#targaryen supremacy

[imonanotherlebel]

Passion - Jacaerys Velaryon

Jacaerys Velaryon x Fem Reader

Not proof - read.

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Genre : Romance, Smut

Warnings: Smut, Minors DNI, kissing, penetrative sex

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The sky was painted with hues of amber and rose as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden light over Dragonstone. The sea breeze carried the scent of salt and brine, mingling with the distant roars of dragons as they flew overhead. You stood at the edge of the castle's courtyard, your gaze fixed on the horizon, where Vermax's silhouette was visible against the fading light.

Vermax had grown considerably over the years, his once-sleek form now imposing and powerful. His scales shimmered like molten bronze in the fading light, and his wingspan cast a wide shadow over the courtyard. Once only able to carry a single rider, he was now more than large enough to comfortably saddle two, a testament to the bond he shared with his rider and the strength he had gained over time.

"Are you ready, my love?" Jacaerys's voice broke the tranquility, and you turned to see him approaching, a soft smile playing on his lips. He was already dressed in his riding leathers, the Targaryen crest emblazoned on his chest. His dark curls framed his handsome face, and the sight of him made your heart swell with affection.

"Always," you replied, smiling as you took his outstretched hand. He helped you up onto Vermax's saddle, settling you in front of him so that you were nestled against his chest. The dragon's scales were warm beneath you, and you could feel the rumble of Vermax's breathing as Jacaerys climbed up behind you.

"Soves, Vermax!" with Jace's command, Vermax spread his massive wings, lifting off from the ground with a powerful beat that sent a rush of exhilaration through you. You leaned back against Jacaerys, feeling the solid strength of his body as he wrapped his arms around you, holding you close as Vermax soared into the sky.

The wind whipped through your hair, the thrill of flight filling your veins as you looked out over the vast expanse of the sea. The world seemed to stretch out infinitely below you, and for a moment, it felt as though you and Jacaerys were the only two people in existence, free and untethered.

Jacaerys's breath was warm against your ear as he leaned in, his voice soft and intimate. "I've always loved seeing the world from up here, but it's even more beautiful with you snuggled close to my chest."

You smiled, tilting your head back to meet his gaze. "I feel the same way, Jace. There's nowhere I'd rather be than here, with you."

He pressed a kiss to your temple, his lips lingering against your skin as Vermax banked gently to the left, beginning the descent back to Dragonstone. The island's familiar silhouette came into view, and soon enough, Vermax landed gracefully in the courtyard, the thrill of the ride still buzzing in your veins.

As you dismounted, your two young children of five and three came running out from the castle, their excited giggles filling the air. "Mama! Papa!" they called, their small feet pattering against the stone as they rushed to greet you.

Jacaerys scooped them both up into his arms, laughing as they clung to him with wide grins. "Did you enjoy watching us ride, my little dragons?" he asked, his tone teasing.

"Yes! Did Vermax fly really high?" Your son, who was the oldest, asked, his eyes wide with wonder.

"He did," you replied, ruffling his dark curls. "One day, you'll be riding him with us."

Your daughter of three clung to your leg, looking up at you with wide eyes. "Can I fly with Vermax too, Mama?"

"Of course, sweetling," you said, crouching down to press a kiss to her forehead. "But not until you're a little older. Then you can ride your own dragon, too."

"Mine own dragon is small. I want to ride Vermax!", the little boy exclaimed, his eyes twinkling. Your daughter giggled, copying her brother's enthusiasm towards your husband's dragon.

Jacaerys set the children down, watching as they scampered off to play, their laughter echoing through the courtyard. He turned to you, his expression softening as he took your hand in his. "Looks like they've got a lot to do. Shall we retire for the evening as well, my princess?" he asked, his voice low and suggestive.

Your heart skipped a beat at the look in his eyes, and you nodded, your own desire mirroring his. "Lead the way, my prince."

He took your hand, leading you through the castle's corridors to your chambers. The moment the door closed behind you, the air between you shifted, crackling with a familiar intensity that had only grown stronger over the years. Jacaerys wasted no time, pulling you into a searing kiss that left you breathless, his hands roaming over your body with a possessive urgency.

You moaned into his mouth, your fingers threading through his hair as you tugged him closer, the heat between you building with every touch, every kiss. His hands found the ties of your riding leathers, and with practiced ease, he began to undress you, his movements quick but deliberate, as though he couldn't bear to be apart from you for a moment longer.

Once your clothes were discarded, Jacaerys guided you to the bed, laying you down gently before stripping off his own leathers. His eyes raked over your naked form, a dark hunger burning in their depths as he crawled over you, his body pressing down against yours with a delicious weight.

