#nine divines

[sylvienerevarine]

hi this is hilarious

#deep lore yall #nine divines #tes #daggerfall #elder scrolls #hilarious-ly cute to be clear

[lemonsquidsoda]

Aziraphale and Crowley inspired by the stained glass windows of Stendarr and Kynareth from Oblivion :)

I don’t know too much lore on the divines in elder scrolls (I know more about the daedric princes lol) so I matched the characters with the type of deity; Aziraphale - Stendarr (mercy, forgiveness) and Crowley - Kynareth (sky, wind, elements)

Might do another crossover but with deadric princes :D

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[incorrectdaedra]

Akatosh: "I don't have the energy for this."

Mortals: "For what?"

Akatosh: *gestures vaguely*

#source: unknown #not a daedra but still #akatosh #tesblr #the elder scrolls #nine divines #tes #incorrect quotes

[shivering-isles-cryptid]

Please enjoy me putting all of my emotions from when Martin Septim died into writing through a self insert OC where I scream at the Nine Divines because I can’t scream at Todd Howard.

Just a little further. Just a little longer. If he just moves faster, if he kills a few more Daedra, if he stays by Martins side… Velentius roared, tears stinging his eyes as he hacked and slashed through the invading forces, Magic coursing around him as sparks flew in every direction. His sword slides through a chink in the armor, but refuses to come out, he falls. On his knees, Velentius looks up and seeing a Xivilai swinging his sword down at him, but is blasted away by a burst of magic. Hands help him stand, one arm around his waist, the other firm against his chest.

“I’m the one who’s supposed to be guarding you.” He said, his tone light despite the situation. Martin smiled at him, his lips curling up in mirth. Velentius grabbed the Xivilai’s sword, fighting alongside Martin as they approached the Temple. Almost there, almost there, almost there, almost there! He can save him, he can save him, he can save him, he can save him! Velentius feels as hope fills his chest, his sword swinging with a renewed vigor as they get closer, closer, closer, just a little further! And then… two red feet, four red arms, an axe, claws, and an ugly snarl.

“No.” He cries, feeling his chest tighten. “We have to get inside the temple! Now!” Martin yells, rushing past Velentius. Velentius raced after Martin, his entire body heating up as his chest tightened and the familiar sense of dread returned. Slamming the doors behind him, Velentius set the bar in place and turned to Martin, who shook his head sadly. “No.” He said, walking towards the man. “Don’t you even think about it! There has to be another way!” He said, grabbing the emperors shoulder and turning his to face Velentius.

“The time has come, my friend. I must to what I must do. I can not stay to rebuild Tamriel. That task falls to others.” Martin said, Velentius shaking his firmly. “No. Don’t you dare!” He yelled, his grip on Martins shoulder tightening. “Farewell. You’ve been a good friend, in the short time that I’ve known you.” Velentius began to cry, his breathing picking up as his body shook. “But now I must go. The Dragon waits.” Martin pulled himself from Velentius’ grip, stepping onto the pedestal. Kiss him, do it now. You know you’ll never get the chance again. But he couldn’t move. Hugging himself, Velentius screamed a bloodcurdling scream as Martins body exploded, Dagon smashing through the roof.

He fell to his knees, head buried in his lap as he heard the fight happening in front of him. One final roar, stone cracking, and then… nothing. He sat there, the silence around him felt like a suffocating weight threatening to crush him. And then, footsteps. 9 pairs of feet walking up from behind him. He looked up, his despair quickly turning into hatred as he reached his hand out and grasp the sword that had fallen in front of him. Whirling around, his blade was resting an inch away from the man’s throat.

“We both know that would do anything.” Akatosh said, eyes narrowed. “Why?” Velentius growled, tears running down his face. The other Divines watched from the sides with a rainbow of emotions on their faces. “Why won’t the sword work?” Akatosh asked with a curious smirk. “WHY WOULD YOU TELL ME WHEN I COULDNT DO ANYTHING?!” He yelled, dropping the sword and falling to his knees, his hands tugging at his hair. “Velentius, we showed you so you could prepare.” Julianos said, stepping forward.

“Prepare? Prepare?! Prepare what?! His funeral shroud?!” Velentius yelled, looking up at the gods with tear stained eyes. “Perhaps… perhaps the mortal is right.” Dibella spoke up, stepping towards Velentius with her moth wings dragging behind her like a cape. “Dibella, be serious.” Talos crossed his arms, standing behind Akatosh. “I am serious, scum. We put him through unnecessary pain and false hope. How are we any better than the Daedra?” She asked, Akatosh and Julianos tensing.

