#Lucien/Nim

[dirty-bosmer]

Wip Wednesday

Missed a couple of weeks but was recently tagged by @theoneandonlysemla @chiqita @elavoria @captain-of-silvenar @ladytanithia @pocket-vvardvark

Thank you, frens <3 It means so much to be included 🥺 I'm passing the tag along to: @kookaburra1701 @gilgamish @justafoxhound @sylvienerevarine @skyrim-forever @sulphuricgrin @rustyram035 @darcxaosit @madam-whim @silly-little-diary

PhD defense in less than a week, and I've practiced my talk so much that my voice is hoarse!! Taking the rest of the evening off to read and write. Here is a snip from chapter five of Another Night in Bravil. Skipped ahead to write from Nim's POV while I figure out all the skooma madnes of chapter 4 lol They are so ugly together <3 My horrible creatures.

Half-melted in the dying light of another evening in Bravil, they lay sweat-slick and barely dressed, fingers and mouths coaxing each other into boneless languor, not seeking relief from the summer heat so much as surrender. Does it hurt, Nim thinks to ask, moving to the slash of an ‘I’ next. I for ire or for indulgence. In abeyance. I love you. I for I won’t ever let you forget the scars you carved into me.   “What are you thinking about?” she asks instead, even though she can read it all over his face. Hating you. Getting away from you. Finding a way to unmake you.  Lucien grunts an indecipherable ‘mmph,’ and suddenly, Nim’s not sure she really wants an answer, if it would bring more grief than satisfaction to know that last night, she’d gone too far. “Nothing." Nim doesn’t believe him and he knows that, squints up at her through his dark lashes, acknowledging her skepticism but not trying to convince her otherwise, just waiting for her to press on. "You’re such a liar.”  When Lucien laughs, there’s no weight to his voice, so light and insincere. “Well,” he drawls, and she hears an echo rattling inside him, like he’s been hollowed out, no man in there at all, “what’s new?”  The reply sinks into her stomach like lead even though she's never expected anything different. Still after so long together, all that blood, all that horror, the idea that now she’s become too much makes her want to break things. Nim stares at his skull, through the graying hair and weathered skin, and knows beneath it he’s still dreaming of his Silencer. A woman slivered down, reshaped to fit perfectly into his palm, some version of Nim that only he could summon into being. But either Lucien had lost that magic long ago or Nim had lost whatever property allowed herself to be transformed by another’s touch so completely. With a calloused hand, he pets her roughly, the only way he knows how, and there she lays, caught in this mortal body of a past self, trapped in this house and these arms of whatever that woman mistook for love.

[justafoxhound]

@dirty-bosmer

Epic bumper sticker spotted last weekend .

[stardustcafe-bah]

could wwe request a lucien bloodmarch from dream daddy, large order? you're free to make any details, though cosang/aam would be a nice touch. thank you in advance.

Order Up !!

i hope you enjoy !!

Name : Lucien, Quinn, Ambrose, Dorian, Valentine

Nicknames : [Prn]’s Tired, Sleepyhead, Damian's Son

Age : 16

Gender : Vagueboy, Pseudoboy, Feralbodiment, Innoruien 

Pronouns : they/them > ve/vir/vers > ne/nim > he/him > shx/hxr > mello/mellos > vamp/vamps

Orientation : Turian,  Biromantic, Closeted Lesboy

Source : Lucien Bloodmarch - Dream Daddy

Role : Tiredness holder, Sleeping, Addiction Holder, Gamer

Typing Quirk : Lvcien wovld like to type like this, vsing ‘v’ in place of ‘u’

Likes : Makeup, Dark colors, Video games, Knives, Smoking, Amanda, Damien, Sleeping 

Dislikes : Bright colors, Summer/Hot Weather, Dogs 

Emoji Sign-Offs : 🦷, ☘️, 🌺, 🩸, 🥩

TransIDs : permaTired, permaBruised, permaBlacknails, transMeateater

CisIDs : Highschooler, Damien Bloodmarch's son, Insomniac, Tattoo (666), Piercings, Vegetarian

MUDS : Abyssal Alienation Syndrome (AAS) , Temperature Trigger Tics (TTT)

Paras : 🌂, ⚰️, 🪦, ⚱️, ⚖️, ❣️, 💤, 🫀, 🩸, 🌙, 🩹, 🔥, 💧, 🦷, 🫁

[newprojectxx]

Kamen Rider Shadow

Odcinek 7: „W ogniu walki, część 1”

Scena 1: Przed burzą

Miasto jest spokojne, ale napięcie w powietrzu jest wyczuwalne. W cieniu zgliszcz techno-bestią przesuwa się ognista sylwetka – nowy twór HELIOS SYSTEM. Jej ciało składa się z rozżarzonych płyt i segmentów, a z pleców wyrastają płonące, mechaniczne skrzydła. Na jej piersi pulsuje czerwony rdzeń. Nad nią stoi Lucien Kael, chłodny jak zawsze.

Lucien (do bestii):

„Nie jesteś tylko ogniem. Jesteś karą dla tych, którzy trwają w cieniu.”

