#aegon targaryen headcanons

[rhaenyra-storms]

Aegon x healer!reader where reader is affectionate yet professional? She's taking care of him like a child and Aegon, being a meow meow with mommy issues has fallen hard.

oh, we all know aegon has deep mommy issues, so this is definitely something i can imagine happening heheh

pairing: aegon targaryen x f!reader warnings: aegon is falling hard AND FAST, mommy issues, description of an open wound, blood, he just wants to be cared for, aegon could be a warning (but he's soft in this), alcohol addiction words: 1.5k

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Aegon didn't want to fall in love with you. It was really more of an accident in his eyes. Growing up with his mother's influence and going through a phase of defying her and then obeying her, he could maybe trace his interest in you back to that.

He always wanted to impress his mother like Aemond did. He wasn't as gentle as Helaena or as strong as Aemond.

Maybe he just wanted someone to care for him and just him. His mother had always been bouncing between the realm, his father and his siblings. All those expectations set upon him from a young age had made him turn to alcohol and it was the only thing strong enough to numb his thoughts in a sufficient way.

Until you came along.

You were meant to check in on him, making sure the king was healthy and well. Most of his servants didn't really engage in friendly conversation with him, so he didn't expect you to be any different.

It was a rainy day when you had come in to check out a bruise on his skin that didn't seem to disappear for weeks. It wasn't anything serious, based on your knowledge, but you took your time that day and it was just you and the King in the room. Aegon had been in a rather bad mood the entire time you had been here, but the silence was uncomfortable as only the storm could be heard raging outside.

"Did you plan on going outside today, your grace?” You asked him as you stirred the ointment you had prepared a few minutes ago.

Aegon never liked to talk and he loved to avert his gaze from you all the time.

On the few occasions you had met his brother, Prince Aemond, you could tell that this was a key difference between them. You often felt like the younger prince's eye never left you, burning holes into your back even when you didn't look at him.

Your presence seemed to annoy him. So you didn't really expect him to answer at all, but at least you would have tried to make a bit of friendly conversation.

"Not really. We're having a council meeting later on."

Aegon's voice was more quiet than usual, his gaze distant as he watched the rain pour in buckets outside.

You tried to hide the surprise you were feeling. This was the most words Aegon had ever spoken to you, but you didn't want to ruin the moment by telling him that. "I hope it goes well, your grace," you replied instead, moving closer to the King.

"Would you mind showing me the bruise again?"

Aegon complied without another word, stretching out his arm and pulling his sleeve up.

He noticed how gentle you were when you applied the ointment to his skin and for a short moment, he even took a closer look at you. The King had met a few healers throughout his life, but none of them had been as pretty as you were.

She is not yours to desire.

His mother's voice echoed in his head. When he was younger, Aegon took whatever he wanted, but he felt too exhausted for that now. While the wine was able to drown out his worries, he always felt like catastrophe was right around the corner. They were heading towards a war and in the private confines of his chambers, he didn't have the energy to act confident anymore.

He didn't even thank you when you were done with your work. You were just dismissed, as usual, but you couldn't help feeling a little satisfied that you had coaxed a few words out of the King at least.

Most of your meetings with the King followed the same pattern. However, he did let a few more words slip each time.

Once, you even managed to make him laugh with a simple joke of yours.

You had heard Aegon laugh before. It was always a loud and menacing one, but that one time you had joked with him, his laugh was gentle and almost too quiet to be heard.

It had been two weeks since your last visit to the King and there wasn't any scheduled meeting ahead of you. You had done your routine checks the last time you had seen him and unless he hurt himself badly, you wouldn't be called upon.

The sun had already disappeared behind the trees of the King's Wood as you prepared to call it a day for now. You were on your way back to the castle gates, having finished a visit to the King's brother, when a Knight of the Kingsguard caught up with you in the hallway.

"I am sorry to disturb you, m'lady, but the King has hurt himself and needs your assistance."

There wasn't any room for you to argue here. You were tired and wanted to go home for the day, but if the King was in need of your help, you weren't in a position to deny it. You didn't even find yourself wanting to. What had Aegon gotten into this time?

His guard didn't follow you inside the room. Instead, he closed the heavy doors behind you and for a moment, you couldn't even spot Aegon in the room.

However, you could hear quiet groans from behind the blinds opposite of you. "Your grace?"

Aegon tumbled towards you eventually, clutching his left hand with his right one. "I need your help."

His pale skin was stained with blood. The red liquid dropped onto the floor and your breath caught in your throat. You placed your pack of supplies down, grabbing the first towel you could find in it and rushed over to him.

Aegon's face had turned red, his eyes fixated on you as you gently manoeuvred him over to a chair, wrapping the towel around his injured hand.

"What happened, your grace?" You asked, pressing the fabric against the wounds.

"I cut myself." His right hand wasn't injured, but it was covered in blood. He pointed to the other side of the room where glass shards were scattered over the floor and more bloodstains could be seen around them.

"I need to clean the wound first. Stay here," you mumbled quickly and rushed over to retrieve a clean wipe before soaking it with alcohol. You didn't want to risk the king getting an infection and you definitely had to talk to the maester to keep a close eye on him from now on. If he was showing the slightest signs of a fever, you should be called immediately.

Aegon's head hurt, but it didn't stop him from staring at you. The worried expression in your eyes... he was rarely able to see it aimed at him. Everyone always looked at him greedily or with hatred glowing in their eyes. He wasn't loveable and everyone around him made sure to tell him that.

But when you cleaned and bandaged his wounds, talking softly to him while doing so, and looking like you cared, he for once felt like someone could genuinely like him. It didn't have to be love, of course, but he felt like he was experiencing it in some way.

You were smart and beautiful and you cared enough for Aegon to let his guard down. Enjoy your beautiful eyes and bathe in the feeling of genuinely being cared for.

It was happening fast. Too fast.

But all he had ever known were the cold stares from his mother, his brother and especially his wife and sister.

"You need to be more careful, A-"

Your breath caught in your throat. "I am sorry, your grace, I-"

Aegon lifted his healthy hand for a moment. "Don't worry about it. I prefer Aegon anyway."

