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roughridingrednecks · 3 months
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DaeDae in Tennessee
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therangersss · 1 month
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zombiebluejay · 1 year
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"Dae In The Life"
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Characters mentioned/ Daemon Targaryen, Rhaenyra Targaryen, Aemond Targaryen, Fem OC.
*18+/crack fic(this is just for the jokes man)/slight smut but not too much*
A day of Daemon Targaryen, his little tasks and his little self.
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The day started as it usually did, with Daemon Targaryen waking up on the couch in the bedchamber at Dragonstone and Rhaenyra sleeping in the exact middle of the lumpy king sized bed. His lovely familial bride is still asleep. Rain puttered down hitting every inch of the carved stone of the castle.
He woke up with a start, unaware of the penis drawn upon his forehead. And no one working in the castle planned on telling him either. Grumbling, he sat up and rubbed his old, tired eyes and got up.
In his nightdress and hat, he sleepily walked to the chamber aside from the room, filled with an abundance of rank and stinky pots.
“Damn” he thought, “I wish toilets existed in this time in history”. But the gods all hated him, so toilets wouldn't be invented for a long time.
The man looked in the warped, fuzzy mirror he had hidden behind an issue of "hot dragons weekly" that his incestuous spouse had hidden, lest he give in more to unworthy vanities. He looked at his enormous chin, and realized he had grown a single hair over the night. It was an inch long and white, not unlike something else protruding from his body. His face would look surprised, unfortunately you wouldn't be able to tell, as he lacked eyebrows.
After he was done getting ready for the day, changing from his sweaty, slept in night wear, into a pair of trousers which were just a bit to short and his dragon shit crusted boots, he realized he was clean shirtless, and thus he began his quest down to his wife's teenage son's chambers, in hopes of finding one that would fit him. He crept through stone hallways, a chill grabbing onto his tiny nipples.
Once at the tall wooden door, he rapped upon it. With no answer, he tip tied in and shuffled around the drawer. With luck, he found one that seemed close to his size though his belly button poked through and the sleeves came down only to his mid forearms.
Thus it was time to set out for the day. He saddled up Caraxes, and took off to run his daily errands.
Caraxes landed landed on the edge of a green forest, still damp from the mornings rain, ten paces away from a small cottage, little figurines strewn about the door, one of which looked like king Viserys, ass out, full moon.
The long haired no longer twink walked slowly up to the small round door, and with a rap-tap-tap and a few seconds wait a very small woman waddled out the door. Wearing a purple robe with stars adorning it, she greeted him with a toothless grin, making the man blush.
"Hello Daemon, I was wondering when you'd finally drop by you old soggy sod. Doing your little chores for your lady wife hm?" She attempted a wink but both eyes shut.
"Hello Grunhilda" he sighed, remembering the drunken make out session the two had many years prior, back when she still has a couple teeth left. "I'm here to pick up Rhaenyra's order".
"Right this way then, my prince".
She led him into her house and pulled out a small metal tube with a red crystal on top.
"Tell her majesty I worked very hard on this for her. It'll work by putting this small jar of captured lightning in this small cut out on the side. These devices are hard to make these days, one day they'll be very prevalent, I know I saw it in the orb. Now you'd better be on your way, another important person is stopping by at any moment."
After a quick stop and a hasty goodbye, the man was shooed out the door. Once back to his dragon, hidden by fog, he could see a carriage pull up. Squinting to see who just stopped by, he could make out the form of Otto Hightower step out and knock as he did. With an eye roll he decided to take off, as he had a few more errands to run.
After a few hours of picking out breads and cheeses and apples and all such other things adorning Rhaenyra's intricate grocery list, the man with the protruding chun found a decent view to enjoy the lunch his wife had packed him and left on the counter for the day. He opened up a brown bag, filled with a sandwich filled with the leftover meats of the previous supper and three slices of cucumber, an apple with a smiley face carved into it with the thumb nail of his recently pregnant spouse and two pieces of toffee candy flavored with citrus. They were his least favorite from the multi flavor pack but they were his daughters favorite, so he ate them happily.
The man looked at the magical crystal wand visible in his open satchel, and looked around. It was a scenic view, a deep drop into a waterfall filled casam surrounded by deep green forests. It was quiet except for the wildlife and water. He grabbed the object from the bag, looking it over carefully. He put in a small bottle of captured lightning as the woman had told him and burst to life with buzzing.
Slowly, he undid his belt and buttons and with a touch onto his, as Rhaenyra called it "semi satisfactory" sized penis, he let out a high pitched needy yelp, closed his eye tightly and his lower cheeks squeezed in, almost immediately, and for the first time since Rhaenyra decided she wanted to try again for another child, he unleashed a mighty 6 drops of slightly yellowish cum from his itchy cock. He winced not unlike one may imagine the shunga girls would, a high pitched scream of pleasure and pain.
He sat there in shock for a quarter hour, unspeaking, unmoving, he understood his wife's purchase.
Knees cracking, he stood up, feeling a rush of serotonin shoot into his brain, he had a few more tasks yet to do.
He flew down back into the nearest town, hauling a large cotton sack filled with the chamises, night gowns, stockings, shirts and breaches of his large family, into a large open room filled with steaming soapy cauldrons with washboards. On the other side of the building were many strings of washing lines with hand cranks to spin out the washings to dry it by the breeze it generates. All a very elaborate contraption created by his brother in law/nephew Aemond.
The man sighed, and got to work scrubbing, rinsing, drying and folding all the garments in the sack his family had entrusted him with. All the blood stains from a past trauma of many kinds. War, childbirth. And happy blood too. Remnants of scraped knees from the small amounts of childhood play their children got the rare opportunity to have before life caught up with them so early.
