✮⋆˙ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍'𝐒 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 ── when the realm is torn between green and black, daella velaryon becomes a weapon of temptation. the daughter rhaenyra longed for and the image of valyria's former glory, daella is as dangerous as she is beautiful. fluent in manipulation, bound to her dragon, and capable of seducing kingdoms to her mother's cause. but in a war where every ally is a blade and every promise a lie, her heart is the only thing she cannot control. at her side stands jacaerys velaryon, heir to the throne and the brother she should never have loved. raised together, their bond was forged in dragonfire and fractured by duty. as rhaenyra's black council plots war and the green banners rise, daella offers herself to the game of thrones; willing to seduce, to kill, to burn it all. but when desire turns to obsession and love becomes the greatest betrayal, the question is no longer who will win the throne, but whether they will survive each other. [ jacaerys velaryon x fem oc ] WARNING. TARGCEST AND MATURE SEXUAL CONTENT ALL RIGHTS TO GRRM AND HBO.

ᴇʟᴀᴇɴᴀ ᴠᴇʟᴀʀʏᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴀᴄaᴇʀʏs ᴠᴇʟᴀʀʏᴏɴ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄʜᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʜɪᴘ. sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡɪɴ sɪsᴛᴇʀ ᴏғ ʟᴜᴄᴇʀʏs ᴠᴇʟᴀʀʏᴏɴ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ᴄʟᴏsᴇʀ ʙᴏɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ᴏʟᴅᴇʀ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴs ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙᴏɴᴅ ᴛᴜʀɴs ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴛɪᴄ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋs ᴏᴜᴛ ɪɴ ᴡᴀʀ? Jacaerys Velaryon x fem oc 2024 House of the dragon ff

The winds of war howl across the realm, their icy breath whispering tales of betrayal and blood. Rhaenyra Targaryen, the Realm's Delight, has been cruelly cast from her rightful throne, her crown sullied by the treachery of the Hightowers of Oldtown. A usurper sits the Iron Throne, a pretender clad in green, while the true Queen's black banners rise in defiance. Across the Seven Kingdoms, dragons soar as messengers of vengeance, calling loyal houses to arms, their shadows darkening the lands below. Jacaerys Velaryon, eldest son of the Queen, stands on the precipice of manhood, his heart burdened with duty and fire. He knows his role well - a prince, a dragonrider, and a weapon forged for his mother's cause. Mounted upon Vermax, his emerald-scaled fury, Jacaerys is among the first to take wing. His destination: the North, where the cold bites deeper than the sharpest blade. To Winterfell he flies to snow-laden halls and Stark hospitality, seeking swords and oaths to bolster his Queen's claim. You have lived your life beneath the gray skies and towering walls of Winterfell. The North is in your blood - its frozen forests, its relentless winds, its unyielding ice. Here, amid the frigid stone and hearthfires, you have found a sanctuary of warmth and family, shared with your young sister and the half-brother who watches over you like a wolf to its pack. But when the dragon descends from the heavens, bearing fire and war upon its back, the North you know will not be the only thing to feel the pangs of war. You will never be the same. In which [Y/N] Stark is the younger half-sister to Cregan Stark. Story begins upon Jacaerys's visit to the Wall. Tried to keep physical descriptions vague (for all my lovely poc readers!) and as minimal use of [Y/N] as I could get away with... Cross-posted on Ao3 under the same name Reader X Jacaerys Velaryon, canon divergence, alternate ending (blacks win, jace survives)