#thiefguard

[babyblueetbaemonster]

A fanart for @hannahcbrown's Oblivion fic Thiefguard!

They're having the Cheydinhal's famous thirty layer cake

#tes #oblivion #hero of kvatch #garrus darelliun #lecrinn #friend's cute ocs #thiefguard #it's based on the post down below. like a continuance of the fic when garrus all dressed up #and the post down down below talk about the thirty layer cake in cheydinhal which inspired me to let them have cake #and i agreed with you of the thirty layer cake thing. the rich of cheydinhal had gone too far XD #i'm not sure what exactly does the thirty layer cake looks like #i use the reference of crepe cake i hope they're not that different haha #the translation of crepe cake in my country means thousand layer cake. i'm not going to count it. like duh #but if they said thirty layer. i can count to thirty and imma count it! XD

[hannah-heartstrings]

Sweet Surprise

During a trip to Skingrad, Lecrinn and Garrus decide to surprise each other. Early in the timeline, though I'm not actually sure how canon it is.

The lost sweetroll prompt fic. I spent half a month writing this, finished it, and went "meh." By then I'd worked on it to the point of not being able to tell if it was good or not, and I still can't tell.

So I'll just release it into the wild and you can tell me. (I do know some things I do and don't like but I decided to keep them to the tags.) From October 2022 but I'm still accepting concrit on it.

@druidx @babyblueetbaemonster @inkysqueed

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            Cradling two sweet rolls in one hand Lecrinn held them close as she pushed the heavy door with the other. She opened it just enough to slip out, leaving the chatter and warmth of the busy inn for the street outside. It was also busy and warm but more tolerably so.

            She squinted against the afternoon sun. Now that she had the sweet rolls it was time to find Garrus, after she dragged him all the way from Cheydinhal to Skingrad it was only right he get something out of it.

            The roads were narrow between the tall stone buildings that arched above them. She weaved through their hustle and bustle. The street widened out into a fork, forward continued to more buildings and to the left, a statue of a horseman. There gazing up at the statue she found Garrus.

            Catching her from the corner of his eye he turned and beamed at her.

            She couldn’t help but smile back.

            “I have a surprise for you,” he said as she walked up.

            “So do I!” She stopped, both their smiles falling at the sweet rolls in the other’s hands. Looking back up at the other’s face they gave laughing smiles.

            “I suppose we had the same idea,” he shifted.

            She shrugged. “It’s a good idea.” His smile looked forced, he seemed to feel awkward, she didn’t know why and it was making her feel awkward too. “Well… this one’s yours,” she held one out and they swapped, both laughing a little. She noticed he only held one. “Did you already eat yours?”

            “I uh,” he glanced down, “I don’t know how much money this trip will end up costing so I only bought one for you.”

            “Oh…” she looked to her second one.

            “You can keep it.”

            “Nah, lets split it later.”

            “No, you bought it for yourself, you can have it.”

            She walked passed him. “One and a half sweet rolls is still more than I planned on getting.”

            He tilted his head, he supposed that was true. Turning he saw her sitting on the round base of the statue. He looked startled. “Are you allowed to sit there?”

            “I don’t see anyone guarding it.” Pulling the pack off her shoulders and beside her she rifled through it.

            “What if you get in trouble?”

            “Then you can just arrest me.”

            He looked around before going over to sit beside her.

            Finding a small cloth she wrapped up one of the rolls and put it in her pack. She then turned all her attention to the one in her hand, closing her eyes as she took a bite, savoring its sweet spice.

            “Mmm!”

            She looked to Garrus who was looking at his sweet roll surprised.

            “They really are better in Skingrad.”

            “Salmo’s sweet rolls are famous for a reason.”

            “Perhaps we should get more of these before we leave.”

            Her smile widened. “Does Cheydinhal have its own desserts?” She took another bite.

            “There’s the thirty layer cake.”

            She had to quickly swallow the bite. “Thirty layers?”

            “They’re thin.”

            “Why would you ever need thirty layers?!”

            “No, they’re very thin, it isn’t much taller than a regular cake.”

            “Oh… I’m having a hard time picturing it,” she gave a smirk, “I think I’ll have to see it for myself.” The smile turned more genuine. “Is it good?” She took a smaller bite.

            “I haven’t got to try one, they’re expensive.”

            The smile fell. “Oh.”

