Jun 20
Kaidan ○ Rue
"When I think about everything I've done - before I met you - well, I wouldn't call myself much of a role model."
Jul 3
Workshop Summer Update: KRCE 2.0 is LIVE!
Howdy our wonderful Workshop spectators! After many hours spent writing, debugging, and beta testing, we are proud to release Kaidan Revoiced - Community Expansion 2.0! You can read the full changelog here.
First, we would like to thank you, the spectators, for your continued support, patience, and kind words. It has meant a great deal to the staff of the Workshop as we continue to develop our vision for Kaidan. With your encouragement and inspiration, we have begun laying the creative groundwork for our future releases; you helped us determine that Kaidan's morality would be narrative-centric, and we are making strides to incorporate this into his commentary and overall story of redemption and self-identity. Our staff are humbled by your support for this endeavor.
This 2.0 update was a true labor of love, totaling to around 700 new lines and 14 major content features to Kaidan. For reference, KRCE 1.0 has 1,500 lines. We were driven to build on ways to make Kaidan feel more alive and interactive. Given these major changes, a fresh save is required!
Mar 17
hot springs in eastmarch
i think this might be my best background yet. i would've been done with this way sooner but i insisted on adding more and more details, like the water droplets, so i literally had to learn how to draw them on the fly also posting this before they change their minds about reblogs again because i really wanted people to see it 🥺
Jul 15
Woke up a demon in the depths. Vulthuryol
Feb 28
found this from like 2022 lmao
og post here
Jan 29
Lingering Heat ঌ
kaidan x f!reader
Summary : You wake up beside Kaidan at Breezehome, tangled together in the aftermath of a long night. What starts as a quiet morning quickly turns into something more..
tw : 18+ explicit sexual content, rough/possessive behavior, hair pulling, biting, scratching, neck kissing, breast play, oral and penetrative sex, dirty talk.
a/n : my new fav skyrim followerᢉ𐭩.ᐟnever posted any actual fics on tumblr! it’s just been ao3 but I want to try out the format!
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It’s been two months since your relationship with Kaidan crossed the line into something deeper. One night—you still remember it vividly—you shared a bed, shared your bodies, and he poured his heart into your hands like something fragile and sacred. You held it tight against your chest, swearing silently you’d never let it fall. Your feelings for him grew steadily, fiercely, just as his for you did.
How could you not fall for him?
He was kind in the way only wounded men were quiet, careful. A silent protector who always positioned himself between you and danger without a word. You think back to the first time you met him: those red, pained eyes locking onto yours, burning with anger and exhaustion. His wrists were bound in tight iron chains, his face gaunt and strained. His beard was overgrown, proof of how long he’d been captured, and his long black hair fell messily into his face. He was different nothing like anyone you’d ever seen. A different race. A different world. All mystery.
You healed his wounds. Saved him from abandonment, from death itself. And after that, you traveled together. You learned him slowly, carefully. You’d expected him to be like any Nord man: loud, prideful, full of swagger. But Kaidan was quiet. Observant.
He spoke when it mattered, sharp remarks edged with sarcasm. A filthy mouth when he felt comfortable enough to use it. Gods awful jokes. And over time, he trusted you he told you about his experience with the Blooded Dawn, with his ex, with the darkness he carried in his mind. You listened. You stayed. You soothed what you could and never turned away from what you couldn’t fix.
So when he finally confessed how badly he needed to feel you against him skin on skin, breath tangled it felt inevitable. Right. Like the stars themselves had aligned and shoved you both down the same path. The Last Dragonborn and The Last Akaviri. Fate had always been cruel to the both of you, but this… this felt merciful. And Kaidan knew it too.
You’ve faced hell together shared burdens, stitched wounds, and leaned on each other when the weight threatened to crush you. This wasn’t love born of trauma. It was forged in it, yes but tempered by comfort, trust, and choice.
Even now, with his chest pressed against your back and his heavy arms locked around your body, it feels right. You fit there. You belong there.
The dull ache in your hips and the sensitive soreness in your breasts finally drag you from your thoughts. You sigh softly. You might be the Dragonborn slayer of any undead and literal demigods but Kaidan does things to you no battlefield ever has. The man knows exactly how to leave you ruined.
You shift, trying to stretch, gently guiding his hand away so you can sit up—
Only to be hauled right back against him.
You giggle as his grip tightens, his warmth swallowing you whole.
“Kai… let me go. I need to get up.”
He grumbles, low and half-asleep, his voice a rough rumble against your neck. His arms cinch tighter, like he’d sooner wrestle a dragon than let you go. You turn in his hold until you’re face to face, your bare chest pressed to his. You kiss along his jaw slow, teasing, lingering.
“I need to get up, ” you murmur again.
He stirs, one eye cracking open.
“For what?” he mutters, accent thick and lazy with sleep. “Bed’s warm. Yer warm.”
You smile just as his hand slides possessively along your side.
“Stretching.”
A low chuckle rumbles out of him.
“Aye? Stretchin’, is it?” His thumb drags deliberately over sensitive skin, making your breath hitch. “Could help with that, lass.”
