#Rhaenyra my beloved

[dried-mushroom]

My Queen

Aemond 'one-eyed' Targaryen x reader

Warnings: mentions of violence, incest (uncle & niece), oral sex (m receiving), public handjob, fingering, missionary sex, porn with plot, short slow burn, Aemond is head over heels for you, soft! Aemond

Enjoy!!!!!

You were the firstborn daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen and Harwin Strong. No stark resemblance to the knight as do your siblings, as you were the only one born with silver Targaryen hair. This made you stand out compared to your brothers, as their heritage was a common topic for gossip, and they did not have a single feature from Ser Laenor, your mother's betrothed. You were still considered a true Targaryen and not a bastard child nonetheless.

It had been years since your family had been back to Kings landing, years since you'd seen your uncles, Aegon and Aemond. You had less than fond memories of the older prince as a teen, he was always trying to get you alone and mentioning how he could satisfy you better than any other lord or knight. You often ignored his words but sometimes he was just too vile to bare.

His brother on the other hand intrigued you. He was much quieter than Aegon, but he spoke to you often. Usually, it was only small talk when you ran into the prince. You honestly didn't mind, as you may have developed a liking for the younger prince. What you weren't expecting was he already wanted you for himself.

The clearest memories between you and Aemond were when your brothers and your uncle decided to tease him about his lack of claiming a dragon. You knew how cruel Jace and Luke could be, as they enjoyed making your life harder so to speak. You lectured them both when you found out what they did to Aemond and searched for the young prince.

When you found him perched against an old oak tree, with his head in his hands, you sat next to him. As he turned to face you, you could see how red and raw his eyes were, obviously from crying. You tried to apologize for your brother's behaviour but he didn't want your pity, instead, he told you not to worry, and that he would make sure he gained a dragon. He didn't enjoy being harsh towards you and apologized later that day by gifting you a book with a note inside.

Another less fond memory of your prince was the night of Lady Laena's funeral. The entire day had an aura of gloom, and you could tell the tension was tightening between your family and Aemond's. Rhaenyra and Alicent were clawing at each other's throats every time they were close and the rumour that your mother had birthed four bastards was certainly a rumour that the HighTowers were eager to entertain, just so that your mother was seen as an untrustworthily whore.

Yet you remained close to Aemond, usually strolling around the grounds of the castle together or watching him train to duel with his brother and Ser Criston. But that dreadful night something changed, that night he finally got one of the two things he always wanted; to claim a dragon. Vhagar, Laena's dragon was sleeping peacefully until Aemond woke her, and through his bravery and her compliance, He successfully bonded with her by commanding her to calm herself and serve him in High Valyrian.

He quickly got the hang of it and rides the dragon around High Tide before landing. Vhagar was the biggest dragon in Westeros and the most powerful of any dragons the Targaryen's had. Whilst his little flying escapade, Laena's daughters noticed his absence and could hear the familiar roar coming from their mother's dragon, so they rushed over to Jace and Luke to help them find who had stolen the dragon, which was meant for the eldest Velarylon girl, Rhaena.

You were resting against a cold stone wall, seemingly fazed, when your younger brothers and cousins rushed up to you and told you about your uncle. You suddenly recalled hearing the familiar noise of the dragon and Aemond had excused himself from you as he 'felt ill' earlier. You trailed behind the four as they went to inside the castle searching for Aemond. When they spotted the young prince, they all started arguing over who had a claim to the dragon. You stayed behind them, not entirely wanting to be there.

Without a second thought, Rhaena hit Aemond for an insult he had said to her about her mother, but the latter was stronger and threw her to the ground. Your brothers quickly joined in the fight. Jace pushed Aemond to the ground and he broke Luke's nose somehow. You felt conflicted, about who to defend; either your brothers or the boy you've liked for what seemingly felt like eons.

You tried to get in between Luke and Aemond to break them up. Aemond wasn't thinking straight and accidentally hit you with a rock he had in his hand, to use on Luke. As soon as he realised what he did he dropped the rock and started apologising profusely, but Jace thought it was the perfect time to get revenge on the prince for hurting his big sister and stealing their cousin's dragon, as he threw sand into the boy's eyes and Luke slashed the boy in the right eye, blinding him.

You quickly snapped out of your pain haze and quickly rushed over to the wailing boy, whose face was now covered in blood. You couldn't believe what your brothers had done. Everything became a blur after that moment, you remember blood soaking your light-coloured dress and guiding Aemond through the castle to his mother. Him clutching you tightly, still muttering apologies to you, your relatives spewing their disgust at you for aiding the prince.

The last time you and the prince spent time was the most memorable. It was the day your mother remarried to her uncle, Daemon. You, Jace, and Luke were told by your mother that you all would be leaving for dragonstone and to say your goodbyes, the handmaidens would pack your belongings but be ready to leave King's landing before noon. This sudden news upset you heavily as you would be separated from Aemond and your friends for God knows how long. You wandered around the castle soaking in each and every detail as if it were the last. You made your way to Aemond's chambers, worried about his reaction to your leaving.

The both of you got incredibly closer ever since that fight, seemingly you both were joined at the hip, always sharing longing glances that teetered on the border of platonic. Once you reached the door and knocked, the familiar face of your blonde prince greeted you, eagerly letting you inside his room. You picked at your cuticles, not wanting to share the news with Aemond. He noticed the disdain on your face, and spoke "What's wrong, Princess Y/N?" you sighed, "Mother wants me and my brothers to travel to dragon stone for some time, she told us to say our goodbyes and to be ready to leave at midday. I'm so sorry." His smile faulted, as he took in your words.

