#yes I do know about brynjolf has time for you but that is a marriage mod and I don't really want marriage I want storytelling

[wolftoes]

Are there any mods out there that let you have a mildly toxic situationship with Brynjolf or do I have to hallucinate it myself

[eeveevie]

"Mamihlapinatapei - The look between two people in which each loves the other but is too afraid to make the first move" for your pairing of choice

Mara Finds a Way

I took a different approach to this and set it during their relationship, but still involves the two taking the next big step and being afraid to. 

from this list

Brynjolf x F!Dragonborn (Fiona)

1600 words (under a cut) | Ao3

“Looking for our lovely Guildmaster?”

It wasn’t the first thought that crossed Brynjolf’s mindwhen he entered the Ragged Flaggon that afternoon. He knew Fiona had traveledto Rorikstead on some small matter, but Guild business had kept him in Riften—afew days apart didn’t concern him like it did in the early days of theirrelationship. While he still accompanied her on most journeys, it wasn’t unusualfor him to occasionally stay behind.

His younger self might balk at how domesticated he’dbecome with Fiona in the recent years they’d shared together, transforming theGuild and building a life together in Riften. But he was a changed man and hewouldn’t have it any other way if it meant coming back to a prosperous Guildand home to the lass.

Brynjolf joined Delvin at his usual table with a shake ofhis head. “I know she’s working,” he explained. “I don’t need to know where sheis all the time.”

“Cute,” Delvin replied, pausing to sip at his tankard ofale. “Could’ve sworn I heard word about her arriving back in the city just now.”

Brynjolf raised a brow, wondering what his friend was tryingto imply. “And?”

“Right Vex? She was over at the temple of Mara?”

“The temple—” Brynjolf nearly choked on his ale.

For all the time he knew Fiona, she had never stepped footinside the temple. She had always shown an indifference to Maramal and the priest’ssermons at the Bee and Barb, so what had changed? What in Gods name was shedoing there? Perhaps it was a simple favor? It had to be. His heartraced and gut clenched when he thought that it could be something else.

He shot a glance over to where Vex was leaning at the soundof her snickering, to which she offered a shrug. “I don’t know what to say,Bryn. Looks like the boss is looking to tie you down.”

“Don’t—” Brynjolf swallowed the lump in his throat, unsureas to why he was suddenly so anxious. He was madly in love with Fiona—had beenfor years, perhaps longer than he cared to admit—but marriage? That wasterrifying. Even if he wanted to entertain the idea, the thought of asking hernearly made him faint.

Instead of laughing like Brynjolf expected, Delvin looked athim with a mix of confusion and concern. “You know, we’ve all been figuring youtwo would’ve gotten around to marrying by now,” he said with a smirk. “Evenwith you being you.”

Ignoring his friend’s comment, he ran a hand through hishair before pressing his palm against his forehead in thought. He hadbrought it up to Fiona once, earlier in their relationship, but it was such anoff-handed remark. Fiona had been betrothed once, when she was much younger,but had gotten out of it by simply running away. Brynjolf had asked if shewould ever consider marriage again—hardly a proposal, but after her cageyreaction and flustered response, he decided not to bring it up again. Brynjolfresided to believe that their dynamic was perfect the way it was. No amulet orring or blessing from Mara would change that—right?

“Do you want to marry Fiona?” Delvin asked whenBrynjolf remained silent, stuck in his own thoughts.

“It’s not that easy,” he replied.

“Bah!” Delvin replied, slapping his hand on the table. “Bryn,you two are insufferable. Both of you are Nords, this shit istraditional, right? Just grab one of those fancy amulets and ask her if she’sinterested!”

Brynjolf looked at him flatly. Nothing in hisrelationship with Fiona had been traditional. And while he considered himself aconfident man, he was suddenly overcome with doubts he hadn’t felt since theyhad first become committed to one another, when he first learned she was theDragonborn and was nearly immortal. What if he wasn’t good enough to be herhusband?

As if Delvin could read his thoughts, he grinned.“Don’t doubt Fiona’s love for you. Just go see for yourself.”

