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Brynjolf x F! Dragonborn! Reader
word count: 1985
triggers: none
summary: Who could've thought a pair like them could've bonded over a warhammer? Clearly not themselves.
prompt: from @writings-of-a-hufflepuff List #5 prompt 9.
"You really thought I was dead?"
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"Mercer, you're back, but where's-"
"Dead. Karliah got her before I got the chance to save her. Such a shame really... she showed so much promise."
The guild all watched Brynjolf freeze, but they'd all seen it before. It wasn't new for his protege to get caught or killed, but his response was so different this time. He seemed... sadder. As this time it was personal like she was more than a protege.
"I'll be back. I'm going to go find her."
"Were you not listening boy? She's dead."
"Just let me do this, alright? I just need to know." He retorted, not keeping to his cool under pressure attitude.
"Do I need to get you a horse-?" Delvin asked, only to be cut off by the man in question.
"I'll be fine Delvin. Be back as soon as I can-" Brynjolf answered.
"You're insane Brynjolf. Can't you just take my word for it?!" Mercer yelled, calling after the man who was already leaving. The man who ignored the protests of the other members entirely.
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Not finding any proof had only made it that much harder for Brynjolf to accept it. And he scoured the Sanctum, only to find dried blood in an open room.
Damn Karliah. Damn her to Oblivion.
Brynjolf had struggled to find any other way to accept it, so he just blamed Karliah instead, finding it was much easier than anything else. She had killed the last guild master, so who's to say that she wouldn't kill another member? One that was going to help fix all of the problems.
"Brynjolf, please, just stop drinking, it's not going to change anything," Vekel muttered.
"Just give me the damn drink, Vekel."
"No. I will not indulge you in this. I don't care if you're hurting, please just accept that she's gone."
"How? She was... she was special."
"The same way I got over my parents. Time and goodbyes." Sapphire suddenly began speaking and slid into the barstool next to Brynjolf.
"I'm not ready for that."
"Then no mead, no wine, no alcohol whatsoever. It won't help, it'll only make it worse."
Brynjolf groaned, and got up and walked away, hoping to at least be alone. To maybe find some peace by going through her things. To maybe just sleep. Just anything to be free of people's dagger-like eyes that pierced him with judgment.
His eyes flickered to her empty bed, the way it just looked so wrong. Brynjolf sat himself in front of her chest, looking through her things, noticing things that he recognized, specifically a certain warhammer...
"Lass, this is ballsy, even for you."
"Shh, it'll be fine."
He watched her sneak away, attempting to steal the war hammer right off the guard's back.
And all Brynjolf remembered was the way the hammer was too heavy for her hands and she carried it back over to him with the largest smile on her face.
"I told you it'd be fine."
"I guess I should believe you more often lass."
He took the hammer out of her arms, and she seemed to sigh in relief, but still high from the thrill of theft.
"Obviously. Don't be an idiot, I'm just as good of a thief as yourself."
"Of course," he mused as he mussed up her hair, and she slapped his hand away.
"Do you know how hard it is to tame this?!"
And Brynjolf just laughed as she attempted to fix her barely messed up hair, scowling as she did so.
"You're so lovely, lass."
"I would say 'you too' but you were a jerk who messed up my hair!"
"You look fine, lass."
"Says the guy who rolls out of bed and looks gorgeous."
"That's very flattering, Y/n, but not entirely true."
He watched her jaw drop, and he gave a soft chuckle.
"You do not comb through your hair! There's no way in Oblivion-"
"And that's where you'd be wrong lass."
"Oh, my gods... Brynjolf is a fancy man."
"And proud of it."
He winked, yet didn't fail to catch the glimpse of a blush dusting her cheeks.
"What happened to you lass..?"
It wasn't long before there was a clamor coming from the Flagon, and when the Cistern door flew open, every member was on alert.
Karliah...
Brynjolf decided to be civilized but was not afraid to turn from the plan if it even slightly went south.
"Karliah, what did you do to Y/n?"
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"Y/n? You're alive?"
It was Vekel who seemed to notice her first, and it drew the attention of the few other members still in the Flagon.
"Y/n? But Mercer said-" Tonilia started.
"Mercer lied. He's lied to all of you for years."
The newest recruit had been confirmed dead by the current guild master, and he'd managed to convince everyone but a certain second in command.
"Brynjolf looked for you. We were also worried about the fact that you two were gone that he just, decided to seek answers for himself... He hasn't been well."
"Vekel, is he here? We have a lot to talk about, and I need the entire guild's attention."
"Of course, he should just be in the Cistern-"
But she was already gone, ready to tell everyone the truth and to address her Brynjolf situation, but that would have to take a backseat. There were far more pressing matters at hand.
As she pushed through the Cistern door, she heard arguing amongst the members and loads of insults toward Karliah.
"Mercer's a liar."
"Lass..."
Brynjolf's face softened and she watched his body seem to go slack.
'He looked for you... he hasn't been well.'
"Karliah saved my life. Mercer tried to kill me."
She lifted her shirt to show the fresh scar along her stomach.
Brynjolf's eyes traced the marred skin, and his body seemed to tense the longer he looked.
"He's been robbing you blind for years, check the vault."
Karliah added, standing right by Y/n's side. Y/n had put her shirt back down, smoothing it out as she stood increasingly closer to Karliah.
"Lass?"
Those eyes of his... those gorgeous emerald eyes bore into her, coaxing an answer from her. Silently pleading for the truth, clearly uncomfortable with the woman beside her.
"She's right, please, Bryn, believe us." Y/n copied his own eyes, begging him for the decency to believe her.
