Duncanthetall Stories

A runaway princess. A humble hedge knight. She hides her name. He hides his doubts. But when fate takes them to Ashford, secrets blaze to the surface. One wears no crown. The other never asked for one. In a realm of dragons, will fire save them-or burn them both? (COMING SOON)

IN WHICH A TARGARYEN DAUGHTER ATTENDS ASHFORD MEADOW TOURNEY. ( 19.02.26 ) ( duncan the tall )

⠀︵⠀𝒲𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒏? ⠀◌Ⳋ𝅄 ♡ 𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐬 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝜗 For Daeron Targaryen, there is death in everyone, and he has seen it all, except for that of his cousin, daughter of the heir to the Iron Throne, Daenys. She represents hope for him, and a future he can actually write for himself. ৎ 𝄞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐲 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐞 - 𝐘𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐤𝐫𝐞 ⠀︵⠀𝒴𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒆 ⠀◌Ⳋ𝅄

Before all else, Marlon Flowers was a performer. From contortion, to music, to sword-swallowing, to clownery, he was taught it all. Using these skills he, and his family, made lives for themselves outside of the oppressive reach of Westerosi society, creating the smallest nebula of existence where they could simply be themselves. That was all Marley had ever known. Until it was all taken away, dragged back to King's Landing under the arm of Aerion Targaryen, who can't get the thought of hurting Marley - making Marley belong to him- out of his head. Who knew a tourney at Ashford Meadow would make everything come crashing down? Reverse harem featuring: Aerion Targaryen, Ser Duncan the Tall, Daeron Targaryen, Maekar Targaryen, and Valarr Targaryen Cover is a comission by girlvasectomy!

When Morwenna first met Aerion, he was collecting his brother from the bar. He drew her in, despite her better judgment, in a moment that signaled the beginning of the end. What followed was a perfect storm of mercurial love that she could not seem to escape, no matter how hard she tried. And by the time she realizes she is falling for his brother, she will not want to. Modern AU

"He told me he's on a mission to paint the whole town red" "we'll were already red" "so we are"

In a realm bound by duty, legacy, and the weight of crowns, some stories begin not with war or ambition-but with something far quieter. Before he was known as Baelor Breakspear, heir to the Iron Throne and the realm's most beloved prince, he was simply a boy with mismatched eyes, carrying the expectations of a kingdom he did not yet understand. Before she became a lady whispered of in courts and songs, Denyse Hightower was a dreamer-gentle, golden, and full of stories about knights, love, and the kind of devotion that could outlast time itself. Their first meeting was nothing more than a fleeting childhood moment within the vast halls of the Red Keep-a fall, a hand extended, laughter shared beneath the sun. But from that single, innocent beginning, something deeper took root. As the years pass, the world around them grows harsher. Loyalties are tested, wars threaten to rise, and the burdens of birthright begin to close in. Baelor is shaped into a prince the realm demands, while Denyse must navigate a life where love is often a luxury denied to women of noble blood. Yet through distance, duty, and the unyielding pull of fate, one question lingers- Can a love born in innocence survive in a world ruled by power? Or will it become just another story, lost to time like so many before it?

She was never meant to love him. And yet, it had always been him. Princess Allyria Targaryen was wed to her twin, bound to a marriage forged in duty and fear, to a man whose temper burned hotter than dragonfire. But in the shadows of the Red Keep, she found something gentler. Something dangerous. Prince Valarr Targaryen-the heir's heir, the moon to her star-was always there. In whispered conversations, in stolen glances, in the quiet moments when Allyria needed someone kind. He held her hand when she gave birth. He loved her children when others would not. And slowly, irrevocably, what should have been comfort became something far more perilous. As rumors coil through the court and history threatens to repeat itself, a young Prince Aegon-Egg-stumbles upon a truth that will change everything. One secret. One choice. One moment that sends him running from the Red Keep... and straight into legend. This is a story of forbidden love, family loyalty, courtly intrigue, and the quiet tragedies that shape history long before the songs are sung. BOOK 1 in "The Dragon's Hoard" Series

This isn't a complete or linear story, just a few short stories. English isn't my native language, so please forgive the frequent mistakes! Some locations, characters, and stories are taken from the book "A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms" by George R. R. Martin and the TV series of the same name. The rights to these elements belong solely to their respective owners. A princess's life is a poem, spat out by a poet in torn stockings, just as it is a song, sung by a bard with empty pockets. Why, in Westeros, does no princess ever seem to be able to write her own fairy tale? Perhaps the ink has dried up at the pace of their dreams, its single drop sealing their doom as young brides. Perhaps those pages were torn to pieces, long before their birth sealed their fate, by the hands of the man they will call their father, brother, uncle. By the men who will see them as children, and call them women. The first story is about a fictionary character, Daenys, who's Baelor "Breakspear" Targaryen's daughter. As she grows up, she fears what will happen to her in the coming times, as she has already seen the same story repeated among other girls slightly older than her. But even though she already sees herself as soon to be a grown girl, her father Baelor sees nothing but his beloved child.

We all know how the story goes, Jon Snow was supposed to be brought back after dying at Castle Black's mutiny, participating in battle for the Dawn and all that. But what if Ned Stark had a bastard daughter too ?, one born in 280 AC shortly before the Rebellion started, one who cared for Jon deeply and followed him to the Wall by settling in Mole's town. What if she found out he was dead, but instead of letting Melisandre desecrate his body and soul by bringing him back through her monster God, she stopped her and made sure he rested in peace ?. Witness as Alarin Snow becomes Alarin the Primal Wolf, the High Magnarra of the North and the one who changes the North forever.

