The aftermath of violent racism, the Bosmer Dragonborn recovers under the care of her savior; a lone Orsimer hunter and his dog. Secluded in the beautiful walls of Bloated Man's Grotto, they find solace in each other where they couldn't find it before. Rated M for mentions of sexual assault, violence, and sex. Female!Dragonborn/Male!Orsimer.

A self-insert where I travel the Realm of Tamriel, making my way through the Oblivion Crisis and hopefully not die. Who knows if I'll respawn or not. If I didn't, then that would really suck... DEAD FIC - ENDING WILL PROBABLY BE ADDRESSED IN THE FUTURE OR IN 'BECOMING A LEGEND' FIC.

Various Dovahkiin and their companions meet, bicker, adventure, fight, plan, become friends and sometimes lovers. Femslash, slash and het. Full list of NPCs in chapter titles. Chapter Ten: Jase clearly needs someone to keep his feet on the ground. Onmund doesn't feel up to the task.

It has been five years since Alduin's fall. Five years since the Stormcloak victory. Five years since the order disbanded. Now their leader rallies his companions for one last task that will change the face of Skyrim. The addition of a hold.

This was a art trade with SasoriRedKitsune DA . Can't really summeraize it that well.

Valdis' life was hard before arriving in Skyrim, but her first days in her parents' homeland are enough to make her want to run back to Cyrodiil. Will she stop running from her problems and embrace her destiny? And if she does, who will stand with her?

Some people get uncomfortable when you talk to dead people. Not that dead dunmer are easy to talk to anyway. Rated T for future romance. Rirns Uveran is also present, but since he dies rather immediately, I didn't bother trying to add his name.

A young Khajiit looking for revenge soon embarks on an adventure unlike any other. Finding danger and maybe even love in the cold, yet beautiful vastness of Skyrim.

Alduin has returned and a new Dovahkiin has been born but fate is not always a simple path. This new Dragonborn is in the form of a Dunmer; angry, resentful and unforgiving; her path will certainly not be an easy one. This is my first fanfic and any rates and reviews will be thoroughly appreciated, rated M for violence throughout. Enjoy, TWB.

A ritual gone wrong bestows a group of elves with unparalleled magic, unfortunately, every use of their new magic forces their personality to slightly change depending on how they use their powers. soon enough one Caedmer commits mass murder of own free will, the Psyjic order gets involved and things only get worse from there. T for violence. Your motives define who you are.

She cast me from the top of the mountain as our battle began. Dragon of the North, indeed. So she seeks my death. Very well, it is her choice, and I accept it. But I will accept it in the way of my kind. This day, Ysmir, you shall truly know what it means to fight a legendary dragon! Power to the victor, death to the loser, and honor to us both.

Aisling has had a difficult life, but one she was breed for. Now under the scorned eye of Windhelm's Jarl she will try to build a new life, or fall back into the old one. Rated M for language, future violence, and suggested situations. Please R&R. Disclaimer: I don't own anything originally from Bethesda. Enjoy!

The tale of Ophelia Millais is that of love and loss, of enslavement and freedom. This is the story not often heard: the unorthodox adventures of the not-chosen one.

Siri the Unbroken, as Ulfric had named her, had been by the Jarl's side since they were kids. She was his best warrior, his shield, and his friend. If only he knew how much he meant to her. As blood pooled around them, maybe he would.

A Cyrodiil born Nord struggles to face the reality of his fate, and the fate of Nirn, if he chooses to ignore his duty as Dovahkiin. The minion of a Daedric Prince and a mysterious Nord warrior are among those who have stepped up to lead him on the correct path. Hatred flares, love blossoms, and blood flows as Skyrim politics interfere with prophesy.

Everyone has a hidden agenda, including the Dragonborn, but who can say what happens when light is shed upon dark secrets? /Dovahkiin POV/Post-war Skyrim Universe/OCxVex, LydiaxIona, BrynjolfxDelvin pairings/

Ulfric Stormcloak has recently been elected High King of Skyrim and plans to wage war against the Thalmor. Will Ravenna, a healer-turned-thief be able to redeem herself once again through the glories of war? Or will she let her High King and Thieves Guild fall to the mercy of those trying to drag her down into Oblivion?

Lirayn, an Altmer dragonborn, battles a dragon. The ending surprise really happened to me, and trust me, it's not what you think! One-Shot.

And after months of inactivity, I am back. A little one-shot I've had in my head for some time that involves Erdi. And if you're gonna review, review like a pro, not with 3 words. I NEED CRITIQUE PEOPLE!

At a dead end Ralof meets two people: the last person he expected to see, and the last person he wanted to. They've taken different paths, and though the stormcloak rebellion has failed, this last meeting may show him a little hope for Skyrim.

How quickly our lives can change. One moment you're on top of the world, leading the best team of thieves the world has never heard of. The next you're alone and lost, knowing that their deaths are on your hand. What do you do? Where do you go? How do you atone for your past sins and mistakes? This is the story of De Snaek the Shadesnake.

Short Morrowind based story. What happens when an idealistic Blade encounters not so pretty reality? Please note that Tyermaillin's gender has been changed, so this is a slightly AU story. Rated T for Caius/Tyermaillin. Started as a one shot.

It was a dream, that slowly descended into abyss of a terrible nightmare. Maybe that's what being the Dragonborn is all about. Suffering and no love, for the sake of the world. A Dragonborn/Faendal fanfiction. Now updated with a real conclusion! Read and review

Kiseen the quick fingered Khajiit Dragonborn and her wife Uthgerd the Unbroken share their defences over moving to solitude. F/F

Like day and night he is split into parts. One that takes and one that gives fortune. A balance forged from guilt that is destined to fail, he fights on. For he is the Nightingale. A one-shot preview.