He smiled with a small tear forming in his eye, realizing he had to get back soon to the family he cared for.
Loading up his sack, he climbed on the back of his beloved dragon, flying towards the now setting sun, he decided to take a minute to watch it go down, landing on a cliff top with his castle home in the furthest visible difference.
Just then an old man did the same, climbing up the hill to take in the sea breeze, he had a big bushy gray beard, a robe and walking staff as tall as his hunched over back may have been in the days of youth.
The man looked at the prince, took in a breath and gave a small gnarly giggle, showing the few teeth he had left.
"You know son" the old man spoke, "you've got a cock drawn on your face".
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if u guys want me to ask questions about ur ocs or something let me know, I will not hold back 😮‍💨
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intcritus · 7 months
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think imma play sims, and probably read some manhua tonight.
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luvscloud-a · 7 months
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✷   ───   𝖼͟𝗅͟𝗈͟𝗌͟𝖾͟𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋  : @gardenfeys
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🥥⠀ . . .⠀ ♡ ⠀੭ ˚ “ don't worry , if you get scared then you can hold my hand real tight . ”
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pocji · 8 months
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hello babyz thank you for visiting my blog and sticking around! I promise I am usually one of you I picked an inopportune moment to have a menty b about another man
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hibiscuit-rose · 24 days
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soft launching these genderbend edits..
i know genderbends have their issues but this is all just for fun! in regards to nonbinary or gender neutral characters, they still have those traits but present them differently
anyway i came up with some similar but neat names for these characters i think:
luz is luiz, eda "edalyn" is daeda "daedalus", king is queen, gus "augustus" is augie "augustine", willow is wilmer, and amity is amicus
i wanted their names to still be similar in meaning and sound, hope that makes sense
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So this news about DaeDae's ears brings two words to my mind: "handle bars."😏
Her ears, her hair, her hips. Anything really, she loves it all.
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polutrope · 3 months
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🐅 for Daedae?
[unusual headcanons ask game]
🐅 - Characterization: character habits, personality, etc.
He needs to keep his hands occupied at all times. If he's not playing his pipe, he'll be twirling it. He has been known to bring knitting or carving projects to feasts and meetings. People in Doriath are used to this, but when he goes abroad, such as to the Mereth Aderthad or on one of his regular visits to Nargothrond, others are a bit put-out by this distracting (and seemingly distracted) behaviour. Well SOR-RY that he's such a genius that he can carve a beautiful rose and negotiate a trade agreement and compose a song in his head at the same time.
I did another Daeron here.
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umbilicalcordchewer · 29 days
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Hey guys (and by guys I mean the 2 peple that actually look at my posts, hi Chloe, hi daedae) so uhh smth really bad happened and i might need to go on hiatus here, on tiktok, on discord and etc (and i might have to change myusername everywhere).
So I kinda have a problem with someone but idk if it's even appropriate to state just randomly on Tumblr so.... Yeah...
If I actually do go on hiatus or change accounts I'll definitely tell my friends but yk it's still weird ig
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wcrriorhearts · 8 months
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she's had enough. two bickering boys, one husband who managed to set the microwave on fire in an attempt to stop the fighting boys from doing just that by feeding them. needless to say, no one was fed, but at least they stopped fighting over the excitement of a burning microwave. that was, however, the moment rhaenyra just walked out of the house and decided she needed a time out. she hadn't even said goodbye, just taken her keys, gotten into the car and driven to starbucks.
this was a ritual she always performed when she needed some alone adult time without her sons ( and her third child harwin ). she got coffee for herself and daemon, drove to his house and enjoyed the silence of his mansion in peace, until her nerves were less frayed and she didn't feel like committing a felony any time soon. even though she loved no one more than her boys, at nine and eight years old they were truly giving her a run for her money sometimes. but that was why they had a dad, who had to endure them alone for the next few hours, while she had a people detox for a while.
as usual, she got two coffees at starbucks, knowing exactly how daemon liked to drink his and even refused to get decaf for herself, albeit being eight months pregnant, because she desperately needed the rush of caffein for once. her mood instantly lifted after the first sip and she drove the rest of the way humming to the songs on the radio. caraxes was not in the driveway, but her uncle had other cars as well, so it was hard to tell when he was home, or not. it didn't matter, however, because she had keys anyway and so she let herself into the house as she had done since she had been a teenager. "uncie, it's me, i brought coffee", she called into the quiet house but a moment later a woman appeared, instead of daemon. "you...are not my uncle", rhaenyra stated bluntly, momentarily confused, until she remembered that daedae now had something akin to a girlfriend. or at least she hoped this was her, because otherwise her next words would end in tragedy. "but you must be myrsini. hi, i'm nyra."
plotted starter for @vhgr
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v-anrouge · 3 months
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Sniff I afraid
there's no need to be afraid daedae i love you forever
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you guys should reblog ur oc art so I can reblog it thank you 😌 <3
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intcritus · 9 months
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❝ ━ trying to strangle someone usually counts as attempted murder. ❞ dae-hyun can't help the deep chuckle that rumbles from his throat, smiling lips curling around the opening of his latte, taking a leisurely sip as he looked down at them. now, he usually wasn't one to tease short people, zahir would have his knees and he's sure qilbym and manager mochi wouldn't appreciate his teasing, but sometimes when he found the right person, it was just an itch he couldn't help but scratch.
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jicito · 3 months
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make seunghan moodboard and tag me in it 🥺🥺
HELPP heres your Seunghan moodboard daedae 🫐
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