#I have started doing mephala and hircine

[zuutiomi]

Lady of the Light

[hircines-hunter]

TES Crushes

Which NPCs in TES (all games included!) do you crush on, and why? They don't have to be marriage candidates (in vanilla), just people you find yourself blushing around. Hell, it could be a Deadric Prince if that's what you're into. Name them and say what about them you find appealing! Then feel free to tag a friend or two!

Don't be afraid to reiterate what someone else has said if you happen to like the same characters

Tagged by @skyrim-forever @theoneandonlysemla @pocket-vvardvark

Tagging @mavariel @umbracirrus @sulphuricgrin @moriche @silly-little-diary @bougainvillea-and-saltwater @illumiera @rakimaiirisa (no pressure)

Farkas is my number one. He will always be my number one. First of all, he’s nice to you after you join. And he’s tall and big. He may not be the smartest but I see him as incredibly patient and kind to a fault. Also like…. Excuse me Werewolf!? I love that so much…. Werewolf Husband. He gives the best hugs in all of Whiterun! You can change my mind.

Aela…. Oh aela. You are wonderful and beautiful. And so incredibly lesbian. And the red hair? A werewolf? Independent? Strong. Definitely knows how to have a good time! We can go camping and on hunting trips forever. Please turn me into a werewolf.

Maven Black-Briar - I’m not sure if I have words…. Or a proper explanation for this. I’ve always loved her. If the men in Skyrim can do the same thing and get love and attention, then this woman deserves it as well. So, I will always be by her side forever.

Mephala- listen…. Just listen…… okay….. she’s like tall. And pretty. And I love spiders. And she has extra arms to hug me with.

Abnur Tharn - from the moment I laid eyes on this motherfucker and heard his voice….. my OC for Abnur started a joke but…. Yeah…. She’s not anymore….

Naryu knife wife knife wife knife wife knife wife

Lyris - please. I want her to carry me everywhere. And I just ….. I’m in love with her so much….. move over Sai, I’m here. (Sorry everyone…. I’m sorry. She’s lesbian to me…. I can’t ship with anyone else but my other vestige…..)

Hircine - werewolf daddy….. need I say more?

Lady Arabelle - she can come over with a bottle of wine and whisper sweet nothings all day to me………… I love her. I love her….. I love her so much. We love an old lady in this house….. milf? Nah nah… gilf!

[cheeseandstrawberrytartlover]

Rating the Daedric Princes, but It's about how likely you would be able to have a sexual or romantic relationship with them. (Partially hc, partially canon)

0 being not likely (alias you have to do lots of impressing), 10 being very likely

This is my opinion. Feel free to post your opinion in reblogs or in discussions.

Let us start with the least likely:

*gag* - Molag Bal (No.)

0 - Hermaeus Mora (Hc this bitch as aro/ace tho some Miraak hc about Hermi are interesting....)

1 - Hircine (I feel like a relationship could be on the table, but... also hc him as aro/ace)

1 - Jyggalag (Sharing a spot. Hc him as ace spec and aro spec)

2 - Malacath (Mostly cares about his children more)

2 - Meridia (Another ace hc? Damn. The vibes I got from 4E Meridia are that she gave up on mortals. Sorry.)

2 - Namira (Not too interested in mortals)

3 - Nocturnal (Hasn't had a relationship with a mortal in years. She has many things to do, of course.)

4 - Clavicus Vile (More interested in himself, but... a mortal as an accessory would be nice)

5 - Boethiah (Not as hard to impress, oh but be careful not to leave her angry if you break up with her)

5 - Mehrunes Dagon (Busy trying to destroy things rather than build a relationship)

6 - Azura (Already in mortal business, so why not also be... in other mortal business~)

6-7 - Sheogorath (Depends on the type and time of day, darling. Not hard to impress, tho)

7 - Vaermina (Known for her lovers)

8 - Peryite (Sad Daedra. Deserves love. Be careful not to get sick, tho)

9-10 - Mephala (If you do not mind to join her many lovers and her polycule)

9-10 - Sanguine (Obvious reason)

[datorchoe]

For my IRL TES AU I’ve been thinking about, I think I’m gonna make the Daedric Princes billionaires instead of Gods. I just think it would be interesting. For instance: 

Azura got all of her money from her chain of planetariums and aerospace museums. She has one of the biggest planetariums in the world. 

Boethiah got all of their money via funding private militias and the military. They are now owed a lot of money. Also nobody has ever seen them. Their like the mafia at this point. 

Clavicus Vile got all of his cash by buying out a ton of people and committing tax fraud. His charisma and stuff helped that out A L O T. He knows big people and can get things done. 

Hermaeus Mora is one of the biggest writers to ever exist. You name it, he’s written about it. He also owns and operates some of the largest libraries on the planet. People pay HIM to put their books in his libraries. 

Hircine made all of his wealth and fame in hunting and food production. Many have called him a poacher, but he believes that the food is needed. He provides most of the meat produce all over the world. 

Jygalaag is a former billionaire. He ran a massive law firm back in the day. If you were in court against them, its best you just give up. But, he was bought out by Sheogorath. 

Malacath doesn’t have money per say, but he is VERY famous. Big civil rights activist and is kind of an underdog, but that's why people like him. 

Mehrunes Dagon made all of his money in construction, most specifically prisons. He builds everything, but he's most known for building some of the worlds largest prisons. 

Mephala deals in mostly shady organizations. Like, everyone knows her name, but no one knows who she really is. She just sort of “appeared” out of no where with a ton of money. 

Meridia made all of her money killing our boys in like, backstreet healing methods. Basically the equivalent of Gwenyth Paltro. She sells snake oil basically. She also dabbles in light fixtures. 

Molag Bal is kind of like Mephala. He just kind of appeared one day with a ton of cash and started his own, very biased, news channel. They completely twist and turn stories and piss off everyone in the process. 

Namira made her money in the corpse business. Starting out by building mourtuaries, she then created a school for people aspiring to be coroners or mortitions. They call her the “Death Queen” as she owns almost everything having to do with death. 

Peryite is a VERY influential scientist. He could probably solve any issue you bring to him, but its hard to convince him to do so. He also owns a number of laboratories where they do...questionable experiments. 

Sanguine is the night-club conasuer. He owns a VERY high-end club called “The Realms of Revelry.” He also has his own alcohol brand called “Horns”. Also secretly created a line of s*x toys but we won’t talk about that. 

Sheogorath got his money by buying out Jygalaag’s law firm, sucking all the money out of it, and making it a clothing line. Haskill and Dyus were the only two to not get fired so now they gotta promote Sheo’s clothes. His bro bro Sanguine promotes his clothes in his club too. 

Vaermina made all of her money in the film industry. More specifically, horror films. She has made some of the scariest horror films on the planet, and had museums built so that people could participate in the movies themselves. Everyone is terrified of her. 

Let me know your thoughts or if you have other ideas. 

[uesp]

If you were to rank the daedric princes in terms of power, who would fall where?

This is a tricky question, because we have one clear objective answer, and according to Google, 355,687,428,096,000 subjective lists. That’s a fairly big number, but it gets worse because we don’t necessarily know how many Daedric Princes exist. 