            “I like the spiced root cake the Dunmer make, and there’s one made from something called marshmerrow, it’s a little too sweet for me but I think you’d like it.”

            “I’ll have to try them next time I’m in town.”

            “I’m also quite fond of the bread they make out of yams, though,” he lowered his voice, “I’ve been afraid to try it with scrib jelly.”

            “What’s that?”

            “…Maybe when you’re done with your sweet roll.”

            Her brows rose.

            As they continued eating she looked around, gaze catching on the red leaves of a nearby tree, its branches bobbing slightly.

            He stared out at the street. “I have been trying to learn more about Dunmer culture, and not judge things that are different too quickly.”

            She smirked to him. “Except for scrib jelly?”

            “Well some things are easier to respect from afar.”

            “Ah.”

            “It is admirable though, because not much grows in the ashlands they have to find food elsewhere and they managed to get multiple food types out of something others wouldn’t see as such, they’re survivors, no matter the situation you put them in.”

            She furrowed her brows. “I really don’t want to know what a scrib is, do I?”

            “No.” Tearing a piece off his sweet roll he rolled it between his fingers. “I hope that learning more about them will help me be a better guard to them, like you said, at the very least, perhaps I’ll be a better man.”

            Her smile lessened but turned more genuine. “You are a good guard.”

            “I hope so, protecting everyone is why I became a guard in the first place.” Eating the bite his eyes lit up. He turned to her. “Does the Merchant Inn still make those blackberry tarts?”

            “What?” She blinked, brain taking a second to keep up with the sudden topic change.

            “I use to get them sometimes when I was training in the Imperial City.”

            “Um…” she glanced off, thinking, before turning back to him. “I don’t know, I’ll check. If they do I’ll bring you some, unless they wouldn’t stay good… Maybe I’ll just have to bring you there,” she smirked.

            “Hopefully that can be soon,” he turned back to his sweet roll.

            She looked surprised. Did he mean he wanted the tarts soon or did he like her dragging him places? She looked away as she couldn’t contain the grin spreading across her face.

            Turning back to him she saw he was staring at his dessert, the same awkward look as when she gave it to him. Seemed whatever had been bothering him never really went away. “What’s wrong?”

            “I am grateful, truly, but since I wanted to surprise you didn’t know what I was doing and bought some too.”

            “So now we have three sweet rolls,” she was confused as to how this was a problem.

            “I just feel bad you had to pay for two.”

            “Oh…” she glanced off with a smirk, “don’t worry about that.”

#tes oc #oblivion fanfiction #oblivion #the elder scrolls #tes #hero of kvatch #garrus darelliun #fanfiction #my writing #lecrinn #thiefguard #i don't think i like how they're talking about dunmer culture #it feels off to me #i do like the last line though #and though this scene might not be canon garrus liking ash yams is because it keeps cropping up in fics that don't get finished 😅 #also when she says he's a good guard i thought it also said she looked sad because he didn't know how much that meant coming from her #but it's not there? or in my cut file? so apparently i didn't write it? #i think it would've been better with it #also their reactions to the thirty layer cake came from me reading about it on uesp and thinking the rich of cheydinhal had gone too far #and my mom pulling up a picture to show me that the layers are paper thin XD

[nine-blessed-hero]

@hannahcbrown Come get your girl - she's been wandering around my head, being adorable. (I doubt I'll ever write this out properly, but it's enough to have the bones out for now I think.)

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I had a dream last night where Lecrinn turned up in Cheydinhal, and she was either expected or Garrus had asked her to come. Garrus wanted her to come to the castle, but was being puckishly cagey about why - out of character, but not enough for her to be worried.

So he takes her into the kitchens, and in addition to the usual dunmer woman who's the head cook, there's a cobalt blue dunmer who looks very similar to the cook.

Garrus calls out, "Ser Omellian," and the dunmer turns. His eyes light on Lecrinn and he grins, saying, "Is this her?" After Garrus introducss Lecrinn, Talis says, "I would shake your hand in the cyrod style, but, ah-" he's up to his elbows in flour. Instead he gives a bow and says, "warm seas under warm skies, muthsera."*

Talis then presents them with a selection of pastries and some hot drink and says they're to taste test them for him, with a wink to Garrus. They take the tray and Garrus steers them to a small table.

