"How do you feel about your friend's illness?" She asked, her eyes scanning over me, trying to decipher my expression. I glanced back at her, our eyes meeting for a moment
before I turned my gaze down, hair falling in front of my face as if to shield me from her watchful eyes.
There was a brief pause, contemplating for a few seconds on what to sayβ or was it minutes, I couldn't tell. "I don't want to talk about it." I replied, hopeful she would drop the topic.
He likes lemon flavored things. He also bit straight into lemons that were on the cake, he likes to eat them.
β This is a cake that caters to his tastes specifically. He picked off alot of the fruit that was on it and just ate them plain so that's why it's empty. Also licked the whipped cream off of it.
More information about Reon β¬οΈ
Reon has no manners even as an adult. He sits with his knees against the table, does not know how to eat with a fork and eats with his hands because he can't be bothered to learn. He had better manners when his mother was around but after she left he gave up because he had no one to act good for.
The markings on his body aren't tattoos, but birth marks.
β The basics about Reon in act2.
He's around twenty years old, his actual birthdate is unknown. He doesn't have a last name.
He has troll hybrid genetics. His father had more, troll like features, but because of his fully human mother his appearance is more that of a humans. Though his senses are not.
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He's sensitive to bright lighting, he cannot see that well in the daytime because his eyes are more accustomed to the dark even if he hasn't necessarily lived his whole life in darkness. His eyes were made to be better seeing in dark then in light.
He's very sensitive to loud noises, due to his hearing being very heightened. ((Also due to troll genetics. + being an undiagnosed autistic.))
β His view on Piltover.
He hates Piltover, because of its oppression on Zaun. He has deep hatered for enforcers, one shot him in his right ear blowing the tip of it off. Leaving a floppy hole he hasn't been able to stitch up ((also due to the fact he didn't think of that when it was still healing. He was quite young when it happened, eleven or so. And he didn't have any caretakers at the time. The enforcer shot him, while he was working on a graffiti project. He hadn't noticed the man, aiming from afar. As he gets quite caught up in his art projects. To the point he doesn't eat or sleep well. He's been an artist of all sorts since he was very small. The enforcer didn't shoot to kill, but to scare Reon off. And it worked, because Reon left the scene scrambling and scared. Leaving what little he had behind.))
His mother, abandoned him for a piltie. He was Rich, she was going to take him. But Reon thought he and his mother belonged in Zaun. And his mother made him choose to stay in the underground, or go to Piltover with her. He choose Zaun because it is his home and he wouldn't change that for anything. Even if it meant being left alone, at the small age of five. But he was a smart kid, so he made it through. He doesn't remember his mother very well. All his memories of her are blurry. And so is most of his childhood.
His mother was a substance user. She was very aggressive with him. To the point she would hurt him and it scared him. But he still clung to her very much when he was little, he had a bigger heart when he was small. But as he grew older, it stayed the same size but his body grew bigger. His heart is same size it was when he was little, but it wasn't a very big heart anymore.
Not with the adult body he has now. ((Metaphor)) his brain had repressed the memories of his mother's abuse, even if it were to be mentioned and he knew it happened. He wouldn't really be able to remember it.
His teeth were suppose to be alot longer but his mother shaved them down with a file, if she hadn't they could have reached his nose. It wouldn't have caused any problems with eating or talking, she just hated how his face reminded her of his fathers. She taught him alot of self hatred, which is why he doesn't really like magic or the arcane. (Trolls are associated with magic.)
He made his first friend at age twelve. Mylo, he kept bothering and following Reon around for weeks until he finally stopped ignoring him and gave in.
Reon reluctantly became friends with Mylo, but had fun. He was his first friend. They drew on the outside of a shops wall which wasn't even allowed and, Mylo had tried to steal something once but got caught so he got scolded and Reon just awkwardly stood there until they were let go.
A few weeks, maybe a month or so later. Reon was introduced to, Vander, Violet, Claggor and Powder. Vi actually recognized him, she's seen him before.
