#tigerlyla's oc

[laurikarauchscat]

The Emperor does love roses...

A gift for @tigerlyla-of-metinna.

Emhyr dancing with Sarah.

[tigerlyla-of-metinna]

Ask game!

Which actors/actresses would you headcast as your (games/books) blorbos? I know about Emhyr, so maybe Morvran and Sarah?

Ehem... EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Sorry! Thanks @bittersweetbark for sending me an ask. I do have my fan cast for Emhyr, Morvran and Sarah! I will include images @alphagravy gave me.

For Emhyr, the handsome Lee Pace. Not a stretch. He already played an emperor.

For Morvran Voorhis, I cannot think of anyone else beside his voice actor Geoffrey Breton. I mean, he already has the accent! Just give him the hair and that bored look!

And my OC Sarah, I believe Jennifer Connelly already personified her when she was in the movie The Rocketeer. Give Jennifer a youth potion and we have Sarah!

Hope you like my choices!

[valandhirwriter]

If for you the masterpiece of all ideas is male pregnancy, then you are a shit eater.

Hm... I never wrote Mpreg in my life, but THANKS for the good idea. It is a trope I should definitely try. Definitely!

The father would be Emhyr, of course. And the carrier? Lux comes to mind, that would be an easy solution in my writings. Or rather Aeron?

Or maybe some weird shit with Duny and Witcher up North.

@tigerlyla-of-metinna, @regis-favorite-raven, @do-androids-dream-ao3acc, @laurikarauchscat, and everyone else who wants to weigh in:

If I were to take up the Mpreg Trope which characters do you think should it be - pick from my OCs and canon.

[valandhirwriter]

@tigerlyla-of-metinna Not boring at all. I do have an OC for Emhyr too, though I also ship him with Eskel, so I actually find your OC quite interessting. Also your other perspectives of Emhyr, on who he is, and how you see him are interesting. Nothing plain here, and certainly not boring. So no hiding please!

SEND ME A CHARACTER AND I’LL DO THIS;

Sexuality Headcanon: Gender Headcanon: A ship I have with said character: A BROTP I have with said character: A NOTP I have with said character: A random headcanon: General Opinion over said character:

[tigerlyla-of-metinna]

Hi tigerlyla^w^

How do you feel about OC interactions:0?(I secretly want to draw my OCs with other peoples OCs because it’s so fun:33)

Hello lorvdz!

I've crossed-overed OCs when I was your age, and even much younger than that. Of course I shared timelines with my cousins and we had so much fun and how we moved our OCs around a shared fandom, imagining going on double dates and fghting the forces of EEEeeeeevEEEeel together.

I wont say which fandom we had our OCs: too embarrassing ^_^' .

And yes it is fun! So go have fun with your OC's interacting with others, as long as they give you the ok. Then both of your OCs can skip-hop together down that road :D.

[laurikarauchscat]

Do you take commissions? I'd like to commission a drawing of my OC and canon character.

Hello!

Thank you so much for asking, you have no idea how happy this made me!🥰🥰

Unfortunately though, I do not take commissions. And if you have time to read through a ramble, an explanation as to why follows here:

I am in an exploration phase with my art. I've never studied art, so if you browse through my work, what you are seeing is the small steps a novice is taking in trying to achieve a position of being able to say "hey, I'm an artist 😁"

As such, since I'm not super comfortable with my abilities yet, I am not comfortable asking for money in exchange for work. At the same time, I also think it would be unethical for me to offer you a piece for free, as it would take work away from all the other, wonderful artists in this fandom.

For the two pieces I gifted to @tigerlyla-of-metinna: we share a discord server and also two very important interests at the moment. Both of us love and respect Empress Cirilla, while at the same time sexualizing the fuck out of her bio-dad. There the ask was more like "hey, wouldn't it be cool if you drew one of our two mutual fixations in this context?" So I was doing it for myself as well.

Hopefully, some day soon, I will announce an opening of commissions, though, and I'll announce it here.

[tigerlyla-of-metinna]

Hello tigerlyla-of-metinna,

🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction? 