Fiona made sure to change before going back to the temple,remembering how displeased Dinya had looked when seeing her Nightingale armor.It didn’t matter that Fiona was helping Maramal and the temple with a favor, orthat she was the Dragonborn, she needed to show Mara respect. And so, whenFiona arrived that afternoon after returning from Rorikstead, she made sure toswap her dark adventuring clothes for a more modest blue dress with a whitebodice.

Dinya was sweeping near the altar, pausing when she noticed herarrival. For once the priestess offered a more generous smile, eyes glancingover Fiona’s attire as she approached.

“Were you able to reunite them?” Dinya asked.

Fiona nodded, thinking of the spirits she witnessed in theopen glen. “Yes. It was a…remarkable experience.”

Before either could continue, the front doors to the templeopened. They both turned, and while Fiona expected to see Maramal, she wassurprised instead to see Brynjolf. He idled in the doorway, glancing every-whichway for several seconds before finally settling his gaze on her. He seemed stoic,pensive, and incredibly uncomfortable—clearly this was the last place hewanted to be. But then why had he come? And who had told him she was here inthe first place? For once she was disappointed in the footpads’ keenobservation of the city’s operations; if she had any idea it would mean theywould be spying on her dealings. Before she could ask him why she wasthere, Maramal made his appearance from a backroom.

“Ah! Visitors! And the Dragonborn no less,” he exclaimed.“Fiona and…” he paused, waiting for Brynjolf to reluctantly step forward towhere they were grouped near the front altar. “Brynjolf. I must say that whileI don’t necessarily agree, your organization surely has helped our cityprosper.”

“Right.”

Fiona offered a supportive smile, but faltered when shenoticed Brynjolf’s furrowed, anxious brow.

“My lovely Dinya tells me that you have completed animportant task,” Maramal continued, fixing his attention towards Fiona instead.“Uniting loved ones and spreading Mara’s blessing across Skyrim.”

Fiona flushed as she felt Brynjolf’s eyes on her—she’d haveto explain in detail exactly what she did for Maramal and Dinya later,as like any priest, his dramatic flair dared to stretch the truth.

“You’ve been so kind to the people here,” Fiona explained. “Itwas the least I could do.”

A warmth came over her as she pulled the amulet from herpocket, revealing it to Dinya. Out of the corner of her eye she swore she sawBrynjolf’s face grow paler. She understood the implications of what carryingaround an amulet of Mara could mean, especially if one was a Nord—doublyso if one was already in a committed relationship.

It wasn’t that marriage hadn’t crossed her mind—Divines,she walked past the temple everyday on her way to the Cistern! Her past wasn’tunknown to Brynjolf, but she had never seriously thought her life would end upon this sort of path. She was the Guildmaster, Dovahkiin, had so manyresponsibilities—and yet she was more afraid of asking about marriage thanshouting down a dragon from the sky. She wanted to be with Brynjolf, perhapsfor the rest of her life, but every once in a while a small voice of doubtquestioned if he wanted the same.

“This belongs to you,” she said meekly, praying the elfwould take it. Instead, the other woman placed both hands over hers, coveringthe amulet. A soft glow emitted from her hands and warmth ran up Fiona’s armfor a few moments.

“No,” Dinya answered, pulling her hands away. “The amulet isyours.”

Fiona was at a loss for words, knowing she had enchanted itspecifically for her use. Instinctually, she looked to Brynjolf, her heart skippinga beat when she found he was already staring back, those dark green eyes of hisjust baring into her soul.

“We are blessed to have your protection, Dragonborn,” Maramalspoke, calling her attention back. “You once told me that you were born underthe sign of the Lover, like my beloved Dinya.”

The priest eyed the two of them with a small, knowing smile.“You are a lucky man, Brynjolf, to have a woman born under the sign of theLover. They are women of grace and passion, but not of much patience.”

Fiona raised an eyebrow, before feeling her cheeks grow hotas he glanced to the amulet then directly at Brynjolf. As embarrassed as shefelt, she could only imagine how he was feeling in the moment. Dideveryone scrutinize them in this way?  

