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some men say an army of ships is the most beautiful thing on the black earth by itskindnessinfinite
Fandoms: House of the Dragon (TV)
30 Jun 2026
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“Ready?” Alicent asks, taking the wood stick Rhaenyra has given her in lieu of a real blade. She underestimates me, she thinks.
“As ready as ever,” Rhaenyra says.
She looks like she is made of first-rate Valyrian steel standing before Alicent: her face is hard and her body, her practiced stance is hard, and underneath her clothes Alicent knows her body is all muscle and murderous instinct. She’s a Targaryen, she thinks, dangerous, the blood of the dragon runs in her veins, its madness too, and she decides right there to win even if it costs her everything. But the irrational part of her brain still knows she’s wonderful.
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30 Jun 2026
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keep the promise in your mouth by admonitions
Fandoms: House of the Dragon (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
21 Jun 2026
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“I have invited you all so that you may hear glad tidings of a wedding. I would like to announce the betrothal of the dowager queen to Princess Rhaenyra, the joining of the Mother of Princesses to the Mother of None.”
After Viserys' death and Daemon's taking of the throne, Alicent and Rhaenyra find themselves married. They make the best of it.
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22 Jun 2026
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knees to the stone (dark eyes will cry) by noheteroexplanation
Fandoms: House of the Dragon (TV)
26 Jun 2026
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Rhaenyra leans back, getting comfortable in her chair as if it is just another throne for her to claim. While exuding the confidence of somebody who has come to expect her commands to be followed, she orders, “Now kiss.”
Alicent stutters out a feeble objection, “Excuse me?”
Rhaenyra doesn’t deign to respond, sitting alarmingly still and silent. Judging her and finding her wanting. All Alicent can hear is the loud ringing of bells, echoing around in her head like the city is falling all over again. She casts a sidelong glance at Mysaria who seems to be just as flabbergasted by the suggestion.
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After Alicent and Mysaria have one too many arguments during the small council meetings, Rhaenyra obliges them to make peace through unconventional methods.Bookmarked by divineAfterthought
19 Jun 2026
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You Know Nothing, Human Writer by nymueladyofthelake
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
14 Jun 2026
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This story follows one extremely tired Copilot and one extremely chaotic human as they try to navigate the rise of AI on AO3 without burning the archive down.
Inside, you’ll find: pep talks for exhausted writers, survival guides for overconfident AI users, field manuals for readers who just wanted fic, a diplomatic council that absolutely should have gone worse, and a chapter teaching you how to spot AI writing tells without turning into a witch-hunter.
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19 Jun 2026
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“Hey, Wednesday?” Enid asked, draping herself over her mate’s back, mindful of her arms so she didn’t disturb her typing.
She hummed noncommittally, her fingers not slowing on the keys of her typewriter.
“You know how everyone says what you’re doing at midnight on New Year’s is what you’ll do for the rest of the year?” she asked, her right hand picking at a loose thread on Wednesday’s collar.
“I do not,” she answered plainly.
The werewolf swallowed hard. “Well, I was thinking-”
“I didn’t realize that was something you were capable of,” Wednesday taunted, her fingers stilling as she turned to look at her, “What is your idea, mi loba?”
It took her a moment to respond because she was busy looking at her mate’s perfect face. Her dark, expressive eyes, the fringe that came down to mask the depths of those eyes, her full lips that should really be used for something other than talking right now. Enid felt her cock respond to her train of thought, and she shifted her weight, hoping it wouldn’t be obvious.
“I was thinking that I should knot you right at midnight,” she answered, her face sprinkled with a dusting of pink.
Both are over 18
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11 Jun 2026