"* watch your mouth," he snapped, his grin transforming into a sort of snarl. The girl stepped back, slightly bewildered and frightened by his sudden change of composure. "* listen, bucko. * down here, things are different. * down here, you could get killed for sayin' shit like that. * so watch it." She gave a curt nod, watching him turn and start to stalk down the path. He continued his words, throwing them over his shoulder. "* these people are abused, kid. * tch... abused souls... * we all are." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Frisk, a child who ran away from all her torment and abuse, ran to the fated mountain - Mount Ebott - in hopes of never returning. Unfortunately for Frisk, her plans were ruined when she fell into a place as abused as the home she came from. Is this place better than where she left? Or did life toss her into a worse situation? { Warning! : Strong language, brutal scenes, and suicidal themes! } { Cover by none other than me!~ } Abusivetale (c) raac24 and TehEbilSmol Started on: April 11, 2018 Ended on: Still Ongoing { HIATUS. Projected to try to return soon! }

Taking a journey through the Underground seems fun to experience and to Fight or Act through. But is it really fun when you're just an infant? Will you ever make it back home? Or will you be forever trapped in the Underground? And most importantly: We all know how our favorite monsters reacted to Frisk as a child, but how will they react to you being just a small baby? •--------------------------• -Warning!- This is a story-like 'x Reader' only these aren't one-shots or any of the gf or bf relationships. Its kinda like a caretaker ship. - There will be some minor choices that you can choose between in most chapters. - I will be editing chapters for spelling and grammar errors. I'm a slight perfectionist and OCD. Sorry. - { Completed!~ } - Started: Somewhere around June 24, 2017 Ended: March 21, 2018

I, Kisvar, the only known Dragonborn, have defeated Alduin in Sovngarde. I joined the side of the Stormcloaks in the Civil War, and the Empire is subdued once and for all. Skyrim is at peace, and I am renowned across the Nine Holds. You might think my life has slowed down some now, right? That I'm taking a well-earned break from adventuring? .... No. I make my living as an adventurer, and in secret, as the Guildmaster of the Thieves Guild. I thrive on adventure and attention. You wouldn't take a break from breathing, would you? Didn't think so. Now I'm starting on a new quest, one that started with two strangely-dressed men and an order to kill me from some person named Miraak....