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Concept art for The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim
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mazurga · 2 months
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ZUL MEY GUT
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oblivions-dawn · 4 months
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𝔸 𝕋𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕝 ℙ𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕖
a Skyrim journey, 76/?
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frostbittenbard · 3 months
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Didn't expect to be posting about this one, but he has my whole heart after playing a while. I ended up rolling another drow recently since I'm not sure I'm up for a durge run quite yet. Alfira killed me to watch, but I'm sure I'll work on Dirge after I get through a Tav run.
But! I love drow too much, so I made another. Similar looks because look at him, he's beautiful. Dirge had the looks perfected, I just want a kinder story. xD
I'm starting him as a Lolth-sworn Storm Sorc, but he's leaning towards changing faith over the course of the story. By act 3, I expect to give him silver/white eyes as he leans into embracing Eilistraee (they'll be pink sometime in act 2 as he slips his way away from Lolth).
The Underdark told him who he was his whole life; Just a Jaluk, who only knew betrayal and violence. Going topside was the first he'd been able to make choices and have them respected, and to have friends he didn't have to think before trusting (Well, after a time). He's learning who he really is, and that he's deserving of a softer life. Also, what was it about loving someone so much it changes their narrative? :3c
I plan on making sure he and Astarion have their happy ending.
Yes, I'm romancing the vampire again. I love he. And Neil's performance is impeccable.
For those asking, 'well what about Orion? Or Quill?' I had a feeling they weren't going to be the ones I get through the whole story with. It's never the first one. Or the third, even. I go through a lot of characters before landing on my main. (I was the same way in FFXIV. Ki'to was like, the 20th character I made. But he was my first to finish the story, and is my main now)
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my-screenshot-dump · 9 months
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poor-boy-orpheus · 1 year
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People are too hard on classic books. I feel like lately a lot of my friends, acquaintances, and just strangers online have been talking about how overrated classics are, how it’s just pretentious academic wanna’bes who read them to look smart, how they’re just white people opining about the difficulties of being rich and powerful, etc.
But like?? 
Idk man that’s not what I’m getting when I read them? 
Crime and Punishment is a psychological thriller where a man’s guilty conscience destroys him from the inside. 
Frankenstein is about what it means to be a human, generational trauma that goes back to the dawn of man, not fitting into society around you, and the dangers of trying to play god.
Moby-Dick is about how bitterness destroys who you are and how man trying to overpower nature will lose every time.
War and Peace is about grappling with a sense that nothing around you means anything and that we're all just entertaining ourselves to death to try and hide from the terrifying concept of being vulnerable to one another.
Jane Austen's entire canon is about challenging what it means to be a woman and how romance is treated by society.
The Hunchback of Notre-Dame is about hypocrisy in our laws, our churches, and our greater society as a whole.
The Iliad is an incredible story about what men treasure and what they'll do to protect it - but also what happens when they lose sight of what's important - and then the Odyssey follows that up with a story about heroes and how unheroic they can be.
I can go on for a long time but,,,I love classic literature? I know this particular list skewed male and white/european and it's just off the top of my head by like,,,,,,please don't give up on the classics just because they're older or dense or even just because they're not your thing. I promise you there are stories worth telling within them.
also I do want to include a caveat that I totally understand that not every book is for every one and that's okay! I didn't like Don Quixote at all and only read half of it, I think Jane Eyre is bizarre and The Great Gatsby has poor dialogue. I don't think you have to love everything or pretend to care for works that don't speak to you. But please! just don't give up on it wholesale just yet. These books are important and genuinely beautiful works.
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autismserenity · 3 months
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know someone who enjoys horror stories? share this one! it's true!
hahahahahahahahahaha aarrggghhhhhhhhhh 3,000,000 deaths due to COVID-19 last year. Globally. Three million. Case rates higher than 90% of the rest of the pandemic. The reason people are still worried about COVID is because it has a way of quietly fucking up your body. And the risk is cumulative.
I'm going to say that again: the risk is cumulative.
