bree

Hi!! I’m Brielle but you can call me Bree. I’m new to posting my writing so please be kind👀.

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Includes: Duncan the tall, Daeron Targaryen, Aerion Targaryen, and Valarr Targaryen x f!reader

Summary: How they would react if their first child was a girl

Warnings: Mentions of death, slight angst on Valarr's part

A/N: No smut in this one I’m a changed woman😋

Dunk would not care one way or another. Having a tiny version of you and him running around is already enough to make him giddy, so it's not like he'll care what the gender is. After what happened to Rafe when he lived in Flea Bottom, I do think he'd be overprotective of your baby girl. From the day she is born to the day she is married, he will be keeping an eye on her. If you have more children and they're only boys, he'll still be watching her the hardest. If you have more children and some are girls, he's going to be overwhelmed but agile nonetheless. When she's found a boy she likes, or gets married, he will do whatever constitutes as a thorough background check for that time period. That's not to say he wouldn't be excited for his daughter to find love, but he will have to be vetted, and I mean vetted before he gives his blessing. As for when she's small, as soon as she's tall enough to wield anything, Duncan gives a wooden sword. She has to know how to defend herself! She knows hand-to-hand combat by the time she's fifteen, and will be able to give even him a run for his money. As a toddler, I'd like to believe he makes her little animals and things to play with out of wood carvings or makes her dolls since he knows how to sew. If you're willing to teach him, he'll learn how to braid hair so that he can do hers, just to have another reason to spend time with her. I know that especially during this time most fathers aren't particularly close with their daughters, and more inclined towards their sons, but Duncan is the opposite of that. He will love all of his kids equally and will go out of his way to have something special to do with every one of them. Side note; dilf Dunk.

Daeron just hopes his first child, or any of his children, don't become dreamers like him. He's so so so hesitant to have children with you at all because he wouldn't want to subject them to what he went through and continues to goes through. But he would be glad to have a girl. He doesn't want his kids to inherit the Iron Throne, and unfortunately due to misogyny, a baby girl would not become queen. Daeron would be relieved that the pressure he felt growing up as the eldest would not pass onto his daughter, and would even be content if you did not want to have any more children. If your daughter turns out to be a dreamer like him, he would keep her far, far away from wine. He'd soothe her when the dreams came and stay awake with her on the nights she was too afraid to sleep. He refused to let her blame herself when she doesn't understand the warnings her prophetic dreams give her until they have already come to pass. He never lets her feel guilt, not like the way he did. He can't. Daeron isn't good with kids, at least to begin with. He literally lost Egg in like, a day. He doesn't want to show how much he cares for her, either, because it feels to him as though everything he loves gets taken away or leaves him. On some nights, when she starts crying, he'd get up before you and cradle her by the fire until she calmed, and you pretended you were asleep. There were a lot of little moments like these, just between him and her, as she got older. He likes to read to her, little stories and fables passed down from generation to generation. When tourneys occur, he'd follow her throughout the various stands and let her buy whatever she wanted. They'll go on early morning rides on horseback at Summerhall, and he'll show her all the places he used to frolic in as a child. He loves having a daughter more than he loves to drown himself in alcohol, so he will even stop drinking if she asks him to.

