merthyr
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“What is that?”
“Am I to presume you’ve lost your sight as well as your wits?”
“No, I was only--”
An exasperated scoff, “Only wasting my time, as well as your own. It’s a child-- a girl, if I need be specific.”
“May I ask why you are bringing this... child into our home?”
“You’ve never needed my permission to ask inane questions before." The woman laughs abruptly, but her voice is grave again when she speaks, "No need to make faces, girl. This once, I shall indulge you: No. You may not ask. You will not get any answers from me. Nor, do I suspect, will you find many with her.”
You wake up in a body that is not your own, in a world you only ever saw through a screen. The threads of the future are in your hands, but there are years yet until the story unfolds... and Flemeth is watching you.
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“It isn’t as exciting as you think.” He says plainly, before leading her to a locked door in an ill used section of Lonre’s mansion. Alenca, who had been waiting for this moment since she’d teased the information from him on The Bastion, found more inside his art room (his studio, he calls it with unconvincing confidence) than she had ever imagined.
Ernol paints a portrait of Alenca after they're married.Originally a one-shot, which has morphed into a collection of romantic short stories.
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My Maid of Stone by undercovercaptain
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms, Game of Thrones (TV)
10 Oct 2025
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It was a near windless half-hour of waiting. Of only her cloak and hair occasionally moving, her body as rooted as a tree. Later she would remember this day mostly as metals. Silver of the valley. Iron of the rocks and the clouds. Zinc of the evening storm in its full fury. Rare gold of the sky as it chose now to break open. Her silence matched her stillness, until at last, there, out of the mist: marching men.
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Or, a newly crowned King in the North comes to the Gates of the Moon, unaware of what he will find there…
(Song inspos - Stone, by Agnes Obel / Familiar, by Agnes Obel)
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30 Oct 2025
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“Are you really Nerevar reborn?”
“Would you believe me if I said that I don’t know?"
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27 Aug 2025
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Solemn, devoted Lucanis. He doesn’t know how heavy his regard is, how the force of his attention sends shivers down her spine. Dutybound Lucanis, who would never ask her to stay in Treviso; does he think it’s kinder that way? That the question, once vocalized, might clip her wings?
He offers deaths at every turn, like each life is a bauble that caught her eye at market. The world holds perhaps a score of throats he wouldn’t slit at her word. It's sweet, in its way. Comforting, sometimes, having the most fearsome Crow in Antiva at her shoulder. Galling, occasionally, when people look at her and only see the threat of Lucanis’s shadow.
Lucanis, holding her after the latest round of nightmares. Anchoring her to sanity with his soft beard against her cheek, his hands on her ribcage while her heart tries to beat itself out of her chest. Every night in his arms is another night she’s grateful she outlived the gods.
Life would be simpler if she loved him a little less.
The gods are dead, the world's a mess, no one is happy about the new Talon, and Rook's haunted by regret. Rook, Spite, and Lucanis figure out how to live despite it all.
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- Part 3 of Thunder Without Rain
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05 Aug 2025
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Eiland has never had a crush before. To his aunt and sister's amusement, he is not handling it well at all.
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- Part 1 of Wildhollow Farm
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28 Dec 2024
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A Strange Picnic by Calyptra
Fandoms: Dragon Age (Video Games), Dragon Age: The Veilguard (Video Game)
02 Dec 2024
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Davrin had hoped to give Rook a chance to relax, a pleasant picnic out in Arlathan forest. Maybe see if this unbearable tension growing between them could lead somewhere. Everything had started out fine, perfectly pleasant. He cursed Emmrich, and himself. Damn gingerwort tea.
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22 Dec 2024