#nothern deer

[taurzza]

Oh deer...

[theredofoctober]

RUMPLESTILTSKIN— An Oliver Quick/Reader Saltburn DarkFic

Pairing: Oliver Quick/You, Oliver Quick/Reader (no gender specified, terms like pretty are used though just to mention)

Synopsis: Oliver finds You, the awkward guest at his birthday party, and takes what his dark heart desires.

Trigger Warnings (PLEASE READ): noncon, blood play, Oliver just being evil

Fic under the cut, keep reading

"Who are you, then?"

It was the small man that said it, the one with the slurring Nothern accent and eyes like ice picks, palely sharp.

You'd seen him swaying on the outer edge of the party, seeming both drunk and far too sober, all at once.

His face was odd, flat, and sleek, like a trickster in a German folk story: thief of children, bringer of gold.

You hated the boy in a moment, drawing back from him against a trellis, your hands wrapped fast through the slats. His eyes made you wish you'd drunk rather less than you had done, silver as scissor blades in the swelling night.

"I'm one of Venetia's friends," you said, though you knew Felix more, and Farleigh rather better than you liked to. "You don't know me. Who are you?"

The boy stepped around a plant pot, his balance the measure of sobriety. He wore deer antlers with an open-chested white suit, embroidered with leaves, the dress of a more handsome man. Only the slopes of his cheekbones, the soft mouth were beautiful.

His eyes made an autopsy of you. There was nothing in them but wanting, a starving colour. An absence of it.

You would have turned to run, only there was nothing then to fly from that made sense.

"I'm Oliver," said the young man. "It's my birthday party. Felix's family arranged it all for me."

"Happy birthday," you said, at once, a reflex.

You wished that he'd go away, that he would edge into the maze like a shadow thrown by the sun, and meld with the dark of the leaves beyond. Anything but approach as he did then, his compact form eating of the air between you with carnivorous haste.

He was slight enough that you thought you might push him down or aside with little effort, but the poise of him, as delicate as a barber's blade, gave you pause. He'd cut you if you touched him, you thought. Something would happen, and you would run crying as you had from a dozen birthday celebrations as a child, unwanted.

He brought that old vulnerability up out of you, somehow, though he hadn't yet done much but broach the most innocent of smalltalk.

"How come you're over here, on your own?" asked Oliver, his head at a sympathetic incline. "You're too pretty for that. You know that, don't you?"

His voice was a sing-song croon, then, all silken menace. He was trying to charm you, you knew that, yet you saw as though through the beads of a brothel doorway the hunger in him, the appetite of worlds.

You glanced right and left, realising, with an awful start, how very drunk you were, swaying and stupid with it.

"I needed some fresh air," you said, with a high, braying laugh— Oliver half-smirked at the sound of it, knowing its falseness, knowing your fear. "All that bloody champagne went right to my head."

"You'll need someone to look after you, then," said Oliver, and then he uttered your name, making a baleful ditty of its syllables.

How had he known it? Had he known it all along?

You'd glimpsed him watching you, before, an empty glass in hand, attaching himself to your heels like a stoat after a rabbit, all lithe cunning on the hunt. Likely he'd heard your name then, as Felix had bent down to kiss your cheek, all affable golden looks. Heard it, and slipped it into the pocketbook of his mind to tear free, when it was needed.

Your name was pretty on Oliver's tongue, sugar, and ribbon, and stained glass, as apt to break. Happily you'd have taken the pieces and cast them all out into the riverbed, have gone nameless rather than hear him speak it again.

"You don't know anyone else here, do you?" asked Oliver, and there was the word again, no longer ribbon, but rough as a noose, strangling as he came closer still. "Just the Catton family. Something in common, me and you."

You lurched vaguely to the right, and Oliver's arm came up against the trellis, gently, a tender trap.

"You're lonely," he said. "Haven't you always been, though?"

His face was close enough for you to note the punctuation of a mole on his right cheek, the lines at his brow, the riddled literature of him. What he saw in yours was a portal to the past, all features from the nervous mouth to the twitching eyelids telling of a once bullied child, an outcast brought in through charity from the cold.

"Go away, Oliver," you said, bravely. "I want to be alone. I can't breathe."

That was true enough. You were stifled in your plastic wings and ill-fitting garments, sweating and airless, almost wanting to be sick.

Oliver drew his face nearer, and your throat closed to the breadth of a lock in your dread of him, of those ink spill eyes.

"I don't want you to breathe," he said. "Not right now."

Then he darned his lips to yours, their heat, their softness like the death of summer blooms, and you pressed back into the trellis so hard that you thought the wood might break, so brittle did it seem.

You brought up your hands to battle his shoulders, only for them to be joined with his, your fingers tangling, a torsion of slick skin and bone.

There were no thoughts that survived the cruelty of Oliver's embrace, the insistence of his compact strength, the length of tongue, of arousal under clothing, at your thigh. You wanted to snap free of him like a spell, but he kissed you until your fight withdrew in sight of its fair winner.

No one came close enough to see you, or if they did they thought you drunken lovers, poised to consummate your pash against the fence.

At last Oliver moved back his head, the reflection of the night's obsidian in his mortuary eyes.

"Let me go," you whispered. "I don't want to do this. I don't want you."

"Well, I want you, though," said Oliver, with an authority that frightened you in its unshifting weight. "And since nobody else here does, what's the point in saying no?"

His hands, little and wicked, wore their way under clammy layers of clothes. In all the heat they were almost cold, dragging from you a series of ragged gasps that were lost in the revelling darkness.

You wished the wings at your back were feathered, those of swans; they'd have broken the bones in his arm and you out of this, far lovelier a transportation than the sticky taxi that would bear you home in the hours to come.

Yet had such pretty things hung from your back this beast named Oliver would have bitten them off and flossed their quills through his teeth, you knew it.

He touched you until his findings were of stolen treasure, watching your every tendon solidify to strands of stone through the art of such fell grief.

"You weren't what I came looking for tonight, you know," he said. "But you're mine, anyway."

You didn't answer, imagined any word drowned like a cat in the depths of him.

Oliver stepped into you with a dancing softness and kissed you again, sucking a plum welt into your lower lip, breaking it between his teeth to blood. Again you struck your hands against him, but Oliver, with liquid instinct, pushed your arms back through the apertures in the trellis, caring little for the splinters in your wrists, if at all.

Crucifixion could not be so painful, so martyring as your capture beneath him.

"Oliver," you said, and he smiled.