You feel his forehead rest against yours as he tightens his hold once more.
“Whatever ye need,” he murmurs, voice rough and certain. “I’ll get it for you… or I’ll make you stay right here.”
You inhale sharply as his thumb traces lazy, knowing circles along your side, sending sparks straight through you.
Gods, he knows your body far too well now. Every sigh, every shiver—he’s learned them like battle tactics.
“Kai…” you warn softly, though there’s no real protest in your voice.
“Aye,” he murmurs, voice low and rough, plump lips brushing your temple. “I hear it in your tone, lass. Say one thing, mean another.” His nose drags along your cheek, down to your jaw inhaling your scent.
“Your body’s tellin’ me somethin’ else entirely.”
You shift again, but this time it’s slower, more deliberate. Your hook your leg up on his hips , your movement drawing a quiet, pleased grunt from his chest. His arms tighten instantly, possessive, like he’s afraid you might vanish if he loosens his hold for even a second.
“Ye’re not gettin’ away that easy,” he mutters against your skin. “Not after last night.”
Your breath stutters. “You’re the one who wouldn’t let me sleep.”
A low chuckle rumbles out of him. “Bold words for someone who begged me not to stop.”
Heat floods your face, and you shove at his shoulder lightly. “Kaidan—”
He catches your wrist easily, pressing your hand flat against his chest. You feel his heartbeat there steady, strong, real. His voice softens, accent thickening when it does.
“Feel that?” he asks quietly. “Still poundin’ like I’m on the battlefield. Only dragon I’m fightin’ now’s you.”
You laugh softly, but the sound dies in your throat when he leans in, forehead resting against yours, eyes dark and intent. One of his hands slides up your back, warm and firm, thumb brushing the sensitive skin just beneath your shoulder blade.
“Two months,” he murmurs. “An’ I still wake up thinkin’ I’ll reach for ye an’ find nothin’ but cold air.” His thumb pauses, presses.
“Hate that thought.”
Your chest tightens. You lift your hand, fingers threading through his hair, tugging gently. “I’m not going anywhere.”
His breath shudders out of him. “Aye… gods, I know. Just—” He exhales slowly, pressing a kiss to your brow, then your cheek, then the corner of your mouth.
“Let me have ye a bit longer. World can wait.”
His lips finally meet yours—slow at first, unhurried, like he’s savoring it. The kiss deepens as his hand slides to your hip, grounding, claiming. When he pulls back, his voice is barely above a whisper.
“Stay,” he says simply.
You melt into him, your forehead resting against his. The ache in your body fades into something warm and pleasant, wrapped up in his heat, his scent, his steady presence.
“…Alright,” you murmur.
A satisfied hum leaves his chest as he trails to your neck and kisses you softly. You feel warmth spread across your abdomen. You let out a small moan, your breaths growing ragged.
“Good,” he says, “That’s my dragon.”
His mouth moves against your skin with purpose now, teeth scraping gently at your pulse point.
One hand slides lower, gripping the curve of your hip possessively as he shifts, rolling you beneath him. The candle light catches the dark strands of his hair as it falls around your face, creating a private world just for the two of you.
His weight settles over you, solid and grounding, and you arch against him instinctively. "Still want to get up, lass?" he murmurs against your throat, voice thick with sleep and desire.
His fingers trace patterns along your thigh, lower and lower, until you're gasping. "Or should I help ye with that... stretchin'?" You laugh breathlessly, tangling your fingers in his hair.
"You're insufferable."
"Aye," he agrees, lifting his head just enough to meet your eyes. "But ye love it."
And gods help you, you do. You love everything about this man his darkness, his light, the way he's learned to trust again, the way he's claimed every piece of you without ever asking for more than you were willing to give.
His hand slides down to your pussy, finding you already wet and wanting. "Still sore from last night?" he asks, voice dropping to that low rumble that never fails to make your stomach jump.
You can only nod, breath catching as his rough fingers begin to move in slow, deliberate circles against your clit. "Good," he murmurs, lips brushing against yours.
"Means I did it right."
A choked sound escapes your throat as he presses harder, the calloused pad of his thumb finding that perfect spot that makes your vision blur. Your hips buck against his hand, a silent plea for more that he reads instantly. "Always so responsive," he growls against your mouth, swallowing your gasp as one thick finger slides inside you, then another. He curls them just so, stroking that sensitive spot deep within that makes your whole body tremble.
"Kaidan," you breathe, your hands fisting in the sheets as he begins a rhythm that's both torturously slow and utterly perfect.
His thumb continues its maddening circles on your clit while his fingers work you from within, building a tension that coils tight in your belly.
“That's it" he murmurs, his voice rough with satisfaction as he feels you clench around him. "Let go for me." His other hand comes up to cup your breast, thumb brushing over your nipple, already pebbled and sensitive from his attention last night. The dual stimulation is almost too much, yet not nearly enough. You want—no, need—more.
"Please," you gasp, not even sure what you're begging for. He chuckles, a low, predatory sound that sends shivers down your spine.
