#auryn

The Auryn | The Neverending Story

im making wishes tonight, enough to forget it all

That feeling when you give your own ocs a hyper specific physical trait and you realize you actually have to draw that hyper specific physical trait

So i went to find a Chakram…… i didnt see any i liked but i did find Lego Chakrams (i got them in gold, scared it only shows silver) and i got an Auryn too

bein so sweet & (so nosy) post-shed ALT ALT

Win A Commission! Guess the story by August 7th, win a commission! This is from a German novel. This main character is showing a shapeshifting swarm of bugs his necklace, with a symbol of The Auryn, to show that he is an emissary of the Empress and must not be attacked. This does not happen in the film

A set of potholders for my mom ^^

I’m reading The Never Ending Story and it is so well written! After a certain point the book makes you feel guilty for not reading it 😭 Not even the Bible makes you feel guilty for not reading it. You have to be taught to feel guilty about that. This book just does it to you assuming you have a heart.

My version of the Neverending Story’s Auryn

sneefing ALT

All this nervous energy just running off of you as long as you. keep . moving . The adrenaline feels lovely as it surges, past the last set, into another, and a third— you’re going for failure, aren’t you? Always. It is not enough to coast the high of enough . It has to be more. There has to be the tenuous sigh of relief as your body scrambles to survive within the frame you’ve made for it. Just one more. Another . The weights fall to the floor with a clatter and your mouth splits into a wide grin of approval as everything— your vision, your limbs, your spirit— trembles, quakes: the good kind of exhaustion. The ceiling is the loveliest view you’ve ever seen— you did it . The something you can do. Colors dull in comparison to it. As you lay on the mat, tracing worms of fracturing color that twitch with your heightened breath, a face steps in, swirling your vision into whirls of lights and traces of sweat. A smirk, a raised eyebrow— distant, not staring, but aware. He hefts his own weight. Flicks his focus to your red, flushed face. Meets your eyes for a fraction of a second before curling the iron once more. “A sight for sore eyes.” You, at a lack for words, trace an eye over his form. He rolls his lips. You flick a brow. And that is all there is to it.

Saturday I’m in Love Good day sunshine, love you Are you ready for a perfect sunny day? Good day sunshine, kiss me Tell me what you want, Let us break away On Mondays you and I we start a fight, It always ends the same On Tuesday, Wednesday night it’s all so quiet It’s nothing left to say Saturday I’m In Love It’s Saturday, me and you It’s Saturday! Saturday I’m In Love Baby I’ll be here for you Runaway… Saturday I’m in Love

“All art is political, make your ocs gayer” I’ve been thinking about giving Auryn some cool fantasy top surgery scars, but idk how it would fit into the lore and world building…

Auryn Surana I already posted my rook and inky so now it‘s my warden‘s turn he is a blood mage and a bit shy but has his way with words

Fyldwyd old art dump 2 a little less old than the other one Mo (jul 2021). He’s like, meditating or something, I don’t remember the context. Grian (Feb 2022). Yes, he was originally red :P Auryn (Feb 2022). that’s all I seem to have 00; I know I made more but I don’t know where to begin looking for most of it; it’s alright though because I’m making new stuff anyway

“He who wears the Auryn speaks for the Empress. It will guide and protect you.” Reblog for the Auryn to “Guide and Protect” your page.

my warden auryn x zevran sketches