"That's me. The birthday boy. And what does the birthday boy get?"

He opened your costume with the hook of four fingers, touched the bruised rose of princely lips to your ear.

His breath was smoke, and champagne, and stolen blood.

"I get what I want," he said, and then his cock was an arrow at the heart of your waiting horror, his slight hips a harp played against you, moving in the strum of entry, into the gold he made of your pain.

You screamed, and the sound was devoured by the bacchanal night. Oliver took you slowly, with patient intelligence, feeling each trembling agony of your body and twisting it, by sorcery, into something else. His eyes were a witch's orbs through which he knew you, psychic, solipsistic—

You were ivy about the wand of him, a thing that would poison the man, were he not immune to its effects. He fucked you as though he thought it romantic, somehow, this violence in a friend's pungent garden, the scent of flowers and trodden grass and arousal a perfume to woo.

There was blood on both of your faces, on his bare chest, under the blazer. It frightened you, suddenly, a tarot spread of death in the summer night—

Your panic, the heaviness of lingering champagne, the attack like Zeus upon a swan; all of it made you limp, in Oliver's grip.

He paused in his taking of you to hold you upright, studying your face under the Midas yellow of a nearby lamp.

"Stand up straight for me, now," he said. "And look at me. Look at me."

He tapped your cheek— not a slap, far too soft for that, as though the concern in the vicious gossamer in his voice was real.

"You want me to make you feel good about yourself. Need me. Don't you?"

"No," you said, but as Oliver kissed you again, and a firework shrieked somewhere against your eardrum, you lost what temporary power you'd had to resist him.

Like a spindled sleeper you endured his lovemaking, swallowed his tongue like a precious key. Your body was a pulse in deep water, stirred by hands and cock into a dripping arc.

Oliver moaned against your tattered lips, his arms about you in embrace. The heat of him would follow you, afterwards, the haunting of his lust's smoke from dream to dream.

He moved away from you, aided you in pulling your arms back through the trellis. For a moment he tried to hold you, his murmuring at your hair, its comfort indistinct.

Then, as you ripped him from you like the segment of a rotten apple he wiped himself clean of your blood; the rag he used was something torn from your garments in the fury of his love, a token of it. A thread from the maze.

You sat down in the grass and stared up at Oliver, seeking some answer. Assistance from the breaker of will.

"Go home," he said, at last. "Felix doesn't want you. And now—"

Oliver shook his head, and the peat fire of his eyes was of the underworld, then, of sapphire death gone to ash.

"I don't want you either. Not anymore."

Then he turned from you, and walked away, towards the house, his fey shape a shadow puppet on the wall.

[reyaint]

🐈 🦦 & 🦌 for the little friends ask game!!

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date: january 10, 2025. 12:55PM

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🦌 : DELICATE DEER . . . what fantasy media inspired your desired reality? does your desired reality follow the same rules as it? if not what are some of the changes you've made?

༊ೃ⁀➷𝑰𝒏 𝑴𝒚 𝑯𝑶𝑮𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑺 𝒅𝒓𝒔

obviously Hogwarts and Harry Potter. it changed some bits to fit my liking but most of it is pretty similar. also took some stuff from WLOPS's Ghostblade (the visuals for waterlight city, ghostblade, yulia)

for my other hogwarts dr I kind of took the idea of the wish from YOUR THRONE. but instead of a wish it's a blessing.

༊ೃ⁀➷𝑰𝒏 𝑴𝒚 𝑯𝑨𝑰𝑸𝑰𝑵 𝑩𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒓𝒔

gonna be real, i created most of this myself but i would say some of it's based on some webcomics, games, and books. it's like a mixture. waterlight city/nirin is based on WLOP's Nothern Desert.

༊ೃ⁀➷𝑰𝒏 𝑴𝒚 𝑭𝑼𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑰𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑪 𝒅𝒓

cyberpunk 2077. quite literally. fast & furious and oceans8. the greyraven name came from the game PUNISHING GREY RAVEN by kuro games (also made wuwa). some of those futuristic dystopia books/webcomics/shows too.

༊ೃ⁀➷𝑰𝒏 𝑴𝒚 𝑷𝑱𝑶 𝒅𝒓

the books, movies, and shows. changed the fact some people die bc yeah. also tried to make it less traumatizing. greek mythology in general. made hades a better husband than in the movies.

༊ೃ⁀➷𝑰𝒏 𝑴𝒚 𝑫𝑹𝑨𝑮𝑶𝑵 𝑹𝑰𝑫𝑬𝑹 𝒅𝒓 @lalalian

obvi by lian. but also kind of based myself on a few webtoon characters (very loosely)

🦦 : OBSERVANT OTTER . . . what are the little things about your desired reality that some might overlook but you love?

༊ೃ⁀➷𝑰𝒏 𝑴𝒚 𝑯𝑶𝑮𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑺 𝒅𝒓𝒔

the clothes and jewelry. also like my family and my pets. i could go on and on. the school days, the work, the exams. i scripted I always pass anyway.

༊ೃ⁀➷𝑰𝒏 𝑴𝒚 𝑯𝑨𝑰𝑸𝑰𝑵 𝑩𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒓𝒔

the daily life. like?? obvi i scripted im wealthy but it's not like it's a bad thing. people aren't poor or homeless in my drs. probably being able to experience more than i ever could in my cr.

༊ೃ⁀➷𝑰𝒏 𝑴𝒚 𝑭𝑼𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑰𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑪 𝒅𝒓

the futuristic aspect. the cities and prosthetics to see. the technology. is food any different? the cars? i'm excited.

༊ೃ⁀➷𝑰𝒏 𝑴𝒚 𝑷𝑱𝑶 𝒅𝒓

life at the camp and away from the camp. the downtime we have and what we do with it. the training and games. the chores with all the other demikids. the trips.

༊ೃ⁀➷𝑰𝒏 𝑴𝒚 𝑫𝑹𝑨𝑮𝑶𝑵 𝑹𝑰𝑫𝑬𝑹 𝒅𝒓 @lalalian

exploring the towns and school. the actual school days like??? i want to experience the mundane stuff even if it's boring. the training and the classes. exploring the towns and having to do projects. having to take care of our dragons.

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪. excuse my bad writing.

