#Baela Targaryen x reader

[desdemonian]

woo hello hotd fandom!! i was wondering what to write as an intro post to my fanfic blog.

[bankswriting]

MASTERLIST

I'm fine writing anything but scat, piss,and anything like that. Here are something I'm really ok with writing

Angst

Fluff

Smut(18+)

Step- incest

Mommy/Daddy kink

Cnc, dark fics, and Dub-con

Character's I write for:

Clarisse la rue

Annabeth Chase

Percy Jackson

Agatha Harkness

Rio Vidal

Wanda Maximoff

Natasha Romanoff

Rhaenyra Targaryen

Helaena Targaryen

Baela Targaryen

Rhaena Targaryen

Jacaerys Velaryon

Percy jackson and the Olympians

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Agatha all along/Wanda vision

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House of the Dragon

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[nastyc2nt]

Can I know what's in your drafts or what people requested? Just curious :P

Hmm, more then welcome to answer this baby!!

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I have three drafts right now but more asks. I would be doing all of the asks because some don���t fit my style on this account but I appreciate everyone the same!! {If you don’t see your request on here I am sorry, try giving me other one!!}

Drafts:

Purpose: is a shoto fic of a comment I got and have been waiting to see what I can do with it.

Lipstick: With one mention of wanting to borrow your friend's lipstick; you end up being shared by them all. {Mha girls fic!!} [My own}

Obedient Pet: A yandere!Bakusquad fic of the reader being a brat and fighting back, until they realize she’s just a pet who needs to be treated like one- it’s a pet play fic.

Requests I am concerning:

PercaBeth: Reader gets claimed by posiden and the couple makes her feel VERY welcome. {Collage au}

Shoto Todoroki: Shoto making love to his wife for the first time, it’s a arranged marriage and he’s finally come to terms with his feelings.

Jacaerys & Baela x dragon!hybrid!reader: reader is a monster top- but the couple don’t realize that she’s not as innocent as they think.

Annabeth chase: She is jealous of Percy’s girlfriend and finds herself obsessed with everything you do, only to realize it wasn’t Percy who she wanted.

Denki Kaminari: Gets his first blowjob!

Momo Yaoyorozu: she’s in love with her older sister…{Yandere, and the person ask for noncon but I don’t do that}{Incest or step/adoptive}

Again if you don’t see your fix on here I apologize! And I also can’t promise to do every request on this list! But keep sending in ideas and I am sure I can do at least on of them!

[gothgleek]

Jock!Baela x f!Reader- NSFW Alphabet

Baela is the star athlete of King’s Landing University and you are her girlfriend.

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

She’ll tell you want a good girl you’ve been for her while wiping your body clean if she has time. Then she’s drooling on the pillow next to you.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Baela is proud of what she can do with her hands.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

She is a squirter and damn proud of it.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

She’s into incest play because of the taboo nature. Baela will also break into the rival teams’ facilities and have sex there. She says it’s a good luck charm and you haven’t seen it fail her once.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

She’s had a few long term relationships and picked up stuff from them but she’s open to new things and learning what turns you on.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

She’s a fan of the ‘Viennese Oyster’ so you can see how flexible she is. Alternatively, she likes doggy because she likes to slap your ass.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Sex with Baela is great because she’s making jokes and not putting any pressure on you (unless you beg her of course.)

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

She’s waxes everywhere, especially during the winter because she’s on the swim team. When she plays lacrosse in the spring and soccer/football in the fall, she’ll let her leg hair grow out a little but she doesn’t make it a habit.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Baela is romantic outside of the bedroom but in bed not really. She sees sex as a good time, not anything serious.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

She’s pretty horny so she’ll jack off quite a bit. Sometimes she’ll wake up with the vjbrator still buzzing and give herself an orgasm before running out to her next class.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

She’s got a bit of an exhibitionist streak and will finger you on the bus while her teammates are asleep. Also she’s into stepcest porn so the two of you will watch it together.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

The field after winning a big game.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Nothing like winning a game or placing first place will do it for her.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

She’s not into roleplaying or feet. Also complicated lingerie. She hates patiently untying every strap and ribbon.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

She’s a giver because you’re cute when you fall apart under her touch but sometimes she’s feeling sore after practice so you need to give her an orgasm or three to make her feel better.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

She prefers taking her time and enjoying you but she’s got the stamina to take you as hard and as fast as she wants.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Sports keeps her schedule pretty packed so she’ll do it out of necessity more than anything. She prefers longer periods so she can take her time and really praise you.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

She stole a spare key to the university swimming pool so she could fuck you in the deep end once.

