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Arondil/Altmer!FPC/M!Thalmor agent

(Anonymous) 2014-02-02 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
I've got this huge crush for Altmer men. And I saw there was no Arondil down there... although he seems to be a really kinky necromancer as he spent time imagining secret encounters with girls from Dawnstar and having weird experience with female corpses. So this is what I want dear anons:

An Altmer female is doind whatever the Aedras know around Yngvild and is kidnapped by this fucked-up necromancer. Arondil is having sexy times with her, but then comes a M!Thalmor agent whose mission is to take this "lost child of Alinor" to the Embassy, so that his magic skills and discovers will be used by the Thalmor (with his fellow Naris the Wicked huhuhu). But the said agent hasn't planed to find a screaming for help Altmer maid...

So what does he do? Does he kill the necromancer, save the poor maid and take her to the Embassy on his white stallion and then court her like the noblemer he is? Does he watch the nasty necromancer raping her like the pervy mer he is? Or does he knock out his fellow mer and take him to the Embassy, leaving the poor girl naked on a sarcophagus like the Thalmor agent he is?

Kinks are: non-con, voyeurism, blood play, virgin, magic, Thalmor propaganda (this kink just has to exist, and anything else you anon want.

I'd really, really love the F!PC to be an Altmer, because as a loyal Thalmor agent in Skyrim, I guess he will help his sister-in-kin to mate with her later as any Thalmor agent would do with an Alinor child. But I guess I won't sacrifice you to Meridia if she is human/beast/other mer.

I don't care about who the Thalmor agent is. Estormo, Ancarion, Ondie... Any Thalmor agent you anon want.

Please anons. I need this in my life. And Arondil needs your love.

Altmer!MNPC/Thalmor agents "The lost children of Alinor"

(Anonymous) 2014-02-02 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
You know them anon. Nelacar. Orthon. Naris the Wicked. Arondil. Kornalus. Those one are bad and rejected, but thanks to Elenwen's secret operation "The lost children of Alinor", this bunch of lonely twisted mages are coming home... and the so-called home is the Thalmor indeed.

So Elenwen sends agents all over Skyrim to search every dwemer ruins, forts, caves, tombs, houses of the goddamned country with this order: if you find a useful Altmer mage warrior, take it with you so the Dominion will use him.

Orthon, Naris, Nelacar, Arondil and Kornalus wake up in the same room at the Embassy.

Tell me their first reactions (they don't know each other and where they are) and how the Thalmor are brainwashing them, convincing them to join them (as if they got the choice hehe) and train them (torture lesson for example).

To know what the other Thalmor agents ( Ondolemar, Lorcalin, Ancarion ect.) think of them, of their past would be quite funny too! (you know you want Ondelemar giving a strange look to Arondil evoquing the sweet stinky embrace of some nord corpse)

Kinks are: humor, elven supremacy, magic, Thalmor propaganda, friendship

Chars: Elenwen, Ondolemar, Estormo, Lorcalin, Ancano, Ancarion, Sanyon, Nelacar, Orthon, Naris, Arondil, Kornalus, Valmir, Muril, Rulindil...(so many Altmers :3 )

Bonus if the Thalmor presents its new recruits at a party and that the DB recognises one of them and reacts like this "wait, I know you you filthy twisted mage!"

Double bonus if the said DB ends up on a torture rack having sexy times with this new Thalmor recruit!



Hermaeus Mora/Dragonborn

(Anonymous) 2014-02-02 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
I met with Hermaeus in Apocrypha as his Champion and while speaking to him he mentioned helping him will see you richly rewarded. Now, I know it's not obviously what I'm thinking but this is a kink meme.

Hence the proposal of Hermaeus Mora rewarding his Champion for, well, their deeds for him. Tentacles galore.

I prefer a female dragonborn but I will not be disappointed with a male if he happens to submit to the Daedric Prince. The only thing I ask is no bathroom stuff or gore. Hentai-logic is completely allowed too (bulges in stomachs, an abundance of cum, multiple orgasms).

Bonus for slaps on the ass by those random tentacles. Because what else were those things doing but that when you walk by?

Re: Hermaeus Mora/Dragonborn

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Seconded if I can't come up with something myself fast enough!

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Thalmor Deserter

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I want a story about a Thalmor who deserts the Aldmeri Dominion for any reason you like, and how the people of Skyrim react to them.

Re: Thalmor Deserter

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Completely seconding (and bookmarking for the future)

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A Nord an Orc and an Altmer Walk Into A Bar

(Anonymous) 2014-02-03 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
One orc, one Nord and one Altmer are friends. They all have massive cocks. They put these three massive cocks into one woman of any race at the same time in a night of drug and alcohol fueled hedonism, then decide it was far too enjoyable an experience to not repeat. Non con and dub con are welcomed here, but no scat or death please.