“She’s right.” Mara stepped forward, one hand resting on her stomach while the other hung by her side. “We caused this child so much pain. And for what? Nothing came of it that wouldn’t have without it.” Mara said, placing her hand on his other shoulder. “Those visions never should have happened. They weren’t supposed to and you know it.” Kynareth growled at the dragon-god, stepping behind Velentius, her own wings ruffling. “Don’t be ridiculous! If we hadn’t shown those vision, he wouldn’t have fought as valiantly as he had! The Empire would have crumbled, my Empire would have crumbled!” Talos yelled, the three women glaring daggers at the once-mortal.

“Look around you! ‘Your’ Empire has already fallen. There are no Septims! There are no Dragonborns!” Kynareth yelled, motioning to the ruins around her. “Not yet. But soon.” Akatosh said, holding up an hourglass. Kynareths form flickered for a second, turning into what looked like a harpy with a crown made of lightning, before returning back to herself. “That won’t happen for another 200 years, Akatosh.” Mara said, rubbing circles on Velentius’s back. He gripped his knees as the gods around his kept talking about something that hasn’t happened yet, and won’t die 200 years apparently.

“Stop.” He said, Stendarr sending his a questioning glance. “Stop.” He said again, this time catching Arkay’s eye. “Stop!” He yelled, all of the gods in attendance shutting their mouth and looking at him as he stood. “You… you… you dare! You haunt me for weeks with visions of Martins death. You watch me as I do everything I can to stop it! You watch as I cry at night, trying to stay awake so I won’t have to watch it again, and again, and again! Over and over and over!”

He yelled, gripping his head tightly. He could feel more spirits enter the temple, minor gods watching as their rulers were reprimanded by a mortal. “I got Azuras Star, I got Tiber Septims armor, I got the Welkynd Stone, I got the gods damned Sigil Stone! I saved every city! I closed every gate! I killed Mankar Camoran! I retrieved the stupid fucking necklace! I saved Martin from the ruins of Kvatch! I got him to Ocato! I got him to the Temple! And it all meant NOTHING!” He roared, tears streaming down his face as he stood only inches from the Dragon-God of Time.

“You made me suffer for months. Before I even met Martin. I was scared to sleep at night because I would see him die and not even get to say goodbye! All because you wanted me to be this great Champion.” Velentius sobbed, fists bald tightly. “The visions were to be motivation, so you would know what you were fighting tow…” The room was deathly silent as Velentius’s fist made contact with Talos’ face. “Shut. Up.” He growled, glaring at the shocked man-god. “None of you deserved his life. None of you deserved his death! He was twice the man any of you will ever be!” He yelled out, looking at all of the gods in attendance.

The Divines, minor gods, saints, spirits of nature, even some elven ones he couldn’t place a name to right now. “You know what I was thinking when I brought him to the temple? I was just being the lamb to slaughter. But I can see that I was wrong. Martin wasn’t a lamb, and this… isn’t a slaughterhouse. Killing a lamb serves a purpose. Martins sacrifice? Didn’t.” Velentius let out a whimper, once again falling to his knees. He heard the sound of air moving, feeling as one by one, the gods in the room left, until finally he was alone.

>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<

He was in that room for 2 days before they could finally get inside. The doors split open, the Blades, Imperial Guards, and Ocato all rushing in. Velentius was curled into a ball under Martins statue. He wasn’t crying. He ran out of tears after the first 4 hours. He hasn’t slept. Hasn’t eaten. Hasn’t moved. Jauffre and Baurus helped to get him out of the temple, Ocato rattling on and on about how Velentius was to be named Champion of Cyrodiil, and how brave Martin was. A hero. A savior. Velentius moved on his own for the first time in two days, which resulted in Ocato sitting on the steps of the temple with a bleeding nose. He received no bounty, no legal issues, it was chalked up to exhaustion, hunger, dehydration, and grief.

#elder scrolls #tes #the elder scrolls #elder scrolls oblivion #oblivion #Martin Septim #grief #coping #coping through writing #nine divines #one shot #fanfic #one shot fan fic

[nerevar-quote-and-star]

Last Dragonborn: You call it a near death experience, I call it a vibe check from the Divines.

#this applies to all ldb everywhere #i'm sorry i don't make the rules #dovahkiin #last dragonborn #oc: leara roseblade #oc: aurora orianus #nine divines #eight divines #nerevar queue and star #incorrect quotes #incorrect elder scrolls #incorrect skyrim quotes #the elder scrolls #tes #skyrim #the elder scrolls v: skyrim #source: tumblr

[hellenkellerscumjar]

Talos is Jesus

Not sure if this has been said before but i just had a massive Apiphany.