And she fully plans on doing it again.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

She can go all day if you let her. Which you have.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

She has a paddle she likes to use on you. She’s also a fan of restraints and blindfolds where she can she her box of toys on you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

She is a big tease. She’ll send you pictures here and there, make you wear a toy to her practice, and when you get all flustered, she’ll tell you to ‘use your words Princess.’

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

She’s pretty quiet, occasionally she’ll grunt or moan. Baela did perfect how to give loud spankings though.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Baela would like to try object insertion with you- her lacrosse stick to her baseball bat to her bottle of beer. She thinks you will look so pretty opening up for her.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

She’s also got nipple piercings and a belly piercing.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

High

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

It takes her a while but if it’s after a big practice, she’s out pretty quickly. If it’s after a big game, she’s up for longer.

[averagewriter-inthedark]

The Brave 🐲| Baela Targaryen Headcanon

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Being the companion (and secret lover) of Baela Targaryen would look like:

You were childhood friends, your father a Lord who fought with Prince Daemon and Lord Corlys in the StepStones. The two of your families often dinned together and therefore you were close to Baela and Rhaena. Often seeking the gardens or library, and when the opportunity arose to the training yard, to get away from Septas. 

Your mother was friends with Lady Laena and Princess Rhaenyra. So sometimes you were to accompany your mother at Court when the Princess wrote to your mother to visit. During those times you exchanged letters to Baela and Rhaena, but more so to Baela--as you two had more interests in common. 

Baela loved a crossbow, you loved a sword. Together you read the histories of House Targaryen and the Conquering of Westeros. You did each other's hair, helped with dressing, and rode horses along the grounds. Baela would bring you sailing with her gransire. You helped her study when the Septas got on her for not paying attention during lessons. 

Growing up you had little interest in boys and marriage, opting to rather read books, paint the gardens, and learn to shoot. Baela was the same, and while you both had responsibilities and expectations, often you daydreamed together of taking a ship far away beyond the lines of the map. Where Baela could fly MoonDancer in free skies. Where you could captain your own ship. 

"Mother has begun telling me of her lady friends' sons. I fear she and my father are planning a match with the Tully boy set to become the Lord of the Riverlands once his grandsire departs." *gasp* "But he is barely of age!!" "From the looks of it, it is either him or a man older than my father. Gods, I'd rather go beyond the wall then marry either of them."

When you realized your feelings for Baela, it was years after the Driftmark incident when you both were ten and seven. Following Lord Corlys illness, Princess Rhaenys requested you to join her and Baela on Driftmark where she was ruling in Lord Corlys steed. She knew Baela felt lonely and missed you while you were back home in the Crownlands. So, with permission from your family--and since your marriage to Oscar Tully hadn't happened yet--you set sail to Driftmark. 

Not long after the relationship you had with Baela shifted. Both of you feeling the difference in the way you sought each other out each time you entered a room. Or how you waited until the other arrived to break your fast. Constantly exchanging glances and smiles when you knew no one was looking. When you both confessed, and started a secret relationship, the only people you told were Rhaena and the few servants you trusted. They of course loved you both considering you were lovely and gracious to your staff unlike most noble ladies, so your secret remained with them.

Princess Rhaenys, however, picked up on it rather quickly. But, out of love for her granddaughter and likeness of you, she turned the other way when questions arose from Lords and Ladies. Commenting how strange it was for the two of you to spend hours of the day by yourselves and made gestures usually associated with courtship. 

Leaving flowers from the gardens in each other's chambers. Baela taking you for a ride on MoonDancer. Spending nights without supervision. Hiding away during banquets and formal dinners. 