[etymology-daily]

Etymology of the day

Horn

From: Proto-Indo-European *ḱerh₂- (“Head, Horn”)

Related descendant words:

English: Keratin (through Ancient Greek κέρας (kéras, "Horn") + -in, "Horn-like" material)

English: Rhinoceros (through Ancient Greek ῥῑνόκερως (rhīnókerōs, “Nose-horned”)

English: Cornea (shortened from latin cornea tela ("Horned tissue"), from cornu ("Horn"))

English: Carat (Ultimately from Ancient Greek κεράτιον (kerátion, “Hornlet,Carob seed”), through Arabic قِيرَاط (qīrāṭ, “carat, similarly small units such as inches”), Italian carato and Middle French carat)

English: Carnyx (Celtic warhorn (instrument), from Late Latin Carnyx, originally from Gaulish Carno- ("Horn of an animal"))

Czech: Srna ("Female roe deer")

Swedish: Sarv ("Male reindeer", from Nothern Sámi Sarvvis, possibly in turn from Proto-Balto-Slavic *śirwas)

Italian: Cerebro ("Brain", from Latin Cerembrum ("Brain, Skull"))

Welsh: Carw ("Deer", from Proto-Brythonic *karw ("Deer", "Stag"))

Lithuanian: Karvė ("Cow", from Proto-Balto-Slavic *kárˀwāˀ (“cow”))

[brittemilyart]

[thesquishywizard]

Get to Know Meme that I saw @witchofapollo do so I’m having a go!

Do you have a magical/Pagan name?

Not really but a lot of people call me Barns or Barnie

How did you find Paganism?

I’ve always been interested in celtic paganism, norse paganism and other nothern Europe and west Europe spirits and deities, however I was raised catholic so I wasn’t allowed to delve deep into it all. This May though, after a year of doing agnostic witchcraft I finally answered the call of the Green Man, a figure I’ve long been interested in since I was about nine. Its debatable whether they are a deity as such but my personal experience and UPG is that they do have divine like powers.

How long have you been practicing?

About a year and a half?

Are you out of the broom closet?

No, my dad is still very much catholic and my mum calls witchcraft, tarot and crystal things mumbo-jumbo and is very insulting to most people who do those things so I don’t feel comfortable to let my family know. I did kinda tell my sister when I was drunk but she didn’t get it so? not really.

Solitary or group practitioner?

Solitary as I developed my own correspondences for all the things I work with so it would be hard to work in a group.

What is your path?

Rather eclectic but focused mainly on plants, animals, fungi and colour magic with rocks.

D E I T Y

What’s your brand of deism?

I don’t know the proper term but I’m very sure that many deities exist, but I just don’t ever see signs or interact with them, only the Green Man

Who is your patron God/ess?

Again, debatable whether they are a deity but the Green Man

What Gods do you worship?

The Green Man, however I refer to them with they/them pronouns as they present themselves in many different forms. I also will use a specific pronoun if I’m talking about them in a certain moment, for example today she is using she/her pronouns. (This is all UPG and personal experience, please don’t refer to me!)

Do you fear darkly aspected Gods/Goddesses, or rather respect them?

I don’t really understand this question? I’ll try and answer it but I may answer a question of my own making XD I think all deities are flawed and should be viewed as such, but still respected. And depending on your personal feelings and experience with them, you should feel how you truly feel about them, whether that be fear, admiration or neutral.

Do you worship the Christian God?

No, and even though I used to be catholic I don’t think I ever really worshipped Them in a real sense?

Do you worship animals? Or plants?

Oh yes, researching animism is what finally made me start practicing witchcraft.

N A T U R E

Do you regularly commune with nature?

Oh yes!!! I go on walks and rambles a lot and sometimes just sit and let everything breathe with me.

Taken a camping trip just to talk to nature?

No, I’ve not been camping in years due to my dad’s bad back but I hope to soon with Leo, my husband.

Describe the moment you felt closest to Mother Earth?

I went to a rather off the map loch in Scotland back in 2017 and just looking into the cool clear crystal water, the gentle wind brushing my face, I felt so full and enriched.

Do you have a familiar?

Yes, Slartibartfart!

Have you ever called upon the powers of an animal in ritual?

Yes, I often call upon birds, deer or hares.

Or a plant?

Yes, a lot!

Do you hug trees?

Yup!! Its lots of fun!

Give them gifts?

I’ve not in years no, I used to leave little leaf brooches??? Pierced with daisies and clover at the foot of trees when I was about nine or ten.

What are your favorite plants to work with?

Thyme, purple sage, oak and grasses.

What are your favorite trees to work with?

Ooops I said oak in the previous one XD I also like to work with Chestnut trees and hazel trees.

What is your favorite holiday?

Autumn Equinox, I love making wild mushroom dishes!

What is your least favorite holiday?

? I mean, I don’t use the traditional wheel of the year but I don’t have a least favourite holiday.

Have you ever held a ritual on a holiday?

No

Ever taken a day off work to celebrate a Pagan holiday?

No

Do you celebrate Yule on the 21st rather than the 25th?

I’d like to do it on the 21st, but its my sister’s birthday and I’m also not open with being a witch so I don’t. I just do secret things on christmas :p

Tagging: @pleiadic-magic @littlewitchytransboy and anyone else who wants to have a go!

[apoptygmaberzerk]

Some weird animals you should know

I have been having something new in the kitchen just for you. That is some new content for my blog, which I finally got the courage and resources to go live. It is something which I have dreamt about, and I am happy to let you know that you are among the first people to learn about my interests when you read this. The content I wish to share with you is about animals.

What time do we spend with animals if we can quantify it? Some of us do not even have any time for animals. If only every moment we could remember that we are also animals, then you could be humble yourself enough to accommodate animals.

We have a task to secure and watch out for the rarest species in the world. Some of them are below.

Elephant Shrew

This one us naturally existent in the Boni Dodori forest in Kenya. It has a peculiar appearance. When I first saw it, I thought it was a mouse until I looked closer. It has the head of an anteater. There are like 20 of them at the moment.

Ti-Tiger

The name itself is fascinating and rare. This human-made blend between a liger and a tiger is scarcely spotted. There exists one in Oroville, California, she says, just as somewhere close to six and ten altogether around the world.

Finless Porpoise

The finless porpoise is known for having a "wicked grin" and the increased insight of a gorilla. Shockingly, its populace is rapidly going the method for the Baiji dolphin, at present being recorded as endangered by the WWF.

Vaquita

With enormous dim balances and a dark ring around its eyes, this porpoise is unmistakable promptly. However, they will rapidly swim away when drawn nearer.

