#dovchkiin

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                          Brienne Tarth && Anne Galrio:                                                        81 %   

Dr. Love thinks that a relationship between Brienne Tarth and Anne Galrio has a very good chance of being successful, but this doesn’t mean that you don’t have to work on the relationship. Remember that every relationship needs spending time together, talking with each other etc.

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How tall is Vilkas in his werewolf form?

                    Given how large he is in his human form - standing at six foot three and made up of pure muscle, I can’t see Vilkas being small in his werewolf form. Though Farkas is still slightly larger than he is in both forms, the overal size of his from is incredibly impressive. Heightwise, I headcanon him standing at about seven feet, two inches when not hunched over. However, as most werewolves tend to lurch forward a great deal of the time when they’re standing, I’d put him at seven and a half feet tall.

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@dovchkiin

      “You need more practice.”

                  The companion stated, carefully eyeing the other’s form as she moved about. If one ever needed training in dual handed weaponry, Vilkas was the man that you needed to seek out. Which, subsequently, was what the dovahkiin had sought out to do. Luckily enough for her, she had managed to find the best teacher possible.

                                              “When you have a big, heavy weight swinging                                                around your upper body, your lower body has                                                to compensate, or you'll fall right over.”

[atmorasewuth-dovahsebrom]

"I may have misplaced the baby…"

“You misplaced a baby?”

[marshfirc]

'rough touch' (why not)

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19. Your muse grabs my muse’s wrists.

     “— 𝔏ook, if you know what’s good for you, you’ll back off.”

     Elona didn’t know who this stranger was, but they were begging to get a Fireball to the face. Who did they think they were, brandishing a dagger & demanding her gold? Did this person have any idea who she was?

     Even with the small blade being waved in front of her face, the Argonian didn’t flinch. Instead, she slapped away the offender’s hand, causing the dagger to go flying off into the trees. Now out of immediate danger, Elona turns to leave - only to be stopped when her would-be robber grips her wrists.

     Icy eyes snap over towards the brunette, a snarl parting scaled lips. “𝔏et. Go.”

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'rough touch' (because why not)

@dovchkiin8. My muse grips your muse’s hips

Zaharia didn’t often find herself in close quarters with other people, but she’d seen the slight rustle of movement and her senses had screamed danger. She caught the (as far as she knew) unaware stranger by the hips and pulled them close, pulling them out of a way of a wayward fist as two patrons in the bar began recklessly throwing punches. 

It was then that she realized that her choice of grabbing was a bit - well. Improper might be the right word. “Uh,” she said inelegantly.