Rhaenys did remind the both of you of your expectations. Yes, she wished Baela happiness, but you were betrothed and Baela soon would be too. That conversation was tabled for another day, as neither of you were ready to face the reality of your situation. 

"My uncle was married to Rhaenyra for ten years and it is said he continued to see his lover. We can surely do the same. Our families would never put us in harm's way."  "Darling, my family plans to send me to the Riverlands. And I wouldn't put it past your stepmother to propose a marriage between you and her son. This....we cannot escape this."

But of course, you tried. For a while actually you managed to keep it under wraps. Then of course when Lucerys' claim was called into question, followed by King's Viserys' death and usurpation of the throne, people pretty much forgot about the rumors surrounding you two. Everyone more focused on threat at hand. 

And when years of blood, sweat, tears, fire, and a whole lot of death finally ended with the conclusion of the Dance of Dragons, your efforts in securing Rhaenyra's bloodline onto the Iron Throne were inked down by historians. Right next to the love of your life, Baela the Brave, who you continued to stay by until the end of your days. 

[bonniebird]

Summary: When Rhaenyra summons the dragon seed to try and claim more dragons she is hesitant to allow Daemon's bastard to try but Baela is quick to advocate for her sister's right to try and claim a dragon. After years of attempting to take the girl from her adoptive family, under the impression that they were using her for their own gain, Rhaenyra finally manages to make headway with (Y/N).

Rhaenyra Targaryen x Bastard!Targ!Reader / Baela Targaryen x Bastard!Targ!FemReader

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Rhaenyra paused as she spoke. It caused her to stutter and she had to quickly guard herself and continue with her speech as a half smile flickered over her face. She had hoped that perhaps the girl would come. Though she had doubted it. Over the years she had tried to convince the family that took the girl in to give her to Daemon.

Daemon had always agreed that if she wished for the girl to live on Dragonstone that he would support Rhaenyra’s wish. There had been no rush beyond the girl's wish to meet their sister and Rhaenyra’s conviction that it was the right thing to do. Neither she or Daemon ever said it out loud but since her father had died both had a silent fear that the girl would claim a dragon or egg and join the usurpers in the Red Keep. When Rhaenyra finished she turned to the girl who was moving with the crowd towards the dragon pit. A hand grabbed at her arm and held her in place.

“Baela?!” She said in quiet surprise.

“I have seen her too.” Baela said and nodded to the figure vanishing between taller silhouettes. “She has too much of my father in her to be a stranger.”

“Then you understand that I have to stop her…” Rhaenyra started but Baela gave her a distasteful look.

“Why should she be robbed of a birthright that may be hers? She knows the risk. You and Daemon helped Rhaena try to claim the same dragons.” Baela was firm and confident as she spoke with the authority of the future queen consort.

“I have lost enough children.” Rhaenyra said softly and Baela pulled back with a sigh.

“She will never be one of us if you stop her.” Baela warned and Rhaenyra reluctantly gave in.

As she called Vermithor forward and gave her second speech she couldn’t help but look at you over and over as if every face in the room had become yours. It took Baela glaring at her from the doorway to have her move forward as she had originally planned.

The claiming was awful. Despite her guards begging her to leave, Rhaenyra stayed and searched the faces of the bodies. There was a small part of her that wanted each one of them to be you. The part of her that was wounded by your rejection of her attempts to herd you among her fledgling dragon children. The mother dragon within her was sickly pleased when careful inspection allowed her to be sure that none of the fallen were you. At least not yet.

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Breath ripped at your throat as you ducked behind a large rock. Sweat clung to your body unpleasantly and soaked into your clothes. The rock dug into your back, burning as if it were on fire. The large dragon surged forward and you managed to dart behind it before it finished eating whoever it had tossed into the air. From the corner of your eye you saw a man running towards a tunnel. Glancing towards the platform you realised that to get out that way, you would have to pass the dragon and avoid it while climbing up. With a nod to yourself, you pushed off the rock and ran as fast as you could towards the tunnel. You managed to pass the man only to have to duck under a torrent of fire that made the air ripple with unbearable heat that made your head throb and ache.