His lips found your neck, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down to your collarbone, his hands mapping out every curve of your body as though he were committing you to memory all over again. The familiarity of his touch, the way he knew exactly how to make you gasp and moan, only heightened your arousal, and you arched into him, your body begging for more.

"Jace," you breathed, your voice trembling with need as you felt him pressing against your thigh, hot and hard. "Please..."

His response was a low growl against your skin as he positioned himself between your thighs, his lips capturing yours in a heated kiss as he slowly pushed into you. The sensation of him filling you was both familiar and exhilarating, the perfect blend of pleasure and connection that came from years of loving each other so intimately.

You moaned into his mouth, your hands clutching at his shoulders as he began to move, his thrusts deep and slow, each one drawing out a wave of pleasure that left you trembling beneath him. The way he filled you, the way your bodies fit together so perfectly, was nothing short of bliss, and you could feel the tension coiling tighter and tighter in your core with every thrust.

Jacaerys's pace quickened, his breathing growing more ragged as he drove into you with increasing intensity, his hands gripping your hips to hold you in place as he took you higher and higher. The room was filled with the sounds of your shared pleasure, the slapping of skin against skin, the breathless moans and gasps that escaped your lips as you chased the peak of ecstasy.

It wasn't long before you felt yourself on the edge, your body trembling with the force of your impending release. Jacaerys could feel it too, his thrusts growing more erratic as he neared his own climax, his lips pressing wet kisses to your neck, your collarbone, anywhere he could reach.

With one final, deep thrust, you were both sent over the edge, your body convulsing around him as waves of pleasure crashed over you, your release washing over you in a flood of sensation. Jacaerys followed you over the edge, his body tensing as he spilled his seed into you, his hands clutching at your hips as he rode out the last shudders of his release.

For a moment, the world seemed to still, the only sound in the room the ragged breaths of Jacaerys and yours. Jacaerys slowly lowered himself down beside you, pulling you into his arms as he pressed a tender kiss to your forehead, his hands stroking gently over your hair as you both caught your breath.

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The light started to dim through the windows as you lay entwined in Jacaerys's arms, the warmth of his body a comforting presence beside you. The evening had been one of passion and love, a reminder of the deep bond you shared as husband and wife.

Jacaerys pulled your face closer once more, fingers entangled in your hair. He started to kiss you softly, his neediness growing once more.

A soft knock on the door pulled you from your passionate moment, and Jacaerys groaned, burying his face in your neck as if to shield himself from the inevitable intrusion.

"Go away, Luke," Jacaerys called out, his voice muffled against your skin.

The door creaked open, and Lucerys peeked in, a mischievous grin on his face. "Mother says dinner is ready, and she sent me to fetch you. Or should I tell her you're otherwise occupied?"

You laughed, swatting at Jacaerys's shoulder playfully as he groaned again. "We'll be down in a moment, Luke," you said, trying to suppress your own amusement.

"Take your time," Lucerys replied with a wink before closing the door behind him, leaving you and Jacaerys alone once more.

Just as you were about to settle back into Jacaerys's embrace, the door flew open again, this time with Rhaena and Joffrey barging in, both grinning like fools. "Are you two planning to stay in bed?" Rhaena teased, crossing her arms with an exaggerated sigh.

"Seems like it," Joffrey added with a wink, making you and Jacaerys exchange amused glances.

Jacaerys sighed, rolling onto his back as he gazed up at the ceiling, a satisfied smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "I suppose we should join the others before they send the whole castle to drag us out."

You chuckled, leaning down to press a kiss to his chest before reluctantly sliding out of bed. As you began to dress, you couldn't help but steal glances at your husband, admiring the way his muscles flexed as he stretched, the marks of your passion still visible on his skin. The sight sent a thrill through you, a reminder of the love and desire you shared.

Jacaerys finally rose from the bed, pulling on his own clothes with a lazy ease that only made him more irresistible. He caught your eye and smirked, clearly aware of the effect he had on you. "Don't look at me like that, or we might never leave this room," he teased, his tone light and playful.

You rolled your eyes, but couldn't suppress a smile as you finished dressing. "As tempting as that sounds, we do have responsibilities, my love."

He sighed dramatically, but the twinkle in his eye gave him away. "Very well, let's face them together."

Hand in hand, you made your way to the dining hall, where the rest of the family was already gathered. The children were seated at the table, eagerly digging into their dinner, while Rhaenyra and Daemon conversed quietly at the head of the table. Lucerys, Rhaena, Baela, and Joffrey were seated nearby, their faces lighting up as they spotted you and Jacaerys entering the room.

"There they are!" Lucerys exclaimed, a teasing grin on his face. "We were starting to think you'd decided to skip dinner altogether."

Jacaerys chuckled, squeezing your hand as you both took your seats. "Not today, Luke. We wouldn't want to miss out on Mother's famous lemon cakes."

