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Bd. Gaud i fear you and i tried avoiding following you for months but i failed and i wanna say that you are terrifying

Rest, Child. The Fight is over. The Battle is done. The Inevitable has come. Be at Peace. You will never return home. It’s fine. This Grave is your Home now.  

here’s the thing

for tumblr answer time, i ask every celebrity the same question

so far i’ve done misha collins

dj khaled

troian bellisario

sean o'pry

gavin grimm

tj miller

lany

and so far not a single goddamn answer. 

i’m gonna keep going until i get a straight answer or @staff​ stops me

First kiss ft. Vilkas, Teldryn Sero, Brynjolf, Gwilin

A/N: Guess who’s back? (but for how long?)

Requested: Yes

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Vilkas:

It had been a long trek back - but a rewarding one – finding the merry revelers as they wandered the land with their packs full of mead, happy to share in their revelry when the ‘grand companion’ passed by. He’d nursed the bottle right the way to Jorrvaskr, his smile fading as he witnessed his harbinger hunched uncomfortably over the table, elbow propped up on the wood with thumb and finger pinched at the top of their nose. They huffed resignedly, slamming down her charcoal to the point it shattered and rolled back into the hearth.  

He pulled out a seat beside them, barely finishing his inquiry as to what troubles were plaguing them before the pile of parchment was slid in his direction.

Contracts, summons, missives… inheritance… their toll weighed heavy. Then his eyes trailed to the higher pile, the completed pile, and the two empty ink pots beside it.

“Perhaps I could be of assistance.” They shook their head wearily.

“You’ve only just returned Vilkas, I couldn’t ask it of you. Go, get your rest.”

“And what of your rest. If we finish these together, we’ll both get what we want.”

There was no further argument when he fixed them with a glare, their mouth slamming shut as he began his work.

He took the contracts, signing them off with a flick of his wrist, and the personal papers were left aside, another night in the privacy of the dragonborns quarters would be for them.

An hour and a half later, they were done, and the completion of the job was about as satisfying as the cracks they received from their backs.

“Thank you Vilkas, I do believe drinks are on me when Hulda allows back in the mare.” It was fleeting, innocent, but it set his heart pounding. Their hand squoze his shoulder, and then their lips were pressed against his cheek, the sensation lingering long after their footsteps had disappeared.

Teldryn Sero:

The ash had whipped up dramatically, sending the duo to seek shelter. The cave was a mere crack in the mountainside, cold, damp, and dark – til Teldryns palm fluttered alight with arcane flame. What little kindling they could find was thrown to the flame, the fire growing till it was enough to light the small cavern and warm their freezing fingertips.

They pressed together – side by side beneath a threadbare blanket, holier than a priest of Arkay. With a bottle of Sujamma between them, they made the best of the situation, laughing until they were wheezing at one another’s tales. He’d long shed the cowl - for it did nothing but inhibit his ability to drink - but his mask remained. Through glossy, beady eyes he gazed at his companion, their flushed cheeks, gleaming grin, and sparkling eyes as they – yet again – told him the story of the tiny jester and his broken wagon. He’d heard it numerous times before, but he drank up every word, if for no other reason than to hear their jovial laughter.

He passed the bottle, barely a mouthful left, but still, they threw it back, the blanket slipping from their shoulder in the process.

“You know…” They whispered, eyes lidded as they glossed over his mask “This is technically an indirect kiss.” They giggled, covering their mouth light a child. He grinned back, leaning to fix the blanket at their shoulder.

“Then perhaps we should kiss properly. There’s no drink left after all.” He hadn’t meant for his voice to purr in such a way – though when they leaned into him without a second thought, he didn’t complain.

Brynjolf:

“Mind if I join you?” He took his seat with the nod of their head, placing his tankard down and fingering the rim. Despite all that had occurred, it seemed neither could summon the courage to address their current predicament. Desperately, he threw shy, fleeting glances, coughing, fidgeting – pitiful attempts to gain their attention. His mishap still pounded in his head.

