#oc: Arkyn
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Hear me out… The boys with the Pheromone perfume/spray.
Congrats on this being the catalyst for something...
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tw: Dubious consent/dubcon... noncon elements; predator/prey dynamics; breeding kinks; warhammer 40k shenanigains/Yandere shenanigains
(NOTE: Raven Guard will have the group reactions and then reactions if Dove was only with one of the boys at the time of applying it. How she got the perfume is the same)
Tag List: @bispecsual @egrets-not-regrets @moodymisty @bleedingichorhearts @liar-anubiass-blog @thevoidscreams @barn-anon
Raven Guard Trio
Kazi preened under the praise from the people as they liberated another major city causing more and more uproar and getting forces on their side. But he smelt something funny... but funny in a good way it made his brain itch in a way he didn't know why. He followed his nose as his brothers delt with the important stuff he could just say he was following a lead... not exactly a lie. Till he looked at the bottle that lead him there.
"Say what is this?" He asked knowing there was an associate not too far.
"Um that's a pheromone perfume." They said meekly with a blush on their face...
"Smells nice... how much?" Kazi grinned at the mortal.
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Dove looked at the gift in hand as Sor and Moremo frowned at Kazi for bringing their Dove such an expensive gift and they full well knowing he probably paid next to nothing for.
"Thank you Kazi!" Dove said and her eyes widened at the pretty perfume bottle not waiting a second before putting it on. "Bit of a muted smell." She says as she applies it to her wrists before putting it on her neck.
"Ah was told its some pheromone perfume."
Dove snorted of course he would get this, "That's just some fancy thing that they try to sell you that they say will make men go mad because of some scents they put into the... why are you boys looking at me like that..." Dove stopped as all three of them looked down at her.
"You smell so lovely, Dove." Moremo growled softly.
Sor's fingers were flexing as he had taken off his helmet to at least smell the perfume to tell her it was lovely. He knew that there were few smells that could affect an Astartis... this wasn't one of them but it seemed to just heighten her natural scent.
Kazi took a step forward before Moremo's hand shot out gripping his armor... "not here... in the roost... now." He told Kazi who was just looking at Dove with something akin to a meal. Sor scooped her up and buried his face into her neck as they walked to the nest.
Sor's breath was hot and heavy in her ear... "If I could... I'd steal you away right now." That was a threat that Dove knew he would make good on if he could.
"I... I can wash it off." Dove chirped softly but it was far too late for her as the door locked behind Moremo. Sor kissed her hard as the other two took off their armor. Sor said something in high gothic as Kazi fumbled with his codpiece for him. "Guys?" She whimpered softly as Sor twitches violently trying to not crush her on accident.
"Gentle Gentle lad." Moremo groaned trying to keep some composure amongst them as it was all going to be willpower based on if Sor would actually leave after he had his fun or start to rip off his armor.
Sor
Kazi and Moremo were busy to indulge in the gift that Kazi had gotten you and you wanted to know how it smelled... he assumed it smelt fine if you were wearing it but he wasn't one to turn you away. Something tickled something in his brain as he looked down at you just smelling the air around you. You offered your wrist to him to smell as you laugh at the thought of pheromone perfume actually working.
Yes... it was quite funny... if it wasn't sending heat down to his loins. The pheromones were doing their job but that wasn't what was sending the blazing heat... it was your natural smell... clean feathers... mixed with some gunpowder... the smell of that pastry you love to have each morning... the smell of you. You tilted your head in that adorable way as he buried his nose into your wrist before licking your palm... his body hot as his black eyes looked around before picking you up and just dashing off into the night.
He's been waiting to have his chance to find some place to tuck you away... to show you how much he loves you. The way his mouth licks at your own and over your skin as he removes his armor in this hidden little roost away from his bothers... to finally have you all to himself without Moremo's gentle reminders... or Kazi's overeagerness and trying to take his turn while he was still loving you...
No it was just you and Sor tonight. And he was going to make sure you were loved all night long. He hardly could wait to be upon you and you hardly worried about the utter tizzy that the other two would be in... it was just you... Sor... with a night filled with the creaking of the bed and the slapping of flesh against flesh.
Moremo
He was always able to make sure there was time for you it was rare that Kazi was busy as he was the one who got you this gift but you wanted to try it on so badly. See if there was any credence to the sexual wonders of pheromone perfume. You both were laughing as you explained to him how it was just a rumor that's been perpetuated forever and how it would affect astartes more. He laughed dismissing it as he smelt it before it was on you...
However once the pheromones mingled with your delicious scent... he felt his loins stir. He could ignore it until later... until the others got to experience this with their sweet Dove. But... when was the last time he was selfish with their darling? Oh... not since their last Dove. How she looked up at him with a nearly naive gaze yet she could tell there was something different. A desire that burned through him... "Little Dove..."
"Yes Moremo?" She said softly.
He opened and closed his mouth trying to find the right words but all he could do was put a hand on her back and guide her to the nest. He locked the door before pushing her up to the door and kissing her hard. Feeling her fingers run through his silvering raven black hair... his black eyes roaming over her skin. "You smell amazing." He moaned into her neck... inhaling deeply as he tries to think of some romantic words to tell her... instead he feels like Kazi being eager to feel her wrapped around his cock. "Undress and get on the bed... your perfume seems to be having its... intended effect."
He licked his lips as she obeyed and with that mischief in her eyes as she wiggled her hips back up at him as he stroked his own cock, having been in more relaxed clothes for one verses his armor. He did his best to prepare her but given how often Kazi bragged about how well he slid in with minimal prep he put it to the test. Hearing their dove gasp as he slowly bottomed out was worth the waiting for a moment before he really fucked her ignoring the way Kazi on the other side of the door was upset about how he was hogging their Dove all to himself until late into the night.
Kazi
He was so excited for Dove to put on his gift. He watched her raise an eyebrow reading what it was. "Kazi I hardly think I need this to get you... going?"
"Aww but its just a bit of fun to have. Just try it on." He encouraged watching her spray her wrists before rubbing it over her neck and just offering a wrist for him to smell. But of course Kazi takes the chance to bury his face into her neck. His long black hair tickling her flesh but there was a desire that rushed down his spine right to his cock.
"Yeah like how most of these products are... they don't really work." Dove says rolling her eyes turning away not seeing the way his breath deepens as he follows her.
"Really? Shame... right? So why do they market it like that?" He says doing his best to keep his voice steady and calm.
"Oh its just suppose to be something to rile men up. Some men can smell it somewhat but there's nothing proving that it riles them up. Just something to charge people extra money for it." Dove says putting it down in the bathroom in the roost room not hearing the way Kazi locks the door behind him.
Dove finally walks out looking at Kazi seemingly taking a moment to see that he had a devilish smile on his lips and a tent in his trousers.
"I think it works on me little Dove." He purrs out.
