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M/F!DB/Cicero - Blowjob

[(Anonymous)]

I'd like to see DB giving Cicero a blowjob and enjoying it thoroughly. Bonus points if it happens somewhere public and he has to try to contain all the delicious, little noises.

A!A doesn't mind whether DB is a man or a woman, but I'd prefer either a human or a mer.

Re: M/F!DB/Cicero - Blowjob

[(Anonymous)]

Hell yes, seconded!

M!Breton DB/Farkas (Specifically Dyce)

[(Anonymous)]

Because I believe that even shameless Smut should be done properly.

Hence, a Prompt: Back in Redemption Dyce lists some of the people he loves.
“Erik,” he said. “Vex. Rune, Farkas, Calder-” We know Erik, Vex, Rune and Calder's stories. But we don't know the big guy.

And frankly, that's a crime. Because, think about it, the biggest, strongest, sweetest, and Biggest companion with Dyce? Hell, I'd read a story with the two of them going shopping, forget about fucking, because Damn, they are so well matched personality-wise.

PLUS! There's the bonus of Vilkas grumbling in the corner, because he's not getting any! (And you know the only reason he's not getting any is because of himself Oh, Vilkas, you are your own worst enemy)

So, I want a big, huge, brutish, sweetheart of a man just having a marvelous time with a tiny, redheaded, sweetheart of a Dragonborn. I want laughs, I want size kink, I want voice kink, And I want teasing- because Damn it, Dyce comes too easily and he needs to get drawn out a little (Dear God I read these stories way too much)

But of course, I'll take anyhting Dyce!anon feels like posting, because he's so damn awesome.

If you need a plot bunny, I have some suggestions:
1) There is something to be said for exploring Farkas's basic character conflicts. In Kodlak's journal he talks about Farkas's fortitude and how he's untroubled by giving up his transformations to his beast form. He also talks about Farkas being kind hearted. In short, he's an amazingly nice guy. And yet, when he gives you jobs for the Companions, it's usually to intimidate someone, and then he comments about how it's 'Fun beating up on someone.'

Why is he a nice guy who likes to beat up on people? (And maybe that's a guy thing, I don't know) Also, why is he so untroubled about Werewolf side?

2) What happens when Dyce finds out the Circle are all Werewolves? Because, I see some serious humor potential there.

3) I don't know Dyce's personal timeline as to when he does what quests, but if he's joined the companions before the Mercer drama, he might not be far enough along with them, (Especially if he's not too prompt on doing the Companion jobs) to have done the whole werewolf thing. Now, a Dyce that recently got out from under Nocturnal is going to have an interesting reaction when he's offered the 'Blessing of Hircine' right? It might make him reallty, really motivated to find a cure for his brothers in the circle.

tl:dr version: Dyce and Farkas- Go!

Now, for the patient waiting (Camping) part.

Re: M!Breton DB/Farkas (Specifically Dyce)

[(Anonymous)]

I totally could see Dyce turned on and having him and Farkas get it on in the middle of Dustman's Cairn right after the "Incident" Lol!

Could be why Farkas is so ..... impassioned at the initiation ceremony?

M!DB/Aela

[(Anonymous)]

The DB is completely in love with Aela, she's beautiful, kind, strong, smart and so much more.
However Aela is devoted to Skjor.
Whether Aela and Skjor are actually in a relationship is up to A!As but I would like, whatever the circumstance, the DB believing Aela would be better with Skjor.
So instead he goes above and beyond just to make Aela smile and be happy.
If Aela ends up with the DB is up to A!As

All my internets if it takes place post Skjor's death, I don't know how it would work but I have faith in you A!As!

F!DB/Maven Black-Briar: "Always In Charge"

[(Anonymous)]

I haven't seen any FDB/Maven and there isn't enough femslash on here so here goes...

The DB complains to Mercer about the Thieves Guild living in Maven's pocket. Maven finds out and punishes the DB accordingly.

I imagine (and would love to read) Maven loving a bit of BDSM...extra points if she's really cruel ;)

Preferably human DB and a dub-con tone throughout.

ANYONE WHO FILLS THIS WILL HAVE MY ETERNAL LOVE!