They’d barely made it out the ruin, bruised, battered, and soaked to the bone. Mercer had taken his toll on all of them, but none more so than the dragonborn. Brynjolf could see it – the way they stood, all hunched, swaying ever so slightly. They were drained, and seemingly invisible to Karliah as she prattled on about Nocturnal and the task his friend was set to complete.

He’d caught them when they’d fell, legs giving way to the fatigue that flooded their limbs. He held them, their face pressed against his shoulder, and reflected on all he’d put them through. From a quick pick on the streets of Riften to slaying their own guild master in a Falmer infested dwarven ruin. And what had he done to help?

His hands stilled them as they heaved themselves back up, face steeled and tired as they looked to him for – something. So he leaned in, brash and uncalculated as he pressed his lips against theirs.

He’d forgotten the Nightingale armour was akin to a second skin.

They chuckled from across the table, grinning as he flushed across his cheeks and down his neck. He’d never been so embarrassed. His hands held his face, a groan rattling through his throat as their chuckles silenced, teeth at their lip to hold in what hadn’t escaped.

A gentle touch at his wrists and his hands were being withdrawn, placed upon the table with theirs atop his own. His breath hitched as they leaned towards him, smirk shrinking til their lips puckered and pressed against his own, unobstructed.

Gwilin:

“Excellent day for a swim” his voice was honey on the wind, an irresistible treat that had the dragonborn turning from their task in an instant. His shadow covered them, granting them the ability to gaze upon his smiling face, eyes crinkled at the corners, as he peered over the bridge at them.

“Perhaps you should join me them.” They’d been serious, but the jovial chime of his laughter proved the man was still all too innocent of their affections.

Once again, the sun shone in their eyes, and the crunching of fallen leaves that grew closer proved he’d abandoned his previous spot. They joined him at the bank, his eyes darting away and a dusky brown coating his cheeks. They were soaked to the bone, dressed in nothing but their underthing’s – and the medallion that hung from their wrist.

“I do believe this situation is a tad inappropriate” He mused

“Have to live life in the moment though don’t you?” It was a motto of sorts, one they turned on him regularly – an excuse to drink, to fight, to love – all to see his nose twitch in mild discomfort. They weren’t wrong.

“True, but yours are turning to bad habits.” He mumbled, allowing their laughter to ring in his ears and deepen his flush.

Temba’s voice shocked them both – a summon almost as powerful as the greybeards. He looked towards to mill, considering what trouble a moments delay could cause him – the dragonborn didn’t visit Ivarstead often.

With a deep sigh, he turned to say his farewells, only to have their touch behind his neck, and their lips upon his own.

“I do hope that becomes a habit.”

The Things We Lost In The Fire

YOO I TOLD YOU @cs-psychedelic

Things we lost to the flame

Things we’ll never see again

All that we’ve amassed

Sits before us, shattered into ash

These are the things, the things we lost

The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire

These are the things, the things we lost

The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire

We sat and made a list

Of all the things that we have

Down the backs of table tops

Ticket stubs and your diaries I read them all one day

When loneliness came and you were away

Oh they told me nothing new,

But I love to read the words you used

These are the things, the things we lost

The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire

These are the things, the things we lost

The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire

I was the match and you were the rock

Maybe we started this fire

We sat apart and watched

All we had burned on the pyrewe were born with nothing

And we sure as hell have nothing now

(You said) we were born with nothing

And we sure as hell have nothing now

These are the things, the things we lost

The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire

These are the things, the things we lost

The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire

Do you understand that we will never be the same again

Do you understand that we will never be the same again

The future’s in our hands and we will never be the same again

The future’s in our hands and we will never be the same again

These are the things, the things we lost

The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire

These are the things, the things we lost

The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire

These are the things, the things we lost

These are the things we lost in the fire fire fire

Flames they licked the walls

Tenderly they turned to dust all that I adore

Reblog if you think Bucky deserved his own movie

I swear if anyone says Captain America, The Winter Solider was his own movie I’m gonna flip. 

reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)

“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

IW Theory: LOKI

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“.. The sun will shine on us again.”

