Taelon Targaryen was the first son, the heir of Viserys Targaryen but he was chaos, raging thunder in the capitals smooth waters. But while trying to torment his Uncle Daemon he fell for Daemon's wife, Rhae Royce. 🐉 "It was enchanting to meet you." 🐎 Most characters belong to GRRM All explicit and otherwise intimate relations are done by consenting fictional adults above 18. Join me on my newest obsession. Taelon! Same Taelon new drama! Labyrinth// Rhaenyra Epiphany // Alicent #1 in chrishemsworth on 2/9/23🥰

Prequel to hp crossover Daemon falls for the most magical of woman after a portkey malfunction ends her up in Westeros. 🪄 "Four tequilas down who gives a shit it we're messing around..." 🐉 HP X HOTD CROSSOVER Most characters and rights belong to grrm x jkr

''A dragon is neither male nor female'' Rhaenyra Targaryen died in the jaws of a dragon, watching her legacy turn to ash while the realm she bled for crumbled. But the gods-or the fire-are not finished with her. Waking in the body of her six-year-old self, Rhaenyra is a ghost in a child's skin, possessed of a lifetime of grief and the cold wisdom of a fallen Queen. Armed with the secrets of a future that hasn't happened yet, Rhaenyra sets out to purge the vipers from her court and reclaim the throne before the first drop of blood is ever spilled.

"you will close his eye, niece... and he will claim a dragon" [hotd + fire & blood]

Have you ever wondered what would have happened if Daemon Targaryen would have allied with the Greens? How would the Dance of Dragons change? Who lives, who perishes? A dark and twisted love story, between Daemon Targaryen and Helaena Targaryen, where Daemon switches sides and becomes a green, but Daemon only does what is best for Daemon. Number 1 for #helaenatargaryen 🥇 Number 54 for #dark 🥇 Daemon Targaryen x Helaena Targaryen A Targaryen love story🖤💚 All credit goes to George R.R. Martin. This story is different from the original, although most characters are the ones from HOTD. The edit of the fanart is made by me.

she'd set fire to the world around her but never let a flame touch him ❪ rtte 1 ⎯⎯⎯ 6 ❫ 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄 #𝟥 / 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 © 𝙲𝙾𝚂𝙼𝙸𝙲𝚂𝚃𝚇𝚁𝙳𝚄𝚂𝚃 , 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟺

i survived because the fire inside me burned brighter than the fire around me. ❪ httyd 1 ⎯⎯⎯ 3 ❫ 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄 #𝟣 / 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 © 𝙲𝙾𝚂𝙼𝙸𝙲𝚂𝚃𝚇𝚁𝙳𝚄𝚂𝚃 , 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟹

true strength is not found in the stone, but in the water that shapes it. ❪ rob/dob s1 ⎯⎯⎯ 2 ❫ 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄 #𝟤 / 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 © 𝙲𝙾𝚂𝙼𝙸𝙲𝚂𝚃𝚇𝚁𝙳𝚄𝚂𝚃 , 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟹

A Tangled-esque retelling incorporating a female OC x Cregan Stark. Oc is NOT a self-insert. At 2 , Aelora Velaryon was beloved by all. Including those outside of her own family. The heir to be, a beautiful Velaryon with long, flowing golden hair, she was the light of the court, Rhaenyra's little flower. She had to be, given that Rhaenyra nearly died while pregnant. It was that which made her a prime target for the plot for a rise in rank. A rash, silly thing. A dare more than anything. And yet, Aelora Velaryon finds herself stolen from her cradle on horseback going North with no one but a strange man to provide comfort. Aelora knows nothing of the life she is supposed to have lived. She knows only of her father keeping her safe in her tower and those lights. The lights she has begged to see every nameday since she could remember. Yet her father has kept her in that tower through fear of the unknown, forcing Aelora to see them only from afar. Until one day, that changes. When a lordling from a Northern house is chased into her tower by a group of wildings. Suddenly, that dream doesn't seem so far away. Perhaps Aelora will get everything she ever wanted after all.

Shaera Rivers was born from the union of the Great Bastards. Daughter of the two most dangerous shadows in Westeros, Bloodraven and Shiera Seastar. Granddaughter of King Aegon Targaryen the Unworthy, Lady Melissa Blackwood, and Serenei of Lys. Valarr Targaryen was the heir's heir, the golden prince of his age, tethered by honor to a crown he was born to protect. And Shaera Rivers was the bastard's bastard. No matter how noble her lineage appeared, her roots were rotten with the shame of her birth. Their love was a bond that no king would sanction and no realm would ever tolerate. ~ "Who is that?" Kiera asked, her voice tighter than she intended. Lady Ellyn's lips curved slightly. "That is her.. Prince Valarr's beloved." The word struck like a stone. "Beloved?" "Indeed." Ellyn's eyes followed Shaera's hands as the shears moved with quiet precision. "When Valarr looks at her, he sees flowers, lilies, roses, something rare and delicate. But watch closely my dear." Her voice dropped to a velvet whisper. "He sees blossoms... while her hands close only around poisonous weeds." Kiera hesitated. "She looks... fragile. Almost ethereal." "So does frost." Ellyn murmured. "Right before it kills the harvest." Her voice lowered into a silken warning. "Do not let the silver hair deceive you. Beneath that glow is a girl who climbed into a prince's heart using tricks no septa would ever teach. They say... she has enchanted him." Her gaze slid back to Kiera, sharp and knowing. "If I were you.." She said softly. "I'd ensure Prince Valarr remembers the difference between a highborn rose and a common weed before she sows any more seeds in his head..."