Talos from Elder Scrolls is a Jesus figure.

Stay with me now, Talos is the Hero God of the Nords and huge deal in Skyrim for good reason, he is well known as the hero of the Nords and a great king and after his death he was deified and worshiped by many.

After thinking about it I started making some connections and realized a couple of things that lead me to believe that Talos is a Jesus figure.

-He was a human who ascended to Divine status after his death.

-His following is persecuted and outlawed in Skyrim by very obvious roman inspired group.

-He is the "Son of God" as in he was a Dragonborn descended or has power from Akatosh.

-His following at least in Skyrim consists of mostly white euro centric peoples with a pension for xenophobia and racism.

After all of this I definitely Talos could be conflated with a Jesus or Jesus inspired figure, Thank you for coming to my TED talk. :)

#the elder scrolls #elder scrolls #elder scrolls online #skyrim #oblivion #talos #tiber septim #dragonborn #dovahkiin #thalmor #imperial #9divines #nine divines #altmer #khajiit #breton #nord #whiterun #markarth #serana #hearthfire #shivering isles #sheogorath #dadric

[hannah-heartstrings]

I wrote a snippet, which led to a joke, which led to another joke and maybe a small idea?

So here's the snippet, it's Lecrinn and Garrus to the surprise of no one:

           “I just needed a break from daedra and the world falling apart; though now that I think about it you probably shouldn’t take a break from saving the world,” she looked down with a nervous laugh.

           “Everyone needs a break sometimes.”

           She narrowed her eyes at him. “Look who’s talking.”

           “That only aides my point,” he gave a quick smirk before looking more serious, “because you were right, I don’t take good enough care of myself. I thought if the job was important I couldn’t stop doing it, but if it’s important then it’s important to do it correctly, and that means not breaking yourself down. Maybe that’s the reason there are four of you.”

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I got to the last line and my brain snickered and went "In a timeline where the Divines considered the idea of work shifts." Then I remembered that one of the Divines is literally a work god.

Akatosh: I'm having trouble deciding which hero to choose.

Zenithar, about to unionize chosen ones: Wait, you were about to put the pressure of saving the world on one person?

So maybe that's why there's always more than one in mine and my family's tes stories. XD

@nine-blessed-hero @babyblueetbaemonster

#hero of kvatch #zenithar #nine divines #oblivion fanfiction #oblivion #the elder scrolls #tes #garrus darelliun #tes ocs #fanfiction #my writing #lecrinn #thiefguard #oblivion crisis found family roadtrip #these tags are a mess

[panthera-dei]

My "big project" today was creating this Skyrim enchanting board! UESP has a ton of Elder Scrolls images that make wonderful references for artists. .... And for semi-artistic potatoes like me. 😜

I also enchanted it! ... To.... Y'know... To help me enchant things. ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

And guess what? It works! How do I know? Because I also enchanted the Amulet of Julianos that my brother made for me as moral support when I was getting my master's degree 3 years ago! I enchanted it to.... y'know... help me do magic things. 😂😆

I honestly love the way that the colors turned out on this one. It isn't the game-accurate colors, but I don't care because I enjoy thinking that this is what an enchanting table might look like in a random eccentric Telvanni wizard's mushroom tower.

And I know that the symbols for the Nine Divines turned out a little rough, but hey, it's the spirit of it that counts, and plus we've already established that I'm a semi-artistic potato and therefore I get a little leeway, heh heh. Plus, they don't look half bad for something that I completely did not plan! (Sometimes the Awen and the spirits take us to unexpected places, amirite?)

For those who haven't obsessively explored the Elder Scrolls games like I have:

The symbols on the board, starting at the top and going clockwise, represent Restoration, Illusion, Destruction, Conjuration, and Alteration (subtypes of magic). The center symbol represents magic overall. The symbols on the left side, top to bottom, represent the following in-game entities: Akatosh (time), Julianos (knowledge & wisdom), Arkay (life & death), and Kynareth (wind). The ones on the right side are: Dibella (romance & beauty), Mara (love & family), Stendarr (mercy & justice), Zenithar (hard work & prosperity), and Talos (storms & power).