It's not just that a lot of people get bad long-term effects from it. One in seven or so? Enough that it's kind of the Russian Roulette of diseases. It's also that the more times you get it, the higher that risk becomes. Like if each time you survived Russian Roulette, the empty chamber was removed from the gun entirely. The worst part is that, psychologically, we have the absolute opposite reaction. If we survive something with no ill effects, we assume it's pretty safe. It is really, really hard to override that sense of, "Ok, well, I got it and now I probably have a lot of immunity and also it wasn't that bad." It is not a respiratory disease. Airborne, yes. Respiratory disease, no: not a cold, not a flu, not RSV.
Like measles (or maybe chickenpox?), it starts with respiratory symptoms. And then it moves to other parts of your body. It seems to target the lungs, the digestive system, the heart, and the brain the most.
It also hits the immune system really hard - a lot of people are suddenly more susceptible to completely unrelated viruses. People get brain fog, migraines, forget things they used to know.
(I really, really hate that it can cross the blood-brain barrier. NOTHING SHOULD EVER CROSS THE BLOOD-BRAIN BARRIER IT IS THERE FOR A REASON.) Anecdotal examples of this shit are horrifying. I've seen people talk about coworkers who've had COVID five or more times, and now their work... just often doesn't make sense? They send emails that say things like, "Sorry, I didn't mean Los Angeles, I meant Los Angeles."
Or they insist they've never heard of some project that they were actually in charge of a year or two before.
Or their work is just kind of falling apart, and they don't seem to be aware of it.
People talk about how they don't want to get the person in trouble, so their team just works around it. Or they describe neighbors and relatives who had COVID repeatedly, were nearly hospitalized, talked about how incredibly sick they felt at the time... and now swear they've only had it once and it wasn't bad, they barely even noticed it.
(As someone who lived with severe dissociation for most of my life, this is a genuinely terrifying idea to me. I've already spent my whole life being like, "but what if I told them that already? but what if I did do that? what if that did happen to me and I just don't remember?") One of its known effects in the brain is to increase impulsivity and risk-taking, which is real fucking convenient honestly. What a fantastic fucking mutation. So happy for it on that one. Yes, please make it seem less important to wear a mask and get vaccinated. I'm not screaming internally at all now.
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I saw a tweet from someone last year whose family hadn't had COVID yet, who were still masking in public, including school.
She said that her son was no kind of an athlete. Solidly bottom middle of the pack in gym.
And suddenly, this year, he was absolutely blowing past all the other kids who had to run the mile. He wasn't running any faster. His times weren't fantastic or anything. It's just that the rest of the kids were worse than him now. For some reason. I think about that a lot. (Like my incredibly active six-year-old getting a cold, and suddenly developing post-viral asthma that looked like pneumonia.
He went back to school the day before yesterday, after being home for a month and using preventative inhalers for almost week.
He told me that it was GREAT - except that he couldn't run as much at recess, because he immediately got really tired. Like how I went outside with him to do some yard work and felt like my body couldn't figure out how to increase breathing and heart rate.
I wasn't physically out of breath, but I felt like I was out of breath. That COVID feeling people describe, of "I'm not getting enough air." Except that I didn't have that problem when I had COVID.) Some people don't observe any long (or medium) term side effects after they have it.
But researchers have found viral reservoirs of COVID-19 in everyone they've studied who had it.
It just seems to hang out, dormant, for... well, longer than we've had an opportunity to observe it, so far.
(I definitely watched that literal horror movie. I think that's an entire genre. The alien dormant under ice in the Arctic.)
(oh hey I don't like that either!!!!!!!!!) All of which is to explain why we should still care about avoiding it, and how it manages to still cause excess deaths. Measuring excess deaths has been a standard tool in public health for a long time.
We know how many people usually die from all different causes, every year. So we can tell if, for example, deaths from heart disease have gone way up in the past three years, and look for reasons. Those are excess deaths: deaths that, four years ago, would not have happened. During the pandemic, excess death rates have been a really important tool. For all sorts of reasons. Like, sometimes people die from COVID without ever getting tested, and the official cause is listed as something else because nobody knows they had COVID. But also, people are dying from cardiovascular illness much younger now.
