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entitled-fangirl · 10 days

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Tradition.

Cregan Stark x Pregnant!reader

Summary: the reader and Cregan go to King's Landing to support her nephew, Luke's, Velaryon claim. She goes into early labor away from the North.

Warnings: Aegon is his own warning, body shaming, talks of brothels and stuff, labor, blood, death, fighting, all that stuff.

A/n: Based on an ask! I'll proofread later 😭

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Cregan held out his hand to help his very pregnant wife out of the carriage.

He absolutely hated riding by carriage. It seemed pointless when you could ride a horse instead. But when summoned to King's Landing by King Viserys with his Targaryen wife to join the rest of her family, he had to guarantee her safety on the travel by any means necessary.

Alicent's face lit up at the sight of her daughter, practically running over Cregan to get to her. She embraced the pregnant woman tightly, "Oh, my love! How you've changed!"

Y/n hugged her mother back just as firmly with a smile, "I've missed you, mother."

Alicent pulled away and admired her grown girl, "King's Landing is better with you here." Only then did Alicent notice Cregan, "Oh. Lord Stark."

Cregan bowed his head politely, "My queen."

"Cregan has been eager to see King's Landing again," Y/n chirped in, "He has only been a few times."

Alicent's brows lifted, "Really? I wouldn't have thought that."

He nodded, "I could've been patient enough to wait until after the birth, but alas, when the King calls, you answer."

Alicent gave a forced smile, "Right. Of course. The birth." She looked to her daughter, "How far along are you, my dear?"

"Nearing eight moons now," she said nervously with a hand on her swollen stomach.

Alicent didn't miss the equally nervous and protective look in Cregan's eyes.

…

Dinner that night was beyond tense.

What was joy for Viserys was misery for everyone else.

Watching the king decay at the table and the rest of them squabble over trivial matters that seemed of great importance.

"A toast to the young princes and their betrothed."

Aegon leaned over to his nephew Jace, "Well done, Jace. You'll finally get to lie with a woman."

A glare was sent his way by Jace and Baela.

Y/n caught on and quickly looked to Aemond, who sipped his wine with no reaction.

"You do know how the act is done, I assume?" Aegon continued. "At least, in principle. Where to put your cock and all that?"

Jace's jaw clenched, "You can play the jester if you wish, but hold your tongue before my betrothed."

"Aegon." Y/n hissed through her teeth across the table.

His head immediately snapped to his sister in annoyance, "What?"

"Let it alone."

He scoffed lightly, "What do you mean? I'm only asking." He gained a grin, "It's not like I have to ask Lord Stark that. Look at the state of you!" He gestured to her swollen belly.

Cregan's grip on his fork tightened, turning his knuckles white.

She placed a hand over her stomach and grimaced, "At least I was able to find a husband that wanted me. Mother had to force you to marry the only girl around, and that was Helaena."

Aegon gave an incredible glare, one that his sibling shot back.

Aemond became amused.

"Let us not fight at the table," Alicent reprimanded lightly.

Y/n looked to Jace, who gave a small nod of gratitude.

Silence filled the room until the King's long monologue of the need for peace in the house.

Rhaenyra and Alicent gave small and seemingly back-handed toasts but Y/n was too set on the continuous mischievous look in her brother's eye.

And she called it right when he stood and moved to whisper in Baela's ear.

It was clear that it was muttered with the intention of riling up Jace, which it did quite well.

He stood up in anger, slamming his fist on the table.

Cregan, who had remained entirely silent thus far, instinctually moved a hand across his wife as if shielding her and the child.

The tense toasts only got worse from there.

Luckily, the music seemed to drown out the intensity, as well as Jace's good gesture of faith in dancing with Helaena.

Y/n leaned over to Aemond, "Brother."

His brow raised as his eye traveled to look at her.

"It has been… long since I've seen you. I see you've faired quite well."

He hummed lightly, "I see you've… managed."

She could feel Cregan's intense gaze from behind her, "Wh…what do you mean?"

Aemond smirked and leaned in to where only the two Starks could hear him, "Inpregnanted by a brute-"

Cregan's jaw clenched so hard he feared for his teeth. His voice was a hushed whisper, but still held furiously to it, "Watch your words."

