Kristof Lazaar - Blog Posts

CYMB Lazar. Just ‘cos.

Used the Jake Spicer Scrawlrbox 115 and this reference image from Downton Abbey.

Daddy’s girl 🧛🧛‍♀️

Abigail fan art drawn in Procreate using BigPearLiu’s brushes ❤️

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58121329/chapters/162821269#workskin

Soundtrack:

Daddy Cool - A work in progress 🧛🧛‍♀️ (to go with Chapter 26 of The Visitor on AO3) using new brushes for Procreate from BigPearLiu. Love ‘em!

“Definitely NOT daydreaming about being Joey.”

Drawn in procreate using a screenshot from ADOW for reference (see above) to go with chapter 21 - 23 of The Visitor on AO3.

If Lazar were a Ken doll… he might look like this.

It was not at all my intention but the undeniable result of practising portraits in Procreate today. I’m secretly in love with Ken so I’m fine with it. 😝

Reference photo was found on Pinterest. I used a chaotic mixture of LHR, Liliyth, Tetiana Deniz and original Procreate brushes… so that’s probably why he looks so odd. But he kinda makes me smile nonetheless.

Onwards and upwards! ✍️💖🧛‍♂️ Just keep drawing (vampires).

Lazar‘s favourite snack 🧛‍♂️

(Ana) ~ a daydream based on Ch 18 and 19 of The Visitor (AO3) - drawn in Procreate ✍️

✍️ Tonight I‘ve been working on some digital drawing techniques and process learned from the @liliyth tutorials I did yesterday as well as trying out some of her brushes in Procreate. I‘m not sure the finished result looks like Melissa in the end, but I was trying to capture the coy mood of the reference (swipe left and please let me know if you know who to credit for it - I found it on Pinterest and now can‘t find the original source 😬). The brushes are ace and I am loving experimenting with liliyth‘s process and style. BIG fan of hers.

Lazar (but Manga).

Nobody needed him but here he is 🤣

I did the most incredible tutorial by @lilyith yesterday. She is one of my favourite digital artists and I love her style. What’s more amazing is that she has put so much time and effort into sharing her skills and process so that hobbyists like me can improve their skills. I found the tutorial so useful.

So (obviously) I had to try Lazar. And (obviously) the reference came from @asgoodeasgold - thank you 😘 He’s on the beach, which makes zero sense but I don’t care because the reference is just 👌🖍️🏖️🧛🖤

Photo faffing - in case Lazar would be your ideal Valentine too…

Originals here:

The lighting is all out of whack but who cares?

Just chillin’ with my favourite vamp in Procreate. This one is not a photo mashup, it’s drawn from scratch using LHR brushes and the grid method, which is definitely the only thing I am capable of! Everything freehand just goes seriously out of whack.

The reference pictures are from @asgoodeasgold (for MG behind the scenes in Abigail) and Pinterest. He’s ended up with a slightly weird smirk but never mind. We live and learn. And maybe he’s just smirking at Joey 🙃…

Lazaar’s Backstory

Don’t mind me - just over here daydreaming about Lazaar’s backstory. Again. I blame @asgoodeasgold for this particular version: she posted a fab interview of about MG’s Wickham and I went down an Abigail x Death Comes to Pemberley rabbit hole 🐇.

Who knows why.

📷 Silly photo mashup above made from screenshots of Death Comes to Pemberley (still currently available on Netflix - hurrah!) and MG’s interview with PBS on YouTube (thanks @asgoodeasgold for posting): https://youtu.be/AWZn_0FGSMg?si=8N8uTs5Jc78G4UIo 📷

Chapter 21 of the Visitor explains how Lazaar might have ended up at the gallows. It’s historically inaccurate and completely implausible, but it’s just for fun. Thank good(e)ness.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58121329

Lazar

📷🧛 Photo edit (see three originals below, which I mashed together and then drew over using LHR brushes in Procreate and then added PS cinematic filter) 📷🧛

📷 ⬆️ Original images found on Pinterest 📷

Photo faffing on a Lazar theme for Friday night vampy vibes.