“Perhaps one day, you will be lucky to have her as yourwife,” Dinya finished.

Fiona was about to against that Lover sign and reprimandthem but froze when Brynjolf’s hand reached out to wrap around her own. She stareddown at their grasped hands before looking up at his expression—it was stillshaky, but a little less petrified than before.

“Aye,” he answered. “Perhaps one day.”

Fiona blinked, speechless.

Outside the temple, she inspected the amulet’s glow under thesunset’s glow.

Brynjolf squeezed her hand, stepping closer to her. “Whatare you going to do with it, lass?” he asked.

“Keep it somewhere safe, for now,” she explained—they both stillneeded time. She tightened her grip on his hand, threading their fingerstogether as they walked leisurely back towards the Cistern. “I might need itone day.”

[hircines-meatloaf]

OC interview

Aaaaa thank you for tagging me @bakedsweetroll​, I’ve never seen this version before <3

If they be willing, I’ll tag @powerovernothing, @yesiwasinthechessclub, @ongoingaccident, @airiat, @ash-yam-stew

1. What’s your name?

Riza >:3

2. Do you know why you are named that?

No idea to be honest. I figure my parents thought a less ‘khajiiti’ name would be easier for me in Skyrim and they heard the name somewhere and liked it. I’ve never asked them though so *shrug*

3. Are you single or taken?

I’n not particularly taken but I’m not sure I could call myself single either, it’s a little complicated. I have things going on with some people around Skyrim but some are more of a thing than others y’know

4. Have any abilities or powers?

I have some skill with magic and obviously I’m dragonborn so since most people don’t have any ability with Thu’um I’d say that counts. Although I’m still pretty new to this so who knows what I’ll be able to do later :)

5. Stop being a Mary Sue.

Stop me yourself coward

6. What’s your eye color?

mmmm icy blue like the glaciers of the Pale

7. How about your hair color?

It’s a sort of auburn brown I’d say. There was one time it was purple briefly but that was because of a lost bet and some college mages

8. Have any family members?

I have a decently sized family actually! I don’t have any siblings but y parents live in Skyrim, and I have some grandparents and stuff in Elsweyr

9. Oh? How about any pets?

Lydia >w< no I’m joking don’t tell her I said that haha. I’ve never really had any pets but we had a horse or two when I was little. Part of me wishes I didn’t have to kill dragons :( since that would be the coolest

10. That’s cool, I guess. Now tell me something you don’t like.

mmm Really don’t like draugr. They usually go down pretty easily but my fur is on end the entire time I’m in one of those places. I ALSO HATE BEARS. THEY COME OUT OF GODS DAMN NOWHERE AND FLOOR ME EVERY TIME.

11. Do you have any activities/hobbies that you like to do?

I enjoy singing and playing instruments! I’m not that great at it but I’m passable playing the lute and drum. I also like to cook and have dinner with some friends sometimes, it’s cozy, and hunting and exploring Skyrims wilderness is always fun

12. Have you hurt anyone in any way before?

Oh yeah, a few people. 

13. Ever… killed anyone before?

haha yeah

14. What kind of animal are you?

*looks down* I.. I’m a cat?

15. Name your worst habits?

I have been told that it is problematic when I steal all the shinies and cool stuff. But jokes on them cuz I took their stuff too

16. Do you look up to anyone at all?

Not anyone specifically no, I just have people I respect greatly. I respected Kodlak, I respect Idgrod Ravencrone, among others. I’m fond of Balgruuf, and Brynjolf, Karliah. I respect my friends generally basically. Although, there are other’s that while I couldn’t and would want to call them friend I have a certain admiration for because maybe they were smart or skilled in the way they did something.

17. Are you gay, straight or bisexual?

Straight, in terms of experience up till now. Who knows though, there might be a woman I fall in love with in the future

18. Do you go to school?

Well most of my schooling was done by my parents but I did have the opportunity to go to a small program when I was about 7-8 to fill in some gaps and teach me some extra skills. In my adult life I’ve taken the opportunity of travelling to join as many institutions and study as much as possible though!

