Jon Snow

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This blog is for the world of Westeros. Feel free to request anything you want (nothing for Joffrey please 🙏🏻)

I’ll write for Game of Thrones, House of The Dragon and A Knight of Seven Kingdoms.

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Favourite HOTD characters

Favourite AKOTSK characters

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[houseofthewhores]

Ship me with someone in HOTD

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Aemond Targaryen

Aegon Targaryen

Helaena Targaryen

Rhaenyra Targaryen

Daemon Targaryen

Rhaenys Targaryen

Addam Velaryon

Alicent Hightower

Criston Cole

Voting ended onJun 17

[houseofthewhores]

Who in AKOTSK would you ship me with?

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Aerion

Valarr

Daeron

Duncan

Lyonel

Maekar

Baelor

Tanselle

Steffon

Raymun

Voting ended onJun 17

[houseofthewhores]

Trope ideas for Aemond Fic!!

Place your suggestions

Cold Exterior/Possessive core

“I would burn the realm for you.”

Royal duty vs forbidden attraction

He doesn’t need to ask if you’re okay. He removes threats.

Voting ended onJun 17

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Who should I write a fanfic for in HOTD?

Who should I do?

Aemond Targaryen

Ser Criston Cole

Rhaenys Targaryen

Jacaerys Velaryon

Other (comment)

Voting ended onJun 17

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Who should I write a fanfic for in AKOTSK??

Who should I do?

Valarr Targaryen

Aerion Targaryen

Baelor Targaryen

Maekar Targaryen

Other (comment who)

Voting ended onJun 17

[yunyuu]

He's cute. Too cute in fact.

[houseofthewhores]

Facts 🤏🏻😩

[jacaerysstark]

[valarrsgirl]

he’s evil but unfortunately he’s exactly my type

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When you say “I love you”

Features: Valarr, Daeron, Aerion, Duncan, Baelor, Maekar, Lyonel

Warnings: Some smut in Aerion’s part, slight angst in Daeron’s part, Alcohol.

Valarr

You had said those theee words when he had gotten injured in another fight with Aerion over something Aerion had said about you. Valarr never got angry much unless it came to you.

You were cleaning a cut on his shoulder when you muttered those words after he muttered that you needn’t worry about him. You both went quiet after that. You tried to pull away.

“No no no, you needn’t hide after saying what you feel my love.”

He gently took your hands and pulled you to stand in front of him. He rubbed his thumbs on the top of your hands.

“I’ll let you know a little secret.”

He leans in close, lips brushing your ear.

“I love you too.”

Daeron

You had found him in an inn, drowning away the latest dreams he had. You could see the tears lurking in his dazed eyes as he looks over at you.

“Ah, come to drag me back home have you?”

You sat next to him and gently ease the drink from his hand. You took his cold hands and pressed a kiss to each palm.

“I do not see why you still care for me.”

The word left your mouth before you could think. I love you. His eyes widen slightly and he goes to say something before looking away.

“I dreamed of you. A red smile across your throat. It’s terrified me.”

You didn’t say anything, just held his hands until he was ready to talk or go home, you weren’t sure. But you’d wait as long as it takes for him.

Aerion

He’s used to women saying they love him after he’s fucked them once. Wenches and serving girls alike. But he’d never once heard you say it to him, despite being married for the past two years.

“At least act like you are interested in when we’re in public places. I am your husband after all.”

He unbuckles his belt, tossing it on the ground as he turned to look at where you lay on your shared bed, book in hand.

“For the last time Aerion, I do not hate you. Quite the opposite actually, not that you even pay attention.”

You placed your book aside and watched as he processed your words. A grin slowly grew on his lips as he walked closer, kneeling on the bed between your legs.

“Say it. I want to hear those words from your pretty mouth before I claim it.”

His lips crashed to yours before you even finish speaking, his hands making quick of your clothing. You’d always belong to him, no matter what you say.

Duncan

You’ve been accompanying Duncan since before Ser Arlan’s death and had grown very close with him. He had told you about the Trial of the Seven and you begged him to run, pleading.

“I cannot just run. That’s cowardly and it’ll only put you in so much danger. They’ll come for me. I can’t let you get hurt by my actions.”

You dropped the stick you were holding and walked over to him, stepping onto a log. You grabbed his face and pulled him into a kiss. You pulled back after a few minutes for air.

“I love you stupid fool. I won’t have you dying over some cruel Princeling.”

Duncan’s chest warmed and he pulled you into a hug, resting his head on top of yours.

“It’ll all alright. We’ll get through this.”

And for once Duncan believed himself.

Baelor

Baelor knew he loved you from the day he met you when you were both only ten and three (13 years old). You were wearing a beautiful blue dress that coincidentally matched his eye. He thought you were the most gorgeous person he’d ever seen on your wedding day.

