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Lemonwood by Vodkavolk
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
01 Jun 2026
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One-and-twenty years of age and heir to the ancestral seat of Starfall, Florian of House Dayne struggles beneath the expectations of manhood imposed by the world around him. Far from western Dorne, he serves as squire to his cousin, the Lord of Lemonwood, while preparing for an upcoming tourney. But when pamphlets suddenly begin circulating through the town, many aimed squarely at him, they awaken an old sense of 'smallness' he has spent years trying to overcome.
Within the safety of his chambers, however, Florian finds comfort in the company of his lowborn bodyguard and oldest friend, one of the few men around whom he does not feel the need to measure himself. Together, they steal what moments of peace and affection they can before the world comes knocking once more.
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- Part 1 of ASoIaF/A Song of Ice and Fire fics
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Crimsonvine by Vodkavolk
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
13 Jun 2026
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The young lord Florian Dayne is only six-and-ten when he is whisked away from the protection of Starfall. His captor is Renna Wine-Stealer, a notorious Dornish outlaw who once served the Vulture King. More than twice the age of her prisoner, she has little patience for a stripling noble’s naïveté.
To Renna, Florian is more than a hostage worth a king’s ransom. He is a delicate, pliant body she can bend to her depraved whims for a fortnight or more. The gold his captivity promises could purchase her a great ship and carry her beyond the shores of Dorne. Perhaps it could even buy the grander life she has long imagined for herself.
Until that day arrives, Florian remains both hostage and concubine in the hands of a woman determined to carve her future from his ruin.
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- Part 2 of ASoIaF/A Song of Ice and Fire fics
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don’t need to be related to relate (don’t need to share genes or a surname) by hartfullofscars
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
30 Jun 2021
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What kind of face could she wear, that would be neither boy nor girl, neither man nor woman?
Her gaze lifts to meet Sarella-Alleras’s, and she knows her answer.
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Bookmarked by ouja
24 Mar 2026
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don’t need to be related to relate (don’t need to share genes or a surname) by hartfullofscars (WorkID: 32452228)
Summary: What kind of face could she wear, that would be neither boy nor girl, neither man nor woman?
Her gaze lifts to meet Sarella-Alleras’s, and she knows her answer.
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scabiosa by silent_heaven
Fandoms: House of the Dragon (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
06 Jan 2024
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Are you nervous? Finn wanted to ask, swaying with the wind. Don’t pretend you have any right to be nervous, coward. You are supposed to be the man. Though I will gladly take that from you, if it is too much for you to bear.
Larys Strong takes a wife.
Bookmarked by ouja
23 Mar 2026
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scabiosa by silent_heaven (WorkID: 52855876)
Summary: Are you nervous? Finn wanted to ask, swaying with the wind. Don’t pretend you have any right to be nervous, coward. You are supposed to be the man. Though I will gladly take that from you, if it is too much for you to bear.
Larys Strong takes a wife.
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“I wish they were dead,” Trystane said softly.
Alicent frowned, unsure of what she’d heard. “Trystane?”
“Jacaerys and Lucerys.” His voice never rose above a whisper, distant and crackly like the ancient oak in the godswood. “I wish they were dead.”
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Alicent navigates Trystane's complicated relationship with his cousins, and wonders of her own influence upon his thoughts.
Bookmarked by ouja
23 Mar 2026
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flee the fire that devours by silent_heaven (WorkID: 59937883)
Summary: “I wish they were dead,” Trystane said softly.
Alicent frowned, unsure of what she’d heard. “Trystane?”
“Jacaerys and Lucerys.” His voice never rose above a whisper, distant and crackly like the ancient oak in the godswood. “I wish they were dead.”
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Alicent navigates Trystane's complicated relationship with his cousins, and wonders of her own influence upon his thoughts.