Had he ever allowed a servant to call him by his name? No. Did it feel right to have you do it when you always gave him those sweet smiles? Definitely. "It's just Aegon," he clarified.

Your eyes visibly widened at the correction. It was surprising that the King would allow you to call him by his first name, but you wouldn't complain. He looked more content after he offered it to you and that expression looked good on him.

"Of course. Just Aegon," you smiled, closing the bandage around his hand once and for all. You then filled a cup with water, handing it to the King and your patient. "Drink. It would be best for you to rest and not put too much pressure on your left hand."

While Aegon always loved to defy whatever someone told him to do, he was happy to oblige this time. He took the cup from you and downed it in one go, placing it back down on the table afterwards.

"Thank you. For..."

When had he ever genuinely thanked someone in the last few years?

"For helping me."

You let out a small laugh, looking at the man in front of you. "There is no need to thank me, Aegon. It's my profession after all. Helping you and looking after you."

Your voice was so sweet and soft, it sounded like music to Aegon's ears. He wanted to hear it play more often from now on.

He couldn't keep cutting himself on purpose to make you care for him, but he could invite you to more joyful meetings.

Because it felt good to actually be cared for. Especially by someone as beautiful as you.

[f4ll-for-you]

Rough Day || Aegon Targaryen

warnings: smutty mc smut

yes I re wrote this for Aegon don’t judge me

Ass up. Head down. Those were your instructions as Aegon tied your wrists together with one of his expensive black ties.

You couldn’t see, the blindfold he’d placed over your eyes heightening your senses.

He’d had a rough day, and his favourite way to recover was you, especially teasing you.

You could feel his presence behind you, his hand gently caressed your smooth ass cheek. “so fucking perfect love” he breathed. Your breath hitched, unable to anticipate what would come next. You were getting wetter with each moment that passed.

Quiet Aegon was the most dangerous, but also the most incredible in bed.

His hand slid down between your folds, missing the place you needed him most, causing you to release a whine. No matter how quiet you tried to be, he could hear feel your desperation, your need. A harsh slap landed on your pussy, making you cry out.

“Don’t try to hide those pretty noises from me love” you could hear the smirk in his voice. His words only make you whimper more. Desire filled you, you needed him and you needed him now. But Aegon had other ideas.

His thumb gently circled your clit, too slow to give you what you needed. You attempted to wriggle out of your restraints, which only earned you another slap. “Aeg please” you whined, he chuckled. “Patience sweetheart, I’m far from ready for you to cum” he replied, his voice deep and commanding.

As the pace of his thumb sped up, you felt something gently poking your second entrance. You held your breath for a moment, not used to the feeling. He was incredibly gentle, and to your surprise, it felt amazing.

Your senses only made you moan louder, desperate to feel him inside you. “Please” was all you could muster.

“Please what, love?” He spoke softly. It was taking all his strength to ignore the strain in his boxers, but you looked so perfect, so desperate, and he revelled in it.

“Inside, please” you breathed through a moan.

“Like this?” He asked cockily, sliding one finger into your entrance, slowly pumping in and out, your slick coating him. “More” you begged.

“Please Aegon.”

That was all he could take. You whined loudly at the loss of contact, bent over, waiting for him.

You felt his hands roughly on your hips as he pushed into you. Loving that he’d got you so riled up and ready for him. You moaned in sync, panting and desperate.

He pounded into you, the teasing already bringing him close to his own high.

You felt like you were on cloud nine as he brought his thumb back to your clit, seeing stars as you moaned his name.

“Almost baby, almost” he spoke but you could barely hold on. “Aegon, yes” you almost screamed as you let go, pushing him over the edge with you. Nothing had ever felt as good as this.

You both lay there panting before he untied you and took the blindfold off. He looked at you like you were the only thing in the world.

“Better?” You asked smiling.

“Better.” He replied.

[thewritetofreespeech]

Name Day Gifts - Team Green

prompt: my friend's birthday as coming up and she asked if I would do some headcanons for what the Team Green boys would get their partner for their birthday/name day.💚 --------------------------------------------

Aegon

As the King, Aegon had the right call any number of feasts & tourneys to order, for whatever reason he chooses. What better reason than your Name Day? He would be extremely involved in the planning. From the music, to the entertainment, to even having your favorite foods catered for the event. He even has a dress made, embroidered with his own personal dragon sigil, as a gift for the party. All of this is for you, and he is happy to see you enjoying yourself. But there is a part of Aegon, later in the evening and after too much wine, that he is jealous over all the attention you are giving others. The needy King will eventually spirit you away all for himself.

Aemond

Aemond is not one for celebrating Name Days. Any idiot can be born. It is true achievement that should be praised. But, he is neither cold hearted enough nor foolish enough to realize not everyone feels this way. He would give you your gift in private. Handing it to you like any other prize, with no more flourish than “for another year older”. He would have the royal jeweler craft a sapphire pendant for you, suspended on a white gold chain, with facets as intricate as a dragon’s egg. “To act as my eye when I am not around.” He would tell you. To watch over you. To protect you. The promise is the real gift, the necklace is just flare.

Gwayne

Gwayne is terrible at picking gifts. Completely hopeless, if one were being honest. His heart is in the right place, as he often gets things based on some innate fact of trivia his partner has given him. Example? You once mentioned you liked persimmons, so he procured a whole crate for you, by which you could never finish them all before they rot. He leans on his sister for advice, which are all practical and traditional gifts for a Name Day. In the end, however, he gets them a horse. As Alicent mentioned something they could do together and he thought ‘I like riding’, so Gwayne presented them with the most beautiful white mare he could find so they could go riding together.

Criston 

He of course cannot let their relationship be known, due to his oath, but he remembers all the same. With the power of his position, Criston would sneak into your chambers and leave a small parcel on your bed or dresser for you to find. A small trinket of a golden spear cloak pin. Seemingly innocent, but the meaning is clean. Gold for his cloak. A spear as the symbol of his Dornish heritage. And finally, a cloak pin so you can wear it over your heart. Though he can never say it, Criston swells with pride every time he sees you wear it; which is almost daily after your Name Day.