You had once been scared of love so you had never said you loved him, but he knew you did with the way you’d make sure he was happy and loved.

“I love you.”

You murmured one night after a tense dinner with his family. He didn’t react very much but you say the sparkle appear in his eyes as he lifted your hand, placing a kiss to the birthmark on the back.

“And I love you, Darling.”

Maekar

Maekar was once again beyond pissed as Egg and Daeron have once again disappeared. You were watching him pace the room from your spot at the table.

“This is fucking nonsense. Fucking hell. Where are they this time.”

You chuckles softly and stood up, walking over to him. You took his hands, stopping him from wearing a hole in the stone floors.

“They’ll be fine. Daeron is most likely hiding at an inn and sweet Egg has probably just gone to find a new spot to read away from Aerion.”

You assured him and he sighed, squeezing your hands. You ducked your head to catch his gaze.

“They’ll be fine, trust me. I love you too much to lie to you.”

His shoulders ease and he nods, pulling you into a hug as he presses a kiss to the crown of your head.

“You’re right, as usual.”

Lyonel

Lyonel was not quiet or closed off about his love for you. Always proudly telling other Lords about the absolutely beautiful love of his life. He would make sure everyone knew that he loved you and only you.

You were more quiet about your feelings and showed your love by making sure all his antlers were clean and placed away nicely, even taking it upon yourself to personally put them away.

He loved it, seeing the one he loved taking such care of something that represents him and his house, it made him both happy and incredibly hard.

“Lyonel, I love you, but can you please stop leaving your crown on the floor? It’ll get dirty.”

You barely processed your words before you noticed the grin on his face. You decided to just accept it and move on.

“Yes, you heard me. Now pick it up.”

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How they react when they get jealous- Headcanons

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➥ Gwayne Hightower-He handles jealousy by trying to outshine his competition for your attention immediately.

➥ If a suitor is bragging about a hunting trip to impress you, Gwayne will suddenly appear, leaning casually against a wall, and tell a war story that makes the other man’s hunt look like a child’s game.

➥ He gets soo petty,He will critique the other man's armor, his fashion, or his skills with a charming smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes.

➥ He inserts himself physically between you and his rival, usually offering you his arm or a drink, effectively turning his back on the person bothering him.

➥ Later he acts like he wasn't jealous at all, and he’ll demand your praise “That fellow was a bore wasn't he? you’re lucky i saved you my lady”.

➥ Aemond Targaryen- he does not show emotions and becomes quiet ,too quiet.

➥ When he sees someone else holding your attention, for example a lord lingering too long on your hand or a knight making you laugh ,the temperature in a room seems to drop.

➥ He will simply stare,he fixes his gaze on the person flirting with you, not blinking, until the intense weight of his gaze makes the other person stumble over their words and make them uncomfortable.

➥ He doesn't interrupt or rush over immediately ,instead he waits for the right moment to slide his arm around your waist possessively.

➥ He will switch to High Valyrian, murmuring things into your ear that make you blush, specifically to exclude the other person from the conversation and make them feel awkward.

➥ Alicent Hightower- Alicent doesn't fight for you, Her insecurity convinces her that you probably prefer the other person,someone freer, happier, or less burdened by duty than she is. So she will simply back off.

➥ You’ll notice she starts picking at her cuticles or twisting her rings. Her posture stiffens and her responses to you become short and formal “Yes, my lady”instead of your name.

➥ She will use propriety as her shield, she’ll interrupt the interaction by claiming you are needed elsewhere for a duty.

➥ It takes a lot of reassurance to get her to admit she was hurt. She needs you to come to her, to choose her explicitly, to melt the ice wall she puts up.

➥ Rhaenyra Targaryen -she has the blood of the dragon, so obviously she does not share what is rightfully hers.

➥ Her jealousy isn't insecure, it’s more like she gets offended , like she cannot believe anyone would dare try to get your attention while she is standing right there.

➥ She will interrupt a conversation without apology, demanding your presence for a council matter or simply because she desires it.

➥ If she’s jealous, she will touch your face, hold your hand, or kiss your cheek in front of her rival, marking her territory,It really is a power move.

➥ If the person doesn't get the hint, she will glare daggers at them until they back off. She wants you to know that you are the Realm's Delight's delight, and no one else’s.

➥ Aerion Targaryen -Jealousy with him is not cute, it is a real hazard.

➥ He sees you as an part of his own vanity and glory. He’s very possessive ,so If someone looks at you with desire, Aerion takes it as a personal insult to his "property."

➥ He will smile, with his terrifying, wide smile that implies violence. He might "accidentally" spill wine on his rival, or challenge them to a duel that goes too far. He’s violent,what can u do.