Garrus explains that Ser Omelian is a Big Deal in the Imperial City and when the Count heard he was here, convinced him to provide dessert for dinner tonight. Garrus chuckles, saying, "He's come a long way from making mud pies and calling it chocolate."

Lecrinn asks then if they know each other? Yes, they grew up together, Garrus says, as much as a mer and a human can grow together**. He urges her to try the pastries - ser Omelian's reputation is well deserved.

So she does - and they're some of the most delectable things she's ever tasted! She does that "eyes rolls so far back in one's head that one's eyes close" thing, and when she opened them again, she finds Garrus looking at her with intense fondness. There are blushes, and fluttering lashes, and sips of tea taken to hide them.

They continue eating. A little pot of clotted cream*** has been provided with one of the pastries, and Garrus has managed to get this on his cheek. Lecrinn giggles, and wipes it off in a tender gesture.

In the background, Talis' mother notices the two lovebirds, and starts to sing something soft and sweet in dunmeris as she cooks. Talis joins in on the harmony, and offers Garrus a wink in the time he can spare to look away from Lecrinn.

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I'm usually terrible at romance, but this was just too cute not to share. Clearly my subconscious knows better than I do 😉️🧡️

(* I know this isn't quite right, but I can't remember the correct phrase - it's one of the things that the NPCs in Morrowind say to you if you're of high renown, same way they say "wealth beyond measure, outlander)¹

(** how do mers age in TES? Is this accurate? Who knows!)

(*** I don't care if it's not lore friendly - clotted cream is the most delectable cream in existence. This is a hill I will die on)²

(¹ Edit: I found the phrase it should be "Under sun and sky, outlander. We greet you warmly." Eh I was close)

(² Turns out that clotted cream made from sheep or goats milk (which Cyrodiil seems to have most of) is called ashta. Everyday's a learning day...)

#hero of kvatch #Garrus Darelliun #tes oblivion #The Elder Scrolls #thiefguard #writing #TESFic #oblivion fanfiction #oblivion fanfic #wandering words

[thiefguard]

ur soooooo loyal to thiefguard aren't u right

I knoooooow you're bullying me because I haven't been tagging them but

THEY ARE MY LOVES OKAY I SWEAR IT

I just

Look sometimes I just get a little lost in thinking about the cave of the Old Gods

Did Priestess really need to chant those incantations so seductively? I think not

BUT

This blog is now a ThiefGuard only safe space for at least 24 hours 🥰🥰🥰

Because she's as close to desert wind as he's ever known 🥰

#Lamp HBO #ThiefGuard #MY LOVES #ALL I WANT IS FOR THEM TO BE HAPPY #can you build a home with desert wind? #maybe not #but does that mean you can't try?

[inkoherentwriting]

another silly piece

@hannahcbrown hehehehe (inkies will do anything but write their actual fics) content warning for alcohol !

“Half of Chorrol has been to Cheydinhal then.” Reynald’s voice was steady despite the raucous noise in the background. “Including my brother. You’ve met him already-- Guilbert.” 

Garrus nodded before sipping his ale in thought. (It was too loud to keep talking.) 

He was a little impressed as well, frankly, with how calm Reynald was when he was sober. He had gotten a taste of the man’s rowdiness when he and his twin arrived at the tavern where he had been staying-- friends in tow, no less. It was like his own little party and he couldn’t help but feel slightly touched that they were all willing to help him and Lecrinn celebrate his birthday when it had suddenly snuck up on him during this visit to Chorrol.

But he was even more impressed with how Reynald handled other drunks. Garrus wasn’t one to judge people too harshly off-duty but as a lawman some quality of judgment resided within him thereof. And he was even less inclined to judge someone that the Jemane twins called a friend but well… 

It was frankly embarrassing even for him. He had been watching Lecrinn line dancing with some of the citizens of Chorrol (Garrus vowed to remember all of their names later, when he wasn’t buzzed with alcohol himself…) when all of a sudden one of them had stumbled over and nearly collapsed onto Reynald’s lap. She was completely flushed in the face in a shade of pink (or red?) that complimented her copper-sheen hair well and made her look warm all over. 

She had said something-- it had been too loud even moments before-- and Reynald’s eyes had shown surprise before he said something back. Garrus-- only in the interest of ensuring order on his birthday of course and no other reason-- leaned forward to listen and hopefully hear something. 

