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dovahkinniez · 4 months
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MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! 🖤🎄🎁⭐️
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koiastro · 1 year
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I saw your pinned post
If you can, could you write kaidan x fem reader where the longest time he thought it was a guy because she always wear a mask/hood and armor.
Sorry for the late reply 😅 I wasn't sure if you wanted an imagine, scenario, or short story... so I kind merged all three into this
(Slight NSFW)
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Let's be honest. This boi probably found out by being a nosey little fecker :)
• after the last tomb you guys raided, it left the both of you covered in blood, sweat, and dust
• too tired to travel to the next inn, the both of you decided to just set up camp in The Reach
• what better way to end off the day with a nice cold dip in the nearby river!
• don't get me wrong, I believe this man respects your privacy
• but them intrusive thoughts got the better of him
• And since curiosity killed the Kaidan, he decided to be a little sneak and take a peek :)
• At this point in adventuring together, he was 84% sure that you were a dude
• With the way you held yourself in battles and the armor that donned upon you, he just assumed his companion was a man
• the look of utter shock (and embarrassment) that spreads across his face when he realizes that the person he's been adveturing with is, in fact, a woman
• (bonus points if you weren't actively trying to hide your gender)
• surprisingly, his demeanor towards you doesn't change in the slightest after he finds out (will tease you a bit more than usual, though)
"Honestly Kaidan, couldn't you have waited until I was finished?" The man in question could only gawk at the sight before him. There you stood, naked as the day you were born, with only the palms of your hands to obstruct his view of your frame.
Shors bones, he's been traveling with you for months and only now has he finally got an eyeful of you. It wasn't the fact that you were on display for all of tamriel to see, he was more shocked at the fact that this whole time you were a woman.
Not that he's complaining, especially since his companion is a sight for sore eyes.
"Kaidan?"
"Ahem, excuse me..." With a turn of his heel, Kaidan stumbles his way back towards camp, the image of your physique ingrained in his mind.
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1000fiction · 2 years
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LI's Waking Up Hungover and Naked.
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Ft. Brynjolf, Farkas, Hadvar, and Vilkas. Spicy content ahead. Minors DNI.
Brynjolf:
One word: Fuck.
It wasn’t the first time Brynjolf had awoke with a stranger in his bed, hell, it wasn’t the first time with a friend either.
But a new recruit? That was new. That was dangerous.
He had rules for fun nights out:
One, never drink so much that you can be robbed.
Two, don’t sleep with new recruits.
And yet here he was, naked as the day he was born with his newest protégé in a similar state - his golden rules shattered into pieces.
Seeing them so vulnerable had a tightness coiling in his chest, despite his best efforts, he just couldn’t remember the events of the evening, his mind too clouded - by the gods he hoped no one saw them leave together.
Neither would hear the end of it.
He stumbled, quietly as he could, shaking off his inebriation enough to at least get his trousers on. He had to leave, and fast.
The sooner he got to the cistern the sooner he could cover his tracks – quell the rumours before they started – but not before he tucked them in, blanket pulled over their shoulders.
Later, he’d tell himself it meant nothing, that he’d just been overly drunk, and it was a one-time thing. He’d tell himself – but it wouldn’t quite convince, not when he saw them – able to see their nakedness in a way he never wished he had, and unable to shake the memory of their touch that had burnt into his skin.
Farkas:
The Nord groaned deeply, hugging his pillow tighter, burying his face into it in hopes it would comfort the ache in his head.
He took in a deep breath, Vilkas always said breathing made it better – or was that water? Either way, it wasn’t until his third deep breath that he finally registered an extra scent on his pillow. Accompanying his usual musk was something new – new to his pillow at least, for some reason the scent felt familiar, made his chest feel warm.
Realisation struck – this wasn’t his pillow. It was soft yes – comfortable even – but too warm and too sweaty to be the fabric he’d usually hold.
It was a person – the new blood in fact - fast asleep, an arm flung over their eyes, and laying as bare as the day they were born. He eased himself up, gently sliding his arm from beneath their frame so as not to wake them.
He admits – he starred for a while – long enough to realise what had occurred between the pair, finally acknowledging his own nudity contributed to such a revelation.
