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[101tesversians]

"Red String of Fate" (Dragonfly and Jed)

Dragonfly

Our muses are destined to travel the world together

Jed

Our muses are destined to love each other, but are unable to stay faithful and cannot be in a relationship as a result.

[dalamusrex]

"Kiss," for Nyra, Dragonly and E'hla maybe? c:

Nyra

The smaller of the two vampires crossed his arms and glared upwards at the female. Unfortunately, with him standing nearly a foot shorter than her, his expression was not exactly impressive. His black brows formed a tight furrow above his nose, where his constant scowling had etched a seemingly permanent notch in his skin.

He held this stance and expression until the greymagic attached to the kiss forced him to act. With a slight groan of disapproval, the Dunmer was forced to stand on his toes and tug her downwards a bit before he could adequately reach her cheek to place a kiss there. When at last he settled flat on his feet again, Dalamus crossed his arms once more and looked away, his expression not unlike that of a petulant child pouting from a punishment.

Dragonfly

Dalamus’ lips quirked in an obvious show of irritation. How many times could he kiss an Argonian before he tasted fish? He almost shuddered just thinking about it. The sensation of warm, soft flesh was much preferred against his lips rather than hard scales, as he could never quite separate the reptilian people from their smaller, less intelligent counterparts who lived with their bellies in the dirt.

Nevertheless, he was required to kiss this Argonian whether he liked it or not. And he certainly did not like it. He made his discomfort known to the other male by the look—almost a glare—in his eyes before he leaned forward to place the slightest of pecks against the Argonian’s snout, lips barely touching the scales before he deemed himself done and took a step back. He did not bother hiding the action of wiping his mouth on his sleeve.

E’hla

The Dunmer brought both hands to E’hla’s cheeks, cupping her face gently as one thumb slowly stroked her skin. Even if the signs of aging were painfully obvious to his sensitive eyes, she was still the most beautiful womer on Nirn to him. His right hand—the most heavily scarred—moved to brush the bangs from her face, tucking the loose hair behind one of her pointed ears. Slender fingertips traced the outer shell of her ear and down her jawline before reaching her chin, tilting her face upwards even more as he dipped his head to kiss her.

Chilled lips found warm, and soon his tongue was playing with her own as the deep kiss lingered. As though his lungs suddenly craved air and she was the source. After several long, blissful moments, the vampire relented and reluctantly pulled away, but not before a playful tug of her lower lip with his teeth. He pressed a kiss to her brow, then, and rested his forehead against hers, closing his eyes and enjoying just being close to her.

[dalamusrex]

✧ for whoever you like c:

E'hla

"Mm, your deep blue eyes. The first thing I noticed when we met, and still my favorite thing to see in the morning."

Llaara

"I enjoy it when you smile for me, sweetheart. A scowl does not befit your pretty, young face."

Nyra

"I notice the smirk on your face, more often than not. I cannot help thinking that you are being silently mocking of me, and I do not appreciate it."

Dragonfly

"I must admit that the red paint on your snout is quite striking against the rest of your scales."

Fenris

It was not extraordinarily often that Dalamus had to look up at someone in order to speak to them. "Your height," was all he managed to say. The bulky Nord made him uncomfortable, as well as the smell of werewolf that hung about him.

[dalamusrex]

5 and 16 for two characters of your choice? c:

5. Our characters playing paintball/lasertag (How about a snowball fight instead?) (Llaara)

Every now and then, more towards the winter months, Riften would get a bit of snow. It was never anything near the amount of snow that Winterhold or Windhelm boasted of, but it was enough to make things pleasantly chilly. A thin sheet of ice covered the windows and cobbled streets, but never enough to make anything overly dangerous. Excess was swept off of the walkways and into the cistern.

On one of the rare occasions that there was snowfall, and snow covered the ground outside, Dalamus and his daughter enjoyed the overcast sky. No pesky sun to blind them or cause headaches, or to overheat them.

Llaara was looking up into a tree, at the tiny icicles that had formed on the leaves. What bit of sunshine that had managed to filter through the clouds made the icicles sparkle like little diamonds, and her heightened sense of vision made it all the more wonderful. Sometimes there were even little bugs caught in the ice, small things like aphids that she could see. Frozen in time. Or at least until the ice melted.

