Five years ago, she was the golden princess who vanished into shadow. Now, Aelyra Targaryen returns... She walks into Ashford Meadow, unaware that the family she fled will watch her rise anew. The dragons of her blood stir quietly, knowing their own. AERION TARGARYEN x OC

Family Tree is a short story set in a modern AU, inspired by Conflagrated (available on my profile) Aerion Targaryen and Aerea Targaryen giving absolutely no one a moment of peace, but make it 2026.

Fate made them, Fate will destroy them. Aerion Targaryen x Fem!oc

✮⋆˙ 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 current word count: 239,047 ALL RIGHTS TO GRRM AND HBO.

"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."

"WHATEVER OUR SOULS ARE MADE OF, HIS AND MINE ARE THE SAME." - Wuthering Heights, Emily Brontë [FEM!OCxAerionTargaryen]