Y/n held Cregan's shoulder, "Let us not do this here."

Aemond smirked with Cregan sighed and leaned back in his chair.

When Viserys was escorted from the room due to his pain, Y/n decided to leave as well, and Cregan behind her.

They claimed a pregnancy illness and Rhaenyra smirked, knowing she'd used the same card many times.

…

Cregan helped her into bed, "I don't understand their need to crawl under everyone's skin like beetles."

She sighed, "They've never known life outside of a castle, Cregan. They've never been told no, and they never will. It's best to let it go."

"They mock us both. My name has been through dirt, blood, and tears, and I do not care, but yours?" He scoffed, "I will not stand by the next time you are mocked."

"It is only for a little while longer," she rebutted.

"Know that I do this for you, and only you, my love."

She smiled, "That's all I ask."

…

"The north has done a number on you, really," Aegon said as he appeared at her side.

She tilted her head, "I don't know what you mean."

He shrugged, "You're…" he then gestured his arms widely. "I dunno… well indulged?"

She pushed down the tears that welled up in her eyes, "Why do you care?"

He scoffed and leaned in towards her, "You know how many friends of mine asked for whores that looked like you? Many."

"And?"

"And?" He asked mockingly. "And? Who wants to fuck a whore that looks like you now?"

Her jaw went slack for a moment, completely shocked by his words.

Finally, with now watery eyes, she spoke. "You're the worst kind of man, Aegon."

"Oh? And what kind is that?"

A sudden punch came from nowhere, landing on Aegon's jaw and sending him to the ground.

Cregan stood over the man's body, a predatory look in his eyes and a murderous tone in his voice, "One that can't defend his fucking words."

Y/n pulled Cregan back, "Stop!"

He wanted to fight against her, but he knew better. His shoulders rolled back and he stood tall.

She cursed under her breath as she took in exactly what had unfolded, "They could have your head for this, Cregan."

"Only if your brother wishes to defend his words against me again," Cregan scoffs as he looks down at the man.

Aegon sits up and huffs, wiping his nose that begins to leak blood. "Northern brute-"

"-Aegon!" She reprimands.

Cregan glared at Aegon for a while, then scoffed and walked off a few steps to calm himself.

Aegon stands on shaky legs as he glares at his sister, "I liked you better when you lacked a guard dog."

Cregan immediately turned back to the man with a look that said he was ready to murder him. As he stepped forward, Aegon stepped back as he began to regret his words.

"Take me to our chambers, Cregan," she lightly pleaded.

The wolf of the north only stared for a while before nodding, "Lead the way."

She sighed as she gave a final look to her brother. "Clean yourself up. You look like shit."

…

Standing behind Rhaenyra, Y/n and Cregan whispered idly to Daemon when someone would comment something out of hand.

Luke's legitimacy was coming into question, and though the Starks knew the truth, they would not dare pry the inheritance from the boy's hands. That was not their place. So next to Daemon they stood as petitions were made to and against him.

Daemon leaned in to speak to Y/n, "how far along did you say you were?"

"Eight moons now," she whispered back.

Daemon let out a surprised grunt. "You're to have the child here then? That seems unlike you."

"Uncle, my father insisted I come, and I have. Whether the child is born in the North or the South, it is a Targaryen and Stark all the same."

He smiled lightly, "I suppose you're right. If you wish for someone to accompany Lord Stark to the dragon pit to choose a proper egg for the child, only say the word."

Cregan, who had been listening quietly, now leaned in, "I am to choose an egg?"

"It is tradition," she explained. "It can be before, during, or after the birth, but the father chooses the egg. If… If you would wish to continue that tradition."

He grinned, "I'd be delighted to try."

When Vaemond Valaryon stepped up forward to speak his mind, the Starks quieted.

He spoke in anger, trying to take Luke's right.

Y/n looked past him to her mother and siblings.

Aegon looked like he'd rather be doing anything else. He didn't care the outcome of this ordeal. Aemond watched intensely with his one eye, taking in every detail. And Helaena… sweet Helaena.

She needed to visit her and the children soon.

"And her children are…" Vaemond paused.

The room stilled.

"Say it," Daemon whispered under his breath.

"Her children are BASTARDS!" He screamed.