Scena 2: Eclipse kontra Ognista Techno-Bestia

Shin (Kamen Rider Eclipse) odnajduje miejsce ataku. Bez wahania aktywuje swój pas. Jej zbroja lśni czarno-białą energią z niebieskimi detalami. Walka z techno-bestią jest intensywna. Ognista bestia tworzy wiry ognia, miota płomiennymi ostrzami i niszczy budynki. Eclipse próbuje kontratakować precyzyjnymi cięciami, ale zostaje zdominowana. Fala ognia rozrzuca ją na pobliską ulicę.

Scena 3: Spotkanie Rena i Luciena

W tym samym czasie Ren Kuroi obserwuje walkę z dachu jednego z budynków. Schodzi na ulicę, gdzie czeka już Lucien. Dwaj dawni żołnierze systemu patrzą sobie w oczy – cisza bardziej bolesna niż słowa.

Lucien:

„Zawsze byłeś cieniem, Ren. Ale nawet cień nie przetrwa, gdy zgasimy światło.”

Ren:

„A ty mylisz kontrolę z blaskiem. Zobaczymy, kto naprawdę przetrwa.”

Obaj aktywują swoje pasy:

„Cloak the world... SHADOW!”

„Synchronize... HELIOS!”

Zderzenie energii oświetla ulice – purpurowy cień kontra złote światło.

Scena 4: Helios kontra Shadow

Zaczyna się intensywny pojedynek. Helios porusza się z chirurgiczną precyzją, jego ataki są szybkie i potężne. Shadow unika ciosów, odpowiada zwinnością i brutalną siłą wręcz, ale nie nadąża. Ren aktywuje Klucz Wody – jego zbroja zmienia kolor na niebieski, pojawiają się świetliste runy, a jego ciosy stają się bardziej płynne. Tworzy bariery z wody, kontruje ataki strumieniami.

Lucien uśmiecha się zimno.

„Woda paruje.”

I przełamuje jego obronę kolejną serią niszczących ciosów.

Scena 5: Shadow używa Klucza Natury

Ren aktywuje Klucz Natury. Zbroja przybiera zielone barwy, pokrywa się korzeniami i liściastymi runami. Tworzy tarcze z energii natury i pnącza, które łapią Heliosa. Na chwilę uzyskuje przewagę – do momentu, gdy Helios odpala słoneczną eksplozję energii z rdzenia pasa. Pnącza płoną. Shadow zostaje powalony i wbity w mur.

Lucien (nad nim):

„Zawsze byłeś tylko echem. Cień, który myślał, że jest głosem.”

Odchodzi powoli, pozostawiając pokonanego Rena na ziemi.

Scena 6: Koniec walki Eclipse

Równolegle – Eclipse walczy dalej, lecz jej zbroja jest popękana, energia słabnie. Ognista techno-bestia unosi się nad nią, gotowa do ostatecznego ataku.

Wtedy pojawia się Helios.

Lucien:

„Wystarczy. Wycofaj się.”

Techno-bestia zatrzymuje się natychmiast i odlatuje. Helios patrzy na nieprzytomną Eclipse.

Lucien (zimno):

„Walka z ogniem bez celu tylko spala. Tym razem darujemy.”

Scena końcowa:

Ren, zakrwawiony i zniszczony, wstaje powoli z gruzów. Jego oczy lśnią gniewem, a pięść zaciska się na Kluczu Natury.

[strigital]

[dirty-bosmer]

LMAO WHAT ASGAGAHAJAJANVSVEG I woke up, saw the email notification, and thought I was still dreaming but it IS REAL. LUCIEN/NIM BIRTHDAY CRACKFIC 🔪🩸🌮

Thank you so much 💕💕💕 This is insane in a good way, and you are too kind to me, waaahh!! Maybe I should just take the day off to enjoy all my lil treats….

@dirty-bosmer Happy Birthday Sonny <3 From our conversations about Nim at Taco Bell, I now present the Cheydinhal Taco Bell, it's Manager a one Lucien Lachance, and it's strangest regular customer.

You're great and I hope I have kept their spirit, as well as make you laugh.

[thewhymster]

Say hello to Lucien and Raven.

My brain went. What if Dream and Nightmare, but from a fae au? Because Nim in this version is a human. so are her twin sons. But wait! One of the twins is a Changeling.

Look under the cut for the answer as well as two emoji drawings of them you can use in a discord server if you like.

So you probably guessed that Lucien is Nightmare and Raven is Dream. Nope. It's the opposite. I wanted to be a little silly. While Lucien has Nim's wild curly hair, he has dad's hair colour. Whereas Raven has Nim's (this version at least) platinum blonde hair, and dads straight hair.

And if your curious. Raven is the changeling. Physically incapable of lying and always follows the rules.

So to make up for his twin never having these chances, Lucien is a little liar and trouble maker. You know. To even the field.

Even with that fact though. Raven still loves his ever annoying brother.

And another fun fact. Raven and Lucien is not their legal names. After all names have power and Nim was Not going to let any fae have power over her boys. They only use their real names in the safety of their home if at all.

Anyway here's the two emoji files, already tested so they do work for discord.

And more fun facts about the fae au will come with more characters drawn.

[illumiera]

★★★★★★★

now thats seven facts about elentari for you :)

for every ★ I get, I will post a fact about my characters!

oho! let's see...

