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  1. Public Bookmark 6

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    "You've got some foreign material in your abdomen. I've just gotta get it out then you'll be fine."

    "You know that for sure?" John asked. Gale didn't answer. "You know what it is?" he asked again. Once again Gale didn't answer. John leant his head back, letting out a long out breath.

    "Fuck me," he said, screwing his eyes shut. "Is it gonna hurt?" There was another moment of awful silence as Gale opened his mouth but found himself unable to speak.

    "Jesus Christ," John bit out, losing composure as Gale wiped iodine over his exposed stomach. "Gale. Just this once. Lie to me, please."

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    Alien AU written for the MOTA whumpfest 2025 prompt "Lie to me. Please."

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    21 Jul 2026

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    "Danny doesn’t know why he hasn’t left, but it’s like his feet have grown roots and he can’t move; he has no idea how long he stares before Cath languidly turns her head and finally sees him. She startles and starts to yell, but cuts it off quickly with a hand to her mouth when she recognizes that it is Danny standing in the doorway. Steve’s head whips to the side as he registers her reaction, and when he spots his partner, his eyes go wide as he moves to sit up and pull the sheet over his visible corruption."

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    07 Jun 2026

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    Pulling the signet ring from his own finger and pressing it into Dunk’s slack hand, then turning to face his brother and nephews, Baelor’s voice rang a challenge across the room. “I have made my choice. Ser Duncan the Tall is my man, and we will be handfasted as soon as the gods allow. Will you withdraw your grievance, Aerion, or will you meet me in a trial by combat on the tournament field for all to watch?"

    Or, to save Dunk from fighting in a Trial of Seven, and to save himself from the doom in Daeron's dream, Baelor offers to marry Dunk instead.

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    27 May 2026

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    "The crown suits you, you know," said Ser Duncan over the cacophony, bringing Baelor back to himself. "Makes you look... you know. Kingly. Which I suppose makes sense, seeing as how you're the king now." A look of anguish crossed his face. "Oh, hells, I shouldn't be calling you 'you,' should I? It's 'Your Grace.' Please don't take—"

    Baelor resisted the urge to rest his hand against the lad's back, as one might soothe a skittish horse. "No offense was taken, ser."

    "Thank you," Ser Duncan said, then immediately amended, "thank Your Grace...ness. Seven fucks, I'm getting another drink." And he whirled away into the throng before Baelor could say a word.


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    22 May 2026

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    Exquisite storytelling of the highest order.

  5. Public Bookmark 72

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    The stairwell is chilly and quiet. Neither speaks and Dunk’s heart pounds in his ears. He wonders if Lyonel can hear it, echoing off the cold, dark stone. Up and up they go, higher into the tower. and Dunk wonders if they’re going to the roof so Lyonel can throw him off into the sea. He wonders if it would hurt to hit the waves, or if he would die on impact. Were I a bird or a fish, this would not be a problem, as I would just fly or swim away. Were Egg a dragon, he would catch me.

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    07 May 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    The one where Duncan cries after his first time with Lionel. And his second. Both of which are about five minutes apart. *chef's kiss*