I am a champion from League of Legends. A pleasure to meet you. Now, what do you have in mind to amuse me?
Current M!A: Pregnancy.
//An ask- and RP blog//
This blog has a huge chance of containing adult themes, blood, violence and such 'cause it's, you know, Eve.
In the end it’s not because he c a n ’ t
He can. And he wants to.
He’s just been a l o n e for so long that…
— He doesn’t k n o w what
|Anonymous: *saw sad evelynn* mun dont need to be sad ;____; you can do so much things! they make you happy like watch porn! yeah thats nice|
// Haha making someone as happy as watching porn without actually doing porn must be the biggest compliment I’ve ever heard in my life.
But don’tchu worry about me <3 Depression’s a bitch, there isn’t really much of things actually making me sad. I’m just… down. But hey at least it gets me drawing something even if it’s completely pointless? So yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa—
Do you ever wonder what you would say when you have nothing to live for anymore, no reason to hide anything. Perhaps I got what I deserved.
// Sad!AU where Eve is dying from depression among other things. I love sad!AU’s. I want all the sads. I could draw sad Eve’s for eternity.
// Lil sneak peek of Eve’s past picture ‘cause I’ve been so inactive.
// She found it amusing… once.
Needless to say she haven’t done it ever after.
"If she’s invisible on the Fields, she could be invisible outside of it, she could be watching right now- although why she would watch me is certainly strange… do you think she finds men sitting at desks amusing…”
Uni: JUST SOME MOTHERFUCKING PAPERWORK
General Darius: SO FUCKING NOT WORTH
Uni: AND DARIUS WONDERING WHY HIS COFFEE POT DRAINS MORE FASTER THAN USUAL
// And the next day in Fields was just…
I BREAK ALL YOUR HOPES AND DREAMS
"you’re marrying GOD AWFUL BORING MAN GOD HAVE MERCY ON YOUR SOUL."
I want a sad. A vulnerable Eve is an entertaining thing indeed.
// If I had an idea for such thing, I would. I do quite love to break her but as we all know it’s not all that easy task.
How about writing something about her origins? Something about how she actually came to be? Could be abusive since it may be an accident. :3
// You know what, I’ll do this. I’ve been planning to do an art form of it, but I think it’s better conveyed in written form. Though it’s gonna be long (and probably lots of people ignore it ‘cause nuhh text) but IDC.
// I kinda wanna write something ‘cause I’m shad. But unfortunately ‘cause I’m shad I lack the imagination. Do you guys have any idea? It doesn’t even have to be anything specific like idk fluff? Violence? Shads? MEMORIES?? IDK??
"Mrrrr…both." The summoner growled, the sound mixing between a pleasant tone and being rather…well you know, grumpy. In all honesty the summoner didn’t even plan past asking, however thanks to a certain moon obsessed guard she did manage to figure out the rest herself. "Someone might die. Unsure."
Rena nudged her head at Eve’s gently with a purr and snuffled her way backwards to the end of the sofa, as if letting Eve actually have some breathing space as well as somewhere to move comfortably. You could literally see how pleased she was from the thumping of her tails on the arm rest, her ears perked up as if wanting to see yet another positive response. Of course there was that obvious death threatening glare in the mix of that simply because of the word kitten. She can’t help it, that word is partially a mocking one. She is and adult, a fledged hunter and by far the longest living out of the remaining of the species. Yet on the other side it is…it’s kinda of nice. To be actually addressed as something that is quite soft. It still annoyed her to no end though.
"I’m already dressed." Rena answered to herself, the thought of the question "but are you even dressed?" popping up in her head.
“mmhmm…" she hummed with a smile, "both then. Sounds exciting." Even though the clothes code was quite… unique, Evelynn’s job alone made her more than prepared for such occasion. Now was only a woman’s biggest question… which dress should she pick?
The Ferin giving her some breathing place was perhaps more than welcome. She took the last calming deep breath while keeping the smile on her face, and then carefully picked her luckiest-tea-in-the-world back in her hands and took a sip out of it, short enough that one would expect her to say something after it. But the whole thought was negated when Rena gave herself her own answer, which made the blue skinned woman lift up her eyes with a rather surprised look.
“Really now?" She smirked behind her teacup, and the surprised look changed to rather sly in an instant, but when she spoke again her voice remained surprisingly soft. "And here I thought your robes were the only thing in that wardbore of yours… Would you show me, kitten? God knows if you might even wear something new.”
|Anonymous: can you give tips to start RPs and stuff?... I wanna RP with ppl but I get nervous and kinda shy T.T|
// HO GOSH I ALMOST FORGOT TO ANSWER TO THIS I’M SO SORRY
"Book said to be frontal. I frontal." Rena replied, tilting her head to the side as if shrugging. "Besides you unaware, you die."
