#we're gonna call it

[nerevar-quote-and-star]

Protector

ao3

Author's Note: Dedicated to my dear friend @elder-dragon-reposes 💖

Summary: The Dragonborn is worn thin, but Odahviing will protect her.

(Dovahzuul translations at the bottom)

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When she captured him, the first thing he understood about the Dovahkiin was that she was calm. As the joorre of Hofkahsejun yelled and scurried around like rats, she stood against the storm of fire and chaos, watching and waiting. Her crystalline eyes reflected the disorder with clever, quiet cunning. When she spoke, her mortal voice carried all the weight of power found in the Strong Voices of Dov far older than him. Her presence demanded fealty. Castrated before her, Odahviing did not find it difficult to relinquish his service to Alduin Thuri.

He did not pledge himself to her then, but he would.

After her defeat of Alduin in Sovngarde, Odahviing was not often far from her side. Clever and crafty as the Dovahkiin was, Odahviing knew the joorre in her would get her into trouble. Someone needed to teach her the ways of the Dov. Kaan knew the Old One would only teach her of the delicacy of her Thu’um and not the weight of it. Concerning the ways of the Dov, the Dovahkiin needed a more versatile teacher, one who could instruct her in all their ways.

And someone to protect her.

The Dovahkiin, Lee Air Uh, grew used to Odahviing’s companionship quickly after her return from Sovngarde. Though she defeated Alduin Thuri (and by right became the Judsedov, though she did not understand this), she was eager to reach her full strength as Dovahkiin. Odahviing found himself essential to this journey, guiding Lee Air Uh to the depths of the old thanedoms and temples. With the downfall of Alduin’s tyranny, the Dovahkiin erased the remnants of his worshippers, the priests who Shouted only by blessing of the masks given to them. The Dovahkiin did not need a mask to crown her over the old order.

Odahviing did not understand the significance of the Stormcrown, but when the Dovahkiin issued the winds of Strunbel with her Thu’um, Odahviing understood the power to command the storm was seen as sacred to the joorre. This pleased him.

It did not please him when she began to throw herself from his back in midflight.

The chaos of battle raged below and the winds of Strunbel churned above as he circled the field, a distant spectator to the bloodshed. She was nestled in the hollow of his neck, slotted between the juncture of his wings and spine as if she were meant to fit there.

His only warning had been her cry of Meyzzii before the slight weight of her vanished from his back. Odahviing had wheeled around to find the Meykiir plummeting into the swelling blood tide below. He dove after her. After the battle, in the quiet of painful victory, she assured him it was all a part of her plan. Odahviing did not think falling was much of a plan. Lee Air Uh had laughed.

Hers was a pleasing laugh, light and full as the sun on a cloudless winter morning. She didn’t laugh when pursuing the Strunkodaav’s war across Keizaal. No, she was always tired. There was no love lost between Odahviing and the would-be Jun who used the Dovahkiin to further his mey joor paar. Odahviing could not, would not understand why his Dovthurjud bowed to the joor jun, the Strunkodaav. What he saw was a mortal man, a usurper of the Thu’um, using the Dovahkiin to his own ends. To the Strunkodaav, Lee Air Uh was nothing more than a weapon to be wielded. She was not the Judsedov. She was nothing more to the mey joor than a means to an end. Crafty and clever as she was, the Dovahkiin did not see this. No, she followed the Strunkodaav at her own peril.

It saddened and sickened Odahviing. Unfortunately, he did not think clawing his way into the hofkahsejun, consuming the joorre inside, and building a hoard for the Dovahkiin would please her. Naturally, Odahviing kept this to himself.

He held his silence as the dark shadows grew under eyes, a pale blue that soon lost its crystalline sparkle. Once smoldering red hair grew out brown and unkempt. The Dovahkiin was wearing thin as the durkein wore on. Watching this, fury smoldered in Odahviing. For all that the Dovahkiin overcame Alduin and his tyranny, the ambitions of the Strunkodaav would be her doom.

