Month: January 2015

icyvveins:

tevruden:

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39.

Ro’liath turned to the fellow knight, holding his coin pounch in a taloned gauntlet and seemingly studying it’s contents. Except there were none. He looked at Tevruden, offering a sheepish grin, “Got any uh, spare change?” He asked before turning his gaze back to the vendor whom was by now, tapping their foot.

“With Feiyn, getting slugged sometimes means she is hot under the collar. It is not uncommon for her to kiss me right after that.” Tevruden says between bites of meat. He had already demolished half of his steak. He waves to the waiter dismissively, not even turning to look. “Just give me whatever has the most alcohol.” 

"I have found physical contact works best with Feiyn.” The elf reaches over and starts slicing a chunk of the fish. “Touching, hugging, kissing, whatever. She seems to like that.” He shoves a chunk of fish in his mouth. “Not bad. You should try it.”

Ro’liath pulls a face as the mention of alcohol but keeps shut about it, “Hmm well I figured everybody liked that kind of stuff.” He shugs casually, “I mean, Eros like it when I touch him, fel— I like bein’ touched. Feels good. But there’s different kind of stuff that gets you goin’.” 

He eyes the fish as Tevruden takes a bite, pursing his lips to the side and furrowing his brow. He generally didn’t like fish, but it sure as fel smelled good. He leans forward, “Gimme a bite,” He says before opening his mouth, as if expecting the other to feed him.

Tevruden shrugs “Of course. It is just extra fun to use those things to tease her. And yes, if she punches me, it just makes the ‘fight’ later more interesting.” 

The elf stabs a big chunk of the fish and leans across the table and stuffs the chunk of fish in the other knight’s mouth. He then stabs one of the brownies in the center of the table with the fork “Payment.” Tevruden mentions before stuffing the brownie into his mouth.

el-aatmik: very special commission of tevruden dawnspear and feiyn bloodfang for prince-of-gays! (i’m extremely picky about nsfw stuff so as a rule i won’t take commissions for it. but for dante and for these two, i make exceptions 8D)

el-aatmik:

very special commission of tevruden dawnspear and feiyn bloodfang for prince-of-gays!

(i’m extremely picky about nsfw stuff so as a rule i won’t take commissions for it. but for dante and for these two, i make exceptions 8D)

makkochi: Garruk the Foul; Blackrock Blacksmith and father to Gorah Steelbreakersmall collab by me & my precious orc prince mandromeda

makkochi:

Garruk the Foul; Blackrock Blacksmith and father to Gorah Steelbreaker
small collab by me & my precious orc prince mandromeda

YOU THOUGHT YOU HAD ESCAPED: §

Too lazy to retype this :

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I WAS RAIDING BUT NOW IT IS BUSINESS TIME hue

Ro’liath had never been drunk, ever. But after spending enough time with Tevruden it was only a matter of time the other would convince him to try it. There was nothing to do at their post, sitting around standing guard while people slept was probably one of the worst assignments to receive in the Ebon Blade, but there were ways to pass the time.

A few drinks in and Ro’liath seemed to already be sloshed. It was shortly after he sparked a spar with Tev. He liked sparring with someone who not only was about the same size as him, but also had equal strength. With Eroseth it always felt like he’d accidentally hurt him.

Inebriated fighting was probably not a smart idea. Ro’liath whom was usually a great fighter absolutely blew it, Tevruden had him thrown against the wall and pinned in seconds, “Shit— that’s lame.” He laughed, looking at the knight with lidded eyes.

And then it happened, Tevruden’s cold lips pressed against his own. At first Ro was into it, not quite being able to discern what was happening. He kissed back.

After a moment though, Ro’liath realized what was happening, his eyes widening as he mustered the strength to push Tev off and began to furiosuly wipe off his mouth, “Tev— holy shit! Wh-what about Feiyn?” He muttered, brows furrowed, “Oh Light…Eros is gonna be so mad…”

(On Feiyn and bara DKs making out)

[1/16/15, 11:50:45 PM] Lord Runeboner: somewhere off in the distance feiyn is watching through her scope

[1/16/15, 11:50:49 PM] Lord Runeboner: and is very happy

[1/16/15, 11:50:58 PM] Tevruden: that’s like a combined Winter’s Veil and birthday present

[1/16/15, 11:51:02 PM] Tevruden: for Feiyn

[1/16/15, 11:51:38 PM] Lord Runeboner: exactly

silverruby: Prince Alden doesn’t know what pastries you’re talking about… What pastries stolen from the kitchens? And then him being a royal twat at his little sister, Princess Josslyn. Most likely double-teaming with his brother Elias in a grand game of keep-away. Both

silverruby:

Prince Alden doesn’t know what pastries you’re talking about… What pastries stolen from the kitchens?

And then him being a royal twat at his little sister, Princess Josslyn. Most likely double-teaming with his brother Elias in a grand game of keep-away.

Both are… oddly enough, accidentally (or are they?) illegitimate children of the queen’s. 

Both characters of mine and catoncoals’. Set in my centaur world. P: