#Sujamma Sundas

[ola-the-clown]

Thank you so so much @sanza-17 for the tag, ik it's been like a month, but time isn't real when one is busy and i rly wanted to draw a nice proper ref for Miiriath 💔

tagging uhh @vinyatar and @bluotbanner in case they wanna talk abt the designs for their idiot assassins (affectionate)🌸

a more in depth description under [read more]

Miiriath is of a dark-grey complexion, with a bit of a purplish tint, while her hair (very long and with a bit of a curl to them) is a deep, cool green, akin to the sea during storm. Standing at mere 152 cm, she is of a petite built, with small chest and shapely hips. Her body is kissed with small beauty marks, thought the most distinct one remain on her face, two under her left eye and one on the right of her bottom lip. Her piercing eyes are in a lovely shade of a well-aged wine, with long eyelashes and a hint of light makeup; she loves to paint her lips as well, her favourite crimson lipstick being so dark it looks near black. Red is also coating her nails — filed down into a sharp claws-like shape.

She has many outfits, as any fashionable mage would, nearly all of which are neither the most practical nor armoured, because overusing magic for everything in her life includes the protection spells. Most have some sort of insect-theme going on, be it in the details (tiny spiders) or their shape and cut (resembling wings in one way or another), and are (annoyingly) layered.

The one above I've chosen as her sort-of default.

Despite being a Telvanni (and proud) she oft chooses to wear red because (according to her personal tastes) it is simply superior to the typical brown. Please ignore any associations with a certain other (worse) House; if she could have it her way, she'd have switched it around 💋 Miiriath is also fond of purple, and if (if) she finds herself caring for someone (a very rare occasion indeed), they are likely to be gifted a plum or lavender coloured garment.

Her preferred metal is gold, though she doesn't scoff at silver. As expected, amethysts and rubies rule her jewelry box, with an occasional moissanite here and there. Rings, earrings, necklaces, bracelets, collars — she has it all, and loooves to accessorize. Gold is also present on her clothing, be it in a form of leafing, gilding or threads. She has more than enough of it to wear it, and she's certainly not shy about that fact.

Her up-dos change depending on the occasion, but she only ever lets her hair fully down in private or the intimate company of a few lucky individuals. Otherwise, she has it done into an elaborate hairdo or, for lab-work, an intricate braid. Hair-adornments vary from small ornaments to heavy headpieces, the latter of which is usually spelled to feel light.

The dark tattoo that extends from her arm all the way up to her face and the side of her torso, is meant to represent the flow of magicka, and is in on itself magical; shimmering under a certain light and moving in accordance to her moods and usage of magic, swirling, shipping and curling. Most of the time it's barely noticeable, easy to dismiss as a trick of the light, but once the movement becomes apparent-- Run💀

[dirty-bosmer]

Sujamma Sundas

[This week Sujamma has been brushing up on his literacy. It's hard being a humble Nix-Hound. Reading doesn't come naturally to him, but he's doing his best! This week Sujamma is hoping you will help him learn to read!

Post a favorite scene, favorite sentence, favorite dialogue, favorite anything from any fic you've written! If you haven't written any fic, feel free to share your ideas. If you don't have any, recommend a friend's fic!]

Thank you for the tag @skyrim-forever <3 A nice easy prompt considering I've had very little new writing to share on Wip Wednesdays 😅

Tagging: @theoneandonlysemla @elavoria @thequeenofthewinter @ladytanithia @lillxart @unironicallytes @sheirukitriesfandom @vivifriend @bostoniangirl21 @inkysqueed @saltymaplesyrup

Chose a snip from my Oblivion fic, The Illusionist, because I'm in my Dark Brotherhood feels again (predictable). In this Snip: Lucien has decided to skip the whole "what are we?" phase of the relationship and go straight to soul-bond I guess. Little does he know...

“If something happens to me before you return from Anvil, promise that you’ll find me in the Void. Promise that you’ll come home to me if not in this life, then after.” Nim squeezed her eyes shut, shook her head, and when Lucien kissed her, she choked down the unbearable warmth that slithered through her teeth. She breathed him in as she always did, creeping tendril of smoke souring her tongue, for what choice did she have when she was strangled, suffocating, when the only air left for her to take was his? “Promise me,” Lucien said. “Is that an order?” Lucien sighed into her, murmurred, whispering words she pretended not to hear, but she couldn’t push away the breath that formed them, and it filled her chest with his pine and leather, scent of old blood and burning wood. That scent so rich yet always hollow. Warm in her lungs but fleeting. “No,” he said, “but it is a request.” And Nim felt helpless again, lost in a sea of trees, left to be devoured by the maze of the West Weald. How gentle an end it would have been had she died in her sleep at the will of that unforgiving winter when she’d fled from Kvatch as a child. And sometimes, when she looked at Lucien— the hard oak of his eyes, his smile like the dark space in between trees— she wondered if she had ever truly escaped.       

[lathez]

It's Sujamma Sundas! Sujamma is having a lovely time dancing down in Pilgrim's Trench! Did you know that Sujamma is scared of swimming? He's working really hard to overcome his fear!

This week Sujamma is hoping you will share your OC's biggest fears or scariest moments to help him overcome his own! Here's Sujamma's:

Sujamma is scared of swimming because he always used to fall into Hermaeus Mora's sludge.