[aegonsdrunkenpoetry]

《Some little ALONE-TIME headcanons》

•When Aegon thinking too much at night hes crying in his pillows

•He also cuddles his pillow cause he craves physical touch as comfort but never got it

•He writes down his feelings and thoughts when hes angry or sad, it helps to keep the tears away-it calms him a bit

•Sometimes he writes with anger and frustation and on the next day he can't remember what he had written the night before, if he reads it. Its errased from his memories

•Hes ashamed of his writings and burns them in his firepit in the morning in a hangover mood

•He wants to be seen as strong and manly so he doesn't want anyone to know that hes secretly a writer

•He uses a sunfeyre-themed wax sigil to sometimes seal his writings with

•He rubs his hands and rings if hes nervous and sometimes he keeps his hands in prayer position cause Alicent took him as kid to church with her on a regular base

•He hums/sings to himself if hes alone and sad to comfort him/bring him down...he does that without thinking about it naturally

•In anger he tends to throw with things but if he does that, after he calms down hes looking forward to repair the broken things and feels often ashamed for his outbursts

[elaratyrell]

Aegon Targaryen Masterlist

Happier {Modern Song Fic}

A Seeping Poison {Modern AU}

Say My Name {Beetlejuice! Aegon x Fem! Ghost! Reader}

Taboo {Aegon x Reader x Helaena}

Devour Me {Modern! Aegon x Succubus! Reader}

Small Lies, Big Mistakes {Modern AU}

The Lost Boys {Vampire! Aemond, Jace, Aegon & Cregan x Fem! Reader} -> Ongoing

[Part One] [Part Two] [Part Three] [Part Four] [Part Five]

Wanting a fresh start after her divorce, Rhaenyra and her two sons, Jace and Luke, travel to Dragonstone island to live with her father Viserys. While Luke seems happy enough reading comic books and attending the nearby amusement park, Jacaerys seems to resent his new life here. That is, however, until he meets you. The catch? You're part of a gang of vampires. And Jace becomes their newest target *Based on The Lost Boys {1987}*

Beneath The Rose Lies Its Thorns {Aegon x Tyrell! Reader}

NSFW Alphabet

Jealousy Headcanons {Modern! AU}

If you want to be added to the taglists for my Aegon fics or HOTD fics in general, feel free to ask

[jacevelaryonswife]

► Aegon Targaryen | Masterlist

Modern headcanons — Masterlist

How is he in sex? (NSFW)

What a wicked game to play

Why’d you only call me when you high? — Masterlist

You set my soul alight

[shrimpybbq]

a contended husband is no menace to the kingdom

Aegon being forced to marry his niece instead of Helaena, much to his chagrin. At least Helaena wasn’t a bastard, but now his father wishes to embarrass him more by wedding him to a brown-haired princess and keep him aside. Aegon is so grumpy until he meets the newly-grown Velaryon Princess once more. He underestimated how much of her beauty she got from her mother, and truthfully, she was more comely than he’d expected.

At least he should have something pretty to look at, he thinks.

However, he’s soon shocked by just how much he seems to like the Princess. She’s sweet and kind to him, despite her timid nature. She tries to stay close to him and speak and learn of his interests - only his less than savoury responses seem to leave her crestfallen; something Aegon has found he doesn’t like. He doesn’t like to see the way her smile falls when he is rude to her, or when his mother spares the girl another insult. It’s incredibly unlike Aegon when he first stands up for his betrothed against his mother. He didn’t even stand up for himself and yet he couldn’t take watching the sweet princess curl in on herself anymore.

Aegon and the Princess marry in the great sept, both bride and groom feeling surprisingly pleased with their fate. Aegon has warmed to the girl and begun to feel the impacts of being loved and cared for for once in his life. The Princess has realised that behind the cold and crass exterior of the Prince, he is but a boy wishing to be loved and held.

Rhaenyra comes back for Luke’s petition years later to see her daughter again in person, giggling away with her husband in the throne room. The husband and wife are clinging to each other, the princess dressed in a resplendent gold gown, as they whisper conspiratorially whilst looking around the room. Rhaenyra feels her chest tighten at the small bump protruding from her daughter’s skirt - she had yet to receive a letter announcing this most recent pregnancy. Rhaenyra had wanted to keep her daughter away from the greens at all costs but now looking at her daughter so happy and content, she wonders if maybe her perceptions of Aegon had been incorrect.

(please why couldn’t this man just be happy!)

[witchthewriter]

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ female, Valyrian blood (dragon rider), and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

a/n: APPARENTLY THIS IS A GUY NAMED DAVOS BLACKWOOD. But he literally IS Bloody Ben. So he's staying Bloody Ben.

P.s. I'm ageing Benjicot up so he's around 24 or whatever age you want him to be that's over 18 <3

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ | ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ ᴵᴵ

𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿

・It wasn't an arranged marriaged. No, not by any means.

・You had been sent by your Queen to remind the Houses of Westeros their pledge to her. And Rhaenyra had chosen you to go to the Blackwoods.

"I expect you will be welcomed warmly," her Grace said with a warm smile.

You bowed your head and returned the smile.

・You always felt safe around Rhaenyra, she was someone very close to you. Someone who you would fight to the death for.

・The first time Benji saw you, his heart stopped...which was a very fair reaction as you were atop your fearsome dragon, The Cannibal.

・You bonded with the wild dragon when you were 13 - it was the first day of your periods and you were sick and tired of being without a dragon.

・It was in your blood. And you were done waiting.

・Your first flight with Cannibal was difficult - although the blood magic seemed to be strong between the two of you.

・You were the exact person he was waiting for.

・So when your duty came to aid Queen Rhaenyra; she did asked for you to unite with a House through marriage

・That was heavy - a big duty that you did not think would need to happen, since you bonded with Cannibal. Wouldn't you be put on the front lines straight away? Her answer was no.

