Feb 19, 2016
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monster waifus for life but also they gotta interact more!!! Zyre think she pretty tho :-)
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♡ c:
monster waifus for life but also they gotta interact more!!! Zyre think she pretty tho :-)
delicate fingers trail down the other's arm, lidded eyes watching the captain with obvious interest. "it's a bit cold tonight, don't you think?"
Irelia looked at the satyr, nodding a bit to the agreement of the other. Though of course, the guardian was the best at picking up signs. “Ah yes it is...is it far from your temple? You can stay with me tonight.”
it me headshct but i don't feel like switching over to that blog rn. but for caitlyn i implemented my autism && depression into her after thinking really hard about her character && how she was similar to me.
tell me what aspects of you are in your character!
[ i feel this so hard (and i really love your autistic cait headcanon). i did the same with garen, whom i write with asperger’s syndrome, and also riven (though in her case it’s less that i gave her an aspect of me and more that i identify with her), with her depression and gender/sexuality issues.
it’s really helpful, i think, to be able to write these aspects in a more objective manner, and writing riven in particular has helped me understand and cope with those aspects of me ]
💪 does cow lady lift
It’d been a long, long day of blacksmithing, things were finally winding down, and Zyre decided to end her day with some exercise. Though, she didn’t do it like most others, whereas they were lifting weights and the like. She didn’t have those, in a traditional sense. Instead she would swing around a staggeringly oversized hammer, practicing swings and direction cancelling. Such a cartoonishly oversized thing wouldn’t possibly be wielded by humans of any stature, so seeing her do it must’ve looked funny.
At the end of the workout, she’d throw the thing, it making a collosal THUD into the ground, even going so far as the head digging deep into the earth. Wiping her brow, she’d look over at the other, her blacksmith arms a little pumped from the workout.
“Oh-- Hey!”