Many , including myself, are trying to process what just happened and WHY Loki would do such a stupid pitiful attempt to attack Thanos and get himself killed in the first 10mins. It was shocking and violent but perhaps it has a purpose.

My thoughts:

Loki had a line in Ragnarok: “I can’t see into the future, I’m not a witch.” . However one of the abilities of the Tesseract is to give visions of the future that may or may not be true. Thor wasn’t aware until the last minute that Loki had the Tesseract again but within that time of Loki stealing it from the vault and the “I’m here” scene Loki would have tapped into it to help him escape Asgard, the byproduct: he saw something. Even if it is 50/50 odds what he saw was true his nature is try and tip situations in his favor. In order for the best outcome to happen he needs Thor to have motivated anger. Just losing the Asgardian people would create a depressed king Loki won’t be able to work with but Loki knows that if he dies violently In front of Thor (again) it will give Thor the drive to want revenge. Remember, in DW Loki was faking his death and would have felt how upset Thor was ( seeming even more so then the death of their own mother). Thor, after meeting the GotG, tells Gamora “ your father killed my brother” not “ your father killed my people.”

Back to the start of IW: there is about 3mins of Hulk and Thanos fighting that we don’t see Loki at all. During this distraction there is more then enough time for him to copy himself and prepare for his “death” to get Thor in the emotional state needed.

Dr. Strange only saw one timeline where they will win in the end and if it is the same as what Loki is seeing they are both seemingly making the best plays by making the “dumbest” choices they can’t explain without ruining the end game.

For Loki to say the “The sun will shine on us again”.. Not “you” suggests Loki knows something, he doesn’t intend to die here, and is helping set up the most elaborate fuck over for Thanos yet. This starts with an angry Thor.

#hope

Fallout 4: All Companion Swap Dialogues

So here are all the dialogues for swapping companions in Fallout 4, taken from both the game itself and the extracted dialogue files on the other Fallout Wiki. I thought I’d put them here since a lot of them are bugged in my game at least, especially X6′s dialogues. (Cut for length)

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I'm suuuuper sick rn so I'm curious how would the fallout 4 companions react to sole getting sick? I'm sure there's some new viruses in the new world they're not used to.

I hope you feel better soon!!!

Cait: She didn’t know what she was doing and she didn’t hide it. She made them tea once, but actually it was just warm water with literal grass in it. Every time Sole tried to instruct her, she just yelled overtop of them, “I KNOW I KNOW.” 

Curie: She was ON it. She’s has the medical knowhow for most illnesses, so Sole getting sick was no problem. Even though she knew she could take care of them, she still stayed with them at all times with a worried look on her face. 

Codsworth: He’s no stranger to human illnesses. He had taken care of Sole back before the war while they were sick, so this time should be no different. He didn’t realize that illnesses could change too. When Sole didn’t get better quickly, he worried a lot, and had to ask around on what to do. 

Danse: When Sole got sick, you could see the panic on Danse’s face. He never had to deal with sick people, because they just stayed back on the prydwen. He treated them as gentle as he could, and constantly asked if they were alright with what he was doing. 

Deacon: “Don’t worry, IIIIIIII got this.” Deacon acted confident that he could take care of them but failed miserably. Accidentally spilled soup on them, he just kept saying, “it’s fine,” while he cleaned them up. In the end Sole had to yell at him how to actually take care of a sick person. 

Dogmeat: He doesn’t know what to do! Laid next to them until they felt better. 

Gage: He didn’t really worry about them, he knew that they were strong enough to get through it. That doesn’t mean he didn’t do some things to take care of them. When they were asleep, he’d adjust the blankets on top of them, and would sometimes leave food next to them for when they woke up. He got embarrassed when Sole called him out on it. 