・But you knew the realities of war and faced your duty head on (you know Cannibal will always defend you)

・Your marriage was a significant one. All the Blackwoods were invited, and Rhaenyra was there to oversee the ceremony.

・However, having all of your family there would have been another Red Wedding, so only a few choice people from your side could be invited.

・Nonetheless, it was absolutely beautiful.

・Dragonfire lit the skies, chasing away the dark. Even Cannibal was having a good time. There were tributes made to him - sheep, cow, goats galore. You swore you saw him smiling.

・What you absolutely weren't expecting was Benji to INTERACT with Cannibal...

・He brought up a bull from the biggest hoard they had. Benji watched as the dragon practically gulped the animal down. However, he wasn't scared - he was impressed. And intrigued.

・You were absolutely moved by Benji's act. Truly. Because it showed his bravery. His daring. And of course his caring. You knew, you could feel the way Cannibal was feeling - and he trusted this Blackwood.

・So you decided to give him a wedding present. A fly.

・By doing so, you broke down every single one of Benji's walls and he knew you were the one for him. His wife. His firt and only one.

・After a tough day, and you both go to your chambers; he'll grab your arm and kiss your wrist. A physical way of saying "I'm so glad you're alive and mine."

・Learns High Valyrian for you. He wanted to surprise you with it. And surprise you he did.

・You call each other: Ñuha jorrāelagon (my love), Ñuha prūmia (my heart),

・ A very particular sentence that Benji says a lot is: Nyke pendagon nūmāzma ao everyday (I think about you everyday)

・Of course he knows you can protect yourself; but that doesn't stop him from defending you. You're his world now. You mean so much to him.

・No body thought this union would work as well as it had.

・So, Bloody Ben & The Rider of Cannibal became a formidabble pair that made men tremble wherever they went.

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔

Like Calls To Like

The Gomez & Morticia Adams

"Think they'll try us?" x "Fuck I hope so."

𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝑷𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆

Unbreakable Bond

Growth through Adversity

Bickering and Banter

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈

Please Please Please by Sabrina Carpenter

The Politics & The Life by Daniel Pemberton

O Verona by The City of Prague Philharmonic Orchestra

𝑁𝑆𝐹𝑊 🔞 No one under the age of 18 past this point, makes me feel weird if you read it.

・Gives you complete and utter respect both in and out of the bedroom.

・Has never and will never push you to do anything you don't want to do

・The first time you were together, it felt like your bodies were on fire. Meant to burn together. The words kept replaying over and over in your head as he touched you. A deep yearning overtook you and suddenly time stopped.

・His lips were warm, his hands cold but when he took off his clothes, you couldn't help but grin.

・There's such desire between you two that even your mount can sense it.

・Your sex life is very active - at least once a day. Maybe you're in your Honeymoon period, but you cannot keep your hands off one another when you're alone

・And when you're at feasts, Benji's hands find their way down your thigh, and slowing inching inbetween them.

"Really, here? Now?" You asked n a hushed tone, trying not to draw any attention to either of you.

"Yes. Here, now. Or we can go into the hallway and I will ravish you there. Upto you, wife."

[pumpkinfyre]

Being Rhaenyra's Only Daughter and Heir

Yandere House of the Dragon/Bastard! Velaryon! Reader

warnings: yandere content, platonic yandere, romantic yandere, reader is based on my oc naelys velaryon, but is a reader insert for inclusiveness, protective mama nyra, readers father is cole, hubby! aegon, daemon

RHAENYRA, who adores her baby girl! Oh, she would waltz around the Red Keep with her baby in her arms, showing the little Valyrian bundle of joy to anyone who crossed pathes with her. Her daughter, I imagine, would be the product of her time with Ser Cole, and while they no longer were close, and Criston seems to despise Rhaenyra now, she holds nothing but love for her precious daughter. Rhaenyra is very protective of her babies, but moreso of her daughter. Society is cruel to little girls, and she knows this very well. During the Dance, Rhaenyra became increasingly paranoid because her baby was stuck in Kings Landing. Her ultimate fear is losing (Name), and they are separated after the death of Viserys.

DAEMON is (Name)'s stepfather, and while she doesn't seem to like him very well, he holds a great fondness for her, as though she were his own daughter. He isn't very adequate as a father, and he often comes off as annoying and cocky, but he loves (Name) dearly! There is a theory that Daemon and Rhaenyra had Laenor killed so they could be together, and she hears these whispers. (Name) tries to keep a distance between her and Daemon, but he almost pushes himself into her life. As soon as Daemon and Rhaenyra marry, he starts to refer to himself as (Name)'s father, and this makes her upset because she still grieves Laenor.

JACAERYS, LUCERYS, AND LITTLE JOFF love their big sister! She's so wise and beautiful, and she dotes on them all like little ducklings. Jace is only a few years younger than (Name), so he takes on an almost protective role towards his sister. I imagine she's soft-spoken and sweet, much like Aemma was, so Jace feels like he needs to watch over her to make sure that no one corrupts his dear elder sister. Lucerys depends on (Name) for emotional support, as he's rather insecure. Both Lucerys and Joffrey follow her around and look up to (Name). I imagine she'd be especially close with little Joff, as he often clings to her like a suckerfish.

AEGON is (Name)'s husband and father of her children. Viserys marry them to each other in a bleak attempt to mend the differences between Alicent and Rhaenyra. It doesn't work, obviously, but Aegon is absolutely whipped for his wifey. He follows her around like a lost puppy and is willing to do whatever is necessary to keep her at his side. Once the war begins and their first son is murdered, Aegon becomes paranoid and forces his wife into isolation, for her own good, he says. He holds a hard disdain for her mother and tries several times to turn her against Rhaenyra. Aegon really just wants to take his wifey and babies to essos to life peacefully, but he knows he can't.

