12 years after the Dragonborn disappeared on Solstheim a young Vigilant of Stendarr is found half dead in the marshes of Hjaalmarch by a jaded former adventurer. The unlikely duo soon find themselves in a war between the Scions of the Night and the Defenders of the Dawn. For fate has appointed unto them the duty of judging the Tyranny of the Sun. (AU Dawnguard)

Vivencias de personajes en base a mis partidas permadeath, en las que se incluyen mods e improvisación personal. Cada personaje tiene un modo de vida, rol y juego distinto. Sucesor de mi anterior colección "Skyrim: diario de los Sangre de Dragón"

Meet Reinvuld, a young boy that has since been forgotten by those around him.

In which the Dragonborn is an hyperesthesic kleptomaniac, Alduin is a bored diva and Akatosh is an authoritarian - yet loving, somehow - dad. A Dovahkiin x Alduin fanfic, because I didn't know I needed that. Smut and humor intended.

When a Master and Apprentice figure out how to traverse the Planes of Oblivion, they're elated at what they might discover. But knowledge comes at a cost, and the apprentice traversing Oblivion has no idea what that cost truly is... My take on the in-game book THe Doors of Oblivion. Some of this is speculation on what Oblivion might be like.

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)

After recently defeating Alduin, Dahlia Wintersnow still feels she has work which calls to her: Skyrim's Civil War. She joins the Stormcloaks and gets more than she bargained for as she gets to know Jarl Ulfric. Will she be able to fully chip away at the ice of his heart and make him see the correct path to a united Skyrim? Only Mara knows.*Crossposted from AO3*

"The World-Eater wakes, and the Wheel turns upon the Last Dragonborn. " - The Book of the Dragonborn. "A lore-friendly and somewhat realistic reinvention of the tales of Skyrim and more." -said author himself. A tale from the anecdotes of last dragonborn, listener of Dark Brotherhood, Archmage of Winterhold, Nightingale of thieves guild and one sultry argonian bard.

Rictus is given the choice of customizing his start in skyrim. He choices alteration magic as his skill of choice and starts in Whiterun in the Breeze home. Follow him as he figures out that this is not just like the game he once knew. This is basically just an idea I had where 18 people enter skyrim and each of them are given one of the skills from the game. Basically SI.

Suite de "Skyrim: Le Réveil de la Reine-Louve". Tala et Sérana ont leur alliance, mais sera-t-elle suffisante pour faire face au nouveau Haut-Roi de Bordeciel, le célèbre Enfant de dragon ? Et dans les coulisses, d'autres forces s'agitent contre la nouvelle Alliance des Vodahmin. Classée M pour la violence et "d'autres choses". Traduction française de la fanfiction de Tusken1602.

She was born a bastard, in High Rock during the Fourth Era. Now, she's exploring Skyrim, mucking about, having fun, and exploring the home of the Nords with whoever going wherever. This is Laessa Dalont and these are her tales.

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.

The House of Nerussa demands recognition and respect; the best way for them to receive it is by marrying its only heiress, Gwynileth Nerussa, to a wealthy man... and her parents have chosen the one who abused her. Frightened and despairing, Gwynileth flees from Morrowind to Skyrim, chasing ideals of happiness and simplicity. What she finds is more than expected. (Kaidan/Dovahkiin)

Luther was just a normal boy when he was thrown into the world of Elder Scrolls, normally in this situation, one would expect him to be the hero, chosen by the gods to save Skyrim from Alduin's wrath, but not this time, the Dragonborn is someone else. He was not chosen nor was he special. Female Dunmer Dragonborn/ SpellSword MC/ No smut(Only through refrences).

Features a male Altmer Dragonborn. Valorn didn't come to Skyrim by choice. Forced to flee to the homeland of the Nords by the most deadly of enemies, the last thing he expected was to end up travelling to High Hrothgar of all places, especially with a Nord housecarl. They will need to work together, though, even if his view of humans is not what one would call accepting.

This is a collection of extra content for my fic Northbound Pilgrimage, specifically for the first book. It includes the overview of the major plotlines, but there are also bonus stories included. More short stories that didn't quite make it into the first book might be added later. Or any other extra content that might come to mind.

What happens when the new whelp of the Companions catches the attention of Aela? Femslash, that's what.

Revyn Sadri, pawnshop owner, Grey Quarters, Windhelm. He'd made a quiet, modest living selling second-hand goods until he'd married an adventurous spellsword with a nose for treasure. Now his life is a constant struggle to empty his wife's junk drawers and find ways to bury the dragonbones. Meandering, slice-of-life events centered around the mate of the Dragonborn. (AU/Family)

Senior-Vigilant Falrielle, a veteran of many years, patrols the frozen northlands of Skyrim, hunting multifarious monsters and other vile creatures that ravage the land and harm the innocents. Just a Formality is an anthology of 7 of her many adventures as she prepares for her greatest mission yet.

She hated vampires after the Hall of the Vigilants burned. Joining the Dawnguard to eradicate every last bloodsucker made sense. Finding out that there was more to the vampires' schemes wasn't part of her plan for revenge, but they'll burn just the same.

"I have an army." "I have a sleep-deprived Farkas!" (Full summary in 1st chapter. Sequel to A Dovahkiin's Lie)

In a world that I thought was fiction, into a realm that I thought only existed behind a screen, completed hundreds of times over. A new Daedric Prince arises and a deal with insanity has been struck to change the world. With me being brought into the deal, and thrown into Skyrim, its got me thinking... HOW DID I GET MIXED UP IN THIS MESS IN FIRST PLACE! [Alternate Universe][SI]

The Wheel turns upon The Last Dragonborn - no warrior, thief, or mage, but a bard, whose only weapon is his voice. Is it chance or design that the power of Akatosh and Kyne were gifted to a person whose talent lies not in war, but in discourse? Only Time will tell, but the fate of Skyrim, and that of all Nirn, now rests upon one Voice.

A mystery is afoot. A case opens and with it, a hole with dung. Dirty laundry will be found. Ferdinus Platorius will have his hands full.

Magdalyne journeyed to the ice-bound land of Skyrim to visit her sister. Instead, she found something to fight for. As legends become real and an ancient evil awakes, she will have to become the hero the world needs to beat back the rising shadow of black wings unfurled.