Palion
He was the one who bought his Muse the Pheromone body lotion. Palion was upfront about what it was and what it would do to him... he got it for her as well as something horribly skimpy for a Slaanesh celebration; of course she did not wear it. Palion was at some celebration with his brothers... pouting as his Muse was having one of her days and he snarled at his younger brother who told him to drag her anyway.
Fool didn't know what was good... fool was still far to busy being selfish and chasing his own highs and pleasured exaltations. He still didn't like this new addition to their group but he wasn't going to be a petty bitch and not give him a fair chance or else then their numbers would dwindle and it would be the same gossip every damn day.
Muse on the other hand looked at herself in the mirror all dolled up... she did her best not to look at how much exposed burn marks there were... so many outfits for her to pick from. She squirms as she looks at the pict capture location... the delicate gold chains make their noise as she crawls into the nest on his bed. She used that lotion he got for her...
His eyes glanced over to the text from his muse. What are you up to?
Bored. Just watching some celebration that I've seen a hundred times now. He tries to not sound too upset but he can't help it... he always gets into a foul mood without her around.
So you're not... busy?
Never for you my dearest. What is the matter?
Palion's eyes kept shifting over to the data pad as the longer she took to respond made him want to- Ping the datapad went and he half choked on his wine.
"Brother is there something wrong- Oh... oh my brother what a treat." His brother sitting next to him whispers seeing what she sent Palion.
Would... would you like to celebrate with me? Was the message title and the image was her laying in her nest... arms over her head with her legs partially spread as the thin sheer fabric hardly covered her cunt but Palion was focused on the wet spot causing the fabric to cling to her sex and press right against it. She adjusted the outfit so instead of her burns being covered they were fully exposed. Even the part of her face and head she was self conscious was uncovered, no mask in sight just her bare body on display for him. Palion was already at half mast during this whole performance but he was now painfully hard.
His brother next to him grinning like a cat in the cream. "Are you going to respond?" When Palion was still processing he stole the datapad from him and typed in yes as Palion's reply. "Mhm. There we go she should be waiting for you when you get there." He tucked the datapad away into a pocket somewhere on the tunic. When Palion stood he gave him a loud and firm smack on the ass, "Have fun! Praise Slaanesh!"
Once Palion was out of the room he ran to his own room and threw the door open causing his tiny Muse to jump as she looked at him rush into the room inhaling her scent like some feral beast. His bare chest expanding and contracting as all three of his lungs inflated and deflated as he could taste what the concoction was doing to him. "Praise Slaanesh." He moaned before locking the door as he pounced on his Muse with a snarl of delight.
She knew what she was getting into teasing and provoking Palion into action. But... she felt good today... she wanted to reward Palion for doing his best to help her. His long and sensual tongue pressed all corners of her mouth before snaking down her throat as he was working his second finger into her cunt. He was chanting lurid prayers to the dark prince as he was suddenly balls deep in his Muse. Her moans underneath him encouraging him to keep going as his mind was muddled from her sweet and lovely scent.
Arkyn
She couldn't be mad at Arkyn forever. She looks at the other wife who is just smiling warmly at her, "How do I..." She shifts feeling awkward to ask, "How do I... seduce him."
She could see the other woman grin, "Knowing the Captain? You hardly need to do a thing but I have a feeling you're wanting to do something special. For him right?" She nods slowly watching her walk into the quarters before she comes back with a bottle. "Sprits that on yourself and when you do don't leave the room."
"What is it?" She asked looking at it.
"Something that makes the men go wild. They've got sensitive noses you see... its just some scents mixed with the scent glands of a predator. Gets them all frisky... gets them feeling good."
"Um this isn't... forcing?"
"Honey I would laugh if I didn't think it would hurt your feelings." The woman says as a small blonde girl wearing furs rushes between her legs. "A space wolf made this. Its their best worst kept secret the fact that they made this stuff for their women to wear and to use. Always saying it was some wife that made it. Even if that's the truth they are always eager to have their ladies wear it. Remember to bring that back in a couple of days when you're done."
"Days?"
She just smiled leaving Elskling holding the bottle as she returns back to her shared quarters. Staring at the liquid inside frowning as she was upset at Arkyn denying her an honorable death with her comrades but... she sighs and sprays herself wrinkling her nose as it was slightly sharp smelling not a scent she would find pleasant but it wasn't for her.
Arkyn entered his quarters without much thought as the Captain took a deep breath washing away the worries of his station. His Parietal lobe itched as he smelt something new yet intimately familiar. His mind rushing back to memories of intimate encounters with mates past. Arkyn felt himself get hard so easily at that smell as he walked to the bedroom pulling off his clothes and leaving them in his wake... he was hard and throbbing and fully naked when he opened the bedroom door.... lucky for him so was his Elskling.
"Hello Captain Arkyn..." She says with that familiar purr that he remembers back from when he first bedded her. His throat tightens and his cock raises as it throbs. Her eyes darting to the subtle movement before meeting his own eyes.
He grins as he swaggers over to the bed rubbing her naked thigh, "I think I remember asking you this once before... are you sure you can handle this..." He clicks his tongue letting the moment drag on out, "wolf? I must say we get horribly attached after we mate." He repeats those familiar lines.
All she does is bring his hand against her cunt and just presses a finger in and moves it for him before he finally takes over. Her nails dig into his shoulders as his hips press to hers, she claws him as she feels the burn of him splitting her open. And Arkyn burns this new memory into his mind... how beautifully his Elskling writhes under him... how her lips open and the gasps. He still remembers when they first had sex... he still remembers each sigh and mewl from then and the way she does it now... he burns it all into his mind and there it will stay with him till he meets the Allfather.
Tyberos the red Wake
Ophelia was in the medical bay when she smelt something good. She was talking to the marine on duty about what it was and she didn't understand what he was explaining or what it was for or why it smelt like home. He was trying his best to explain it and cocked his head to the side at her simple request to wear it, confused Ophelia explained why she wanted it. He let her seeing no harm in it.
"Void Mother," another marine said walking in causing Ophelia to shift her weight at the title. It wasn't one Tyberos had given her but she should have seen it coming given he was called the Void Father.
"Yes?" She said softly trying to be polite.
"Tyberos wishes to speak with you."
It hardly was any other reason to go back into the den of the Chapter Master. There was no use running... no use hiding... but visits with Tyberos were cordial at best and terrorizing at worst given his size and how she felt so helpless in his grasp always folding to his demands but... maybe she would deny him today.
She didn't see the way eyes lingered on her or hear the way that some astartes that were around sniffed the air after her. She entered the dim room as he was at his desk signing approvals from captains and reviewing reports. It smelt very much of Tyberos in the room... and Ophelia felt... warm. Sure maybe the phase after her moon blood when she was fertile was a time that she did not mind Tyberos' company... it was often when she would spend several days in his bed before shame ate at her and guilt ate at him. He needed her it was clear... but she felt warm like after the moon blood. He had a heavy smell... a musky one with a spice added to it.
