#oc:Crows

[80roxy08]

Maid + Guns

[hircines-hunter]

WIP Wednesday

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@oblivions-dawn

anyways i have sibbi brain rot. im not sorry..

Crowe leaned against the rail, looking into the market. She had laid low for a couple of days. Her pockets were empty.

Her eyes went to a new nobleman who walked through the stalls. He lingered at the jewelry stall longer than the others. He had a wife or a lover. She would have to do this the hard way.

Crowe walked into the market and walked around. She trailed behind the nobleman. She walked by him, slipping her hand into his pocket and grabbing the contents. She walked a few feet before he yelled.

“Thief!”

“Fuck.” Crowe ran down the cobblestone road and made a turn towards the wooden stairs. A guard cut her off. She held her hands up.

“Turn your pockets out.”

Crowe sighed. She pulled a few pieces of jewelry and a bag of septims. She handed them to the guards.

“I guess it’s back to the prison with you. Again.” The guard grabbed her arm.

“Joy. My favorite place. With my favorite people.”

He dragged her to Mistveil Keep and into the prison. “Got Dibella in here again.”

“That’s the third time this week.”

Crowe grinned. “You know. You are my favorite people.”

“Take her to the cells.”

The guard pulled her through to the cell block.

Crowe smiled when she saw Sibbi. “It must be fate, love.”

The guard walked past Sibbi’s cell and opened the door, throwing Crowe in. “Enjoy your stay.”

Crowe looked around. She turned back to the door, which slammed in her face. “Why this cell?!” She looked around. No shadowmarks.

The guard laughed. “You’re doing your time for once, Dibella.”

Crowe sighed. She leaned against the bars. “Fuck. Fuck that bastard.” Crowe patted down on her pockets. She had a single lock pick. “Divines.”

Sibbi dragged his chair over to bars adjoined with her cell. “Well, at least you are closer now. I can enjoy the view better. Is Dibella your name? Because you certainly would rival her beauty.”

“It’s the name I use in their books. You can call me Crowe.” Crowe grabbed the wooden chair and pulled it over to the bars. “Well, I can also enjoy the view as well….” She smiled

“Why don’t I get the guards to move you here with me? You’d get a comfortable bed. Some time with me.”

Crowe hummed. “That sounds like that comes with a hefty price.”

“I think we can arrange something.” Sibbi looked her up and down. “You are certainly the looker. Why are you hanging with the rats?”

Crowe hummed. She crossed her legs, making sure the dress showed more of her thigh. “Where else is a woman on the run supposed to go? The Guild took me in with no questions.”

“Why don’t we make an arrangement?”

“I’m listening.”

“I need eyes and ears on the outside. I don’t trust these guards. And my mother and siblings hardly give me any news.”

Crowe hummed. “What’s the pay like?”

“Something can be arranged. But, you can also use my cell.”

“You are quite adorable, Sibbi.” She laughed. “I’ll take the bed and you as an incentive, but I do need funds.” She looked at her nails. They could use a new coat of paint. “I’d like to see how you’d get me in your cell though?”

“You’re not the only one with tricks.” He walked over to the bookshelf in his cell and pushed it. The shelf swung into his cell, revealing a doorway.

Crowe stared at the hole in between the cells. She smiled a bit. “You paid the guards to put me in here.” She tilted her head.

“I can get you out of here faster. Especially if you agree to work for me.”

“Seems a bit dangerous.”

“What’s life without some danger?”

Crowe arched her eyebrows and smirked. “You know. You’re right.” She stood and straightened her dress. She walked to the opening and put her hand on his chest. 

Sibbi looked at her eyes. Two different colors. Blue and gray. He leaned close and pressed his lips against hers. 

Crowe parted her lips, wrapped her arms around his neck, and turned him around. She raked her nails across his scalp as she deepened the kiss. She pulled away and pushed him into her cell. She quickly shut the bookshelf. She smiled sweetly.

Sibbi smirked and wiped his lips. “At least you taste as good as you look.” He leaned against the bars. “I guess this is the price I pay for playing with fire.” He laughed.

[dracallyart]

Gentle bite lol

[hircines-hunter]

Narrowing down a singular song for Sifkni is hard. Her playlist for ‘Roar of a Wolfborn’ has 149 songs over 9 hours. The playlist for ‘Hunt of the Blood Moons’ has 73 songs over 5 hours. I have a problem. I love Sifkni too much and I listen to too much music.

Not every oc gets blessed with a playlist unfortunately.

I will choose two songs for Sifkni bc one is not enough I am not sorry.

