#karthe

[junnananas]

#revue starlight #hoshimi junna #kagura hikari #nico.txt #congrats on coming back to life karth

[kit-williams]

My Chaos Space Marine

"Did you hear about that thing that followed Charlie home?"

"I hear it has extra mouths..."

"I hear when they get that big they're stuck in their armor."

"Why haven't the Ultramarines killed it?"

"Asked my son and he said his astartis told him that their hands are tied."

"Well someone should do something about that thing."

Charlie bit her bottom lip as she felt tears well up in her eyes as she guessed that this supposed summer of love had very little love for Karth... yeah she was scared when Karth showed up and followed her back from camp. Everyone thought it was cool when the feral warband wandered nearby.

But then he followed her home. His arm a twisted spikey mess... the face grill now a vertical jaw... 5 eyes going up a large horn on the left side of his head... his armor twitching like flesh... he was disgusting to look at but... she knows she could feel it. They always said that Astartes followed people because they were bonded and people can't feel it but Charlie swore she could.

Her parents were trying to get her to get rid of him or else. They knew someone with a Dark Angel... and they didn't have qualms like other Astartes to get rid of "unsightly" ones.

Back at home Charlie stuffed her bag full of clothes and the envelope of cash that was suppose to go toward her going to college. Dad was against it but mom put it that it might be a good way for her to meet a man... no she had Karth and until someone could love both Karth and her... she didn't need anyone else.

The several blue eyes watched her bedroom until it opened up and he caught her as she jumped out the window. Chittering quietly as he could feel her hug him tightly and he held her tightly before he broke into a dead sprint.

They would be long gone... long gone into that early summer morning. Maybe one day Charlie would come back... maybe apologize for her decision to leave but as Karth had said... a little bit of Chaos in people's lives makes and breaks them in different ways. It was her turn to spread her wings and fly.

And fly she did.

Taglist: @egrets-not-regrets @liar-anubiass-blog @barn-anon

#warhammer 40k #space marine husbandry #space marine husbandry sentience #chaos space marines #oc: Charlie #oc: Karth

[cyborgraptor]

no one: male belf dhs:

#demon hunter #illidari #blood elf #world of warcraft #WoWoW #and this is why karth is feral.

[thedawner]

Karth squinting at someone offscreen

This is inspired by @slugwiki’s works which I adore!

#finished #humanoid #oc #original work #original character #karth #oc art #original character art #cyberpunk #creature #monster #alien #digital #clip studio #loose bust #experimental bust #bust #digital art #digital drawing #drawing #art #artwork

[kaelkoth]

Regalo de Latenna Von Kirstein para Karth Von Kirstein.

#Kaelkoth #Personajes #Regalos #Gráficos #Latenna Von Kirstein #Karth Von Kirstein

[pitiable-arisen]

Midafternoon in the Reach

#eso #elder scrolls online #the elder scrolls #the reach #karth #karth river #eso reach #*insert reach bgm * #this place is so pretty I love it so much

[merethicera]

Karth has to mean something right. like we see "karth" too many times in the reach (markarth/karthwasten/karthspire/karth river) for it not to be an in-universe word right. whats a karth

#im mostly thinking out loud here like im gonna look it up as soon as i hit post but if you have any like. hyperspecific karth linguistic #lore you wanna share im all ears go crazy ill be excited to hear

[coldshrugs]

all that we did, you undo

a gift for the lovely @roxaro for the @wayfarer-exchange!! featuring: neavh trahern & aeran kellis word count: 1230 summary: reunited in karth, neavh doesn't find the welcome ey expects in aeran.

Neavh is staring.

Aeran is tired and dirty in the middle of Karth, but he still draws eir gaze like a beacon just set ablaze. He shifts restlessly, waiting for em to answer his very simple question. Is he uncomfortable with the attention? Neavh can sympathize; these last few years have been lonely, and solitude is almost second nature. Still, ey cannot tear eir eyes away from him, to have confirmation that he is here with em right now, discomfort be damned.

"What was that?" Neavh shakes out of eir reverie.