➥ He becomes overwhelming with you immediately after ,drowning you in gifts, jewelry, affection or dragging you away from the feast to demand you tell him he is the only dragon you see.

➥ Dunk - Oh my little baby is just "thick as a castle wall” but his self-esteem is lower than Flea Bottom.

➥ When he gets jealous (it’s usually when a highborn knight or lord is flirting with you), he assumes he has already lost.

➥ So he will physically step back, making himself small despite his massive size.

➥ He won't ever interrupt ,he’ll just stand in the shadows, looking like a kicked puppy.

➥ He won't say anything until you are alone, he’ll become very quiet, staring at his hands, convinced that you would be better off with a proper lord who can give you a castle and wealth, not with some hedge knight who sleeps under the stars.

➥ You have to be the one to reassure him ,you have to reach up, hold his hands, and tell him he’s the only one you want. And when you do, the relief that washes over his face is heartbreakingly sweet.

[houseofthewhores]

Hiii pookie! I need a HOTD version of your Their reaction to you trying to spit instead of swallowing. (You did for AKOTSK) 🙏🏻👀

Oooooh freaky😏

Here you are.

Their reaction to you spitting, instead of swallowing.

Includes: Aemond, Aegon, Daemon, Jacaerys, Cregan, Addam

Warnings: MDNI, smut, oral, c*m, rough, p in v, breeding

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Aemond Targaryen

Aemond hated being disobeyed. Control was something he craved and needed in his life. So when you spat out his seed instead of swallowing like he said, he wasn’t happy.

“You never listen, do you? As per usual, you disobey me.”

He pulled you to the bed by your arm and threw you onto it. He blew out the candles, painting the room dark with the only light coming from the silver moon through the window.

He knelt on the bed between your legs, unlacing his breeches with one hand as he pulled silk over your eyes. He took his eyepatch off and placed it aside before slamming into you with a grunt.

He made sure you’d remember to obey him next time, spilling his seed deep enough that it barely dripped out when he pulled away.

Aegon Targaryen

He pulled out off your mouth with a wet pop, grinning with satisfaction. He looked down and saw you spitting his seed out. His grin slowly faded and he crouched down to be eye level.

“You made a mess on my floors and of yourself. Did I allow you to spit? Hmm?”

He sighed and stood up again. He walked over to the small chest by his bed, unlocking it with a loud click. He didn’t turn back to you, just grabbed something.

“On the bed, lying on your stomach. I need to remind you where my seed belongs.”

He watched you obey and used a piece of silk to bind your hands behind your back. He knelt behind and within seconds he was buried deep.

Daemon Targaryen

He noticed the second you tried to spit his seed out, one hand still tangled in your hair. He tugged your head closer and covered your mouth with one hand, clicking his tongue mockingly as his hand tightened in your hair almost to the point of pain.

“Now that’s not what I told you to do, is it?”

He watched as you immediately swallowed what remained in your mouth, some on your chin and tits. He hummed before collecting it with two fingers, bringing it to your mouth expectantly. He knew you’d obey, just like every other time. You enjoyed it.

“Well go on, clean them.”

Jacaerys Velaryon

Jacaerys was never fully consumed by his own desires. Nothing mattered more to him than how you felt. He knew you never really liked to swallow often, the taste and texture being uncomfortable for you.

“It’s up to you. Spit or swallow, I do not mind.”

He cleaned everything up when you spat his seed out onto a cloth. He tosses it away and lifted you up from your spot kneeling on the ground before laying you on the bed.

“My turn to make you see stars My Love.”

He slowly pushed your dress skirts up and held eye contact as he slowly lowered his head between your legs, tongue instantly getting to work.

Cregan Stark

He always paid close attention to everything you did in the privacy of your shared bedchambers or during intimate moments like this. So when you went to spit, a cloth was handed to you so it wouldn’t be a mess.

“Easy Love, are you alright? You never usually spit.”

He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, eyes tracing over your face. He was concerned, but when you urged him to sit back and straddled him, a soft smirk grew on his lips.

“Okay, take the lead Love. I’m all yours.”

Everyone else in Winterfell made sure to stay clear of that room for the entire day.

Addam Velaryon

Addam was still processing that you even gave him oral, one hand stroking your hair. He looked down and noticed you spitting his seed out. He got nervous almost immediately.

“Are you okay? I should’ve asked if it was okay.”

He grabbed his discarded shirt and gently wiped your mouth before fetching a cup of water, having you drink slowly in case your throat was sore. He watched you carefully before cleaning up the mess on the door.

“I’ll be more careful next time sweetheart.”

He pressed a soft kiss to your forehead.

Will do a part two if you want more characters!!

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Mmm

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[hammersanvil]

I love his little reaction to "sleep in inns" lmao he got the ick😭

[hammersanvil]

"How dare Maekar enable Aerion and let him get away with so much"

How Aerion looks at Maekar after committing atrocities:

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[houseofthewhores]

Their reaction when you randomly hold their hand.

