Whats all this fucking realism doing in my fucking fanfics please give me back sparks and explosive kisses please
Let me live in passionate delusion


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Whats all this fucking realism doing in my fucking fanfics please give me back sparks and explosive kisses please
Let me live in passionate delusion
the creation and development of madena is so funny to me
Jum'ah
False Dawn by cosmikaze
fandom || Skyrim rating || M categories || m/m pairings || Rumarin/m!OC genre || romance, action/adventure characters of note || Rumarin, Madena, Erandur, Falion, Movarth Piquine status || 22/22. 111k
A nihilistic Altmer jester gets more than he bargained for after a chance encounter in a snowy ruin turns his life of aimless wandering upside down. One hair-raising mercenary job later and he’s been swept up into a bloody revenge quest that threatens to upend everything he thought he knew about trust, redemption, and what it means to be worthy of love.
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When Blaise remarked that he was impressed with Rumarin’s fluency in the local flora and fauna, he replied, “I’m no expert. I try not to spend too much time in the northeastern holds, for obvious reasons.” He vigorously rubbed his hands together over the fire to try to restore feeling. “You asked good questions yourself— are you some sort of woodsman?”
“I did a lot of hunting and ranging growing up in High Rock,” said Blaise. “I always feel most at home in the wilds.”
“I don’t know what kind of beasties there are in High Rock, but in Skyrim, the wilds have very big teeth,” said Rumarin, looking at him askance.
“Nature is brutal,” said Blaise. “But her cruelty is simple, unlike man’s.”
“Traveling with you is turning out to be quite the melodrama,” Rumarin remarked, rolling his eyes. “’Nature’s cruelty is simple, unlike man’s?’ What are you, a sad monk?”
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Now what is that saying? One cannot have their cake and eat it too? Well, I just ate it. And now I'm sitting here chewing on air trying to get but a taste of it back. Maybe I'll magic the cake back and eat it again, guess that's an option. I'll probably end up doing just that. And then maybe go back and do it again afterward. -- Nihilaris
AAAA okay so I was too engrossed in this to comment thus far, ajshdb, but. This fic is just so incredibly well-done in so many ways. From the pacing of the romance, to the mystery and action, to the way you revealed characters, their emotions and motivations, your writing and dialogue in general, all of it was SO well done, I just. Keep going back to read my favourite parts of this fic, which is why I have not yet finished it ;_;. Blaise is just such a vibrant and interesting character. You've also brought to life some of my favourite characters as well, like Madena and Erandur, and Morthal, being my favourite setting within the game, this fic is just. SUCH a treat, I swear. Thank you so much for writing it. -- The SouthernFalconer
Let me very eloquently and politely preface: hey what the fuck. -- mishsticks
The Bold Type 2x05 "Stride of Pride" Promo - Kat gets the go-ahead to hire her first addition to the social team, but grows frustrated by the lack of diversity in the applicant pool. Jane feels the sting of her freelance financial situation, prompting a challenging conversation with her friends. Sutton leans into the single life, but finds out that it's not so easy.
اللهم صل وسلم وبارك على خير الورى نبينا وحبيبنا وسيدنا محمد وعلى آله وصحبه وسلم تسليما كثيرا
'Cause I need somebody to remember my name After all that I can do for them is done I need someone to remember me
I need something bigger than the sky Hold it in my arms and know it's mine Just how many stars will I need to hang around me To finally get somewhere I can be all done Somewhere like heaven
I got struck with inspiration and motivation today (and by today I mean the wee hours of this morning)! I don’t usually draw backgrounds, and I usually shy away from foreshortening and anatomical things like. hands. and feet. But I had a lot of fun doing this!!! And even though some things look fucked, it’s definitely a step in the right direction, practice-wise :0!!!
So here’s a Madena piece that was technically supposed to be vent art but then became “let’s do whatever tf we want” art.
Do Not Separate Them