#Ondolemar fanfiction

[fnvmademysoul]

ondolemar headcanons bc again WE ARE LACKING

please bear with me i am a; autistic and b; obsessed with grumpy bald men. Some NSFW and Romance headcanons but nothing too explicit.

Not exactly middle aged, but not some sweet young thing either. If we're going off the idea that a 200 year old Altmer is elderly, then Ondolemar would probably be in the 75-85 year old range; the human equivalent of about 34-38. Not afraid of growing older, as in his eyes, age and wisdom is something to be respected and desired rather than feared and lamented.

Most definitely a little inbred. His bloodline is long, respected, and as pure as it gets (mostly thanks to getting a couple cousins together every now and then).

I saw something on a tes forum discussing how the Thalmor most likely occupied the majority of the Noble upper echelon in the Summerset Isles. This would be the case for Ondolemar, his father being a high-ranking Thalmor officer, and the same as his father before him.

Being the blueprint of racial purity and male attractiveness in Altmer society, Ondolemar is likely very popular with the ladies. Most definitely has a girl somewhere in every port across the Empire. However...

There has been significant pressure from his family to marry and produce an heir to carry on his family's name (especially going off the canon idea that Altmer only produce 1-2 children per couple). However, it is also an idea that Ondolemar has been putting off. He finds himself quickly bored and annoyed by any women that cross his path and desires someone that will challenge him. Frankly, he wants a woman that he can court and chase and put effort into wooing over, rather than it being the other way around.

Cares less than he actually shows about the intermixing of races across Tamriel, though is very adamant on Elven Supremacy (however, does have fascination and respect for Argonians and Khajiit). However, he will not touch a woman who is not another Altmer, unlike some of his other Thalmor colleagues such as Ancano who has most definitely had a cheeky roll in the hay with an Imperial or Dunmer woman.

A great enjoyer of sex, and is quite good at it too. Most likely going a little nuts in Markarth as the only other Altmer there are his two blokes™ as well as Calcemo and Aicantar.

Very wealthy, both generationally and through his own efforts. Doesn't flaunt his wealth, but definitely enjoys the finer things in life; expensive imported wine, high quality leather, fine art, exotic food... the list goes on. One thing he noted about Skyrim was the lack of industries supporting such exuberant wealth; in Summerset, most individuals, even the middle class, were wealthy to a degree, thus most of the industry advertised luxury and premium items. If anything, the humbleness of life in Skyrim impressed him (after he got over his initial repulsion).

I headcanon that he does own property in Skyrim; though he has an office in Understone Keep for the purpose of investigating Talos Worship in Markarth, he has been provided an abode nearby by the Embassy. He also would own private property in a more Imperial city, such as Solitude, as a means to get away when he is given some time off.

Very religious, and takes his job rather seriously, though is absolutely sick of it, and sick of Elenwen.

Skyrim had not been his first post, yet his most recent and his least desired. He had been stationed in Summerset, Elsewyr, Valenwood, and very briefly in Cyrodil Previously. Elsewyr had been his favorite; he enjoyed the culture of Khajiit as well as the tropical weather.

#ondolemar #elenwen #ancano #elder scrolls skyrim #tes v skyrim #tes #altmer #thalmor #skyrim #the elder scrolls #headcanons #ondolemar headcanons #i love him #someone encourage me to publish my ondolemar fanfiction #i swear its good #fanfiction #ao3fic #skyrim oc #hcs #ondolemar hcs #elder scrolls

[haleslugworth]

Alternative Altmer Dragonborn, quest idea

If the Dovahkiin is an Altmer, he is pursued by Thalmor Justicars and Soldiers to join the Thalmors. Elenwen and her embassy believe having a Dovahkiin Altmer on their side - one that inherited the Nordic legend's powers - could make him powerful and have more influence.

The Dovahkiin has the option to decline, but also the option to accept.

So now the Dovahkiin has unique dialogue(s) with all the other Thalmor Justicars and Soldiers, and could also gain access to Thalmor territories scattered across Skyrim.

So, finally speaking with Rulindil, Ondolemar (more thoroughly instead of the basics of what we got in Skyrim), Elenwen (more dialogue that gives more insight from her perspective), and Thalmor soldiers who drop random lines of dialogue like guards do, but they will be unique to the Thalmor factions and have new rumors and news about Summerset Isles and Alinor.

But the Dovahkiin may still get pelted with the usual "you're not a true Elf" insults at times by those who don't like the Dragonborn among their faction.

The Dovahkiin can also choose to kill Talos worshippers or let them go. Some Talos worshippers won't always be down to talk once they catch a glimpse of any Thalmor ally. But some will be.

Main Storyline

The Dovahkiin will be approached by an Imperial courier who hands them a letter from the Thalmor Embassy, asking them to come speak with Elenwen about recruitment. Again, the Dovahkiin can ignore this letter and not see Elenwen, or they can accept the quest and see her.

At the Embassy, Elenwen speaks with the Dovahkiin in her Solar, where the other Justiciars and Wizards are also attending for Her sake. She offers them a place in their faction, in exchange that the Dovahkiin must be loyal to the Thalmors and do as she says. She explains the goals of the Thalmor, and to choose wisely or to be a target of the Thalmor the moment they decline.

If Dovahkiin declines, Elenwen will allow Dovahkiin to leave unharmed, but she reminds them that this is the final offer.

If Dovahkiin accepts, they're set for their Thalmor life. Dovahkiin does have to work up the ranks, the same as any other faction Dovahkiin joins and works upward in. They can now leave and enter the Embassy without issues and they are to give Elenwen any information that the old Blades and researchers have on the dragons.

You can be given quests by other Justiciars that are stationed at the Embassy, but once the Dovahkiin has ranked higher and completed all the Emabssy quests, they can now move on to be tasked by other Justciars that are in the cities that are under Imperial jurisdiction and can be given locations of Thalmor camps. The Dovahkiin can still visit Stormcloak cities.