📷 Original Images from Pinterest and screenshots (see below). Edited and drawn on using LHR brushes in Procreate 📷

New chapter of the visitor to follow soon. 🧛

Photo editing. Just for fun. The vampire is in the bath. Because… why not? 🛁

📷 Original images from Pinterest; faffed around with for Lazar vibes using Procreate ✍️ The next chapter of the Visitor (featuring a bath) will be up shortly 🧛

Yep, Lazar. Still. 🧛✍️❤️

I love this time of year but it doesn’t leave much time for daydreaming about vampires, does it?! Here’s a ten minute doodle of my favourites (under the mistletoe?) and a rushed and plotless chapter update. Just for fun.

Photo editing fun - Loverboy Lazaar 🧛

Don’t mind me over here vibing with Loverboy Lazaar. Had fun with some great Procreate brushes by Laura H Rubin (especially the hair ones - his hair looks RIDICULOUS, I know, but it made me smile). It’s rushed and imperfect but just for fun.

Queen’s ’Good Old Fashioned Loverboy’ was in my head as I faffed around. In terms of context, he’s just arrived at Joey’s door…

📷 Screenshot that I edited/drew all over is from The Hatton Garden Job 📷✏️

On a Good Old Fashioned Loverboy theme, I added a couple of (completely ridiculous, implausible and inaccurate) chapters to The Visitor. Just a bit of fun and escapism - ‘cause that’s sometimes what’s needed these days, eh? 🧛❤️

📷 Inept photo editing fun 📷 with my faves 📷🖤🧛‍♂️🎶❤️

Vampire Issues - A compilation album

(‘Cos that’s what I got 😂) 🧛🖤

✍️ Played around with the epic FREE brush and texture sample pack from True Grit Texture Supply today. Absolutely love them. Need to learn a bit more about the style though! Swipe right for the mood board /references. You know who the characters are meant to be by now 😂

Also updated The Visitor on AO3. Chapter 6 features a playlist so hence the music vibe. Hmm, what would be on your vamp-inspired list?

Lazaar ❤️ Joey

I was today years old when I learnt that Abigail means ‘my father’s joy’. Too clever for me. But now I love this little detail. It got me thinking about Lazaar’s relationship with Abigail and, although we know he’s not the best father 😅, I thought he might have bought her one of these jewellery boxes. The original is from Giggle and Honey on Amazon and I just faffed around with it on Procreate. I’d love to make a real one 🎨🖌️

📷 Jewellery box from Giggle and Honey; still from the film from @asgoodeasgold 📷

Lazaar ✍️

Still a work in progress but this is what I’ve managed so far today. Drawn using various brushes on Procreate - mainly from the amazing Laura H Rubin.

Also updated The Visitor on AO3 🧛❤️

If vampire cuddles were real… 🖤

Been practising drawing on Procreate today. Here’s Joey and Lazaar again because I’m still daydreaming about that sequel, having watched Abigail again this weekend.

Here’s also the mood board of beautiful images I used as a reference and the first sketch. Ended up with 30 layers. Probably a bit excessive but I’m still working it all out.

Have added a chapter 4 to The Visitor on AO3 too. Don’t seem to be getting over this ship any time soon! 🧛❤️🖤🩶

Lazaar ponders Joey

An Abigail-inspired photo edit. 📷 Originals by Phil Fisk (MG), Joe Pugliese (MB) and me (my car window). 📷

There’s a chapter about this on AO3. I’m not sure it really fits but I just wanted to write it, so there you go. (Trying to focus on the fun of the process, rather than overthink the finished product. After all, it’s all just for fun.)

This song, which I found afterwards, is perfect for the mood I was getting at. Lazaar certainly ‘slithered here from Eden’. What a sin indeed. Thank you, Hozier.

Mood: Lazaar / languor

Refusing to do his vampire thing. And driving Ana to distraction. Imaginary, inexpert edits on an Abigail theme.

Wrote a little bit to go with these on AO3. It waffles. It’s undercooked or overcooked. A bit much or not enough. Can’t really decide. But - happily - it’s just for fun.

Edits above using Procreate ✍️

📷 Beautiful original photos (below) by Iain McKell, Phil Fisk and Joe Gillespie. Dress is from Reformation. 📷

Vampire and his prey mood board, using stills from ADOW, Abigail and random photo edits I made. It gets me when the stag kneels down and accepts his fate/submits to the predator.