There came a morning over a year after the Dovahkiin returned from Sovngarde and Odahviing pledged himself to her that he did not see her. The latest in a long series of such mornings. The sun shone bright and clear over Keizaal, its light still and golden across the snowy peaks of the Jerstrunmah. Odahviing rose from the ruins of Skuldafn, desolate and empty since the Dovahkiin’s storm tore through it in pursuit of Alduin. She laughed when he bemoaned the desolation of a perfectly good fane. “Make it yours, then,” she said, a smile tugging at her face. Smiles were curiously joor expressions, but from the Dovahkiin, Odahviing thought it charming.

He did not tell her this.

On that morning he took flight from Skuldafn, Odahviing glided on the north wind high above Keizaal. It had been some days since the Dovahkiin had summoned him, and this worried him. The last time Odahviing had seen her, she told him they were preparing for the siege of Solitude. She stood before him and asked if he would still go with her into battle, something she did every time she knew a fight was coming. “Geh, Ysmir,” he said. This was his usual answer. Unusually, this time, the Dovahkiin didn’t thank him. Instead, she came forward and pressed herself into the side of his head, her arms spread as far around him as they could go.

“You,” she said, voice soft against the warm scales of his cheek, “are a better friend than I deserve.”

Odahviing hadn’t seen her since.

Circling the snowcapped peaks above the Strunkodaav’s city, Odahviing watched the joorre below scurry at the sight of him. Even after all the time he spent in the company of the Dovahkiin, the people of Keizaal still feared the sight of a Dovah wheeling overhead. It was shameful.

It was not long before she came out. Odahviing saw her look up from under a curtain of curling brown hair before turning toward the city gates. Odahviing waited for her to reach the great bridge before he landed on the outskirts. He did not wait long as she hurried toward him, her hands fisted in the skirts of a heavy gown. Nearby, a guard hovered, his hand fluttering near the weapon at his side.

“Ysmir,” he greeted once she was near enough, his voice a low rumble in his throat.

“Hello,” she said, her voice soft and breathless. Woefully mortal and withdrawn. Odahviing waited for her to continue, but the Dovahkiin remained silent, her Voice silenced.

Ruffling his wings, Odahviing peered closer at his Dovthurjud. Exhaustion rolled off her soul like the tides of the sea into the shore. Something was wrong. “How go the plans for fonaar?”

Lee Air Uh squeezed her eyes shut, the darkness around them prominent. “The battle is over, Odahviing. We’ve won.”

The crimson Dovah nearly reared back, but one look at the Dovahkiin told him she was too fragile for any sudden reaction. Why did she not summon him? Did something happen that prevented her from calling him?

As if reading his mind, the Dovahkiin bowed her head. “Ulfric did not think it necessary. We had the Empire routed from the moment I shattered the city gates. It was more politics than battle.” Her mouth fell open then, as if there was something on the tip of her tongue she couldn’t quite get out.

“Fly with me, Ysmir,” Odahviing said.

Her smile was gentle as she nodded. Relief relaxed her shoulders and she rounded to his shoulder where she usually climbed onto his back.

“My lady, is this entirely wise?” For the first time, Odahviing acknowledged the guard who stood not far away. The joor had followed Lee Air Uh across the bridge. “The Jarl is still concerned for your safety.”

Her arms around Odahviing’s neck, the Dovahkiin’s familiar weight settled into place. Slight, and yet Odahviing felt as if something missing had returned to him. “The Jarl needn’t worry,” she said, crisp as snowfall. “No one can protect me better than Odahviing.”

Dov didn’t smile, but Odahviing gave his most self-satisfied attempt at the doubt on the guardsman’s face.

Taking flight, Odahviing glided away from the city. He still had questions for the Dovahkiin, but she was Judsedov and her protection outweighed his curiosity. He turned on the wind toward Skuldafn, high in the clouds and far away from whatever mey paar now threatened the Dovahkiin. She was strong and her zii formed of hard ice and cold, but even Strong Voices needed rest and protection.

