#Ah finally an update!

[mythosofshadow]

Mythos Of Shadow.

Prologue. Part 25/25 End of prologue. [ First Page ]

[sekai-no-reita]

[ohmeadows]

moodboard for the ruan mei/jingliu fic (it's almost finished!!!! months of work!!!! tons of research!!!! labor of love and obsession!!!)

[snowe-zolynn-rogers]

ANNOUNCEMENT:

Some, if not all, of my fics will most likely move to having delayed or slowed updates.

My family is moving and packing will take a long ass time since we're helping to clean, rip up old stained carpets (new will be installed once we move out), packing for five animals and five adults, and we have to still go through storage.

This is a preemptive post. I may or may not be able to write on time or according to schedule.

The moving process may just make me focus on ideas knocking around my head instead of chaptered fics that update weekly (like Kill Lunar and The Eclipses Chatroom), or everything may continue to update weekly just as smoothly as before.

Anything and everything is subject to change. I'm not sure if the moving process will influence my writing or not.

[lostxmelody]

finally.... green checkmark..... its over

thank you for the continued support! here is the final chapter!

if i were to voice all my appreciation, this post would be thousands and thousands of words long, so please enjoy the words ive written for mikoto and fuuta instead. it’s been a wonderful time writing these two, and in doing so ive been able to really break out of my shell and finally have the courage to interact in an online space. thank you!!!!!

[mareenavee]

The World on Our Shoulders | Chapter 36: The Ghosts of Your Own Mistakes

25th of Sun’s Dawn 4E 202

If there was one thing going for this Godsforsaken province, at least the auroras were nice to glance up at. This one shone green and purple amidst a myriad stars. Something about it was calming — or it would have been if there hadn’t been so much trouble to work through. Teldryn looked back down and prodded at his campfire with a stick, stirring the ashes and sending up sparks. He’d decided to leave Windhelm on foot rather than fighting with the carriage driver for the millionth time — the very same one who seemed to hate Dunmer worse than Ulfric himself did. It was unfortunate. He’d crossed into Whiterun Hold, sure, but it still felt like the city was ages away. He’d walked so far. Farther than he should have, given his haste to leave and resultant lack of supplies. His entire body ached with the effort he’d put into trying to catch up with Nyenna.

Part of him still wished he hadn’t been so stupid. There was a reason he’d let her go, even if it wasn’t quite as thought out as it should have been — or even if he was a bastard about it. And he had been. He knew it. Everyone knew it. He sighed as the stick broke where it had burnt away to charcoal. He tossed the other half into the flames and reached for his mug of canis root tea he’d left on a rock by his knee. At least there was that.

He dug around in his pack for an old map he’d purchased from Revyn before he left Windhelm. If he wasn’t too far off the mark, he’d be right across the river from Whiterun proper after a day of traveling. He could take a slightly longer route and cross in relative safety at Riverwood. He’d always liked that town. Quiet. Peaceful. Nothing chaotic ever happened there. But it would take an extra day at least to then travel back north toward the city.

What does it even matter, you s’wit? A day, a year? She’s not going to forgive you. Not after everything.

His inner thoughts had never been particularly kind, but these days he couldn’t keep a kind word in his skull if it killed him. Riverwood, then. He could at least resupply and stay at the inn there. He’d already sent word ahead to Delvin that after he took care of an errand, he’d be back in Riften. Might as well take on a few jobs while he was here, especially if Nyenna wasn’t about to forgive him. He had to try. He had to. Riften was just a backup plan. She’d have every right to reject him and send him on his way. And he would go. But he had to try and make things right, if he could.

But you can’t and you know it. Why even try?

He sighed again and sipped his tea. Why try? Because it was the right thing to do. To apologize for being the worst version of himself that she’d ever have to see. Hopefully, even if he did have to turn tail and leave immediately, he wouldn’t have to be that person again. Something in the back of his mind itched — like he’d tried to stay true to those words before, and never could quite manage. He wondered for half a moment what Geldis would have had to say about his inner voice and the thoughts which seared through his head these days. He should have said something before he left — though there was little that could be done that he wasn’t already trying to do. He shrugged and downed the rest of his tea. It would be best to settle in, get a little shut eye — if the damned echo would let him rest properly. Maybe the trip tomorrow wouldn’t take as long as he’d estimated. The map Revyn had was rather old, and parts were still incomplete. He’d have to find out.

Teldryn yawned and stretched. He’d set up camp far enough away from the road to not at first be noticeable, but close enough that he could hear if someone left the path in order to investigate the woods. He’d set his tent up on the leeward side of a particularly large boulder, and had burnt his campfire low and small — easy to kick dirt over if he had to conceal his position in a hurry. Traveling alone wasn’t that big of a deal, but it wasn’t without its danger. He knew that well enough by now.

He glanced up one last time, watching the aurora meander across the sky. His breath fogged in the cold and he drew the thin blanket from his bedroll around his shoulders. Yes. It would be better to rest, if he could. He tossed another few branches onto the fire before sprinkling in a pinch of fire salts, then climbed into his tent. He tucked the rest of the pouch into his pack and drew his cloak around him, praying they’d keep him warm enough. -> Read the rest on AO3!

[souptomatobasil]

Hello and welcome to the "ah fuck i skipped like two updates by accident" MEGA UPDATE Whoops <3 Anyway here's everything you missed ok im gonna go back to working on the rest of the comic now <3

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[aromanticasterisms]

yknow i was a little miffed when yoimiya got her second story quest but i can't even be mad that cyno's getting his. he's been around since manga days he deserves it

[meownotgood]

aki hayakawa shrine

[magistralucis]

@absolut--kurant!

[ageless-aislynn]

If Tumblr disappears, you can find me sitting here crying about it because I'm really no place else. 🤷‍♀️

[invisiblehoodie]

Okay so I have FINALLY finished my intro (ish?) pages for my iterationnnn~

I guess this is the official introduction to them?

Alsooo quite inspired by @probably-not-a-rutabaga tmnt aberration :)

[bey-life]

[lemememeringue]

depression is back. hit like a truck.

[moldwood]

my quirk with my ttrpg character designs is that i always account for the bag they must be wearing to carry their stuff. i have changed solid outfit designs before just to make sure their backpack can be put on without trouble. now do i ever draw the backpack? that is not the point

[fluffle-writes]

I'm really curious about what might happen after we're done with all the Overblots at NRC and Yuu finds a way home

Like, will that be it? Will there be some kinda spinoff story afterwards? I wouldn't be surprised if they kept doing events - but what will become of the main story?