Y/n jumped back in surprise as Cregan's steady hands caught her waist.

"And she. Is. a. Whore." Vaemond finished.

The air in the room stilled and became stuffy as the tension reached an all time high.

Viserys stood on unstable legs as he unsheathed his dagger, "I will have… your tongue for this."

A sudden slice moved through the air, and half of Vaemond's head was gone.

Blood splattered across the ones' nearest, meaning the Starks. Cregan let out an annoyed grunt.

"He can keep his tongue," Daemon said proudly as he lowered his sword.

Y/n rested a hand over her swollen stomach with a shaky hand, trying to ignore the blood that began to seep into her clothes.

Cregan leaned down to whisper in her ear, "Are you alright?"

"I… I want to go," she shuddered back.

He nodded, looking around as the crowd began to whisper amongst themselves. He held a hand firmly against her back as she became to let out an uncomfortable whine.

"Cregan, please," she whispered.

"Alright. Alright, let's go, my love," he said as he tried to move her through the crowd.

But her legs faltered as she let out a pained noise.

He caught her in panic, "Are you in pain?"

"The babe…"

No longer caring for proper manners, Cregan stood tall and looked over the crowd. "MOVE!" He yelled out.

The people quieted and moved as Cregan helped his wife through the room and out of the doors.

Alicent only saw a brief glimpse of her daughter's silver hair go through the doors, and she was on edge. She ran through the crowd to follow behind them.

He held onto his wife's arm with one hand and held her waist with the other, trying to support her as they moved to their chambers.

Y/n let out a gasp, and her water broke.

Alicent caught up to them and grabbed her daughter's other arm. "It's alright. You're alright." She turned to a servant and ordered him to get the maester.

Sweat began to break out of the poor woman's forehead as the weight of what is happening began to settle.

Once on her bed, Cregan refused to move from her side, Alicent as well. Alicent rubbed soothingly across her daughter's forehead as Cregan paced at the foot of the bed.

The maester and midwives came quickly, immediately moving to the woman in labor.

"My lord, it is best if you remain outside," one of them said.

Cregan's brows furrowed in confusion. "Out… Outside?"

Alicent chipped in, "It is tradition. The husband waits outside of the doors."

He stared at Y/n in thought. Tradition. How that word weighed on them like boulders.

"Alright."

…

He tried to ignore the sounds of her cries as he stood in the corridor.

Nothing could ease his worries.

In the North, it was not uncommon to be by their wife's side.

This was unusual to him.

"My lord," a midwife questioned as she poked her head from the room.

His eyes widened, "Is she alright?"

"The child is… having trouble, my lord."

That was Cregan's greatest fear. The maester in Winterfell had spent endless hours with Cregan to determine a plan for if such a thing were to occur. Now he was without a plan entirely.

"Alright?" He finally breathed.

"What do you wish for us to do?"

"What options do I have?" He spoke barely above a whisper.

The midwife gave him an empathetic look. "We can cut the child out-"

"-No." He was quick with his answer, the very thought of taking a blade to her seeming the greatest sin he could commit.

"Um… it will be painful, but we can help her force the child out."

"Is that safe for her?"

The midwife shrugged lightly, "More than any other option I can give you."

He nodded.

She gave a weak smile and moved back into the room, but Cregan caught the door before it closed and forced his way in.

At the sight of his wife, he felt as if a blade went into his own stomach.

She was crying in pain, the midwives forcing her hips down as she tried to move away from the pain, as if that was possible.

At the sight of him, her entire face relaxed, "Cregan…"

He moved to her side, "I'm here. How can I help?"

Alicent glared slightly at him.

"They won't… I can't…" Y/n whimpered out.

"They won't what?" He looked up to Alicent, "What are they doing?"

"She wishes to get up. We cannot have her standing," she explained.

Cregan was thrown off by that. "She cannot? W… Why ever not?" When in labor with him, Cregan's mother was said to have walked the length of Winterfell 3x over.

"It hurts… please, Cregan…"

He nodded as his expression hardened. "Let her stand."

The maester shook his head, "She is nearing the labor. She should not-"

"-She wishes to stand. She will stand."

Alicent spoke up. "Lord Stark-"

"-This is my wife and child. If she wishes to walk, then she will," he barked.