Re: F!DB/Maven Black-Briar: "Always In Charge"

[(Anonymous)]

... oh gosh.
Nonny, are you me?
Seconded~

F!DB and F! Thieve's Guild Member

[(Anonymous)]

So, let's suposse a lass from the Thieve's Guild (Karliah/Vex/Sapphire) tries to steal from the DB's home while she's asleep, but she gets caught while infiltrating, and... a way of forgiving the intrusion would be some sweet sexy time :)

If this is filled, I would very much like the DB to be human or elven. Everything else would be left to the A!A's fingers.

Re: F!DB and F! Thieve's Guild Member

[(Anonymous)]

ooo do this with saphire please! :D

M!DB/Human!Barbas. Alternate take on A Daedra's best friend.

[(Anonymous)]

You would have thought that after the Umbra/Umbriel debacle, that Clavicus Vile would have learned not to invest too much of his power into his toys or minions.

But as we can see in his quest in Skyrim, he hasn't because whilst he's separated from Barbas, he's stuck in his shrine. Which to me says that Barbas is essentially Vile's power.

So at the end of A daedra's best friend, Clavicus takes Barbas back, just long enough to reclaim all of his power, then kicks Barbas out in a human form a la Redguard. His parting words to the Dragonborn before he legs it with the Rueful Axe consist of "You like the mutt so much, he's yours now, i'll see you when you die Barbas."

Now the Dragonborn has a daedra's human shaped minion/aspect to look after, because it's kind of his fault he's mortal-ish now. And there is much smut. Kinky smut, but not of the bathroom kink variety.

By Human i mean mortal by the way, so any man/mer is an option. Maybe even Khajiit, but no argonians. Otherwise go nuts.

[(Anonymous)]

In the aftermath, when the Eye of Magnus was removed I was given the Archmage's quarters. I felt like an intruder.

Then I opened a dresser drawer.

And found the Amulet of Mara.

And my heart broke.

In my headcannon, Savos and Mirabelle were great friends. He's naturally powerful, an absolute genius, but still frightened of making the mistakes that cost him his fellows. She's quick, witty, sharp and can run a College full of Mages in a way that they don't immolate themselves.

In my head, they've been good friends. They've had a laugh and are very interested in each other. But for at least a decade neither of them ever had the balls to say, "Fancy a drink?"

But he still kept the amulet.

Smut, friendship or Gen anon. All I have to offer is a slightly shabby soul.

Savos Aren/ Mirabelle unrequited?

[(Anonymous)]

In the aftermath, When the Eye of Magnus was returned, I was poking around in the Archmage's quarters and I felt like an intruder in another's house.

Then I opened a dresser drawer.

And found the Amulet of Mara.

And my heart broke.

In my headcannon Savos and Mirabelle were great friends. He's naturally powerful, an absolute genius, but still frightened of making the mistakes that cost him his fellows. She's quick, witty, sharp and can run a College full of Mages in a way that they don't immolate themselves.

In my head, they've been good friends, Have a laugh and very interested in each other. But for at least a decade neither of them ever had the balls to say, "Fancy a drink?"

Re: Savos Aren/ Mirabelle unrequited?

[(Anonymous)]

I think this prompt broke my heart. ;_;

DB

[(Anonymous)]

So the dragonborn's home from Sovengarde and it was beautiful, but guess what? The dragonborn's soul is overpromised already to a daedric lord or two. Or even three!

But what if DB's warrior spouse/love interest doesn't know about those pesky promises and is dreaming of an afterlife in Sovengarde with their best beloved?

Does DB tell? Does the spouse/LI find out, and if so, does it matter to him/her? And then what?

Hot or cuddly, angsty or loving, any pairing, any race(s)--whatever a lovely A!A wants, because there are no squicks or triggers for this OP.

Re: DB's Overpromised Sou

[(Anonymous)]

Meant to say, DB's Overpromised Soul in the title.

The Madgod must have nudged my arm and made me hit the enter key. Yeah. That's it.

Another Midas Day!

[(Anonymous)]

Another Midas Day!