Hancock: As soon as Sole started feeling ill, he worried immediately. He wasn’t sure if it could have been radiation poisoning, so he did his best to take care of them. Their symptoms didn’t look like radiation, so he was relieved. Stayed by their side the entire time. 

MacCready: “Okay okay don’t worry, I remember some stuff from when I was a kid….” MacCready checked their temperature by putting his hand on their forehead. “Yep, that’s a fever alright,” he sat down next to them and paused. “So what now…?” He didn’t actually know anything about how to cure ill people, but he did his best. 

Nick: “Hmmmmmm..” Nick gave them a puzzled look. All Sole could do was look up at him, they couldn’t even breathe through their nose at this point. “Hoooow about this,” Nick’s method of trying to help them was really just trial and error. 

Piper: Nervous as heck. She ran around in a panic looking for something to assuage their pain. Sole kept telling her to calm down but she just replied with, “but just LOOK AT YOU.” Eventually she tired herself out from running around, and fell asleep next to them. Piper ended up getting sick too. 

Preston: Preston was a mom. He knew exactly how to take care of them. Whenever Sole tried to get up and do something, he’d tell them to stop and rest. Probably brought them soup with an apron on. 

Strong: “Weak human should rest. Strong look after you.” By ‘look after’ he meant, make sure nothing killed them. 

X6-88: He knew the basics of how to cure human illnesses. He acted calmly but was secretly a little worried about them. They looked awful and it made him feel bad to see them like that. 

Companions working out at the gym

Cait

Curie

Codsworth

Danse

Deacon

Dogmeat

Nick

Mac

Hancock

Preston

Piper

Strong

X6

fallout 4 housemate headcanons

NO ONE ASKED BUT HERE IT IS (main game companions only)

Cait

“It’s Friday night, we’re going OUT, no bullshit excuses.” Loud music always blaring from her room when she’s home, if you ask her to turn it down, you somehow end up getting dragged into an impromptu dance party. Shots. No sense of personal space, bursts into your room unannounced because she wants to talk to you, doesn’t care if you’re naked. Blunt, thinks everyone you have ever dated isn’t good enough for you, offers to fight anyone who has caused you a minor personal offence. You always end up sleeping in each other’s beds when you get drunk together. Messy af, complains loudly about the cleaning rota.  

Codsworth

Obsessively clean. Cleans up after everyone else (or redoes their cleaning because he thinks they haven’t done it properly), but gets passive-aggressive about it later. Always busy, never seems to sit still, hums and whistles as he’s bustling about. Likes organizing things, likes gardening. Worry wart. Makes you promise to text if you’re going to be home later than usual. Loves old movies, especially sci-fi classics, can quote them line for line, most of his bedroom space is dedicated to his home cinema set up. Big fan of tea, owns like 800 different varieties, and also of tea, has all the gossip on your other housemates.

Curie

House mom. Very neat, particularly concerned with bathroom cleanliness. Early riser and always looks immaculately put together, even at ass o’clock in the morning. Worries about your diet and how much sleep you’re getting. “Mon cher, potato chips are not an adequate substitute for dinner.” Has some kind of terrifying and important science job, no one understands exactly what she does, but she gets so excited when she talks about it that no one has the heart to interrupt her. Has never been late for anything, ever, in her entire life, is horrified by people who leave things until the last minute. Likes to take very long baths, disturb her at your own peril.

Danse

Boy scout af. Eats the exact same oatmeal from the exact same bowl at 7am on the dot every morning (8am on weekends). Makes his bed every day, takes exactly 9.5 minutes in the shower. “This level of noise on a weeknight is disrespectful, some of us have work in the morning.” In charge of the cleaning rota. Has “optimized” the cleaning rota. Drags you out of bed at 6am to go running, encourages you even when you snap at him. Easily flustered, awkward at parties. Brought home a stranger for sexy times once, a year ago, and everyone still teases him about it. Will make you a hot drink and listen very seriously while you talk about your problems.

