Jacaerystargaryen Stories

Prince Baelor Breakspear should have died beneath a summer sky. The realm witnessed the blow, the healers named it survival, and life continued as though nothing had changed. Though to Baelor, the world no longer felt entirely his own. Dragons still existed, though only a chosen few could claim them, and Vermithor answered to him as if he always had. At court stood Rhaenyra Targaryen, his wife and his princess, a woman he knew by name but not by memory, whose devotion carried the quiet desperation of someone who had already mourned him once. They said the injury had left him confused. She said he only needed time to remember. But the longer Baelor lived within this life, the more reality resisted explanation: familiar histories felt unfinished, truths lingered behind careful silences, and Rhaenyra loved him with a certainty that both comforted and disarmed him. Somewhere between duty and tenderness, affection began to grow into something neither of them had expected to find again. If this had always been his life, why did it feel borrowed? And when the truth behind his survival finally came to light, would devotion be enough to forgive what had been sacrificed to keep him here?

𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐁𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐀 𝐀𝐄𝐋𝐗𝐘𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐄 Aelxys Blackblade, aiely proclaimed as the Pirate King of the seas and famed nomad thief of the Triarchy, hails from Mordun-a kingdom even Aegon the Conqueror could not subdue. House Blackblade rules the waters of the world, and its heir was destined to meet his match. A dragon princess. A firehound prince. Prince Aelxys Blackblade and Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐑𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐍𝐘𝐑𝐀 𝐱 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐂

Viserra Targaryen was 13 when her mother died, she was 14 when Alicent became her step mother and fifteen when she became heir to the iron throne.

The tale of Visenya Velaryon and Cregan Stark. Visenya Velaryon, young Princess of Dragonstone, is determined to prove herself worthy of her blood and protect her kin as the realm teeters on the edge of chaos. Far in the North, the young Lord of Winterfell- solemn, steadfast, and born to lead- grows into his destiny. Their paths collide once more, and the embers of an old bond flare hot amid rising shadows. But the Greens have seized Rhaenyra's throne, and war sweeps towards them like a storm, sparing neither the brave nor the beloved. As the realm burns and loyalties are tested, Visenya must confront the question that haunts all who bear the name Targaryen: When the coin is cast, will she rise to greatness... or fall to madness?

𖤍☀︎︎" ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ, ᴡᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴀʟʟ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ sᴛᴏʀɪᴇs. ᴍᴀᴋᴇ sᴜʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ's ᴇɴᴅs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴘᴜʀᴘᴏsᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴏᴄᴋɪɴɢ" - ᴠᴀᴇʟᴏʀ ᴠᴇʟᴀʀʏᴏɴ, ʜᴏᴛᴅ 𝓘𝓷 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝑉𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑟 𝑢𝑛𝑦𝑖𝑒𝑙𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑦 𝑘𝑒𝑝𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑡 𝑜𝑛 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑟𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑒． 𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑦𝑒𝑑． [ 𝙲𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚡 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝙾𝚌 ] [ 𝙷𝙾𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝚁𝙰𝙶𝙾𝙽 ]

A letter meant for a son was lost in a storm and delivered instead to a princess a century in the past. What should have been ink and courtesy became something far more dangerous: a golden-eyed raven that slipped between lifetimes, carrying words across a hundred years of war and waiting. Prince Baelor Breakspear knew her only from history; a queen remembered in ash, blamed for a Dance that shattered dragons and scarred the realm beyond repair. Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen had never heard his name. And yet they had dreamed of one another long before the first letter arrived. Not in clear visions, but in fragments: a helm split beneath a summer sky, a dragon's shadow over black water, fire in the throat and blood on the grass, a hand reaching through smoke toward someone they could not see. They saw pieces of each other's lives, and pieces of each other's deaths, but never enough to understand the shape of the ending. Not until ink became confession. Not until loneliness deepened into love. Not until the truth of their fates lay bare between them, terrible and undeniable. Some loves had been written in the stars. But how could two souls bound by dragon dreams survive a century that refused to hold them at the same time? And if saving the other meant unraveling the future itself... which of them would dare to break the clockwork of history first?