Aeran rubs at the back of his neck, the hint of his familiar smile tugging at his lips. "Should we find an inn? Seems a bit dense to camp in the desert when we just got paid."

Neavh nods, though where ey sleeps isn’t important, as long as Aeran is around.

They stroll through Karth's high street, a dusty strip of dirt that bends like a horseshoe toward a small stream trickling down from the Gairlochs. A few side paths branch off the outer perimeter, leading to family homes and shared tenements, painted in shades of bright white, yellow, or blue to provide natural cooling in the desert heat. The middle of the horseshoe holds a sprawling bazaar, just bustling to life as the sun sets the western sky ablaze with red-orange hues.

The ends of the horseshoe lead back to the desert, so they head inward, toward the scattering of inns and alehouses near the water. The sandwraith's head earned enough to spare for a night or two of decent lodging, food, and drink before hitting the road again.

Together this time.

They enter a squat, two-story inn and tavern constructed from sun-bleached wood. They're accepted without much fuss, as long as they promise not to poke at the security wards. Neavh glances toward the exits, and the protective magic is so faint that ey'd feel shitty about even unintentional tampering.

"In that case, maybe you could bring some food and a few bottles of your worst up to the room. To keep us from wandering," Neavh winks at the innkeeper. It's an easy tradeoff and they agree.

Neavh and Aeran find their room on the second floor, furnished with two down cots, a small round table, a single wooden chair, and a wash basin. An oil lantern sits on the table, and another hangs by the window. They light both and warm light floods the room through the yellow, soot-stained glass.

Ey removes eir hood, freeing eir lustrous lavender braid in the safety of this space, then turns to Aeran. "No hearth, but it can be home for a few days." Neavh hopes for a wisecrack, some dumb joke ey can hit back at with one of eir own.

But he stands silently at the stone water basin, washing the desert off his arms and face. His eyes are unfocused like he's very far away. Like he doesn't even hear em...

"Aeran?" ey asks.

Aeran glances at em but doesn't hold eir gaze. His eyes fall to his hands, clean now, but he keeps wiping at them. "Yeah?"

For a time, eir world had fallen into an abyss, eir life yawning before em like an unnavigable cavern, empty save for the echoes of eir own voice. Trying to find a place to belong only exacerbated just how misshapen Neavh's self-image had become. Ey pressed on, alone and lonely, carrying the grief of finality and singularity until it seemed like this world held nothing else for em.

Just hours ago, the clouds parted, and Aeran stood before em, helping em finish off a random contract. They'd embraced like the old friends they are, forehead to forehead, and everything in Neavh suddenly felt set to right. Aeran, eir family, was there in the flesh and that is more than enough.

So why doesn't this feel like a happy time? Why does he seem so... lost?

Neavh, flinging emself onto eir cot (the one on the right, out of habit), decides to change the subject. "So where've you been?"

Aeran freezes, blue eyes going wide. This was not the casual question Neavh hoped. Hm.

"All over, I'd imagine. Just like me. Any favorites?" Ey verbally tiptoes back until Aeran relaxes and perches on the edge of his own cot. "Or any towns you're unofficially banned from for punching another magistrate's son?"

"That was one time!" He chuckles brightly, his face illuminated by the memory even as he covers it with his hands. "And that asshole deserved it. He was threatening you!"

"He was threatening to cut off my hair if I beat him at cards." Neavh shrugs, basking in the warmth they've slipped into.

"And?" Aeran waves a hand expectantly.

Ey sighs. "I beat him at cards several times, took all his crowns, and he tried to slice off my braid with his dagger."

They stare at each other, reliving the moment, both so bold in their youth and more than a little intoxicated at the time. Aeran breaks first (he always does), laughter bubbling out of him the way boiling water spills from a pot.

Neavh can't help but join him, knees up to eir chest as ey erupts in uncontrollable giggles. Ey ignores the twinge of pain in eir hip. The lightness in Aeran's voice is worth paying that small price.

When the laughter dies, their smiles remain. Neavh relaxes on the cot with an arm under eir head and a strange feeling in eir stomach.

A sparkling wholeness. A lonesome restraint.

This familiarity is fragile. Already, ey clings to it so tightly it chokes. But ey just got Aeran back, and clinging is the only thing ey knows how to do.