🦷 ⇢ please share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on

❄️ ⇢ what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best?

Hi Ascherune 😋,

🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction? 

I didn't know it was called fanfiction when I was younger. I thought I was just nuts XD. When the first Thundercats came out on TV, I wrote and drew an OC named Leona, the lost Thunderan whose pod landed on a large space rock where she grew up while on stasis until another space rock collided with it and sent her pod to land on Third Earth (where the Thundercats are) I had a whole scenario created how she met them, refused the membership once out of heartbreak and eventually became a member. Oh and her weapon is a twinblade :). I had a sketch of her in pencil on paper. I'm kinda embarrassed taking a shot of it and posting Leona here :/

🦷 ⇢ please share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on

Lifehack: Glass jar lids are tight because it is like a vacuum. The air inside sucks the lid. So give that lid lid a few whacks with a spoon- on the top and also the rim. If there is a (notch, purchase? Dunno the exact term), insert the end of the spoon and give it a nudge. If you hear the top pop, then that stubborn lid can be twisted open easily.

Wisdom: You are never too old or never too late to pursue your interest. Go for it rather than coming up with excuses why not :).

❄️ ⇢ what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best?

Ahhhhh... my dream theme has been written already by the talented @valandhirwriter (Ciri and Morvran finally married and are HAPPY!)

And this is the fanart, also titled Heirs of Nilfgaard! Thanks Cardhwion, for writing my dream theme!😘

(Now I'm gonna turn off anon ask)

Thank you for asking!

[valandhirwriter]

Thank you so much for sharing @tigerlyla-of-metinna! I had to read at once, it's fun to peek into your world. I have to admit, I had considered starting the whole game with an Emhyr/OC piece as well, but then my dear Bear Witchers won out. Thank you so much for sharing!

Lost scenes/Fics Game!

Thank you for tagging me @valandhirwriter. Im going to copy-paste the rules here:

We all probably have them, those scenes that never made the story, the stories that never went anywhere, all those small and larger bits of love we wrote and still hoard on out hard drives. So now - let's share!

The Rules are simple:

1. Share a piece of fic that you cut out for some reason, or a piece of a fic, that you began and never continued, some lost piece of your writing, be it long or short, prose or verse. Unfinished Art and Illustrations are also welcome.

2. Tag five or more people or about everyone where you are curious for them to share a piece of their writing. Specific questions are welcome, but don't need to be adhered to.

3. Be kind. Let's spread positivity. Show support for your fellow artists and writers. Laughing along is great, mocking is not welcome.

4. Tagging someone back is totally fine, if the person doesn't want to share anything else, or anything at all for that matter, that's fine too.

Mine would be a chapter that I removed from my Emhyr x OC fic A Painting of You. This was before I decided to cut the fic into 3 parts. This chapter would've been a part of Part 2: The Roles We Play. The scene happens after the dissolution of Emhyr and Sarahs' relationship. Morvran Voorhis has a minor part to play here and he reports to Emhyr about his findings (this part was revised in The Roles We Play with Vattier doing the reporting). Read the lost chapter under the cut:

                                               Where Loyalties Lie

Sarah carried a wooden bucket of water towards the southwest part of the gardens, just a few hours after dawn; the wind cold enough to give her goosebumps. It was her job to water the hanging plants decorating the arches that were obviously of elven origins. The climbing vines covered the top half of the arches with its lush foliage and pretty little white flowers. Adjacent to it is a small man-made pond with a fountain in the shape of a miniature tower at its center surrounded by a carpet of white and yellow pansies serves as the central decoration and point of interest.

There were very few guests this early in the morning walking around the imperial gardens. Most were old couples taking in the scenery, admiring the flowers and conversing. They paid Sarah and the other workers in the area no mind.

Sarah lifted a dipper full of water towards one of the hanging plants when she felt something soft brush against her cheek. Startled, she spun around and the water spilled, nearly drenching Morvran Voorhis had he not jumped away in time.

“Easy, milady, it’s just me.”

“Oh General, you startled me” she said, hand against her rapidly beating heart. “Did I get water on you?”

