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A Daeron "The Drunken" Targaryen RP blog by Toby
(33, they/them, uk)
Primarily using Henry Ashton's performance in the series 'A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms' based on the original books.
Follows/asks from @fallensmith
Carrd: Here
Aka: @poeticposie | @elurinlost | @asharpglance | @promisesofstone | @unexpectedwhimsy
Tags
Memes and prompts - #rp memes
Headcanons - #headcanons
Ooc - #Toby talks
See @promisesofstone for guidelines etc. honestly
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Happy Pride month everyone <3
Then ofc I have my Daeron over at @drunkdreamer
☠ - slam my muse into a wall - Aerion @ofdragonfireandblood
The impact forced a cry from him and he stumbled, held up only by the strength of his younger brother. Daeron had been ill-prepared for the assault, and glassy eyes stared in surprise at the expression on Aerion's face. A moment of near silence passed between them, broken only by the heavy breathing of both brothers. Then, finally, Daeron found his voice.
"What are you doing?"
His words were soft and slurred, one hand lifting to rest on one of Aerion's arms while the other hung loose at his side, fingers curled around the handle of a tankard.
HENRY ASHTON as LORD STANLEY DUDLEY My Lady Jane (2024) 1.05 - I'm Gonna Change the World
“She really scares me. It's as if she's not looking at you, but she can see you.” - @goldandcinders (aure abt seral i think lol)
"Like she's staring into your very soul," Daeron agreed, a shudder running down his spine simply thinking about the woman. Was she a woman? Honestly, there were days he had his doubts. There was an almost ethereal quality to the woman, something of the gods or something older about her. Then again, he supposed he was prone to melodrama with the way the dreams and prophecy toyed with his mind. Perhaps she was a simple woman tasked with the education and discipline of the Royal line. He imagined such a task would not be an easy one. "She always seems to appear at inopportune moments, too."
"If I obey him I will only disappoint him all the more, for having given him hope..." he managed a wry smile, that brief, wine-borne confidence giving way to his usual, comfortable self-depreciation.
A twinge of guilt had his eyes drop to the floor, a visible cringe in his facial features before he rose unsteadily to his feet.
"I am sorry, Uncle, I... I have been too long at Aerion's bedside I fear," another laugh, reedy and thin and lacking in any true humour. "I shall see if the Maester has left any."
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“Aerion is to blame for many things,” he answered, his voice thick and pained. The more consciousness he regained, the more it ached. “But you should not hide your faults behind his.”
Baelor grit his teeth and attempted to sit up. The wave of pain that washed over him made him swear.
“Where is that godsdamned Maester - ours, mind you, not lord Ashford’s fool.”
"I simply meant that my tongue has learned harshness..." he whispered, but lowered his head. "Not that he is to blame for my actions."
No, gods forbid any but he shoulder the blame of the other children of Maekar.
He felt pained, seeing his Uncle as he was. He searched the cabinets nearby but found only empty bottles. "Caradoc? I will send for him. Or fetch him myself, if you'd rather your condition not be broadcast..."
valaeron doodle that ran away from me lol
dyanna dayne brushing her first baby’s hair in the garden of summerhall
a fantastic edit of daeron that the lovely @sjdjaisjaa did for my birthday
You've been compromised. I'm afraid I must insist on doing the honorable thing. (from uncle)
"What do you mean?"
He felt unmoored, suddenly very aware of his own heartbeat. A trembling hand fished a wineskin from his robes and he drank deeply, partly out of habit and partly to try and combat his now dry mouth. Daeron did not know exactly of what Baelor spoke, but the serious tone frightened him.
It’s a Daeron kind of day. Bear with me.😔😔😔
°✧*:·゚ 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐓𝐘 ··· a collection of regency drama, forbidden desire, reputation & ruin, propriety abandoned sentence starters. genre: historical romance, angst, scandal, duty versus heart.
You've been seen. We've been seen. Do you understand what that means?
I cannot marry you. My father has already promised me to someone else.
The ton is calling you ruined. What were you thinking, being alone with them?
You dance beautifully. Pity this will be the only waltz society allows us.
I saw you in the garden with Lord/Lady [Name]. Does your betrothed know?
Take off your gloves. Let me see your hands properly, just once.
The wedding banns have already been read. It's too late to change your mind now.
You've been compromised. I'm afraid I must insist on doing the honorable thing.
Mama says I'm not to speak with you anymore. She says you're a rake/ruined.
How dare you show your face here after what you did to my family's name.
I received your letter. I burned it, as I should have burned all the others.
The Queen has struck you from her list. You'll never receive a royal invitation again.
You think a country dance means I've forgiven you? How naive.
I don't care what the marriage contract says. I will never share your bed.
Your reputation precedes you. They say you've left a trail of broken hearts.
I saw the way you looked at them during the musicale. You're not as subtle as you think.
My dowry has been withdrawn. I bring nothing to this marriage now but scandal.
You were supposed to be my friend. Instead, you told everyone my secret.
The modiste sent your measurements to the wrong household. The entire club is laughing.
I cannot be seen arriving with you. Meet me by the rose garden in one hour.
Your brother challenged mine to a duel. Over me. What have we done?
I am with child. Unmarried. Do you comprehend the gravity of this?
They're calling me a fortune hunter in the scandal sheets.
You must marry someone suitable. I am neither titled nor wealthy enough for your family.
I heard the whispers. They think we're having an affair.
The settlement papers are drawn. Sign them and this farce of a betrothal ends.
You've had three seasons and not one acceptable proposal. Mama is beside herself.
I saw you leaving the library together. Was the door locked?
Your name is attached to mine in today's Whistledown. We're ruined.
I don't love you. I don't even particularly like you. But I need your name.
The Duke/Duchess has withdrawn their support of your debut. You're finished.
You kissed me in front of the entire garden party. What were you thinking?
I will not be your mistress, no matter how persuasive your arguments.
My chaperone fell asleep. We have perhaps ten minutes before she wakes.
You've been courting my sister while writing me poetry. Which of us do you actually want?
The marriage mart is closed to you now. No respectable family will receive you.
I found your love letters. Hidden in a book of sermons, of all places.
You're engaged to be married in a fortnight. Why are you in my chambers?
The scandal has reached the Queen. She's demanding an audience.
I cannot give you an heir. The physician confirmed it this morning.
Your gambling debts have bankrupted the estate. We've lost everything.
I saw you at that club. The one respectable gentlemen/ladies don't speak of.
You must choose—your family's approval or your heart's desire.
The wedding is tomorrow. Tell me now if you're going to flee.
I heard you refused three proposals this season. Are you waiting for someone?
Your mourning period isn't even over and already you're entertaining suitors.
The settlement requires an heir within two years. That's all this marriage is.
I found the annulment papers in your desk. You've been planning this all along.
They're saying you bought your title. That your wealth comes from trade.
I will not be paraded around ballrooms like a prized mare at auction.
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Kiera of Tyrosh and Prince Valarr
Kiera of Tyrosh and Prince Daeron
(art by: Crazy_toma777)
Maekar and his maekarlings
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