He could feel their bare legs against his sides, the heat of their most intimate area bleeding heat onto his abdomen. All sense told him to stalk from the bed, flee and leave both their dignities intact.
But he just couldn't.
How could he do that when he had them like this? The way he’d imagined.
No one had to know he’d chosen to fall back asleep.
Hadvar:
Headache, blurry eyes, and a queasy stomach to boot – Hadvar never did cope well with hangovers.
The barkeep was ready and waiting with water as he stumbled past, thanking them awkwardly, to focussed on finding the exit to relieve himself outside.
The morning air was a slap to the face - one that soon had his senses returning to him in full swing.
A few minutes in the cold air had him bright-eyed and bushy tailed as he should be, feeling more himself, he chugged back the water before re-entering the inn.
He was now able to spot fellow soldiers nursing their own jugs of water and fighting the aches that came with too much drink. It had been a celebration of some sort, a victory? He couldn’t remember just quite yet, but he remembered the singing, the drinking, the dancing – the dancing with the dragonborn.
The dragonborn.
How they’d danced and drank, and touched, how they’d leant in and kissed
Him – he’d blushed as though he was a teenager all over again.
He could feel them even now, their touch all over his skin, kisses placed in
places he’d never been kissed before.
Fuck.
He needed more water to calm his racing mind, surely those were dreams. It
wouldn’t be the first time.
He’d asked for a tankard of water – the barkeep gave him two.
“For your friend”
He looked toward the door, eyes connecting with the dragonborn as they slumped against the frame.
“Water first, then we’ll talk.”
Vilkas:
Despite the initial blurred vision and pounding in his head, the silhouette of a nude, slumbering harbinger had him hurtling so quickly into reality he nearly vomited.
It was shameful instinct that he considered leaving, though that was nothing more than the coward’s way out. This was, after all, the harbinger of the Companions – his friend – not a stranger he’d drunkenly tumbled into bed with after a night in a tavern.
The wave of nausea overcame him once again. His head falling back onto the pillow, large palms closing over his eyes to halt the spinning.
It wasn’t supposed to happen this way.
There was supposed to be candles, a picnic, maybe a poem he’d spent hours composing, at least a confession of some form before this happened.
“I can hear you overthinking from here.”
His suddenly felt like a deer staring down an arrow. He watched them stir through the cracks in his fingers, their body rolling and flexing as it awoke till the pair were face to face, the harbinger quite secure in their nudity.
“You don’t need to be thinking this through so much Vilkas, come now, we’re both adults.”
Their fingers trailed up his arm, wrapping loosely around his wrist to pull a hand from his face.
“If it consoles you any I don’t remember much.”
“Much?”
“I remember wanting it, I remember you making me feel wonderful.” He’d imagined this situation very differently, more clothes and less nausea, but Vilkas swore he’d never felt happier.
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yanderemommabean · 11 months
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Playing Skyrim again and damn Alduin can get it with that voice! Listening to all of his voice clips, used and unused, and when he acknowledges and praises you. I get the feeling that "my teeth to your neck dovahkin" for a yandere Alduin doesn't mean he wants to kill you lol.
"My teeth in your neck and my seed in your womb" is more along the lines of what he'd say. You're telling me he isn't down bad for someone able to kill him? Please.
"Such a strong warrior, wasted. Betrayed and belittled at every turn. The arrogance of your kind never ceases". You'll be trapped and curled in his tail, looking up to see the true eyes of evil as he stares at you almost amused.
Try as you might, fighting is futile, this beast is going to do with you as he pleases. You're the fearsome Dragonborn, surely you can survive whatever he dished out right?
Until you land in his nest in what seems to be another world entirely, and realize he didn't exactly plan on killing you.
-Mommabean
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0-animelover-0 · 10 months
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Relaxing with their S/O
No pronouns or physical sex aren't mentioned. It is not proofread so I'm sorry for mistakes.
Summary: After days of exhaustion, she/he decided to relax with you, their lover and only special person.
Aela the Huntress
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She shrugged off her armored shoulderpads and her bracers. She rolled her shoulders and a soft smile crept onto her face as she saw you relaxing on her bed. She watched as you drew in/read your book.
