𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑷𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝑫𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒐𝒏 & 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒈 ☾⊹ ࣪ [ Akotsk x Valarr Targaryen/oc ] - 𝘖𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘳𝘺, these are the words of the Black Stag of Baratheon. Though my eyes have been set only once on a stag - a white hart, glorious and ethereal standing tall in front of me. ❧♛❦♛❧ {Tales of golden lines written for the Young Stag have stormed through Westeros. The long untamed Lady Meera Baratheon, named by my grandmother, with courage known to men and patience known to women. Tales of lines of suitors for my hand, beauty and persistence - Lyonel Baratheon could not justify any of it as my father. Who would have known the light in my dark eyes threatening to rip my womanhood out with a knife against my thigh at the idea of Lord Baratheon, my grandfather, tangling me to marriage with an impotent suitor to his vows as lordship. The night storm passes and by day, Valarr Targaryen, the Young Prince, with his father, Prince Baelor, are seated by the hall of Storm's End. Only one question at the eerie silence -𝑾𝒉𝒚?}

───── ❛you can mark my words that I said it first in a morning warning, no one heard❜ game of thrones fem!oc x male!oc started: 10/02/25 finished:

Princess Saera Targaryen is everything Alicent prayed would never happen. To Prince Aegon, his sister has always been his best friend, his twin flame since childhood. But when adolescence blooms, and King's Landing becomes a playground for the King and Queen's neglected firstborns, scandal, desire, drama, and reckless pleasure become their daily ritual. Meanwhile, the realm whispers. "Saera the Second," as the smallfolk call her, moves through life in the Red Keep caught between her mother's shame and regret, her father's slow decay, the first threads of usurpation beginning to stir, the quiet comfort of Helaena's friendship, the sharp, unspoken tension with Aemond- -and the bond with Aegon that no one dares name, and no God could ever sanctify. And in the shadows, someone watches her closely, proud of everything she's becoming.

𝑯𝑶𝑼𝑺𝑬 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑫𝑹𝑨𝑮𝑶𝑵 " 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐰, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬" 𝑾𝒐𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔. 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝑾𝒐𝒍𝒇 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒄𝒆, 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔. 𝑪𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒏 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑳𝒂𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒔 𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅. " 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 " "𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐑𝐮𝐧𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤" 𝑪𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒏 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒙 𝑶𝑪 𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒆𝒏

Viserra Velaryon is the youngest child of the Lord of Driftmark. She is free in what she does, yet she is more aware of loyalty, honour and duty than her older siblings. She is a beauty whose hand many lords seek, but there is one particular prince who has fallen head over heels in love with her. Baelor Targaryen, the king's eldest son, is an honourable and dutiful young man. He is every lady's dream, but his heart has been taken by storm. This is a story about the love between two people, because duty is not always the death of love. 🐉🐉🐉🐉🐉🐉 Disclaimer: I do not own A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms, Fire and Blood or A Song of Ice and Fire. All characters and credits for those go to George R.R. Martin. I only own my OC's and their storyline.

Baelor Targaryen x oc fanfiction In the shadow of duty, Maria Tyrell and Prince Baelor Targaryen find in one another the one thing neither was meant to have: freedom. Between courtly duty, family expectation, and the aching need to be truly seen, their bond becomes both their greatest comfort and their deepest wound. *Story begins roughly around 199 AC (10 years before the Ashford tourney) *The story is loosly based on G.R.R Martin's characters and world as well as AKOTSK series. If you're looking for accuracy with the source material etc. I'm afraid you won't find it unfortunatelly. Still, I hope you enjoy xo

𝐙𝐀𝐘𝐀 lived with her brother in a small but quiet village in Egypt, after their parents passed away. A day, when roman soldiers came knocking on her village, she was forced to take an important decision to protect someone she loved. Because of this, Zaya was kidnapped before her brother could save her. She was sent to Rome, claiming as propriety of the twin emperors. And in Rome she was forced to play a game to stay alive. A game of survival. 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐀 was an emperor. He ruled over Rome with his twin brother, but they had different interests from the first day they obtained power by their father. Caracalla wanted wars for fun, Geta wanted wars to increase the greatness of Rome. A day, a gift arrived in their palace. A girl who his army brought from Egypt and who he had to share with his brother. But since the first moment his gaze fell on her, he understood that girl would put him in danger. For the first time in his life, he would feel vulnerable. Because he fell into her trap, into her game of survival. (gladiator ii) (emperor geta x fem!oc) STARTED: 4/13/2025 FINISHED: ??/??/????

- disclaimer: I've made some changes to the actual plot and characters of the got universe which I will explain in the author's note, please don't come after me - "𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒊 𝒅𝒊𝒅, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕" - Donna Tartt, The Secret History Nyra Martell was never one to follow the rules. Both Targaryen and dornish blood flowing in her veins could be held accountable for her constant crave for adrenaline. So, when she's forced to leave for King's Landing an immediate need to experience something new awakens inside her. On foreign land surrounded by strange people, she has to figure out her own way of fitting into the Targaryen family picture. On the other hand there's Valarr Targaryen. The Young Prince, heir to the Iron Throne. He is methodical, calculated and an image of restraint. That is of course up to when a strange dornish Princess arrives at the gates of King's Landing ready to make him break every rule and value he ever held. Will they find a common ground? Or are their differences enough to make them keep stepping in each others ways?

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Lyanna Tyrell, princess of Highgarden, was raised in comfort and light, her childhood seemingly untouched by fear. Yet since she was very young, she has been haunted by the same nightmare: a dragon tearing her from her home. On her eighteenth birthday, that dream begins to take form. Her father tells her she has been betrothed to Aerion Targaryen of House Targaryen, grandson of the King of Westeros, a man feared throughout the realm as Aerion the Monstrous for his cruelty and vile acts. Lyanna begs not to leave Highgarden or be bound to a monster, but her father is unmoved. This marriage, he insists, is her duty. A Tyrell joined to House Targaryen will secure their house's future. As Lyanna is forced toward a fate she dreads, she must face a truth she has feared since childhood: her nightmares were never just dreams-they were a warning. If you have any suggestions or any questions and just want to leave feedback please leave a comment!