Return to Kethrys

-had a sudden burst of inspiration for this world as a whole and some old characters are getting a revival. Most of them are changing quite a bit (even though if anyone remembers my bastard Edwyn he's not changing much at all and I'm excited to bring him back). Similar world, new plot, similar characters, and a lot of new ones! Should be fun, and hopefully I actually get around to writing since I wrote maybe one (1) drabble last year.

~~~

Clawing her way to consciousness has never been this difficult, but her memory has never been quite as fractured either.

She doesn’t blink open her eyes just yet, letting the other senses gather information. The air is heavy and stale, a far cry from the crisp and clean mountain air that she’s familiar with. The smells are confusing- rats, she can smell and hear their warm bodies snuffling along the ground, humans as well, and hay. An odd combination, especially with some of the humans seemingly healthy- but others not so much. And above all there is the overwhelming smell and taste of metal and stone surrounding her.

March Trope-a-thon Day 5

Sick fic: Fevers, some angsty comf,

Part of another AU with Marsh (@abstractwhump) We called it saddest au since we already have sad au… But I will one day have actual names for the au’s as I continue writing them 

~~~

“Mom?”

The voice is so quiet, so weak, that Sajia almost believes she’s imagining it at first. But then she stirs in her bed, and Sajia is immediately alert.

Black eyes are blinking open for the first time in days, confused and pain-filled. She shifts and lets out a little whimper that tugs at her heart.

“Easy.” Sajia murmurs gently, moving to hold her hand softly in her own. Her thumb brushes along the back of Johara’s hand, a comforting gesture. Her skin is dry and hot to the touch- the fever, the infection, the wounds from the accident… She feels like she is made of fire.

March Trope-a-thon Day 2: Creepy Captor

Part of an AU with @abstractwhump. This one is set in their verse, and is part of our (needs a better name one day) sad au. Lianwen, the prince that appears at the end of the write, is Marsh’s oc.

Heavy noncon vibes, but not explicit.

Happy Stabmas!!!!

I’m a few days late, but I had so much fun writing this for the ides of march!

A new verse, this write features my sweet little fae and some mean human rejecting her hospitality.

~~~

It’s crude, a long piece of wood sharpened over and over again on rough stone to make some semblance of spear. She doubts it will actually work if she’s caught, but it’s the closest thing she has to a weapon. If she manages to run far enough, fast enough, it might serve as something to protect her.

She’s waited until nightfall- the monster is typically out hunting for her own prey by then- before she tries her escape. The crickets are chirping, and in the distance she can hear the soft babble of a creek. The world is bright underneath the numerous stars. It almost seems like a mockery that such a beautiful and peaceful place has been her prison for so long.

March Trope-a-thon Day 1. Posting all of these a week late since I was on vacation last week, sans computer.

Environmental Whump: Falling through the ice

Part of an AU with @abstractwhump set in my fantasy world of Zinjiq, Lianwen is Marsh’s oc.

~~~

Stubborn doesn't even begin to describe her, and his annoyance only grows the longer he's stuck in this damn frozen wasteland. Trekking through the foothills, through deep snow that melts and seeps and chills to the bone, only to turn the corner and be met with a dizzying drop off that sends fear striking into his heart. He understands how one can look at the place from afar and see the beauty of it. But that's before one steps into the bitter cold and faces the terrifying heights for themselves.

🧠Will they act on logic or emotions? Do they follow their head or their heart when it comes to making decisions?

For the most part, Jo is pretty logical and uses her head for decisions. But there are certain instances- particularly when it comes to the people she's close to- where she will follow her heart and act impulsively.

