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10 FIRSTS! The First HOTD Slash Fics on AO3 for 10 M/M Pairings

HOTD Tuesdays! First rec list of 2023!

Selection Criteria - These are the First M/M Slash English fics for 10 HOTD Pairings on AO3.

A big part of what I love about new fandoms is seeing how new pairings start. Wanted to do a rec list to celebrate the new M/M pairings on AO3 during the HOTD show.

AO3 Collection for this list

Rec blurbs below the cut!!!

Daemon/Viserys

Soon the wedding hymn

Posted - 29 August 2022.

Author - eldritcher

Length - 2300 words.

Rating - M.

Blurb - This is probably the first ever show canon slash fic on AO3. It would also go on to be the first fic of the stunning, brilliant Ossuarium series which is essentially the perfect thesis on Targs. Lots of firsts here! A really beautiful dirty/bad/hot/wrong fic with unholy, super messy Targ love.

Vibe Quote

Daemon was not a beggar prince. He had not begged his grandparents, or his parents. He begged his boons only of one man.

Daemon/Otto

Impotence

Posted - 4 September 2022

Author - deaserkan @deaserkan

Length - 1800 words.

Rating - E.

Blurb - deaserkan has some of the best ships out there! This is a dirty/bad/hot/wrong PWP fic. Enemies with benefits! Also art! Really hot art!

Vibe quote

Otto’s unamused expression morphed into a wry smirk. “I presume your brothel trip was unsatisfactory once again?”

Viserys/Otto

A fire untamed

Posted September 20, 2022

Author - becauseitwasreal

Length - 1500 words

Rating - G

Blurb - Otto/Viserys is the template for Alicent/Rhaenyra! I ship it!

Vibe quote

“I am sorry it had to end this way.” Otto turned, his teeth grit. “Do not feign regret, when it was you who made it so.”

Daemon/Corlys

The Art of War

Posted - October 31, 2022

Author - coaldustcanary @coaldustcanary

Length - 500 words

Rating - T

Rec Blurb - War buddies! Brilliant shortfic that packs a big punch! Love their dynamic!

Vibe quote

Daemon surely did have a knack for an entrance. Even after all these years, Corlys could not help but admire him honestly for the space of a held breath, an anticipatory, predatory pause.

Aegon/Aemond

Nightly Curiosity

Posted - September 18, 2022

Author - Katophoenix @katophoenix

Length - 1200 words

Rating - E

Rec blurb - dirty/bad/hot/wrong PWP which is totally perfect!! Love Aemond's creepiness here which works brilliantly in the context of the fic.

Vibe quote

He bent down, to steal the kiss he always did. A silent beginning.

Aegon/Jace

Rumors

Posted - October 2, 2022

Author - RayByAnotherName @raybyanothername

Length - 1600 words

Rating - T

Rec blurb - Really love the outsider Laenor POV we get here. It adds a lot of great character moments for Jace. Also love the dynamic between the characters.

Vibe quote

"Is it any more dangerous than what Mother's done? Or you?" Jace asked it calmly, but it hit Laenor so sharply he might have screamed it.

Note - The A/N talked about two earlier fics tagged with the same pairing. I didn't find them on AO3. But anyway wanted to add that as fyi. Rec lists are best effort.

Luke/Aemond

catch a dragon

Posted - August 26, 2022

Author - Anonymous

Length - 530 words

Rating - Not rated

Rec blurb - Gosh this pairing. I don't even :D This fic has that classic dynamic of spoiled/mini Rhaenyra Luke and really intense, pining Aemond.

Vibe quote

And Aemond stares, enraptured by the brightness of the boy's brown eyes and rosy cheeks that flush from joy as something takes root in his chest.

Rec note - This list is based on show canon. So the list exclude fics which are not tagged with HOTD.

Daemon/Aemond

Mirror

Posted - October 11, 2022 Author - GreyArchives, orphan_account Length - 245 words Rating - G

Rec blurb - Aemond thinking about Daemon. Pining, complicated, intense vibes.

Vibe quote

Aemond does not care for the resemblance he notices in the mirror, nor for the one whispered about in the halls and courtyard, but he does care for the flame that burns behind those eyes.

Jace/Aemond

A Strong Fire

Posted - October 4, 2022

Author - Beserk

Length - 2500 words

Rating - T

Rec blurb - Really beautiful what-if set during the Driftmark funeral episode. I love the dynamic between Jace and Aemond here.

"My father died," Jace whispers, so low that Aemond can barely hear. It is not that he needed to hear it, though. Everyone knows.

Joffrey/Laenor

Riding the (Sea)Horse

Posted - October 5, 2022

Author - Lord_Auster_Tully

Length - 3700 words

Rating - E

Rec blurb - The OG couple!!! <3 Gosh. I really felt for their tragedy. They deserved a lot better :/ This fic takes the beautiful scene we get in the show and adds the missing parts we really wanted :D

Westeros often wasn’t as it was supposed to be. Good things didn’t last. But for that moment, as Laenor eyed the soft white flesh and ginger hair, everything was good.