I think it would also be neat to have a quest of handing Delphine and Esbern over to the Thalmor, perhaps given the task by Rulindil.

Ondolemar only has tasks that pertain to Markarth and locations close to the city. He could give tasks to deal with the Silver-Blood family, kneecapping the Imperials from silver. Letting the Forsworn free only puts more pressure on the Nordic population in the Reach. Ondolemar won't ever snitch about you being part of Madanach's escape (and neither will the two soldiers that follow him around.) Instead, the blame for Madanach's escape will be placed on the Silver-Blood family for not killing him sooner.

If you join the Imperial army, Elenwen won't be pleased, but she won't throw you out of the faction either.

If you join the Stormcloaks, you are no longer part of the Embassy and will be an enemy to the Thalmor from that point on.

Despite the Thalmor questline, the Dovahkiin can still continue the main quest as usual, but now it may just exclude Delphine and Esbern, putting more steps for Dovahkiin to pick up the clues to find Sky Haven Temple themselves, piece the past together, and defeat Alduin on their own without the Blades.

Mages' College

As for the Mages' College where Dovahkiin meets Ancano, this may remain the same. Ancano appears to have a hunger for power and it's nearly corrupted the world, but if the Dovahkiin joins the Thalmors, they can possibly save Ancano from the corruption - however, Ancano can't come back to Winterhold ever again. He may remain at a Thalmor camp, too ashamed of his behavior to return to Elenwen.

#skyrim #thalmor #thalmor route #tes #fanfiction idea #ondolemar #rulindil #elenwen #ancano #dragonborn #dovahkiin

[skyrim-forever]

WIP Wednesday

Thanks for the tag @dirty-bosmer! I'm tagging @lucien-lachance @sheirukitriesfandom and @akaviri-dovah

Here is a snippet from chapter 2 of one of my Ondolemar/OC fits I'm only happy when I'm with you

“I love you”

“You’ve had too much sujumma” a half-hearted laugh leaves her mouth until she realizes that despite the liquor he is dead serious. Her eyes move to meet his and a question leaves her lips“Will you love me in the morning?”

“Yes.”

“Will you love me when I’m old and grey?”

“Yes” he answers again, eyes never leaving hers. 

“Will you love me even if I have to stand against you, even though I’m everything you seek to eradicate?” 

“Even more so” Ondolemar says,“You surprise me, every day. I imagine I will only grow to love you more still." She puts her arms around his neck, pulling him even closer to her, desperate to have his warmth. 

“I love you too.”

#wip wednesday #Ondolemar #skyrim ocs #oc: theodora #canon/oc #skyrim #skyrim fanfic #skyrim fanfiction

[lillxart]

A little fanfiction treat!

I was in an Ondolemar mood so I decided to post this quickly on A03, the chapters are completed but the entire work itself is not. I won't be revisiting it until I actually get to Snow White's relationship in Snow White's story as the Dragonborn (which currently being written).

I just did this to keep me motivated -p- and because I've been pretty emotional the past month and needed to vent. Please for the love of Akatosh read the tags.

#elder scrolls #skyrim #tes v skyrim #oc #elder scrolls oc #fanfiction #ao3 #ao3 writer #ao3 fanfic #vent post #vent fic #ondolemar

[storybook-fairy]

Empire - Female Dovahkiin | Dragonborn/Ondolemar

Empire by StorybookFairy 

Fandom: Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim

Rating: Explicit

Relationships:

Female Dovahkiin | Dragonborn/Ondolemar

Meet Kit, an imperial Dragonborn. Her story, told from multiple POVs, weaves a tale of loss, love and friendships forged. It touches on the strength that lies hidden in the most valiant of hearts, and the trials that must be overcome in order to defeat the forces that threaten the very foundations of her world, her home, her family. The family she was given, the family she has chosen—those brave souls that will march at her side, unwavering in their purpose as they face their doom with nothing but absolute faith and the will to do better—to be better.

#Skyrim #Elder Scrolls Skyrim #kaidan skyrim #ondolemar #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #fanfiction

[mareenavee]

From the OC asks, but I am a cheaty mc-cheat and an incorrigible crow, SO... these are for your version of Ondolemar, in your future project. Yes, I'm mean like that. Hey once an NPC is a POV, that's pretty much your OC, same rules apply. :-P 2, 14, 29 and just for fun and to balance it out, 33.

Skyrim NPC-to-OC ask for a technically-unannounced spin off fic I have brewing in the background LOL (Please feel free to ask more of these! Post is here.)

You really are an incorrigible corvid, aren't you LOL But no, thank you for this!!! Really. It's only been brewing in the back of my head, and in tiny fragments, so I really had to put some thought into these answers!!

First I'll say this fic is going to be a thing. It's not necessarily a sequel, but more of a spin off. I hinted at it in this post here.

As the ask states, this one is for Ondolemar (:

2. Do they worship any deities, be it aedra or daedra?

Maybe not worship specifically, but he does acknowledge the Aedra and not just to put on appearances. He will repeat the general Thalmor things regarding Auri-El and the other divines when he has to. He admonishes Talos when he has to, and, truthfully, he doesn't actually understand the point of that god to begin with, even without the influence of the Concordat.

He's truthfully not overly religious, really, but he feels indebted to Mara, the goddess of compassion, among other things. Without spoiling too much of the fic, one of his main goals is to help his people get out from under the thumb of the Thalmor. Considering his legacy and parentage, he could have easily been as indoctrinated as the rest of the Thalmor, but he isn't and doesn't subscribe. Something or someone cared to spare him from that or gave him the strength to be able to avoid falling into the whole thing far too deeply to get back out again.

