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chesterjesterr · 26 days
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This was rushed but i just HAD to draw them
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faewulv · 5 months
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Old Skyrim fanart from jan 2021 This was posted before on my old account, but since that acc was deleted, figured I'd reupload for you <3 Vilkas and Farkas are my types exactly, just on complete opposite sides, lmao
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star-lit-mist · 10 months
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Maybe some Vilkas and Farkas hcs?
(I write and post about elves too damn much-)
- while in wolf form they chase each others tails, this is not an opinion it’s a fact :)
- Farkas has the brawn while Vilkas has the brain (this isn’t really a headcanon for those who know)
- Farkas likes flowers, he makes flower crowns in his free time out of boredom, Vilkas thinks it’s funny.
- Vilkas actually likes flowers too- don’t tell his brother.
- Have fought each other over some damn boiled cream treats.
- Farkas snores softly while Vilkas sounds like a giants rampaging through the city- woke up half the damn town at one point.
- Both visit and tease the living hell out of the Bosmer brothers, Anoriath and Elrindir. (I lowkey ship them- don’t ask me why bc I don’t even know-)
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rakimaiirisa · 4 months
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aalphafemalee · 4 months
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(click for better quality!!!! close up ones bc seriously this thing refuses to give me good quality of any kind unless it is so zoomed in it’s fine.)
now you may be asking yourself - “is… is this a Skyrim Monster High AU?” I’ll stop you right there. yes it is. but you may press further - “in the year of…” uh… *checks notes* “…2024?” the answer to that question is also yes.
but take off your cringe goggles for one moment please I am begging. isn’t it such a good concept come on I can’t be the only mentally rotted one here
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ratellini · 4 months
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the boys
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mai-col · 7 months
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A very small 1-page Skyrim zine I made this summer, in a single day right before Japan Expo. @frostgiant-art also made one about the Thieves' Guild !
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ronkeyroo · 3 months
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🐺 Greetings from The Dumb of Ass, Pure of Heart - And Were Of Wolf ; Vilkas & Farkas!
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I know that the difference races don’t have different beast-forms, but like come on. Alligator werewolf? That’s sick as hell.
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Also here is the first design/draft I did of Lynthrax’s beast form. Looks cool but it’s not my best. I think the other one is better, personally.
Also the pose and colors could be better
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typophobia-hijinks · 1 month
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I think it's adorable how Farkas, a grown buff adult-ass man who is also a werewolf that wiped out an entire gang of people on his own, is scared of spiders. I love little character traits like that. Goddamn legendary
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argisthebulwark · 6 months
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Most Ardently
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summary: Terms of endearment Skyrim men would use for you as your partner. gn reader, no pronouns or y/n used. feat: Vilkas, Cicero, Brynjolf, Farkas, Miraak, Erandur, Teldryn, Arnbjorn warnings: minor allusion to suggestive content, mention of blood. and some swears.
Darling Vilkas, who wields terms of endearment with both kindness and sarcasm. Who knows how to get under your skin or comfort you with just one word. "Oh darling, have you forgotten who trained you? More than anyone else, I know your limits." He would sneer, face flushed when he rounds on you after a disagreement. "My darling," Vilkas would whisper in the dead of night, when your hands are tangled in his hair and you can taste the wine on his breath. "My darling." He breathes just before kissing you, all worries melting away. Cicero is giddy at the idea of his Listener having special titles only he is permitted to use. Who spins you around the Sanctuary when your mood is low, showering you in kisses and praise until he sees the smile he loves so dearly. He would say it often, soft and full of love during a stolen moment alone or brashly in front of any new recruit whose eyes lingered a touch too long. "Oh, darling Listener." He would sigh, gazing at you with unabashed adoration. "Cicero loves you more than words can say."
Sweetheart Brynjolf, who says it with that crooked smile that never fails to melt your heart. Who murmurs the pet name when he finds you slumped behind the Guild Master's desk glaring at the rolls of parchment piled haphazardly before you. Brynjolf who scoops you into his arms, planting a kiss on your forehead and allowing you to grumble about your day. "Hold still, sweetheart." Brynjolf would breathe against your skin, clutching you to his chest as the manor's steward paces its hallways. Farkas, who cups your face so gently and speaks as if you are the only one in his world. Who calls you his sweetheart as he wipes the blood of fallen bandits from your cheeks and checks you for injuries. Who helps you out of your armor after a hard day, sinking into a warm bath and combing the hair away from your face. "You alright, sweetheart?" Farkas would call over the clashing of swords, needing an assurance that you haven't fallen.
