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six is illiterate, he was never taught how to read or write in the mage’s dungeon

he is however quite good in solving puzzles, riddles and mathematical problems, because this was one of the limited entertainments the captives could pass the time with

later on after joining the stormcloaks is the first time he sees racism in action (although rarely). he had all sorts of other creatures as companions in the dungeon, so he doesn’t understand the roots of this concept much. but doesn’t stop them either. six believes in every man for himself

#hc: six.#f: sykrim.

sarcastrophic

❝ Undo these 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤, my friend I’ll show you the Ɽ₳₲Ɇ I’ve hidden ❞

[BLOG] [SIX’S BIO] [SEND ME A MEME]

heey, this is a lazy multimuse rp promo, please reblog && follow if you’d be interested in interacting with OCs from TES V: SKYRIM, slow but steady activity, always up for plotting and fun. [ penned by kayla ]

#ok the need to write is building up in me so #this is gonna be the weekend when im gonna be active

tylerposey

Froy Gutierrez photographed by Maxwell Poth for Project Contrast (2018)

#ch: gansey.#face: gansey.#he is not officially added yet but he will be sooon #f: trc.

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❝ 𝖎'𝖒 𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖆𝖓 𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖌𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖘𝖔𝖓 𝖔𝖋 𝖆 𝖇𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍 ❞

fandomless villain oc | independent | selective multiverse | multiship | crossover friendly

[“isaac” king

bad cop gone even worse. blinded by the glitz and glamour of a rigorous and chaotic life style that entails drugs, corruption, and power.

more here.]

!!attn!! dark themes. will tag accordingly

loved by toto. ♠️

#promo.#yesss gimme all the adrian pimento energy #i stan toto wherever she goes whatever she does

rpsentences

SENTENCE STARTERS | SKYRIM ( THIEVES GUILD )

feel free to change pronouns as you please! ____ signifies a place where you can insert a name.

❝ Never done an honest day’s work in your life, have you? ❞ ❝ You look like your pockets are a little light on coin. Am I right? ❞ ❝ I’ve got a little…errand to run, and could use an extra pair of hands. ❞ ❝ There’s someone who wants to see you put out of business permanently. ❞ ❝ Wait until I start the distraction and show me what you’re made of. ❞ ❝ This is a rare opportunity, and I wouldn’t want you to get left out! ❞ ❝ My sources remain a secret, however, this item, it’s genuine! ❞ ❝ What is it with you and all these questions? ❞ ❝ Colour me impressed! I wasn’t certain I’d ever see you again! ❞ ❝ Reliable and headstrong? You’re turning out to be quite the prize. ❞ ❝ We don’t do any killing here. Bad for business. ❞ ❝ Larceny’s in your blood, the telltale sign of a practiced thief. ❞ ❝ If you play by the rules, you’ll walk away rich. If you don’t, you lose your share. ❞ ❝ You keep making us coin and I’ll worry about everything else. Fair enough? ❞ ❝ Do as you’re told and keep your blade clean. We can’t make a profit by killing. ❞ ❝ Well, it looks like you and I are going to get very well acquainted. ❞ ❝ You can play it tough, or play it smart. It doesn’t make a difference. ❞ ❝ All we care about is how much coin you can make us. ❞ ❝ …You don’t look that impressive… ❞ ❝ Is that confidence I hear or arrogance? Strange how they’re often confused. ❞ ❝ You butcher the job, and you’ll be sorry. ❞ ❝ I don’t supposed you’d help me out of the kindness of your heart, would you? ❞ ❝ I’ll see to it you remain in irons for the rest of your days. ❞ ❝ You can’t expect me to remember every deal I make, can you? ❞ ❝ I tend not to ask too many questions in this job. I’m sure you understand… ❞ ❝ In this business, we rarely deal in names; our identity comes from the coin we carry. ❞ ❝ Now, there’s no need to do anything rash… ❞ ❝ I’m worth more to you alive than I am dead. ❞ ❝ The last thing I need is for you to go blundering into a trap down here. ❞ ❝ All it takes to crack a lock is a bit of know-how and a lot of skill. ❞ ❝ The stench…This place reeks of death. Be on your guard. ❞ ❝ Do you honestly think your arrow will reach me before my blade finds your heart? ❞ ❝ To ensure an enemy’s defeat, you must first undermine his allies. ❞ ❝ Come! It’s time for you and ____ to be reunited! ❞ ❝ I’m no fool. Crossing blades with you would be a death sentence. ❞ ❝ The next time we meet, it will be your undoing. ❞ ❝ Had I intended to kill you, we wouldn’t be having this conversation. ❞ ❝ No tricks, or I’ll cut you down where you stand. ❞ ❝ We can’t afford to lose our heads. We need to calm down and focus. ❞ ❝ All your questions will be answered. You just have to trust me. ❞ ❝ I appreciate the armour, but doing this was never discussed. ❞ ❝ There’s always a catch with power, but at this point, I suppose there’s nothing to lose. ❞ ❝ In the future, I’d suggest you refrain from disappointing me again. ❞ ❝ I’m good at what I do, maybe one of the best, but it’s all I know. ❞ ❝ I’ve never been one to lead. Never desired it, never cared for it. ❞ ❝ Prepare yourself. This will be a fight to remember! ❞ ❝ We should tread carefully. I wouldn’t be surprised if there were a few “surprises” for us. ❞ ❝ There will be blood today, I can promise you that. ❞ ❝ Look at the size of this place…I’ve never seen anything like it in my life. ❞ ❝ Imagine the riches hidden within these walls… ❞ ❝ You fight like a child! ❞ ❝ We can sneak through or take the enemy down, I don’t care. ❞ ❝ My blade thirsts for your blood! ❞ ❝ When will you learn that you can’t get the drop on me? ❞ ❝ I knew this would end with one of us at the end of a blade. ❞ ❝ Revenge? Have you learned anything from your time with us? ❞ ❝ When will you open your eyes and realise how little my actions differ from yours? ❞ ❝ Both of us lie, cheat and steal to further our own end. ❞ ❝ Then the die is cast and once again my blade will taste your blood. ❞ ❝ I’ve had this weapon my entire life, and it’s never let me down. I hope it brings you the same luck. ❞ ❝ I was blinded. Blinded by dark treachery masquerading as friendship. ❞ ❝ This has little to do with honour and loyalty. You want the reward, the prize. ❞ ❝ I feel like a void in my life has finally been filled. ❞ ❝ I hope that this isn’t an ending for us, but rather a beginning. ❞ ❝ In our hearts, we’re thieves, and we’re damn good at what we do. ❞