Deacon

Cryptid roommate. You never know if he’s home or not, you have no idea what his job is, he has nothing even remotely resembling a schedule. Pays his rent in cash, no one has ever seen inside his bedroom, it could lead to another dimension for all you know. Occasionally you walk in on him cooking a three course meal at 4am or drinking strong black coffee in his underwear in the middle of the afternoon. You always have the best chats when you bump into him, but then he disappears and who the hell knows when you’ll see him again. He recommends books to you, and then they turn up on your bed a few weeks later, sometimes with a little note written in code.

Dogmeat

A perfect boy, almost certainly the best boy in the whole world. Protective, loyal, affectionate, only pooped in a shoe once. 

Hancock

Always has random groups of friends over. Always the last one awake when you throw a party. LOUD sex. Sustained LOUD sex. Has never been seen out of bed before noon. No one knows how he makes money except, you know, you all kind of know. Has the best stories. Total cuddlebug, loves human contact, will massage your shoulders or lie in your lap or play with your hair while he talks to you. Stylish af, you’re always trying to borrow his clothes. Usually messy, but occasionally goes on frenzied cleaning sprees and gets the whole house spotless in six hours. Can’t cook, but will sometimes spontaneously order takeout for the whole house, his treat.

Nick Valentine

Voice of reason and maturity. Holds himself a little apart from everyone else. (Probably has the largest room in the place with an ensuite, or even a floor to himself). Deals with all the landlord stuff because he is the most convincing adult in the house. Very formal text and email style, always starts his messages with “Hi everyone” and signs off as “Val” in the housemate group chat, every damn time. Great with technology, will sigh and roll his eyes if you want to him to take a look at your computer, but secretly loves being asked. Has a liquor cabinet in his room, makes a mean old-fashioned. Gives fantastic life advice, best housemate to go to when you’re upset. Sass him at your peril.

MacCready

Little brother. Messy boy. Anxious boy. His room is an absolute pig sty, except for his comic collection, which is pristine. Useless in the mornings, no point trying to have a conversation with him before 10am. Insomnia. Hates his stupid job. Always quibbling over household bills, doesn’t want to put the heat on, wears seven layers of clothes instead. Does his best to clean up after himself in communal spaces, but it doesn’t come naturally. Can only cook three things, but cooks them really well. Always down to share a few beers and kick your ass at videogames, just give him a second to get all the dirty laundry off the floor.

Piper

Big sister. Freelancer, always home until she’s not. Her room isn’t dirty, per se, but it is ridiculously cluttered, stuffed with books and notepads. When she’s on a deadline, it’s a bomb site. Also, she’s always on a deadline. Lots and lots of coffee, queen of all-nighters. Talks to herself. Will seek you out to run her latest conspiracy theories by you. Gets you embroiled in impassioned political discussions that go on until 2am. Values your opinion even if she doesn’t always agree. Subsists on instant noodles and pop tarts. Very concerned with fairness in the household, invested in the general principle of the cleaning rota even if she forgets her turn half the time. 

Preston

House dad. Excellent mediator, wants everyone to be okay. Manages the bills and calls tradespeople when things break down. Total sweetheart but not here to take your shit, especially when it comes to making sure that everyone’s pitching in (but will still insist on helping if he happens to be around while you’re doing chores). Organizes family dinners and games nights, really invested in making the place feel like a home. Knocks on your door when you’re working to see if you want tea or hot chocolate. Remembers everyone’s birthday. Absolute riot when he’s drunk. His room is small and cosy and he’s quite private about it, only invites people to hang out with him there if he really trusts them.  