Also as a side note I really enjoy fingering, fisting, toys and breast play.

Perilous Hedonists - Part 1.1 + Summary

(Anonymous) 2014-06-04 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Summary - Sometimes one's mundane routines are preferred...

NPCs; Imperial, Orismer, Altmer, Nord
Kinks; non-con, toys, breast play, double penetration, triple penetration, group sex, facials, oral, anal, forced orgasms, fingering, fisting.
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Gemma Uriel is sick and tired of the same, tedious routine of her present life.

Rise at the crack of dawn.
Eat a meal of soggy oatmeal, stale bread and sickly goats cheese.
Do four hours of picking into walls and floors of stone to chip out wee deposits of iron.
Eat a lunch of stale bread, goats cheese, an apple and a tankard of mead on the side while bitching to Ganna, her sister, about their miserable surroundings of persistent cold weather and any new mistake her sister had made recently.
Five hours of further blistering the once smooth skin of her hands, sweating profusely in hellish heat, an annoying ache spreading across her back not suitable for such back-breaking labour.
A dinner of some vegetable or meaty stew with grilled leeks or roasted potatoes on the side.
Finished by hearty mugs of sweet mead to coax sleep to come earlier for the Imperial just so she can escape her dreary, dead-end of a life; a life brought on by her idiot sister's inane idea to start up a mill near some stupid sacred trees those daft, superstitious Nords worship. Worship her arse! Just an excuse for those backward nationalists to make any non-Nord suffer and make life that much more difficult for them so their happiness and comfort won't outmatch those fat, boar-like barbarians.

The Imperial was tasked with restocking the lanterns' candles, drowse out the torches and locking up the mine at the end of her shift. While on her last break to the Inn, Gemma caught sight of a very unusual and unlikely sight of a trio of travellers banded together.

A typical fair haired and skinned bear of a Nord, with a single braid adoring his mane of hair, complemented with a full beard an Outsider would consider uncivilised and wild. He was nondescript for Gemma's tastes to pay him much heed; a sight of a man too common and whose once exotic qualities have twisted into those of contempt. However, he did process a very warm and genuine character when he was friendly conversing with that Roggi Knot-Beard, whose own foul temper can put a troll's to shame.

The other was an intimidating brute of an Orc, who was the most unusual out of the three due to his appeal consisting of expert mage robes. His skin brought to mind of the succulent green olives Gemma loved to eat as a child, a pang of homesickness pinching at her heart. Despite his bestial appearance, especially with his kind's jagged tusks jutting out of his underbite jaw, his warm mahogany eyes show admirable intelligence and kindness. He was the one who opened the door for the Imperial once she finished her break beverage, smiling her gratitude to such a rare display of manners in the back woods of this bitter land.

The other tall specimen was in the form of a male Altmer. This one had lovely strawberry blonde hair that appeared to have been made of the finest silk with its healthy shin and tidy swept back style; a nice change from the typical flaxen hair that often rivals with his kind's golden skin. His lush green irises that bring to mind of sweet summer grass appealed to her as well. The High Elf was the most attractive, colourful and tastefully fashionable member of the trio with his fine clothes in a deathbell's shades of purple and blue. He was also the most quiet one, more of a cynical observer than the chatty participants of his two companions. It was his stare that was directed at Gemma when his Orsimer companion opened the door for her, a peculiar spark flashed in his indifferent eyes once his eyes fell upon the young Imperial. Gemma shivered from the memory of seeing such heated interest from the uptight and pompous elf.

Maybe he is a wealthy merchant who hired the Steel armoured Nord and the Orismeri mage to escort him across these hostile, frozen lands rife with unfriendly creatures and bandits. It makes more sense than the three actually travelling together, especially since the elf's attire is highly inappropriate for passing through the likes of Skyrim.

Author's Note...

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kid!DB Fluff

(Anonymous) 2014-02-03 04:04 am (UTC)(link)

Prompt requirements: Fluff. Lots of fluff. Heartwarming fluff that serves as a palette cleanser after reading them kinks.

DB is a child. Gender doesn't matter, but anon prefers girls.

DB goes through main storyline regardless of the age difference.

What makes kid!DB does differently is that DB's pure heart and kindness makes him/her too adorable for anyone to handle. Not even Alduin, Sanguine, or Ulfric is safe. Soon everyone is wrapped around kid!DB's finger.

