What I love most about Skyrim (and TES in general) is how, once the surface is at all scratched, you’re confronted with the most buckwild lore in the history of ever. Like, Skyrim’s baseline experience is: you are a person born with the soul of a dragon, which means you can absorb their souls and speak their language. Fair enough! There are two moons! And vampires! Giants herd mammoths across the plains!
and when you look at all teh deadra princes its like yeah theres this entire pantheon of gods separate from the main ones. some of them are assholes and some of them are nice. theres one that just wants to party and challenges people to drinking contests at local taverns
Jefferson: I didn’t think Aaron liked … Tall people.
Jefferson: “But listen: Aaron might have married a white boy just to annoy me, specifically. It’s a thing he would do!”
Rio: “I can’t hear you. I’m asleep. I have a shift in four hours.”
I really wish there was a way Uncle Aaron lived and came back to meet his “husband” at some point now.
Aaron: …Miles…I love you, and I am proud of you…but you are somehow the smartest and dumbest boy I have ever known.
Miles: Says the man who used his big brain to become a criminal when he could’ve been a black Tony Stark with that gear he made. And thought working for the Kingpin, who everyone knows will throw his minions away like tissues, was a good idea!
Peter: He makes a good point, babe, you did kind of mess up first–
Aaron: Call me babe again and see what happens. I’ll whoop you with a collapsed lung.
All I see is “fake marriage au, but it’s also enemies to lovers”
I am Silver Tongue, I am an artist. I have many characters and you can check out my art in the art tag. I occasionally practice witchcraft though I don't do anything too complicated. I am girl 2 and don't know what else to put here.
