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@kumatoyavt.bsky.socialOct 1, 2026, 11:22 AM

Frank Gorgoroth return, but what was he doing...? Live now!!! #GoingLive #KumaLive #Vtuber #ENVtuber #Skyrim Link in bio!!!

@ahairybastard.bsky.socialOct 1, 2026, 11:02 AM

#Inktober 2026
Day 1
Apple

Apple of her eye.

#Inktober2026 #Inktober2026Day1
#Skyrim #Art #FanArt #Ink #SkyrimArt #SkyrimFanArt #TESV #TheElderscrolls #Dovahkiin #Apple

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@preyrie.bsky.socialOct 1, 2026, 10:39 AM

trying to keep his listener entertained ... such a good jester! 🩷 #cicero #skyrim #fanart

a drawing of cicero from skyrim posing with his hands
@canadianchili.bsky.socialOct 1, 2026, 10:26 AM

Who would've thought giving scaling health to an NPC who needs to die would be a bad idea?

#letsplay #skyrim

youtu.be/b_--wsPqadg

@moonyverse.bsky.socialOct 1, 2026, 9:18 AM

Amulet of Mara ✨
#Skyrim

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@illyrianix.bsky.socialOct 1, 2026, 5:47 AM

Live Skyrim today: 20.00 WIB (GMT +7 / JST -2)
I'm a bit sick today. So, I wanna play something that need more bonking and less thinking
youtube.com/live/QAAQ93l...

#Vtuber #VtuberID #ENVtuber #VtuberUprising #illyrianix #ShounenAcademy #Skyrim

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@sidequestmomma.bsky.socialOct 1, 2026, 3:46 AM

A Fresh Start From Helgen’s Ashes to Whiterun | Skyrim: Orc - Part 1
#skyrim #skyrimanniversaryedition #skyrimspecialedition #gameplay #walkthrough #rpg #bethesda
YouTube: youtu.be/v6ZzIiOZFF0

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@argoniansnuff.bsky.socialOct 1, 2026, 3:01 AM

#Skyrim #Kemoryona #NudeMod

clicked the randomizer annnnnd.......

This is Twice-Charred, fresh off the boat and fired from the docks before the end of his first shift. Now he has no place to sleep and very little gold left...

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@5izumaru.bsky.socialOct 1, 2026, 12:04 AM

#スカイリム　ドーンガードの物資補充サライア、クリア。
これは自力で見つけれた　#SKYRIM

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@enaeaton.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 10:57 PM

あと3ヶ月で今年終わるのにまだ30度近い最高気温って
#Skyrim

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@kmarkhoover.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 7:09 PM

Nevox is trapped inside Bloodskal Barrow! Surrounded by Undead, she finally solves a 200-year old secret. But can she live long enough to tell anyone? Or will she be another forgotten victim? #Skyrim #TheElderScrolls #ElderScrolls #Bethesda

youtu.be/432MSBReMYI

@iconcarth.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 7:00 PM

The power couple is finally reunited! 👐💛💙
I attempted to create Fox McCloud. I'll be recognizable as who he's supposed to be. I just need to figure out/ put together a proper outfit for him.

#Skyrim #starfox #Furry #Screenarchery #Screenshots #VirtualPhotography #fox #krystal #sfw

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@storminmay.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 6:08 PM

😈 #gaming #skyrim #videogames

a screenshot of a Skyrim quest journal entry showing that a particularly hated character, Nazeem, needs to be 'roughed up' a bit.
@dysnomiaalvey.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 5:14 PM

Haughty apprentice argues with his apathetic master.
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#skyrim #tesv #theelderscrollsv #tesvskyrim #neloth #skyrimoc #tesoc

This image is a digital drawing of two characters facing one another in profile. The man on the left side of the image is a dark elf wizard named Master Neloth, a character from The Elder Scrolls games, and the man on the right is an original creation of the poster, who is a half-elf apprentice named Frodi. Master Neloth has bluish grey skin, red eyes, and greying hair. He has a pointed beard and his hair is shaved to a faint stubble. He wears his iconic red and gold Telvanni wizard robes. Frodi has pale, almost paper-white skin, grey eyes. His dark black shoulder-length hair is fluffy and wild, with a fringe across his forehead and the rest of his hair pulled back into a loose low ponytail. He is wearing a grey and white recolor of the in-game Fine Clothes outfit, the version with the padded outer coat. It is evident from their body language that they are in the middle of an argument, as Frodi is frowning with his mouth open in a snarl as he gestures towards the viewer, while Neloth watches him in near-complete disinterest. The image is a simple doodle, and as such only features some rough line art and flat color with no shading.
@ramblepackpod.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 3:47 PM

From humble beginnings in sports, to the sprawling worlds of Elder Scrolls, Bethesda has created a lot of memorable titles in their tenure. We decided to revisit some of our memories, newly learned facts, & what might Bethesda of the future look like. #podcast #videogames #Bethesda #Fallout #Skyrim

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@cethlenn13.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 2:38 PM

There we go, 4E 199 winter armour fit for luring angry Tong contractors with a grudge into traps...

which he will then fuck up...

#art #artwip #myart #TES #TheElderScrolls #Morrowind #Skyrim #Dunmer #Nerevarine #danger!Josh #darkelf #elf #ashlander #tesOC

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@eyeofdeus.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 2:25 PM

We're approaching Whiterun as Dei continues the monumentally STUPID task of attempting to 100% Skyrim... in VR!

Watch it here!
youtu.be/JKpA4RveZcw

#VTuber #ENVTuber #Skyrim

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@gloomywrites.bsky.socialSep 30, 2026, 1:14 PM

here have the entire first chapter of Seven Thousand Chances since it may never see the light of day otherwise. #Skyrim fic!

