ღ Hey! In honor of hitting 700 followers, as symbolism stands, I think now is the most appropriate time to make a giveaway! I’ve done a meet the mun, I’ve done a follow forever, and now here we are. I’m offering up something simple but sweet, like the barmaid herself!
- 100 icons! Ooh, isn’t that fancy? Clean, easy, 100x100 pixels. If there’s certain places you want me to look, like doujin over fan art, let me know when you win!
- Month long promotion! Everyday, mention of you on my blog. A thoughtful summary of what a splendid writer I’m sure you are!
- One thread. You want to discuss plot? I’ll give you my skype! Or just something really casual? That’s alright too! Oh, but this is only if you’d like!
- And of course, my support :) But. You already had that I bet!
We should have some rules, just to keep the playing field even.
- Must be following me
- one like, one reblog that is it!
-If you do more than one for either of them, you are disqualified!
And that is it guys! Oh look at that, it’s already December 10th. This giveaway shall be going on throughout December, up until January 1st. I’ll pick the winner then my friends. Thank you so much for all of the support, this is my gift to you :D
[ I hit my head on the sink and now everything hurts like fuck ;__;;; ]
[ -hops in soft bed with bellyfull of noodles and after a nice evening with fiance and his friends playing billiard- Bye! ovo ]
Briidunviing shrugged her shoulders and took a very demanding tone in her voice. "I know you might not like them, but could you even try to be moderately nice?"
She gently placed the book in her hands and opened it for her. There were words in the common tongue that Yeul had to read to learn the spell. She crouched down to girl’s level and placed a finger below the words that had to be read. "Like this. Fire… Bolt." After a deep breath she read the spell. "Just read it. Focus on it. You will feel its power coming for you."
- "I hope you’re happy."
- "I can’t believe you talked me in to this."
- "I have an idea…"
- "What the hell did you do?"
- "Did you do this?"
- "You look better in that than I did."
- "Is it supposed to do that?"
- "I’m pretty sure I like you."
- "I’m pretty sure I don’t like you."
- "How do I do this?"
- "Why are you taking so long?"
- "Have you seen my pants?"
- "Was it something I said?"
- "Can you zip me up?"
- "I love yooo-ur hair."
Why should I pick you?:
Why do you even want to date me?:
A grin appears on his face. A small scowl from what it seems. “No, don’t cease. I do it all the time. The humans are an evil entity. Look and witness their dwellings.” With an arm extended to point to the city, Susurro began.
"Look how they profit from others’ loss, and steal from one another. Look how even their ‘law enforcing’ individuals are blind to what damage they cause. They take our wildlife, they take our botanical world for their industrial needs, they contaminate our world with their need to expand."
He continues on to a story. “Once upon a time, a dragon sleeps before a murder happens. Her murder. A human that had sent this murderer told him of fame and wealth that would come from slaying one of us, and promises his daughter’s hand in wonderful blissful sex. They call us the monsters?”
Briidunviing felt a small pinch of anger in her heart as the other dragon started talking as such —- she just didn’t see the human kind was that bad. Maybe she was blinded by the things her own kind had done, too oblivious to see what things the human kind had done to the dragons. Miraak, the enslaver of dragons that killed thousands of them… She had seemed to forget. Yet, her answer was going to be negative, she simply didn’t want to see the flaws of the humans, as many good she had seen.
"If you will excuse me…" She tied her hands behind her back preparing to speak and cocked her head slightly to the side, glancing to his eyes with now the rusty yellow gaze she had. "I do not know where do you come from but these people of Skyrim… They might have done things wrong but dragon kind has done worse things to them."
"Humans are cruel that way…" Susurro replied, stepping closer from a distance. He came from behind calmly. "Not like they accept anyone willy-nilly. Only their own born can get in. Racist bastards."
“O-Oh?” She turned around rapidly to see an another dragon of four feet, something like she didn’t usually see in Skyrim. It was blue as a sky and reminded her of someone else… “A-ah, I apologize for my cursing, I was merely talking to myself.”