Odahviing would see that his Dovthurjud was protected.

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Translations:

Dovah/dov – dragon/dragons

Dovahkiin – Dragonborn

Dovthurjud – High Queen Over the Dragons (lit. Dragons’ Overlord Queen)

Durkein – Accursed war

Fonaar – Battle charge

Geh -- yes

Hofkahsejun – palace (nonspecific)

Jerstrunmah – Velothi Mountains (lit. Eastern Mountain/s)

Joor/Joorre – mortal/mortals

Kaan – Kyne/Kynareth

Keizaal – Skyrim

Judsedov – Queen of Dragons

Jun – king

Mey – fool/foolish

Meykiir – foolish girl

Meyzzii – Become Ethereal Shout (lit. Become Spirit)

Paar – ambition/desire

Strunbel – Storm Call Shout (lit. Storm Summon)

Strunkodaav – Storm Bear (Ulfric)

Thu’um – Voice, dragon shout

Thuri – overlord

Zii – living spirit/soul

#oc: leara roseblade #Odahviing #dovahkiin #ulfric stormcloak #dovahzul #dragons #the elder scrolls #tes #skyrim #one shot #fanfic #ao3 #mod post #we're gonna call it #rosewing #last dragonborn

[nientedal]

What progress at home has biden enacted? What policies of his show that he is making progress that prove he is actually different than trump?

I like to pretend I have faith in humanity, so I'll answer as if you're asking this in good faith.

Biden's DEA has lifted restrictions on telehealth prescriptions to make appointments and assistance more accessible.

He put a funding package into place to help unhoused people get access to mental and physical healthcare, as well as short-term and long-term housing.

He has attempted and is still attempting to get student debt relief through - this was blocked by Republican judges appointed by Trump, but he's still working on it.

Infrastructure repair - his administration has budgeted funds to actually fix some severely-damaged and frequently-traveled bridges.

Trying to expand access to healthcare to include undocumented immigrants who came to the USA as children (Dreamers) under the Affordable Care Act. Support for Navigator programs and outreach has also been increased.

He has vetoed Republican-led bills that were attempting to overturn environmental protections - one that would have forbidden investment fund managers to consider climate change in their portfolios (I have two degrees in accounting and this is actually huge), and another that would have overturned restrictions on agricultural runoff into our waterways.

He and his administration worked for ages to get rail workers paid sick days.

This is just some of what he's been doing. Meanwhile, Trump and other Republicans want to criminalize the lives of LGBT people like you and me. They want to eliminate no-fault divorce and force births that will kill parents or devastate them financially. They have stated flat out that they want to install a military dictatorship in the USA. They attempted to put that in motion on January 6th, 2021. They failed once. They will do better next time.

One party wants to house the homeless and expand social safety nets, while the other one wants to criminalize homelessness. One of them wants a future in which I might be able to vote to change how much of a war machine my country is, while the other one wants to eliminate my ability to vote entirely. Those are not the same. Those literally are opposites.

At the end of the day, all you and I can do is choose to do the least amount of harm possible. You and I cannot choose to do no harm. This is the USA, we sell war, you and I cannot choose to do no harm. I wish we could, my god do I wish we could, but that is not an option. So we grieve for the harm we couldn't eliminate and work to minimize the harm that is done. Despite all the crap they support, Democrats are the minimum amount of harm right now. Acting like they aren't is exactly what brought us to an election where our options are a future where we are either wading in blood or drowning in it.

