((out of curiosity, because I just rediscovered my log in to this account, is anyone still out there from the old rp days? Shoot me a message, it would be great to catch up))
Couple’s Portrait Commission for @themageandthemisanthrope of their OC, Trygve, with @brigadeofstormcloaks‘ OC, Ida.
((Thank you so much!!! I love it.))
((this is the best thing I’ve ever seen, ever. It’s amazing.))
Shit my family has said sentence starters.
- “Kiss my ass.”
- “I got sweat goin’ down the crack of my ass.”
- “Oh go to hell.”
- “Lady/Sir, I’ve been to hell. I didn’t like how you ran the place so I came back.”
- “I am NOT your trained flying monkey.”
- “Time to get the bitch boots on.”
- “Son of a witch doctor!”
- “It’s a good thing I’m not like I was when I was younger. Had I been younger and this pissed off, I’d be in jail for beating a bitch.”
- “Money talks, bullshit walks.”
- “Are you kidding? I love you but if a psycho was on my ass, I’d throw you in front of me.”
- “Just keep in mind: You go to jail, first time’s a bail out, second time is a night or two in jail. third time… well good luck avoiding being Maddog Mama’s/five finger Bob’s bitch.”
- “The hell are you laughing about, chuckles?”
- “I’m sorry… I’ll help you. Once I stop laughing and can catch my breath and stand up.”
- “We’re so broke, if a robber broke into the house, all they’d take is the name brand soda… and the Xbox.”
- “So.. I’m supposed to report back at every little detail? Does this mean I need to report in when I need to take my next shit?”
- “If you touch me, I WILL bite you.”
- “Wait, we have new neighbors? ….. Are they idiots? Because the last TWO were a couple fries short of a happy meal.”
- “….. No. You’re not nuts. Just crazy.”
- “How loud are you gonna listen to that shit? It’s five O’Clock in the damn morning.”
- “Does the Grinch even go to the bathroom?”
- “Why didn’t you tell me?”
- “I was enjoying the music.”
- “Don’t be bitchy.”
- “If I didn’t like you, I wouldn’t torture you.”
- ”You just like watching X-Men Origins: Wolverine & Days Of Future Past for Wolverine’s ass.”
- “And your hope these days in Teen Wolf is to see Theo shirtless. We’re even.”
- “It’s not the same thing as seeing him naked.”
- “Something is seriously wrong with you.”
- “I swear I was adopted.”
- “You’re an asshole.”
Olf: Now I really don't like being a den mother to you three!
Olf: Fine, it's like crack to me.
my kingdom awaits (part one)
Elsa headed out of the city early that morning. She had been cooped up inside for the past few weeks constantly painting portraits of rich families in the city, and she was sick of it. It was a way to earn a wage, but it wasn’t what she loved doing. A few days on the road, getting back to her true art, getting her inspiration back, was going to do her a world of good.
Her journey didn’t take her long, in fact, she barely noticed that she was taking it. She rode her horse along the roads in the day, stopping as she pleased to draw the landscape or anything that took her fancy. At night, she stopped in taverns to sleep, earning a few coins drawing the patrons. When she rode into Ivarstead on the early afternoon of the fifth day, she had to stop for a few minutes to collect herself.
She had only come back to Ivarstead once since everyone had left home. She had sat for hours and had stared at her abandoned house, a place once so full of life and happiness, now empty and becoming run down. No one else had taken it on. It had been in her family for generations. If a Swift-Runner wasn’t running that stable, no one was going to.
And yet, for all of the sadness and horror that she, her family and their friends had faced, she felt sick to the stomach with how grateful she was for it. How could it be that the Thalmor coming for them; driving them all from the only home they had known, was all it took for her to achieve the life she wanted?
Colby: Welcome to the brigade. How tough are you?
Olf: How tough am I? How tough am I?! I had a bowl of nails for breakfast this morning!
Colby: Yeah, so?
Olf: Without milk.
Colby: Right this way, sorry to keep you waiting.
Happy Birthday Olf! Celebrating with anyone special this year?
Olf sighed, wrapping his cloak tighter around himself as he walked back to his house from work, "I didn't even realise the date," he murmured quietly.
He opened the door to the house and was met with the warm smell of cooking. Sander turned and smiled at him, "Happy Birthday!" He noticed the look on his friend's face, "C'mon. Sit down, I'm making pie. Ro gave me her recipe once. I got the day off of work to go hunting, so all the meat is fresh."
Olf smiled. He knew Sander was only this chirpy for his sake, but it was good to see him smiling for once. He rolled his eyes a little and sat down.
"Oh, there's a letter that came for you today," Sander told him as he started serving up dinner.
Olf frowned and grabbed it, opening the letter. He looked up at Sander in shock, "It's from Ida."
Send me parts of the instruction manual for my muse...
… and they will say whether it’s legit or not.
Send me a ♮ for my muse's reaction to yours walking in on them and seeing all their scars/injuries
Yeah Sander, you definitely do not want to be thinking about the guy who used to pound your face, now pounding Elspeth. Don't think about it at all. That guy. Pounding. Elspeth.
Sander put his face in his hands, trying to empty his minds of all thoughts.
"You alright, kid?" Olf frowned.
"I think I'm goin' to be sick."
I heard a rumor that Elspeth is pregnant. The father's some big oafish Nord from Dragon Bridge, I think Mari said you guys all grew up together.
Sander paled at the thought. He knew it wasn't true... It couldn't be true... could it? He shook his head to himself. That was not an image he ever needed, "I doubt that," he muttered quietly.
Heard something about Halldis joining the Dawnguard with Elspeth. Now they're some sort of dynamic vampire slaying duo.
Olf's mouth curved into a smile, "Now that sounds more like her."
I heard that Halldis has decided to go back to her family in Cyrodiil, and has agreed to marry whoever they want.
"No," Olf said, setting his pick aside, wiping the sweat from his brow, "Absolutely no way that she would do that."
I heard a rumor Trygve got married.
Ida's eyes widened, and she felt her heart clench up. But she turned away quickly, clearing her throat, "I, um, I hope he's happy." She never thought he would be the marriage type, and it's not like she ever wanted to get married, but still...
Send me rumors about YOUR character and my character will react to hearing them.
Reblog if I'm allowed to send you in character asks even if we have never talked before.
You understand, don’t you?
"Honey, it's my job to understand," Mari poured her another drink.