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Some part of me stayed alive (each time that you called) by nichestars
Fandoms: A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms (TV)
23 Feb 2026
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"You fought well," Baelor says, extending his hand, and Dunk takes it gratefully. It feels like an anchor, gives him something to focus on besides all the pain brimming up in his body.
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Aerion decides that having a new, very big, very strong personal guard suits him better than going through the ordeal of a trial. Baelor and Maekar decide that having someone to control Aerion isn't such a bad idea. And Dunk, stuck in the middle, learns that there is more to guarding a temperamental prince than just following him around.
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There's a little bit of green in every sunset by Professional_Pirate_Siren
Fandoms: House of the Dragon (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin
19 Feb 2026
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She promised her mom she’d never become a teen mother, but the universe had other plans. In which a college student dies and awakes in the body of Queen Alicent Hightower, who was having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad time
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The Smith and His Dragon by BalerionTheDrake
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms, A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, House of the Dragon (TV)
19 Feb 2026
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"Destiny is no matter of chance. It is a matter of choice. It is not a thing to be waited for, it is a thing to be achieved."
- William Jennings BryanI did not want to be Hugh Hammer as half forgotten memories said he would be. But I was Hugh Hammer, and that seemed to have it's own kind of destiny tied to it. Because the Dragons are dancing high above and I'm being called to join the fray.
Hugh Hammer SI
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A Last Chance by ibelieveinyougalaxy
Fandoms: House of the Dragon (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
20 Feb 2026
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They say that, in the moments before death, you can see your life flash before your eyes. As he plummeted toward his end, Daemon Targaryen didn't see a fucking thing. But many thoughts raced through his mind.
He had always told himself he had no regrets. But that wasn’t true.
He regretted surrendering his crown to his ungrateful niece. He regretted marrying her. He regretted letting her place Harwin Strong’s children above his own—if Aegon and Viserys were even his at all.
His eyes searched the sky for the great green beast, but it had already vanished beneath the waters of the God's Eye, taking its rider with it. Bitterness and fury gripped the Rogue Prince. Everything he had done—everything he had sacrificed—had been for the honor and glory of House Targaryen. And for what? So a drunkard or a spoiled child could sit the Iron Throne? His House had been reduced to a shadow of what it once was, and history would remember him as nothing more than a consort—the lapdog of a whore queen.
He closed his eyes, awaiting death’s cold embrace, and in that final instant, he wished—if only for a moment—that he could do it all over again.