A fire lit behind the queen's eyes. "She will not."

The midwives watched the tension grow.

Finally, Cregan calmly reached down and began to help his wife sit up.

Alicent cursed under her breath and grabbed Cregan's wrist in an effort to stop him.

Cregan's eyes slowly moved up to Alicent's face as anger began to overcome him.

But she was first to speak. "You are no longer in the North. You abide by our traditions when you are here."

He'd heard enough of that word for a lifetime.

His words came out sharper than he intended, but he cared little to soften them. "Your family is made of vipers and cutthroats. When I take my wife and child back to Winterfell, it will truly be a miracle if you ever see them again, for I will not let her sit and be neglected and tormented. I am a brute, but I am not without heart. Now, Let. Go."

Alicent reluctantly let go.

Cregan helped Y/n sit, and she immediately felt relief. "I want to walk," she panted.

He nodded, practically holding her up as she stood. "We will walk the corridor and return." His voice had no room for argument.

Once they paced the corridor a few times, she was returned to the bed, only to find that Alicent had left. Cregan only cared about it when he noticed the tinge of sadness that moved over his laboring wife.

But he was quick to fill the gap. As she moved back to the bed, Cregan sat behind her and held her against his chest, messaging anywhere that began to ache.

The labor came soon after that. Cregan held her close as she screamed in pain and gripped his wrists. She surely left bruises.

"The babe is crowning, princess," the midwife exclaimed. "Keep pushing."

The pain came in waves that made her see white.

Cregan began to panic when the midwives gave one another a look. "What?"

"She is not pushing hard enough."

Y/n began to cry in frustration.

"She is pushing," Cregan sighed. "What else is there to do?"

One of them reached up and began to push on her stomach, prompting the princess to cry harder as the pain multiplied.

"Allow me," Cregan shifted her in his hold and carefully placed his hands where the midwife had, slowly applying pressure to the same place.

As Y/n screamed and cried, Cregan placed assuring kisses against her neck and cheek and whispered calming words to her. "You're doing well."

If the pain had not been so bad, she may have blushed.

…

Cregan held the baby close to his chest as his wife slept.

"My lord," a servant finally entered and interrupted the silence. "The queen has requested to see the child."

An annoyed feeling washed over the man. Of course, she wished to.

The servant took note of his changed demeanor, "I can take-"

"-No," he countered. "I will go myself. Should my wife awaken in my absence, give her anything she desires."

His heavy feet stormed from the room and he walked to the queen's chambers.

Alicent turned and shock overcame her. "Lord Stark. I did not expect you to-"

"-Neither did I."

The two stared at one another for a moment before Alicent's eyes wandered to the bundle in the large lord's arms. "Healthy?"

"The very picture."

She nodded, unsure of what to say next.

"A boy," Cregan stated.

"A boy?" Alicent whispered. Any thoughts of annoyance were past to her, and she walked to the lord and eagerly looked at the child.

The baby was indeed the picture of health. Bright purple eyes looked up at the two. Dark hair sat atop his head.

"He's quite northern," she stated.

"Indeed." Cregan was sure she meant it as an insult, but he could care less. The thought of such a gift as a northern boy filled him with pride.

"Congratulations, Lord Stark."

He nodded. "Your daughter is fine as well."

Alicent moved away from Cregan and sat down. "That is a blessing. To all of us. She will be a perfect mother."

"Aye, she will."

The tension between the two was evident, but they wouldn't let it dull the excitement of the newest addition to the line.

"I should return to my wife."

"Please, do."

Cregan moved to the door.

"Lord Stark?" She asked.

"Yes?"

Alicent stared at him and then the babe. "Thank you. For caring for her. And now him. You are a better man than most."

Cregan sighed. It wasn't a compliment, but it was something. "Thank you, my queen. She will want for nothing until my dying breath."

"This is all I wished for her."