The objective answer is “it depends on the writer”. As a few examples of this, sometimes Clavicus Vile is so weak that he can hardly interact with the world around him, other times he’s casually eradicating villages for fun. We’ve seen Hircine casually hijack reality for his own amusement multiple times, but he can also be beaten in a standup fight at the same time, and we’ve been told that he was originally the “weakest” of the bunch. Peryite is sometimes depicted as being the “weakest” Prince, other times he’s treated as the archdemon of Tamriel. Molag Bal is somehow able to go toe to toe with the power of the combined Aedra, and at other points has trouble doing much more than pranking some priest with a haunted house. They are going to be as strong or weak as the story requires, basically.

So instead of trying to open that can of worms today, we’re going to open an entirely different can of worms, and judge them based on their fashion sense.

#17 -- Azura (DISQUALIFIED)

Azura is immediately disqualified from this contest for cheating, because of COURSE she would. Her fashion sense is essentially just the Dunmer fashion sense. This is mostly because she expresses her will through possession often enough, so her “chosen” outfit is usually just whatever that person chose to wear that day. Honestly this might be the worst thing she has ever done, and she cursed the entire population of Morrowind to die because of the actions of three people.

#16 -- Hermaeus Mora

You have to play the game if you want points, and Mora doesn’t play the game. Hermaeus Mora, a terrifying monstrosity from beyond the void, doesn’t play dress up. His commitment to himself is respectable, but this contest is about their fashion sense.

#15 -- Jyggalag

Jyggalag is the kind of person we could have told about this contest in advance, given him plenty of time to prepare, only to have him show up wearing the same armor as always. It’s not that he doesn’t care, he cares FAR too much, but he has about the same imagination capacity as the rest of this metaphor when we compare him to “someone without much imagination at all”.

#14 -- Molag Bal 

Molag Bal’s relationship with clothing can be best described as “generally opposed”, and his fashion sense suffers from that. He is much more interested in tearing clothing off over finding something that matches his complexion. Molag Bal is an awful person.

#13 -- Meridia

Meridia is powerful enough to hijack the sun for her own purposes, and she still dresses like she shoplifts from Goodwill. Meridia, you’re supposed to oppose the undead, stop dressing like you are one.

#12 -- Malacath

Malacath was never going to win this contest, something he’s very fine with. Malacath may not even make it to the top half of the list, but he earns a small amount of personal respect for literally not caring about that fact at all.

#11 -- Namira

What the hell Namira? Sincerely, you may be in the back half of the contest but only SLIGHTLY. Of all the Princes who would have taken a dive to lose this thing, it really should have been you. Namira places on our eleventh spot, but she SHOULD have been at last place. She dresses adequately. Nothing overly fancy, but nothing truly ragged as expected from NAMIRA. I can’t believe you let Azura take last place from you.

#10 -- Peryite

Peryite has a small collection of forms. His favorite outfit is his dragon appearance, but he has also been known to use various foul creatures to appear. He understands his gimmicks well, throws some variety in there, and even has “formal wear”. A generally competent performance, and all we can expect from the only Prince with a real job. Bravo!

#9 -- Mehrunes Dagon

Mehrunes Dagon breaks through the pack of back half thanks to one thing and one thing only... he works it. He knows the poses, how to make an entrance, how to hold himself. It really is unfortunate he is in the triumvirate of Princes who only really wear loincloths if anything at all, alongside Molag Bal and Malacath. If he worked in some capes, some armor, he could have been a fierce contender for a top spot.

#8 -- Clavicus Vile

As we head into the top half of our list we start running into difficulties. Everyone after this point REALLY does try. At least usually. Which takes us to Clavicus Vile, and we really need to ask, what’s going on? Clavicus has a degree of style to him, but it’s just missing... je ne sais quoi. It’s hard to put your finger on it exactly. So really, this spot is going to Barbas, because he’s a good boy!

#7 -- Vaermina

Vaermina’s appearance does get the notion of “Dream Demon” across, so she scores highly with consistency and just a degree of variety. I feel like she could have won this, but she just doesn’t get the limelight enough for the Daedra who literally interacts with every person on an almost nightly basis. Vaermina loses, but from no fault of her own.

#6 -- Sanguine

Sanguine gets points for variety, which is exactly what he’s about. There’s a lot of forms of pleasure out there, and Sanguine definitely experiments with his wardrobe. I’m going with the Skyrim appearance, but that’s due to the platform. Sanguine would prefer to be strutting with his golden staff of a naked lady, but Tumblr has a problem with that apparently.

#5 -- Sheogorath

Sheogorath, smart dresser, true to himself... and barely lost this. Sheogorath seemed to forget something very important about himself, and that is that he dresses smart to lead people down the Golden Path. Instead, he’s been mostly lounging in some variety of his robes from the Shivering Isles for the last thirteen years, with very few exceptions. Sheogorath may have thrown this contest away, but he still gets the fifth spot.

#4 -- Mephala

This is a painful one, which is appropriate considering we’re dealing with Mephala. Mephala has some fantastic appearances that have been just absolutely impressive, she knows who she is and how to present herself. She even had her own fashion line. She did not podium, though. Mephala ranks at #4 instead of higher for two reasons. She keeps forgetting to do stuff, for one. Mephala is “around”, but just not enough. It feels like her best showing is still to come. Secondly, there have been some “off” appearances where it really just seems like she wasn’t into it. A bit more flair, and she would have been competing for a top spot.

#3 -- Nocturnal

Nocturnal gets the bronze because she basically hits every point we can ask her too. She is consistent but still a degree of variety, she has a fairly strong presence in the series, and she knows how to steal a scene. Nocturnal is coming into her own, but she just didn’t have enough of a presence in the earlier installments of the series to win outright.

#2 -- Boethiah

Boethiah earned a top spot just for the wardrobe. Just an absolute ton of variety, Boethiah has fun appearing in new and interesting ways. Really knows how to make an appearance too, usually extremely memorable and just all around fun. Boethiah just barely lost outright to our number one spot, because of a lack of lengthier appearances. A one scene wonder, but a great one.

#1 -- Hircine

Hircine is the winner for most stylish Daedric Prince, and with a safe margin! Hircine uses different appearances to make each scene memorable, and adjusts it to match the occasion. He even usually morphs reality to better fit the tone he’s going for. He really knows how to hold himself, he steals each scene with the atmosphere he oozes. And most of all, he is OUR PRINCE. Hircine has made time for us again and again, he’s even fought us before and made it a fair fight to keep things interesting! He praises us when we ignore his orders, but respects our cooperation when we provide it. Hircine is a class act of a Prince, and one stylish fellow.

