Welcome to the league of Draven

Right so this semester I’d like to actually make a bit of an income off of my art, and writing ability. So I am reopening commissions as the last few commissions I have yet to do wind down! With my improving ability I am also bumping up prices the tiniest of bit, seeing as the last profits I made barely made me through the year. 

Okay! Here we go! Please PM me on THIS TUMBLR or email me at [email protected] - This email is also the same as my paypal

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Nervously approaches Draven holding a letter.

Ex-excuse me, Draven? I don’t mean to bother you.

Slowly extends the letter towards him with a shaking hand.

It’s nothing much and you’re probably really busy, but if you have a moment I wanted to give you something.

The letter reads:

Dear Draven [@thelegodraven],

I’m sure you get mail from your fans all the time, but I wanted to really say thank you for being so kind and helpful to me. Being honest, at first I was afraid to message you. I think I re-read my message over fifty times before I finally sent it. With Draven being perfection and all, you could have easily ignored me. Instead, you chose to answer my questions in detail and even offered to help me get started with my blog once I have it up and running! It’s embarrassing to admit but your small action had really made my bad day turn around and brought my smile back to my face.

I know I’m only one out of many of your fans [followers] and I’m sorry I cannot offer much but my adoration for you. I’m not really all that important in the grand scheme of things compared to your fame and popularity, but you sure did make me feel like I wasn’t invisible for the first time in a long time. Being said, please keep your head up and keep smiling Executioner, know that you have another admirer looking up to you!

Sincerely,

ElissaAnhKonda

I swear she’s such a cinnamon roll.

I am always glad and willing to help, you’re so kind and your art is absolutely gorgeous! Thank you SO much for this, I think you’re a great friend, even if you had not done this I consider you to be a very amazing person to talk to! I just-

I’M HERE SMILING SO MUCH AT THE SCREEN.

I decided to start drawing again… I have never had any formal training so I am a bit nervous in sharing my art.. especially with the internet and my followers. I decided to make slightly smaller copies of the original which I am then hand coloring each one individually before I plan on getting them laminated and handing out to my friends as gifts!

Did…

Did he, Draaaaven, Noxus’ Glorious Executioner,  just ask him, the lowly aspect, out to dinner?

…Was Taric just daydreaming again?

No matter what was happening, Taric didn’t care. He was going to treat Draven to a great meal. A wonderful one. If he may be so bold, one befitting of royalty, even - if only he could think of somewhere like that to bring him. Breathing a sigh of relief and smiling, he attempted to shun away the previous guilt and self-hatred Taric harbored within himself. 

“A meal, eh? I don’t have much, but I’m sure I have enough to buy you something nice.”

 Attempting to socialize properly with this diva, Taric continued to speak. He wouldn’t want to disappoint Draven again, after all. 

The executioner just stared at the aspect with an eyebrow raised. Wondering what was going through his mind for a split moment before smirking. The Noxian did want to get some dinner and considering Taric had done so poorly before while trying to get his hair ‘better’, it was the less that he could do for the executioner.

❝ Draven isn’t exceedingly picky with his food... But ya know, a good meal from time to time isn’t bad at all now. Is it? ❞    

The Noxian looked around before looking back at Taric. Of course, he would expect this time the Targonian would come up with some nice meal...

After some seconds, he let go and stared at Seryn for a moment with a cocky smirk.

❝ Now that was a kiss right there, Seryn~ ❞

He would keep brushing that white hair of his with curiosity.

Draven was expecting a new prisoner to come soon, he had been called to take care of the prisoners for some time… But he did not expect her to be there. What was she doing anyways in Noxus? It had been a long time since she last went there and… Got captured.

❝ Artica… What the fuck are you doing here? ❞    

He raised an eyebrow as he awaited for her response.

She looked at the guards beside her who stared at her with a dumbfounded looking

He facepalmed and stared at her for a while.

❝ Guess it can’t be helped. Let her go. ❞

The guards looked at each other and then back at Draven. Then they pulled the keys and freed her from her cell and the handcuffs. He had enough authority to do such a thing.

Draven walked into the cell and looked at her.

// Has this been done before? Oh well.