thank you for checking out my blog! my name is jules, and i am a digital artist and writer who loves oc's. this blog is primarily about the elder scrolls, my main blog is @temple-jules. i am also willing to tag posts that may be triggering, please send an ask if i need to tag something that may be triggering, please include what you would like me to tag it as. i ask that if you are a terf or use gen ai to please not even bother following me. minors will also be blocked, this is for my own comfort as i tend to blog about adult themes and topics.
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Behold, I have so much bullshit to share this week (waiting for the inevitable crashout)
Still slowly working on a ref-sheet but got distracted over shirtless Brynjolf (linking it here because it's also a wip, I will render it one day) once again during the weekend, then some crackship-of all time-shenanigans, and.. more Bryala because.. I need them injected directly in my veins occasionally otherwise I will perish
Shared little bit of Mora's Agony-transformation last week, but there's also some other forms she has, like the Mephala's Favour (it's not quite as drastic as Mora's, but it's still something >:)
Also yay, Shiala finally has some clothes!! I'm thinking of doing customised Ebony Mail and Nightingale-fit aside this, but we'll see how long will my spoons last
Putting the rest under the cut because I am freaking yapping and there's MORE
Also, weapons!! Been slowly working on Chillrend, it's been so much to render (Yes it's the version from Oblivion Remastered, I prefer that one over the Skyrim-one). Also Ebony daggers from one my older wips (will get size to match with Chillrend properly later, they're just there for now lol)
Aaand then some ship-wips to the end! (Who put crack on my coffee this week seriously) Bryala is my last night's sudden whimsy (Shiala kinda looks weird, idk?) saw a nice ref and I ran for it. And on the right we've got a peek for some new business-deal in Whiterun going on. >:)
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Tagging back with no pressure, just a gentle pat on the head and running away ~ @sulphuricgrin @umbracirrus @friend-of-giants @heavy-metal-dick @blue-dartwing @donemer @neloths-tea @honeybeebunny111 @runathequiet @sugarysins @skyrimhusbandmaterial @skyrim-forever @flycasual @theflowergrrl @thegrunkiest @silly-little-diary @theoneandonlysemla @dirty-bosmer @juliette-has-a-pencil @oblivions-dawn @logan-supernova @dark-brotherhoe @truth-01001001-liar @kauchenoe @peacefulcat @helloskitty99 @luciolafantastic ♡
Ty for the tag @sulphuricgrin @umbracirrus @blue-dartwing @donemer @chiqita @friend-of-giants ♡
Here I thought I was gonna skip WW this week but, here we are again ahah. Finally getting a ref-sheet started for Shiala.
First time me actually thinking the scar-placement on her chest properly, it might still change. Looking forward crashing out while trying to figure what she will wear.
I wasn't planning on sharing any writing either but thanks to @helloskitty99 I dug out something I recently wrote about the Yngvild-sidequest, so here you go a snip from that!
Words: 400ish
The cold breeze of the Pale beats Shiala’s cheeks without mercy when she finally arrives to Dawnstar. It was foolish to think she’d have the means to just go straight to Yngvild, the size of that tomb was ridiculous — she could still see it from the edge of Dawnstar. What on Nirn did nords compensate for back in the day?
Stepping inside the Windpeak Inn brings back strange memories. She remembers vividly being covered in gore after killing a dragon and listening the local whisper in terror until she finally managed to get changed. Other half of the crowd desperately surrounding Erandur, begging for his help with their nightmares. That’s how they met, not knowing some time later their acquaintance nearly lead to his death. The messy, passionate months after feel more like a hazy dream now. Sometimes she thinks perhaps so much of was exactly that — a dream. The miasma messing up with her head. His head, when she caused him to relapse. What a mess it all was.
The innkeeper recognizes her. He smiles, though behind his facade there's still the same apathy as she remembered— a mark that Vaermina left in his poor face, not physically, but the mental drain that all left in him still shows.
“Good to see you,” Thoring says to her, but she doubts he means it, ‘what can I get for you?”
