#nithys

[ryansjane]

ryan + wearing jane's shirt

[chenanigans-draws]

Day 23 of Amphibuary is Common so here's a bunch of my Grung characters, at least before my latest Grung pc and her family. All of them except the orange family are a party of the tribe Hyla Rouj.

[offjumpoladulkittiporn]

more the trainee bts 💚

[nithhaiahh]

"Mister wolf... I'm hungry~"

[scandalousfemale]

It truly is an ick when guys expect you to message them all the time, especially on dating apps. I took two days to respond to one man and he’s like “your reply skills need work,” bro?? It’s a dating app, relax.

[spiider-caller]

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕚𝕡𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕙 𝕗𝕚𝕥 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕖 𝕐𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕒 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕀'𝕕 𝕕𝕖𝕧𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕜 𝔹𝕒𝕓𝕪, 𝕔𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕖 𝕞𝕖

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Now they are tethered together, for eternity @nithhaiahh

[hook-and-chains]

Before the Year is over, tell the mun or muse something you wanted to tell them. Can be on anon or not! 🎉

[jobskenyaplace]

PROVISION OF CLEANING SERVICES & SECURITY SERVICES 2024 - TNCG

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[mars-imelo]

Nithi, on their little delivery quest across the land 🍊

[lastarvek]

not sure who needs this, but here is a list i've made of all the "realistic" serana replacers, bc i know the "doe-eyed 16 yr old" look that most replacer mods have gets old real fast (and creepy, given her backstory)

replacer for serana by @yennethan : i love this one and i'm going to use it for my next playthrough. gives her more of a 'wise older sister' vibe, as opposed to a 'young vampy bimbo'.

anima nera by serkethetyt : this one has a creepier vibe than all the other serana replacers i've seen. if you like your vampires to be more on the horrific and visceral side, then look no further.

npc overhaul - serana (high poly) by ihuntalone : this mod manages to strike a nice balance, keeping her facial proportions realistic while still making her look delicate and elegant

eeekie's serana by eeekie : one thing i love about eeekie's mods (besides the stunning realism) is that the characters always look like grown adults. if you want a more mature and seasoned look for your serana, this is the one.

seranade by annaccident : i only found this mod while making this post and ?? why is this one so underrated lol, she is gorgeous. i like her tired eyes, because wouldn't you also be exhausted after taking nirn's longest nap? the hairs are also mashups, making them quite unique and giving her the signature braids she sports.

dashing dawnguard followers by tragedian : one of my all-time faves ! this one (and all of tragedians mods) puts a refreshing spin on vanilla style, staying true to the game's original vibe but making serana a lot more aesthetically pleasing in the process. (note that this mod is not standalone and will replace other dawnguard npcs)

definite serana smp hair by mharlek1 : another mod that stays pretty true to vanilla style, with the added bonus of smp hair ! (if you don't use smp, there's an option for no physics as well).

serana - daughter of coldharbour by southpawe : this mod models serana's face after her voice actor, laura bailey. the ethics of this mod are... questionable lol, but on the plus side, who fits serana's voice better than her literal voice actor?

nithi npc enhancement - serana by nightmarezone : this lovely serana has a realistic face and has 3 different hairstyles to choose from. if you like the style of this mod, you should check out the rest of their work, bc their npcs are awesome.

dragonborn waifus - yet another serana replacer by lucazoid : don't let the name fool you, this is no waifu mod. this replacer gives her a strong brow and tired eyes, and has a whopping 24 (!!!) hairstyle options.

[ryansjane]

jane + being โคตรหล่อ (so damn handsome)

[chenanigans-draws]

The final day of Amphibuary: Leap! The Froggy Five returns each with their own leap! Thanks for sticking around for my frogs!

[offjumpoladulkittiporn]

that's adorable 🥰💚

[nithhaiahh]

Seraph wraps her in a blanket burrito and sits her somewhere nice with warm soup.

"Uh... thank you? But uh..."

"How... am I supposed to eat it like this..? Also, I can't see. Where am I? Help."

[scandalousfemale]

Currently how my life have been when all I want is to be writing fanfiction

[holmesoverture]

I posted another fic! Still restricted to AO3 users for now, but I've included a snippet below the cut. It even includes an indirect Hobbit reference for funsies :)

March 13, 1945

My dear Watson,

It has occurred to me that I was not as considerate as I perhaps should have been regarding the recent vicissitude in your personal habits. You were of course well within your rights to employ whatever methods necessary to escape Dedrick’s associate, even if those methods involved inadvertently sacrificing your facial hair. It is only that I have never known you to look any other way, and the idea that weeks will pass before your face is restored to its usual condition was a disturbing one.

In short, I apologise for yelling at you for shaving your moustache and I would like to offer a small token as a penance. I don’t know why you insist upon keeping written accounts of my adventures when you know I won’t allow you to sacrifice my anonymity by publishing them, but I know that doing so makes you happy. Therefore, to make amends for my behaviour, I will tell you how I reunited the pieces of the broken key, rediscovered the lost windows of St. Aidan’s, and almost rescued you from two aspiring art thieves.

Our misfortunes began two mornings past. We were working our way through both our breakfasts, such as they were, and a lively discussion on the literary merit, such as it is, of Nordic poetry.

“But this makes no sense,” I protested. “Just look at this passage here: ‘Nyi and Nithi, Northri and Suthri/Austri and Vestri, Althjof, Dvalin/Nar and Nain, Niping, Dain/Bifur, Bofur, Bombur—’ and on and on it goes! It stops in the middle of the narrative to list off dozens of dwarfs who have no bearing whatever on the story the author has just introduced.”

“That text is centuries old,” you replied. “Passages such as that one were probably intercalated from other sources. Bellows says as much in his introduction.”

“That is only an excuse for its gaucherie, not a cure.”

“Bluster all you like, you’ll never convince me these poems aren’t a perfectly lovely way to spend an evening. Besides, I should hope that I, the aspiring author, am rather more familiar with good writing than you, the man who finds muddy footprints more entertaining than an afternoon at the cinema.”

“Muddy footprints make more sense than those silly comedies you waste your pension on.”

You prepared to defend your poor taste, probably with something along the lines of how comedy is one of the only genres not to regularly feature gunshots and explosions, and how paying to forget the war for a few hours was not a waste at all. I in turn would argue that scientific journals provided the same effect without the implausible plot devices and painful overacting. Then you would shake your head at me, with affection I hope, and flop back into your armchair by the fireplace and read your intercalated poetry as obviously and as obnoxiously as you could without making a sound. Fortunately we were saved the trouble of re-enacting this argument by Mrs. Hudson, who announced the arrival of a new client.

I told her to send him up and she went to do so, pausing halfway down the stair to readjust her left shoe, which she had been a bit hasty about stepping into when she heard the ring of the bell. She spoke briefly with our visitor in a voice too low for me to clearly hear and then went out to tend her infernal chickens, so the man—it was probably a man, for few women wore boots so heavy and broad, or possessed a gait so long and loud—ascended the stair alone. His knock was confident and perfunctory, performed out of a sense of obligation rather than genuine courtesy, and he entered without awaiting a response. He wore a recently-purchased secondhand suit—he was saving his coupons for something else, then—and had stayed up working on papers of some sort rather later than he should have. I remember you saying later that he could have been handsome if not for the thick sinister brows and the slippery smile. He introduced himself as James Dedrick and insisted that his story would be well worth our while.