#j’zargo

[whitegoldtower]

Skyrim NPCs Reactions (This time, if you hide in a cupboard and jump out at them)

Ancano: He’s camp about it and you can’t convince me otherwise. Clutches his pearls and shrieks before regaining his composure. If you breathe a word of this to anyone, there’s a fireball with your name written on it.

Ondolemar: was too focused on his work to notice your hiding spot. Jumps a mile but sighs and sits there with his head in his hands for a moment before he’s ready to face you.

Vingalmo: knew you were in the cupboard. Waits to watch you make a fool of yourself for his own entertainment.

Serana: knew you were in the cupboard. Jumped anyway and scowled at you. You’re cruel. How does it feel to be a horrible person?

Cicero: goes one of two ways. Either he screams and then laughs and dances around to get the uncomfy out of his system, or you end up with a knife against your throat. Or worse.

Lydia: she turns around with lightning reflexes and throws a haymaker directly into your face before apologising profusely (provided that she hasn’t knocked you out). She tells you off for it whilst pressing a beefsteak against your face, and you can only acknowledge that you totally deserved that.

Vex: A knife whizzes past your ear and lodges into the wood. “Next one goes in your eye.”

Elenwen: walks up to you and throws her drink over you. “Pour me another by the time I get back.” She turns on her heel and storms out to walk it off.

J’zargo: *GROWL HISS*… *decides that he can’t be bothered*

Festus Krex: he knows you’re in there. “Stop it.” If you jump out anyway, he throws whatever he’s holding at you. Probably a mortar and pestle.

Arnbjorn: knows you’re in a cupboard. Doesn’t know which one. Threatens the wrong cupboard door.

Vilkas: sees you hiding and tells you to wait for Farkas.

Farkas: screams at the top of his lungs. Falls over his own feet.

#tesblr #skyrim #thalmor #altmer #ancano #ondolemar #college of winterhold #volkihar vampire #vingalmo #elenwen #serana #skyrim cicero #lydia skyrim #skyrim vex #dark brotherhood #arnbjorn #festus krex #j’zargo #vilkas #farkas #vilkas and farkas

[shiroikabocha]

personal headcanon about the Khajiit: the third-person speaking style isn’t a universal rule in Khajiit grammar, but more like the voice you use in polite company, or to show deference to someone. Khajiit use “I” and “me” plenty when they’re speaking with friends and only bust out the “this one welcomes you” when talking to strangers (especially strangers with whom they want to make a good impression, like their customers)

Furthermore, over-using the third person in settings where most people would consider it unnecessary is a stylistic choice that some Khajiit make for varying reasons. Example: J’zargo over-performs deferential politeness because he enjoys the sound of his own name and thinks everyone else deserves to enjoy it, too, as often as grammatically possible.

#tes #skyrim #khajiit #j’zargo

[shivering-isles-cryptid]

Incorrect Skyrim Quotes

J’Zargo: I’m the Main Character

Brelyna: Girl, you’re the unreliable narrator

#elder scrolls #skyrim #tes #the elder scrolls #elder scrolls skyrim #incorrect quote #incorrect quotes #incorrect skyrim quotes #incorrect Skyrim #college of winterhold #brelyna maryon #jzargo #J’zargo #incorrect college of winterhold #source: Tumblr #vel talks

[da3drat]

J’zargo pondering himb orb

Day 1: Arcane

@tes-summer-fest

id in alt

#tesfest23 #j’zargo #skyrim #tes fanart #tesblr #skyrim fanart #kahjiit #i pulled out all the knowledge from my warrior cats phase for this

[winter-of-collegehold]

I FEEL SO EMPTY, I HAVEN’T PLAYED SKYRIM IN THREE MONTHS

#college of winterhold #onmund #j’zargo #brelyna maryon #skyrim

[ego-osbourne]

do you have anymore art of corkscrew the dremora? he is so cute I love him and his backstory...

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Corkscrew has a good time as a college student. Definitely. Doesn’t have to clean up J’Zargo’s messes.

#j’zargo #corkscrew #Winterhold #my art #tes #tesv #tesblr #Skyrim #tdi #the dez illusion #dremora #khajiit #ask box #anon ask

[justheretop0st]

Rain

He hated the rain. He hated the sound of it, the smell of it, the feel of it. And though he prayed it never comes, the thunder rolls and mocks him. How unfortunate.

