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Delvin

[anonymous]

I'd like a story in which Delvin tries to pick up a woman (any woman will do - Maven, Haelga, Vex, Dragonborn, etc.) using _only_ advice and pickuplines he got from Brynjolf.

Has been asked before but nobody wrote anything. Please?

Re: Delvin

[anonymous]

Second! Someone please write this :D

Re: Delvin

[anonymous]

A!A just became guildmaster and wants to fill this prompt. I have one story that I want to finish up before I start, but I have a great idea for this.

Does the OP have a preference for the Dragonborn?

OP! here:

[anonymous]

Thank you so much, A!A!!
I like human DBs the most, but I don't really care. Your choice.

Re: OP! here:

[anonymous]

I'm thinking of a fiery little Breton for our DB, more than enough to make Delvin a little apprehensive about approaching her without expert tutelage from Brynjolf. I'm a slowish A!A, but I'll post whatever I have when I finish a section.

A Lack of Wit 1/?

[anonymous]

Ever since Corinne came to the Thieves Guild, she'd made it her mission to flirt with and ultimately frustrate Delvin to no end whenever she visited the Ragged Flagon. She'd swan in fresh from a job and give Delvin a half-smirk after tossing out a saucy remark, and before he could actually compose a decent response, she'd be on her way again. The teasing frustrated him in the most tantalizing way, further piquing his interest in the fellow Breton. It was almost as if she wanted to provoke him, but her sharp wit always left him scrambling until he woke up a day later, with the perfect retort, maddeningly too late to be of use

A Lack of Wit 2/?

[anonymous]

At her words, the thought of her laying beneath him in a big bed, wine on her reddened lips as she beckoned to him derailed any chance of conjuring an appropriate response. Corinne paused for a half second, waiting for Delvin to respond, and when he didn't, she removed her hand and gave him that frustrating, teasing smirk he found so alluring. The moment had passed, and she was on her way out, leaving him behind, standing there, still racking his brain for something to say to her. It was like that every single time, last time she told him that he had perfect nimble fingers to untie her corset, should he ever be so lucky to get her out of her dress, and his thoughts were diverted to wondering what it would be like to undress her, rendering his wit useless

A Lack of Wit - forgot to tag it!

[anonymous]

Sorry, I forgot to put my summary and tags in the first entry

Summary - Infatuated with the thieves guild newest member but getting nowhere, Delvin turns to Brynjolf for advice on women.

tags: char:f!pc, char:delvin mallory, char:brynjolf, char:vex, race:breton, relationship:het

OP! here:

[anonymous]

I LOVE LOVE LOVE it! You write Delvin just perfectly, and Bryn is just so... Bryn!
Thank you so so so much, dearest A!A, for making my day :D
Can't wait for Delvin to step into action.

A Lack of Wit 3/?

[anonymous]

The next day, Delvin was in the Riften market, shivering slightly in the autumnal air. It had been a while since he'd been here in the daylight, but Bryn told him to get out of the Flagon and practice. It seemed pointless to him, there wasn't a woman here that could compare to Corinne, but he agreed to get it over with

Re: A Lack of Wit 3/?

[anonymous]

"He never gave Brynjolf credit, but the man didn't go to bed alone if he didn't want to."

I love this line more than I should.

A Lack of Wit 4/6

[anonymous]

There were several other people assembled nearby, watching the smith and talking. The tall Nord beauty that ran the Bunkhouse, Haelga was next to him, and Delvin watched her for a moment, seeing how her eyes lingered on Balimund's arms as he worked, how the men in the crowd seemed to be drawn to her, all subtly vying for her attention. A spray of hot steam rose as the smith quenched the blade, obscuring their view for a moment

A Lack of Wit 5/6

[anonymous]

"Those clothes suit you, lass." Delvin said by way of greeting. Nivenor turned, trying not to look so flattered at his attentions.

"Thank you, but if you're looking for a handout, you'll want to find my husband Bolli instead."

"I prefer talking to you, so long as Bolli doesn't mind."

"I don't mind." NIvenor answered. "But my husband might...if he finds out."

"He's lucky to have a jewel like you." He looked at her flattered expression and pressed on. "If you were mine, I'd give you the finest things and take you out, show you off. What good is a diamond nobody can see, right?"

"I like diamonds." She answered, ignoring most of his comment.

Delvin paused for the briefest of moments, searching his brain for a response. Bryn's third piece of advice - Go with the flow. "Fine woman like yourself, of course you do. With that sparkle in your eyes, they'd be beautiful on you

A Lack of Wit 6/6

[anonymous]

He'd thought that wit was needed to banter back with Corinne, but she wasn't really looking for that. After his day in the market, he understood, he'd simply failed to read her correctly. He'd been so thrown by her sarcastic, aggressive, innuendo laced banter, by the good looks she employed as a distraction that he'd wound up behaving no different than one of her marks. It wasn't about giving her a memorable answer, he needed to discern the real question

OP! here

[anonymous]

OMG this fill is gold!! You just made me so very very happy. Thanks, A!A!!
I love it so much, I had to read it twice :D Of course they'd bet against Delvin. Oh this story is just wonderful!
Thank you so so so so much!

Re: A Lack of Wit 6/6

[anonymous]

Wow!!! Wonderfully done.