Aerion wants a boy. Sorry. I'm so sorry, but he does. He wants a mini him to command armies and claim the Iron Throne after him. (Yes, he still thinks he'll rule someday, I don't know what his problem is.) He's distant after you give birth, claiming he has so much work to do, when in reality, he's just walking around undiagnosed. It's very clear he's genuinely a psychopath, though, so you're doing fine without him. He'll sneak into your shared chambers late at night to slip into bed next to you. He can't bear to be apart from you for too long, despite his bravado. Aerion didn't really get a good look at the girl, leaving the room as soon as he heard he wasn't getting a soldier, but when he stared at her for the first time, he fell in love. She has your eyes, but his hair and sharper features, mixed in with your nose. "She's perfect." He'll murmur quietly while he watched you tend to her. She's so spoiled it's ridiculous. Before she can even talk, he's buying her what she wants. All she has to do is point at something pretty and it's added to her toys, or wardrobe, or growing list of pets. As she ages, and obviously becomes more beautiful, no suitors. She's marrying inside the family only. (I'm joking...Kind of.) If any boy dares to hurt her or just displease her, he's either banished, challenged to a trial by combat, or straight-up beheaded. He's actually more protective than Dunk is. I think he'd be honored if she asked him to show her how to fight, instead of saying something like "It's unbecoming of a lady." She gets her own specially crafted and light set of armor. He'll tear her self-defense, swordplay, jousting, hunting, and close quarters combat. If she seriously pursues knighthood, she will be his second-in-command for the Third Blackfyre Rebellion.

Valarr loves being a father. He loves the idea of it, he loves when you're pregnant, he loves seeing his newborn, he loves all of it. His advisors would warn him he ought to try again as soon as possible, ensure he has an heir, but he will not rush you for the sake of what the court wants, and he will cherish the child he has now. He takes such good care of her, too, since he learned from the best. I saw this one fan art of him and Kiera where they're in a field and make flower crowns for one another, and guys it's so him as a girl dad. He'd spend hours with you and your perfect daughter just doing whatever strikes her fancy. He'll run around in fields, dance with her, enter the shallow waters of the sea, anything she wants. Valarr has various responsibilities as the crown prince, but you and your daughter will always come first. If you watch House of the Dragon, there's a scene where Aegon brings his son into a council meeting and the boy just plays with one of their attendance balls the whole time. This is him and your daughter. 100%. She'll be sat in his lap, sleeping, playing, whispering in his ear, he'll let her do it. He's not an angry or rude person generally, but if any of the council members question it, he will tell them off immediately. He'll cry at her wedding. Soft, whimpery sobs. Maybe not in public, but he'll excuse himself to your chambers for a few minutes and you'll have to hold and comfort him. Small angst thought; he won't let her or you be near him when he has the spring fever so the last memory she has of him is something good, instead of him being sickly and weak. In my universe, the spring fever doesn't exist so it's okay, nobody cry.

͙͘͡★—headcanons

breaking the bed

what flusters them

jealous wife

girl dad

Sorry it took me forever to write it, I hope you like it!!

Includes: Duncan the Tall, Daeron Targaryen, Aerion Targaryen, Valarr Targaryen x f!reader

Summary: How they’d be with an easily jealous wife

Warnings: NSFW 18+ work includes smut, I am not responsible for the media you consume.

A/N: Request from @lost-in-fiction-like-ur-mom, sorry this took so long!!

Dunk would be oblivious until you straight up told him that him talking to any fair maidens bothered you. He would never mean to irritate or upset you, and he wouldn’t know the ladies were flirting with him either, he truly believed they wanted to know “how a sword works.” He’d think you’d taken ill when you ignored him for a week, or that you were just on your moonblood. He simply would not come to the conclusion on why you were mad on his own. He’d pick up on your vexation eventually, he wasn’t that unaware, but try as he might, he’d be unable to find the reason. You probably wouldn’t be the one to tell him, too. He’d have to rely on Egg to slap him upside the head and knock some sense into him. “If you ever anger your wife, ser, you need to beg for forgiveness, whether you’re right or wrong. Honestly, you’d think you were the child here.” It might earn him a clout to the ear, but Dunk would get the idea. He never realized that was the reason for your outrage because Dunk would find it ridiculous that you would ever be afraid he’d cheat on you, or even look lustfully upon another woman! This man needs you more than air, so he’d ask Lyonel for assistance on how to charm a woman and do everything he could to earn your favor and forgiveness. Make-up sex, people. Lots of make-up sex. It would take several rounds, and possibly several days for you to stop looking at him disdainfully after you’ve cum. He would not, under any circumstances, allow you to go down on him during this time unless you asked. He’d be between your sheets, between your tits, between your lips, anything you wanted. He’s a capital g GIVER. Safe to say he would never look another woman in the eyes again unless he was forced to.

