#intro of some sort

[coern-art-very-cool-and-nice]

one wish that leads to another wish that leads to another wish that leads to another w

[thoodleoo]

emily wilson could stand on a stage and just say "iliad" into the microphone and i would give her a standing ovation

[captain-of-silvenar]

Kerasil Oakvine, Captain of Silvenar

If you're a diplomat or a dignitary or anyone in between, your visit to Silvenar most assuredly was organized and watched over by the Captain of the Guard, Kerasil Oakvine.

Born and raised in the city of Silvenar, she is a proud Bosmer who commits herself to the safety of her citizens and an extension of the will of the Silvenar. Very little happens in the city without her knowledge and it does not matter where one hails from, they must pass Kerasil's judgement before ever reaching the Silvenar.

She does not tolerate empty flattery or mock politeness in the guise of political barbs. To say the least she does not look kindly upon those who would belittle her people and the religion their whole culture is based on. The Bosmer people have accepted and welcomed their Altmer and Khajiit allies with open arms (for the most part), the least they could do is pay the respect back to them.

When not stuck organizing welcoming parties and patrols for important dignitaries, Kerasil is personally training her guards for their roles. Patrols, scouts, armed forces, archers, every single man and woman who pledged themselves to the safety of Silvenar have been personally taught by Kerasil at one point.

It is unfortunate that most of her best scouts and soldiers have been drafted into the Three Banners War for the glory of the Aldmeri Dominion. This does nothing but encourage Kerasil to train a new line of guards to protect the home.

Some would say that Kerasil is serious for a Bosmer. Lacking the lackadaisical personality most attribute to her people. To this she would scoff ask why she shouldn't be, especially the role she plays in her city. Not only are people coming to the Silvenar for spiritual guidance and advice from their leaders, outsiders from the Aldmeri Dominion are also arriving asking for inane things like mediation between different warring groups or permission for a trade route through Malabal Tor.

It is a lot of people moving in and out her city, and she needs to stay aware and alert at all times. Her organization is what allows peace in the rest of the city, she has no time for glee and gladness until she personally knows that it is safe to do so.

In private, and in privacy only, Kerasil will admit her serious personality came about in the early years of the alliance and having to look 'competent' and 'respectable' especially to their Altmer allies. If she had it her way, she would be a bit more relaxed and cheery in front of her people.

Regardless, whatever she needs to be and however she presents herself, it is ultimately for the good of the city of Silvenar and her people. There nothing she would not do to protect them, no distance she would not cross to shield them, and nothing short of death itself that could stop her. Even death itself would have trouble putting Kerasil down before she stands back up.

[yansurnummu]

do u ever have a fic idea and ur like. oh god I am not well-versed enough in any of this to execute this even remotely well

[fluffypotatey]

Star Trek Next Gen just so happened to be on tv while mom and I were doing the dishes and I am upset to say that they left us on a fucking cliffhanger just to switch to some other Star Trek spinoff (Deep Space Nine i think was the name)

anyway, seeing Data as acting captain was cool and I think ending the episode off there was fucking rude af how ducking dare you

[catzgam3rz]

I would like to thank the Witch Craft SMP for gifting me a reason to draw Ihascupquake fanart in the year of our lord 2023

[narianders-gt-hell]

Normalize Being Bad at Your Job (4/5)

previous/next

A.N.: EHEHEHEH SHORT CHAPTER BUT WE’RE FINALLY GETTING TO THE GOOD PART. Soon. Soon!!!

Writing is actually just editing an exclamation mark in and out of your work 400 times before deciding to just change the entire sentence.

—§—§—

Xenia sighed after the tale had wrapped up. “It ends there. I like the Quarskal version better, personally. It ends less abruptly, y’know? And it doesn’t have the weird poem.” she asked, blinking when he stood up abruptly and started walking across the hall, “Where are you going?”

“There’s a moonstone hidden in here, somewhere.” he replied, feeling along the wall behind the dais at the end of the hall. “It has to be here.”

She stood up and joined him, “Your family’s treasure, you mean?” she asked, tilting her head to the side, “It’s a moonstone?”

“My wha—oh! Yes. That’s my family treasure!”

She gave him a suspicious look, but she shrugged his tone off as weird foreign prince nonsense, “Why do you think it’s here?” she asked, pressing her own palm to the wall.

“It’s where—um, I read, in another, uh, more detailed legend, that the noble family used to keep their coffers behind—“ he paused, looking at her hand. It was quickly growing brighter and brighter, and, much to his alarm, it appeared to be adhered to the wall. “Why are you glowing?”

She blinked up at him owlishly, “I’m…?” she paused, turning to her own hand, “Oh, goddesses, I’m glowing. Why am I glowing?”

“I just asked you that! Why would I know?”

“I don’t…I’m—it’s pulling me!” she shrieked, desperately trying to tug herself away from the wall. It didn’t work. Soon her arms were buried up to her elbows in the charred wood paneling, and then the rest of her body followed.