Every encounter with kid!DB and a major character needs readers to go "awww" complete with WAFF.

Prompt is open for anyone to fill and will remain open. I want this prompt to be the central "go-to" place for all your fluff and WAFF needs!

F!DB/M!NPC: Stalking, biding time

(Anonymous) 2014-02-03 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
Can I see one of the M!NPCs having an obsessive thing for the DB? Ever since he's met her, he's wanted her-- in a creepy, all consuming way that's not going to take no for an answer. But M!NPC knows that, in order to fully possess and love her, he's got to wait for the right moment. Depending on who the M!NPC is (Ulfric, Mercer, Ancano, Harkon, etc.), that moment might be something as simple as manipulating the DB or even attempting to imprison her.

Meanwhile, the F!DB is flailing along with her life, pissing off all of Skyrim (and likely all of Tamriel), oblivious to the M!NPC and his plotting. F!DB is the kind of person (or mer) that, should you place a giant red button in front of her with a sign saying DO NOT PRESS, will press the damn button because, damn it, she's going to see what all the fuss is about. She's the last person you'd imagine some broody villain having an obsession over; she's too incompetent at life to really garner that kind of attention.

Basically, I'm looking for some sort of dark comedy, with a sinister M!NPC moving in on an oblivious F!DB that manages, inadvertently, to botch all of the M!NPC's attempts to trap her. Until the end, that is.

Preference: Breton or Wood Elf DB, though I'd be fine with any other races, should the author prefer.
Also, if M!NPC were to be Mercer or Harkon, I would be even happier!

Re: F!DB/M!NPC: Stalking, biding time "Stalking the Dragonborn" (Mercer/F!DB) 1/?

(Anonymous) 2014-02-04 04:00 pm (UTC)(link)
The first time he saw her was in Windhelm. She was chatting with some Dark Elves—interesting. Well, thought Mercer as he lounged in the shadow of a doorway, perhaps not that interesting. She was, after all, a Breton, not a Nord, so perhaps she lacked the innate prejudice of the city-dwellers. He could tell that from her size and coloring—pure Hammerfell, if he remembered correctly. Dark curls to the middle of her back, curvy figure barely contained by her leathers—and that voice.

He shifted, his hand stroking his cock through his leathers. He could imagine her bent over, that velvety voice cooing out moans and pants as he plundered her secrets like the thief he was. In his mind’s eye he saw her, pale and naked and completely at his whim—he swallowed the curse that threatened to spill from his lips as he continued to stroke himself, though how he’d managed to open his leathers without noticing was not something he was going to contemplate. Only a few more strokes and he tucked himself back, sated. The chill air of Windhelm brought him back to himself and he watched her hurry off, all swaying hips and bouncing breasts.

He would have her. He just had to figure out who she was.

Oddly, that part proved far easier than he expected. She was the Dragonborn. And seen by more than a few people as borrowing more trouble than she needed to. Interesting. The mercenaries she hired all came back far richer than they had left but with a trail of stories of the Dragonborn venturing into places no sane creature would just to satisfy her curiosity. It seemed if there was a chain that needed pulling or a button pushed, it was impossible to keep the woman from doing exactly that.

Dragonborn/Thalmor Agent; Hiding

(Anonymous) 2014-02-03 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
This seems to be becoming the Thalmor page... Not that I'm complaining, far from it..

Anyways, I was on a couple of forums a few nights ago and was reading up on a distinct amount of hatred for the Aldmeri Dominion. Like a ridiculous amount, full of Thalmor hunters and massacres at the Embassy and such so I actually thought it might be interesting to see if Skyrim turned the tables on the Thalmor. Like if Ancano being killed by the Dragonborn/PC set off a hoarde of people fighting back which eventually leads to a lot of them being on the run.

I guess what I'm looking for is desperate times for a Thalmor agent, like Ondolemar or Ancarion, etc. Maybe they have to hide in an old tomb now to try to even conduct business or try and live in disguise. Either way, they're being hunted and are constantly on the run when the dragonborn comes across them and proposes a deal to house them secretly IF they bend to them. And they don't have much choice of refusal in the matter.

I'm not really looking for much humiliation, as hot as that is, but maybe a sort of situation where said Agent becomes grateful to the dragonborn and willingly begins to bend as time goes on. Sort of falling in love with their host and the dragonborn maybe being 'lol sure whatever' or interested in this prospect of having a Thalmor lover. Whichever one fancies. Whether or not the Agent is eventually exposed or something is up to the author but please no heavy death (or any bathroom stuff).

Thanks~!

