ommanyte:

Me, a humble draugr, quietly minding my own business in my barrow tomb, doing my daily chores (lighting the candles, taking the frostbite spider for a walk, making the large swinging axes swing in the corridor of large swinging axes), having a sleepover with the lads in the deathlord’s chamber

YOU, loud, alive, obnoxious, barging into our tomb eating an entire wheel of cheese, making a mess, plundering my life savings from my burial urn, setting fire to frosty (the frostbite spider), re-killing me and the lads, WAKING the deathlord

skyrim-hates-her:

alchememe:

skyrim-hates-her:

i forgot to hit record but i was walking and saw two wolves hunting a fox, right? and i knew i would be next plus the fox didn’t deserve it so i pulled out my bow and stealthily shot them, and it was awful.

why, you ask?

because on one of them my arrow flew under the tail and hit right where the asshole would be and just kept going.

For a full on second I didn’t realise this was Skyrim

oh jesus no it’s skyrim i don’t go around shooting wolves in the ass in real life.