A small yelp of surprise escaped her when something cold hit between her shoulder blades, and she quickly turned around to see what it was. Reaching behind herself to brush the substance off of her back revealed it to be snow. And her Da was looking quite satisfied with himself where he stood several feet away, even if he was not looking at her. She could read his face even when he tried to give nothing away.

When Dalamus had heard the yelp, he smirked and turned his attention away, his hands folded behind his back innocently as he looked across the landscape of orange and white. In his peripheral vision, he saw Llaara turn around, and he smirked at her just in time to receive a snowball to the face.

Surprised, the vampire took a step back and spat out the snow in his mouth, then brushed the snow from his hair while Llaara dissolved into giggles, occasionally asking him jokingly if he was alright.

16. A pickup line from my character to yours (Dragonfly)

"I heard you have a great set of jewels. Can I see?"

[dalamusrex]

What’s my prize? (For whoever)

(Llaara) -- 6. “Kidnap” my character to any place of your choosing

Just make sure he's back by his bedtime, Llaara!

(Dragonfly) -- 15. Be treated to a homemade meal from my character

The meal in question would probably be a beef stew uwu Most likely watered down, lacking in seasoning, and the beef a tiny bit raw xD Dal, learn to cook.

Again, feel free to use the askbox/submission box to have the characters perform these actions c:

[101tesversians]

((Claimed - If you want to. c:))

((I tried to do this as randomly a possible, so I told Missy and a non-shipyard friend to pick two of my characters and I ended up with Dragonfly and Wesley.))

Dragonfly; 6: Me for two nights

The Argonian blinked when he heard the news about who he was going to share the two coming nights with before his lips pulled away to reveal a somewhat sheepish grin. “It seems you… kind of own me,” he stuck out a hand, “You can call me Dragonfly.”

Wesley; 3 Me for one night

"So," he drawled, throwing his arms out, "What do you normally do on a Turdas evening?" the Imperial asked with raised eyebrows. 

[dalamusrex]

✄ for this URL or a random one of mine? C:

[dalamusrex]

'I love you' from whoever strikes your fancy

Dragonfly

Dalamus blinked and a brow rose, the vampire tilting his head to the side as though he was unsure what the Argonian had just said. When it finally, reluctantly, registered, Dalamus gave an expression of pure disbelief. “We hugged. Once, I believe. Calm yourself, and do not get your tail in a twist over it.”

Fenris

Dalamus knew that scent right away, that of a werewolf. He was immediately cautious, which then made the words take him doubly off guard when they were uttered and the vampire stared wide eyed at him for a moment before giving a slight glare and a harsh "No."

Valkyrie

He had not even noticed the Altmer womer until she had spoken, then turned his head towards her. He looked her up and down, assuring himself that she had no weapons on her before declaring with a bit of confusion, “I have never seen you before. Do not throw such words around lightly.” Her being female and a non-hostile, Dalamus figured a light warning would be more appropriate than any kind of threat or scolding.

Llaara

The vampire’s face softened and he brought his daughter into his arms, rubbing her back gently and threading his fingers through her hair. “I know you do, sweetheart. I love you, too.”

After a moment in the comforting embrace, Dalamus pulled back slightly, but only to place a kiss on her brow. “How about you show me how much you have improved on your climbing skills recently, hm? Those buildings will not scale themselves.”

(Last but certainly not least!) E’hla

The admission from his wife brought a rather wide smile from the vampire, wider than he was used to showing, and perhaps wider than most are used to seeing. He worried often about how she felt, and how his flaws and mistakes might damage what they have together. But it seemed as though his worrying was little more than a waste of time, a shadow in the back of his mind that he needed to learn to avoid.

He drew closer to E’hla and took her face into his hands, one thumb stroking her cheek gently before he leaned down to kiss her, closing his eyes in the process to allow the warm sensations he felt to extinguish the worry in his mind. Even if it was temporary, it was blessed relief from the darkness of his mind. “I love you, as well, E’hla. With love eternal. To the Void and back, remember?” He gave her another short kiss before settling for holding her close, feeling her heartbeat against chest. The heart that loved him.