On the other hand he finds Daedra worship repulsive, again due to backstory things that will spoil World and this fic, so I can't reveal here. (:

14. What's their morality like?

It definitely would depend on who you ask. By association with the Thalmor, a lot of people assume he's terrible and evil. He leans into this to keep up appearances, but certain characters know it's not like that at all. He might not be the kindest person on the face of Nirn, but he's got noble goals in the grand scheme of things. Those who really know him and his goals know to trust him, even in situations that would seem otherwise impossible.

The thing is, he still needs to keep up appearances in order to further his goals. Sometimes he has to do things in the name of the Thalmor he'd rather not to protect himself, because he absolutely cannot be caught. Too many lives depend on him. This can sometimes bother him, he does still have to deal with the consequences of behaving in the expected way. He likes to pretend he doesn't care and will do whatever needs to be done, but certain things will weigh on him. Imprisoning a Talos worshiper for appearances? No. But other things will be much more of a struggle for him.

29. What do they think of Skyrim politics? (Jarls, Thanes, empire, high kings, etc)

Skyrim itself is not his primary concern, personally, but because of his job and his status within the Thalmor's presence in the province, of course it has to be front and center in his mind. He needs to know the details of all of this in order to function and to keep blending in. In all, he doesn't mind the idea of Jarls governing huge swaths of lands and working together to select the most qualified High King/Queen.

He believes it could, under normal circumstances, be a decent, almost fair system, if not for general hubris and corruption that power often brings. But then again, he's used to something of a totalitarian government in what's now called Alinor. Now regarding the Empire...he's not impressed with how they've failed to stand up for its people. But he deeply, deeply understands that individual states cannot easily stand up to the Aldmeri Dominion. He knows how bad things can and will be under their complete control. So while he doesn't like the idea behind them at all, and honestly, in another life, would prefer if they'd just collapse already, he recognizes them as perhaps the last line of defense against a greater evil.

33. Do they have a specific color scheme?

WELL. We kind of know his color scheme already, at least in his Thalmor regalia, right? Black and gold. But I'll describe him more generally, I suppose, for this question.

So yes, he still wears his black and gold uniform. He's got a very warm, gilded skin tone. He's a little more on the light skin tone side, probably by virtue of being stuck in Understone Keep more hours than he'd normally prefer. In my hc, he has grown out his hair in recent years, but still keeps the sides shaved/undercut more or less. He ties it back out of his eyes, normally. I figure occasionally, he'll wear a man bun instead of a ponytail lol. Speaking of, his hair is silky, shoulder length and silvery-blonde. His beard is the same color, when he lets it grow out more than it already is. When he's in civilian attire, he'll usually wear light gray clothing. Maybe a slate blue-gray travel cloak, depending on what he's up to out of uniform, anyway.

I know this was only little glimpse of this project, but I hope it was fun to read anyway! And that there's some hype for the story, maybe? (:

#AskMareena #MareenaWrites #Skyrim #Ondolemar #Skyrim fic #skyrim fanfic #skyrim fanfiction #fic #fanfic #fanfiction

[dollar-store-apocrypha]

The Bonds of Civility by joyofthejoui / @nientedenada

fandom || Skyrim rating || T categories || f/m, gen, f/f pairings || f!LDB/Ulfric Stormcloak, Rikke/f!OC genre || political fantasy characters of note || Ulfric Stormcloak, Elenwen, Rikke, Ondolemar, Delphine status || 34/?, 160k

The Dragonborn asked for a truce. Ulfric Stormcloak asked for her hand in return. Neither of them knew what they were getting into. A whole lot of politics, drama, and a backstory involving the Great War and the Aldmeri Dominion, that's what.

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“But he’s old,” protested Lydia.

Cecilia Varo, Dragonborn, citizen of Cyrodiil, and the heroine of this story, nodded emphatically. “Very old. He fought in the War. My parents fought in the War.”

“Gross.” Lydia threw the letter down on the floor and turned to face her thane who was sprawled out in full glass armour on the only rentable bed in the inn. She’d flopped down there after giving Lydia the letter to read.

“Yes. Really gross. Really, really gross.” Cecilia pushed herself up on one elbow and fixed her housecarl with a glare that was really meant for the absent Ulfric. “I’m glad you understand, Lydia. I want you to talk me out of marrying him.”

***

"First of all: I don't know which character I love most, they're all amazing. Second: this is amazing I'm so glad I stumbled back into the skyrim fandom." -- wanderingmusician

"I truly love your writing, must have read this series 3 or 4 times through during quarantine. Based a good few NPCs in my dnd game off of some of your characters as well, youre a fantastic author and i really love this story x" -- irnbru32

"I just finished reading through the entire story and I loved it! The amount of politics and plot threads that all manage to tie in together, the intricate interwoven families and wow, the insidiousness of your Thalmor! While reading it just jumps out to me how well-thought out everything is. You've got a whole lot of OC's, but they all feel like different persons which is really great as well." -- Moriche

#tes #skyrim #skyrim fanfiction #fic recs #ulfric stormcloak #legate rikke #ondolemar #elenwen #delphine #thalmor #wlm #wlw #ensemble cast #multichapter #gen fic #the elder scrolls

[gaqalesqua]

Evanya has retrieved a relic for the Thalmor that’s said to bring bad luck for its victims.

In hindsight, Ondolemar should have asked what kind of bad luck. 

#Patreon #Skyrim #fanfiction #ondolemar #female dragonborn #female altmer dragonborn #skyrim fanfiction #skyrim fanfic #skyrim fic #nsft

[umbracirrus]

Ok, so it has been a lot cooler and stormier today (yay!) so I've been doing some writing... Albeit for ideas which I haven't posted online yet, but want to post soon!

One of my drafts, an Altmer Last Dragonborn/Ondolemar story, is coming together decently well and there are some parts of the draft which I'm, like, really happy with and want to post on here even though it isn't finished yet.