Whilst the comment was rather true, it did sound rather…out of place. However that thought quickly vanished when she heard the acceptance she wanted to hear. Her tails just shot up happily as if the doubt of denial was simply just a lie in itself, how the instant Eve’s fingers even just barely touched her fur they shook for just a moment. A very quiet purr could be heard from in insides of Rena’s chest and her head tilted a little to the side to not get in the away from Eve’s investigation. Leather in touch and the moment Rena moved there was a quiet clinking noises, the sound of metal rattling from under her chin. The summoner was actually a little embarrassed, but nothing really showed of it aside from her constantly moving eyes.
"You gave to me, I thought it proper to wear."
Her tone of voice when speaking shifted to almost to something along the lines of being protestant. The fur of course was in the way of the “foreign” object, but anyone could tell just by feeling it that it was a collar. Considering how much Rena hated collars she never kept any personally, but someone did give her one a while back.
“Frontal." She repeated with quite a firm voice before giggling right after it. "And can’t deny that. Sorry kitten, been lost in thought lately.”
The Ferin’s purr took the last bits of shock and anger about being shocked out of her mind, and a warm smile creeped on the corner of her mouth - even if for a moment.
Rena’s reaction to the silent question about the collar instead made the widowmaker oddly giddly - true she couldn’t tell how Rena really felt about it, but the pure fact itself that she was wearing it made her feel so oddly… amused? Happy? She didn’t really expect Rena to wear it, but the fact that she did anyway was almost as huge happy surprise than to actually be asked out to eat by her favorite kitten.
“So, kitten…" she chuckled as she parted her hand from the Ferin’s collar to put it back to ground and help her lift her upper body up to press her face against Rena’s cheek-fur with her eyes half closed, "where exactly are we going to eat? Should I change for something approriate for a restaurant or murder?”
|Anonymous: Oh god Uni... Among all web artists I held you in my hightest rewards. I love your art, your character development, your rp, you style, your versatility. It is sooo gud (coloring and shadowing OP). Please don't tell you are a junkie (of any kind). Please. (I'm one of the old Love anons if you are wondering)[plz]|
//Awwww thank you <3
Haha don’t worry babe, the only addiction I have is chocolate. I’m ridiculously “clean” in the terms that I really detest the taste of alcohol, and if I have to pay huge amount of alcohol just for it to taste like juice I don’t understand why I couldn’t just buy juice in the first place and have fun like that. Not to mention that I’ve seen everything alcohol can do to a person and I’d rather not see that happening to me. I don’t smoke and after my aunt made me try a tobacco when I was like 6 I never will.
And drugs are ridiculously rare in Finland and I’m way too penny pincher to actually get any, even though with my ever rising anxities a break now and then would be nice @w@;; My lenient view of drugs might be caused by the fact that they’re so rare so you don’t really see any junkies here. But alcohol causes just as bad addiction, it makes you do stupid things, it kills people… but if taken in small doses it’s okay. So I don’t understand why drugs would be much different.
Despite the aggressive approach, one which Rena was rather well known for doing only this was a touch more than usual, the Ferin couldn’t help but just laugh at the result. If by a laugh you meant a cat making by far the weirdest “Hrrrr”ing noise.
"TOO SLOW. YOU DIE IF TOO SLOW. HRR HRR HRR HRR HRR"
She flopped herself on Evelynn to stop her from escaping without causing any pain from how heavy the Ferin were. Her tails bounced up and down as if both wary and content over the action. Mostly like wary because of what she was just about to ask.
"EVELYNN. I TAKE YOU TO DINNER. OUT OF APPRECIATION."
Broken language aside thanks to biological reasons, Rena was in fact asking Evelynn if she wanted to go out for dinner. Rena, who openly despises Evelynn and her actions to the point of announcing her murderous intentions against her, was in fact very passively asking her to eat a meal with her. Her eyes said the same, a beautiful swirl of lilac stared at Evelynn with both a content and calm expression. On the note of details, there was an unusual formation of fur around her neck. Almost as if something was wrapped around her neck and the fur from her head was barely covering it.
"Just this once. I be nice. You are tolerable enough." She finished off, try her hardest to lower her vocal volume. For a Ferin, this wasn’t exact easy. Rena’s eyes drifted up at the tea which was held up as if apologising to it for being disturbed, then returned her predatory gaze back at poor Evelynn with a quiet growl.
The shocked face seemed to ease out as she blinked couple of times as the huge beast asked her for the dinner. Sure it helped that the Ferin wasn’t that agressive anymore - and it sure was nice to be able to breathe. The ears that were tucked back lifted back up and finally her face changed into huge disbelief.
“To… dinner? Kitten you DO know that there are ways to ask things like that without giving me a heart attack, dear heavens…" she placed the teacup next to her as she sighed and placed her other arm over her eyes.
She took a deep sigh, then lifted her arm a bit so that she’d be able to look at Rena, surprisingly with a hint of smile.
“…I’d love to." She giggled, and raised her arm from her face to the side of Ferin’s head to give it a little pet. And while she was doing that her hand slid little more towards the neck, only to find a foreign object what she wasn’t expecting to find there.
She gave quite a guestioning look at the summoner, which turned into almost teasingly taunting smile without any words as her fingers investigated the object hidden in fur.