#Einin

[camping-with-monsters]

Hopping on this trend while I can… 🪞

[camping-with-monsters]

I WAS LITERALLY SCREAMING IN VC WITH YOU ABOUT THIS IM LIGHTHEADED BUT SERIOUSLY THIS IS SO GOOD. THANK YOU SO MUCH OH MY GOD‼️‼️

For @camping-with-monsters!!! Happy birthday ya silly goose!!!

[bohemiandeer]

Day 1 Viktober: Toy Boat

It was the first thing he woke up to, and the last thing he expected. Hell, it was in pieces when he last saw it, from when the one day, he dismantled it in anger. Yet the little toy boat in nearly all its glory sat perfectly content right there on his desk, as intact as the day he packed it into some of his bags and ran away. Even if Viktor could tell that, it wasn't his work that put it back together again. He could tell some of the more damaged plating had been replaced, with little bits of bronze and other pieces of scrap metal intricately worked in where the exterior otherwise would've missed gaps thanks to Viktor's frustrated dismantling of the thing. There were parts of the boat that he didn't remember being there originally, and parts where the originals simply went missing over the years.

A part of him was actually impressed in his bafflement as he stared at it, inspecting every single little inch of the toy as if it was one of his more advanced creations. He didn't dare pick it up, he wanted to resist the urge, but eventually it wasn't long until it sat, cradled in a metal hand, spinning one of the rutters tentatively with a finger. How did he or whoever was responsible for this, even get the parts? He thought he threw them out. Yet here he is, staring at one of his oldest creations, in awe with it just as when he was when he first finished it as a young boy. Viktor was simply at a loss for words over it as he stared and rotated the little boat around in his hand to stare even more at the craftsmanship. It was about as big as his hand now, resting in his palm as he tipped it up a little to see that even the horn and the little balcony, they were still there. He wondered if it still worked.

But first, he wanted to know where it even came from and how his toy boat all the sudden came to be gingerly sat up on his desk so that it was right in his face the moment he woke up from his sleep. Yet, he couldn't come to any conclusion as to how, until he looked over in the corner of the house by the windowsill. Viktor wanted to know if she was still there, but, it wasn't long until that question answered itself. He couldn't see the girl by the windowsill, but he could hear her, tinkering away at, something, somewhere his desk. A groggy scan through of the lab provided nothing, it was as if she had disappeared like a ghost, even when he could sense her presence. Viktor knew she was small but surely not so small as to be practically invisible. It wasn't until he leaned over his desk to look at the other side, however, that he got his answer. There she was, the child. A small, dark skinned little thing safe for the thick web like patches of buckskin coloured skin that took up half her form, hidden from his angle even further with a head of messy dark brown hair. Her mismatched eyes more intent on the little metal bird in her hands that she had been tinkering with than the man leaned over the desk, regarding her with golden eyes. That was at least until the youngster eventually figured out she was being watched, and gradually, tilted up her head to stare back at him with big eyes as he carefully came to cradle the boat in both hands.

“Did you- Build this?”

He asked pensively with a soft nod towards the boat, as if gesturing to it. His demeanour was calm yet stern, hiding his astonishment. As if the adolescents' eyes weren't big enough already, they were almost as big as saucers as he spoke.

Though out of fear or surprise Viktor couldn't discern all that well as of yet. He could try as hard as he could but Einin overall was never quite the easiest to read, especially for one who spoke best the language of silence. The silence between them was thick but, when wasn't it? There's always been quiet around them yet, it wasn't a tense one. Instead, he got his answer as Einin slowly put her things down and signed in response. Through what little Viktor could understand from the sign language, he got his confirmation.

I fixed it, yes.

Einin signed slowly. Her head tilted to the side a little to regard him better with her natural eye as he put the boat down, handling it still like a fragile arte fact that could break in his hands at any moment now, too afraid to damage it.

“Why?”

He mused softly, wondering out loud more than actually asking the question. To which, the adolescent's lips parted and after a long moment of contemplation, she finally spoke in a voice soft and light but raspy, tinted in an accent much the same as his.

“- I couldn't bear to see it broken apart. So I fixed it for you.”

“It’s pretty…”

She uttered quietly in a voice barely used as she picked up her tools and contraption, tilting her head down timidly to resume her work. There was something child-like in that response, that made him think even more of himself when he was a boy in the sheer flustered timidity of it. Overall, it wasn't long until slowly, his more calm yet aloof exterior gave way and he couldn't fight the urge to smile anymore. Just this once.

A small, nostalgic yet melancholic smile tugged at the corners of his face as he gave a soft sigh. His tall, large frame receded back over the desk as he sat back down, crossing his arms over the expanse of metal and wood as he rested his chin in his arms, playing once again, with one the boat rutters in thought.

