Marcurio Stories

With nothing else better to do, these two sorry excuses for mages embark on an epic quest of terrible misfortune, dramatic irony, and a slow burn bromance that might just lose that B in another hundred thousand words. Who's to say! Whether predetermined by the hands of fate, or by the dice roll of some wine-drunk Daedra, the life of the Dragonborn hangs in the balance and now all that's left to save her are two idiots and their funny, inexplicable habit of always somehow making it just in time.

Marcurio stared at the northern lights from his rented room at the Bee and Barb with a frown. Where was Freyja? It'd been weeks since she was last seen in Riften and nobody knew where she was. Even the courrier he intercepted hadn't delivered anything to her in the past month. After some more observing, he sighed deeply and retreated to his bed. Tomorrow was another day, and maybe it would be a good one. (This was a request by @ILoveAnimeMen____)

Alvy, a Bosmer woman , believes Skyrim is much her home as any other Nords. She joins the Stromcloaks that's where she meets Ulfric.

Phoenix, the famous Nordic Dragonborn, had simply been planning on have a few drinks in the Bee and Barb, until she met a certain Imperial... A Female Dragonborn x Marcurio fanfiction.

Just somthing crazy that happens to me while playing skyrim and other stuff

Desoneth Nightlock had no idea what she wanted to do once she arrived in Skyrim. She certainly didn't want to join the war. And there really wasn't a lot that a Bosmer could do without being discriminated, what with the war going on. But, one day, in Riften, she met a redheaded man with a strangely accurate sense of money. So she joined the Thieves Guild, earned some companions, and grew terribly confused on the concept of love.

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[OPEN FOR REQUESTS] A book of Dragonborn X Character one shots written by me, for you! All characters and images belong to Bethesda and their rightful owners! you know the drill WARNING : May contain mild violence, strong language and/or sexual references

Skyrim is a cold land. Harsh climates, hard lives, wilds full of dangerous beasts and bandits. Finding comfort in one another is often the only way to survive. **Showing my favourite NPCs some love in the form of one-shots** Heads up: there is no posting schedule and continuity does not exist.

This story will follow the journey of one of my more recent skyrim characters, Valerica Xilzeiros. I normally play as an imperial, assassin and thief every single route. This time however I decided to try out the extreme roleplay method. As I go about this run through I will detail Valerica's life here. Watch her life unfold, her past conclude and her love and friendships blossom. I will provide of course a more storytelling version here, things that don't necessarily take place in the game but would in her life. This is sort of turning into a Vilkas X OC, it wasn't meant to but since it's going that direction i'm gonna go with it. You can replace Valerica's name with yours just as you would with any Y/N series too, I don't talk about anything looks specific(so far other than war paint and race), so have fun. If/When my character marries or what have you, the story won't end btw .

Marcurio feels like His husband isn't showing him any love.

If its not mainstream I will make it mainstream. Includes Ralof Hodvar Vilkas Farkas Marcurio and Brynjolf. May or may not contain skyrim storylines.

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