Thieves Guild Lovin' - Rune/Sapphire

(Anonymous) 2014-02-03 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
A hook-up, maybe after DB has taken over. Could include their backstories.

No non-con.

Otherwise, no limits - have fun!

F!Altmer/M!Breton

(Anonymous) 2014-02-03 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay, so far there are plenty of F!BretonPC + M!AltmerNPC pairings on here.

So... What I really would like to propose it you dear potential writers, is a Altmeri woman dominating her new interest of a Breton man.

I think it's just high time that the Altmer women have a bit of fun with the mongrel race's males - hell, they want in on the action too of those short, adorable and sinfully-sexy Bretons. Wouldn't surprise me that they would want to dominate and just fuck the brains out of a male.

Major chance here for Dominatrixes!

This can be between DB/NPC or PC/PC or NPC/NPC.

Dub-con and Non-con are welcome as much as Con.

Kinks: Nipple play, begging, supremacy talk, dirty talk, dominance struggle, BSDM, Piercings, oral, (optional) pegging, erotic whipping (like not gorey), orgasm denials, sensual torture, magic enhancing, sensitive ears

Squicks: Blood-play, gore, death, necrophilia, true torture, body disfigurement, scat.

Have fun~

First-Time Sex Any/Any

(Anonymous) 2014-02-03 04:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Let's have some first time sex between two lovers. That's it. They can be virgins or not.

Anyone and any race is welcome. Newly married couples, femslash, slash, crackships *cough*Ancano/Mirabelle*cough* and so forth.
No squicks except bathroom stuff.

Re: First-Time Sex Any/Any

(Anonymous) 2014-02-03 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
I know it wasn't me who wrote this, but I could almost see myself typing this, especially the Ancano/Mirabelle part.

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The Sticks [Tags + Summary]

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Threesome with two guys - M/F/M

(Anonymous) 2014-02-03 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't see many threesomes on here anymore and I find them totally hot. I'd love for a female dragonborn, human or mer, getting dominated by two guys. It can be Farkas and Vilkas, two Thalmor Agents, Ulfric and Galmer, Brynjolf and Mercer, whoever. As long as its two guys on one girl and with their attention all on her.

Kinks: Dominate men, multiple orgasms, loud sex, double penetration, plenty of oral
Squicks: Toilet things, Gore, Non-con

Re: Threesome with two guys - M/F/M

(Anonymous) 2014-02-04 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
Seconding. And thirding.

i'd try writing it myself but i feel like i need to do some uh...research first

F!ForswornDB/Ondolemar

(Anonymous) 2014-02-03 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
I need more Forsworn/Thalmor kink in my life anons.

A jealous, dominative, possessive and obsessed Ondolemar kept a DB forsworn girl locked in his room and attempts to civilize her.

The DB is a Breton Forsworn girl with all that it involves: sexy armor, a Mehrunes Dagon leve in conjuration and destruction magic, a small size... And racial issues.

So when she first steps in this big stone-built city and bumps into Thongvor Silver-Blood, she is dragged to Jarl Ingmund and accused of "terrorism". Her sentence? A close combat with the Nord that will end with only one of them standing.

To the court surprise, the girl wins, but got serious wounds and faint. Guess who comes to heal the poor young savage? Our beloved Justiciar Ondolemar, that was hidden in the shadows and smiling the whole time! Why would he help her you say? Because he hates that Thongvor, his goddamn family and is quite intrigued by the Forsworn girl as she is a powerful little thing, the Dragonborn (on what he's heard) and a Forsworn with plenty fellow who'll be ready to cut the throat of any of those Talos worshippers who'll come to them if they could.

But if he wants to use her for the Thalmor, he has first to educate, civilize. He'll teach her absolutely EVERYTHING (if you see what I mean) and punish her (for the Dominion of course) if she doesn't mind her manners.


Kinks are: size difference, punishment, obsession, possession, whipping, racism, dirty talk, rough sex, virgin...

Bonus if Ondelemar is spying the DB having a bath. (Need this if my life)

Double bonus if Ondolemar is jealous of how close the F!DB is with Argis, the only Nord the girl seems to appreciate in Markarth (maybe she's in love with him and Ondie can't stand that?)

Please anon. Please.