Long Prompt
So funny story – last night playing skyrim I was at Lakeview manor storing stuff. As companions I have Vigilance the war dog and Seranna. (I was working on the DG Qwest chain) At my house is a carriage driver Gunjar a bard Llewellyn my housecarl Rayya and I made Marcurio as my Steward. I have a daughter whose name is Lucia and a son named Blaise. Lucia has a pet Frost Spider and Blaise has a pet Dawn guard Dog. (Both children are equipped with frost steel daggers) My character is married to Vilkas and I had a glitch where Ria apparently hung around my house. LOL – I think she is trying to get Vilkas to hook her up with Farkas.

OK so Now – I leave my house and hear a “Hail Sithis” We are attacked by an Argonian Black Hand Member (I haven’t killed them yet) while fighting the assassin 4 bandits come out and attack. Along with a traveling vampire and some mistfire vampires. THEN we are also attacked by an ELDER DRAGON. While darting between bandits and Vampires Around the side of the house there’s a GIANT attacking my cow!

And the spider, dog, and 2 children are killing a Drauger! (Where did that come from)

(At this point I am laughing asking who sent out the invitations and to kill the courier for sending them to the wrong people.)

Needless to say –the entire household was fighting and we won with no losses but I fell over laughing.

Afterwards all I get is complaints about the weather, can I sing something, Hey momma, Hello Love, Yes my Thane, I killed a bear, and Where do you want to go. Marcurio just started to mine1 (WTF Lol)

How can everyone be so nonchalant?

BTW I’m totally giving all my housecarl and stewards a raise and moving the kids to Whiterun to be trained by the companions Lol!

Can someone write this out it was terribly amusing?

Re: Another Midas Day!

[(Anonymous)]

This would make for such a fun crack-fill. I can't write to save my life, otherwise I'd give it a go.

Reminds me of why I never build Lakeview. The location is beautiful BUT it's one of the most attacked homes from what I've read. Bad neighborhood, I guess. The necromancer down the hill near the sacrificial altar should have been the first clue.

In my experience Windstad Manor in Hjaalmarch is one of the most peaceful places to raise a family! Sure, it's a creepy swamp but it's eerily beautiful and has a spectacular view of Solitude in the distance. The most to worry about is the dead Draugr that occasionally spawn on my lawn.

Punshment for a General!

[(Anonymous)]

I want to see some kink with Tullius and a DB (Prefer Human)

Het or Slash ok as well as multiple fills.

Bonus:
Bondage with a submissive Tullius (Maybe punishment for Helgen)

Bonus for a menage with Rikke

No Bathroom stuff and no NON-Con

DUb-Con ok.

Delvin/Case

[(Anonymous)]

I would love to see Delvin and Case going on a “Tomb Raid” Maybe Blackreach?

These two make me Squee.
LOL

Would love to see Fluffy Lemons and Hijinks.

Tales of Falkreath: The Book

[(Anonymous)]

So Falkreath is both one of the most interesting and boring Holds out there.On the one hand it's a tiny village that seems to be under constant attack by Dragons and other creatures.But on the other hand there's a lot of history surrounding Falkreath and it's vital to Skyrim for its lumber.

So i wrote a few short stories called Tales of Falkreath about some of the characters that live or pass through Falkreath.It's set in my own headcanon where my Breton Dragonborn Galen helped the Stormcloaks expel the tyrannical Empire.

Out of the six Tales of Falkreath stories i've written.This is probably my favorite.

Enjoy!

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Rowan drew the bowstring back. Took a deep breath and let the arrow fly. The world stopped for a second before the deer fell over onto its back.