Strong

Seems to subsist entirely on protein shakes, poor personal hygiene, lord help you if you share a bathroom with him. Gym rat, lives in the gym, all his clothes seem to be sweatpants, does not appear to own shirts. Speaks in monosyllables, very gruff, doesn’t understand the cleaning rota and no one wants to explain it to him. Breaks things a lot. Connoisseur of violent videogames. His shelf in the fridge is entirely filled with unidentified meat objects, which you assume are components of the protein shakes, but you’re too afraid to ask. Once he quoted Shakespeare at you and you almost fell out the window in shock.

X6-88

No one has ever seen him enter or exit the house. Has a real adult job that involves a suit. Cycles to work, has a top-of-the-range racing bike and all the professional hi-vis gear. Seems scarily competent and also sort of rich, you’re not sure why he lives here. Appears to have an active social life, but no one has ever met his friends. Unfailingly courteous and considerate, but when he gets on the group chat to politely point out the abysmal state of the kitchen, you can be damn sure no one is ever going to forget to wipe down the counters for a month at least. All the other housemates have a betting pool running on how many people he has killed with his bare hands.

I’m not the only one with this problem right?…

The Punisher characters as Salem the cat

Frank Castle

Billy Russo

Karen Page

Dinah Madani

David Lieberman

Curtis Hoyle

Sam Stein

Me, the entire time during season 1

BONUS:

Dinah to Billy:

lead guard: men, look upon that woman in the market.

guard: what about her?

lead guard: she is possibly the most dangerous person in all of tamriel.

lead guard: she has the power of the voice, and it’s speculated that she may be the dragonborn.

lead guard: she’s widely known as the master of the thieves guild.

lead guard: she located, killed and stole the identity of the gourmet, then poisoned the double posing as the emperor.

lead guard: later, she killed commander maro and the entire penitus oculatus in a fit of rage after the dark brotherhood was killed off. she then boarded the emperor’s ship and murdered him as well.

lead guard: she has the favour of multiple daedric lords and carries their artifacts.

lead guard: she is a danger to everyone in her path.

guard: then we should kill her, now, while she’s unaware and shopping!

lead guard: fuck no, she spent seven days in jail. she’s paid off her wrongdoings.

Gallus Desidenius's Encdoded Journal

I realize there’s a wiki that has this translated but I decided to teach myself the Falmer script and translate the journal myself. Who needs Calcelmo anyway? Below is my full (and I believe accurate) translation:

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“I can’t believe it,” Vex said, glaring at Brynjolf across the tavern. 

He grinned at her and leaned back in his chair as he filled his mug with mead. “I knew she’d come through,” he said. “Never doubted her.”

“Not that,” Vex sighed. “I mean, yeah, pretty impressive - but what I can’t believe is that you had a plan all along to get those payments, and you kept it up your sleeves so you could use it as a damn test!”

“Aye, but it worked, didn’t it, lass?” he pointed out, and paused to drink deeply from his cup. “And we’ve got all the payments.”

“Yeah, yeah, your new girl’s real impressive,” Delvin agreed, sitting down next to him. 

“Hush, Delvin,” he replied lightly, and laughed. “Look, both of you, I’m telling you - she’s the one. She’ll turn our luck around and we’ll finally start to see things looking up around here. I’m certain of it.”

“Well, you’re looking up, at least,” Vex said, and he thought he saw a hint of a smile on her face before she turned away.

“Give it a few days,” he told her. “You’ll see. Things are about to change.”

Thieves Guild

The timeline of the Thieves Guild has always bothered me

Karliah says that it’s been twenty five years since Mercer murdered Gallus and she’s been in exile. Now, even with how young some of the characters look in the game, I’m willing to put Mercer Frey at a max age of 50. He is a SENIOR member of the Guild, and Guild Master. At the absolute YOUNGEST I’d say he’s forty. 

Brynjolf, on the other hand, is definitely younger than Mercer, though by no more than a decade. I like to think that the youngest someone is allowed to officially join the Guild is in their late teens, probably around 16 (though most 16 year olds are rarely talented enough to get in). 

