Ok, I'm filtering some things around to different accounts, so that my main one isn't crowded with things I'm not too interested in having here. The different accounts are for different reasons, one for fanfiction, one for fan art and one for adoptables.
This account will house my role play group pictures. So Since I have been involved in Lion King related RPs, and that art has taken over this account, I've started posting those on this account, as I don't want this account to have too much role play group related art on it.
This is going to be where I shove all my adoptables. I don't make too many of them anyway, but just a heads up so that you're aware. If you watch me for the odd adoptable. Any breedable I make is going to that account as well.
I am currently working on a Skyrim FanFic, and I placed it on this account. It is posted on Fanfiction.net, and I wanted to post it on DeviantArt for a few more eyeballs to see.
Beyond the Facade Ch.1 A Special PlaceSo, this fanfiction is in progress and I've posed it on fanfiction.net, and at least a few people seem to enjoy it. I placed it on this account because I don't want too much fan related stuff to choke my main account. So hopefully people will like this fanfic here too.
This follows Mages College and Dawnguard. There will be a pairing sometime down the line with my dragonborn and either Ancano or Gelebor. But I haven't figured out who yet. There will be spoilers if the reader hasn't played through both story lines, so be warned.
Tenebris dropped to her knees, panting heavily. They long run had taken it's toll on her stamina, but all she could afford was a quick breath before she entered the college. Her deep breaths frosted in front of her face as she looked up at the gate. It was imperative that she speak with the arch mage as quick as she could. The dark elf reached around into her pack and rummaged for a stamina potion to down quickly. The she pulled herself to her feet, t
Beyond the Facade Ch.2 Playing NiceTenebris swore the whole way to Fellglow Keep. How the high elf had managed to convince her to go along was completely beyond her. She wasn't one for followers, and she hated tag alongs. They got in the way. And then there were the few that got in the way enough that they happened to end up under her swords.
Her eyes slid to the side a few times to sneak a glance at Ancano, riding beside her. It irritated her how pleased with himself he looked, without actually looking like that. She scowled to herself, and spurred her horse to move faster so that she wasn't neck in neck with the high elf.
Ancano paid little attention to the dark elf to his side, he was more focused on his task. He couldn't question Tolfdir about the finding, or request a report from him, as the old man wasn't back from Saarthal yet. And with the Arch-Mage gone to see the finding there was little else Ancano could do other than breath down students' backs. Following the dark elf allowed him to keep an eye on her, a