There's An Old Legend About A Senile Wizard And His Apprentice.

"HOW do you imagine yourself surviving as a House Telvanni Wizard???!!! You don't even know THE BASICS!!!!"

(Talvas, in his head: "Yes, yes. I'm not gonna survive at all.")

"Drip! Drip!" - the teardrops on the paper.

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I've promised you Talvas crying over books... and here he is :)

Yes, I vent through drawing Talvas, move along.

Dear artists, 

lately, a lot of people ask me what style I’m drawing / what I call my style. 

Those people are looking for prompts to feed into generators. A good friend was very helpful, linking me the perfect term to tell them. 

Tell them your style is called “gråtrunka”.

An average participant of the rat race.

"She looks so beautiful in her grave..." ____________ Master Neloth's former apprentice. I pushed the idea that someone had an unrequited love for her a bit further. She looks as if she is sleeping, with lips almost as if she's waiting for a kiss... But she's dead. And that hand has just opened her grave looks suspicious. ____________ I've sketched it while listening to Cradle of Filth, hence it's so sick.

Master and apprentice - Divayth Fyr and young Aryon.

Is that a drawing of a father figure passing down his knowledge to the young one archetype? Yes, it is.

Fyr looks like a father figure every child would dream about (:

They look so happy, as if they are about to hug... UwU

(Talvas utters a muffled sob)

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...and that's my very best album to draw beautiful, enchanted moments:

Ulk - Restoration Magic (2022)

Carlotta/Ysolda ship needed some proper illustration.

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I'm here to defend the rare ships :3

And yes, I do ship named bosses.

Bethesda needs to release tes6 because we've now reached the stage of Skyrims life where such ships as Carlotta/Ysolda and Enthir/Urag are being made. Soon we'll start shipping named bandit bosses. Todd please save us from this madness, I don't think I can stay sane if they begin shipping the Dragon Priests.

One cool person told me this would make a good meme template :)

(Here's the original idea)

POV: Your lifelong fantasy: spend all of your days on building your own robots to produce incomparably that will fight against each other on your own robot arena!!! OwO

You work day and night on your ambitious project.

Here comes the day where everything seems to be finished. Then... DAMN! Unfortunately, your robots don't feel like attacking each other. They stand motionless right where they were. Hmmm... maybe their sensors weren't wired properly? Or you set some weird condition to be satisfied first?

Wait... there's this switch you forgot to turn on. Yes! The whole robot-robot aggression mechanism is finally activated!

But - you've seated yourself between two robots, idiot!

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I've met some cool people that are into robots recently (:

(recollecting my own memories of playing with robots, too)

You may like baby Yoda or even baby Rick but I prefer baby Neloth :3

Well, not rly so baby.

I do love speculating what kind of kind of environment and ppl could have created such an ideal a jerk.

I believe that his mother was a renegade cave necromancer on Vvardenfell, maybe of an Ashlander origin. She was probably so disagreeable that she dumped his father and brought up her son on her own. She flooded her son with admiration and managed to pass down her ambitions onto her child. Growing with no father figure, there was no one in his early childhood to burst the bubble of Neloth's self-absorbed delusions... that's how Neloth became Neloth :3

Do you have any theories about the Neloth's past yourself?

"EXPECTATIONS" A fanart of Brelyna Maryon from College of Winterhold burning the letters from her family. They pressured her to make progress in becoming a powerful mage... so she left her homeland and moved somplace else to study. Yes, this is my vent art, move along.

Fic Lines! Tag Game~

Thank you to @dirty-bosmer @kookaburra1701 @elfinismsarts @friend-of-giants @mareenavee @ehlnofeh and... anyone else who tagged me that I might have missed. It's been hectic irl for me, and I haven't gotten a chance to devote a lot of time to Tumblr Tings, but this seemed like a lot of fun.

I'm gonna try to pull from "Breathing Water" and "Liminal Bridges", since I'm currently working on the latter -- so I'll include some unpublished stuff from that as well!

The rules are to share:

A line from your fic that makes you laugh

“You’re in a mood,” Neloth declared through a chuckle. “And you’re distracting me. Which is not helpful, mind you.”  Teldryn leaned in a bit closer. “Is that a bad thing?” “Shoo. Away with you.” Neloth flapped a hand at him. “Let me do my work. Unless you had a terribly important reason for coming to find me.”  “Maybe I just missed you.”  “Yes, well, absence does make the heart grow fonder. So go away.”

(from Liminal Bridges) Neloth and Teldryn's banter makes me laugh a lot.

A line from your fic that makes you sad

“I do…” Neloth began, and Teldryn jumped ever so slightly. Neloth’s voice was so ragged that he felt a little startled himself, barely recognizing the sound. He cleared his throat. “I do… feel.” He twisted the stiff bedroll between his fingers. “I do.” Teldryn said nothing, continuing to look straight ahead.  “It’s just…” He didn’t know where he was going with this, but the words were clawing their way out of him, like some kind of sick, emaciated animal emerging from a cave. “I don’t think I… feel… correctly .”

