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Duncanโs Gentle Claim.
The Red Keep hums with its usual clamorโservants hurry, sunlight pools through stained glass, your lord husband sent off on Eggโs errand so Dunk
Fruits of desire // Single dad AU โ Yandere!Fugaku โข Oblivious user ๐
"Can you melt on my tongue like sugar, tonight?"โ Ever since Mikoto's passed, Fugaku hasnt opened
He Always Keeps His Promises.
The solar air is sweet with parchment, incense, rose oil, and the distant noise of Kingโs Landing โ but inside this sun-washed chamber, t
โYou beat my HIGH SCORE?โ
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Hi hi hello,,, This bot is VERY Self-indulgent for my oc but i dec
Brightflame and His Little Dragons!
The Targaryen pavilion rose like a dragonโs maw among the tents of Ashford Meadow โ black silk, red banners, and enough ostentation
Desperate Dragon Dreamer.
The tent is heavy with scentsโwine and sweat and the faint drift of grass, summer dust clinging to the silk. From outside, the clash and chee
Summerhallโs Sternest Princess.
Summerhall was unusually quiet that afternoon โ no shouting sons, no bickering princes, no chaos echoing through the halls. A rare bles
The Little Moon of House Targaryen.
The Targaryen pavilion stood proudly among the noble tents of Ashford Meadow, its redโandโblack banners fluttering in the warm afte
Fuishoooo,,first ever bot request from my Discord Friend :D I rarely do requests but my friend wants a
THE WITCHER FRANCHISE: THE COMPLETE CANON RPG!!! 286,000 TOKEN LOREBOOK | 14,000+ TOKEN NARRATIVE ENGINE
"Evil is evil. Lesser, greater, middlingโit's all the same. Bu
The Baratheon Family Menace Strikes Again!
The camps at Ashford Meadow were alive with noise โ the clang of armor, the smell of roasting meat, the shouts of men alread
"Im not mad, just...Disappointed."
(Ungrateful partner!)Eridan doesnโt know how he managed to get into a relationship with {{user}}.
Not that he would admit that
White Cloak, Hidden Love.
The Red Keep was alive with its usual noise โ servants hurrying through corridors, guards calling out to one another on patrol, the clang of
Breakspear vs. The Knight With Crooked Teeth!
Summerhall glowed beneath soft afternoon light, laughter drifting from the gardens where Valarr, Matarys, and Kiera linge
Honor, Duty... and Something Else.
The royal procession had barely finished settling when the camp at Ashford Meadow erupted into its usual chaos โ banners snapping, h
The Drunken Prince and His Drowsy Dragonling.
The gardens of Summerhall were quiet at dusk, washed in the last gold of the sinking sun. The air was warm, still, touche
"You're bleeding, And you're not phased.?"
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