#Seasmoke and adam

[goldensunflowe-r]

Rhaenyra spitting fire, angry that someone claimed Seasmoke: WHAT DO YOU WANT?!

Adam freaked out and confused: All I wanted was to go fishing.

[targaryensource]

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON 2.07 - "The Red Sowing"

[thestarlightforge]

I love how Seasmoke’s making no moves to hurt Rhaenyra, despite him toasting that white guy she served him before. She & Syrax pulled up on that beach like “Oh hi, step-mom, hi sis. U wanted me to have guy :)) i found guy :))” he’s precious fr

[letthefairyinyoufly]

RHAENYRA TARGARYEN & ADAM OF HULL HOUSE OF THE DRAGON | S2E07 "The Red Sowing"

[waterwyne]

I LOVE HIM SM <3333

[musings-of-a-maladaptive-dream]

WHY ARE YOU RUNNING

[walkinginmylight]

HOTD just set this bitch off tonight whew

[cjbolan]

Calling it now: Addam of Hull is gonna take his brother Alyn on a joyride with Seasmoke

[batsandflowers]

Valaryian Racism showing BABY

Not the lowborn MONGREL

Haha fuck that Jace kid and all those fucks

[dreamfyredarling]

୧ ‧₊˚🐟ྀི ⋅ ☆ ⋅[ ADDAM VELARYON/OF HULL AESTHETIC]

“Addam of Hull is a bastard son of Lord Corlys Velaryon and the rider of the dragon Seasmoke. He previously worked as a shipwright for the Velaryon fleet. Later while foraging for crabs and clams on the beaches of Driftmark, Addam witnesses the dragon Seasmoke flying overhead”

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

For the jace and baela scene, reader could be a Tyrell or dornish? I saw that you liked them. I want her to be light and sweet and compassionate, but able to hold jace’s character.

When I saw this scene in the leaks, I had to re-write it...and add the cuteness the show did not

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Jacaerys had not been present when Rhaenyra's great plan turned into a carnage. His hatred for the dragonseeds was so strong you fear he would have taken a small pleasure watching them burn. 

A shiver ran down your back at the images. 

You thought it was cruel of the Queen to block the doors when Vermithor blazed fire on the dragonseeds who tried to get inside. But you understood Rhaenyra’s decision. There were other dragons on the island. Wild ones. These people all had a drop of Valyrian blood in them. They could claim one of the wild dragons...and turn on her — as Jacaerys feared. 

By eliminating them, it lessened the chances of someone claiming a wild dragon and using it against her.

After a bearded man named Hugh finally claimed Vermithor, you went looking for your betrothed. He was not outside with Vermax, nor in his chambers. 

Noticing the frown on your brows and your pacing in the corridors, a guard informed you that he saw the prince heading to the library hours ago. You thanked him, and found Jacaerys sitting at a table with a hoard of books around him. He must have come here when he saw the dragonseeds arriving on Dragonstone. 

From your angle, you could see a pout on his lips as he rested his head on his fist. His back was to you, so he didn’t see you come in. 

‘’It does not befit a prince to pout.’’ Your tone was teasing and light, contrasting to his sulking.

‘’I’m not pouting,’’ Jacaerys denied, not moving. 

You took the stack of books from the chair next to his and set it on the table so you could sit on the chair. ‘’What would you call it, then?’’ You raised a brow and poked his pushed out lips.

It usually put his pouting to an end, but his face stayed icy. ‘’I’m reading,’’ he said, turning the page of the book before him. 

‘’While your mother waits?’’ 

He ignored your question, still upset and bitter about the bastard dragonseeds.

A part of you understood Rhaenyra's desire for wanting riders for the two unclaimed dragons. She never thought it would be possible, but Adam of Hull proved to her that the Valyrian blood in bastards was strong enough to claim Seasmoke. Having more dragons on her side will benefit her against the Greens and Vhagar.