Saola

This one is native to Vietnam. With two long, parallel horns, the animal is regularly alluded to as the Asian unicorn. Resembling an antelope, yet identified with cows, the saola is discovered uniquely in the Annamite Mountains of Vietnam and Laos, making their populace—though amazingly little.

Seneca White Deer

This one will make you feel at peace, as it has a dazzling white color. Seneca white deers are leucitic, which means they need pigmentation in their body, yet at the same time have dark-colored eyes. Because of their predetermined number—there are around 300 altogether—the species was given an ensured space at the previous Seneca Army Depot.

The Nothern Hairy Nosed Wombat

Brought into the world with staggeringly poor visual perception, these adorable critters utilize their noses to look for nourishment in the darkness.here are just around 115 remaining in the wild, which are all found in Queensland.

Pangolin

This is a delicacy in China and Vietnam, and the conviction that their scales have therapeutic forces. Each of the four Asian types of the pangolin is, as of now, recorded as imperiled or jeopardized.

Hector'sHector's Dolphins

These dolphins sound like they belong to someone. The rarest as well as the littlest, marine dolphin on the planet. With short, imposing bodies and particular facial markings, this one of a kind dolphins are discovered distinctly in the waters along New Zealand's North Island.

Amur Leopard

Rather than living in the savanna, it'sits settled in the Russian Far East. With unusually warm hide, and the capacity to approach 37 miles for every hour, the Amur is genuinely an accomplishment of nature. Notwithstanding a life expectancy of 10 to 15 years, be that as it may, the Amur is very uncommon.

There are close to 9 million species of animals on the planet, and that would mean that we have so many of them.

[incancosmology]

Stars and Constellations

Time and abandonment of stargazing have left their mark in the Andes, and because of discrepancies in the way things were studied, there is confusion on names and locations of stars and constellations. However, over time, extensive research has provided astronomers with a list of constellations that are found in Cusco. The list is not complete, but it is pretty informative.

It is important to keep in mind that the Incas felt that there were two types of constellations;

Stellar/Bright constellations, consisting of individual stars or stars groups in small areas of the sky

Dark/Black constellations, the dark spots seen in the Milky Way and which the Incas identified as the shadows of animals who turned into deities

Click here for more information on these constellations.

The following is the list of constellations that have been established through research:

Stellar/Bright:

Qollqa – Qoto: The Pleiades cluster

Chakana - Orion, the Southern Cross, others

Urkuchillay – Vega star

Choquechinchay, Amaru, Qoa – Star Antares or Scorpio Constellation

Willka Wara – Sirius star

Qolla Wara – Canopus star

K’ancha Wara, Qatachilla – the star Achernar

Chuchu Qoyllue, Chuqchu Qoyllur – Alderbaran star

Qasa Qoyllur – the star Arturus

Maran – the square of Pegasus

Yakumama-Amaru – Stars of the tail of the Big Dipper or Ursa Majoris

Dark/Black:

Yakana or Qatachillay – the Big Black Llama

Uña Llama or Huch’uy Llama – small or baby llama, baby of the black llama

Atoq – the fox, found in all Andean myths and stories

Michiq – the shepherd, mission is to protect the llamas from the sky

Kuntur – the condor, the messenger of the sun and the Apus, or sacred mountains

Lluthu – the Andean partridge, a small Andean bird which occupies a dark nebula in the Southern Cross and Eta Carinae

Hanp’atu – the toad, represents fertility and is located between the Southern Cross and Eta Carinae

Mach’aqway – the small water snake, the long dark region between Carina and Canis Majoris

Ukhumari – the bear, hidden somewhere in the Milky Way

Taruca or Lluych’u – the deer, hidden somewhere in the Milky Way

Paqo or Urkuchillay – the black alpaca, a male alpaca in the nothern constellation Cygnus

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[dat-angry-badger]

*getting out of her pokeball*

*confused*

I was summoned by @iwuvdragons <3

Sooo

1) relationship status : Taken by a fluff ball. Naah, not talking about my cat.

2) lipstick or chapstick : Really hard to say since I kinda hate the feeling of both (and makeup in general). Lipstick looks sexy though, even if I never wear any.

3) three favorites food : I love food in general that's an unfair question. But if I absolutely have to choose *sigh* these would probably be chocolate (I'm. A. Real. Sucker. For. Chocolate), almost any kind of tea, and ummm poutine our national dish. <3

4) song stuck in your head : that would be Lily's Theme in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part 2 soundtrack.

5) last movie you watched : ........

..................

Shrek 2.

6) top 3 tv shows : holy cow there's too much of them recently. But my ALL TIME favourites are, for now, these ones : Hannibal, Game of Thrones, and Supernatural

7) book you're currently reading : Les Misérables, Victor Hugo.

8) last thing you googled : "how to craft the viper school gear witcher 3"

9) time : 9:17 am

10) dream trip : backpacking across nothern Europe with my lover. Getting back to my viking roots. Then we'd probably go visit Germany, getting back to HIS roots.

11) anything you want : I want my generation to stop doing what baby boomers think is the right career/life path for us and do whatever we really want to do. Dig in life with passion and strength.

Since I don't have lots of mutuals knowing my blog, here you go little deer @askanh your turn

*getting back in her pokeball sick as a dog to sleep a very fever-y sleep*

tag game <3

tagged by @lunaslovelies my beb and my bean and the lance to my keith forever omgg

Rules: Tag 15 people you want to get to know better.

1) relationship status: single not ready to mingle oops

2) lipstick or chapstick? none please i literally can’t stand having makeup of any kind on my face sorry not sorry

3) three favorite foods: ban mian (some kind of noodle with egg and meat we have here), chocolate & does bubble tea count?

4) song stuck in your head: what a heavenly way to die by troye sivan (i love bloom njekwbvkwb)

5) last movie you watched: it was quite a long time ago i don’t watch movies agh,,, i think it was jurassic world: fallen kingdom

6) top 3 tv shows: voltron legendary defender, my little pony, we bare bears (IM A NERD AND A KID AT HEART I DARE YOU TO FIGHT ME)

7) book you’re currently reading: to all the boys i’ve loved before by jenny han!!!!!!