People are having strokes and heart attacks younger, and more often, than they did before the pandemic started. COVID causes a lot of problems. And some of those problems kill people. And some of them make it easier for other things to kill us. Lung damage from COVID leading to lungs collapsing, or to pneumonia, or to a pulmonary embolism, for example. The Economist built a machine-learning model with a 95% confidence interval that gauges excess death statistics around the world, to tell them what the true toll of the ongoing COVID pandemic has been so far.
Total excess deaths globally in 2023: Three million.
3,000,000.
Official COVID-19 deaths globally so far: Seven million. 7,000,000. Total excess deaths during COVID so far: Thirty-five point two million. 35,200,000.
Five times as many.
That's bad. I don't like that at all. I'm glad last year was less than a tenth of that. I'm not particularly confident about that continuing, though, because last year we started a period of really high COVID transmission. Case rates higher than 90% of the rest of the pandemic. Here's their data, and charts you can play with, and links to detailed information on how they did all of this:
Here's a non-paywalled link to it:
https://archive.vn/2024.01.26-012536/https://www.economist.com/graphic-detail/coronavirus-excess-deaths-estimates
Oh: here's a link to where you can buy comfy, effective N95 masks in all sizes:
Those ones are about a buck each after shipping - about $30 for a box of 30. They also have sample packs for a dollar, so you can try a couple of different sizes and styles.
You can wear an N95 mask for about 40 total hours before the effectiveness really drops, so that's like a dollar for a week of wear.
They're also family-owned and have cat-shaped masks and I really love them. These ones are cuter and in a much wider range of colors, prints, and styles, but they're also more expensive; they range from $1.80 to $3 for a mask. ($18-$30 for a box of ten.)
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funinskyrim · 8 months
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The Dragon had some very precise aim
I'm impressed. However, afterwards I found that both the Dragon and the Word Wall were glitched. The Dragon didn't give me its Soul, and the Word Wall didn't give me it's Word. 😔
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girlfictions · 1 year
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— clarice lispector, the stream of life
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American nutjob politicians will say stuff like: "We need climate change because tornadoes will carry us to heaven during the rapture! The terrorists are stealing Christmas!" and British politicians are like... you'll just casually find out they were 5 times asbestos eating champion of the Lower Prickwhiggle Club, their university entry interview consisted of throwing endangered toads at poor people from a bus, and everyone at their hometown knows them as that rich family whose Estate is the only remaining continuous bubonic plague vector since 1348 bc they traditionally wear squirrels for hats.
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quietwingsinthesky · 1 month
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im just saying that if i had been in charge of s6 of doctor who, i would have fully leaned into the horror of amy's pregnancy, the loss of her own agency in it, the way she was used as a vessel to create a child she would never hold again, amy pond who never indicated once that she even wanted a child and was made to have one anyway against her will, and once they were done using her, they even took away any choice she might make about it in the future.
and i would have had this be a factor in amy and river's relationship going forward. how do you interact with a child you never knew, never got to decide if you wanted to have, and she's also already your friend, you love her as this miraculous, insane woman who has saved your life more than once. she's always known more about you than you could about her, but now you know exactly how much she was keeping from you. it's not like she could have told you, could have stopped it, but all this time, she was your friend and she was your daughter, and how do you learn to live with her?
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Rune and Dwemer Automaton sketches
Concept art for The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim
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mazurga · 1 month
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quotefeeling · 2 months
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You can’t fix me. Let me have my bad days.
Dayna Walls-Cochran
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ay-vee-glytcher · 1 year
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I got high and wrote some tomfuckery
Theres a certain pain in being happy, that it takes effort. To be happy, you must actively steer away from misery. It feels like the entire point of happiness sometimes is to be in a place where we don't put in effort, and we coast along, But that's a stagnant view in the most literal of ways. It's coasting because you just barely try, just enough that you dont take bullshit about it, but then you talk of big things but you need it handed to you on a silver platter first. Unless you bought that silver platter, it ain't coming. I'm the person learning to cook so they can run the kitchen those platters come out of, I'm drawing and painting and making art and you wanna just have it in your home when all it is to you is a trinket. It's not a trinket, that's days worth of work, hard creatively, physically, fiscally, mentally, sometimes even emotionally, and you just see the tiny bit of 'uh yeah, thats about right' it gives you in your tax bracket trying to act like you make enough money that this thousand dollar piece made by some schmuck doesn't carve into living expenses, let alone subsuming them entirely. I don't have that luxury.