Sujamma is scared of Ahzidal

Sujamma's scariest moment is when Neloth abandoned him. He misses Neloth very much and he feels very bad that he ate his book!

This week he will be tagging @thescrolls-haveforetold @skyrim-forever and @oblivions-dawn

He hopes you will participate and help him feel better about the things that scare him!

[sulphuricgrin]

Sujamma Sundas...on Middas

(I wasn't sure I was going to do this for a few reasons honestly. but fuck it. gotta get over some anxiety)

tagged by the wonderful @changelingsandothernonsense and lovely @lillxart

I'm late but I guess I'll tag anyways, no pressure tho: @hircines-hunter @sanza-17 @flycasual @bookworm-driven-insane @poor-ciceros-voring-again @thescrolls-haveforetold @gamevoidartblog @scholarlyhermit @aleielle-of-roshar @oblivions-dawn (if any of you done it already, sorry!)

Topic: This week, Sujamma wants to know about YOUR OC's special someone. What makes their relationship special? How did they meet? Were they enemies to lovers? Lovers to enemies? Lovers AND Enemies? Are they romantic or platonic? What's their favorite way to cuddle? Favorite date night? Anything and everything you can think of 💕

Elikar is aroace like me c: I have a potential idea of a QPR with Serana. But that's an underdeveloped idea right now.

So I guess I'll ramble a little about Lilliandra. Romance isn’t a thing that she thinks about in a partner necessarily, it's usually just what she can get out of the relationship. She’s also more the type to obsess if anything. (She's a villian protag, is it really a surprise her relationships are fucked?)

We've got Cinnara, Talserion, and Miraak. I'll be short with the first two. I don't wanna spoil everything.

Cinnara

She’s the first love, the first Lilli latched onto and refused to let go. (Until she had no choice but to let go)

They've known each other since they were little girls. She enjoys the attention, the love from her. There’s something so addicting, seeing the change in her smile as she looks from a person to Lilli, the way it lights up differently. (Yet this doesn’t stop Lilli's eyes from roaming elsewhere.)

Around Cinnara, Lilli hides the worst parts of her. Around her, she can act with (and feel) some semblance of normalcy. She doesn’t know any of the terrible things Lilli does and thinks, and she doesn’t need to. 

With her, there’s comfort, nostalgia. To her, she’s the last remnant of childhood, of innocence. When she has to let her go, she lets all that go. 

Talserion

She actually does get an arranged engagement per Altmeri traditions. To her luck, it’s at least someone she knows. Talserion was a part of the group of artisans Cinnara and she frequently hung around with. 

He loved her even before the arrangement, when she was still with Cinnara. She knew that much, he didn’t hide it well. Cinnara was actually the first to point it out. She told him to expect a loveless marriage. But she still enjoys the attention she gets from him. She also doesn't mind the (casual to her) sex. He was merely a plaything. 

Except, it was her turn to be on the end of one’s obsession. T̷h̶a̶t̶ ̸d̴i̷d̴n̸'̵t̸ ̸e̷n̴d̴ ̸w̵e̸l̸l̴ 

Miraak

Where do I begin? 

I guess I should mention that while my fic is tagged “destiny-bound lovers”, it’s more the horror aspect of that entire idea of soulmates, where all agency is taken from you, forever wondering why you gravitate towards this person (that’s why it’s not tagged as soulmates, cause that generally has positive connotations). In their Disastership post I answer “why they’re together despite it all?” with “There is no free will with destiny.”

I liken them to a binary star system, souls gravitationally bound to and in orbit around each other. (What a poetic way to say they’re stuck with each other lol)

Unlike most LDB x Miraak pairs, they met about 80 years before the start of Skyrim, when Lilliandra got her hands on a Black Book and started to frequent Apocrypha, before becoming one of Mora’s new champions. Neither of them knew she was dragonborn. (Considering Durnehviir doesn’t exactly know why he calls you dovah in game if you haven’t completed Dragon Rising, I like to imagine Miraak wouldn’t be able to know she’s Dragonborn until she absorbs a dragon soul.)

Miraak’s first thought of her was as a stupid, pretty little socialite that wouldn’t survive Apocrypha for long. 

She certainly defied his expectations. 

She was warned by ciphers to stay away from the First Servant given his history of blackmailing them into doing dangerous things. That gave the opposite effect, instead making her interested. (Poor ciphers didn’t realise they were in worse trouble with her.)

In a short few years, they create a tentative alliance. At the beginning it was slightly difficult, where both of them thought they knew better than the other. “You’re too quick to act. Too reckless.” “You’re too stiff in the way you do things! Think outside the box, you old bastard.” But after they get to see how surprisingly well they fight together during their first dive into the Infinite Archive, how their strengths and weaknesses overlap in a way that compliments them, they gain a bit of respect with the other. (Lilli gains an obsession over him being dragonborn because she's been researching for years the more auditory magic: thaumavocalism and tonal architecture, and the thu'um falls into the category.)

Mutual respect gives way to an odd friendship. They manage to inspire the other. Miraak finds it frighteningly odd, to be able to trust her of all people after millennia in Apocrypha. Lilli tries not to think about why, but she enjoys how easy it is to simply be her real self with him. Where Cinnara knew only a projected image of Lilli, Miraak has seen her depravity.

