ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʏᴇ ᴏғ ᴍᴀɢɴᴜs [requested By @sneaky-witch-thief]

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Some cinematic-style things I did. I really had fun with these <3 (These are some parts of a big story 👀)

Ancano and Apprentice.. but my little horses!

what's wrong with this kid?

Headcanon about Dwemer women. My take: Young women preferred to wear light clothes and didn't get a lot of piercings. The older ones wore more clothes, more status jewelry, and grew beards. The length of the beard determined the social status of a woman and her position in society. Braids were woven from beards and decorated. It was also a sign of maturity and wisdom.

Webspinners -Tales of Spider-man #14

Snippet - A Monstrous Suitor - Forward, but Never Forget/XOXO

“It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a nation, must be in want of a wife.”

Just, y’know, don’t let him anywhere near your actual family….

Forward, but Never Forget/XOXO - on AO3

During brunch, Chross—the old prankster—sits Silco beside fashionable matrons and their eligible daughters. One by one, Chross makes a show of asking Silco about his private life, and the privations that go hand-in-hand with his seat of privilege. A farce worthy of the Demacian Bard. Silco plays his own part impeccably; half the game is being a good sport.

During a lull, he leans towards Chross and whispers, “Digging an early grave?”

They’re old allies; Chross can take a joke. Even if it’s only half-playful.

Chross offers a yellowing crescent of a grin. “Come now, Silco. One can do worse than choosing from such colorfully-arrayed dolls.”

“Shall I take them home to Jinx?”

“Jinx is young and has her whole life ahead for dollies,” Chross chides. “You, on the other hand, must choose one on the shelf. It will be a political statement. A symbol of inner stability. Our leader can’t have a reputation as a hot-footer.”

Silco circles a fingertip across the rim of his teacup. Pomegranate tea. An offshoot of a successful Ionian trade deal.

“I’ll survive.”

“Take it from a shriveled old relic. Many a gentleman survives the gilded halls, only to be gutted in the ladies’ boudoirs.”

“I do enjoy a good gutting.”

“Don’t tempt fate, my boy.”

“Nor should you.” Silco smiles, mouth a slash of serrated ivory. “Otherwise I might propose a union.” At the look of bemusement on Chross’ face, he unhurriedly corrects, “Oh no, dear friend. I don’t mean between old vipers like us. I mean with one of your charming daughters.”

Chross laughs—a horrid faux-cheerful whinny. “Would you? Delightful!”

Pecking a sip from the edge of his teacup, Silco kisses the red droplets with his teeth. “No less delightful than they. Candidly, it’s hard to choose. Marlene is so fiery. But I’d burn out for her in no time. Bianca is sweet, but a romantic. She’d end up disillusioned at best, heartbroken at worst. The best would be your eldest. Esmée. She’s the most patient. That’s what Zaun needs.”

Is that a glint of dread in Chross’ rheumy eyes? "She’s fond of you, too.”

“Of course. We share a common perspective.”

“That you are an inveterate monster.”

“Precisely.”

They trade practiced smiles. The subject is dropped, as it always is.

ps5 brain monday

S2: hey guys! Look at these cool new characters! They will (allegedly) help Jinx, Sevika, Vander and Silco become even more complex and-

My humble missile:

Lyrics from “Hunting Grounds” by In This Moment