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Found Family Tournament Round 1 Part 19 Group 95

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Cheer Factory: Goo & Bot

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Cheer Factory:

waves at you . hi !!!!! (pastes in my pre made rant and slightly edits and adds onto i

you have NO IDEA how much ‘found family’ energy these two give off (unless yyou do . by coincidence.uhm) like?? they find out theyre on the pink team and BOTH bot and goo shout “YEAHHH,, PINK TEAM !!” in unison . and then they immediately start getting along throughout the show . they are siblings to me they are the duo ever theyre like so silly theyre like two little kids in a trench coat/pos

okay so let me talk about bot first of all bot is . theyre heavily implied to be trans actually NO not heavily implied it’s practically CANON because bot is supposed to be the robot replica of a dead person named bow but later on they say they “aren’t bow” and that they wanna be a different person !!!! in the newer episodes literally when they were drawing what they wanna look like they put they/them on the paper and it was shown ON SCREEN !!!!!/pos/silly and in the new episode they GOT their new look and when they noticed their eyelashes were gone and all the other cool details they got they said “it’s so… me !! :D” ALSO: this small speech they gave

“yknow, lately ive been worried,, if i went by a different name, or maybe even ,, looked a little different.. i wouldnt be me anymore., but you helped me realize that,, no matter what you put out there.. youre still you” UWAHHHHHH/POS okay now goo second of all goo is like the silliest little goofball ive seen on a web series . he dances with PINECONES and makes weird analogies and made a 3 hour film for bot after they came out he did NOT deserve to be voted out for that i really hope they reunite because they didnt get to talk much before goo’s elimination and not ONLY that but literally goo got eliminated BEFORE he got to see bot’s new look he doesn’t even know that their name is bot he still thinks its tbd as far as i know (also because the only pictures of them together so far are literally before bot got their new look so. im gonna have to separate them when i submit photos💔💔) and the interaction right before his elimination was like kinda awkward unfortunately but it made me sob/hj

"yeah,, i liked it !! but.. it was,,. a lot :[ listen goo,, i-i dont need this new identity to be such a big grand spectacle , i just want you to treat me like. llike me . with all the uncertainty lately, it helps everything feel just a bit more,, normal , yknow .?" “oh,, ohfor sure ,! i get it !! it’s like,, you just wanted a slice of cake, and i went and gave you the whole bakery ,:D !!” “hehe, yyup, nailed it !! ,:)” ↑↑↑ UWAHHHHHHH😭/LH/POS and third of all their alliance name they are literally called THE CHEER FACTORY because they wanna CHEER PEOPLE UP and they did !!!!! they cheered up clover and the floor ithink yes the floor is a character ssshshshshhsshh and goo literally lost one of the challengesbecause he laughed at the floor’s joke AND HE DID NOT CARE he was just glad he got to cheer somebody up !!!!! “another satisfied customer at the,, CHEER FACTORY !!! :D” LITERALLY HE WAS SO HAPPY and also when they were separated into two seperate teams goo is IMMEDIATELY sad when he notices bot isnt with him “sigh… i guess the cheer factory has become the.., cheer llc. :[“ I FELT SO BAD FOR THE BOTH OF THEM also can you tell whos my favorite/hj/lh anyways theyre silly theyre blorbos theyre the duo ever and thats why they should be in this competition (psssssst pstpst hhey im not gonna force you or anything btw but watch this video that interviews goo after he got eliminated from the show please/nf/ ineed to provide more evidence/hj/lh) || https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eb4iAbI2f3s

goo literally made a video that was like 3 hours.long which was dedicated to bot's new identity after they said they were a robot and weren't "bow" and also they both have their own silly little alliance in the show called "The Cheer Factory" ❗❗❗ cmon theyre like. theyre literally like two little kids in a trenchcoat/silly theyrefound family siblings to me

