#dohvakiin

[mothdogsart]

Teelan & Scouts cuddling on a chilly autumn afternoon 🥰

[your-fave-goes-to-eebydeeby]

The dohvakiin from skyrim goes to eeby deeby

The Dohvakiin from Skyrim goes to Eeby Deeby!

[demonicangelalan-art]

Been playing Skyrim again, meet Jarus Kaan

[mothdogs]

Spent most of the day playing Skyrim which involved: frantically gathering materials to build a house, then frantically going on quests to earn money to buy more materials to build a house. I want my character to be able to provide a nice place to live for his future husband, and I’ve been like... writing their story in my head as I play. It’s the only thing I care about at the moment so I’m gonna dump it here

My Dohvakiin Teelan, an Argonian, met another Argonian at the Windhelm docks. He was subsequently outraged at Ulfric being a fucking racist and the dockworkers being paid a pittance so he cajoled the harbormaster into paying the dockworkers more money. So I’m kinda headcanoning (or is it just canon if this is my OC?) that this exchange with the original dockworker, named Scouts-Many-Marshes, led to Teelan being re-incorporated back into Argonian culture. He left his tribe over two year ago to travel north to Skyrim, and he misses his people—the food, the music, even the ways of speaking. And despite the fact that the dozen or so Windhelm Argonians are a bunch of downtrodden dockworkers thrown together by circumstance and not an actual family, as Teelan spends more time with Scouts and the others at the alienage he feels more comfortable and happy than he has in years. They snicker at the Nords behind their backs, eat snowfish cooked with a spice mixture Scouts learned from his mother, and Teelan demonstrates his Thu’um to the awe and approval of the little group.

Scouts made some in-game comment about how he hates the cold, so I got this cute image in my head of the two of them sitting beside a fire after dinner in the alienage, kind of tucked up under some furs with their tails entwined while Teelan tells Scouts about the Black Marsh and Scouts talks about his life growing up on the cold windy shores of Windhelm. And as they’re getting to know each other better, Teelan grows to understand his own primal need for warmth and just how badly he misses it, which is why he jumps at the chance to build a house at Lakeview outside of Falkreath. It’s pretty far south as far as Skyrim is concerned—certainly better than the icelocked shores of Windhelm. So all the while he’s clearing out bandit hoardes and selling scrap armor plates to buy iron ingots, smithing nails and sawing boards and building furniture to get the house ready, he’s thinking about this dream he has of Scouts, and of warmth, and of belonging. And when the day finally comes for Teelan to present Scouts with an amethyst wedding-band, he’ll bring Scouts south for the first time, watching the delight sparkle in his husband’s eyes as the climate grows incrementally warmer and greener with each passing mile. Teelan will write ahead to have Rayya prepare a breakfast feast for the morning of their arrival, and they’ll spend the first day at their new manor having a picnic on the porch that looks over the lake, feeling the sun warm their scales.

So anyway that’s what I’ve been up to today. Will probably draw some cute lizardly fanart this week to continue to take my mind off of Real World Events. Getting really into idealized video game character romances is a lot more fun than I remembered lol

[anonyiimuss]

I cant believe this is real but yeah this is basically what happens when you join the Volkihar gang- i mean clan in Skyrim.

[catsand-cradles]

My tags. Pt 4

My tags pt 4

[novusantiquae]

I have spent hours tweaking and modding my Skyrim Dohvakiin for maximum prettiness. HOURS. It’s kind of sick at this point. >_>;

[mothdogsart]

Before absorbing his first dragon soul, Teelan was naturally very soft-spoken. The shouts are going to take some getting used to!