Rhaenyra glanced over at you both, a knowing smile tugging at her lips. "I trust you two had a good restful evening?"

The slight arch of her brow made you blush, but you managed to maintain your composure. "Very restful, Your Grace," you replied, trying to keep your tone light.

Daemon smirked, clearly enjoying the exchange. "Good to see the young ones are still keeping the fire alive."

Rhaenyra shot him a look, but there was amusement in her eyes as well. "Let them be, Daemon. They're allowed their moments of happiness."

As dinner continued, the atmosphere remained light and filled with laughter, the warmth of family, and the bonds that had been forged through love and loyalty. Your children chattered excitedly about their plans for the next day, while Jacaerys stole occasional glances at you, his eyes filled with an affection that made your heart swell.

After dinner, the family began to disperse, each member heading off to their chambers. As you stood to leave, Joffrey approached with a sly grin on his face. "If you two ever need a babysitter for the little ones, I'm sure Lucerys and I could be persuaded," he offered, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.

You laughed, swatting his arm playfully. "I'll keep that in mind, Joffrey. But don't think I didn't notice how you conveniently avoided the last time we asked."

Lucerys joined in on the teasing. "I'm sure Vermax could help keep them entertained. He's always up for a game of 'Chase the Dragon, isn't he?"

Jacaerys rolled his eyes, but the fond smile on his lips betrayed his amusement. "Just remember, you're the one who has to explain it to Mother if anything goes wrong."

The banter continued as you made your way out of the dining hall. The day had been beautiful. Your heart swelled with happiness and appreciation for your family.

But as you and Jacaerys walked hand in hand through the corridors of Dragonstone, the warmth of his touch and the memory of the evening lingered between you, a silent promise of the passion and love that would continue to burn bright, no matter what the future held. You just knew the passion was not over for the night. The chambers tonight will be....... eventful.

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[justasmallbean]

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Rhaenyra and Alicent’s kids literally grew up together in the same home from birth! Yes they entered teenage years not living together but you cannot convince me that when Lucerys died at least Helaena , Aegon, or even Daeron were hurt or even grieved for Luc, he was the baby of the bunch. They would have gone to class together every day, trained together, went to the dragon pit together. And perhaps if Helaena knew that she could have been married to Jacerys it made her wedding day all the more devastating, because not only was Jace a better match for her it was obvious becasue Jace was not a stranger she knew knew him since babies. Knowing what you could have had hurts more when you cannot have it.

I love when fic writers explore the relationships between all the siblings more closely but I wish there was more people diving into the dynamic between all the kids. Yes Aemond was shown in the show to have been bullied by them but I cannot believe that they all hated each other 24/7, or that Helaena had no interaction with the other boys. These are the birth years of HOTD series characters (not book)

Lucerys : 118 ac

Jacerys: 116 ac

Daeron: 116 ac

Aemond: 115-116 ac (omg get off her Viserys)

Helaena: 115 ac

Aegon: 113 ac

Helaena and Jace are born only a year apart, 7 kids all close in age. They didn’t get to meet other kids and make friends with anyone else their age. I also feel that Aegon being more than a year older than the others who are born super close to one another set him apart from them to some extent. He was facing adolescence alone without another teenager to socialise with , so in some ways he stayed childish longer but matured physically and sexually before the rest. All the more reason he and Helaena were such a bad match. She would have been on the same level of maturity with Jace or even Aemond.

[argueia]

The Queen Who Never Was and The Red Queen

A battle at ROOK'S REST took place in the Crownlands during the Dance of the Dragons (late 129 A.C).

[hfj-art]

[destroyerofnations92]

This is what Daemon should have done the moment he returned to the capital after the War in the Stepstones was won.

[yandereunsolved]

[slan-the-goddess]

“Kingmaker. You are not fit for the white cloak.”

“This is a better death than a traitor deserves.”

“Yours will come in kind”

[riverszon]

I really want to see this

Anyone please, write ff where Viserys and Daemon reunite after death or something like that with other hotd characters cuz this would be absolutely fabulous, or their reunite with parents? I want to see it so bad

[wackyharpy]

You know, I remember how Henry Cavill was chosen as a fancast for the role of Aegon, and I gladly supported the idea. And once I stumbled across a photoshoped picture of Charlie Hunnam as Aegon. And now again. He looks so cool that some doubts about Henry are appearing in my head. Perhaps, Charlie would be a better fit for Aegon, I dunno. I'm wondering what others think about it.