My love/My beloved Miraak, whose voice drips with devotion when he calls out to you. That touch of reverence never fades from his tone, eyes softening when he stares at you. Miraak who attempts to cover the depth of his love with sarcasm but would fall to his knees for you if asked, who believes his unnaturally long life's only purpose is to adore you. "My beloved," that deep voice rumbles through his chest as he gazes up at you, ungloved hands twisted in your robes. "One whose soul speaks to mine." Erandur, who speaks tender words of love as a form of worship. Who sings your praises with every breath. Whether it's a retelling of his salvation to an enraptured crowd in some small tavern or against the skin of your thighs he devotes himself to you, the one he loves. "My love," he would murmur over and over, lavishing attention upon you. "My most beloved, you must take better care of yourself. I cannot imagine this world without you, my heart."
Fucker Teldryn, who slaps a hand on your thigh with his head thrown back in laughter. Your gut muscles ache and your voice is hoarse from hours of laughing at each other's stories but you never want such a night to end. Other patrons have stumbled off to bed and you're sure that Geldis is glaring daggers at the pair of you but Teldryn's easy laugh is far more intoxicating than the drinks forgotten on a nearby table. "Oh, you fucker." Teldryn would say, the affection clear in his voice. He drags your chair closer to his, allowing you a closer look at his flushed cheeks and sharp teeth. Arnbjorn, with his gruff exterior that you somehow cracked through. His tough heart that you wormed your way into, the softness he saves for the rare moment alone. He is not one for tenderness but conveys his feelings in a way you understand, a subtle love language you learned over time. "Why do I like you again?" He would grumble, forced annoyance coating the affection in his tone when you squirm closer to him. "Fucker." The word is harsh, a contrast to the soft way his calloused hands brush over your skin. "I didn't want to fall for you, y'know."
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Farkas, to the new blood: You don't wanna mess with my brother. He'll wear down your self-esteem over a period of years.
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skyrim-forever · 10 months
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chaddywaddy3 · 6 months
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I know its the day after Halloween but I'm curious and I kinda want to have fun.
Let me know your thoughts on this tag your bbg. It'll be funny.
Please refrain from putting daedric princes in the running I'm doing something else with them
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whitegoldtower · 5 months
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Skyrim NPCs Reactions (This time, if you hide in a cupboard and jump out at them)
Ancano: He’s camp about it and you can’t convince me otherwise. Clutches his pearls and shrieks before regaining his composure. If you breathe a word of this to anyone, there’s a fireball with your name written on it.
Ondolemar: was too focused on his work to notice your hiding spot. Jumps a mile but sighs and sits there with his head in his hands for a moment before he’s ready to face you.
Vingalmo: knew you were in the cupboard. Waits to watch you make a fool of yourself for his own entertainment.
Serana: knew you were in the cupboard. Jumped anyway and scowled at you. You’re cruel. How does it feel to be a horrible person?
Cicero: goes one of two ways. Either he screams and then laughs and dances around to get the uncomfy out of his system, or you end up with a knife against your throat. Or worse.
Lydia: she turns around with lightning reflexes and throws a haymaker directly into your face before apologising profusely (provided that she hasn’t knocked you out). She tells you off for it whilst pressing a beefsteak against your face, and you can only acknowledge that you totally deserved that.
Vex: A knife whizzes past your ear and lodges into the wood. “Next one goes in your eye.”
Elenwen: walks up to you and throws her drink over you. “Pour me another by the time I get back.” She turns on her heel and storms out to walk it off.
J’zargo: *GROWL HISS*… *decides that he can’t be bothered*
Festus Krex: he knows you’re in there. “Stop it.” If you jump out anyway, he throws whatever he’s holding at you. Probably a mortar and pestle.
Arnbjorn: knows you’re in a cupboard. Doesn’t know which one. Threatens the wrong cupboard door.
Vilkas: sees you hiding and tells you to wait for Farkas.
Farkas: screams at the top of his lungs. Falls over his own feet.
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critter-in-skyrim · 5 months
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Who is your Dragonborn's best friend?
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