CRISTON COLE is (Name)'s true father, and despite holding disdain for Rhaenyra, he yearns to be close to his daughter. As a knight, Criston knows that he will never have a wife, nor will he ever become a father to happy children. He knowingly gave all of that away when he said his vows. Alas, Rhaenyra's pride and joy is a living reminder of his shame. She is innocent, sweet, and honorable, everything Criston is not. The pain of having to watch his child being raised by two different men kills Cole, as all he yearns for is to cradle her in his arms like any father would. Once the Dance begins, Criston fights with dedication. The dedication of a father.

the reader is based on my oc Naelys Velaryon from my fic 'prisoner of vows' (≡・x・≡)

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[kjwaikiki]

After so much heartbreak and angst on House of the Dragon (with much more to come). I just want some head canons that make me smile.

Here is one I have been holding on to for a while:

Daemon is an incredibly overprotective father but not for any of his blood kids. He is not worried about Rhaena or Baela, they are Laena’s daughters it is more likely that they choose their love interest and they will most likely call all the shots.

In contrast Daemon is incredibly worried about Jace, Luke, and even Joff. They are all so pretty and charming. They take after Rhaenyra so much, and while he loves Rhaenyra he knows what she got up to when she was young. He also knows that what happened between him and Rhaenyra when she was young is not something he would want happening to his boys. He absolutely doesn’t want some roguish man coming in and kissing his boys in brothels offering to take them as their spouse.

Daemon has never felt more stressed when his family meets Viserys’ Hightower brats and he sees the way they look at his boys. He has multiple heart attacks when he sees the one eyed brat (Aemond) and the drunk lecher (Aegon) make eyes at his sweet stepsons. He very much wants to take Aemond’s other eye for the way he is looking at Luke and punch Aegon in the mouth for the way he is smirking at Jace. He can’t deal with this he is going to lock his stepsons up on Dragonstone until they are 50 or until the Hightower brats die whichever comes first.

Daemon has never felt like such a hypocrite. He swears that Viserys has somehow orchestrated all of this to get back at him for the brothel incident ….. and possibly the wedding incident too. At least Daeron is away in Old Town away from Joffrey……… Until Viserys brings him back to the Red Keel to torture his brother. King Viserys has so few amusements and seeing Daemon slowly go bald from seeing these roguish princes of the realm try to seduce his children is the best gift he has ever received. He can die happy now knowing Daemon’s karma has come at last.

[aphroditelovesu]

Hello. Yandere husband Aegon the Conqueror ?

❝ 🔥 — lady l: I love Aegon and I feel that lacks content for him, so I'm doing my part. I hope you like it and forgive me for any mistakes! ❤️

❝tw: obsessive and possessive behavior, mention of death and toxic relationships.

❝🔥pairing: yandere!aegon the conqueror x female!reader.

Even though Aegon already had two wives, he still chose to marry you. People often say he married Visenya out of duty, Rhaenys out of desire, and you out of love. But what few knew was how much in love he was with you.

Aegon the Conqueror dedicated his love to you intensely and silently. Amid the challenges of the newly unified kingdom, your presence was his strength. There was no doubt who his favorite wife was.

Some said you were chosen as his third wife as a way to stake a greater claim on Westeros, still fragile after the Conquest. You were a good choice, you came from a good family and you had honor, which was enough for others, but Aegon was in love, he was obsessed.

He fell in love with you quickly, being enchanted by your manner, your personality and your beauty. There was something about you that attracted him and he knew he couldn't let you go. He wanted you to become his wife and so it was done.

Some expected reservations from his sister-wives, but there were none. Visenya and Rhaenys liked you and supported Aegon's choice. The preparations were made and you quickly married him, becoming his third wife, Queen and the one he loved most.

Life with Aegon brought joys and challenges. His obsession flourished even in difficult times, consolidating a unique partnership between you. The court commented on the happiness that emanated from the king when he was at your side, and the union between you strengthened the bonds of the kingdom.

He was a loving and dutiful husband, Aegon would always make sure that you were happy and satisfied and if there was something that bothered you, you should talk to him without hesitation. Your happiness was the priority for him.

Aegon pampers you without limits, bathing you in gold, jewels and silks, everything worthy of a Queen. Your whims and desires were met immediately. If you just wanted to eat cake for breakfast, for example, you would have cake every day.

Your husband always sought your advice, confident in the wisdom and vision you brought, your opinion was always considered the most important. The complicity between you was evident, and although it aroused envy in some, Aegon would not let them harm you.

You played a vital role as the king's advisor and confidant, contributing to the stability of the kingdom. Aegon, in turn, never failed to express his gratitude and admiration for the woman he chose as his Queen. He adored you completely, from head to toe and would make sure you knew that every night.

Most nights, Aegon spent by your side. He shared a room with you, unusual for Kings, but he wasn't just any King. He loved you more than anything and wanted you to know that. He loved sleeping cuddled with you, your legs tangled together and arms wrapped around you. Aegon feels at peace by your side.

The harmony between you, Visenya, and Rhaenys solidifies the strength of the Triple Crown. The three of you, the Three Queens, work together to overcome political and social challenges, uniting the kingdom under the symbol of the dragon. Your presence, as the beloved Queen, triggers a period of stability and prosperity.

Aegon is extremely overprotective and possessive over you and this only got worse after Rhaenys' death. He knows he would go crazy if something happened to you and he can't allow anything to happen. He's suffocating and will be breathing down your neck for as long as he can and will kill anyone if they cross you, if they cross him.

You are the only person who can truly control him and Aegon will be happy to let you do so. There is no doubt about who holds all the power over him. Aegon would do anything for you, he would kill everyone for you, slaughter anyone for you. Yours and yours alone.

Once Rhaenys died, Aegon's obsession only grew stronger, Visenya's as well. They lost someone important and not all the destruction caused is enough to make up for it, they couldn't lose you too. Aegon cannot lose you. May the gods forbid, but if something were to happen to you... The world will know the true fury of the dragon.

Your love with Aegon not only stood the tests of time but blossomed into a deep connection that inspired songs and legends. In the halls of the Red Keep, where the flames danced, it was clear that your union was more than political; it was a bond intertwined by the most darkest feelings. It was a shame the bards didn't know about his obsession.

