After many long years, I'm finally free. The world has changed in many drastic ways. I'm not sure how I'm going to last in this new world of sorts. Maybe my new friend and his strange dog can help me. I hope there is no lasting prejudice. If he is as sincere as I hope he is, then it shouldn't be a problem. After all, he is the Dragonborn.

What really happens when someone becomes a daughter of Coldharbor further summary inside.

Lydia never imagined the dragonborn to be female, least of all an imperial who didn't understand how she'd suddenly become a hero in the eyes of the nords. But with a little help from a friend who would eventually become so much more than that, she might actually save all of Nirn from Alduin. Lydia/ female dragonborn. Strays somewhat from the game, because why read what you played?

Done living in Bruma as a Thieves Guild fence, the Dovahkiin tries to return to Skyrim, but is captured by Imperial soldiers. She is taken prisoner amongst Stormcloaks, and the leader of the rebellion himself, Ulfric Stormcloak. Once she escapes Helgen, her life becomes filled with havoc, and she finds herself fighting for Ulfric's cause - and his affection.

During the fall of the white gold tower, a child is conceived through rape. This child will go on to shape the future of tamriel - for good or for ill. (Note - the character of Louse isn't the last dragonborn, though he is important in his own way)

Throughout the quest to stop Alduin, and even before, the group has to do something to keep themselves together in such desperate times. This includes, often, writing home to the ones they left behind. Mean that what it may. A series of letters from the Dovahkiin and her group of travelers to their loved ones, mainly from Naelin (Dovahkiin).

Di'kana joins the Companions, seeking a path besides being the Dragonborn so long as it is one of her own choosing. Along the way she will find kinship with fellow warriors, as well as the Companion's more feral secret. Female Khajiit DragonbornxFarkas, rated M for later chapters.

When Cassian Reed and his siblings are suddenly – and very literally – dragged into the world of Skyrim, Cassian must use his newfound Dragonborn abilities to battle the oncoming storm. Civil war ravages the land as vampires and other dark forces stalk the night. Will Cassian alone be enough to combat the sinister forces seeking to lay waste to the land of Skyrim?

Thrust into a cold, harsh world tormented by civil war, an agent of darkness is sent forth to face, and make, some tough choices. Unable to recall her past or her identity, will she submit to the call of her own apparent dark nature and desires, or instead answer the call to redeem her soul, memories, and future, and save a world on the brink of total annihilation in the process?

Brynjolf messed up. Big time. Now Silver thinks that he hates her and he doesn't know what to do. Hopefully he can find a way to show her how much she means to him, or else he may lose his true love. A.K.A. I really hate the "Sorry lass, I've got important things to do. We'll speak another time." line!

"Your soul cries for a purpose and I am here to give it one..." Self-insert; Part II/V: A Dark Gift. New chapter up!

All Fjrgeir ever wanted was to study magic and to one-day leave Bruma to visit Skyrim. So when a small Dunmer offered to take him to Skyrim, he left Bruma. He just wasn't expecting to end up on his way to the headsman's block. He didn't expect a dragon to save him. And he really didn't expect that the Dunmer he was travelling with to be the Daedric Prince of Madness, Sheogorath.

"Do not ask us where we were when the Dragon Broke, for, of all the world, only we truly know, and we might just show you how to break it again." A novelization of Skyrim. Act One: the Dragon Break. In which Alessia is confused and ends up with more questions than answers as strange things keep happening to her.

"He knew the promising kisses that would free the moans from her deepest fantasies, and have his name sung to the heavens before the night's end. He knew how to fill the void both mer equally and unconditionally shared. But, could he?" Gelebor x F/OC Fanfic / Smut.

On the way up to High Hrothgar to meet with the Greybeards, the Dovahkiin mulls over her thoughts and frustrations over the past few weeks while her fingers threaten to fall off in the cold. Oneshot.

Andrea Mason was a simple person. She was camping, enjoying her well earned time-off to be among nature. Her cousin had went missing five years ago in these very same woods. An odd noise echoed in the distance; it sounded like...static? She gripped her gun and slowly headed towards the flickering light in the trees...

Destiny is a funny thing. You never know when, where, or how you'll meet it. The fourteen year-old orphaned Nord, Brynjolf, is no exception. The ghosts of all the innocent people killed in the area seem to be all anyone can think about, though despite the death, poverty, and loss, Brynjolf's true awakening is in a place closer than he realizes. Namely, Whiterun.

"I've stopped paying attention to the world ending. It's ended for me several times already, and begun again in the morning." F!DovahkiinXSapphire, M from the get go for language.

Sometimes even the strongest of us need a friend's shoulder.

You are the hero, or heroine, of the story. You have a choice, and you need to stop glaring at the narrator who telling it how it is. Your about to go against the Mad God, best not to show how crazy you already are. (This is kind of a crack fic, fourth wall breaking, and mostly every player's reaction to doing quests in the game. I'm not good a summaries. So just read please.)

After her sanctuary in the Gold Coast is destroyed, vampire & Dark Brotherhood member Amelia Stormbringer flees to the Falkreath Sanctuary, where she embarks on a new life with her husband Vallanil. Follow this assassin/thief through her adventures in Skyrim as she works to make a place for herself and her husband in their new home. NOTE: This story is NOT always lore friendly.

With Alduin now banished to the realm of his father, the World-eaters Doom has past. Yet now, the machinations of another, far more insidious power will make it's play. The downfall and domination of all mankind. Lest those with the blood of Akatosh stop them first. '... Her armies will march. The death of the Mede's bloodline has changed nothing. The Dragonborn comes. Signed E.'

It's been eighteen years since the Dragonborn went missing, and now her secret daughter by Ulfric Stormcloak has arrived in Windhelm. Vowing to care for her and do the best he can after missing her entire childhood, Ulfric must now figure out how to be the best father he can be, while his daughter Leola struggles to learn about the life her mother kept secret from her.

A Dunmer wrongly accused of nine counts of murder and necrophilia finds himself on a quest to save Cyrodiil, and learns that sometimes, the only difference between a hero and a criminal is the prison cell the guards throw him in. When an honest mistake brings a captivating master assassin into his life, he wonders if he can't be a little of both. Currently undergoing rewrite.

Our Dragonborn, Heram is bored with his quiet life as nothing of interest is happening in Skyrim. He decides to go on a quest of his own. To bone every woman from Solitude to Riften. With the help of his trusted housecarl Lydia he makes a list of possible bed-partners. Rated M (duh) for major adult/sexual content. Read at your own descretion. :)