Apr 6, 2020
Every screenshot of Lys in her new Abyss Stalker armor is taken from behind because stupid outfits hide her scar and it drives me batty.
Okay and also because booty.
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Every screenshot of Lys in her new Abyss Stalker armor is taken from behind because stupid outfits hide her scar and it drives me batty.
Okay and also because booty.
Dwayne is in the kitchen making himself something to eat. The team cracked their case and for once it had a happy ending for all involved so they can take that as a win. Dwayne sent his team home for the weekend to relax and rest or party and have fun.
He was smiling to himself but the smile dropped slightly when he realised he was cooking for two people but that his other half, you, weren't there.
You were away for work and had been the last three weeks with another few to go. It dampened his mood but he knew he would at least get to speak with you.
He was so lost in thinking about you he didn’t notice that one of the pots was about to spill over.
“Ya know you might want to watch that.”
He jumps torn between looking at the pot and following the sound of that voice so what he does is freeze and do neither his mouth hanging open as he stares.
He hears a laugh before you reach over and turn the pot down, walk over to him and then put your hands on his face “hey there good lookin” as you lean up and kiss him.
He too shocked to respond or do anything until he feels you moving away and he grabs you “what are you doin here? You ain’t supposed to back for another few weeks.”
“I can go if you want?” you smirk.
“Don’t you dare.” he responds with one of those smiles he saves just for you.
He ducks down to kiss you and as your lips meet you wrap your arms around around his neck, hands into that silvery hair that you love. You smile into the kiss as Dwayne lifts you, with you wrapping your legs around his waist never breaking the kiss.
Eventually you lean back for air, still wrapped around him “so this food can totally wait right?”
Dwayne laughs “who cares if it can’t” as he walks out the kitchen never putting you down as you guys catch up in the best possible way.
Because I wanna gush about her:
Elyirwe's relationship with Martin Septim is pretty much Martin wanting to get out of the temple cause he's bored but she's super duper overprotective of him. Also, once he finds out that she's Dragonheart, Grand Champion of the Arena, he practically begs her to take him to the Imperial City so he can watch her in the Arena.
They sneak out a lot, much to Elyirwe's dismay, but she enjoys the time she spends with Martin. He is open about his feelings to her while she is more reserved placing her duty to him as the emperor and the throne higher than her feelings. Plus she doesn't think the people of Cryrodiil would accept an Altmer empress on an Imperial throne.
Why is there so much discourse between lesbians and asexual people on this website? The two groups have like... nothing in common. What is there even to fight over?
You know, I actually made Kieryn as a character about 5 months before I watched either Hellsing or Trigun. At first I thought it was funny that they all share similar outfits, haha!
...Then I realized Kieryn and Vash share pretty damn close personalities, in which they act like a Jester to the average eye, but typically have uncanny control over the situations they’re in.
...Then I realized when Kieryn gets angry, or his psyche snaps and he reverts back to the instincts his family instilled upon him, he tends to act a bit more like Alucard, in which they’re just...Uncannily terrifying.
It was at that moment I realized not that I made a “stereotypical” character. It was at that moment I realized just how amazing these shows were! And I get the opportunity to mash two of my now-favorite (Albeit apparently a bit biased :P) characters together to roleplay someone I love to play as!
Later on down the line, probably in the coming week or so, I plan to write out a lot of the Tetrinos family lore, history, and better explain who Kieryn is as a character. A really great friend of mine helped me develop a whole family tree to go off of, so I can’t wait!
You know what I also can’t wait for? Dyeable pince-nez. Seriously if I could dye the lenses of those glasses orange I would in a heartbeat.
Reinforce the stereotype, right? :P
Mood: panicking before an interview.
There is a carnival in town so of course Christopher wants to go, his face lights up when he asks you to go you just can’t say no.
When you get to the carnival his excitement has gone up a level and it makes you smile as he holds your hand as you walk around taking it all in.
You realise though that its not just a random walk through, he definitely leading you somewhere. And that’s when it hits you - the big wheel. You are not the best with height but you know you won’t say no and Christopher knows it too.
“Come on, it al be fun”.
“How do I let you talk me into these things.”
He smiles “You love me.”
You roll your eyes as he laughs and you both make your way to get on the big wheel.
As soon as you sit down and that bar bar goes down you immediately regret your decision especially when it moves and you start to go up. You hold on tight to the bar. When it nears the top the wheel stops to let others on and you tense up.
“Come on sugarbelle” He holds his arm out so you can snuggle against his side you immediately move closer to him and relax. “We can get wave to get off when it goes round.”
You shake your head “No I will be fine bama, its kinda nice to be snuggled up next to you.”
You snuggle closer and wrap your arms around him as he kisses the top of your head maybe its not so bad after all.
He opened and closed the door as quietly he could. It was 2am so he knew you’d be in bed and didn’t want to disturb you. It had been a tough case and he wanted nothing more than to see you but he wouldn’t wake you if he could help it.
He gets changed for bed as he gets to his side and his about to climb in he just stops. He looks at you so peaceful and beautiful and it strikes him how lucky he is to have you to come home too - to talk to hold to love.
He doesn’t know how long he has been lost in his thoughts but is shaken out of them when he hears a sleepy “you better hurry up and get in here Bama.”
“Yes ma’am” he says with the biggest smile on his face.
He’s greeted with a sleepy kiss in which you hand comes up to rest on his face. “Love you bama now sleep.” He smiles as you lay your head on his chest, kissed the top of you head “Love you more.”