Dovahkiin

Elder Scrolls Skyrim Roleplay Blog Female OC/ Dovahkiin Multi Verse / Ship Friendly Hate Free Zone.

[dxhvakiin]

Hey everyone, I’m currently moving Freya over here 

https://withinsxuls.tumblr.com/

it’ll be a bit before I get her info up and going so please bear with me.

-Emi

[dxhvakiin]

so it’s been a while since I’ve given this blog any attention and although I love Freya to death I’ve decided to go ahead and move her to a multi muse account and archive this blog. To those who wish to roleplay with her still, feel free to like this post or roll into my DM’s for the URL. I’m still tranistioning other muses over to there so I’ll be logging into this blog for the next week or so.

[itspapillonnoir-deactivated2023]

[dxhvakiin]

dionsblood‌:

     He nodded, the jovial light in his eyes replaced with something sterner even as he retained the smile to send his entourage off on various tasks, oblivious. Then he led Freya into the castle and up its many stairways to his tower room, which was as private as one could get with Hephaestion outside the door. There were already drinks there - they could get straight to business without waiting for a servant to bring any. As they entered, and the door was shut behind them, Lex gestured Freya to the chairs by the low-burning fireplace and went to the table with the cups and jug.

 “Let’s hear it, then,” he tossed his cloak onto the bed and made the drinks “Whatever it is cannot be as bad as another of my mother’s letters.”

     The chairs near the fireplace were so cozy and comforting. How long had it been since she actually sat down and rested like this? A few months. Aela always made sure Freya rested whenever she ended up in Whiterun, but lately she hadn’t been entering any cities. She had just been too busy getting to the bottom of why the dragons were returning and how. She found out a lot since she last saw Lex.

   “Depends on what your definition of worse is.” she answered.

 “Lex... remember when I said that someone told me the dragons weren’t just coming back, but they were being resurrected? Well... This dragon bringing them back, it’s an ancient dragon and it isn’t just any...” She bite her lower lip. “Alduin, the World eater. He somehow came back or something and now... Now it’s the end of the World he’s after.”

“I was told by the leader of the Greybeards that we could learn exactly how to defeat him with something called an Elder scroll. The thing is, I’m not exactly sure where to start looking.” The stress in her voice only increased. The fate of the World was resting on her shoulders now and every second she wasn’t trying to help others the more horrible she felt. It felt almost as if she were about to suffocate.

[dxhvakiin]

dionsblood‌:

     He turned almost sharply, but realising it was her, the shadow passed quickly from his face. Those around him were dismissed; their business was concluded for the moment anyway. “Freya,” he embraced her warmly, smiling, all sun and serenity again “I never tire of yours - the whole hundred of them.” he pulled back to look at her, keen eyes searching - and clearly satisfied with what he did or did not find in her face “There’s wine inside if you’re tired. When did you arrive? I hope you aren’t sleeping at the inn again, people will think me a poor host!”

       She almost let out a soft chuckle with how sharply her turned around to face her. She wondered if he thought it was someone either talking about him or teasing him, though she guessed she was still somewhat teasing him. Her green eyes caught his different colored ones. Before she could get a word in, those around them were dismissed and a warm embrace suddenly welcomed her.

   Freya used to stiffen up or flat out reject such actions, even from Lex. Time changed people, for now, she welcomed it. With her life and how chaotic it had been, a warm gesture and embrace was much needed.

  “Hundred? Are we keeping count of how many stories I have now?” She asked. The offer of wine and rest sounded amazing at that moment. “Nah, I learned my lesson the last few times I tried to stay at the Inn while here, and I got here maybe within the last half an hour. Had to stop at the blacksmiths shop to get some new arrows, I ran out pretty quickly this time around.” 

 “Lex... do you mind if we speak... somewhere much more private. There are some things I found out and I think you should know about what’s going on with the Dragons. It’s very important and honestly, it’s something not everyone should hear.”

[dxhvakiin]

Starter Call!!!

Cause I need to get writing again and I’m too lazy to write long replies.

If you are a mutli-muse account, let me know which muse or I’ll randomly pick.