Tyberos opens his mouth to ask her... he just sees her standing there breathing heavily... flustered skin... and then he smells her and he starts to drool. The door locks behind her as Ophelia just feels the warmth travel to her crotch as she swallows spit as she turns away not hearing how the door locked but she hears the way his chair flings into the wall behind his desk. His rational and logical side of his mind tells him that he's under the effects of something... he needs to get her out of here... but by the Throne she smells so good.
Ophelia feels the air knocked out of her as she is pressed into the wall as his hips rut against the curve of her ass. He wants to mutter an apology but it dies in his mouth as Ophelia rolls her hips back against his... pressing firmly against his arousal. A bruising grip holds her hips as he ruts against her like some youngling, drool running down his neck dripping from the exposed parts of his molars, he tastes the air and he knows exactly what is effecting both of them... in reality it should only really be affecting Ophelia... but she smells so good.
"Tyberos please..." Ophelia whines feeling so empty, "I need you inside of me." She mewls out. Nipples rubbing against the fabric of her breast binding... her undergarments clinging to her entrance from how slick she has grown.
Fabric rips as her world spins and hot wet mouth muscles rub up against each other. Tyberos files away needing to see the brother apothecary to see if there is a new weakness... or if simply combining that combination of chemicals with her scent is what is doing it for him. Grey skinned hands grip handfuls of ass as her fingers pull on his white hair, he pulls back to exhale hard and even in this relatively lukewarm room... his breath can be seen.
"Tyberos." Ophelia whines feeling him hesitate for once... she's so use to him getting her into his bed quickly that it feels too long, "Tyberos... make me void mother."
If his eyes were not already fully black then he is certain they would be given how fast he rips through her clothes and his own clothes. His cock rubbing against her overly slick entrance before sliding in fully... he normally tires to be gentle but he hilts himself in the first thrust and bellows out his enjoyment.
She screams out her own enjoyment as she pushes her legs against his scarred and tattooed chest as he thrusts down hard and deep into her cunt. They make eye contact for this... something Ophelia hardly does but her eyes glaze over with pleasure... loosing their focus before she blinks and moans out. His eyes wander down to her breasts and perhaps his thrusts are a bit more vigorous then they need to be to watch them bounce and move. His saliva splashes down on her as he fucks her hard. His eyes roaming her body... his mind drawing the appropriate tattoos for her... for her station.
She falls over the edge first with a shriek of his name in such pleasure that it causes him to follow... but the effects still linger in her system as she pulls him into a kiss... his hands still roaming over her naked body... as they spend several hours properly getting to intimately know each other finally.
Ghosk
Was happy or at least as happy as an ancient Night Lord like himself could be with being apart of a warband of misfits run by a recently fallen to Chaos Space Wolf. By the Dark Gods the Imperium sounded like a nightmare compared to what it once was... he might not have followed his father into hell if he knew he was going to be alive to watch it turn into some carcass of what it once was. But certain things made it bearable like his Rabbit.
He opens an eye as she walks in and he opens his mouth to begin their usual bickering but he stops as all of his thoughts turns into blazing heat that rushes to his groin. It throws him off slightly... he's certainly fucked before... raped even though that was hardly his modus operandi. Oh yes call him old fashioned if he enjoyed not being wept at during sex... unless that was their kink then yes... but he was a cynical bastard but not cynical enough to act like a Slaaneshi.
"Smell. What's that smell." He says with his usual calm and disinterest as he tried to not palm his hardening cock through his cloth pants.
"Wow okay... spent time with Astrid she just let me put on some perfume she likes."
His tongue ran over his teeth as the warband's matron the space wolfs wife liked his bunny rabbit so his bullshit was tolerated because it all came back to protecting her from others. But by the dark gods she should have warned his bunny that her stuff was made for seducing a wolf...
"Rabbit." He growled out. His cock twitched at the fear mingling with her scent now as he felt his nails dig into the couch. "Wash it off if you don't want me." He said letting out a groan as Ghosk couldn't stop himself from palming his cock through his pants.
"What do you-" Was all she could get out before Ghosk was over her rutting his clothed cock against her own clothed form. He was panting like a dog at the feeling of relief... he hardly masterbated anymore as he was content with his bunny around but all of his neglected need rushed to attention pushing against her supple flesh.
"This is what I mean Rabbit." He snarled, "Tell me to stop." He looked down at her with some restraint... he wasn't a chaos riddled degenerate just a normal degenerate for a Night Lord but he was still himself... he could resist these basal urges.
He could see the gears turning in her little head before she looked up at him, "And... if I don't tell you to stop?" She said so very softly.
Ghosk stopped and was panting hard as his body trembled with utter excitement. He grabbed her and carried her outside as they were on a planet for some time. He put his bunny down. "You have 10 minutes. Run rabbit run." He growled watching her run as he sat in a crouched position feeling his muscles ache... his wings eager to spread out and take flight. But he waited... and waited... knowing and picturing in his minds eye her running in that fast sprint he's seen her do.
She sprinted as fast as she could doing bursts remembering some of her endurance training as it was only a matter of time...
Ghosk's black eyes snapped open as like a bow drawn he was released. All that was there where he knelt was disturbed dust and grass.
Rabbit had to stop and crouch in the woods. Trying to run from Ghosk in an open field was suicide but trying to run from Ghosk was stupid... trying to hide from him was stupid... so why was this so exciting. She and Ghosk had a comfortable relationship... insulting each other... she didn't know what he was getting out of it. The snapping of a twig nearly made her jump out of her skin as the 500+ pound man could be frighteningly silent when he wanted to be.
"Bunny." She heard his trilling graveling voice and she was off like a lazshot but that's clearly what he wanted.
She really hardly had a chance as out of the darkness of the canopy above dropped Ghosk grabbing her before she felt all of her guts rush to her feet. Oh by the God Emperor they were so high up... "Ghosk please not so high up!" She said with fear warbling through her voice.
Another time it would seem... but Ghosk landed before he tore at her clothes... his hard cock slapping against her wet folds before slipping in as she went cross-eyed at the intrusion into her sex. Ghosk moaned and came right then as he could hardly remember the last warm cunt he was in... the thrill of the hunt mixed with her smell. Oh he felt wonderfully pathetic in that moment as his toes uncurled when he was done cumming before he pulled back and moved.
"I'm going to fill my bunny rabbit up so good." He snarled down at the breathless bunny under him... her back arched as her hips were up and she was being such a good fuckable bunny. His balls brushing up against her skin as he moved... his wings fully outstretched and flapping as his grip was bruising... his bunny was screaming... just like how rabbits scream... but instead of writhing in pain and agony she was screaming in pleasure... writhing in enjoyment... pushing her hips back against his own... moaning his name.
