Had to step away from fandom life for a bit to handle family problems but now I’m baaaack!
I haven’t caught up on any notifications or opened my writing doc in ages so it’ll take me a bit to catch up. I officially give up entirely on trying to have a proper update schedule for Tiefling Troubles, but I’ll continue to post sneak peeks and have the next chapter up soonish! 💕
As previously promised, here’s a teeny tiny look at the next chapter of Tiefling Troubles 💕
A sickening, teeth rattling jolt and deafening screech of metal mark the end of your horrible plummet.
You register no pain from the impact, but you don’t register much of anything at all right now aside from overwhelming panic pressing down on all of your senses.
Heart pounding in a desperate tattoo and stomach roiling violently, you distantly wonder what god you’ve angered to bring such wretched luck down onto your head. Mentally listing all of the possible deities calms the strangling terror somewhat and you slowly become more aware of your surroundings.
The flickering glow of flames are gone. If not for the weakly glowing control panel and your enhanced drow’s eyesight, you’d be drowning in pitch blackness.
A solid heat blankets you, pinning you in place against the cold, unyielding floor, and while this ought to panic you all the more you instead find yourself strangely comforted by it. Lolling your head to the side, you catch sight of the elevator doors.
“Hah!” A near-hysterical snort of mirthless laughter bubbles out of your chest, jostling the boulder atop you until it flinches and shifts.
“Tav?” With a low groan resonating through both of your chests, Zevlor pulls back and plants his forearms on either side of your head, bracing there instead of pressing fully against your front. You suck in a gulp of air greedily, your crushed lungs desperate for relief. “Are you injured?”
“I don’t know,” you gasp, still chortling. “It doesn’t matter.”
“Of course it matters!” He scowls down at you, his flaming eyes squinted and mouth pursed in firm disapproval.
“No,” you shake your head, the textured metal floor digging painfully into the back of your scalp with every roll. “Look!”
You wriggle a pinned arm free from between your bodies and jab a shaking finger to the side. He obediently turns his head and freezes in place at the sight waiting for him.
The interior sliding metal doors are wide open, offering him a perfect view of flat, featureless stone. The elevator’s sudden drop has stopped between floors, a miraculous mercy mockingly dumped upon your heads.
You’re trapped.
Huge thanks to @iniuriadraws for this fantastic piece! Truly excellent job and exactly what I was picturing.
This is me right now, but imagine the cat is drooling:
Also, I think I’m head cannoning that Zevlor sleeps in the nude now that he doesn’t have to be on high alert as a soldier anymore.
Anonymous asked:
I hope you’re feeling better! If your “ick” was the same “ick” I caught, i know it wasn’t fun 😂 but hopefully you’re through the worst of it!
Thank you kind anon!! Yeah this one really kicked my ass 😅
It especially sucked because I brewed up a bunch of fresh ideas for Tiefling Troubles while sick but was only able to jot down the bare bones of them on my phone 😭😭😭 Trying to decipher what the hell my feverish point-form nonsense was supposed to mean has been a struggle 😅😂
The good news is the next chapter of the fic is almost done and I should have a nicely edited sneak peek up by tomorrow 🥰
Confrontation under the moon. Zevlor is an unstoppable force when it comes to protecting his people.
Recent gif with Zevlor in new armor
Anonymous asked:
Hey Friend! Omg chapter 22 has me on the edge of my seat, you ate and left no crumbs (Zev being protective made my heart flutter omg and the cliffhanger ending!!???). However I have questions:
1) Will Zevlor’s tail recover? As someone who has broken many bones and is studying in the 🩺 field, I have concerns. Idk how important the tail is to his balance and locomotion but I can’t imagine any knocks to the head help with stabilising his vestibular system, plus when the adrenaline wears off the onset of pain is seriously not cool. Lowkey very interested in the pharmacokinetics and pharmacodynamics of all the healing potions and spells.
2) How long does Tav’s disguise last in this setting? Like in game I think it only lasts during combats (I actually don’t know I’ve never used those sorts of spells - I just love using fireball everywhere).
Once again so excited to see where this goes! Thankyou again for feeding us 🫶
Kind regards,
🐞 anon
Hello wonderful Anon!
Sorry for the delay, I lost this ask in the depths of my drafts for a bit 😅 Thank you for your questions and I’m very glad to hear you enjoyed chapter 22 😘
My answers will inevitably include spoilers for upcoming chapters of Tiefling Troubles, so if you’re fine with that then please take a seat and click on that “keep reading” button 🥰
I’m going to pinch those handsome af cheek bones until the day I die. Look at this cutie! 🥰
I’ve also decided that in my head cannon, Zevlor will have a death by a thousand smoochies. 😚
Many thanks to @mothman1930 on vgen for this lovely art!
After the celebration with tieflings Vera finds a way to stall for a few more moments with Zevlor in the morning ✧*｡♡
ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS PERFECTION!!!!