Morvran used his free hand to brush away the few speckles of water off his fine blue-gray travelling coat.

“No harm done. Most will probably think I got caught in a light drizzle”

She noticed he was holding a red rose in his other hand. That was the soft thing that brushed her cheek.

“For you, milady”

Sarah took the rose offered to her. She smiled.

“You should do that more, smiling I mean” he said.

Sarah chuckled, feeling a blush rise. She saw the ragged end of the stem and gave Morvran a scolding look.

“You shouldn’t be cutting flowers from the gardens, even if it’s for good intentions. Especially in this sorry state. The workers carry pruning shears, you know.”

He inclined his head to the right and smiled. “My common sense abandoned me when I saw the rose and thought of you.”

Her face took the same shade as the rose. The general definitely knows his way to a woman’s’ heart, or under their knickers.

Sarah shook her head and changed the subject. “What brings you to this side of the gardens, General? Certainly not to see me.”

He raised his hands in front of him. “Please, call me Morvran. Only my men call me by my military title. And the emperor of course.” He added and shrugged. “I have an audience with the emperor a few hours from now, so I decided to look for the garden trobairitz.”

Apart from the gardeners and the emperor, Morvran also knows her secret role.

Sarah placed the rose inside the bucket in an upright position.

“Haven’t you heard? Concert has been postponed, for the foreseeable future.” she said.

Morvran twisted his lips and exhaled through his nose. “I heard from the visitors about it. Shame, I was hoping to hear you sing while I pass the time until my audience. You are greatly missed, milady.”

Wow, he certainly laying the charm down thick!

“Gen- I mean, Morvran. Just this once, I will grant you an exclusive performance as an apology for the near drowning. And as thanks for being a gentleman.” She added.

Morvran gave her a deep bow. “An imperial officer must also be a gentleman, milady, and I lead by example.” He offered her his arm. “Shall we? The inner courtyard should be available and empty at this time.”

Sarah crossed her arms and cocked an eyebrow. “You expect me to sing in my garden gear? Take me to my cottage so I can get my lute and change into something more suitable.”

He grinned.

“Your command is my wish.” Morvran picked the bucket with the rose and offered his arm once more.

Sarah did not refuse.

The inner courtyard was completely empty. Perfect for a concert of one. Morvran sat on the stone bench, leaning back while Sarah sitting adjacent to him strummed her lute.

She had changed into a more casual wear of white long sleeved cotton blouse, dark green trousers and plain brown half boots. She did not dress to impress nor wore any jewelry. And since it was just the two of them, her mask is on the bench beside her.

She chose to play one of her original compositions: about a young girl who followed a hummingbird deep into the forest and finally found a place to call home. The young man was a captivated listener.

“Ow!”

Morvran was out of his seat in a flash and sat beside her.

“What’s wrong, milady? Are you hurt?” he took the lute from her as Sarah inspected her right hand.

She winced. The nail of her forefinger was split in the middle just enough to break the skin. Blood began to trickle slowly down her cuticle.

Morvran took out a white handkerchief from his trouser pocket and folded it over her hand.

“Thank you, Morvran. I think I neglected caring for my nails for so long. I should’ve heeded the aestheticians and wore gloves when gardening.

“I should take you to the physicians-“

Sarah shook her head. “This is a small thing. In less than an hour the bleeding should stop. Thank you. I’ll return to you your handkerchief after washing the bloodstains off.”

“Please keep it milady. I am just relieved that you aren’t in any danger.”

He was still pressing the cloth against her hand.

“Um, I can take it from here”

“Oh, pardon me.”

It was quiet for a while. Morvran picked up the lute and tried his hand on playing, strumming random notes out of the strings.

“If you don’t mind my asking, Gen- I mean, Morvran, what is your audience with the emperor about?”

Morvran looks up and rested a hand on the strings, abruptly cutting the sound. He reached inside the opening of his coat and showed her a corner of what appears to be a several folded papers. Then he tucks them back inside, close to his breast.

“Not exactly an audience, but to deliver information of significant importance to the emperor. I am required to hand them to him personally.”