8) last thing you googled: “when are you legally allowed to adopt” it’s for a fic i’m writing for klance month uwu

9) time: 6pm exactly

10) dream trip: to harry potter world 1!1!!1!!!1!!111 with my friends or future s/o ig && to new york

11) anything you want: i need mutuals please love me i have a shit ton of uwus to give out

tagging: just gonna tag some mutuals and some actives @lancesarc @akiranime @vmarkeys @nyawonderland @bluugays @deanwaterkeep @hellishues @nautical-nonsense252 @the-eccentric-idjit @dollhoodie @lazergunsthepurplepaladin @doublxss @squishier-beans @thekindagayone @illistarr

[eel-guy]

One thing i always think about living in nothern rural minnesota is like.. how many deer have grazed by my open window at night? How many wolves have passed through my yard? How many foxes have played right outside? How many rabbits have found safety nearby? So many critters right outside and we're just trying to coexist

[kulturarcok]

Lynxes and the planet sized grain - Belgium

ENGLISH ×görgess le a magyar verzióért×

Belgium welcomes us this time. I am a little guilty, because in this case, chocolate and beer can not get the main role. It’s nothing to worry about. They are not for our stomach they only feed up our eyes.

Firstly, our favourite one the Ardennes. It is wonderful in foot for a good trip or even a bicycle tour. Hansur-Lesse has awe inspiring caves. And here located the Bouillon Castle and the Baravaux labyrinth. The forest has a very rich livelihood, which is home to wild boars, deer and even lynxes. So it isn’t a bad idea to take care if you have choosen a forest trip.

Brugge is often called the Nothern European Venice, as it has many canals which came from the Vikings strong spirit. The city’s old town has been listed the UNESCO World Heritage List since 2000. In Brugge located the Grote Market square with it’s glorious medieval architecture. Some of the most beautiful places in Burges are best explored during a pleasant boat trip.

We can not miss out the 102 meters, 2400 tonnes conformation, the Atomium. It is found in Brüssel, in Heysel Park. It was made in 1958 for the city’s word’s fair and it was the main attraction. It has been built for 2 years. Originally they just wanted to make it for the exhibition, but it became so popular, so the city’s leadership decided to finalize it. But what is this actually? It has 9 knob which have 18 meters diameter, made of steel and displays a center of iron cubic metal grid at a magnification of 165 billion. It’s like a graion to the World extent.

In addition one more place, Waterloo. Yes, it is in Belgium. It has a dutch name, water like water just for a surprise and loo like forest, because long time ago it was a boggy place. Now it has a monument called Butte du Lion to commemorate the battle.

MAGYAR Hiúzok és a bolygó nagyságú porszem

Ez alkalommal Belgium fogad minket. Apró bűntudatot érzek a lelkem mélyén, hiszen nem a csokoládéé és a söré lesz a főszerep. Aggodalomra azonban semmi ok. Nem a gyomrunkat hívjuk ki, hanem a szemünket etetjük.

Első körben a mi kedvencünkkel, az Ardennekkel. Tökéletes egy hosszas gyalogos túrára vagy akár egy csodálatos kerékpárútra. Hansur-Lesse döbbenetes barlangjai várnak mindenkit, emellett itt található a Bouillon Kastély is és Baravaux labirintusa. Az erdő igen gazdag élővilággal büszkélkedhet, otthont jelent többek között vaddisznók, szarvasok és még hiúzok számára is. Így elmondhatjuk, hogy nem árt azért óvatosnak lenni, ha az erdőt választjuk az útvonalunknak.

Brugge városát gyakran észak Velencéjeként emlegetik, a maga kis csatornái miatt, melyekből igen sok van, és idézik a régi idők viking spirituszát. Brugge óvárosa 2000 óta az UNESCO világörökség része. Bruggeban található a Grote Market tér dicsőséges középkori építészeti stílusával. Egyes részei, melyek a legszebbeknek is mondhatók, kellemesen felfedezhetők egy kis hajóút során.

Nem feledkezhetünk meg a 102 méteres, 2400 tonnás építményről, az Atomiumról. Brüsszelben a Heysel Parkban található. Az 1958-as brüsszeli világkiállításra készítették és ez volt az egyik fő attrakciója is. 2 éven keresztül építették és eredetileg csak a kiállításra szánták, azonban nagy sikere miatt a város vezetősége úgy döntött, hogy véglegesítik az alkotást. De mi is ez valójában? 9 darab 18 méter átmérőjű gömböt köt össze 20 darab acélcső. Az acélból készült Atomium a vas tércentált köbös fémrácsát jeleníti meg, 165 milliárdszoros nagyításban. Tehát, csak hogy el tudjuk képzelni egy porszemből csináltak Föld bolygó nagyságot.

Ráadásként említsük meg Waterloot. Igen, ez Belgiumban található. Holland eredetű az elnevezése, water, mint víz, és loo, mint erdő. Régebben ez a hely mocsaras, erdős terület volt. Ma, itt található a Butte du Lion, a csata emlékére.

[theredofoctober]

Crumbs from a Saltburn fic I'm starting...

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"Who are you, then?"

It was the small man that said it, the one with the slurring Nothern accent and eyes like ice picks, palely sharp.

You'd seen him swaying on the outer edge of the party, seeming both drunk and far too sober at once.

His face was odd, flat and sleek, like a trickster in a German folk story: thief of children, bringer of cold.

You hated him at once, drawing back from him against a trellis, your hands wrapped fast through the slats. His eyes made you wish you'd drunk rather less than you had done, silver as scissor blades in the swelling night.

"I'm one of Venetia's friends," you said, though you knew Felix more, and Farleigh rather better than you would have liked to. "You don't know me. Who are you?"

The boy stepped around a plant pot, his balance the measure of sobriety. He wore deer antlers with an open-chested white suit, embroidered with leaves, the dress of a more handsome man. Only the slopes of his cheekbones, the soft mouth were beautiful.

His eyes made an autopsy of you. There was nothing in them but wanting, a starving colour. An absence of it.

You would have turned to run, only there was nothing then to fly from that made sense.

"I'm Oliver," said the young man. "It's my birthday party. Felix's family arranged it all for me."

"Happy birthday," you said, at once, a reflex.

You wished he was gone, that he would edge away into the maze like a shadow thrown by the sun and meld with the dark of leaves beyond.

