Historias de Skyrimromance

[Various x Reader] "Skyrim and Warcraft, both are a world of strife and ripped apart by war. There is little to no room for true love... or is it?". These are one shot romance stories from these two games, I saw these stuff are pretty low count in my opinion so I decided to make one.

A new prophecy arises, when all is lost, the Daughter of Azura will bear the Chosen Queen of Cyrodiil, and the Last Septim will take the throne. Princess Cirilla Septim-Mede, next Empressof Tamriel. Part 1 Cirilla escapes the war waging in Cyrodiil. She joins Bishop who teaches her how to survive (seeing as she's never left the Imperial City). Soon enough- the princess finds herself falling for the ranger- despite the fact knowing she can never have him. Her feelings of love only grow- but her heart is broken upon Bishop abandoning her after learning she must go to Skuldufan. Part 2 After Alduin is destroyed, Cirilla- now going by Ciri, has dyed her hair with mud in order to conceal her identity. Ciri returns to Riverwood to find heartbreak as Bishop seems to have moved on. Ciri returns to Cyrodiil and journeys to see friend and confidant, Countess Rigmor of Bruma. When she learns her friend is in need of her help, her only fear being her identity being revealed. Part 3 When Rigmor's ancestry to Titus Mede I is revealed, she is exiled to Roscrea. Ciri rushes to help her running into Bishop on her way, a fight breaks out and she throws the wolf ring at him. Part 4 Upon arrival at the fishing village on Roscrea, Sethri tells Ciri and Rigmor that Bruma is under siege, the two rush to the docks and seek help from a fisherman. Their voyage is cut off as they are soon boarded by pirates, demanding that the Countess Rigmor and the Dragonborn board their ship. Discovering that Casius Varon is the Captain, Ciri remains in the cabin in conference with Varon. Varon explains they would never have found them had it not been for a Ranger and his wolf. Part 5 Reunited with Bishop, Ciri decides it is time to take back the empire. Traveling to Falkreath, Ciri, Bishop, and Rigmor request Yngol join them in Bruma with Sorella. The siege is ongoing, Ser Robere is captured. Ciri and Rigmor travel to Table Mountain. Part 6 Ciri decides its time to take back her empire

Short stories that I write in my free time involving settings and scenes that do not take place directly in the main story. Some of these are blasts to the past or just looks into different relationships. Sometimes I get bit by the writing bug for something not main story related and will put it here.

Escaping the clutch of a Thalmor lunatic, Iona finds herself in a strange country. Skyrim might neighbor her home of Highrock but it is far from what she knows. Meeting a handsome Ranger along the way, she needs to navigate life, love and a freaky voice.

Request some x readers you want me to do! I am pretty passionate about Skyrim, but it might take me a while to write one. Since I don't know the plot or have to understand the character more. (Based on who I'm writing about) OPEN FOR REQUESTS! So far I wrote Aela x Female!Reader Bishop x Heroic!Reader Vex x Reader x Bishop (½) Agmaer x reader (½) Vilkas x Nord!Reader Casavir x reader Cael x reader + some boyfriend scenarios And more! As you notice, I mainly write gxg fanficts because I am romantically attracted to girls and gxg ones are cute af. So yeah, judge me all you want.

This is the journal of Freya a Nordic goddess and her adventures in Skyrim. (I do not own anything but my oc Freya) This is my first time publishing anything I have written.

Hope you like it!

Veara has always liked to help people. After her seven years in a dungeon she has tried to keep herself from reaching out but hasn't had great luck. Luckily for Tristan though as he needed someone to delve with him into a den filled with rabid wolves and bandits to recover his best friend and last family member; Fenrir. *After the ruckus we caused outside I hoped we could quiet down enough to sneak. After distracting and neutralizing the doorman, we found Fenrir. A more orange toned wolf than I was used to, growling at me. Of course he could tell as most animals do. While Tristan looted the corpse of the doorman I snarled at Fenrir and snapped quietly as I could. He didn't back down till I bashed the side of the cage. "Keep it down." Tristan hissed. Then, noticed his wolf in the cage next to me.* Disclaimer: This is a FanFiction of the Skyrim mod "Skyrim Romance" by Mara. I changed a few things for my benefit but most of the credit goes to their team. This was just a way for me to create something and practice writing.

A nice little compilation of some Skyrim-inspired oneshots and short stories that I've written in the past few months. (May contain some lemons) Accepting requests for character x character, character x reader, and so on.

The story began when the former mighty Dragon Priest as well as the first Dragonborn, Miraak, was kidnapped by the last Dovahkiin he sought to kill. With their hands on each other's throat, both Dovahkiin ventured toward a path they never thought they could take.

When Bishop meets a girl, who looks like no race he's seen, he's curious. She doesn't know that place at all, the people or how to handle any weapon. He knows she's even more pathetic than most women, but she isn't those girly wenches he's seen everywhere. He tries to figure her out, trying everything and anyway to get her to talk.

No one ever mentions the world of Skyrim from a simple's guard perspective. Dae Verlick is just that until he meets the Dragonborn, and a new life blooms for him: one that is exciting and adventurous. The arrow in his knee won't stop him from falling in love with both her. (Whiterun Guard cover image by MichalKus- http://michalkus.deviantart.com/art/Skyrim-Whiterun-Guard-493801527 )

bishop and the dragonborn decide to stop off at the nightingale Inn before continuing the trip to winterhold. being the clever girl she is, the great dragonborn gets drunk. bishop is there to the rescue! Image not mine. More inside!

[Continuation of my book "Of Fond Memories" but it's entirely dedicated for Skyrim oneshots only, unlike my first book which was about both WoW and Skyrim] In a world which is under the constant threat of the Daedra, the civil war of Imperial and Stormcloak, and only recently, the dragons. There is little room to appreciate kindness, let alone "love"... or is it?