“Good shot!” Kohl exclaimed from a few feet away. Rowan smiled and pushed a lock of dark black hair out of her eyes. The Breton hunter blushed, quickly turning to run over to the deer. She helped Kohl move the animal onto their cart and they took off towards their small camp nestled near the bluff overlooking Evergreen Grove. Falkreath was a quiet Hold. With the Stormcloaks cracking down on bandits the roads had become safe. Kohl dropped the cart at the edge of their camp and lit the fire that sat between their two tents. He moved the animal carcass towards the fire and began to skin it. Rowan took a second look at the tall Nord. He was rather clean-shaven for a Nord, claiming that his father was a high-ranking merchant in Whiterun. He claimed that he grew tired of the Imperial War College in Cyrodil and moved home to be a hunter. The two had met in The Rift when several giant spiders attacked her; Kohl rescued her before sharing that days catch. Rowan stashed her bow and went to look out over the wilderness. As she scanned the tree line she turned her gaze down, seeing a small tent by the pond at the base of bluff. It wasn’t uncommon to see other hunters; Falkreath Hold was a hub for hunting activity. She scanned and saw a figure in black robes floating in the water. The water around the figure red with blood.

“Hey!” Rowan cried. She grabbed her sword and started for the hill. “Someone’s been murdered!” Kohl followed her down the bluff, his bow in hand. Rowan pulled the body from the half sunken ruin and inspected him. He was Dunmer, wearing black robes, probably a mage. A knife buried deep in his chest, a peaceful look on his face.

“Should we report it?” Rowan asked looking up at the Skyrim native.

“To who?” Kohl shrugged. “This guy was out here alone judging by his camp. For all we know he could’ve been a rogue mage”. Rowan looked back to the body.

“We should at least bury him”. The two returned to their camp to retrieve a shovel and Kohl dug a small grave a few feet from his camp. He grabbed a log of firewood the Dunmer mage had in his camp and stuck it in the ground over the disturbed ground. Both were silent before moving on. Kohl and Rowan went over the man’s camp. He carried very little on him. A few minor provisions, several books the two hunters could make nothing of, and several ingredients. Kohl stashed the ingredients in the mage’s knapsack, telling Rowan that they could sell it when they returned to Falkreath. They were about to return to their own camp until a deep black book caught Rowan’s eyes. The Breton picked up the book, finding no title. She opened the cover and saw strange writing. The letters looked somewhat like the writing on the ancient Word Walls that dotted Skyrim.

“What?” Rowan asked upon hearing Kohl muttering.

Tales of Falkreath: The Book (Part 2)

[(Anonymous)]

“I didn’t say anything” Kohl shook his head. Rowan shrugged, guessing it was the wind and continued flipping through the pages. The pages seemed as if they would fall apart any minute yet the cover seemed new. Rowan closed the book abruptly and took the book with her as the two trudged up the hill. Upon returning to their camp, Kohl made a light dinner of rabbit stew so as to sell the deer they bagged that day. As the sun disappeared, the fire from their camp illuminated the area around them. Kohl stared blankly at the fire, strumming on his prized Imperial Lute, while Rowan flipped through the book from before. Although she couldn’t read the ancient text the words seemed…. soothing. She knew some had learned the old languages of the dragons and made use of the power of The Voice but it took years to master. Only two people in recent history had mastered The Voice; Ulfric Stormcloak and the Dragonborn. She came upon a set of vertically scrawled lines and dashes no different than the rest of the words but something took her aback. The word seemed to stand out to her. Rowan closed the book with so much apparent force that Kohl was surprised. Rowan stood up, rounding the fire and standing before Kohl. Silently she stripped off her hide armor until she was in her small clothes. Kohl looked and confused. Rowan placed her hands on the side of his face and brought their lips together. Why was she doing this? She had feelings for the burly Nord but she was never one to act on her feelings? Kohl put his arm around her and dragged the two back towards his tent.

The next morning sunlight drifted through the hide tent. Kohl buried his nose on Rowan’s next. His breath waking her up.

“Good morning” he said happily. “Now that you’re done ravishing me, mind telling me what brought that on?” Rowan was silent. She didn’t know.

“I mean I know you’ve lusted for me since the day we met” Kohl smiled. “But that wasn’t something I’d expect you to do”. Rowan leaned up to look at Kohl.

“And what do you expect me to do?” she whispered.

“I don’t know” Kohl said bringing his lips closer to hers. “Steal glances at me for a few months, hoping I got the message”. Rowan chuckled and kissed him.

“Skyrim is different than High Rock” Kohl said pulling back. “If you want someone, you ask them. There’s no tradition that says the man must ask the female”. Rowan placed her hand on his chest.

