#Game of Thrones Stormborn

[lukitua]

"You're too big for that now, sweetling."

Dany and Viserion portrait because I miss my girls

[emptyportrait]

𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛'𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎.

[kacl-art]

Helaena mourning with Dreamfyre😭

Seeing as the show seems to be ignoring their bond, I wanted to draw them together😭

[southernmotherofdragons]

Daenerys Targaryen Cosplay

[vaelaroyce]

Dani and her babies looking into a bright ( we wish ) future.

[meerabanerjee]

Dany's dragon dream

[sunfyredefender77]

“sadness is condition of motherhood”

[sephynne]

the mother of dragons

[daenysthedreamer101]

Mother's Fury

Mothers of ASOIAF feeling rage because their children were murdered/mutilated.

Grief/ Protection/Embrace

[helaenarts]

"No one ever looked for a girl, it was a prince that was promised, not a princess.

What fools we were, who thought ourselves so wise,

Dragons are neither male nor female, but now one and now the other, as changeable as flame.

Daenerys is the one, born amidst salt and smoke. The dragons prove it."

[drogonthered]

Meleys The Red Queen enter the Dragonmont.

[lukitua]

The moon floated on the still black waters, shattering and re-forming as her ripples washed over it.

Daenerys in the Womb of the World

[bl00dlight]

They're having a babygirl off

[ferideart]

Sansa Stark & Daenerys Targaryen, AGOT

[praparuru-ume]

Book one Daenerys design

I suppose sort of like a reference sheet, so I know how to imagine her. She still has no piercings here and overall looks a little younger.

Vest is heavily inspired by @/shebsart's design

[starlessvsaint]

"Dany turned the whip in her hand. Such a light thing, to bear such weight. "Is it done, then? Do they belong to me?" "It is done," he agreed, giving the chain a sharp pull to bring Drogon down from the litter. Dany mounted her silver. She could feel her heart thumping in her chest. She felt desperately afraid. Was this what my brother would have done? She wondered if Prince Rhaegar had been this anxious when he saw the Usurper's host formed up across the Trident with all their banners floating on the wind. [...] [...]Though the Astapori yanked and tugged, Drogon would not budge off the litter. Smoke rose grey from his open jaws, and his long neck curled and straightened as he snapped at the slaver's face. It is time to cross the Trident, Dany thought, as she wheeled and rode her silver back."