He let out a sigh before shouting," Oi, Delvin! We need to open the vault."
"Thank you..." she breathed, smiling over to Karliah.
Brynjolf looked over to her, very upset about the large scar on her torso, and although he was warry of Karliah, he knew of what happened to Gallus and it didn't help that he knew what it felt like to hear that Y/n was dead. But he threw that to the side when he saw Y/n smile at Karliah, watching her seem very relaxed around the supposed murderer of Gallus and Y/n herself.
"You called, Brynjolf?"
"Put your key in, we need to get this door open."
"Of course."
Y/n hesitantly walked toward the vault, standing right beside Brynjolf. It made him feel a wave of relief knowing she was this close again.
"It's empty! It's all gone!" Delvin yelled back to the group after doing a sweep of the vault.
"Mercer! Damn him!" Brynjolf answered, entering the vault to confirm the claim.
It was a stab at the entire guild like someone had slit the guild's throat and captured its riches as if it were blood. The experience was numbing to most guild members, realizing that not only had all of their hard work been for naught, but their guild master was also the reason for it. He had caused every problem they had ever faced, yet always found some scapegoat, never allowing himself to be seen in a negative light as he tore the guild apart from the inside.
"When I see him, I swear I'm going to-"
"Vex! You know that's not how we operate. We just need to figure this out..." Brynjolf chided the white-haired woman, who was now seething in anger but held her tongue, silently planning Mercer Frey's death in several different ways.
"Lass," Brynjolf turned to Y/n," Tell me everything that's been going on."
"I will Bryn, I promise, but first... can we be alone? Vekel said you haven't been well-"
"So long as we speak of the guild first, of course, lass."
Y/n held out a hand, which he quickly accepted, allowing her to lead him to the intended destination. Although the place was just the secret entrance for the Cistern, they sat on the hidden steps together.
She first informed him about how Karliah had been framed, that Mercer Frey had betrayed them and brought a curse upon the Guild after infuriating Nocturnal. She then led into the tales of the secret trio of Nightingales being true.
"The Nightingales? I thought that was just an old legend, but I believe you lass."
"It seems that we don't have much of a choice in anything anymore Bryn..."
He cleared his throat, garnering her undivided attention.
"What was it that you wanted to talk about lass?"
She gave a soft smile, grabbing his hand and intertwining her fingers with his.
"Vekel said you've been..." she paused, for lack of better words," not well."
"I've not been ill, lass."
"I didn't mean it that way. He said you came for me."
"...I had to make sure it wasn't true."
"You really thought I was dead?"
"No," Brynjolf felt his heart jump into his throat, and he tried to cough up an answer.
"I just... I didn't believe Mercer when he told me you were dead... I... I had to see for myself."
Brynjolf's eyes didn't meet hers, but he rubbed the back of her palm with his thumb.
"You know I missed you, missed us. You know that right?"
"I missed you more than you know... Saw you kept that old warhammer... that was a nice day..."
"That was a nice day... I found out that you were a fancy man."
"And I found out that I loved you," he spoke just below a whisper, just as if it were just a breath.
"Bryn? What was that?"
"Don't worry about it. So I'm a fancy man? I'm glad you remember lass."
"No, don't lass me. You never told me you were hurting. Was it that hard with me gone?"
She had begun to hold his hand a little bit tighter as she looked over at him, trying to get him to look back into her eyes.
"Yes lass," and for the first time since they started their little talk, the emerald-eyed man looked her in the eye.
"It was hard."
"But I'm just, me."
"And that's just it Y/n. You're just you, and down the line, I fell in love with you. I searched for you... because I didn't want to come back to a guild without you."
"I love you too. Gods above, I've been in love with that stupid accent of yours since you told me I couldn't steal that warhammer." She said with a laugh, letting herself fall to lean against his side.
He kissed her temple and gave her hand a squeeze before muttering," That's when I fell as well."
"Future romance advice for those who need it, just steal a warhammer, then you'll love each other." She teased, currently pleased with their current situation.
"Steal one more for the road? We can fix the guild later?" He offered, and he knew the answer as soon as he was pulled to his feet.
"Whoever gets one first, without being caught, gets a kiss!"
"I'm not against this bargain..."
And the pair of thieves both split, oh so full of love, and ready for everything they faced in front of them.
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yeehawbvby · 1 year
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Go, Lass (Brynjolf x F!Reader)
Rating: Teen+ (explicit language, canon-typical violence)
Summary: The guards of Markarth have you cornered in the Silver-Blood Inn, eager to steal you away to Cidhna Mine. Luckily, you’re gifted a bittersweet goodbye with your favorite guildmate before you’re imprisoned for only the gods know how long.
Author’s Note: This was a fun little idea I had based off my current Skyrim run! It takes place after The Forsworn Conspiracy/before No One Escapes Cidhna Mine, and before you meet with Endon for Silver Lining. The reader-insert doesn’t have to be the Dragonborn, and your race isn’t specified either.
Sorry for any errors, I didn’t proofread before posting. Hope y’all enjoy! x
Check it out on ao3!
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“C-come on, I didn’t really kill all those people! Surely you’re overlooking some details—“
“Oh no, we’ve all heard stories of your honeyed words. You’re not getting out of this one that easy.”
Shit, shit, shit, you thought to yourself.
Looking back and forth between Brynjolf and the Markarth guards, you panicked. Your heart raced as your shoulders slumped and your chest visibly began to heave.
You’d never been arrested for stealing, in all those years of doing it to survive, followed by making it into a profession with the Thieves Guild; but due to a failed attempt to help a determined Breton rid Markarth of the Forsworn, you’d really fucked up. 