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eloiscbridgerton · 2 months

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its still so fucking crazy to me that alicent 100% KNEW rhaenyra wasn't going to leave her post, AND YET she still couldnt help herself from asking rhaenyra to run away with her 😭 and rhaenyra answering in a way that implies she'd say yes if it wasnt for duty???? WTFFFFF

#personal #good lord these two 😭😭😭 theyre so fucking insane #icb im gonna have to wait two years for their next reunion this is practically a CRIME #hotd #rhaenicent

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littleandless · 2 months

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SEASON 2 EPISODE 7 THOUGHTS

i wonder how rhaenyra will discover that addam is corlys’s son. because there’s no way that can stay a secret, right? either corlys himself will make it known when he asks her to legitimize him or mysaria (if she knows—which i assume she does or will soon). i understand why addam didn’t just tell her outright, even if it would have been easier in some ways. corlys is still his liege lord before anything else and airing out his dirty laundry probably wouldn’t get him a pat on the back from papa either.

NEW TULLY LORD!!!! oscar and his men outnumber daemon, so he can afford to get a bit sassy. it’s a shame about willem though. oh well! i knew he was toast as soon as he started pleading with daemon to rescue him…he doesn’t give a fuck my boy😭 plus all the war crimes

more visions of viserys. i didn’t find this one very compelling, seeing as it’s just “i never wanted to be king boo hoo. why do you want this shit so bad?” when it is all so very obvious. and no alys????? i better see at least 10 minutes of screen time from her in the next episode.

we finally got an emotional outburst from jacaerys! thank the gods. his mother royally fucked him over by making him bastard-born and now (despite it being necessary) weakens his only claim to legitimacy. he has every right to be upset. as aegon2 once said: “everybody knows.” he loves his mother and is loyal to her, but he can’t quite cope with the danger she’s put him in. and she could never fully appreciate what it means for her sons, even if she does hear the insults. she can’t bolster her own claim without weakening his. poor jace, luke, & joffrey. they were truly doomed from the start. my sweet boys :(

we finally had a proper gathering of potential dragonriders and not just one measly person at a time. that’s good. i don’t like that they all had blonde hair, though. you’re telling me all the other bastards got white hair but not rhaenyra’s heirs? the blood of the dragon is just that strong? jacey is so doomed by the narrative.

also…hugh son of saera????? i was kind of hoping he’d just say her name but i guess we’re being coy about it. it’s a fun easter egg i suppose but 1. it reaffirms the targaryen blood purity BS they were just questioning two seconds ago and 2. poor saera not only had a shit dad that shamed her but also a failson who’s embarrassed of his rich sexy princess mother #justiceforsaera

alicent deciding to fuck off into the woods was the right decision. it’s probably the last moment of peace she’ll ever have. so hey, why not run away and go for a swim, take in the fresh air, ride a horse, and dream of disappearing forever? i said it before, but her part in this power struggle is basically over. now all she can do is wait.

am i wrong or did aemond send his brother’s bffs to the wall? i can’t remember their names and i don’t care to look it up, but it seems the most likely.

larys wants aegon to recover so bad lmao. i know he will eventually, but still. give it a rest bro i doubt he is as charmed by your camaraderie as you think he is…especially since you’re making him speedrun these physical therapy sessions! i’m surprised he’s still bothering with these people. he also basically fucks off in f&b and then reappears later. i wonder if that’s going to happen in the show or if he’s here to stay.

alrighty. the scales have tipped in rhaenyra’s favor. now she has seven dragons: syrax, vermax, moondancer, seasmoke, vermithor, silverwing, and caraxes (kind of). sheepstealer hasn’t been seen in the show yet, but since rhaena will probably claim him we can tentatively add his name to the roster. in f&b the blacks also had tyraxes, who i believe was shown last episode but is obviously still a baby. team green has vhagar and now tessarion. dreamfyre as well, even though i don’t believe she’s been shown before. i assume they’ll have to now unless the showrunners want to make the balance very dramatically skewed. and princess jaehaera has morghul but he also hasn’t been shown, and in f&b he was never even ridden. sunfyre is dead i think? so yeah, wow. sky lizards abound.

can’t wait for more! i’m sad we only have one more episode of this season. but hey, at least george said the writers are meeting up soon for season 3. hopefully we’ll only wait one year instead of 2😆

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witchlingcirce · 3 months

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Which two (or three or however many) characters from HotD should run off together to run an orange orchard in Essos?

(In response to your invitation to send asks: please ignore if you're busy or don't feel like answering!)

AHHH I would love to answer!!

