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The Ascendant Lord in the Elder Scrolls Online: Legacy of the Bretons - Cinematic Announcement Trailer [x]

#hello I am free on Thursday night that is the night I am free #my god the pushing of whoever is in the red robes #the sword spinning #the open legged exposed crotch sitting #Elder Scrolls #Elder Scrolls Online #ESO #tes #teso

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There’s something I need to know, and I’m only like a decade and some change late, so

Extra credit if you specify why in the tags. I’m curious how many people’s preference is tied to the city perks versus the house perks themselves

#ProudSpire #you can have all the amenties without gettin rid of the kids room #it's spacious enough-ish that you don't get followers causing random things to fly around at super sonic speed #cough HoneySide #there's a BlackSmith forge in the basement if I remember correctly #if not there then there's one at Belrand's #nice big bedroom #Skyrim #Elder Scrolls #Elder Scrolls V #tes #tesv

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"I read some book once detailing how to perform the Black Sacrament. You know, to summon the Dark Brotherhood? It's got to be a joke, right? I mean, if you can source fresh body parts for the ritual, what in Oblivion do you need an assassin for?"

--Skordo the Knife

#counter point: You can steal away a dead body that most peopke wont notice #but could you kill someone without gettin caught? #esp if that person is in high society and will def be noticed if they go missing #alao body guards #other obstacles #Elder Scrolls #tes

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Taste You Better

summary: tbh was talking to @feralteapot about touch starved Miraak and ooghhh they all gotta be touch starved and horny now. feat: Miraak, Brynjolf, Vilkas, Erandur, Arnbjorn warnings: explicit sexual content, minors shouldn't read or interact. a bit of overstim perhaps

"Slow." Miraak panted, eyes squeezed shut against the onslaught of sensations. You paused, breath hitching in your throat when you saw the deep red of his cheeks. "Be slow with me." "Been a while?" You jested, ignoring the eager anticipation shivering just under your skin. You couldn't recall long it had been since you'd touched another - heart racing from his thumb swiping over your wrist. "You have no idea," he groaned, trapping your hand against his chest. Undone robes revealed the skin beneath, stained with swirls of black ink across scarred skin. Just the sight of him was enough to heat your blood. You'd never felt anything like him. Decades ago in your youth a romp in bed with some flirtatious partner had done the job but this was slow, deliberate and drawn out. Miraak's fingers dragging over your skin left you quivering more than any quick fuck ever had. It felt like nothing compared to the lifetimes he'd spent stuck in Apocrypha. He gazed up at you, lips parted and dark hair fanned across the pillow, and something terribly similar to love slithered into your heart. One roll of his hips left you nearly undone. Your thighs squeezed as curses flew between your lips. In the heat of the moment you'd seated yourself atop him but hadn't prepared for that. "Too much?" You hardly heard him through the pounding of your blood. Arousal stole away your senses, narrowing everything down to the throbbing deep between your legs. "No." You gasped, cautiously grinding your hips into his. Miraak's groan was filthy, a low rumble you'd never heard before. Somewhere beneath the layers of clothing his cock pulsed against you, hips rolling in a comfortable rhythm that set your nerves on fire. You didn't even need him to fuck you. The grinding of his hips into yours, cock needy under all those robes and breathy little sounds enough to send you close to orgasming. It was more than you'd ever felt, heart pounding in your chest in time with whispered praise dripping from your lips.

"Hold on, love." Brynjolf chuckled, the casual tone of his voice betrayed by the unabashed lust in his eyes. Your cheeks burned when firm hands gripped your jaw, holding you in place. "It's been quite a while since someone was eager to get in my armor, go easy on me." Your fingers stilled over the waist of his pants. His dick was already throbbing through the armored pants you'd practically been pawing at, fueling the fire within you. He gazed down at you, clutching that lovely red hair away from his face before nodding. "Alright," he gulped, eyes fluttering closed when you thumbed open his pants. "Carry on." You should continue, remove those pants and revel in the skin beneath, but there was something awfully arousing about his hips grinding needily into your face. The cock trapped under his pants twitched against your cheek. Brynjolf's skin was hot where your fingers played along his stomach. This moment, his hips bucking in search of contact, was far more intimate than any filthy fantasy you could have summoned. You were making a mess but couldn't stop. Brynjolf groaned your name, rings tangled in your hair while he clutched your face to his cock. The muscles in his thighs flexed as half formed curses fell from his lips. Shivers ran up your spine and fuck, you knew you were messy but this felt better than any sex you'd ever experienced, breath hot and face buried against his cock. Brynjolf was completely undone when your tongue dragged over his clothed dick, hips shuddering and head falling back in pleasure.