Art should disturb the comfortable and comfort the disturbed. Art is spoken to pain through the lense of latent joy, It's realizing you are the light at the end of the tunnel if only you stick around long enough to glow. It's crying tears into a cup terrified to let someone find a stain on a carpet only to watercolor with that fluid a raging pain and agony made only manifest in silent moments alone. It's a scream in a frequency whose wavelength is the distance between a noose and a halleluja, louder than a bloody murder scream from a million civilians, and softer than the tiniest wimpers made in the space between a snotty nose, a broken tooth, some tears and the duvet cover hiding from love turned rancid.
I don't care if you find yourself in a space where you do not have the strength to move on because to live in joy is effort and sometimes you must rest. You will wake up with slightly more strength starting some day and you must use this energy to rejoice in your existence, unique and priceless like a gemstone of legend. Splurge in the gaps, buy that scented candle if you wish. Watercolor in the bath, Bubble bars and bombs, Clothing you suddenly find whispering your name in walmart… Exist in love, even if you are the only one to love you, it is imperative that you do so. You must set example for others to love you. acknowledge what hurts, irks, pains, or transports you. Express the love of things you suddenly remember your appreciation of. Say the first things that come to mind, and keep all the times you were okay in your mind's eye as you use it to lense the future from a blurry gloom made in the potential for disaster that occupies the tiniest cracks between the fun you find radiating across your life. Like tiny black veins in white howlite, the dark gets darker compared to the light. You will find happiness if you can simply push on.
Do not forget the potential you represent, one in several millions did that single egg have to choose and it became you. It is YOU who has experienced your whole, and no one else. it is YOU who has your experiences, No one else had your parents and your name and your life as a whole because tiny differences created HUGE gaps in your existences. You are a phenomenon, an event not unlike the northern lights, Beauty made by stress and set aflame by unwavering motion against what stands in the way of it's motion, and created only when that barrier is broken, even if only enough to let a tiny particle through, because it's a game of numbers. You are the odds, it is YOU who can assault the ideology of normal and create the space you need to flourish. Make a mess. Make a scene. Get petty. You earned the right. Who are these motherfuckers to stand in your way? You? Somebody got it twisted somewhere. Fuck that. You will always be a villain in someone's book simply because whats right to you and whats right to them may be diametrically opposed. Therefore, relish in your villainy, Tis' just a drop in the bucket compared to many anyway. Do you truly need such modesty? I think not.
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favvn · 3 months
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I am once again thinking about how in The Naked Time, Spock has an emotional breakdown after contracting the virus and cries about the regret he feels for not loving his human mother vs his shame he feels for his ongoing friendship with Kirk, but before he contracts the virus, Spock finds LOVE MANKIND written on the wall. And it's been written and discussed to death about what it means, I know this, but it's telling that Spock not only loves in spite of his Vulcan upbringing and continued adherence to their customs but that he holds regret and shame deep down inside because the love is still there, regardless.
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Whereas Kirk likewise has his virus-induced breakdown over the opposite: his self-inflicted pressure to not love an individual, either due to fear of distraction from duty, losing his position as captain due to the ethical conundrum of "How can a captain date one of their crew?" (no, I do not know the details of how Starfleet manages crew relationships, but I'm assuming rank is an issue, especially where captains are concerned), or even the unspoken taboo of the show's production era, his sexual orientation, hence his focusing on the ship as the only safe and constant outlet for his love. But after this, Kirk finds SINNER REPENT written on the wall, as if to say his altruism isn't the full truth, as if what he desires is what he denies even with the virus lowering his inhibitions.
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And like my god. What foils to each other! How damned telling the literal writing on the wall is for them! I am going to eat my fucking sweater!
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