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good riddance live

if i was orpheus i just wouldn't have turned around lol

*ok, but what is Jake's stragle?*

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Elder Scrolls, Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion, The Elder Scrolls Adventures: Redguard (Video Game), Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Hero of Kvatch | Champion of Cyrodiil/Martin Septim, Hero of Kvatch | Champion of Cyrodiil & Martin Septim, Female Hero of Kvatch | Champion of Cyrodiil & Martin Septim, Hero of Kvatch | Champion of Cyrodiil & Original Female Character(s), Female Hero of Kvatch | Champion of Cyrodiil/Martin Septim, Martin Septim/Original Female Character(s) Characters: Baurus (Elder Scrolls), Jauffre (Elder Scrolls), Martin Septim, Glenroy (Elder Scrolls), Mankar Camoran, Nocturnal (Elder Scrolls), Azura (Elder Scrolls), Mephala (Elder Scrolls), Mehrunes Dagon, Sanguine (Elder Scrolls) Additional Tags: Elder Scrolls Lore, Thieves Guild, Thieves Guild (Elder Scrolls) - Freeform, Oblivion Crisis (Elder Scrolls), Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion References Summary:

Rogue was expecting to die on that mission. Or in that sewer. Or in that cell.

Instead, she's saved from her death sentence by the Emperor himself and thrust into a journey that she never wanted and never asked for: to find the Emperors long lost son, the final hope for the bright Empire of Cyrodiil - for Tamriel itself. Can she find him? Can she save him? Can she overcome her past and earn her place in Tamriel's history?

Or is she fated to become like the sun set - a once bright promise sinking behind the hills, only being seen in the ghost of her light reflected by the moon.

After all, it is the sun that rises with the dawn, not the moon.

At this point I should just write smut.

TotK Spoilers:

OH MY GOD THEY LIVE TOGETHER AND THEY HAVE ONE BED AND SHE KEPT HIS OLD HAIRBAND OMG OMG OMG

Tell me a Secret

Pairing - Jason Todd X Reader Words - 629 Warnings - Angst - Happy Ending. Notes - I’m currently experiencing the big sad and it turns out scrolling through sad Pinterest quotes doesn’t help. Whoops.

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Your body sways to the left, unbalanced, landing somewhere between drunk and weightless. Gravity doesn’t apply and if you close your eyes, you can almost imagine you’re floating, spiralling too close to the sun.

If you reach out, you’ll burn the prints right from your fingers.

“Tell me a secret.” Jason breathes, warm fingers sliding from the inside of your wrist to your elbow. His touch almost burns, makes your skin prickle in the same way it does when there’s a storm outside, when the lightning strikes above your head and rains down nothing but static. “Something no one else knows.”

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