Re: F!ForswornDB/Ondolemar

(Anonymous) 2014-02-10 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm working on this right now! It might take me awhile to get the first couple of parts up but it shall be done. :)

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This may raise a chuckle. (nsfw link)

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The following imgur link contains a collection of 4chan "greentext" stories (YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED) written from the perspective of Skyrim characters. They're not exactly new but are giggle worthy if you're unfamiliar with them. I suppose they could count as crackfics....

p.s. mfw = My Face When

NSFW: http://imgur.com/a/I9fGL

Wylandriah's Letters

(Anonymous) 2014-02-04 11:11 am (UTC)(link)
If you look around the court mage's quarters/shop in Mistveil Keep, you'll find a note called Per Your Requests from Mirabelle Ervine. Wylandriah's known for being disorganized and a bit of a Cloudcuckoolander whenever the PC drops by, and apparently, the College gets treated to her eccentricities as well every now and then. The letter ends with, "We'd also like to thank you for sending us your notes regarding your experiments, we've all had quite a grand time reading them."

I have fallen deeply in love with the idea that this is a routine thing around the College. Everyone eagerly awaits the courier to show up carrying Wylandriah's monthly bundle of bizarre research notes and requests, and Mirabelle posts copies everywhere on the grounds or reads them out loud for everyone to enjoy. Everyone puts aside their differences for that one day and everyone gets a good laugh out of it, maybe the newest student at the College takes Wylandriah's ramblings seriously, anywhere you want to go with this.

Squicks: anything that conventionally happens in a bathroom

I can't personally imagine anything but humor and maybe some fluff rising out of this (trade you my firstborn for Mirabelle/Savos?), but if you can turn it into smut or tragedy or anything else, I am very impressed and extremely excited.

Re: Wylandriah's Letters

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OMG, yes to Mirabelle/Savos! 8D

This is a good and fun prompt, so I second this to be written!~

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Sixty-Nine

(Anonymous) 2014-02-04 02:03 pm (UTC)(link)
I looked in the past parts but I didn't see it requested.

Any two doing a sixty-nine. Bonus if one is a FEMALE Thalmor agent.

F!DB/Stenvar "Warming Up the DB" 1/? (Stenvar/F!DB)

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“If it gets much colder, I may not be able to hold a weapon,” groused Stenvar for the fiftieth time since they’d entered the cave.

Bridget frowned, looking up from the chest that she had been rummaging through. “Um, Stenvar, you are a Nord, right?”

The expression on Stenvar’s face was a mixture of outrage and disbelief. “Of course I’m a Nord!”

Bridget shook her head, a smile tugging at her lips. “Just checking. For a Nord, you sure grouse about the cold a lot,” she pointed out, blowing on her fingers to warm them before pulling her gauntlets back on. Though, she had to admit he had a point. It WAS cold.

Stenvar bit back a growl, glaring at the Breton. “I’m not the one turning blue,” he bit out.

Bridget shot a look at Stenvar and blew out a breath of exasperation. “Fine. We’ll light a fire. We’ve cleared the bandits…now it’s just a matter of gathering the loot,” she admitted, glancing around. “So, where should we bed down for the night?”

Stenvar’s blue eyes narrowed at the woman. The night? She never stayed on the road overnight—she always took a room for them at an inn or they slept in one of her houses. But it made sense, they were at least a day’s journey from the nearest town and it was getting dark outside. “There looked to be a place a little further in and off the main cavern. We could sleep there,” he added, leading the way back further into the cavern.

Bridget nodded, following the big Nord. For all his belly-aching, she liked Stenvar. He had been a good friend to her ever since she’d arrived in Windhelm and he was very good at helping her to stay alive. “So, Stenvar, have you always been so sensitive to the cold?” she teased, stepping over one of the bodies they had left in their wake.

Stenvar glared over his shoulder at the woman. “I’m no more sensitive to it than any other Nord, Bridget. But you are turning blue. If we don’t get you warmed up soon, you’ll be no good to me.”

Bridget chuckled. “Right. Lay it all on me. I’m a big girl, Stenvar, I can handle it.”

Stenvar shook his head, finally finding the branch off the main cavern he’d been seeking. The tunnel forced him to crouch slightly for fear of slamming his head into the rocky roof and he could hear Bridget huffing slightly as she hurried behind him, her packs laden with their shared goodies. Finally the tunnel opened up, dumping them into another cavern, smaller than the main one, that had been used as a camp of sorts. There were furs and bedrolls laid near a firepit replete with a cooking spit and pots. “Aye, this’ll do.”

Bridget stepped out from behind Stenvar and nodded, a smile curling across her lips. “Yes, Stenvar. It’s nice. Private. Quiet.” She stepped down towards the firepit and dropped her bags, rolling her shoulders and stretching towards the ceiling with a wince. “Almost like our own little hovel away from home.”