“Come on” she patted his chest. “We have to get up. Got to get this haul to town”. Kohl nodded reluctantly and helped the Breton into her clothes. The two ate quickly, this time sitting next to each other, and packed up their camp. Kohl volunteered to pull the wagon with their catch.

“So what’s up with you and that book?” Kohl asked after several minutes of silence. “You were bent over that thing all night”. Rowan smirked.

“I wasn’t bent over it all night….” she said seductively. Kohl chuckled.

“I mean it’s just an old book. We should probably give it to Zaria when we get back to town”. Rowan frowned and looked down at the book cradled in her arms.

“I like it” she said. “It’s my own little piece of history”. A few hours later they pulled into Falkreath, the sun setting in the distant. Kohl stopped the cart right outside of Gray Pine Goods and rushed in to stop the two Nord owners from closing. Rowan sat down on the boardwalk in front and opened the book, scanning the ancient text.

F!DB/Idolaf Battle-Born

[(Anonymous)]

Why is there NO Idolaf Battle-Born on here? That man makes a skirt look all kinds of manly!

To be honest, I'm happy to just read any smut involving our F!DB and Idolaf (though I would love it if she was all sassy about his 'skirt' and he was all gruff and offended)

If anyone fills this...well, then they shall have my heart!

M!DB/M!LI - "It's a love story"

[(Anonymous)]

So. Tell me about my DB’s love life.

The LI of your choice meets the DB; DB helps the LI and the city LI lives in with some of their issues and becomes the hero and thane of the city. The LI suspects the DB is just doing it for the money but is starting to fall a little bit in love with the DB anyway. Then the DB goes off to do some killing and raiding and looting and the LI doesn’t hear from him in months. Then one day the DB walks into the tavern wearing an amulet of Mara, chats his LI up and four sentences later they are engaged.


I would like to see the LI angsting about whether it’s really a good idea to marry someone they barely know and who just so happens to be the most vicious warrior/assassin/vampire/werewolf/necromancer Tamriel has ever seen. They are also worrying whether the DB even loves them or just wants to get married to get a free fuck.

What happens then? Do they get married two days later? Does insecure LI decide to call it off? Does the DB leave his LI at the altar on a whim and/or because he found someone better? (...In my playthroughs I always left my LIs at the altar the first time, just to see their reaction…)
Either way, I want it to result in sex, whether it’s a sweet, fluffy wedding night, or a rejected DB getting his revenge by raping LI in an alleyway, or a rejected LI offering his body to the DB in the hopes of winning him back, or anything in between.

+ Bonus points for inexperienced but enthusiastic virgin!LI who is simultaneously scared and aroused by the prospect of the wedding night, and ends up masturbating to the fantasy of an aggressive, dominant DB.

+ Bonus points for arrogant, cold DB who really just wants to marry because LI is hot and he wants a turn in that delectable ass, but starts to develop feelings over time.

+ Bonus points for rough, hard sex with a submissive LI that loves every second of it

+ Bonus points for interracial pairing (more drama?)


Any male DB, any male LI, any kinks you wish to include, though I would love to see some dom/sub, virginity and size kink. Con, dub-con or non-con, I don’t care. OP has absolutely no squicks, so feel free to run wild with the idea. A happy ending would be nice, but is not required.

Re: M!DB/M!LI - "It's a love story"

[(Anonymous)]

How do you like vorstag?

F!DB/M!thieves guild member

[(Anonymous)]

There was a prompt about niruin and public sexings in the cistern. This is sort of inspired by that :)

Basically the thieves guild is hard up for awhile so a lot of guild members save gold on an inn / house by sleeping in the cistern and it's consistently full up. So a thieves guild member is always slipping/squeezin in next to F!DB on the cot :)

And getting very comfy, cuddly and handsy with her (but she gets used to it)

Could be one particular member or alternate between many or a few members, all up to a!a.

BONUS if there is an instance where one member knocks another member off cot for rights to be next to DB in bed <3

Potential A!A

[(Anonymous)]

Oooh! I don't know how I haven't seen this prompt before...I love it OP!
Will get working on it straight away! I'm thinking maybe Delvin (because I love him and there needs to be more of him on here!) has a soft spot for the DB but Brynjolf is teasing him about it and decides to turn it into a competition...?