This kind of depends? Because objectively I feel like most characters in HOTD feel so westerosi to me. I can’t see any of them being in Essos Yk???

THAT BEING SAID. Younger Rhaenyra and Alicent 100% (Syrax too) free them from the evil men in their lives.

Now to there older versions, I feel like poor Helaena deserves to be at peace, so I’d want her to run away!!! I feel like Lucerys deserved to run away too 😭😭 sweet kids.

Also going more on book canon, aegon the younger 100% deserves to be free and go have fun in Essos! His brothers can join him! (Parents as well ofc)

A wonderful question!! TYSM for the ask ❤️‍🔥

#asoiaf #house of the dragon #game of thrones #hotd #a song of ice and fire #helaena targaryen #lucerys velaryon #aegon the younger #rhaenyra targaryen #alicent hightower #asks

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hansensunshine · 2 years

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hiii i love your writing a lot <33 i wanted to ask if you could write smth for mommy!rhaenyra x little sister!reader? maybe something where the reader is upset bc of alicent scolding her for spending time with rhaenyra and the reader goes to rhaenyra and feels really small and cries and keeps calling her mommy and rhaenyra cuddles her and tells her that shes her baby, maybe with some soft smut at the end if u want to write that, tysm <33

aw, thank you so much! and this will be really heartwarming to write!! (i think this is my favourite i’ve ever written) 😭🤍

— 𝐌𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐑 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘.

pairings: mommy! rhaenyra targaryen x little sister! reader

synopsis: you are rhaenyra’s little sister, but being alicent’s daughter means that you and rhaenyra have to keep your relationship secret.

tw: mommy kink

summary: alicent finds out why you’ve not being spending enough time with her, it was because of rhaenyra. your mother is less than forgiving with her attitude towards you and you couldn’t help but break down feeling small. you ran to the only one who knows how to comfort you when you’re feeling this small, rhaenyra.

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“you’re meant to spend time with your family, y/n!” alicent spoke quite harshly towards you. “but she is family, mother.” you almost had tears in your eyes but you were able to hold them back. “i meant myself, and i’m sure your other siblings would love to spend time with your too, y/n.” she lets out a sigh before placing both of her hands on your shoulders. “we hardly spend anytime together anymore, it’s like rhaenyra is taking you away from me.” you sighed a little before responding back to her “she’s doing no such thing, mother. i just happen to be in her company more than perhaps you would like.”

she looks down at you, god you hated the way she looked at you sometimes, this being one of them. “i don’t want you to put her over me, i’m your mother. she’s not worth your time, she’s such a bad influence. i don’t want you seeing her anymore, do i make myself clear?” you looked back at her, tears almost falling down your cheeks. you couldn’t take it anymore but to run.

you ran out of the room almost completely sobbing, but you held it in for the most part, trying to focus your vision on getting around. you wanted to go to your own room but you needed comfort, that’s when you decided to run to rhaenyra’s room. as soon as you got there, you knocked the door frantically almost breaking down in front of her door before you hear her. “come in!” you immediately opened her door before accidentally slamming it shut before facing her, wiping away your tears.

she took one look at you before her emotions changed, she knew something was wrong. she stood up from where she was just sitting and went over to you and wrapped her arms tightly around you, you couldn’t help but just sob in her arms.

“alicent.. she— she..” you continued to cry, before rhaenyra pulled away from you and crouched to your height, wiping your tears. “shh, it’s okay, little one. don’t force yourself to speak in such a condition, calm down for me first, okay? my poor baby.” you just nodded trying to steady your breathing as she rubbed your arm for comfort. you tried speaking again before it just came out as a jumble of words, she knew you needed comfort, she knew you were becoming small and couldn’t help it. “it’s okay, mommy is here to take care of you.” you smiled a little in response, she knew how to take care of your every need and you couldn’t thank her enough for it.

you clung onto rhaenyra, wrapping yourself around her before she picks you up, letting your legs wrap around her waist. she gently soothes you as she rubs your back. “mother doesn’t like us together.. she thinks you’re a bad influence and— and she doesn’t want me to see you anymore, mommy..” your face said it all, you were heartbroken from your mothers words. rhaenyra kissed the side of your cheek “your mother has no power to do such a thing. i will not stop myself from seeing my baby, if she says anything again, i will make sure she sees otherwise, okay?” she gave you a small smile as you returned it, playing with the fabric of her dress. “i love you, mommy.” “and you know i love you too, little one.”

she started to carry you over to her bed before laying you down, you giggled a little once you realised she was getting on top of you. “mommy will make you feel good, if you’ll allow me too.” she placed a kiss onto your forehead before you nodded. “i love it when mommy makes me feel good..” she smiled at you. “i will make you forget all the bad thoughts, just focus on mommy.” you giggled in a soft tone with a smile growing across your face as she starts undressing you.