19. Ever want to marry and have any kids one day?

I don’t have anything against marriage, if someone loves me enough to want to marry me then I’ll do it but I don’t really think it’s necessary. Children too, sure I’d like them one day probably but right now I’m not bothered. I don’t want to put my body through that on the mortal plane.

20. Do you have any fangirls/fanboys?

Some people do come up to me and express their admiration but mostly I deal with things outside of large cities and witha helmet or hood on so who I am hasn’t spread that widely yet. I do enjoy when I am welcomed as the dragonborn by powerful figures though, it’s a great ego boost ;)

21. What are you most afraid of?

Void. Things, my life, the world, being devoid of what makes it. Even after death, eventhough I’m afraid of that too, Being religated to a husk of what I once was and nothing keeping that alive scares me.

22. What do you usually wear?

A little bit of everything!I’m not too fussy. I like dresses and trousers and armour, but I do prefer wide necklines since tight ones make me feel like if being strangled sometimes :/

23. What one food tempts you?

I can at times be bribed with grilled salmon. Or the moonbread my mother makes

24. Am I annoying you?

Not particularly, we’re you trying to?

25. Well, it’s still not over!

>:3

26. What class are you (low/middle/high)?

My family has money but we’ve usually kept things quite humble so somewhere in the lower middle I suppose. We also have some status thanks to my grandma being one of the most sought after dancers in Elsweyr for a while

27. How many friends do you have?

A fair few actually! I’m quite social so I meet a lot of people. Close friends I only have a small handful though, I don’t like having too many people too close to me at one time. Especially with all the political games going on

28. What are your thoughts on pie?

*heavy breathing* yes I have been known to parttake in pie

29. Favourite drink?

I like mead, canis root tea. I currently have a monopoly on every remaining bottle of honningbrew mead in Skyrim.

30. What’s your favourite place?

I love being at home since I go days or weeks without being there sometimes. But there are some beautiful places around too, I love spending time in the Bannered Mare, or Clearpring Tarn, or the hotspringsssss

31. Are you interested in anyone?

a few anyones yes ;3

32. That was a stupid question…

and a stupid answer

33. Would you rather swim in the lake or the ocean?

I prefer shallow or manmade things usually. Large bodies of water scare me a bit. I’m working on it though since I nabbed a helmet of waterbreathing

34. What’s your type?

Tol...... I like high elves a lot

35. Any fetishes?

I don’t think so.. just don’t be a twat? Also take a bath you filthy animal. I’m a cat and I put myself through that, you don’t even have fur

36. Camping indoors or outdoors?

Camping isn’t really my thing but I sometimes like sleeping outside in the wilderness. Indoors? I didn’t know you could camp indoors. I like making nests for myself if that counts?

[fus-ro-dammit]

TELL US ABOUT YOUR OCS MOM

FUCK YES THANK YOU

i included the links to my aesthetic boards for them, i love them all so much

Ok Khianna is my dunmer hero of Kvatch, she was arrested for accidentally killing someone after a group of men attacked her cause she’s a dunmer. She fell in love with Marty Boy and after he died, she ascended to the mantle of Sheogorath and then found out she was pregnant. She gave birth as Sheogorath, and their daughter was named Rikh’aash (more on her later). She’s a devout worshipper of Boethiah and is a mage, using primarily fire magic.

https://www.pinterest.com/roscoe810/aesthetics~-the-elder-scrolls-ocs/khianna/

Volkaalë is my beautiful Altmer baby, she’s one of my favorites. She was part of a wealthy and well known altmer family back in the Summerset Isles, and her parents arranged a marriage between her and the son of another family. While they were courting, he was really kind, but after they were married, he was an asshole. Very abusive, incredibly unhealthy, and so she ran away. She ran into the imperial ambush while she was trying to flee to Solitude. She avoided going to Balgruuf about Helgen for the longest fucking time because she wanted to keep a low profile. Accidentally got roped into the dark brotherhood, but she enjoyed the family aspect of it, and the money didn’t hurt. Once she knew she was safe enough to do so, she went to Balgruuf and effectively started the main quest. After the failed fight w/ Alduin at the throat of the world, she knew she needed help, so she went to Solsthiem to recruit some folk and accidentally started the Dragonborn DLC. She and Miraak made a deal, cause she had met Herma Mora before and she wasn’t a fan, so if he helped her with Alduin, she would free him from Apocrypha. She has a thief build and uses dragonbone daggers and the shrouded armor.