Also, do you want full on smut or just closeness?

:)

F!DB/Brynjolf – BAM. Sudden Attraction

[(Anonymous)]

So this anon never got why Brynjolf was so sexy. Okay, his voice and his ‘lass,’ but other than that? He didn’t do it for me, even though I knew everyone on here and other fan places LOVED HIM. Suddenly, while doing the questline, his sexiness just… randomly hit me.

I’d like something similar happening to our dear Dragonborn. Brynjolf keeps hitting on her and she just doesn’t want him at ALL. Until one day… poof. Now she will do anything to fuck him.

And I mean anything.

No squicks, limits, whatever.

Nothing like nearly dying... 1/?

[(Anonymous)]

Not quite a BAM sudden, but I may try a second one that's a little more sudden. Hope you enjoy.

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She struggled with her armor. The straps kept anything from coming lose and making noise, true, but it also made it nearly impossible to get into without an extra pair of hands. She growled lowly and pulled on one of the straps viciously. It didn't help anything but made her feel a little better.

Someone chuckled behind her. She didn't turn, intent on ignoring the person. The other seemed just as intent on not being ignored. "Having a problem, lass?"

She gritted her teeth. Brynjolf. Of course it would be Brynjolf. he was a good enough friend, someone she could count on to watch her back,but by the gods, why couldn't he just take no as her answer and stop flirting? "I'm fine," she growled.

"Well, that's true, but you still seem like you could use a hand. I can help, if you'll let me," his tone was playful, with a ring to it that told her he was referring to more than her armor.

"You won't if you want to keep all your fingers," she shot back. He laughed deeply.

Valrei whimpered and curled into a tight ball. Whether she was fighting off the cold wind, or the memories, she wasn't sure.

"You've done well, lass. Now, go get some rest. You look dead on your feet," Brynjolf said, frowning a little.

She nodded slowly and turned to go find an empty bed. Her foot slipped on the lick floor of the cistern and she tipped over backward. A pair of strong arms twined around her waist, pulling her back against a hard, male body. She blinked sleepily, trying to process what had just happened.

"You know, if you wanted in my arms, you could have just asked," Brynjolf murmured against her ear.

She shoved away from him with a strength that surprised him, pushing herself out of his arms violently, and falling back right into the water of the cistern. When she came up for air, she could hear the laughter of her fellow thieves. All she wanted was to drown right then, to end the embarrassment. Then, she saw Brynjolf's surprised, amused face. Maybe she would drown him instead.

...

The beds were all full. For once, all the members of their guild were home at the same time. It was kind of nice, but it made it difficult for her to find a place to crash.

"Where am I supposed to sleep?" she muttered, planting her hands on her hips.

"My bed always has room for you, lass."

She glared over her shoulder at the red head, now sitting up in one of the beds. "I'd rather sleep with a skeever, Brynjolf." She stalked toward the Flagon to sleep at one of the tables. Brynjolf's quiet laugh followed her the whole way.

Valrei wished he was with her, with his arms wrapped around her to protect her against the cold, to comfort her, maybe even more. How was it that she suddenly found herself unable to stop thinking about him? She wondered if his hands were rough and calloused from long years of use, or if they were gentle,nimble. Would his beard tickle her if - when - she kissed him? she wanted to hear him murmur "lass" in his ear, and laughed at her when she did something silly.

Why was she thinking about him? And why was she so bloody cold?

"I'll give Brynjolf your regards."

Even with the poison holding her still, she felt the knife press against her throat, felt the skin split and peel back. And then it was just pain and blood and darkness.

Delvin Mallory/MDB!Listener. Once a Brother always a Brother.

[(Anonymous)]

I feel bad for Delvin. He's clearly got a thing for Vex and it's never going to go anywhere for the poor man.

Astrid said Delvin had histroy with the Brotherhood, and Delvin mentions Mercer's betrayal is just like what happened with the Brotherhood. Which to my mind suggests Delvin used to be part of the Brotherhood.