★ Elentari is ambidextrous, originally a leftie. I like to imagine that since spellcasting can involve a lot of hand movements, the more powerful she became as a mage, the more she realised she could do with her right hand... and then she just kept practising until she could write equally well with both

★ she might be the Arch-Mage, but she's a horrible alchemist. once, she tried to brew a potion to fortify her magicka and turned herself invisible instead. nowadays, she leaves it up to Lucien, who's not perfect but his potions actually do what they're supposed to

★ she never had any pets growing up, but she's always had a habit of taking in injured animals, healing them up, and setting them loose. at first, it was small creatures like foxes, rabbits, and birds, but since Mara resurrected her and granted her a sort of kinship with wolves, she's fixed up the odd wolf or two and let them spend a night by her hearth. (of course, that means they keep coming back, and it's fortunate she lives in a quiet place near a waterfall in the hills between Riverwood and Whiterun or else she'd have some concerned neighbours...)

★ speaking of, post-resurrection, she didn't head straight to Skyrim. she fled Daggerfall by catching a ship to Anvil in Cyrodiil, stayed there a while, then eventually made her way to the Arcane University, where she studied for a couple of years until she felt a strange calling beckoning her north

★ she rides a mare named Nimloth (meaning "white blossom" in Old Bretic) who's so sweet and gentle that if you catch them on a quiet day, Ellie might let you feed Nim a sugar cube...

★ one of her most prized possessions, as well as hers and Nienna's engraved silver rings, is a cloak she sewed for herself. it's a soft blue trimmed in white fur, and she's carefully embroidered it in silver thread to create designs of flowers, leaves, stars, anything that takes her fancy. she likes to add to it now and then, and she's so attached to it that she takes the time to repair it each time it gets the slightest bit damaged

★ as far as her voice goes, I imagine it sounding like a softer, higher version of Keira Knightley's in Pride and Prejudice (2005). this wasn't exactly intentional on my part, but I read all my dialogue aloud when I'm writing and when I realised I was using that sort of voice for her, it stuck!

[writing-fool]

mlqc | sunday morning

I recently (well~like three months ago) got into this game called Mr Love: Queen’s Choice, and after doing some ‘research’ aka gaming, I felt confident enough to write something. So, here’s a little headcanon about a blissful Sunday morning with the boys~

Warning(s): ever so slightly NSFW (insinuations of a dirty-minded author), profanity/swearwords

Victor

Victor’s quite the workaholic, as we all know

like this man will be working 60-70 hours a week, often bringing work home with him 

you’ll be on the couch in pajamas and acting like a total bum while he’s literally next to you wearing glasses and breezing through 50 reports and documents

you steal his laptop and glasses when he starts criticising your report 

“Victor noooooooo~work mode OFF!” as you zoom past him with his prescription glasses (he got them fancy glasses with the blue light filter because he’s A WORKAHOLIC and he’s always staring at a computer)

needless to say, this man doesn’t usually have time to spare

sunday mornings are yours though

Victor doesn’t necessarily take the entire day off, but after a certain dummy’s whining, he has agreed to try and have a lie-in on sundays

he *usually* still wakes up before you, because he functions on like 5 hours of sleep (lemme tell y’all, it’s a curse and a blessing in one) 

Vic’s a total tsundere, but these moments definitely show off his #SoftCEO side

his little lovebug is sleeping peacefully, wearing one of his pyjama shirts (I bless you with the headcanon that Victor sleeps in silk pyjama pants sans shirt because he runs HOT)

actually, you’re drooling a little bit but even though Victor’s going to pretend he’s annoyed, he never is

oOOhh, also canon that this man is the big spoon in sleeping positions. he naturally gravitates towards you and holds you tight because he’s NEEDY

sometimes you’ll sleep facing each other. Victor holds you against his chest and just cradles your body in his like his life depends on it

100% will entangle his long ass legs with yours

strokes your hair and presses kisses on the crown of your head to wake you up in a gentle way (despite his demeanour, he’s actually remarkably gentle y’all see why i call him #SoftCEO?)

as you wake up, he’ll mock your bedhead with this incredibly fond look in his eyes baby boy these words don’t match your actions

you guys actually get up rather soon after, cos you are both busy people...

fun times in the bathroom not like tHAT well actually kinda~ but for legal reasons everything you do is PG, please spare author-nim who’s still ~barely~ underage

you take a shower and belt your favourite song that’s playing from the built-in speaker (did Victor get a built-in speaker because you thought it was cool? yep. did you ask? nope. did he do it anyways? yehep.) while he goes through his simple morning routine

you probably have more steps in your skincare routine, but he uses a serum, cleanser, moisturizer and some eye cream on the daily

has given you permission to do his skincare at night whenever you both have time

to reciprocate, he dries your hair after your shower you guys HAVE listened to the Right Beside You ASMR, right? ...it’s on YT for free because we’re poor, i know

also canon, blowing raspberries on Victor’s bare back while he’s brushing his teeth will make him choke on toothpaste. tested and approved by MC

“Dummy. What on earth are you doing?”

he hangs around and waits for you to get ready if he’s already done, you do the same. time is something Victor knows all too well, so the precious time he has, he wants to spend with you.

you guys DON’T shower together in the morning because really you’re not getting cleaner ahhh author-nim should really stop

afterwards, you get dressed in some relatively casual clothes (i’m talking a dress shirt without a tie or a polo shirt because no way that this man owns actual t-shirts) and have a simple breakfast

he cooks, obviously. 