Includes: Aerion, Duncan, Valarr, Daeron, Baelor, Markar, Lyonel

Warnings: None except cuteness, small tones of sadness and suggestive comment In Lyonel’s part.

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Aerion Targaryen

He was a possessive man by nature, believing himself to be a dragon in human form. Aerion never let you stray to far from his sight or reach. You were always nearby and he found your presence a constant comfort, not that he would ever admit that to anyone, not even you.

You often grew uncomfortable in tense situations and had found yourself in one soon after arriving in Ashford Meadow. Two stable boys were staring at you, a hunger hidden in their eyes. Aerion was talking to his cousin, Valarr about how knighthood has fallen on sadder days.

You went over to him and clutched his hand, avoiding the stable boys. Aerion caught on immediately and wanted to tear the eyes from their sockets, yet he restrained himself and silently led you away.

“Stable boys have no right laying their disgusting eyes on a dragon’s lover.”

Those very same stable boys were found dead the very next morning.

Duncan the Tall

Duncan was an awkward yet sweet man. He often found himself subconsciously standing behind you and Egg as you watched the jousting matches so nobody would be able to get close enough to the two people he held most dear to his heart.

You had found a home in Duncan the first day you met him. He had become your best friend, your lover and you never wanted it any other way. You two were walking behind Egg who was rambling on about how horses are rather smart or something like that.

You subconsciously took Duncan’s hand and laced your fingers with his as you responded to whatever Egg asked. Duncan looked down at your linked hands and smiled happily as he gently lifted your hands, leaning down to kiss the back of yours.

“I do really love you, sweetheart.”

And he did. He would do anything for you (and Egg) which included punishing a certain Targaryen Prince again.

Valarr Targaryen

He wasn’t too surprised as you did it quite often and he always enjoyed it when you did. But it was a little different than usual. Another woman had been openly flirty with him and you gently grabbed his hand.

“I’m sorry, but my partner is feeling uncomfortable with you flirting with me. I am loyal and you’re making us both uncomfortable.”

He squeezed your hand before leading you away from the woman who was red from embarrassment. Once back in the privacy of his tent, he stood in front of you and gently held your face.

“You are the only one I will ever love. I swear by the gods. You are my forever.”

He gently kissed you.

Daeron Targaryen

Daeron was drunk yet again and you found yourself going out to find him, out of love and worry. You found him, standing alone by a small fire. You silently stood next to him, knowing he’d talk whenever he was ready.

“The dreams are starting to get more terrifying…”

A tear had fallen and he wiped it away, not wanting to seem weak in front of you. You moved closer and held his hand, something you never did unless he made the move first.

“I don’t want to lose you..”

He clung to your hand, holding it to his chest as he took a shaky breath. He eventually led you back inside so neither of you got sick.

Baelor Targaryen

It wasn’t often that you were openly affectionate with your husband and he understood your reasons. Today he was getting Valarr’s armour out on him so he could fight for Ser Duncan.

“It’ll be fine my love, I will come back to you.”

Baelor assured you, seeing the nerves growing in your eyes. You felt somewhat assured and walked over to him, gently taking his hand. He pressed a soft kiss to your hair.

“Nyke ry alway ikson kesor nuhor nyke jedrar.” (I will always be here, My Love)

And you believed him. He’d never broken a promise before and he wouldn’t start now.

Maekar Targaryen

He was stressed about where Daeron and Aegon had gotten to this time. He had been cursing and pacing all morning. You just wanted to relax after the long journey to Ashford Meadow. You sat near Baelor who was watching his brother pace and gently caught Maekar’s hand as he came close.

“Where the fuck-“

He cut himself off and looked at your hand. He sighed and sat down with a groan, still muttering to himself. He squeezed your hand and pressed a kiss to the back of it, relaxing slightly.

“They turn up eventually.”

He begrudgingly accepted that his sons were off somewhere and would be okay. He kept a tight hold on your hand, not wanting someone else to disappear on him.

Lyonel Baratheon

Lyonel had been sulky since Duncan didn’t agree to come to Storms End with him. He’d been whining and complaining about how he thought they were close friends and that he felt betrayed.

You found it amusing how sulky your husband was being and made sure to comment on it whenever you could. It always made him more grumpy which you enjoyed seeing a lot.

“I don’t get how he could choose to sleep under a fucking tree! I’m Lyonel fucking Baratheon!”

He exclaimed and you sighed, taking his hand to calm him. He pulled you into his lap and buried his face in your neck.

“At least I have the world’s most gorgeous person coming with me. The same person who loves to come on my fingers.”

He grinned against your neck as you let out a soft gasp.