#inbox.

❝ Undo these 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤, my friend I’ll show you the Ɽ₳₲Ɇ I’ve hidden ❞

[BLOG] [SIX’S BIO] [SEND ME A MEME]

heey, this is a lazy multimuse rp promo, please reblog && follow if you’d be interested in interacting with OCs from TES V: SKYRIM, slow but steady activity, always up for plotting and fun. [ penned by kayla ]

#selfad.#so im ready to go out there in the world with my boi six at least #*big breath in*#come @ me cowards!!#skyrim rp #tes v: skyrim #skyrim oc

ofmanderley

FINAN - THE LAST KINGDOM S4, EP3.

requested by @stormdistrict [ 1 / 5 ]

#face: six.#f: skyrim.

KILLIAN //

lingering in the ragged flagon like he had been, hushed and hurried words regarding a bounty with pretty coin had eventually reached his ears. the ratway had many hands in the honeypot. many eyes on the horizon. the job itself had little to do with why he’d found himself in riften at all, but the pitch had been an enticing one. that is, until he’d found himself in the draugr riddled tomb. and not alone. instinct demanded he watch and wait. allow the other man to lure out the dead from their resting places. the rattle of bones is a suffocating sound when the chambers around them seem to swallow any life daring enough to venture further.

back pressed against a web slathered cave in of rocks, killian barks out a short laugh. the sound swells and echoes, drawing more dead from their slumber. armor clanks, swords drag heavy against the ground.

“and rid you of your glory? what kind of gentleman would i be then?” killian pivots, the weight of his leather coat carrying his momentum enough to slam his own great sword through the belly of a skeleton. it groans, reaching for his arm to draw him closer. “tell me, you wouldn’t happen to - ah, one moment,” he slips his hook through the eye socket of the draugr, dragging down in the same breath he jerks his sword up and twists it free. dust and debris clatter and disperse, leaving him with a skull stuck to his hook. “ - you wouldn’t happen to feel inclined to throw yourself as bait to a greater good, would you?”

another two draugrs come circling. the first he’s able to bash in the head with the skull of his fallen companion. the bone fragments scatter about the tomb but the draugr pursues on. the second rushes the other man in the dark. “the greater good being my life, of course.”

his sword meets the draugr’s blade and their dance resumes.

he inhales dry dust again, as cold steel crushes ancient bones, and he must lean forward to stifle a cough. as he does so, another sword swings above his head. six turns on his heel in his crouched position, fingers tighten around the hilt of his weapon, putting all his body weight into the next attack and takes yet another skeleton down.

the stranger seems rather talkative, the pompous type, bold actions matching the smug little smile he wears. six doesn't miss the image of a hook inside a skull, a thick dark eyebrow is raised in reaction and he laughs a deep, roaring laugh hearing the other's question.

his words were just as twisted and tangled as the deadly dance he performed with the draugr. in six's opinion, there were more efficient ways to kill foes, which he proudly demonstrates with driving his sword through two long dead ancestor of his. he's quite satisfied with the job he's done, his competitive side is pleased, and it reflects in the curve of his lips. the black bat at the other side of the chamber better learns something.

❝ don't feel too bad, princess. you're good at guessin' and that must count for somethin’, I'm not the hero type ❞

the fight drags on for several minutes, but two living souls fighting the draugr is always better than one, and they clear the chamber slowly. with the last draugr down, six sheathes his weapon on his side and walks up to the other.

❝ wasn't so hard now, was it? ❞ he mocks but with a light tone and extends an arm, strong and calloused, towards the other ❝ call me six, princess. ❞

#vc: six.#f: skyrim.#HE CALLS HIM PRINCESS FROM NOW ON #big barbarian guy with big bear arms calls killian PRINCESS