AKA I'm living for angrily cuddling up for warmth in a freezing cold cave in the backside of Skyrim because the other person is Infuriating.

It really was cold in that cave, and Ondolemar frowned as he saw Siriane shivering as she attempted to make herself comfortable leaning against the walls opposite to him. As much as he was still angry at her for what she had done to the Thalmor, and in turn the crimes which she had committed… He strangely enough still held faith in her. And she had helped him, despite having no such obligations to and in spite of the knowledge that he would have to arrest her upon their return to (somewhat) civil society.

She would have to be truly thankful for the selfless act which he was about to carry out… or would it simply be making them equals for what she had done for him? In what was a strange train of thought, for him at least… he felt that it was the latter which would be the case.

Quickly and quietly, he stood up, and unfastened the outer layer of his robes. She opened one of her eyes briefly when she heard him moving about, but closed it once more with a scoff after a few moments of looking at him. Once he had done that, he made his way over to her, and silently sat himself down beside her.

Now that he was closer to her, he frowned – unlike him, seeming as he was wearing gloves and various extra garments to keep him warm in Skyrim’s frigidity, she had been wearing nothing more than a dress and boots from the moment he had encountered her outside her home. Her fingers looked stiff, and even though she was shivering, she was trying to stretch them out as best as she could to try and keep them warm and keep her blood flowing. It made him all the more certain that he was doing the right thing now.

A surprised yelp escaped her when he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him, so that she was on his lap, before pulling his recently removed robes around them both. Once he was certain that they were both covered and protected from the cold sufficiently, he wrapped his arms around her waist once more to keep her still, because she looked very much ready to jump up and question his actions. He wasn’t in the mood to let any more heat escape than he already had.

“Ondolemar, what are you-?!”

“I am not having you freeze to death before we return to Markarth. If we cannot light a fire, then sharing warmth is the next best thing. Now stop fighting me, and get some rest.”

She gave him a scowl, though it was quick to subside when she figured out that he was, unfortunately, doing it in both of their best interests. “Fine,” she huffed, moving to rest her head on his shoulder. “But don’t you dare try anything funny. I’m still mad at you.”

“And I you. You have nothing to worry about.”

#Skyrim #skyrim fanfiction #Ondolemar/Last Dragonborn #meg has done some writing

[dez78]

Multi-Fanfiction Blog

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My name is Dez, I write in a lot of fandoms. Including video games, movies, and tv shows. Healthily into vampires and elves. (Not really though, I'm obsessed.)

This blog is poly safe and LGBTQ safe.

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I usually write for female characters, unless you guys want to request otherwise, I don't want to exclude anyone. See down below at the lists of dos and don’ts for me and my writing! 

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Requests are open and welcome, ask away.

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What I will write: 

 Smut

Fluff

Hurt to comfort

Light Bondage

Angst

I'm also open to writing for your ocs if you wish.

I will write about my ocs as well.

Dom and Sub

Character Redemption or Character Condemnation

AU

Tame Kinks

What I won’t write: 

I won’t write about hard core slapping during intimate scenes (Only booty taps)

Being called slut or whore, or partners being disrespectful to each other (unless it’s during an argument and they don’t mean it later) 

Nothing with an excessive amount of spit, and hard-core bdsm. 

Won’t write about incest, unless it’s for the Game of Thrones franchise.

Nothing derogatory or abusive (Unless it's for a specific setting)

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Baldur’s Gate 3: 

Astarion

Shadowheart

Gale

Durge

Tav

Ocs

Star Wars (Clone Wars)

Fives

Rex

Wolffe

Anakin 

Obi-Wan

Plo Koon 

Hondo

Ahsoka

Jango Fett

Boba Fett

Ocs

Fallout 4: 

Hancock

Nick Valentine

Nate 

Nora

Danse

Piper

Mara (R4)

Heather 

Ellen

Yekvad Company (My OCs)

Ocs

Skyrim: 

Rumarin

Vilkas

Harkon

Roggi Knot-Beard

Ondolemar

Inigo

Lucien

Serana

Dragonborn

Caryalind

Taliesin 

Ocs

True Blood: 

Eric Northman 

Sookie Stackhouse 

Jason Stackhouse 

Jessica Hamby

Ocs

Witcher (Netflix and Witcher 3): 

Geralt 

Yennefer

Jaskier

Ciri

Ocs

LOTR: 

Legolas

Aragorn 

Thranduil 

Kili

Ocs

GOT: 

The Hound (Sandor Clegane)

Jon Snow 

Jaime Lannister

Ocs

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[alexanderdragonborn]

Nightshade isn't an Altmer name? If you don't mind me asking how did Nightshade happen? What's her story?

Nightshade was a nickname given by her father. She does have an Altmer name, but she doesn't want to be called that. Her father bought her to a garden they grew together and she always picked Nightshade. She loved they way it looked and the color. So he called her "Little Nightshade"

She actually got along with her father. She was daddy's little girl until she cast her first spell. She didn't get along with her mother. In fact, she was afraid of her mother.

When she cast her first spell, her tutors and studies increase. Her mother became extra hard on her, and her father changed. They kept putting pressure on her to keep up the family name. Belittled her and got upset with her when she couldn't improve Conjuration. It wasn't easy for her being an only child.

Her mother chose a partner for her when she almost finished her school. Ondolemar (I love him, okay? Also, fanfiction)

They rarely spoke, but they did help each other. He helped her make Conjuration less painful for her. She helped him with teaching him to sew his clothes.

Ondolemar did have to leave to being assigned in Skyrim. She needed to finish her training with the Thalmor. Where she was assigned to Elenwen shortly after. So their wedding was on hold until they both go back to the Isles.

Elenwen and Nightshade never got along. Nightshade was stuck in the Embassy for a year while on occasional interrogation in the prison. When Elenwen told her to go investigate the Civil War, she took advantage of the situation and traveled. She did visit Ondolemar, and some feelings developed, but both refuse to admit it.