always makes a balanced, Chinese breakfast (congee or wonton, noodles, tofu pudding, etc.) because he wants you two to start the day well, even on a slow sunday

also, he travels a lot, so he likes eating Chinese food whenever he’s home

ahh...waking up with Victor just sounds like a dream

Lucien

i’m a bit biased on this bitch because he was my first favourite in the game so this might get long. might not. just,,,we’ll see

Lucien is a bit like Victor, where he doesn’t sleep much and works a lot

On the other hand, his work is...ehem...shadier, so he usually works in his office when he’s at home

you’ll both have your own space to do whatever you need to do

days off for Lucien are rare. he usually powers through until he drops

for someone who constantly reminds you to take care of yourself, he’s mediocre at doing exactly that

after getting to know him better, which wasn’t an easy feat because damn this man has more layers than an onion he’ll also make you cry more bUUT we’re not ready to unpack that suitcase, you start noticing when he needs a day off. often even before he notices

you lock his office door and force him to take the FULL day off at least

he could technically open his office again, but he loves you and he’ll humour your attempts

Lucien wakes up before you. always. you’ve seen him asleep like 3 times in your entire relationship. 

Luci sleeps like 8 hours,,,a week.

he watches you sleep i feel like that makes too much sense for his character. we love a creepy boy. and wholeheartedly feels at rest with your sleeping figure by his side

in his sleep, Lucien lies on his back, holding you by the waist as you sleep on top of him. your leg is often slung around his middle, so you’re enveloping him. he likes the weight of you on top of him; it keeps him grounded and he likes feeling like he’s yours as much as you are his.

on another note, Lucifer—ah whoops—sleeps butt naked. i honestly can’t imagine him wearing clothes in bed. he’s not shy about his body and feels absolutely no need to cover up for his significant other. 

you, however, don’t usually sleep naked. well...nowadays you end up sleeping naked more often than not because alright author-nim’s horrible. can’t help it, he’s a fucking scorpio?

because you guys take a day off, Lucien’s content with waiting and watching until you wake up

he feels you stir on his chest and honestly your drowsy eyes make him swoon

“Already awake, my beautiful butterfly?”

his slightly husky morning voice *really* does things to a person tbh

you guys stay in bed for a good half hour after you wake up, just cuddling and talking, also sneaking in a kiss here and there

you have the same habit of tracing each other’s bodies with your fingertips

his fingers flutter over your waist, you trace his chest or hands with your index again, it’s a very grounding experience to Lucien

when you do get up and head to the bathroom, first thing you do is shower together

he likes washing your hair

bathroom bits might happen, but surprisingly, it’s not a thing that happens a lot so don’t come at me. we’re being wholesome

Lucien’s incredibly intimate and his love language is touch. Yes, he has a way with words but he’s also a really good manipulator

he’s used his words for evil too often and therefore can’t trust words anymore. so he uses physical intimacy as a way to show love.

Lucien has a skincare routine of dermatologically approved products. a double cleanse, serum, essence and moisturizer. he uses anti-age sometimes to prevent later wrinkles.

they’re also one of the reasons why he smells clean and fresh

will tickle you when you’re rinsing your mouth. you’ve sprayed water all over the bathroom mirror before. he loves the reaction. 

if you’re having a day off, you’ll probably just wear sweatpants and a t-shirt or a sweater. Lucien’s closet is relatively plain but clean. he has the best cable-knit sweaters/cardigans though.

your breakfast consists of western things like yogurt or oatmeal. Lucien likes having fruit at the start of the day

the rest of the day is spent relaxing and lounging, walking in the park, biking, reading, drawing, whatever you’d like

maaan...i wish i had more days off

Gavin

Gavin’s actually a decently laid-back person on weekends

like, sure he has to work a lot, but his job doesn’t necessarily force him to work from home, so you pretty much have his full attention at home but also he can’t bear to not give you his full attention so what are we expecting

the nasty thing about Gavin being a police officer is that sometimes, he gets called up and needs to work at unconventional hours

also, he gets injured. most of his injuries are minor, but that doesn’t stop you from worrying.

but anyways, he’s not a total busy bee when he’s at home, and relaxing isn’t exceptional

sunday mornings are...well...active. Birdcop goes on a run/hits the gym every morning, so he’s awake by 6am. what did y’all think i was going to write

afterwards, he takes a quick shower and joins you in bed again. 

Gavin sleeps in a pair of basketball shorts and a singlet. he’s somewhat shy about sleeping shirtless, and god forbid he sleep naked. but it’s all good and he respects your boundaries. besides, he’s comfortable in his sleep and that’s all that matters.

you spoon in your sleep. sometimes, he’s the big spoon because he likes being able to ‘protect’ you in his sleep. other times, he relishes in the comfort of being the little spoon and feeling you pressed up against his back. 

very important headcanon! you’ve learnt to sleep with the bedroom window open. on workdays, Gavin gets home late and jumps right into the bedroom. it’s become a typical habit for you two, although you used to be grumpy about not being able to sleep with the noises of traffic. 

you’re usually awoken by the sound of the shower and Gavin’s humming it’s canon that he hums now, bitches. also I bet his singing voice is amazing

so it’s less ‘sleeping in’ and more ‘lounging in bed like the lazy bastards you are’ i’m kiDDING

if he’s able to, Gavin might convince you to go on a run with him....but let’s be honest, you rarely agree

