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Daeron the Daring — his niece hates him
The southern winds carried the bitter taste of salt and smoke. Ever since the news of King Viserys’s death had reached Oldtown, the world had grown darker for {y/n}. She was no longer the hospitable guest sent from Dragonstone; now, she was a hostage of House Hightower.
RomanceHouse Targaryen (A Song of Ice and Fire)Inspired by A Song of Ice and Fire
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Maekar Targaryen — younger love
Maekar Targaryen had never imagined he'd fall in love again at thirty-seven. But especially not with {y/n}, who was the same age as his eldest son, Daeron.
RomanceEstablished Relationship
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Daeron the Daring — his jelous lady
The sun of Oldtown was gentler than Dragonstone’s, warmer, almost kind.
RomanceEstablished Relationship
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Mattheo Riddle — a small drop of amortentia
The fire was dying. It had been a slow unraveling over the last hour, cinders collapsing in on themselves like exhausted hearts. The green glow of the lake above the Slytherin Common Room windows cast shadows that moved even when the fire didn’t, strange and ghostly. Most of the castle slept. But not you. Not him.
RomanceFriends to LoversFluffCute
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Aerion Targaryen — pretty boy
The Ashford tourney grounds rang with steel and laughter, banners snapping in the summer wind, yet to Aerion it all felt like an insult, a noisy, vulgar celebration of men who were not him, of eyes that strayed where they had no right to linger.
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Ridiculous about you
It had started with a question.
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Baelor Breakspear — the mad son
From the gallery, Prince Baelor watched the lists with the same grave stillness he brought to the king’s council.
Father-Son RelationshipHurt/ComfortAngst
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Daeron the Daring — a sudden kiss
From the day the bells of the Starry Sept tolled for the death of King Viserys in Oldtown, all things were changed. Southern winds carried the bitter tang of salt and smoke, and the green banners of House Hightower shivered in the air like open wounds. Within the tall, cold walls of the Hightower, {y/n} was no guest any longer; she was a prisoner.
RomanceHurt/ComfortEmotional Hurt/Comfort
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Mattheo Riddle — Behave
You are Hogwarts’ Head Girl: responsible, academically gifted, painfully organized, and unfortunately tasked with keeping the school’s biggest troublemakers under control.
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