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@agcnysembrace
“Merry Christmas.”
She’s laying on her red velvet bed, her shadows having made herself peppermint inspired lingerie. A lasher comes down with a mistletoe hanging off it, stopping just above the crotch she’s just exposed from spreading her legs -- Well not BARE exposed, more along the lines of the stripped fabric still covering it but--
“Your present is ME.”
She coos, finger upon her lip, free hand going to rest upon the bed. This would knock a few out.
since these get around a bit better; this is a new nidalee from league of legends. open to shipping; hc-based, semi-private and open to heavy petting—-i mean…like this for me to check out your blog. thank you very much!
sabre-masquee:
⚔ - Masked Saber
The swordswoman swiftly grabbed her blade, however, only pulling a quater of it out when she heard her soothing voice. It.. It was hard not to compare it to that of a Mother’s. Lucina’s tears slowly began to flow, escaping from beneath her mask.
“..I….I could have…” Was all she spoke.
Why.. Why was she here pouring her heart out to someone unknown?
Why did she instantly trust this woman.
“You could have... What?”
Evelynn pressed, gently gathering her now into her as she slid to sit upon the ground. This poor woman.... Her anguish was overwhelming. How delightful it would be to FEED -- No. She wouldn’t. She mustn’t. She had discarded that part of her life, striving to find other ways to live.
A lasher came up to gently removing her mask, as hand came to wipe away her tears.
“Confide in Evelynn everything you wish.”
Have your muse send my muse “All I want for Christmas is you” for their reaction
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naive-petals:
“I badmouth those who are a pain in the neck.”
Glaring at the demon at her language Violas vision began to turn red, her fists tightly gripping together as she did her best to calm down.
“I see I wasn’t wrong with my old demons, I gotta say, you lack the creativity they had though. Their words stung deeper. At the very least you seem like someone who would fight back if the kicked dog bit at you.”
“Yeah I’m a bitch, so what?”
“Okay, Bitch, what have I done to be a pain in the neck? If you’re blaming me for your slipping on ICE, then I’m afraid you’ve only got your own TWO FEET to blame.
Have you not gotten laid lately? Is that why there’s such a stick up your ass? Maybe you should try it sometime, honey, maybe you’ll stop viewing things in RED. You are, aren’t you? I can feel it, you are so angry at me it’s almost turning to HATE. Yet I’ve only stated the truth to you.
So either get a grip on reality or go the fuck home. I don’t have time for little girls who let their tempers get the best of them.”
With that, Evelynn takes a step or two back, giving the seething woman a bit of personal space to cool off.
(Like for a short starter from Eve.)
@sabre-masquee
The demoness is silent as she moves across the shadows until she’s behind the kneeling woman. Carefully she brings her arms around her, hugging her tightly against her bosom.
“Shh... I’ve heard your tears, child. Let me listen to your woes.”
She knew heartbreak and depression when she heard it. Thus.. She would aid this one, if she could.
naive-petals:
“And what the hell do you know? What makes you think you know me at all?”
Pulled off the ground by the demoness’s lasher Viola slapped the hand away, her eyes glaring as she tried to make heads or tails of what was before her.
“Thanks for the help…” she managed to mutter under her breath, embarrassed that she even needed help from such an odd creature.
“Tch.”
Fiery... Oh this one had a LOT of fire and Evelynn merely just crossed her arms over her breasts.
“Do you always badmouth those who extend a caring hand? Or is my form too off putting polite words? You had better be GLAD I’m not my younger self, lest I tear you LIMB from LIMB.
Now. We’re going to try this again. I am Evelynn, a demon, one who is fond of shadows. YOU are rather grumpy bitch, but I’d rather know your actual name then continue to call you grumpy bitch.
As for how I can read you? When you’ve been alive for thousands of years, you learn to read a thing or five off of humans.”
@agcnysembrace
“Oh, Neeko knows the feel of that Sho’ma! Evelynn is here!”
It takes a severe lack of fear to not be intimidated by the demoness … that, or the curiosity of a cat. Or you could just be Neeko and instead of recoiling from the hug, lean into it, a big smile on your face.
“Neeko is so very happy to see Evelynn too!”
“Yes my SWEET one, let me hold you close.”
It always baffled Evelynn that Neeko didn’t at least have SOME ounce of fear of her. On the other hand, it made Evelynn HAPPY that SOMEONE didn’t view her as a monster... Especially since she wasn’t like the days of OLDE.
“What has my little gecko gotten into of late, hmm? Care to tell all to Evelynn?”
With that, their poses change, Evelynn laying upon her lashers, Neecko across her. Hand came up to gently stroke through multi-colored hair.
(Like for a short starter from Eve.)
Could you please like and/or reblog this to help spread the word about a returning Evelynn rper? Thanks!
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@shukuchiisms
Evelynn loves to relax by entwining herself in the vixen’s tails. It’s one of the rare times she feels warmth against her skin that isn’t another flesh or blood. The softness of the fur is soothing to her. It’s very common for the mistress of the night to allow herself to slumber away amidst them -- Permitting Luna allows it.
{this bitch (best friend) just sent in 81 stars for headcanons.}
@cxptivatx
If you thought one Eve prowling around in the shadows was a bad idea, try two for double dipping--
They tend to accidentally end up snuggled together in a pile of limbs and lashers. Despite both being rather cold, they insist being near each other is warm.
Preserve any fool they lay their eyes on to torment. They will BOTH assume the form of whatever their prey desires most and give them a wild dream -- Or nightmare. Depends on their mood.
One of their favorite past times is forming various fashionable clothes out of the shadows and compliment each other on how sexy it looks on each other.
Water’s Depth
[So. Thread between @piltover-scientist‘s and I has inspired a headcanon. That I’m going to write out in drabble. Have fun trying to ponder what took her under!]
There was a time I swore I was afraid of nothing. I was a mistress of shadows, I could control whatever I pleased or hide away until the time to strike was made known. There was something darker than my darkness, however, something I couldn’t save myself from.
A child had been bullied to falling off the docks and I, in my foolishness, dove after the girl. At first it was all right, in fact, feeling the coolness around my already cold body was rather exhilarating. My talons reached out, snatching the girl before she went down too deep, bringing her to my bosom. I clung to her as I started to swim upwards.
Once we broke the surface, I lifted her up with my stingers, laying her on the dock – That’s when I felt horror for the first time. Something wrapped around my ankle, pulling me back into the water’s grasp. I struggled and tried to free myself, but instead i was held down by two more grasping at my other leg and waist. My lungs were now burning, my vision blackening. I tried to disperse into the darkness around me, thinking surely such was a shadow like what I walked between on the surface.
But I was so wrong.
I couldn’t, they pushed me away, something else was the master over them. I was locked out of them and with it I surely felt as though my life would fade away now. I clawed and kicked, but to no avail, the realization that I was forcing my air supply to run out quicker never crossing my thoughts.
Then blackness overtook me.
I hear the sound of gulls above and children screaming with delight. My eyes slowly open, feeling blinded by the sun. Never have I been so grateful to see it’s afternoon glow. I felt something wet and cold brush my foot and I jumped back, a hiss escaping my throat.
The water was an enemy. An enemy I couldn’t fight.
So I shakily took to my feet and ran to the nearest shadow, intending on hiding myself until this feeling was gone.
That was the day I learned I had something to fear.
agcnysembrace:
Headcanon: Evelynn is color blind to where she sees only in tones of grey and red.