[bell5kim]

미국 신학교 선택 이렇게 하라

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미국 신학교 선택 이렇게 하라 (퍼온 글) 출처: www.sarang.com 소명이 있는가? 신학교 선택에 있어 가장 중요한 것은 신학생 후보자의 소명 여부이다. 대개 신학교에 지원하는 사람의 부류를 세 가지로 분류해볼 수 있다. 목회자가 되고자 하는 사람(선교사 지망생도 포함), 교수 요원이 되고자 하는 사람, 그리고 성경과 신학을 좀더 깊이 연구하고자 하는 사람이다. 성경을 좀더 깊이 연구하고자 하는 사람들에게 소명감 여부는 그리 중요하지 않을지도 모른다. 그러나 목회자나 선교사가 되고자 하는 사람들의 소명감 여부는 그 무엇보다도 중요하다. 소명감이 없다고 하는 것은, 일반 학문을 연구하려는 사람에게 있어서 분명한 목적의식과 장래에 대한 어떤 뚜렷한 계획 없이 우선 공부나 하고보자는 생각에서 막연히 학교를 선택하는 것과 같다. 특별히 신학교는 신학에 관한 전반적인 학문과 주변학문을 가르치는 곳이기에 사명감은 그들의 학문에 대한 태도를 결정짓는다. 웹스터 사전에서 정의하고 있는 소명이란 "영적 의무를 수행하려는 사명감"이다. 그래서 신학교를 선택하려는 사람에게 있어서의 소명이란 하나님의 종이 되려는 사람이 하나님 앞에서 가장 먼저 점검해야 될 요소이다. "하나님께서 나를 그 분의 종으로 사용하기를 원하신다"는 외적이고 내적인 부르심이 있다고 확신한 다음 신학교를 선택해야 시간 낭비도 안 하고 재정낭비도 안 한다. 한 예로 지난번 대선에서 조지 부시 현 미국 대통령과 박빙의 경쟁을 벌인 끝에 패한 엘 고어 전 미국 부통령도 소명감 없이 동부의 명문인 Vanderbilt 대학교의 신학부에서 신학을 조금 공부했던 사람이지만, 그의 어느 구석에서도 신학을 공부하려 했었던 사람의 흔적을 찾기란 힘들다. "감정적 동요를 소명으로 착각해서도 안 되며 하나님께로부터 소명을 받는 과정을 꼭 구약시대의 모세나 엘리야처럼 직접적인 하늘의 음성을 듣는 것으로 기대해서도 안 된다. 하나님께서 주의 종으로 부르셨다면 의지적인 요소와 감정적 요소, 또한 외부적 환경까지에도 분명한 뜻을 나타내실 것이며, 특히 기도와 말씀 가운데 역사하심이 분명해야 한다. 예수님이 부르셨던 열두 제자들이 주님이 십자가에 달려 돌아가시기 전에 다 도망갔던 것도 소명의식의 결여 때문이었다. 그러다가 부활하신 주님이 승천하시기 전 40일 동안에 소명에 대한 특별 훈련을 시키셨고, 마가의 다락방에서 결국 그들은 성령의 초자연적인 역사를 체험한 다음 분명한 소명의식을 갖고 흩어져 사역을 감당하지 않았던가. "소명이 없으면 당신이 맡은 분야에서 열심히 그리스도를 증거하라"는 것이 대부분 목회자들의 충고이다. 목회자 후보생들의 장래 목회의 방향과 성격은 신학교의 선택에서 결정이 난다고 보아야한다. 특별히 미국 신학교를 선택하려는 이민 2세들에게 있어서 "하나님께서 나를 한국계 이민 세대들을 위해 목회자로 부르셨는가?"에 대해 분명한 대답을 할 수 있어야 이민 세대를 책임질 수 있는 목회자가 될 수 있다. 4년마다 열리는 시카고 한인선교대회, 어바나 학생 신앙수련회, 자마수련회 등을 통해 주의 종이 되겠다고 손을 든 수많은 이민 2,3세 가운데 신학교로 진학하지 않고 전전긍긍하는 사람들의 숫자가 훨씬 많은 것도 소명에 대한 인식 부족 때문이며, 교회에서 잘못 가르친 탓이다. 장래 비전이 있는가? 신학교 선택에 있어서 두 번째 중요한 요소는 장래에 대한 비전이다. 목회를 할 것인가, 가르치는 일에 종사할 것인가? 보수적 노선을 견지할 것인가, 진보적 노선에서 일할 것인가? 목회를 한다면 어느 분야에서 일할 것인가? 지역 교회인가, 아니면 선교사로서의 사역인가? 이러한 여러 질문에 대해서 자신이 섬기는 담임 목사 혹은 신앙의 선배, 현재 신학교에 재학중인 선배들로부터 다양한 조언이 필요하다. 물론 장래의 비전을 나름대로 설정했다가도 자신의 의도와는 전혀 다른 쪽으로 인도함 받기도 하지만 목적을 설정해놓고 신학교를 고려하는 것은 중요한 일이다. 대개 자신이 출석하고 있는 교회의 담임 목회자에게 신학교 진학 문제를 상의하면 담임 목사가 속해 있는 교단과 출신학교 혹은 거기에 유사한 신학교���을 추천해주기 마련이다. 신학교에 대한 전반적인 지식이 없는 사람으로서는 맨 처음 누구의 조언을 듣는가가 그래서 중요하다. 그렇지만 분명한 자신의 미래에 대한 포부나 계획이 있는 가운데서의 조언과 없는 가운데서의 조언의 결과는 엄청난 차이가 있다. 진보적 신학교를 졸업한 후 보수적인 목회를 하기가 쉽지 않고, 보수적인 신학교를 졸업한 신학생이 진보적 성향의 교단에서 일하기가 그리 쉽지 않다. 가르치는 일을 해야겠다고 맘을 먹었으면 학문적 성과나 업적이 뛰어난 학교를 선택하는 것이 바람직하다. 예를 들면 자신이 교회사를 연구하고 가르치는 목회자가 되려는 사람은 그쪽 분야에 뛰어난 학교에 진학하는 것이 좋다. 미국 내의 모든 신학교가 학문과 영성을 둘다 강조하지만 학문과 영성 모두를 훌륭히 겸비하고 있는 신학교는 많지 않기 때문이다. 대개의 경우(절대적인 것은 아니지만) 교단 내의 목회자를 양성하기 위하여 세운 교단 신학교들은 교단 신학교가 아닌 곳보다 전문 학문 분야가 약하다. 교단 신학교의 단점은 교수진들의 학문적 수준이 교단의 통제와 감독을 벗어날 수 없기에 학문적으로 약할 수 있다는 것이다. 그렇지만 대개가 목회자들에게 필요한 경건성과 실천신학 분야에서는 비교단 신학교 보다 강하다는 장점이 있다. 자신이 선택하려는 신학교가 어떤 교단에 속해 있으며 학문의 수준이 어느 정도이고 어떤 장점들이 있는지에 대해서는 해당학교에서 매년 발행하는 학교일람을 참고하면 어느 정도 알 수 있다. 신학교들 가운데 지금껏 가장 많은 선교사를 배출한 신학교라 한다면, 이 학교는 선교 쪽의 이론과 학문에 대해서는 노하우가 분명히 있는 신학교이다. 일반대학도 각 학교마다 특별히 투자하는 쪽의 학문이 있고 약한 부분이 있듯이, 신학교도 마찬가지다. 자신의 진로를 잘 준비시켜줄 수 있는 신학교에서 공부해야 학문의 성과도 있고 보람도 있을 것이다. 그러나 자신의 장래도 모르는 채 소문이나 혹은 주위의 권고에 의해서 신학교를 선택하면 수많은 시간과 재정적 낭비를 초래하게 된다. 자신의 능력을 판단하라 신학교 선택의 또 다른 고려사항은 자신의 능력을 솔직히 판단하는 것이다. 자신의 현재 영어 실력은 미국 신학교에 진학해서도 충분히 따라갈 만한가(대개의 경우 미국의 신학교들은 Tofel 550점 이상을 요구함), 만일에 영어 능력이 부족하다면 영어가 필요 없는 한국계 신학교가 낫지 않은가, GRE를 요구하지는 않는가, 재정적 능력은 어떤가, 학교에서는 최소한 얼마 정도의 장학금을 받을 수 있는가, 학비 조달 능력은 어느 정도이며 어떻게 감당할 것인가, 재학중 교회봉사는 가능하며 학교 내의 아르바이트는 가능한가, 기숙사는 어떠하며 학교 소유의 아파트 입주는 가능한가, 신학교가 위치한 지역의 생활비는 어느 수준인가, 혹시 지원하는 학교가 입학 전에 성경 원어의 이수를 요청하지는 않는가? 