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❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ // definitely!! uwu it’s especially hard to find really well rounded vampiric characters in any canon
Send me ❤️ if you think my OC is good enough to be canon
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Jyggalag was still getting accustomed to being free, and away from his old realm. He was getting accustomed to having a mortal guise as well. It was a lot smaller than he was used to, but it had two arms and two legs. He could get around easily enough. Being focused on copying enough mortal mannerisms to blend in, despite his poor choice in species or race, this instance of him paid attention to little else around him. It was hard to make the form quite as fleshy as Sheogorath’s without feeling wrong. When he got close to it, his form wavered, a light glimmer of colors gliding over his hardening skin like cold shivers over someone’s spine.
Though, he was quickly snapped out of it by an outside force. He came to his senses in less than a second.
His eyes were wide, but the rest of his face was blank while he just stared to the side, at Lorelei. Surprise. He’d been experiencing a lot of surprise as of late. He couldn’t say he was the biggest fan. Even in his mortal guise, he was taller than Lorelei. Did he know what to say? Finally, he managed an almost whispered, “What are you doing?”
🎨 — She paints a bunch of intricate sun patterns on his face, but that has to imply that he stays still long enough for her to do it.
--// He can. He will just meditate or something like that. ))
Magnus sat quietly in meditation, eyes closed as he remained perfectly still. When it was done, he opened his eyes and conjured a reflective surface to use as mirror. A light smile played on his lips. “It looks good.”
‘ everyone says i used to be a hero, but i can still taste the blood in my mouth & still feel bruises blooming because of my fists & my eyes are still stretched wide & terrified. ’ { maybe at a point where they've established a close friendship bc this girl don't talk about her feelings easy lmao }
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Farkas cast down his gaze, not from shame or sorrow but to better consider the words he had been entrusted with. He took a long moment to absorb them, weigh them, attempt to sift through and understand thoroughly the meaning of Lorelei’s confession. In the end he could only think of one thing to say.
“Heroes are people who try even when everyone else runs away. You tried, and you lived. That’s more than most of the heroes we sing about can say.”
“How are you feeling? You’ve been out for days.” // thanks for the follow back! uwu
For a man whose skin was far from light and had lived under the sun for decades in that moment he certainly didn’t look like it. He had a gray tone to his skin and his eyes were dull and tired. He no doubt could have used more rest but frankly there was no time for that. Besides, why couldn’t he recover and direct troops at the same time, it wasn’t like he was out in the field like his legionnaires were.
“I’m… fine,” Tullius answered, his voice hoarse and lacking any of the authoritative tone it normally held, “even if I wasn’t, I can’t neglect my duties any longer.”
THE CALL OF THE BLOOD STIRS WITHIN HIM , some great nordic war - horn trembling in his veins as the full moon rises . vilkas has always feared this hunger , his teeth , already sharpening , begging to tear into something . it’s with a mix of shock & horror that he notices another in the woods , an elf no less , that could witness his transformation .
he takes a deep breath , mumbles a quiet prayer to talos , & approaches her .
‘ you’re far from bruma , friend , ‘ he says , a slight raspiness wedging its way into his voice . ‘ it’s a dangerous night to be in these woods . ‘
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{{When you see shithead people and your...
// SPILL. THAT. TEA.
{{ I feel I’m not so much spilling it as dumping it Khal Drogo style. And a part of me is really just okay with that. }}
❝ We cannot always have what we want, no matter how much we want it… ❞ { from Lorelei @xdefending, maybe for Serana? }
AND I DARKEN / @xdefending
❛ But it shouldn’t stop us from trying. ❜
Her outlook on life was indeed altered - Serana realized many things in her time with the Dawnguard. Slowly, she had built up her own confidence in her abilities - and she even manages to offer it to her newest traveling companion.
❛ The only way to get what you want is to keep going for it. ❜