But make no mistake, these two idiots have no issues bullying each other. Lilliandra enjoys testing boundaries, excessively. Sometimes for shits and giggles, other times just cause she's a sadomasochist and wants to see what it takes for him to retaliate. Miraak invites himself into her study whenever he wants to see if she has any tangible ideas.

Despite all this, they're somewhat protective of the other. (don't ask them why. They'll deny it) Lilli will not tolerate anyone speaking ill of Miraak - she's quick to vicious anger, making the party that spoke ill to greatly regret it. Miraak feels petty jealousy if Lilli speaks of her partners on Nirn.

Later in the story, an experiment Lilli was working on badly explodes, leaving her partially deaf in her left ear and a blind spot in her left eye. Despite berating her the entire time, he's the one that heals her, staying with her as she recovers from the shock. Neither of them talk about how he naturally walks on her left side afterwards, or how Lilli tries to keep everyone else on her right side.

Hmm, cuddles? It started as Lilli just trying to annoy him by testing boundaries. If he was in the common area of the tower, sitting on the couch reading, she'd flop herself onto the couch, with her head in his lap. For the first several times she's done this, he'd push her off the couch entirely, enjoying the thud she'd make when falling to the floor. Then one day he just gave in (no, don't you dare suggest it's because he's starved for her touch). She fell asleep like that, showing a surprising amount of vulnerability and trust. It somehow became a habit that neither of them talked about. (shush, maybe he did enjoy running his fingers through her hair.)

[pinessydr]

Tagged by @sanza-17! Yay, ty! Today, Sujamma wants to know about your OC's moral compass. What God do they worship and why? Do they engage in any illicit activities (drugs, etc?) Any holy activities, like healing in the name of a certain divine? Have they committed any crimes, or are there any crimes they actively despise? Feel free to talk about anything and everything along these lines.

Pic of Rahgot doing ritualistic things because I have free will. This question fits my dragon priests so well that it's almost impossible to answer about only one of them. They all serve Alduin, who is like a root of the pantheon as a Chtonic, devouring power, but in my headcanon, worshipping the Dragon is not antagonistic to other gods. They coexist, so, giving your blood to Alduin, you still can pray to Mara about your kids. Also, just praying is not enough. Yes, you can kneel in front of the altarpiece, but ancient nords believe that worshipping can take many forms, and practical ones are the most impactful. That's why my priests do things that, as they believe, would satisfy the gods they relate to the most. Hevnoraak praises Dibella, and that's why he masters giving pleasure to those who ask. There is nothing about prostitution or promiscuity: he sees sex like an art, and it's quite funny he is a torturer at the same time. Nahkriin worships Tsun, the god of trials. He went through a lot, so he heals to make others' lives a bit easier and optionally boosts talented people with difficult backgrounds (it's personal). Krosis created an orphanage in the name of Mara, as well as Morokei built a giant library for Jhunal, and he is really invested in it. Otar works to find a balance between reachmen and nords in his area, as he thinks Stun, the god of justice, would approve of it. Rahgot... fights for his people and lands. His bias against elves is rooted in his personal grudge, but his love for mortality and humanity is genuine. He is ready to sacrifice a lot, as Shor and Ysmir did to protect those dear to him. Vokun praises Shor not as a warlord but as a deceiver. He is not a faithful devotee, but he feels a strong connection with this aspect of his god, and all his life in the shadows aligns with the idea of deception. Volsung donates large amounts of money to all gods' temples to be on good terms with other cults, but his favorite is Kyne. He is not a warrior, but his life was always kind of a battle, and he likes her bossy attitude in myths... as well as her power over the skies, which is important for sea trade. tagging @madam-whim @lilarus to share their blorbos :3 No pressure!

[vinyatar]

I'm very late to this iteration of Sujamma Sundas, but necromancy is an art in Tamriel sooo -

I will share some details about my TES OC's appearance! Thank you @ola-the-clown for the tag 🫶

Llevas is a male Dunmer, somewhat tall, with narrow symmetric facial features, crimson eyes, and medium ash-grey skin with a cool green tint. With some effort his fine, straight black hair is styled in a mohawk, a traditional cut that pays homage to his favorite hero, Indoril Nerevar. To obscure a fighter's physique, he prefers loose simple clothing made of fine materials and dark colors, oft-mended and faded with use, giving off an air of unobstrusive but refined shabbiness.

Few have seen the tattoos on his chest, arms and back, a decidedly personal collection of red and black symbols and scripts that might give away more of his life that he is willing to share: the scarab of Redoran, the Black Hands Mephala of the Morag Tong, and a calligraphic excerpt from Vivec's Sermons. Later in the Third Era the tattoos have become disrupted by a motley patchwork of Restoration scars and off-toned grafted skin, well-healed but extensive.

Adornments are not contributory to his profession, but in his off-time he wears three bar-shaped gold earrings in each ear, carven with representations of the Tribunal and Velothi saints. On special occasions he wears a gold scarab around his neck. There is, at times, a faint smell of incense.

If one is unfortunate enough to encounter him during an Honorable Writ, all identifying features are obscured by close fitting, medium weight armor made of monstrously spiked chitin and netch leather. His instruments of choice are two crescent-shaped axes.

