I'm not of the slaves that perish

A Dunmer battlemage who specialized in Conjuration and Restoration. Moved from tuhkakulta-archive Independent rp blog About Tuhka His Companions RPER

[rellamrethan-blog]

It seems I disappeared yet again without saying a word! It’s been eventful year until now and for now it seems my inspiration for rp has disappeared.

I’ll continue being inactive for unknown amount of time, but I won’t delete Rellam’s (or Tuhka’s blog).

If you guys keep wanting to follow me I’m active on my personal Jennartify, where I mostly reblog stuff that interests me, but occasionally I post some art and other stuff. Yay!

If you want to hit me with OC or TES related asks there (or anything really), then go ahead!

See you laterz! 

[tuhkakulta]

Do you still wear hats?

[tuhkakulta]

So uh, if you feel like you can add me to your friends if you want to? To chat or just creepily stalk what happens around there idk. Well anyway you can find me over here.

[tuhkakulta]

I'm back home.))

[tuhkakulta]

Have you considered getting a glass eye that matched your other eye?

[llerynserathis]

((For tuhkakulta!))

[tuhkakulta]

I'll be going to Sweden on monday morning, I'll be there for 11 days, so I probably won't be much around! Though I might try to lurk from time to time, who knows.

Anyway, see you everyone! ♥))

[humusbrick]

"Haha, oh, no I don’t. I just know how to work with oil”, he grins and is secretly beaming with joy behind the other’s back. He praised me! 

The rest of the grooming isn’t difficult as he only has to brush through the locks. He does so with care and when he gets near the roots he shifts to sit on his knees to reach better. The oily strands feel pleasant in his hand which holds each lock that’s being brushed and Humus feels almost wistful because he is soon done. He used the oil sparingly so there isn’t much dripping down to the bed - good. Tuhka’s back, however… The dark-skinned shoulders got a slight sheen from the oil and it looks rather delicious in the dim lighting. Not that Humus would say that out loud, though. 

He finishes the job with brushing the Dunmer’s hair from the roots to the top and then sits back to admire the result. 

"It would probably do some good for your hair if you left the oil in it for a little bit longer", he says thoughtfully. "It was so dry. But anyway, I’m done now! Thank you for letting me." The wide smile on his face can be heard from his voice. 

[tuhkakulta]

'Mhmm' Tuhka mumbles a little and stretches his shoulders and back straight. He let his finger slide through his hair lightly, now this is nice, it'd been a while since he could do that. The Dunmer reminded himself to try to take better care of his hair for now.

"Thank you, it feels good now." He stood up and stretched again. Thankfully the oil wasn't dripping, his back felt a lil soft from it though.

"Do you have a towel to borrow? I'd rather not ruin my shirt now that the ordeal is over." He asked plainly.

[humusbrick]

The Bosmer’s shoulders relax and he lets out a breath he was holding. It scared him for a moment to think that Tuhka could get angry at him - they were doing so well. But the danger passed and Humus is glad to know that the Dunmer’s scalp can handle a little tugging. 

"Oh good", he smiles, "I will." 

He continues doing his job and the rest of the knots are opened with no more yanking accidents. It takes time, sure, but Humus enjoys it all the same. When the coal black hair is free from the knots Humus takes the brush and starts brushing the oily hair, carefully from the top to the roots. He’s not even halfway there but already feels incredibly proud of his hands’ work. 

"Oh, Tuhka! Your hair will look phenomenal when I’m done!” 

[tuhkakulta]

"My hair will be the envy of many, I'm sure." He answered with a sarcastic tone. The Dunmer got to admit though that Humus was doing well, his hair felt good as well.

"You're doing surprisingly well, are you sure you don't do this on daily basis?"

[humusbrick]

Humus’ sensitive Bosmer ears catch the soft tone as easily as he dips his fingertips in the oil and he feels almost giddy. Tuhka has never, ever used such a tone of voice with him and it feels good. 

"Yes, I figured", he hems and starts with the lowest knot, gently trying to untangle it. The oil helps, makes the hairs slicker and not so god darned dry and the first knot opens. Happy of his success, Humus continues onto the others. Some are harder than others but he’s determined. The higher he goes he has to be more careful so he won’t painfully tug on Tuhka’s hair… but accidents happen. His oily grip slips on the lock of hair he is treating and he yanks it as his fingers get tangled in one of the knots. 

"Oh no, I’m sorry! Does it hurt? I swear, I’ll be more careful from now on-" 

[tuhkakulta]

Tuhka leaned on his hand lightly, closing his eyes. Even though some knots were more stubborn than others, it still felt quite pleasant.

Still, the Dunmer was aware of what kind of shape his hair is in, so he was expecting accidents. When the yank came he grunted a little as he felt the pull in the roots of his hair. He turned his look at the Bosmer.

"Calm down, it'd take more than this to hurt me so there's no need for the fuss. It's fine so just continue, carefully." He turned his face to the other direction again.

[tuhkakulta]

Will you marry me?

[humusbrick]

It would be an outright lie to say that the Bosmer isn’t excited to see some more of the older mer’s skin - but he certainly wasn’t prepared at the mauled sight that is Tuhka’s back. 

He isn’t frightened or disgusted, though. Scars have always beared that certain charm for him and the first thing Humus does is move some of the hair out of the way and touch the skin with his fingertips - quietly, as if mesmerised by the beauty of it. He had had no idea Tuhka carried such burdens with him and to be honest, it now makes sense to him why the Dunmer is always so cold. Something like the scars he now traces with his fingers surely leave a mark in one’s soul. 

"I’m not frightened", Humus says with an almost gentle voice and then chuckles, "you wear them well." 

He rolls up his sleeves and nonchalantly takes a knotty flock of black hair into his grasp, as if he didn’t just exceed his boundaries by touching Tuhka’s back. He brushes through, or at least tries, the hair with his fingers and mentally preps himself for the challenge. 

[tuhkakulta]

Tuhka felt shivers run up his back when he felt Humus' fingers brush against his back. He only slightly turned his gaze so that he could see the Bosmer in the corner of his eye, 'you wear them well', huh.

Even though Humus took the initiative and touched the scars without a warning, the Dunmer wasn't bothered. It had been a long time since anyone had the chance to get in such close contact with Tuhka, but this wasn't entirely strange. It felt like some old feelings were surfaced... from back then when everything was different.

Tuhka sighed with a small smile, "You probably need to use your fingers first to open some of the knots." He said, surprisingly softly.

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[tuhkakulta]

Are there any of your students who far surpass the class?

Meme / Five truths

In pragmatic use of Conjuration? Because that’s what I mostly show ‘my’ students.

The thing is that I haven’t been teaching in a while, I’m on a… ah, sick leave? Orders by Marence, being a way more experienced Restoration mage than I am.

As for the question, I’m not really supposed to say, but as some sort of magic or maybe even a charm spell compels me to tell the truth…. No, I don’t think any of the students really stick out to me. 

Gestor might know better, I think he works closer with the students than I do.

[tuhkakulta]

Do you think Humus is at least a little bit attractive? ;)

- Meme

For an Bosmer, anyway.

[agingerinthesun-deactivated2014]

For the next five questions my Muse can not tell a lie.

[tuhkakulta]

Abuse this.

Your chance!

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