He felt almost ill, his beloved was leaving so abruptly, he didn't know what to say, as he knew he couldn't sway Rhaenyra. Without a thought, he closed the gap between you both, slowly pressing his lips to yours, in a tender kiss. He gripped the fabric of your dress, either in a plea to hold you even closer or to keep you with him even longer. You couldn't help but feel something hard pressing into your thigh, your cheeks were ablaze when you realised what that something was.

You broke the kiss, knowing you didn't have much time left. He must have realised and quickly retrieved something from one of his drawers. It was a small bracelet, decorated in emeralds, the Hightower colour. You couldn't help but smile a little as he slipped it around your wrist. You gave him one last peck before saying the last words you'd say to him for the next six years. "Please write to me, or maybe even visit, I won't forget you, I beg you to do the same, goodbye my prince." "I will my princess, don't doubt it. Goodbye y/n." You left his chambers, not realising his brother was waiting outside his door.

Aegon grabbed your arm tightly and whispered in your ear. "You're leaving? fuck sake, why can't Rhaenyra just send the twats you call brothers away, she really wants to torture me. " You tried wiggling out of his harsh grip, but he wouldn't let go, "You know, I get so fucking hard when you cross my mind, I can't stop thinking about you swollen with my seed, being my little whore and no one el-" Aegon's perverted wishes were quickly diminished as your younger brother called out your name from the entrance of the corridor. Aegon released your arm but said one last thing, "Goodbye my betrothed." You knew that was a sick joke, Aemond had already told you that Aegon and Helena were already betrothed. He just really wanted to fuck with you. You muttered a goodbye with gritted teeth and rushed towards your brother and out of the castle.

Six Years Later:

Your mother and Daemon had decided that it would be best to visit Kings Landing once again, for your ill grandsire and to reaffirm Jace as the heir to the driftwood throne. You wouldn't mind being back at King's landing once again, this time as an 18-year-old woman, you were soon destined to be betrothed to some lord or knight. Another reason would be to see familar faces, such as Helaena, both of you were close. The Velayron girls you missed as well, as they were always sweet to you.

The two men you were dreading to see were Aegon and Aemond. Aegon for the most obvious reasons, he is a fucking pervert. As for Aemond, he in a way broke your heart. He promised to write to you but never acted on that promise, you had written three letters to the prince but he never wrote back. All those years, not one fucking word to you.

At first, you were deeply hurt but you came to understand that you could not let such a foolish thing belittle you as you were to be heir to the iron throne once your mother became Queen, you could not be seen as weak. You begged your mother to let you ride dragon back to the castle but she insisted to take a carriage, to your disappointment. Later that morning you all set off.

When the sight of the familiar castle came into your vision, you became an internal puddle of emotions, relief for finally being back home, happiness for finally being able to reunite with old friends and uneasiness for seeing the boy you loved, a man. Once the carriage abruptly stopped, you all stepped out and you let out a sharp exhale as all the Targaryen decorations that you remembered had been replaced by religious symbols.

Your stepfather made a few comments about Queen Alicent and her father was behind that, humourous but wasn't appropriate. You all were greeted and You, Jace and Luke were allowed to wander the grounds for a while. You found yourself walking near where the duelling practice was taking place and heard the smooth familiar voice belonging to Aemond.

"Nephews, You've come to train?"

You couldn't help but sigh gently when you saw how attractive Aemond had become. His hair was twice as long (more to pull on), and he was more toned and adorned with a black eye patch from the accident between him and your brother. As you walked closer to Aemond and ser Criston, you took in how skilful Aemond had become with a sword.

You joined your brothers and when Aemond saw you for the first time in years he almost forgot what he was even doing. That's how mesmerizing you are to him. Once he managed to make the Knight yield he strode towards you three. Aemond hadn't seen you in six years and he couldn't tear his eyes away from you, how your beautiful blonde hair framed your face, how your eyes were just as vibrant as they were and he couldn't help but let his eyes linger over your figure in your black & red dress, how he could get a glimpse of your cleavage as he towered over you.

"My niece, how I have missed you."

His tone was sultry and he gave your hand a quick kiss before giving your brothers a nasty look.

"Jace. Luke. Can you give me and your sister a moment alone?"

They raised their eyebrows but walked away leaving the both of you alone. He sighed before grabbing both of your hands into his.

"My dear y/n, Before you speak, listen to me. I never wanted to break that promise I made to you all those years ago. Alas, my mother had other thoughts, she forbade me from any contact with you."

"But-But why? I never did anything to offend her?"

He knew how you felt, his mother was a confusing bitch. Wanting to place Aegon, a drunk who regularly commits infidelity, as King on the iron throne. Instead, he believed he himself should have a claim to the throne. He was the one who studied history and philosophy. He was the one who trained with a sword. Oh, what he would truly do to be King and have you by his side as his Queen.

"Her reasoning seemed uncouth, as it was since you were the daughter of Rhaenyra and bare no resemblance to Ser Laenor. My mother decided that you would be unfit for me. But I couldn't go one day all those years without a thought of you trickling into my mind. Hm, you're still wearing that?"

You looked down at your wrist and couldn't help it as the blush rose to your cheeks at his words, it was the gift he left you on your last day spent together, he felt an odd sense of pride knowing you still cherished that simple bracelet. He pulled you into a tight embrace with your hands still in his grip. His large arms wrapped around you almost lovingly, and he rested his head upon yours. He murmured into your hair but before you could ask what he had said you both were interrupted by a sharp feminine voice.

