Outside Riverwood // Skyrim (x)
me: i’m gonna write
me: [reads another person’s writing]
me: i’m never writing again
You don’t even wanna know how tempted I am to put this on a shirt.
reblog if your dick is longer than your arm
Jack Frost + Being a master of holding back tears
Rise of the guardians concept : Guardians Together
Literally my feels when my mom tells me to do something again because it’s not up to her standards…
we literally just spent an entire year making jokes about a sad little dead boy
happy new year
this is Vivec… again
actually, it was a test for new windows tablet
I have waited a long time for you, Champion of Old Tamriel. You are the last gasp of a dying age. You breathe the stale air of false hope. How little you understand! You cannot stop Lord Dagon. The walls between our worlds are crumbling. The Mythic Dawn grows nearer with every rift in the firmament. Soon, very soon, the lines now blurred will be erased. Tamriel and Oblivion rejoined! The Mythic Age reborn! Lord Dagon shall walk Tamriel again. The world shall be remade. The new age shall rise from the ashes of the old. My vision shall be realised. Weakness will be purged from the world, and mortal and immortal alike purified in the refiner’s fire. My long duel with the Septims is over, and I have the mastery. The Emperor is dead. The Amulet of Kings is mine. And the last defender of the last ragged Septim stands before me, in the heart of my power. Let us see who at last has proved the stronger!
"now that youve become the head of all the guilds in skyrim, will u finally come up here u piece of shit" —the greybeards
THIS WAS NOT THE POSE I WANTED