https://www.pinterest.com/roscoe810/aesthetics~-the-elder-scrolls-ocs/volkaal%C3%AB/

Eleuin is my bosmer, she and her twin brother (the hok) were arrested for stealing, as they both live on the street after their parents were killed. Her brother went to Kvatch and then saved it, and she went to Cheydinhal. They met up again and she met Martin, and they then separated again, she met Lucien after she (regretfully) killed a man after he caught her trying to steal some food. He took her in and she grew very close to him and Vicente. Lucien cared for her very strongly, and she accepted an offering of vampirism from Vicente against Lucien’s suggestion. After his death, she killed everyone in Applewatch in a fit of rage. She met back with her brother and Martin (brother and Martin were smoochin), and helped them to close the Oblivion gates. The brother and Martin knew that they would likely die before the end, so they requested that Eleuin marry them after the battle of Bruma. She was gravely wounded in the final battle and woke up about a month later to find Martin had disappeared and her brother had become Sheogorath. She was alone. Flash forward 201 years, and she was traveling south from Morrowind through Skyrim to Cyrodiil, desiring to revive the brotherhood in Cheydinhall. She was then captured in the ambush, and on the way to Whiterun, heard of Aventus Arentino, and then due to her killing Grelod, she was reinstated to the brotherhood, where she reunited with Lucien as a specter. She uses shortswords and the Blade of Woe after she was gifted it again.

https://www.pinterest.com/roscoe810/aesthetics~-the-elder-scrolls-ocs/eleuin/

Naryñia is my gal, I adore her. She is a dunmer of House Telvanni, the niece of Neloth, and a very high figure within the Morag Tong. Her sister died when they were very young, she drowned after a storm sprang up while they were swimming in the ocean near tel mithryn. She grew very bored with the technical legality of the murders within the Morag Tong, and after days on end of prayer to Mephala, decides to sail to Skyrim. She kills Grelod as a challenge to the Brotherhood, and forms a strong sisterly relationship with Astrid upon meeting her. She is sent on a contract to Riften, and meets Brynjolf in the marketplace the day before completing the contract. They have a verbal debate, both being intrigued by the other. The next day, she goes to Goldenglow Estate and ruins Brynjolf’s attempts to complete his contract, kills Aringoth, and burns the estate to the ground. Mercer is obvs pissed, and the guild and the brotherhood meet up and discuss jurisdiction and shit. Mercer decides that Nary is a threat, and takes her to Snow Vale Sanctum. She comes back with Karliah, stabbed, pissed off, and ready to fucking kill Mercer. As the chamber filled with water after killing Mercer, she goes into a panic attack due to PTSD from her sister’s death. After Brynjolf and Karliah get her out, she shouts for Odahviing, revealing her role as Dragonborn to the duo. Brynjolf and Karliah try to hunt her down to ensure she is ok and they find her in Blackreach, continuing research on crimson nirnroot cause she’s a lil fuckn nerd. She is a mage, using primarily shock magic.

https://www.pinterest.com/roscoe810/aesthetics~-the-elder-scrolls-ocs/nar%C3%BFnia-telvanni/