Aegon loves you, he truly does, and although he may be consumed by jealousy and anger, he would never lay a finger on you. He respects you too much to humiliate you in such a way. After all, you are his wife and his Queen and his favorite.

[garagesesh]

HOTD Headcanons

i can hear the bells // p.1 & p.2

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⤷ pairing(s): aegon ii targaryen x reader & cregan stark x reader ⤷ warning(s): mentions of sex, alcohol, general rudeness ⤷ a/n: please forgive me for Aegon 😖 part two with jace and aemond will be up soon…hopefully i acquired a hand injury today soooo… whoops lol

―✧˖° ♛ °˖✧―

★ cregan stark

The betrothal came with Jace after his security of the north and the Stark’s oath. You were to fly in a fortnight to Winterfell and become Lady Stark. You find yourself in tears at night but Baela spends all night with you, making you feel better about your new northern life.

You struggle but understand that you will be alone at your binding to Lord Stark. Your family is at the precipice of war and they need the alliance

The North is cold and sparse but it’s expansive desolation is half the charm. The cold will get taking used to

There is no reception and few words at your arrival other than Lord Stark, Sara Snow, and a half dozen of his men. It’s cordial and quick, as there is war to attend to

On the morning of, Cregan’s half-sister is warm and lovely, braiding your hair in the Targaryen way but dressing you in the Stark. It is foreign but quickly becoming familiar

As you walk towards the weirwood under the swirling, quiet snow, you mourn the absence of your mother and siblings. Your father, who has long since perished within the scarred halls of Harrenhal and Luke whose death still makes you shed tears.

Cregan is handsome, ruggedly so. He’s not the man you envisioned yourself with but he will more than do. You like his frost bitten cheeks and his long brown hair. You like the furs that surround his body that make him seem warm and inviting. He’s also almost a head taller than you, you can’t help the blush that creeps up your cheeks. You hope he chalks it up to the cold.

Cregan did not imagine marrying a Targaryen princess. But he can hardly look at you, for you are far more beautiful than he had imagined

He surprises you with a feast, not with any flowers or the grandeur of the weddings you attended in childhood but there is music, food, and people dancing. You learn quickly that the Northerner's like to have fun and enjoy a good party.

Your and Cregan’s first dance is nothing short of awkward but it’s full of laughter as he spins you around and as you step on his toes. His large hands encases your own as he guides you through the dance floor.

You forget about what’s brewing in the south and relish in the feast, while simultaneously falling in love with your husband

The bedding ceremony comes around and Cregan’s timid at first. He’s unwilling to hurt you. Sweet and kind, Cregan is not rough for now

You think forever could be lovely with him

★ aegon ii targaryen

The two of you have been betrothed since your fifth name day and doomed from the beginning

It isn’t love at first sight, not at all. In fact, he gives you the look of disgust when you first meet at his sixteenth name day tourney. Aegon makes it a point to make fun of your clothing and insults your intellect, of which he is lacking you muse.

There’s not many more meetings between the two of you before the queen suggests you acquire a room at the keep. You’re not thrilled but you cannot refuse.

It’s not until a month has passed since your arrival to the Red Keep that he decides to acknowledge your presence. There are moments in the months leading up to your union that he’s almost sweet, almost affectionate with you. In the ways that he touches your wrist, brings you things you might enjoy, or spends most of his time with you

Over time you start to believe that maybe there is love there. That you and Aegon can come to be companions and lovers. At least you can say that you are falling in love with him

On your wedding day, he takes the white and silver cloak adorned with twin Direwolves and crimson red Weirwood leaves and practically throws it to the side.

His kiss is sloppy, uncouth, and embarrassing. You don’t reciprocate instead choosing to wait out the shameless display.

Aegon gets drunk at the reception.

Far into his bottle of wine, he calls you the wolf whore. The northern barbarian, he whispers in your ear. That’s when you decide you have had enough

You’re sure that if your brother was able to join the festivities away from the castle, he would have killed Aegon

You go to bed alone on your wedding night, tears stain your sheets and serious thoughts of running away plague your mind

It’s almost dawn when there’s a knock at the door and the creak of it’s hinges stirring you from slumber, he’s quiet and tentative something you hadn’t experienced with Aegon. He crawls into the bed, but doesn’t approach your form.

He’s nervous Aegon confesses, stranger to the unknown feeling of love and respect from anyone. That there has been no teaching of what love could be or is. He admits that he could see himself learning with you

[f4ll-for-you]

Anything For You

warnings: none, just an Aegon fluff overload

summary: Aegon wants to show how much he loves you by cooking you dinner

Aegon had never felt so stressed. He’d thought it was a good idea at the time. He wasn’t sure how he’d managed to use five pots and pans, already worrying about the washing up.

His plan was to surprise you, he’d sent you out shopping with Helena and his credit card, and now he was attempting to cook your favourite meal.

You’d had a stressful week at your new job, and he’d been so proud of you, determined to do something nice for you after all the times you’d looked after him.

“Aeg?” You called through the house, your question met with a clatter and swearing. Confused, you made your way towards the kitchen, standing in the doorway with a smile.

There was Aegon, in your apron, covered in pasta sauce, looking adorable. “Aegs, are you alright?”

He looked up, “Y/N?!” He panicked, almost knocking the pan closest to him. You ran over to grab the handle.

“Baby, what are you doing?” You asked, still smiling. He’d attempted to cook you dinner, and you’d never felt so happy and loved in your life.

“I wanted to cook you dinner, but I think I made a mess” Aegon mumbled, looking a bit sheepish. Your smile only grew. “My favourite pasta?” He nodded in response.

You rolled up your sleeves and got to work, giving Aegon instructions.

It didn’t take long for dinner to be ready, impressed with how much Aegon had done on his own. “Wait, wait” he said quickly, “go sit down.”

He shooed you away to the dining room, your heart only filled with more love as you noticed the decorations and flowers that sat in your spot.

A few moments later, Aegon walked out with two bowls, basil leaves gently laid on top for decoration.