She sighed and sat on the end of the bed, taking off her boots. Aela tapped your knees and you put your book aside before slightly parting your legs enough for her to crawl between them and lay down.
You couldn’t help but smile as her head rested on your stomach. You stroked her head gently and she sighed deeply with her eyes closed.
You chuckled softly. “Tired?”
Aela nodded and looked up at you. “That ice brain and his brother are driving me nuts.”
A laugh escaped your lips and you caressed her cheek. “Aw, my poor baby.”
Aela rolled her eyes but made no movement of protest. She put her hands around your waist and mumbled into your clothing. "Just continue doing that with your hand. Feels nice."
Cicero
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He came to your master chambers after another kill that you, being the leader of the dark brotherhood, ordered him to do. You could hear his whistles and hums from down the hall before he even entered the room.
A smile broke out onto his face and he happily walked to your bed. "Oh my, Listener! Cicero is happy to see you after a long day. Yes yes!" He didn't waste any time and sat with you on the big bed.
He spread his lanky arms around your waist and his legs tangled with yours. He buried his pale face into your stomach. "My Listener, you are comfier than any pillow."
You took off his jester hat and set it aside. Your fingers ran through his long red locks and he nuzzled more into you. "Tell me about your day, Cicero."
His brown eyes lit up and he rested his chin on your tummy. "Well-" Then he went on and on about how his killings and what other events he done.
Serana
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The sun was hanging low in the horizon as you and Serana were heading back from a task you had to complete. She stayed with you as your follower even after your multiple protests against it. It's not that you didn't enjoy her company, it's that you were afraid of her getting hurt. She sat down on the green earth and stretched her limbs. "What are you thinking about?"
Her question caught you off guard since it kinda came out of the blue. Were you really spacing out that much? "Nothing that is concerning."
She smiled and pat the spot beside her. "Come, sit." With a nod you went to her. After you sat with her, she leaned back against a large rock and pat her lap. "Lay your head here. You deserve a nap."
"But-"
Serana shook her head and encouraged you to come closer by grabbing your arm. "I will not take a 'no' for an answer." You sighed and layed your head on her thighs, your back on the grass. She chuckled softly and started playing with your hair. She soon noticed your droopy eyes and spoke up. "That's it, rest."
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scorchedcandy · 2 months
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Samael wiping the rust off those Imperial etiquette rules he learned from his time as a palace guard lol
Beating art block back with a broom for oc kiss week with @gwilin-stay-winnin’s oc, Fari! I hope u enjoy
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thatone-churro · 8 months
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harkon kicks me out of his castle for not becoming a vampire and then walks outside later to see that i’ve just been fishing at his dock for the past hour
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alexanderdragonborn · 6 months
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Xelzaz: I have to ask...whats your favorite race to eat? If you haven't eaten anyone feel free to ignore that.
Aria: Well...I don't have a-
Lucien: Auri keeps kicking her lips when shes looking at me and not in a sexy way.
Aria:.....I can see why
Lucien: WHAT?!
Aria: Kidding...kidding..*walks away*
Lucien: Umm....should I be terrified now?
Xelzaz: Probably.
Auri: Now thats just mean
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kirtini · 4 months
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I'm in the middle of a Skyrim playthrough where I've been doing kind-of-rp as a high elf Thalmor agent who was sent undercover to join the rebellion in Skyrim and ensure they win, dividing Skyrim and the Empire into two smaller factions that will be easier (and less costly) to conquer separately. The last thing that General Tullius has to say before you kill him - that I wasn't expecting bc I've only done the Civil War once as Imperial, and was so incredibly satisfying in this roleplay scenario - is that "this was exactly what they wanted" in reference to the Aldmeri Dominion nudging this rebellion into being and fueling the fire to weaken the Empire. I can't help but imagine my girly being unable to hold back a little smirk and Tullius seeing it right as she kills him but Ulfric totally misinterpreting it! And approving of her bloodlust for the Empire!! Amazing showstopping incredible!!! 10/10 do recommend playing the Civil War as a Thalmor spy teehee
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whitegoldtower · 2 months
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Stupid Crack Scenario:
There’s a knock at the door, and Llevana, who’s suspicious that she and Enthir have just walked in on something they weren’t supposed to, is a little stressed.