Naruto & Umino:

everyone in the village hated naruto since the day he was born bc of the demon that lives in his insides somewhere (this sounds crazy if you haven't seen the show but trust me here). iruka was his teacher at school. when everyone was graduating, naruto failed and some side character told him that if he stole a secret scroll he'd pass (since he failed). they were using him tho, and were planning on killing him (i think). and then iruka goes after him and finds him with the scroll before the other person did, and was the first person to actively defend naruto, and was the first person to believe him and see him as the person he was (he's like 12 here btw). and then, iruka always acts as a father figure to naruto, and at the very end of the series, when naruto gets married, he asks iruka to be his father at his wedding. i cried like a little bitch and i swear to god i just lvoe them so much. i doubt anyone will submit them butAAAAAA. ALSO IRUKA PASSED HIM IN THE END AND GAVE HIM HIS OWN FUCKING HEADBAND!!! SOBS AND CRIES AND SCREAMS

iruka was the first person to ever believe in naruto. it’s mentioned throughout the story how much of an impact iruka had on naruto just by believing in him, and it’s super sweet. the real kicker is that at the end of the show, naruto asks iruka to play the role of his father at his wedding, and i will never not cry about it!! literally look at them!!! never shutting up about this!!

#tumblr polls #poll #polls #tournament poll #found family #found family tournament 2023 #tumblr tournament #tournament #Cheer Factory #Inanimate Insanity #Naruto Uzumaki #Iruka Umino #Naruto #Goo #Bot

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fandomfluffandfuck · 1 year

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Any thots for us while Ao3 is tragically down? (Only if you have time and are in the mood ❤️ You’re amazing)

Noooo, AO3 is down! I just saw! (I've been doing homework lol, so I didn't know) and to make it worse Spotify is down for me too 😫

How will we go on?

It's maintenance, I know, and I know that's good, they gotta. But, still. lol

A quick thought for you, straight from the notes on my phone lol, but under the cut because it involves omorashi:

Rope bondage that leads to accidental omorashi is plaguing meeee

Like, goddamn, imagine stucky with a shrinkyclinks type dynamic but not really winter-soldier!Bucky and pre-serum!Steve. Just. Regular beefy Bucky and lil Steve but this is beefy submissive Bucky and tiny sadist Steve 😮‍💨

Steve has Bucky restrained in some heavy ties. Standing up, legs tied together, ties around his waist and chest and shoulders BUT his arms are held up over his head. It's nothing that he couldn't get Bucky out of like *that* with the safety sheers he has next to him on the floor of their playroom, but... it's a lot more fun to watch this unfold.

This being how suddenly, a good hour into a scene, Bucky has discovered he kinda, really has to piss.

Bucky's been teased--not exactly edged--but he's been touched all over in preparation for the tie and then during the tying of the ropes and after the tying too. He's blushing all over. Covered in goosebumps. So, so sensitive. Long hair on his face, over his blindfold. Breathing hard against the ropes. Yet, no matter how much he squirms he cannot get away from the press of a fucking knot right against his full bladder.

It hurts.

Bucky has to piss so bad.

His tears are wetting the blindfold, making it stick to his burning face wetly.

He's begging for mercy, sobbing, "please, please, please pleasepleaseplease," he doesn't take time to breathe and chokes for a moment, whining, "lemmego!please!Ineed-I'mgonna. Oh. Oh, God, I'm gonna, mmmmgh, I'm gonna pee myself! Steve! Steve!!"

But he isn't safewording.

And...

Steve's getting off too hard on his agony to cut him out of the ties if he isn't going to use his safeword or colors. Steve's biting his lip hard. And, unthinkingly, his hand is reaching out, lightning quick, to press against the knot resting low against Bucky's tummy.

Bucky shrieks.

"Noooo!" He cries, hiccuping. Squirming harder. Trying to get away from the unrelenting pressure. He's gotta burst! Fuck!

Steve grins like a madman. He presses harder and harder and harder as words spill out of his mouth, encouraging and filthy. Telling Bucky what a good boy he is, telling Bucky how he wants to see him lose it, lose control, do it, do it. For me. Right now.

Bucky holds on for another moment. The last strand of resistance.

Then.

Then, the floodgates open and he pisses himself, gushing out, crying like he's never cried before while it happens but...

He's also hard as hell.

Steve can see Bucky's cock twitching as he pisses. Steve can see how hard and peaked Bucky's nipples are. Steve can even see the race of Bucky's pulse in his throat, hammering against the delicate skin as he flushes impossibly more red.

He's so fucking into this.

They both are.

It's to the point that even though Bucky is fully sobbing--chest heaving sobs mixed with moans that sound like he's having a goddamn orgasm--the second he's done making his mess Steve has to pounce on him.