"Aemond! come here. We need to talk"

And with that, Aemond sighed before releasing you to follow his cunt of a mother. You turned around to find Daemon smirking at you and laughing as he walked away, and you could tell that today would be interesting, to say the least.

Once the clock struck midday, most of everyone had made their way to the throne room to start their petitions for the heir to drift mark. Your grandsire was too sick to sit on the throne so Otto and Alicent were the ones listening. You followed your family and stood with your younger brothers. Once Vaemond, your technical uncle had proposed he be the heir to the driftwood throne which had made your entire family worry as you all knew that the Hightowers were going to do anything in their power to weaken your family. But you couldn't help but smile when you noticed how Aemond was looking at you from across the room.

When it was finally time for Rhaenyra to speak for your brother and as soon as she started the doors opened to the throne. You all turned and saw your grandfather, struggling to walk down the stairs to his place on the throne. Daemon helped his brother onto the iron throne before letting him speak. The king had reaffirmed your brother's place on the driftwood throne and you were extremely happy for him. You placed a hand on his shoulder, telling him how happy you were for him. You couldn't see how Aemond balled his hands into tight fists of jealousy, he didn't enjoy seeing you touching any other males, nonetheless, the boy who took his eye when they were younger.

After that gruesome turn of events, you were expected to go to a family dinner, your family and the Hightowers together how could that possibly go wrong? That evening you had walked into the dining room, lit up by numerous glowing candles. You noticed how almost everyone had been seated and there was an empty chair beside Aemond. Once you sat down, you saw how he looked at you, abashedly adoringly. He leaned down and whispered in your ear.

"I can't wait for tonight, I have something special planned for you. I know you'll like it."

You shivered as his warm breath trickled down your neck. You both shot back up once you heard Alicent cough loudly. You both noticed how Luke was staring almost disgustedly at the scene in front of him, but Aemond just smirked at him knowingly. In the middle of Alicunt saying grace, you felt a warm hand on your skirts. Your eyes flicked open to meet Aemond's closed ones, he seemed awfully proud of himself. What he wasn't expecting was to feel your hand gently brush against his growing erection. You watched how his breath hitched as his mother finished saying grace. As each family member conversed with one another you were trying not to concentrate on the hand trailing up your inner thigh to your arousal.

"So y/n have you been betrothed yet? I have just never seen you with a suitor yet."

Helaena's words broke you out of your haze, you stumbled around your words.

"Uh, not yet haven't. I feel as if men just are not so attracted to me."

You didn't notice Aemond's slight disappointment at your words, as you knew how much he adored you, inside and out.

"Well I'm sure you'll find someone soon, don't worry marriage isn't so appealing as it seems"

The subtle insult to Aegon made you laugh, a sound Aemond treasured. He truly enjoyed seeing you happy, he also wanted to see the noises of pleasure you'd make, squirming on his cock. He took his middle finger and trailed it over your underwear, just over your wet slit. You let out a quiet mewl but contained yourself quickly as you remembered where you were, you glared at Aemond but found him already looking at you. As food was brought out one plate by one, you took the opportunity to seek a small sliver of revenge. When a servant placed a whole roasted pig in front of the both of you, bad taste in your opinion. You popped open Aemond's pants and slipped your hand inside and into his undergarments to pull out his already leaking cock. You both were concealed by the meal in front of you and the large white tablecloth.

You lazily stroked his cock, every so often you'd spread the pre-cum gathered on his tip, making him grip your thigh hard in desperation. He honestly didn't think you'd do this to him, he only had imagined you doing such things to him in his more...personal fantasies. What he was planning to do under the table would have to wait but he'd repay you back generously. After some looming stares, your grandfather spoke for one last thing before he passed, to have one evening with his family with their grievances put aside. Your mother had commended Alicent on her loyalty to her father and her devotion to her husband and Alicent had returned her graciousness, saying she would make a fine queen. Everyone drank from their cup. You kept your pace while everyone seemed finally happy to be in each other's presence, everyone was smiling and laughing with one another, unknowingly witnessing you jerk off your uncle under the table.

Aemond knew he wasn't going to last long as you were so good for him. He loved how you were pleasuring him, and he honestly loved how no one even noticed the debauched action you both were doing. You stroked him one more time before he let out an extremely loud groan and he came, warm spurts all over your hand. You sighed internally and meet the disturbed faces of your family. They all knew what you had just done to Aemond and how Aemond fully enjoyed it. Without a second thought he put himself away, dragged you out of your chair and out of the room. The entire room was silent until Aegon laughed loudly and congratulated his brother earning multiple stares of disapproval.

You and Aemond ran out out of earshot and leant against the cold wall of a stairwell, breathless. You couldn't help but laugh about the situation you both put yourselves in, rightfully you both just scarred your entire family and knew the lectures you were bound to receive the next day. The first one to speak was Aemond, stumbling around, trying to figure what he would say until what he had spend all day planning popped into his head.

"Thank you my princess. I truly enjoyed that, shall I repay the favor?"

"What are you offering my prince?"

Aemond took your hand in his, gently rubbing his thumb over your knuckles. He met your soft gaze before leading you up the stairs into his chambers. When he opened the door, you saw a simple (choice of flower) on the edge of the bed next to a small wrapping of parchment paper. You wondered how in all of kings landing how he knew your favourite flower. He guided you towards the bed and sat down, you subconsciously played with the petals of the flower now in your lap. Aemond places the small wrapped into your hand,

"Open it, I know you'll like it."