He was a bastard chasing his high as he pulled her back onto his cock like some fleshlight... but she wasn't... she was his bunny. He flipped her over the slight twisting on his cock causing him to cum as he took that breather for a moment. Pushing her down onto the ground again crouched over her his wings hiding her from anyone else as he buried himself to the hilt for a few precious seconds and they both gasped at the depth of pleasure they could free.
"Bunny! Bunny! Bunny!" He chanted as his hips snapped to hers with eager restraint. One of his hands clawed the ground around one of her own... palms touching as the way her nails from her other hand clawed his arm as she screamed with pleasure under him. He felt so amazing... the way her willing body writhed under him... her hips desperate to meet his... he was suddenly very aware of her hands touching his skin. All Ghosk could do... say... and think was... "Bunny! Bunny! Bunny!"
She was a trembling sweating mess... the orgasms from both of them going uncounted as finally Ghosk felt his final climax take hold of him and he spread his wings fully out in all their terrible glory... undecorated for this moment but he snarled out her actual name as he came for the final time inside of her. His finally flaccid cock slipping from her thoroughly ruined cunt. His cunt. He mused looking at her laying there almost fully out of it... covered in dirt, cum, sweat, small cuts, bruises, and probably small creatures native to this planet. His Rabbit... He pulled her into a kiss as he purred out another bunny or two when she reciprocated.
Angelo
Vivienne knew her ways around functions... knew how to rile the lords up... rile them up into making deals with her. She of course used every trick in the book to get what she wanted. Get the trade deals in her favor as she sprayed the perfume on her. The thick makeup upon her face as she made sure she looked just right for this planetary governor's function. Of course she learned as much as she could... bit of a crude thing but nothing that a nice sinched waist and some cleavage couldn't help her with this.
Of course that's what she thought going into it. She grumbles coming back to her ship after a disaster of a party... she might as well have brought Angelo for companionship. No one fuckin told her he was gay. She would have made sure Seth was far more dressed up but Throne bless him he was able to use it as being "roguish" charms or something like that.
"Yes Seth you're getting paid extra for your contribution to that. Your usual seduction fee?"
"I want extra given how..." He grimaced.
Vivienne nodded and waved her hand, "Yes yes he wasn't your usual flavor I know but you saved this deal."
"Of course my Lady. Now if you excuse me I have a bottle of amesec and a bath calling me." He says splitting off heading to his quarters. As she walked to her own she could see Angelo was right there along with the door guards but they dismissed themselves after he entered the quarters behind her.
"He was fucking gay Angelo!" She says upset that she went through all this effort in getting ready for seduction and it all going to waste. She starts to undo her corset but the Blood Angel walks up behind her and somehow is so dexterous with such large hands.
"Would explain the lack of the scent of a paramour on you..." He leans in, "Though I could change that." He says nipping at her earlobe. She waves him away but his nose catching something delightfully mixing with her scent. "You do smell delightful though my Lady." His tongue runs over the artery in her neck before she pulls away to get out of the ridiculous outfit she put herself into. Angelo cares not for the maids that come in leaving a bottle of wine and two glasses... helping her fully undress and taking away the garment as she proceeds to wipe off that silly face paint.
"Lady Vivienne." Angelo finally asks as the maids leave.
"Yes Angelo?" She asks tiredly looking at him in the mirror.
She lets out the smallest gasp as with a blink he is already behind her his hands roaming over her naked, the robe barely clinging to her shoulders hardly counted as clothes to him, shoulders. "You do smell quite delightful... how about I make you feel so good."
She knew what he was refrencing... it was a silly joke from Rowena. A pheremone perfume with some exotic, probably xenos, ingredients that she claimed could work on any man... even a space marine. It had an innocuous smell to it and most men agreed she smelt nice but she was hardly expecting the throbbing against her back as his eyes were black as he panted hard just touching her body. His blonde hair tied back as his teeth looked... bigger to her and she swallowed softly.
Perhaps Rowena wasn't lying for once....
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Meet The Crew! 🏴☠️
I've decided it would be fun to develop Eleni's backstory a little bit, and what better way than to dive in to the people who made her the way she is!
I never thought much about doing this before, but I do love fleshing out little details like this, so I decided to pick out some Faceclaims and some personality traits for Eleni's old crewmates!
First and Foremost! The Captain!
Great Captain Klydstein, Eleni's adoptive father.
Moody but with a heart of gold, big guy, bulky. A brute who could out-drink nearly everyone. Never had kids or married, but would be damned if he let a young girl bent on revenge and determined slip away and get hurt. Not always the most emotionally supportive, but he always meant well.
Faceclaim: Ian McShane
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Arne, the Captain's Right Hand Man and Helmsman.
A goofier member of the crew, more like Eleni's fun uncle. He liked to braid hair and often helped younger Eleni with braids and hairstyles. He encouraged Eleni to shave her head after she lost some hair in a battle, and helped her put it into a cool Mohawk.
Faceclaim: Magnus Bruun
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Braggi, Quartermaster.
More serious, liked lurking in the shadows. Quick for a fight, Loyal to a fault. Would rather die than see a loved one injured. Hot-tempered, equal parts bark and bite. Taught Eleni how to use a sword. Also was the one who found Eleni dying in the storage room after she'd been stabbed in the gut and brought her to the doctor.
Faceclaim: Tobias Santelmann
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Hjalmar, Doctor
Not one with the best bedside manner, but he tries. Can name your bones as he breaks them, but prefers to stay to the back or the side in a fight, surveying and watching. Would rather heal the injured than get into the fight himself, so is often dragging his injured crewmates to safety to patch them up quicker.
Faceclaim: Ben Robson
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Arkyn, Navigator
A good sharpshooter, even when drunk, quick tempered, likes to fight out his problems, good at going unnoticed, is the person who knows a lot of people and shady deals. Often the one who 'knows a guy' when they need something done. Best not to question it.
Faceclaim: Austin Amelio
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Audun, Cook
Quiet, mild mannered, prefers solidarity and alone time, often found fishing off the helm to get food for the crew. Good support in a fight, works primarily with knives.
Faceclaim: Leo Suter
#Oc tag#Oc faceclaim#Faceclaim#Eleni Santiana#Captain El#Oc Backstory#Rolling Mountain#Shenanigans on the Ship#Klydstein#Arkyn#Hjalmar#Audun#Braggi#Arne#Eleni's family#Eleni's crew#Oc family#Pirate crew#Vikings#Pirates#Rolling Mountain Crew
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Art of my Ocs!
Arkyn is an orphan and lives on his own in a sacred forest full of old spirits and other magical creatures. He can communicate with the dead and travels around to help people overcome their grief. He is a shape shifter and the only known person that can transform into more than one species.
