a close shave on the voidcast dais

A storm came to Ala Mhigo and freedom followed in its wake

tent — for the single-word drive!

Only 14 summers old, X'vahl had ran as far away from home as his legs could take him. He ran until his lungs burned and his feet bled from the straps of his sandals digging into his skin, stopping only when his body wouldn't allow him to go any further. Gathering a small amount of reserve strength, he put the survival skills his father had taught him to use in their first real world application and set up a small camp. It wasn't much, just a meager campfire and a tent to sleep under. It wouldn't protect him from any wild animals, but it would at least shield him from the elements. As he sat in front of the fire, he desperately pleaded with his mind to stop replaying the images of his dad's brutal death. Was it not enough to have witnessed it first hand? When his eyes could no longer keep themselves open, he curled up in his small tent and fell asleep. Perhaps as a mercy, he did not dream that night.

This one had me stumped for a while, and I almost requested a new prompt. I'm glad I didn't though because this set allowed me to learn some new things, or at least test some things I've been wondering about for a while. Learning how to make a male miqo'te child/young teen in-game was certainly a challenge but I'm overall pretty satisfied with how this turned out.

Also forgive my weird writing. I haven't written anything like this in ages and honestly I'm mildly self-conscious about it but I felt that I wanted to include at least some context for this set. I also wanted to at least try to write something again and see where I'm at with my writing again since it's something that I've been wanting to start doing again.

a close shave on the voidcast dais

Since I've been thinking about None today... some updated shots of them. Saved them so maybe I can sneak in a few Odette & None adventures soon. None uses THEY/THEM pronouns, thank you!

A bonus shot because I adore the little tail...

— onokoro days

“I happen to like your company, Meryta.” “And I like yours.” She bites her lips. “I’m glad this is—settled. I’ve not ever—I’m not used to…” She trails off. “Good,” he says again. “Good,” she says. She pushes him in the water. He sputters and stands, the water reaching only to his waist, but his clothes are soaked. Meryta is laughing, so he pulls her into the water too. He suspects she could resisted him, but she falls in easily enough, with a small delighted squeal. He feels young. — @thevikingwoman

When I see you, hearts flutter around me.

— i. the first

The sun was blazing that day beneath the Sultantree. An unexpected meeting, an unanticipated battle, the first of many. They were strangers, then…

✦ prompts

bonus:

👁️👄👁️.

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Mayqo'te #4- Sea/Sky

He wasn't ever going to choose

Prompt: Clan

His heart stops. He would recognize that voice anywhere even in the midst of a thousand people. He turns and spots two young miqo’tes standing before him wearing simple clothes of furs and leather, male and female, both with flaming red hair and emerald green eyes… just like him, his clan... family.

but all of these dreams keep coming back to me slowly, slowly

ty @lilas for letting me borrow avi for the sweetest date <3

Any fellow WoLxErenville enjoyers interested in a week prompt list thingy? Im not sure if one is already a thing but I’ve been thinking of making one if there is interest in it~ (it would just be here on tumblr unless someone cross posts it to twitter or where ever else which would be 100% fine)

Mayqote2024: Sweet.

Prompt: Wonder

"Ever wondered why your life is the way it is? Why are you tied to the Warrior of Light?"

We are the sanctuary in the worst of storms, full of thunder and torrent, we shield through the sorrow and depression.

Through the smiles, the pains, the hopes, and the despair… We are the Guardian of Azem. And we will always walk in the light.

Soteria & Emya