And here’s a random rambling about Joey and Lazaar, which I wrote today because I was unwell and couldn’t go out: https://archiveofourown.org/works/59486872 It flows from the photo edit of them lounging on the couch above… and a comment made by the wonderful @pleasereadmeok 🖤❤️🩶 I’m not sure the fic even makes sense. But it’s just for fun… so there you go.

Abigail Epilogue (continued… still!)

A very quick bit of imaginary Joey and Lazaar photo faffing fun, as I continue to daydream about an epilogue to Abigail 2024.

Below are the shots I used (MG by Phil Fisk which I found on the Guardian website, MB for Harper’s Bazaar/Clinique and a stock photo from dreamstime). I messed around with and added to them on Procreate. Not very well but you get the idea, I hope. Just for fun, as usual.

Yep, I’m still daydreaming about Lazaar. And having fun drawing him on Procreate. Tried the brilliant tutorial by Laura Rubin, in her book, and some of her fab skin brushes. I ended up overworking it (as usual 🙄) and doesn’t massively look like him BUT I was trying to capture the mood and that look.

Talking of that look,

…here’s a little photo edit of who he’s looking at (in my mind anyway 😜):

And here’s one of the beautiful original edits by @asgoodeasgold that I used as a reference 😍:

And here’s a rambling chapter which features that look:

Overcooked and nonsensical, as usual, but it’s just for fun so who cares?! 🧛❤️

💛🩶🖤 Lazaar and Joey 4EVA (in my mind at least) 🖤🩶💛

Inspired by some of the amazing Good Omens fan art out there, I experimented with a different style and a new (MaxPacks) brush set in Procreate. This sketch is intended to capture loving a vampire - not knowing if he’s going to bite you or kiss you… and feeling happy either way 😜 Still not over Lazaar and Joey, evidently 😂

Added some yellow options especially for @asgoodeasgold because she LOVES a yellow filter 😜😬🙃

📷 References used: screenshot edit by @asgoodeasgold (below) and photo on Melissa Barrera’s instagram 📷

Dear Funko Pop,

Please will you make us a Lazaar figure (Abigail 2024) for Halloween? Here’s a mockup using Seamus Finnigan #65. Go on… it would be fun!

Thank you 🙏 🎃,

A big fan

X

PS I have no idea how you actually spell his name so you’ll have to work that out. 🤨

⬆️ (my bedside table/nightstand goals) 📷 original edit from @asgoodeasgold 📷

Still imagining that Abigail epilogue? Yes, I am.

In my mind, this is Joeys’s house. She has a visitor, as you can see 🧛🔍🖤

⬆️ (enjoying the luminance brushes on Procreate a little too much 😂)

📷 Fan art photo collaging using Procreate - photo of MG from ADOW - photo of MB by Luis de la Luz - stock/my own photos of garden furniture, foliage, house, etc. 📷

And there’s an imaginary scenario (for @cecipaez-blog1 ). I don’t own the characters, I haven’t properly studied the film, I have no idea what I’m talking about, really: it’s just for fun 🎡.

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A Visitor - Part 2 - Ready or Not

— imaginary mini epilogue to Abigail (2024) featuring Joey/Ana and Lazaar —

You often feel like you’re being watched. It’s a hazard of your line of work and the questionable company you keep. But tonight, as you clear away the debris of an evening with friends in your backyard, the feeling is palpable.

You pause to listen and gauge the sensation. The fairy lights strung overhead dance slightly in a warm swirl of summer air, making the shadows below you throb in and out of focus. A wind chime twinkles, with slight menace, from the garden next door.

Get a grip, you tell yourself.

Get inside and lock the door, your body tells itself.

Just as you have composed yourself and are about to continue the clean up job, a clear, luxuriant voice cuts through the warm night air behind you.

“Not interrupting anything, I hope?”

Your movement slows as immediately you identify the speaker. You straighten and speak his name:

“Lazaar.”

You are surprised by the evenness of your tone, when your pulse seems to feel the exact opposite.

You turn and, with another rush of the tepid breeze, he emerges from the shadow of a tree. His hands are in his pockets. His posture is soft. But his stare is far from it. He walks slowly towards you, enquiringly.