“-Thank you… I never thought I’d be able to see it again.”

[akermanch]

Ten years since Inquisition is such a perception shift for me … I was a teenager when it came out and I made my canon inquisitor 27 like “she’s older! She’s experienced! She’s not some dumb kid!!” And now I’m older than her and I’m like oh fuck she was a baby

[burningivy]

If your ocs were pieces of driftwood, where would they wash ashore?

ok so!

Einin and Miriam would straight up not wash ashore. they’d keep bumping each other and tumbling down waterfalls until they eventually disintegrated

Quincey would end up in a sewer, which would suck, but he’d eventually be found by like some precocious kid and be taken home. I like to think he’d end up being used in a table or a bartop

it would take Vittoria a long time to drift ashore. like she’d have a lot of almosts and not quites, but I think she’d end up on a beach somewhere. there would always be the threat of her washing away again, though

Régine would get lost. I think she would wash ashore somewhere, only to drift off again. she’s never at one place for very long, and she never drifts to the same sort of place

Alice ends up on a street. she washes ashore somewhere in a forest, probably, and gets carried into the street by some sort of animal and gets run over

Thanks for the ask!!!

[camping-with-monsters]

HI HI HI ONLY NORMAL BEHAVIOR IS ALLOWED IN THIS STORY :]]

Anyways uhhhh here are my contributions when we were doing this cause this was too much fun :)

Don’t Starve (Together)

Bugsnax….. why they so grumpus

get uber hero’d idiots (Patapon)

Bonus without the masks :))

Oh? What's this? Character's in different styles? No wa y- oh my gOd-

Anyhow

I am

Very very very normal

The straight couple ever

I am

Normal :) i am very normal

Jack and Einin...

The female is Einin and belonga to my friend :0 @camping-with-monsters

I am

NORMAL.

Sky, children of the light :)

Pikmin! Jack is.. yellopikmn..

Welcome Home :)!

[featherpcnned]

There was once a creation, named Einin.

In all senses of the word, it was perfect. Finely crafted magic circuits, a nigh bottomless mana core, high Master aptitude, and the knowledge of all the spells their creators knew installed in their brain. All to fulfill a purpose that would soon be rescinded. Einin's creators were soon expecting a child. They would name the child Linnet, and Linnet would be named the sole heir. The purpose Einin was built for. But so much work had been put into Einin, disposing of the creation would be a waste of all their resources.

And so it would be that Einin became Linnet's caretaker. And the creation would watch over the child, watching her grow until she came of age. The time was ripe for the family's tradition. Every generation they would fight within themselves for the right to succeed. Victors would be named the main family, and all others would become its branches. As a creation of the current main family, the details of Einin's parameters became clear. All the resources put into it...no mere branch family would be allowed such luxuries.

A grail war would be held, it was decided long ago. Only the victors had any right to call themselves the main family, it appeared. As Einin was technically considered a member of their family, it too would participate.

...'It'. That's right, wasn't it? In a mage's eyes, Einin was merely an object, wasn't it? Despite their appearance, never once did Einin's creators refer to them as 'her'. Merely 'It'. And she can clearly still remember the first time Linnet called her...'her'.

"Evelyn!! Let her go, Assassin! Let her- No!!"

'Evelyn...' Einin liked the sound of that, in Linnet's voice. Would that she could have heard it sooner. In more favorable circumstances. And as her vision began to fade, the heart of a homunculus in this Assassin's hand, she could feel herself smiling.

There once was a girl, called Evelyn...

[aletraidi]

Lauantaina Turussa järjestetään Sarjisfestarit ja ollaan siellä Einin ja @lurkkija kanssa taidekujalla myymässä sarjakuvia ja muuta kivaa!

[feathersinning]

listen i dont gush about my ocs often but i love everything i thought up with Evelyn Hayes. She didn’t even start with a family name, only referred to as Einin by her creators and their daughter. Made just because they had failed to make an heir so many times, only allowed to continue existing from all the work they had sunk into her. Even had her heart ripped out and ceased to be, a miracle that she was able to come back at all. And yet she holds no hate in her heart, and just wants to continue to be and see the world with her newfound freedom. Seen as part of the family by her ‘sister‘ and ‘cousins‘, given a real name, and given the love she was always worthy of.

also she got da booty

[camping-with-monsters]

Hey! It’s Mermay!

While these weren’t made specifically for Mermay, there’s really no better time to post them! As a “for fun” thing, I’ve been designing merfolk versions of several of the “Tags of Whistlegrimm” characters, more specifically for an AU. Apologies for these not all being colored, haven’t gotten around to that for everyone yet!

Not pictured is that Cinder has an alternate design with what’s essentially an artificially crafted lower half of her body after she’s attacked and gets her bottom half completely ripped off… how she survives it is up for debate— boils down to being discovered in time after the fact.