Lots of weird politics. Far more killing than you were used to. So many ways to be framed in so little time. In the end, your comrade didn’t even make it — the guards made sure of his demise as soon as they’d been tipped off. All poor Eltrys wanted was a safe future for his wife and child, but that was supposedly too much to ask for in such a corrupt city.
The reason Bryn tagged along on your trip back to Markarth for this job was to bring you comfort and backup. You were two peas in a pod (albeit, Brynjolf seemed to see you as a sister whilst you hid your romantic feelings in plain sight), and you knew he’d help you if you truly needed it, no questions asked. 
You’d kept your fingers crossed, upon the law’s arrival, that the tall Nord’s presence would intimidate the guards into brushing it all off. Unfortunately, your downfall seemed certain. 
In that moment, the guards, citizens and denizens onlooking all wanted you imprisoned for life. And your favorite partner in crime was there to witness it all, barely even knowing what had gotten you into such a mess. His face looked neutral as ever, but his body language said otherwise. You knew Bryn well enough to be able to tell how tense he was.
You had three options. Option number one: run. Never come back. Screw this silversmith job that the Guild desperately needs, someone else can take care of it!
…Although, whoever is sent in your lieu might just muck it up. 
Option two: Fight. Main issue there is that it would be subjecting yourself and Brynjolf both to a death sentence.  
Option three: Turn yourself in. The prospect was terrifying, but you’d gotten yourself out of countless sticky situations. Perhaps you could figure out the details of an escape plan later. Maybe you could even organize a full-fledged jailbreak.
Everyone surrounding you knew what choices you had, merely not realizing the extra details that went into your third prospect. The inn was quieter than a crypt as they waited with baited breath to see what you’d do. 
“I…” You looked over your shoulder at Bryn, a deep exhale shaking your form as his beautiful emerald eyes met your own gaze. “I submit.” His eyes widened. The guards made a move to capture you, but you halted them, your face whipping their way.“Wait.”  
“What in the Gods’ names makes you think we—“
“I’m a cold-blooded killer, aren’t I?” You lilted, eyes stabbing into the man who’d been doing the talking for all of his crew. “If you don’t allow me to bid my friend farewell before I spend the rest of my fucking life in the mines, I could take out everyone in this room. Starting with them.”  
You tilted your head towards the small family that hid behind the counter. The parents gasped, and their son whimpered in fear, hugging himself closer to his mother. Playing into the façade, you drew a smirk across your features. 
“…Very well. You have one minute.” The guard added, glaring at Brynjolf, “No funny business or you’ll both perish.”
“Yes sir,” you lazily saluted. 
You turned around to face Brynjolf, who looked pale with discomfort. 
“Look, I don’t know what you’ve done, but—“
Before Bryn could get another word in, you tip-toed to wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him into a tender hug. 
As he returned the gesture, you turned your face until your lips brushed his ear, and ever so softly whispered, “I will get out of there.” Bryn shifted a little, and you continued, “I don’t know when, or how, and maybe I won’t even survive; but trust me when I say that I’ll see you again soon, one way or another. I’ll make damn sure of it.” 
Your partner in crime wanted to laugh. He knew you. He knew what you were capable of. No matter how foolish you were to already be conspiring an escape, he believed you could do it. But he didn’t wish to draw suspicion from the guards, so he simply nodded, an amused exhale that could’ve been mistaken for despair shaking his armored chest as he tightened his grip around your form. 
You pulled away, but before you could make your way towards your captors, you felt a tug on your arm. Turning to the source, Brynjolf pulled you close, replacing his grip on your bicep with a tender caress to your cheek from both hands.
Before you could process what was happening, he tilted your gaze upward and dipped down to your height, sealing the goodbye with a kiss. You melted into his touch, your palms finding refuge against his broad shoulders. 
As Bryn’s auburn beard tickled your chin, you smiled, basking in the taste and feel of his mouth. The warmth of his breath. The calluses of his large hands barely scratching your cheeks. After a few short seconds that you wished could be hours, he separated.
A crooked grin graced Brynjolf’s lips as he whispered to you his parting words:
“Go, Lass. Make their ancestors weep.”
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argisthebulwark · 13 days
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Behold a concept that has overtaken my brain due to Vilkas Post
hell yeah bestie. the vilkas post in question. feat: Brynjolf x f!reader warnings: explicit sexual content. minors should not read or interact.
You should be more worried - anyone could hear you. Thieves could be lurking around any corner. Hell, any one of your coworkers could wander in from the Flagon to fall into their bunk. A dozen things could go wrong but you couldn't muster up the energy to care too much.
"Eyes on me, lass." Brynjolf purred, blunt nails combing through your hair. They twisted just enough to make you gasp, tugging until your eyes met his. Your hands clasped over the burning skin of your cheeks but you didn't stop, hips still bucking against his thigh. He smiled, the gentle fingers tracing your jaw completely betrayed by the harsh thrust of his thigh up into your cunt. "There's my good girl."
"Bryn." You whined, trying to retain some control despite the needy way you bucked into his armor. Every sinful sound made you wince but gods, it felt too good to stop. The full weight of his attention left your cheeks permanently red but every little ridge and seam in his armored pants sent you closer to the edge.
"Yes, love?" He cooed, sweet kisses trailing down your neck. It was all too much yet you wanted more - never in your life had you asked for anything but you needed him. "What do you need from me?"