Shiala’s purse jingles out of her little pocket as she lays it on the counter. “If I could get a room for tonight, and perhaps something to eat.”
“Seeing your old friend?” He asks with a yawn.
“No,” she pauses, hoping she won't end up bumping up to Erandur this time. “Can you tell me anything about Yngvild?”
His right eye twitches. It makes Shiala chuckle a little, thinking the man already regrets saying that it was nice to see her — because was it really, knowing Shiala always gets herself involved with the town's problems, even with the once not needing for attention of the Dragonborn. “Many strange things happening lately. First the nightmares, then the Black Door, women going missing.. ”
Missing women? Shiala senses his nervousness and the volume of his voice lowering. “Sounds more for a reason to pry further. What's so strange about it then? There's some kind of master wizard, no?”
“Aye. There’s some unsettling rumors going on about that place.” Thoring serves himself a drink, too, drinking ale straight from the bottle. “Necromancy.”
Passing tag along, no pressure just patting you all on the head and running awayy ♡ @hircines-hunter @heavy-metal-dick @neloths-tea @honeybeebunny111 @runathequiet @sugarysins @skyrim-forever @skyrimhusbandmaterial @flycasual @theflowergrrl @thegrunkiest @ashblind @silly-little-diary @theoneandonlysemla @dirty-bosmer @juliette-has-a-pencil @oblivions-dawn @logan-supernova @dark-brotherhoe @truth-01001001-liar @darkcimba @nerevarbean @solar-nightengale @kauchenoe @peacefulcat @helloskitty99 @luciolafantastic and YOU 🫵 who I probably forgot to tag because holy look at this list!! It's getting mad long, ily guys ♡ Also if you don't like being tagged just let me know I'm being brave and tagging some new people this week hehe
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I swear this paper says is suited for watercolor, but that's not true! It's beyond terrible. I fighted until the end, and even with all that, the illustration didn't turn out as expected. I'm a bit mad about it, but I know I should have tested the paper first.
I will try a alcohol markers painting next time, to see if this papers has some uses besides full ink illustrations.
I caught up with my tags for the last several weeks! 🎉 i have the energy to participate finally
Tagged this week by: @flycasual @honeybeebunny111 @hircines-hunter @saltymaplesyrup @intyaliel
and over the last few weeks: @chiqita @skyrim-forever @theoneandonlysemla @cresu @umbracirrus @blossom-adventures @heavy-metal-dick @nerevarbean @stormbeyondreality @blue-dartwing (tagging you all back if you haven't posted!)
I'm still working on my submission of @tes-season-unending-fest prompt "Recovery"! So have a snippet! Touching on the more immediate consequences to Lilli resurrecting Miraak. >:)
Words: 330 || Warnings: mentions of death
Miraak wakes to the smell of woodsmoke before dawn has coloured the sky.
For one long, empty breath, there’s only the expectation of green-black light. Stone slick with old ink. Pages turning where no hand has touched them. A skyless height above a sea that is not water, and the patient pressure of a thousand hidden eyes fixing themselves upon him because he has dared to sleep.
Instead, there are wooden beams overhead. Only woodsmoke, wool, the faint, bitter trace of a healing draught left too near the bed.
And beneath all of it, Lilliandra’s breathing. That’s the sound that keeps him from rising immediately. It catches once, shallowly, almost too quiet to mark as distress, then steadies with effort.
Miraak turns his head.
She lies beside him on her back, propped more upright than comfort should allow. Pillows are wedged beneath her shoulders. Another is tucked against her side, keeping her from rolling onto her ribs in her sleep. The blankets sit low across her waist despite the chill, because fever makes her overheat and shiver in turns. Her hair is unbound over the pillow, a spill of gold made dull by the dimness before dawn.
Her face is bloodless beneath the golden undertone of her skin. The bruising begins at her throat and disappears beneath the neckline of her nightclothes, mottled violet and blue-black where power has torn through flesh that could not properly contain it. Her right hand rests over her sternum, fingers curled as if even in sleep she means to hold herself together.
She looks very little like the creature who had stood over him in Apocrypha with dragon souls burning in her, furious and terrible and doomed.