Llevana: What now… *opens the door*
Winterhold Guard: Hello! We’ve just been going dorm to dorm, supposedly there’s been a burglary.
Enthir: *internal silent panic*
Severin: *has the bedcovers pulled up to his neck, can’t move* A buggery?
Llevana: Dad-
Ancano, from the bathroom: What? Who’s there? What’s happening?
Winterhold guard: A burglary… ?
Severin: A buggery, aparrently.
Llevana: Dad!
Enthir: *panic gone, he’s horrifically amused* Brilliant.
Ancano: *coming out of the bathroom in a silky black and gold robe, trying not to make himself look suspicious* A buggery? Well, how awful. I do hope you catch the culprits.
Winterhold Guard: No, there’s been a misunderstanding-
Ancano: /Nasty business/.
Severin: /Dirty buggers/.
Llevana, looking helplessly at Enthir: …
Winterhold guard: Right… well, just letting you know we’re in the area. Patrolling.
Enthir: Great. I… I think we’d better get going, Llevy.
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dovahkinniez · 6 months
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` 𖤓 . . . LUCIEN FLAVIUS.
HEY HEY. This did originally come from a request, which I accidentally deleted ... Like an idiot. BUT HERE IT IS. Anyway, this is a different layout, only slightly. And I'm trying to find spaces to enjoy writing again as I've been burnt out for a while due to work. If there are any mistakes, tell me or simply turn a blind eye. 🖤
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Lucien is a respectful man, and he almost (dramatically) passed out from stress when they said there was only one room available.
What made it worse? You were to sleep there for two nights, and it wasn't like you could find elsewhere to sleep, you were both in the middle of the cold and harsh winters of Skyrim.
If he weren't pale from the cold before, he definitely was after hearing about the ever so unfortunate circumstances.
But you were so ... Calm?
Any normal person would find comfort in that, but it actually scared Lucien even more.
Because ... Why are you so okay with it?! Can't you see the life altering situation at hand here?!
But as you took off to your room, he followed behind with his eyes tired and mind worrying for the next two nights ahead.
'I will sleep on the floor.' — you laughed at his words as you flopped onto the gigantic bed, fit for three people. He watched, twiddling his thumbs awkwardly.
Lucien slowly sat on the end of the bed, clearly tired and cold, but alert from the feeling of sudden intrusion as you lay onto your side of the bed, "It's not that bad, Luci. We are friends, not strangers." You shrugged, unbothered. He was still slightly baffled by your lack of shock and issue with this, but you simply saw it as a difference in culture and upbringing. He grew up pampered with big beds to himself, and everything was handed on a silver platter at his beck and call. You doubted he'd ever slept beside anybody before, never mind a friend, and you knew he wasn't exactly experienced in the art of sex and romance.
The first night was ... Awkward.
— the first night.
After some time, he built a pillow wall between the two of you. Which, by the way, made you laugh. His dramatic actions caused only humour in you, so much that it warmed your cold body up from the long and harsh journey throughout the day. So instead of bringing him back down to Earth, you allowed him to fuss over nonsense for the pure entertainment value. You already knew that Lucien had a wicked dramatic streak, but the pillow incident really set it in stone.
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— the second night.
The next hours to come consisted of laying in the dark with Lucien, eyes on the black ceiling with only little thought as you heard Lucien's breathing, which indicated he was still wide awake. "Can't sleep?" You asked after moments of silence, he moved his body, clearly uncomfortable. "No ... I am sorry if I have intruded." You giggled, then you heard him sigh softly. "It's not awkward, Lucien. You're making it awkward." He sighed once more before what sounded like was turning his body on the other side. "Very well. Goodnight, Y/N." "Goodnight, Lucien."
