My artfight attack on @vendettavalor of Daisy.
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My artfight attack on @vendettavalor of Daisy.
Got a very small, but fun, sketch from @vendettavalor for my birthday of Caden! I just wanted to share it with you all because I know y’all love Caden as much as I do!
"Ach, Alma's birthday is coming up. I wonder if I can take—" He blinks.
"Oh! It's in Father's Day! Well, now this calls for a day off no matter what! Oh I have so much cooking to do, and I wonder if she's heard the International Festival of Art and Ideas has started yet—she'd like that, I think. Of course if we're going out, I must make sure she has comfortable shoes and clothing... And—"
He'll be prattling off ideas for hours, but God does he have a plan to make this the best Father-Daughter day ever.
⋆♱✮♱⋆ SEVEN DEADLY SINS | @vendettavalor asked:
Gluttony - 10, 11, 12 Wrath - 1, 2, 5 Pride - 2, 3 Envy - 1, 2, 3 Lust - 3, 4 For Both! >:3
You got it, boss!
Akatosh and Talos!
Eight Divines based Headcanons -Accepting!!
) 𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒔𝒉. what is their favorite memory? Fishing with her late beloved Flora. Zeza used to bring her fish from the stream with her mouth. Crawled in the rivers flow, and crawled out. Most of the time, she came out with a fish wiggling. Some times, she came out with a fin imprint on her face from tail slaps. Regardless, she is fond of those memories and keeps them held close. Who knows? Maybe one day she'll go fishing again in honor of her.
) 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒔. what or who would they go to battle for? no questions asked. Their loved ones. Their family. She would even throw herself out to protect someone she hardly knows, just because she knows what its like to be forced to fight when they were never a fighter to begin with. She would claw at anyone who would try to land a hand on her friends, or her family.
"It’s just rain." - From Kitima ❤️
Three word sentences -Accepting!!
Ear flickers at each rain drop falling onto it. Once, twice, thrice... It grew annoying. Fur began to bristle and stand up slightly. Zeza agreed to join Kitima on this adventure, but she did not think the wild Khajiit would lead her to the wilderness and strand them there! Well, stranded is a bit dramatic on her part, but in truth she was more upset she wasn't ready for the weather. ❝Ugh, I know but I don't like getting wet! Unless of course, its a hot bath, but this is beyond that!❞ She huffs out her frustration, pouting. She knows her makeup is already smeared - she had to wash it off with this rain so she didn't look like a mess more than she already is. Rounded ears flicker back in frustration, but turned to her and smiled. ❝Surely there's a place we can seek shelter out here, right..?❞
The impact has the whole building shaking down to its foundations, sending dust and crumbling pieces of the half-fixed ceiling raining down. The solid stone to the cell crumbles like a sand castle swept away from the tide, leaving behind a cloud of floating dust and the outline of a figure too tall -- much too tall to be human. A broad form clad in black leather, features so close to being human but falling just short, and silver eyes that glow with a focus so intense it's terrifying. - from Mr. X @vendettavalor
as if this couldn't get any fucking worse. she's already tripping over herself, in boots a size too big and pants so long that they cuff has been rolled up to high heaven. nothing fit and she couldn't bring herself to give a fuck considering the fact that she was going to BURN these clothes at the first possible opportunity. she was bloodied and sweating and tear stained and needed a cigarette.
and then THIS mother fucker shows up.
now -- bambi is small. five feet small. and this dude? well, her neck had to bend all the way back for her just to get a good look at him. mouth agape, feet traveling backward in awkward, stumbling steps. she almost fell over a broken board, god granting her the good grace to steady herself before panic began rising in her throat like bile.
"y-you have to be FUCKING kidding me!"
@vendettavalor sent:
[ affectionate ] sender plays with receiver's hair -- or in Serrat's case, starts licking it as means of trying to groom the Slayer and keep him clean ❤️
PROMPTS FOR NONVERBAL COMMUNICATION
It's a rare moment where he's taken his helmet off to set it down beside him, just taking the moment the breathe the unfiltered air for a change, and to sit whilst everything was calm, even if he knows damn well it probably won't last, it never does. Which is why he didn't think too much of Serrat joining him as he sat there, taking it upon himself to try and clean his armour.
He does pause when he feels her come closer to him, curious as to what she's doing before he feels her tongue swipe against his hair and he huffs, sounding far more amused and surprised than anything else, though the sound he makes is quiet. He doesn't try to stop her, feeling there's no need to do so. Besides there's worse things that could be happening than being groomed by a dragon. Besides, he understands the significance, grooming tending to be a bonding activity among most species.
"Guess I'm overdue for a bath." He jokes lightly, though it's probably true, even if he's not disgustingly filthy. He does bring his hand up, gently scratching his fingers along her scales in an attempt to reciprocate in his own way, and to show the effort was appreciated, even if he's sure he's going to end up having a proper bath later.