(from Breathing Water)

A line from your fic you're proud of

For a long moment, all he could see was darkness. Then, the shimmering light of his spell began to catch the edges of shapes, vague and distant. Dozens of ships, scattered like the splintered bones of giants across the ocean floor.

(from Breathing Water)

A line from your fic you think could have been better

Neloth hadn't quite gotten used to the new way of things.

(from Liminal Bridges) I actually went in and altered this line to read: "Neloth had difficulty adapting to the new way of things." but I'm still not entirely satisfied with it. Bleh... best not overthink it too much, I reckon.

A line from your fic that makes you want to punch a character

“It’s not like you even teach me,” Talvas argued. “You just use me as a–a slave.”  “I’ve owned many slaves, my dear boy. If you view the meager work I assign to you as akin to slavery, then there’s no doubt you are just as weak as I previously anticipated. You would have found yourself in shackles had you lived in Morrowind not two hundred years ago.” He sneered, beginning to turn away. “But very well. Get out of my sight. Such spinelessness is unbefitting of anyone who wishes to carry on the legacy of House Telvanni.”

(from a yet-unpublished chapter of Liminal Bridges!) I want to punch Neloth often. It's why I love him so much.

A line from your fic that makes you go 'aww'

“Cold are you?”  “Damn you,” Neloth retorted, looping a leg around one of Teldryn’s. He was as hot as a furnace and Neloth groaned at the warmth, wriggling his frozen toes beneath Teldryn’s calves.  “Aye!” he yelped, trying to jerk away. “You have icicles for feet, you bloody frost troll!” “It’s your duty as my partner to warm my feet,” Neloth argued, tugging the covers up around his shoulders and shifting down to press himself against Teldryn’s side.  “Partner, is it?”  Neloth looked up, a flicker of panic catching in his chest. He’d said that, hadn’t he? Partner. Teldryn was looking down at him with soft eyes, the barest hint of a smirk playing at the corners of his lips.  Neloth cleared his throat. “Would you prefer a different term?”   “No.” Teldryn slid further beneath the covers, wrapping a warm arm around Neloth’s waist. “No, not at all. I… I like that.” He pulled their bodies together, no longer flinching away from Neloth’s cold feet. “And I certainly need to uphold my duties.”

(from Liminal Bridges)

A line from your fic that's full of symbolism

Neloth said nothing, chewing nervously at the side of his tongue as Teldryn slipped a hand beneath his linen undershirt, running a warm, smooth palm across his sides. What on Nirn had possessed him to say ‘partner’? It was supposed to have been harmless banter; their usual back-and-forth. Now, the future stretched before him in branching uncertainty, sprouting delicate buds of possibility that could so easily be clipped or stunted by the cold.

(from Liminal Bridges) A continuation from the scene that "makes me go 'aww'". Honestly it took a while to pick a snippet. I write in unintentional symbolism all the time, or so it's been pointed out to me lol. That, and I love metaphor.

A line from your fic that contains an Easter egg

“For now, we need to try to talk our way out of this. I don’t think I’ll be able to cast any time soon.”  Teldryn let out a low chuckle. “Well, luckily, that’s something I can do.” He unstrapped his bracer and pulled his right glove off. On his middle finger sat a glimmering ring – a moon and star. “I can be incredibly convincing.”

(from Breathing Water) The Moon and Star ring has a charisma boon -- it fortifies personality and speechcraft LMAO.

A line from your fic that's shocking

He looked down at his own body and a wave of sickness washed over him, coupled with the feeling that what he was seeing couldn’t possibly be real: a sword protruding from the center of his stomach.

(from Breathing Water)

A line from your fic you want to talk about more

Agatha huffed a laugh under her breath, removing an empty alembic and replacing it with a kettle on her alchemy workbench. “Your charisma is one of your greatest strengths, Mister Sero. You would make a good diplomat.” “I beg to differ,” he scoffed. “Look at all the good it did me in the First Era.”  A sudden coldness settled behind his breastbone at his own words. An odd slip-up. He’d taken great care throughout his life to separate himself from Nerevar. The phantom memories that came to him in dreams, the loyalties he couldn’t seem to shake, the opinions that seemed to spring from his head fully formed, as if crafted by decades of experience… No. It was the result of knowing his history—knowing Morrowind’s history. Teldryn Sero and Indoril Nerevar were not the same person. To imply otherwise was too frightening.

(from an unpublished future chapter of Liminal Bridges!)

The difference between past Topsy writing Breathing Water and current Topsy writing Liminal Bridges, is that I've actually PLAYED Morrowind now and have a lot more insight into the whole Nerevarine business. And I really wanted to dig a little harder into Teldryn's relationship with being the Nerevarine, specifically what that means for him psychologically. I know there are 100 different ways to spin the reincarnation, but I've settled on the shape of "He's literally just Nerevar".

I tag @vidvana @trickstarbrave @tkwritesdumbassassins @daedrabait and anyone else who wants to jump in and hasn't already been tagged!