Steve jerks him off fast and rough. Bucky cums once. Exploding the second Steve lays a hand on him. Yet. It's not enough. He doesn't go soft. He's still riding the high of that release. Steve keeps going. Going and going even as Bucky starts squirming again, trying to get away, trying to crawl out of his skin with how good everything feels. It feels too good! It's too much! Too much!

Bucky is-

Fuck.

Bucky is so fucking obsessed with how hard he gets off that he thinks he may never get off another way ever again 🥴

Hope you enjoyed 😘 sorry it's really short lol

#asks #bucky barnes #steve rogers #stucky #fic #fandomfluffandfuck

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preachereater · 1 month

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You're probably cute but I think you would look cuter with your head chopped off and my cock in your neck stump

OH MY GOD???????????????? dm me please ineed you so bad please please please please please please

#you ask angel answers

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mushed-kid · 2 months

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drew something on my friend’s ipad and oh my god the want is getting so fucking strong😭 iNEED an ipad i want it so fucking bad and i want an apple pencil thing so taht i can draw on the ipad i love it😭 and i uugggh i can affored one but it’s like… do i wanna spend my money on that? idk and i already tried to ask my parents for one for my birtday and christmas and they said no😔 do u think theyd want to go halfsies with me

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larrypuppet · 4 months

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oh, you're italian! so celsius is probably your first reference then, actually... my bad for the assumption. (still, though... 40's a fever bordering on dangerous x) haha)

Yes, Celsius is the Unit we use, and in fact yes, I am ineed Italian...somehow I thought that Medic would never actually take care if himself, si his fever raised a lot, yeah it's concerning, in fact Heavy was concerned...heheh.. anyways I read the other message too, and TY SO MUCH FOR THE ASK, I like request !

#tf2 #tf2 medic #tf2 heavy #tf2 heavymedic

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labratboygirl · 4 months

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As a little beast myself & an osdd system with an argos fictive ur account is very good 2 me

Also have a picture of this great Halloween decoration I have

OH EM GEE HIIIIIIII ^_^_^_^ ineed those thangs in my home . so so bad

#*shitty bitcrushed voice* youve got mail!!

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dwn024 · 7 months

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question! what other decade(s) (or like. point in time) do you like, aside from y2k? &BTW i really like your cmy2k playlist, im nowhere near close to hearing all the songs, but everything ive heard thus far goes hard as fuck 👍

ineed to edit and update that CMY2K playlist SOOOO BAD IT IS SO LONG AND CLUTTERED I'M SORRY OTL

THAT. SAID. i am SOOOOOOOO crazy about 1960s/1970s shit. SO MUCH. all facets of design aesthetics PEAKED back then, cars music clothes graphics furniture interior decor advertising so on ALL of it is just so phenomenally charming

whereas Y2K futurism and computer history are really my main interests with the Y2K era and everything else is kinda just background noise, but in general lots of Y2K-era design was built upon Nostalgia for the 60s/70s, and even beyond design you can see this in media too for example that 70s show and the star wars prequels are both results of Y2K nostalgia for the 70s, as well as the supergraphic ultramodern revival And groovival visual design styles, those particular aspect that i'm interested in about Y2K era shit is all inspired by the 60s/70s, but my area of interest is really narrowed to the futurism shit. don't even get me started on people conflating mcbling with Y2K

but 60s/70s i'm also SOOOO EXTREMELY INTERESTED IN THE COMPUTER HISTORY!!!! i already settled that whatever project i do after CMY2K isgonna be a period piece set in the 70s with 70s style robots holy fuck so muchgoddamnshit was happening. and early early 70s the spce race and moon laning just happend so evreyone was like WHOA THIS IS IT WE'RE IN TH EFUTURE!!!! WHILE AT THE SAME TIME you have the contrast of the fucking vietnam war happening concurrently, that ocntrast is so so fascinating to me. dude i miss US hstory 2 class just cuz my teacher ruled and i was so so enraptured durign the fucking vietnam war unit tht shit is so fucking horrific but the fact it and the moon landng happened like side by side is so fucking fascinating to lookat from the computer history angle because computers weren'tyet a consumer thing sothe primary motivtions for improving themwere A) this really amazing scientific feat and going to space [and beating the russians] and B) this fucking horrible awful war no one should've ever got involved in