"Just - I dunno, more." You stuttered, face buried in your hands. His leg raised just enough to force your hips closer to his, cunt rutting needily into his thigh. Each movement sent arousal splintering under your skin, not enough to make you cum but enough to leave you craving more.
"More?" He taunted, chuckling into your shoulder. "Like what?"
"Bryn." Gods, was he actually going to make you say it? Your hips bucked into his clothed thigh, cunt throbbing with every kiss he placed on your sensitive skin.
"Like this, lass?" The words sounded innocent but you had to bite back whatever needy sound tore up your throat. The calloused pad of his thumb pressed to your clit, lips leaving your skin so he could assess your reaction. One hand left your face to grab uselessly at his armored chest, fingers digging into the leather while his thumb drew little circles that nearly drove you mad.
"Ah, seems like a yes to me." He grinned, clearly proud of the waves of arousal pounding through your body. You could hardly think, all thoughts of being proper banished by the sheer pleasure of fucking yourself on Brynjolf's fingers.
"Who knew the shy gal from the marketplace could be so filthy? Ridin' me behind Mercer's desk." He tutted, fueling the heat in your face but you couldn't stop. Each hypnotizing swipe of his thumb over your clit and graceless thrust of your cunt on his thigh sent you higher and higher. "Been waitin' to get you out of that armor since you put it on."
Somehow, it still wasn't enough. A whimper slipped between your lips, eyes squeezed shut as every muscle in your body worked toward release. Sweat gathered along your back and your thighs burned but each thrust of your cunt against his soaked armor brought you closer to a high you couldn't seem to reach.
Pausing his ministrations, Brynjolf slipped two fingers deep into you. You heard yourself cursing but fuck, it seemed he knew exactly what you needed. It only took a few sloppy thrusts of your hips, Brynjolf's knuckles bumping into your thighs while soft words urged you on before you fell apart.
Everything tilted when the orgasm stole through your body. You heard yourself gasping his name, hips stuttering against his hand. Your grip on his armor kept you upright as the waves of sheer pleasure rolled through your body, every muscle blissfully loose.
"You look pretty when you're not all put together." Brynjolf's tease broke through your peace. Reality came hauling back as you clutched the open flaps of your armor to your chest, stumbling over apologies and excuses while you struggled to right yourself. He hardly reacted when you stepped away but those eyes pinned you in place.
"I'm sorry, gods I don't know what we were thinking -" your words ceased when Brynjolf raised his hand. Those two fingers still dripping from your orgasm slipped into his mouth, lips closing around his knuckles. His eye contact never relented as he sucked his fingers dry, causing that deep throb of arousal to kick up deep within you again.
"Got one more in you, lass?"
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Hello, Tumblr! This is Red Batty speaking.
I'm all done with school now so, hey! I thought I'd open my ask box for fic requests. 
I'm not ready to do straight up smut, but I'm not against something spicier either. I'll just have to make the final call, but I can do the same prompt but milder if I'm not comfortable with the ask. No Yandere either, there's too many impressionable teens on this hell site that might think that's true love and I'm not risking it.
Below are the characters I'm willing to write for! 
DC
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Justice League Dark
John Constantine
Etrigan/Jason Blood
Zatanna Zatara
Deadman/Boston Brand
Batman/Batfamily
Batman/Bruce Wayne
Robert Pattinson/Batman 2022 version
Comics version
Christian Bale/Dark Knight version
Arkham games version
Anything more niche than that literally just ask I'm probably down, like if he's voiced by Kevin Conroy, I'll probably write for him
Nightwing/Dick Grayson
Red Hood/Jason Todd
I haven't played Arkham Knight yet so Arkham!Jason isn't available yet
Red Robin/Tim Drake
Oracle/Barbara Gordon
I can do Batgirl!Babs also
Batgirl/Cassandra Kain
Spoiler/Stephanie Brown
I'm also open to do Spotlight/Duke Thomas but I know f$%king nothing about him so if its an ask generic enough to apply to any Robin I'm down.
Rogues Gallery
Comics, Arkham games and animated series versions only right now. Well, that and Nolan!Rogues. Just not Bane, don't make me write fic for Rises.
I could do Gotham but it'd have to be plot nonspecific or you'd have to be specific about the ask (not against that) but still,,, yeah ahem anyways
Harley Quinn
Arkham games version
Comics version
Animated series version
Still haven't seen BoP or Suicide Squad so not those versions yet,,, sorry gang
Poison Ivy
I WILL do Harlivy if requested, and Harlivy x reader, and Harlivy x Selina x reader… Basically just send me your ideal fictional polycule and I'll do it. Love wins.
Mad Hatter/Jervis Tetch
Scarecrow/Jonathan Crane
WOOF Cillian Murphy too fine, if not specified that's the version I'm writing
Riddler/Edward Nygma
NOT PAUL DANO VERSION. I'm sorry but the 2022 la version is a little creep and I won't write fic for him
If I get a Joker ask It better be the f$%king Lego Joker ONLY. 
Bane
Catwoman/Selina Kyle
Zoe Kravitz Selina my beloved, so hmu for 2022!Selina if you like also
Uhhhh I'm tired and ran out of ideas, If I missed one literally just ask
Justice League
just animated series and comics. No, I haven't seen Snyderverse. Yes, I'll be a little bitchy about it. Shazam and Aquaman and Wonder Woman can stay though. I'll write for live action Aquaman and WW, but not Shazam bc he's. Literally a child. Mkay.