[afni-fics]

Elder Scrolls DC - A Reluctant Dragonborn - Chapter 15: Not of This World (Part 2)

Elder Scrolls DC - A Reluctant Dragonborn - Chapter 15: Not of This World (Part 2) by C_R_Scott Chapters: 15/? Fandom: Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, Red Robin (Comics), DCU (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Tim Drake, Lucien Flavius Additional Tags: Crossover, Crossovers & Fandom Fusions, Skyrim/DCU crossover, Reluctant Dovahkiin | Dragonborn, Not Beta Read, Alternate Universe - Skyrim Fusion, Modded Skyrim, Skyrim Spoilers, Tim Drake is Dragonborn | Dovahkiin, Batfamily-centric (DCU), Tim Drake-centric

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Summary:

More information is revealed between Tim and Lucien as they rest for the night after escaping Bleak Falls Barrow.

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Tim had been feeling uneasy since he asked Lucien if he had a copy of a world map. While listening to the scholar's story and history, he became curious about this land called Cyrodiil. From what he could gather, it was somewhere beyond Skyrim, but the further Lucien went into his stories, the more frustrated he became.

Having no frame of reference for any of the locations was bothering him.

Knowing so little in general about this world he was trapped in made him feel extremely uneasy.

So... He asked, "Do you have a map of the world?"

The map Lucien spread out across that stone floor was a functional work of art. As Tim studied the map of Tamriel, a part of him was awed that someone had created such a beautiful detailed thing by hand with just pen and ink on parchment. He felt similarly about the parchment map of Skyrim he had sitting folded neatly in his own bag.

It was beautiful.

But it wasn't a map of any country on Earth. 

A part of Tim had been harboring a small hope that perhaps he was dealing with some sort of Multiverse-shenanigans. Perhaps he was on an alternate Earth where sword and sorcery were king instead of science and technology? Or maybe there was time travel high jinks in play? This world was clearly set on some sort of medieval timeline. Magic and dragons loomed large in old legends in Europe, so perhaps there was a kernel of truth to the fairy tales?

But as Tim studied the map, trying to find any familiar shape among the coastlines, lakes, and mountain ranges, he felt his heart sink.

His face must have been reflecting the encroaching despair that had been chasing him ever since Helgen as Lucien's voice disturbed the silence. "Does nothing on that map look familiar to you?" Then, a bit later, Lucien asked "Then... Where on Nirn do you come from, if not from Tamriel?"

In that moment, Tim decided to take a chance. He looked at Lucien and asked, genuinely, "Nirn? Is that another continent, or is that the name of the entire world?"

As Lucien stared at him in disbelieve, jaw working to form a response but no words escaping him, Tim felt a wave of regret wash over him. He chuckled humorlessly and shook his head. "Shit. Shouldn't have opened my big mouth. You probably think I'm crazy or stupid."

Finally Lucien found his voice. "No. Of course not!"

Tim gave him a deadpan, "don't try and bullshit me" stare.

Lucien sighed. "Well... Perhaps a touch of madness is on the table as a possibility, but certainly not stupidity! The expression of your intelligence in the Barrows was quite indisputable." The scholar took a measured breath and tee-peed his fingers in front of his face, tapping his lips with the apex of his joined fingertips. "Honestly, I was leaning more heavily towards some type of memory loss triggered by the trauma you experienced at Helgen." He looked at Tim over his fingertips.

Tim smiled wearily. "That might make a nice plausible cover-story later on, if anyone asks about my past," he mused. 

"But that's not it..."

"No. That's not it." Tim looked over Lucien appraisingly, trying to mentally gauge how much he should and shouldn't tell the scholar. Then he got an idea. He pulled out his own journal as well as a quill and a bottle of ink. Then he set to work carefully sketching the basic forms of all the known continents of his Earth from memory. Once the shapes of the large land masses were set, he added more details, such as borders between major countries and the locations of major cities along with their names. Lucien watched him work with great curiosity. 

Once he was done, Tim took a steadying breath before he offered Lucien the drawing. "This is a map of the continents of the place I come from," he admitted solemnly. Tim pointed to the dot on the North American continent he had labeled "Gotham City". "And this city is my home." He looked to Lucien. "In your studies, have you ever seen any land masses or maps that are similar to any of these places?"

Carefully, Lucien took the journal and held it a little closer to the light from the campfire. As he studied the rough drawing, his brow furrowed and absent-mindedly he stroked his mustache and goatee as his expression became more thoughtful and inward. After a few quiet moments, the scholar shook his head slight. "I'm sorry. I have studied a fair number of historic maps over the years, but I've never seen any that resemble the land masses displayed here." Lucien set the open journal down next to his own map of Tamriel, so he could look at both at the same time, arms crossed across his chest as he still let his eyes wander from one map to the other.

The silence between the two of them was agonizing to Tim. He could feel a coil of anxiety tightening in his chest, though he tried to keep it suppressed and his expression neutral. "What are you thinking Lucien?" He finally worked up the nerve to ask.

Lucien closed his eyes. "I... don't know yet," he admitted. "I don't have enough information." He finally looked up at Tim. "If you are comfortable with it, can I ask you a few questions?"

Tim nodded, even as he drew his cloak a little closer around himself, as if he was cold even despite the roaring fire in front of him, looking more guarded than forthcoming.

Lucien pulled out his own journal and flipped to a clean page. Then he began to voice a few questions, keeping them with a simple yes/no format. 

"I'm going to give you a list of names. Let me know if any of them are familiar to you. Yes or no answers will suffice."

Tim nodded. 

"Azura?" 

"No."

"Boethia?" 

"No."

"Clavicus Vile?" '

Tim tilted his head. "I know the word 'vile".

Lucien paused in his notes. "But as the name of a being?" 

Tim shook his head.

"Hm... " Lucien murmured thoughtfully. He went down the rest of the list of Tamriel's known Daedric Princes.

Hermaeus Mora. 

Hircine. 

Malacath.

Mehrunes Dagon. 

Mephala.

Meridia. 

Molag Bal. 

Namira. 

Nocturnal. 

Peryite. 

Sanguine. 

Sheogorath. 

Varemina.

To each name, aside from recognizing "nocturnal" and "sanguine" as common words, but not necessarily proper nouns, Tim responded in the negative. He clearly had no knowledge of the Daedra Lords of Oblivion. 

Lucien then moved on. He offered Tim another list of names. It was going to be shorter this time, just the list of the Eight Divines.

"Let's start off with Akatosh--"

"Akatosh..." Tim echoed as memory shards darted through his mind. 

                  ... an ancient temple?                                           ... "A-ka-tosh?"                                                             ..."Dude?! You can read that?"                                                ... "Detective?! What are you--"                                 "DOVAHKIIN!!!"...                                             ... "MEYZ NU YSMIR, DOVAHSEBROM!...                                                                                  ..."ROB!"...                                                                            ... "TIM!!!"                                                                                     ... FALLING!!!..

"Timothy?! Timothy can you hear me?!"

Tim felt hands on his shoulders, shaking him... Until he realized he was the one trembling, and Lucien's hands were trying to hold him steady. Lucien's eyes were wide with concern.

"Lucien?" 

The scholar breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness. You went catatonic the moment I mentioned Akatosh. Are you alright?"

Tim buried his face in his hands. The shaking was settling, but not completely gone. "I... don't know," he admitted. "That name... it's familiar, but my memories." He groaned as he felt the spike of a migraine building behind his eyes the harder he tried to remember. "I can't sort them out. Like they've been ripped to pieces. Hurts..."

