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Fic Masterlist

DRAGON AGE

Has its own post [here].

BALDUR'S GATE

Has its own post [here].

ARCANA

In Your Hands — Lucio undergoes a vivisection. Based on a shitpost. [CW: Medical procedures]

Love Like Yours — Eight chapters of pre-story happenings between Lucio and Skylar. My canon now.

BLOOD MOON

"She likes horses, superheroes, and you.”

Mahim feat. @atypicalacademic Mahim

“How?”, “Hunters.”

sequel time babey

“Don’t let the moon or the wolf inside control you.” feat. @atypicalacademic Mahim

bite-sized snippets

more bite snacks

No Wolf-Man's Land feat. @atypicalacademic Mahim

OTHER

Esther — Despite their best efforts, Esther finds someone they trust in Arcadia.  A fic for “A Mage Reborn”.

Ember — How a daughter of Magran becomes a priest of Eoathas. For "Pillars of Eternity".

Beginnings — A retelling of the opening of "Pillars of Eternity".

Remembrance — Runningpelt becomes deputy after the death of her mate. A fic for "Warrior Cats".

Seeds in the Dark — A series exploring the unfortunate implications of StarClan. Currently sitting at three entries. For "Warrior Cats".

BrinkClan — Written story format of a Clangen file.

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Unwholesome OC Week 2026

Chapter Five: Unethical Experimentation

Warnings: Spiders

Dakoda backed up a hasty step, looking about quickly. Lord Vash—the title shoved its way into his thoughts, required even within the privacy of his own mind—stood alone in the hall. Scarce was he without a tagalong, but there he was: staring at the rain hitting the glass. His gaze shifted, spotting something Dakoda hadn’t. He placed a sharp nail to the wall and a house spider crawled on. “You’re not killing it?” Dakoda asked without meaning to as Lord Vash lifted it nearer to the ceiling. Lord Vash didn’t appear surprised by Dakoda’s presence. “You’re not scared of something so small?” If he’d been with anyone—mostly anyone—else, Dakoda would have scoffed. What was he being taken for? “They’re disgusting.”

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Unwholesome OC Week 2026

Chapter Four: Incest

Warnings: Sibling Incest

Vash pushed a branch aside. It swished back into place as he entered the clearing. No smoke from the chimney. They must be planning a cold dinner. Emile jobbed out to meet him. Vash craned to see the sides of the house. “Mama’s inside?” Emile grinned, breathlessly endearing. “Convinced her to go with Pops. You know, some alone time for…them.”

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Unwholesome OC Week 2026

Chapter Three: Necrophilia

Warnings: None

“Is there a word for when someone dead has sex with the living?” He slit an eye open. “Necrophilia?” “That’s for someone alive fucking a corpse. I mean when you go off and…”

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Unwholesome OC Week 2026

Chapter Two: Coercion

Warnings: Sibling Incest, Discussion of Death

“I understand you both came here after your parents died, and that makes you want to stick closer to him, but he’s a tiefling. He’s going to move into new phases of his life before you ever get there. I don’t like it, I don’t, but the odds aren’t good for him making it to a hundred. Even less for his mind still being…all there.”

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Unwholesome OC Week 2026

Chapter One: Hate Fucking

Warnings: Sibling Incest

Vash felt the refusal ready in his mouth. Saw how it would turn into endless nights of exhaustion and headaches he didn’t feel. He let Emile take him to bed.

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Wake

Chapter Two

verb 1. to become roused from sleep 2. to hold a wake over a corpse 3. to keep watch or vigil

She was on a pallet. Noise had woken her. Voices raised in argument. She burrowed her freezing face beneath the blankets. “Do shemlen ever stop fighting?”

“Beats me.” Jakariel sat atop her bedding, one leg bouncing lightly.

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Wake

Chapter One

verb 1. to become roused from sleep 2. to hold a wake over a corpse 3. to keep watch or vigil

She was in a bed. Noise had woken her. Someone moving nearby. Objects being picked up and set down at random. A voice without meaning, noise to fill the silence. Familiar. If she could focus. “Jakariel?” Fanari rasped, and coughed at how dry her throat was.

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Leap

Terron gave him his full attention. Caedan never willingly brought up his life before Ferelden. Satisfied he had his audience, Caedan went on, “There were windows on the top three floors. Unguarded, of course. You’d be minding your business and someone would fall in front of you. If you were near enough you’d hear the splat.”

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Ember

Ember’s hair was on fire. It was the midwife’s first thought when she caught, then almost dropped, the infant that fell into her hands. She’d been midwifing over fifty years, however, and her gnarled, wrinkled hands safely scooped the babe from the between the birthing mother’s legs and into her arms. The midwife gave the parents no-nonsense reminders of newborn care and said a prayer to Magran congratulating her for the safe delivery. She then left for the other side of town where by nightfall a non-divine human would be born.

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DA Rogues Week 2026

Day Seven: Music

“Not going down to join them?” Jakariel asked, propped against the stone wall. “Your party.”

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DA Rogues Week 2026

Day Six: Deep Roads

Dirt made itself visible in the blue ink on Yasmin’s brown face. Her beard, usually trimmed neat to the line of her jaw, curled out from her face. Even her crow’s feet and laugh lines seemed to droop.

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DA Rouges Week 2026

Day Five: Corpse

“It is a life,” Paivel explained as he set the knife in Terron’s hand and molded his grip. “It must be taken quickly, without pain.”

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DA Rogues Week 2026

Day Four: Captive

Kendra stared down the one left to guard her. Blood trickled from beneath her hair into her mouth. “Better hope someone finds me before I get out. They’ll make it quick.” Enjoying the flinch he tried to hide, she habitually pulled her wrists. The rope slipped.

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DA Rogues Week 2026

Day Three: Bridges

Ness’ long ears switched at the sound of her name before she glanced over her shoulder. She took after Aunt Adaia: her dark hair coiled and freckles scattered across her black skin. Her deep brown eyes widened on seeing him. Mahl waited for a gap in the traffic and jogged across.

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DA Rogues Week 2026

Day Two: Shadows

The survivors stood in the shadow of the barracks. Up and down the group the others danced their weight from foot to foot or swaggered about bragging they were real de Rivas. Shav, standing motionless, wondered if that was true. It seemed to him they had only proven capable of being considered for the House.

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DA Rogues Week 2026

Day One: Contract

“How’s the suitor search of your mother’s going?” “Ugh, don’t remind me!” Hawke groaned as Norah dropped off another round. “What would I even do with a marriage? Oh, ‘awk!” she mimicked the approximation of Orlesian the Hightown nobles put on. “You ‘ave not zeen a dog since arriving in our city, yet you still smell like ze wet pooch!”

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