It’s implied that Brynjolf (as well as Vex and Delvin at the very least) knew Karliah (and by extension, Gallus) before Mercer became Guild Master. If Mercer. Even if Brynjolf was, at the very youngest, 16 when Gallus was murdered, that would put him now at 41 years old. And even that doesn’t make sense. I imagine Brynjolf became Mercer’s second in command not long after he took up the mantle of Guild Master, if it wasn’t immediate, and I doubt that the Guild would have been too happy with some kid traipsing around and giving out orders. 

It could be argued that Mercer would do this on purpose, because a kid would be less likely to notice his thieving from the Guild, but it would have seemed more suspicious by the other members. 

Now, a much more reasonable amount of time to pass between then and now is around 15 years. A decade could work, too, or even 20 years on the longer side, but the extra 5 years added on to that just throws everything out of proportion. 

If it’s been 15 years since Gallus was murdered then 

Mercer would have been ~30-35 and Brynjolf would have been in his late 20s. This seems MUCH more reasonable for both of them. It makes much more sense for someone who’s 35 to have enough strength and power to do a complete overthrow of a Guild and take it over than for someone who’s 25 to accomplish the same. 

TL;DR - 25 years is too long and stupid and Bethesda needs to get their act together. 

Thanks for coming to my TED Talk. 

mercer: now karliah is very sneaky

dragonborn: as is custom

mercer: so we're going to have to kill her quickly

dragonborn: ok

mercer: very quickly

dragonborn: yeah

mercer: before she has a chance to kill us

mercer: or defend herself in any way

mercer: or give her side of the story

mercer: because it would be lies

mercer: all lies

dragonborn: uh

mercer: SHE KILLED GALLUS OKAY IT WASN'T ME I WOULD NEVER WHY WOULD YOU ACCUSE ME BECAUSE THAT WOULD BE RIDICULOUS EVEN IF I HAD STOLEN THE SKELETON KEY AND NEEDED HIM DEAD TO COVER MY TRACKS IT'S ABSURD GALLUS WAS MY FRIEND YOU'VE BEEN TALKING TO KARLIAH HAVEN'T YOU THAT LYING BITCH

dragonborn:

mercer:

dragonborn:

mercer: well we should get a move on then

brynjolf, about the dragonborn: i’ve only known them for a day and a half but if anything happened to them i’d kill everyone in riften and then myself.

When Astrid tells you to get the Amulet of the Elder Council appraised by Delvin and your already a Thieves Guild member

What kind of plant is that?

When you not the baby daddy but you take care of the kids anyway 

Legs for days. (via cooltonedcutie)

a guilty dog

Why are these chicken breasts fighting?

Seven very majestic seconds.

Resources For Students

It’s almost exam season and I figured you students out there could use some useful resources. I hope this aides you in your studies and makes your life a bit easier. Enjoy!

Self Care

Body

Sleep Calculator

Dealing With Your Mentrual Cycle by @educatier

Food Masterpost by @areistotle

Myfridgefood (Make something with what you have in your fridge)

Choose Your Tea Based On How You Feel by @spazju

Beginner’s Yoga Poses To De-Stress

Head-To-Toe Self Care by @spazju

Getting A Good Night’s Sleep

Mind

Movie Night Masterpost by @distractful 

Free Online Therapy

Need A Compliment?

