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Skyrim!CiceroXReader: To Rebuild a BrotherhoodSkyrim!CiceroXReader: To Rebuild a Brotherhood
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"Oh, Birdie! Cicero has returned with pretty flowers. Most of them are for Mother, but Cicero made sure to get Birdie some, too!" Cicero danced around the Sanctuary and entered his room. He hummed and danced, skipping around the room before finally setting his eyes on your limp body. "Birdie, what are you doing? It's time to be awake right now, not sleeping! You have to keep poor Cicero company. Birdie... Cicero doesn't like this... Birdie, come on!" Cicero began pushing on your shoulders trying to stir you awake, but all the shaking caused a small puddle of blood to pour down your chin.
After a few moments, you began to hear Cicero's mumbles, and felt him shoving on your shoulders. The last thing you remembered was the almost intimate moment you had with the jester before the Listener opened the door, scaring both of you. After another few shoves, you furrowed your brow and asked
Brynjolf X Reader PhysicalBrynjolf x OC
Genre: Romance, Comfort
Warning: Maybe some sexual content in the future.
Beautiful, stealthy and perfect for the his outfit. That's what Brynjolf thought as he saw the theiving young Imperial most every day. If he wasn't someone trained in the art of stealth, he'd have never known she existed.
Upon asking around his sources, not a single person knew who the girl was, and not a single name in all of Skyrim or Cyrodiil matched her description. Of course she had he dark hair, olive skin and the golden-brown eyes like a lot of the Imperials, but the scars, the way she moved, her features, they were different.
It was clear: she worked in the shadows. And she knew what she was doing.
But the problem with that was, she could take down this whole city with her skills. So, there were two options, get her caught, or get her in on his operation.
He preferred the latter. And he knew exactly how to do it.
Imprinted - Chapter 1My Shield-brother
Lupina walked into Jorrvaskr and found Vilkas and Kodlak were stood with each other. Vilkas looked up at Lupina as did Kodlak.
"Vilkas says you're good." Kodlak smiled. "So this is the task you're getting." Farkas walked through the door then, and Lupina looked up at him. His grey eyes found hers and he quickly aborted and looked up at Kodlak.
"Good timing, Farkas." Kodlak smiled, and then turned his attention to Lupina again. "I want you to go the Dustman's Cairn, and retrieve a fragment of Wuurthrad from there." Farkas immediately objected.
"But Kodlak!" He protested. "It is much too dangerous for her to go alone!" Kodlak looked up at Farkas.
"And that, my son, is why you will be her shield-brother." Lupina looked up at this.
"Shield-brother?" She repeated. "What's that?" Farkas looked down at her.
"I'll explain to you later." He murmured. "For now, let's head to Dustman's Cairn." Lupina hesitated, then nodded, and followed him out of the door.
"So " Lupina sa
PrussiaxReaderxCanada Adventures in Skyrim Ch. 1CHAPTER 1: REBIRTHING
Your vision was blurred, and you attempted to move. Your body creaked and you fell back to the ground with a sob. You cried out in pain, nearly every bone in your body splintered and broken. Snow fell softly around you. So this is how I die you thought as your salty tears froze to your cheek. Blinking slowly your vision heightened slightly, revealing a dragon in the distance.
I can't die, not like this! You moaned pitifully, the cold, dry air making your throat raw. "Help..." You called weakly, your body going still and numb.
The roar of the mighty dragon grew closer, and you could hear its wings flapping little over 50 yards away. Fire ripped through the atmosphere, and you stared at your surroundings, frozen. You were in a swamp, near Morthal. You had defeated some nearby vampires only to be attacked by a Sabre Cat, which rendered you near death. A health potion was just out of your reach; if
only you could reach it. Your ribs were co
Imprinted - PrologueImprinted
The first time the Nord walked upon the earth of Whiterun, she felt a strange zing in the air, as though something were to happen here. She would walk through the street throughout the day for weeks, completing tasks set by the Jarl. She was dragonborn - an ultra-rare type of person. Dragonborn was able to summon dragons, halt dragons and force them to land, travel at unbelievable speeds almost anything you could imagine that was associated with a dragon. The Nord knew she was different, and all those around her knew she was different, but she didn't know of this special power she had, nor of the dragonborn. She found herself, one day, standing in front of an ancient, tavern-like structure. The building was completely made of wood. Out of curiosity, she crept forward, and set the door ajar. From then on, her life changed completely.
Formerly known from the Dark Brotherhood, The Nord, Lupina, stepped inside the ancient building. She was quickly greeted by an ol
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