[changelingsandothernonsense]

Sujamma Morndas

(since I live in the future)

Tagged by @skyrim-forever thanks for tagging me in this. Tagging @sulphuricgrin @dayundying @archangelsunited @saltymaplesyrup @firefly-factory @nyarevar @pocket-vvardvark and anyone else who's interested. I struggle trying to tag people... Topic: This week, Sujamma wants to know about YOUR OC's special someone. What makes their relationship special? How did they meet? Were they enemies to lovers? Lovers to enemies? Lovers AND Enemies? Are they romantic or platonic? What's their favorite way to cuddle? Favorite date night? Anything and everything you can think of 💕

Josh has a bit of a complicated relationship with romance. He had a string of very close loves as the era turned, but a series of losses has left him with a metaphorical hole in his heart that he's struggled to fill for the past two hundred years. His general rule has been to seek out companionship purely for physical reasons and never moving past that. He knows deep down that he can't go through the prospect of losing someone again. When he gets attached there's no prying him off and he takes rejection quite harshly, death even more so. It takes a lot to make him feel safe enough to re-enter those waters but he's managed to do it four times in 200 years so we'll go over his major romantic entanglements.

Maralie Omani

Maralie was Josh's first romantic partner, though he's had crushes beforehand, nothing really eventuated more than a kiss or a date here and there. He met Maralie when he was 17 and was skulking around the servants quarters whilst his family was staying at the Omani Manor on Elmas Island. Maralie was a few years older than him, and had faked being sick to get out of yet another stuffy party.

Josh was liberating sweets from the larder when he ran into Velanda Omani's granddaughter, and the two hit it off. Social class (Josh being Velothi) complicated things and the two would meet in secret throughout their time together at that manor and would later fall into the same arrangement whenever they were in the same city. After two years of this, Maralie would find herself betrothed to a third cousin who lived in Narsis. Josh, heartbroken by this news, started making plans to elope with her because that worked so well for his parents after all. Unfortunately the couple were found out and this led to a series of events that would see Josh end up in prison in Cyrodiil after going missing for three years. (Servitude within the Camonna Tong).

He wouldn't find out why Maralie never came to the gate that final time until after he was released from prison almost forty years later. He's heartbroken that he missed seeing his son, Adren grow up.

The two would rekindle their relationship as Josh led a group of Dunmer out of Morrowind as Red Mountain erupted (he leads out several). He started making some headway with Adren on this trip as well and thought maybe he'd get a second chance at actually parenting. Unfortunately, Maralie's husband finds out about the affair and sends Josh fleeing to Solstheim. He hears from his son a few months later that Maralie had succumbed to a sickness that had swept through the slums of Windhelm and that he was not wanted at the funeral.

It would be the last time Josh had an interest in a romantic partner until 4E199.

Ilaba'andul-Sul Erra'am Urshilaku

If you were to ask Josh who his first love was, he would tell you that it was Erra. The two had something that Josh has never found again. Some strange, all encompassing closeness that has Josh unable to tell where he ends and Erra begins. This connection is increasingly apparent in the centuries after Erra's death where Josh becomes a walking shrine to his memory.

The two met as part of a job Josh was running for the Blades. Cosades' initial Ashlander contact, Hassor Zainsubani, had recommended Erra's services as a guide and liaison. He would speak on Josh's behalf whilst he sort an audience with the Urshilaku Ashkhan and Wise Woman, respectively. Josh managed to make a terrible first impression with being several hours late to their meeting and then shirking Erra off to go drink with some strangers.

It all gave Erra a terrible headache the next day.

The two start to hit it off once they both clear things up with each other. Erra ends up risking breaking several customs just to help Josh succeed in getting the info he needs about the Nerevarine prophecies. He'd grown incredibly fond of Josh in the month they ended up spending together, and the two end up exchanging letters. They meet up in Ald'ruhn right before Josh vanishes for three months. Erra starts to think that maybe he had read Josh wrong and had decided to try and move on when he started being questioned by Imperial Agents on Josh's whereabouts. He decides to shoot Josh a final letter to and address he had given him in Suran and ended up getting a reply back from Josh's mother and later from Josh.

He had been sick, though Josh never detailed much more than that and the two would start sending letters again for a few more months until Josh just stopped sending them.

Erra chose to wait for a few weeks, concentrating instead on purchasing a house in Maar Gan. Eventually he did get another letter from Josh asking to meet and for an escort north.

The two would not separate again until Erra's death, though it would still take the two a few weeks and a severely injured Josh for them to actually admit how they felt. Once that happened, you'd rarely see them apart. They were so close that the Nerevarine legend peddled by the New Temple just ends up merging both of their exploits to the point that the stories resemble neither of them.

Erra and Josh end up marrying/linking ghosts outside the confines of the main tribe (same sex unions were not a thing within Ashlander society until after Josh and Erra force it). It was a contingency plan for the aftermath of Red Mountain, that Erra alone would have ownership over Josh's remains and Ghost after his death so that he couldn't be messed with (Josh's worst fear is being forced to inhabit a bonewalker after death.) Only things didn't go to plan and the wrong guy died.