꧁ᬊᬁ 𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐝. 𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐀𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. ᬊ᭄꧂ ━━━━⊱ ༒︎ ⊰━━━━ All characters belong to George R.R Martin, besides my original character! Also, some much-needed information: both Aerion and the original character are 18. I will not mention a lot of characters that WEREN'T included in the AKOTSK series. This takes place after the Trial of Seven. Some things and situations may be inaccurate or non-canon for the sake of the plot. Warnings: strong language, manipulation, alcohol, 18+ themes, violence, blood and death. You have been warned.

Viserra was the most beautiful thing I had ever created. I knew every mother in Westeros likely thought the same of their children, but in my case, I happened to be correct. The nursery at the Eyrie had long since become more comfortable to me than my own solar, especially in recent years. Between Rhaegar, Lyonel, Dyanna, and now Viserra, I had spent more hours among carved toys and scattered blankets than I ever had around councils or ledgers. And today, my youngest had trapped me there completely. Viserra sat in the middle of the rug with her tiny legs spread around her, dressed in soft lilac silks that matched her eyes so perfectly that it looked like a painting. Her pale silver hair had grown enough for the nursemaids to tie small braids near her temples, though several strands had already escaped and curled around her cheeks after an hour of play. Between the sharp little chin, delicate nose, and unmistakable coloring, she looked every bit the image of Old Valyria. My own little perfect Targaryen lady. And Seven help me, I was absurdly proud of it.

"The love was there. It didn't change anything. It didn't save anyone. There were just too many forces against it. But it still matters that the love was there." Artemisia Arryn, raised between a rigid father of the Vale and a free-spirited Braavosi mother, grows into a woman who values freedom above all else. When she finds herself the subject of a match with Prince Baelor Targaryen, she flees without explanation, seeing only a gilded cage in the life he offers. Nearly two decades later, she returns to court at her cousin's request, believing herself long forgotten. Instead, she finds Baelor again, who, still carrying the wound of her disappearance, demands answers she has long avoided. Valarr Taragryen x Arryn!OC

Peace found me barefoot, hands dirt-stained. akotsk / SER DUNCAN THE TALL

(COMING SOON) (Aerion Targaryen X OC fem)

Saera Martell was a flame caught between two winds, never burning in one direction for long. Born as the daughter of a Targaryen and a Martell, she was a dreamer plagued by memories that are not her own. Faces, moments, and emotions linger long after she wakes, leaving her uncertain of where her dreams end and her true self begins. When duty calls, Saera is sent to King's Landing, where visions, politics, and expectation press in from all sides. There, she meets Aerion Targaryen. Someone, who has been haunting her mind. He was like a name written over and over, though never the same. But not all ties are woven by dreams. Valarr Targaryen enters her life without warning or prophecy. He was an unforeseen presence defined by kindness rather than fate. As Saera struggles to reconcile memory with reality and desire with duty, she finds herself drawn in conflicting directions. In king's landing, unexpected friendships form. Ones that would haunt her life in the years to come. Burrowed echoes occupy her mind, taking up the space of her own. Caught between identity, responsibility, and choice, Saera must decide whether her future will be shaped by the dreams that haunt her-or by the life she chooses to claim as her own. But will the gods allow it, whatever her decision?

To the realm, she was many things. A woman of noble blood. Granddaughter of the King. Third child, and only daughter of the heir to the Iron Throne. But to Dunk, she would never be that. Never. To him, she would always be the girl he met by chance at the inn. The girl who never failed to surprise him at every turn. Who would plant her feet in the dirt and the muck beside him, even if she would have been far better served by running away. To the realm, she may be the Princess Vaelorra Targaryen. But to him she would only ever be the woman he had come to love.

Info from the author: -Zodiacs are written for humorous purposes. -I don't intend to offend any of the characters or actors. -Zodiacs do not correspond to any gender and don't have any long chapters. - If someone has not read/watched this, it may contain spoilers!!! - Some chapters are not directly related, written for fun! - I apologize for any mistakes. - My English isn't perfect Have fun, dear reader :)

IN WHICH VALARR TARGARYEN'S WIFE ATTENDS ASHFORD TOURNEY. ( 03.05.26 ) ( valarr targaryen )

Valarr Targaryen x fem!OC Maliya Vier [modern AU] ⤷When even without dragons, the Targaryens wielded enormous power. Valarr Targaryen is known as a prince even though he does not wear a crown, and Maliya is not interested in school life at all, having enough of her own worries to deal with. They both thought they could manage on their own and did not let anyone into their lives until they met each other. "𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒂 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔?" "𝑵𝒐. [...] 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒏. " ✴︎ In a world where the Targaryens, even without dragons, Valyrian blood, or the right to rule the Seven Kingdoms, were able to stand out from the crowd. They were different, which made some admire them and others fear them terribly. They attracted the attention of many people, but there were also those who preferred to stay on the sidelines and just watch. Not out of fear or jealousy, but out of disgust. Cause, how could they understand the nature of weak and hard-working people whose life they could destroy with a single word? The Targaryens had everything from the moment they were born and did not know what it was like to earn something; they were assured of a rich future thanks to their ancestors. However, even those who were higher up, rich, and sleeping in silk were under pressure, because some wanted to be better than their ancestors; they didn't want to disappoint others' expectations. They didn't want to disappoint themselves. studentxstudent