My name is Ahmbra Dragonis... I'm an ex-slave Khajiit that has been adopted by Ysolda Dragonis and I moved to a magicka-focused town called Rimmen. Ksaan... my new friend, is a Firedrake... and he's graduating. I guess... I guess I might be joining. I don't know much about magicka but... I'll try my best. If I don't... we might lose Rimmen to the Dominion. No one wants that.

The Hero of the Oblivion crisis has returned from the Shivering Isles after 200 years of being the ruler of the realm to find Skyrim in chaos. (Discontinue. I apologize I bit off more then I could chew with this one. I hope that anyone who read and enjoyed this may find a way to finish it. If any of you do you do so with my blessing. Once again I apologize to the fans of this Fic.)

Chaos ensues as the lives of a handful of individuals begin to intersect in strange ways. Disclaimer: The Elder Scrolls is the intellectual property of Bethesda Softworks. I own nothing. Beta: ClaireDuhBear

Estinan, wood elf, lost her pack. Despite being a werewolf living in the wilds, she's returned to the city. Riften. She has a fateful encounter with Brynjolf. Thus, her life as a thief begins. [Thieves Guild] Brynjolf/OC

The Dragonborn travels to Solstheim once more after defeating Miraak. She only meant to bring back a book, but finds herself bringing back someone else as well.

Naarchel lands herself in prison for a murder she didn't commit. The Guild has to save their star pupil. [ESO Thieves Guild] [One shot] [Bad fluff] [Walks-Softly/OC]

Vilkas believes his promise to Kodlak is the right one, until he catches a new scent on the wind. The thrill of hunting her makes him question his decision - will she prove to be everything he needs, or tear his mind apart? *Summary continued inside* Rated M for planned/future content

Miravelle, living for as long as she has, never expected to be named Dragonborn. Yet, with the guidance of her loving father, she aims to fulfill her destiny and survive a Civil War she prefers not to have a part in. But she finds herself getting drawn to the mystery that is the Jarl of Windhelm.

Lady Laurelaine Rielle, a First-Era Breton Aristocrat, avenges an insult against her honour with a mocking story that becomes a staple of High Rock folklore. (Apocrypha written for r/teslore).

An Anonymous Indoril Attack Pamphlet on the Royal Family of Mournhold, written around the end of the Third Era. (Apocrypha written for r/teslore, inspired by some strange details in 'The Real Barenziah')

Jackie Carson, a mild-mannered hairstylist, finds herself in a dangerous world after a weekend camping trip goes awry. Bradas Sarayn, a dark elf on the run, finds himself stuck in Skyrim and facing the possibility that he might be more than an ordinary man. Time travel, realm-jumping and more!

In Altmer society blood is everything. And finding that the blood of dragons lurks in her veins is only the beginning for Kiir'Dun. On a journey of self-discovery, our young Altmer mage is forced to turn her back on everything she knows to survive and realizes that it isn't always blood that makes a family. Story-line follows beginning of the game, but diverges from there.

Those stories of woods-witches creating pacts with lost souls deep in the forest were supposed to be just stories.

Mathilda found the whole thing amusing. People found it terrifying. Farkas? He didn't care.

Young Argonian Nokk-Shikkar will someday be the savior of Tamriel. This is not that story. This is where he grows to be the man before the legend. Before being sent for execution, before the land of Skyrim. A tale of of love, of courage, and of revenge.

The Rift's greatest thief falls in love with its greatest city watchperson. Written for the Skyrim Kink Meme. (Artwork by me.)

It was a long journey for one that is a Dragonborn. For one Persephone, she didn't enjoy it. But there was no denying that she gained a lot after losing the life she knew previously. What is one more thing to gain? At least she might have love to add to the growing list.

The Thalmor have forced the Empire to remove Talos from their Pantheon and now are manipulating the Civil War in Skyrim to their advantage. But what happens when a true Dragonborn appears and is also a true Nord?

We are not called to give up our narcissistic natures as adults, so how does one unlearn it? Who's blood matters anymore? To treasure a person is to invest in fool’s gold.

Brynjolf wants to prove to his Guild Master he is worthy of her. Katryn wants to believe him, but is wary due to his rather licentious ways. Also, she has a few things from her past she'd like to keep hidden from the Guild. What happens when her past collides with her possible future? Will everything work out in the end for all those involved?

Brynjolf is a flirt and a womanizer, and no one seems to mind...right? Then why is Keiana, his normally stoic Guild Master, suddenly losing her shit and trying to kill him? And why does his new distraction from said Guild Master have these strange orange eyes? That shouldn't mean anything bad...right? RIGHT?

A Betony War story following Perane Staldirs, a young Daggerfall noble.

Eldrin accidentally becomes a hero. Now him, and his two friends, travel Tamriel even though the boy would like to hide from his new reputation.

Ara finds a quiet moment alone in the early morning while her favorite werewolf twins sleep off their drunkenness, only to have a sweet little interruption. Implied relationships and implied sexual content, but it goes over Lucia's innocent little head.

Something sinister stalks the marshes of Hjallmarch hold, setting the denizens of her ramshackle capital at each others' throats. Their best hope may be a washed-up hero, a relic of an age long past, desperate to hide from his legacy. The Mists of Morthal conceal much that has been lost to Man and Mer - much that is best left forgotten. Ch5 up!