She was one in an era that truly caused change. It was evident at her funeral. There wasn’t enough room to accompany the waves of people who had come to see her one last time. It lasted days, almost a week of respect and reminiscence. There were things that he didn’t even know about her. This was especially telling of the figures in black and red.

The woman he had come to call his wife was a leader by nature. She lead her side to victory in the war. She ended Alduin, granted she had legendary warriors by her side. She solved the vampire crisis, having to split her own soul in order to enter the soul cairn. She became the leader of the companions, even for a brief period becoming the Arch-Mage. She had helped countless people. He was sure there was more, but there are always secrets that are best left to die with her.

The day she died, she looked more. More of everything. More like a leader. More like a wife. More beautiful and terrifying all in the same breath. She laughed and she seemed to glow. The breeze made her hair animate with life. With every ounce of blood in his body, he swore it shone in the sun.

It was quick and he was thankful for that. Perhaps he couldn’t handle it if she suffered. Perhaps it was because he didn’t have to worry about the last words he said to her. Because he swore to tell her daily how much he adored her. It might have been out his comfort zone. But even in his actions he swore to show her nothing but adoration and love. She deserved it and he knew it was likely she was to die at any point.

Being a renowned hero, she had enemies. A single moment of peace, pierced by an arrow laced in poison. Normally it wouldn’t have punctured her armor. But she wore a dress that day. Even into the night when she was being honored with a banquet. Ale, wine, mead and more was being served. How could someone have missed a person with an arrow equipped?

He wished he could have been more vigilant and maybe he would have had it not been for the drink. He wished his last words were more fine than a sloppy serenade. A declaration of known love. On his knees before her and he could feel the air push over his head as the arrow hit its target.

Panic arose in the crowd, they all ran to cover. But he stayed kneeled there, catching her as she fell into his arms. Straight through the heart, and she stared into his eyes. A connection. A final connection. She died with a smile on her face and her hand in his. But he felt to many emotions for him to simply sit there with her. He felt anger. Remorse. Sadness. He wanted revenge.

All he can remember after that is snatching a sword from a guards sheath and searching the building. Room by room, person by person. He was to filled with emotion, but nothing would get past him. He was told that the assassin was eventually found. That this person was taken to jail. But jail was not what the person deserved. For taking such a life, death would be the only repentance.

During her funeral, it rained for those days and nights. He couldn’t bear to leave her side as she lay there. Surrounded by flowers and gifts and mementos. He remained soaked and though there were others with him, he paid their words of condolences no mind. Nothing would make this better.

How he hated the rain.

#skyrim x oc #Skyrim #skyrim x dragonborn #skyrim teldryn sero #skyrim x reader #skyrim Marcurio #neloth #ralis sedarys #brynjolf #hadvar #ralof #ulfric stormcloak #male!skyrim x female!reader #Farkas #Vilkas #Cicero #j’zargo #onmund #torvar #balimund #delvin mallory #Glorver Mallory #ancano #Stenvar #faendal #Marcurio x reader #teldryn sero x reader #Vilkas x reader #Farkas x reader #Cicero x reader

[paper-cuts-galore]

Just random Skyrim prompt things

J’zargo carrying TLD to their bedchambers after overworking themselves learning a new and complicated spell

Brynjolf and TLD in the cistern of the thieves guild sitting on the edge near the water discussing business and whatnot

Miraak’s touch-starved ass getting flustered after TLD compliments him and gives him a quick goodbye hug before leaving apocrypha

TLD accidentally dropping a valuable item and it rolls of the cliff, and Lydia dives off the edge to get it before realizing she jumped off the wrong cliff

#skyrim #elder scrolls #j’zargo #j’zargo skyrim #the elder scrolls #lydia #lydia skyrim #brynjolf #thieves guild #fanfic #writing prompt #prompt #skyrim fanfic #miraak #tes #miraak skyrim #khajiit

[skyrim-said-that]

The Dragonborn: Thought I was meowing back at my cats for the past hour. Turns out it was just me and J’Zargo meowing at each other from different rooms in the house

#what if they dragonborn had tiny pet kitty perhaps #angies asks #anonymous #skyrim #tes #j’zargo #IS THAT HIS NAME WAIT I GOTTA GOOGLE IT #ok good #the elder scrolls #the college of winterhold