Stenvar watched her openly, enjoying the way her body moved beneath her clothes. He didn’t often have an opportunity to so blatantly watch her and he was enjoying it immensely. Dropping his own packs, he reached into one of the pockets of the pack and pulled out his flint. Fortunately the now dead bandits had been kind enough to provide a great deal of firewood and kindling and he soon had a cheery blaze burning in the firepit. Settling down onto a fur, he motioned to Bridget. “Come, Bridget. Warm yourself by the fire.”

Bridget nodded, settling beside the big Nord. It was nice. They didn’t do this very often, she thought tiredly, already reaching into one of her packs for some food she’d cooked earlier. She knew that she shouldn’t pass up this opportunity of a blazing fire to do more cooking but the cold and the day’s events had tired her out. Handing some of the wolf steak to Stenvar, she took a bite of her own share and chewed. “This is nice.” Her head fell against the shoulder of his armor, resting there as she stared into the fire. “You’ve been a good friend to me, Stenvar. That means a lot.”

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Stenvar looked down at the Breton leaning against him. He was glad they hadn’t tried to make it back to town—she likely wouldn’t have made ten steps before he’d have had to have carried her. Not that he would have complained—he enjoyed the few chances he had to hold her to him. “You look exhausted, Bridget. To bed with you.” He turned to one of the bedrolls, making sure that furs were stacked beneath it to give extra padding. Turning back to her, he saw her shivering. “Bridget, we need to get you into warmer clothes,” he suggested gently. He hadn’t realized that the snow that had caked her armor had soaked into the leather as it melted. “Where are your other clothes?”

Bridget’s teeth chattered as she shook her head. “Only brought my armor. Thought we would be back by nightfall,” she admitted, cheeks reddening. “I’ll be fine.”

Stenvar shook his head. Strong fingers moving with sureness, he began to unbuckle her light leather armor. “You’re going to be ill. Now stop arguing,” he ground out. Soon she was huddled in just her underthings and Stenvar swallowed a growl. “Into the bedroll. Now.”

Bridget scuttled to the bedroll, cocooning herself in the furs. Slowly the cold began to seep from her to be replaced by the warmth of the bedroll. “Thank you, Stenvar,” she muttered groggily as sleep claimed her.

Stenvar stood staring down at the sleeping Breton, shaking his head. Stripping off his own armor, he settled down on the bedroll beside Bridget, pulling the furs of his bedroll around himself. In the morning they would be on their way. And woe betide Bridget if she was under the assumption that Stenvar wouldn’t be paying closer attention to her packing from now on.

Stenvar looked down at the Breton leaning against him. He was glad they hadn’t tried to make it back to town—she likely wouldn’t have made ten steps before he’d have had to have carried her. Not that he would have complained—he enjoyed the few chances he had to hold her to him. “You look exhausted, Bridget. To bed with you.” He turned to one of the bedrolls, making sure that furs were stacked beneath it to give extra padding. Turning back to her, he saw her shivering. “Bridget, we need to get you into warmer clothes,” he suggested gently. He hadn’t realized that the snow that had caked her armor had soaked into the leather as it melted. “Where are your other clothes?”

Bridget’s teeth chattered as she shook her head. “Only brought my armor. Thought we would be back by nightfall,” she admitted, cheeks reddening. “I’ll be fine.”

Stenvar shook his head. Strong fingers moving with sureness, he began to unbuckle her light leather armor. “You’re going to be ill. Now stop arguing,” he ground out. Soon she was huddled in just her underthings and Stenvar swallowed a growl. “Into the bedroll. Now.”

Bridget scuttled to the bedroll, cocooning herself in the furs. Slowly the cold began to seep from her to be replaced by the warmth of the bedroll. “Thank you, Stenvar,” she muttered groggily as sleep claimed her.

Stenvar stood staring down at the sleeping Breton, shaking his head. Stripping off his own armor, he settled down on the bedroll beside Bridget, pulling the furs of his bedroll around himself. In the morning they would be on their way. And woe betide Bridget if she was under the assumption that Stenvar wouldn’t be paying closer attention to her packing from now on.

It was hours later and the fire had burned down so that embers glittered like rubies amidst the ashes. As the fire died, so the cold curled back around the two adventurers and with it the shivering that wracked Bridget. Blindly, she sought out the heat she could feel just at the edge of her senses, rolling towards that solid wall of heat beside her. Finally she was beside it and she sighed contentedly as she curled against the wall of heat. She had never felt so warm and safe, she thought, absently stroking her hand against the wall. The wall shifted and she suddenly found herself engulfed in arms like bands of steel. Oh, she thought with a small grin, it was one of THOSE dreams. Nuzzling, she snuggled deeper into the warmth, banishing the cold that chased the edges of her dreams.

