recs for all of my favorite characters from a knight of the seven kingdoms!
warnings: most of these have smut in them. not all, but if you are a minor i would steer clear! also. what floats my boat may very well NOT float yours. these amazing authors have provided warnings in their tags and their summaries. i would say overall these are relatively tame (for this fandom) but be aware of your own likes and dislikes!!
also, i have reblogged all of these fics listed here at some point on this blog! reblogging supports our authors and keeps the good vibes going. reblogging is what keeps the fandom alive, so if you read fics and you like them, make sure you show some support and let other people see them by sharing!!
i love everyone on this list okay bye
ser duncan the tall
the princess' protector by @chuluoyi
meet me in the woods by @cosmictheo
ride! by @/cosmictheo
thigh riding dunk by @captainfern
the perfect remedy by @/captain fern
i'll help you by @/captainfern (my biggest flex is that i was the anon who begged in her asks for this lmfao)
comparing hand sizes while you stroke his cock by @louloucake
pervy farmer!dunk by @/louloucake
like a faithful dog, ser by @/louloucake
tension and tenderness by @spicyrose
top dog by @abbysbenchpr
my man on willpower! by @/abbysbenchpr
pink tips by @dolcefloral
dunk x targ!reader headcanon by @ghostlybfgf
ser duncan headcanon by @knxghts-in-white-satin
ser duncan headcanon by @navluvr
moonlit & unguarded by @cat-fire
i'll make a mess of you by @/cat-fire
the maid he shouldn't want by @/cat-fire
give me five minutes by @bunnyishh
darkish!dunk x crybaby!reader by @uneswan
older ser duncan x maid!reader by @oakleafing
back in the mud again by @armouredflesh
i could never love another by @nostarfights
shame my love by @targlocket
pushing it down and praying by @dreamed-dusk
you, strange as angels (you're just like a dream) by @breakspearz
venus as a boy by @goat-limbs
dunk receiving his lady's favor by @knightofcassiopeia
baelor targaryen
haunting me (you must be) by @aliensupastar
blessed by @/captainfern
motives by @gwellsy
maekar targaryen
lark of my heart by @lovebugism
recluse neighbor!maekar by @cintoasted
a charming bride by @ratgirl300
swift retaliation by @/ratgirl300
the garden of evil by @eowyns-fantasy
we can escape to the great sunshine by @/eowyns-fantasy
tethered by @hayatistic
soothe the wrath and tame the fury by @erwinsvow
maekar watching his wife sleeping by @cats4dayssss82
my hot husband by @/targlocket
ultraviolence by @halfformedthing
in heat by @/eowyns-fantasy
daeron targaryen
his oasis by @/captainfern
a kindness you can't afford by @cherrysweets-world
daeron headcanon by @/targlocket
need by @/captainfern
alpha!daeron snippet by @/spicyrose
tell me how to do it by @/louloucake
i dreamed of you by @deertaur
lay my sword down anyway by @luvemmdubb
the river that held a dragon by @sconniebelle
valarr targaryen
modern!valarr headcanon by @rottenbites
charmed by @ofcrowsandravens
romanticism by @slaytheusurper
a really good friend by @catbayunthestoryteller
valarr getting hard watching you ride a horse by @stardusthoneymia
the look of love by @osarina
ripped at the thigh by @the-darklings
married at first sight!valarr by @lalalovelyly
aerion targaryen
trailer trash!aerion. the whole thing. like, all of them. by @/louloucake
knights earn, dragons take by @/captainfern
mean!pussy drunk aerion @/captainfern
aerion spoiling his wife @/louloucake
your first time with trailer trash!aerion by @/louloucake
pretty stupid baby by @aeralux
breeding kink aerion by @/captainfern
desperate public sex with aerion by @/captainfern
wine and a pretty wench by @catbayunthestoryteller
under the table by @.celestielwyvern
headcanons
soulmate au by @missglaskin
another knight crowning you by @ghostlybfgf
akotsk characters accidentally hurting you by @ange1archive
suppertime by @superhoeva
an unfair retort by @bellesreverie
falling in love with a commoner by @sunshineflowersandkisses
how they react with a gentle wife by @sansaorgana
meeting their newborn for the first time by @ildico-the-golden
valyrian wedding with targaryen men by @/ange1archive
multiple characters/ miscellaneous
the stag and his doe by @/captainfern (dunk and lyonel x reader)
be good and share by @/captainfern (dunk and daeron x reader)
Your splayed, oiled palms ran down the hard planes of Baelor’s back, his muscles rippling and tensing beneath your touch as you massaged the knots that had formed over the past several weeks with reverence.