Josh goes into several long periods of mourning after Erra's death, still choosing to wear full mourning gear whenever he acts as Ashkhan. Josh models himself after Erra in a lot of ways, from his choice to take on mercenary work, to his auxiliary work with the Redoran, to his choice of clothing. He becomes a walking shrine to those whom he's lost, it's just that he had more of Erra's stuff on hand whereas he'd lost most of his memorabilia of the next person on this list.

Saint Jiub!

He met Saint Jiub once, you know?

Okay maybe it wasn't once, and maybe it was over a period of six years, and maybe he thought he had finally found someone who loves him for him again.

Josh met Jiub on an Imperial Prison Ship en route to Vvardenfell. The two exchanged words, though Josh was busy acting as hostile as possible. They were released separately and Josh didn't think much on the encounter.

They would cross paths a few months later when Jiub was out running supplies between Redoran outposts on his Silt Strider. He ended up spying some poor idiot being attacked by cliff racers during an ashstorm and decided to help him out. Only Josh is a difficult mer to actually help.

He ended up loading a delirious Josh into the caravan and took him to his destination. This interaction went a little smoother, though Josh's awkwardness still muddied things.

They would not meet again for another four years, after Josh gets black out drunk in an alley behind Jiub's apartments in Kvatch during the third celebration of the Nerevaine's defeat of Dagoth Ur in the Dunmeri diaspora.

Jiub ends up patching Josh up and Josh just...doesn't leave. They fall into a comfortable domestic bliss. Jiub was busy writing his memoirs, and Josh was in serious need of anonymity. They decide to move south to Bravil only for the Oblivion Crisis to strike the night before their big move.

Josh lost everything that night, fleeing Kvatch with nothing but the clothes on his back, their matching engraved rings and a heart heavy with guilt over not being able to save someone he loved.

He would move into another period of mourning and still wears the rings they had carved for an eventual marriage ceremony on his left hand.

Sydari Aralen

Josh and Sydari have a bit of a complicated relationship. They clash a lot over the first two years of their on and off relationship. This is mostly because Josh keeps pulling away whenever things get too real for him. He's old by this point and he's bogged down in so much emotional baggage that Josh's ability to assess anything is strangled by his constant expectation that he'll be left grieving again if he lets anyone get too close.

Sydari would have to smash down his walls by force.

Though the two technically met in the Retching Netch in 4E199 where Josh drunkenly makes an ass of himself, Josh does recognise her from somewhere. Namely a messy Azura propelled skooma induced vision that lead Josh out of a massacre about 90 years prior. Josh believes that skooma induced vision damaged his brain a little, making him easily paranoid (more so than he initially is). As a result, Nerevar's found more of a footing to feed into that paranoia.

This ends up pitting Josh and Sydari against each other whilst ultimately trying to get rid of the same problem and this causes a lot of mess to begin with. It was only as Sydari took it upon herself to figure things out that the two started working together. Josh falls very quickly, regardless of his attempts to stop it which sends him into a push and pull loop.

They get together briefly after Frossel only for Josh to mess things up with a freak out on his behalf. They are on and off for two years until Josh finally can't take the instability anymore and just lays his cards out on the table (well most of them). Sydari has been waiting for him to do that for a long time and the two finally get together...

Sort of...

Josh does this the same day that Sydari has to infiltrait the Thalmor embassy and ends up uncovering Josh's identity. The two have a huge fight and break it off. Josh ends up wandering Skyrim off his face for a month until Hircine finds him and Sydari spends her time avoiding Thalmor Justicars and picking up old men from the Ratway.

In that time Sydari gets Josh's dossier translated (or what could be translated, his journals are written in a code on a select few people know). From what she could gather, Josh hadn't been keeping his identity from her for malicious reasons. (Boi is 99% trauma responses). She writes a letter of appology to Josh, hoping it would make him come back.

He comes back, but not with the letter.

The two spend a week locked in Sydari's suite at the Sleeping Giant Inn. Partually because Josh needs a rest and partually because he's finally telling her everything.

They become completely inseperable afte that night. Which is why Josh takes Sydari's dissaperance so hard. Sovngarde takes her away for six years and he kinda loses his mind and bargins with the island of Solstheim trying to find her.

Gotta drop Josh and the Husbando art.

[theoneandonlysemla]

Sujamma Sundas

[This week Sujamma has been brushing up on his literacy. It's hard being a humble Nix-Hound. Reading doesn't come naturally to him, but he's doing his best! This week Sujamma is hoping you will help him learn to read!

Post a favorite scene, favorite sentence, favorite dialogue, favorite anything from any fic you've written! If you haven't written any fic, feel free to share your ideas. If you don't have any, recommend a friend's fic!]

Tagged by @skyrim-forever and @dirty-bosmer! Thank you <3

Tagging: @vanilleeistee @bougainvillea-and-saltwater @elavoria @firefly-factory @hircines-hunter @illumiera @lillxart @ladytanithia @pocket-vvardvark @rakaiawriter @sheirukitriesfandom @thequeenofthewinter

Honestly, I was like "uuuuhhhh, what did I even write in my life" at first but then I remembered that one specific scene in Dealings with Daedra: Boethiah's Wrath that always makes me so happy when people reach it while reading! That's the one.