“Move kid!” The man said and collided with you. Because of your crouched position, you lost your balance and he sent you rolling and thumping down a large hill of rock and bones. Each thump and bump shot you deeper into the cave and you ended up landing on hard stone with a pained grunt. The sound of your pain caused, what you had thought was a rock, to turn quickly and screech at you. With a panicked cry you pushed up onto your elbows and crawled backwards as the dragon clawed its way towards you. It was much smaller than the other dragon. It seemed uncertain of you which allowed you to get halfway up the death-strewn hill that you had fallen down. But with each crawled step backwards, the dragon came forward. It screeched at you and you snatched at the skull of some small animal that lay among loose rocks. Throwing it, there was a satisfying hollow sound as it smacked into the dragon's head causing it to shake itself. Taking the advantage you turned and scrambled desperately up the hill and into the open space. There was an angry sound behind you and you felt the unsteady ground vibrate the smaller dragon dove towards you but twisted in the air to avoid a spout of flames and the swing of a massive tail. You found yourself colliding with hot-scaled flesh and the flash of an eye passing yours. There was a long pause and when whatever was obscuring your view moved you found a familiar man standing before the massive beast. Something gently nudged your elbow and you let out a startled yell as you found the smaller dragon next to you. Stumbling as you found your feet you found the dragon allowed you to lean your weight on its snout and it cooed softly at you. Reaching out a gentle, hesitant hand, you stroked the dragon's snout and smiled. Warm air puffed out over your body as the dragon blinked and continued to make soft noises.

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“Hugh.” You said and smiled as the man turned to you. The guard who had led you to a room quickly left and you found yourself embraced by the blacksmith.

“(Y/N)! Child. Of course, you survived.” He smiled and held your head in his large hands. Your smaller hand rested on his.

“I am sorry. About your daughter. My mother wanted us to come and help but the Hightowers… They took my brothers and forced my father to work his men to death. We were too afraid.” You said quietly. Hugh’s face creased as he frowned and he nodded.

“The guilt is not yours to bear. In times like these, we do as we must. But I appreciate it all the same.” Hugh said wisely and stepped away from you. He bowed his head and when you turned you found the dragon queen and her son waiting for the two of you.

“With you in our ranks, the Hightowers will not be able to continue their tyranny. Your true father will ride his dragon from Harrenhall and avenge those that were wronged.” Rhaenyra said and smiled as she reached out to you. She moved to embrace you as Hugh had. 

“My true father.” You spat out and she froze. The boy behind her clutched the sword on his hip until his knuckles went white. “My true father is the master builder of King’s Landing. He risks his life helping people escape the city.”

“I meant no offence.” Rhaenyra said quickly. You glared at her and turned to Hugh.

“We should go back home.” You said in a much gentler tone. Hugh went to speak but he was cut off.

“You would align yourself with the usurpers!? Are you so disloyal?” The prince accused.

“I would burn down the gates of the city so that my family can escape! I came here simply to find a way to defend myself. Now I have it. I did not swear oaths to any of you.” You snapped at him. His face twisted and Rhaenyra moved to calm him but he had already stepped closer and jabbed a finger towards you.

“You belong to a great legacy! Your father’s blood has given you that dragon!” He shouted. He allowed himself to be pulled backwards and away from you. 

“Consider it a debt that my sire owed my parents.” You said and then gave a sarcastic half-bow. “With all due respect.” With that, you left the room. The corridors were complicated but it didn’t take long to find the front doors. 

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Reaching the docks of Dragonstone you realised that you had no way of getting home. The dragon from earlier landed not too far away and watched you curiously, croaking and humming. A green dragon of similar size landed next to it and a familiar-looking girl got down from the saddle on its back.

“You won't survive. They have weapons large enough to kill a dragon that size.” She said as she pointed at the dragon. In the daylight, you could see that the dragon was black and grey with occasional specks of gold and red. “That’s if you don’t come up against Vhagar.” As she spoke the girl approached and took off a set of leather gloves. She held out her hand which you didn’t take.