Luckily (or unfortunately) for him, she did have more to say. “I love you..” Reynald seemed mildly uncomfortable to say the least-- but it was not over for him Garrus feared. Drunk and “in love” was a worrisome combination. “I love you so much…” 

Garrus opened his mouth to suggest, perhaps, that this young miss go lay down and sleep out her feelings when she gave Reynald a sloppy kiss on his cheek. It was over as fast as it had begun and Reynald could only smile awkwardly at Garrus. 

“I didn’t think we’d have the affectionate kind of drunks here tonight. What did she say--?” Garrus could not help himself. Too much of an inquisitorial nature, perhaps.

Reynald’s smile deepened to sheepish. “She called me Guilbert. She thought I was my brother… that wouldn’t have happened if she was sober. And Guilbert in all his wisdom still does not know she feels this way about him.” 

Garrus had blinked, made a simple noise of affirmation, and then had said something about recalling seeing Guilbert in Cheydinhal before he had come to Chorrol as an awkward attempt to soothe Reynald’s nerves. In hindsight though maybe he should have asked more about Guilbert and his admirer. Something about their situation felt peculiarly familiar…

#inkywrites #elder scrolls oblivion #reynald jemane #garrus darelliun #oc: miraina #background thiefguard #also it's not miraina if she isn't cringe #i should make a ship name like thiefguard but honestly i just mostly feel bad for guilbert #pov you don't know a loser (affectionate) has a crush on you

[ragtags-of-tamriel]

Can I Have This Dance cover Arthur Miguel [ slowed & reverb ]

I love the vibes of this so much. <3

#thiefguard inspo #music

[julie-finlay]

the lamp hbo for the ask

thank you for knowing it would take me 6 years to answer and linking the source post xx

Lamp HBO

otp: ThiefGuardThiefGuardThiefGuard except sometimes it's absolutely ThiefTess

favourite canon pairing: still ThiefGuard :3 or for non-romantic then ThiefTeller

worst pairing ever: my flippant off-the-cuff answer was MagisTeller, but I accidentally read an untagged TagoNie fic once and it still wakes me up at night sometimes. or DescendNie ndjksnjk.

guilty pleasure pairing: definitely ThiefTess and I looove fics and meta exploring their backstory, but (don't bully me), I'm still interested in exactly what went down between Thief and Tago.

a pairing you want to see more: QUEENNIE ALWAYS ALWAYS

that pairing everyone likes but you’re like “lol no”: Does Tago x Reader count? lol. Again flippantly MagisTeller but I wouldn't say they're universally beloved.

favorite non-romantic pair: ThiefTeller have my whole whole whole whole heart <3

#Lamp HBO #thank you!

[technicalcarebd]

[hannah-heartstrings]

*Writes AU to my own story just to make the same idiots fall in love all over again*

#writing #writeblr #fanfiction #whoops writing something other than what i'm supposed to be again #the fics for tesfest are almost finished #thiefguard #i've done this with other ships too but y'all know who i'm actually taking about

[hannah-heartstrings]

The First WIP Wednesday of the Year!

Thanks for the tag, @inkysqueed!

Tagging: @babyblueetbaemonster, @druidx, @inkysqueed again, @katastronoot, and @nostalgic-breton-girl (or any of your accounts)

I currently don't have access to my files because my laptop's battery and cord both went kaput. I could wait till the new ones arrive tomorrow, but nah. I still had to write somehow, so I've been writing in my drafts, I might as well just share one of those. XD

(But that's why the formatting is different.)

So here's Lecrinn and Garrus and my explanation for something in-game.

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"Why don't you sleep in the captain's quarters?"

"I just..." his gaze trailed down.

She looked annoyed, having a feeling she knew where this was going.

"I don't want a nicer bed than everyone else."

She was right. "You work harder than everyone else."

"Well... I suppose, yes, but-"

"Those shoulders," she poked one, "carry the weight of the world, they deserve a nice comfy bed to collapse into at the end of the day."

He considered. "The pauldrons do grow heavy."

"Mhm," she drug out with a hopeful smile.

Gaze shifting to her, he couldn't help smiling a little. "All right, I'll think about it."

Hers fell a little. "Thinking about it" could easily turn into "forgetting about it." Her lips pulled back up into a smirk. She'd just have to come back soon to check on him.

