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.

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”🫶

a tharya addition (partially for @kiir-do-faal-rahhe hehe) ((cw: alcoholism, and ED))

tharya's body has changed a bit over the years (both irl years, and years in-fic) on par w miraak, i think, who was essentially locked in bodily stasis in apocrypha. she's a very average normal weight and body type, but the war and alcoholism changed her. she basically starved almost to death during the civil war, lost a TON of body fat and weight, and it was hard to regain - esp when she was traveling a ton, not settled, eating only what she had and never carrying surplus. for that reason the civil war has changed her body and how it stores fat; her weight fluctuates quite easily (which worries miraak) but six years after the war she IS healthy. she's healthy and gained good weight and is eating well :^) but still the mental and physical repercussions of starving in fort snowhawk and almost freezing to death i think will stick with her forever, and it changed her physically.

it helps because miraak eats a lot (which he is very self conscious of, except around her), so she had to feed herself and also him well enough as opposed to living off the bare minimum. i like to think her legs and stomach (she has more lower body strength than upper) are a lot more healthy looking and full and strong now that she's safe from the war and largely sworn off drinking, and she's getting some more weight in her Boobs which, as CEO of the itbc, makes her a little happy🥳.

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)

I'm not sure how you'll take this but when I was reblogging hircine art from you, I misread daedric prince hircine as daddy prince hircine and got concerned for your fanfic

PLEAAAASE THIS IS MAKING ME CRACK UP IN THE DINING HALL- we will NOT be smashing hircine in this fic!!!!! so far the only prince we've smashed (non-canonically) is SANGUINE. he feels most smashable. the only thing to be smashed in this fic is hircine's stupid FACE 🔛🔝☝🤓

OMFG WHAT‼️‼️‼️ i should've remembered bc i saw a post about white day and i know his bday is on white day😩 HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE MOST AMAZING DILF SIDE CHARACTER WHO WILL HOPEFULLY BE RELEVANT TO THE ENDGAME PLOT🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏💖

It’s Smoker’s birthday y’all!!!

I love him so so so so so much 🫡

My friend asked me how many people on tumblr really watch Star Trek on a regular basis.

Reblog for Star Trek.

Ignore for a soul-crushing sense of being alone in the universe.