Because the dawn right before the sun rises is the darkest Even in the far future, never forget the you of right now Wherever you are right now, you're just taking a break ♤ Lenora Baratheon was never in control of any aspect of her life. Her mother controlled her body, an evil spirit controlls her mind, and a red haired beauty from the North controlls her heart. Since the day she was born, till the day she dies someone will always try to bend her mind into submission. But anything that can bend, can break. ♤ Warnings: Mentions of alcohol, murder, blood, sexual assualt, sex, homophobia, sexism, death, A LOT OF MURDER, etc.. ALSO: This is a SansaxFemOC however no real relationship stuff is going to happen for a while. :(

A daughter born admits snow with ice in her eyes and fire in her heart A son born admits flames with fire in his eyes and ice in his heart The union between the Wolf Lady of the North and the Dragon Prince of the South will forever be remembered as A Song of Ice and Fire

"𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙇𝙖𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙤𝙣'𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙏𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙮𝙚𝙣'𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙗𝙮 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙗𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙜𝙚." 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘈𝘭𝘺𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘏𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘓𝘢𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘈𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘐𝘐𝘐, 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦. 𝘈𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩, 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘸 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘨𝘶𝘴𝘵. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘴, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘺. "𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙖 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠, 𝙙𝙤𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙃𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚. 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙄 𝙙𝙤 𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙘𝙠?" cover by @girtdirt (i love you)

"𝑊𝑜𝑙𝑓'𝑠 𝐵𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑," their father always called it. Could make a man or woman wild in a sense, unpredictable, and powerful. And when a violet-eyed twin born to the Lord Eddard Stark, all knew that the boy would have it. And he did. Beside his twin, Jon, Benget Stark was raised a Wolf, with the Tully fish, Catelyn, deeming them as bastards to Ashara Dayne, even as their Lord Father claimed them legitimate with the Lady Ashara. And by the laws of Gods and Men, under the New and Old, Benget Stark held claim to both the North and to Starfall, to Ice and to Dawn, but he had to fight to earn such rights in his own eyes of violet. Secrets were something Benget despised, even as he kept his own from the world around him. Silver hair he kept hidden behind black was one such secret. One that would follow him to the end of his days. "𝑊𝑜𝑙𝑓'𝑠 𝐵𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑," the Lord Eddard had said it was, but Benget only believed it to an extent. Blood wasn't what made someone special--what made them better than others. That's what he believed, but as his life moved along, as opportunities presented themselves to him, when struggles and hardships beat him, when all the cards were on the table, Benget started to think about what was flowing through his veins and what it meant in the grandscheme of Westeros. A singer and a fighter, a warrior and a brother, a wolf and king, Benget Stark lived a life of tragedies and triumphs that could be compared to nobody's feats other than his own. But as was his belief, he had to fight for every inch of what he was given, and for every foot for all that he lost. "𝑊𝑜𝑙𝑓'𝑠 𝐵𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑," as it was, flowed through his veins. So too was there drive, but so too was there divide. Between the duty he held to his word, and to oaths to the people he loved, Benget Stark was torn, beaten down and would have just been another notch on the door to the Commander's tower. But there was a greater plan

Every morning Daelyra Targaryen wakes up and chooses violence. (Figuratively, at least.) It might be because she's Daemon Targaryen's daughter. It might be because her soul is from another world. It might be because her dragon blood runs hotter than most, and that means more than she knew it could. It might be because the dragon that chose her is the most vicious of them all. It might be because she's a woman on a mission. So many might-be's, but one thing is certain: she wasn't meant to exist and the sole fact that she does was enough to knock the world ever so slightly off its axis. Why not change it further? Or: Targaryens really aren't human and expecting them to conform to human standards rarely ends well. And sometimes an unhinged woman with an unhinged dragon is all the world needs to prevent a disaster long in the making. * A House of the Dragon Fanfiction. A story about family, growing up, magic, dragons, and maybe saving the world a little. * The chapters are typically 8-11 thousand words long so I split them for easier reading. * Cross-posted on: Tumblr - https://aboutdragons.tumblr.com/ AO3 - https://archiveofourown.org/works/43121373/chapters/108369012 Scribblehub - https://www.scribblehub.com/series/699684/the-thing-about-dragons/ Do not repost.

*undergoing rewrites, the original first draft originally posted is up on my profile!* cover by @velaryons