Oz' full name is Ozney Osymandias van Osma but he hates it and so he just goes by Oz. He, his older brother Salvatore Ozeomah van Osma and his younger sister Dorothy Ozereah van Osma are part of the royal family that rules over the great nation of magic. He is a very skilled wizard but hates the community he was born into.
Nikki ran away from home the night before she was supposed to marry someone from another village against her will. The spirit of Okal lead her to the place where his cursed sword was hidden for centuries, and the elves who kept it save gave it to her. Nikki then set off to search for the incarnation of Astorias and eventually met Arkyn.
Sahra lost her parents in a sandstorm and was adopted by an elderly couple who lived in a well hidden village in the desert. After a short time it became clear that the child had special abilities and the people immediately recognized that she must be the incarnation of Noah. Sahra has been carefully trained to take charge of the Library of Xnadrya and protects the village from danger.
#SKAH#salvatore van osma skah#dorothy van osma skah#oz van osma skah#arkyn azura#nikki blackburn#sahra akihin#art#ocs#digital art
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OC Bingo - Arkyn Baldr
Lighter tint on the “minority” and “not the protagonist” squares since it’s debatable? Iceborn are a very rare people with a nearly dead culture, but Arkyn’s also passes as a white man due to magic, so I’m not quite sure if it counts.
As for Protag, everyone is the protagonist of their own story. Arkyn’s always been a roleplay character first and foremost, so his story is intertwined with dozens of others in different verses. He’s got MC energy with his backstory, but I don’t know if I’d write him as the protag of an actual novel.
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Drawing by @tierd_spaghetti0 on tiktok of my OC, Arkyn Allimous
#he’s so#oh my#oc drawing#Arkyn Allimous#my beloved#and beloathed#i wanna put him in my pocket#or a blender#just to see what happens#the skrunkly#didn’t know god was gay but go off ig
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I was needing some Skandian sounding names for OCs in a fanfiction idea, so I went digging and found some Viking-related names. I thought they could be useful for other people, so here they are, in no particular order:
Male names:
Gunvald, Leif, Vilulf, Haugren, Voll, Dalgaard, Eilert, Halvor, Per, Dahl, Holgata, Bonde, Gunnulf, Einar, Harald, Helvig, Austr, Lund, Havard, Bjerke, Herleif, Trygg, Garth, Halcro, Toft, Varangr, Bakke, Ivar, Falk, Kjarr, Lind, Kolbeck, Asgeir, Brynjolf, Bjarne, Ingolf, Ragnulf, Rafe, Thorgard, Thorvald, Thorstein, Even, Gulbrandr, Hartvigsen, Bielke, Jostad, Bergen, Garald, Arkyn, Guss, Haakon, Hagan, Jansen, Joron, Norell, Askild, Waddell, Boden, Kjarr, Skarde, Sten, Torsten, Cuyler, Brynjar, Egil, Destin, Geir, Halfdan, Knud, Narve, Odine, Svend, Viggo, Orm, Bjarki, Tollak
Female names:
Astrid, Unfrid, Linnea, Aina, Berit, Eula, Frida, Inga, Keerstin, Norna, Mea, Olia, Sigrid, Sif, Siriana, Solveig, Thora, Thurid, Vivica, Valkyrja, Tove, Eino, Ker, Nels, Trygve, Aelfsi, Anitra, Gerrie, Lidwina, Birget, Signe, Revna, Sula, Ursala, Yrsa, Liv, Eldrid, Ylva, Vigdis, Eidunn, Aasveig, Unnr, Asa, Adalbjorg, Nerthus, Ingegerd, Verdandi
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Children of Ash and Willow | Masterlist
Hello everyone! If you've read some of my blurbs related to The Last Kingdom. You've most likely read about my oc's Sanna and Noora Arkyniktdottir. The blurbs that have been posted are out-of-order little bits of a bigger fan fic I've been in the process of writing. Below is a summary/backstory of the fan fic. I hope it makes it easier to understand and helps you in the future when I get around to writing and posting the chapters.
Sanna Arkyniktdottir daughter of Arkyn Arkynson and Nesta a shieldmaiden. Her father came to England with Earl Ragnar. He was given land near Earl Ragnar's. Sanna and her younger sister Noora were raised being close to Young Ragnar and Torah. Eventually befriending the Saxon children. Brida and Uhtred. Her father was different than most Danes. He didn't go around killing and burning down villages. Instead, he used intimidation as a weapon. Demanding Saxon villagers to teach them how to grow their crops, and how to take care of their lands. King Aethelred then later King Alfred were worried that her father would gain popularity and become a threat. He was right about one thing. Her father was popular. Among Saxon and Dane alike. He was respected enough that everyone knew who he was. He was ahead of his time when it came to making peace among all people.
Upon hearing about Earl Ragnar's death, and that Uhtred had been responsible for it, Sanna decided to track done the Saxon-born, Dane-raised man she once knew as a child. And along the way, she will learn love, pain, and sacrifice.
Children Of Ash and Willow: Every chapter has it’s own warning. Her story is her own. It will not strictly follow the tv show/books series. The first few chapters are set in before and in season one, and will be about events in which Sanna was involved in. Most of the chapters with heavily AU.
Chapter One: - Arriving Home
Chapter Two: - Into the Woods
Chapter Three - Bloody Wedding (coming soon)
Anyone who would like to join my taglist let me know.
@morosemagick @solinarimoon
#the last kingdom imagine#The Last Kingdom#the last kingdom smut#the last kingdom fan fic#//ch:sanna#//ch: sanna arkynikdottir#//ch: noora#//ch: noora arkyniktdottir#the last kingdom oc#uhtred ragnarsson#finan#finan the last kingdom#finan the agile#sihtric kjartansson#sihtric x noora#finan x sanna#sanna x finan#noora x sihtric
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SHIPPING INFO //ANSWER THE FOLLOWING FOR YOUR MUSES SO PEOPLE KNOW HOW SHIPPING WORKS ON YOUR BLOG.
WHAT IS YOUR OTP FOR YOUR CHARACTER(S)?
*inhales deeply* I have too many muses and OCs but I'll highlight some of them:
Ahri x Yasuo/Yone
Cullen x Inquisitor
Ysabelle x D
Minhowyn x Cullen/Fenris
Korvyn x Anri
Amelia x Connor
Zeina x Chamber
This is to say though, that my muses do not hold restrictions on who they cannot romance!
HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE?
This is a question I don't really think about beyond the "don't be a minor" rule. I think if the characters have a large age gap to begin with but knew each other for a long time, it might get weird. I can't imagine for e.g. Ahri knew Yasuo as a kid and then when he grew up they decided to date- you know what I'm saying?
HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY ARE CONSIDERED NSFW?