[skeeverboy]

if you are a j’zargo marriage truther (if you’re correct) or if you write fanfiction about j’zargo or something just so you all know, his name would not be j’zargo post-marriage because the j in his name means he is unmarried/single/a bachelor. the name i think he’d get would be probably jozargo - it’s not much of a change from his old name + “jo” means like a wizard or scholar

#j’zargo #elder scrolls #skyrim #the elder scrolls

[khamuzi]

hit by a sleep spell. snzzz

#skyrim #art #j’zargo #brelyna maryon #onmund #my art

[whitegoldtower]

NPCs if you tickle them:

Ancano: is extremely ticklish and will smack you across the head with a book before you can even touch him. If you sneak attack him, though, he will let out a very undignified shriek, drop whatever is in his hands and give you an absolute earful.

Ondolemar: Is mildly ticklish, but hides it well. He forces himself to stand still and asks you if you’re done yet. If you catch him off guard, he will turn around with a face like thunder until he realises it’s you.

Vingalmo: isn’t ticklish at all. Takes your hands, places them back in your lap and tells you not to touch what you can’t afford. Or, he takes it as flirtation and tickles you back with a purr and a wink.

Serana: jumps and slaps your arm with quite a bit of force. She does see the funny side of it, though, and asks if your arm is ok.

Babette: do you want to lose your fingers? It might be tempting to see the eternal child and go “tickle wickle!!” but I’d strongly advise against it. Nobody knows whether she is actually ticklish or not because nobody gets away with it.

Lydia: Isn’t ticklish, is just confused. Unless you tickle the front of her neck, then you’re going to find her fist in your face. Don’t put your hands near her face, she really doesn’t like it.

J’Zargo: touch his belly, you die. Touch him in general, you die. However, provided that you’re good friends, if you get his sides or back, he will ask you to scritch a little. Tickle him under the chin and he will start purring. He might even dribble a bit and then be horribly embarrassed about it.

Cicero: will piss himself. And I mean that literally. Don’t tickle the poor man, he can’t handle it.

#tesblr #skyrim #thalmor #ancano #altmer #dark brotherhood #vingalmo #skyrim headcanon #lydia skyrim #ondolemar #babette #skyrim cicero #j’zargo #serana volkihar

[toothpick-queen]

Hey guys when you say something is for the girls and the gays can you include me in that as well?

The girls the gays and J’zargo if it's not too much trouble thanks guys

#skyrim #j’zargo #hey guys

[gaymergirlie]

honestly I can’t wait for j’zargo to win the sexyman poll

#skyrim sexyman poll #j’zargo #khajiit sweep

[da3drat]

Not sure where this came from lol but pls enjoy some late night dialogue with my ldb and J’zargo.

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“You know how fire atronachs explode when you banish them?”

“Yes.”

“Do you think you could harness that explosion to overcharge a fireball?”

“I could.” J’zargo snickered. “I think that you could not.”

Dawn smirked and shot him an arrogant look, face barely illuminated by the dying embers of the campfire.

“You’re thinking of just the fire, I’m adding the energy release.” Said Dawn.

“Hum.” Said J’zargo.

“The action of conjuring is obviously endothermic, so theoretically it should take energy to send them back through the barrier, too. But an explosion implies a release of energy, not intake.”

Her eyes traced from star to star as she absently charted constellations. J’zargo shifted in his bedroll.

“So you are thinking, what? The energy for the reaction comes from Oblivion and and the excess releases on Mundus?”

“Exactly. And theoretically, if that energy exists, do you think a skilled conjuror could capture it and use it to augment her spellcasting?”

“Perhaps…” J’zargo mused. “The energy would not be mana if it was sourced from oblivion. It would take a great mage to discern how to manipulate energy not from aetherius.”

Dawn yawned.

“I think,” She said haughtily. “We can do it in a year. If we start in the morning.”

“You are underestimating J’zargo’s skill again. We will do it in 6 months.”

“Always so humble.” Dawn laughed.

“Modesty has no place in innovation.”

“Hum.”

#skyrim #skyrim fic #tes #tes fanfic #tesblr #ldb #j’zargo #dawn #i love these assholes sm #writing

[winter-of-collegehold]

College Trio, but they’re gamers. That’s it, that’s the thought for today.

#college of winterhold #onmund #j’zargo #brelyna maryon #incorrect skyrim quotes