Not voting for Biden will not help Palestine. Not voting for Biden will guarantee a Republican president who will make the situation in Palestine WORSE. AND it'll hurt a lot of other places as well, both at home and abroad, because Republicans are about business and the USA is in the business of war! And I would very much like that to change someday! I would very much like to someday be able to choose to do no harm! And I know what I have to do to try for that future, so what are YOU going to do? There is no standing off to the side in this. If you aren't helping pull, you're the dead weight we're pulling. Are you going to dig your feet into the mud and blood and drown us there? Or are you going to get the fuck off your ass, grit your teeth, and help us pull free?

#askbasket #iam-the-wild #us politics #israel #palestine #if you do not vote blue you do not get to call yourself an antifascist #i HATE that that's the case; don't mistake me #but that is the reality we're working with #there isn't any other #do nothing and kill five people or act and kill one. #so what are you gonna do? i can't choose for you. but i know what my choice is. #i'm part of this world. and as much as i hate it...turning away is not one of the options. #we fight on ALL fronts #we protest we donate we write we call #AND WE ALSO FUCKING VOTE FOR THE LEAST OF THE EVILS. BECAUSE NO EVIL IS NOT AN OPTION.

[mushtoons]

sad old man

#djdjdj #we were gonna draw yesterday but we got called into work #then after we got so baked we didn't know how to even blink lmaoo #but we wanted to at least draw something today so its more ronin art fjfjfkf #we really like them guys #we're also still a little toasted atm so bare with us djfjfjr #tmnt 2012 #rottmnt #anata wa hitori janai mr ronin #mycel doodles

[woof-squiggles]

hey guys you know that one trend

#salem offers art #>> i know alfur technically wouldnt say this but i wouldnt call the og comic 'canon adjacent' so whatever LMAO. ALSO I HAVE NOT WATCHED S3. #i think we're gonna have to kill this guy #murder drones #hilda #murder drones n #murder drones serial designation n #md n #md fanart #hilda alfur #hilda netflix #hilda the series #hilda s2 #hilda season 2 #< AGAIN I HAVE NOT WATCHED SEASON 3. PLEASE NO SPOILERS. #art #artwork #illustration #fanart #digital art #clip studio #csp #meme

[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

Basically the blue ogre reveal

#tokyo revengers #tokrev #tokyo rev #souya kawata #tokyo revengers spoilers #.....i mean if someone could call the ambulance that would be great though we're gonna need it for someone later

[secondscion]

turns out I can draw whatever i want and nobody can stop me

#clive rosfield #firestar #ffxvi #warrior cats #context is there's a redraw thing going around twitter where you draw your two biggest comfort characters #as the ''i think we're gonna have to kill this guy Steven'' panel #idk if I'd call either of these my biggest comfort characters per se but I do like them a lot #and the mental image was funny #my art

[rosdevw2]

design for the CG in my new au, basically a mirror au where the CG are kinda like the villains

Story so far: basically in AVA instead of Alan and Second working together, Alan kept Second as a slave (like Chosen) for his animatios and kept RBYG as a way to keep Second in line, deleting and saving their code over and over, that's the way the story divergence

The story will begin with the mirror!CG (I need a better name) appearing in the original CG computer who want to figure out who are these randoms, probably will draw them in a simple design for my sake

#alan becker #animation vs animator #animation vs minecraft #avm au #ava au #rossart #we're gonna call this au... #FoggedMirror!au

[synthe4u]

masterlist

A wave of nausea hit you, sending you reeling back from your papers. You grasped your stomach, willing the pain to go away. There was a deadline set for this work and of course you being you had to wait last minute to finish.

You glimpsed at the time, 1:03am, the paper was due at 6:00am and you were hoping to get some sleep before then.

A knock sounded before the door opened, "Hey love, you okay?"

It was your husband, John. You had forgotten he came back from a mission two days ago. You've just been too busy with work.

"I'm alright."

"You sure?"

He raised an eyebrow at you. Maybe it was the way you were hunched over or the papers scrawled all over the office desk. Or the time...Time.

You had to finish this paper now. For both your mental and physical well-being, but none of it was making any sense.

The words started to jumble on the pages.

You didn't know when, but John came back with a plated sandwich.