You took Aemond's words and carefully unwrapped the gift. You couldn't believe it, it was a beautiful ring, gold with small emeralds engraved on the sides.

"My dear y/n, Will you take me? be my Queen?"

You nodded eagerly as you pressed your lips to his.

"Of course my King."

He pulled you into his lap, his hands wrapped around you deliciously. You couldn't help but moan as he slid his tongue into your mouth. He had a tight grip on your skirts, pulling you closer to the hardness in his pants. He broke the kiss to trial small bites over your neck, leaving a purple trail in his wake. He couldn't help himself but grind you down on his lap, trying to get as much friction as he could. You were more than happy to reprociate. He mumbled curses under his breath as he layed you down onto the soft sheets, taking in your debauched beauty. He slowly unzipped your dress, pulling it off completely, leaving you only in a pair of undergarments. He could feel his cock twitch just looking at you, and he was on his knees infront of you, and lazily stroked himself through his trousers, tempting himself.

He quickly made work of his vest and the white shirt underneath. He was about to get rid of his pants but before he could even reach the button, he felt your mouth against his bulge, his hips bucked against you at the warm feeling. He squeezed his eyes shut as you pulled out his cock once again and this time wrapped your mouth around his tip. He moaned in ecstasy at foreign feeling, he couldn't help but thrust into your mouth, trying to chase more. You braced both your hands onto his thighs as you took more of his dick. He absolutely loved you like this; you were so beautiful it hurt. You could tell by his stuttering hips that it wouldn't be long until he came, you gave him one more long lick up his shaft and pulled his weeping cock out of your mouth. You could see the slight disappointment on his face but you reassured him.

"I want you to cum in me."

He groaned when he heard those debauched words leave your pretty mouth. He couldn't wait to ruin you. You laid back down, and he laid himself above you, your legs instinctively wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer. He slowly rubbed the tip of his cock languidly over your glistening slit, teasingly.

You whimpered, already too stimulated for his teasing, "please"

"Please what? You need to use your words."

"Please. I need you to fuck me."

Without a second thought, he slowly pushed his hips forward, entering you, you let out a gasp at the feeling of absolute fullness. Aemond let out a shaky breath, finally getting to feel you after longing for you for years. Aemond begun to thrust his hips quickly, You arched your back, as lewd sounds erupted from your mouth and cunt as the pleasure increased.

Groans escaped Aemond as he could feel your cunt squeezing him so tight, his platinum locks framed your face as he continued his ministrations. You could feel the tip of his cock bumping your cervix with every thrust, he tantalizingly dragged his cock out and in, pressing deeper and Aemond let one of his hands wander to your clit, fumbling the bundle of nerves in delicate circles

Aemond ducked his head between your tits, licking the mounds and swirling around your bouncing nipples. They grew more sensitive. He pinched one nipple and took the other in his toothy mouth, nibbling and sucking at your flesh.

"Oh fuck Aem, I think I'm going to cum."

Aemond practically whimpered against you, a beautiful sound, he broke away from your chest,

"Cum on my cock, my Queen."

The combination of the abuse on your pussy and tits, that tight coil in your stomach finally fucking snapped and you gushed, all over Aemond's cock and naval. It didn't take a minute more for Aemond to fill you up with his seed, you felt the warm spurts of his cum inside you and couldn't describe the feeling you felt, was it adoration? Was it love? you couldn't tell as he slipped out of you, leaving your pussy clenching at nothing and he laid beside you. You rested your head on his chest and gazed up into his eye, he whispered lovingly;

"I cannot wait until we are married on Dragonstone and you swell with our children."

You let yourself fall asleep unaware of the arguments that you and Aemond will deal with in the morrow.

The end

This was a draft from last year but since Hotd season 2 will be released I knew I NEEDED to post this. Hope y'all like it.

[blessedbymoon]

"but here you are surrounded by people all focus on the baby. someone have to attend to you"

inspo, inspo

[dragonworshippersblog]

tw. spoiler for hotd season two

so apparently cole felt extreme shame after he broke his vow with rhaenyra and her consequent rejection of his proposal that he wanted to commit suicide but now not only he is breaking his vow again by having a sexual relationship with alicent, he also decided to continue to have sex with her even after b&c despite the fact that he was the one in charge of being at Haelena's door. what is hilarious is that the negligence of his duties as kingsguard facilitated the murder of the king's heir, and yet instead of reasoning about his actions and the fact that he has failed as a kingsguard he is still insulting rhaenyra after twenty fucking years since their night together. what a loser

[manymanymirrors]

Rhaenyra and her ladies-in-waiting

[fanfictionroxs]

loustat/armand being horrible dads/step-dads to Claudia and letting her die?

Me: DIE MOTHERFUCKERS DIE

Alicent agreeing to let her rapist son die for peace and to save her daughter?

Me: THAT IS MOTHER, SHE IS PERFECTION, RHAENYRA FUCK THAT MOTHER RIGHT NOW, IMPRISON HER, WHATEVER (as if Alicent would mind that lmao), JUST DO IT!