But another was aching for Jacaerys. He was made fun of all his childhood for his non-Valyrian features, and these bastards were praised for succeeding in claiming a dragon. 

‘’You’re angry,’’ you stated, rubbing his back in an attempt to sooth him. 

You’ve been comforting him a lot lately, but nothing you knew seemed to work today. 

Jacaerys finally turned to look at you, his eyes hard from his anger. ‘’Aren’t you?’’ 

You released a breath. ‘’I don’t see what good it would do.’’

‘’They are insults to us. To what makes us Targaryen. If any common lout can ride a dragon, then—’’ 

‘’That does not make you common!’’ 

In the year and half you had known Jacaerys, it was striking to you that he had nothing of a common-born. He was raised as royalty, and educated like a prince — an heir. He was well-behaved, silver tongued, and the son of Queen Rhaenyra. He carried her royal blood. 

He glanced at you again, then turned away to stare at the table. ‘’You know what I am…’’ 

‘’I don’t care,’’ you said truly. 

In Dorne, bastards were not looked down upon the way they are in the rest of the Seven Kingdoms. But they did not inherit from their parents the same as their legitimate children. They were acknowledged, cared after, but never allowed to claim a crown or title that had not been given to them. 

‘’You are the crown prince,’’ you continued, ‘’the son of the rightful Queen, and here you are sulking because you believe that if not for the dragon, or the trappings of your station, that you are nothing.’’ You took Jacaerys’ hand in yours, chuckling lightly. ‘’Do you believe you are the first noble heir who was not sired by his noble father? Such is the way of the world, Jace, and in resenting it, you only diminish yourself.’’

Jacaerys leaned his head back on the chair, still pouting. ‘’Easy enough to say. I’ve heard the whispers the whole of my life.’’ You could hear the deep rooted trauma and scars in his voice. 

‘’Then prove to them that you are worthy. Get up and take your place by your mother’s side. You and she had your differences lately, but she’ll never replace you by one of them. No one can replace a mother's first son.’’ 

He was silent for a few moments, staring at the ceiling of the dark library, and took in your words. No one can replace a mother's first son. She had him when she herself was a child. There was no one she loved more than him. 

Jacaerys turned to face you, his eyes softening. Your reassurances made him see reason. He was still upset, but he found comfort in your words. 

He gripped your hand, and pulled you close. Closeness was his way of finding comfort. When you were settled upon his lap, his hands went to your hips, holding you against him. 

Even then, you noticed he was still pouting. You thought the gesture was utterly cute, but you wouldn’t tell him that. 

You gently tilted his head to look at you and leaned down to kiss him. ‘’No more pouting.’’

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[goldensunflowe-r]

Laenor loca come here! I want to tell you something! You should have seen who they tried to set me up! Fuc*ing white boy!!! But I tricked them AND it was HILARIOUS!!

[novaursa]

Keep up the good work! I admire how consistent you are with all of your requests. Please know to always take your time and rest in-between. I know receiving requests can seem overwhelming but there’s no rush! Take as much time as you need, we all enjoy your writing :)

here’s my request !! baela x velaryon bastard!male!reader. reader can be the youngest brother of adam and alyn. he’s much more of a follower to his brothers, especially alyn, whose life is revolved around ships and the sea. adam always encourages him to go adventures with him. he may have been present when seasmoke claims adam. he saw it from afar and quickly rushes back home to tell alyn of the news. but no matter how excited he was, alyn warns his youngest brother of the danger and responsibility their brother now has to face.

it can skip to the day rhaenyra meets the dragon seeds. where reader requests to meet adam on Dragonstone as he hasn’t visited home in a few days. once he’s inside and in the main hall, waiting, he sees baela lingering and spying on him. he meekly greets her and awkwardly tries to make small talk to make her feel more comfortable and to let her know he is not an intruder. baela enjoys his quirkiness and later on may even brings herself to talk to him again once reader finishes catching up with adam. baela brings up how his casual yet innocent personality brings a sort of light and ease to her. since the war, she’s been very stressed. but yet meeting him, she finds his prescence comforting and desire to chat more. he leaves with a promise that he would come back and next time spend alittle more time with her!!