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Lines not to cross

(Anonymous) 2014-02-05 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
Out of all the military factions in Skyrim, the Stormcloaks are the only ones I've never seen torturing prisoners. This has given rise to a minor headcanon: Ulfric may be a racist warmonger with a terrible temper and blind spots you could drive a semi truck through, but he doesn't condone torture (for understandable reasons!). And he has made damn sure that all his officers know there'll be hell to pay if they do. Can I get fic dealing with this idea? Go wherever you like with it.

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(Anonymous) 2014-02-07 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
Yup yup yup I want it.

I have no time for other fills someone please make this a thing. Or I'll be sad.

plz don't make me and OP sad

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m/m, orc/imperial, dubcon

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A handsome and somewhat naive imperial priest (original characters very welcome) from one of the cities or Cyrodiil decides to visit one of Skyrim's orc strongholds as a missionary, with fantasies of saving their daedric worshipping souls. But this is the kink meme, so you know how well this goes!

My firstborn is yours for a scene with restraints and the imperial helplessly riding the orc chief's lap, facing the other men present so they can get an eyeful of his cock steadily betraying him without even being touched. Let's see whose ways are stronger now, human!

Yes please: humiliating talk, bondage, anal, slow fucking, bottoms with neglected and desperate cocks, rimming, and lots of cruelly gentle mouthing and fondling of the rest of his body by that big strong brute of an orc.

No thanks: blood, pain, bathroom stuff, or any flavor of dubcon darker than the sexy unrealistic fantasy kind.

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This prompt is incredibly hot. I hope someone writes it.

Potential A!A here...

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Burning of King Olaf - orgy??

(Anonymous) 2014-02-05 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
Has there been a fill regarding the Solitude festival descending into drunken debauchery and orgies? Would be nice to see some unexpected pairings!

Could be really hot if there is an surrogate "Olaf" (M/F) that the crowds get to dominate.



Dibellan ritual.

(Anonymous) 2014-02-05 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
So, after the quest "the Heart of Dibella" the DB is instructed to prostrate themselves before the altar, after which they gain a damage bonus against members of the opposite gender.

This being the temple of Dibella, i can't help but imagine the DB having to do it naked, and more then likely being "attended" by the priestesses.

Im basically looking for a big fun orgy here.

Bonus for Female DB.

Double bonus for the ritual calling fprth an aspect of Didella, either as a physical person or a kink of spirit.

"The 5-point Diabellan Ritual" minifill

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Jarli was on her knees, naked in the temple. The High Priestess made her drink a strange liquid from a large goblet. She felt warm and a little light-headed, but not unpleasant. Now, she was supposed to lay prostrate, and await the Goddess's blessing. She laid face down, arms out straight and legs spread as the priestesses instructed.

Suddenly she felt a wet probe on her bottom. Then hands holding her arms and legs down, the drink making her languid. The probing increased, moving passed the mounds of her rear to the pinky button of her ass. She could hear chanting as a wet flicking to and fro stimulated her ass, making her hips buck and her legs spread wider. The wetness from her sex coming quickly now as what must be a tongue pressed against her knot, forcing entry and spasms of pleasure. She moaned out, uncontrollably moving as the tongue pressed deeper.

She was then brought to standing. She could feel her ass being lapped, but now a priestess knelt in front of her, a second tongue seeking her soaking pussy and aroused clit. As she stood spread eagle, two additional priestesses licked and sucked her hard, pink nipples, hands groping her breasts. Jarli noticed the Head Priestess sitting on a throne before her, plunging a horker tusk in and out of her pussy, chanting to the ceiling.

Jarli came for over an hour in rolling orgasms, the priestesses using her body and energy to call down the Goddess. Tongues and mouths on her nipples, pussy and ass rhythmically bringing her to climax over and over again. Finally, the Head Priestess cried out in her own orgasm, bringing forth Diabella.

"Dragonborn, you must kneel before Lady Diabella and drink from her pussy. It is the only way to receive her blessing!" Dutifully, Jarli knelt, exhausted and delirious. Diabella opened her legs and held back the folds, revealing her sex. Jarli licked Diabella and shuttered in delight. A taste sweeter than honey nectar danced on her lips and Jarli was soon lappung greedily at the Goddess' golden cunt.

The High Priestess drew her back. "Easy child, too much will drive you mad. Come rest."

Jarli's 14 day ritual journey had just begun.