[cmhcny]

people complaining that Rhaenyra isn’t assertive enough in s2 but i think there’s a nice build up to the Mad Queen appearance that’s probably happening after the Gullet

[bonniesfamiliar]

ALICENT HIGHTOWER THEY COULD NEVER MAKE ME HATE YOU

RHAENYRA TARGARYEN THEY COULD NEVER MAKE ME HATE YOU

[nyrasbloodyclover]

moodboard based on my username ☆

[silly-litttle-writer]

This song has been attached to every Rhaegon edit known to man rn so I had to make something for it.

[romvargrv]

Rhaenyra rejected her stepmother's proposal with scorn. "Your sons might have had places of honor at my court if they had kept faith," Her Grace declared, "but they sought to rob me of my birthright, and the blood of my sweet sons is on their hands." "Bastard blood, shed at war," Alicent replied.

[primordial-shade]

Demi-Gods of Valyria

Ok, so this is the idea. Valyria was meant to be based around the old Roman/Greek empires and their mythos included. Now a fun fact about Some Greek Demi-gods is that sometimes women prayed to give them a child and the gods would do so, but in some instances they would possess the husband of the woman and create a child that way. 

This means the kid has a godly parent, Mortal Father and Mortal mother.

Now do you see where I’m going with this.

Rhaenyra Targaryean, future Queen of Westeros, has been married to a man who is mourning and, after some attempts, cannot give her the children they both want and need.

Laenor tries and tries and and Rhaenyra tries and tries. They both want a child, they both need a child.

Desperate and ardent worshippers of the 14 Gods of Valyria, they pray to their ancestral Gods for help, desperate and pleading. 

And the Gods answer.

They give the two a option, one as fantastical as it is a blessing. They tell them that each of them will come in turn, to give Rhaenyra and Laenor a child, that each one of them will ‘sire’.

They immediately bring in Rhaenys, Corlys and Laena, who brings along Daemon as well. After proving this exsists both agree full heartedly to the deal.

Needless to say Corly’s is stupendously excited and Daemon has to be stopped from exalting his gods in public by Laena. Rhaenys is just happy her son and Rhaenyra get what they want.

Arrax of course comes first. King of the Gods, creator of the first Valyrians, he possesses Laenor that night and sires upon Rhaenyra the future King that night.

Jacaerys Targaryean is born 9 months later. His skin the hue of his father’s, with golden-silver curls and Violet eyes brighter than any Valryian before him. Upon his shoulder is affixed the birthmark of a Crown.

When the topic of the heir of Driftmark is brought up there is much debate amongst the gods but eventually, Caraxes is chosen to sire Lucerys Velaryon. Born with skin almost as dark as his granfathers, silver and onyx curls like his grandmother. His hand marked with the sign that mimics a rolling wave.

Syrax fights her way next, having let her brothers sire the childs to be heirs she claims the right to sire her favourites, the child who named her dragon for her, third child. Joferys Velaryon is born with a mark of crawling vines on his neck.

Despite their arguments Vhagar and Meraxes agree to sire the next two children with Rhaenyra together. The Twin’s Rhaenys and Visenya are born from this union. Rhaenys, child of Meraxes, is born with a twisting wind mark on the back of her neck whilst her twin Visenya, child of Vhagar, is born with the mark of the sword in the same place.

Their Darling Aemma is conceived barely 2 months after by Meleys, a reminder of Rhaenyra’s dear mother who Meleys had adored. Aemma is born with the mark of a heart over her very own heart. 

The Triplets come next. Monterys, Sired by Vermax with high Valyrian marked on his right bicep, Daenaera, sired by Vermithor marked with a smiths hammer on her right bicep, and Valaena, sired by Tyraxes and marked with a bird in flight on her right bicep.

Another set of twins comes two years later. Daenys, child of Tessarion, marked with an eye upon her wrist and Naerys, child of Shrykos,marked with a rising sun in the same place.

Then finally their last triplets. Aenys, born of Aegarax with the mark of a dragon between his shoulder blades, Aemon, Child of Gaelithox and born with a burning star between his shoulder blades, and finally He who comes at the end, Balerion, sires thier final child Baelon, born with a skull between his shoulder blades.

Jacaerys born: 112 AC

Lucerys: Born: 114 AC

Joferys: Born 115 AC

Rhaenys and Visenya: Born 117 AC

Aemma: Born 118 AC

Monterys, Daenaera and Valaena: Born 120 AC

Daenys and Naerys: Born 121 AC

Aenys, Aemon and Baelon: Born 123 AC

Rhaenyra and Laenor are happy, they are beyond at peace with this offer. Laenor gets to go to sleep and wake from a peaceful sleep knowing his best firend and wife carries their new child (He consents to this by the way, just saying it now and long as he isn’t in the drivers seat he is fine.)

Rhaenyra is able to have the children she so desires without hurting her husband and best friend, or seeking elsewhere for seed for her sons. With Daemon and Laena in on it she eventually takes them on as lovers and Laenor does the same with Ser Qarl.

They are happy, especially when Alicent enters the room after Jacaerys is born and see’s the dark skinned curly haired little boy with a crown shape emblazzoned upon his shoulder and nerly faints on the spot. It is not long before Corlys and Viserys both scream of his right to be king to the realm, celebrating the birth of the heir’s heir, born marked by the crown he was destined to wear.

Otto nearly has a seizure back in Oldtown, it unfortunately does not kill him.

Rhaenys is hardly seen without her first born grandchild, often holding him whilst she trains Rhaenyra in the art of ruling and power or simply showing him around the castle that will ‘One day will be his.’

Alicent is screaming somewhere, I don’t care honestly fuck her. Viserys just continues to die somewhere building his model, again don’t really care.