The day went smoothly and Lucien's unneeded awkwardness has finally dissolved. By the second night, he was fine. Taking the pillow wall down, he lay in bed, shivering from the cold outside. "I told you not to wash in the lake." You grumbled, feeling the cold radiate from his skin under the sheets where you silently wished he had kept the pillows up. But instead you moved closer, taking his cold body beside yours with tangled limbs, your skin grew prickly with temperature shock as he froze, not from the cold, but from the sudden touch. "Breathe, Lucien. I'm trying to heat you up." He only nodded, reluctantly wrapping his arms around yours, his face pushed into your neck with deep breaths as you rubbed his back and entangled your limbs with his.
After sometime, his body calmed into a peaceful warmth between the two of you. His hands gently stroked the exposed skin of your back as yours played with the tangled golden hair atop his head, forehead touching with silent affection. He had never experienced anything like it before, and he doubted he would ever again; he questioned himself if you had ever felt like this before ... Somehow, the possibility caused a nasty feeling in his chest ... Was it jealousy?
All in all, it created a positive memory.
Lucien also realised that night that he may harbour some unknown feelings for you.
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koiastro · 1 year
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Please for the love of god,,, can I request anything Nebarra x reader I love my boi so much and it hurts how little fan content there is of him. I've already devoured everything I can find
i wanna stuff this man in a toaster he's so annoying- (but i love him too much 😭✋️)
The LDB and Nebarra! (w/ some general hc's :))
• Hooo boy, did it take a while for Nebarra to trust you as a companion. Of course at the start of your relationship, he was suspicious of you. Although Nebarra had offered his protection in exchange for saving his ass back in Falkreath, he was still an outsider and you, well, you were still a stranger.
• After vehemently explaining to him for weeks that no, you weren't going to catch the mer off guard and stab him in his sleep, he slowely started to warm up to you (just slightly)
• Hates going into the major cities. Nebs not very fond of crowded places so expect this man to get agitated and irritable everytime you two have to restock on supplies. When night falls, ya'll will usually end up sleeping in small inn's or camping out in the wilds.
• Up and left you right after he found out you were the LDB. I mean, the literal blood of Akatosh and the faceless high elf himself traveling across Skyrim? Yeah, no, he came to this winter wasteland to avoid trouble, not adventure with one. Came (crawled) back to you a few days later lookin like he just ventured out to Aetherius, asking (begging) you to take him back.
• will never get used to the whole absorbing dragon souls thing-
• Every tomb, Nordic ruin, bandit camp, etc. that you guys raided, all the coin and valuables are shared between you two. "Your dragon priest staff? No, OUR dragon priest staff"
• If you ask nicely, he'll teach you how to read and write in High Elvish language.
• After a particularly long and arduous day of bashing skulls in, Neb will unwind for the night with a nice bottle or two (or five) of spiced wine :) yeah youre gonna have to babysit his ass until sun comes
• Neb was super paranoid months after you had defeated Miraak. Poor man would wake you in the middle of the night sputtering about his night terrors of the first Dragonborn, you'd probably have to coddle him back to sleep. That being said, if he doesn't get a full nights rest, expect to travel with a very irritated, whining altmer for the day.
• If you have kids, Neb is that one wine aunt that gives them questionable life advice. I can just imagine the LDB playing with their children and out of the blue they start telling you how cool sellswords are and how they'd wanna grow up to be mercenaries. Oh Mundus did you give that man a stern scolding later on...
(not me having to replay elderscrolls 5 with neb as a follower 😭 he's insufferable, I wanna write some angst hc's of him-)
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yanderemommabean · 1 year
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Momma I am thirsting for an oc. The main thing is; I'm thirsting for a giant dragon who's head is as big as my body and just.. *inhale* MOMMA IMAGINE BEING PINNED DOWN AND EATEN OUT BY A DRAGON WITH A HEAD AS BIG AS YOU AND A TONGUE JUST A LARGE AND I'M AAHH
Makes me think of Alduin. I don't know why, it might be my recent re-fixation on the game, but I picture the world eater just teasing you while lapping away, drawing shapes, plunging into your hole over and over as he growls in pleasure at your taste.
He'd chuckle deeply at your adorable, even humiliated whines, stretching your walls as his large wet muscle slides and slithers inside of you, your legs weakly clamping around his face while he easily devours your most delectable parts.
The strong, powerful dragon born, reduced to nothing but a whimpering, sweat covered blubbering mess as the World Eater enjoys his sweetest prize.
