#clan malkavian
No cammies allowed!
Doodled two of the anarchs from my solo chronicle, Andrew and Hog. Andrew is a crybaby brujah fledgling and Hog is a malkavian elder who decided it was crust punk time.
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The quiet of the winter night is broken up only by a quiet voice, soft and gentle as if not to scare away a frightened animal. The blood that coats the ground and face of her sire is no longer a surprise. Those nights had long passed. Instead of seeing a monster she just saw a young man, as lost and confused as the night he was embraced.
Max is sort of trapped in time. He will never mentally age past 19 and no matter how adult he acts it will always just be that, an act. Callie, despite being forty years Max’s junior understands that Max needs as much help as you’d give any other young adult. Max is just a very, very, dangerous teenager. What doesn’t help is that he ate a gangrel while he was in the sabbat so his frenzies are rough.
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Redrew the Spirit Phone album cover with @thenerdybirdycreations’s character Kees and of course his lovely boyfriend, Max, in cat form.
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All together now!
I was listening to hau ruck and got inspired. Somewhere out there there’s an au where Max stayed in the sabbat and is 5x more unhinged. And honestly? Good for him.
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To love is to open up. To pull apart your chest and welcome someone in, allowing them to make a home under your ribs and against your heart.
Take it all off, baby.
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A young Malkavian with moon lit eyes watched over Elysium. Silent and all too interested in the way the kindred moved across the floor and mingled about. His motives were, as always, unknown.
In which Max is lightly creepy and bad at dealing with crowds because they flood his brain too heavily and he has to sit on the stairs above the crowds to clear his head.
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It’s been a while since I painted my own character. My Malkavian Painter, Rain…in a self portrait :)
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