Neona, a bosmer thief, finds a family among the thieves of Riften. Little does she know of the treacherous machinations she will have to unravel, all while keeping her greatest secret, her Lycanthropy, hidden. BosmerF x Brynjolf

A girl, ordinary or extrodinary? Besides being the Dovahkiin there is another issue, a hidden and deep secret. Locked away in a few trusty friends that now is to be revealed to Vilkas... Question is... can he handle it? VilkasxDovahkiin In somewhat of a beta state right now, ignore the flamers.

"When thou enterest into Oblivion, Oblivion entereth into thee." She is Dovahkiin, the one who must save this realm. But gods cannot be killed by men or mer alone; to slay Alduin, she will need to draw strength from beyond Mundus, no matter the cost to her own soul. Covers mainly the Daedric and College of Winterhold quests. Lore-heavy. Lots of Dunmer glorification.

What happens if the events of morrowind was decided not by one single character but four? What if the nerevarine was a woman? What if she also had to deal with a redguard knight who becomes a werewolf? What about a high elf vampire mage? Or even a wood elf witch hunter? Well let's find out then! My first fan fiction so keep that in mind. Starts off weak but gets better!

The sequel to my previous poem, To the East. you don't have to read that one to read this one though. A short-ish poem about the whole main plot of Morrowind.

Algarth Bladeson is young Nord whose is plagued with nightmares and visions of Skyrim, the land of his birth. When he travels to Skyrim, he and allies will carry the fate of Nirn in their hands. This is the tale of the Warrior, the Thief, The Pacifist, The Traitor, The Paladin, and the Dragonborn.

Oneshot. Dravyn Dres has fallen from grace. Formerly a nobleman of House Dres in Morrowind, now he's a member of the Dark Brotherhood in Skyrim, and this time, his mark is inside Dragonsreach. 892 words of assassin-y goodness.

After causing trouble in Windhelm, the Dragonborn decides to re-curry favor with the new Jarl by investigating one of Skyrim's less prominent immigrant groups, the Bosmer. Featuring Faendal, Malborn, and Wylandriah, a.k.a. Faen-dawg, Mal-B, and...eh, she can keep her name. Also possibly Uncle Ungrien, Nivenor the ghetto snob, or anyone else fresh or not so fresh out da Valenhood.

The triumphs, tragedies, and descent into madness of one of Tamriel's greatest heroes as told by the the most absent-minded Wood Elf ever birthed into Mundus. The narrator will provide comic relief while the content of future events will be rather angsty, or so I hope. I'm mainly trying to work on characterization and portraying emotion, so reviews are highly appreciated.

Arianna is the new harbringer in skyrim two men have pulled at her heart and a king who wants her for his own but who will win in the end? Story is not suitable for under 17. FDragonborn/Vilkas FDragonborn/Farkas FDragonborn/ulfric

A fic of mine from the kinkmeme. The Thane's son can't sleep, and Jordis has an idea.

An old one-shot of mine from the Elder Scrolls kinkmeme, in which a lovely inside joke leaves Farengar doing a good bit of old Nordic paleontology, the fun way.

Kyra the Dragonborn. A story of a young girl forging her life as the Dragonborn, of loss, of pain, of stunning acts of heroism and selflessness, and some not so heroic and not so selfless. There will be gore, sexual encounters, I also on occasion just write without furthering the ongoing plot, but I hope you'll stick around. I welcome reviews or comments, and I hope you enjoy.

Morrígan is powerful necromancer, whose magic is incredibly unstable. Her answers lie in Markarth – but what she finds there turns her life upside-down, leading her to a Hagraven's den, a vampire's castle and barely any answers. Kharjo stands faithfully by her side, but friendships fray when curiosity becomes obsession. [M for violence]

Sindrel is concerned with what her Dremora companion, Xelion, will do after having released him from her service. Sequel of sorts to "I Release You". M for obvious reasons.

She wants nothing more than peace when all her life has been fighting. She thinks she finds a kindred spirit and within it, her hard-bought reprieve; until she discovers that he is the source of her nightmares.

It started off as Lima Bean Day, a yearly celebration in the Shivering Isles, concocted by the Madman, Sheogorath. Talina Questai loved Lima Bean Day, and her fiance Gron supported her enthusiasm through and through. Then, things happened... and lives hung in the balance... Gron Hatchat came to defy the Mad Prince himself...

Tales of the Dragonborn, 6. On the road from Dawnstar to Windhelm, the Synod researcher encounters a cynical bard who puts him in further doubt as to whether he will ever be able to learn the truth about the Dragonborn and her times.

A little something I whipped up for the poetry unit last year :) T for violence Enjoy!

J'Keir hated Falmer camps, he hated Dwenmer ruins and he simply hated going alone. A slash across the shoulder and a couple days without drinking human blood leaves J'Keir in a mess that could kill him, or maybe with a more than loyal follower this could have a better ending. M!DragonbornxCicero

The dragonborn explains why she risks her life daily wielding nothing but an iron dagger and hide armour to her follower, in song. The dragonborn has no shame what so ever, and now all her followers know.

He always knew that, one day, she would leave to fulfil her destiny; he just never imagined her not coming home. Tales were told and songs were sung about the Dragonborn's heroic sacrifice, but what happened to those she left behind? Brynjolf's POV.

Born to an uncertain fate to unfortunate parents. A legend raised and crafted by a mere fisherman, the odds will surprise you.

Emalia, the Dragonborn, is on a quest to vanquish Alduin. But Emalia doesn't feel she is strong enough yet, so she turns to the Companions, a group of honor-bound warriors with unknown secrets. She finds a welcoming family, a home, friends and love... Warning! Main questline spoilers and Companions questline spoilers! Rated T for violence and cussing!

Maul was a man who thought he had a firm grip on fate. It took one day to prove how wrong he was.