“Aegon” he looked up nervously, thinking he’d done something wrong. “You are perfect, thank you” you kissed him gently. He grinned, “anything for you love.”

[female-hysterics]

https://www.tumblr.com/female-hysterics/756038982429753344/aegon-ii-and-aemond-are-both-the?source=share

YOU CAN'T JUST SAY THAT AND LEAVE 👁️👁️

Let me try and explain my reasoning from this post a little bit. (Won't go into to much detail unless otherwise asked)

Warnings: Dub-con/Non-Con; Aegon is his own warning tbh

Aegon, the little shit, would say and do anything to get underneath your dress. Anything. And he's arrogant enough to ignore your cries of outrage when you feel him slipping more and more inside you. Would blatantly ignore you, holding you down if he must, and tell you how much you both want it and that you feel too good to stop. That a King doesn't take orders. By then it's too late and he's buried to the hilt and grinning down at you with a charming smile

"There. That wasn't so bad, was it?"

Aemond on the other hand would whisper sweet nothing's in your ear that would actually be true, hold you even closer as you feel him ease deeper inside you as he gets lost in the feel of you, and gently shush you as you whimper and try to pull away. Of course he wouldn't like that and would tighten his grip on your hips. Would bury his face in the crook of your neck and whisper absolute filth until he's ball's deep and your helpless underneath him.

"There we go, pet. Feels much better like this"

[aegonsdrunkenpoetry]

𝙸'𝚖 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝙰𝚎𝚐𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝙿𝚘𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚒𝚝. 𝙼𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 "𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚕𝚢" 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝...𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚝.

𝙷𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚒𝚝, 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗...𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚢...

𝚂𝚘 𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚙𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚕𝚢, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜...

[elaratyrell]

Aegon Targaryen NSFW Alphabet

*Divider from saradika-graphics*

Warnings: AFAB! Reader, not proof read, smut under the cut {duh}, language, mentions of drinking and drugs, infidelity, mentions of pregnancy, a brief mention of assault

A/N: It's TGC's birthday today so I thought I'd write something for Aegon. Happy birthday Tom! ❤️

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

It depends what stage of the relationship you're in. If you're nothing more than a fuck, or in the very early stages of your relationship, Aegon will likely go to sleep pretty quickly. If your relationship has progressed further than that, a genuine love forming between the two of you, he might pull you close to him, one hand rubbing lazy circles along your back while he holds a goblet of wine in the other. If you're sore, he'll have the maids run you a bath.

Modern! Aegon would likely have a smoke, either a cigarette or a joint, whatever he had lying around really. And hey, if you're up for it, he'll let you share it with him.

B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Aegon doesn't particularly like any part of himself. He never had any regard for his self care, never took the time to actually appreciate anything about himself. However, if he had to choose something, it would be his mouth, specifically his tongue. He could spend hours buried between your thighs, hearing you breathe out soft moans and whispers of his name as he brings you to the edge over and over again {Bonus: Modern! Aegon has a tongue piercing. Fight me.}

As for you, Aegon would adore every inch of you... BUT... we know this man has a weakness for tits. He loves your tits.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He doesn't really give a damn about mess. He also doesn't give a damn about where he cums, as long as it's on or in you in some way. On your face, your tits, your stomach... he doesn't care. He is lazy, and so will probably be more likely to just cum inside of you. It's more intimate, he feels closer to you and it just lets him enjoy holding you as close as he can while you both find your release.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

All I'm going to say is he wouldn't mind you using some of those... ahem… toys he has in his chambers on him one day...

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He's had a ton of experience, of course. His reputation precedes him.

However, what he hasn't ever had experience in is the vulnerability, the intimacy, the love that can be experience while with someone physically. The women on the streets of silk he paid to pity him, the maids he took advantage of, and he never had that romantic bond with Helaena. Feeling those things with you is new to him. He's never felt truly loved. Until you.

F = Favourite position (this goes without saying)

He's a lazy boy, and he loves your breasts, so having you straddle his waist while he lays back comfortably on the bed, your tits bouncing in his face as you bounce on top of you. Anytime you're on top is ideal for him, though I feel that he'd be down to try most positions.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Aegon {especially Modern! Aegon} is the most likely one to be less serious in the moment. His humour will most likely be in the form of rather crude or inappropriate comments, teasing you in an attempt to ease any tension there might be, especially if he's known you long enough to trust you. For him, sex is a form of escapism, of stress relief. His life is full of severity and seriousness, so this time he spends with you is the only time he can truly loosen up and relax.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

The carpet will definitely match the drapes. And like I said above, Aegon takes little care of himself. I doubt he'd make much effort to keep himself tidy unless you really wanted him too. However, I don't think he'd be particularly hairy down there anyway.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

It's complicated with Aegon. Once again, it truly depends on what your relation is to him. All of the sexual partners he's had in the past have been a feeble attempt to fill the hollowness in his chest, to try and feel what love could feel like, even if it isn't quite true. He's touch starved, and is willing to play along with whoever he pays to facilitate his yearning for affection, even if the coldness lingers stronger than before when it's over.

If you haven't known him long, if you're just a companion he uses so to speak, to feel loved, then don't expect him to be romantic. He'll crave your attention, he'll want nothing more than to feel your arms wrapped around him, fingers combing through his knotted hair as you slowly lull him to sleep. If he's drunk, he may slur a few praises in your ear as he ruts into you, or gaze up at you with half lidded lilac eyes, glaze over from his intoxication but shining up at you as though he could love you.

If you're committed to him and he to you, if he trusts and loves you, then he will most definitely yearn for that intimate aspect when with you. He'll hold you closer, he'll praise you, his touch softer and kisses fuelled with passion. He needs you, and only you can provide him with that moment of feeling cherished, so he tries to return the favour and show you how much he cherishes you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Despite being so lazy, Aegon is always in the mood, whether it be first thing in the morning or in the dead of night, and if you're not there to help him out for some reason, he'll be perfectly content with taking care of himself, although would prefer it if it were you helping him instead.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Aegon has a whole shit ton of kinks, but these are the main ones I think he'd have:

Praise Kink: LOVE THIS MAN. He needs to be loved. He knows he doesn't deserve it, but he desperately wishes for it. Hearing your sweet voice in his ear moaning how good he's doing, how he's making you feel, will make him feel so much closer to you. It will make everything more intimate to him. And it goes both ways, he wants you to know how good you're making him feel, especially if you're in a serious relationship with him.