Gavin’s a total cuddlebug though, so be prepared to spend the next forty-five minutes in the tightest hug ever (to be fair, you’re not complaining)

he’s completely soft for you and you’ll have to wrestle out of his grip to get to the bathroom

you don’t shower in the morning, so everything’s pretty quick

Gavin doesn’t actually have a good skincare regiment tbh...he’ll slap on some cream and that’s it. probably washes his face in the shower with body wash...AND HIS SKIN STILL LOOKS AMAZING

you like making funny faces in the mirror while brushing your teeth and making Gavin laugh while he’s watching you in the doorway. he loves how you just make his day with the smallest things.

you guys both dress in really casual clothing, like hoodies and shorts/sweatpants/pj pants unless you’re going somewhere

Gavin has them grey sweatpants, if you know what I mean okay I’ll chill, sorry~

you wear his shirts a lot because they’re super big on you and Gavin secretly not-so-secretly thinks you’re adorable in them (a good thing about Gavin is that he’s easy to read; he blushes rather quickly)

“Ahh...it’s just—you look so tiny and cute.” guess he’s not the only one blushing now

i see Gavin as a ‘bun for breakfast’ kind of person. he picks them up at the stall a couple of miles away when he heads home. sometimes he does so running, other times...well he’s not called Birdcop for nothing

you guys have 2 buns each for breakfast because they’re delicious 

lounge time is often spent gaming or cleaning the house (you’re both busy people and Gavin tends to get messy because he just chucks clothes on the floor after a hard workday)

you make the most out of your sunday, hoping Gavin doesn’t get called in

who wouldn’t like being domestic with Gavin?

Kiro

Kiro, unsurprisingly, has an incredibly busy schedule

one that, similar to Gavin, isn’t really decided by himself

i suppose his situation is a tad bit worse than Birdcop’s, since his workdays don’t even actually end when he gets home. he constantly practices choreos, singing, etc. at home

so, full days off are few and very, very far between

this makes them extra precious

it helps to have a lazy morning once in a while though (in Kiro’s case, lazy sundays are most likely a bi-weekly thing)

you wake up first! Kiro needs his beauty sleep, and damn this boy can knock in 16 hours of sleep if need be

you’ll probably lay in bed for a while and then attempt to get up and ready for the day

until...you feel Kiro’s arm tugging you back

for a skinny, lithe boy, he’s remarkably strong. he pulls you back to bed with the groggiest, cutest sleep-laced voice EVER 

“Mmm, Miss Chips, it’s not time to wake up yet, is it?” 

he snuggles into you and refuses to wake up unless you give him kisses

during the night, Kiro sleeps in actual pyjamas with cute characters on them. when he feels lazy, he’ll probably just slip on a t-shirt and some boxer shorts, but he likes putting in the effort to wear matching couple pyjamas

Kiro cuddles with you 24/7, and sleep makes little difference here. he’s often the little spoon because he does like feeling your presence and your grip on him. he moves around when sleeping, so you might end up out of each other’s embrace, but Kiro subconsciously always touches you in some way or form, like holding hands or intertwining legs. he’s a man with many identities and needs your presence as a reassurance that he’s still the man that you love

he loves to pepper your face with kisses after getting home from rehearsals/concerts, claiming that it gives him energy

you do the same in the morning, anything to hear that sweet giggle of his

he’s deceptively cute though, and innocent morning kisses tend to spiral into...something more let’s just be honest, his stamina is something else entirely i’M SORRY 

morning exercise? check. Hotel? Trivago. non-sponsored~

you guys don’t shower in the morning. Kiro’s used to showering after practice, which is late at night, and you shower in the evenings to help you relax

however, on a rare occasion, you’ll draw a nice bath together and play around with bubbles and scented bath bombs so fun and relaxing

Kiro totally has a 14-step skincare regiment. you don’t get that beautiful baby-smooth skin without some effort.

he has the best ‘mid-range to high-end’ products on the market, and loves sweet and floral scents for his skincare and makeup. you guys try to line up each other’s routines to be able to do them together every morning.

Kiro also has a huge bedhead in the morning! it’s your job to get this sleepyhead styled for a fun day

even Kiro’s casual loungewear is top-notch hip and trendy. he has fun sweatpants with chains, belts, patches, you name it. he likes holding a little fashion show with you, no matter what you two are wearing

old jeans? strut it. thrifted shirt? vogue, honey.

Kiro’s on a strict diet, so usually he has a smoothie and some tofu pudding for breakfast. on occasion, you’ll indulge him in something decadent, like French toast or pancakes. on moments like these, you swear he loves you juuuuuust a little more but don’t tell Savin!

you guys are a relatively active couple, so unless you’re inside gaming or busy working, you’ll spend some time in thrift stores or karaoke bars, arcades, fun fairs,...

just thinking about Kiro brightens my day...

As always, I hope you enjoyed reading this! I’ll try to bring out more content for K-Pop idols, otome characters and anime characters during the holidays. Requests are still open, so don’t be afraid to send a little message in my ask-box!

Love,

R.

[chaoticpuff17]

(Anon from last ask) i totally agree, ik there's that whole mating bond going on with lucien and whatever, but with all his "fire", he really wouldn't be a good match for elaine even after she's healed. ANYWHOOOOO have u also read/watch the Shadow and Bone Series??? CUZ THAT'S ANOTHER ADDICTING READ. (If you have, i have one question: are you team darkling or team mal, and WHY???) Thank you and love ya author-nim! -Peachie anon (I rly needed a name XD)

Welcome peachie anon! Glad to have you in my asks!

