࿐☆*:・ Take it slow, take it easy on me ━━━━ ▃▃▃▃▃▃ ❝ there was not a secret alive that did not eventually find its way to her ❞ In which Princess Maelora Targaryen roamed as she pleased, always wandering, but never too far from her blood━for no one could truly escape the Targaryens, nor from the fire that raged in their blood. [A Knight of The Seven Kingdoms S1] [Aeiron/Baelor/Maekar Targaryen x OC] © maraerys 2026

Memento mori-remember that you must die, and remember too how fiercely you might live when given the knowledge of impending loss. In which Delphine Fossoway, who loved without restraint and lost without mercy, is granted an impossible second chance to rewrite the last year of her life. Valarr Taragryen x Fem!OC cover by @runlikeh3ll

they say there is no such love as that for a father and his daughter, though the tale of lucenya and her father baelor was not likely what they had in mind.

Vicissitudes vi·cis·si·tude a change of circumstances or fortune, typically one that is unwelcome or unpleasant. Seraphina Blackfyre hated the Targaryens. She had been raised to. They stole her family's fortune, her grandfather's inheritance, and built their name on rigged bets, fixed races, and the kind of underground empire that only looked untouchable from the outside. So yes, Sera hated the Targaryens- especially their spoiled, dangerous sons, who had a habit of crossing every line she drew. AKotSK Street Racing AU Loosley inspired by the driver!targaryen fanart by Islafigs !!! Multiship x FM!oc

𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐚𝐮 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐲 "𝑮𝒖𝒚𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒎𝒆 𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅" 𝐌𝐚𝐞𝐤𝐚𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐥...𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 [𝐀 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐀𝐔] [𝐌𝐚𝐞𝐤𝐚𝐫 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐅!𝐨𝐜] [𝐈𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬]

A hangover is one thing. Waking up in Westeros in the year 209 is another. The night before was a blur of a pajama party, laughs, and edits playing on a loop. But as the sun rises, the scent of spilled alcohol is replaced by the rank smell of horse-flesh and the suffocating weight of royal silk. Chelsea is gone. In her place sits Aelene Baratheon, wife of Prince Valarr Targaryen. Zara, the girl she's known since kindergarten, wears the face of Lysara Blackwood, wife of Prince Aerion Targaryen. The Seven Kingdoms are waking up to a tournament that will change history. A history Chelsea knows by heart. Why were they brought there? What is the cost of answering to a name that doesn't belong to them? And most importantly... When the timeline shatters and the villains start to feel like home, is there any way back to the world they left behind?