-Mommabean
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0-animelover-0 · 1 year
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When you hug her/him
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A/N: My first marriages in the game was Scout-many-marshes and Ghnorbash the Iron Hand so I had to add them :)
Aela the Huntress
You were feeling lonely just talking to the other Companions. So, you went to Aela and engulfed her in your arms. You could feel the thrum of her heart against her chest and it almost immediately calmed you. Aela froze in her spot and stopped eating the loaf that was in her hand. She was not expecting the sudden hug but she certainly was not complaining. She wrapped her arms around you and smiled at you. "My dear, if you wanted a hug all you had to do was ask."
Ghorza gra-Bagol
Ghorza was rambling on about how her lousy assistant was too stupid to understand how to work the forge. You sighed and placed your cheek on your palm. Ghorza usually complains about such things but you didn't feel like listening to her continuous complaints. You pulled her closer by her waist and wrapped your arms around her. She froze for a second before hugging you back. "Geez, at least let me finish speaking first."
Grelka
Grelka stood at her stand in Riften as per usual. You could hear her talking to customers in her usual sassy tone. You walked to her stand and leaned against the side of it. "How's business?"
"What do you think?" She replied.
You chuckled and placed your hand on her hip as you pulled her closer. Grelka placed both her arms around your torso. "Wha-you want a hug? Now?" You nodded your head and placed it on her shoulder. She sighed and held you for a second before pushing you away so she could go back to selling. "Now go back to what you were doing before. I'll see you at home."
Shahvee
You walked to the docks with a basket of flowers you brought from home. Your boots clicked against the stone stairs as you walked down them. Shahvee could hear someone walking to her so she slightly turned her head to look. After seeing your friendly face she smiled. "Hello love, need anything?"
You held up the basket to show her its contents and her face lit up. "I thought these might brighten your day."
Shahvee stood up and took it from you, smelling the pretty flowers. "Thank you..." You hugged her tightly, making sure to not get in the way of the basket. She set it down and happily wrapped her arms around you.
Balimund
The blacksmith of Riften worked over his forge as usual. The sweat and dirt covered his face as he wiped his forehead. Appearing behind him, you wrapped your arms around his broad body. Balimund tensed but when he noticed it was you his muscles relaxed. "Don't creep up on me, darlin." He said, turning his head to look at you.
You laughed and kissed his cheek. "Sorry, I couldn't resist."
He shook his head and took your hands off him before turning around to hug you back. He kissed your temple then your cheek. "Well next time refrain from sneeking and just ask for one."
Derkeethus
It was weeks after you saved him and recently starting seeing each other. You decided to show up at Darkwater Passing to surprise him. You saw Sondas but no Derkeethus. You approached him and smiled politely. "Have you seen Derk?"
The dark elf looked up at you from the ground and nodded, pointing to the entrance to the mine. "Of course. He's in there."
You thanked him and went down to the mine. The first noises you heard was the clanking of pickaxe's hitting the walls. You saw his beautiful green scales and went to him as his back was turned. "Boo!"
Your sudden actions caused Derkeethus to jump. "Divines above! Don't scare me like that Y/n."
You laughed and hugged him as an apology. "I'm sorry, my love."
He rolled his eyes and hugged you back. "No you are not."
You shrugged. "You're right~"
Farkas
The hulking man stood outside, leaning against a pillar. You set your goblet of wine down on a outdoor table and went to him. He noticed you coming closer and he smiled at you. "Oh, is no jobs available for you?" He asked as he placed both of his hands on your waist.
You shook your head and leaned it against his chest. "Just wanted to see you. Is that a problem?~"
Farkas chuckled in his deep voice and kissed your head. "No no, this is just fine."
Vilkas
The scowling werewolf stood outside by the wooden dummies, his sword in his hands. He didn't see you till you cleared your throat to get his attention.
He huffed and turned around to face you. "Yes, love?"
"Come here." You ordered him, your arms opened invitingly
Vilkas raised an eyebrow and slightly smirked. "Liking your role as Harbinger I see?"
You glared at him and put your arms down, rolling your eyes. "Oh nevermind!"
