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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)

Anuin relaxed obviously, and Lucia and Blaise surged forward to pet and greet their new companion. Cautiously, Vilkas knelt down and let Rovena stroke Meeko's fur. In response, Meeko wagged his tail and licked the Wood Elf's chubby face. Only then did Vilkas let her down all the way. While the children were sufficiently distracted, Anuin and Vilkas went and sat at the table.

"You're not mad, are you?" asked Anuin, biting his lip. Chuckling, Vilkas shook his head.

"No, just surprised. We've been talking about getting a dog for awhile now, so it's not like this is completely out of the blue. He seems like a good dog."

"I'm glad," said the Wood Elf, placing his hand over his husband's. "I was worried you'd be angry for not talking about it first, but I sort of just came across the poor guy, so I couldn't exactly do that."

"Where did you find him, anyway?"

"In the woods near Solitude," answered Anuin, then he lowered his voice a bit. "I came across this little cabin, so I went to see if whoever lived there wanted to trade for some of the pelts or meat I collected that day. The owner was inside, but he was dead in his cot."

"Murdered?" frowned Vilkas. Anuin shook his head.

"Rockjoint. He had a journal next to him. The last entry mentioned leaving behind someone named 'Meeko' to take care of himself when he died, but I didn't know what it meant at the time. I took a few hours to bury the poor fellow and seal up his house in case any relatives came by. That's why I'm a day late, by the way. While I was digging, Meeko showed up, and I realized that was who the diary was talking about. I felt bad for him, and I couldn't just leave him there alone, so I took him with me to Solitude. I kind of got a bit attached somewhere along the way."

"You're such a softie," accused Vilkas, smiling as he shook his head. "Big, scary Dragonborn getting all gooey over an orphaned dog. It's kind of cute."

"It's one of my many charms," replied Anuin flippantly, preening. Vilkas barked with laughter. "Gods, I love you, you foppish twit."

"Hey, Dad?" called Blaise before Anuin could retort.

"Yes?" answered both men in unison.

"Can we take Meeko to show Uncle Farkas and Aunt Lydia?"

"Breakfast first," answered Vilkas. "Then you can."

Suffice to say, breakfast was a short, hurried affair. After wolfing down their bread and cheese, the two eldest children practically raced out the door. However, Vilkas managed to corner the two before they left. He handed Lucia a wrapped meat pie to give to their aunt and uncle, and instructed Blaise to keep an eye on Meeko and make sure he didn't jump up on Lydia. Anuin and Vilkas agreed that they would follow after Rovena had finished her breakfast and Anuin had a chance to put away his gear. Lydia was nearing the end of her pregnancy, so they liked to check up on the couple as often as they could. In fact, now that Anuin was back from his latest job for the Companions, both he and Vilkas planned to stay in Whiterun until after the baby was born.

At the table, Rovena burbled happily as she ate her diced-up pieces of venison. She still wouldn't touch anything but meat, but Anuin assured Vilkas that this was normal and healthy for a young Bosmer, and that soon they would be able to introduce her to fruits and vegetables. Vilkas was just glad his husband was such an excellent hunter; for such a little thing, Rovena could sure eat a lot.

From: (Anonymous)

OP: I'm so glad I got a post! I absolutely love this, it's honest and sweet, and exactly what I was expecting. It's nice you explored the extended family too, I enjoy seeing the dragonborn integrate himself.
And don't worry about vilkas/bosmer, i think its just coincidence... plus it's just a race. What matters is the man who marries Vilkas, isnt it?

Very much love this, hope you give me more insight to their relationship <3