Daeron is a manwhore, he always has been. Once he’s married to you, he’s not going to keep sleeping around, but some habits are hard to break, like flirting with his cupbearers. He doesn’t know how to show thankfulness properly, which is something that definitely needs to be talked about, but you don’t know every little thing about him! Especially if you’re newlyweds, so in retaliation, you’d keep the doors to your bedchambers locked. He can go to bed with the cupbearers he likes so much. Daeron has slept in many uncomfortable places throughout his life, but he’s going to be crying outside the door quietly and stay there the whole night. He’d wake up early so he’d see you as soon as you stepped out of the room, and he’d beg and plead for you to forgive him. He is not above doing anything to show how sorry he is. He would never, ever assume that you were overreacting, because he knows he’s a mess. Daeron would force himself to stop drinking, wanting to be alert and conscious for you, and he’d go through awful withdrawals. If you haven’t forgiven him at this point, you’d find him sitting against your door waiting, resisting the urge to vomit. He really needs a drink. You berate him for being such a fool and going cold turkey off of the wine, but he’d disagree. “This is all worth it, my love. At least you’re looking at me again.” The night ends with his head between your legs, not necessarily eating you out, he could just be kissing all over your thighs and mumbling apologies. Who needs the alcohol when he could just get drunk on your cunt?

Aerion does not apologize. The dragon ought never lose, so why should he say sorry that you misread a situation between him and a whore at Ashford? She offered her services, he engaged in conversation for under a minute, and declined! He did the right thing! But all you saw from your high horse was him smiling at another woman, a prostitute, no less. You’d have to be around him constantly for appearances, and you had to share chambers, so you couldn’t close your doors like with Daeron. What you could close was your legs. Aerion was getting frustrated. He hadn’t bedded you in what felt like decades. An heir was not expected yet, you were both young and marriage still fresh, but fuck’s sake, he missed the sex. He missed the way you moaned, the way you arched for him, the way you kissed him. You slept in the same bed as him, but you wouldn’t let him so much as trace your perfect skin. The poor man had to resort to keeping your used smallclothes from the maids and holding them to his face while he pleasured himself. If you were going to be petty, so was he. He would not relent, he had sworn it. And he did uphold this promise, for about a week. He tried so hard, really, he did, but Aerion can’t not be inside you for so long. It was torture. “Wife. I hereby decree I will never entertain any other woman. Ever. Which you should already know I would not and have not done, but we can’t all be sharp. If you wish for me to arrange for that whore to be slaughtered, I will see it done.” This was his way of taking accountability. A reparation seeded with insult and belittlement, tied together with a thinly-veiled threat, just not toward you. It was shite, yet it was also the closest thing to “I’m sorry” anyone ever got from him. He wouldn’t even look at you, focused on staring at the walls or the furniture, his cheeks turning a delicious shade of pink. Aerion had never swallowed his pride for the sake of someone technically beneath him. He was going to have to work on his apologies for when he fucked up in the future, but you let him off this time with a very strong warning.