Nevri and Morotar have been on the road and poor Nevri had to fight her way through a draugr infested nordic ruin. They now have reached an inn, where they stay the night and Nevri helped herself to a bottle of wine. Let's say, the two of them had a not so pleasant conversation and Nevri left, to wash the rest of the draugr blood from her body. [I'd love to put the entire scene here, but that would be like 2,5k words, so take a snippet:]

A knock on the door startled her, interrupting her train of thoughts. She sat up in the tub, one arm covering her breasts and the other grabbing for the hilt of her sword. Her heartrate rose. She was ready to fight, in this case, completely bare. 

“Who’s there?” She uttered, feeling that she was no longer master over the movements of her tongue.

Instead of an answer, the door opened. Back through the archway she was able to see it, but the light over on the other side of the room was dim. Too dim to recognize anyone who had entered. Only a tall silhouette. Her heart skipped a beat. What did he want in here?

“What’s the matter?” She prattled, cursing the amount of wine she had drunk.

Still no word, but she heard heavy steps on the stone floor. The figure traversed the archway and light fell on his body. Nevri’s guess was right, the Altmer stood in front of the bath. The sword still in hand, she let herself sink in a little deeper, her black hair floated around her body. Automatically she crossed her legs and shifted a bit to the side, turning in the tub. Expectantly she stared at the High Elf.

“What is the matter?” She repeated her question, this time slow, to not make it too obvious that she was drunk.

He did not wear his armour anymore, only the boots were a reminder of it. He looked over her and Nevri would have liked to vanish. She did not know, how much of her naked body he was able to see, but every little part of her bare, gray skin was too much.

“As you have been gone for quite a while, I found myself in the responsibility to check on you.”

“Check on me?” She repeated. “Why would you?”

“You are the one who pays me. It would be quite inauspicious if you were to drown drunken in a tub.” He sounded reproachful.

“Canmal pays you, not me. So, you can let me drown in peace,” Nevri answered and let the blade fall out of her hand.

Coin was the only reason, he cared about her wellbeing. She knew that, but it still stung. Without giving him any further looks, she let herself sink under the water. She held her breath, eyes open. And she counted. One, two, three… Hopefully he would be gone soon. Thirty-six, thirty-seven, thirty-eight… She could not hear any steps, but the water around her ears may deadened the sound. Sixty-four, Sixty- She had to resurface. With her hair sticking to her face, she emerged from the water. She rubbed it out of her face and to her surprise, Morotar still stood next to her.

“You have checked on me. I am fine. You can leave,” she nagged.

Instead of leaving he held a towel in her direction. Reluctantly she took it, giving him a confused look.

“Out,” he said in his most strict voice. “Now.”

“No?” She answered, but being very unsure of her response.

He made a big step closer to the tub, now standing directly in front of it. Looking down on her, his blue eyes fixated her. His expression was unreadable, frozen in place. Nevri pulled her legs closer to her body, clutching the towel in front of her. She felt her heartbeat fasten even more; shivers of excitement rushed through her. Her mouth was dry and to withstand the eye contact was more than exhausting. Morotar bowed forward, his head was in line with hers. She breathed in his smell and felt the warmth emanating from his body.

“If you do not leave this tub right now, I will pull you out and throw you into your bed. Without granting you to cover your bareness. And maybe, I will change my mind on the way and toss you into the little lake outside, as you are so unwilling to leave the water. You would be sober in no time.”

Nevri swallowed hard and her gaze flitted to the pile of clothes and armour pieces on the floor. No, she really did not want to leave the bathroom without her garments or her armour. She had no choice but to obey his order.

“At least turn around if you insist on staying in here,” she mumbled.

[skyrim-forever]

Today, Sujamma wants to know about your OC's moral compass. What God do they worship and why? Do they engage in any illicit activities (drugs, etc?) Any holy activities, like healing in the name of a certain divine? Have they committed any crimes, or are there any crimes they actively despise? Feel free to talk about anything and everything along these lines.

Thank you @sanza-17 @lillxart @sunsettemplar for the tags <3

Tagging: @theoneandonlysemla @pocket-vvardvark @changelingsandothernonsense @dirty-bosmer @thequeenofthewinter @hircines-hunter

I'm going to talk about my girly Vevora <3

Vevora worships within two different pantheons: Dibella from the Divines and the Three Good Daedra. Her mother was a priestess of Dibella who's order was devoted to art and passed this on to Vevora who know also venerates within several different realms of the Goddess, such as sexual instruction. She also worships the Three as she views it as a necessary aspect of Dunmer life, she grew up heavily volunteering with the New Temple in Mournhold and her father is also a bit of a resident artist there. Though within the New Temple she is a bit more interested in the Saints and while she does specific ritual prays to the Three, it's the saints she looks to for guidance a lot of the time. As a an artist and poet she is particularly drawn to Vivec. Vevora has no interest in the other Divines or Daedra, particular dislikes Sanguine.

Prior to coming to Skyrim she was involved with the use of hallucinogenics primarily as a way to tap into more creativity and gain divine insight. Aside from a few attempts at petty theft (she's not a good thief), she has not committed any crimes, though she has been in criminal circles including money laundering, blackmail, etc. She will ignore a lot of things for love </3

Crimes she actively despises are censorship, religious persecution, forgery, domestic violence and will not tolerate these. Above all else she believes that everyone should be in the pursuit of pleasure and pleasure is defined as the cultivation of all good experiences. a nice meal, good literature, sex, ingesting strange Telvanni mushrooms that make you feel like you've achieved CHIM.