I think usage of language is what makes it nsfw for me. The more dirtier the scene is, the quicker it gets nsfw. Vanilla/fluff steamy moments usually are written with care and soft lingo (to keep that vanilla vibe) but once it comes down to the actual deed, I'd consider it at NSFW.
ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING?
Yes and no? When it comes to the developments of my muses, especially my OCs I can be selective on how I want a shipping to go. I will always agree to ship with you if you come to me for shipping, but every shipping interaction will be different based on the development I'm trying to give my muses and the personality of your muse in question.
WHO ARE OTHER CHARACTERS YOU SHIP YOUR CHARACTER WITH?
All my fandom muses have the potential to ship with anyone within sensible reason. My OC muses aren't as flexible, but there are options for them! E.g. Ethel was initially written out with the idea of romancing Sebastian Michaelis (in a fanfic that never got written- my OCs get written thoroughly because I never come around to writing the fanfics tbh) BUT she is viable to romance any other adult in kuroshitsuji. I LOVE people's OCs and I think OC x OC shipping make plots super interesting because of how flexible things can be within a canon world.
DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU?
It's preferred you talk to me about a ship you want- I have never in my years of being in RPCs ever said no. I also get shy to ask about plotting with shipping in mind, so I give you the full OK to talk to me about it!!!
ARE YOU SHIP-OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS?
Yes and no? I love shipping but I can write without it too.
WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE SHIP IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM?
As a multimuse blog this question has too long of an answer. I'm not even sure if there is a 'favourite' one. (╯ ㆆ ͟ʖ ㆆ )╯┻━┻
FINALLY, HOW DOES ONE SHIP WITH YOU?
Literally come into my DMs and tell me you want to ship. Like I said, I'm SHY and will only mention it a few times before I feel like I'm being annoying. JUST THROW YOUR MUSE AT ME, WE'LL FIGURE IT OUT.
Tagged by: @arkyn-iceborn-vindication (ty!)
Tagging: @ramblingsofamoonwatcher @austerulous @tempestflames and YOU!
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SHIPPING INFO //ANSWER THE FOLLOWING FOR YOUR MUSES SO PEOPLE KNOW HOW SHIPPING WORKS ON YOUR BLOG.
WHAT IS YOUR OTP FOR YOUR CHARACTER(S)?
I honestly don't really have many pairings for the travelers. I think the only ones that really come to mind are Agnea with Gus and MAYBE Hikari with Rai Mei. I could see an argument for Osvald with Lady Clarissa, but that's about it.
HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE?
I mean it sorts of depends, really. As long as there's chemistry I don't mind characters being significantly older, though of course there is the matter of a character being too young *cough*Ochette*cough*
HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY ARE CONSIDERED NSFW?
I’m doing NSFW on this blog.
ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING?
I don't really have any intention to ship on this blog. If, and I mean IF I see some potential developing with one of my muses and another, I might reconsider that, but right now it's not happening.
WHO ARE OTHER CHARACTERS YOU SHIP YOUR CHARACTER WITH?
At the moment? No one, really.
DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU?
If you want to discuss it, it would definitely need to be plotted out after our characters have spent enough time together.
ARE YOU SHIP-OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS?
I don't really think about shipping often. I actually do enjoy a good romance, but I'm not the most adept at writing it.
WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE SHIP IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM?
Hmm... It actually is kind of a tie between AgneaxGus and DolcineaxVeronica.
FINALLY, HOW DOES ONE SHIP WITH YOU?
As stated before: IF I feel like there's something there between our characters, I'm open to plotting it through IM's.
Tagged by: @arkyn-iceborn-vindication
Tagging: @oc-menagerie, @cosmosoracle, @sonofshin and anyone else who wants to do it.
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Update: book one will be split into two stories
Also I finally drew Akino when they're a bit older (I changed the name from Akihiko to Akino)
Fun fact: Arkyn, Asuka, and Akino's hair are white when their younger because most Lung Dragons and Lung Dragon halflings born in a humanoid form have white hair until they achieve dragon form.
Another fact: Akino has almost always been intersex, even when the story was called "Equilibrium"
The only time they weren't, was before I decided to write my story and first created the oc
The names that this character has had since their creation were (in order): Haruka, Hakuren, Akihiko, and now Akino
#talesofvezstus#oc#oc artwork#young writer#character art#dragon oc#intersex character#intersex#bigender#lgbtq
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Act of Devotion
Male Lead: Captain Arkyn Joriki
Universe/Au: Warhammer 40k/Yandere Space Marines
Canon Status: It's canon.
Okay here me out... its a bit of a hurt/comfort....
How could he not show her his devotion? That thought plagued him... just like when their time together had ended. Sure at first he was saddened as he enjoyed that plucky young guardswoman. Then the days drug on... and on... and on. It drove him mad. How slowly did time tick... the feeling that he had lost something... someone precious... a once in a mortal lifetime sort of person.
Mortal frontlines were brutal and quickly stank of the dead. Yet as the years pulled on... as the way his smiles no longer met his eyes... the dourness in his moods as he ate up any and all information he could about his Elskling's front her lines... he couldn't find anything about her that would trigger suspicion and he was not going to have the Inquisition hold something over his head! But... that long winter had settled in and wrapped around Arkyn's bones.
He had to come to terms that she was gone... she haunted his nights sometimes of the what ifs and could have been. The smile she gave... the laughs she had... the moans they shared... he wasn't expecting to have found what he wanted on a battlefield nestled between her legs. They had fun in more ways then one... it was hardly about the sex as it was more about how they were content... how they laughed... how he let her cry...
And then she was back. A more mature voice... a decade does rough things to a mortal body. Though she said his name with the same warmth and fondness as when he last left her... how could he not have done what he did?
He showed his devotion by stealing his Elskling away. How once the shock of what happened wore off she was a spitting viper and mad as hell at him. He understood! He wasn't a complete fool... he knew what he had done was wrong but... it was either her being in his arms... or him watching her die. He's explained it all to her before... his reasons why... he's said it so many times... he peels open his heart each time.
He tries so very hard to get her to speak with him the same fondness as before. How his yellow brown eyes look to her with unsaid apologies because he wasn't sorry for what he did... he was sorry for how she felt. He would do it again with no hesitation. He tries to have her understand. His brothers are sympathetic to his plight as unhappy partners are a common thing but it always hurts to get to the good part... the part where those platitude statements of love and sex fall from their lips.
He notices all the small things... that should have been his first sign a decade ago... how he could remember how she liked her recaf... how she would sneak some spices into her mac and cheese ration... how the one with bacon bits was one of her favorite and she always tried to trade for those. He could hear it in her conversations with the other partners... how she talks about things she misses... and he tries his best. While he is a more meat of the land sort of man she enjoys her meat from the water... his room is full of small things he has picked out for her.