Lucien pressed a hand to Tim's forehead and noticed he seemed to be far warmer than normal. He frowned. "Here now. I think that's enough for tonight. You are still injured and you need to rest." He helped to lay out Tim's bedroll, despite the weak protests from the younger man. "We'll start off in the morning to Whiterun and as soon as we finish dropping off that Dragonstone with the Jarl's wizard, you're going straight to the temple for proper healing. I think your luck's run out regarding that burn not becoming infected."

Tim tried to protest, but he felt so physically, mentally, and emotionally wrung out. Gingerly, he laid himself down and drew his cloak around himself to stay warm. "Lucien?" 

"Yes?" Lucien had taken a length of linen wrap from Tim's bag and soaked it with water from the rain still falling outside their shelter. He knelt beside Tim and placed the cool compress on his forehead.

"Do you think I'm crazy?"

The scholar gave him a reassuring smile. "I think... I don't believe you're crazy, but I do think you have experienced something that neither of us can quite explain. Don't worry... Once we've completed your task and once you are healed, I will help you find your truth."

That seemed to reassure Tim enough that he finally relaxed to a point where he could let exhaustion drag him under into unconsciousness.

***

Once Lucien was assured that Timothy was fast asleep, he went back to the maps on the ground, and also to both their journals. After a quick glance to make sure his companion was still resting, Lucien picked up Tim's journal and flipped back to the start of the book and read over the few earlier entries that existed. His brow furrowed at some of the contents he read.

"January 23, 20XX... 24 hour days? Is he's on a different measure of time?"

"Gotham... That's name of his home city, but where is that from? His map of his world is so strange? Could it be a land from a plane of Oblivion? But which one, and how? Could it be there's an active Oblivion Gate somewhere in Skyrim? Terrifying thought...."

"Also... Is it possible he is from Nirn, but crossed paths with a Daedric Lord and just didn't realize it? Sheogorath's touch perhaps? But those who are touched by the mad god are usually completely manic or violently insane. Timothy, by comparison, seems quite in control of his mental faculties, if a bit confused at most."

"Medieval? What does that word mean?"

"Oy... no wonder he bristled at the mention of the Imperial Legion... Better be careful when we make our way back to Solitude. He might react poorly if we're approached by anyone that looks like a soldier."

"Clearly no understanding of potions or magic. Maybe they don't exist where he comes from? Hm... Seems the same way regarding Septims as well. Likely different monetary units in his homeland."

After reading the only four entries in the book, Lucien felt marginally guilty about reading Tim's private thoughts, but now he had a little bit more information about his travelling companion.

Too bad he ended up with more questions than answers.

"Who is this young man, and where is his homeland located?"

"How did he get to Skyrim, and for what reason was he brought?"

"Why did he react so unusually to the mention of Akatosh?"

"Is it possible a Divine or a Daedric Lord is involved somehow?"

"How can we get him home?"

Timothy Drake-Wayne was certainly an intriguing puzzle he really, really wanted to solve.

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Warning: This is being pantsed more than plotted, and this is not beta read. We'll see where this journey takes us. Mostly I'm just doing this for my own amusement.

Note1: If you have any questions about the playthrough and Tim's feelings/experiences that aren't described in the chapters, please ask me in the comments. I'll do my best to answer your questions as best I can.

Note2: Dragon Tongue Translations: - DOVAHKIIN - Dragonborn - MEYZ NU YSMIR, DOVAHSEBROM - Come now Ysmir, Dragon of the North ***** So ends the evening of rest before making their way back to Whiterun.

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[bitchwhoreofastorm]

a birthday gift for the much-loved @ayrenn​, who taught me so much about TES over the years. hope you had a good one! 

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Long long ago, back before Morrowind was even called Morrowind, the land of Resdayn was a great playpen for the Daedra. Very many important spirits sent their champions to the land so that they could all battle it out. Boethiah had her champion, and Mephala had her champion, and Azura had her champion, and Hermaeus Mora his, and Mehrunes Dagon his own, and even dead Lorkhan sent a piece of himself to get in on all the fun. Among Oblivion, it was well-known that anyone who was anyone was involved with the First Council.

So one day Clavicus Vile, the Child-God, began to wonder why he, too, shouldn't have a hand in the First Council. He had never much been interested in Morrowind, and until then had been happy to play cards with Morihaus and meddle with Hircine's Valenwood affairs. But when he glanced to his neighbor Boethiah's realm and saw how much fun she was having, he thought to himself: 'It's not fair that they get to have so much fun!' For Clavicus Vile is a very greedy Prince, and whatever someone else has, he shall start to covet, even if he cared not for it before. 

So it was that covetous Clavicus Vile decided that he’d ruin the fun of the other Princes and, in doing so, have a little fun of his own. These entertaining mortals were yet mortals, and they could easily be lead to cause their own ruin. In particular, the beloveds of Boethiah, Azura and Mephala were full of desire and hubris, and they were right in the thick of things, too, ripe for their own downfall.

So, Clavicus Vile went to Resdayn to destroy the Tribunal.

He appeared first to Almalexia, the Warrior-Queen of the Chimer who Boethiah so doted on. He found Almalexia in Mournhold's gardens surrounded by trees heavy with many colourful fruit. "Greetings, mortal," said he with a courteous bow. "I am Clavicus Vile, Daedric Prince of granting power through invocations and pacts. How would you like to make a deal?"

Almalexia regarded this with healthy suspicion. "I am the wife of the Hortator and the mother of the nation. My children may lack for many things in life, but I give more than I take. Why should I make a deal with you?"

"Your husband is a great man, but you are a greater woman still, and it seems unfair to me, Elf-Queen, that you should waste your life being a prop for a caravan guard. Make a deal with me, mortal, and I can grant you power that would see you alone exalted!"

This caught Almalexia's attention, because Clavicus Vile spoke truly: Almalexia had been a Queen before her marriage, while Nerevar was but a commoner, and for him to be elevated above her greatly hurt her pride. "You have a point," she conceded to the Daedra. "I alone should have the throne, and it is only right for me to have more power than him. But all things come with a cost. What price would you have me pay?"

"Your husband keeps a shrine to Azura in his chambers," said Clavicus Vile. "And on that shrine is a cup. I want you to steal that cup for me! It is a Daedric Artefact and very precious to Azura, and I want it for my own." Now, from a pocket of his flowing toga Clavicus Vile produced three tall columnar candles, with gilded inlays and pristine white wicks. "Take my candles," he bid Almalexia, who did so, "And when you have stolen the cup, use them to invoke me, and I shall make you the most powerful mer in Resdayn!"

With Almalexia so dealt with, Clavicus Vile went next to Sotha Sil, the Mage, that capricious wayward child of Azura whose meddlings in Oblivion were the vexation of all Daedra. He found Sotha Sil in a laboratory deep beneath the ocean, surrounded by all manner of chittering skittering mechanical beings. "Greetings, mortal," said Clavicus Vile with a curtsy, "I am Clavicus Vile, Daedric Prince of granting power through invocations and pacts. How would you like to make a deal?"