#hero of kvatch #garrus darelliun #oblivion fanfiction #oblivion #the elder scrolls #tes #wip #wip wednesday #tag game #fanfiction #writing #my writing #lecrinn #thiefguard #a hero who feels crushed under the weight of being chosen to save the world #and her friend who carries about just as much weight for no real reason

[hannah-heartstrings]

Local Rule

Some of the Cheydinhal Guards explain an unusual rule to a new recruit.

@druidx @babyblueetbaemonster @inkysqueed

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            Stepping out of the barracks and into the dim morning light, Fairwyn crossed the courtyard where Garrus was already talking to a young redguard.

            “You’ll be joining my second in command to patrol the town, to help you get to know Cheydinhal.” Hearing steps, he glanced back. “Ah, here she is now. Fairwyn, this is the new recruit, Atticus.”

            With a wide smile, he saluted her. “I’m at your command, ma’am.”

            “Sir,” Garrus corrected.

            “Sorry, sir,” he looked nervous.

            She remained stoic. “At ease.”

            He dropped his hand.

            “I can take it from here,” she looked to Garrus.

            His voice softened. “Just go easy on him?”

            “I only whip into shape when necessary, sir.”

            “Thank you.”

            She gave a quick smile before he walked away.

            “So,” Atticus looked eager, “where to first?”

            She held up a finger as she watched Garrus disappear down the path.

            He looked confused.

            Marcus slid up beside Fairwyn. “Is he gone?”

            “He’s gone,” she turned back to the recruit who was now scared. “There’s something you’re going to need to know, that they wouldn’t have told you in the Imperial City, a… local rule. It’s important that you know it but also that you don’t tell the captain about it.”

            He raised a brow.

            “There’s a girl who comes around every so often, Lecrinn.”

            “A Hero of Kvatch,” Marcus added.

            “We’ll point her out to you when we see her, but whenever we do see her we have to make sure the captain is off duty.”

            “Wha-” his lips pursed in confusion, “why?”

            Marcus smirked. “Well, she’ll make sure he is either way, it’s easiest if you’re on her side, like how you don’t sail against a storm.”

            “And if we do, he’s less stressed and she closes more Oblivion gates,” she said plainly, Marcus adding, “But mostly we’ve just all gotten attached to the two of them.”

            His gaze shifted from one to the other. “Are you two hazing me?”

            He narrowed his eyes, annoyed. “She won’t let me haze you.”

            “I assure you we are being completely serious; it’ll make sense when you meet her.”

            Atticus looked uneasy at that.

            “I’ll brief you on the procedures later but I wanted you to know about it in case she shows up before I get to.”

            “There…” his worried confusion grew, “are procedures?”

            “Well of course, you can’t just rearrange shifts at random,” she flicked a glance at Marcus, “that’s chaos.”

            “Hey, I had to get him to stop working somehow, and she was right there offering, so.”

            She turned to him with a flat glare. “It was a security risk.”

            “So was he! I thought the man was going to spontaneously combust!”

            “You left the castle gate unguarded for thirty minutes.”

            “Nothing happened.”

            “How would you know?” Her shoulders rose as she leaned towards him. “No one was guarding it!”

            Atticus slowly raised a hand. “Um…”

            They looked at him.

            He waved the hand nervously. “Aren’t we not guarding right now?”

            Straightening, Fairwyn quickly regained her composure. “Technically our shift doesn’t start till the bell rings, which I’d say is in another…” squinting, she glanced up, “7 minutes.”

            Marcus lowered his brows, tone flattening. “She has it all figured out, trust me, you can’t get away with anything with her around.”

            Her lips curled slightly in subtle pride.

            Atticus gave a slow nod, still nervous. “May I ask a question?”

            “Of course,” she said, “I appreciate questions from new recruits.”

            “How has the captain not noticed you’re all doing this?”

            Marcus smirked. “For that he’d have to be able to see anything else when she was around.”

            Fairwyn’s serious demeanor finally broke with a barely held laugh.

#oblivion #oblivion fanfiction #the elder scrolls #tes #tes oc #tes ocs #fanfiction #fanfic #my writing #garrus darelliun #fairwyn valor #marcus maxis #atticus the new recruit #i don't know if i'll make that his tag or not XD #he doesn't have a full name yet #his race is the only one mentioned because he's the only one there whose name doesn't match it #his mom's a redguard and his dad's an imperial #i feel like there should be more mixed people in cyrodiil #thiefguard #cheydinhal city guard #aka lecrinn's army of wingmen

[hannah-heartstrings]

WIP Wednesday <3

Thanks for the tag, @inkysqueed! Tagging you back as per our tradition. XD Also tagging @babyblueetbaemonster @druidx @emeraldhazeart @katastronoot and @spellboundinks

To be honest I haven't been working on much here lately, but I found this line in an unfinished scene 🤭:

            But no time in all her thieving days had she wanted a treasure as badly as she wanted to be close to him right now.