She looks very little like the elf who had witnessed him killed.
Killed.
The word comes as coldly as winter. Mora’s tentacle through him. Mora’s voice around him. Mora’s ownership finally tiring of defiance and making an example of the first Dragonborn in front of the Last.
Caught a tag from @dirty-bosmer @kauchenoe @chiqita @heavy-metal-dick @helloskitty99 @nerevarbean @blue-dartwing @luciolafantastic @hircines-hunter this week and @honeybeebunny111 @flycasual @runathequiet @neloths-tea @theflowergrrl @sulphuricgrin @theoneandonlysemla last week(tagging you all right back xx)
I'm still having the blues after finishing my GTA-girl pinup earlier this week (can anyone else relate after you finish something and you start to question what's the meaning of life? lol) and trying to return to this recovery-prompt piece of Brynjolf I started couple weeks back now. I think I got little too ambitious with all the versions I want to do and it burned me out haha
It's still in quite rough shape rn (so is Brynjolf ehehehehe) but hopefully I start to trust the process soon again
I also started a new 'Dream' writing-prompt already for @tes-season-unending-fest of my two idiots living suspiciously ordinary, almost perfect life in their little lakehouse in Falkreath (Tho I haven't finished the previous one yet ahah, oh noo another unfinished writing.) Have some of that under the cut.
Words: 540ish (slightly suggestive)
Shiala's toes curled as her feet hanged by the edge of her little dock by the lake Iilinalta. Brynjolf had built it for her few summers back, when he was so eager to show her he was good for more than just larceny. Was it a little wonky? Maybe, but it gave character, he convinced to himself mostly, when Shiala had began to giggle, when the some gaps between the boards were almost comically uneven.
She leaned on the rail, her lap covered under a light blanket made from silt strider-silk. A glass of wine and a book she had began to read, but clearly abandoned shortly after. She looked like she was at peace, Brynjolf almost felt sorry for interrupting her.
The evening sun warmed his face as he walked towards her. The wood creaked beneath his weight, giving away his presence. As he got close enough he leaned to her, smelling her hair that left a scent of lavender trailing in the air. His favourite. He kissed the back or her head softly.
“A septim for your thoughts.” Brynjolf's nose nudged to the nape of her neck as he seated himself next to her.
Shiala's eyes found their way to rest to his lips for a moment, before leaning into him and stealing a kiss. Her lips were as soft as ever, a hint of Shadowbanish wine lingered from them. “Thought about the time me first met.” She said to him, a wicked smile tugging on her face.
“It was a good night for a thief, robbing an unknown, arrogant lass.”
“I meant the first time.”
“Oh. That was a great night too.” His smile was coy. “You made many orphans happy that night, myself included.” He paused for a moment again, twirling her hair around his finger. “I'm glad you found me again.”
“Mm. I am too.”
“Precious little killer.” Brynjolf held his face close to her after their lips departed, his eyes mapped the small freckles of her face. Her nose wasn't powdered, her lashes fluttered in their naturally pale shade against the rays of the dawning sun — how could she hate them so to always hide them under a layer of pigment? She always said the same thing — people stared her enough already.
That, he could understand. He himself didn't want to part his eyes off from her.
She was his everything now.
Though it was nearly the end of the Last Seed, the water of Lake Iilinalta held some warmth. Shiala's feet barely touched the surface.
“Dinner's nearly done.” Brynjolf ‘ hand brushed over Shiala's, that rested by her side on top of a book. “Though looking at you, I'm much more interested in dessert right now.”
Her fingers twitched under his touch. “Mmh,” her voice lowers into a whisper, “Shall we get right to it, then?”
“Impatient lass.” The heat creeped up Brynjolf's neck all the way to his ears. “Come here.”
He let his arm wrap around her and pulled her closer to him. Trails of kisses began from her neck, continuing to her chest that exposed itself beautifully from her dress. Impatiently, he scooped her legs to lay on his lap, before picking her up and holding her close to him in his embrace.
