#Toon: Renwil

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6. a song that makes my muse want to dance [For any or all muses you want to answer for!]

Music meme - accepting - specify toon!

Hmm...honestly, this one is hard! None of my toons are exactly dancers, or music enthusiasts who are around any sort of dancing or anything. If anyone HAD a song...Hm. Probably Renwil!

And yes, it’s gonna be a country song. I Like It, I Love It, by Tim McGraw

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I really like pride and I have a lot of character to draw so I GOT ANOTHER ONE OUT TODAY.

Renwil and Fae, Disaster bi’s. Renwil is Bisexual, and Fae is Bisexual / Grey-asexual. 

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Ren 7. At the park

Whumpy drabbles

H - Exhaustion - 7 - At the Park

Toon - Renwil

Sweat is slick upon his bared and tattooed chest; the Illidari hunched at the knees as hissing breath slithers out from between his teeth. Each exhale near burns his own tongue, the heat in his body flared to dramatics as his scale-coated skin glimmers red and tattoos near a matching color flare and pulse in rhythm. Renwil’s throat burns, the next bout of breaths wracked with airy coughs when he straightens his back to stand and swipe salty sweat from his forehead, that same hand shaken out with droplets splattering. 

“Gah...c’mon, Ren, you can do better than that ya wuss.”

He had to admit, he’d taken it easy since the campaign on Argus--...well, easy was giving himself too much credit. He’d gotten lazy. Daily workouts were a thing of the past, nightly jogging even less so now, and eating habits? Hah, that was a whole different issue. Sure, the heat in his body ran like a furnace, burning calories with little try, but it didn��t keep up muscle nor stamina, that was for certain. 

The Illidari thought a run would do him good, that pushing himself would be the best to get him back into rhythm--and yet, there he was, hunched under the shade of a tree in the midst of a public park and choking on his own tongue when attempting to catch his breath. Oh, how the demonic had fallen. Another bout of coughing against a coiled fist, and once his body had fully stopped its movement--the ground was close. A sway forward, back, and then his rump hits the dirt; and despite that dull, pulsing ache in dehydrated veins, a twinge of relief came once off his feet. 

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Renwil uses his demon form to appear taller.

No, he doesn’t go full out, he only transforms his legs.

Short idiot with demon legs feels threatened by tall people.

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@aprildrawing Day #5: Hair

For a quick warm-up today, I used Renwil, and his beautiful red hair.

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‘ time for your medicine. ’ ((asshole demon son plz))

illness and injury starters - accepting

“Only if’n by medicine ya mean y’er dick; otherwise I ain’t swallowin’ that off-flavored grape shit.”

Renwil hisses, nose wrinkled up much like a disobedient child, and even his chin turns away in ignorance to the offered medication. He was an Illidari--he didn’t get sick; but that didn’t deny the odd scratch in the back of his throat or the pressure in his sinuses, nor the fever heating up his already abnormally warm temperature. Clearly, he ate something he shouldn’t have, and that is what he’d chalk it up to be. 

“Or, if’n I get ‘ta drink it outt’a y’er mouth.”

Lips quirk with a bare of large fangs, the redhead slooowly turning those fiery eyes upwards toward the Kaldorei. To him, this was a game that he likely wouldn’t win.

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"I hope you're feeling better." - For asshole demon son

The Wyrmtongue audibly sniffs, nose jutted into the air as if a predator catching a whiff of prey; but despite the quickened, animalistic sense, jagged teeth begin to bare in a broad, near joyous smile.

“--N’aw, was the big guy worried ‘bout ‘lil ol’ me? How sweet! I’m jus’ plum tickled.”Renwil breathes out, laughter hissed between his teeth, and he slinks up to the Kaldorei and near nuzzles under his chin akin to a mewling kitten. “Ain’t no nasty bug gon’ keep me down; I literally eat garbage for breakfast.”

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I used Renwil to do a messy color test, so...enjoy.

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Yeah hi I’ve been making RWBY aus for some of my character cause I’m weak. Here is Renwil as a Thorny Devil Faunus, not much different in his design tbh

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I’ve been thinking about Illidari blushing, and I think it to be some sort of muddy green/red fight me. So have a quick Ren being embarrassed by his girlfriend probably. 

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A stinky demon boy.

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I title this none: :3

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So @autumnspyre tagged me in this, which I’ve actually touched down a tiny bit on once. But now I’ll talk a little more in-depth about modern (Well, 1990′s) AU.

Armiin would be French, and he would work with Search and Rescue that goes out into the forests to retrieve lost people/bodies/etc... it’s a little surprising just HOW comfortable the man seems in the thick of the woods at midnight, given he can barely speak to his co-workers let alone actually socialize with them off the job. But spooky, scary, forests at night? Nah, he’s cool, ready to go. Somehow manages to get roped up into going to pride-parades and rallies by his boyfriend, Leandro; he’s terrified every time but it’s worth it. 

Itzen would be American, unsure of where exactly he’d live, but really the only route for him is a fucking serial killer. Maybe just works some crappy market job to make money and bring it back home to his Mother. Don’t know whether he’d get caught or off himself when he knows his trail is being tracked. 

Erengyl would be Irish, but he’d live in the states, and work with early robotics/engineering/prosthetic, try and make a name for himself in the field and do some good in his work. Despite the money he’d make, he still lives at home with his adoptive Dad, Kortin, who lets be real, would be a local-sheriff of whatever town they’re in. And yes, he still has like twelve cats. 

Renwil--...man, who knows. He’s probably some scumbag in a biker gang who isn’t actually really that scummy, he just has a temper, but overall he’s actually fairly friendly and kind of breaks the ‘tough, scary biker’ stereotype, that is, if you haven’t pissed him off, of course. Whatever money he manages to make on the road, most of it is sent home to his Sister. Oh, yeah, and he’d be as southern as southern could be. 

I have too many toons to do them all but I guess these are the main guys. 

Should I tag more people to like, make this a thing? Uh. @wonderbout (Cause idk who to pick in specifics), @thefuckingsun, @loveherdekay, @ironleaf, @kintsukuroi-creations, and anyone else who sees this and wants to do it. 

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Send me “✒︎” for a random, dumb, pointless fact about my muse.

You didn’t specify so you get Eren and Renwil

Eren:

Is covered in cat hair literally all the time. It’s in his clothes and his armor and it’s never coming out. 

Cannot sing for the life of him but that doesn’t stop him from singing at the top of his lungs while working at home, alone or not. 

Once was given ten gold to eat a caterpillar but instead took it home, giving it a little place until it turned into a butterfly, then screamed when it was a huge ass moth and the cats started chasing it in a herd. 

Built all the furniture in his house himself. 

Renwil: 

Is able to stick his own tongue in his nose.

Once got really drunk back at the Black Temple, got sick all over the courtyard, and blamed it on Ermis despite the fact he was laying in his own vomit. 

Has crafted all the jewelry he wears himself from scavenged gold and coins he’s picked up from who knows where. 

Once ate soap because he wanted to know if he could ‘burp bubbles’, he didn’t, blamed it on the type of soap, and will still eat other soap to try.  

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Inhales deeply.

I spent three hours of my life, turning Renwil into this. I regret nothing. 

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“Sometimes people don’t make it, but THAT’S WAR! Get over it, and learn ‘ta live with it!”

Inspired from an RP the other night where Renwil lost his shit for a hot minute.