PAST ARTIFACTS AND LEGENDS CONVERGE/ RIGHTEOUS BATTLES FOR MAN AND MER EMERGE/ IN THIS FIRE IS WHERE THE TOOLS WILL FORGE/ SHEZZARINES NEREVARINES AND DOVAHKIIN ARE BORN/ ON THE TOWERS ARE HELD THE WORLDLY WEIGHT/ NUMIDIUM AND CORPSE-KING AND OBLIVION GATE/ EVERY POINT OF A DRACONIC BREAK/ REVEALS NOW THE DREAMING FATE/ THE ENDING OF THE KALPAS IS ANU\PADO/MUND

Adonis "Don" K'hotei is no ordinary Dunmer. His earlier years were almost nothing short than that of a tragedy. Trying to remember a past he had long forgotten, he comes across new and familiar faces in the land of Skyrim, and sure enough begins to walk a new path of life, the path of the Dragonborn.

This is a collection of extra content for the second book of my fic Northbound Pilgrimage. It will eventually include the overview of the major plotlines, but now it's just bonus stories. More short stories that didn't quite make it into the second book will be added later. Or any other extra content that might come to mind.

All her life Myfanwy Caldevwin dreamed of graduating from Arcane University as a world renowned Master of Magic. Unfortunately, the only university that will take her is the College of Winterhold, the lowest ranked school for the arcane arts in all of Tamriel. Even more unfortunately, she's somehow managed to attract the notice of the College's mysterious Thalmor Master of Theory.

Basically if Skyrim was a hentai. That's right, hentai. Bandit's will be fucking my overly big breasted and ass argonian named Keema. Whether it be bandits, undead, a devious npc like drunkards, racist nords, thalmor, or other shady individuals or anything else that comes to mind. Cover image is from Securipun on furaffinity

Svala never asked to be the Dovahkin. Ulfric never asked for her help in his war. Ulfric/F!Dragborn (I don’t own Skyrim or it’s original characters/places. Those belong to Bethesda)

When Skyrim's bards sang of the Dragonborn who would come to save them all, their prayer was for a man made in the image of Talos: a tall, mighty warrior with a Voice that could shake mountains. But the young woman who wakes up in the back of a prison wagon is neither tall nor mighty. Little and lost, she has mountains to climb before she discovers who, and what, she really is.

An Isekai-style story where the protagonist - Jason Antares - is somehow transported from his boring, monotonous life on Earth to Tamriel, where he has to survive and make a life for himself - starting in the province of Skyrim, but eventually going elsewhere - as a freelance adventurer alongside his Argonian companion, Ariana, while discovering hints that not all is as it seems...

He was a bounty hunter with a troubled past, and she... well, she had a grudge to nurse and clung to it as though it were her lifeline. With the country at war, the dragons returning and the world aflame, the divines had somehow seen fit to leave the fate of it all in their hands. This is the story of Kaidan, First of the Dragonguard, and Estrith Fey, the Last Dragonborn.

Ash to Ash. Dust to Dust. To your grave, I entrust, fear the steel, and arrows plenty. The fear will drain—and leave you empty. When an Argonian prisoner becomes a free man after a dragon attack, he takes what he can carry and sets out on his own, drifting from one part of Skyrim to the next. What kind of adventures will he find in this new life of his? Or—will adventure find him?

What happens when the princes of madness and debauchery decide to have some fun at the Dragborn's peace meeting? Absolute chaos for anyone attending and complete debauchery for anyone unlucky enough to be summoned. Something the Dragonborn finds out after waking up with little to no memory after the first drink.

K'avar came to help free Skyrim from the Thalmor. He ends up being the savior of the entire world instead. (Male Redguard Dragonborn) (Slow updates)

(A one shot cross posted from AO3) "...Why don't you want me to go to the Palace?" Lydia asks. Dahlia doesn't answer, but she doesn't have to. "…you don't want Ulfric to know, do you?"

In the earliest days of recorded history, a half-elven Breton finds himself swept up in a war between the oppressive Ayleid Empire and their human slaves - a war that will determine the fate of Cyrod and the course of history for Tamriel.

"It's true, I cannot lift a sword in my own defense, let alone others." The grin on the bard's face only widened. "Yet one's own voice can be far more deadly if used in the right manner, or far more inspirational. Why lift a single sword with my arm when I can rouse a hundred more with words alone?" A story about the true power of a single Voice.

Teranin is an Orphaned Elf Girl, who must find her way to survive in the world of the Elder Scrolls. Chapter 7: Teranin is facing a mortal wound. Is this the end of the young elf girls' Story?

LEÍRÁS AZ ELSŐ RÉSZBEN!

She hiked her way into another universe, there's a pebble in her boot, and she just wants to go home. Akatosh has other plans. Read on as my stupid self-insert stumbles her way through Skyrim. May devolve into the realm of crack, may get dark. Who Knows, I write it by-chapter. Always accepting suggestions. Enter Command Here, yo. (Xposted on A03)

Tomada de la tierra que la vio crecer por el mismísimo Emperador, Heidryck tiene un cometido: Cumplir sus tareas con los Cuchillas y convertirse en un Nerevarino tan convincente como cualquier otro. Debía actuar ser el héroe mítico, pero mientras más lo hacía más dudaba de estar mintiendo.

I've decided to write a story based on my very first Dovahkiin, the Breton Paladin Cura! Raised in the Vigil of Stendarr, she goes on to save Skyrim in times of crisis in a Season Unending! Humble and meek by nature, Cura finds her values and general disposition challenged by the brutal world around her. *Decided to write this since Skyrim's 10th Anniversary! :)*

Ulfric Stormcloak is certain of only a few things about the Dragonborn, and after she returns from Sovngarde claiming to be a god that number dwindles to nearly nothing. But the Thalmor have begun to strengthen their grip on Skyrim, and the Dragonborn's ambitions will either take her to the heights she swears or to the Planes of Oblivion.

Having finally escaped her golden cage on the Summerset Isles, Minerva Sable-Shield returns to Skyrim only to find her home torn apart by a civil war. Knowing the Empire favored the elves, she quickly sides with the rebellion in hope to finally get her revenge. Rated M for violence, gore, and romantic stuff. Image downloaded off of Google.

Over 20 million people have played Skyrim, even bought all the DLC, and played an extremely high amount of hours. But has anyone...lived Skyrim? After a long night, a gamer wakes up living the intro scene to Skyrim. Will his 2000 hours help him survive, or will his mouth land him on the wrong end of a sword?

Farkas asks the Dragonborn to cleanse him of the beast, which laments its final days. Farkas/Male Dragonborn. Explicit gay smut, urophagia.

An ex-operative of the last war finds herself getting caught up in another quagmire of intrigue, war, and conspiracy. [Skyrim but with guns. To be exact, magic guns, tanks, and aircraft. AU set in a semi-modern technological era. Mature themes with swearing and smut down the line. NSFW!]