First Meeting Storyline: Zinjiq. Part 1- The Ten-Year War Main OCs: Rahim and Sajia

~~~

I don’t want to marry a monster.

Her protests fall on deaf ears, not a soul caring for her own desires. As much as she’s begged her father “Don’t make me do this”, all he has ever said in response is that it is her duty as a noblewoman. Her mother has no sympathy either. Her fears are not important. Her family just wants the power from this marriage.

She’s a pawn to them. As she has been since day one.

“Mother, please…” Sajia tries once more, pouring all her desperation into the plea. “You have heard what kind of a man His Majesty is. Why would you agree to marry me-”

“Sajia, I will hear no more of this.” Her mother snaps, interrupting her. “You are a noblewoman of Khurzan, and you should consider it an honor that you were chosen to marry the emperor himself. Promised since birth. Many women would kill to be in your position.”

Do You Remember This?

Storyline: Zinjiq. Part 1- The Ten-Year War Main OCs: Rahim and Sajia

~~~

He doesn’t remember this…

His eyes cast about wildly in the fog-filled landscape, treading cautiously over the ground. There’s something… off about this place. It certainly feels like a memory instead of something he is actually living. But if this is one of his own memories shouldn’t he remember it?

Another cautious step forward, head slowly turning side to side. This is all wrong. He doesn’t know why he’s here, or how he got here, or even where here is. It’s deathly silent, only serving to further his discomfort. There’s a strange sensation, like a fly crawling on his face or a loose strand of hair that is in just the right spot to be an irritant. But when he reaches up to sweep it away, his hand simply brushes across his skin. He starts to reach for his swords, but for some reason he’s unarmed.

OC Personality Asks

Made this a little while back, but lost the original post. Anyway! I decided to use my useless psychology degree and make an ask game. 

🎤 Are they extroverted or introverted? If they’re more extroverted do they have a big friend group, a lot of people they can trust? If they’re more introverted is there someone they can open up to and feel comfortable around?

⏳ Do they tend to focus more on the past, the present, or the future? Do they dwell on the past and let it drag them down, try to live in the moment, or are they constantly planning for a future they want?

⚔️ Is your oc combatant? Arguing for the sake of arguing, standing up for themselves in a confrontational manner? Or do they try to get along with everyone, keep the peace?

🤔 Are they impulsive or more thoughtful? Do they think through each action, or do they leap before they look?

🧠Will they act on logic or emotions? Do they follow their head or their heart when it comes to making decisions?

🥀 Are they pessimistic, optimistic, or more of a realist? Do they have a rosy look at the world around them, seeing all the good, or do they see more of the bad?

🤩 Do they have a lot of self esteem? What about self worth?

🧗‍♀️ Are they a natural leader or more of a follower? Or are they more flexible, able to follow or lead depending on what the situation calls for? Do they enjoy this aspect of their personality, or do they think it would be easier to do the opposite?

😢 How do they deal with trauma? Do they need the comfort of a close friend or family member? Time alone? Do they prefer to talk about what happened, or keep it hidden away?

⚡️Is your oc more energetic or laid back? Do they tend to energize a group when they come by, or do they carry more of a calming presence?

✈️ Do they like to try new things? New experiences, new food, new places to visit, or do they prefer familiarity?

🦂 Are they hard to get along with? Do they have a stronger personality that can be seen as aggressive at times? Or is it easy to get along with them?

🗝What does your oc like most about their own personality? What do they dislike? What would they change about themselves if they could?

BTHB Fill #1 Mind Control (requests are open please send some!) Storyline: Zinjiq. Part 2- invasions and rebellions  Main OCs: Sajia and Batzorig See tags for TWs!

Full write under the cut

A follow up to this write: Back from the Dead

~~~

Nachin manages to shove Tariq backwards when their swords cross the first time, using the power of his strike to scramble quickly out of range. He can't tell if his own near gasping is coming from a place of fear at the god-like person standing in front of him- the one who just returned from the dead- or if it's coming simply from his own exhaustion. He has just a moment to stare down his enemy, sword tip lowering to rest on the ground. A tremor runs down his arm.

Tariq gives him the moment he so desperately needs. The self-proclaimed emperor walks a half circle, taking his time, movement fluid like a dance, light on his feet like he didn't just participate in a deadly battle moments prior. His eyes sparkle in anticipation, and that smirk- that goddamn smirk- still plays on his lips.