Imagines based on characters from the House of the Dragon TV show ♥ - Jacaerys Velaryon, Aegon Targaryen, Aemond Targaryen, Daemon Targaryen, Criston Cole, Cregan Stark, Harwin Strong, Gwayne Hightower, Davos Blackwood and Tyland Lannister

A collection of one shots for House Of The Dragon. **Smut is included in the one shots** Daemon Targaryen Aemond Targaryen Aegon Targaryen Jacaerys Velaryon Criston Cole Harwin Strong

As the second daughter of Highgarden, Elara Tyrell expected a quiet journey to the capital. Instead, she is detained on the road by a knight of the Greens who demands her allegiance to King Aegon. When she refuses to break her family's strict neutrality, she is taken to the war camp of Lord Ormund Hightower. Forced to stay under his guard, their initial hostility slowly changes the closer they get to each other. ''My house stands neutral, Ser. And a Tyrell does not swear oaths to a knight in the dust." ━━━ ↳ a house of the dragon story ↳ status ━ ongoing This is a fictional story, I do not own any characters of the house of the dragon only my own created characters

Born from a queen's death and a king's cowardice, Princess Vaemma Targaryen grows beneath the red stones of the Keep like a pale and poisonous flower, all moonlit beauty, silver hair, and venom sharpened by years of consequence denied. She is not fragile, not petulant, not some trembling little princess breaking cups for sport; she is worse, a woman who has learned that rank can make cruelty charming, that beauty can turn malice into music, that no one dares strike the king's unwanted daughter no matter whose blood she draws. To Viserys, she is the living wound he cannot bear to look upon; to Rhaenyra, the sister born from their mother's butchered body; to Alicent, the first child who ever truly needed her, and therefore the one she loves, spoils, and finally sacrifices. When Vaemma is promised to Lord Ormund Hightower, proud lord of Oldtown and sworn enemy of dragon arrogance, she expects another man to bend beneath the weight of her name, her face, her dragon, her royal rot, but Ormund is no courtier trembling in perfume and candlelight. He is stone, steel, tower-shadow, and judgment. He looks upon the Pearl Dragon and sees not a goddess, but a beautiful, vicious thing that has never once been made to answer for itself. Their betrothal is no love song, but a knife drawn slowly across silk: Hightower piety against Targaryen excess, discipline against indulgence, consequence against a woman who has mistaken impunity for power. And as the realm blackens around them, Vaemma must learn the one lesson no one in her father's court ever dared teach her... dragons may burn men alive, but even dragons can be brought to heel.

Before her marriage to Daemon, Rhaenyra Targaryen bears a daughter with Laenor Velaryon-Aemyra Targaryen, a trueborn dragon in both blood and spirit. While Rhaenyra once dreamed of raising a future queen, what she creates instead is something far more dangerous: a cold-blooded tactician, a ruthless enforcer. Aemyra is more dragon than girl, a creature shaped by fire, ambition, and the brutal truths of succession.

Ormund Hightower x OC Female Gwyn is eighteen when Hightower riders corner her father at a river crossing and haul them both to Oldtown. She expects a dungeon cell. Instead, she gets a house by the harbor, a servant to heat her bath, and Lord Ormund Hightower in her bed three nights a week. She hates him, and she has every reason to. But Gwyn possesses something Ormund wants more than gold: a memory that never loses a single word. At first, he keeps her near for that gift. Then, he keeps her near because he can't seem to stop. These are two very different problems that share the same face. When he marches to war for the Greens, she travels with the column. Her father is still trapped in the cells beneath the Hightower. Or at least, that is what she believes.

Anyra Targaryen spent her early years feeling invisible, a shadow over her sister Rhaenyra. Her innocent infatuation with Gwayne Hightower ended in a painful heartbreak that cost her exile to the Vale, where she ceased to be a helpless child and learned the true meaning of survival. A year after overcoming that heartbreak, Anyra returns to court ready to reclaim her place, but fate had other plans.

𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 ╰┈➤ IN WHICH ormund hightower gets delivered a gift by the gods - a woman, sent from the future, with knowledge of everything that is to come in this war. he would be a fool not to use her for all she is worth... {ORMUND HIGHTOWER X FEM!OC} {ASOIAF / HOTD}