#my inbox <3 #rhaenyra targaryen #rhaenyra targaryen x reader #rhaenyra targaryen x little sister! reader #mommy! rhaenyra targaryen x little sister! reader

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howdoesagrapewrites · 9 months

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i love when you talk about the readers legacy/history it really shows your dedication to everything you write 💗

I want to ask how is reader remembered? do greens and blacks have different views on her? Or is she blamed for the dance since she technically cheated on Aemond and tried to run + being a bastard and a woman

You're so sweet 😭😭 sometimes I'm kid of scared I go overboard but it's really nice that you appreciate it 💜

Omg I love this question ‼️‼️‼️

Reader overall could have it worse as far as historic legacy goes. Though of course Alicent and Otto don't want the bad press on Aemond, it is kind of inevitable. Otto tries to spin it around as "see? Daemon and Rhaenyra raise unstable, easily triggered children. Poor little reader, she was probably abused by those horrible monsters, now imagine if they sat on the iron throne" they also try to reframe her death as accident caused by a senile Vhagar, but absolutely no one buys that.

By the blacks, she's seen as a strong tempered girl who was held captive by an obsessive prince and tried to go back to their family by any means possible. This would be pretty accurate if they did not downplay or straight up deny that reader had a strong bond with Alicent, Helaena and Daeron. Some say that Daemon burned all letters that could prove there was ever a bond between Daeron and his daughter, this is a rumor, as there is no evidence that Daemon ever targeted letters specifically when attacking the greens, and they could have been lost to a number of incidents.

Since Aemond got the wort part, people don't usually read the story as Y/N cheating on him as much as they think of Daeron and Y/N being cruelly separated by Aemond's whim

The most popular versions of the story usually revolves around Daeron and reader's romance, but for a number of years, singing a song with those contents would mean you would be fired from court (is not a favorite amongst the blacks)

The greens paint reader as being more defenseless, and Aemond sadly succumbing to Targaryen madness, but they take her presence at Aegon's coronation as a sign of her supporting his claim over Rhaenyra's

Reader is often called "the fist horn" or "the first fire" because it was her death that truly began the bloodshed amongst the factions

Since reader could be considered devout (thanks Alicent) she is considered a "saint" of sorts, you know, a person with a strong faith whose life is studied by religious scholars for several reasons (most of them involve some sort of "Mary Magdalene" rhetoric about the reader being born unholy but then turning to the faith and being "saved") one supreme septon said "Even the stranger coddled her softly before taking her away"

Bonus: as a child, Sansa didn't really like this story, Daeron was a knight, yet she couldn't save her beloved, and then the war came. She found this too depressing and asked for her septa to tell her a different story. But after finding herself in a similar situation, this story becomes an important part of her development, as she grows, she thinks she could understand you better than anyone (she's a reader kinnie, basically)

#dragon jaws #i think this has been one of my favorite asks about Dragon Jaws #anons 🩷#i could expand on this just ask

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pedrospatch · 1 month

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alicent and rhaenyra have literally broken my heart into a million pieces YET AGAIN…. i’m glad you’re not done talking about it bc I don’t think I ever will be either… they don’t even know that love is a kaleidoscope!!!! ✨🥺😭💔

she literally asked rhaenyra to run away with her PLS

from this

to “come with me” i can’t even deal with it

i’m definitely not done talking about that silly little dragon show even IF the writing did tank a little this season.

#vee answers #hotd spoilers

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imagineitdearies-old · 2 years

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I loved this update. Can finally see it all coming together for them 😭

I love Alicent/aemonds relationship but their codependency is not always healthy. So I’m glad you addresses that.

