Oh yeah, nothing like a little Dragon slaying to get the blood up. :D
(I'm loving having this little Dyce feast. So good!)
So, we start with the close of the serious conversation from the last section. And with it comes some important insights. Yes, of course Ulfric is trying to figure out Dyce just the way Dyce is trying to figure him out. And Ulfric's good at it. For all the things that are wrong with Ulfric, the fact remains, there was many many more things right with him. He simply wouldn't have survived if he wasn't truly exceptional.
You have a really beautiful description here: Dyce looked at Ulfric. His face was underlit by the flames, which threw into relief the lines and scars on his face, and lit the hollows beneath his high cheekbones. Ulfric earned every one of those scars, and he's not going to hide them. Not that he could, but the ownership is key.
And just when Dyce is ready to write Ulfric off, he shows yet another part of himself, (and 'Shows" really is the word here) and tells him to nurse his wounds. Yes, Ulfric needs Dyce at his peek to be of use to him, but he didn't need to show such kindness. I swear, he's got more sides to him than a Diamond has facets.
Loved the line about Ulfric sneaking up on Dyce. Again, more than the weight of its words.
What does it mean that I went to a kinky place too when Ulfric said he wanted to 'test their thu'ums?' I think they might as well pull out the measuring tape while they're at it. Check length, girth, etc.
It was not lost on me that Ulfric's method of Thu'um dueling is Dyce's usual method of fight. Duck and cover, with sneaky, precise hits. For once, the tiny Breton is the huge Hulk in the fight, and the massive Nord is the tiny bantamweight. And that's just fucking fantastic. Because it's not just you switching their roles up, it's you showing that THEY can switch their roles up.
And then, just to show it wasn't a fluke, you bring in a Dragon, and they go back to their usual roles- Dyce is attacking from behind while Ulfric's leading a frontal charge. You're a fucking madman. Seriously, you write like a motherfucker.
Two things I kind of want to see (but might not get, and that's okay) is one, Ulfric watching Dyce absorb a Dovahsil, because, really, that's what seperates the men from the boys. And I realized (and I think you're going here) Dyce just used a shout Ulfric wouldn't know. He would never have even heard of it. The Greybeards didn't have Dragonrend, and so they couldn't teach it to him. What does Ulfric make of that?
I love that Ulfric is the one person Dyce can play with shouts with- and while this was testing, it was also playing. Something niether of them get to do enough of and both need badly.
Considering how well these two fight together, I can't wait to see how well they fuck together. I doubt I'll have to wait long.:D
So, my Dyce!anon. I knew this was going to be excellent, but it's coming together even better than I had dreamed. And you're not even close to being done, are you? I LOVE a man with stamina! Oh baby! Give me more!
Re: What's a Thief to a King? M!DB/Ulfric 18/??
(I'm loving having this little Dyce feast. So good!)
So, we start with the close of the serious conversation from the last section. And with it comes some important insights. Yes, of course Ulfric is trying to figure out Dyce just the way Dyce is trying to figure him out. And Ulfric's good at it. For all the things that are wrong with Ulfric, the fact remains, there was many many more things right with him. He simply wouldn't have survived if he wasn't truly exceptional.
You have a really beautiful description here: Dyce looked at Ulfric. His face was underlit by the flames, which threw into relief the lines and scars on his face, and lit the hollows beneath his high cheekbones. Ulfric earned every one of those scars, and he's not going to hide them. Not that he could, but the ownership is key.
And just when Dyce is ready to write Ulfric off, he shows yet another part of himself, (and 'Shows" really is the word here) and tells him to nurse his wounds. Yes, Ulfric needs Dyce at his peek to be of use to him, but he didn't need to show such kindness. I swear, he's got more sides to him than a Diamond has facets.
Loved the line about Ulfric sneaking up on Dyce. Again, more than the weight of its words.
What does it mean that I went to a kinky place too when Ulfric said he wanted to 'test their thu'ums?' I think they might as well pull out the measuring tape while they're at it. Check length, girth, etc.
It was not lost on me that Ulfric's method of Thu'um dueling is Dyce's usual method of fight. Duck and cover, with sneaky, precise hits. For once, the tiny Breton is the huge Hulk in the fight, and the massive Nord is the tiny bantamweight. And that's just fucking fantastic. Because it's not just you switching their roles up, it's you showing that THEY can switch their roles up.
And then, just to show it wasn't a fluke, you bring in a Dragon, and they go back to their usual roles- Dyce is attacking from behind while Ulfric's leading a frontal charge. You're a fucking madman. Seriously, you write like a motherfucker.
Two things I kind of want to see (but might not get, and that's okay) is one, Ulfric watching Dyce absorb a Dovahsil, because, really, that's what seperates the men from the boys. And I realized (and I think you're going here) Dyce just used a shout Ulfric wouldn't know. He would never have even heard of it. The Greybeards didn't have Dragonrend, and so they couldn't teach it to him. What does Ulfric make of that?
I love that Ulfric is the one person Dyce can play with shouts with- and while this was testing, it was also playing. Something niether of them get to do enough of and both need badly.
Considering how well these two fight together, I can't wait to see how well they fuck together. I doubt I'll have to wait long.:D
So, my Dyce!anon. I knew this was going to be excellent, but it's coming together even better than I had dreamed. And you're not even close to being done, are you? I LOVE a man with stamina! Oh baby! Give me more!