11,000 Dead Saints Chapter 1

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11,000 Dead Saints Chapter 1

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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
More old scribbles and prompts
it's ya boy.... genesius of rome
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 Marcellusā naked hip, his nose, his mouth, brushing against the base of Marcellusā neck.Ā
āAre you sleeping?ā Genesius asked, his voice a low rumble, nearly lost beneath the thunderās distant groan.
āNo,ā Marcellus murmured, and he played his fingers through the long cascades of his masterās hair, feeling the silken threads slide over his palm, curl between each gently grasping digit.Ā āThe thunder is too loud.ā
āYour heartbeat almost serves to drown it out,ā 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 Genesiusā lips beneath his own. The kiss was languorous, and still Marcellusā head spun with the ease of it, now natural it felt that their mouths should fit together in such a way, now naturally Genesiusā body should touch against his own.Ā āYou would have me lay with you?ā Genesius asked, slow and soporific.
āYou are laying with me,ā Marcellus replied.Ā āSleep, if sleep beckons.ā
āYou beckon more prettily,ā 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 masterās breast, his face to the skin there, inhaling the delicate scent of it.Ā
āHe says,ā Marcellus murmured,Ā āfrom his stupor.ā
āStupor?ā Genesius repeated sleepily.
āTorpor, even. Lethargy.ā
āMmm...ā
Marcellus looked at Genesiusā 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 Genesiusā breast, he gripped the other tightly, and slipped after him to the land of dreams.

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Genesius, a respected Roman soldier. Born in Carthage with Aithiopian roots, he's come to have many misgivings with his role in the imperial army, but he serves as a chance to gain full citizenship. Analytical, cautious, and agnostic, he knows Alexandros is no prophet. He wishes Akantha weren't caught up in Alexandros' plot ā but it's the strength of those feelings that keeps him from stopping her.
Click through to learn more about the conflicted soldier with the nice smile.
Some very-old-not-rly-accurate-now misc doodles of friends and concepty things I drew that never made it here till now, oops
From William to Genesius
From William toĀ Genesius
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