Superman/Clark Kent
Batman (see above)
Green Lantern
John Stewart
Hal Jordan
Wonder Woman/Diana Prince
Aquaman/Arthur Curry
Flash
Wally West
Barry Allen
Green Arrow/Oliver Queen
Haven't seen Arrow in years so bear with me if you want arrowverse!Ollie
Arcane (League of Legends)
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Vi
Caitlin
Vi x Caitlin x Reader or any other polycule for that matter
Viktor
Jayce
Silco
Vander
Jinx
Fallout 4
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Nick Valentine
Hancock
Piper
Preston Garvey
If there's anyone missing just talk to me about it, thanks guys love u
Skyrim
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Brynjolf
Mercer Frey
Vilkas 
Farkas
Aela
Serana
Cicero 
Adrianne and Ulfberth War-Bear (at Shieldmaiden's) 
this one is niche as hell they're not even companions or marriable but I'm putting it on the list
If there's anyone missing just talk to me about it, thanks guys love u
Markiplier Egos
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Damien/Darkiplier
Engineer!Mark
William (the colonel)/Wilford (motherloving) Warfstache
Yancy
Illinois Jonesiplier
Heist!Mark (I'm not sure if this is Actor!Mark or not but oh well he's on the list)
Antisepticeye (he almost counts)
Mortal Kombat
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I'll do the game or the movie I'm just a bit rustier on game lore, pls bear with me.
Scorpion/Hanzo Hasashi
Sub-Zero/Kuai Liang
Kenshi
Liu Kang
Raiden
Johnny Cage
Sonya Blade
Johnny x Sonya or Johnny x Sonya x reader
Jax Briggs
Kitana
Kano
Kotal Khan
Jade
Cassie Cage
Jacqui Briggs
Kung Jin
Takeda
Marvel
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I'm having a bit of a love/hate relationship with the MCU right now so these are the few I'm writing for, if there's someone you want me to write for from comics lore, just hmu and we'll see what I can do for you
Moon Knight
Marc Spector, Steven Grant, Jake Lockley, all together or individually
Doctor Stephen Strange
**or any of his variants. 
Also AUs. I'm down for AUs like "in this universe of DS he's like [blank]" so when mcu!DS comes through its like [blank]... you get the idea.
Scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximo
Quicksilver/Pietro Maximoff
I'll do Peter Maximoff also but X-men get their own special section, see below
Loki
2012!Loki
TVA!Loki
President!Loki
Disneyland Loki
X-Men
Its not that I think I'm better than people because I prefer writing comics/animated series it's just. I know that better. And the movies make my head hurt sometimes but a few of them are cool it's literally random so just. Ask.
Cyclops/Scott Summers 
(This one for my bestie mwah)
Emma Frost
Nightcrawler/Kurt Wagner
Deadpool (does he count? Fuck it, he was a trainee)
Colossus/Piotr Rasputin
Mystique/Raven Darkhölme
Magneto/Erik (Magnus) Lensherr
This is one I will write straight from the movies because good lord is his character hot as fuck compelling and a dilf well written
Shadowcat/Kitty Pride
Rogue/Anna-Marie 
Gambit/Remy LeBeau
Gambit x Rogue x reader, and any other polycule basically
Quicksilver/Peter Maximoff
Storm/Ororo Munroe
There's so many at this point I can't remember them all just ask
Defenders
Daredevil/Matt Murdock
Jessica Jones
Foggy Nelson
Karen Page
Punisher/Frank Castle
I ask that you keep my punisher reqs spoiler free as I'm catching up on the show right now
Spiderverse
Peter Parker
Peter B. (ITSV)
Tom Holland
Andrew Garfield
Tobey Maguire
(I'm rustier on the live action babies so give me grace here)
Spiderman 2099/Miguel O'hara 
Spider!Gwen
Spiderman Noir
Spider!Gwen x Andrew Garfield!Spiderman
Spiderman/Miles Morales 
He WILL be aged up or shipped with a teen reader, anything else will get doused in gasoline and set on fire.
Eddie Brock/Venom
Note: I'm more willing to do spiderverse x ocs bc I know the spidersona brainrot is real. Hell, at this point, I might do oc x oc content for spiderverse because I've been there (and I've got a bestie with two spider ocs in a ship, love u cas)
Doc Ock/Otto Octavius
Doc Ock/Liv Octavius
Lmao I might do liv x aunt may if its funny or wholesome enough
Mysterio/Quentin Beck
It'll only be mcu!beck if explicitly stated that's what you want. 
Green Goblin/Norman Osborne
Electro/Max Dillon
Sandman/Flint Marko
Lizard/Dr. Curtis Connors
If you think I'm missing someone just ask
Umbrella Academy
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Luther Hargreeves
Diego Hargreeves
Allison Hargreeves
Klaus Hargreeves
Ben Hargreeves
Viktor Hargreeves
Fka Vanya for anyone not up to speed, he's going by Viktor now that Elliot Page has come out
I will not use she/her pronouns or the name Vanya, if I get a req for Vanya it will be written for Viktor.
Nolan!Verse: Inception & Tenet
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Robert Fischer
Eames
Arthur
Saito
Ariadne 
I'll do he/him or she/her pronouns for Ariadne following Elliot coming out
The Protagonist
Neil
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circus4apsycho8 · 2 years
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bethesda games masterlist.
*all fics will be reader inserts unless otherwise stated
𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓊𝓃𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑒
confrontation (boone x f!courier six)
𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝓁𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝒸𝓇𝑜𝓁𝓁𝓈 𝓋: 𝓈𝓀𝓎𝓇𝒾𝓂
brynjolf x reader (coming soon!)
𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝓋𝒾𝓁 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃
playing hero. (platonic sebastian & reader)
secure. (platonic keeper x reader) chapters: i | ii (coming soon)
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haziebat · 3 years
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Moving Mountains | Skyrim x Fem!Reader | Information
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W A R N I N G S
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CONTAINS:Profanity, graphic depictions of violence, alcohol. Other tags may be added as series progresses. All tags will be on relevant chapters. 
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A U T H O R ‘ S  N O T E
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Hey! I'm Hazie, and I decided to write an interactive Skyrim reader insert as an exercise in masochism.
Moving Mountains began as a writing project that I realized would be a lot more fun as a reader governed adventure. This story is going to be a mix of original and game content, as you explore the land of Skyrim and learn the truth about your identity and past. 
I broke everything into bullet points to make it less awful on the eyes.
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H O W  I T  W O R K S
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✶ This story has general plot points and ideas, but the course your adventure takes is going to be controlled by reader votes. 
✶ At the end of every chapter I will ask a couple questions. All of them are relevant, even if they don't seem it. They will determine the paths you take, decisions you make, factions you join, romances you build, and your personality.
✶ You will have five days to answer the polls. The closing date will be marked at the bottom of the chapter. Any votes put in after that closing date will not be counted.
✶ I will be taking votes from here, Tumblr, Wattpad and AO3 because I have a crossposting problem and want to get the most in depth results I can. If you see this posted on any of those sites under this username, it's me.
✶ I'll be running a save alongside the fic, mostly to keep track of your location on the map and your progress in main quests. Most aspects of this story will be highly fictionalized and embellished.
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C H A R A C T E R
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✶ The protagonist is going to use "she/her" pronouns, and you're probably going to get called "Lass" more times than you'd ever want to be. I need to set that expectation from the start.
✶ Your race is determined by a poll at the end of the first chapter. I am only using non-human races like mer and beast races so I don't alienate anyone by locking your appearance into a human race. I figured it would be easier to make it so nobody looks like themselves!
✶ Your skills are based on what talents you choose to practice and utilize throughout the story. If readers choose to spend time casting spells and buying tomes, then you will naturally become more proficient in magic. If you vote to be stabby, you're gonna get real good at stabbing. Feel free to train up new skills! There's always room to learn.
✶ The way you respond to certain questions will determine the way your personality is shaped. You can develop into a quippy, carefree wanderer sort, or the dark brooding mercenary. Or maybe the quippy, carefree mercenary! I'm not here to limit you.
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F R I E N D S &  R O M A N C E
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✶ The choices you make will help you build friendships and romances. Spending time with characters and making decisions they like will increase your affinity with them. 
✶ Much like in the game you can have companions/followers. In the story, these can be actual in game followers, or characters you can't usually travel with! This means if you play your cards right, you can explore Solstheim with Brynjolf or befriend Nazeem and lure him to the farthest reaches of Winterhold and, y'know, just leave him there.
✶ You can have up to three humanoid companions at a time, and three monster/beast companions including your horse. Be careful, though! They might not all get along.
✶ Any humanoid character over the age of 18 can be a viable romance option if you put in the effort. Some will be more difficult than others! Certain characters might be flirty from the start, and other characters could take several chapters to start warming up to you. It all depends on who they are and who you are.
✶ You can have a monogomous relationship if you want, but I won't stop you from having multiple love interests or a harem/reverse harem if it leads there, 
✶ If enough people are sick of someone's shit I will hold a poll to determine whether or not you should break up. 
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K E Y
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✶ (Y/N) - Your Name
✶ (F/N) - First Name
✶ (L/N) - Last Name
NEXT CHAPTER: One - Certainties Like Death
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curiousartemis · 4 years
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Do you have a NoTP in your fandom? Are they a popular OTP? for DA and Skyrim
WHELP. This is gonna be awkward (sweats) 😂
So FYI, this is VERY salty. Reader beware!
My NOTPs are pretty much all popular straight pairings. So for Dragon Age that would be…
Alistair x female OCSolas x female OCCullen x female OC(to a tiny degree, Blackwall x female OC, but the community’s acceptance of bi-Blackwall of late has helped me overcome this to a degree, but there are still VERY FEW Blackwall x male OC shippers. In fact, I don’t know any. As usual.)And for Skyrim, that’s…Brynjolf x female OCFarkas x female OCVilkas x female OCUlfric x female OC
Why though? It’s just… bitterness, maybe? At least for Dragon Age. The characters I want to romance are never available to me. Instead, BioWare thinks I should be into sex-loving rogues and flamboyant gay mages who probably spend way too much time staring at themselves in the mirror. Which, those are fun characters as choices. But they’re almost always my ONLY choices, and that sucks. Where’s my noble knight in shining armor? Where’s my shy and sweet guy? How about letting me romance one of the main characters for once? So it’s frustrating as hell, especially since ALL my friends got to romance these characters, and so I’d see pictures and fics and screenshots and discussions about their romances over and over and over again, just unintentionally rubbing it in my face for YEARS. So it’s at the point where I have those pairings blocked just about everywhere, and it SUCKS because it’s not the fault of the people who love those pairings; it’s really not their fault at all. It’s all BioWare’s fault, and their stupid, crappy stereotyping, and inability to see their own prejudices. I mean players had to BEG for Jaal to be bi after Mass Effect: Andromeda shipped, because, up until that point, BioWare had NEVER allowed players to enjoy a m/m romance with a major character. (And they only did it once with a f/f character, Liara, and they had the audacity to say “It’s not really f/f because asari aren’t female.”) And no, DA2 doesn’t count because it’s the only time they so generously made ALL romances available to everyone [and Patrick Weekes, in all their insufferable assholery, has insisted that they’ll never go back to all-bi], so f/f and m/m players didn’t have to humbly accept whatever tropey crap they decided to give us.