#thiefguard #lecrinn #oblivion fanfiction #fanfiction #my writing #wip #wip wednesday #tag game #hero of kvatch #oblivion #the elder scrolls #i'm too tired to know what i'm doing with these tags XD

[hannah-heartstrings]

Thiefguard's height difference keeps shifting. Originally I was writing Lecrinn leaning her head on top of his shoulder, then she was leaning it against the side of his shoulder, and now she leans it against the middle of his chest. I have no idea which should be canon.

#oblivion fanfiction #my writing #thiefguard #lecrinn #garrus darelliun #who needs consistency anyway? #maybe i'll just write whichever's cutest at the time XD #but i've always pictured her as short and him tall and that seems to slowly get more dramatic in my head

[hannah-heartstrings]

One of the first thiefguard scenes I wrote, when it was still becoming a ship, Lecrinn sees Garrus upset and drags him off to see a view she found while exploring (that I'd found in game), to help him get his mind off things. It turned into a cute scene.

Wanting to rewrite it, I reread it. It says they're sitting atop a ruined tower looking down at the forest. There was only one tower near Cheydinhal I'd found that early in the game.

It's Fort Farragut. Garrus and Lecrinn were having a moment on Lucien Lachance's roof.

#hero of kvatch #garrus darelliun #lucien lachance #oblivion fanfiction #oblivion #the elder scrolls #tes #fanfiction #writing #my writing #lecrinn #thiefguard #these two make themselves everyone else's problem and i love that for them #XD

[hannah-heartstrings]

Thiefguard snippet that'll hopefully be the beginning of a fic some day. For now I don't know where to go with it and think it's pretty cute on its own.

@druidx @babyblueetbaemonster @inkysqueed

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            Garrus tugged on his red silk cuff. This shirt was way too expensive for him, what was he even doing?

            As passerbys walked out of the inn he smiled nervously at them before glancing around the street.

            “She’s almost here,” a guard called down from the wall.

            “Thank you.” He attempted to smooth his hair but it was already pulled back into a low ponytail so he returned to fidgeting with his cuff.

            There came a loud creak of the gate opening.

            Gaze snapping to it, Garrus took in a deep breath, heart racing, nerves spiking.

            “Thank you!” chirped Lecrinn’s voice before she walked through the gate with a skip in her step and a smile that seemed to glow.

            Seeing her, his nerves calmed, held breath coming out a happy sigh.

            Seeing him, she stopped, smile dropping in surprise. “Garrus! You dressed up.”

            He frowned down at the fine clothes. “I know, I look ridiculous.”

            “No, you’re fine! You’re um,” she glanced away, cheeks reddening, “looking fine actually.”

            His eyes turned up, brows raising. Seeing her blush, he looked off with a grin and blush of his own.

#garrus darelliun #hero of kvatch #tes oc #oblivion fanfiction #oblivion #the elder scrolls #tes #fanfiction #my writing #lecrinn #thiefguard #i wanted to make a few parts more descriptive but wasn't sure what to say #i'll just add that whenever more fic gets added #though i want to note that she's still wearing her adventuring outfit #so they look completely out of place next to each other XD #however he picked the red fine clothes to go with her skirt and hood #so they also match XD #somehow managing to contrast and match at the same time fits these two

[hannah-heartstrings]

Oh heck with it, I'm going to share what I was screaming about last post.

@druidx @babyblueetbaemonster @inkysqueed

From an AU that'll probably never have more than a vague plot:

            She paused with their faces mere inches apart, close enough to see every line and color of each other’s eyes. Their hearts raced, closing that tiny gap felt more like jumping a ravine. Closing her eyes, she took the leap.

#romance #writing #my writing #writers on tumblr #fanfiction #oblivion fanfiction #oblivion #the elder scrolls #tes #tes oc #lecrinn #thiefguard #some of my stories are just vague plot lines with a few written key scenes #and that's all that ever becomes of them #which is ok #until i want to share everything i write 😅