"Please what, little dragon? Use your words." His fingers pick up pace, driving you closer to the edge. "Please... fuck me," you manage, your voice barely recognizable as your own. "With pleasure," he growls, withdrawing his fingers and bringing them to his mouth, his eyes locked on yours as he licks your juices from them. "Tastes like my favorite meal."
He positions himself between your thighs, not entering you yet, just rubbing the thick head of his cock against your soaked folds.
"Look at that," he murmurs, watching as your slick coats him. "Pussy's already beggin' for it, ain't she?" You whimper, trying to push your hips down to take him inside, but he holds you still with one hand on your hip. "Patience, love. I'm gonna make ye earn it.”
He slides down your body until his face is level with your cunt, his hot breath ghosting over your sensitive flesh. "Gods, I could stare at this pretty pussy all day." Then he's on you, his tongue lapping at your folds with a hunger that makes your back arch off the bed.
He eats you like a man starved, all messy, desperate sounds as he devours you. His tongue plunges inside, fucking you with the same rhythm he used with his fingers, while his nose rubs against your clit. "Kai," you gasp, fisting his hair. "Please... I need..." He lifts his head, his chin glistening with your wetness. "Need what? Need this tongue in your tight little hole? Need me to make you come until you can't remember your own name?" You can only nod, your body trembling with need. "As you wish," he growls, diving back in with renewed vigor.
He sucks your clit into his mouth, flicking it rapidly with his tongue as he slides two fingers back inside you, curling them to hit that spot that makes you see stars.
The dual stimulation is overwhelming, and you feel yourself teetering on the edge. "That's it," he murmurs against your flesh. "Come for me. Let me taste it." His words are your undoing. You shatter with a cry, your body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure washes over you. He doesn't stop, lapping up every drop as you come undone against his mouth.
When you finally collapse back against the bed, boneless and panting, he crawls back up your body, his cock hard and leaking against your thigh.
"Told you I'd make you earn it," he growls, positioning himself at your entrance. "Now I'm gonna fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk straight for a week." He slams into you in one hard thrust, burying himself to the hilt. You cry out at the sudden stretch, your sore walls protesting even as pleasure courses through you. "Too much?" he asks, stilling for a moment. You shake your head, wrapping your legs around his waist. "More," you demand. "Fuck me harder."
He doesn't need to be told twice.
Kaidan sets a brutal pace, each stroke hitting deeper than the last. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, mingling with your cries and his guttural groans.
He's fucking you like he owns you, like he's claiming every inch of your body for himself.
"That's it," he growls, his pace punishing. "Take my cock. Take it all." His hand comes down hard on your ass, the sharp smack making you clench around him. "Fuck, you're tight. Squeezing me like you never want to let go."
"Never," you gasp, your nails raking down his back. He hisses at the pain, his eyes darkening with lust. "Mark me. Show everyone who I belongs to." He shifts angles, hitting that spot deep within that makes your vision blur.
"Right there?" he asks, though he already knows the answer. "Right there, you're squeezing me so tight. Gonna make me come if you keep doing that."
"Then come," you challenge, meeting his thrusts with your own. "Fill me up. I want to feel you dripping out of me all day."
His control snaps. With a roar, he slams into you one last time, his cock pulsing as he spills himself deep inside. The feeling of his hot release triggers another orgasm, and you shatter around him, your body convulsing with pleasure.
For a long moment, you both lie panting, his weight pinning you to the bed as you both come down from your high. Then he rolls to the side, pulling you with him until you're draped across his chest.
“Gods above," he breathes, his voice rough with satisfaction. "I think you've killed me." You hum in response, too boneless and sated to form words. He chuckles, pressing a kiss to your temple.
"Don't worry though," he murmurs, his hand sliding down to cup your ass possessively. "I'll be ready to go again in a few minutes. And this time, I'm taking you from behind so I can watch my cock disappear into that perfect little ass of yours."
“Absolutely not” You say laughing softly, your voice muffled against his chest as you trace patterns through the sweat on his skin.
The room is thick with the scent of sex and satisfaction, a tangible reminder of your shared passion. His heart beats steadily beneath your ear, a rhythm that's become as familiar to you as your own breathing.
"Kai?" you murmur, your voice still thick with pleasure. "Aye?" he responds, his hand stroking lazy circles along your spine.
“I love you." The words hang in the air between you, fragile yet strong in their simplicity. He tenses for a moment, then relaxes, his arms tightening around you as if he's afraid you might vanish.
He takes a deep breath, his voice rough with emotion. "I love you too. More than I ever thought possible."
Jan 24
Kaidan Skyrim, man that you are...
Jul 8
Holy face cards ༼;´༎ຶ ༎ຶ༽
#they're the ones i take at every stage of the MQ at least!!#the rest come and go :)) i will have screenies for them maybe#took the whole Dragonsreach hostage for 6 in game hours just for these screenshots xD#tes#skyrim#inigo the brave#kaidan skyrim#lucien flavius#oc: kisa#rumarin 3dpnc#xelzaz skyrim#auri song of the green#skyrim custom followers#team dragonborn