I adore shadow and bone. I’m waiting on the third book from the library right now. It makes my little Eastern European heart happy. And I did watch the series and I have to say while I ADORE Ben Barnes and he was a very good darkling and the cast of the crows was on point, I did not enjoy the series.

I didn’t like how they mixed together all her series and the things that were added. So much was left out. I just prefer the books. A lot of the nuance was lost in the series.

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More domestic horror Listener!Lucien nonsense. Someone is having a hard time adjusting to life in Bravil 😔

The roof is rotting in, and they both know it but say nothing, simply throw open the windows and doors to let whatever passes for a breeze in this sodden town move through the house to dry out the wood. It’s summer in Bravil, and on the best of days, the wind flows in on a whisper so weak it’s nearly soundless. Lucien knows it’s a pointless battle against the Niben, can't help but stare on in resigned horror at the bloated walls, the mold sprouting on the bread, the creeping rot all around him that he’s helpless to prevent. He can’t believe such pervasive decay has become mundane to him, so ordinary. A sight that as Listener, called to this town by his matron, he will be greeted by for the rest of his days.  “I thought you’d be used to it,” Nimileth tells him, and he quickly wipes the disgust from his expression, can’t let her see how repulsed he is to be living here in this house that was meant to be their home. But Nimileth isn’t looking very closely anyway. Perched on the kitchen counter, she slices the mold off a plum and throws the rotted bits out the window, into her garden. “After so many years in Fort Farragut, you know? If anything, I thought it would be familiar. Cozy, even.” But in Fort Farragut, he had order. In Fort Farragut, he had control. He had his cold, dark nights of solitude, strong walls reinforced by magic that withstood the worst assaults man or storm could throw its way. Here in this shack at the edge of the canal, Lucien feels like an exposed, festering wound that any passerby could probe a finger into. Here, he feels the constant need to cover his stomach, and it’s a terribly discomposing feeling, this crawling sense of vulnerability, like he has to be the one looking over his shoulder. Lucien would rather be stabbed.  “So sullen,” she teases, sliding off the counter to ooze closer, where she lifts her plum to his lips and offers him a bite. Lucien takes it because he’ll take anything she gives him, part of her effortless tyranny over him— lukewarm and repulsively sweet like the dark, red flesh between his teeth, like everything else about her. There’s prideful smirk on her face like she’s just told a well-received joke, and Lucien lets out a huff of air that she’ll confuse for laughter. And it is funny, he thinks, the way watching her go about her life, no concern for what she’s left behind, makes him want to break things. So funny how after all he’s bled for, all he’s surrendered to keep this family safe, she can stand there mindlessly smirking.  Above them, the roof goes on disintegrating.

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Hi as an ex Taco Bell employee I NEED to know more about the dark brotherhood taco bell au

Omg so it's less of a full AU and more of an AU for a friend's pairing, which is @dirty-bosmer's oc Nim and Lucien Lachance. They are absolutely messy and horrible for each other and we had a joke that modern Nim is a bit of a trash fail girl who only eats at Taco Bell. For her birthday I wrote a little crack fic imagining the Cheydinhal santurary as a Taco Bell and Lucien as the manager. He has the same level of intensity as in game and it suits very well for a guy stuck in middle management :P

If you are interested:

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Do tell about Nim, I couldn’t find much info about her through your blog and I am dying to know more about this werewolf lady

well grab a pint and sit yo booty down, cause our bard of the evening tonight is Nim and she's drunk as all hell and ready to weave some outrageous stories!! 🍻

in all seriousness, thank you for asking! 😭💗 she came about back in ye oldie days of hype over the 11th of november 2011, and since then refuses to give up the title of my fav oc!!

now, a Paarthurnax would say: lets-a go!

a quick recap of the events in Skyrim:

Naali Saryn was born sometime in 4E 130 on mainland Morrowind as a result of a quick fling between an unknown Dunmer girl and Lucien Lachance and Kassandra Saryn's (The Hero of Kvatch's) son.

Sometime in that year, the baby was found aboard a ship bound for Raven Rock and when no one came forth to claim her a couple of elderly and childless ash yam farmers decided to take her in until her family was found.

The family, of course, was never found, and so they raised her as their own for the next sixteen years. They called the girl Nim - short, sweet, meaningless, and easy to shout out into the fields where the little brat is out adventuring when the house chores are yet to be done.

Nim grew up alongside her best friend Teldryn (don't believe his tales about his past, there's a reason why he wears a helmet in his hometown). For years the kids dreamt of leaving Raven Rock behind and making it big in the big city. And idea which really annoyed Nim's ol' Nana, who believed that everything needed for a simple happy life was right here on Solstheim.

After one particularly nasty fight with Nana about the ordeal, Nim gathered a bag of things and slipped out in the dead of night to catch an early morning ship with Teldryn.

They stuck together for a while then went on their separate merry ways. He - to Blacklight, she - to Leyawiin. Once in the wild, Nim had to quickly figure out her place in the pecking order. The romantic life of crime seemed to be the most attractive for her, but getting on top could never be easy. Especially for a young, inexperienced, and naive girlie. So she ended up running with the wrong kind of crew. Ended up in some truly dark places. Barely got out alive. Learned from her mistakes. Wore the scars of abuse like armor and made sure that since that day no one in this world or any other would play her for a fool, use her or put a finger on her without her permission.

