The kidnap
Daemon had spent all morning without his brother, so, in order to reclaim him, he opted for just... Taking him on his arms and taking him out the council chamber xD
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The kidnap
Daemon had spent all morning without his brother, so, in order to reclaim him, he opted for just... Taking him on his arms and taking him out the council chamber xD
Deliberado, nunca lo acabé, pero tampoco me he olvidado.
And Sure in Language Strange
Daemon schemes, Viserys is ready for him.
(Or, mind the tags and enjoy the ride, on AO3)
Fight
Whenever these two morons get into fights, they can also find some kind of comfort in the mini versions of themselves. Specially since their mini-me actually shows the affection the other cannot show in public
A proper apology
The king was angry at his brother for his words about his child's death. To make it up for him, he indulged into some of his grace's needs as a proper apology for his mindlessness
Wips and sketches of an omegaverse AU were Otto managed to turn Viserys into an omega and he enda up being punished by becoming a septa(he'll pull all the Targtowers babes before Daemon can save him lol)
His grace's heat is comming
And unfortunately(for him... Maybe??) his consort already has smelled it from a mile away
The problem with Daemon is that he'll always have what he wants ✨
So
My internet is not on its prime
BUT MY DRAWING SKILLS ARE!
The dance of the dragons, the how and why of a resentful hand with two young lovers.
It is said that you only hate what you have loved most in life. Especially if that garment has caused you pain and humiliation that are difficult to forgive and forget.
For Lord Otto, that was the young Targaryen prince, Daemon, whose precocious curiosity and adolescence led him to seek satisfaction for those curiosities in the arms of his grandfather's assistant.
They always attacked at the most inopportune moments. It was Otto who stole the young prince's first kiss, his first warmth, and his first, and in Otto's own opinion, most satisfying orgasm.
However, when the young man was finally betrothed, it wasn't him Daemon sought, it wasn't in him that he found his soulmate... It was in the young Prince Viserys, gentle and docile by nature, It was in him that Daemon found his other half. His partner, his destined one... And Otto? Insulted, he was discarded, a youthful and forbidden love, Daemon said.
A distant dream that had been dismissed as a youthful mistake, something that shouldn't have happened. And Viserys knew it, oh, he knew. And yet, instead of repudiating his indiscreet young husband, casting him aside for him to be the saviour of Daemon in his turmoil, the young prince forgave, forgave, and forgot the affronts of both of them, because that was how Viserys was, that was the young man whom no one believed would be king some day
And that day, amidst the crowd that watched as the two siblings, deeply in love, danced to their own rhythm, performing a dance called "the flight of the dragon," Otto observed with grief, envy and jealousy, Longing for that young boy of barely 15 who danced in another man's arms, that boy who, at 13, meekly surrendered to him, promising to always love him, to be his, even in sickness and in health, and now?
Now he was a stranger, he was the husband of the young Prince Viserys, whom he kissed and adored infront of everyone...
And it was then that Otto Hightower realized that Daemon would never be his playting again
Daemon would never crawl under his sheets again, seeking his warmth and tenderness...
For he had already choosen. And the one he had choosen wasn't Otto himself.
It is said that you only hate what you loved most in this life...
And Otto?
Otto hated with all his soul that silver-haired young man infront of him, he whom had given him the sweetness of his kisses, the softness of his touch, and now snatched it all away to give it to another man, accepting in his place the sweet Viserys, a bland and ordinary guy who could never give him the passion that lord Otto could offer to Daemon. Even though he knew Viserys was the person Daemon loved most. He had heard him, he sighed his name, he cried out for the unattainable older brother he wished to have between his legs instead of old Otto Hightower. Otto knew it, he knew that Daemon loved another man, and yet he didn't want to see it
What Otto didn't know was that behind that sweet and understanding gaze, the dragon's fire was hidden, as in every Targaryen who had ever lived.