And don’t get me wrong. I love Isabela. I love Reyes. I like Zevran a lot, too. Take out the very uncomfortable BDSM, and Bull is nice, too. But that’s ALL they would ever offer me. And it sucks. And I’ve grown very, very bitter over the years. What I would very much like is to play a Dragon Age game and NOT HAVE TO MOD MY ROMANCE. A lot of cishet players have NEVER had to mod their romances, because every character has been available to them, with the exception of 2 (Dorian and Sera). 
As for Skyrim…
It’s partially residual bitterness from Dragon Age? But also partially over-saturation. I mean, people say Brynjolf, Vilkas, Farkas, and Ulfric are popular characters, but what they really mean is, they’re popular when paired with women. I know… one Ulfric x male OC shipper? And no Brynjolf x male OC shippers. No Vilkas x male OC shippers. No Farkas x male OC shippers. But click on their tags and you’ll see page after page after page of these guys shipped with female OCs.
And again, it’s not the players’ fault. I’m glad they love these characters and happy they get to enjoy them and create content for them. But yeah, unfortunately, those are major NOTPs for me.
And last but not last, Dorian x anyone, because I literally cannot stand Dorian, on any level, from design, to story, to just about anything (especially his story, which required DG to totally fuck over lore and shove in some homophobia into a land that DIDN’T NEED it, but like, I get that an older gay man would want to write a story about a young man who experienced homophobia in a fantasy world, I really do. But just for me, personally, it’s grating, and the opposite of what I look for in fantasy. I prefer my fantasy WITHOUT all the gross bullshit I have to encounter in real life, like sexism, racism, and homophobia.)
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ao3feed-lokiangst · 6 years
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Beyond the Horizon
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2B8IoxQ
by GuardianAngel07
"Skyrim legend tells of a hero known as the Dragonborn, a warrior with the body of a mortal and soul of a dragon, whose destiny it is to destroy the evil dragon Alduin."
  The folklore had been passed down onto you from your father, but long gone were the days where you would believe in the tales of living, breathing dragons. Life was cruel, and only the strongest could survive in these bitter lands. When fate deals you a bad hand, you find yourself on a cart being charted to Helgen. Now, you must come to terms with the fate that the gods have bestowed you with. Of course, you're not alone in this endeavor.
Your path has been revealed, Dovahkiin...do you have the courage to follow it?
  [Reader x Surprise]
Words: 68, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan, South Park, Kuroshitsuji | Black Butler, One Piece
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/M
Characters: Eren Yeager, Levi (Shingeki no Kyojin), Christophe "The Mole" DeLorne, Kyle Broflovski, Stan Marsh, Eric Cartman, Edward Elric, Ciel Phantomhive, Trafalgar D. Water Law, Loki (Marvel), Craig Tucker, Damien Thorne, Brynjolf (Elder Scrolls), Vilkas (Elder Scrolls), Reader, You, Alduin (Elder Scrolls), Nocturnal (Elder Scrolls)
Relationships: Eren Yeager/Reader, Christophe "The Mole" DeLorne/Reader, Edward Elric/Reader, Kyle Broflovski/Reader, Stan Marsh/Reader, Ciel Phantomhive/Reader, Levi (Shingeki no Kyojin)/Reader
Additional Tags: Multiple Crossovers, Reader is Dovahkiin, Also in heavy denial, reader is a thief, Smitten Eren, Edward is King of Sass, Protective Christophe, Unlikely Friendships, emotinal distress, So much denial!, extreme loyalty, Victory or Sovngarde!, Thief Code, The Daedric seriously have it out for you...
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2B8IoxQ
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argisthebulwark · 9 months
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So.. im drunk rn so sorry if this deosnt make sense, but youre always on about mask kinks/the knight helmet post yeah? So i suppose what im saying is... bryn in nightingale armour when? 👀
yeah unfortunately for u all i will never shut up about how hot masks are. there's something so sexy about a man having his face completely covered ESPECIALLY if there's scars under there. handsome jack, simon riley, miraak, etc. i am unwell.
bryn in the nightingale armor x f!reader ("lass") under the cut. it's not explicit but damn it's suggestive so minor's don't read or interact. yeah i know the actual mask is probably sturdy but for my purposes i'm just pretending it's cloth.
"My eyes are up here, lass." His voice is muffled by the mask but shocks you all the same. You know you're caught staring but can't be bothered to feel ashamed. Standing in the only remaining sliver of daylight Brynjolf's green eyes practically glitter from under that blasted cowl. You know it's him under there - his teasing voice is reassuring, but your attraction to him hit a new level when he put on the armor.
"See something you like?" Each word is silky smooth when he stalks closer to you, every footfall silent. You can't put your finger on what's changed - you've seen him in the Guild armor for months and despite finding him attractive you'd never been downright tongue tied by him. It's only when gloved hands land beside your head, chilly armor pressing into your chest and only his eyes visible that it hits you.
Brynjolf looks deadly.
"No." You breathe, grateful that your own mask hides the raging blush in your face. Fiercely aware of every inch of his body touching yours you lavish in his undivided attention. You can only guess what his expression is when one finger hooks the hem of your mask and easily tugs it away from your face. Sharp eyes never waver from yours when his body crowds yours into the cold stone wall, every tiny gasp echoing around the cave.