Rikh’aash (we’re back to her lol) is a half dunmer, half imperial DemiPrince. She was born in New Sheoth, and was raised by her mother and Haskill. She was very adventurous, and often popped over to other Daedric realms to visit her aunts and uncles (except molag bal, we hate molag bal), but she always wanted to go other places. She and Khianna got into an argument, and she yeeted herself out of New Sheoth, landing on Nirn almost on top of the imperial ambush. I like to think that, as Akatosh!Martin would never intentionally put his daughter through something like that, he was aiming for a soldier to become dragonborn, but Rikh’aash landed on him and she accidentally became dragonborn. After escaping Helgen, she was ecstatic, and spent about a year just travelling. I haven’t developed much of her story yet, but I know that she meets Erandur and they form a strong father-daughter bond, and I know she grows very close to Teldryn Sero. https://www.pinterest.com/roscoe810/aesthetics~-the-elder-scrolls-ocs/rikhaash/

My newest gal, her name is T’Savi, she’s a suthay khajiit, so she’s cat... but tiny. She’s also gonna be my youngest character, being about 14 ish. Based on many different charts on khajiit forms, suthays go to about the elbows of normal nords. So they smalllllll. I don’t have much backstory on her, I just made her like… two days ago. I think I’m gonna have her originally be part of a trading caravan, I’m not quite sure how she gets looped into the main quest, but I want her and Brynjolf to have a very paternal-child relationship, because I adore the idea of Brynjolf taking in a young, child ldb, especially since Bryn often possesses the one brain cell shared by the thieves guild, and would be very upset at the idea of Mercer sending this infant cat alone to an island with many many trained mercenaries.

https://www.pinterest.com/roscoe810/aesthetics~-the-elder-scrolls-ocs/tsavi/

Vallitha and Lysabyth sort of go hand in hand. Vallitha is another altmer, she was the daughter of two thalmor generals who tried to remove the forsworn from the reach. They were killed, and Vallitha was basically adopted by the forsworn. She was raised with the ideals of the reachmen, and became a briarheart. She was raised alongside Lysabyth’s parents, and after their death, took her in. Despite her and Lysabyth’s parents growing up together, she and the girl took on a sibling relationship, rather than a maternal relationship. Due to all Vallitha’s time in Markarth, she became friends with Ondolemar, who secretly supports the reachmen’s efforts and the two often compare contrasting life stories. During the Cidhna Mine quest, she instructed Lysabyth to run and hide to escape capture. Lysabyth was found by Ondolemar, who escorted her back to Druadach Redoubt, and was kept safe on Lysabyth’s command. Lysabyth’s parents were very close with Madanach, and she is expected to inherit the reign of the forsworn after Madanach passes. Lysabyth begins at age 15, and at 17 becomes the dragonborn, and fulfills my dreams of kicking Ulfric in the dick in a siege of the Forsworn and the Empire on Windhelm. Vallitha is a necromancer, and uses fire magic, and Lysabyth uses duel war axes.

https://www.pinterest.com/roscoe810/aesthetics~-the-elder-scrolls-ocs/vallitha/

https://www.pinterest.com/roscoe810/aesthetics~-the-elder-scrolls-ocs/lysabyth-woodhart-valakh/

Karellia and Azæzel also go together. Karellia is half bosmer, half maormer. She is a werewolf, and has been for a long time, she was turned by a rogue werewolf who also orphaned her. She lives in the icy caves north of windhelm, near septimus’s outlook. She hunts and eats stormcloak patrols, and was tracking the stormcloak group that was apprehended by the imperial ambush. She was also caught, and after her escape, began heading back north where she was kidnapped by a group of vampires. Azæzel is an altmer, and was merely a traveling mage and alchemist who accidentally wandered into Dimhollow crypt, where he met Serana. He led her back to Volkihar, where he joined the coven there as a vampire lord. Karellia was held captive in the cattle pens. He and Serana pitied her, so they set her free and blamed it on the rogue vampires conspiring against the coven. Karellia went back north, to her cave, where Serana and Azæzel later found her, and recruited her to help them kill Harkon. Karellia is a master archer, who wears primarily simple leather armor. Azæzel is a mage, who uses the magic of nature to control Spriggans to fight alongside him.

https://www.pinterest.com/roscoe810/aesthetics~-the-elder-scrolls-ocs/karellia/

https://www.pinterest.com/roscoe810/aesthetics~-the-elder-scrolls-ocs/az%C3%A6zel/