In Falkreath, she realized she didn't want to be a Thalmor anymore when she witnessed the funeral of a little girl. She wanted to take charge of her own life. Unfortunately, you can't just leave the Thalmor.

After the Embassy, though, she is technically free from the Thalmor. Although it does mean she's on the run. She doesn't regret it one bit. There's nothing for her back in the Isles.

#skyrim oc

[stephobrien]

New Skyrim Fanfiction - Your Truth Cannot Stand

Hey, guys, I just dropped my new Skyrim fanfic on my website and AO3! Here's the synopsis:

Ondolemar had spent his whole life believing that hunting down heretics and enemies of the Thalmor was a service to the gods. He never imagined that one strange Khajiit could throw everything he thought he knew into question, and send him on a quest for truth that would end with him trapped in a torture chamber.

You can read it on my website here.

Go here to read it on AO3.

This story ended up being a very personal piece with a lot of timely themes. If you want to know more about what inspired me to write it, the behind-the-scenes info is under the cut. :)

Of all the characters I would've expected to latch onto my mind and not let go until I wrote his story, Ondolemar from Skyrim was NEVER on the list. Erandur, sure - he's friendly, interesting, and complex, with an intriguing backstory and a lot of dialogue. There's a reason I have a partly-finished story about him in my WIPs. But Ondolemar? The leader of the Thalmor Justiciars, whose job is to arrest people for their faith? The arrogant religious fanatic Elven supremacist with just a handful of spoken lines and NO backstory beyond what we can guess from his rank? WTF? It's Tumblr and YouTube's fault. They introduced me to a few voice lines I'd never heard before, because I'd never helped him arrest a guy for worshiping Talos.

After the hostility, condescension, insults and murder attempts I'd gotten from pretty much every other Thalmor I'd ever encountered, I was surprised to find out that: 1. If you've helped him, Ondolemar greets you as "my friend," no matter what race you're playing as. 2. If you've helped him AND you have a high enough speech skill, you can get him to cause a distraction for you during a party. In the Thalmor Embassy, no less. He'll even lie to Elenwen for you. 3. When his distraction gets an innocent human in trouble, he'll immediately take the blame for the incident rather than get said human thrown out of the party, despite his belief in Elven superiority and his moon-sized ego. This, and the fact that he seeks proof before arresting a "heretic", is a surprising contrast to the Justiciars who label you a heretic and try to kill you just because they don't like you. (Sure, you could argue that he isn't legally ALLOWED to arrest Ogmund without proof, but the Thalmor have no problem trying to have the Dragonborn illegally assassinated, so clearly extralegal options aren't off the table for the people Ondolemar works for.) 4. Sometimes he'll comment, "There are so few pleasures in life as fine as your company" - once again, regardless of what race you are. And if you think it's because he's a skilled manipulator, clearly you haven't heard his other voice lines. If you want a brutally honest opinion from a Thalmor officer about the Empire or the political situation, he's the place to find it. This dumbass has precious little filter between his mouth and brain. 5. Whether you've helped him or not, he is happy to chat with you, both in Markarth and at the party. He also seems very sincerely focused on the religious aspects of the Talos ban and the civil war, whereas the other Thalmor make me suspect that it's more of a means to a political end. Combine all of that with my observation that Talos' shrines and amulets follow the same game mechanics as the implements of the divines that the Thalmor recognize, and it made me wonder what would happen if this unusually friendly Justiciar were to be told - VERY tactfully - about the evidence that his faction might be lying to him about a matter of religion. Over a century of indoctrination, his whole self-flattering worldview, and the risk of being killed for questioning his totalitarian government, vs. the evidence. FIGHT. When I first started writing, I'd expected it to be one quick conversation that I just wanted to get out of my head and onto the screen. But then it grew. And grew. I saw a picture of Ondolemar being captured, and I felt that would bring a great new level of emotional tension to the story. So I added it in. While I was writing a scene in which Ondolemar tried to defend his point of view, I realized I was knocking down a strawman. So I looked deeper into the lore about the Thalmor and their rationale and goals. And the story grew some more. Next thing I knew, I'd written almost 35,000 words about a character I never thought I'd give a crap about, and gotten into his head far deeper and more effortlessly than I'd ever thought I would. And the story was still growing. I never would have guessed that he would be a character who practically wrote himself, but he is, and I thoroughly enjoyed writing him.

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[venomousvelvet]

Ondolemar fics

I cannot recollect what this fanfic was called but ondolemar falls in love with a Breton thief. He orders her to find Ogmund’s amulet but she don’t give it to him? Does anyone know which fic I’m talking about? I thought it was on Ao3 but I cant find it.

#skyrim #ondolemar #ondolemar fanfic #ondolemar fanfiction #thalmor #the elder scrolls

[lillxart]

The Differences between on how Ondolemar and Hi'rem treat the DB

Since I'm in an Ondolemar mood and taking a very brief break on my Taliesin fanfiction-- I'm writing the differences my Thalmor Lieutenant Hi'rem and our favorite Justiciar Ondolemar treat Snow White. Since they're both sadistic towards her, I thought about highlighting the slight differences for my own writing purposes. This isn't all the differences, but it's just what's coming out of my brain at 6AM

Mentions of abuse (kind of?) and NSFW content below.

Making her cry Hi'rem is the kind of elf who would force certain emotions out of Snow White whether she likes it or not, anything he can do to get her to cry he'll do. Hi'rem enjoys it when she falls apart, so he can put her back together himself.

Ondolemar would never force emotions out of her she doesn't want to experience. He's very good at monitoring when something is getting too intense, even if she herself doesn't realize she's at her breaking point.

2. Humiliating her

Hi'rem enjoys throwing up anything Snow White doesn't like about herself to her face, watching the layers she's built around herself peel away one by one. He can tell when she's anxious and her mind goes into chaos, and he enjoys throwing her into disarray so he can numb her out.

