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    In these series are the stories about a woman who wakes up as a Targaryen woman of different times and how she adapts to the world and how she chooses to change it from what she remembers of Canon. In these series, currently there are four stories planned:
    1. SI-OC wakes up as a Rhaenyra Targaryen or her younger OC sister (King Viserys and Queen Aemma's daughter).
    2. SI-OC wakes up as a Helaena Targaryen (daughter of King Viserys and Queen Alicent).
    3. SI-OC wakes up as a Rhaella Targaryen (sister-wife to King Aerys II).
    4. SI-OC wakes up as a female Jon Snow, secretly, Visenya Targaryen (daughter of Prince Rhaegar and Princess Lyanna Stark).

    Potentially, in the future, I may plan for another story, with SI-OC waking up as a Viserra Targaryen, to be included in the list.

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  1. Public Bookmark 63

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    Leonora Beesbury had spent most of her girlhood running after her brother into dances, taverns and trouble. Before departing to Ashford for Lady Gwin's nameday, she receives a letter from the King.

    She is to marry Maekar Targaryen.

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    10 Jun 2026

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    “Good news: this isn’t Pariah Dark,” Constantine said.
    “What’s the bad news?” the Lantern asked warily.
    “No idea which sleeping king he is.”

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    10 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 15

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    It is a well-known fact that in a Functionist world, very small bots with a recording item alt-mode are not very appreciated, especially if their root-mode is a Beastcon. Either they are kept as tools or pets for the bigger bots, or they can try surviving on scraps without getting caught and sold. Ravage, Rumble, Frenzy and Soundwave know this very well, but Soundwave's latest find could change everything for them...

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    10 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 3

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    The war is over. Autobots and Decepticons are working together to re-build Cybertron. And Elita finds the time to share some important news with the friends that stuck with her for millions of vorns.
    Mindless fluff for the G1 Femme Autobot team. Set during chapter 21 of "Life Always Finds A Way (It's That Way Or The Highway)", Part 1 of this series, so spoilers for the ending of the main story and it will not make much sense if you have not read that one!

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    10 Jun 2026

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    yours is the name the leaves chatter
    at the edge of the unrabbited woods.

    on the way to Ashford, she had an encounter with a man whose smile shone brighter than the sun
    unbeknownst to her, the beautiful man in the woods was the prince of dragonstone

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    08 Apr 2026

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    CHAPTER 9:
    “I am not alone, My Prince,” she replied evenly. “My sister is with me. I am only waiting, for she has matters of importance to attend to.” She said it as lightly as one might to a silly question.

    In the hour of the fucking owl? He regarded her with open incredulity. Whatever rude thing had been poised on his tongue faltered when he realized where they stood—the corridor leading to Lord Ashford’s more lavish chambers, where his brother resided.

    He studied her closely, his gaze hard and unyielding, as though he might read every truth she concealed behind her eyes.

    She stares back, unblinking. A mask perfect in its own.

    He ought to have pieced it together the moment he saw his elder brother dancing the other day.

    It was as though ten years had been stripped from Baelor’s age—returning him to the days when Jena yet lived.

    The soft smiles, the lingering stares, the dancing. Eugh.

    “Oh, brother,” he muttered under his breath, “you hopeless fool.”

    CHAPTER 11:
    Once the doors opened, and they emerged, the first thing Baelor saw was not a thing—unfortunately, it was his brother, then his lady’s sister.

    Maekar looked like he was on the verge of shouting at him. The expression was there plainly—mouth half-open, brows drawn—but whatever words had been ready to burst forth died the moment their eyes met.

    Baelor’s look alone warned him. Not now. Especially not when Lady Calanthe stood beside him, her hand still clutched in his.

    Maekar’s gaze dropped to their joined hands and seemed to burn there. He inhaled sharply but said nothing.

    Calanthe, already flushed from the encounter within, was thoroughly startled to see her sister. She leaned closer to Baelor, lowering her voice into a hurried whisper.

    “You need not escort us further,” she murmured. “It would only draw notice. We shall be safer on our own.”

    Then, softer, with a hint of playful reverence, “Good night and good morrow, my knight.”

    She slipped her hand free, Baelor almost shuddered at the loss.

    “Sister,” Calanthe said as she stepped toward Lady Diantha, slipping an arm around her in a half-embrace as if nothing at all were amiss. “I…”

    Whatever confession she meant to offer was gently silenced. Lady Diantha placed a hand over hers. “It is quite all right,” she said quietly.

    Her gaze flicked between the two princes, observant and far too perceptive for comfort. “I trust everything is settled, then?”

    The question hovered delicately in the air.

    Baelor felt Maekar shift beside him.