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You are not alone, dear. I am always here with you.
This.. this is a rare picture that honestly I really need to get more of. gentle Eve.
this one has a fair bit of a story behind it, and it was done as a gift by one of the most amazing people ive met.
MiracleSpectrum and it could be seen as either the "original" Eve and Adam from my old stories.
or
this is the current Eve softpaw, and she is holding someone she cares about incredibly much.
this picture is in essence how Eve was in my eyes when I first met her more than 20 years ago.
she has been with me ever since then. so Id like to think of myself as the little guy.
Thank you so much for making this picture come true!
this one has a fair bit of a story behind it, and it was done as a gift by one of the most amazing people ive met.
MiracleSpectrum and it could be seen as either the "original" Eve and Adam from my old stories.or
this is the current Eve softpaw, and she is holding someone she cares about incredibly much.
this picture is in essence how Eve was in my eyes when I first met her more than 20 years ago.
she has been with me ever since then. so Id like to think of myself as the little guy.
Thank you so much for making this picture come true!
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Even though I absolutely love Eve as the evil, sadistic killer dragoness she is now, seeing contradicting images like this once in a while is nice, and cute. The lovely dragoness caring, loving her little human deeply, doing what she can to keep her little human safe. All the while, everyone else around her is to die a bloody, gruesome end. Her paws are probably all bloody right now, as the upper part of her body shows a different story with the one human she loves. <3
Of course! It's just in Eve's style. >:3 And think how enamoring that type of image that is! You see this dragoness, who looks so loving and caring to the world and the populace... but then you see her paws... and the destroyed city. And all the paw prints and blood. A character you feel for is also one you should call a monster (because she IS... but not completely.) <3
"Oh? Little one, do you consider me a monster? Because for a monster the death of pathetic bugs is something to savor, something to relish and keep.
But for me? I feel nothing when i press my finger upon your fragile form. Your strugles neither concern me nor changs my lack of interest in your demise."
-presses her thumb on his body and starts pressing down.-
"It's so much like a bug." -squish- "No, not a bug... I like bugs, little devils they are." -pop- "I feel nothing when I do this, I hope you understand." -crush- "Get it?" -slow crush- "What's that? I can't hear you." -continues crushing- "Hmmm?" -she feels the flatness of the floor she was pinning him under- "Oh well."
But for me? I feel nothing when i press my finger upon your fragile form. Your strugles neither concern me nor changs my lack of interest in your demise."
-presses her thumb on his body and starts pressing down.-
"It's so much like a bug." -squish- "No, not a bug... I like bugs, little devils they are." -pop- "I feel nothing when I do this, I hope you understand." -crush- "Get it?" -slow crush- "What's that? I can't hear you." -continues crushing- "Hmmm?" -she feels the flatness of the floor she was pinning him under- "Oh well."
The little human stares horrified, as the dragoness slowly, gleefully, takes pleasure in the bug she slowly kills, showing no remorse for her actions. She is a murderer. A clear, horrific murderer, who knows the hundreds, the thousands of lives she has taken are very sentient, were smart... were aware of the pain they were enduring. The little human has nowhere to run, completely surrounded by the debris of the destroyed city. Pawprints filled in blood and remains, while cars, shop windows, everywhere completely covered in the blood of the innocent--the very blood of the innocent that completely coats her paws and toes.
The dragoness approaches him, those bloody toes soon becoming his only visual, before the shadow covers him, the dragoness's hand grabbing for him. He closes his eyes, waiting for his gruesome end. The hand grasps around him and brings him up, and up and up. He cries, thinking his end will be a slow and painful digestion in her stomach. But to his surprise... instead of a wet and dripping maw completely surrounding him... he finds himself pressed against soft, scaly flesh, and the beating of its hard present.
"Don't worry, little human. I've got you. I may be a monster... but not to you."
The dragoness approaches him, those bloody toes soon becoming his only visual, before the shadow covers him, the dragoness's hand grabbing for him. He closes his eyes, waiting for his gruesome end. The hand grasps around him and brings him up, and up and up. He cries, thinking his end will be a slow and painful digestion in her stomach. But to his surprise... instead of a wet and dripping maw completely surrounding him... he finds himself pressed against soft, scaly flesh, and the beating of its hard present.
"Don't worry, little human. I've got you. I may be a monster... but not to you."
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