그렇다면 내가 해야 할 일은 무엇인가, 대학에서 미리 수강했어야 할 과목은 어떤 것이며 이수하지 않았을 시에는 신학교 진학시 어떤 과목의 이수가 불가능한가, 신학교 재학시 필수 실천 신학 학점을 요구��지는 않는가(이럴 경우 대개는 신학교에서 인정하는 교회에서 반드시 봉사해야 함), 그렇다면 지금 봉사하고 있는 교회는 어떻게 되는가, 정부가 주는 학자금 융자는 가능한 학교이며 또는 학교가 가지고 있는 자체융자 프로그램은 어떤 것들이 있는가, 신학교가 위치해 있는 곳에서 최소 몇 년을 공부해야 하며 학교수업을 듣지 않고 인터넷이나 혹은 오디오로 이수해도 되는 과목은 몇 개이며 어떤 것들인가? 상기의 사항들도 역시 학교일람을 통해 어느 정도는 알 수 있으며, 입학하기 전 입학 담당자나 혹은 재정 담당자와 직접 상담해보면 좋을 것이다. 학교 결정은 어떻게 하나? 소명과 장래 비전과 능력의 현 주소를 정확히 파악했으면 이제 학교를 결정해서 입학을 추진하고 입학허가서를 받으면 된다. 대개의 경우 신학기를 개학하기 전 3개월 전에는 입학 허가서를 손에 쥐어야 한다. 학교에서 요청하는 서류가 어떤 것인지는 해당학교로 직접 연락하거나 아니면 인터넷의 지역별 대학 대학원에 들어가면 알 수 있다. 대개의 경우 학교 일람을 받아본 다음(입학원서가 대개 포함됨) 책에서 요구하는 절차와 요구사항대로 서류를 보내면 대개는 두 달 이내에 입학 여부에 대한 결정 혹은 더 첨부해야 할 서류의 요청을 받게 된다. 원서를 낼 때에는 학교의 성격이 비슷한 학교에 최소한 두 군데쯤 원서를 내는 것이 좋다. 한국학생들이 얼마나 재학하고 있는지를 알아보는 것도 필요하며, 현재 그 학교를 재학하고 있는 학생의 전화 번호를 알아서 미리 학교 안내를 받아보면 좋을 것이다. 그 밖에 학교가 수여하는 학위의 종류가 무엇이며 어느 단체에서 이슈가 되는지도 알아보아야 한다. 예를 들면 미국 신학교들의 학위를 관여하고 있는 최고 기관은 ATS( ASSOCIATION OF THEOLOGICAL SCHOOLS: 미국 신학교협의회)인데, 이곳 인터넷 사이트에 들어가면 최소한의 인포메이션을 얻을 수 있다(E-MAIL:WWW.ATS.EDU). 그렇지 않으면 어느 지역의 대학이나 대학원 협의회에 가입이 되어 있는지 살펴보아야 한다. 주정부 교육국에는 등록이 되어 있지만 학위등록이 위의 두 기관에 올라 있지 않았을 때는 졸업 후 박사과정이나 다른 대학 전문과정으로의 진학이 사실상 불가능하기 때문이다. 미국 내 교파별 대표적 신학교 감리교 1. Boston University School of Theology(Boston, MA) 2. Candler School of Theology of Emory University(Atlanta, GA) 3. Claremont School of Theology(Claremont, CA) 4. Drew University Theological School(Madison, NJ) 5. Methodist Theological School in Ohio (Delaware, OH) 침례교(American Baptist) 1. Centeral Baptist Theological Seminary(Kansas City, KS) 2. Eastern Baptist Theological Seminary(Wynnewood, PA) 3. Nothern Baptist Theological Seminary(Lombard, IL) 침례교(Conservative Baptist) 1. Western Seminary(Portland, OR) 침례교(Southern Baptist) 1. Goldengate Seminary(Mill Valley, CA) 2. Midwestern Seminary(Kans City, MO) 3. New Orleans Seminary(New Orleans, LA) 4. Southeastern Seminary(Wake Forest, NC) 5. Southern Baptist Seminary(Louisville, KY) 6. Southwestern Seminary(Fort Worth, TX) 성공회 (Episcopal church) 1. General Theological Seminary(New York, NY) 2. Protestant Episcopal seminary(Alexandria, VA) 형제교단(Brethren Church) 1. Ashland Theological Seminary(Ashland, Oh) 2. Bethany Seminary(Richmond, IN) 하나님의 교회(Church of God) 1. Anderson University School of Theology(Anderson, IN) 복음언약 교단(Evangelical Covenant church) 1. North Park Theological Seminary(Chicago, IL) 미 복음적 자유 교단(Evangelical Free Church) 1. Trinity Evangelical Seminary(Deer Park, IL) 루터란(Missionary Synod)교회 1. Concordia Seminary(St.Louis, MO) 2. Concordia Theological Seminary(Fort Wayne, IN) 미국연합장로교회P.C.U.S.A) 1. Austin Seminary(Austin, TX) 2. Columbia Seminary( Decatur, GA) 3. Louisville Presbyterian Seminary(Louisville, KY) 4. Mccormick Seminary(Chicago, IL) 5. Pittsburgh Seminary( Pittsburgh, PA) 6. Princeton seminary( Princeton, NJ) 7. San Francisco Seminary(San Anselmo, CA) 8. Union Theological Seminary(Richmond, VA) 미국장로교회(P.C.A) 1. Covenant Seminary(St.Louis, MO) 북미주개혁교회(C.R.C) 1. Calvin Seminary(Grand Rapid, MI) 미국개혁장로교회(Reformed Church in America) 1. New Brunswick Theological Seminary(New Brunswick, NY) 초교파 신학교 1. Alliance Theological Seminary(Nyack, NY) 2. Asbury Seminary(Wilmore, KY) 3. Biblical Seminary(Hatfield, PA) 4. Dallas Seminary(Dallas, TX) 5. Denver Seminary(Denver, CO) 6. Fuller seminary(Pasadena, CA) 7. Gorden-Conwell(South Hamilton,MA) 8. Haggard Graduate School of Theology(Azusa Pacific University, azusa,CA) 9. Harvard divinity School(Cambridge, MA) 10. New York Theological Seminary(New York, NY) 11. Reformed Theological Seminary(Jackson,MS/ Orlando,FL) 12. Talbot school of Theology(La Mirada, Ca) 13. Yale Divinity School(New Haven, CT) 14. Westminster Theological Seminary(Philadelphia, PA) 15. University of Chicago Divinity School(Chicago, IL)   -유영렬 기자(크리스찬 투데이)