Ondolemar enjoys humiliating her in sexual circumstances more than social. While Hi'rem would never break Snow White down in front of other people, Ondolemar often entertains the idea of parading the Dragonborn around on a leash, showing others that she belongs to him. This specific fantasy mellows out with time, but he still enjoys watching her on her knees for him.

3. Dinner dates!

Hi'rem would be the type of guy to invite the DB to a fancy dinner, set up the table and try to act like the perfect gentlemen and treat her like something special until she gave a social cue that she was 'in the mood' then he'd kick her to the ground and take the wine bottle and pour it all over her, calling her nothing and asking for 'repayment' for the evening.

Ondolemar wouldn't know how to cook anything she'd like. His cooking skills are wildly out of touch considering he's used to having meals provided for him. Snow White would invite him over, and she'd offer they cook something together so he can feel like he contributed. Ondolemar would eagerly agree, although not without some shenanigans. They'd enjoy a pleasant evening together in each other's company.

4. Pet names!

Hi'rem thinks of Snow White like a pet for a long while in their relationship, his designated name for her 'Snowkitten'

Ondolemar calls Snow White 'pet' plenty of times but doesn't actually view her as one. His designated nickname for her is 'Snowflake'

5. Communication!

Hi'rem communicates with Snow White best he can, but sometimes he takes her emotions into his own hands. While he tries to fight it, Hi'rem still thinks Snow White is too emotionally immature to handle herself. There will be times where he takes the lead 'for her own sake'.

Ondolemar often communicates with Snow White openly, whether it be about the state of their relationship or the intimate activities they have together.

6. Pain!

Hi'rem enjoys hurting Snow White physically a lot, loves everything about the way he can scar her up and make her bleed. He loves it when she fights back and she's a pure ball of aggression. However, there have been times where he's actually shocked how far she'll let him take it, and often backs off because he doesn't want to truly damage her. But he's quite extensive on the methods he uses. Knives, magic, choking, even mutilation.

Ondolemar loves pushing Snow White to her limits, and like Hi'rem tries to get a sense when its too much for her so he can teach her how to communicate better when she's overwhelmed. But he's more tame in the ways he hurts her. More typical BDSM stuff with some Thalmor flavor. He'd never put a knife to her skin and never choke her either (too afraid he'd kill her).

7. Substances use

Hi'rem is very fascinated with Snow White's drug resistance as a hagraven, so he occasionally tries to drug her to see how she'll react and even get her aroused.

Odolemar would never drug her, viewing it as completely inappropriate and a breach of her right to consent, as well as impractical. She's resistant to almost everything, so there'd be no point.

8. Aftercare!

Hi'rem takes very good care of Snow White after he's broken her down. Petting, letting her cry in his arms, holding her close, feeding her food, wrapping her in warm blankets and sitting with her in a dark room. Whispering to her sweetly that it's ok she's messed up, ok she's broken, and that she doesn't have to pretend with him.

Ondolemar is equally as good at aftercare, doing many of the same physical methods Hi'rem does. Though instead of mentioning how broken and confused she feels, he talks about how good she is, how much he loves her, how there's nothing wrong with the way she is and that it's ok she's a little slow. It's not her fault, and she's still strong and intelligent in spite of it.

So there! Some differences on how these two sadists treat the dragonborn. I'm sure there's a clear difference on which relationship is healthier XD not that Snow White can tell the difference between a healthy relationship and a non-healthy relationship (at least not in the time frame where this takes place). Yay! word vomit over, :> back to writing!

#elder scrolls #skyrim #tes v skyrim #oc #elder scrolls oc #fanfiction #snow white the dragonborn

[bonesock]

warmth

- fandom: skyrim. - word count: 1.6k. - rating: teen. (tw vaguely suggestive themes / tooth-rotting fluff). - pairing: (established relationship) ondolemar / original female bosmer character. - summary: She’d left, and she’d taken the sun with her.  Without her closeness, there would be no summer.

ao3 mirror here!

          The chambers echoed with the gale of falling platters.  Ondolemar startled awake and watched the scattering; beef tendons laid limp aside leeks and blushing eggplants and tomatoes bruised blue.  The plate rolled and settled, and the floor dug its cold tendrils in his bare feet as he hovered the ground.  Through the darkness and the rock, an unmistakable honey-colored reflex caught the air, and he recognized her presence through it alone.  His muscles eased, and he relaxed into the bedside. “Must you scare me at every given opportunity?”

          “It was an accident.  I was trying to surprise you. Wouldn’t have happened if you’d just finish your food,” she taunted.  A smile teased her lips, and she gathered the wayward food ‘til her arms grew heavy with meat and vegetables.  “Your appetite’s leaving you.”

          “Yes, well, pardon my fleeting hunger.  I was far too concerned to eat.”

          Dirt and smudged grime imprinted her clothes, and she languidly stripped to her smalls. All the while, Ondolemar watched her, eyes half-lidded and steady as she bared herself to naked flesh. Arya chortled, “Far too concerned, yeah? Sounds daft as anything.  What’s concerning to you?  The other elves been bullying you, yeah?  Ah, look at that musty old fop.  Can’t even grow a decent hairline, that one.  It’s all a buncha pish.  Altmer superiority, yeah? Pish as anything.  What’s so superior about not having any hair?”

          She stood barren, now, with her clothes abandoned to the floor.  The strands of her braid were a loosened mess, and her smalls were ill-fitted to her shapely curves. Ondolemar outstretched his fingers, searching for her skin between his digits.  Her warmth contrasted his chill, and the sensation sent shivers to her spine.  She stationed between his legs, and his head fell to her chest as either arms snaked around her waist. When he spoke, his voice muffled into her skin.

