Based on this lovely art by @lethendralis-paints. Go get you some gorgeous art and support their commissions for Ukraine.
For the @choicesaprilchallenge. Since I don’t pay any attention to dates and schedules mean nothing to me. Have a drabble that is between books one and two.
Warnings & A/N: Canon compliant trauma and darkness. Nightmares. It’s not happy times round these parts today. But that doesn’t mean their ain’t some hint of hope. Inspired by @liaromancewriter’s A Year of Kisses Seriesandthis prompt list. My masterlist for this series is here (but right now it’s just April).
Warnings & A/N: Alcohol mention. Teen (?) <1000 words. I have no idea where this came from but have this something I managed to write this evening for a warmup.
Pairing: Tyril Starfury x f!elf MC (A. Soile Nightbloom) - Blades of Light and Shadow
Word count: 1267 words.
Category: Fluff
Rating:K
Disclaimer: The characters and the lore depicted belong to Pixelberry.
A/N: This fiction is my entry for the @bladesappreciationweek Epilogue day. It is based on several sentences written in Of Starlight and Love for Day 1. Unfortunately, I didn’t manage to get it ready for Day 7. It’s pure fluff and I hope you will enjoy reading it as much as I loved writing it.
Any comment and reblog is deeply appreciated, as it is a way to let me know that you like my work.
Two arms enveloped her waist from behind with a chin carefully resting on her collarbone. She put her hands on his and laughed. It was another lovely day in Undermount. Another day where love was prevailing. Soile was opening the window to renew the air in their bedroom. She closed her eyes to relish his embrace.
“Good morning, my star.”
“It’s too bright to see a shining star.”, Soile answered.
She slowly raised her hand to put it in his hair and faintly closed it. Tyril sighed and brought her closer to his chest.
pairing: tyril starfury x f!drow!mc (nehal nighbloom)
words: 900+
warnings: corrupted MC; death mention; blood/violence; hurt/comfort; part 2 to thisfic
a/n: so, remember when i wrote that corrupted!mc ficlet and you guys asked for a part 2? and i never wrote it? well now i kinda did lol just a little present for @bladesappreciationweek epilogue day<3 thank u judie for making sure this made sense <3 idk what this is, i haven’t really written in months, enjoy :) reblogs are very appreciated!
Even now, as the unfamiliar rage morphs her expression into something akin to hatred, her dagger only a fraction of an inch away from his throat– yes, even now he drinks in the sight of her with nothing but love in his gaze.
Ok this is officially, my last @bladesappreciationweek post, I didnt exactly finish it in time but I wanted to do a group pic with some low key redesigns for the whole crew :) I had a lot of fun doing these redesigns all week, & thank you very much to everyone who helped organize this!
(As an aside what absolutely rediculous story do u guys reckon mal is telling )
Hello! I’m finally opening my portrait/bust commissions!
However, I’ll only be opening up to 3 to 5 slots since I’m trying this out for the first time.
(I could also try and keep a waitlist if more of you continue to be interested.)
Please provide a visual reference if you can. Images and descriptions of the face, lighting, expression, mood or color will help give me a clear idea on what you want.
Also don’t be afraid to introduce me to new fandoms and interests since I would enjoy drawing your commission more if I’m familiar with what you like.
I will be accepting payment through Ko-fiorPaypal in US currency only. If you have more questions, don’t hesitate to send me a private message!
Book: Blades of Light and Shadow Pairing: Tyril Starfury x Arwen (F!Elf MC) Rating: Teen and Up Word count: 2,900 words
Summary: After being injured during a sparring session, Arwen learns the other elf from the group might find her company more than tolerable.
Notes: * All characters belong to Pixelberry. * English is not my first language. * This is my submission to @bladesappreciationweek - Day 1: Tyril * Based on these two prompts from @omgjasminesimone : 8. A calm moment in the midst of a perilous journey and 11. Tending to one another’s wounds * Warning: Mentions of BLOOD and description of INJURY. Readers’ discretion advised.
A white blanket covers the forest.
The sunlight, filtering through the leaves of the towering trees, creates an almost dreamlike atmosphere. A last moment of peacefulness at the improvised encampment, while Arwen’s companions are still sleeping. Huddled, they try to find elsewhere the heat the night stole from the world.
After Arwen managed to soundless crawl out of the bedroll and rise to her feet, she immediately misses the warmth radiating from the elf sleeping by her side. No matter how much she enjoys being so close to him, longing for his deep voice to be the first thing she hears in the morning and for the day this sleeping arrangement will be not due to the perils of the journey or convenience - for him at least - there is no time to spare. Soon, this white, dense and cold fog will dissipate, the world will reclaim its multitude of colors and everyone else will be up and ready for another long and exhausting day.
Arwen gathers her cloak and satchel, then walks as quietly as possible over the layer of fallen leaves, meandering through a narrow dirty path.
Ahh, I came back from the hibernation. However, I am not promising to be active right now. But I am here and as always I really like another fic from you
Such an intimate connection you created between MC and Tyril. I love it and I hope to read more fics about them in the future ❤️❤️