[slow updates!] Nestled in the Norvos Mountains shrouded by storm and fog, an ancient family of mages, the Dalgares, hide with their people amongst the peaks. Once a noble society, proud of their craft were forced into hiding with what few of them remained, a cluster of dragon eggs, and a hope. Centuries later they may need to face the light again. Alicent Hightower is growing anxious. Her husband, King Viserys Targaryen is fading quickly, and the tensions between her family Rhaenyra Targaryen's grow thicker. In a desperate move, she writes to the old allies with the intention of opening new trade routes with them. Though one must read between the lines when it comes to matters of the throne. Not everything is as simple as it seems and Alicent Hightower would do anything to defend her family. Aemond Targaryen x FEM OC I don't own either House of the Dragon nor Game of Thrones. All rights belong to HBO, Warner Bros, and George RR Martin

Rhannon Stark, also known as Lady of Winterfell or the Queen in the North, was famed for her beauty, kindness, wisdom, but most of all, loyalty. And that is what the Blacks need more than ever. What happens when Prince Jacaerys Velaryon is sent by his mother, Queen Rhaenyra Targaryen, to earn the loyalty of Lady Stark?

"i kissed the scars on her skin..." ────────────── ╭━𖤘 JACAERYS THOUGHT HIS WORLD ended when eudora died, but now he has to live with that fact all over and over again. the clock is ticking. he's spent a good four years away from everything with his wife, living in a small cabin in the woods where no one knew of him and the torture he had to live through. but when his mother sends a raven that threatens his peace, jace realized that the world he and eudora stark now lived in would just be another memory. ────────────── A JACAERYS VELARYON FAN-FICTION ⌒꒷꒦ sequel to king for a day jace velaryon x fem! stark oc | romance , angst , drama

Baelor Breakspear died beneath a summer sky, struck down in a tourney meant to celebrate peace. The realm would remember a noble end. A prince lost to honor, a future king undone by a single blow. Songs would make it beautiful. History would make it clean. He expected darkness. Instead, he woke to dragons. Salt wind and smoke filled the air as black cliffs rose from a restless sea, living wings splitting the sky above him. Not bones. Not legend. But fire made flesh. A silver-haired princess stood in mourning at the edge of it all. In his time, Rhaenyra Targaryen was a cautionary tale written in ash, the queen whose war destroyed the dragons. Here, she still had a choice, and so did he. Baelor knew how her story ended. He also understood that if he changed it, the future that bore his name, his late wife, his sons and his blood might vanish entirely. So the question becomes: was he sent back to witness the Dance... or to end it? And if saving her means erasing himself, how much of history is he willing to let burn?

jacaerys velaryon x female oc - *not a self insert* tiktok-fir3.andblood ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 The God's idea of humour was to give Rhea Royce a child the spitting image of Daemon Targaryen. A further jest was the attitude that Evaelysse Targaryen was gifted from her father. Despite Rhea's best efforts to hide her, Evaelysse was the blood of the dragon, and she couldn't be hidden away in the Vale amongst sheep and deer forever. Evaelysse was always her father's daughter. Jacaerys Velaryon found a strong ally in Evaelysse Targaryen; she was fiery and fierce, and loyal to a fault, but despite her hard appearance, there was a side to her that few people knew about. And he was determined to see it.

"He pulled her closer, his breath warm against her ear, 'We'll share many firsts together,' he whispered, sending shivers down her spine." ----- [OCxJACE] [OCxAEMOND] [ADULT RATING as story progresses] Visenya Targaryen, fourth child of Alicent Hightower, entered the world on a stormy night that seemed to echo the fierce spirit she would one day embody. The winds howled around the Red Keep, lightning split the sky, and rain hammered against the castle walls as if the gods themselves marked her arrival. The midwives whispered that such a birth heralded greatness-or calamity. The storm that had marked her birth seemed a fitting metaphor for her life. Visenya Targaryen, born in the midst of chaos, would rise to meet the tempest that loomed over her family and her realm. She was a dragon, after all, and dragons were meant to soar.