OH GOD AND THE FUCKING COLD WAR WAS HAPPENING TOO dude 60s/70s is just my favorite era of history Period it is SO fascnating to me. when my animaniacs autism was at its peak and i had a toon OC i was thinking about a toontown type project set during the cold war and there's like soviet stopmotion toons

i need to stop rambling my keyboard is fucking up byt basically in summary: my autism about 1960s/1970s history is likea good 60% of the reasonfor my autism about Y2K futurism

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selcouth-vast-poet · 7 months

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ineed him so bad oh my God

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caroldantops · 6 months

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Seeing how soft and vulnerable carol was during that whole film made wonder how do I get to kiss her forehead and hold her boobs gentley and tenderly 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

LITERALLY LIKE I WALKED OUT OF THE THEATER LIKE OH MY GOD INEED TO HUG HER SO BAD...

#c: carol

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ggrimeyhd · 1 year

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I hope you have a very day!

i need to pee so bad right now you dont even know dude i am pissing myself oh my gof ineed to pee

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chiss-ticism · 1 year

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13, 23, 46 for blondie?

tysm!!! Art by @/Ineed-to-sleep!

13.) When do they fake a smile? How often? Funnily enough, I don't think she'd even bother to do so anymore. Even her preferred style of jokes, dad jokes, only get small smiles from her when they land *Addendum: it escaped my mind earlier, but she is a siren. She would probably have to smile for that, lmao

23.) What do they feel guilty for that the other person(s) doesn’t / don’t even remember? oh, goodness... hmm.. She stole a hoodie from her former roommate when she was leaving Germany and still feels mildly bad about it. They have met since, she has not offered it back lmao She also left some of her turtlenecks behind, which the aforementioned roommate has used in two other scenarios that I know of (once in attendance at a Hecata Family Meet-up In Munich and another time at Elysium in Chicago when they were voting to allow the Lasombra to join the Camarilla) so I'd say that they're fairly even

46.) Are they a listener or a talker? If they’re a listener, what makes them talk? If they’re a talker, what makes them listen? Listener, all the way! getting her to talk is a simple thing, really - just ask her about something she cares about and she can maintain several lines of thought for as long as you'll let her

#Sorry for the wait!!#Blondie Tag

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cool-okbutno · 1 year

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oh god i want him so bad I'm too easy INEED to stop re reading messages

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zeptos · 3 years

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that was so fun actually but also so weird

#diary moment #warning: boring drabble tags #so someone i knew for a long time outside of this we are doing a quartet. they are new but the other three of ushave been practicing wo them #anyway they finally came in today so ihad a partner i have played with the other two before. a lot but not the new one who ive known for #longer actually probably. but only like. watching or talking outside of this context never playing tog #so it was like. so weird seeing up close and also how we work tog and like. the diff styles. ???#idk it was very obvious we had v diff styles but then it p quickly became natural and it meshed idk cracked a couple laughs etc #it was just so nice to finally not be on my own with the other two together far away yk like i have my little squad now #also finally having all four was sick and neat actually also it covered up my mistakes thank god #p good day today and also might library tomorrow which. i haven’t been in so damn long oh my oh my i miss her #gosh also got 2 big things turned in and one huge test finished today so. vibes #except not for long bc i have another huge thing ineed to get done before thurs so. hdjfjdjfjshdkgkdhf #once november begins maybe i will finally be able to play cookie run i want mala cookie so bad this is racism i don’t need another attk tho #i still only have One defense #hhdhdj lololirjhdjfksl had some nice interactions today too incl insta but. that was also confusing so #OH WAIT MY FRIEND MADE THIS GUY STROKE THE BACK OF MY HAND BC IT WAS SOFT LIKE ??? THAT WAS SO AWKWARD AM I A PETTING ZOO GAWRSH #will be repressing that #planning is such a hassle bc all my friend groups from diff places all seem to have beef w each other so it’s like i miss all of them and we #only have this one day to hang out but is it really worth this crossover. yk #ard peace shower moment xdxoxoxo #if u read this. how #2021 october 12 #2mo out 😰😥🤭😀😄😜😙🥰😍🥸🧟

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its-sixxers · 3 years

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A Night to Remember, I

A night drinking at the New Gnisis Cornerclub leaves Tandreth awaking somewhere far away, raising questions not only about his newfound predicament, but his feelings toward his traveling companion.