"It's not much, but you haven't any yet."

You mumbled a thanks before going back to writing. Your lover watched over you, waiting for you to pick up and eat the sandwich he made.

"Gonna eat, love?"

"Yeah, yeah," you mumbled, too focused on thinking of what to write. So focused that you didn't realize when John started tapping his arm in impatience.

It was only when he stood right behind you with his hand on your wrist, pulling your arm away from what needed to be done.

"You need some sleep."

"But I have to finish this!"

He grabbed your arm, pulling you away from the desk and chair. You wouldn't fight him. You didn't have the strength to do so because you were too tired.

He laid both of you down, wrapping an arm around you.

"Goodnight, love."

"Goodnight," you laid awake with your eyes wide open. Your thoughts were too big for your head and it felt like you needed rest, but you couldn't.

"I didn't eat the sandwich you made me."

"Huh?" He was confused by your statement.

You repeated yourself, "I didn't eat the sandwich you made me."

You could imagine him closing his eyes again while he spoke, "You can eat it in the morning."

A moment passed before he sighed and pulled you closer into his arms. The married couple snuggled together for both warmth, love, and comfort. They understood one another and that was all that mattered between them.

Sometimes moments of comfort like this makes one want to dream.

#we're just gonna say that he said love a lot of times just to get their attention because they were not paying attention #oopsie forgot about the sandwich #oh well #sleep is more important #im going crazy #so crazy that i am on the urge of cursing anything and everything out #but ill play nice consdiering i am on the internt #john price #cod mw2 #cod #captain john price #captain price #captain price x reader #john price x reader #x reader #captain john price x reader #price x reader #cod price #price mw2 #john price comfort #tired reader #call of duty #synthe4u #synthe4u writing #cries in singleness

[wahgifs]

chan: please get a room 🙄 CHAN'S ROOM 🐺 EP 199 ☆ | translation credit - 1, 2

#bystay #channiesnet #3rachasource #stray kids #bang chan #han jisung #lee know #skz #bangchan #han #and this is me not including han calling lino sexy #the butt smack #the handholding #all the other doe eyes #please?? i'm dizzy #mark today on your calendar #we're gonna remember it for a long time

[nintendove]

#splatoon 3 #splatoon #spoilers #i guess? #side order #side order spoilers #in french she calls Pearl 'Ma p'tite Perle' and says she loves when she says 'stuff like this' #after pearl says we're gonna make the bad guy eat his processors #it's just the beginning of side order and Marina has already been so so so sooooooooo gay i love her for that #gifs #pearlina

[theatsthetic]

that one meme.

#regular show #mike ehrmantraut #skips #regular show skips #skips quippenger #fan art #pendeedles #fanart #artists on tumblr #i think we're gonna have to kill this guy #breaking bad #brba #brbabcs #better call saul

[ravensofcedar]

They're, uh, cuddling... Let's see if I can get away with that.

This could probably use some more work, but I'm so tired of looking at it ;^; I've been working on it for way too long, so here ya go!

Have some König, Ghost and Soap enjoying some alone time together!

Open it in another tab to really see all the details!

#könig #konig #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #ghostsoap #soap x ghost x könig #Könighostsoap #mw2 #modern warfare 2 #cod #call of duty #my #art #we're just gonna ignore any anatomy mistakes #throwing this up here and never looking at it again #because i'm sure i'll find a million things wrong with it later

[popfizzles]

oitty moment

@kittyacelia

#fizzles draws #character design #we have decided on a working name for now; but are still workshopping it so it may change in the future #for now we're gonna call it #Tail Chasers #Tail Chasers Caleb

[daniel-bruehl]

#baby boy. baby.