It is the day of Jacaerys birth that the Dragonkeepers find Syrax and Seasmoke with 14 eggs. Every colour of the Rainbow, another sign of Jacaerys and Rhaenyra right to rule they claim. Rhaenyra herself picks a egg of pure red veined with gold for her son and heir, within a month it Hatches into a Dragon named Arrax, for his father. The other 13 are kept in warmers, guarded and precious.

Alicent tries once to claim one for Aegon, still without a dragon, and it burns him in his crib fiercely. She does not try again.

Here is my current list of dragons, and yes I know Jace had Vermax and Luke had Arrax but we are switching things up.

Jacaerys - Arrax. A pure Targareyan red dragon

Lucerys - Caraxes II. A sea green dragon.

Joferys - Syrax II. A deep royal purple dragon.

Rhaenys - Meraxes. A bright sky blue dragon.

Visenya - Vhagar II. A rust red dragon.

Aemma - Meleys II - A pale purple dragon.

Monterys - Vermax. A emerald green dragon.

Daenaera - Vermithor II. A steel grey dragon.

Valaena - Tyraxes. A pale grey dragon.

Daenys - Tessarion. A pale yellow dragon.

Naerys - Shrykos. A bright yellow dragon.

Aenys - Aegarax. A vivid orange dragon.

Aemon - Gaelithox. A bright silver dragon

Baelon - Balerion - A pure black dragon.

All these dragons share golden accents and pure purple eyes. They also grow at a far faster rate than many dragons, think Daenaerys Dragons growth rate. This is especally as Rhaenyra declares the Dragons should roam freely for the first time since Aegon the conquerer.

Jacaerys is pretty much universally loved and the green faction begins to wither especially with Alicent claiming that the children are ‘aberrations’ and that they cannot be trueborn.

Court: looks at Laenor holding baby Jacaerys who looks pretty damn like him.

Court: Looks at Lucerys who resembles his grandfather almost exactly with Rhaenys lovely hair.

Court: Bitch are you crazy??

Otto and Alicent are struggling and I am here for it. They also nag Viserys and give him headaches and I am also here for that. Justice for Aemma Arryn you nasty rotting bitch.

Rhaenyra is just giddy with it all. her kids are Laenors and hers, and if they needed help from their gods well it wasn;t like anyone was going to believe that.

So anyway the young 14 demi-gods grow up pretty much adored by their parents and family. Not to mention their godly parents, by right of helping to conceive them, are pretty much always near them in a spiritual way.

Does Otto and Crispy Cole find a lot of misfortune going their way? Yes. tessarion is a particularly savage goddess in this and makes sure they always manage to catch a wide variety of illnesses and ailments, especially when her own daughter is born.

Are they kind of odd? Do their purple eyes, so unique, pierce your very soul? Does the air simmer around them and luck bend to their whim? Of course, but be damned if you dare say that around any of their parents. Even the Gods have nothing on Laenor and Rhaenyra’s protectiveness over their children.

As they grow older the topic of marriage of course comes up. Whilst Rhaenyra does not get along with Aegon and Aemond, especially after Aemond tried to claim Vhagar despite Laena still being alive which led to him losing an eye to the dragon, she Adores Helaena and Daeron and eagerly plans their marriage to Jace and Baela who adores her cousin.

Of course Alicent then delcares Helaena will marry Aegon and it turns into an argument as Viserys debates because he’s a fucking wet wipe.

Jace does not accept this in any way.

Alicent is horrified when the Prince spirits away Helaena and marries her in the traditions of Valryia before anyone can stop them. She faints when the couple return and Helaena tells her it was her idea and they had already slept together (Jace is 17 at this point and she is 19.)

Rhaenyra is half delighted and hald ‘done with her children’ whilst Laenor immediately begins planning a wedding for the faith with Laena as they both giggle and Daemon howls in the background. Viserys. glad he didn;t have to make a choice, blesses the marriage and declares it done.

(When Alicent tries to wed Daeron to a lady of Oldtown when he is 19 Rhaenys easily spirits him away. They return 6 months later and she is already pregnant and wed. Rhaenyra has to have a strong drink whilst Laenor and Daemon howl with laughter.)

(Daemon finds it less funny when Alicent tries to marry Daeron to a lady of Oldtown and Baela kidnaps him and they come back married and her already 3 months pregnant. Laena and Laenor are delighted and Rhaenyra enjoys her taste of vengeance.)

(Rhaenys, who followed her own Husband for a year on dragonback before she was finally permitted to marry him simply smirks, knowing her genes are strong.)

the other kids also grown up and take either their siblings or other nobility as spouses, as when Rhaenyra becomes queen she declares that any who marry into their family will become Targaryean so replenish their bloodline. It suprisingly is very welcomed.

I have more but this is getting really long. Thank you to the Game of throne roleplaying wiki which gave me the list of gods below so that I could use and abuse it as a reference.

Arrax - Ruler of Gods, law, order, justice, governance, and strength.

Aegarax - God of all creatures that walk, run, swim, or fly. Creator of the first dragon.

Balerion - God of death and the Underworld.

Caraxes - God of the sea, twin of Meraxes.

Gaelithox - God of fire, stars, moon, sun, and the dawn, rival of Meraxes.

Meleys - Goddess of love and fertility.

Meraxes - Goddess of the sky, twin of Caraxes.

Shrykos - Goddess of beginnings, endings, transitions, and doorways.