“I had friends over for dinner,” you gesture towards the empty pizza boxes piled in your arms and the beer bottles which clink together in your clawed fingers.

He nods and his gaze flickers towards the house.

“Everyone left,” you find yourself needlessly reassuring him.

“I see.”

You can’t quite see if he’s smirking but it feels as though he might be. As he observes the clutter in your arms, the movement of his eyes is languid and appraising. “May I?” he reaches towards the empty bottles to relieve you slightly of your load.

You’re taken aback by the offer, but agree, “Sure.”

As the bottles are transferred, you notice his nostrils flare. You realise he’s trying to ascertain what kind of company you have kept. His brow smoothes and you assume he is satisfied by his investigations; it was, after all, a girls’ night in.

Without being asked, he walks over to the bin store and deposits the bottles in the correct one. Returning to take the pizza boxes from your arms, he repeats the process. You observe that you find this bizarrely incongruous show of domesticity wildly attractive.

As he saunters back towards you, he looks at the open door to the house. You stand there wondering if you are actually going to invite a vampire into your home.

“Why are you here, Lazaar?” The question emerges low and slow into the sultry air. You didn’t mean it to sound so provocative but you’re coming to realise you have little control around this man. Creature. Fantasy figure.

The piercing gaze is on you now. The vampire looks slightly agitated by your question. You watch as he steels himself and sits down upon the garden wall. He shrugs:

“I find that you…” his gaze drops to his hands, “you… are on my mind.”

You take a deep breath to quell the lilting, fizzing sensation rising within you. You note the unassuming nature of his posture as he sits on the wall, deliberately metres away from you. Yet this calculatedly unthreatening stance does nothing to mask his agitation.

Numbed and blurred slightly by the moderate amount of beer you’ve consumed, you probe your instincts more carefully. You find there is no fight or flight here. No threat. You feel the same submissive calm of a few nights ago when you saw him in his garden. The same curiosity. The same heady lurch of your insides when he so much as looks at you.

“Ditto,” you hear yourself say, with a slight smile.

The look that now passes his features is positively devilish and you witness his first genuine smile at you in return.

But the warmth of the moment curdles instantly. You gasp as you notice the uniformity and whiteness of his teeth. They look normal and far from razor-sharp. A wave of nausea resonates with the shock pulsing through your body.

“Your mouth…” you breathe, your fingers finding your own lips by way of explanation.

His smile fades and he moves towards you but stops abruptly when you recoil.

“You’re not…” you breathe and your heart begins to thump as confusion and panic flood your senses, “you’re not in your true form. This - this isn’t you. It’s just an illusion… what are you doing? What game are you playing? Why are you here? I think you should…”

“Ana…” he interrupts, his voice gentle but stricken, “Ana, it’s all right…”

“I must be crazy. What the f*ck was I thinking…,” your mouth is dry and your legs are shaking as you try to back further towards the house.

“Ana, please,” his palms are raised in surrender as he takes two more cautious steps towards you. As the moonlit shadows slide over his features, you watch his face transform into something more familiar. His pupils darken until void of all light, his irises take on an ethereal glow and his fangs become clearly visible beneath a snarling lip.

Your heart stills as you realise that this sight, which should terrify you, has in fact achieved the opposite effect.

“There now…” he soothes, the old-worldly timbre chiming again in his voice. He tilts his face up to catch the moonlight further.

Otherwise he remains very still. Waiting. Watching.

His breath is patchy and you can see the anguish in his eyes.

“Why did you change?” your voice is unsteady, as though you might cry.

“My form… I can... I wanted to be something less alarming… more palatable… more safe.” His brow furrows and his lips close firmly. In the moonlight, you notice a muscle ticking in his jawline.

His vulnerability in this moment is exquisite.

“I did it for you,” he murmurs and this dissolves your doubt as swiftly as it had appeared.

“Well don’t,” you fold your arms but take two steps towards him, “don’t do that again.” your voice softens.

“I shan’t,” he bows his head reverently and relief floods through his tone.

When he lifts his head again, his gaze is searching, “But I want to take the form that you desire.”

The last word rips through you, quite literally, and he speaks again:

“How do you want me to be, Ana?”