Sifkni - Some Type of Skin by Aurora and Anoana by Heilung

Thea - Kissed by Wolf by Karliene

Dyrvina - Untie the Knot by Kalandra

Estinan - Nocturnal Creatures by Bastille

Crowe - Wet Dream by Snow Wife (tbh anything by Snow Wife slaps and belongs to Crowe)

Fae Wolfsinger - Viking War Trance by Eihwar

So, I know playlists for fics/characters are common. I wanna what everyone's TES OC's song is. Like what is THE song that fits your character(s) the most, if you could only pick one song (two if you really can't choose lol). I would love to listen to them and see how different everyone's is.

For Lilliandra it's To My Heart by Mother Mother

For Elikar it's You're Not Welcome by Naethan Apollo

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[hiddenqveendom]

oc aesthetic series || CROWE : THE MESSENGER 

❛ the whole question here is: am i a monster, or am i a victim myself ? ❜

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[m00nboys]

Concept art for a webcomic idea

[c4ush]

09.11.2019

[dealusis]

Cherish him

[80roxy08]

LLLC Mermaid Pirate AU

*Vague squinting* Did I post this on Tumblr before or not ? Who the fuck care, here you go some blorbo writing

Mermaid Louis, Pirates Crows and Emilie

“Now let’s see what - ow !” Crows grunts, slamming into Emilie’s back as she brutally stops in the middle of the way. 

He rubs his nose and tries to see past her.

“Hello ? Emilie ? Captain ? Why are you - “

And his protests die in his throat as he finally sees what made Emilie stop dead in her tracks.

Further away, in the dark and damp ship’s hold, there lay a limp body.

The man has a skin that is slightly lighter than Emilie’s, but even in the low light it looks too pale, too greyish. His wrists are bound with thick, rough rope that digs into his flesh mercilessly. Scarlet tracks pool below his head, and the brownish red splashes on his bare torso tell a tale of violence. 

Not a fight, no, but one-sided violence. Assault. An execution, almost.

Emilie takes another trembling breath, and, following her line of sight, Crows gasps too.

This corpse is no man - for below the waist, there are no legs, but a long tail.

Delicate fins spread at the tip of the appendage, and scales that would probably glitter if there was a bit more light down here dots the human-like skin in some places.

“A mermaid…” Emilie mutters, reverent.

“The English captured and killed a mermaid ?” Crows frowns and curse ; “Fucking bastards.”

The fair folk of the sea are a special existence to the sailors.

All those who travel the great blue know of its dangers, and of its beauties, too. Mermaids are one of its inhabitants that fall in either categories - or both - depending on the way one encounters them.

There are many tales of curses, of spells, of ravishing but deadly beauties that led poor unsuspecting men to their demise, to slowly suffocate deep down in the water while a pretty face dotted with glittery scales mocks them. Or eat them while still alive, in some cases.

But there is an almost equal amount of tales of merciful half-human half-fish creatures deciding to guide the ones lost at sea back to the coast, to their family, lives saved with a small boat pushed in the right direction with the flick of a powerful tail, or some ancient water magic.

A mermaid is, whether a good or bad omen, somewhat sacred to sailors.

And here, the English corsairs all but committed heresy by catching and killing one.

“I suppose they were trying to round up a better sum at the end of the season… There are not many flies or signs of rot, it must have been a recent catch…” The captain wonders with a grimace. Sacred or not, mermaid flesh and scales would fetch quite a pretty price on any market. If the corsairs were falling behind on attacking Spanish and French boats, and somehow came across such an opportunity…

“No, it has been down here for longer than a few days. Weeks, possibly,” Crows growls, pointing at the creature’s tail. The crisscrossed rope that stops it from moving too much has caused rashes and scrapes all over the flesh, some of them half-healed, betraying that it struggled for a long time in these restraints.

“Fucking hell… Why would they even - ?”

“Didn’t we hear that some nobles back on the Old Continent were looking for… exotic pets ?” Crows adds with a disgusted grimace, “I think Captain Georges and his bastards were looking for a different kind of treasure.”

“One paid in blood,” Emilie adds, somber.

They remain silent a moment longer.

“So. What do we do with… that ?” Crows wonder, ever pragmatic. “I would feel bad selling part of it, but throwing it back in the sea just like that kinda feels disrespectful too.”

“I… Yeah, I have no idea,” Emilie admits. “We can’t burn it, for sure. Burying ? No, it's a mermaid, should go back to the sea… Bury it underwater then ? It would have to be in shallow waters, but…”

“There are some coast not too far - “

“Captain ! And mister Crows, are you - Uh ?!” 

The cabin boy that just barged down the hold calling for them abruptly stops, gawking at the creature.

“Oh, Tim ? What did you want ?”

“Is… Is that..?” The young boy mutters, the previous task forgotten.

“Unfortunately, yep,” answers the quartermaster.