Syrax - God of wine, fruitfulness, parties, festivals, madness, chaos, drunkenness, vegetation, and ecstasy.

Tessarion - Goddess of music, arts, knowledge, healing, plague, prophecy, poetry, beauty, and archery.

Tyraxes - Goddess of reason, wisdom, intelligence, skill, peace, warfare, and battle strategy.

Vermax - God of boundaries, travel, communication, trade, language, and writing.

Vermithor - God of smiths, crafts, and artisans.

Vhagar - Goddess of war.

[armandisdaddy]

We’re Just Friends Chp.2 -Modern Au! Rhaenyra x Dornish Male Reader

Pairing: Rhaenyra Targaryen x Dornish Male Reader (House of Blackmont) Aegon x Male Reader

Content/Warning: !!🔞PLUS!! Angst, Denial, Some Sexual Content, Tension,Strap penetration , Fem domme action, Smut, toxic love, LOTS of Jealousy, and a bit of a love square. (No not a triangle lmfao)

Word count: 2,065

Author’s Notes: I know you’re going to be surprised because I surprised myself honestly. This is one of my more depraved fictions…sooo hopefully I didn’t go to far..

Chapter Two

You slept off the tequila and woke up to an empty bed. You went to check Rhaenyra’s and there was no one there not even Aegon. Where did everyone go? So you pulled out your phone texting her.

You

“Hey wya?”

*No reply*

“Okay…” You decided to forget about it and went to the kitchen to make breakfast. Hours had passed and still nothing from her. You started to get worried and thought to call the police, but you were interrupted hearing the door open and laughing coming from the living room. You walked out seeing Lydia and Rhaenyra sitting there on the couch holding hands, laughing. You gasped loud enough for them to hear you and you smiled awkwardly waving at them. With a tight lipped grin you walked into the kitchen to get a drink locking yourself in your room for the remainder of the day.

After what just happened last night she took that bitch back….okay well seems like you were on the market again. You sighed feeling your heart crumble into tiny pieces, but what could you. It is what it is..you told your self. They stayed in the house all day not even giving you a chance to truly express the anger and hurt you were feeling. You decided you need to get out of the house. Texting Aegon,

You

“Hey..you know any good clubs to go to tonight?”

Aegon

“Hell yeah.”

You

“Pick me up at 10…😘”

You smiled yourself getting up to find something to wear. You searched through your closet finding a black fishnet top, a super short mini skirt, with fishnet stockings and some black platform boots. Putting the clothes on your body you took a few pictures sending them to Aegon and posting them on Instagram. Finishing your hair and makeup you were very happy with the end result.

Aegon

“You look fucking hot..🥵”

You

“Thank you, love.”

Aegon

“I’ll be there in like 5 mins..”

You decided it was time to go outside to meet him so you stepped into the hall looking at yourself one more time before you waltzed through the living room without saying a word. “Y/N your going out?” Was Rhaenyra really asking you where you were going? You turned to look at her with sickeningly sweet smile. “Oh yeah I decided to take your advice about your brother. We’re going to this sick club he told me about. Don’t wait up..you two have fun.” Her face dropped and you didn’t give her a chance to say a thing before you left.

Walking outside you saw Aegon pulling up in his sports car that he called Sunfyre. Impressive you thought running up to the car. He smiled getting out to give a tight hug. “You look..amazing.” He stared at you in awe. “Stop staring let’s go have fun.” You teased letting yourself in on the passenger side while he sat back in the drivers seat. Soon you were getting a text message from your “Bestfriend”

Rhae Rhae

“I thought you said you weren’t attracted to him.”

You

“Aren’t you suppose to be knee deep in some pussy right now? Please get tf out of my phone with this shit.”

*Read*

You

“That’s what tf I thought..”

Who the fuck did she think she was, you weren’t even bothered about what happened between the two of you last night. What you were pissed off about was the fact that basically chose being with that cunt over your entire friendship. Aegon touched your thigh as he drove. “ You okay, Y/N?” You exhaled slowly and sighed. “Honestly…no. Guess who your sister brought back to the house after she said all that shit about me.” He gasped “She didn’t…” You nodded, “Yeah..yeah she did.”

He rubbed your thigh trying to make you feel better and you smiled softly trying to push it to the back of your mind trying to reassure yourself you were going to have fun. Now you were pulling up to the club and surprisingly you didn’t have to wait in some crazy ass line. Well of course not, you were with one of the famous Targaryens after all. The music blared as you walked inside with Aegon holding your hand guiding you to his VIP section. “Wait here, I’m bringing a bottle back. Tequila right?.” You looked around bobbing your head to the music. “Yeah..right.” Before you knew it were up dancing by yourself waiting for Aegon to get back and apparently you had caught someone’s eye. Cragen Stark to be exact.

He gave a rather dashing smile and approached you. “Your Y/N, Rhaenyra’s friend right?” You had to yell over the music and move closer to him in order for him to hear you properly. “Umm yeah you can say that.” His smile never wavering. “You look good tonight.” You smiled blushing slightly looking away. “Thanks.” Looking around then back at you he pulled out his phone. “I see you’re with Aegon, can I have your number I’ll text you when I leave here.” You took his phone and smiled like the Cheshire Cat typing in your name and number quickly. “Thanks. It was nice seeing you. Hope to you see you again, Y/N.”

