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@clavicus--vile
Mood board for a bloodthirsty demon faun for Anon
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Statua di ercole e il centauro nesso (by Massimo Cuomo)
Fria blinked a few times, uncertain whether she was seeing what she thought. The image of the daedrothâs face â and the rest of the daedroth, too, if she focused â was still there. That was enough proof for her. There was only one person Fria trusted absolutely on Nirn, and that was herself.
âYes, my Lord. I didnât dare think that you would ever do such a thing.â
It was lying at her side where she knelt, looking like an innocent walking staff, and she ran her fingers across it reverently. No use trying to hide anything here. She looked up and smiled as she said,
âIâm still waiting for the catch.â
Though he was glad to see his gift had been put to good use, the likeness of Clavicus looked affronted by her suggestion.
âThe catch? Why should there even be one? You offered yourself to me quite willingly, and isnât that pretty much my endgoal? I can be patient. I can wait for you to pop your clogs of natural causes.â
âBesides, Iâve found that pissed off souls get really annoying once they have an eternity to keep on bitching.â
YOU'RE BAAAACK~ Let me just say we've all (at least I have) missed you!! - From an old roleplayer in this fandom (that have on one occasion rp'ed with you) that has a new blog (that isn't finished yet) so that's why I'm on anon uvu
{{AAAAAAH thank you so much!!! Iâm very touched! Thereâs soooo many people Iâve missed here, I just couldnât leave Clav forever (though I donât know who exactly is active or on hiatus now). I look forward to playing with you again if you want to hit me up when youâre done with your new blog, my darling!}}
Medawinâs wide grin was buried in his chest while she was being swung, but it was there alright. She sucked it in when she looked up at his face, and puffed her chest.
âIâll have you know, Iâve been perfectly capable of living without you!â she declared, while doing exactly nothing to let go of him. âI might have missed you just a bit now and then!â
She held her chin high and put on a nonchalant smirk. Surely playing hard to get would be the right tactics to get him! That was the last one she could think of, anyway, so it better work.
âIâm sure I havenât missed you any more than you have missed me!â
âIs that right?â Clav said with a grin most sly and mischievous. He knew all too well this little act! Even if it was as adorable as ever how hard she tried, heâd still much rather see her squirm and melt into a little ginger puddle.
A clawed fingertip ran softly up the underside of the Bosmerâs chin, directing her to face him a little more intimately, and he whispered:
âI think youâre a l y i n g l i t t l e s h i t . . !â
Then he kissed her on the lips, softly desite his sharp fangs.
I'm the kind of Mun who doesn't mind multiple threads with the same person.
Fight in one? Fluff in the other? You got it. Fight in both threads? One physical, one verbal? Why not?!
He tilted his head. âCold? Iâm feeling just fine!â he said, thoughh is mouth didnât openâŠ
âWell your cock looks tiny. Thatâs what Iâm saying, luv. Itâs cold so itâs gone all scared, like a little worm.â
Clav! For real!
With a little ecstatic shriek, she leaped to his side and clung subtly to his toga.
âI am! I am! Wait, it is me, right?â Just to make sure, she looked around to be absolutely positive there werenât any other pigtails-wearing entities around.
With a grin Clav wrapped his arms around the Bosmer in a bony embrace and rocked them from side to side excitedly.
âOf course itâs you, you stupid tit! Did you miss your Clav, hmm?â
âno he was looking for you and i want you to take him. iâm a cat person anyways.â
âFffff will you shut it?! I donât want the mangy thing back! He pissed all over my bed again!â
âIf you want him out of your hair, youâll have to do something for me first.â
He was frozen.
This was⊠weird. Very weird.
Half the words that the short, underdressed little man were saying made very little sense. Even his name sounded like some kind of rare and ancient disease.
âS-so your name is⊠Clav-i-cus⊠andâa youâre from somewhere called⊠Ob-oblivion?â
A deity, though⊠holy shit.
âYes, sunshine--are you really that shocked by it?â He tapped his thin, sandalled foot impatiently. This human seemed like a moron--if he actually was human. That face made it questionable, to be honest. But either way, there was definite opportunity to be had! Heâd never been summoned from so far away before, and admittedly it was rather exciting.
âSo since you obviously donât know shit, Iâll explain. You know my name now--well done--and yes, Iâm from Oblivion. Itâs where an immortal race called the Daedra live, and Iâm one of their Princes. Thereâs over a dozen of us, we all do different stuff, but Iâm in charge of power and wishes. You following me so far?â
*summon* *summon* *summon* Wake up! I have urgent wishes to make regarding the health of my goat! Ugh, you just don't get the daedra you used to.
âHaaaaa I slept right through that! Just as well I did, too, or youâd be decidedly nipple-free right now!â
âNot at all, my lord! Iâm sure youâre awfully busy.â Fria folds her hands in her lap, still knelt in front of the shrine. âIs there any way I might be of service to you?â
âIâm touched enough by your thoughtful presence here, flower,â he said with a toothy grin, the daedroth a spectral avatar that seemed to be semi-emerging from the shrineâs statue at this point. âTell me, howâs that staff treating you? It was a staff, wasnât it?â
âi believe this belongs to you? your dog wont stop talking and coming over to bother me. take him back.â
âAwww--heâs just lonely, poppet! Because he keeps running off like a bloody numpty.â
âBesides, he tends to spot folks who need help or something... so there must be something you want.â