The kid stares, transfixed, at the mermaid. Then he takes a couple steps closer, still focused on the limp form.

“Tim ? Are you - “

And then the kid is running back the way he came from, without a single word of explanation.

“Well, that was weird.”

“He’s not used to death, poor kid. Probably upset his stomach,” Emilie winces.

“Mh. So, back to the topic at hand ; should we try burying it in the sand of one of the northern beaches ?”

“I’m not sure, honestly. Perhaps we should throw it in the middle of the sea, after all. Sounds more like a real mermaid burial.”

“Well yeah, but - “

And then Timothée is running back in the hold, swinging a bucket heavy with sea water, and barrelling straight past his captain and quartermaster without stopping.

“Wha - ?“

The cabin boy throws the water at the mermaid -

And the creature weakly gasps, the gills on the side of its neck fluttering.

“Holy fucking shit,” Crows swears, eyes wide, “Its - He’s still alive ?!”

“I thought I saw movement. His chest. Moving. Maybe. So I thought… It’s a mermaid, right, so sea water…” Timothée splutters, hands still shakily holding the bucket, apparently surprised himself.

Emilie stares at the mermaid for a long minute, before straightening up, apparently having reached a conclusion.

“Tim, great job. You’ve got a keen eye, kid. Now get a move and bring back more of that water, that mermaid sure needs it !”

“On it, Captain !” Timothée hollers as he runs back to the deck.

“And call Benjamin while you’re up there ! He’s got a new patient !” She adds before he’s out of view.

“I guess we’ve got a guest on board,” Crows mutters, disbelief still clear in his voice. “Should probably see if we can salvage enough wood from the Rosbifs’ empty barrels and crates to make a tub or something in our boat…”

“Do that. I get the feeling he’s gonna stay for a while,” Emilie whispers back.

[hircines-hunter]

WIP Wriday

Tagged by wonderful lovely @aureli-us !

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Have some more Sibbi/Crowe brain rot; totally not the scene where Sibbi catches the feels.

Sibbi kissed her shoulder. “I cannot wait until I get out. I want to take you back home and let everyone know. I want the neighbors to know. And I wouldn't have to wait for you to visit me in jail.” He hummed against her neck.

“The entire guard force knows. I’m sure all of Riften knows.” She laughed. She moved from his grip. She stood and got dressed

“I have another thing to talk about.”

Crowe hummed. “Is it another job?”

“No.” He sat up and pulled her back down on the bed. He brushed her hair out of her face and pushed her back on the bed while kissing her. “Tell me….”

Crowe looked at him with a smile. “Tell you what?”

“Amarie Moorcroft.”

Crowe stopped breathing. Her eyes narrowed. She brought her knee to his groin. She took the dagger out of her pocket and held the blade on his bare thigh. “Speak!”

Sibbi swallowed. “You are her, aren’t you?”

Crowe inched the blade up higher. She felt it cut into his thigh. He winced. “Speak! I’ll fucking chop it all off. I don’t fucking care about the consequences.”

Sibbi swallowed. A bead of sweat trailed down his face. “I had Mother do the digging. You match the description and age of the Moorcroft gal who’s been missing.”

“Are you going to alert my family?”

Sibbi swallowed again but shook his head slowly. “I thought about it. The reward on your head…. But no. You’ve been incredibly valuable to us. I told my mother to let you stay.”

“I hope this doesn’t come back on us.” She moved the blade, satisfied with the noise he made and the slice in his thigh. “If your digging does anything…. You’ll owe me!” She pointed the dagger in his face. Crowe stood and walked to the door. “Get me the fuck out of here!” She screamed for a guard.

[dracallyart]

After-gig chatter

More of my idiots <3

[tokias]

Nightmare Crow

[peachssodapop]

inktober days 6 and 7

[vultureworth]

💛 Do they have a companion they always bring along? And 🌟 What is the main quest that impacted them the most? For crow ?

💛 (Do they have a companion they always bring along?) 

ED-E my love... 

🌟 (What is the main quest that impacted them the most?) 

jokes on you i purposefully try to keep from doing anything related to the main storyline because its way more fun to just do side quests and just be a feral mailman in the desert 

I dunno but taking a bullet to the skull is kind of a biggie, considering Crow now suffers from the effects of traumatic brain injury which impacts nearly every aspect of his life in one way or another. 

Getting shot isn’t part of a quest though, so the closest thing I got is Ain’t That A Kick In The Head.

[hiddenqveendom]

✹‒ THE LAST MESSENGER ( an original story concept ) : CHARACTER TAROTS 

Ward : Temperance

Fortuna : The Devil

Margrave : The Emperor

Crowe : The Fool

Keene : The Hermit

Cosimo : The Magician 

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