#this is a Constellation piece

[mareenavee]

Another Sacrifice

For the prompt: Dragon Priest

A shoutout to @changelingsandothernonsense for these caveats:

Dragon Priest's POV Nyenna is the LDB

For those of you who aren't yet familiar, Nyenna is my OC from my main fic, The World on Our Shoulders. This piece is NON CANON. (:

Hope you like the oddness. It was a fun one!

Tagging @throughtrialbyfire, @dirty-bosmer, @archangelsunited, and @paraparadigm <3 It's another Second Person POV and I know you guys have always really supported my efforts on that front, too and it is so, so appreciated!

without further ado~

Another Sacrifice

It has been centuries—untold eras since you last breathed the air of the crypt you called your final resting place. Your skin, fragile now, stretches across your bones like canvas. You need not breathe, for long ago your insides had putrefied. You are desiccated, and yet more powerful than you have ever been before. You feel the magic pulse between the spaces in your ribs where your heart and lungs used to rest. You exhale dust and ash as you rise from your tomb, awakened by a sound in your head—

“Krii daar joorre.”

So He had returned in the end, as he said he would. As you said you would. His Voice echoes across the tundras and river valleys, through mountains and caverns and into the tombs you’d sequestered yourself in waiting for this promised day when you would be called forth from your slumber. Finally, the time has come to make use of the power you had sacrificed everything for. You are to rule this place as you were always meant to rule—with absolute, unshakeable power, guided only by Alduin’s will.

Only, for a moment, it is as if the Words do not ring. The Voice you’ve been hearing is different from what was expected, its signature sideways in your ears. You open your mouth to try and speak, and find yourself unable to articulate. Your trachea has rotted through, the skin peeling from the effort of opening your jaw. How, then, are you to call to your Lord? How, then, are you to respond?

You look through eyes that are not eyes, and through the veil of magic that sustains you, a figure emerges. You know her, and yet you do not. She speaks your language, and yet does not speak at all. She crouches in the darkness, her spectral bow glimmering in the faint light. She has eliminated the ones whose life force kept you in stasis. She is why you are now awake. Not to kill all mortals—just this one. You are confused for a brief moment as you sift through your memories and try to wrap your head around this breach of etiquette. Only Alduin was supposed to call you forth. You were to rise to greet him and lead his army of thralls, and return this place to the unyielding rule of the Dragon Cult. That had been your purpose. That was the power you had sacrificed everything for.

Anger, or something like it, flashes in what is left of your mind—not so much a mind as a swirling cloud of Necromantic magics housed inside a crumbling skull. This false dragon, whose soul hides itself inside a prison of flesh, had the gall to destroy the reserves of soul-power you had so carefully hand selected, in such ways that they would never rise again. And now? Now she intends to fight you, bow brandished as if her power could hope to be your equal—or your undoing.

A vile cackle leaves what is left of your throat. The girl before you does not cower, does not bend to the enormity of your presence. Your hand grips the cool gold of the staff you carried. A shock of power runs through it and across your body. Your laughter, deep and insidious, does not stop as the magic courses through the pathways that used to be veins, muscle, sinew. You float, no longer bound by the constraints of mortal existence. Your lips, or what remains of them, twist into a sneer. Without effort, you redirect the storm you summoned, aiming for the false dragon, the one without wings, the one without authority. You will end her. That is the only directive you can follow. -> Read the rest on AO3.

[sarakipin]

As tradition, my Rook's tarot card 💜 I cannot express my gratitude to the many people who worked on this game's development over the years. The Dragon Age franchise has always been a huge inspiration to me and I'm so happy to say that Veilguard carried that torch beautifully. I can't wait to play this game 10 more times ✨

[mienar]

remnants of where we have been

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[meirimerens]

the crescent-crowned

[szynkaaa]

my girl cries stardust

or that one time the Destined One was starstruck (literally?)

in my head this is after the Destined One and my OC have been traveling for a while and now and established a good form of communication too despite the Destined One being silent. He noticed that she never allows her herself to cry in front of him, figured it might be because she didn't want people to see her cry. And then something something happened where she reached her limit and broke down. Seeing her cry was simultaneouslythe most beautiful and heartbreaking thing he has seen.

[divine-draws]

Take me to the docks, there is a ship without a name there And it is sailing to the middle of the sea The water there is deeper than anything you've ever seen Jump right in and swim until you're free

[the-mother-of-lions]

- taylor byas

[shikanji]

dream spill

[wyvernity]

sss day my favorite national holiday WOOOOHHHH

bonus

[captn3]

fairly odd parents still infecting my brain have a redraw

og screenshot ^ im already working on stuff with backgrounds i dont need to make even more

[cecilscribbles]

billford week, prompt 2/3: muse/stars

@localcanadiancreature62

[z-sleepypyro-z]

celestial centipede

[ceruleanfuckup]

Guys I think I am experiencing baby fever.... but like... with tattoos.

[hexfloog]

So suffer your fate, oh, come here and give me a hug Nobody loves you like I love you, oh, my dear But you should've known that this was gonna end in tears

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Yeah I went and finished it 👉👈 Silly as it sounds, it was bothering me so, so much to only have two stickers designed and not three when the third WIP was just sitting there PLS FORGIVE

Third design in the Evil Conan sticker series!! If we cross paths at COAF 2024 you might get to take one home :3 ...assuming I have them... :33 ...I finished this pretty late... :333 It is very unlikely I will get them in time GAH what was the point of me rushing this (sobbing)

Since three is a nice number for a set of things, this and the previous two stickers will be going up for sale on my shop as a bundle soon, so stay tuned!

(Previous sticker here)

[starburstdragon]

fell too hard into this aesthetic and thought "huh.... yknow the p3 gang has a lot of those same vibes going on........."

[yanderecookierunkingdom]

Pitaya Dragon Cookie with a S/O who loves to spar with them, even if it usually ends up with you on the ground afterwards, utterly defeated. But they love seeing the fire in your eyes as you challenge them each time, despite both of you knowing that it'll end up with them winning. They enjoy the thrill of it, knowing that they have you, their blazing treasure, who can defend themself at a moments notice.

Pitaya Dragon Cookie loves you, and the fierce fire burning in your heart. Just make sure to keep that fire burning, because now that you they know you can spar with them, they won't want to stop anytime soon.