BRIARHEARTS!

A drawing of my nymph OC Lorerei turned into a gif after watching too much of Liam Vickers animation

She's a lovely artsy obsessive airhead that attaches to ppl alarmingy quickly >:3c

pseudowatercolor tre studis

Nibani Maesa, the Farseer - reading from her tea that the Nerevarine is gonna pay her a visit today :3

A Dunmer immigrant in Windhelm.

Gray Quarter is not a dream place to live in. Some may choose to bemoan their existence...

...but Revyn Sadri realized that every city needs an honest used wares merchant with 100% non-stolen goods guaranteed!

If only it wasn't so cold out there!

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This artwork was made for 6 fanarts challenge, requested by some Annonymous.

Idk exacly whose boyfriend I drew, but I hope they are happy :)

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I don't think there's a direct info somewhere in the game that Revyn IS an immigrant, but lots of Dunmer in Windhelm are, so imo it kinda fit together nicely.

Swampy home :)

If there ever was a poll "which Skyrim home do you prefer" I bet that sth like Breezehome or Lakeview Manor would win...

... but I personally would leave my whole life behind and move out to Windstad Manor! Swamp is such a perfect place to bring up your children.

Reading amazing fanfiction, then forgetting to bookmark it

Guys, I just had the best dream ever OwO I dreamt of Nelogg and Tavlas in Tel Mithryn fighting a daedric prince of non-magical technology [doesn't exist in AU but in my dream he was called "Sul" and appeared as a floating fire surrounded by metal particles] . Sul was mad at Nelogg for building a purely magical house that doesn't have any stairs and such. He sailed to Solstheim to defeat him. He took his mechanical, coal-powered ship of a house to pit it against Nelogg's.

He attacked Tel Mithryn with his cannons. But before any of them hit, Nelogg teleported himself to a cave. He puppeteered his giant house to fight back. The ever-growing roots grown between the metal joints, squeezed them, and bent into uselessness. [Tavlas was just standing there astonished and trying not to look particularily uselesss].

Sul knew, that Nelogg has to be hiding somewhere. He sent his tracking missiles to kill him. They penetrated every corridor of the Solstheim's caves. Or so it seemed. But they lost themselves in loops and crashed against each other. Alas, Nelogg's chamber was protected by an illusion. But finally, accidental detonation of one failed missile near the sealed entrance betrayed their whereabouts. They weren't safe any longer.

But Nelogg was ready for his final blow. He teleported a mushroom spore right into the heart of the ship. He focused, and draining all of his power, he made it grow.

So rapidly, that people miles a way witnessed a white supernova. Then a few seconds later shockwave knocked them off their feet.

With this, Sul was finally defeated [well, at least for a year or so]. Solstheim was again sunny and cosy [but also ended up greener than before and had more mushrooms growing there :3 ].

At the end I walked with Tavlas around Solstheim bc there was a surprisingly lot of stray fluffy kittens to admire :3

There are some days in winter when you just need to leave your dignity aside - and protect your sensitive ears and bald head by all means possible.

He's prepared to kill anyone that dares to laugh at him.

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Neloth in a babushka scarf. A friend of mine thought it was a good idea, so if you wish to unsee it - but can't - I'm not the one to blame.

Her name is Willy. She's a healer trainee but she's just a big silly filly :3 Her hobbies include foraging stuff in forest, making tea blends and trying out concerning substances on herself.

let’s settle this shit but do NOT reblog if you’re gonna be modest about it like a little BITCH. anyway privilege check tell me which ones apply to you: hot, funny, can dance, can do math, can spell, can drive, can cook