          The tips of Arya’s fingernails grazed his scalp.  A faint laugh escaped her.  “What was that?”

          Ondolemar’s lids grew heavy.  Tingles traced his neck.  He keened into the embrace.  His voice was an indolent excuse of breath.  “That’s not what I was concerned about,” he groaned.

          “Oh, yeah?  It’s something I’d be concerned about.”

          “Yes, I’m sure.”  His slight fingers glided the small of her back. “Come to bed.”

          “You’re already tired?  It’s barely midnight.  I thought you were the superior elf between us, yeah?”

          “I am the superior elf.  Come to bed,” he said, firmer this time.  Without protest,  she retreated into the sheets.  The bed creaked beneath her weight. She decorated herself in lush fur blankets. The warmth of her skin radiated onto Ondolemar’s chest, and he felt as she tossed and shuffled in his embrace.  His gangly limbs coiled about her body, fingers deft and slithered into her damp flesh, as if he were some feral animal, caught to his prey.  In her absence, he’d rendered himself wintry and gluttonous. He searched tirelessly for any warmth to compare; he stood around crackling campfires and ran steaming baths ‘til memory served him well.  He lurked his fingers above lit stoves, willed fiery magic to his sweating palms, charred and scolded and burned the remnants of their affairs ‘til he was dedicated to retention.  In her absence, he homed himself in idle fantasy.  Still, the comfort of idle fantasy would never grant satiation.  It was the warmth of proximity he craved.  Whenever she parted, such rang true:  She’d left, and she’d taken the sun with her.  Without her closeness, there would be no summer.

          As Arya stilled in his arms, he exhaled a deep breath.  Ondolemar’s lips brushed against her back. When he spoke, his voice steadied and quelled, and each syllable reverberated on her skin.  “I was concerned about you.”

          “Me, yeah?”

          Ondolemar curled tighter around her body, holding her as a child holds his stuffed animal when he sleeps.  Whatever refrain he’d once demonstrated had long since vacated.  To imagine, how easily she unzipped his frantic skin—how effortlessly she beset his undoing.  He sighed, “Yes, you. Insolent girl.”

          “Insolent, yeah?  That’s ‘cause I called you a musty old fop and insulted your hairline and all? I didn’t mean it, y’know—was just joshing, s’all, yeah? I mean, really, I was saying that those other elves might have one at you for it. But not me!  I like your bald head.  And I forgive you for being a musty old fop.”

          “You’ve always been an insolent girl.  Your insults only further prove my assertion.”

          “Oh, yeah, and I’ve still got hair, yeah?”

          Ondolemar’s gaunt fingers twined into her messy strands.  His lips planted tender kisses to her nape, and she squirmed into his chest.  The efforts were unconscious, as though his muscles repeated it with instinct. In his state of exhaustion, he hardly recognized his own actions. He’d focused himself on the graze of her skin, the feel of her caress.  Desperation became him, and he imagined it, how many long and dreadful moons passed since he’d last discovered her embrace.  How many ugly mornings had managed without her incessant sunlight, and how many dull nights were neglected of her hearty stupor.

          Still, even in her presence, still he yearned.

          He traced wet kisses atop her shoulders.  “I really was concerned for you.  Dawnstar’s riddled with intellectually depraved Nords.   I’d rather you not take extended leaves to such a place.”

          “Yeah? Well, you know, the Nords don’t treat me so bad.  Plus I’m really into the cold.  I sweat, you know?  Real bad.  You know this. You’ve seen it, yeah?  But it’s cold in Dawnstar.  Frigid as a whole bastard. I like that.  Plus, you know, maybe the Nords don’t like you ‘cause you’re bald, yeah?  Just like the elves don’t like you ‘cause you’re bald.”

          “Which elves are you referring to, exactly?”

          “The ones from my hypothetical earlier, yeah?  Those ones.”

          “Ah, of course.”  He sprawled onto his back, his arm extended to hold the warm body clung to his side.  She nuzzled into his shoulder.  He felt her smile pressed to his skin.  “The Nords dislike me because they’re inferior to me.”

          “Oh, yeah, elven glory and all that, huh?  Altmer superiority?”

          “Yes, precisely.”  His lips pursed.  “I was being serious, Arya.  I’d prefer if you didn’t go to such places.”

          “Well, you can come with me next time, then, yeah?  We can go around and spread those superior Altmer genes of yours.”

          “Don’t jest.  Those Nords don’t deserve my genes.”

          She snickered, “Oh, yeah.  The gene pool’s gotta keep pure, yeah?  I swear, that’s about as daft as anything.  Can’t be all purity-this, elven-glory-that, when you give your genes to a Bosmer.  Like a rabbit, I swear you are. What will your Thalmor buddies say about you, then?”

          “About me?”

          “Yeah, when all your little nippers come out halflings?”

          A smile crept onto Ondolemar’s lips, and he shielded himself in her shoulder blade to disguise this.  “I wasn’t aware we planned to have children.”

          “Well, no, but eventually, yeah?  What else will we do to starve off the boredom?”

          “Ah, of course.  That’s what children do, naturally.  Starve away boredom.”

          Arya leaned her chest against his, their faces pressed cheek-to-cheek.  She felt his breaths ghost her nose, and while astride in their closeness, she stole a few chaste kisses. “Well, yeah.  You’ve seen a kid, yeah?  Now, they’re daft as anything.  Kinda cute though, yeah?  All mushy.  I thought you liked mushy?  You like me, yeah?  About as close as you can get.”

          “I do like you, yes.”

          “Yeah? Good, then.  So you’ll like a kid too, then, yeah?  ‘Cause I reckon we’d make a cute one.  Mushiest little tyke, yeah?”

          Ondolemar’s hands trailed the back of her exposed thighs.  Goosebumps emerged in the places where his fingers graced. His lips brushed her forehead.  “Indeed.”