Of Fire and Salt

Requests are closed!

- Summary: You go to Dragonstone to find your brother, but instead you meet somebody else.

- Paring: male!reader/Baela Targaryen

- Rating: Mild 13+

- Tag(s): @sachaa-ff @alyssa-dayne @oxymakestheworldgoround @literaturedog

- A/N: Thank you, dear anon, for your kind words. You made my day much brighter. ❤️

You stand at the base of Dragonstone, your heart pounding in your chest as the wind howls around you, carrying the scent of the sea with it. The waves crash against the cliffs below, but your thoughts are elsewhere—on your brother, Addam. He hasn't visited home in days, and you can’t help but worry. It’s always like this when he’s away, ever since Seasmoke claimed him. You'd seen it happen from afar, the moment your brother became a dragonrider. You’d rushed back home, heart bursting with excitement, but Alyn had been more tempered, reminding you of the dangers and responsibilities that now weighed on Addam’s shoulders.

Still, you want to see him, to talk with him—like you always do. Alyn is the steady rock, the voice of reason, but Addam… Addam is your escape. He's the one who encourages you to follow him on wild adventures, the one who teases you about always lingering in his shadow. You can’t help it. It feels safe there.

The heavy wooden doors creak as you step inside Dragonstone’s Great Hall, the sound echoing through the empty space. You’ve been here before, but it never fails to intimidate you. You’re not like the others who roam these halls—no, you’re a Velaryon bastard, the youngest brother to Addam and Alyn, always in their wake.

Your eyes scan the room, waiting for Addam to appear, but instead, they catch a glimpse of movement in the shadows. A girl, her purple eyes wide with curiosity, lingers by the pillars, watching you closely. It takes you a moment to realize who she is—Baela Targaryen, Daemon’s daughter.

You freeze for a moment, unsure of how to react. You’re not an intruder, but in a place like this, you always feel like one. Nervously, you give her a meek smile, your voice faltering as you try to break the silence.

“H-Hello,” you stammer, shuffling your feet awkwardly. “I—I’m just here to see my brother, Addam. I hope I’m not… intruding.”

Baela doesn’t answer immediately, her gaze still fixed on you, and you feel your palms begin to sweat. You’re not great with small talk, especially with someone like her. But she doesn’t seem hostile—just curious.

“I’ve been waiting for him,” you add hastily, trying to make her feel more at ease. “I mean… Addam. He hasn’t been home for a while, and I… wanted to check on him.”

Finally, Baela steps forward, her expression softening as a small smile tugs at the corner of her lips. “You don’t seem like much of an intruder,” she says, her voice light with amusement. “More like someone who's lost.”

You let out a nervous laugh, rubbing the back of your neck. “I guess you could say that. Dragonstone’s… a bit overwhelming.”

Baela raises an eyebrow, studying you for a moment before responding. “It can be,” she admits. “But you… you don’t seem overwhelmed. Not in the way most people are.”

You blink, taken aback by her words. No one’s ever said something like that to you before. “I—uh, thanks? I try to stay… you know, casual. Don’t want to upset anyone.”

Baela chuckles softly, the sound almost foreign in the tense air of the castle. “You’re different,” she says, her tone thoughtful. “In a good way.”

Before you can respond, the doors to the hall creak open again, and you turn to see Addam striding in, his presence filling the space with ease. Relief washes over you as you quickly excuse yourself from Baela’s company to greet your brother. You catch up with him, sharing stories of home and the recent adventures you’ve missed. But even as you talk, your mind keeps drifting back to Baela, her quiet presence lingering in your thoughts.

After you finish your conversation with Addam, you make your way back toward the entrance, only to find Baela waiting for you near the stairs. She smiles when she sees you, her earlier curiosity replaced with something softer.