This Is Sand - Calming Site Where You Play With Sand

The Dawn Room - If you have struggled with depression, I recommend

The Thoughts Room - For Watching Your Troubles Fall Away

Mental Health Masterpost by @420normani 

Puppy Live Cam

Kitten Live Cam

Self Care Check by @rainingtheo 

Motivation

Motivation Masterpost by @areistotle

How To Reach Your Goals by @studyplants

Tips For Getting Motivated by @overstudies

Get Motivated In A Month

Guide To Motivation by @elkstudies

Attitudes That Lead To Success by @onlinecounsellingcollege

The Iceberg Illusion by @studyally

Read This When You Want To Give Up by @onlinecounsellingcollege

Sounds/Music/White Noise

General

Coffee House

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Time Management

Bullet Journalling

delthenerd’s Guide To Bullet Journalling by @delthenerd

Thorough Guide To The Bullet Journal System by @tinyrayofsun

Bullet Journal Prompts by @study-like-hermione-granger

35 Things To Track In Your Bullet Journal

Bullet Journal Page Inspiration by @studyign

Guides

Printables Masterlist by @studiying

Printables Masterpost by @study-well

Organization by @areistotle

The 8-Hour Day

Finding Study Time

Guide To Time Management by @pennyfynotes

The Pomodoro Technique by @elvindantes

Foreign Languages (for English speakers)

Studying A Foreign Language by @areistotle

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College Preparation

Things No One Told Me Before College by @delthenerd

College/University Masterpost by @areistotle

Staying Healthy In College by @tothefinishline

College Student’s Masterpost by @eruditekid

List Of Universities On Tumblr by @higheredsocialmedia 

Becoming An Adult Cheat Sheet by @baku

Alternatives To Buying Overpriced Textbooks

Studying & Building Good Habits

Planning A Research Project by @delthenerd

Annotating Texts by @delthenerd

Taking Notes In Class by @delthenerd

5 Things To Do At The End Of A Semester by @delthenerd

On How To Write A History Essay by @delthenerd

101 Study Tips by @study-early

How To Concentrate

Concentration Masterpost by @study-star

Memorising Diagrams

Study Space Guide by @study-well

Essay Writing Structure

Research & Reading Tips 

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Studyblr

School Supplies Masterpost by @areistotle

Guide To Making Masterposts by @educatier

Taking Photos Of Your Notes by @studyquill

Beginner’s Guide To Starting A Studyblr by @studyign

A Beginner’s Guide To Starting A Studyblr by @eintsein

100 Days Of Productivity Challenge explained by @elizastudies

How & Why To Start A Studyblr by @studious-simplicity

StudyblrMasterposts - Blog run by @emmastudies & @annistudio

Useful Apps & Sites

Writing

Written?Kitten! - Word Count Motivation

Hemingway Editor - Online Editor

Grammarly Chrome Ext.

Readability Score

Bibliography Maker Chrome Ext.

Math

This Is The Best Math Site You’ll Ever Use

Math Cheat Sheets

Calculus Cheat Sheet

Mathway

Symbolab

Tip Of My Tongue - For When You Can’t Remember A Word

Organization

Habitica App - To Do List In The Form Of A Game

MyStudyLife App - Digital Planner

Evernote

SimpleMind App - Digital Mind-Map

Google Calendar

Motivation & Accountability

Headspace App - Guides In Meditation

Pacifica App - Stress Management

StayFocusd Chrome Ext. - Limits Time On Distracting Websites

Focus App - Combats Phone Addiction With A Game

Momentum - Motivational Chrome Extention

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The Losers Club as Buzzfeed Unsolved Quotes

Mike: Yeah, I just kinda looked into places that would make me want to die and I think this checks that box.

Bill: It's a g-g-g-g-ghost butt!

Beverly: Hey, you demon fuck!

Ben: Hello spirits! We're here with good vibes. We ask you to let us film you and put you on Youtube

Eddie: No-one can see the top of your head except God

Stan: I don't want to be a ghost-hunter! This is all-bullshit!

Richie: DO YOU HEAR HOW COCKY I AM? WOULDN'T YOU LIKE ME TO JUST SHUT THE HELL UP?

bonus:

the adults of Derry: I'll tell you what. I love when serial killers have a fun little thing.

Georgie: I'm gonna haunt you... I'm gonna make creaks!

Pennywise: Hmmhmmhmm! The Devil, his Satanic Majesty! Hmmhmmhmm, That'll get them! Time to go murder again!