“I know who you are and I won't change my mind.” You muttered and looked around to see if any of the people around the docks owned the boats in the water.

“I am not here to change your mind. Simply to warn you. I am sorry. For what Jace said.” She said and looked at you hopefully. You reached in your pocket. Your family had given you three gold pieces. Almost all of their money left after the blockade made the price of food skyrocket. You doubted it would be enough to pay anyone to take you home.

“It’s kind of you to pretend you care.” You said genuinely. Baela frowned and scoffed, rolling her eyes.

“You are the one that rejects us.” She snapped. You turned, stepping towards her with a stride that belonged to your father.

“Me? You all leave me to suffer and beg on the streets as an infant and then when you need me you demand that I turn my back on the family that struggled and fought to raise me.” You seethed, not seeing the golden dragon gliding down the beach towards the docks. “You all act as if I am wrong to want to go back and save them. They gave everything to save me! They thought… that HE would be here. Of course not. The royal whore wouldn’t be here. You want the dragon?! Keep it!” You shouted at Baela whose eyes were watering as she tried to keep calm.

“Enough! Baela, take Moondancer to patrol the beach.” Rhaenyra said as she reached the two of you. She looked down at the floor and fled. You sniffed and rubbed your eyes and nose on your sleeve and turned away from Rhaenyra. Looking up to dissipate your tears you waited to be scolded or shouted at or imprisoned.

“I am sorry.” Rhaenyra’s words startled you enough to have you turn to look at her sharply.

“What?” The quiet reply hung in the air for a moment.

“I… I have found a great deal of comfort in being a mother. I know where I stand with Baela and Rhaena. But I. I have misstepped with you. And I am sorry.”

“You offered to buy me from my parents. I remember.” You said and her eyes widened as you stared at her blankly.

“I had been told that you were adopted into a family that was struggling. That your life with them was paid for by your working for them.” Rhaenyra said softly and blinked several times. “I was misinformed?”

“Yes!” A tear-heavy sigh stuttered out of your chest and you sniffed, giving up hiding your pain. “I have been raised no differently from my brothers. Even when they struggled. They even have a dowry for me… some tools and a workhorse. Nothing like a dowry you would have had.”

“A fine. Appropriate offering. For the daughter of a city builder.” Rhaenyra said firmly and sounded as if she would argue that point with anyone who challenged her. “I must beg you not to return to the city. With a dragon of your own, your life will be in danger. We will find a way to help your family.” Rhaenyra waited for an answer and watched you glance up to Moondancer.

“I should not have… she meant well.” You muttered and Rhaenyra let out a light laugh.

“Baela is reasonable. Very clever and loving. If you make an effort to make amends she will forgive.” Rhaenyra advised. She watched you glance to the sea towards King’s Landing as if you could see it and your family waiting for you. “We must decide how to repay your parents.”

“What do you mean?” You asked dubiously. She had crept up on you almost silently. Moving forward, you could almost see the urge to take up your hand in hers battling with her self-control.  

“I have been disrespectful. Your family worked hard for my father’s city. They took on and raised the child of a prince as their own. They have done well.” At that, you scoffed and she smiled a little before continuing. “A lordship perhaps.”

“No. My father will never accept it. Not unless he has worked for it. But… he has petitions. Part of the city is sinking and it needs to expand. He needs more men and funds.” You explained and Rhaenyra frowned.

“My father did not hear these petitions?” Rhaenyra said as the two of you walked together away from the dock and towards the dragons. Syrax sniffed at the smaller dragon who cooed and submitted to her as if dazzled by her golden scales.

“My mother said the Hightowers have been ruling long before the king died. The queen always dismissed him. Or her father did anyway.” You confessed and Rhaenyra nodded.

“Very well. I will ensure that I hear him. Perhaps I should need a man like him on my council once I take King’s Landing. But… I would like to. To legitimise you.” Rhaenyra stopped short when you froze and stared at her.

“Will I have to leave my family?” You asked. She sighed and shook her head.