By the time she turned fifty, Nim was well known amongst certain circles as the kind of scoundrel, thief, bard, and wench one should not trifle with. But her luck had to eventually run out, and so it did on the night of the fabled Umbacano Mansion heist, which failed so badly Nim had to either leave Cyrodiil or end up in a Thalmor owned torture chamber.

Skyrim seemed like a perfect place. After all, in a kingdom torn apart by the civil war, no one would even notice yet another greyskin refugee, right? Well, the Thalmor did. And so she ended up on a cart bound for Helgen to have a date with an executioner. But then Alduin showed up to crash the party before he himself got rudely interrupted by another dragon, who swooped in to save the Last Dragonborn.

After the narrow escape, Nim concluded her duty to warn Balgruuf of the dragon threat and went on to start a new career as a merc with the Companions. She and Aela became fast friends and when the prospect of joining the Circle came up she gladly accepted a sip of her new sister's blood. To never again be helpless and weak? To rip apart any fool who'd take her for just another elf wench who can't put up a fight? Well of course it was worth giving up the ability to sleep and having to get used to all smells suddenly becoming ten times worse!

After that Mirmulnir showed up and ended up as another ornament above the throne in the Dragonsreach. And Nim got stuck with a title which she would wear with great discontent for years to come.

Eventually, she ceased trying to run away and hide from her destiny, accepted her role as the Last Dragonborn, and begrudgingly began her quest to save the world. On her journey, she met and became tight friends with Yollokmir and Alasil who taught her how to speak, fight and fly like a dragon. With their help she inherited Konahrik's legacy: his mask embued with his soul, his citadel far up in the mountains - the NebenLok Zeikangaar - and the right to revive and lead the order of dragon riders sworn to defeat Alduin - DovahDein.

As she gained power and the word of her great many deeds spread across Skyrim, she managed to get quite the following of fellow men, mer, and Dov, willing to follow her into Sovngarde and beat the hell out of Alduin. Alas, she failed. Twice.

At that point, Alasil informed her of a special someone who might be of help in their quest against Alduin and who might prove difficult to convince to join her cause. That was the first time in fifty years that Nim got to visit her home. Unfortunately, Solstheim had changed. And upon arrival, she learned that her Pa passed onto the realm of Azura soon after her departure, and her Nana... well, she wasn't young anymore and suffered greatly due to all the ash ruining her lungs... and when the islanders got called to the All-Maker stones night after night by a mysterious spell, she just worked herself to death. That was the only thing Nim wouldn't forgive Miraak for, not until he swallowed his pride and sincerely apologized for being responsible for his potential mother-in-law's death.

And with Miraak's help, they finally sent Alduin back to his Maker, enjoyed a few peaceful years until High King Ulfric became a bit drunk on his power and needed a good ass whooping as well. Then Miraak suddenly found himself as the new king and Nim... she just did her own thing. As always. The end?

Oh and all the while running about, gathering forces, growing her Dragonborn powers, hunting Dragon Priests and Alduin's henchmen, she also meddled with the Thieves Guild, put Karliah in charge and became her right hand, managed to become an advisor on all things dragon at the Mage's College, ended up teaching lute and songwriting at the Bard's College (she's taking a break since Viarmo can't seem to handle her teaching tactics), earned the title of Thane in every hold and became a good friend to the Dawnguard fellas (Isran is more than happy to teach her kids the ropes of monster hunting) after kicking Harkon's ass into Oblivion. In what little free time she has Nim also manages the Lakeview Manor and leases the ash yam farm back in Raven Rock for some extra cash. All in all, a busy woman!

and some tidbits about the dovahmom:

Although Nim is perfectly aware of her real name, she chooses to use the one given to her by Nana. Both as a sign of respect and because, frankly, she dislikes both the Sarynes and the Lachances, who are, in her humble opinion, just a bunch of pricks. Somehow, the ghost of her murdered grandad finds this opinion of hers kinda funny.

Her friends sometimes describe her as "cyrodiilic brandy in a cup of tea": she's this small elf girl with pretty blue eyes and a smile on her face and you think that she'll be very pleasant and cute and shy and then... then you realize she drinks like a sailor, swears like one too, can beat anyone into the dirt (thanks, Hircine) and doesn't take shit from nobody. She openly speaks her mind and doesn't give a shit about what someone might think of her. She does what she considers the right thing to do, never plays nice with those she dislikes, never pretends to be someone she isn't. She's feisty, sassy, brassy, and, quite honestly, just doesn't give a fuck.

Nim is in almost complete control over her inner beast, partly thanks to her draconic blood, partly - to the ring she got when she and Sinding had that little party on a moonlit night in that grotto. She only loses control over herself when both moons are full and thusly will travel deep into the wilds a few days before the magical night. This way the only people that might get hurt are bandits, necromancers, hags, and the like. She and Aela also managed to get a small werewolf pack going, named the Whitemane Pack after the old man himself and dedicated to those who wish to take control over their inner beast, hunt with honor, and cause the Silver Hand as much grief as possible.