Body Worship: For the same reason as above. Aegon has trouble articulating how he feels through his words. He prefers to show it, and so he'll worship you like a goddess to show you how much he loves you.

Teasing/Edging/Orgasm Denial: Aegon would both love those used on you and on him. He's a tease, he enjoys hearing you beg for him, tears in your eyes from how overstimulated you are, a sheen of sweat covering your writhing body as you desperately grasp at the bedsheets beneath you. He's not known for being particularly patient or self controlled, but he could spend hours denying you both of your releases if it meant the satisfaction of seeing you so needy for him. On the other hand, he also loves it when he's on the receiving end, completely at your mercy, pathetic whimpers spilling from his lips as he bucks his hips upwards, his attempts at feeling any kind of friction to satiate his desire and frustration proving fruitless and you deny him what he wants.

Public Sex: This man would take such glee in riling you up at family dinners, his hand slipping beneath your skirt, watching as you would lightly gasp as his fingers brush against your core. He'd lazily smirk at the glare you'd send his way, rubbing featherlight circles on your clit. He'd test your limits, bring you close to release before pulling away, going as far as to lick his fingers clean in front of his whole damn family.

Lactation Kink: He's a tit man, and seeing how swollen and round they'd grow with your pregnancy would drive him absolutely wild. When you'd complain about how heavy they'd feel, how they ached, he'd be by your side in an instant, his hands already unlacing the bodice of your dress to free your heavy breasts from their confinements, telling you to relax and let him help you and take care of you.

L = Location (favourite places to do the do)

He's shameless, he'd do it anywhere. His bedroom, his throne, the pleasure house, the bath, the gardens, the kitchens, on dragon back... pretty much anywhere. Although I feel like when he's crowned King, he'd have a thing for having you on your knees in front of him or sat on his lap while he sits on his throne. Seeing you worship your King... it makes him feel more powerful than he ever has before.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You could walk into a room and look at him for one second longer than usual and he's hard. You could breathe deeply, causing your chest to heave slightly and he's grabbing your hand, pulling you to him. If you really want to get him going, praise him, tease him, he'll be practically dry humping you like a bitch in heat.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

While he wouldn't be opposed to minor degradation, I think that going to far will bring too many scars to the surface. Don't be too mean, he's a sensitive boy. I also think that other than cum and spit, any other bodily fluids would be out of the question.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Both? Both. Both is good.

He loves burying his head between your thighs, making you come undone countless times by just the use of his mouth. He's spends hours testing your limits, seeing what makes you roll your hips against him, or throw your head back in pleasure as you sing his praises. He loves it.

But he also loves it when you unbutton his trousers, lowering yourself to your knees while his hand threads through your hair, eager to pleasure him. Especially when he's sitting on the throne, the conqueror's crown glittering on his head.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It depends how horny he is. Despite being rather lazy, he can also be desperate, rutting into you like a wild animal so he can reach his release.

However, especially in the mornings, he may prefer to slowly roll his hips against yours {especially if you're in a proper relationship} taking his time as he slowly wakes up from his slumber.

Sex is how he expresses himself, and if he needs to do that in a flurry of passion or a slow, loving way where he just yearns to be close to you and feel you, depends on his mood. He may switch between the two, or even let you set the pace when he's feeling a little lost with himself, his insecurities and self esteem hitting an all time low after a nasty fight with his mother or grandfather.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

I've said it before and I'll say it again. This man's always down for sex. And if that means a quickie against the wall or on the table, he'll be down for it. He'll really love it if that's how you wake him up in the mornings when he's late for his duties, straddling his waist or using your mouth to pleasure him before the day begins. As King of Westeros, his time with you will likely be shorter than before, and a quickie might be all he can do before attending to his duties, so he takes advantage of every moment, no matter how short, to be with you.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Of course he is. He's down for most things, I'll reckon, and always open to hear suggestions from you for what else you can do to make things interesting in the bedroom.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Always. Horny. I think he could last a few rounds. 3-4 in one night maybe. Especially if you're taking the lead. And if his cock can't take any more for one night, he has his fingers, his tongue... he can find other ways to satisfy you if you're still wanting more.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Have you seen his room? He would not oppose the use of toys at all.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He's a brat, he'll happily test your patience and relentlessly tease you to see how long it takes for you to snap. And on the other side, he'll secretly revel in you teasing him, taking your time to pleasure him. Cockwarming is a favourite of his, he can last a long time with you squirming on top of him, his hands planted firmly on your waist, trapping you in place as he sees how long it takes for one of you to break, almost like a game to him.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He doesn't care who hears him. When you make him feel as good as you do, he wants you to know. He'll let out loud, breathy moans and low groans and grunts in your ear. He also whimpers a lot, especially if you're in control and teasing him, refusing to grant him his release. He doesn't care how pathetic it sounds, he can't hold it in, and he wants you to know how good you're making you feel.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

This man is a switch. Yes, he will be a submissive brat, whimpering from your touch and begging for you to let him cum, but he can also easily turn the tables on you so you're the one crying for him to fuck you. He can be quite dominant when he wants, bending you over the nearest surface and hiking up your skirts, fucking you raw as you grab onto whatever he's pinned you down on so tightly your knuckles turn white, crying out in pain as he'd tug your hair roughly.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He's about average in length above average in girth. It's thick, I know it.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Very high. He always craving you, always wanting you, which can be a blessing or a curse depending on your sex drive. Even in his sleep he's grinding against you, only to wake up in the middle of the night, hard as a rock.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Honestly? Pretty damn quick. Especially if you pull him into your arms, running your fingers through his hair and kissing his forehead. He'll be out within minutes, snoring softly. However, if you do need something {a bath or something to eat etc} he will make sure that's done for you first.

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