"Nea," Aeran starts. The nickname feels heavy and right. An acknowledgment that they're still in this together, regardless of what "this" is. But his voice is strained. He doesn't want to say this. "Listen, I've been to a lot of places in the last few years. Done a lot of things I'm not--"

A soft pounding at the door. "Kearse sent me up with some food for you," a young voice calls.

With a grateful sigh, Aeran bounds the few steps to the door, wrenching it open to find a half-melusine in their teens carrying a loaded tray. It holds a clay tagine filled with a meaty, spiced stew, a deep bowl of cooked grains, and two large glass bottles of beer. Neavh's stomach rumbles at the new smells filling the small space; ey hadn't expected such a feast in exchange for staying out of the way.

Aeran thanks the kid for their trouble, and Neavh calls eir thanks as the door closes, rising to help set the table.

Ey opens eir mouth, nearly asking Aeran to continue what he was going to say before the interruption. But ey watches him, pulling his cot over to the table so Neavh can be comfortable in the chair, smiling as he tucks into the decadent homemade meal, and the question dies in eir throat.

Aeran hums approvingly through a mouthful of food. "Wouldn't think Karth was a culinary destination."

"That's quite the claim, Kellis," Ey says instead, choosing to let Aeran have his secrets. Something tells em learning one will just lead to more. Maybe neither of them are ready for that, after all. "But I trust you."

#azia writes #wayfarer exchange #i hope you like this roz!!!! #i did my best! and tried to capture the more uhhh toxic side of their relationship :> #it was really fun tbh! #and i'm kind of in love with my description of karth #neavh is everything. ty for letting me borrow em~!!!

[mxbunn]

Prince and some Summoner

!! Oc x Canon !!

How in the world is a sketch doodle spending more hours than my normal full ones? 😭

#summoner oc #feh summoner #canon x oc #mxbunn #marth fire emblem #drawing #ibispaintdrawing #Karth ship

[helgiafterdark]

the eastern view from peryite's shrine in the reach <3

#x #sundered towers #four skull lookout #karthwasten #the reach #peryite #shrine of peryite #karth river #karth river canyon #skyrim screencaps #skyrim scenery #skyrim #skyrim screenshots #tesv

[oreo-bounty]

Oreo

15.6.22

#cat #sleepy #chartreux #catlover #kartäuser #grey #cuddle time #cuddle #cute and cuddly #cute animals #karth?user #kart?user oreo #kart?user #grey cat #tattoo #roses

[thebaldursmouthgazette]

Honestly the way reachfolk are treated in eso (the series as a whole too but most especially in eso) is uncomfortable to begin with but they really did just whack that up to 11 in the dark heart of Skyrim dlcs

#the blood of old karth quest actually made me feel a bit sick

[transimailisa]

part 15 of arcana arcadia today fellas

#pris shouting #opening karth with dread #bc of how it is organised not bc of the story #karth thank u for all the data but also Pls #IS IT EVEN PART 15 OR PART 5 #i guess part 15 is the main story overall. anyway. point being. im reading arcana arcadia again today

[cyborgraptor]

oh I should make a pinned post about this since there is a more *coughs* influx of followers: tags are used way more frequently. whitelists and blacklists. if you don’t have that, install xkit right now. whitelist “cyrapart” for my art tag if you’re only here for that to prioritize it, and do not want to see my shitposting. ..........whitelist “2 cute 4 me” for birds if you want those instead. I usually tag most games, streamers, movies, etc and have warnings, so if you have that blacklisted then that’ll usually hit the checkmarks.

#(......and my oc karth's tags are kartfarto)

[thedawner]

Every once in a while I get fixated on .abr brushes and work with them in ArtStudio Pro

#finished #waist-up #oc #original character #karth #digital #artstudio pro #digital art #horror #monster #creature #body horror #teeth #art #artwork #oc artist #humanoid

[bells-of-black-sunday]

//tmmrrw I'ma write so many homoerotic replies, but for now I eep because I am tired

#ooc #/delete later #I woke up so sleepy and then finished Karth and got more tired oh well