❝ OURS IS THE FURY. ❞ Perseus Baratheon is born in the world with thunder accompanying him, a bad omen. Much like his blue eyes and his dark hair. He's everything and nothing like his father at the same time, but he is born second to the future blonde king. He lives on with his life content with the fact that he would never end up in the same seat as his father, never following after his footsteps. However, when Jon Arryn dies suddenly, everything seems to take a turn for the worst. _ 🗡️ Male OC x Daenerys Targaryen 🗡️ [ slow burn. ]

"I, Percival Lannister," her breath hitches in her throat, face slacking as she realises what he's doing, "hereby pledge to you, Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen," an unknown emotion flares in her chest, searingly euphoric when he says her name, "rightful heir to the Iron Throne, rightful Queen of the Andals and the First Men, Protector of the Seven Kingdoms, the Mother of Dragons, the Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, the Unburnt, the Breaker of Chains, my undying fielty and faith." A loud screech is heard overhead, fire touching the sea through the dragon's breath. His eyes intensify on hers, gaze piercing as his breathing becomes ragged. "Till the end of my days." Game of Thrones: 6x10 - 8x6 Daenerys Targaryen X Male OC Percival Lannister series

This is inspired by @vermaxfire on Tiktok! Story idea is credited to her! One prince died. One queen defied death. One spell refused to let go. The Dance of the Dragons ended in fire and blood, but Queen Rhaenyra Targaryen refuses to surrender her firstborn son. When Prince Jacaerys Velaryon is returned to Dragonstone after his death at sea, grief drives her to a desperate act forbidden even by Valyrian sorcerers. Through ancient blood magic, she attempts to pull him back from the realm of the dead. The ritual fails. Or so everyone believes. Instead of resurrection, Jacaerys is trapped in an enchanted sleep beneath Dragonstone-a prince suspended between life and death, untouched by time as kingdoms rise, dynasties fall, and the world forgets his name. One hundred and seventy years later, the last Targaryen crosses the Narrow Sea. Drawn to Dragonstone by dreams she cannot explain, Daenerys Stormborn awakens the ancient magic buried within the island... and with it, the sleeping prince from a forgotten age. Jacaerys opens his eyes expecting to find his mother, his family, and a kingdom at war. Instead, he awakens to a broken dynasty, a house reduced to legend, and a young queen who carries the blood of the dragon-and the burden of restoring it. As past and present collide, secrets buried for nearly two centuries emerge from Dragonstone's depths. The magic that preserved Jacaerys was never truly finished, and the force that answered Rhaenyra's desperate plea has been waiting all this time to collect its price. To save the future, they must first confront the ghosts of the past. Because some dragons never truly die-they only wait to awaken.

𝘼𝙈 𝙄 𝙇𝙊𝙔𝘼𝙇, 𝘽𝙍𝘼𝙑𝙀, 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙏𝙍𝙐𝙀? ! ━━━━━━ ↳ status ━ ongoing [ Akotsk 𝗫 Valarr Targaryen /oc ] ━ [She was the shadow he left behind, and the only light that might reach him."] ✦˚₊ ‧ ━━━━━━ --OH, FAIR AEREA TARGARYEN, eldest daughter of Prince Rhaegal Targaryen, burdened to care for him. A girl born of quiet strength and tenderness. Her silver blonde hair with a brunette lock and mismatched eyes. She carries the might of Visenya upon her shoulders || FULL SUMMARY INSIDE ]

Vaenys Targaryen, Baelor's daughter, returns from Dragonstone as every inch a true Valyrian-silver hair, violet eyes, and already promised to another. But Aerion Brightflame has been dreaming of her, over and over, with dragons circling in the dark. The dreams grow stronger, and so does his certainty. In his mind, she was never meant for anyone else but him.

"Blood of the Old runs thick... the winds of change will stir..." Why the Doom of Valyria occurred had been a mystery to all across Essos and Westeros, apart from the Maeralys family, Sovereigns of Mantarys, Tolos and Elyria. Three city-states in the northeastern reach of the Valyrian peninsula. Currently ruled by a Queen of 8 and 10 and her three elder siblings, they are a well-hidden secret to all across the Narrow Sea, including House Targaryen. Having been granted a power only known before the eruption of the Fourteen Flames, Selaena finds herself in Westeros, turning the tide of the Dance of Dragons and wearing a golden crown she had once seen in a dream. OR A story of the daughter of the secret last King of Valyria and the runaway Targaryen Princess, and her time in the Seven Kingdoms. ~ Jacaerys Velaryon x OC (SLOWBURN) House of the Dragon AU (DISCLAIMER! This obviously will NOT fully follow the plot of ASOIAF/Fire & Blood. All characters and plot from the aforementioned works belong to GRRM, and were not created by me unfortunately. HOWEVER, all new characters and story lines are of my own creation from my mind palace.)

Mad, mad, the dragon's blood! 𝐀 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐌 AERION TARGARYEN X FEM!OC X VALARR TARGARYEN. ©MONZIEE 2025.

𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙 (𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙗) 𝘿𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣: 𝘾𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙, 𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙛 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙨𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙚; 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙤𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣𝙫𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙩 𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣. 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩. 2025 Aerion Targaryen x female oc Does not follow storyline of Akotsk ! #1 in House of the Dragon 🏆

𝘼𝙉𝘼𝙀𝙇𝙔𝙎 𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙂𝘼𝙍𝙔𝙀𝙉 tore her mother apart from the inside out. She had gotten stuck halfway from the womb, slowly eroding the bones and muscles within the young woman. Her father had been granted a choice, and in that moment the chance of a son seemed greater than his love for his wife, his Aemma. It was a decision that would haunt Viserys until his dying breath, one that would rest upon Anaelys's shoulders. Started ➞ 17th January 2023 Published ➞ 23rd January 2023 Finished ➞ Ongoing [ SLOW UPDATES ]

"They used to say Targaryens were closer to gods than to men, but they only said that because of our dragons. When the last dragon died, our House's glory died with it. Or so our ancestors, in their weakness, chose to believe. But the last dragon never died. It crawled inside our bloodline and slept. Now it's waking up. It's the itch beneath our skin, the voice in our skulls, our dreams at night, and the hard, scalding truth I feel when I'm inside of you. My dear sister. My mirror. My fucking altar of Fire and Blood. We shall be the rebirth of the House of the Dragon. You and I, Aerea- conflagrated into one being, meant for glory, since the moment of our birth."