Nim is raising Blaise and Sofie as her own since they both were just wee lil' war orphans (the babes are in their teens now). She never quite really knew why... Nim was never a wifey nor a baby momma kind of woman. In fact, she can't even have children in the first place and, honestly, always thought of this as a blessing - never having to worry about contraception like all those other girls and just having fun without a care in the world! Her friends sometimes joke around, saying that she might've finally "ripened" for the motherhood, but she doesn't care. She loves Blaise, Sofie, and Sissel (thanks, Miraak, you're so good at kidnapping children!) and is content with being their famous Dragonborn mom. Post-Alduin Miraak, however, is secretly annoyed for not being able to get her pregnant. Oh well, the man can dream...

Oh yeah! Nim plays the lute and sings too! It's a skill she picked up across taverns all over the continent when she realized that bards get free drinks and a bed, as well as ample opportunity to sniff out and seduce prey. And even though her days of hunting for good-looking rich fools are long behind her, she still performs in inns and taverns across Skyrim. Firstly, it brings in a fair amount of money, and secondly, it's good for her Voice! And also just plain and simple fun.

Also, people get terribly surprised when she, a Dunmer, doesn't act like one at all! Nim might've grown up in Raven Rock, a Dunmer settlement, but she spent the rest of her life traveling the continent and then living in Skyrim. She's more Nord-ish than some Nords! And the Nords actually really love it! It's so so easy to just get plastered with the homegirl, punch some faces and pass out on a heap of hay behind the inn, just happy to be alive on this fine snowy day. The only truly Dunmer thing about her is the occasional "n'wah!" which escapes her potty mouth. I mean, she doesn't even like sujamma all that much and would rather have a pint of mead! Whatever Ancestors she has must be spinning in their graves fast enough to generate electricity.

uuuhhh I think that's all the important stuff? i might've forgotten, in which case, I'll add it later... meanwhile, have some more Nim content:

^^^ the fanfic is slow, but it's moving... at a snail's pace. my advice: don't expect updates, so that when they do come, you'll be pleasantly surprised!

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Wip Wednesday

Tagged by @skyrim-forever and by @orfeoarte last week (tagging you again now) <3

Passing this along to @theoneandonlysemla @unironicallytes @elavoria @thequeenofthewinter @sylvienerevarine @ladytanithia @inkysqueed @heavy-metal-dick @sulphuricgrin @rustyram035 @sheirukitriesfandom @pocket-vvardvark

Just submitted revisions on my manuscript and have not had much time to write for fun, BUT I received some very nice comments on my Lucien/Silencer dumpster fire fic, and it has reinvigorated me to get chapter 2 up this month 💪

Lucien thinks of the time before, when she was nervous and denying. Rain that didn’t want to be rain. Rain guilty for the deluge, and it saddens him, almost, to see her like this— a storm that dreams it is the sun. “I didn’t mean it,” she whispers, pulling herself closer. “Not really.” And even if he believes it, there is something wholly parasitic in her touch that makes him question how long they can last in this house, feeding on each other’s hunger, tasting of desire with no future. The fruit that rots on the tongue. The nightshade that bleeds when plucked. Half-dead, half alive or twice dead and twice revived, weaving this deadly spell that bears as much the crushing horror of defeat as it does the promise of salvation. And does he still love her? Did he ever? Does she love him too, in her way, and does the hand too miss the wrist that it’s been severed from? All he wanted was a Silencer, and in return she brought him death, but she is one of Sithis’ chosen. What else should he expect? “I’ll fix it,” Nimileth says. And even if he believes it, he knows they’ll return here. Broken though it is, this is the only home they've ever known. The two of them fighting to give themselves something to mend, some broken product of their violence that they can nurture back to health. Yes, show me how we become whole together. Tell me that this hatred too will save us. 

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Wip Wednesday

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Tagging you all for this week and adding @unironicallycringe @elavoria @justafoxhound @ladytanithia @sheirukitriesfandom @sylvienerevarine @inkysqueed @rustyram035 @darcxaosit

Thank you and no pressure to join <3 Working on updating my ongoing Lucien/Silencer brainrot fic for Valentine's Day :)) This is something a bit more tender than usual, because I couldn't convince myself to post a snip of the smut lol

Soft lips that taste of sweet wine, so sweet it’s almost sickening. She’s been drinking again, but he knew that already; these days, the greater surprise is finding her sober. Once his Silencer, now this— Lucien can barely stomach the sight of her, can't look without feeling a stab of anger that on good days he'll confuse for sorrow.

Once a Silencer deadlier than his own knife, and isn’t it funny how things become other things? How even the absence of someone can transform you? How grief erodes from beyond the grave? It doesn’t matter if they close their eyes, the horror of what they've done chokes the very air they’re drenched in, and here they stand, haunting a past life, stuck in this new synonym for living.  But when Nimileth draws in closer, Lucien can't push her away. He breathes in the road dust and the moonsugar that cloaks her like a second skin, and he bends to the shape of her, grows smaller like she once did for him. It’s not long before he feels her hands slipping into his hair, and he wants to tell her this is the end of what never should have begun. Unholy union. Barbaric union. Union that is at once joyless and the only pleasure he will ever crave again.  “Kiss me back,” she mumbles against him, and Lucien does with frightening ease, because in the dark, she’s so terrifying a sight that no God but Sithis could have made her.

Denying her is like pushing blood back into the wound, and she’s the emptiness inside him, hunger he can’t name beyond the ache, that he can’t imagine living without or imagine ever filling completely, so he kisses her and surrenders. He kisses her and he prays.