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.

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

When the Dragonborn is recruited into the Dark Brotherhood followed by the Thieves Guild, she never expected to fall for two of Skyrim's most accomplished criminals. But what happens when you get three powerful and dangerous women fighting for each other's affections? F!Dragonborn x Astrid x Vex. Contains dark/mature themes and violence.

Inspiration on "The Wolf Queen Awakened". Noel faces a death experience at the hands of a robber, where he finds himself at the mercy of the Wolf Queen, Potema. With the solution to again to take a chance at life, Noel starts an Empire in Potema's name, and destroy the Thalmor, and the Aldmeri Dominion. It is time to this young man to help Potema secure her place as Empress!

At the behest of Akatosh, Liv the Last Dragonborn breaks Miraak out of his imprisonment in Apocrypha using a Shout, which results in a pissed off Daedric Prince and a powerless First Dragonborn. Full summary inside.

A intimate encounter between a held captive of the Dark Brotherhood of Old and of her kidnapper. What could go wrong? Right? What will happen? Read here to find out!

Born and raised in Morrowind, Kjartan was hardly what people would call a great Nord hero, especially when his greatest talent was in running away. But when his grossly-exaggerated reputation leads him to join an order of vampire hunters, he discovers that the mysteries of the heart (and the madness of Skyrim) may prove to be his greatest foes yet.

Ako'Siirto wasn't unused to surprises. After all, his life had been unusual up to now, but this is much more unusual than he thought possible. Clearly, dragons would be an interesting topic to sate his hunger for knowledge. (Rated M, for themes similar to Skyrim itself.)

Quitter Haute-Roche pour apprendre l'alchimie en Bordeciel, rien de plus simple. Mais lorsque des disciples de Daedra décident de jouer avec son destin, le jeune Bréton n'a que la force de se laisser faire.

The Dragonborn has defeated Alduin and now she expects the chance to maybe get a few days rest. Unfortunately a meddling dragon god seems to disagree and the Last Dragonborn wakes up over two hundred years in the past, behind bars in the Imperial City prison. As if that isn't bad enough, she must find and protect the Last Septim before all Oblivion is released on Nirn. Ode to joy.

By all laws of nature she should be his prey. The sound of her little beating heart calls to the beast inside him. They say that the only time one can be brave is when they are afraid. When the rabbit is dragged into matters much larger than herself, he finds himself fighting desperately to keep her alive.

The Forsworn terrorise the Reach. Backstabbing and intrigue threaten to break the court of Markarth. Ancient secrets below the city are disturbed, and now the Imperials want to hand Markarth over to the Stormcloaks? Over Jarl Igmund's dead body.

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. (Xposted on A03)

All of the one-shots for Brynjolf and my OC, Anya. Some fics may be referenced in my multi-chapter story for them. CHAPTER 4 IS NSFW: 18 ONLY.

Tariq Ibn Ziyad a noble swordsinger and follower of the ways of HoonDing on walkabout to master the blade takes him to The old Kingdom. In His homeland, he's faced Dwemer automatons, werebeasts, mages, vampires, and other undead — all have been cleared by his sword. So now this follower of the HoonDing will cross wits with the legendary Dovah of old

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)

Short fic/Apocrypha about everyone's favorite reality-defying, orc-loving, skooma-dealing Daedric merchant.

Telyra Ravencast's journey as Dragonborn leads her to Solstheim where she meets the first Dragonborn, Miraak. The connection via their shared nature prompts her to help save him from Apocrypha, but she may lose herself in the process.

Yeah, no one ever wants to hear me play my lute, anymore. Everyone's always asking about how I came to kill Alduin and save all of Skyrim, if not Tamriel. Well, I didn't want to. would have rather been spending the night with some innkeeper's daughter. But, as long as you're buying, friend, I'll tell you the legend of The Last Dragonborn: Homvar Alehammer

A poem inspired by my experience with the Civil War questline in Skyrim

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

Luna, a déli leány rejtélyes körülmények közt érkezik Skyrim jégpáncélt öltött földjére, hogy leszámoljon esküdt ellenségével, a Birodalommal. Az események azonban gyakran váratlan fordulatokat hoznak, s eközben sötét múltja is örökös árnyékot vet mind az ő jelenére, mind azéra, aki csak közel kerül hozzá. (M - felnőtt tartalom)

Time goes on, as it always does, and with the passage of time comes change. Yes, times have changed; nervosity and fear are spreading throughout the Holds like a dark shadow. Citizens whispering powerful names: The Empire, Stormcloaks. But sides don't matter—they all fear for their children. So, Child of Hircine, tell me: how long 'till they begin whispering yours?

Ever hear of the song that bards don't sing? Well, these are the stories that most never hear; the types of stories closely guarded, and only told in hushed whispers beside the tavern fire - if they're ever told at all. Series of one-shots. Multiple Pairings. Disconnected, but mostly canon. Some explicit, but not all. Rated M for a reason.

Honorary Title: All Dogs Go To Sovngarde When a traveling mercenary finds herself being accused of allying with the Stormcloaks, she's arrested and condemned to death. Salvation comes on the wings of ruin, but when she manages to claw her way to safety, she's granted a new lease on life. What will she make of herself with her freedom? And what destiny do the Divines have in store?