"For a thief you're a terrible liar." He murmurs, that damned smirk written in every word. It's somehow more tantalizing that you can't see it; you know it's there but Brynjolf's true expression is a mystery. That dark mask hides everything but the mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Do you prefer when I lie?" You counter, desperate to even the scales of your interaction. Brynjolf's armored hips press ever so slightly into yours and your mind's flooded with every indecent thought of him that's kept you awake for nights on end.
His hand releases your face, leaving the mask gathered around your neck. Your stomach flips when his thumb lifts the bottom of his mask and reveals his stubbled jaw and that damned mouth.
"Stop." You blurt, too lost in the haze of lust only worsened by the sight of his lopsided smirk.
"Ah, is that it?" Every movement is painfully slow when he rests the mask on the bridge of his nose, leaving his mouth visible. "This is what finally got you to crack?"
You can't summon a witty retort. Throwing your arms around his shoulders you drag Brynjolf's body against yours, heart hammering in your chest when your lips meet. His amused chuckle sends shivers down your spine but there's no use denying how badly you want him. Seeing him in that armor, that mask had done something unholy to your self control and he knew it.
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yeehawbvby · 1 year
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Skyrim Masterlist
NSFW labeled with ***
I always post to ao3 first, so feel free to check it out!
There’s only one for now lmao it feels silly to give this its own page, but for continuity’s sake, here it is! :’)
Go, Lass (Brynjolf x F!Thief!Reader)
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curiousartemis · 4 years
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Fanfic Titles Meme
20 most recent fics
(Not sure I have 20 fics...)
Interlude: The (Love) Song of Lawrence Nailo (Skyrim, Falk x OC Laurie)
Love's Labor's Never Lost: The Third Part of the Story of Casien Yedlin  (Skyrim, Ulfric x OC Casien)
Call me if (I need you) (Mass Effect, Reyes x Ryder)
Where The Heart Lives (Skyrim, Ulfric x OC Casien)
My Past, Your Present, Our Future (Brynjolf x OC Cal)
The Continuing Story of Casien Yedlin, Or, How to Save The World through the Power of Love and Friendship (Ulfric x OC Casien)
The Slightly Tragic yet Very Inspiring Story of Casien Yedlin, Orphan, Scholar, and Mage (Skyrim, Ulfric x OC Casien)
In My Heart Shall Burn (Dragon Age, Delrin Barris x OC Liras)
I lost my heart on Voeld -- Where it's really f***in' cold (Mass Effect, Jaal x Ryder)
Forty-Two Years and Counting (Dragon Age, Solas x OC Talan)
The Tale of Calowen Bright-Hair, Adventurer, Thief, Lover (Brynjolf x OC Cal)
Behind Closed Doors (Dragon Age, Cullen x OC Auren)
After He Wakes Up (Dragon Age, Solas x OC Pell)
Lover Lay Down (Dragon Age, Solas x OC Alin)
Vir Vhenan (Dragon Age, Cullen x OC Auren)
1. How many are you happy with? I like all of them except “Behind Closed Doors.” Pretty lame, self-explanatory title. Doesn’t suggest anything intriguing or make the reader think.
2. How many are…not great? See above.
3. How many did you scramble for at the last minute? All of my titles are created last minute, usually right before I post on AO3. Sometimes I do get an idea as I’m working on the first chapter, or as I’m writing the one-shot.
4. How many did you know before you started writing/creating, or near the beginning? Let me think. I did have “The Song of Lawrence Nailo” in mind before I wrote the first chapter, but once I finished that chapter and got a feel for who Laurie is, I changed it to “The (Love) Song of Lawrence Nailo” as an homage to Prufrock. Hmm, I’d have to say the rest are all made up on the spot.
5. How many are quotes from songs or poems? Ahaha, how many aren’t? Let’s see: Interlude, the Casien stories, the Cal story, and Alin’s story are all literary or song references. Also, to some extent, “Where the Heart Lives” references an old Anuna song and, by sheer coincidence, a cheesy romantic movie.
6. How many are other quotes?  “In My Heart Shall Burn” references the quest name in the game (changed from “your” to “my” since it’s about Liras admitting his feelings for Barris) and “After He Wakes Up” references Solas saying, “After you wake up...!” the first time you kiss (and it’s me snarkily using the “he” pronoun instead of “she” since this is solavellan... which BioWare denied me, so yes it’s a “fuck you” to BioWare...).
7. Which best reflects the plot of the story/content of the fanwork? They all do. Maybe Casien’s first book does it best. It literally is a slightly tragic (but still very inspiring) story about an orphaned boy who grows up and finds happiness.
8. Which best reflects the theme of the story? A 3-way tie between “Love’s Labor’s Never Lost,” “How to Save the World Through the Power of Friendship and Love,” and “Where the Heart Lives.” 
“Where the Heart Lives” is about discovering the meaning of family and home, essentially discovering... where your heart lives. “How to Save the World...” is literally about learning to rely on your friends and loved ones, and the amazing things you can accomplish once you do that. “Love’s Labor’s Never Lost” is about a couple realizing that a relationship is a constant work-in-progress, and that that’s actually quite healthy and beautiful.
9. Which best reflects the character voice of the story/pov of the fanwork?  “I lost my heart on Voeld -- Where it's really f***in' cold” is literally in Ryder’s voice.
10. Which is your favourite title? “The (Really and Truly Inspiring) Story of Casien Yedlin” is the series title of Casien’s book series, and I actually really love it. It captures the tone of the stories and the intentions: these books are meant to inspire and bring joy. They will have some pretty dark moments, but things will generally end well for our hero. Come join him and his friends on his journey!
Tagging any other writers who want to do this, and thanks @tishinada for the tag ❤
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