Face buried in the mattress, Vilkas' groan sent a shiver up your spine. Your hands stilled on his back - had you truly heard that? His muscles tensed impossibly tighter under your palms as you waited for whatever came next. You hadn't anticipated anything more than helping him - he'd been complaining about his back since he'd dragged you halfway across Skyrim after that awful encounter with too many bandits. A back rub to relieve some of that pain was all you'd intended, though it would be a lie to deny your excitement at seeing him shirtless. "You alright?" You asked, trying to be cautious despite the alluring sight of his bare back. "Did I hurt you?" "No." He grunted into the heap of blankets. "Sorry, you can continue." Getting to touch all his muscles was glorious. You struggled not to notice the sharp line toward his waist despite practically straddling it. It had been a while since you'd been intimate what anyone but just the sight of him was enough to fluster you. Flexing your fingers and attempting to work the knots out of his muscles, you heard that guttural groan again. Arousal shot through your body as Vilkas' hips ground down into the mattress, fingers clutching desperately at the blankets as he fought to contain it. Fuck, he looked pretty. Your little crush on Vilkas exploded when he moaned your name, hips rolling seductively under you. "I'm so sorry. That was foolish. I shouldn't have -" Vilkas blurted. Instinctively your hand pressed to his back, keeping him firmly against the mattress. You knew he could easily throw you off but he stilled, muscles tensed as he awaited your response. "Don't stop." You panted, glad he couldn't see the deep blush in your face. Slowly, you continued running your hands down his back, applying just enough pressure to wring every little sound from him.

Erandur's voice made your name sound poetic, even beautiful when it slipped between clenched teeth. Your legs were tangled around his waist, teeth scraping against the sensitive skin of his throat. You knew he would scold you for leaving marks, perhaps Lady Mara and her entourage of priests would disapprove, but the sounds he made were entirely worth it. He made you feel electric. Simple touches were more arousing than the more intimate ones you'd shared with anyone else. Delicate fingers tracing up the back of your neck sent thrills down your spine, shivering in his lap while he caught his breath. "You are too generous with me," he panted, though his head tilted back to allow you further access. The front of his robes parted and you caught a glimpse of that delicious chest, eager lips trailing down his collar bone. He was intoxicating. It had been years since you'd last considered companionship, longer since you'd bothered to think about sex - but he'd ruined that. Erandur had smiled at you, nervously admitting to his feelings and you knew you were ruined for all others. "Darling." He groaned, petting through your hair. His skin was slick with sweat and the aftermath of messy kisses, making it far too easy to sink your teeth in - just enough to make him whine. "You are too good to me - too good for me, Lady Mara forgive me."

Arnbjorn was not one to be rushed - taking your time was necessary. You'd spent quite a few years focusing solely on climbing the ranks of the Brotherhood, casting silly thoughts of companionship out the window and narrowing yourself down to a singular focus. Not even becoming the Listener broke your concentration - apparently only he could manage that. "I'll be careful." You insisted, though you were practically quivering from the simplest of touches. Arnbjorn huffed out a laugh when he watched you, somehow making the few inches of bed between you seem like miles. "I'm not fragile." He grunted, though his eyes nearly rolled back when your hand slid up his chest. Sucking in a deep breath Arnbjorn allowed you to scoot closer, fingers trailing up his neck to trace his lips. Gods, he was beautiful. You couldn't say it aloud - he would have some snarky retort, but watching his cheeks heat while you traced his features was stunning. A large hand clamped down on your hip and dragged your body to his, muscled arms wrapping around you. You could drown in him. Arnbjorn buried his face in the crook of your shoulder, a sinful moan escaping his mouth when you tentatively combed through his hair. Everything felt like it drew him closer and closer to the verge of being too much. You'd never heard him make such sounds, hips grinding yours into the mattress and demanding hands exploring every inch of you. "Seems it's been too long." You joked, listening to Arnbjorn pant merely from your hands wandering toward his waistband. You felt him shudder, sharp teeth scraping against your throat in a mock threat.

