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ANNOUNCEMENTS: UPDATED 12/16/2017

Happy Holidays, fellow Kinkmemers! I have returned and have no reasonable excuse for my absence except LIFE. I will be working on updating the archives. If anyone sees anything amiss, please let me know.

I am also hoping to find another Mod and an Archivist.

The more dedicated people we have in this Meme the less chance of it dying. I admit that being the sole keeper of the Meme is not great for the fandom. If something were to happen to me, for good, this place would go the way of the Fallout Kink Meme. Let's not let that happen! If anyone would be interested in Modding/Archiving, please drop me a line. Thanks! <3

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From: (Anonymous)

Motioning for Lydia again to wait, the Dragonborn turned briskly on her heel and strode away. Tullius seemed to have regained what little of his dignity remained, rising to his feet and storming after her, one hand raised, pointing at her.

"You can't just come in here and-"

He never finished the thought as the Dragonborn wheeled about and gave him a solid punch to the gut, driving the wind out of him and bending him over double. Following up with a knee to the chin that sent him into the air to land flat on his back, the Dragonborn stood over him again, her voice reverberating around the courtyard:

"I HAVE DRAGONS TO DROP-KICK AND A WORLD TO SAVE!"

Again walking to the archway out of the courtyard, the Dragonborn gave an angry wave of one hand over her shoulder to Lydia, and, with a final shout of 'Sort this out', strode to the entrance of Solitude.

From: (Anonymous)

"I HAVE DRAGONS TO DROP-KICK AND A WORLD TO SAVE!"

Anon, I am putting this on my laptop as Wallpaper! You are fantastic. I also have this image of your DB as a tiny little Breton woman, because the idea of a small woman bossing big, burly Nords and Imperials is making me giggle like a schoolgirl :D

From: (Anonymous)

The thought of a (small?) woman single-handedly physically dragging Jarl Ulfric against his will all the way from Windhelm to Solitude, over mountains, through snowstorms, is actually the funniest thing I've ever read. In fact, it is beyond epic.

From: (Anonymous)

Nah, the idea of constant interruptions to bludgeon wolves to death with his thick head or use him as a baseball bat to knock trolls into left field was funnier to me.