Sotha Sil regarded this with a decent amount of intellectual curiosity. "I would be interested in making a deal," said Sotha Sil, "But the Hortator has charged me with inventing new war magics for the good of the nation, and wasting time with Daedric dalliances would set me back in my work. Why should I make a deal with you?"

"Nerevar is a great warrior, but he is a simpleton and a commoner and does not understand the ways of magic. Indeed, you taught him all he knows! How is it fair that you pursue his interests and not yours? You are a great intellect, and you should be free to research whatever you find interesting. Indeed, Nerevar is so ignorant, he would not even know you aren't serving his cause!"

Sotha Sil scratched his bearded chin and contemplated this, for Clavicus Vile spoke truly: Nerevar was a worldly man, without formal education and ignorant in the complex vagaries that captivated Sotha Sil. "I am smarter than he," conceded Sil, "And smart enough to know that such deals come with a great cost. What would you ask of me?"

"In Nerevar's room there is a shrine to Azura, and on that shrine there is a cup. It is an enchanted cup, of no use to mortals but great use to Princes, and I could do a great many things with that cup." With a grand flourish of his arms, Clavicus Vile produced a set of elaborate silken robes, cerulean-blue and shining like glass. "Steal the cup and don my robes, and invoke me, and I shall make you the most knowledgeable mer in Resdayn!"

Now that Sotha Sil was taken care of, Clavicus Vile finally went to Vivec, the roguish plaything of Mephala. He found Vivec perched on a lakeside dock in the wilderness, composing poetry while his feet dangled in the cool waters. "Greetings, mortal!" proclamed Clavicus Vile, doffing a hat he'd conjured for the occasion. "I am Clavicus Vile, Daedric Prince of granting power through invocations and pacts. How would you like to make a deal?"

Vivec met this greeting with a broad grin. "Okay, I'll make a deal. What do you want?"

"Nerevar is greatly beloved by all, but he is crass and without romance, while you are fairer and your tongue sweeter than his. Yet everyone loves him and pay no heed to you. Why should he be beloved by all instead of you? Make a deal with me and--" Clavicus Vile paused. "Wait, did you say yes?"

"Sure. What can I get you? For myself, I want a golden lute, five beautiful lovers and the softest bed in creation."

"Now just you wait a minute!" said Clavicus Vile, a little flustered. "I wasn't going to offer you a bed or a lute or five beautiful lovers. Listen here, you hasty little twerp. In Nerevar's chambers, there is a shrine to Azura, and on that shrine is a golden cup. I want that cup!" Clavicus Vile approached Vivec, leaning close and whispering several secret words in his ear. "Steal that cup for me,” he finished, stepping back, “Then use those words to invoke me, and I shall make you the most beloved mer in all Resdayn!"

With his trap so set, Clavicus Vile returned to Oblivion. Now all he had to do was wait patiently for the Tribunal to unmake themselves. Though he always loved seeing mortals engineer their own ruin, this occasion was particularly exciting for the bother it would cause his fellow Princes; he couldn't wait to see the looks on their faces!

He was waiting a long time, as it turned out. A long, long time. In the meantime the Chimer went to war with the Dwemer over something silly, and the other Daedra got upset over various mortal shenanigans, some drama about 'tools' and 'a heart' and 'heresy', but by that time Clavicus Vile's ever-short attention span had already expired, and he'd moved on to messing about with the Direnni in the West.

Finally, at last, Clavicus Vile awoke from a pleasant dream and felt the familiar tug of invocation. "So they have finally undone themselves!" he thought with glee, donning his nicest toga. "How about that, Boethiah and Azura and Mephala? We'll see who gets the last laugh!"

So Clavicus Vile answered the invocation, appearing at a shrine on the dusty ash-covered slopes of a volcano. And he saw, to his horror, that the Tribunal were standing unharmed and healthy before him-- and on the ground by his feet lay Nerevar, stone-dead, wearing Vile's robes and surrounded by Vile's candles!

"There you are!" said Sotha Sil when Vile appeared. He himself wore plain robes and a single heavy gauntlet on one arm. "We wondered when you'd shown up."

"I thought you'd try to betray us," said Almalexia, who was armoured and carrying a hammer, "But you kept your word. I'm impressed."

"We wanted to thank you," said Vivec, wearing netch-leather and a smile, and holding a Dwemeri dagger. "Thank you, Clavicus Vile, you've helped us immensely."

"YOU FOOLS!" Clavicus Vile cried out, horrified. "What have you done? Those gifts were poisoned! How could you use them on the Hortator!"

"We knew they were poisoned from the moment you gave them to us," said Almalexia, haughty.

"But we realized your words held truth," Vivec added, "Nerevar was holding us back. He needed to be gotten rid of."

"Now we're free," proclaimed Sotha Sil with a smile. "We're going to use Kagrenac's Tools and raise ourselves to godhood. We shall be the most powerful, knowledgeable, and beloved mer in Resdayn, just as you promised us."

"So thank you, Clavicus Vile!" Vivec laughed. "Nerevar made us swear a pact with Azura not to use the tools, but you got us off the hook! By breaking the invocation and pact with Azura, we're going to receive a great deal of power!"  

"But this is all wrong!" protested a horrified Clavicus Vile. "I'm the Prince of power gained through pacts, not by breaking them! You were meant to use the gifts on YOURSELVES! I promised you power ALONE! You were supposed to ruin each other!"

"But you kept your side of the bargain," replied Vivec, "And now we'll keep ours." 

So the three approached Clavicus Vile, and Vivec extended his hands, in which was held a single, polished, golden, cup. "The cup, as you asked!"

Clavicus Vile pulled at his hair. "I never wanted the stupid cup!" he shouted, "IT’S NOT EVEN AN ARTIFACT! It’s just a CUP! There's nothing special about it!"  

But Clavicus Vile, aghast and furious and upset beyond mortal comprehension, snatched the cup from Vivec, not wanting to come away empty-handed. Ranting and raving and hurling every insult he could think of at the arrogant mortals, he disappeared and went off to sulk in his realm.

So the Tribunal attained godhood, and they became the most powerful, knowledgeable, and beloved mer in all Resdayn, just as the Child-God had promised. Clavicus Vile, meanwhile, kept the cup that had been stolen on his behalf, and in time he placed a curse on it and threw it back to Morrowind, where it could vex the children of the three mer who were now his most accursed enemies. Clavicus Vile has never forgiven them for foiling his plans, and the cup has come to be called 'Bitter Cup'.

[vampire-kaelthas]

OC Master List

Updated OC Lists (current as of 5/18/20)

Celean- ESO

He's my necromancer vestige! He's about 24 when his story starts, and he got into necromancy when he was 16! He's very much a disaster gay, so much so he becomes a stuttering mess around Jakarn and any man that compliments him. Very sweet but has anxiety.