#ough Arn biting in a mock threat like wolves do ough good stuff #Skyrim #Elder Scrolls #Elder Scrolls V #tes #tesv #mdni #18+

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“Are you sure you can find your way? It would be easy to get lost in here” ok faendal well you can keep your condescending yet kinda hot statements to yourself, it’s literally a one room cave

#Faendal calling me out for being directionally challenged #and you know what he's right #I havw gotten tirned around in long cave tunnels #Skyrim #Elder Scrolls #Elder Scrolls V #tes #tesv

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Skyrim Saturday Ask Game

hey everyone! since its saturday, i decided to throw together some skyrim asks! go wild, i can't wait to see how ppl respond to these <3

Helgen - Who was your first Skyrim character? Do you still make anything with them/play as them now?

Riverwood - Hadvar or Ralof? Why?

Whiterun - Do you tend to do Bleak Falls Barrow before or after meeting with Farengar?

Ivarstead - How do you feel about the Greybeards and Paarthurnax?

Morthal - Do you enjoy exploring dungeons and ruins? Why or why not?

Kynesgrove - What's your favorite non-major city/town/settlement?

Solitude - Who's your favorite Jarl? Who's your least favorite? Why these?

Riften - What's your favorite guild? How do you feel about their questline?

Markarth - If you could rewrite one questline in Skyrim, which would it be?

Blackreach - What's your favorite enemy in the game? What's your least favorite? Why?

Throat of the World - How do you feel about "Season Unending"?

Skuldafn - How do you feel about dragon priests?

Sovngarde - How would your Last Dragonborn celebrate after the battle with Alduin, or would they celebrate at all?

#ooh yes #Skyrim #elder scrolls #tes #tesv #elder scrolls v #ask game #ask meme

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Farkas finding the Dragonborn after their first time turning. Farkas being furious with Aela and Skjor but prioritising getting the terrified, naked and bloodied dragonborn to safety. Farkas giving the dragonborn his cape to wrap themselves up in for modesty. Farkas tending to their wounds. Farkas using a gentle voice to soothe them as they panic from being disoriented. Farkas letting them sleep in his room because of how scared they are. Farkas telling them about his first time turning and how badly it went. Farkas bonding with the Dragonborn over how scary the beast blood can be. Farkas not leaving his room until the Dragonborn is ready and recovered. Farkas helping them drink and eat if they took a beating. Farkas brushing their matted and dishevelled hair. Farkas holding the dragonborn that night if they have nightmares about the beast blood. Far-

#aaaauaugh yes #Skyrim #Elder Scrolls #Elder Scrolls V #tes #tesv

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The Elder Scrolls VI will be released in the next five years

#that's being generous #more like 7 #maybe 8 #Elder Scrolls #tes

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#Oblivion is a game #Oblivion #tes #tesiv #Elder Scrolls IV #fav

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#lol #Skyrim #Elder Scrolls #Elder Scrolls V #tes #tesv #'and that theif over there' todd howard throws up peace signs

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completely agree with your vilkaspost. would also like to add scratching his stubble/beard with your fingernails, running your fingertips along the indents of ribs on his back, tracing the happy trail on the soft padding of his stomach

YESS bro you absolutely get it. Vilkas would absolutely make filthy noises if your nails scratched along his scalp. or giving him a little scritch down the jaw. tracing the hair down his chest and over his tummy down through his happy trail. trailing your fingers over his temples and across his forehead when he gets a headache. rubbing out the knotted muscles of his back after a long mission away from home and letting your hands wander just a tad.

#im gonna use this in Melka's story #Skyrim #Elder Scrolls #Elder Scrolls V #tes #tesv

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"syd you're just insane about hands" alright fair but have we considered Miraak with hands scarred and stained in ink. have we considered him scribbling notes on his forearm and his fingers digging into his hair to keep it out of his face. have we considered Miraak doing The Hand Flex because he's absolutely touch starved but he can't make the first move so he's just stuck pining and yearning.

#I'm not normal about hands lets be not normal together<3 #ough the Hand Flex #Skyrim #Elder Scrolls #Elder Scrolls V #tes #tesv #Miraak is defo touched starved after Apothryca and being on Nirn for a while #he forgets the warmth of others bodies #he forget the gentle traces of fingers or the pressing of lips against lips #he forgets what an embrace feels like and being hugged tightly and securely

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My Lips, Your Poison

summary: being absolutely horny on main daydreaming about how the skyrim men would fuck. gn reader, no pronouns or y/n used. feat: Miraak, Brynjolf, Vilkas, Teldryn warnings: explicit sexual content. minors should not read or interact. brief mention of blood. not edited.

