Oct 25, 2018
my three favorite Dragonborn: Cool Mom (@knottedthreads), Pun Dad (@brcken-wings), and Anxiety Daughter
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my three favorite Dragonborn: Cool Mom (@knottedthreads), Pun Dad (@brcken-wings), and Anxiety Daughter
Like this post for a starter with Jackson Samuels (under the Dovahkiin on this blog) IM me if u want to plot with Jackson!
You Remind Me of Someone (Jackson/Tyertil)
The Imperial glanced at the books on the shelves as he walked into the bookstore. He started looking through the shelves, trying to find something about dragons. Of course he couldn't really see up to the top shelves from his size, and part of him felt tempted to just climb onto the shelves. Well there wasn't anything stopping him from doing that, but the shop keeper might not appreciate it. He looked at the tall Altmer who he figured ran the shop, clearing his throat, "Excuse me, sir, would you happen to have any informational books on dragons?" he asked
Pizza Delivery for..Whoa You're Hot. (Modern times AU!) (Jackson/Eric)
The man sighed, struggling to hold the pizza box, the few side orders, and drink all on one arm, refusing to make two trips to his car. Or well, the company car, he didnt really own it. His black hair hung in his eyes as he knocked on the door of the home, waiting patiently for whoever ordered the food to answer.
So a Dragonborn and a Werewolf Walk into a Bar.... (Jackson/Anya) (Closed RP)
An Imperial male walked into the Bannered Mare inn of Whiterun. He had messy shoulder length hair and green eyes, dressed in leather armor. He took a seat by the fire, waving over one of the maids of the bar. He ordered a tankard of mead. He smiled politely at her.
How Crazy can a Forsworn be? ((Jackson/Edwyn)) ((Closed RP))
An Imperial stood along, a bow in his hands, the bow at first appeared to be a bound bow, however it was just a solid bow, with glowing flames of enchantment. He drew an arrow aiming it at a nearby tree. He released the arrow, but it only went a few feet. He cursed loudly bending down to pick the arrow back up. Gods he really needed to put money in for a trainer.