Before you could walk away, Vilkas grabbed your waist. "Ah ah, I didn't say I didn't want a hug from you." He held onto you as he put his chin on the top of your head.
Scout-many-marshes
You could see Scout carrying chopped wood at the docks. You walked to the Argonian and his eyes softened as a loving smile spread across his face. "Hello dearest, how are you this evening?"
"I'm doing just fine. I can help you if you want." You said, motioning to the pile in his arms.
"Oh no I can handle it, love." He responded.
You frowned at him and took some of the wood from him. "No, I'm helping. Even if you like it or not. Now let's get this done before dark." Scout smiled and nodded.
After you too got done, you hugged him and kissed his scaly jaw. "Now sleep well, sweetheart." He nodded with a sweet smile and grazed his clawed hand over the spot you kissed. He definitely will sleep good tonight.
Ghnorbash the Iron Hand
You arrived at the orc stronghold he lived in, Dushnikh Yal. Pushing open the large logged doors, you saw Ghnorbash slicing his weapon in the air and hitting the wooden dummy in front of him. "Ghnorbash!" Your orc warrior looked at the entrance and a small smile graced his lips. He unsheethed his sword and watched as you came closer. If he wasn't strong and sturdy, he would have been knocked down by how fast you jumped on him.
"Excited are we, my love?" He asked jokingly.
You smiled and kept your arms around him. "Mhm."
Ghnorbash picked you up and laughed at the surprise noise you made. "Yes, I can tell." He held you in a tight grip, but not enough to hurt or bruise. His tusked teeth grazed your face as he kissed right below your ear.
Brynjolf
Your mood was down so you went to the man who you loved. This cocky bastard grinned in amusement as he felt your hands cling to the clothing he was wearing. "Feeling lonely lass?" You nodded and he took your hand, intertwining your fingers with his. "Well we can't have that." He gently picked you up and ignored the looks from the other thieves guild members. You wrapped your arms around his neck and rested your head on his chest.
He carried you to the shared bedroom that you guys had built in for when you would need to stay in the Thieves Guild hideout for any reason. He layed you down on the bed then slid in with you, pulling you close to his body. "I'll lay here with you 'til I'm needed."
Cicero
The murderous jester chuckled his little weird laugh and hugged you back with a big grin. "Is my Y/n needing love?" No matter your response, he held you tighter and closer, enjoying your warmth. "Cicero will hug away your worries, oh yes!"
You just sighed and let him be happy as he continued holding you close. You eventually had to leave for a job so he groaned but knew you had to do your work so he let you go. He kissed your nose and told you to get him if needed, placing his hand on his ebony dagger.
Lord Harkon
The large doors opened as you walked into the Castle. Everyone knew you by now. The person who stole the vampire Lord's heart. Eyes fell on you as you walked down the stairs that led to the main room. "Ah, my dear! You've came just in time."
You raised an eyebrow curious. "Time for...?"
Harkon sipped the thick red liquid from his golden goblet. "Dinner, my dear."
You went to him and lifted his chin. "Stand." Harkon narrowed his eyes but obliged and stood up. You smiled and pulled him into a hug. The room was silent as you did it. Harkon found your way of hugging him weird but he couldn't deny that it felt somewhat nice.
A couple snickers could be heard in the background. "Go back to whatever you were doing!" He yelled towards his fellow vampires as he escorted you out.
Serana
You both sat under a big tree during the night. The stars and moon illuminated the leaves overhead. Serana ran her long nails through your hair, stopping to massage your scalp every couple minutes. You wrapped your arms around her waist and leaned into her more. Serana softly chuckled and smiled at you with her glowing eyes. "Comfortable?"
"Very. Thank you..." You said and kissed her pale neck.
"Hey now, that's my job." She said as she kissed your cheek.
You tilted your head with a teasing smile. "Oh really? Who says?"
"Me." Serana said, playfully pushing your head away from her neck.
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"Relax -- this will hurt, and tensing up will make it worse."
"Yeah. I knew that, but thank -- argh!"
"There we go. Now hold still -- I know some Restoration spells that should patch you up."
"Wait -- don't, not yet. There's no time. Listen..."
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