Miraak who fucks you desperately, clinging on as if you'll disappear if he dates to look away. Whose fingers twist into your hair and chest heaves against yours, thrusts sloppy and uneven as he keeps both of you edging toward the precipice of orgasm without daring to go over. He doesn't want this to end - you panting his name, cheeks flushed and eyes fluttering shut under his touch, sweaty skin sticking together. Your fingers are bruising where they grip his hips and he prays that the marks will last, that the brief indentation of your teeth in his shoulder stays forever.

Brynjolf, who fucks you like you're his prize. Who wishes the world could see just how beautiful you are when you open up to him - loose and unrestrained, undone by his skillful fingers. Who gazes at you, eyes glazed over with lust when he takes in the sight of his hands on your body. Who whispers filthy promises into your ear, and tells you how well you're doing, hips grinding into yours to drag out every little moan. Brynjolf who fucks you until you can't think, until the rest of the world fades into nothingness and all that matters is his lips on your overheated skin.

Vilkas who wants it to hurt. He wants to find your limits and let you find his, whose favorite kiss is the one tinged with blood after a battle. He wants it rough - shoving him to the ground, unceremoniously ripping armor away, teeth in your skin when his face is buried in your shoulder. Whose cock throbs when you hold his wrists to the ground, glare utterly betrayed by the way his body curls into yours for more. Whose hips buck into yours not enough to knock you off, just enough for you to pin him back in place.

Teldryn who fucks you to forget. He drowns in you - in your touch, your smell, your taste. He loses himself in you to forget the ghosts of his past - the anger, the hurt, all that grief. He takes his time, boasting that he's an attentive lover but never spilling that his time with you is the only thing that clears his head, where he can think of nothing but making you scream his name. Who could spend days between your thighs reducing you to a writhing mess, every sense attuned to your body as you are all that matters in that moment.

#ooh yes #mdni #Skyrim #Elder Scrolls #Elder Scrolls V #tes #tesv

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Hello my Elder Scrolls tarot deck is tangible now !!

If you want to help fund the project and get a deck (22 cards), come visit the kickstarter page !

Here are all the cards that are in the deck !

(you might see some little differences between these and the ones I had originally posted here. I changed some colors that would have looked horrible once printed, I 'cleaned' them up a bit and modified some details I was not happy with :)

I've been working on this for a long time, and it's finally here ! Unfortunately, printing cards is *expensive*, and I can't drop that much money from my pocket (and not being certain I'll ever see them back-)... So that's why I have set up a kickstarter to cover the printing expenses. It will be up for 40 days (until the 2 april 2024), and I'll need 1200€ to fund the project.

More details about the box, the reward tiers and what countries are available for shipping below vvv

details for the box and personalized 'thank you' card

And here are all the reward tiers !

Shipping is available in all the EU (+switzerland), US and Canada. (Sorry for the uk, but the post brexit shipping paperwork was too difficult for me-)

If you have any questions, feel free to contact me via dm or ask :)

PS : sorry for the tags omfg so many characters

#WOOOOOOO ITS HERE #Elder Scrolls #Skyrim #MorroWind #Oblivion #tesv #tesiv #tesiii #Elder Scrolls V #Elder Scrolls IV #Elder Scrolls III #fanart #no idea how ks works never used it before

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Six. There are actually six bears if you go far enough out. It's also possible to lure all six to the WatchTower guards.

One of my favourite things to do is go out to the woods just outside the Riften WatchTowers, aggro the THREE BEARS there, run back to the towers and make the guards fight the bears for me. I just sit back, watch and collect the bear pelts. Sometimes a guard dies so I take their arrows and shield.

#Skyrim Shenanigans #Elder Scrolls #Elder Scrolls V #tes #tesv #Skyrim

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Pictured: Dialogue with Flame, Frost, and Storm Atronachs in Morrowind, giving you a look at how each atronach speaks.

#neat #Elder Scrolls #tes #MorroWind #Elder Scrolls III #tesiii

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If I was a Skyrim npc . Well I'd probably be a falmer. But if I WASNT

#i'd be a fruit vendor or alchemy ingredient vendor<closest to my job #Elder Scrolls #tes