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ANNOUNCEMENTS: UPDATED 12/16/2017

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Comments

Minifill!

[(Anonymous)]

This is like, my 3rd fill so it isn't the greatest, but I tried! I haven't had Erik as a companion yet but he's still my favourite. I tried to make the Dovakiin gender-neutral for this one so it's a little weird. Just shove your favourite DB in there!
Characters: Erik the Slayer, Dragonborn
Kink: Gen fic

Erik stared slack-jawed at the sight before him. A dragon, and honest-to-Gods dragon had attacked them, just while they were walking out of Whiterun! All they heard was a "whoosh" of wind, and a flap of wings and suddenly the biggest bloody lizard he had ever seen was upon them, breathing scorching flames and roars. Erik could swear he had heard it laugh.

He had been rooted to the spot, made immobile by a mixture of fear and awe - and probably would have stayed like that until the dragon burned off his ass - except he spotted his leader spring into action, sprinting for cover while calling for Erik to follow. He managed to snap out of his trance, bolting for cover as hungry flames licked at his heels, and a sinister shadow loomed overhead. On command, Erik drew his bow and fired as best he could at the beast, managing one or two good shots to it's leathery green wings. The guards joined them in the fight, firing their bows at a rapid pace while screaming insults at the behemoth.

His leader, though, fought the hardest, disappearing in a flurry of blades, bows and magic. The sky itself seemed to tremble as they let out a godly battle cry, leaping up onto the beast's head when it landed. They slashed their blade across it's gaping maw, and plunged it into a glaring yellow eye. The dragon roared in anguish, and in fury, turning its spiteful gaze onto his mentor, and gave a quick snap of its jaws. Erik's heart dropped as he heard the teeth scrape across his friends armour and watched in horror as they stumbled, only to be shocked again as they managed to not only get up, but charge towards the beast with a cry of impending victory. A blade was sunk into the mighty dragon's head, between its eyes, grunting with the effort - but the grin of a battle won was all over their face.

Erik thought that was the end of it, but he was wrong. Before his eyes, the dragon was...burning? No, that wasn't the word - it was turning into ash but with no heat. Vaporised was what it was, its scales and flesh turning into ash, leaving only the bones behind. And there was a light too - vibrant colours twisting their way towards his friend. The lights seemed to... seemed to absorb into them, their head tilted back with a look of serenity on their face. By the Nine - was he seeing things? What his friend was doing, could he really be...?

As if they heard his thoughts, his leader turned towards him, taking small steps forward as if they had just woken from a dream. Erik fell to his knees, muttering a prayer.
"Y-you? Dragonborn? I-I had no idea, forgive me, I beg of you! To be in the presence of such a warrior-" Erik was cut off by a wave of his friend's - the Dragonborn's - hand, and they smiled and gestured for him to rise.
"Many thanks, Dragonborn. But...but why didn't you tell me this before we left Rorikstead? If I had known..."
The warrior gave a sly smile.
"You didn't ask." They replied, before bursting into a hearty laugh. Erik looked confused for a moment, before he too joined his friends, until tears of mirth streamed from their eyes, both happy to alive after a battle such as this.

Erik grabbed his pack, taking an itinerary of what was spared from the fire. He looked towards his companion and smiled; Well Erik, he thought to himself, you wanted an adventure, and by the Gods you sure chose a good way to find it. He hoisted the sack over his shoulder and followed his friend to the market, readying himself for the fights to come.

Re: Minifill!

[(Anonymous)]

Not OP, but that was an awesome fill A!Anon. I like how you left the Dragonborn up to the reader, always speaking of them in third person without describing the sex, even the way they fight could have been just about anyone.

Great job, and have no worries. You're doing awesome even when it's only your third fill.