[sanza-17]

Thank you @lathez for the tag <3

This week, Sujamma wants to see some other lovely scrapbook pages and moodboards. He’s encouraging all of you to make and post an image collection with the tag #sujamma sundas so all our OCs can share memories together!

Tagging @pocket-vvardvark @skyrim-forever @fangsandsoftgrass

@sulphuricgrin @scholarlyhermit @illumiera @pinessydr @theoneandonlysemla @hircines-hunter @sunsettemplar

This took me a while but here’s irenes moodboard😖 I mostly just threw in things that go with her colour palette with themes of water and flowers because it’s such a pretty combo <3

[hircines-hunter]

Thanks to @lathez for continuing to do this! I love it so much! I was tagged by a few people, hopefully I don’t forget! @illumiera @bougainvillea-and-saltwater @lillxart @sanza-17

Going to tag @umbracirrus @oblivions-dawn @yewphoric @madamefluffnstuff @sulphuricgrin and @thequeenofthewinter

Describe your character. Appearance. Clothing. Etc. I’ll be describing Sifkni and her Farkas.

Sifkni

At the beginning of the fic, Sifkni has long mid back length dark red hair. Usually she plaits to the side out of the way. Sometimes she has it in a low bun when fighting. She is pale with freckles all over her body. She has a scar on the left side of her face from cheek to lip. Her eyes are light blue. She cuts her hair after she marries Farkas. It’s below her chin.

Sifkni is a tiny woman. Short for a Nord at 5’4”. She is thin. Part of the itty bitty titty committee. She has some muscles in her arms and back from being an archer.

Sifkni wears tunics and breeches. She will wear a coat or clock for weather, but she hardly gets cold due to her beast blood. She always wears her wedding band. In the event of separation from Farkas, they exchange rings. She has a simple Skyforge steel chain around her neck for this purpose.

As a werewolf, Sifkni stand about the same height as Farkas in his human form. She is dark red, with some black tipping around her face and back. Her nose is dark red while the pads of her paws are black. She is rather lanky. Makes up power for speed.

She has partial transformation of her arms and also a werewolf lord form. She’s the same size as her mortal form, just extra extra hairy and has werewolf claws and fangs.

Farkas

He starts vanilla. Long hair, short beard. Tall and muscular. He’s got a strongman body. So he is fat. He does have muscle. He is hairy. Everywhere. But it’s important that he has that fat so he can be the strongest Werewolf husband.

After, Sifkni and him are together, he doesn’t shave his beard for awhile due to being on the road for a few weeks. Sifkni makes a comment about loving it and he never trims is short again. He also grows out his hair. She compliments his hairy body all the time (she has a problem). He wears tunic and breeches. Wolf armor when on jobs. His favorite tunic is dark blue with silver stitching.

He is a large werewolf. At least 7-8 feet. Dark brown. Muscular and large.

[madamefluffnstuff]

Tagged by @hircines-hunter! 3-5 facts about your OC!

I feel like I talk about Ebony and Brenda a lot, so let's spice it up with my Breton mage Ursalie.~

Ursalie is very, very shy. She hates being the center of attention and all this "Hero of the Covenant" business makes her want to curl into a ball and let Oblivion take her.

Despite her shyness, if she's pushed hard enough she can, in fact, stick up for herself. Which will then result in her disappearing from the public for the next 3 to 5 business days.

Her favorite colors are black and yellow/gold; her mage robes are jet black with yellow accents. Kind of the Tamrielic equivalent of goth.

She has a heroic reputation from helping the Daggerfall Covenant, but it turns out Ursalie is very easy to persuade. All Jakarn has to do is give her a little smirk and Darien a wink and the poor mage will be second guessing every conversation from the last five years.

I shall tag @i-simp-for-fennorian, @fangsandsoftgrass, @rvnwtch, and @lithiumrev 💜💜💜 (never obligated to participate, but always welcome~)

[dirty-bosmer]

Sujamma Sundas

Topic: This week, Sujamma wants to know about YOUR OC's special someone. What makes their relationship special? How did they meet? Were they enemies to lovers? Lovers to enemies? Lovers AND Enemies? Are they romantic or platonic? What's their favorite way to cuddle? Favorite date night? Anything and everything you can think of 💕

Tagged by: @skyrim-forever @theoneandonlysemla @lillxart

tagging: @elavoria @thequeenofthewinter @sylvienerevarine @sheirukitriesfandom @unironicallycringe @ladytanithia @pocket-vvardvark @rustyram035 and anyone who sees this :)

I will share a bit about my dumpster fire pairing, Lucien Lachance and my HoK— his ex-Silencer Nimileth. They are enemies but underneath that they are lovers then underneath that they are enemies again.