Aegon came back with the bottles and shot glasses. “You’re going to be pissed at me.” You looked confused . “Huh..why?” He sucked his teeth. “Umm…Nyra texted me asking what club we were going to and I fucked up and told her…aannnd now she’s here coming to our section.” You rolled your eyes and sighed seeing her coming up the steps with the cunt following behind her. “Just great…I’m going to go dance.” Cracking a bottle of the strong spirit open you poured yourself two shots kicking them both back with ease. Pushing past Rhaenyra not even giving her a second glance.

She waited to get Lydia drunk enough which didn’t take long and made her way down to the dance floor to find you. You were dancing like nobody was watching and she broke your trance taking your wrist dragging you off into the bathroom locking the door behind her. You pulled away, but she had quite a grip on you.

“What the fuck do you want?” Her violet eyes were fuming with anger and you laughed loving that you could get her so angry. “So what is your fucking problem? Scoffing, “My problem…? I’m not the one who fucking lied saying they were leaving their girlfriend last night because of how they treat your bestfriend. Not to mention you confess your undying love for me last night we almost hooked the fuck up and now your back with Lydia. So tell me do I have a problem? Because I don’t think I do. You’ve made me realize I’m not shit to you so we can keep it that way. From now on I’m just your roommate.”

Rhaenyra seemed to be in deep thought and then she remembered. “I told you I loved you…last night. And we kissed. I thought I imagined that…I was fucked up last night.” You rolled your eyes and left the bathroom. “Un-fucking believable.” Going back to your VIP section you found a seat in Aegon’s lap. Rhaenyra trailing not too far behind you she hesitated seeing the two of you like that, but fixed her face finding her seat beside Lydia.

The night went on and you almost forgot she was even there she was so quiet sulking and you were too busy dancing and laughing with her brother. A few moments later a fight had broke out and the club had been cleared out. Rhaenyra told Aegon she was taking Lydia home first and that she’d be back home soon. Aegon took you back to your shared apartment and attempted go up with you, but you declined claiming you were tired and had some last minute work to turn in for school tomorrow. He nodded understanding and hugged you goodnight.

You got inside showering and destressing you sighed to yourself hearing Rhaenyra come inside. Expecting her to go to her room you came out of the bathroom in your towel only to be pushing into your room against the wall. “Rhae…Rhaenyra what are you doing get off me?” You spoke with an annoyed tone pushing her away before she crashed her lips into yours.

“I remember last night…pretty well now and I remember we were rudely interrupted..no?” Her eyes were blown with lust and your were overwhelmed at the sudden intrusion of her tongue in your mouth. You wanted to be angry, but your body wouldn’t allow it. Your towel fell exposing your full body to her and she smiled.

“You’re gorgeous…you know that?” You look away shyly. “Oh no be a good boy and look at me..” You whimpered as her hands slid down your body teasing your already throbbing cock. “Nyra…please.” You begged her to stop teasing it was becoming to much. “Your so fucking pathetic…what were you saying in the club tonight? Oh yeah…I’m just your fucking roommate.” She spoke in a mocking tone. “And yet here you are ready to blow your load and I haven’t even gotten started yet. Pathetic.” Why did she have to talk to you like that and why did it have to make you so horny.

She pushed you to your knees and smiled softly caressing your lips and chin. Pulling down her pants she stood over you her strap and cunt in clear view and she sat it on your face. “Eat it..” You moaned inhaling her scent melting slowly lapping at her clit, cooing at the taste of her. She groaned wrapping her hands in your dark thick tresses pushing your face into her cunt. Her hips buck rubbing it up and down your face. Your nose nudging her clit simultaneously causing her to tremble every now and then.

“Good boy.” She praised and you moaned into her, licking and sucking with feverishly. She bit into her lip quickly coming undone on your tongue. Your cock twitching in agony by how stimulated you were. She laughed loving how cute you looked beneath her and she pulled back grabbing the dildo attached to her harness slapping it on your face. “Can you do something for me, sweet boy.” You nodded waiting for her next command. “Get on the bed on all fours.”

You obliged and quickly went face down ass up. “You belong just like this don’t you?” You whimpered as she laid a harsh smack across your rounded ass cheek. “Answer me.” You squeal. “Yes..” she went rummaging through your things and found some lube letting the the cool liquid drip down your tight hole she rubbing her thumb around the rim slowly letting it give way to the pressure of her pressing against it. Soon she added another finger and another until she felt you were nice and ready for her.

She lubed up her attachment and slowly prodded at your entrance before slowly slipping inside. You wince slightly, but your eyes rolled into your head from the way it filled you so nicely leaving no room for nothing else. She bucked her hips forward filling you until she hit a dead end and pulled back before pounding into you recklessly. Holding your hips her pelvis smashed into your ass over and over causing it to jiggle with each thrust. “Fuck..Rhaenyra…yes..” You whimpered and screamed grabbing onto the sheets of your bed.

“You lik this huh, your taking me so well, pet. You love the way I fuck you, huh?” She pulled you up by your hair. “Yes..yes I love the way you fuck me.” Your groan like an animal as she continued her assault. “Oh my Gods. I’m going to cum..please make me cum.” She slapped your ass again relishing how slutty you’ve become. “Your a little slut for this dick aren’t you.” You nodded vigorously exploding all over your sheets.

She pulled out from you and slapped your ass one more good time before picking you up to kiss you harshly. “Are you going to talk to me like that again?” She asked as she held your face so you looked her in the eyes. “No…” she pushed you back exiting the room. “Good…”

To be continued…

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"So yeah, it's a war

It's the goddamn fight of my life

And you started it"

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