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Independent Hadvar rp blog.
Crossover and AU Friendly.
Faceclaim Clive Stande. Non-Icon friendly.
Open to just about everything.
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

shark vs the universe

bliss lane

Love Begins
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Noah Kahan
Claire Keane
taylor price
Xuebing Du

titsay

#extradirty
RMH

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Game of Thrones Daily
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
trying on a metaphor
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@runoathbreaker
❝ Wʜᴏ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ? ❞
Independent Hadvar rp blog.
Crossover and AU Friendly.
Faceclaim Clive Stande. Non-Icon friendly.
Open to just about everything.
Ask. Rules. About. Verses.
Trapt - Headstrong
psa on formatting;; i don’t give a frick frack didily dack paddy whack what sort of formatting you use when we write together, whether you’ve got fancy shit up the wazoo, or whether it’s just straight up plain. however i style my own is simply a personal choice, because i enjoy writing that certain way. never feel the need to do the same, or to tart up your own style. you’re all precious unicorns in my humble opinion, so just spread the love !! peace, bruh.
| tomorrow is my first day off! but i have a work meeting. i should get to replies soon, but im still adapting to my work and juggling my personal interests! |
|REACTION MEME| Bruised and Broken Version
"Woah, when did you get that?"
"Who did this to you?"
"How many time have I told you to be more careful?"
"You’re saying this was an accident?"
"What a shiner!"
"If you look like this, I’d hate to see the other guy."
"I’m not buying it, you don’t walk into a door and get a bruise like that!"
"Does it hurt when I touch it?"
"Let me kiss it better."
"If you don’t rest, you won’t heal."
"Another fight?"
"What happened to your face?"
"I don’t think your arm is meant to bend like that…"
"Let’s get you to bed."
"Let’s get you to the hospital."
"Why are you so calm about this?"
"You’re bleeding!"
"What are friends for, ey?"
"So, instead of helping you, they ran off the moment they saw what was happening?"
"You need to look where you’re going."
"I’m not accusing anyone, I’m just saying it looks suspicious."
"Do you want to tell me what really happened?"
"Don’t move! You’ll faint!"
"I’ve got some bandages, wait a sec."
"You’re the clumsiest person I know."
"I won’t let you be on your own, not when you’re like this."
"How could you be so careless?"
"I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!"
"H-how many of them were there?"
au ask meme prompt ideas (muse reactions)
"What now?"
"We killed him, didn’t we?"
"It’s not what it looks like!"
"Nobody is going to trust you anymore."
"You’re never going to get away with it."
"I’ve wanted to do this since the day we met."
"He’s going to find out that he’s the father at some point.."
"You’re just like him, you know."
"THEY’RE COMING!"
"You don’t look so good. Are you feeling okay?"
"Are you done?"
"What are you hiding from me?"
"Does family mean nothing to you?"
"[insert name here]!"
"That’s my child, isn’t it? Growing inside of you?"
"You s..shot me."
"None of it was real."
"Why didn’t you tell me?"
"Stop screaming! You’re going to wake up the entire town."
"Are they gone?"
"Don’t let me go."
"I’m not going to make it."
"I think I’m going crazy."
"She will never love you like I love you."
"I should have killed you when I had the chance."
"Nice lingerie, who’s it for?"
"We shouldn’t be doing this."
"How long…How long have you known?"
"He’s dead. We have to go."
"I need you."
"Whose baby is it?"
"It’s all your fault!"
"I don’t mind."
"Make me."
"Forgive me."
"It didn’t mean anything."
"OH GOD, SHE’S NOT BREATHING!"
"You’re a murderer."
"I did what I had to do."
"DON’T LIE TO ME!"
"You are mine."
"He’s never going to forgive you."
Though she directed her attention back to her eyes, thanks to the glorious thing that was peripheral vision she could still see those ears twitching out of the corner of her eyes. Which was perfect because while she didn’t want to embarrass her, they really were adorable. She wanted to see. Remi downed the rest of her mead and waited on buying a second round because her new friend was speaking.
”Well I love visiting,” she smirked. “And drinking—let me get you another. We can take turns getting each other sloshed.” A wink was all she gave before she snagged her mead mug from her and headed up to the counter once more.
Nymeria was surprised as the woman took her mug but smiled at the cute girls never ending winks. She began feeling her belly get fluttery as she thought about getting drunk with this pretty, brave girl she barely knew who’d been sweet talking her since they met. She could just be really friendly she made herself think.