You were seated atop his backside, knees pressing into the bedding below while your calves hugged the sides of his waist.
“How’s that?” you murmured, admiring the way his tan skin glistened in the candlelight.
The tops of your fingers would occasionally trace over one of the many scars that had been etched into his body; the sizes and colours of the faded lesions varied, some the length of your forearm and a lighter hue, while others were as small as a quill tip and similar in tone to the surrounding skin.
Baelor hummed in reply before a muffled, “perfect,” left his parted lips.
The right side of his face was pressed into a cushion below, providing you with the alluring image of his open mouth, flushed left cheekbone, and fluttering, dark lashes.
He made a content rumbling every time you worked out a stubborn lump, the hand he had resting around your calf tightening in appreciation of your efforts.
A raspy, dizzying moan left his throat in a long exhale when your hands kneaded at a particularly sensitive wound–one that, despite being eleven years old, would periodically still flare up and throb.
The sound made your legs constrict around him and eyelids flicker as arousal settled thickly at the base of your spine. You lingered around the edges of the aged laceration, evoking another low, unconstrained noise from deep within his chest.
Slowly, your fingers dragged upwards, leaving a trail of long, red welts that took their time to vanish, along the length of his shoulder blades.
The dark grey and silvery hair that rested around the nape of his neck and ear was sleek from a coating of oil, darkened from when you had earlier threaded through the strands in a besotted manner. They had looked enticingly cute; their naturally curled shape too tempting for you to not reach up and twirl them around a single, slick digit.
“Turn around,” you commanded once you had managed to get all of the painful nodules out of his shoulders, your hips rising to provide him with room to flip over.
Once Baelor was comfortably facing you, you sat back down over his pelvis, legs tightening around his body once more when he peered up at you with a knowing smile.
This part wasn’t for him as much as it was for you.
He had gained a thickness over his muscles as the years passed, a supple, malleable layer of meat that easily surrendered to your ministrations.
You poured more lotion over your palms, rubbing them together until the liquid was warm, and then placed them atop his torso.
The hair that was scattered over the stretch of his chest immediately darkened as the balm coated his skin; the glossy sheen that enhanced the bulkiness of his upper body caused heat to unfurl within your lower abdomen, drift up, and settle in blotchy, tingly patches over your throat and face.
Baelor’s own hands were resting over the upper part of your thighs, his new position supplying him more access to you.
His body jolted forward when one of your nails accidentally scraped his dusky nipple, eliciting a startled intake of air from the older man. You bit the inside of your cheek to refrain from remarking on how sensitive he was, despite knowing that he would never retaliate even if you were to do it again.
“Enjoying yourself?” Baelor inquired after several minutes of being thoroughly prodded, scraped, and tugged at.
His scarred brow rose in response to the engrossed, fixated look on your face.
You hadn’t noticed how drastically your breathing had changed; immersed with the way his short, coarse hairs felt when you combed through them, and how every sinewy ridge of his flesh pliantly absorbed each stroke and squeeze you delivered.
“No,” you lied, fingers following the silvery-dark trail of hair that led downwards, to the top of his linen breeches, “but I will be soon enough.”
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Some of you don't know that I would let this sad man absolutely defile me in ways that only fatherless mother fuckers can handle and im sorry but you just need to know
I would hold this man's fucking hand in the rain. I would wipe away his tears and protect him from harm. I would listen to him talk in the middle of the night. I would hug him from behind when I know that something is wrong even when he won't say it. I would pick him up little gifts because I think of him constantly. I would excitedly listen to him tell me about any and everything that interests him because his happiness is mine. I would share my blankets with him. I would make sure he never falls asleep on the couch alone. I would let my hand linger in the spot where he laid in the middle of the night just to be reminded of his warmth. I would speak of him to my friends with only the most adoring tones, because he has become not just a figure in my life but a fixture. I would stare at the clock and wonder if the days, hours, minutes, and seconds drag on for him just as they do for me when we are apart. I would see his name tucked in the corners of book shops and smile because I know he exists. I would wish ill upon those who wish him harm.
I WOULD UNHINGE MY JAW LIKE A GODDAMN SNAKE AND SWALLOW THAT FOOTLONG LIKE ITS THE EARLY 2000S AND IM IN A COMMERCIAL FOR SUBWAY.
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