❝ You said you would arm wrestle me. Nervous? ❞

The Khajiit’s ears flicked back.

“I never s-” He stopped. Last night, he was drunk wasn’t he? Oh Hist, no, no, no… J’hasi forced a grin that seemed more like baring fangs than a smile.

“Well, if you insist…” He put his elbow down on the railing, curling his fingers to better show off his razor-sharp claws.

Secrets Down Under- Icarus/J’hasi

brothersofthedominion:

EVADE CHECK: NAT 20 MOTHERFUCKER
PISS CHECK: 11

Icarus jumped at the sound of ice scattering across the floor. He turned his head to see those ungodly green eyes leering at the other side of the hall.

“Sleck!!” The Altmer yelped and scrambled as those macabre bellows grew from one end of the hall to the other in a matter of seconds. Every hair on the mers body stood on its root when a booming crash felt like it shook the entire hall behind him.

His eyes zeroed in on the stairwell not too far in front of him.

Just go up. Just run. Get out.

The mer stumbled his way up the stairs, scuttering through the icy hallway. He didn’t bother with the side doors– this thing could clearly track him down no problem so hiding was out of the question. He slammed into the door leading out of the hallway, the area behind it looking vaguely familiar through the barred rail of the door.

The door budged, but was clearly barricaded by something crunchy– probably snow– godsdamned this blasted snow. <”No, nonono, don’t you do this to me now!”> Icarus panicked, slamming his whole body into the door. A chill ran down his spine when he heard those wretched beastly sounds in the not-too-distance. Thoughts and judgement clouded by fear, the mer used whatever magick he had left to melt the snow instead of saving it to scare off the beast in another up-close attack.

He could hear its feet. The mer desperately slammed himself into the door until he got just enough leeway to squeeze through the door into a small room with a set of stairs and a ladder and–

Oh thank the divines: The exit.

The sound of cold howling wind had never sounded so divine. The mer wheezed out relieved laughter, but he wasn’t out of the woods yet. He made a beeline up the stairway, hands trembling as he grasped the ladder, desperately making his way up to freedom.

The beast tried to slow down, to turn and keep up with the fleeing prey, but it had been going too fast, the floors too slick, its claws only scrabbling against ice when it slammed full-force into the wall, knocking it silly. The wolf shook its head, dazed from the sudden impact, trying to find what it had been chasing down… Its eyes wandered, a little confused…until they snapped onto its fleeing quarry, this time trying to push open a door.

The wolf let out a snarling bark before darting after it, paws nearly tripping over one another as the hallway felt like it was swaying underneath it, hoping to catch its prey before it could open the door, pinning it against the planks and biting deep into its neck. Just when it thought it was going to gleefully tear into a fresh kill, the first good meal in months – it slipped free, darting for the hall beyond.

The wolf roared with rage, powering forward and slamming into the door full force, worsening the dizziness, but getting results. The door exploded outward with a sharp crack-crunch of ice, six-inch claws tearing into the layers of packed and drifting snow as the beast pursued its prey to what it could smell was the exit, fresh air lay just beyond…

The monstrous creature snarled as it sprang at the mer, teeth fastening around its ankle, bracing itself as it landed to pull its prey back into the seclusion of the hallways below. Saliva dripped off the heel of its boot as the beast growled, jerking its head sharply, hoping to loosen the quarry’s grip, ravenous for the taste of bloody flesh freshly torn from bone.

Did I already message you? I’m looking for some roleplay partners!

[First contact!! And ye I’m down for fresh blood in this dusty part of Tumblr lmao, I’m sure I’m not the only one who is, either!]

Force my Muse to Spill their Secrets

rp-meme-glaceon:

🌧- For a heavy, emotional secret

🙃- For a lighter, slightly embarrassing secret

🌟- For a secret wish or desire of theirs

🍏- For something they secretly wish didn’t exist

🍎- For something they secretly wish did exist

❤️- For a secret crush

📲- Talk about someone/something you dislike, but only pretend to like

👁‍🗨- Talk about someone/something you like, but pretend to dislike

🍻- For something bad/mischievous you did as a child or teen that your parents don’t know about

🌜- For a ‘weird’ habit or tic that no one knows about

💃- For a talent that they like to keep hidden from others

🏹- For a talent they wish they had

👻- For something that scares or disturbs them, but they refuse to tell anyone

☢️- For a controversy or scandal they have been able to keep mostly under wraps

🐇- For a secret item they keep (stuffed animal, comfort object, etc)

📒- For a secret journal/diary they keep (Bonus: Share an entry from it!)