“No. I do not think it will be necessary. they may reside with you in the Red Keep. If they wish. But… It does not sit well with me to allow my husband to neglect you. We are partners where he falls short. I must make up.” Rhaenyra said firmly. You gave her a dubious look but said nothing. You had nothing but snide comments to say about the man.

“I do not know what to say.” You said eventually.

“Say that you will not go to King’s Landing alone. Allow me to find a way to help. Please.” Rhaenyra said with a smile and finally caved, reaching for your hand. You allowed her to take it, staring down at the strange gentle embrace as Baela landed Moondancer.

“I… will not. I will wait.” You said and glanced at Baela. Rhaenyra let go of your hand and gestured for you to leave. You hurried to Baela who gave you a cold look.

“I am sorry!” You said urgently. She dismounted neatly and patted the dragon’s neck. 

“For someone who has nothing but blood in common with my father. You are certainly just like him.” Baela said cooly as she stepped towards you. She looked at your dragon who trilled at Moondancer who looked rather annoyed at the attention of the young dragon. “What have you named him?”

“He? He doesn’t have one?” You asked. Baela shook her head and started to walk up the beach to a large cave. You watched Rhaenyra take to the air with Syrax before looking back at Baela who had stopped to wait for you.

“He was born… shortly before I was. Rhaenyra upset my father. She said he was yours.” She smiled at you and you hurried to keep up with her.

“I don’t know what I should call him. You know more about them than I… what do you think?” You asked. She laughed and glanced back at the dragons who were in the air, gliding over the water together.

“That is your choice. But perhaps I should teach you what I know of being a rider. My grandmother was a great dragon rider.” Baela sighed and continued walking. “I had heard that. She was kind too. Baela I am sorry. I should not have…” You started and she stopped.

“Our father… my… father. Daemon. He is a complicated man. Rhaenyra will do her best by us. It is in her nature but Daemon will do as he pleases. But you and I are sisters. We are not our… Daemon. I understand the pain he can cause more than anyone else will. I forgive you. But we must stand together.” She said in a tone that was queen-like in its tone.

“I have never had sisters. Brothers do not tend to stand together.” You said and smiled as you thought of your brother's roughhousing.

“Tell me about them?” Baela asked as she stopped at the mouth of the large cave to watch the dragons ride the low sea winds as they swirled together through the air.

[aereasrage]

tw— incest.

Baela entering your chambers late at night routinely, seeking out ‘your conversation’ if anyone asks but in all actuality just taking up her cousinly duties by making her pious cousin cum since she’s always too ashamed to do it herself.

[agathaswoman]

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✧  Modern!Targaryen and Velaryon Children (Incorrect Quote)

✧  Modern!Luke Fell Off The Motorcycle (Incorrect Quote)

✧  Roasting Modern!Aemond (Incorrect Quote)

✧  Jacaerys's Birthday (Incorrect Quote)

✧  Y/N Trying to Describe Rhaenyra (Incorrect Quote) ☆

✧  Being Jace & Luke's Older Sister (Incorrect Quote)

✧  Modern!Targaryen and Velaryon Children (Incorrect Quote)

✧  Modern!Lucerys Teasing Aemond (Incorrect Quote)

✧  Modern!Luke Fell Off The Motorcycle (Incorrect Quote)

✧  Roasting Modern!Aemond (Incorrect Quote)

✧  Y/N Trying to Describe Rhaenyra (Incorrect Quote) ☆

✧  Modern!Targaryen and Velaryon Children (Incorrect Quote)

✧  Modern!Luke Fell Off The Motorcycle (Incorrect Quote)

✧  Y/N Trying to Describe Rhaenyra (Incorrect Quote) ☆

[cdragons]

Okay, the Seamstress!Reader fic I’m writing, I may have accidentally outlined it to the point where it’s a three-way competition between Jace, Aemond, and Baela

Maybe a four-way competition if I throw Helaena in there too…

Soooooooooo…..this should be an interesting plot to write out 🙃

[aereasrage]

jace and baela thinking they’re gonna bring polygamy back and have jace marry reader so she can be their rhaenys