‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ There is a kind of beauty in imperfection ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ── in being unapologetically oneself. BENEDICT BRIDGERTON © ipseities BOOK 2 in the TWICE NAMED DIAMOND duology

HELAENA TARGARYEN hated Aerion and wanted absolutely nothing to do with him. The only problem? Aerion loved a game of cat and mouse, and he was utterly transfixed on his younger sister. Aerion would do everything in his power to keep her attention on him, even if that meant taking out lords, or manipulating his father to betroth them.

𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔢𝔩𝔡 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔤𝔤𝔢𝔯 ──────────────── ☾ ⟶ Mature ❝ She was in the darkness, and he shone the light ❞ In a place where, once long ago, a dance attempted to crown a queen, it merely destroyed what was meant to be the symbol, the striking power of her house, the dragons. Now remains a firstborn daughter to the heir of the throne, with nothing to claim but a name and her prowess, she longs to find purpose in a world where she holds no true power. Or Princess Miquella Targaryen, first-born and only daughter of Prince Baelor Targaryen, is caught between the comfort of her shield and the thrill of her dagger. Her history with Aerion Targaryen, the Dagger. Her present with Ser Duncan the Tall, the Shield. ── fmc ↫ aerion targaryen ↫ ser duncan the tall ( a knight of the seven kingdoms )

In a kingdom where the dragon's breath caresses the horizon, its wings beating the skies, the fiery breaths fall silent. Beauty mingles with secrecy, and tenderness is cloaked in mystery. Hearts open like flowers in the morning, promising light and hope. The softness of silk caresses the skin, fragile and tempting, while beneath its surface secrets and scars are hidden. For behind the veil of silk, shadows lengthen, vows crack, and silence hides blades. In this game of appearances, the truth is often the most dangerous of thorns, the deadliest of silks, and the ugliest of scars. Every gesture, every promise, bears the traces of old, sweet memories that have become deep, silent wounds. In a world where appearances veil the truth, where beauty conceals pain, even invisible scars tell stories, legends that we dare not even whisper. Between deceptive gentleness and buried desires, the boundary is fragile. For learning to recognise the manipulation behind gentleness, learning to recognise the pain behind a beautiful facade, learning to recognise a lie in a truth quickly becomes a matter of survival, and that requires more than just a mask.

𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐓'𝐒 𝐋𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐘 ! ⋮ ❪ akotsk ❫ ↳ ❝ ──the enormity of my desire disgusts me. ❞ -── ❪ anonymous ❫ ── 𝘢𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘦𝘯 𝘹 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘴!𝘰𝘤 ❪ a knight of the seven kingdoms series x asoiaf ❫ ──────────── 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔 | ©𝗳𝗹𝗲𝘂𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗳𝘆

They whisper that I am wicked. They whisper that I seduced my own blood, that I twisted princes around my fingers like rings of Valyrian gold. You think I wanted this madness? This hunger? No. I was made of it. And if loving two men in a world that would cage me makes me monstrous... Then let history choke on my name. I did love you... both of you. In different ways. In terrible ways. In selfish ways. "But a Targaryen does not get to love peacefully." two princes kneel at the altar of her silence. one burns for her until love turns feral. the other studies her like a crown he intends to wear. they think they are hunting her. they do not realize she has already chosen where to sink the blade. Visenya does not fall in love. she infects. a glance becomes obsession. a touch becomes war. a whisper becomes treason. in a court dripping with dragonfire and decay, she feeds ambition to one and madness to the other and calls it devotion. a knight of the seven kingdom fanfiction aerion brightflame x fem oc x valarr targaryen

{~AKOTSK / Fanfic / ASOIAF~} Two Dornish women had once vowed to never leave each other behind. That promise was kept throughout their whole lifetime, as the two had stepped hand in hand to board the ship for the journey to Westeros. One of the pair was no other than Princess Myriah Martell, whose marriage to King Daeron Targaryen Il was set to unite those of Dorne & Westeros for the good of the realm. Janiya Jordayne would follow her closest friend Myriah Martell to Kingslanding upon her request and accompany the Princess at court as one of her Ladies in waiting. During her time in the Keep Janiya never expected to would find herself in love with a man from Westeros, though a second son of The Reach Ser Laurus Tyrell had proven her wrong. The year 176 ac was the first time both mothers were with child during the same time, the fourth borns were the last children both mother's would carry. While both women would deliver healthy babes only one of the mothers would live to see those two children meet. Ser Laurus Tyrell's life had been taken during one of the many hunting events he participated in, leaving the children of the young couple orphaned. Following her father's death a Dragon sigil letter was sent to her uncle Lord Leo Tyrell of The Reach ordering Mariella was to be taken to the capital as a 'ward' to house Targaryen. Mariella Tyrell's honey hued eyes did not linger on the heir to the iron throne, the Tyrell's sights had found their own way to King Daeron's youngest son Prince Maekar as he appeared far more interesting to Mara. While Maekar Targaryen's vivid violet eyes had stared back at Mariella Tyrell that day, neither of the pair had ever expected in years to come just the extent of what their stolen glances would carry. The love, hate and envy they had once shared, would lead to both sharing The Daunting Desire for one another. (OC x Maekar Targaryen 💌)

|VAMPIRE AU | CHILD SWAP AU | In the shadows of the Red Keep, Rhaenyra and Daemon stand as icons of a terrifying, timeless beauty. They are the "True Dragons" immortal, pale, and driven by an ancient hunger that Valyria once kept hidden. Their five children move with a silent, unsettling grace, watching the world through eyes that have forgotten the need for sleep. Across the hall lies the warm, fragile world of Queen Alicent and King Viserys. Their children Jacaerys, Daeron, Vaella, and Lucerys thrive in the golden sunlight that the Princess's brood despises. They are vibrant and full of life, yet their mortality feels like a weakness in the presence of their eternal kin. This is a court of quiet terror and predatory tension. Alicent acts as a shield for her human flock, guarding them against their kins who offer smiles while masking an ancient, starving curiosity. Here, the tension of family is a dangerous game of survival, where every embrace is a reminder of the pulse beneath the skin. #2 Helaena #3 jacaerys #7 Gwayne Hightower #4 Aemond #5 aegonii DISCLAIMER - I own nothing of house of the dragon, all credit goes to its creators and GRRM. I only own my OC's and their story lines, I have changed the characters slightly from their original states.

"We are exactly what they made us, Aegon. You, a hollow prince and me, the thorn in your side." ~Aera Targaryen °° IN WHICH Daemon Targaryen pulls his bastard from the streets and sharpens her into a weapon out of spite. Aera the bastard born made princess. Aegon is the golden, broken Prince made Heir . Two enemies bound by a bloodline that hates them both. In the Red Keep, power is a poisoned fruit. One bite is all it takes to fall. He is the Sun she is the Moon ... A mirror to eachother.