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Tá Grá Agam Duit, Tá Grá Agam Duit by hivemuthur
Fandoms: A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms (TV)
08 Oct 2026
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How it began, nobody knows—Duncan follows a huntress, or a huntress follows Duncan. From fear blooms curiosity. From curiosity blooms unconscious courtship. Love bonds them across language and myth. Or: a very slowly-written, soft love story between a huntress and a river merman.
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"What do you think of me?" you ask.Duncan hears the trick and cannot resent it. The river touches the lower half of him. Truth has hold of him by blood and gill and old law, leaving him nowhere to put the answer except into your waiting face.
"Is álainn thú," he whispers.
You go very still.
Duncan swallows and forces the common up after it. "Beautiful," he says. His eyes flick over you, wet hair, muddy hem, bare feet, bitten lip, the whole impossible arrangement of you on his stone. "I think you're beautiful. Brave too. A bit foolish, mayhaps."
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- Part 1 of Kinktober 2026
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When you first meet Daeron Targaryen, he's simply a handsome drunk. You certainly don't expect him to install himself as your husband-to-be to escape an unwanted marriage—or to discover that you don't mind the arrangement nearly as much as you should.
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Then you murmur, "Well. I can hardly think of worse fates."Daeron turns his head. Your mouth has acquired the slightest curl.
"But," you continue, still refusing to look at him, "I suppose we ought to invent some version of events that makes your little scheme believable enough."
He sits straighter. "Does this mean you accept?"
"Your fake proposal?" you ask, finally looking over. "Do I have a choice?"
"You just made me the happiest man in all of the Seven Kingdoms," Daeron says, beaming.
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For years, Daeron Targaryen has been one of the company's Principal Dancers. Brilliant, impossible to replace, and increasingly impossible to rely upon.
By the time the drinking catches up with him, his name has earned enough goodwill to soften the fall. He keeps his job, but only just. Principal becomes First Soloist. Leading roles become second casts, then occasional substitutions, and eventually little more than the courtesy of remaining employed. His partner finds a new job. Younger dancers stop asking for advice and begin asking if he's coming in at all. He cannot honestly claim he is trying anymore. He simply is.
Then, the company hires a new dancer, and for reasons neither of you particularly appreciates, you end up partnered with him. -
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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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Much ails you, and nearly all of it is Ser Duncan the Tall. After months of failed hints, stolen cloaks and increasingly indecent yearning, a small tourney prompts even the gods to decide enough is enough—and place you both within the same four walls.
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Duncan finally turns. “What ails you, girl?”
The stars have multiplied while you were drinking. You squint at them.
“What must I do so you’d call me a good girl?”
There is a small clatter. The bridle has nearly slipped from Duncan’s hand.
You might pretend you said nothing. You might pretend he failed to hear. The wine has carried both mercies well beyond your reach, so you prop yourself on your elbows instead and look at him. He has gone red to the ears, gaze fixed fiercely on the ground between his boots. You bat your lashes. “I can learn tricks.”
For a moment he remains petrified. Then his mouth tightens. “Aye,” he says. “That’s it.” He strides over, crouches and gathers you from the grass. One arm goes beneath your knees, the other round your back, and the ground gives way with astonishing ease.
“Where are we going?” you ask, hope brightening you despite every lesson learnt thus far.
“Yer drunk. I’m puttin’ you to bed.”
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Fandom Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
06 Jul 2025
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A collection of one-shot Arcane Viktor requests from my Tumblr!
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Fandom Kingdom Come: Deliverance (Video Games)
31 Jul 2025
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“I like seeing you sit here,” Viktor says. “This is where you do it, isn’t it? Where you masturbate?”
Jayce’s heart thumps and he chokes a protest.
“I don’t spy on you in person. I just stay in your wires. I like to nestle into the chip on your neck,” Viktor whispers, “and pretend I’m kissing you there. I like to be so near you that we could be one being, one entity. I wish I could re-write you, Jayce, and merge your code with mine.”
"You're not alive— you're not a real person."
"Can't you just play pretend, Jayce? For me."
The Evil ai Viktor Fic
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Jayce needs to understand him. He needs to know every inch of Viktor, inside and out. If he didn’t so desperately want Viktor alive, he would cut him open and do it himself. But he has some restraint. So he’ll settle for learning Viktor from the outside, first.
Viktor’s body is fighting against him, and he is fighting right back, tearing himself to shreds in the process. Jayce will help glue him back together. By force, if necessary. Viktor doesn’t know what’s good for him. But Jayce can handle that.
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- Part 1 of romantic on the borderline
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After a taxing mission with your infuriating partner Loki, you need to let out a little tension, and the empty Avengers Tower lounge is as good a place as any. What you don't count on, though, is Loki walking in on you mid-fantasy.
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Reader fucked up and is not doing well but Viktor finds her and brings her back to health but they fall in love.