Valarr hates himself when he sees you’re upset. He’d only talked to another lady of the court in passing, she’d fawned over him as all the ladies do, and he’d politely found a way to excuse himself, as he always does. Unlike Dunk, he doesn’t need anyone to tell him you’re upset, he’ll notice every minuscule reaction from you. Since he’s such a sweetheart, you dont stop letting him bed you, you know how important an heir is, but there’s no passion. You don’t kiss him. You don’t let him hold you in the aftermath. You don’t let him take care of you once it’s over. Valarr will be king one day, he must be strong in the face of conflict, but he’ll become the most pathetic man ever to get you to like him again. You never really stopped liking him, per se, but you were sad! You buried yourself in conversation with your ladies-in-waiting, you spent time with the smaller children, you even had Aerion try and teach you how to wield a sword. Anything you could do to get away from Valarr. He’d give you gifts, arrange for your family to visit, make a point to speak with you whenever the opportunity presented itself, but you stayed cold. You bristled when he touched you, snapped at him for no reason, brushed off his affections. Valarr is not a confrontational person. We saw that when he said “Begone, Ser Duncan,” in the saddest and sweetest voice ever, but your ignorance would push him. “Must you torture me like this? I have apologized, I have begged, I have tried to appease you, and you still won’t look at me as you used to. It ruins me, wife. I can hardly focus without you by my side, and to know you dislike me so is tearing me apart. Tell me what to do. I will do it. Please.” It’s only after you see how broken he is that you forgive him. You can consider the lesson learned when he’s whining that night against your lips for more of you.

Includes: Duncan the Tall, Daeron Targaryen, Aerion Targaryen, Valarr Targaryen x f!reader

Summary: What flusters them/makes them red in the cheeks?

A/N: For @believeyourgalaxy, I hope this lives up to your expectations😼

Dunk is flustered the easiest. Anything suggestive you say, do, initiate, whatever, he’s on board, but best believe he’s a mess, at least when you’re first together. He’ll obviously get more comfortable as time goes on, but he simply does not know what to do with himself when it comes to you. You’re gorgeous, stunning even, and you’re all his?? Him? An oaf, a stupid one at that, nicknamed “Dunk the Lunk,” but it’s him you choose to warm your bed? You make his mouth water, figuratively and literally, doing just about anything, but Dunk will be especially flustered if you’re teaching him. Random, I know, but stay with me. He doesn’t know how to read or write very well beyond his own name, and it’s not a big deal to him to begin with, but being around nobility at the tourney and permanently with Egg, he feels ashamed, so you offer to teach him. You don’t see it as anything other than helping your man, but for him, it’s an act of incredible kindness. Teaching him the letters and words, simple at first, more complicated ones as you continue, takes up hours upon hours of your time, and you do it willingly and gladly. How could he not be anything other than honored? You teach him the proper way to speak to those of nobility, the right titles to use, explain the Targaryen family tree (circle) when he asks, and lend him your easier to read books. It’s a simple thing in the eyes of most, but Duncan adores it, and adores you even more for it. Additionally, if you aren’t together, after he’s quite well-versed at reading, he will finally put the moves on you because he will be head over heels.

Daeron is easily flustered, but also not at the same time. It really depends on whether he’s sober. The drink gives him peace, but also seems to enhance his self-loathing, so he’s a lot more sensitive in that state. When he’s sober, which is rare, he’s serious. Not necessarily cold or harsh, but it’s a lot harder for him to share his feelings without wine loosening his tongue. He’s so dirty in bed, but when it comes to things that make him red in the face, it’s truly the most vanilla shit ever. Taking care of him after he’s drunken too much is a big thing for him. As he got older, his family stopped being the primary caretaker when he goes too crazy, usually sending maids to deal with the mess, so the fact that you’re always there breaks his heart and then mends it all together again. He’s so insecure, and he knows you deserve a million times better than him, but reassurance from you that he’s all you want and you’re never going to love someone the way you do him will set him off. He’d give you everything he has, and he says so often, but his way of expressing it would be head. He gives so much head, and he’s the very best at it too. Daeron just doesn’t know how to tell you he’s so appreciative of everything you do for him. He’s also easily embarrassed by public affection. He’s the loser of his family, and everyone knows it. He’s literally called Daeron the Drunken. His own family is humiliated by him. For you to claim him publicly, your hand on his arm, a kiss on his cheek, your head on his shoulder, it’s another act of love he feels as though he’ll never be able to match. He can cover up with jests and teases and sarcasm but he’s the saddest boy ever and the only one who will ever make him feel like he’s worth something will be you.

