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    A series of standalone fics based of the ORV Halloweek event.

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  1. Public Bookmark 27

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    “That’s how you know it’s true! I could never put that in a book.”

    When the eldest Hawke is presumed dead in the Deep Roads, his companions quickly learn that the Hawke twins are more than they let on.

    Alternatively: What if both Bethany and Carver survived the journey to Kirkwall?

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    21 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 72

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    Beneath King’s Landing, wildfire awaits.

    “Drink,” the voice whispers.

    When Aerion does, the prince burns away.

    The city trembles as something ancient rises in his place, and only one man dares stand before its fire.

    “Easy, my prince,” Duncan says. “It’s me.”

    Or: that 1% improbable chance Aerion was right all along, and the rest of us were very, very wrong. Yes, the twink is actually a dragon...

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    21 Feb 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 94

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    In which Aemma Arryn had one surviving son named Baelor, in honour of his grandsire.

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    21 Feb 2026

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    "The crown suits you, you know," said Ser Duncan over the cacophony, and brought Baelor back to himself. "Makes you look... you know. Kingly. Which I suppose makes sense, given that you're the king now." A look of anguish crossed his face. "Oh, hells, I shouldn't be calling you 'you,' should I? It's 'Your Grace.' Please don't take—"

    Baelor resisted the urge to rest his hand against the lad's back, as one might soothe a skittish horse. "No offense was taken, ser."

    "Thank you," Ser Duncan said, then immediately amended, "Thank Your Grace...ness. Seven fucks, I'm getting another drink." And he whirled away into the throng before Baelor could say a word.


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    20 Feb 2026

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    Our main character, after annoying the all-powerful being that is GRRM, well that is after being impaled by a forklift first and then annoying GRRM, wakes up in the body of one teenage Petyr Baelish, freshly nearly-disemboweled. Hilarity ensues.

    This is a crosspost of a story I have written in other places, all chapters currently written will be uploaded as swiftly as practicable.

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    20 Feb 2026