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  1. Rec 18

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    Five times Baelor walks away from a drunken Daeron, and one time he doesn't.

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    Five times Daeron forgets harassing Baelor, and one time he's made to remember.

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    21 Apr 2026

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    "Baelor reaches for Daeron, not knowing what the next step is, only knowing that it could ruin them both."

  2. Rec 10

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    Alright, perhaps not, Dunk surmised, feeling his chest loosen to some extent that maybe the prince posed little threat to him. Even then, it was perplexing as to why Daeron was in his chambers. Was he lost? That seemed the next most probable reason.
     
    Once more, Dunk tried, “Are y’lost then?”

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    12 Apr 2026

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    'It only intensified when Daeron began rocking back and forth, slow at first, wincing as he adjusted himself. “Fuck,” he spat out. “I think I’ve gotten tight.”'

  3. Rec 6

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    It had been stupid, a game. A farce in the name of keeping traditions, a few hundred years on. Once, his father had told him, they’d used real swords and real lances and dressed themselves in real armor, not the costume stuff that they used now, however high quality it was. Those had been the days of true knights, Baelor had said, when king had been more than just a title given to the eldest Targaryen heir. Hundreds of years his family had ruled the Realm, and what did they have to show for it? Costume armor, fake swords.

    But their fakeness did not matter in the end.

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    28 Mar 2026

  4. Rec 31

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    They made conversation as they ate their meal, mostly Valarr asking questions about Baelor’s day and Baelor asking for his opinion on choices he had to make, but the king went quiet when the prince mentioned the council. Valarr watched him carefully leave the cutlery aside and wipe his mouth, the pause long enough to make the prince worry.

    Baelor cleared his throat, fidgeting with one of his rings again. “The council has decided I am to be wed.” He announced.

    Valarr’s heart immediately sank, but he couldn’t quite pinpoint why.

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    26 Mar 2026

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    "He knelt at the feet of the father and begged for punishment."

  5. Rec 13

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    He wants to get on his knees, he wants to kneel at his father's feet, he wants to worship this man who raised him, who loves him, who takes care of him.

    Who makes him bow and bleed at his own gracious hand.

    He wants father to always think of him as a good boy, his good boy.

    His good boy who would do anything for him, anything he wants, anything he asks, anything Valarr can do for him.

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    This fic came into being because of some posts on twitter about how Baelor should put his big, beautiful hands to use and slap Valarr :)♡

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    20 Mar 2026