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if you're reading this and you haven't played oblivion this is your sign to play oblivion.

(original video source)

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Love me a trustable member of our Mages Guild 💪

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M'aiq does not like the mods you have installed

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my dragonborn Irvaryn maximizing their joint slay for the @tes-gala with their bestie Borgakh :3 probably there to cause a bit of trouble, I'd keep a close eye on them... especially Irvaryn...

Irvaryn pays homage to their patron reclamation Mephala and Borgakh the Orc-Father Malacath

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I Too Forgot It Was Wednesday Yesterday

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No pressure tagging: Anyone! 🍾

I'm quite excited to divulge a bit of my new fic - I had this particular idea for about a year or so but I never could settle on how to start writing it until now

Simple days when Martin was a farmer's son and blossoming mage 😊

Surely nothing bad will come of it 😁

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they aint slick

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WoahIP Wednesday

at last I'm free and I have things to post!!!! thank you for always being a real one w the tags @unironicallytes <3<3

tag~ @slipperson @mikeehrmantrautshusband @dawnszu @kuyasvixen and YOU reading this /gen /srs /ily

what I've got so far for a ghost fanzine I joined :)) I haven't used sketch layers in forever lol maybe this year I'll go back to that

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POV you walked in on the Father Son Keerilth-Monstrosity Cookout and one of them is significantly happier to see you

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WIP or something

No one tagged me and I'm tagging no one but I'm posting this anyway because I need you all to be in the boat next to me. Take my hand.

It's Peepaw Isekai o'Clock.

(for those unfamiliar; this fic is "crack taken seriously" and posits that at the end of Rage of Dragons(& the end of my fic Volatile), Abnur Tharn got involuntarily yeeted through time and universe and ended up stuck in TES: Nord Party. this has been fun for no one. currently we're in Dawnguard territory.)

"Convenient, isn't it?" Abnur mused, using the end of his staff to poke at the coals of their meager campfire.

They had descended into Falkreath at dawn, then squandered the rest of the day looking for the Ancestor Glade. After some argument, it had been decided that Neron and Kord would venture inside while the others made camp. This suited Abnur just fine, because if he had to endure their bickering any longer without break he'd throttle them.

"What is?" Serana asked. Her gaze, when it turned from the night and settled on him, was guileless. Trusting. It was a curious expression to see on a vampire who claimed to be thousands of years old. Granted, most of those years had apparently passed in stasis - and it showed.

"The prophecy," he said, leaning into condescension just a little. "It's convenient. Vague, yes, but remarkably direct. Do you know what sort of person writes a prophecy? Anyone who wakes up in the morning and thinks to write a verse predicting the future is not a person I would entrust my mule's life to, let alone my own. Prophecies are written by zealots; the trouble is in determining the source of their zealotry. Is it faith? Money? Madness?"

She frowned, but he suspected it was less lack of understanding the subject and more that modern language was difficult when she was parted from her Elder Scroll. It's impossible to share space with a relic of such magnitude for so long without it seeping into one's consciousness, and he'd suspected since their meeting that the scroll had gifted her the ability to communicate without learning it on her own. She would face difficulties indeed when she relinquished the thing after all this.

And she would relinquish it - Abnur was sure of that.

"Are you saying it isn't real?" Serana asked, finally.

"Few are, I promise you."

"But it mentions a time when dragons return to the world of men-"

He gave her a pitying look. "Dragons have returned many times throughout history, my dear - some have never left to begin with. If this was, shall we say, a trap laid by some long-lived society or individual, all they would need to do is wait."

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Oh Shit It's Wednesday Again

Tagged by: The Reminder That It's Wednesday Again

No-Pressure Tagging: @dirty-bosmer @orfeoarte @ulanxxxs @areggo @thegrunkiest @moriche @pyre-of-pages @yansurnummu @miliabyntite @thana-topsy and anyone else who sees this and would like to join!

I've been busy and stressed and losing track of time tbh. If you've seen me spending late nights on ESO it's because I'm burying that stress within another housing project lol. But all this to say, I have not done much of ANYTHING in the past couple weeks.

What I do have is a collection of sketches and doodles.

1) Dear Brother Ch08 illustration sketch - Zath sharing his backstory with Antoinetta. Only in the blocking and posing stage still.

2) Gerethiril (Zath's father) forever-wip and some doodling on the silhouette/shape of his monstrous vampire form, which is called a Keerikker.

3) Some work on what a Keerikker is based on and which of their ilk turned Gerethiril in the first place. Rattler is Zath's Keerikker. Not Rattler has a heavy lifting arrow because of there being a lot of original lore connecting it to the concept of a Shademist Werebat.

That was a lot of nonsense words but you know what we made it!!!

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My lad Zathiril, if you feel inspired to do so

Bosmeri Cheydinhal Silencer before the events of Oblivion, is just a little guy (solid 5'2" type fella) with anger issues and dormant hereditary vampirism. Don't worry about that last bit. Also he's always doing the >:3 face, except for when he's uhhhh dying.

Hi my name is Ashe and I'm here to say that I want to draw YOUR OC for FREE!

That's right! You heard it here! FREE! Simply because I have nothing better to do and I need to practice!

Can I draw yr oc pls?

I want to I promise <3

EDIT: YES THAT INCLUDES YOU

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Tamriel Sexyman Brackets Round 3

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This meme is false because I know we ain't getting 8 hours of sleep

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balmora, morrowind

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A haunting light in the dark 🗡️

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Fears ...

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this popped into my head the moment I read this dialogue and I have no regrets