📔- For a secret sketchbook they keep (Bonus: Share a sketch or doodle within it!)

🖤- For something they secretly wish they could do with your muse

❓- Free Space! Ask them about a specific secret!

overwatch starters

symmettra:

 i play to win.  
❝  this is my curse. ❞ 
❝  wait for me! ❞ 

❝  your mother would’ve been proud of you. ❞

❝  let us hope for a different outcome. ❞ 

❝  sorry it’s such a mess in here. i-i wasn’t expecting company. ❞

❝  this is going to make you feel better. ❞

❝  the true enemy of humanity is disorder. ❞ 
❝  a steady blade balances the soul. ❞ 
❝  this is just like old times. ❞ 
❝  even here i feel an outcast. ❞ 

❝  think you can do my job, do you… ❞

❝  all eyes on me! ❞ 

❝  ooh, this is my jam. ❞

❝  got your aim from your mom, i see. ❞

❝  i’ll feast on your soul. ❞ 
❝  cheers, love! the cavalry’s here! ❞ 
❝   our paths cross for now. as to the future, we shall see. ❞ 
❝   we could’ve built an empire together. ❞ 
❝   ah. just setting foot here sets my soul at ease. ❞ 
❝  this time, stay down. ❞ 

❝  can i get your autograph? ❞

❝  why are you so angry? ❞

❝  ever get that feeling of déjà vu? ❞ 
❝  i am a different man now. i am whole. ❞ 
❝  over my dead body. ❞ 

❝   i’m on top of the world! ❞

❝  i’m patched up. ❞ 

❝  kids today with techno music. you should enjoy the classics, like hasselhoff. ❞

❝   what’s wrong? don’t you recognize me? ❞ 
❝   aren’t you warm wearing all that? ❞ 

❝  can’t stop, won’t stop. ❞

❝  i’ll race ya! ❞

❝   mock death at your own peril. ❞ 
❝  this time, i will finish the job. ❞ 

❝  death is an illusion. ❞

❝  look at this team! we’re gonna do great. ❞

❝  i am beyond redemption. ❞

❝   it looks like we will be working together. ❞ 
❝   you’ve rescued me again. ❞ 

❝  i will not be defeated so easily. ❞

❝  treasure? s-sure, i don’t know anything you’re talking about. ❞ 

❝  so this is what has become of you? a pity.❞

❝  you’re so amazing! you inspire me. ❞ 
❝  i miss him greatly. ❞ 
❝  there is nowhere to hide. ❞ 
❝  whatcha’ lookin’ at? ❞ 

❝  woo, nothing’s gonna stop me. ❞

❝  that was your dream, not mine. ❞ 
❝  what you call freedom is an illusion that causes more harm than good. ❞ 
❝  hehe, there’s something on your dress.. ❞ 

❝  you have been judged! ❞

❝   i have the upper hand this time. ❞ 

❝  traitor! ❞

❝  you will never amount to anything! ❞

❝  i’ve got my eye on you. ❞

❝  lot of memories of this place. they weren’t all bad. ❞

❝  the heart of a man still beats inside of me. ❞ 

❝  stay out of trouble. ❞

❝  step into my parlor said the spider to the fly. ❞

❝  one shot, one kill. ❞

❝  don’t think i’m happy about that. ❞ 

❝  now this place? makes me wanna be an atheist. ❞

❝  our world is worth fighting for. ❞

❝  you haven’t aged a day. what’s your secret? ❞

❝  ooooh, shiny! ❞

❝  oh, did that sting? ❞

❝  heroes never die. ❞

❝  where does it hurt? ❞

❝  you’re just a no-good bully. ❞

❝  i’m a one-man apocalypse. ❞

❝  you should look somewhere else. ❞

❝  you said you would arm wrestle me. nervous? ❞

❝  i learned that from my brother. ❞ 

❝  i hope nobody saw that. ❞

❝  on a scale of one to ten, how is your pain? ❞

❝  i’m not a miracle worker. well… not always. ❞

❝  this was once my home. no longer. ❞

❝  sorry! sorry, i’m sorry. sorry. ❞

❝  i remember being here. it was good for my tan. ❞

❝  wish i’d practice my japanese more, konichiwa! ❞

❝  you need a time out. ❞ 

❝  you might not want to tell your friends about that. ❞

❝  guess we know who’s really on top, don’t we? ❞

❝  with every death, comes honor. with honor, redemption. ❞

❝  a punishment for your crimes. ❞ 

❝  i will be on my best behaviour. ❞

❝  you think there’s something worth stealing in that temple? ❞

❝  people should be free. ❞ 

❝  you were never my equal. ❞

❝  death walks among you. ❞ 
❝   last i checked, i didn’t ask for your opinion. ❞ 
❝   you can’t be serious. ❞ 
❝   they’re back. ❞ 
❝   armor? how positively primitive. ❞
❝   now this is my kinda city, everyone’s free to live as they choose. ❞

❝   you need a time out. ❞ 
❝   die! die! die! ❞ 
❝   to think i would have to work with a street ruffian. ❞ 
❝   death comes. ❞ 
❝   one of these days someone is gonna to put an end to you. ❞ 

❝   that which doesn’t kill you…makes you stronger.. ❞

❝   well. you sure take to this bad guy thing easily, don’t ya? ❞

❝   aren’t you supposed to be dead? ❞

❝  i’ll tell you my secret if you give me your coat. ❞

❝   sleep. ❞

❝  never liked you much. ❞

❝  never leave a teammate behind. ❞

❝  together we are strong. ❞

❝  you won’t get rid of me that easily. ❞

❝  i don’t even think children are afraid of you. ❞

❝  i taught you everything you know. ❞

❝  it’s hard to just sit around knowing there’s someone out there that needs to be blown up. ❞

❝  i’ll put an end to your sad story. ❞

❝  you havin’ trouble keeping up? ❞

❝  i have destroyed more of your kind than i can count. ❞

❝ it’s a perfect day for some mayhem. ❞

❝  we’re all soldiers now. ❞

❝  give me your best shot. ❞

❝   you knew exactly what were you doing. ❞
❝   knock me down, and i’ll keep getting back up. ❞
❝   you always did have a high opinion of yourself. ❞

❝   i’m not a young man anymore. ❞

❝  still trying to play hero? ❞

❝  i sometimes wonder if your height is why you’re always in such a bad mood. ❞

❝  this is no place for children. ❞

❝  the world could always use more heroes. ❞

❝  looked in a mirror lately? ❞

❝  Me one, bad guys zero. ❞

❝  i’m gonna have to shoot you down. ❞

❝  this old dog has learned a few tricks. ❞
❝  another one off the list. ❞

❝  i love your glasses, so cute! ❞

❝  if at first you don’t succeed…blow it up again! ❞

❝  that’s for my family back home! ❞

❝  i’ve got you in my sights. ❞

❝  i’m the one who does his job. i’m thinking… you’re the other one. ❞

❝   you weren’t given those guns to toss them away like trash. ❞ 

💬

Send 💬 and my muse will say what they really think about yours.

“I mean…a little odd, but she seems to mean well. Got some secrets to hide, but who doesn’t? I wouldn’t be jumping at the chance to tell Skyrim’s magic-hating populace I’ve got some magical undead dog running around getting into my food.” J’hasi sighed, rubbing the back of his neck.

“There’s always the chance that she’s actually a Thalmor spy…but I haven’t smelled anything off about her.” Or anything other than the dozens upon dozens of herbs and roots and Hist knew what else crammed into that tiny space. His nose twitched and he rubbed it in response, remembering how numb it would be when he left after each visit.

“Usually spies act a little more…impenetrable. No weaknesses. She was practically begging me not to speak about her…housemate, which if she were a spy, that…that would be too much attention, wouldn’t it? Unless it’s to throw someone off about the fact that they’re a spy…” The Khajiit’s brow furrowed, thinking for a few moments before he shook his head, ridding himself of the conundrum for now.

“I-it doesn’t matter. Unless she shows her hand, far as I’m concerned she’s helping me get some sleep.” He frowned a little, teeth pressing against his lower lip.

“…she might just be a witch. A witch wouldn’t give a damn about what the Thalmor want.”

[Realizing each of your muses has a ‘type’.

And then there’s J’hasi who just…who the fuck knows…]

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