So our Listener comes to the Ragged Flagon to outfit the Dawnstar sanctuary and witnesses Vex giving Delvin her Grave speech, and decides to console the older male with some mindblowing sex.

Because once you're a member of the Dark Brotherhood, you stay a member for life, and the family looks out for it's own.

Once a Brother always a Brother.

[(Anonymous)]

Freya tucked a lock of auburn hair behind her ear as she watched a petite blonde thief lean over an attractive older man and deal a threat that made the assassin giggle.

A large man grabbed her shoulder as she covered her mouth to stifle her laughter, she turned to face him with a raised brow. A thick accent cut her words short as the older man pulled the strange hand from her shoulder. "Dirge, you can't just go grabbin' people. Ya never know who you might piss off."

Freya chuckled and nodded as the large man rolled his eyes. "Can you blame him? I mean, look how terrifying I look." She smiled as Delvin laughed and extended his hand to an empty seat at his table.

"Was wonderin' when someone would show up. Heard what happened in Falkreath, thought the worst." Auburn hair fell over her cheek as she looked down and nodded. Delvin felt a frown pull at his lips as he called for another tankard and found himself staring as he waited. She thanked him with a smile as he slid it across the table and sat back in his chair with a sigh. "So what can I help ya with, love?"

Any trace of her sadness melted away as they discussed plans and found themselves falling into tankards. Thieves paused to ogle the assassin, only to scurry when she looked up with a raised brow.
"Odd bunch you got down here, Delvin." She chuckled as a fiery haired man looked her over before turning back to the bar.

"Not often we get such beauty down here, I'm afraid."

"She's cute. Sounds like a bitch, but she's cute." Vex glanced up as Freya gestured towards her.

"Ah, correct on both accounts. Fraid' she couldn't handle me though. "

"Fuck off, Delvin. One of these nights I'm going to jam my dagger up your..."

"Wow, she is a bitch isn't she?" The blonde thief growled as Freya rolled her eyes and let Delvin refill her tankard. "Sweetheart, I've ripped a beating heart out for less. Now shush while the grown ups talk, yea?"

The room fell silent as Freya's brow furrowed and she looked around before leaning in. "Think I'm a little of out my element here." She whispered as Delvin bellowed a laugh and rubbed the stubble on his chin.

Hours passed as she prodded him for information on his connection with the Dark Brotherhood, her eyes lit up in fascination and intrigue as he moved closer to talk without prying ears. The Flagon began to die down as the night moved on, a man swept while the blonde thief griped in a corner with another thief. "Why'd she turn you down?" She asked as she sipped from her tankard and ran her eyes down the older thief's body.

"Playin' a game, I spose' or maybe I've just lost my looks."

"No, you still have those, I assure you."

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were gettin' fresh." He winked playfully as she grinned. He brow rose as she slid a hand to his thigh and leaned closer.
"Now what would you say?" She whispered as her fingers grazed over the leather separating her from the hardening organ underneath.
He looked over his shoulder as she slid into his lap and let an arm fall over his shoulder as she traced a trail down his armored chest.

"I'd say we go someplace a little more private."

M!DB/Rune. Caught thieving and having to earn your prize.

[(Anonymous)]

The Dragonborn is said to have a fabulously powerful weapon and someone hires the thieves guild to obtain it. Rune takes the job because he's short of cash and thinks he can do it.

Unfortunately for Rune the Dragonborn is a light sleeper and has a dagger to Rune's throat before Rune can even start looking for said weapon.

The Dragonborn offers Rune a choice. He can either be handed over to the guards, or he can earn his prize by satisfying the Dragonborn sexually. Rune, being short of cash, takes option two and blows the Dragonborns mind completely. Ultimately ending up with his prize and a big sack of loot because the Dragonborn was verrry pleased.

No bathroom kinks,but that's about it.

[(Anonymous)]

The dragonborn--any race, any gender--is Thane of the Reach. Which comes with one really huge perk.

They now own the only bed that isn't made of stone in all of Markarth, and they are not above using this to attempt to pick up chicks and/or dudes.

Crack welcome.