When rhaenyra immediately stopped raising her voice and went to soothe Alicent when Alicent took the blame 😭.

I need to know how their conversation went so bad.

Do you think in this au with her heirs secure and mated rhaenyra will have to/be pressure to marry again in this au.

I love Helaena in this she’s just chilling trying to steer her family right and constantly rolling her eyes and being exacerbated by them 😂.

Great update ❤️

Yayyy I'm glad it feels hopeful again! The big misunderstandings are over, I swear on my life loool. And part of healing definitely needed to be Aemond recognizing the unhealthy aspects of his relationship with Alicent! And agreed Helaena is Queen even if in this au it's in vibes only loooool.

Haha Rhaenyra has her priorities and they're not fussing over her overreactive younger brother married to bestest bby boy in the world mkay 😂😂 no but in seriousness now that she has a better idea of WHAT Alicent's fears are she feels a lot more responsible to assuage them. Obviously her father's sins aren't her own, but Rhaenyra wants to help undo as much damage as she can, simply because she loves her friend. As for whether she'll have pressure to marry again, that might be a fun little one-shot chapter for my Rhaenicent scenes that I post one day! Thank you for the ask anon 💙💙

But speaking of, since you wanted to know so bad I'll finish by sharing a little clip of the "post Aemond-Rhaenyra confrontation" scene after Rhaenyra runs after Alicent! Teaser warning lol!!

Now, after Alicent stoked the coals, Rhaenyra couldn’t help but ask, “Is it all true, then?”

Alicent looked down as she dusted off her hands, mouth tightening into a thin line. “Is what true, your grace?”

Rhaenyra didn’t answer right away. She waited for Alicent to pour from the water pitcher into the kettle over the livening flames, then replace its stopper. Not until the omega looked around them, at a loss without something to do, did she take pity on her. “He never let you deny him,” Rhaenyra answered.

The pinched, stressed lines on Alicent’s face wavered—then collapsed. Her chin quivered as she stared at the pitcher in front of her and whispered, “No–no, he would. At, at times the king—if I truly made it known, then he waited…”

“Until what? You were sleeping? in heat? Too worn down to refuse?” Rhaenyra demanded, watching as the omega grew flushed, tears building up in her eyes. “Do not mince words, my lady. If my father was a monster I would hear it.”

Alicent shook her head as if the idea offended her. “I may appear to have been the perfect, obedient spouse, my queen, but even I rely on the Seven for—for mercy, in my failings. I tried to please him, but at times—”

“His cruelty was not your failing!” Rhaenyra growled, taking a few steps forward.

Alicent shrunk back, the tears spilling down her cheeks. “I could not be like your mother, my queen,” she said around hitched breaths. “He never did more than ask with her, usually never needed to till the end, but I…”

The older Rhaenyra grew, the more she understood how young her mother had been when first married to Viserys. And now her stomach near revolted at confronting how unlikely Aemma had enjoyed a happy marriage with the king like Rhaenyra had perceived.

“If you are expecting perfection from me, eventually I will disappoint you as well,” Alicent continued, voice steadier but more hollow now. “And neither is Aemond perfect—whatever he does, you must understand, Viserys was too busy and then too sick to truly teach him—and I could not, I failed to—”

“I expect nothing,” Rhaenyra interrupted, only realizing now that tears had begun to build in her own eyes as she blinked around them. “I…I knew I was not my father’s daughter, but…” Her mind flashed to Alicent, so stiff and so silent after the wedding. For months, Rhaenyra saw the changed behavior as further betrayal. Now she could only imagine the horrors the young omega had lived through. “I saw how you changed,” she admitted to herself more than the other woman. “And I told myself you just had no interest in being anything but a queen anymore. I had never imagined—there was no sign—”

“We both had to grow up, Rhaenyra,” Alicent sent her a wavering smile, and Rhaenyra had never so badly wanted to hold her than now. “Learn our places in this world.”

Rhaenyra shook her head and reached out. She released a shaky breath when Alicent reached back, allowing the alpha to cradle her hand between both of hers. “Your place was never at his side,” she swore.

#fic: duty & sacrifice #duty & sacrifice spoilerzz #d&s drabbles #rhaenicent #ask me shit #thanks again anon its people like you that keep me writing!!

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