(Writing prompt given by @radbeetle and @ineed-to-sleep, based on the quest of the same name. Gonna be a multi parter as I get a chance to write. :3)

Tandreth woke to the sound of rushing water.

It was enough to get his eyes to snap open. There was no rushing water in Windhelm, and Windhelm was where he last remembered being conscious. Opening his eyes too quickly fast proved to be a mistake, however, for the sun was in precisely the right position in the sky to nearly blind him.

“Fetcher.” he swore, throwing his arm over his eyes and feeling a headache fast approaching. He was hungover - but he wasn’t bound. That was good. He’d woken up worse from nights of heavy drinking (so much worse he didn’t want to remember). The next time he opened his eyes he barely cracked them open, squinting out at the world around him.

To his disbelief, he was in Markarth.

Markarth was across Skyrim from Windhelm.

Tandreth dragged himself upright, his body sore from sleeping on stone. He’d passed out in one of Markarth’s many alleyways, and by some miracle hadn’t been robbed or worse. A small waterfall cascaded down the rocks next to him, spraying mist onto his face now that he sat upright.

What had happened?

The last thing he could recall was drinking in the New Gnisis Cornerclub - he was short on coin, so when a stranger offered an enchanted staff as the wager to a friendly drinking contest he was all too happy to oblige. The man wanted no wager from Tandreth besides Idunn’s participation, and -

“Idunn.” Tandreth choked out, scrambling to his feet. Idunn was nowhere to be seen, and dread pooled in his gut - doing no favors for his nausea. The world moved beneath him like the deck of a ship in stormy seas, and he nearly stumbled off the stone path and down the cliff beside him. Markarth was a bad place to be in any state of inebriation, and Tandreth was beginning to wonder if he wasn’t still a little bit drunk.

He stumbled down the path, unsure of where to even go - he made it six steps before he was forced to bend over and vomit, aiming for a hardy patch of bush next to the path.

“Ugh.” Came a female voice from nearby, and after wiping his mouth Tandreth looked up to see a young priestess of Dibella emptying a pot of dirty water over the path’s edge. When her eyes settled on his face an expression of sudden nervousness crossed over her features, and she started to hurry back up the steps to the temple.

She’d recognized him. “Wait!” Tandreth shouted after the priestess, stumbling after her in a manner that was far too graceless for his liking. Even so, he was still able to climb the steps faster than she, and managed to catch up to her at the temple door.

The priestess whirled around with the vase raised, clearly ready to smash it into his head if the need arose. “Don’t! You didn’t get in last night, and you won’t get in today.”

“Last night?” Tandreth slurred in confusion. While he’d made use of the services of Dibella’s acolytes more than once, for the first time he’d found himself at a point in his life where he didn’t desire them. But if he’d drunkenly lost track of the Dragonborn, or worse, driven her away…

“Divines, you’re still drunk, aren’t you?” The priestess said, her nose wrinkling in a mix of displeasure and pity. “Yes. Last night. You were chasing a crying woman - drunk as you were - and she sought sanctuary from us. You didn’t like that.”

“Idunn.” he breathed. “Was she tall - hair like fire, cow-eyed, great big warhammer?”

The priestess looked like she regretted saying anything. “I’ll call the guard. She has sanctuary.”

“That’s fine.” Tandreth replied, shoulders sagging. “Listen, if it’s her - tell her I’m sorry. I don’t know what I did, but…” She was crying. Running from him. He’d no idea what he’d done, but the consequences made him feel even sicker to his stomach. At least he knew where she was - at least the hundred worst case scenarios that ran through his mind on waking proved to be untrue.

“Oh.” The priestess lowered her jug. While she still looked at him with suspicion, much of the venom faded from her gaze. “I’ll tell her if she asks, but it’s best you-”

Suddenly the door to the temple flew open, and a large red-headed woman nearly ran over the priestess in her haste to escape. An older priestess followed the woman, who’d just shouted “TANDRETH?” loud enough to make him want to cover his ears.

Idunn.

“I’m here!” he shouted back, trying to hide his smile at seeing how perplexed both of the priestesses were.

Idunn spun around to face him, relief clear on her features. It was contagious, prompting the same in him. She didn’t hate him, whatever had passed by. The motion made her wince, and she placed a hand to her temple.

“You’re hungover too, then.” Tandreth observed, watching her approach him with a greater degree of clumsiness than usual.

