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  1. Public Bookmark 90

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    For two years, you and Duncan orbit each other inside the same circle of friends, each mistaking the other’s awkwardness for disinterest. Then, one reckless night changes the terms entirely. A story about bad timing, good longing, and leaving the hardest thing until last.
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    He starts forward. You put both hands to his chest and stop him, smiling like this is all very funny. “I can manage,” you say. “It’s not far. And I feel a bit better.”

    “No, you’re not walkin’ alone.”

    “Yes I am,” you say. “Stop this.”

    You are standing right in his way. Duncan breathes out hard through his nose. “Don’t push me, girl,” he mutters, and bends. Then, his arms go round the backs of your thighs and he swings you over his shoulder.

    “Duncan!” you yelp. Bat your funny little fists against his back and kick one foot so hard your slipper falls off. “Dunk, my shoe! Bloody hell, put me down!”

    “That’s what y’get for bein’ stubborn,” he says, giving the backs of your thighs one firm settling pat as he walks on.

    You keep fighting him, but you laugh all the way through it, bent over his shoulder and kicking your remaining slippered foot at the air. “What has got into you?”

    “You. Apparently.”

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    12 Aug 2026

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    Emotionally avoidant women we stay winning!! Also. Getting my tubes untied as we speak. I have several well thought out comments with textual evidence provided I would like to leave but I’ve spent the last four hours glued to my phone and I have to work tomorrow so I will be back once I’ve stopped crying long enough to be able to read.

  2. Public Bookmark 9

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    Commander Maekar Targaryen saves you from a fatal mistake after you disobey orders, trapping you both in a collapsed basement on enemy lines. He punishes you for this.

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    03 Aug 2026

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    I feel like a rabid dog. My god.

  3. Public Bookmark 66

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    Dunk struggles enough with his predicament on his own. When his accidental travelling companion turns out not to be who they said they are it gets worse.
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    Your face twists. “Bastard.”
    “Aye!” And there he loses hold of himself. You are ungrateful. Half-naked, saved by him, and ungrateful, speaking to him as if he were some dog that had fouled your shoe. The fever seems to have passed its worst work, but you are still witless. Weak too. Your chest heaves unevenly and your thighs tremble beneath you as if anger alone is keeping you upright. Duncan knows trembling thighs on a woman from other times, and the thought sickens him with its own untimeliness. After it comes one of Ser Arlan’s old lessons on what a man does with insolent little things such as yourself. Before the hand he imagines can fall and meet flesh bent over the knee, his voice raises instead, full-force, and he’s spitting onto his own face. “That bastard hauled your boots off, found you walking on a foot black as rot, cooled your skin, changed your shirt, and sat by whilst you sweated half the fever out. You may curse me now only because of that!”

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    13 Apr 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 36

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    Daeron's head turned with the force of the blow, slowly, and he brought one hand up to cup his jaw and worked it carefully. Then he looked back at you, his eyes very wide, and there was something in them - not hurt, exactly, or not only hurt, but something that might be, absurdly, the beginning of a kind of relief. As though being slapped by you was better than the alternative of not being slapped by you, of not having found you at all.

    "I deserved that, I suppose," he groaned.

    "You suppose," you retorted, voice sharp with malice.

    "I think - yes, I think unambiguously yes, on reflection."

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    aka, "the one in which you find out that your husband is cheating on you" - based on a tumblr request

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    23 Feb 2026

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    That one video of that parrot that sounds like it yelling in lowercase. Yeah. Living their lives and shouldering their grief quietly and importantly (!) separately (!). Dressing him down in public. "You did," you said, and your voice was steady and it was cold …. "You are telling me, right now, that my feelings about what you have done are disproportionate,” get his ass. The ending where she gets to have another day to herself but leaving the door a little cracked. 🍐

  5. Public Bookmark 19

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    After the death of your father, you aren't sure how to look your husband in the eye. How could you possibly, when all you could think of was his own father's mace crushing the back of your father's helm?

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    Daeron (the drunken) Targaryen x Cousin!Wife!Reader
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    Based on this one post on tumblr:
    "please please please someone write a fanfic where reader is daeron's cousin (baelor's daughter) and his wife/fiancée, and after her father's death, she harbors resentment towards her uncle's family, just like valarr does. idk... so much angst " (- savedenji on tumblr)

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    21 Feb 2026

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    Frustratingly reasonable Daeron and his emotionally wrecked cousin wife have a frighteningly realistic dialogue about the mechanics of guilt and grief. Reading this kind of felt like chewing glass but like. In a good way. Like I scooped up some smashed mosaic tiles and started going to town. I like that he’s there but it’s not really about him as much as it’s about her feelings. Went in for daeron and I am now fully invested in Unamed Baelor Daughter. ♥️