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wh0reforcoriolanussnow · 10 months

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Stay with me || D. Targaryen x Hightower!reader

GIF by @beaconofthehightower DIVIDERS by @straywords

summary: In which you have been forced into marriage with the Rogue Prince by the King. However, it has been well over a year and the two of you yet to see eye to eye, mostly because of Daemon's dislike towards your father. When you find out that you're expecting, things seem to take a drastic turn.

a/n: no way this was sitting in my drafts since i first opened this acc end of last year🥹

“The bath is ready for you, my Lady.” The handmaiden bowed at your direction as you finish taking off your jewellery. “Thank you, you may go,” You bid her off, “But my Lady-“ She protested, “I am quite capable of bathing myself, thank you.” Meeting the maidens eyes through the mirror, you didn’t mean to sound rude and snap at the poor women—your pent up emotions needed releasing, hence why you called for a bath.

Without uttering another word, you watch as she closes the door with a loud thud. Throwing your necklace across the room to release the built up tension, you inhale deeply whilst leaning your hand against the bed post. Tears threatening to escape, you look up towards the ceiling so that they would not fall.

Finding out that you were with child was a rollercoaster of emotions. You were saddened at the thought of bringing a child into this cruel word. How could you try to make your child’s life happy when both of his/her parents were not with each other?

You thought that you could some how find times in your marriage that you would be happy, but you didn’t, the past 12 months were a nightmare. You barely got to see Daemon, and when you did, he’d be drunk and fall asleep without saying a word to you.

And the whispers and talks of people seeing him visit brothels in silk street were unbearable. You tried ignoring the best you could, but how could you when people didn’t even put any effort into quietening down when walking past you?

Brushing your lingering thoughts away, you walk to the bath that was bearably hot. Removing your thin night gown and letting it pile in a corner, you couldn’t help but stare at your still-flat stomach in the mirror. The thought of a babe growing inside was both amazing and terrifying.

Slipping your body in, a sigh leaves your mouth at the sensation of the hot water against your skin. After nearly 30 minutes, the door to your chambers opened.

There was only ever one person to open that door without bothering to knock, and that was your Husband. Eyes closed, you heard his footsteps until it came to a halt, slowly opening your eyes and sitting up, you turn your head to find Daemon watching you from outside the door that led to the bathroom.

“Husband.” You greeted turning your head back and closing them once again. “Wife.” He replied, taking off his clothes and changing. You were surprised he did not sound drunk like he usually did most nights. The two of you not uttering a single word until you got out of the bath.

You flinch once you realised Daemon was sat on a one of the sofas that faced your bath tub, not that the two of you were foreign to seeing each other naked. After drying up, you slip your night gown on once again before making your way to your dresser.

“Ao nektogon aōha ōghar, nyke ūndegon” His voice made you pause your actions, looking at his sat figure through the mirror. “2 two months ago Daemon.” You reply annoyed as you brush through your hair. “But you would know if you saw me more often.” Muttering under your breath, Daemon replied, “ȳdragon plainly.”(You cut your hair, I see) (Speak plainly)

Closing you eyes and taking a sharp inhale, you turn your body towards him, a cup with what you presume was alcohol in his hand. “What I mean, husband, is if you were here more often instead of spending your nights at the brothel, that you would notice the little things!” Your voice escalates in volume. Daemon throws his head back with a loud sigh. “Are we really doing this?”

“Where do your loyalties reside, husband? It is most certainly not with me! Whom you swore under the seven Gods that you would be there for me!” You were now standing up as you watch Daemon with an unreadable face.

“Ivestragon mirros!”You yell, “Skoro syt issi ao sir mentioning bisa?” He calmly asked. With furrowed eyebrows, you study his face, his gaze set to candles on the table. “Skoros?”(Say something) (Why are you now mentioning this) (What)

“Don’t act stupid y/n,” He scoffed, finally meeting your eyes, “Emi issare married syt mirri jēda, sir ao decide naejot elēni aōha concerns?” (We have been married for some time, now you decide to voice your concerns)

“Ivestragon nyke, skoro syt?” His deep voice questioned. Searching his eyes, and opening your mouth, no words seemed to come out. (Tell me, why)

“Cat got your tongue, my love?” Daemon smirked as you gulped, tears slowly but surely welling up. You found yourself pathetic, truth being the fact that you couldn’t even tell your own husband you were carrying his child.

Without saying another word, you turned around, blowed out all the candles except for the ones beside Daemon’s side of the bed, and slipped under the covers of your bed.

A loud sigh leaves the Prince’s mouth. Deep down, you wanted him to come to bed and engulf you in a hug. Instead, you hear the sound of the doors opening and closing, he left. You cried yourself to sleep that night.

