Some Wip Wednesday!

some wip wednesday!

just wanted to share some of the skyrim project i'm working on :3 hoping to start posting in april (or at least put ch1 up before my ao3 draft dies lmao). open tag for anyone who wants to join, but here are some folks i know may have WIPs of any kind:

@kiir-do-faal-rahhe @helix-studios117 @nuwanders

Suddenly Miraak was below her on the ground, his eyes widening and the stench of fear flooding through his pores as he called her name; he was so distant, so slow. Her saliva slathered over her chin and dripped onto his neck, onto his pulse, quick and warm. She felt dirt push under her nails as she dug her hands into the soft ground on either side of his head - somehow his arm had detached from her, she felt it slip away as her back began to bend and crawl and her skin moved and bubbled and trembled, stretching so thin it turned white, and then a murky brown-grey. 

"Tharya," Miraak whispered, struggling for breath as her face twisted and snarled just above him, as her teeth lengthened and sharpened. "I'm here, elskavin. Don't. I'm here. Your family-" she screamed at him as he spoke, a scream that had a thousand different sounds behind it, augmented chords that pulled and plucked her voice into a gargling roar, and then a guttural howl.

It's so weird writing fanfiction now.

Comments are like unicorns. So rare.

It's a bit disheartening since you can't even get feedback and I don't know if I did okay or not. And I know I got clicks, too since I do get kudos at the very least. But comments hit different, because they can uplift an author the same way a fic lets a reader's imagination soar.

There’s something I need to know, and I’m only like a decade and some change late, so

Extra credit if you specify why in the tags. I’m curious how many people’s preference is tied to the city perks versus the house perks themselves

TOTAL LIE! i can make it a true wip wednesday w something from the unposted fic i'm working on rn 😈 and also some insight into tharya & her body which i have a MILLION headcanons for

"My wife," he murmured like a soft, ritual prayer, kneading her thighs as he kissed her sternum, and despite the heaviness creeping into all sides of her soul she smiled, running her fingers through his dark hair. Tonight, like all nights before and all nights to come, his presence seemed to frighten away some of the deepest shadows lurking in the corners of her vision.

With a long sigh Miraak reached up to caress her hips between his palms, lowering his eyes to the thoughtful circles of his thumbs against the linen. He murmured something to himself in Atmoran that she didn’t ask him to translate, threading her fingers through his thick hair with a soft hum. She gained a little weight over the comfortable winter that he could feel in her hips and breasts, soft weight that was good for both of them; he'd lost some definition too, stronger arms but softer torso. It felt good to relax. He worshipped the layer of winter cushioning over the lean muscle of her legs and the slighter fullness in her breasts and belly, and for her that made even the slightest worry about it vanish.

"My husband," she whispered back, still smiling, as he stood to kiss each of her cheeks delicately.

wip wednesday but not

when i first started writing miraak i kinda gave him a thicc gym boy build. hefty but with abs and all.

now that i've seen the light (and he's been out of apocrypha for 5 yrs, his body has finally changed for the first time in 5000 yrs) i've been giving him a powerlifter build with thick arms/shoulders and TITS and a strong but softer torso. somehow it just genuinely fits him so much better (though it's not like anyone could tell in my writing how different it is) in this way he still occupies a large amount of space and is very physically intimidating, but when he's relaxed he's comfy to hold or snuggle, and when he holds people they get the bonus of his strength and relaxed softness. and i think tharya who really enjoys hugging/holding his waist (which is NOT tiny, this man is a rectangle) bc his shoulders are usually too high would enjoy the little ability to squeeze :3

(his butt is still big and perfect. it will never change, nor will his thighs, which are also big and perfect and strong and)

Miraak Dialogue Starters

“Oh darling, you have no idea how long I have waited to see your face again.”

“What ails you, Dragonborn? Sentimentality? It seems you have grown to enjoy my company.”

“The gods know how long I have lived without you. I do not intend to do so for another minute.” 

“What is your next move, Mal Dov?”

“Please, allow me one more moment before the world tears us apart.” “I would burn it all down for you, my Dragon. I will lay the world at your feet.” 

“Stop trying to fix me - allow me to drag you to hell, the sweet ecstasy of becoming your worst form.” 

“Once I was a terrible and fearsome god. You have softened me, poisoned me with your kindness.” 

“The Greybeards have taught you well, Dragonborn. But I could teach you more. Take my hand, join me.” 

“In this mortal realm, I am under your power.” 

“I would do it all again, ruin my name and waste a hundred lifetimes if only I could return to you.” 

lord of the hunt, hircine