She took the mead from her hand on her return “thank you, Remi” she smiled up at her and took a drink trying to think of what to talk about. “Do you live in this hold?”
Sad 'n' fluffy RP starters!
"Have you ever been to a funeral before?"
"Do you want to hold my hand?"
"You look like you need a hug."
"Please hold me."
"Don’t worry, it’s not real. It’s all a dream."
"Shhh, it’s okay now. You’re safe in my arms."
"Hold me until I forget."
"I don’t feel good. Stay with me…"
"Don’t worry, baby, I got you."
"I had that horrible dream again. Can I sleep in your bed?"
"You can’t run from your fears when you’re in my arms."
"Kisses won’t make it better, but you can try."
"I’m going to love you until you love yourself."
"You look like you need cheering up."
"I need cheering up."
"The past is in the past. The future is for us. We can’t help what’s gone."
"You woke up screaming. I figured breakfast in bed was in order."
"You’re the light of my life. Please don’t go."
| I made a page for my skyrim saves on my skyrim personal (though my two favorites don't have pictures because they were xbox chars)! I'm thinking about making KaiLynn a rp blog cause she's a baby and she's fun I think, but I dunno. Make another blog, make a side blog, change this to a multimuse.. who knows, we'll see! |
Start of a New Journey
Sven just finished a roaring rendition of Ragnar the Red and halfway through someone new had entered Riverwood Inn and for a moment his mind flashback towards the last time he saw someone new enter. It was months ago and after she helped him with his affections towards Camilla, he willingly followed her on adventure he never could forget. He had fought a dragon an actual dragon bigger than any beast he had ever seen. And that was the single most amazing thing he had ever done- not learning how to play the lute as he had first thought. But a real life dragon- something he thought was just a myth, something that happens eons ago but he had seen it with his own two eyes and returned to Riverwood to tell his mother and the town that it was true and then he fought just once more- one more here in his very own town. Embry the local drunk in the town had died and it had felt a loss on the whole community and he was back only for two weeks before he started to look else where- he traveled a bit to Whiterun for a few trades and entrainment, preforming at The Drunken Huntsman. He told his mother it was for more coin but truly he couldn’t stay in the smallest town in Skyrim anymore- he had to travel- to fight. So he went out by himself for a while but soon he returned to Riverwood and he had been back for a whole week and he was trying to get comfortable but he felt like he was ticking. He didn’t notice the people cheering him in the bar and instead he waved down Orgnar and sat close to red head, asking for a Black-Briar Mead and sipping it lightly.
Remi remembered Riverwood very good. She'd come a few times as a lass but it was small and didn't have too much to offer. A nice mill and good people, but she didn't frequent as much as she did walled cities and caravans. In fact the last time she'd been here was when she picked up a companion on her way. Sven, a man who called himself a Bard and was fighting with an elf over a girls affections. He'd tagged along, fought battles with her, traded furs with her, drank and told stories with her. It wasn't until she said her goodbyes to him as he headed back to his own town that she realized he'd been something of a real friend to her.
She could now count all her friends one two hands. That would have impressed Mother.
The next time she entered into Riverwood, she was accustomed and knew most of them by names. Not through personal connection, but through Sven's stories and memories of the town. She had stopped by his house but his Mother said he was over singing and she should give him a listen. With a chuckle, she walked the very short distance over to the inn and took a seat with a mug of mead in her hand to listen to him sing.
He wasn't a bad bard, it was rather nice. Remi wasn't sure if he'd recognized her yet, but when he finished up and walked over to her, she glanced up with a grin.
"Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes."
Nymeria was surprised as the woman took her mug but smiled at the cute girls never ending winks. She began feeling her belly get fluttery as she thought about getting drunk with this pretty, brave girl she barely knew who’d been sweet talking her since they met. She could just be really friendly she made herself think.
She took the mead from her hand on her return “thank you, Remi” she smiled up at her and took a drink trying to think of what to talk about. “Do you live in this hold?”