He looked glum.

“Is there something on your mind?” she asked.

Morvran exhaled and looks at the decorative tree: the centerpiece of the inner courtyard.

“I know of the troubles the emperor has with the Merchants Guild. I’m sure he has mentioned it since you are a member of his council.”

“No, he hasn’t said anything to me about it” she lied, not giving any hint of her involvement. “What does this have to do with you?”

“I am a member; or rather I inherited the membership from my father.” His eyes looked both ways, confirming the privacy of their conversation, and then he leans forward. “I’m afraid the emperor is excluding me from any meetings involving the guild.”

“You are upset that the emperor doesn’t confide in you.”

“I am in the emperor’s service, and I’ve proven my loyalty to him time and time again. Yes, it troubles me that his majesty doesn’t trust me, or my devotion to the empire.”

“Do you trust the emperor, General?”

Morvan looks up and saw she was serious.

“I trust the emperor”

“Then trust that what he is doing is for the good of the empire. When he has need of us, we will be summoned.”

Morvran was quiet, taking in that simple counsel. It was a command he’s familiar with. It came straight from the emperors’ mouth. It revitalized his resolve and dedication. Sarah added.

“He does nothing out on a whim. Decisions are his to dispense, and if it meant excluding us from his confidence, he is doing so to protect the empire and the people.”

“The emperor excluded you as well.”

What is it with Nilfgaardian royalty stating facts instead of asking questions for confirmation? Am I that transparent?

What Morvran said, was the truth. Emhyr still hasn’t summoned her in dealing with the guild, and it was her idea. Or could it be because of their soured relationship that he isn’t seeking her help? She was willing to aid him on a professional level, nothing more.

She gave Morvran a sad smile. “Yes, but he can count on my help when he seeks it.”

Morvran nodded. “Then I shall give him no reason to mistrust me. Thank you for your counsel, Lady Sarah.”

The chamberlain appeared to take Morvran to the emperor’s office. Morvran gave Sarah back her lute and bid her farewell. The chamberlain gave her a nod of acknowledgement which Sarah returned. Both men left the inner courtyard.

Sarah removed the handkerchief and inspected her injury. The bleeding has stopped.

She picks up her lute and mask, puts it on gingerly to avoid aggravating her wound. She looks to the direction of Emhyrs’ office.

Despite our past, you can count on my help, Majesty.

Sarah decided starting that day, she will not avoid him, but she won’t try to attract his attention as well.

If only she could train her heart to be indifferent when he parades his lovers in within her sight.

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Moments ago, in Emhyrs’ office

“These are the reports our informants in Oxenfurt gathered about Lady Sarah’s origins, Your Imperial Majesty.”

“My thanks, General Voorhis. I trust you’ve read these and made your conclusion.”

“Yes sire. The information is still inconclusive. We’ve not enough proof to make a conclusion about Lady Sarah’s origins.”

“Damn that Viscount. I swear by Ard Feainn he is getting more and more incompetent with each task. Did you garner anything in these papers?”

“Yes sire. Base on the available intel, there are seventy -eight Sarahs enrolled at the Oxenfurt Academy. The spies are combing through each one of them and so far, none match Lady Sarah’s description. We’ve even included the years she may have studied there.”

“None?”

“Affirmative, sire. But, as I’ve mentioned, the information is still inconclusive.”

“Hmm.”

“If I may ask, Your Imperial Majesty, did Lady Sarah mention anything during her supposed stay in Oxenfurt? A date perhaps, an instructor or a collegue?”

“Sarah mentioned in passing of a Cidarian noble. Remus, I believe his name was. Pass that to Vattier along with my demand that he better show me results before I decide I have enough of him pussyfooting around and hand his job to someone else.”

“A noble for a colleague. If this Remus is a nobility of high station… Oxenfurt separates the high nobility from the general student body. I’ll have the men look into this Cidarian.”

“Very well. Give the orders, general.”

“As you wish! At once!”

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I taggeth @bittersweetbark, @jawanaka, @traumschwinge, @smehur, @alphagravy and @gauntermetaverse