          “And, you know… I probably wouldn’t have a reason to go to Dawnstar all the time.  I mean, not when I’m all heavy and all, yeah?  That’d really be daft as anything.  Nah, I’d have to stay in Markarth.  I could probably make home here, yeah.  Get a nice little place.  I like stone just fine, really. I could make do here. So long as I have a superior elf to give me his superior genes, yeah?”

          He stifled his laughter.  “I see, I see.  I suppose it’s something to consider.”

          “Vlindrel Hall’s for sale, you know?”

          “I did know, yes.”

          “So we’ll buy it tomorrow then, yeah?”

          “I said I’d consider it, dear.”

          “Well, yeah.  But what else are you gonna do?  Buy a house without me?  Give your superior Altmer genes to yourself?  Pish.  Daft as anything, you are.”

          His lips trailed from her forehead to her eyelids, to her cheeks, to the soft curve of her jaw.  It was an impossibility to force himself awake; his body had long subdued to exhaustion, and it was only by the sheer force of her bothersome will that he remained conscious.  “There won’t be anything to consider if you don’t let me sleep, little dove.”

          “Little dove, yeah?  Gonna start calling you big pigeon.  Real endearing, isn’t it, yeah?  I’m a real romantic.  Bard’s college gets you all romantic.  Isn’t that right, big pigeon?”

          “Do you ever sleep?”

          “Ah, don’t tell me I’ve worn you out already, huh?  Didn’t even do anything, neither.  You really are a musty old fop.”  Arya fell to her spot on the bed.  “Alright, then.  I’ll let you sleep.  But you gotta consider it, yeah?  I mean, really consider it.”

          “I will consider it.  Now, please.  Let this old fop sleep.”

          “Ah, okay.  I love you, musty old fop—see, it’s musty old fop, yeah?  Not old fop.  Musty old fop.”

          “Of course, dearest,” he sighed.  “I love you too.”

          “Even if I’m insolent?”

          Ondolemar smile stretched ear-to-ear.  He placed a final kiss on her nape. “Yes, even so.”

#ondolemar #skyrim #tes #tes v skyrim #the elder scrolls #the elder scrolls v: skyrim #skyrim fanfiction #ondolemar x oc #mine: all #mine: tesv #mine: writing #oc: arya #ship: arya x ondolemar #my favorite trope: character A is responsible and character B is SILLY

[mareenavee]

Criminal asks! *grabby hands*

8, 15, and 22 please :)

Maple!! I was half wondering if you'd made this ask game before I saw the actual post this morning LOL. They seem like your kind of discussions, and I'm here for it.

Thank you for these!

From this caustic ask game right here.

8. common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about

We're all entitled to our opinions, but I refuse to believe Ondolemar actually wants to be a Thalmor. He does some real RIEKLING BEHAVIOR SHIT in the Embassy for you if you get some bard or whatever arrested for their Talos-flavored nonsense. (Please, I hate this quest as much as the next person. I'm definitely live and let live ambivalent about Talos nonsense.) Granted, to get him to help here, you yourself have to not be a [redacted] idiot with the vocabulary of a Riekling yourself. :>

If he agrees to help you, then you get this gem of a conversation five feet from Elenwen, who is, presumably his superior:

Ondolemar: "How dare you speak of the Thalmor in such a disgusting manner!" Razelan: "What? I didn't... hmm? No listen, you must have misunderstood... I would never openly insult your... that is to say..." Ondolemar: "Your insults and provocations have gone far enough! I'd kill you where you stand if I wasn't bound by my oath as an officer of the Aldmeri Dominion."

This is Riekling Behavior. It is Causing Problems On Purpose for some [redacted] just because they helped with a simple quest he could have definitely thrown his power around to accomplish without thievery and tomfoolery.

To my eye he wanted to see if you, the player, were willing to throw away all reason to help him, and do so without getting your ass caught and thrown in jail. He needs people who can manage simple tasks without getting the entire government involved so he can trust you in the future. For what? Very out of character to LET IN RANDOM PEOPLE to secret Thalmor business in a secret Thalmor unjoinable faction.

He does not want to be part of this and/or is trying to do something about them. Bet. (Anyway thanks for coming to my TES talk.)

15. That one thing you see in fanart all the time

Hmm. I am usually in awe of fanart to be perfectly honest. But I suppose, and this is likely my very Aro/Ace brain, if I see a lot of fanart of pairings of OC/NPC, and I can't tell what the OC's deal is outside of who they are paired with -- ie, set aside, they have no personality at all on their own, then I'm going to be a little less likely to give the art attention. I want to know who the characters are, not just who they're [redacted.] Ya know what I mean? Sorry that's pretty blunt but it's true. I think this is why my favorite fanart is from or for people whose characters are part of a larger work -- ie a comic or a fanfiction. So I can understand the character.

This is specifically about fanart of pairings with no story other than x OC is with x NPC, that's it, that's their story. I am usually still in awe of just OC artwork, or just NPCs. And yeah there's always going to be exceptions but the question brought to mind maybe three artists I find myself bored of seeing work from LOL out of the hundreds I do love to follow.

22. your favorite part of canon that everyone else ignores

...Am I allowed to say Athis here?

Okay so. I don't think I have to defend him to you, Maple lol (: But for others who may be out of the loop -- we stan a good Athis and we just want him to make something of his life. Yes, yes.

Anyway he exists. He's that one elf dude in the Companions? That one, yes. He was a shell of a character, yes, in Vanilla. He also looks a bit... We'll just keep our opinions on the vanilla art direction to ourselves in this case. Anyway it's little wonder he's been ignored...

But yes, please, you're ignoring a favorite bean, friends. Write more Athis. I don't even care how you write him, but please. Join me in the tag. LOL he deserves attention.

I picked him for World because he was a shell character and due to the project I've become enamored of all the iterations that could be. So ... join me in the brain rot. Yes, thank you.

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