mavericksofthereach replied to your post:
( WAS AN ANON GRIEVING YOU? I WILL FUCK THEIR SHIT UP. )
no no! no one is giving me grief i've just been feeling kinda crappy about taking forever to reply to things x.x
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mavericksofthereach replied to your post:
( WAS AN ANON GRIEVING YOU? I WILL FUCK THEIR SHIT UP. )
no no! no one is giving me grief i've just been feeling kinda crappy about taking forever to reply to things x.x
children-of-the-reach replied to your photo://whoops i made a steampunk vevel
( pretty :3 link? )
i have no idea how to make it all linky and pretty but here it is
http://www.dolldivine.com/mega-steampunk-dress-up.php
children-of-the-reach said: "I think the real question is where you draw the line…"
"...What line?"
children-of-the-reach replied to your post:reason why mun is not being productive
( go relax, maybe take a hot bath? )
I AM NOT BATHING IN MY OWN BLOOD MA'AM.
Ruber/Anskja or Ruber/Melie (which ever one you think would be more interesting. Just note Melie is under female muses, and anskja is under secondary. )
Ooh, I’mma go with Melie because Ruber is in with the Forsworn AND Namira’s followers.
Name: Namore
Gender: I can see them being either, tbh
General Appearance: Darker hair, probably a copper-y color; darker than their father’s. Tan skin with freckles across the bridge of their nose. Their brows are thick and expressive, and they have their mother’s eyes. The child has an inherently wild look about them.
Personality: Again, wild. I’m thinking this child probably wouldn’t speak for the first couple years, instead opting to communicate by biting people when they’re upset. When they finally do grow up a bit, they’re still very impulsive and a lil more than socially inept.
Special Talents: Talented in archery, as well as the destruction school, preferring fire spells.
Who they like better: They probably don’t have a preference, but naturally spend more time with their mother.
Who they take after more: Their father. He was a real weird kid, too.
Personal Headcanon: Kid has some issues. When they grow up, they would become fascinated with elves, and probably creep a lot of elves out because they’d be staring at them.
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"Um... need something?"
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"Oy, you there, watch where you're going, would you?" Faldron asked, not really acknowledging that it was he who had bumped into the other. No, it was just that kind of day. Really, nobody had any manners, did they?
sweet dream x 3
Send me “Sweet Dreams” and my character will recount a dream they had with your character in it.
6. dream that made sense during but when you woke up you realized didn’t at all/you realized something had been subtly askew.
"birane, i had a dream that we were at my house and rine was playing out in the yard. and we were there but i was a werewolf." she said with a bit of a laugh. "it was ridiculous because when i would lay down she would climb up ontop of my head or sit at my shoulders." she chuckled rubbing her face at the odd dream. "no more drinking before bed."
3.dream where nothing makes sense
“rah wahlaan.” the dragon groaned holding his head in his hands hoping to get rid of the headache. “i think dovahkiin hit me over the head with that madmans staff. i had a dream that i was dovah again and monahven was actually a giant sweet roll that tased like grass and alduin was a horse i am, very confused.”
1. nightmare where you’re trying to save that character
lou jolted up in the bed catching his breath and making esmera jump as well. “melie?” he called out looking for her in the bed. he rolled out of the bed pulling on a pair of pants and nearly leapt down the stairs not even bothering to fix his messy hair. he found her in the kitchen alive and well and making breakfast. before she could say anything he wrapped his arms tightly around her not wanting to let her go. he knew he would have to explain. “i, had a nightmare, that, you were dying and i couldn’t save you.” he muttered with a choke pulling her tighter.