Even if she is still mad at him the way her eyes soften as he tells her about his time away from her and he has brought her a gift... or something for her to do her hobby... a recipe book or two lays on his shelf next to dataslates full of seasons of some show she loves. Arkyn tries... he really does... he still knows how she likes her recaf in the morning and every morning he can't help but make sure its ready and waiting for her with her favorite mug... and every night he can tell its been used.
He knows it might be awhile before she will warm up to him again. Arkyn is fine with that... simply having her here with him again... to know she is safe... is enough for him to suffer her ire. Because him taking her with him is his highest act of devotion towards her... because he loved her so much he suffered from afar... he would rather suffer from close if she was to be like winter to him.
He placed the cup of recaf by her as she watched some snow fall out the window. He felt her smile warm his skin as she leaned against him and he forced himself to sit lest he lose this moment of affection. Snow was as natural as rain to him he didn't see what she saw but he could see such wonder in her eyes. He bit his tongue to tease her how much she will learn to have a healthy respect for the snow.
"Do you have to be somewhere?" She asks softly.
"No." He replies before he thinks before the meetings that will wait on him lest he linger for too long.
The silence was deafening for him as he listened to her heart beating inside of her chest. "Do... do you think we could make some mac and cheese tonight. I-"
"Lunch we can. I got you some fish to cook up for tonight." Arkyn replies.
"Are you going to be around for lunch?"
"Aye."
He watched her smile at him. "I'll make sure to make enough for the both of us."
Even if he came back and the bowl was only slightly cold... the simple fact that she would leave him a bowl or a plate of food... well Arkyn remembers several of those early nights just eating that food... food made for him... he remembers the happiness as he was able to shake off winter that clung to his bones. He feels her lean against him as he allowed himself to be a couple minutes... fifteen at most... late. And all felt right in Arkyn's world.
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#warhammer 40k#Yandere#male yandere#yandere space marine#space marine#yandere space wolf#space wolves#OC: Arkyn#space marine x reader#x reader#fluffuary2024#fluffuary
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For muns with multiple muses, past and present, on any blog.
Rules: Fill out the form according to which muse suits each title best. (The same muse can have multiple titles.) Repost and tag. Feel free to add more!
Favourite Muse: Almost definitely Arkyn
Most Character Development: You’d think it’d be Arkyn as the OC I’ve roleplayed for what, 5 or so years off and on? But I honestly think it may be Yrsa
Trash Muse: Shirka. He is a trashy narcissistic idiot and I love him.
The Meme-Lord: Zephyr, at least in modern AU.
Most Likely to Start a War: Obviously Elias. He’s a literal revolutionary.
Worst Personality: Probably early-on Shirka, when his narcissism is at its peak. He gets better as time goes on and the god in his necklace keeps lecturing him.
Best Personality: Probably Arix. He’s a very wholesome boy.
Best Singer: I’ve got a bard named William, but he’s not on tumblr, so instead I’ll say Zephyr. He likes to do karaoke cause he has an insane range (modern AU).
Most Attractive Muse: Shirka I mean, it’s subjective. My hottest OC is probably a dryad named Illyin, but much like the aforementioned William, she’s not on tumblr. Of the muses on my blog atm, I’d say I feel Yrsa is most attractive, at least to me.
Biggest Heart: Arix. Man had a traumatic upbringing, forgot it all, and was smothered in love. He’s got such a big heart my sweet draconic boy.
Falls in Love Quickest: Ooooh that’s a hard one. I’d say Shirka because he’s the flirtiest, but that doesn’t mean he’d fall quickly. Instead, it might be Yrsa. She’s also the type to never tell them, even lie to their face when confronted.
Most Likely to Drop Their Phone in the Toilet: Easily Shirka. He’s so dumb.
Ice Ruler: Morph, probably. Which is funny, considering I have Freja as an ice elemental user and Arkyn. But if anyone’s got that cold personality when it comes to personal relationships, Morph is a lot like that.
The Edgelord: Julian, oh lord. To be fair, it’s hard not to write a character with his past as edgy.
Most Tragic Backstory: Aggh, I torture so many OCs though! Probably Julian. He’s literally unable to die, piloting his own dead body around like a combat puppet. That or Arkyn, Arkyn reallllllly has it rough.
Best Case of Puberty: Hmm... I’d say... Jericho, prior to dying and getting isekai’d into Aldrick’s body. He went from background character commoner to looking like a sorcerer king.
Most Awkward: Julian. He’s not really had much of a chance to socialize ever since he died and became a revenant.
Busy Bee: Arix. He can’t sit still, always has to be doing something.
Most Clueless: Freja. To be fair, she’s missing lots of her memory.
Most Likely to Forget Their Wallet at Home: Yrsa. At her stage in life, money has little meaning, and she often forgets she even has a coin purse.
Best Dressed: Elias on most days, Zephyr when he has to attend any formal events in his modern AU (after all, modern Zephyr is heir to a fashion mogul)
Biggest Flirt: SHIRKA
Most Dramatic: Shirka
Least Likely to Show Up Late: Elias
One With Weirdest Habit: Haven’t thought this through much, maybe Jericho as he’s literally from another world and his behaviors don’t always add up perfectly. If we’re counting retired muses, Saphernion has some strange habits as she’s essentially a banshee and has a... complicated past where she’d pick up strange habits just to survive.
Most Likely to Be Caught at the Gym: Unsure what they mean by ‘caught?’ If it’s caught staring at someone, definitely Shirka. If it’s being spotted there when you wouldn’t expect to see them there, Zephyr. Gotta stay in shape, even as a gamer (once again, modern AU).
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Tagging: @korvyna, @misstantabismuses (if you haven’t been tagged already), anyone who feels so inclined :)
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✨ Faelyn ✨ for Arkyn in Instagram.
Thank you so much for commissioning me and giving me this opportunity to make your OC!
#client's oc#oc#commission#commissions#art#digital art#digitalart#elf#drawing#illustration#bust#full-render#commissionbust
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WIP Day!
I was tagged by the amazing and sweet @unlikelynick @adelaidedrubman @chyrstis thank you, lovelies!!!
Tagging: @strafethesesinners @water-writings @simonxriley @playstationmademe @fadedjacket @minilev @theknifegame @redreart @rejected-beater @shellibisshe @lobanhart @ohfaiths @chuckhansen I’m sorry for any double tags, I’m late on this a bit.
Honestly, I’m working on too so much right now. Mostly Dragon Age and my oc for The Gentlemen and Sons of Anarchy because I’m a Charlie Hunnam thot, apparently. So...yeah. Anyway, this is when Athera and Evune meet Thrya and Arkyn, wanting to help the Inquisition in hopes for Athera to lend aid against the Jaws of Hakkon.