«" To be a pure Targaryen is one thing, but to house three dragon$? That's an insult and a threat to the |ron throne¡"» -Alicent Hightower Æ «" I'm afraid you've misunderstood me, my 'queen', when ¡ had informed you ¡ would rather send myself to the wall, endure the hardest of wars, watch my life tear itself apart, than see my newborn dragon$ being taken away from me. You want to stop me from having them? Go ahead then, i'm afraid you'll have to burn me alive: which we Both know that you can't"» - Visenya Targaryen § » Visenya Targaryen - Daughter of Daemon Targaryen - is also Known as the „Jewel Of The Realm„ and as a speaking Image of her father. She grows up at Dragon Stone, raised beside Jace and Luke Velaryon, with a stepmother no other than Rhaenyra Targaryen herself. Visenya earned the name „Jewel Of The Realm„ because according to visitors on Dragon Stone she had all the looks a perfect Targaryen would have. From her long hair as white as snow to her purple twinkeling eyes. Yet however, any man that had tried to seduce her ended either up Banished or Killed by her father Daemon Targaryen after one man once took advantance of his daughter. However, with Jace at her side, that doesn't stop Visenya from walking «or Flying» straight into dangers. One of them being called "Aemond Targaryen" as she catches his eye. «Visenya x Jacaerys Targaryen x Aemond Targaryen» WARNINGS: • Strong Language • mentions of abuse • Gore • Visenya being Visenya • Simply every known Hightower ₽» This Book is a Fanfic from the Original HOTD series, only OCS belong to me «₽ UPDATE: No longer writing this fanfic! I have moved the oc x aemond targaryen to my other fanfic called Dreamer, their story will appear in the second part of it

𓏲˚ ۪ ♥︎ ݁⸝⸝⸝ ⑅ -໒ྀི all along there was some invisible string ────────────── HIS BEST FRIEND, cregan, decided it was time to propose to his long term girlfriend. jace finally realizes that he should start looking for his 'the one', the girl he'd spend forever with. i mean, how hard can it be... right? 8 billion people in the world, meaning he couldn't be stuck being lonely for the rest of his life. OR . . . it was back in 2005, jacaerys velaryon was living in new york city with his best friend, cregan stark, and cregan's girlfriend, arra norrey. this is the story of how he met the mother of his children. ────────────── A HOUSE OF THE DRAGON X HIMYM AU 🍰 jacaerys velaryon x fem! oc 🍰 modern how i met your mother au 🍰 romcom . comedy . soulmates

Violet Targaryen was the middle daughter of King Viserys Targaryen I and Alicent Hightower, sister of Aegon II, Aemond and Helaena. She might have been born among the Greens, but her heart lived with her half-sister's side, Rhaenyra Targaryen, the rightful heir to the Iron Throne. Since the fight her mother and Rhaenyra had when young, the family has split, and so did Violet's heart. She found peace in her nephews, even if she hated calling them that, Rhaenyra's sons. Her sister Helaena was betrothed to Aegon, right before Rhaenyra could propose the betrothal with her oldest son, Jacaerys. There was nothing else to do if not proposing Jacaerys in marriage to Violet and King Viserys, even if his wife didn't agree, accepted.

Princess Aelyria Targaryen was born into fire, loss, and whispered secrets - the twin who survived when her brother did not. Raised and loved by the Green Queen, yet forever tied to the sister who once scorned her, Aelyria must navigate a world full of shifting loyalties and constant threats. As dragons awaken and kingdoms fracture, she must learn that love, family, and power are never simple and that sometimes the heart must burn to survive.