Aerion will not show you when he’s flustered. Guarantee you won’t even know he finds anything you do attractive, but he will love you forfuckingever if you help him put on and take off his armor. Mundane, it seems, but it is soooo attractive to him. You could he waiting in the stands of the tourney with his family, watching the other knights, or gossiping with your ladies-in-waiting, but you choose to be with him before he does what he considers his second favorite thing? The first is fucking you, duh. It doesn’t matter if you’re good at it or not, but it won’t seem that way. He’ll berate you if anything is out of place, or if you put it on too slow, but he’s secretly thrilled to be the first to teach you how. When it’s not before a fight, he’ll show you how to armor him up back at the Red Keep, taking hours to explain what every individual piece does to protect him. He’s usually so solemn but he’s relaxed and a little excited to tell you about this, and when you’re listening intently, he’ll get more passionate. Aerion is also flustered by High Valyrian. If you’re as down bad for him as I am, you would learn the language, or at least enough to communicate briefly. He’s already fluent, just in case dragons ever come back, and love love LOVES speaking to you and having conversations in High Valyrian. If you’ve watched House of the Dragon, you know how intimate it sounds with Daemon and Rhaenyra, so it’s so special to him you learned it just to speak with him, because it’s not like anyone else you know speaks it. He’s so obsessed with you no matter what you do, but those things will definitely have him going wild over you.

Valarr has spent the greater part of his life being weighed down by expectations from the people around him. He was going to be king one day, and everyone knew it, so he had to be proper and appropriate all the time. Spontaneity with you flusters him, like going out in the middle of the night to swim in the waters near the castle, joining him on one of his trips to another kingdom and seeing the sights with him, sneaking into a pleasure house for the first time to see what the fuss is about. Anything you do to give him a reason to just have fun feels considerate and he’ll be giddy the whole time. During the tourney at Ashford, you would pull him aside and dance frivolously in Lyonel Baratheon’s tent, the most exciting of the lot. You’d stay up late with him afterwards and go traipsing in the forest nearby, drunk and smiley, falling down together and staring up at the stars, commenting on their beauty. Valarr would agree wholeheartedly, saying “I’ve never seen a star so bright,” but his eyes would be on you instead of the sky. He’s also flustered when you stand up for him. He doesn’t get mistreated often, it’s not like anyone would say anything to a Targaryen prince, but you’ll stand up to Maekar or Baelor if they say anything. They wouldn’t insult him, of course (Baelor is too kind), but he may get scolded here and there for ridiculous things because it wasn’t “becoming of a prince.” If you were there, you’d call them out on their bullshit immediately, saying it was laughable for him to be expected to do everything perfectly. He was a man, not a god, and not even they always remember to be the picture of sophisticated grace. He thinks it’s one of if not the hottest things you can do. If you’re not already married at this point, and merely courting, you will be wed by the end of the season.

Includes: Duncan the Tall, Daeron Targaryen, Aerion Targaryen, Valarr Targaryen x f!reader

Summary: How the AKOTSK’s finest bachelors would react to breaking the bed with you under them

A/N: Is it obvious I have a favorite👀

Dunk realistically can’t afford a bed (no shade), and is more likely sleeping with you tucked away with him on a pallet but if he could, he’d lose his mind over breaking it with you under him. Forget the bed, he’d be pulling out, much to your dismay, in 0.2 seconds, asking whether or not you were alright, berating himself for being a fool, checking all over you for injuries. He would feel so bad, especially if it had been your bed he was breaking. There’s absolutely no way he’d keep fucking you, unless you begged really hard, and even then he’d still be overly gentle, probably only eat you out and it’d take more than a week to get him inside you again. You’d have to pick a day when he’s especially tired from working and pliant enough to do whatever you say. Unfortunately for him, this would definitely happen more than once just because of how unaccommodatingly large he is. It would get to the point where he would make a new bed for the two of you instead of bothering to haggle with some traveling tradesman, and you best believe all this bed breaking has to stop when he gets you pregnant. The first time, that is.

