Bethesda just did a bunch of announcements on their future. This includes official announcements for an Obsidian Fallout game, confirmation of Fallout 3 and New Vegas remasters, confirmation they will still make Fallout 5, Fallout 76 will receive a Raven Rock expansion, and Starfield will receive a Starborn expansion. They also updated the sales figures for Skyrim and Fallout 4 to 65 and 35 million, respectively.
For Elder Scrolls, they confirmed the future of the Creation Engine with their continued commitment to Creation Engine 3, as well as celebrating the Construction Kit and Creations. ESO's future was mentioned, with them claiming that ZOS will be partnering more closely with them for the future of the game.
This is the list of marriage options who won't be kidnapped in the Bandit Attack radiant quest (where your spouse is kidnapped by bandits) and I saw Farkas there and went "Oh yeah, makes sense that the bandits wouldn't be able to get one over on a member of the Companions" except I looked at the rest of the list and realized the only Companions here were Farkis, Athis, and Torvar.
Vilkas and Aela can be kidnapped, but the one member of the Companiosn who walks around half drunk all the time can't. Oh I know that pisses them off so much. Farkas staring smugly at Aela and Vilkas like who's the ice-brain now. Oh this is so funny.
The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion Remastered will be playable on the Nintendo Switch 2 on August 11th. This will be the first time any version of Oblivion is available for a Nintendo console.
taking off a mask to reveal what lies beneath as a romantic gesture is overdone, and besides i want to see the romantic or even platonic potential of protecting someone's identity beneath the mask, without any expectation of ever being allowed to see what's under it. picking it up and holding it gently to their face when it's knocked off and they're in danger of being exposed, without trying to catch a glimpse of what they "really" look like under there. throwing yourself in front of them to hide them from view while they put themselves back together without taking advantage or looking back to see what you're protecting. learning to read them by body language, tone of voice, and behaviour so well that you never need to see their face to feel like you know and understand them.
summary: Arnbjorn learning that the Listener's endless energy doesn't stop when she's in bed
warnings: explicit sexual content - minors should not read or interact with this post.
Arnbjorn thought he was prepared for romance again. He remembered everything - first dates, first kisses, the importance of asking questions and remembering your partner's answers. All the emotional shit. He'd done it once before, he can act like a normal guy on a date again.
He forgot that the Listener isn't a normal person. She scowls across the table at him when he stupidly asks what she does for fun.
"Killing people." She snorts, a booted foot bumping into his. "Duh."
He wasn't ready for her energy. He knew she was a lot - she never stops chattering, even when she's lending a hand at his workbench. She takes on more contracts than seem feasible and returns soaked in blood and grinning every time. She never seems to tire. Arnbjorn didn't consider that quality bleeding into more intimate times.
"Again." She pants, chest heaving with every breath. Every muscle in his back burns and his hips could lock up at any moment but she feels too fucking good to stop. Arnbjorn watches the Listener's flushed face break into a grin when her eyes meet his.
The sheets are soaked in sweat and cum but she barely seems winded. The Listener drags him into a filthy kiss, tongue running along his teeth and moaning when their sharp points catch on her tender flesh. He feels her throbbing around his sensitive cock, fingers fluttering on his jaw.
"Do you ever get tired?" Fuck, he's out of breath. Taunting her is easier than admitting how intimidated he is by how badly she seems to want him. The Listener's heels dig into his back and her hands against his chest. There's a glint in her eye that always means trouble for him.
"No." She laughs, shoving him to the bed. There's fake sympathy on her face and Arnbjorn's body relaxes when she straddles his hips. "Let me do the work if you're tired, old man."
"Old man?" Arnbjorn plants his hands firmly on her hips and thrusts once, indulging in the way her head falls back. The Listener sucks in a deep breath and rolls her pelvis, his cock hardening inside her again. How many times has he orgasmed? Three? Four? He lost count. All he knows is the Listener seems intent on wringing every bit of pleasure she can from him.
"Yeah." Her laughter fades into a whine that loosens his restraint. Arnbjorn hates how pretty she looks like this, hair messy and face bright. Her hands are on his chest again and each roll of her hips is heavenly. He isn't sure he can cum again but his hands keep him buried deep inside her.
"Fuck." Arnbjorn hears himself muttering, so lost in the sensation. "You feel so good."
"I know." The Listener whines, fingers digging into his chest. Her movements are jerky and uneven, lip tugged between her teeth and just the sight of her nearly undoes him. Arnbjorn thrusts up into her, regaining some control just to watch her come undone.
Surely this one will be her last. The Listener collapses to his chest, filthy moans of his name and pleads for more surely echoing down the hall but he can't be bothered. Arnbjorn fucks the Listener with the last shreds of energy he has. Her teeth press to his throat and her fingers tug the back of his hair. She's just so much he can't hold back anymore.
Arnbjorn can barely breathe. Pleasure and pain throb through his body in harmony and for one blessed moment the Listener is still. Her face nuzzles into his neck so sweetly and he raises a hand, patting down the back of her hair.
"You finally done?" Arnbjorn speaks against her forehead, already half asleep. He can't remember the last time he had sex, especially so many rounds. The Listener wiggles against his chest and grumbles.
"No." Her answer is betrayed by a yawn. Arnbjorn tosses an arm around his sleepy Listener, pinning her to his chest. They should probably take a bath or clean the bedroom up a bit but he's fairly sure his legs would give out if he tried to stand.
"You like this with all your partners?" Arnbjorn allows himself to ask, too tired to be a coward. The Listener's fingers grasp at the sweaty skin of his chest and he feels her brow furrow.
"No." She mumbles into his jaw. "Nobody's made me do that before."
"What, orgasm?" He laughs, certain it's a set up for some joke but willing to play along. The Listener stares up at him with heavily lidded eyes but for once, she doesn't smile.
"Yeah." She cuddles up to him again and Arnbjorn feels something dangerous blossoming under his ribs. It feels a lot like love to have the Listener snoozing on his chest, curled up so happily in his arms.
summary: post break up but one of you isn't ready to let go smau
feat: Farkas, Brynjolf, Mercer, Arnbjorn
gn reader, no gendered pronouns or y/n used
warnings: angst
Did You Know: The scripting for Septimus Signus turning into ash is named "DA04SeptimusAscension"? The script includes comments saying "Septimus ascending..." and "Septimus vanished?". This may suggest he may have not just died there.
Septimus's final comments before this happens is "I can see. The world beyond burns in my mind. It's marvelous...."
Arnbjorn is such a character of all time. Serial killer werewolf. Massive tits. No shoes. Married to the hottest woman in Tamriel. Calls you "Beef Stew" like it's intimidating. God I love him.
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