Mice Straight Up Go On Missions And No Body Talks About It

is this how you make a cake?

A Skyrim concept I find fascinating and terrifying to think about: the idea of the Dragonborn’s Voice abilities growing far, far beyond what we see them achieve in-game.

You’re jumped by a wolf on the road, but all you do is turn your head and say ‘krii.’  The beast crumples in mid-leap. A bandit ambushes you, thinks you’re easy prey - but you stand motionless, stare at them. ‘Krii lun aus,’ and they drop to their knees, gasping for breath as their life essence trickles away until they’re still. You don’t even need to raise your weapon.

A crime or a misunderstanding lands you in jail. Feim. You pull your wrists through the chains and step through the bars. Finally home after a long day of fighting, you mutter feim and step out of your armour, letting it fall through your body and clatter to the ground. 

Storm Call. With time, with practice, you learn how to control the lightning completely, so that it no longer strikes your allies. You can choose exactly when and where it hits, scorching the life from your enemies with surgical precision. There’s nowhere for them to hide.

Fus ro dah. The Shout tears up trees at the root, sends dragons smacking into mountainsides, rips buildings to their foundations.

Dragon Aspect. As your connection to the dragon souls inside you deepens, you notice that you’re not just growing ethereal armour. You can rip apart rock with the ghostly talons that shimmer around your fingers. You can lash people to the ground with the tail. And then the day comes when you stand at the edge of a cliff, breathe in deep, spread the shining wings - and take flight.

You barely need to catch your breath between Shouts anymore. You ghost around the battlefield, turning ethereal when your enemies attack and then - wuld nah kest - rushing in to strike the moment you blink back into existence. You freeze half of them solid with Ice Form and turn around to burn the rest to ash with a long, long jet of fire from your mouth. 

What I’m saying is, the Dragonborn is an unstoppable force of nature, and I wonder how much effort it takes for them to keep all that power under control. 

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it's 2022. donald trump has died in disgrace days after being impeached and jailed. my chemical romance's new album is coming out the same day as the new spiderverse movie. the lizzo and janelle monaé collab song is blowing up the radio. lil nas x has a verse in it. you and your partner have time and energy for dates after work after jeff bezos' assets have been seized and distributed to the public in the wake of his arrest for keeping employees in unsafe working conditions.

do it or you’re fired

All my friends and family: Thanos gripping your dash isnt real

Thanos gripping my dashboard:

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

Fuck that Old Man.

this is my favorite reddit thread of the day and i want to share it with you all