Passing tag along @friend-of-giants @umbracirrus @skyrim-forever @skyrimhusbandmaterial @ashblind @sugarysins @silly-little-diary @juliette-has-a-pencil @dark-brotherhoe @oblivions-dawn @donemer no pressure, just a pat on the head and running away xx
This is specifically Lilliandra in the Little Dragon, Little Shadow AU. A few years after birthing Ophelia and she's finally come to terms/more comfortable with her post-pregnancy body, stretch marks and all <3
A lucky random person will get art of their choosing. 2 characters (full render and background).
I want this to be simple and easy. For now I will only ask for your usernames! And after I run the list of names through a randomized I will discuss in private about what I will draw.
Basic rules
Characters must be related to The Elder Scrolls. Any game, based on games, etc.
I will accept any and all OCs/NPCs. I can draw furries/scalies, werecreatures. Humans, elves etc.
Art will be SFW (whether it’s platonic or romantic or ENEMIES).
Please only enter once! If I see you’ve entered with multiple accounts I will ignore your submissions.
You do not need to follow me, but please be ready to accept a DM or ask from me. (Failure to respond with 48 hours will result in a reroll for a new name)
Rules are subject to change. I will reblog if things change.
You do not need to like or reblog, but it helps with allowing others to see!
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Pair: Brynjolf/Mercer Frey, Brynjolf/Female Dovahkiin (only mentioned by name)
Words: 4000
Rating: Explicit
Additional tags: Dubious Consent, Drinking to Cope, Blow Jobs, Drunk Blow Jobs, Situationships, Hair-pulling, Arguing, Unhealthy Relationships, During Canon, Face-Fucking, English Is Not The Author's First Language, Other Additional Tags to be added
Summary: Mercer is spending another quiet night in the cistern by himself when his old drunken friend finds him alone, looking for a moment of comfort from his familiar arms.
Little excerpt below:
“What's really going on, Brynjolf? Do you want to.. maybe talk about it instead?”
“No,” Brynjolf hurries to respond. His arm lifts from the desk, finding its way under Mercer's jacket, wriggling through all the buckles to feel his skin underneath. “Can we just have this?”
For a moment, Mercer's mind goes completely blank. Brynjolf's touch was not unwelcome, and part of him hates himself for it. His hand feels so warm, finding its way under all the layers. Mercer attempts to undo some of the buckles with his own hand, but it drops straight back to the desk as he feels Brynjolf's boot pushing his leg further on the side. Wider. Shameless and greedy.
A wave of heat annihilates Mercer's face. Is it so wrong if he wants this to happen?
“Someone could see us.” His teeth grit as he breathes in deep.
“There's no one here.” Brynjolf's other arm joins to explore the buckle of his belt, leaving a trail of soft kisses on his neck. “Let me take care of you like I used to.”
Thank you for the tags @juliette-has-a-pencil @umbracirrus @hircines-hunter and @donemer ♡
Boy it's been a week. Not functioning well in this heat. Everyone stay hydrated! 🗣 Anyway, some progress is better than none!
Also not helping my case that I've decided to make 2 and a half versions of this picture: the original recovery, one without recovery and a slightly different hand placement. And one that isn't suitable for this mormon-site. 💦 Right, I've yapped enough.
An upper body from the version 1.
And here's a peek on a background that's been a bane of my existence 👀 Based on an in-game screenshot. Not even sure if it's going to make it to the final version but at least it's been decent practice.
Tagging @friend-of-giants @sulphuricgrin @heavy-metal-dick @neloths-tea @chiqita @theoneandonlysemla @honeybeebunny111 @runathequiet @skyrim-forever @skyrimhusbandmaterial @flycasual @theflowergrrl @ashblind @silly-little-diary @dirty-bosmer @blue-dartwing @oblivions-dawn @nerevarbean and YOU! No pressure as always ♡ also if you aren't on this list and want to be, feel free to tag me in your works :>
btw even if you tag me in WW and I don't make my own post I genuinely just don't have anything to post ;u; I do love being tagged coz then I get to see everyone's beautiful creations !!!
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