Ravis- Skyrim

He's a Ohmes-Raht Khajiit! So hes the Dragonborn and Harbinger for the Companions, along with being a veteran for the Civil war. He came to Skyrim as a secret agent of the Empire, being hidden in the ranks of the Thalmor to spy on them. He gets discovered and spends some time in one of the Thalmor prisons which was... less than kind to him. He ends up escaping with Kaidan and goes on to join the Companions and save the world and all that Jazz. He married Kaidan about a year and a half later, with their home being a cottage in the Rift.

Lyandra- Skyrim

She's a snow elf, who lived in with the group of Snow Elves that hid with Gelabor (ok for this I use my headcanon of time traveling elder scrolls just go with it). When the Falmer attacked the Chantry, (around 4e198 for reference) she runs through the tunnels and ends up literally stumbling into a group of Thalmor. After that, for 3 years she was trained by the Thalmor to be an asset. Elenwen saw Lyandra as a daughter, and even throughout her story still saw her as one. Lyandra joins the Dawnguard and is the Dragonborn, and also dabbles with some stuff at the College of Winterhold. She tries to look for more Snow elves for a few years, but gives up when she finds none left in Skyrim. She doesn't end up with anyone, but she has a huge group of friends that basically live at her giant house in the Pale.

Astreae- Skyrim

Astreae is a Breton, and a demi prince of Light and Stars! She gets fought over by both Azura and Meridia (turns out she has one of them further back in her family tree so it's just in her blood). She lived in High Rock before she came to Skyrim to join the Bards College in Solitude. She ends up with Marcurio. She helps rebuild Windhelm, since she loves the old city (hates the racism). She really brings back the life into the city, while keeping the old rustic stone feel.

Athena- Skyrim

Athena is a wood elf who came to Skyrim with their friends and fiancee. They were ambushed by both the Stormcloaks and Imperials, and Athena watched them all fall around them. Their story is long and difficult, with betrayal at every corner. They end up nearly broken, being nursed back to sanity by Serana.

Raven- Skyrim

She was raised by ex-assassins, trained to join the Dark Brotherhood from a young age. She doesn’t know until the events of Skyrim that she’s actually a demi-prince, related to Mephala (who is confused about why their child would look more like a bosmer than a dunmer). She is in the same world as Keian, and ends up being close friends with her. She ends up as Listener, and both her and Keian are Dragonborns

Keian- Skyrim

Keian is a vampire, born at the beginning of the 4th Era. She was raised Markarth, and lived as an Alchemist in the hills. She was turned when she was out hunting for ingredients. After that, she fled Skyrim and stayed with a small clan in High Rock until 4e201, when she left to explore the world. She is obsessed with history and, along with funds donated by Raven, rebuilds most of the Chantry of Auri-El to give snow elves a home once again when they are found. 

Seline- Skyrim

One of my Half Dragon dragonborns. She was born in the Imperial City, to 2 normal Imperials. She’s dragonborn and ends up as Arch Mage. She does go through the dawnguard questline, but only because she was looking for rare books and finds Serana instead. She ends up living with Serana in Winterhold, where they rebuild the city and make it a haven for wizards and nonviolent vampires. 

Nikoli- Skyrim

Another one of my half dragon ocs, but he was born with the features instead of them coming in later in life. His mother is a Nord and his father is a high elf. He grew up with his mother, far from society until he was 12. From then on he lived at the Rorikstead Inn. When Erik turns 19, he and Nikoli leave to become mercenaries.

Kiliana Ebon-Talon -Skyrim 

She’s a pure Nord, born and raised in Falkreath. She lived with her parents her entire life. When she was 20, she came home from a weekend of hunting to find her parents murdered. She left town after that, drinking her grief away and avoiding any of her friends who would try to find her. She got her dragon looks (horns, scales, and tail) after the battle with the dragon at the West Tower! She goes on to be Dragonborn and Guild Master of the Thieves Guild.

Ran’ik Tzan -Skyrim

Very chaotic, very impulsive fire mage! She accidently ended up in Skyrim due to messing up a portal spell very badly and arrived at the College of Winterhold! She ends up as Archmage and ends up with Ancano

Eats Much Bread -Skyrim

They’re an argonian! Their actual name is a little hard to pronounce, and instead of listening to racist nords purposely mispronounce it, they just went with this instead! They join the Dawnguard

Xianna Septim -Skyrim

A lost descendant of Martin Septim, her family line has been waiting for the Empire to be weak to reclaim it. She was trained as a child at High Hrothgar to be Dragonborn. She ends up reclaiming the throne and marrying Brynjolf. 

Rowan -Oblivion

He’s a demi-prince of Meridia! He doesn’t do much with that knowledge except saying “cool.” He’s a healer, and hes an ancestor to Astreae

Citrane- Oblivion

She ends up joining the DB and falling pretty hard for Lucien, but realizes it too late. I think I’ll have her mantle Sheo, but I haven’t made my mind up yet.

Yakar- Skyrim

Yakar is one of the last Dwemer, hidden away deep in the mountains with the rest of his clan for generations. He leaves to travel Tameriel after no one doing that for generations, and uses the fact that dwemer Animunculi don't attack him to his advantage. He also ends up being wrapped up into the DB. May or may not technically share a soul with Emnoral

Emnoral- Skyrim

Hes the Son of Hircine, literally. He's a demiprince, and half Altmer. He's a very sassy, very charming asshole who only meets Yakar due to being too flirty with the citizens of Tameriel. May or may not technically share a soul with Yakar.

Quinlin- Skyrim

The child between Hermaeus Mora and Uriel VIII (the man had an interesting life), they're the demiprince of Fate. Growing up in apocrypha, the only access to Tameriel they had was through books, so they read all they could. They escape Apocrypha with Miraak and help with the take down of Alduin.

Talnori- Skyrim

She's my daughter of Vivec! She's been around since before the time of the nerevarine, and after Vivecs disappearance, she slowly traveled Morrowind and then all of Tameriel, making a name for herself as a treasure hunter. She makes her way to Skyrim after being hired to help with getting some artifacts (LOTD) when she finds out she's Dragonborn as well.

Celrin- Morrowind & Skyrim

He's a Maomer, one of the last that traveled the seas when he was arrested and sent to Morrowind. He's the Nerevarine, and does his "job" to the letter, and as soon as he's done, he leaves, going back to the seas. He reappears in Skyrim and travels with Talnori. He remembers her, but she doesn't remember him.