[zelos-wilders]

[vhsmeme]

* soft angst starters

‘ stay with me tonight? ’

‘ don’t talk. save your strength. ’

‘ hey, i’ve got you. it’s okay. ’

‘ i’ll be right here. don’t worry. ’

‘ i think we’re done. ’

‘ hold my hand. ’

‘ it’s all been a lie, hasn’t it? ’

‘ we’re out of time. ’

‘ you’ll always be a friend. ’

‘ just hold me. ’

‘ i have to leave you behind. i’m sorry. ’

‘ don’t do that. it’ll only hurt. ’

‘ go on, cry. ’

‘ keep your eyes open. ’

‘ can i hug you? ’

‘ i trusted you. ’

‘ do you remember? ’

‘ i loved you. ’ 

[dxhvakiin]

@dionsblood || Starter for Alexandros 

The time Freya spent in Solitude, no matter how small of a visit was always filled with many memories. Memories of a simple past with her family, as well as new ones she made just hours prior. Still, nothing ever seemed boring here. Maybe that was why she always made a point to stop by the big city every time she was in the area. Though she found herself suddenly here more often since meeting one person in particular. Maybe it was the way he treated her like a normal person but at the same time knew she could take care of herself. It was nice...

Making her way to Castle Dour, the only thing she had in mind today was to see him. Scanning the area, her green eyes made contact with who she was looking for. Prince Alexandros Mede. Letting a playful grin cross her face she made her way over to him while he seemed occupied.

Crossing her arms as she stood behind him she smiled, “I heard there was a Prince around here who loved hearing stories.”

[dxhvakiin]

𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 : Freya Winters ▌𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 : Single ▌𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 : Archery, Swordsmanship, Stealth, Agility, Small knowledge of Magic. ▌𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑 : Green ▌𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑 : Orange (Oftean described as looking like fire) ▌𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐒 : Njal Winters (Father/Deceased/Former Companion), Revna Winters (Mother/Deceased/Former Thieves Guild Member) ▌𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐒 : Meeko (Dog), Loki (Horse/Purchased from Riften) ▌𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 : Restriction, Most Nobles, The War, Being Underestimated  ▌𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒 / 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 : Archery, Ready, Smiting, Traveling, Exploring ▌𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 : Yes ▌𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 : Hell Yes ▌𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 : Dragon ▌𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐒 : Biting her nails when thinking, Going days with sleep. ▌𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐒 :  Her Parents, Kodlak, ▌𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : Pansexual with a preference for cuddling  ▌𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 / 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐒 : Never put much thought into it. She wouldn’t be against it but it isn’t something she go looking for at the moment. ▌𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 : Being confinded in Riften once more. Never knowing who killed her parents and why. Failing. ▌𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 : Neutral, Earthy Tones. Looks beautiful in White, Liliac, Navy, but won’t admit it. ▌𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 : Everyone in the Companions. Her family and all the friends she’s made so far. ▌𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒 : Open to new friendships. Is actually quite shy ▌𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐈𝐄 : Amazingly Delicious  ▌𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊 : Can’t narrow it down to just one. ▌𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐓 : Whiterun, Riverwood, and recently Solitude ▌𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐌 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐀𝐍 : Both ▌𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄 : Loving, compassionate, willing to not give up on her even when she is at her lowest point. Strong, Caring. Independent.  ▌𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐒 : Both

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘  Stolen From: @dionsblood 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 : Y’all steal it from me!

[myrcella]

If you had had a child, Elisabet, what would you have wished for him or her?

[dxhvakiin]

A N G S T   M E M E

been cheated on  |  been bullied  |  told a horrible lie  |  stolen something of value  |  overdosed on drugs  |  been drunk  |  passed out  |  cheated  |  bullied  |  punched someone in the face  |  been beaten up  |  broken a bone  |  been admitted to a hospital | had a near-death experience  |  been drugged   |  done drugs  |  smoked  |  kissed someone you weren’t attracted to  |  bled severely  |  killed someone  |  had an attempt on your life  |  lost someone |  loved someone |  gone without food for over three days |  gone without sleep for over three days |  been tortured  |  been slapped by a parent or higher up  |  been abused by someone who should have loved you  |  had a panic attack  |  been in a car accident  |  had sex  |  had sex with a stranger  |  passed out from pain |  cried yourself to sleep  |  spent a whole day in bed  |  hurt yourself  | taken your anger out on yourself |  taken your anger out on someone you love  |  been used  | felt used  | been terrified  |  played a cruel game on someone  |  been dominant  |  been submissive  |  been forced to smile  |  been misgendered  | felt too many things at once  |  laughed when you felt like crying

tagged by: Some strange person @dionsblood

tagging: Go ahead and still it yo

[dxhvakiin]

Not to be NSFW, but hold my hand

[vhsmeme]

* soft angst starters

‘ stay with me tonight? ’

‘ don’t talk. save your strength. ’

‘ hey, i’ve got you. it’s okay. ’

‘ i’ll be right here. don’t worry. ’

‘ i think we’re done. ’

‘ hold my hand. ’

‘ it’s all been a lie, hasn’t it? ’

‘ we’re out of time. ’

‘ you’ll always be a friend. ’

‘ just hold me. ’

‘ i have to leave you behind. i’m sorry. ’

