Have I Ever Mentioned How Much I Fucking Hate Meditation/mindfulness/etc

Oh how I yearn for a simpler time, when a young man would simply give his paramour an intricately crafted wooden spoon to show his affection and ability to provide for their future family, especially if they ever ran out of spoons

do you ever think about the guard on the docks of Seyda Neen? do you ever think about how tired he must be of his job by now?

I’m sure it was terrifying at first, watching the stranger get off the boat, come up him, and morph their race and body and gender as he watched. but then it happened again, and again, the same ship arriving over and over, the same stranger getting off, him telling them the same lie - “I’m sure you’ll fit right in.”

by now, he’s just tired. he’s been doing the same job for twenty years. watching the boats get fewer and fewer, the time spent waiting between strangers get longer and longer. now, he waits with bated breath for the day that the final boat comes in, the final stranger begins their journey, and he can go home.

wow, and here I thought Hannibal was dead. Just goes to show, you learn something new every day.

can’t believe barça is going to the semi finals of the champions league 😭 it’s been so long

I really wish the internet would stop promoting oppression.

Religion is the enemy. Religion should always be the enemy. This is not cool or fun. This is a deeply indoctrinated and abused woman.

Except you’re not “just some guy”. Uriel Septim directly calls you - not Martin, you - a Hero.

“In your face I behold the sun’s companion” (or perhaps, the *son’s* companion).

“You are the one from my dreams.”

“The gods placed you here so that we may meet.”

“You are our only hope to stem the blood tide.”

“This burden is now yours alone. You hold our future in your hands.”

Uriel is explicit in the fact that you are the hero who will save Tamriel. The Nerevarine is less prophesied than this, and they have a whole prophesy named after them!

something fantastic about the opening of oblivion where the emperor asserts the hok's position within a prophecy and we assume its for us. we're the main character, of course, why wouldnt we be this legendary figure like the nerevarine was

and then jauffre immediately informs us upon meeting him that the emperor's son was hidden away at the moment of his birth. the implication that maybe two or three decades ago the emperor knew of the prophecy and acted decades ahead to ensure it's fulfilment through martin. and then you travel to kvatch, and its destroyed because of martin, who is the last of the dynasty, who dagon has been hunting all along. not you, but him, and then you realise that martin has always been the prophesied one, the legendary figure touched by the gods - and you were just the Guy in the cell afterall

tfw you want to be a hot older woman’s housewife but you’re profoundly lazy and disorganized and can’t cook

Little!Nat Moodboard

Bedtime || Thank you @nimeowna for the prompt !!

everyone talks about transmasc Sotha Sil but what about transfem Almalexia??

Late congratulations to Sotha Sil for his successful top surgery

every time I see Michael Collins I have to remind myself that people are usually talking about the astronaut and not the IRA leader. The curse of studying Irish history I guess…