She gasped, falling back onto nothing in a plain, white space. The only things in the area were herself and a glittering gemstone that broke apart the bright light of the strange room, casting dazzling prismatic shadows along the faraway walls. The center of the huge gemstone had turned an unhealthy, ashen grey that let no light escape. She knew what it was immediately, and it certainly wasn’t a ‘family gemstone’.

This was a dragonlight, a concentrated vessel for draconic power only rumored to exist. It was a vessel imbued with dragonfire and ancient magic, but something was wrong with it. It was weakening, somehow. She didn’t understand how she even knew that, but she did understand that if she managed to bring this back to the university, she could write a few dozen theses. She could maybe even get a tenured position. She reached out for it, wrapping both hands around the gem, turned around to find herself back in the castle ruins. The smoke that clouded the rock’s interior nearly covered the entire surface now. She tapped it, feeling none of the warmth it carried moments earlier. Still, though, it was once a vessel. And that should be enough.

“Cass! Cassius, I found the relic! It’s a dragonlight! This could potentially be proof that some draconic beings do hold the spark of sentience, isn’t that exciting?”

A booming chuckle forced the childish sense of hopefulness from her mind, nearly sending her to her knees from its sheer magnitude alone. She heard words after the laugh but her brain was so muddled that she failed to understand them. The next thing she knew, a clawed hand the size of a cottage came crashing through one of the shattered bay windows. It sent broken glass flying across the entire hall as it began feeling around for something. Maybe her? It was entirely possible that poor Cassius was already in the beast’s grip, or worse.

All thoughts of the scholarly acclaim she’d receive from finding the dragonlight vanished in that moment.

She had to run.

[voiddemon]

I do think the simplest way to fix Romeo as a character is to (among other things) introduce him as like a friendly/silly character you're meant to trust and like. I'm not sure when the injection point would be or how exactly but introducing him this way would make him infinitely more fun and like comprehensible as a character. You'd have to cut out fake-Vos to make it work, but that's fine.

I think this is how I'd roughly handle it (I'm not sure how i'd introduce him per-say, but the idea of when is somewhat settled to me.) i'm not making a mcsm rewrite ok

The above timeline is like roughly the original one (from memory it's been a min) and the below is how i'd revise it. ROUGHLY. Ignore how things are spaced poorly pls

[oldworldwidgets]

hi! i'm aud!

[my icon is by @unethical-science <3]

im a 24 yr old writer and video game enjoyer :] i love being insane about haunted fictional men online

@mistermarston is my sideblog

this here is my main/fallout blog! heres some fallout stuff!

wonderful you came by: my deacon/sole survivor longfic. chapter posts are tagged #oldworld.fic and other fic discussion is tagged #wycb

atom bomb baby: my chronological deacon playlist <3

my beloved characters:

delilah - fo4, tagged #oc: delilah teddy dawson - fnv, tagged #oc: teddy virginia may adler - fo76, tagged #oc: ginny may mariposa - fo76, tagged #oc: posie

other tags i use to sort my posts -

#oldworld.txt ; #oldworld.posting ; #oldworld.asks

my blogs run 95% on queue (and its like a cavern in there) so i apologize in advance if i freshly rb a post you've already forgotten about :P see ya around! <3

last updated 01.03.25

[questioningdragons]

I'm back on my bi or tri annual Being Erica rewatch, and if I had this show to do over I would make her bisexual and get her a diagnosis for adhd.

[the-jellyfish-graves]

I remind you that you're cute and pretty and try to comfort ramble for almost 7 minutes (with just the smallest amount of flirting)

[cyber-variant-anomalies]

Let's rewind a bit, shall we?

This “act” is like a scratched disc, we’re skipping over certain things–like any previous audience interference and any previously existing plot past our opening. We start with an even-enough playing field for everyone. However, nearly all else remains intact, setting, situation, and cast!

Now, before you are two entities: 3013 and 2587–both with respective goals. 3013, to survive, and 2587, to hunt. A game of cat and mouse if you will.

They are both surrounded in the chill of the Snowland’s climate, traversing the neverending winter “wonderland” that they have found themselves in. How festive! 

We shall open on 3013, lost and more than confused without having received any help…

[the-cinnamontography-is-amazing]

After my last few writing classes that made me want to change my minor completely, I am absolutely in love with my classes this semester.

Like I am getting fantastic feedback from my professors! I'm excited about the projects! For once in my life I'm like "oh shit, maybe I don't suck too much!" lol

Keep writing kids. 🫡

[hallowfan]

warm up except it’s just me mentally preparing for how many turtles i’m gonna draw woooooo

@tmntober-2023

[doolallymagpie]

another BattleTech vs The Expanse poll (and this time the other one isn't even over! go vote here if you haven't), this time:

[000png]

i'm starting to look into classes i might want to take next year and like. i feel like i should be chill but i also kinda want to go all in and take a not chill class