#skyrim #the elder scrolls #skyrim fanart #enchanting #julianos #nine divines #by the eight and one! #pop culture magic #pop culture paganism #pop culture witchcraft #uesp #artwork

[astarta-raven]

Dibella, called Dibe by the Kothringi (Dibella is also known as the "Passion Dancer," "Our Blessed Lady." She has also been referred to as the Queen of Heaven) , is the goddess of beauty, love, art and music, and is one of the Nine Divines. In Cyrodiil, she has nearly a dozen different cults, some devoted to women, some to artists and aesthetics, and some even to erotic instruction.

#tes art #dibella #tes #the elder scrolls #aedra #nine divines

[andreai04]

“"I have never seen you cry," she said, her voice nothing more than a wisp.”

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[ciceroandlucien]

Tracing this stuff is so satisfying. And the small ones in my house are already asking for them to be printed as coloring pages. Taking suggestions for other things (except NPCs) to add!

#skyrim #coloring pages #skyrim holds #daggers #shadowmarks #potions #skills #Companions #dark brotherhood #black hand #we know #black door #loading screens #the nines #nine divines #alchemy

[incorrectdaedra]

Zenithar: "What do you people get out of stealing?"

Nocturnal: "I get what I stole. What kind of dumb question is this?"

#source: twitter #zenithar #nocturnal #tesblr #the elder scrolls #daedra #tes #daedric prince #aedra #nine divines #incorrect quotes

[rosemorningstar]

Divines and Their Opposite Spokes on the Wheel:

Dibella: Artistry/Form and Zenithar: Industry/Function

-In this interpretation I see Y’ffre as another form of Dibella. She gives names and shapes to the natural world, thereby bestowing beauty to Nirn. She even gave Nirni the first flower in Khajiit mythology which depictions of her often show her offering. She promotes appreciation of form through the senses. In contrast we see the other God often associated with Bosmer; Z’en who is concerned with how beings in Nirn function. He repays how they act in kind, rewarding toil and avenging harm to nature. Zenithar ensures the appropriate recompense no matter what. Dibella wants the pretty and harmonious ending and Z’en wants the just ending.

Mara: Emotion/Connection and Julianos: Logic/Exploration

-Mara is often credited with introducing Love to the world, but I think she’s just all emotions experienced on Nirn. The emotions she introduces facilitate social connections from family to romance. Julianos introduces the opposite lens to view the world, giving problem-solving and strategic value to Nirn. He promotes discovery and curiosity in mortals, prompting them to explore away from the familiar.

Kynareth: Nature/Instinct and Stendarr: Nurture/Conscience

-Kynareth is survival in nature that leads to resilience and strength over time. The storm might seem merciless and cruel, but as it weeds out the unworthy, it rewards those able to weather it and makes room for others to flourish. Hence her being the one to reward warriors/virtue in both Nordic and Khajiit culture. Stendarr is the magnanimity and compassion that blooms in a mortal’s mind when they witness needless suffering. For lack of a better term, he’s the humanity that separates sapient beings on Nirn from the immoral ways of beasts and daedra. He inspires mortals to be kind and not harm indiscriminately.

Akatosh: Eternity/Time and Arkay: Mortality

-Akatosh is all of time. All of it. The whole timeline and the big idea of it all within eternity. There’s really no minutia about him because he’s so all-encompassing. Arkay, then, might be moments. He’s days, seasons, all of that. The little cycles within eternity. Whereas Akatosh is Infinite, Arkay is Finite in conception. Mortal lives and their limitations. Seasons and their flowing cycle. The big and huge and intangible idea of a dragon vs the manageable idea of a snake.

#nine divines #divines #elder scrolls

[nerevar-quote-and-star]

Nymphthea Grey: Sure, when Dibella lies around naked in a giant shell, she’s a “goddess”, but when I do it, I’m “drunk” and “no longer welcome at the aquarium”.

#well when you break in while drunk and are found passed out in the shell come morning it doesn't come off as very attractive now does it? #oc: nymphthea grey #imperial city #dibella #nine divines #nerevar queue and star #incorrect quotes #incorrect elder scrolls #incorrect oblivion quotes #the elder scrolls #tes #oblivion #the elder scrolls iv: oblivion #source: tumblr

[aetherderius]

Akatosh, Aedric God of Time

When the Dragon God visits mortal Nirn, he takes on the guise of the Golden Dragon, H'sotaka, and observes the timeline's smallest choices

"Do your duty." - Nine Commands of the Eight Divines

When H'sotaka isn't surveying a battle, or blending in with adventurers, she likes to dress down in Argonian attire (they're, after all, best suited for such a mighty tail)

#the elder scrolls #elder scrolls online #akatosh #argonian #nine divines #eight divines

[atomic-chronoscaph]

Dante's Inferno - art by Gustave Doré (1861)

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