‘ don’t do that. it’ll only hurt. ’

‘ go on, cry. ’

‘ keep your eyes open. ’

‘ can i hug you? ’

‘ i trusted you. ’

‘ do you remember? ’

‘ i loved you. ’ 

[dionsblood]

❃ (Sending another one to Lex cause, why the hell not)

SEND ONE FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION TO YOUR MUSE — dancing with them

      “You do it well,” he says as they waltz slowly across the marble floor. He can see the tip of Freya’s tongue poking out between her lips, beneath eyes deep with concentration; it makes him smile. He could almost forget his mother on the throne at the far end of the room, drilling into them with that stare of hers, calling an occasional critique. The poor girls on the instruments are staring doggedly at the floor, or their playing hands - terrified, no doubt, of making a mistake in her presence. He himself is well practised in ignoring her stares, and he hopes that he’s keeping Freya’s mind from it as he speeds up slightly, pulling her into a spin. The floating silk of her dress tries to tangle his legs - that he’s familiar with, but it catches him slightly off guard to feel the firm, lean muscle of her back beneath his hand. He has danced with most of his companion guard, for lessons or at events, and is used to feeling a body trained for fighting - but the only women he has ever danced with are the hetairas that are always at such events. Soft bodies meant for pleasure, at least in someone’s opinion. His father’s, probably. He rather prefers, indeed is fascinated by, the shift of the muscle as Freya moves, so easy to feel under the slight fabric of the dress. If he puts his thumb up, he can touch her shoulder blade, where she is dense and strong with an archer’s build. He thinks this is beautiful; a body that can achieve, and strive, and surmount great obstacles - in his mind, the greatest feats are still physical. He is only young, after all.

He holds her firmly; hands high; a neat, polite space between them; and his mother’s despair, palpable in the air, that she will ever manage to get a grandchild out of him if this celibate nonsense is his idea of dancing.

[musing-achievements]

↖️Achievement: Warm Hands

🏆This Muse could never survive without the helping hands of their Friends

[amourmemes]

❥     𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖  𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍   𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒   .

inspired  by  devotedecay’s  non - sexual  acts  of  dominance  meme  ! send  in  one  of  these  for  my  muse’s  reaction  to  … (  add  ❝  reverse  ❞   if  you’d  like  to  see  how  my  muse  would  preform  the  action  !  )

[ shower ]   your muse joining mine in the shower.

[ choke ]   your muse choking mine.

[ kiss + soft ]   your muse pulling mine into a tender kiss.

[ kiss + rough ]   your muse pulling mine into a rough kiss.

[ pin ]   your muse pinning mine down.

[ wrists ]   your muse roughly grabbing mine by the wrists.

[ push ]   your muse pushing mine into bed.

[ rip + clothing ]   your muse tearing a piece of clothing off my muse.

[ spank ]   your muse spanking mine.

[ pull ]   your muse pulling my muses hair.

[ talk ]   your muse talking dirty to mine.

[ eyes ]   your muse making mine look them in the eyes during.

[ down ]   your muse pulling mine down by their collar / clothes.

[ knees ]   your muse telling mine to get on their knees.

[ hips ]   your muse pulling mine in close by the hips.

[ denial ]   your muse putting mine through orgasm denial.

[ many ]   your muse making mine orgasm over and over.

[ tied ]   your muse tying my muse down.

[ lazy ]   your muse lazily beginning to touch mine.

[ love ]   your muse telling mine they love them during.

[ dominance ]   your muse taking the lead and dominating mine.

[ submission ]   your muse letting mine take the lead and submitting to them.

[ humiliation ]   your muse humiliating mine, re: name-calling and verbal abuse.

[ pain ]   your muse hurting mine in bed, whether intentionally or not.

[ knife ]   your muse using a knife in bed, whether for threat or actually cutting mine.

[ hidden ]   your muse having sex with mine somewhere semi-public.

[ public ]   your muse having sex with mine in public, whee other people watch.

[ adore ]   your muse being near reverent with mine in bed.

[ dress ]   your muse having mine dress up in lingerie.

[ eat ]   your muse eating mine out.

[ sleep ]   your muse touching / beginning to have sex with mine while they’re asleep.

[ gag ]   your muse gagging mine, or or making them be quiet.

[ blindfold ]   your muse blindfolding mine.

[ praise ]   your muse praising mine in bed.

[ good ]   your muse calling mine a good boy / girl.

[ want ]   your muse telling mine they want them.

[ snarl ]   your muse growling and / or baring their teeth at mine during sex.

[ mark ]   your muse purposefully marking mine up with bruises, hickies, ect.

[ wall ]   your muse shoving mine up against a wall.