“I enjoyed our little chat,” she says, her voice quieter now, almost hesitant. “It’s been… nice. Since the war started, everything’s been tense. I haven’t had a moment to just… talk. But with you, it feels easy.”

You shift on your feet, feeling the warmth of her words seep into you. “I’m glad,” you reply, your voice soft. “I’m not… very good at all this. But I’m happy to talk more, next time.”

Baela’s smile widens, a flicker of something unspoken passing between the two of you. “Next time, then,” she agrees. “I’ll hold you to that.”

You nod, offering her one last awkward smile before turning to leave. As you step outside into the cold wind, the weight of the Great Hall falls away, and you find yourself already looking forward to the next time you can come back—perhaps not just for Addam, but for Baela too.

[allovesthings]

I think the implications is that Laenor is dead, right ? For real this time ? because Seasmoke is about to be claimed by Adam.

And Rhaenyra will be the only one who knows...

That will have to be incredibly isolating.I'm so sad for her.

[judasalicent]

disclaimer: i don't actually think rhaenyra and alicent's deaths will be faked in hotd

wait wait wait wait… so laenor fakes his death… supposedly being burnt alive… then runs away on a boat across the narrow sea with his gay lover… fleeing a war of dragons… i don’t see the writers faking alicent/rhaenyra’s deaths in hotd, but exploring laenor’s part in the larger context of the story introduces some interesting ideas. by s2, it seems laenor has died (or travelled too far and severed the psychic link he had with seasmoke lol). his involvement in the story is seemingly over, meaning we can consider what his role meant in the larger scheme of things.

as of s2, the only impact laenor has had on the story, post-“death,” is addam/the sowing, but laenor’s departure obviously references alicent and rhaenyra; the escape closely resembles rhaenyra’s dialogue in the godswood in s1ep1 and the story of nymeria on the torn book page. i think there is a clear connection between these ideas. laenor and qarl’s escape could be foreshadowing an escape attempt by rhaenyra and alicent. also, if laenor has truly died, his “death” would also be foreshadowing rhaenyra’s actual death via dragonfire.

but, and i truly believe this to be super unlikely, laenor and qarl’s escape attempt was a success, and rhaenyra and alicent’s deaths will be faked. i keep thinking of grrm’s “butterflies,” and while one of those is certainly nettles, ryan changing the way a dragon bonds to its master would definitely piss grrm off. the idea behind this change could be that laenor’s connection to seasmoke was severed, not because he died, but because he abandoned the dragon/the idea of targaryenism/the violence of the war, and in doing so, he lost access to this part of himself, and seasmoke sought out a new rider.

another thing that makes me wonder about a faked deaths is septanyra. in f&b, the only instance of alicent explicitly interacting with a septa is on her death bed. by s2ep3, rhaenyra knows that she can sneak into the city as a septa, and in f&b, alicent is alone with a septa in her final hours. obviously septanyra could also just be setting up alicent dying of fever and hallucinating rhaenyra, but it could also be a part of an escape plan: alicent feigning illness in order to sneak away.

i don’t really like the idea of faked deaths; i think it would be more meaningful if rhaenyra and alicent’s love is forgotten to history, remembered only by them, a tragedy, etc., but a faked death ending is fun to think about theoretically lol. i just think laenor’s escape and its, in my opinion, obvious connection to alicent and rhaenyra’s old (and current) dream is interesting.

idk if we should really trust grrm’s threat of “butterflies” considering the maelor stuff was so unserious, but he made it out like there were “worse things to come” ahaha. messing with dragon bonding would definitely make him mad, and rhaenyra/alicent not dying would also piss him off. he’s really adamant about the disinherited women part of the dance, and i don’t think he’d appreciate the story being turned into one of gay liberation. too bad for him though, because regardless of whether or not rhaenyra and alicent’s deaths are faked, i’m 80% sure this will end as a story about gay liberation ahahaha.

[waterwyne]

The return of Seasmoke in HOTD season 2