They met in the way many Dark Brotherhood assassins seem to meet Lucien, which is to say unpleasantly and with much annoyance. She had just killed Countess Alessia Caro in what she would claim was a bout of justified vengeance and righteous fury and NOT at all uncontrollable blood lust and/or an act of butchery. Never :) Lucien, after learning the grisly details, was like "ooh 😍" But after his many horrific attempts to woo her were met with disinterest that bordered on disgust and inevitably disdain, he was like "ugh, well now I must gain her favor because the Black Hand ordered a purification, and I have no one else to appoint to Silencer. Also my ego is bruised. Woe is me!" Then they smashed and it was of course very sexy and nasty, and afterwards, it over for them. Fate sealed.

They have a very messy, very toxic relationship given the power-imbalance, Lucien's sadism, and Nim's inclination to like things that are bad for her. Their favorite way to cuddle is in a pool of each other's blood, entangled in such a way that it could be easily mistaken for strangulation or erotic asphyxiation depending on the angle <3

I am always so embarrassed when I talk about them. Like omg just kill and eat each other already!!!

Them in a hell of their own making or something

[lathez]

What’s that you’ve been working on Sujamma?

Oh Sujamma! How cute, a scrapbook page of Nerevorp spending time with his dad - look, he’s even hanging out with Grandpa Teldryn!

This week, Sujamma wants to see some other lovely scrapbook pages and moodboards. He’s encouraging all of you to make and post an image collection with the tag #sujamma sundas so all our OCs can share memories together!

Tonight Sujamma is tagging @sulphuricgrin @sanza-17 @skyrim-forever @skyrim-crossing @bougainvillea-and-saltwater @sunsettemplar @hadvarandralof and @pinessydr

(Nerevorp by @rambles-about-some-scrolls and dadjamma by @hadvarandralof )

[sulphuricgrin]

Thank you for the tag @lathez and @sanza-17 ! <33

No pressure tagging: @hircines-hunter @changelingsandothernonsense @firefly-factory @sunlightpassingthroughthewater @bookworm-driven-insane

@aleielle-of-roshar @kiir-do-faal-rahhe @caliblorn @nyarevar @scholarlyhermit @illumiera @yansurnummu @fangsandsoftgrass @oblivions-dawn @thescrolls-haveforetold @lobo-inu

This week, Sujamma wants to see some other lovely scrapbook pages and moodboards. He’s encouraging all of you to make and post an image collection with the tag #sujamma sundas so all our OCs can share memories together!

I updated Lilli and resharing Elikar I actually recently made. (Maybe one day I'll do other ocs)

LILLIANDRA NIVULIREL

ELIKAR CAEMAIRE

[illumiera]

@lathez tagged me to help sujamma out by describing some details of my characters' appearances, and anything for sujamma! 💖 i've got a good few OCs, but i thought i'd stick to the two i can describe in the most detail. LOTS of yapping below, but first, i'll tag @kiir-do-faal-rahhe, @hircines-hunter, @sulphuricgrin, @bougainvillea-and-saltwater, and @red-mountain-flower to tell us about their OCs! 🤲

standing at about 4'11/150cm barefoot, elentari is small in stature as well as in frame. she's a breton, as her pointed ears will tell you, but her silver-blonde hair, pale (and somewhat sparse) eyebrows, and equally pale eyelashes hint to some distant snow elf ancestry. her eyes are best described as "intent"—wide, very green, and prone to staring while hardly seeming to blink. her lips are full, most often found in a half-smile (which can appear gentle at rest and downright eerie in combat), and when she properly smiles, she gets little dimples. she has only one scar, a slash right over her heart, and an array of beauty marks including one at the outer corner of her right eye. when she blushes, her ears go red right to the very tips.

as far as clothing goes, ellie was raised a noblewoman and still dresses like it, embroidering most of her clothes with enchanted thread! in particular, her cloak is trimmed in plush white fur and embroidered with the constellations. she's a gown-wearer when at leisure, and though she tends to favour blues, silvers, whites, purples, and greens most of all, she really just likes colour. as far as jewellery goes, she can often be found wearing an amulet of mara and gold or silver cuffs on her ears, but there are two pieces she always wears: a silver ring on her left middle finger and its twin on a silver chain against her heart. though a healer, she can't abide the sight of blood on her bare hands, and she never, ever leaves home without a pair of gloves.

he might tower above ellie, and he might stand above most nords, but at 6'7/200cm, miraak was on the slightly lower end of average for an atmoran man of his day. his long golden-blond hair is often worn in braids that hold meaning according to atmoran culture, once elaborate and woven with beads to prove him a king, now arranged in a simple style that means "free". his eyelashes are long and golden, and his eyes are a bright, unearthly blue amidst a sea of black—though they were just blue, once, and very prone to staring in silence.

not only has apocrypha robbed him of the tiny, faint freckles scattered over his nose, but his long musician's fingers (which were tipped with sharp claws until elentari inadvertently healed them) have been stained with dark-coloured ink to the knuckles, and the same inky stains run from his eyes like tear-trails. he bears many scars on his body, including one over his heart to match ellie's, but two on his face: one running down a high cheekbone, the other curving around his mouth. his canine teeth are sharp. he likes jewel tones, especially regal purples and grassy greens, and like any self-respecting dragon, he's fond of jewellery, but prefers to wear it in his pierced ears—the golder the better.

a devout worshipper of dibella, miraak has one tattoo, this being a moth designed so that its wings appear shut when his knee is folded and open when his leg is held straight.