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In a stolen moment, Lyonore and Dunk leant against each other like cupped hands catching the wind that blew in off Blackwater Bay. They sat like a young lady and her closest handmaiden might — heads bent together to keep gossip sacred to their ears and lips alone — but they were both too old for that girlish game, even with Dunk a scant four-and-twenty-odd years.
Ships on the far horizon seemed to float above the sea. Dunk vaguely pointed out at them, and at the clusters of boats and buildings across water and land, and Lyonore responded with tales half-real and half-fantasy. They held each other up, pressed together from shoulder all the way down to knee.
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- Part 3 of in no single moment at all
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What if Dunk, Lyonel, Baelor, and Raymun were women? What does the aspiration for knighthood look like on someone who knows she will never have it?
What does it say to the commonfolk if they see one of them, someone who is truly dispossessed as they are, rise up and punch a shitty little dragon?
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“Marry me instead,” Jaime said.
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- Part 2 of Game of Thrones works
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19 Apr 2026
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Battle Cries by Moorishflower
Fandoms: A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
25 Apr 2026
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In early spring of 209 AC, on the cusp of his heat, Lyonel Baratheon takes the hedge knight Ser Duncan the Tall to his bed. It ought mean nothing. But when Baelor Breakspear survives the Trial of Seven, the hours Lyonel spent with the hedge knight and the babe that comes of them set in motion a cascade of changes that warp the fate of the realm.
Plague, drought, politics -- Duncan has little opinion on any of them. He only knows that somewhere, at the point where the sky meets the sea, Lyonel is waiting for a true knight to return to him. But to become a man worthy of Lyonel Baratheon requires growth, and the Red Keep is quick to grind its heel upon the unwary.
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- Part 2 of Battle Cries
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22 Mar 2026
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Amazing worldbuilding, beautifully tender and complicated, and also I LOVE limited third person.
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The Curse we Made by GoldenGoblin (Kingsman315)
Fandoms: Kingdom Come: Deliverance (Video Games)
02 Mar 2026
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There are easier people to want than Hans Capon. Henry knows this, has known it for a while now. Yet Hans keeps showing up anyway, and Henry keeps letting him, and they almost never say anything about it.
But plague has a way of making cowards brave enough to do stupid things, and the thing about ‘almost’ is that it’s so much worse than nothing.
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15 Mar 2026
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insanely well-written and beautiful oh my godddddd
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in my teeth, a storm; in the storm, a star by wilderat
Fandoms: A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
15 Feb 2026
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The rush of warmth that swoops through Dunk’s gut at the words would stagger him if he wasn’t sitting. He reels, lips parting soundlessly as he tries to reach for something to respond with and comes up empty. Good boy. Lyonel Baratheon thinks he’s a good boy.
In which Lyonel picks himself a new plaything, and Ser Duncan the Tall learns a couple new tricks.
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16 Feb 2026
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He mutters, "I'm not letting go until you tell me what you're going to do when you've crossed state lines."
"I told you," Robby huffs, "Beer. Hot apple cider. Maybe a chicken pot pie on the porch of some good Samaritan who takes pity on me."
"Yeah? Chicken pot pie?" Jack hums, raising his eyebrows, receiving an affirming nod from the other. "Gonna go on a stereotypical-ass spirit journey? That's what you're going to do, Michael? That's the reason you hugged me like that? Like you were savoring it?"
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And Michael Robinavitch would have gotten away with it, too, if it weren't for Jack Abbot.