“I don’t care about that.” she replied. “How in Oblivion did we get to Markarth? What day is it?”

“The fifth of Second Seed, if you’d only listen.” The older priestess scolded, catching her breath. “Dibella’s grace, you two are a handful. Calm yourself, Daphne - last night was emotion run high by drink. This woman has no need of our protection.”

“I can see that.” The young priestess - Daphne - huffed.

The fifth of Second Seed. It was the night of the fourth when they were drinking in Windhelm. Which meant either a night had passed - or a year.

“What year?” Tandreth added, causing the older priestess’ eyes to widen.

“202, of the Fourth Era.” she answered neatly. “You didn’t bump your head, did you, dear?”

Only a night. They’d crossed Skyrim in only a night. It was much better than a year passing, but it suggested powerful magic on someone’s part. Selfishly, he had a more important question to ask. “What did I do last night?” He wasn’t quite certain if he wanted to hear the answer - but the older priestess’ remark had him hopeful it wasn’t anything terrible.

“You said my horse had a stupid name.” Idunn replied, flushing at the confession. “I suppose I was drunk enough to try and defend her honor, and we both know you can’t let a jape lie.”

Tandreth had to give his drunk self some credit, for he wasn’t wrong. Cabbage was a stupid name for a horse - but endearingly so. He guessed he didn’t phrase it quite so gracefully the night previous. “Oh. Well, my apologies, madam.” With a great and theatrical bow, he flourished his hand and held it aloft to her.

With a grumble, she placed her hand in his, and in an over the top display of chivalry he kissed her fingers like he would a king’s. To Tandreth’s surprise, Idunn had a ring worthy of one on her finger.

Her ring finger.

The thing was gold and diamond, and Tandreth knew his valuables well enough to know it was genuine at a glance. Idunn realized it was there the moment he did, and snatched her hand back to investigate as he snapped upright.

“You mentioned something about being newlywed.” The older priestess piped up, while Daphne took her chance to slip into the temple and escape the nonsense.

Immediately Tandreth looked down at his own hands - and found his fingers bare. Somehow that was less encouraging than finding a matching ring. Somehow, between Windhelm and Markarth, Idunn had gotten married.

She didn’t seem as bothered about it as he expected, staring down at the magnificent creation on her finger. The diamond caught the light in such a way that it was reflected in a rainbow within, the gold pale like winter sunlight. “It’s beautiful. Too beautiful for me.” she murmured. “Especially drunk me. Who do you think gave it?”

“Let me think.” Tandreth replied. It was difficult, with the ringing in his head. The last thing he could remember was a drinking contest with a man who wanted only Idunn’s participation as a wager.

Fury ignited within him, and it must have shown on his face for Idunn’s dazed smile faded immediately. “What?”

“Sam Guevenne.” Tandreth answered. “I’ll kill him - he must have wanted us inebriated, maybe he wanted me dead. My head feels like it. He wanted you involved. It must have been him.”

Idunn scrunched her face up with the effort of trying to dredge through her own memory, but soon understanding dawned on her face. Her mouth settled into a stony line of grim resignation. “We have to find him.”

“How?” he asked in exasperation. “I can’t remember a thing.”

The older priestess was listening to the two of them with growing concern. “Well, you did an awful lot of talking about Rorikstead.” She pointed at Tandreth. “Something about you stealing a goat. She wasn’t happy about it.”

Idunn levelled a look his way that suggested she still wasn’t happy about it, now that she was reminded.

“Rorikstead’s days away.” Tandreth sighed - his nervousness growing knowing that they’d made stops on their nightlong journey across Skyrim. That meant that whoever had put them in their predicament had been with them the entire time - and that retracing their tracks was the best idea.

“Then it’s a good thing it’s early.” Idunn replied, shifting her pack on her shoulders. “Thank you, priestess. We have somewhere to start.”

The priestess bowed her head. “You were quite polite, given the circumstances. I’m glad to help. Him, not so much. Dibella’s grace upon you.”

Tandreth’s eyes settled on the ring on Idunn’s finger. She’d said it was too beautiful for her.

He didn’t think it was beautiful enough.

#fanfic #skyrim #oc: idunn / dragonborn #oc: tandreth #fluff and silliness incoming #alcohol mention #and eventual snippets into idunn's heritage #because sanguine :V

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