[daggerfall]

god tho it’s SO. HARD. to avoid some of the daedric quests in skyrim (rando priest attacks, forgetting to stay on the opposite side of the street near the abandoned house in Markarth, prob something else i cant remember rn), like what if i dont want to participate TODD, what if i object to fucked up morals TODD

daedric quests you can fail: namira (kill eola before she leaves the hall of the dead or kill everyone when u arrive with the priest), mehrunes dagon (kill silus in his house at any point before he goes to the shrine), and molag bal (kill the boethiah dude after freeing him but before he gets to the molag bal shrine)

daedric quests you can do in an alternate way that’s maybe better for your morals: vaermina (just dont kill erandur), and hircine (you still get the ring and hircine still likes you but you kill the hunters instead of sinding)

daedric quests whose quest marker wont go away: azura if you ask about rumors and get the one for the shrine, boethiah if you get attacked by her follower, hermaeus mora if you’re doing the main quest or go to septimus’ outpost before that and do his quest early, clavicus vile if you go to falkreath (i cant remember if a miscellaneous quest to talk to lod shows up upon entering falkreath or if its just a hint. if it’s a hint then you can avoid this quest, if not then the quest marker is there) and nocturnal if you enter riften since that’s how you get the quest that starts the thieves guild questline which eventually leads to nocturnal.

daedric quests you can kinda avoid: mephala (dont ask hulda about rumors after level 10), sanguine (avoid him if you see him in a tavern. might not be possible since i think getting too close triggers the quest marker and the particular tavern is random), malacath (avoid that particular orc stronghold), meridia (DONT TAKE THE BEACON and also avoid her shrine since it also starts that way too),peryite (avoid talking to his infected follower if you encounter him and dont talk to kesh at the shrine), and sheogorath (dont talk to Dervenin, i don’t think there’s a miscellaneous quest for him)

overall there’s only 5 daedric princes who WILL show up in your journal as miscellaneous quests before their official quest begins. however, YOU have to begin the actual quest by going to another location and agreeing to start it for 3 of them, 1 is a requirement for a guild questline, and only 1 will stay in your journal forever if you dont finish it.

for completionists, having unfinished quests is annoying, but i hope this helps! if anyone has extra info on quests you can fail or avoid, or clarification on peryite, sheogorath, and clavicus vile, please let me know!

[mr-villainous]

all of the daedra

azura - what time in the day is your favorite? (dusk, dawn, midnight, etc)

Sunset

sheogorath - any special quirks/flaws?

I pick my nails and like to make noise. I also always have fans on cos I’m overheated constantly

vaermina - worst dream you’ve ever had?

I still remember a nightmare I had when I was really young that the first friend I ever made was falling to their death and I couldn’t save them. I was like 6 at the time and my 16 year old brother had to go get my parents because I was full on hysterically sobbing in my sleep but he couldn’t wake me up.

namira - what disgusts you most?

People

sanguine - what’s your guilty pleasure?

As much food as I can fucking get.

malacath - with what group of people do you feel most accepted?

Laid back people who can enjoy switching spontaneously between lively discussion, roasting each other, and comfortable silence

nocturnal - how shy are you?

Much more than I seem

meridia - do you believe in life after death?

I really fucking try to

peryite - are you organized or messy?

Messy

mephala - do you get involved in drama/arguments?

Sometimes. Most of the time I sit back and watch it. But I get pissy if someone shits on my faves.

molag bal - what, in your opinion, is the defining factor of a bad person?

Ignorance, on a level that they mistake their ignorance for maturity. A lot of people are incapable of learning and understanding new ideas because they are convinced that they are done growing as a person. They think they’ve peaked, when in reality, they haven’t learned a damn thing about the human condition beyond whatever made up fantasy of civilization they had in their head at the start of high school. If you are willing to grow, you’re not all bad.

hircine - are you an outdoors or indoors person?

Indoors.

boethiah - how quick are you to cut people off?

About as quick as a sloth with no motivation. I too often develop relationships with people who are so lonely that I feel bad leaving them once the relationship becomes toxic, taxing, obsolete, or any mix of those things. So I usually drag out relationships because I worry that if I don’t, this person might have no one. Once I do decide to cut someone off though, I do it quickly and with finality. In the case of people who actually do have more friends than just me to rely on, fuck ‘em. I’ll  cut them out in a second. I don’t have time for bs unless I’m performing emotional charity. 

clavicus vile - are you more mature or immature?

I’d say I’m really right in the center of the two.

hermaeus mora - favorite and least favorite school subject?

Drama was my favorite. Science was my least.

mehrunes dagon - most valuable thing you’ve ever broken?

I broke like a $200 tablet. 

[electronicdelusionstarlight]

In a way the whole "Izuku is the Dragonborn" fic would need to leave most of the backstory of Izuku the 4-14 years old dragon slayer on luck or Inko doing all the work while Izuku is, like, put in a position of safety (he still needs to eat dragon souls tho, same for Miraaks... How would that work even?) So I might need to move things around a bit.

Basically here's the backstory on all major shit:

Helgen: Inko and Izuku run away with Hadvar. They are not scheduled for execution because, you know, Hadvar might not go out of his way for a stranger but there is a small kid involved, younger than his cousin dammit, way younger than your usual Stormcloak Child Soldier Conscript from Dawnstar (an actual canon thing believe it or not) so he puts his foot down. In the keep Hadvar does most of the work obviously, even if Inko does, in her desperation, cut down people getting dangerously close to Izuku. She is a better lockpick than she expected, especially with her Quirk, and Izuku in his curiosity ends up pawing off the book and a strange, mysterious ring inside the Mage's cell. They then go to Riverwood with Hadvar, where they are directed to both Farengar and the College for matters regarding magical space travel, so to speak.

Riverwood: However, they are pennyless and alone in a foreign world, so Inko tries first to make money by working at the local lumber mill as she sends a courier to Whiterun for the Dragon Thing. Assume we are playing with my modded version of the game, which means Riverwood is currently the home of one Triss Merigold from the Witcher. She is also spacially displaced as of late, and is searching for Yennefer, Ciri and Geralt, with whom she jumped into this reality before getting lost from them. Dorthe and Frodnar will direct the small Izuku to her, since Dorthe is the one "babysitting" Izuku while his mother works so he's playing with the slightly older kids. Basically, they know she is a mage of some sort since she showed them some sort of light show, and Inko still needs to make money if she wants to leave with the proper equipment so they can't even go to Farengarym yet.

This allows us to 1) Set up the Triss Merigold X Midoriya Inko endgame and NO I AM NOR FUCKING STUTTERING and 2) Give Inko a competent bodyguard of sorts before she actually does get used to the unforgiving land of Skyrim and starts giving people heart attacks with her Quirk.

Of the Major Guilds:

Companions: Inko Joins as a way to make money for Izuku. With the mercenary work she manages to buy the house in Whiterun, so now Izuku can be left in a safe location, with "Aunt" Lydia as his babysitter. Whiterun Shenanigans ensue with Izuku befriending Lucia and Lars. Also Braith but, like, after lots of character development. Lucia is obviously the first to be adopted.

Inko is the one who becomes a werewolf and the Harbinger in the end, Izuku is not involved in this Storyline outside of some encounters with "Aunt" Aela and "Uncles" Vilkas and Farkas. Inko renounces her condition in the end.

College of Winterhold: They move to winterhold together since Farengar can't help them. Izuku is actually a quick study, as exemplified to that one spell book he found in helgen that thought him within seconds how to shoot lightning from his hands, much to his mother's worry. He ends up killing a bandit in self defense that way when he's barely 5. It was either do that or let them get to his mom.

Anyway, Inko is enrolled, but so is Izuku, the two now living on College Grounds. Triss is also there as an honorary lecturer. Anyway, Whe most of the adventuring is still done by Inko, is Izuku who receives the visit of the Psijic Order and, ultimately, he is the one to kill Ancano and close the eye of Magnus. Inko becomes Archmage still, even if she tries her hardest to have Toldfir step up instead.