Female OC - Lossie x Nirya (college of winterhold) enemies to lovers endgame. Opening chapter just sets the tone for our leading lady lol

#wipwednesday #wipwed #fanfiction

"C'mon lass, just this once. For old time's sake." "I can't, Bryn. You know I can't." Lossie stares down at the murky water dripping into the wooden bucket, wringing out a rag and trying to focus on her work. Her routine is the only thing she has, and she's not going to let Brynjolf of all people, interrupt that. "The only one who thinks you can't is you, Lossie. I've always had complete faith in your capabilities." She looks at him over the silvery rim of her glasses and snorts, not bothering to grace that with a proper response. They both know he's lying through his freakishly perfect teeth. Turning away, she moves on to the next table, scrubbing up... something sticky. Mead, probably. Hopefully. "Lass, please. You're the only one who can get close to the target." "What, can't charm your way into this one's pants?" "I'm, eh... not his type. I know for a fact you are, though." He sounds like he really does know that for sure. Lossie stops scrubbing and spins around to look at Brynjolf, searching his face. He looks as unbothered as usual. The same can't be said for her. "Bryn, are you out of your mind?! He's a regular, isn't he? That's why you know." Brynjolf just smiles that easy smile he likes to pretend he means, and holds fast. Like he thinks if he just persists in her space that she will do what he wants. She steps closer and looks around to make sure nobody is in earshot. "Haelga would kill me for stealing from a regular, Bryn! How could you even suggest this? I need this job, you know that." Her voice is hushed, but urgent. She watches Brynjolf's face, hoping that her words will get through to him. She can't have him hanging around here, causing problems for her. Especially not if the reason he's hanging around is because he is trying to steal from one of the bunkhouse regulars. If Haelga found out, she'd be done for. She can't lose this job now, not when she's so close to her goal.Instead of being cowed by her words, though, Brynjolf lights up. Fuck. "Well now, lass. Lucky for you, then, that this job isn't stealing. It's quite the opposite, in fact. Pays quite a pretty penny, too. All for this little thing..." He flourishes his hand and produces a silver ring from what seems to be thin air. Lossie blinks, unimpressed, and waits for him to finish. "... to end up in the right pocket." He smiles wide with his stupid, perfect teeth on full display. Like a cat that got the cream. "No." His smile disappears, and Lossie turns around and walks away. She has shit to do. She wets the rag and goes back to scrubbing. "Lass! Wait—" "No." Lossie keeps scrubbing. The sound of water sloshing in the bucket and the rag against the tables fills the silence. She keeps working, completely focusing all of her anger at Brynjolf into her task. She can't believe he would risk her job like this. Not when he knows what it means to her. "What if—" "No." She finishes cleaning the tables and moves on to sweeping the floors. The broom's bristles scratch against the wood unpleasantly. Lossie hates that sound. It's a very stark reminder of how many months she has left here every time she hears it. Scratching at the floor the way she scratches at the walls of her enclosure, begging to be free of it. All she wants is out of Riften. Lossie has her plan, her timeline. It's the only thing that brings her comfort. The only thing that keeps her going through her life working at the bunkhouse, each day working her fingers to the bone. Each night, lying beneath man after man until her insides are numb. For the coin. All for the coin. She's so close. Only four more months. Brynjolf's hands cover hers on the broom, stopping her work. She looks up at him. She knows that her desperation must be plain on her face, because Brynjolf looks away. He never could handle anything as real as that. "Lossie...""Save it, Bryn." She tugs the broom away, and goes back to work. She can still feel Brynjolf's eyes boring holes in her back, but it feels different this time. Lossie knows he's about to get serious. He normally gives up without pressing her like this. He must really need her to do this job. "The job came from Maven, Lass." Shit. She stops sweeping, her eyes flutter closed as she processes the weight of that statement. "How much?" "Lossie—" "How much, Bryn?" "... A hundred now. Four hundred more on verified completion." "Fuck." Lossie leans the broom against the wall, and paces the length of the small dining space. Five hundred septims is more than she would make in four months. A lot more. It would buy carriage passage to Winterhold and supplies for the road… and along with her savings, the amount left over would hopefully leave enough to let her survive a year, if she's frugal. Wiping her sweaty bangs off of her forehead, she turns to Brynjolf. "Who?" Brynjolf looks up at her then, something almost apologetic in his face. Like he knows she's not going to like the answer. She crosses her arms over her chest and bounces on the balls of her feet, restless. "The target is Brand-Shei." "Oh, for Mara's sake, Brynjolf! Brand-Shei is Haelga's. I'm not allowed near him!" "Aye, lass. But what do the rules matter if it's the last time you'll set foot in this place?" It's the right thing to say. Brynjolf always knows just what to say. It's his job, after all. But his tone doesn't match the words. He sounds uncharacteristically somber, like he doesn't really want to say the right thing this time.Lossie agonizes over her decision for a grand total of ten seconds before she holds her hand out to Brynjolf. Five hundred septims is too much for her to turn down, and they both know it. He seems resigned somehow as he places the ring and a small, weighty coin purse into her palm. He uses his hands to cover hers, folding her fingers over the items. He lingers for a moment, and she looks up at him. He's not looking at her, just staring pensively at their combined hands. He opens his mouth like he wants to say something, but it clicks shut again. Lossie has no idea what to make of his behavior, as it's so out of character for him to not be gloating over his success. With a nod, Brynjolf looks up at her and smiles that easy, fake smile... and then he leaves.