Neil Ellice as JOHN 'SOAP' MACTAVISH CALL OF DUTY: MODERN WARFARE II (2022)

#he lives in a world of wonder and i love him for it #john soap mactavish #neil ellice #call of duty #mw2 #we're just gonna ignore the meh quality thanks lol #codedit #johnmactavishedit #neilelliceedit #mw2edit #videogameedit #dailyvideogames #gamingedit #dailygaming #vgedit #gamingnetwork #userlindir #userclo #userpng #creationtag

[cosmicrhetoric]

my dealer: got some straight gas 🔥😝 this strain is called “the lion in winter” 😳 you’ll be zonked out of your gourd 💯

me: yeah whatever. I don’t feel shit.

5 minutes later: dude I swear I just peeled some guy like a pear and god called it justice

my buddy phillip pacing: he asked me if i loved him. and i told him yes. do you know why i told him yes? so one day i could tell you all about it

#we're doing a housewide lion in winter watch #i was gonna pick another katharine hepburn quote but the guy in the original tweet was called phillip and like come on right #the lion in winter #the lion in winter 1968

[reddpenn]

What makes a rock a rock and not a crystal?

Ok SO

A mineral is a naturally occurring non-organic solid with a defined chemical composition and an orderly molecular structure. This means the molecules throughout the entire structure will be exactly the same, and be arranged in a symmetrical, geometric, repeating pattern called a crystal lattice.

Quartz is a mineral. Its chemical formula is silicon dioxide, and its crystal lattice forms a repeating tetrahedron.

Ice is also a mineral. Its chemical formula is dihydrogen monoxide, and its crystal lattice forms a repeating hexagon.

Obsidian is not a mineral. It is a mineraloid, a mineral-like substance. Its chemical composition can vary wildly, and instead of a crystal lattice, its molecules are jumbled up in an amorphous solid, meaning there’s no nice repeating pattern to them.

A crystal is any solid material with a crystal lattice.

All minerals, by definition, have a crystal lattice. So all minerals are crystals! Some things that are NOT minerals are also crystals!

Sugar is a crystal. It has a crystal lattice made from molecules of sucrose. But it is not a mineral because it is organic.

Often, these repeating geometric patterns in the crystal lattice cause the substance to naturally form big geometric structures with distinct faces - such as the points formed by quartz. These larger structures are colloquially also called crystals, and their shape (called a crystal habit) is determined by the shape of the crystal lattice. The same crystal lattice can produce multiple different crystal habits, and it’s all very cool and complicated but I won’t go off on a tangent about it right now.

A substance does not have to form big structures like this to be scientifically considered a crystal. It just needs a crystal lattice!

A rock is a naturally occurring solid aggregate of minerals and/or mineraloids. It can be made of a single mineral, or a bunch of different minerals. But when made from a single mineral, it will not be one solid block of that mineral with an unbroken crystal lattice. Because it is an aggregate, it will be a bunch of micro- to macroscopic grains of that mineral all compacted together, each with their own individual crystal lattices.

Granite is a rock. It is made of grains of minerals such as quartz and feldspar.

Limestone is a rock. It is mostly made of grains of calcite.

So rocks can be made of crystals, but rocks are not crystals - in the same way that a house can be made of bricks, but a house is not a brick!

And this is just a very quick overview of these terms, because the scientific definitions can get increasingly pedantic and there are tons of weird exceptions! It is all very fascinating.

But of course, the word rock also has a colloquial definition, which is just… a chunk of that hard stuff the planet is made of! A mineral, a crystal, a fossil or a bio-organic solid… whatever! This is a rock collection and these are my rocks!

#rock collecting #red pen has cool rocks #talkin' bout rocks #i'm gonna get salty in the tags for a minute about that they're minerals marie meme and how utterly unrealistic it is #because literally everyone in this hobby just calls them rocks #and we all collectively understand that we're using the colloquial definition #it's bizarre to me that the show made that joke because arguing about semantics is honestly kind of a Fake Fan red flag at this point #like the only people who argue semantics about this are the crystal woo crowd who insist they're collecting 'crystals' #they're magical healing crystals marie