The idea is that some have varying levels of “humanity” which just means like… how “human” the human halves are. Einin has the closest human half, Robin as well to an extent. Snowie not so much but I will say she retained her hair lmao.

This kinda works along some kind of “Merfolk Sanctuary” type idea where they’re all at the same rehabilitation center for different reasons. Some of those reasons just not pictured here right now.

[drauphemir]

[ artist @ dA ] [ artist @ TWT ] [ artist @ IG ]

Art: KatyaHam Class: Commission @ Discord Characters: Einin Connell © Oceannist

// 04.2024

[starsallalight]

@starstcff : Éamon & Mary

mary wasn’t sure what she thought of him enjoying the same poetry as her.    and reciting it so well;   he wasn’t another gentlemen who decorated a few lines in order to impress a lady   (   and he’d certainly not waste such material on her   ).    the way his mouth formed around each word betrayed a deep familiarity with the work.    “    it has provided me a peak into a world i have never visited.    ”

“     i’m partial to ‘to a louse’ myself.    ”

“    she was insistent i rest,    ”    neither lady seemed to quite understand, or simply they preferred to pretend they didn’t, that it was her job to accompany them.    whether she was well-rested, something never was, was inconsequential.     it was actually part of the description of both of the jobs she was performing:   detective mary quinn and spinster mary frame both were meant to stay close to susan and keep an eye out for greedy-eyed men like the count.

her objections had been noted.   and ignored.    “    besides,    ”     she tilted her head towards the window,    “     they are close.    ”     the addition was quite unnecessary, and a bad idea in the overall scheme of things, but the idea of éamon thinking she was doing a job rattled her.    “    our precious susan is well-looked after.    ”

“    i believe the gentlemen aren’t present at the moment.   do you wish to leave a note with me?    ”

Éamon couldn't help but chuckle. In a way, he'd expected the answer, and yet in another, it still surprised him. "That's my sister's favorite as well." He admitted, so that Miss Frame wouldn't think him to be making fun of her. "I think the two of you would get on swimmingly. Perhaps when she and her husband arrive from Dublin, I might introduce you?"

A similar taste in poetry aside, the Duke truly believed that Mary and Einin would get along. Perhaps even better than Mary did with Susan and Lucy. As much as he loved the whole family, he couldn't deny that Peter, Su, Ed, and Lu were... Well, sheltered. They never really had to experience the outside world, nor face its cruelty. But he and Einin, being Irish, had. And somehow, just by a glance, he could tell that Miss Frame knew it too. More than she let on.

Pulled out of his musings by her question, Éamon's face fell. Oh... She thought he was looking for Peter and Edmund. Perhaps this had been a bad idea... Adjusting his coat, he licked his lips and glanced away for a moment.

"No. No that won't be necessary. It wasn't Peter, Susan, Edmund, or Lucy I came to see..."

He thought that that had been clear. But it seemed he was wrong.

[menthum-mint]

Hey wtf this isnt the average Ruth oc™️

Yeah :) it isn't, because the tropes ain't mine!

A friend of mine pitched the idea that we could challenge ourselves to take very common and reoccurring traits and aspects of one another's characters and make our own from it!

So, looking at theirs, I took away soft and fluffy, human but not exactly human entirely, funky eye design, wings, horns, and tail.

And here is Dalama.

Dalama is a girl who reaches abouuuuttt early 20s regarding age, and is constsntly clinging to her tail for comfort, but also out of keeping it away from some who'd pull it to hurt her. Her wings are of course practical for flying, but they tend to flap about when she's excited, expressing thinga greatly through body language. The fluff around her neck is part of her rather than just an accessory. Her fore arms and lower legs carry this same trait, but are always covered.

To go more in depth, I practically took a good look at our boy Cyrmic Danderdilly and plucked away the soft plush aspects and incorporated them onto Dalama. Her shirt and all sortttt of stems from Einin 🥺 and.. uh. Indirectly daisy though that isn't a good person to pick from.

Regardless. Carrying on, many also possessed wings and Horns (looking at Cyrmic again for the horns) and of course once more, Cyrmic's tails.. But only Tail here. Many of the characters also tends to own intricate eyes wether they'd be buttons, no eyes at all, multiple, or just very peculiar for humans.

Her legs are ended as hooves.... uh..

If you can't tell who really inspired her at this point then uh, don't @ me, perish/JJJJJ

Her personality sort of... Kind of screams neurodivergent/lh/pos

I think I partially exuded my own hyper side to her and gave her the gift of being cool/gen

Her best friend happens to be my friend's interpretation of the traits I have :)! She also chirrups between her words like a hiccup, and it canonically sounds much like a budgie...