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One saddle horse, one rifle, and one shaker of salt...

A man on a Chilcotin Holidays has one saddle horse, one rifle one shaker of salt, and nothing more.. he s gloriously free... Paul St Pier quote-at Chilcotin Holidays After stoking up on breakfast, Kevan instructed us on the proper methods of handling a horse in rugged terrain. We were joined on our journey by Sandra and Kris, avid riders from Vancouver who found the ranch a respite from the rigors of their medical careers, and an opportunity to indulge their penchant for hiking, camping and horsebacking. The cayus is a Heinz-57 variety of horse that runs wild in the mountains until recruited and trained for duty on the ranch. They are of average size and hardy. These horses have been living in these moutains for centuries, so the breed is now a sturdy even-tempered that has adapted to its enviroment terains. They are surefooted they are the best on these steep mountains. The horses were struggling through their first ride of the season. After spending summer months carrying riders hundreds of miles over the mountainous terrain they regain lost weight by bulking up on hay and oats during chilly Nothern winters, protected from the elements by three-inch thick coats of hair. I empathised with them. Since I'd spent the winter bulking up on junk food and keeping a keen eye on the electric blanket control, I had a winter coat of my own. "Moose scat," Len said two hours later, using a socially acceptable method of describing fresh sign he spotted in the snow. "We saw a bull and calf up near Beaver lake last fall, so let's head up that way, and see what we can locate," he said, then gave Mr.T a nudge in the direction of Wilt Chamberlain-sized footprints in the snow. During summer months the area is over run by mountain goats, big horn sheep and deer. Len then led us on the skilful retreat to the bottom of the mountain, blazing new trails over downed trees and portaging swollen creeks. We emerged from out days in the Chilcotins with appetites whetted for a full-on pack trips, especially after Kevan promised a stopover at Spruce Lake where, he says, native raninbows range up to three pounds and beg for a dry fly. http://dlvr.it/P3jLZ6

[kaskihunting]

I’ve spent 16hours doing absolutely nothing in Skyrim

I bought Skyrim on the 19th of January 2017. It’s 22nd of January and I’ve already played 16h in total. So far my gameplay has consisted only of hunting and exploring the map by feet. I haven’t seen the map, I have done but 2 quests, and I’m loving it! I’ll go more into detail about my character Kaski and his adventures in another post but here you can read how I’ve spent 16 hours doing absolutely nothing in Skyrim. In 16 hours I’ve finished 2 quests. Those being the first two parts of the main quest: talk to one guy who then asks you to talk to another. I lost interest after the second guy (a yarl I suppose) asked me to go into a cave. A cave? When I have all of the wonderful landscapes to see all around Skyrim?! Needless to say I haven’t looked back ever since. Everytime some random ass lad or lass opens up about their problems I just either ignore them or tell them it’s none of my business. I once was kind enough to deliver someone’s love letter because they were a bormer and asked kindly. It took me a while to find said person. This person was not too happy about the outcome of their letter and got angry with me. That’s when I decided I don’t need such fuss in my life. I feel confident taking only the kind of quests where I can esily remember the name of the person/place I’m supposed to find, and can do so without checking the map. Speaking of which: I’m yet to look at the map at all. I’ve only ever seen the map of Skyrim when it’s in-game on a wall or a table. It has been several times that I get lost in between towns and spend a night searching for the right direction. So far I’ve been to Riverwood, Whiterun, Riften, that place south of Whiterun that starts with F, the southern most town called... something mrth something. That big castle type place that was very difficult to find an exit to and spent countless hours in the wilderness. I’ve discovered the nothern limit of the map, the western limit of the map, and killed 4 bunnies. My proudest contribution has been, so far, hunting down two deer. I’ve learnt how to headshot bandits and wolves with a bow and arrows, whom not to agitate (mammoths, giants, bears and saber cats) and bought and lost a dog. I downloaded a few mods too (ps4, official ones) to further immerse myself in it. I’ve got the fog being foggier (caused me a lot of trouble at night), rain and snow storms are heavier (makes you really want to look for shelter once you hit one of those), some additional wind movements for the grass and trees and finally the best one: The Hunter’s treehouse overlooking Whiterun and Riverwood. I was told that this is one way to play the game. Never looking at the map, hunting, doing my own thing, getting immersed. Hell, apparently some people even download zombies and all kinds of scary shit in there. What ever floats your boat. I highly recomend it! It’s been 16hours of pure joy.