I could feel the crease between my brows as the headache began to set in by the utter nonsense that we seemed to have stumbled upon. I almost scoff then, as if these two hadn’t just walked right into Skyhold without a care. Evune’s grey eyes lazily, almost amusingly, slide to me with a hint of a smirk and a raised brow, but I actively avoid meeting them. The stress and exhaustion were playing a heavy hand in this, sure, but I also didn’t exactly like that people could stroll into our base without a care. Though, considering who they were, I couldn’t exactly say I was too shocked.
“I just judged one of your people for throwing goats at my castle—”
“Wasn’t one of ours, we hail from the Frostbacks.” She jerked her head, motioning to the large blonde man on her left, her braids smacking against her armor. “Sounds like you pissed someone off though.” The blonde woman smirked as her axe rested across her shoulders, her hands resting on them with ease. “It’s tradition that is. What did you do? Lay with his daughter?”
“That’s none of your—"
“Killed his son, he grabbed our men in the Mire.” Evune chimed in, her arms crossing with that smirk still on her face, both of their heads held high as they eyed each other. I clenched my jaw a bit as she made a slight show with her bow as she angled her body just a bit. “We didn’t take kindly to that.”
“Nor should you.” The woman laughed boisterously. “A leader that can’t take their own men back? Well, why the bloody hell would I follow someone like that, eh?”
“You don’t seem the following type…” I trailed off and gave her a meaningful look. A glance was shared between them as the man held his huge sword in front of him, leaning a bit on it as the tip dug into the hard ground.
“Thyra. And this beast is Arkyn. We come to lend aid to you lowlanders, in hopes that you will return the favor. Word is you need warriors to fight, so here we are.”
I smiled politely, diplomatically, as I eyed them carefully. “We have an army, some are even Templars, but we do have soldiers.” Another glance from Thrya to Arkyn, the smirk only widening as her icy eyes caught mine.
“Aye. My point exactly.”
Cullen made a noise from behind me before muttering “I beg your pardon,” Cassandra nearly choking and then scoffing at the insult as Solas and Josie remained silent. Evune raised a brow, her smirk turning even more playful than before. “I think I like you.”
#oc: athera lavellan#oc: evune lavellan#oc: thyra janesdotten#oc: arkyn#my ocs#my writing#dai#i don't have a last name for arkyn yet#still working on it#but i loved him so much i had to write him#my avvar and dalish children playing nicely#i love to see it
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SHIPPING INFO //ANSWER THE FOLLOWING FOR YOUR MUSES SO PEOPLE KNOW HOW SHIPPING WORKS ON YOUR BLOG.
WHAT IS YOUR OTP FOR YOUR CHARACTER(S)?
My OTP with Arkyn is definitely Ahri. More specifically, Arkyn with @ahrichus--archived-blog‘s Ahri. Mo is one of my best friends and one of the main reasons I got so involved in the LoL RPC back in the day. The mixture of fluff and angst between these two immortal goofballs was such a pleasure to write. Mo’s retired from the RP scene, but I still often send them HCs and such about the two characters.
HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE?
Great question, especially since Arkyn is at least 9,000 years old (though depending on verse, most of that was in stasis). I’d say that any character around 25-ish can reasonably date any older character without me feeling very weirded out by it. There’s exceptions to every rule, obviously, but that’s the first thing that comes to mind. If the hypothetical 25-year-old has known, say, this 60 year old since they were much younger, that can definitely feel weird to me. Otherwise, I feel like the half-the-oldest-character’s-age-plus-seven rule makes decent sense for me.
HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY ARE CONSIDERED NSFW?
I’m more than happy to write violence n gore, but smut is something I’m rather averse to writing. The moment the clothes come off or when hands begin to wander, I’m fading to black.
ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING?
I feel like I’m just as selective as most people would be. I like seeing Arkyn’s character develop by meeting someone and entering into a romance, but I’m not gonna smack characters together and expect things to work out. I prefer the characters having known each other for quite some time before they “fall.” Slow burn / mutual pining is the best. If I don’t feel like there’s good chemistry between our muses after a few interctions, it’s unlikely a ship will come to fruition.
WHO ARE OTHER CHARACTERS YOU SHIP YOUR CHARACTER WITH?
Arkyn’s had lots of relationships here on tumblr throughout the years. Most of them were with other peoples’ OCs, but there were a few League characters mixed in. Ahri, Ashe, canon-divergent Katarina, very canon-divergent Lissandra, and I’ve always been curious about trying a ship with a Sejuani. I like the idea of a Sejuani ship being a slow burn or a forced proximity since Arkyn’s first impression of Sejuani was poor, and both are proud and competent warriors with differing world views. It could even be a relationship that fails and they’re bitter exes. Really, I just want to interact with a Sejuani more because I rarely got the chance to write with any back in the day. If I were to pick any other champs, I would be curious to have Kai’sa interact with Arkyn if only for them to have shared void trauma to bond over.
DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU?
I would like to discuss ships before we just jump into one, and, as stated before, I can be selective about who Arkyn would reciprocate feelings for. However, that doesn’t mean characters without many Arkyn interactions can’t send in ship-related asks or starters. In fact, unrequited love is a side of writing I haven’t often explored. I’ll probably DM you if we haven’t discussed it yet to hash out ideas, but if your character wants to put some moves on the ice boy, feel free! I can’t guarantee he’ll immediately be into it, but we can always wing it and see where it goes.
ARE YOU SHIP-OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS?
My desire to write romance comes and goes, but judging from past experience in the RPC, if I’ve got an active ship I’m likely to err more on the side of obsessed rather than not. I don’t think I’m one to go out of my way to find new ships for Arkyn, but I do love to write him dealing with his own feelings should I have an active shipping partner.
WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE SHIP IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM?
That’s a tough question, honestly. I’ve been only tangentally involved in League for a long time, and I’m not sure if there’s a ship I particularly prefer to others. Ekko/Jinx is interesting from a tragic perspective, but I wouldn’t call it my favorite by any means. Once upon a time I shipped Shen and Irelia, but current lore makes me feel like Shen would have too many problems with Irelia’s philosophy for them to mesh.It’s been a while since I had any sort of CanonxCanon OTP.
If I were to step oustide of the LoL fandom though, I’ve been playing a lot of Octopath Journey 2 recently and I’m seeing some chemistry between Agnea and Hikari 👀 Also seems like Hikari and Throné have a lot in common but I’m not sure if I’d necessarily ship the two together.
FINALLY, HOW DOES ONE SHIP WITH YOU?
Message me! I’m always down to discuss ships, especially if there’s a certain dynamic or trope we want to achieve with the relationship. I haven’t really done any pre-established relationships before as far as romance goes, but I’d be willing to give it a go if I felt it was justifiable between each muse. Honestly, even a one-off comment in a tag or some inner monologue in a thread that implies a muse might be catching feelings could be enough if I feel the two could be a good pair. But yes, the most reliable way is to message me privately, and I would be more than glad to figure out any sort of shipping.
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