When Vi, ran away from enforcers and hid in an alleyway where Reon happened to be doing a graffiti project, they met. That was around the same time him and Mylo met, but neither of them knew of eachother. Vi didn't know him so well either, it was a quick encounter while she hid.
Reon was quickly accepted into their lives, he liked to draw. Mylo poked fun at him for it sometimes, but Reon didn't mind to say he got inspiration from Mylo himself whenever his drawing were a little ugly. (As a joke, poking fun back.)
When I type "he" or "him" from now on, I am referring to Reon. As this post is about him.
He broke a trampoline with Claggor once since they went on it with each other but it wasn't made for people their age.
Stood on a bridge, fell into the water and Claggor had to fish him out.
Him and Powder put glitter in one of her monkey bombs and it actually exploded, glitter went everywhere.
Played around by the bar area of the last drop, accidentally broke a glass, Powder confessed to the deed, but Reon hid it because he was scared due to past events. And he's generally scared of people that are significantly older then him and as a child, that's almost everyone.
He played a board game with Vander, lost, but Vander made it seem like he had won and actually managed to convince Reon he did infact win.
He has a sketchbook where he likes to draw in. He uses random stickers he finds on, food items or gets from Powder/Vander. He had terrible, sketchy handwriting. But it's stylized to his liking. On the drawing of Mylo, he wrote "He bothered me for weeks." Which is how they ended up becoming friends!
He says Ekko has a big brain. Reon thinks he Ekko is very awesome, fun and admirable. He thinks the same of Power.
Him and Powder ended up becoming closer friends, which kind of made Mylo withdraw from Reon. But they still were friends. Reon and Powder became, better friends because of shared interests. Creative, they were both very sweet. And, Reon shy. Powder maybe a little.
He made a drawing of Powder, and she signed it with pink marker, put a hello kitty sticker of it. Which is one of the stickers, she's found somewhere. I hc she has a little sticker collection.
And drew one of her little characters on the page.
Reon has multiple drawings of everyone in his sketchbook. But of course, I'm the one drawing these in real life and I lost motivation after dragging it out for a very long time. I doubt I will make any more, but if I will. I'll he sure to post them, with updated lore of course.
β About Reon act1. ((+childhood information.))
He was often at the last drop. Finding it safe there. He was often drawing, when not playing with the others.
The scars on his face, he got those when his mother went to hit him. She angled her hand wrong and, her nails went into the skin. Drawing blood and, leaving two scars. If he was asked about it, he would pretend he didn't hear the question.
In the illustration, of Reon at age fourteen. You probably noticed he didn't have any boots like he does when he's an adult. Well when he was 10 he tried to skate on a frozen lake, slipped and one of his legs went through the ice. When he tried to get up his other leg also went through the ice and he scrambled out of there. Having lost both his boots he walked home with wet cold socks.
Not having anything to protect his toes was bad. Because he quite often dropped paint buckets on his feet because they were too heavy for him. (He was weak as a child ((mostly due to being malnourished)) but higher then average as an adult. More information below β¬)))
He is surprisingly flexible because he gets into weird spaces and positions for art projects.
But he is awful at hand to hand combat at any age. Which is why he uses his spray paint cans like pepper spray whenever someone tries to argue with him on the streets for any reason (Obviously, ignores them at first but then sprays them if they keep going.) He also just finds it mildly amusing to look someone straight in the eyes and then pepper spray them. Though he'll quickly get away from the situation because he is NOT good at fighting. He could get jumped by a single Chichiwawa. (Chihuahua.) As a grown man.
Though, he is stronger then the average person because of his father's genetics. He's just very awkward and self conscious around other people he doesn't know how to physically defend himself.
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All of these illustrations were made by me, in 2023 and 2024. I lost the original PNG files, which is why these pictures aren't the best quality. I took them from another platform where I had uploaded these, though I abandoned that one as I found I like Tumblr more.