Cidhna Mine

(Anonymous) 2014-02-05 08:46 am (UTC)(link)
The Dragonborn uses their political connections to get the hell out of dodge and the nasty business of clearing out the Forsworn and the Silver-Bloods is left to a ragtag group of prisoners of your choosing. (I will sell my soul for a badass Orc lady just saying)

Blind!DB

(Anonymous) 2014-02-05 08:48 am (UTC)(link)
A blind DB with no superpowers whatsoever navigating the dangerous world of Skyrim.

MILF!DB + younger women

(Anonymous) 2014-02-05 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
(Age difference is one of my favourite things and so is femslash so it was only a matter of time before I prompted this I guess!)

A female DB (Nord/Imperial prefered but not required) in her 30s/40s finds she can't resist the gorgeous young women Skyrim has to offer.

So as her own personal side quest, she romps her way around Skyrim, pleasing young ladies with no/bad men in their lives.

Ladies to consider:
- Ingun Black Briar
- Fastred (adorable and very flirtatious but, oddly, only when she's married)
- Ysolda
- Brelyna

..and any others you can think of! Though if any potential A!A would only want to write one, that would be most welcome too!

BONUSES:
- none of the women she beds have ever slept with another woman before
- lots of oral, frottage and french kissing
- the DB getting all hot and bothered about how innocent and young they are (but all of age of course!)
- on at least one of them, the DB uses a strap on/magic!futa potion

Squicks:
gore, toilet stuff and non-con.

"The MILF and the Peach" [femslash, age gap] 1/?

(Anonymous) 2014-02-06 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
As Dragon Bridge came into view, the Dragonborn breathed a sigh of relief. She had been on the road non stop, traveling straight from Karthwasten. Smiling to herself, she recalled her latest conquest, Lash, a comely young Orc with strong thighs and full, luscious breasts. God, they rubbed clits into the wee hours of the morning, so wet they could barely stay together - sliding off each other's pussies! The Dragonborn got a tight warm feeling in her groin just thinking about that wild, fresh Orc. Lush had never been with a women, but what a quick study. Before long, Lash had become an expert at knowing how to please her older lover - starting slow with breathy kisses, just the touch of lips then the rhythmic rolling of tongues. How Lash's mouth had yielded to the Dragonborn's insistent tongue - firm, pink intruder into the deeper, fleshy offerings of the girl's mouth. Then Lash would kneel slowly down, keeping strong eye contact, hot mouth slightly open - glistening lips parting in sweet anticipation of servicing the Dragonborn's pussy. The younger willing to subjugate to the elder. The sight of Lash's eyes peaking up from behind the mound of damp pubic hair, fiercly working her tongue against the Dragonborn's clit, probing deeper still into the rich folds of the Dragonborn's sex almost made her cum, remembering the steamy sight as she rode into Dragon Bridge.

"I must remember to call upon young, sweet Lash when passing near Karthwasten again." she noted with a grin.

She groaned as she dismounted before the Four Shields Tavern. While a beautiful and fierce Nord, her 42-year-old body disliked the long road journeys. She compensated for this by staying in more taverns while on the road. It gave her the chance to pursue her favorite pastime - fucking ripe, young girls. Taverns were a great place to bed a succulent, young bard or a naive bar keep. She particularly enjoyed being their first lesbian lover - that wild-eyed look of awakening and adoration she would receive after giving them their first orgasm was intoxicating. Almost as intoxicating as seeing her own juices adorning their chins as they lifted a head from between her legs. Yes, taverns were great to meet the next beautiful girl to explore.

Right on cue, Julienne Lylvieve met the prowling Dragonborn's eyes as she stepped into the Four Shields.

"Welcome, pleasure to have you!" the young girl said enthusistically.

"You have no idea." the Dragonborn purred.

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M!DB or F!DB/Daedric Prince. Dragonrend isn't just for Dragons.

(Anonymous) 2014-02-05 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
I just had an awesome thought. Dragonrend basically makes a dragon mortal right? So what happens if you use it on a Daedric Lord? Hermaeus Mora's ranting at you in Apocrypha, slam him with Dragonborn and make him temporarily mortal. (What would he even look like i wonder?)Fancy domming the hell out of Molag Bal? Dragonrend. Want to get up close and personal with Nocturnal? Dragonrend.

I just have an urge to see the Dragonborn chasing after Daedric Princes and making them temporarily mortal so he or she can have his/her wicked way with them. It would also be quite interesting to see what happens if they try it with Sheogorath only to wind up with the Champion of Cyrodiil. I don't know whether or not they'd even bother with Sanguine to be honest, he seems pretty amenable to smut if you ask me.

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OH MY GODS, YES YES YES YES TO MOLAG BAL GETING HIS ASS DOMINATED!

Never Piss off a Madgod

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