Wait, I know you...
Send Me… (Symbol Edition)

stuffofoddities:

  • ✉ for an unsent letter from my character to yours.
  • ◈ and I’ll lick your face and tell you what you taste like.
  • ♥ and a name, and I’ll kiss them.
  • ♡ and my character(s) will cuddle yours!
  • ♪ and I’ll put my playlist on shuffle to tell you our song.
  • Ω and I’ll tell you what my character(s) thinks of yours.
  • ★ for an IC fact
  • ♛ and I’ll summarize our muses’ relationship with a gif.
  • ✖ and I will give you a fear that my character has in dealing with yours
  • ☆ for how my character feels about yours.
  • ◊ for how my character would react to finding yours waiting for them in their bed
  • ✿ and my character will give yours a gift.
  • ❄ and my character will grope your character’s rear
  • ✪ for my character to hug yours
  • ☣ and my character will send your character a message while intoxicated.
  • ☼ and my character will compliment your character.
  • ✔ and my character will answer any question given to them with 100% honesty.
  • ☂ and my character will give one thing about your character that they find physically attractive.
  • ✄ and my character will insult your character.
  • ► and a command. They must obey.
Send “Smooch!” for a reaction to my muse suddenly being kissed by yours.
Lets plot :D
"James, I think I..." She let out a quiet whine, "I think I broke my leg..."

whobornofthenorth:

welcome-to-whiterun:

Upon hearing her last statement the halfbreed turned his head glancing back at the other with a curious and worried stare. James swallowed and glanced down. “How… How’d ye break it? Can ye move it?” 

He set down his pack on the ground and went over to her putting an arm about her waist and asking. “Which one is it?” It was clear he was worried and desired to take care of the other. “Just… Relax… for a minute.” He began to pull some of her heavier gear off of her so that she’d have more room to breathe and be able to lay down with ease. “Can ye lay down?” He looked into her eyes. “I need ye to lay down.”

Drusilla watched how he worked; it looked like he knew what he was doing and the Nord could only smile at it. He helped her without a word and it made her wonder for a moment, why? She never could give him anything but uncertainty; with the Morag Tong chasing her he probably had to use his sword more than ever before.
His words pierced through her thoughts and she moaned.
"Seriously, James?" An unpleased groan escaped her. Seeing his expression and crossed arms, the Nord felt the blush rising on her cheeks. "Right, damnit", the woman grumbled, though different words were on her tongue, she decided not to say any of them. Struggling, she managed to undo her pants, which wasn’t an easy task for the injured assassin; then, wriggling like a snake, she managed to free herself from the pants, which didn’t go as she planned. Biting on her lower lip, Drusilla grabbed the leather around her thigh and pushed it down. she supressed a scream and remained silent. Pain throbbed in her leg as if someone jumped up and down on it. "Don’t ask me to do it again", she almost begged, voice shaking, as she wiped her sweaty forehead.

He watched her do what she had to do and winced a little at the pain he could practically feel. Part of the Magicka from him still nestling in her body, the effects still lingering. Finally she was finished and James reassuringly replied.”I won’t, I won’t.” He held out the small potion to her and said lowly. “I need ye to drink this and relax, this will help with the pain.” With that he began to pull off his gauntlets placing his hands on her leg and waiting for her to drink the potion.

anonymously message me with a plot & i’ll respond with whether i would be interested or not, then make a starter for it.

note: this is simply to try and help people break the ice of rp’ing or for those who want to rp something off someone’s wishlist, but are just a little too shy. this can remain completely anonymous! so if you receive a plot you like you’re essentially making an open starter based on that plot unless the other person comes forward :)

"James, I think I..." She let out a quiet whine, "I think I broke my leg..."

whobornofthenorth:

welcome-to-whiterun:

Upon hearing her last statement the halfbreed turned his head glancing back at the other with a curious and worried stare. James swallowed and glanced down. “How… How’d ye break it? Can ye move it?” 

He set down his pack on the ground and went over to her putting an arm about her waist and asking. “Which one is it?” It was clear he was worried and desired to take care of the other. “Just… Relax… for a minute.” He began to pull some of her heavier gear off of her so that she’d have more room to breathe and be able to lay down with ease. “Can ye lay down?” He looked into her eyes. “I need ye to lay down.”

With a moan, she stopped walking and put her hand on the tree nearby for support. “I jumped off… from too high”, Drusilla whimpered, gently and slowly sitting down on the rock next to the tree, “I’m only lucky you came back otherwise…” She groaned, “I have no idea how would I survive this. I’ve ran out of potions.”

"It’s alright it’s alright." He replied and squatted beside her letting his bag fall aside and gingerly touched her leg feeling it in his hands. He sent a soft pulse of Magicka through her body it wasn’t much but it would tell him what was going on. And it appeared that she did have a broken leg, the bone having cracked down the length in a diagonal jagged fracture. 

Reaching into his bag he brought out a small piece of parchment with a few blue mountain flowers bundled together. Taking his knife he seperated the heads of the flowers from the stems and tossed the stems aside bringing up a small rock and pummeling the heads of the flowers to a fine powder which he put into a vial of water which he soon shook. The colors changed from a deep blue to a very pale red signifying that it had coagulated into a very, very, very weak healing potion that would probably do no more than suppress pain. 

"Drusilla." He breathed and set the bottle aside. "I need ye to drop your pants so I can see yer leg…" He crossed his arms over his chest. "Lest ye want my help."

Send my muse kisses you want to give them!

sidestuiff:

  • ✚ for a kiss on a wound.
  • ♕ for a kiss of swearing fealty.
  • ✿ for a sweet kiss on the cheek.
  • ♠ for a kiss that leaves a mark on the skin.
  • ♆ for a kiss where there is a pulse.
  • ϡ for a kiss that lets you know I love you.
  • ღ for a kiss filled with passion and need.
  • † for a kiss to say good bye forever.
  • ✄ for hateful kiss — gonna make you feel the scorn okay?!
  • ☂ for a kiss in the rain.
Send a ❤ for my muse’s reaction to yours in his/her bed
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Winston Churchill