F!DB/Marcurio

[(Anonymous)]

"Let's try not to make too much noise. I've heard that cave-ins can start that way."

Cave sexings with the apprentice mage, please and thank you. Cave-ins optional.
Con/Dubcon, no other squicks. Sweet rolls if an altmer, but any man/mer race is fine, I just need more Marcurio pr0n in my life hahaha ❤

Re: F!DB/Marcurio

[(Anonymous)]

I'd just like to say that the thought of Marcurio and an Altmer trying to out-condescend each other while having sex in a cave--oh, how precious!

Team AEDRA

[(Anonymous)]

So many team up with the Daedra today... how about the aedra get off their lazy asses and start fighting back? Especially through their chosen priests and agents. I want to see a team of Aedra priests or worshipers who fight daedra worshipers (and who are not Vigilants of Stendarr, since those are, um, mostly dead) and all things evil. Or who just want to make their presence known in Skyrim. Sort of like Companions without the whole Werewolf thing. Priest-ly, praying Companions who want to make everyone understand that you don´t have to join the Daedra to be cool and to kick ass in a fight.

Accidental team or with a classic approach of "One hero who brings them together", I don´t care - I just want to see a buch of priests and unlikely heroes fighting corruption, all things evil and protecting butterflies and cute bunnies. Something like that.

The team could be:
- Erandur (Priest of Mara)
- Danica Pure-Spring (Priest of Kynareth)
- Gelebor (technically Priest of Akatosh)
- Tyrannus (technically Priest of Stendarr)
- Brother Verulus (Priest of Arkay)

Or if you wanted to be funny, you could include Heimskr for Talos, Fjotra for Dibella, random merchant or Shahvee for Zenithar, etc. or you don´t need to use any of these suggestions and make you own team. I´m simply in the mood for unlikely heroes and aedra priest who have enough of being considered pussies and weaklings.

Re: Team AEDRA

[(Anonymous)]

All I can imagine now is Heimskr walking away from a ruin with a cross bow slung on his shoulder saying "Talos be praised, mother fucker." [insert explosion here]

Seconded.
Skyrim needs their Knights of Nine.

Poor Luaffyn.

[(Anonymous)]

In an AU where Susanna lives...

Luaffyn has a tough life. Not only is she a Dunmer singing in a Stormcloak bar, but she's close friends with Susanna, who is a total Dunmer fetishist. But, since Susanna can't get much action with Dunmer on her own because the racism works both ways, she decides to live vicariously through Luaffyn and 'arranging' encounters between Luaffyn and the dark elves Susanna wants. There is usually alcohol. It is usually drugged. Poor Luaffyn, living out someone else's sexy Dunmer fantasies.

I have no squicks except rimming, and I would love it if a Dunmer!Dragonborn was worked into this setup somehow :D

The stupidest hero who ever lived

[(Anonymous)]

Ahh, the Dragonborn. Slayer of dragons, Alduin's bane, and the most important person (so far) born to the Fourth Era! He's a Nord! He's a hero! He can Shout!

He's the dumbest motherfucker to ever save the day!

Basically, not looking for smut or anything- but would love to see some humor with a stupid DB and the shit it lands him in. Imagine a scenario where even the most stereotypical, greatsword loving, magic hating, fight first and ask questions later Nord would take a minute to sit down, and try to seriously think of a way to approach the situation tactfully and non suicidally. This guy charges in screaming with his sword drawn, and it's his companions that really must save the day.

Not looking for sex or anything, but if you managed to somehow squeeze it in, go wild~!

Younger!Brynjolf gets caught red-handed.

[(Anonymous)]

In my headcanon, Brynjolf is an attentive, remarkably talented lover, orally fixated and particularly good with his hands...but he must have learned that somewhere, right?

I picture him in his younger (18 of course) days of thievery, being too cocky (maybe he's never gotten caught before) and getting caught by someone who enjoys teaching him exactly what she likes.

Bonus points and sweet rolls for bondage/femdom, dubcon optional.
Squicks: just blood, bathrooms and beast races.

A!A here

[(Anonymous)]

Oh my goodness, how have I not noticed this prompt before?!
Consider it filled!
Should be with you soon OP!
:)