EVERY DIRECT ANCESTOR OF DAENERYS TARGARYEN: Aegon the Conqueror

Aegon Targaryen himself, strangely, was as much an enigma to his contemporaries as to us. Armed with the Valyrian steel blade Blackfyre, he was counted amongst the greatest warriors of his age, yet he took no pleasure in feats of arms, and never rode in tourney or melee. His mount was Balerion the Black Dread, but he flew only to battle or to travel swiftly across land and sea. His commanding presence drew men to his banners, yet he had no close friends, save Orys Baratheon, the companion of his youth. Women were drawn to him, but Aegon remained ever faithful to his sisters. As king, he put great trust in his small council and his sisters, leaving much of the day-to-day governance of the realm to them…yet did not hesitate to take command when he found it necessary. Though he dealt harshly with rebels and traitors, he was open-handed with former foes who bent the knee.

[justasmallbean]

“Burning our brother , just so you could have me?”

“ I would burn anyone for you, you are worth the ultimate price.”

Lmao idk what I’m doing , this scenario was the first thing I thought of when Phia and Ewan said in an interview that they were trying to channel some helaemond for us 😂

[helaenasaegon]

Bitches will really talk shit on the Targs and use their "anti-Tagaryen" tags, then have the audacity, the nerve, the gull, and the gumption to have a Targaryen as their pfp or header or in their blog bio.

Piss. Off. 🙄

[hfj-art]

Ewan with braids

[vxsenyas-blade]

one of the worst things that got/hotd did was not give the targaryens and velaryons their various shades of purple eyes and white hair. i feel like just giving them all the same shade of platinum blonde and the absence of some of them having lilac/violet/indigo eyes or white hair with gold streaks makes the costume design lack character and takes away from the significance of valyrian features. it diminishes the individuality of each character of valyrian descent and makes non-book readers forget that “targaryens are closer to gods than to men” AND the reasons for targcest because, other than the blonde hair, they look like everyone else. give most of the actors back their dark hair and they’ll look like andals.

also, while reading the books (and i applaud every fic author that writes the valyrian characters with purple eyes), the purple eyes are one of my favorite of the valyrian features. they’re so much more intense and add a complexity to their appearance that really sets them apart from everyone else

and purple eye contacts cannot be That expensive that they had to forgo them completely

Targaryen Siblings + Purple Eyes.

[destroyerofnations92]

Works in progress

Title: papa is a rolling stone Synopsis: "When an arrogant Sea Snake says the wrong thing while trying to sell his daughter as the sole option to be the next queen consort, King Viserys starts fearing the might of House Velaryon and turns to his banished brother for protection." Main pairings: Daemon/Rhaenyra Status: Work in progress (three chapters and counting)

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Title: a division of gods Synopsis: "When Prince Baelon seemingly dies from a burst belly, King Jaehaerys has his corpse examined by Maester Gerardys of Dragonstone, who discovers the royal heir was poisoned. In the aftermath, Princess Rhaenys is accused of having orchestrated it all and is brought to trial by the Crown. Abandoned by all but her uncle, who threatens to raise an army in her defence, the young princess fears being made a scapegoat for some greater plot against her House, so demands a trial by combat. But who will stand for the disgraced Princess?" Main pairings: Daemon/Rhaenys Status: Work in progress (two chapters and counting)

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Title: a house divided Synopsis: "A century after Aenar the Exile became High King of All Westeros, his descendants Aegon II, Rhaenys I and Visenya I granted their second son rule over Dragonstone. With the House of the Dragon divided as one line rules the West and the other the East, the unexpected heir to the Throne finds herself besieged by her father's Hand, new wife and brother, who wish for their blood to sit the Iron Throne, and hopes to find an ally in the Dragonheart." Main pairings: Daemon/Rhaenyra Status: Work in progress (six chapters and counting)

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Title: a king in gold Synopsis: "Fearful of his younger grandson's chaos and rage, Jaehaerys nixes Alysanne's idea of betrothing him to some Vale heiress and instead grants him command of the City Watch in the hopes of taming him—and watches him blossom." Main pairings: Daemon/Gael Status: Work in progress (nine chapters and counting)

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Title: up unto the overturned keel Synopsis: "Tales of great kings and mighty warriors are whispered with revery amongst the smallfolk, but how do things change when a peaceful king makes way for a martial one?" Main pairings: Daemon/Rhaenyra Status: Work in progress (twenty-five chapters and counting)

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Title: amidst salt and smoke Synopsis: "It has been seven years since Bran the Broken was named Lord of the Six Kingdoms, and Tyrion Lannister has rebuilt the realm, bringing forth peace and change. However, tensions with the independent Kingdom of the North and the Lords Paramount endanger the prosperity created by the Lannister lord’s Handship, as does the Hand’s own instability—for he dreams of those he has lost. What is real and what is not?" Main pairings: Tyrion!centric (pairing TBD) Status: One hiatus after part one of five (eleven chapters and counting)

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[mentally-unwell666]

gang ackerbangbang is out here serving with this deamyra fanart