#algorythmicrythm

[algorythmicrythm]

"Mayhaps. I’ve met lots of people ‘look just like you. Then again, I can’t tell the difference between most people I’ve met up here." He grins, almost apologetically. "If we have met, what say we start over? Name’s Strides." The Argonian offers a rough, calloused hand in greeting.

[nordicdragonborn]

"You have?" A brow was raised, sure Skyrim was chock-full of axe-swinging, mead-drinking men like him but surely his outfit would make him stand out even a little bit, oh well. Herryk took the argonian's hand and gave it a hearty shake. "Nice to meet you Strides, I'm Herryk."

[quintusofwindhelm]

"Where do you even find this sort of thing?”

"They told me it was from some Dwemer ruin," he said, eyeing the oddly-coloured Nirnroot almost distrustfully. "It’s a great find, I’m sure, but I can’t help but feel as if no good will come from using it." He carefully poured the red liquid into the bottle he had set next to him and, putting a stopper in it, offered it to Strides. "Thank you for waiting. I’d no idea we were so low on health potions. It’s been a busy day, I suppose," he said, laughing sheepishly.

[nextsummersseeds]

A red apple, plain and simple. Or at least, it looks plain and simple.

Put and object in my muse’s inbox and see what they do with it

Nimthia eyed the apple, which seemed to be innocent enough. But in all those stories her mother had told her, it had always been the apple which was poisoned. Plus she wasn't supposed to take food from strangers.

Still it could also be fine, so she stashed it in her bag for later.

[nextsummersseeds]

±: a death headcanon. For each or any.

Send ± for a death headcanon

Arzuug has seen plenty of death over the years and in a strange sort of way it interests her. It's something she thinks about probably more than is healthy, debating on whether there is such a thing as a 'good' death or if there's ever going to be something or someone worth dying for. 

[fabledflower-blog]

"I know what I'm doing."

   “Right. I’m sure you do.” Sarcasm and suspicion was clear, near leaking off of every crevice of the young girl’s body as she moved next to him, crouching, physique tightened and, for some reason unbeknowst, terrified. “Is sat vhat you’re going to say vhen you take my body to my family? Sat you ‘knew vhat you were doing’?” She hit him rather boldly on the arm. “I don’t like ss. Can’t you get somevone else? Like… gaser your oser snake friends. Do a mating call, or somesing.” 

[sworntocarryyourburdens-blog]

Revenge

Lydia's temper causes her to often seek revenge for what she perceives as wrongs against her, though this has mellowed over time from finding the offender in a dark alley and kicking their ass to petty pranks or short, intense grudges.

[sivaas-kendov]

♥

A good friend, a good partner, Idris thinks of him like a brother. She’d skin anyone alive for him, for the most part. She really needs to be more open with him though, as she holds back alot of her anger for his ‘own safety’ as she says it.

[halforcsmash]

ツ - make my muse laugh/smile

He's ticklish. 

BUT I WOULD NOT RECOMMEND IT. 

There's no guarantee you'll get those fingers back.