The way Izuku kills Ancano is actually more based on guile than actual magical prowess. He is the only one not paralyzed in the boss fight, so what he does, is grab one of J'Zargo experimental Scrolls, summon a Skeleton Minion (Oblivion spell he was recently taught so to have someone protecting him in times of crisis), and then run with it against Ancano, too busy as he is being a megalomaniac, suicide bombing himself. He survives, but only thanks to the Restoration Professor quick intervention as Ancano dies and the paralysis falters.

Restoration magic did save the day in the end.

J'Zargo, who is usually aloof and snarky over his experiments, is actually horrified his rival's son almost got killed because of him, so he pledges he will do everything in his power to find a way to help them with their issue. He is a great magician after all, and his class is one of the brightest to date, they can find a way out for them.

Dragon War: Since all they can do now is wait for the College, Inko returns to Whiterun with Izuku and Triss, but on the way the watchtower is attacked, Mirmulmir is slain, and Izuku absorbs his dragon soul. This jumpstarts the events of Skyrim, with Izuku and Inko having to go on a pilgrimage to High Hrothgar to better understand what is happening to her son, who is now terrified of talking least he blew his mother apart with his voice.

A 5 years old kid makes a poor warrior, so the Greybeard offer to train him for his destiny, but Inko refuses. They don't need her son to kill dragons, just to eat their souls, so what she can do, is do the actual dragon slaying, and then have Izuku eat the souls. This still forces her to bring Izuku on her adventures, which isn't ideal, but only the dragon related ones. Izuku still learns the shouts of unrelenting force and whirlwind sprint as well as Dragonrend, but is Inko the one wielding the blade.

As a side note, Paarthurnax, for once not having to deal with a 4th era Nord, can finally give the unadulterated lore of the order rather than the imperialized, akatosh centric one, which leads Izuku to grow interested in Kyne, Warrior-Widow of Shor, for how much she reminds him of his mom.

Anyway, Inko is the one doing most of the stuff, Paarthurnax isn't killed, and Izuku gets two dragon buddies, one a wise and aging mentor war criminal, the other a brash and snarky red dragon he can call with his voice.

Izuku and Inko go both to Sovengarde. Inko meets back Kodlak, but also Ysgramor, who she now recognizes as a war criminal bastard, and she is the one dealing the killing blow on Alduin. Inko, Breath of Kyne, is the one sand in the songs now, the mother of the dragonborn who delivered them from evil.

Thieves Guild: Inko also does it all, but is the start of Izuku's involvement with Daedras. Inko takes the pledge to Nocturnal, so her soul is now bound to her realm, but is her son that catches the Prince's eye. Inko also tries to reform the guild back to its old robin hood ways, with divergent results.

Explorer Guild: This is the Legacy of the Dragonborn Mod. Inko founds the explorers guild and moves to the now bigger home in the Museum in Solitude. Proudspire manor has been bought by Yennefer, now advisor to Queen Elisif, who thanks to her influence has grown more confident. Girlboss helping Girlboss prosper and all that. She lives there with husband and daughter, and there's a reunion with Triss. Usual angst about "is she going to leave me? Are our adventures over?" But Triss stays because she cares about Inko and shit.

Anyway, inko is the one doing most of the stuff here too, but she now has a big enough home to adopt more than just Lucia.

She adopts every orphan, as well as Sissel and Britte in Rorikstead after murdering their abusive father. She then kills Grelod in Riften, so to also be able to adopt the orphans at the orphanage. To do so, she catches the attention of the Dark Brotherhood since she just stolen their contact. She of course adopts Aventus Aretino too.

Dark Brotherhood: All Inko. Unlike thieves guild, Izuku isn't even aware she's doing this, since he's back in Solitude with his new siblings.

Princes:

Izuku does Sheogorath. He's playing in the streets with his siblings and the other Solitude kids, when he finds Sheogorath abandoned follower. So he sneaks in the blue palace, gets to the forbidden wing, and meets Sheogorath, the Hero of Kvatch. Does his quest since it's a pretty easy quest even for a 5 years old kid, and then gets the Wabbajack in exchange.

Inko does Sanguine. The sham marriage is actually to Triss this time, which leads to more angst obviously.

Inko also does Vaermina (destroying the staff), Dagon (Destroying the Razor), Hircine (Gets the Ring), Malacath, Namira (Saves the priest and kills the cannibals), Molag Bal (Just... Never completes his quest and leaves the bastard hanging), Boethia (sacrifices one of the two racist dudes in Windhelm after trucking him into following her), Azura (Uncorrupted Star) and Peryte.

Izuku finds Meridia's Beacon but it's Inko who does the quest.

Izuku is the one meeting Barbas and they have "A boy and his dog" adventures together before he manages to bring him back to Clavicus Vile and convince him to take him back without needing to do his quest. He gets the Mask as a Result, but also a dog in the form of Styx, the spectral wolf, another mod.

Izuku does Mephala, pretty early on too. He befriends Baalgruf's bastard son while still living in Whiterun, who tells him about the whispering door, and after a couple of deceptions he gets the blade. He never charges it tho.

While is Inko the one getting the Ogma Infinium, she can't open it, and is Izuku the one opening it and gaining the boost in knowledge, as well as becoming Herma Mora champion.

Dawnguard and Dragonborn are also done by Inko, but is Midoriya who is sent to Apocrypha when she opens a black book. There he has a odd "Older Sibling trying to murder Younger Sibling" relationship with Miraak, and is ultimately forced to see him get killed by Herma Mora. Aunt Serana becomes a permanent fixture in the house.

Bard College is done by Inko but Izuku is also part of the college now.

Most quests are done by Inko, but the misc quests that require either speech or guile are done by Izuku, especially if they involve children. This includes stuff like paying for Erik the Slayer armor in Rorikstead, or cheering up that girl in Solitude whose uncle was executed for aiding in regicide.

Speaking of which:

Civil War: Inko does it obviously, and she sides with the empire, because 1) Hadvar, 2) Baalgruf, and 3) Elisif.

And also because she went to Windhelm one time to stop a serial killer and gods she couldn't believe how racist those fuckers were.

Modded followers are obviously Inigo, Lucien and Shirley Curry, to name a few.

Forgotten City is done by Inko, Izuku is not even in the time loop. Project AHO is done by Inko and ends with her freeing the slaves and murdering every single slaver in the settlement. Most modded quest mods are done by her honestly.

Izuku obviously keeps himself up to date with his magical studies, which means around 8-10 years old he moves back to winterhold, still waiting for a way home, so J'Zargo can study him to reverse engineer his quirk, and he can learn more spells. Most of his siblings are almost of age by now too, and his mother has started calming down in her worry, since she trusts her old coursemates and teacher to keek Izuku safe...

Ok, no, she trusts Onmund and Toldfir to keep Izuku safe, in this order, but it's still more people she would trust if he started living with any of her other guilds.

Anyway, can't think of much else.