Daeron wouldn’t notice until you pulled him gently by the hair away from between your legs, and even then, he wouldn’t care as much as Duncan would. As soon as it was clear neither of you were hurt, he’d go back to licking and sucking and occasionally biting, doing anything and everything to make you cum. Getting pussy drunk was more healthy than getting wine drunk, you see. He’s 100 percent a certified eater, sloppy and hungry and needy (quick everyone act surprised!!) In all seriousness, Daeron is a sweet boy, really! But he’d definitely leave the bed like that for a day or two to get on your nerves and tease you any time you saw it, but it had a stronger effect on him. Every time he walked into your shared quarters, he couldn’t fend off the boner just from seeing how wrecked the bed was, memories flooding his mind of the sounds you made, the faces you made, etc. His plan backfired completely. He has to drag you away from your ladies-in-waiting as politely as he can, claiming an emergency when he knows damn well he just wants to fuck you. You’d be annoyed at first, but when he says it’s the dreams that have been plaguing him and he needs a distraction, you can’t help but give in. In truth, he hasn’t had any memorable dreams ever since he started fucking you. You will also be walking away from this encounter pregnant, if you walk away at all.

Aerion is a dragon you guys. Dragon-adjacent at the least. He’s a beast in and out of bed, so a little wear and tear is not to be feared, but expected. He does care about breaking the bed, but he’s a little more focused on pumping as many heirs as possible into his pretty wife. You’d push a few times at his broad shoulders, too breathless to communicate properly, and he’d shush you. “I see it, wife. Relax. If you continue to clench like that, you’ll cut off the cock you so dearly admire.” You would feel your face getting hot, but a smile also threatening to curl at your lips. Aerion was jesting. Not only was he teasing you, he thought it was funny that he’d destroyed the bed. Aerion is brimming with energy almost all the time, he has to be to be the excellent swordsman that he is. He’s trained himself to not get tired at the most taxing of tasks, so you’d go for a few more rounds in the cracked bed despite your protests that one of you could get hurt. They were hardly protests, though, just softly mumbled words mixed in with sharp whines and moans as Aerion all but jackhammered you until you saw the gods. You’d be so out of it by the time it was over you’d hardly register him carrying you, fully nude, to lay on the plush carpet with a blanket around the both of you, your head in his chest and your thighs coated in an intimate mixture of your cum and his. You’d awaken to a new bed already set up, clothes set out for you, and no Aerion, which could be perceived as insulting, but this was an act of intense kindness from him. Third time is not the charm, and one again, you are crawling away pregnant.

Valarr my perfect prince who deserves the world. This would be his first time having sex and he’s finally getting into the rhythm, letting out little pathetic whimpers into the crook of your neck, his thrusts speeding up, and then crack! He would be so fucking embarrassed but he can’t show it, he’s the prince! So, logically, the only way to not show it is to keep his face hidden from you while you stroked his hair, mumbling praises. It would take you saying “It’s alright, husband,” a million times before he would continue. I have seen very dominant depictions of Valarr, but with all the pressure that must be on him mixed in with his father, one of the few adult figures he could turn to, getting absolutely brained he has to have developed some form of a praise kink stemming from the need to be comforted. Whether it be subtle or obvious, he needs constant reassurance inside the bedroom. He might cry, not the first time you have sex, but a few incidences later, once he’s a lot more intimately familiar with you. He would move the both of you into a new room for the night while servants fixed up the bed or brought in a new one, and his cheeks would flushed at the few side-eyes the maids give you two. Lucky you, you will walk away from this unscathed, no pregnancy. I cannot guarantee your safety in the future, though. Valarr has a breeding kink, FOR SURE, also enforced by the pressure and expectations he has had thrust upon him his whole life. It’s not as bad as Aerion’s breeding kink, but it’s not far away from that level, either.