Waking up to a cold and empty bed, you felt it slowly but surely making its way up your throat as you place the back of your hand to your mouth. Luckily, Eva, your closest handmaiden, had walked in just in time as you puked into the bucket.

“Perhaps having breakfast will be good for you, my Lady” She kindly smiles at you as you look up at her with a disgusted face at the thought of food at that moment. “I think not” You grumbled before getting up and getting ready.

“Has my husband returned yet?” Your eyes meet with the handmaidens’ through the mirror as you put earrings on. “No, my Lady” She looks down. “Should I even tell him?” You contemplate, fidgeting with your rings.

Before you could get a response, a loud knock comes from your door as you give a confused look to Eva as she quickly opens the door. “My lady, it’s your father.” She calls out before curtsying and leaving the room.

“Father,” You kiss his cheek to greet him. “I think it is best you go to the throne room now” He gives you a blank look. An awkward chuckle leaves your lips, “But why? What’s happening?” Concern spread through your body as Otto doesn’t say anything.

You quickly brush past him and make a beeline to the throne room. Upon entering, you were stopped by a kingsguard. “Who is in there” You question. “I cannot tell you that Lady-“ “I’m only going to ask you once, brother, who is in there?” You send daggers to your younger brother’s way.

“His Grace, Daemon, and-“ Before he could finish his sentence, you push past him and open the door. There sat Viserys on the iron throne with Daemon standing e of him, his back to you. What perplexed you even more was the women on her knees beside Daemon. A handmaiden to be precise. Viserys gives you a pitiful look, It was only when both Daemon and the handmaiden look back to you when you realise.

“I-“ You couldn’t even properly speak as you choked back tears. You felt like screaming at that moment. “Y/n-“ You didn’t even let Daemon utter another word before you closed the door—Gwayne giving you a concerned look—and sped off back to your room.

“Pack my things. I am leaving” You order your handmaidens as tears continuously roll down your cheeks. You were shaking, you felt like you were suffocating. “Are you all right my lady?” Eva places ger hand on your shoulder as you breathe heavily. “I-I need to get out of this dress- a-and breathe for gods sake!” You shout angrily as hands were already untying your dress.

You had about enough of Daemon’s behaviour. You needed to leave. After being dressed in something more comfortable, the doors open as your father walks in. “I assume you’re going back to Old town?” Your father places his hands behind his back as he watches you gather your jewelry.

“I am. If you expect me to stay here any longer with that-that horrid man then-“ “I don’t expect you to, daughter. He was caught in bed with her this morning. I assure you, that handmaiden will get what she deserves. Sleeping with her Lady’s husband, what was she thinking” Otto scoffs as tears blur your eyes.

“Have you even told him yet?” His question catches you off-guard. “No. After what I just found out I don’t think I will. He can find out later on after I’ve left” You say through greeted teeth as the last of your things were packed up.

“The carriage is already out there waiting for you, my Lady” Eva mentions as you nod at her. “Goodbye father, I hope you do come visit” You sadly smile before embracing him in a hug, his hands caressing your hair before you pull back and walk off.

It was pouring outside. You held your skirt up so it wouldn’t get dirty. “Y/n!” His voice booms over the rain as you pause. You quicken your pace but before you could even fully step into the carriage, a rough hand pulls you back.

Before you know it, your hand makes contact with his cheek with a loud slap. The few handmaidens gasp before they look down. He rolls his tongue against his cheek before chuckling, “I deserve that, don’t I?” “Oh you deserve so much worse Daemon.” You darkly chuckle at the man.

“I can’t believed you stooped that low- and with one of my handmaidens? How pathetic can you get, Husband. I have done nothing but been patient with you every day but this? That was the final straw. I’m leaving and you cannot stop me” You say the last bit through greeted teeth. “Were you going to tell me?”

You stop dead in your tracks. You breathe out from your nose, “Tell you what exactly?” Your head turns to him. “That you’re carrying my child. Was I ever going to find out? Or was I going to when I’m on my deathbed.” He shouts angrily as you keep your composure.

“And bring him up with a father who can’t even keep his loyalties to his wife? You’re delusional, truly.” A loud scoff emits your mouth. Not a second later, Daemon drops to his knees infront of you. People around whispering to each other at the sight of the Rogue Prince on his knees to his wife. You gulp as he looked so vulnerable. He looks up to you as he takes ahold of your hands. “Stay with me. Please. That is all I ask of you y/n” He pleads.

“Stay with you? I have stayed with you every day Daemon while you fucked your way through the brothels. I’ve had enough of hoping that you would finally see me as your wife!” Tears were once again pouring down your cheeks as you sniffle. “I can’t stay with you.” Your voice cracks before you pull away from Daemon’s touch and enter the carriage without looking back.

The carriage starts to move as you start sobbing harder. Daemon was still there kneeling as he watched his wife leave. He watched his entire future leave.

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