Anyhow.. I dunno what else to write but :) yeagh.. here's.. uegah... hehehe...

OI HEADS UP. @camping-with-monsters

[krnchy-png]

woohoo oc drop!! this is Einin, a small and stubby sea otter!

(press the image for better quality lol)

[gameforestdach]

Warhaven, das kostenlose mittelalterliche Fantasy-PvP-Spiel von Nexon, hat gerade sein Veröffentlichungsdatum auf der Veranstaltung Gamescom Opening Night Live angekündigt. In einem brandneuen Trailer wurde der mächtige Charakter Blade vorgestellt und heizt die Vorfreude bei Fans von Fantasy-Kampfspielen an. Das fantastische Abenteuer, das nur für den PC verfügbar ist und in der Welt von Herarth spielt, verspricht ein aufregendes Spielerlebnis für alle, die Magie und Nahkampf lieben. • Nexon gibt Warhavens Veröffentlichungsdatum mit dem 21. September bekannt • Der Gamescom-Trailer stellt den Charakter Blade vor und präsentiert seine Kraft und Fähigkeiten • Es wurden keine Details zu einer Konsolenversion des Spiels veröffentlicht; es wird über Steam für den PC verfügbar sein • Warhaven hatte vor der Ankündigung des Veröffentlichungsdatums Beta-Tests durchlaufenSieh dir die vollständige Veranstaltung von Gamescom Opening Night Live hier an.Tauche tiefer in Warhavens Welt von Herarth einIn der komplexen Welt von Herarth ermöglicht es Warhaven den Spielern, Magie und eine Vielzahl von Nahkampfwaffen einzusetzen, um in intensiven Kämpfen zu bestehen. Die Fantasy-Umgebung, die unvergleichliche Charakterentwicklung und die fesselnden Gameplay-Mechaniken tragen allesamt zu einem Spielerlebnis bei, das bei Fans des Genres sicherlich Anklang finden wird. Das Spiel scheint Grenzen zu überschreiten und verspricht eine Spielumgebung mit atemberaubenden visuellen Effekten, epischen Schlachtfeldern und faszinierenden Hintergrundgeschichten der Charaktere.Blade: Eine Macht, mit der man rechnen mussDer Gamescom-Trailer hinterließ einen bleibenden Eindruck, als er den Charakter Blade vorstellte, einen beeindruckenden Player in der Welt von Warhaven. Seine Fähigkeiten, die mit beeindruckenden magischen und Nahkampffähigkeiten gespickt sind, verdeutlichen die Tiefe der Charakterentwicklung in Warhaven. Über Blades Hintergrund ist nicht viel bekannt, aber seine Enthüllung hebt definitiv die Hingabe der Spieleentwickler an die Schaffung komplexer und interessanter Charaktere hervor.Die Auswirkungen von Warhaven auf das Fantasy-Kampf-GenreAnhand der aufregenden Enthüllung und der Tatsache, dass es sich um ein Produkt von Nexon handelt, einem Studio, das für seine MMORPGs bekannt ist, wird Warhavens bevorstehendes Debüt zweifellos für Furore in den Reichen der Fantasy-Kampfspiele sorgen. Die Fans dieses Genres reagieren bisher positiv und erzeugen eine Aufregung in der Gaming-Community sowie hohe Erwartungen an die Auswirkungen des Spiels.Fazit und AusblickWährend wir gespannt darauf warten, dass sich im September die Tore von Herarth öffnen, gibt es noch viele offene Fragen. Wie wird das Spiel den Erwartungen gerecht werden? Wird es seinen Platz unter den Großen des Genres einnehmen? Angesichts seines beeindruckenden Trailers und der starken Unterstützung von Nexon scheint Warhaven bereits darauf ausgerichtet zu sein, die Welt der Fantasy-Kampfspiele aufzuwühlen. Macht euch bereit, Gamer, die Magie und der Nahkampf kommen. Teilt gerne eure Gedanken, Erwartungen und Vorhersagen zu Warhaven unten mit.

[proseirpina]

the fic has been found 🫡🫡 the lovely author of the fic is @ceara-einin, who actually found my original post and commented, and it's called "what grows cannot be splintered" and i left off in chapter 67!! go give them some love because their writing is so so good and wonderful and deserves all the praise 🩷

i need to find a prince caspian fanfic but i don't remember the name or where i read it. all i remember is that the female character was a maid and she was friends with caspian or slowly became friends with him, she was sort of involved with a soldier but he was an asshole and caspian moved him away from the castle and she and caspian eventually fall in love but his uncle was interfering or something and they separate, i don't remember very well and then i think the war happens and she becomes a warrior or something and caspian goes on his journey and meets lilliandil and thinks about marrying her and they talk about the stars. that's all i remember 😔��� please help me because i never finished reading it