A Lil Oneshot For The Ides Of March! (not Actually I Wrote This Like...4 Days Ago) A Writethrough Of

a lil oneshot for the ides of march! (not actually i wrote this like...4 days ago) a writethrough of skyrim's opening scene centering my LDB. here's the ao3 description:

On a sweltering summer morning in 4E 201, Tharya of Whiterun is a prisoner of the Empire in the back of a rickety wooden wagon rumbling towards Helgen, where she, the horse thief, and the Stormcloaks captured with her are set to be executed at 10 A.M. Terrified of her fate, Tharya begs the Imperials to let her go free, especially so close to her home city and family. In the face of Tullius' clamor to win the war, Tharya does die that day - just as she will die every four thousand years when she returns to defeat Alduin, riding the sways of Time until the Wheel churns her out again to face the World-Eater til the end of eternity.

i can't tell if i want to be master chief or be with him. is halo about to become a new hyperfixation? my guess is NO but i could be open..........

how do we feel about meatrack with cats (asking for myself)

MIRAAK IS A CAT GUY. i don't think he likes dogs very much at ALL, but he enjoys cats (and possibly other farm animals, esp sheep, which surprises him! i think he occasionally likes to stop and pet animals on the farms they pass while traveling). i actually gave tharya & miraak a vale sabre cat from gelebor during their own timeskip, her name is runa and she is the best🥰 she's huge and has massive teeth so she's good to have around for protection, but also for a long time she was very very tiny kitten and miraak would let her sit in the neckline of his robes while they traveled so she could stay warm and comfy, with just her lil head peeking out. tharya would put a glove or kerchief or something to wrap her & carry her in the bandolier she has so runa could peek out and watch too. she was small for a long while, but then grew very quickly, so now she's large but still young and still wants miraak to carry her around (he tries occasionally).

(edit: i think he also just enjoys little Animals in general. i have a headcanon that while he was a priest on solstheim he had two little sugar-glider-esque pets (native critters to atmora) with him that morokei gifted to him :3)

lord of the hunt, hircine

jesus christ tumblr just told me this blog is 4yrs old. and this is my NEW blog. where am i

i can’t think of any silly caption for this, i just wanted to draw my miraak’s tits. so this is him post-bath.

this piece is dedicated to the person who decided to comment on my fic and say “Bit of a cliche first meet ngl kinda ooc for miraak”🫶