#oc eve
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
butts-art · 2 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
11 notes · View notes
oristendir · 10 months ago
Text
I haven't posted in a while, but I'm working on this twst oc fic (working is a very loose term because it's all in my head and I'm struggling to write anything down), so I thought I'd post an little snippet of it here.
For context, my OC is named Eve Stirling. He reincarnated from a fantasy world that had it's own magic. Backstory wise, he was an orphan on the streets who was picked up by a noble and trained to be a bodyguard/ personal attendant. The noble turned out to be the 'villain' of the story (not that anybody knows that), but Eve was extremely devoted to him, called him Master, blah blah blah. Long story short, the 'villain' got defeated and killed by the worlds hero, and despite Eve's best efforts, the hero's part did not kill him out of misguided assumptions of innocence. Ultimately, Eve died after avenging his master, and reincarnated into TWST, where he becomes a painter (only so that he can make portraits of his Master), and is desperately trying to find a way to bring his Master back to life in this world, or travel back to his original world to revive him there. He get's placed into Pomefiore during the sorting (not rlly important here but it felt right that you know)
The snippet takes place during the Scarabia chapter. Eve is commissioned by Kalim to make him a painting that captures Scrabia's essence (kalim's words, not mine lmfao).
Lotta backstory, but I feel like it's necessary lol. The snippet is under the cut!
-----------
“Can I help you, Mr. Viper?” he asks without turning around.
“Ah, yes.” Viper coughs lightly, “My apologies, but I have a request.”
Eve finishes the stroke and gently wipes his paintbrush before setting it down. Truly, what Viper thinks important enough to interrupt him after being specifically asked not to, he doesn’t know. 
“What is it?” he turns around and startles at how close Viper is standing. He didn’t even hear him approach.
What on earth…?
“There’s something in your eye. Let me get it out for you.” Viper reaches up and gently brings Eve’s face down level with his own. Their eyes lock.
The world turns black.
-
“The one you see reflected in your eyes is your master. Answer me when I ask. Bow when I command. Snake Whisper.”
-
Stirling falls, which is an unusual reaction in and of itself.
Jamil glances down at the prone form on the ground and crouches to check his pulse. He’s not dead… surely… it would be quite the hassle if Sterling did die right now, considering numerous people are interested in his well being.
No, the pulse is still strong. Not dead, thankfully. But still unconscious.
“Of all the troublesome reactions…” Jamil mutters as he drags the other man onto the bed. “You just had to faint, didn’t you? What kind of weak…”
Jamil cuts himself off as Sterling begins to shift. He prepares to knock the other man out at any sign of trouble. He can’t afford to have any unknown variables appear at this stage of his plan.
Sterling groans and sits up, clutching at his head.
Abnormal reaction. The spell didn’t work.
Why, exactly, the spell didn’t work is a mystery for another time, when Jamil’s entire life goal is not about to be shattered into pieces. He moves to grab his magic pen, only to freeze when Sterling snaps his head over. He stares at Jamil. Jamil stares back. Sterling’s face begins to flush, and the look in his eyes as he gazes at Jamil…
It’s almost reverent. A gaze of love, devotion, loyalty, relief; everything the Asim family has ever expected of Jamil, packed hypnotically in eyes so deep, Jamil almost drowns in them.
He feels like a god under that gaze.
Sterling opens his mouth, face flushing. His voice comes out wispy and faint, barley making a noise. The words seem to come out almost involuntarily, the way they push so lightly past his lips, hanging in the air with all the weight of the world.
“... Master…?”
-
Eve wakes up dazed, head pounding, staring up at the ceiling of his temporary room in Scarabia. He sits up, groaning and clutches his head as his headache intensifies. He feels the same as he did back when he trained against Master, body battered and aching. 
He grips his head tighter, and then freezes as the presence next to him makes itself known.
That aura…
Eve whips his head around, disbelieving and nearly breaks down.
A man sits next to him, glorious as the day Eve saw him last. Black hair perfectly straight, falling like silk strands around a strong form; skin pale and scarred from battle, stretched perfectly across sharp features; eyes red like the rubies inlaid upon his crown. A man sits next to him, staring down at him with amusement.
Eve could cry. 
My God, My World, My Everything..!
My-
The image flashes briefly, pale skin turning tan, sharp features turning sly, before it settles back into place. Eve’s eyes white out in pain.
“...Master…?”
29 notes · View notes
discourteouscuttlefish · 1 year ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
I got some funky new procreate brushes so like of course time to test with an Eve
11 notes · View notes
teamfortress2yaoi · 11 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
eve the bat sketch
6 notes · View notes
slightlydeadghost · 2 years ago
Text
Tumblr media
What the dog doin?
8 notes · View notes
thefangdomcryptid · 8 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
1 note · View note
tk-sketches · 11 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
a quickie to say happy new years!! ⭐ they're based on those fireworks LED lights
5K notes · View notes
wingstobetorn · 2 years ago
Text
Actually, I imagine Eve and Travis' dynamic being similar to Amanda and Wooly's
1 note · View note
ruddyhotelau · 4 months ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
bunch of GuitarHarp doodles
Adam is Eve's no.1 simp
1K notes · View notes
beazzlebug · 8 months ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
I made this instead of getting stuff done. Have a poly Eve headcanon!
2K notes · View notes
gothtarrare · 7 months ago
Text
ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!!!
We, collectively as a society, NEED to return to making weird freak ass goth girls and overall weird girl characters!!!
We must return to the age of drawing weird little girls with knives and edgy sayings that belong on a 90s Hot Topic shirt!!!
THESE ARE THE TYPES OF OCS I WANT TO SEE FROM NOW ON, DAMNIT!!!!
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
I WANT TO SEE BLINGEE STYLE GIFS OF SAID OCS ON YOUR BLOG LIKE ITS YOUR FUCKING 2005 MYSPACE PAGE, GOD DAMNIT!!!
🗣🗣🗣AND YALL BETTER BE DESIGNING MERCH FOR YOUR WEIRD GIRL OCS TOO EVEN IF YOU AREN'T GONNA EVER MAKE SAID MERCH TRUST ME ITS FUN!!!🗣🗣🗣
2K notes · View notes
crazygnomenclature · 2 months ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
778 notes · View notes
discourteouscuttlefish · 1 year ago
Text
Tumblr media
Oh new pride icon, trying something new, Eve is here for gay wrath as well as pride
(Also I am taking pride icon comms and pride lineless comms 🌝 I should probably make a post)
8 notes · View notes
cardo-de-comer · 21 days ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
little demons!! really happy with how I made the model, they look almost exactly how I draw them. also these two... a villain and his sidekick look
Tumblr media Tumblr media
671 notes · View notes
slightlydeadghost · 2 years ago
Text
Tumblr media
YeeHaw
3 notes · View notes
imreadyforascesion · 2 years ago
Text
Tumblr media
1 note · View note