Chapter Summary: they kiss. they hold hands. they angst. [Shadowheart/f!Tav] | (art by skullinacowboyhat)
She doesn’t move out of reach, doesn’t push Shadowheart away as raw instinct demands. She stares back into Shadowheart’s searching gaze, and does not stop her from pulling the mask down. Cool air kisses her cheeks; Solistre feels naked with her face bare, the mask drawn below her chin.
A great Japanese musician and legendary Harajuku style icon has passed away. There was no band more popular with Harajuku visual kei fans of the 2005-2010 era. The famous Jingubashi bridge was full of REITA/GazettE cosplayers every weekend back then. RIP 🖤🖤🖤🖤
what if sol gets divine punishment for turning from lolth but like. not in a grand, fight-for-your-life type showdown. she makes a home on the surface then realises every spider she comes across tries to bite her. without fail. she said ‘bye spider bitch’ and spider bitch went 'okie. go with my blessing. ten thousand spider bites for life <3’
The Elder Scrolls Online: Necrom - Post Tracing Shadows quest
It’s time we finally talk about what happened. As much as it pains me to revisit the events of the past and of.. Veya.. We need to do this. I.. need to do this. Find me in Necrom’s tavern. There are too many prying ears here.
outfit update → Aneril Nilven, formerly of Lillandril
After settling in Vvardenfell, Aneril joins the Fighters Guild chapter in Balmorra. With her skill in magic and blade, bolstered by her reputation as a hero of Tamriel, she rises easily through the ranks, and is made Province General of Morrowind after decades of service.
Her armour is a hobby project of her mother-in-law, a blacksmith. An eclectic mix of Imperial design and Altmer flair, its sturdy build has seen her through countless battles, mundane and world-shaking alike. Aneril complements it with a dash of red to signify her marriage into a Redoran family.
it’s so fuckin funny to have a dejarik table as the reward for lana’s date night in ves’ context. imagine your wife wiped the table with your stupid ass and you get all angy cos you tried so hard to win >:(( you like winning and she knows it. she loves you enough to let the galaxy burn just for you but not enough to let you win one (1) game.
then one day she shows up with a brand new dejarik table and plops it down in your house as a reminder of your asskicking. ‘darling i so enjoyed our game night :))) i look forward to kicking you in the teeth playing again’
