slow-paced love fanfic between clonath that deals with angst and forgiveness with lesbian moms if you haven’t read it go check it out

Harpy Chloe, drawn for @xiueryn‘s fanfic, Ça Alors, which was written as a gift for @powerdragonmoon

The bird her plumage was inspired by is the Eurasian Siskin. 

Here’s a link to the fanfic this was based on: 

http://archiveofourown.org/works/12941643

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12751207/1/Ça-Alors

Bonus: Here is a sketch I did of Nathaniel, though it’s not based on any sort of discription, I was just sketching Nath. Could not resist giving him a soul patch because Nath with a soul patch is just my aesthetic for him. 

Vampire AU

. . . . .

He was everything to her.

The light The dark

Her salvation and destruction.

The monster that stole her heart and selfishly kept it to himself.

So it doesn’t matter that she’s going to die by his hands. If he will be happy, she will readily give everything up, Even her life.

A shiver ran through her as she felt him nuzzle her neck with his nose.

“You smell amazing”

The tight grip he had on her hip didn’t bother her, No it only encouraged her to Buck against the cold feel of his body on top of her.

He chuckled as his hungry eyes raked all over her; starting from her shoes to the tip of her pretty little head.

An impatient growl ripped out of his throat when he felt her claw at his shirt.

Panting, She looked up to him dazedly; eyes hazed with love and insanity.

“I thought you were starving” she whispered faintly in his ears before he settled to put all his weight on her causing both of them to topple over the chairs.

A pained hiss escaped her as she landed roughly on the cold hard floor, her back wedged between his muscular frame and books but all of that was forgotten when pale fingers traced the slope of her neck.

She couldn’t stop the whimper she made when she felt those fingers wrap tightly around her neck.

She felt him shift on top of her, he wedged his knees between her legs as he pressed his top to her bloody chest.

He was burying his face in the crook her of neck, so painfully close to her Jagular when his head snapped up to have his eyes meet her own.

Surprised, she was stunned to find him staring guiltily up to her.

“I’m sorry ” he croaked out as she saw his eyes flicker back to the life; his face and warmth starting to resemble a human , so much that she thought he was able to get a hold of his senses and was fighting the monster within him.

But a second later, his eyes dimmed again; back to the pitless void that only held hunger and lust within them.

A husky chuckle escaped his lips as he burrowed his head back to her neck, licking the pale skin so painfully close to her Jagular.

He glanced up to her one last time, his eyes shining with mischief as he smirked at her to reveal his fangs and she took the opportunity to survey his bloody yet unfairly handsome face as he stared back at her. A weird spell, seemingly casted on her as she felt her heart pound with every breath she took.

When she blinked, the connection was broken and he hoisted her pale slender neck close to his open mouth.

“Bon Appetite”

He bit hard and let her warm blood envelope his senses.

She is positively delicious. Sweet yet tangy; the taste addicting like a drug. And her smell?

Fuck it only encouraged him to sink his fangs deeper, to suck harder; to the point that he could feel her writhing in pain under him.

But despite the pain, despite the fact that her light headlessness is telling her that he is drinking far too much, She doesn’t stop him, doesn’t struggle or cry out because she loves him so much; to the point it was even considered obsession.

A painfully bloody cough ripped right through her throat as she realized he had crushed her neck with the force he was biting with.

Blood flowed right through her lips as she felt if cover her chin. She fought to keep her eyes open as she stared down to man feasting upon her neck.

Lovingly she put an encouragingly gentle hand on his hair as she felt her vision dim and soon everything went cold.