Returning with the mead and her coin purse a bit lighter, Remi grinned and plopped down next to her. She spilled a bit of mead, but it was from her own mug and handed the perfect one over to the perfect cutie. She was no stranger to flirting, enjoying the way it made her and her partner feel--but she was getting a rather big kick out of the way she blushed and her ears moved. Made her feel like her comments were really getting a reaction.
"Nope, I wouldn't go as far to say I live in any hold. If I had to pick the best one to call home I suppose I'd say this one. My Father was a hunter, see, and he traveled from hold to hold selling game to new people and getting different prices," she rambled on. "I guess I just copied him."
There was something about Remi that struck her as interesting. Perhaps it was the way she spoke, the way she held herself, though Fienelef could not say for sure. She wasn’t exactly friendly, but the mage found her pleasant to talk to anyway.
"Remi? What a unique name. It is a pleasure to meet you." The words came with a small bow of her head, the motion calculated. "I am Fienelef, though you may simply call me Fi if you so desire."
Grinning she watcher her for a moment and blushed a little blush that rose at the rise of her ego. She liked being complimented on her name, even if it was someone saying it was just unique.
Once when she was just a lass her father put her on his knee and let her watch the meat crackle over the fire. He told her that he had been the one to name her after one of his good friends. It was only later that he realized that his friend did not have a name meant for a woman and he had accidentally named his daughter a mens name. Remi loved that story.
"You have a really pretty name! I'll call you Fi cause it's kinda fun to say, and it's cute. You're a mage right? Judging by the magic and the potions and... everything."
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Nor lets out a puff of breath as quietly as he is able, the Argonian biting at his lip as he carefully creeps closer to the form of a deer. The cloak of an invisibility spell certainly makes strides in keeping the creature from detecting the Argonian, but all the same Nor would prefer to remain hidden until he makes the killing blow. Soul gems wouldn’t fill themselves, after all, and even a petty soul had its uses in the right enchantment.
It’s only when Nor has gotten within, well, for lack of a better word stabbing distance when he makes his move, soul trap being cast over the deer and the Argonian popping back into sight as his ebony dagger lunges forward. It’s with a satisfied smirk that the assassin straightens, casting his gaze over his immediate area before turning it back towards the creature. No hunters blundering about and making him miss his target this time, Nor swiftly cleaning the blood from the weapon and instead switching to a rather plain dagger. No sense in wasting a good deer, either.
Bow in hand, Remi was hungry as hell. She'd only had the meat left over from a rabbit and a couple apples and that was last night. All the game seemed to be running away from wandering mages, spiders, and of course the rather lovely spider. She hated spiders, but she also.. quite liked killing them. Still, she never ate that type of beast.
She had been hiding in the brush deciding, fuck it, she was just gonna lay in wait downwind for a deer or a rabbit or she'd even take something else--to cross her path. Waiting for what seemed like hours, she finally caught sight of a deer crossing her path. Bow at the ready, she was about to let loose an arrow when--oh!
Someone dropped their spell and was suddenly seen, killing the deer and doing some type of magic. A deep scowl cross her face as she watched the satisfied jerk clean his weapon. Keeping her arrow out and at the ready, she stood and took a running start to jump off the small cliff she was hiding in. Landing down on the ground, she pointed her bow at him.
"I'll be taking that, thank you very much! You stole it!"
Some sweet starters
"I have found my soulmate."
"I would die for you one hundred times over."
"Come give me a cuddle its freezing. You will catch a cold otherwise."
"You have such a beautiful smile. It brightens up my day."
"I will gladly sacrifice my life for your happiness."
"I just want you to be happy."
"I get lost in your eyes."
"Do you love me?"
"I love you with all my heart."
"You are like oxygen. I can't live without you in this world."
"You are the source of my happiness."
"You are amazing, just the way you are."
"Will you hold me as I go to sleep?"
We drink to our youth, and to days come and gone. For the age of oppression is now nearly done. We’ll drive out the Empire from this land that we own. With our blood and our steel we will take back our home.
Ulfric Stormcloak, by Aihito