#the heir series

[yns-world]

House of The Dragon Reacting to You Being Courted and Wedded to Someone Else

part ii of The Heir series

part i

a/n: fem reader, race not specified, size not specified

Y/H/A = Your House Animal

Y/H/C = Your House Color

In this imagine, your jealous lovers are: Rhaenyra and Daemon

Context: After inheriting the crown, your first duty was to find a King's consort. As part of your heirship, King Viserys forbade any Targaryen to ever meddle with your reign, wanting your dynasty to be as true to you as possible. 

Rhaenyra: As your Hand, she knew very well that it was your civic duty to wed and produce heirs, no matter how painful it was for her to watch. During your courtship, she created a 3-month tour to visit every kingdom on the map to find the most suitable match, because Rhaenyra knew that you weren’t just marrying the person; you were creating an alliance with the whole House. This required a careful evaluation of a lord’s status, wealth, and history. When she came back from her journey, she presented you with three candidates--

“Ser Tyland Lannister from House Lannister of Casterly Rock; Ser Laenor Velaryon from House Velaryon of Driftmark; and Ser Harwin Strong from House Strong of Harrenhal.” Rhaenyra presented the three men and they all bowed before the throne. 

“And what do they offer the crown?” Queen Y/N inquired, clearly unimpressed by the selection. 

“House Lannister has enough gold to fund the crown. House Velaryon has thousands of fleets that are pledged to fight for any and all of your greatest conquests. And finally, House Strong is a noble house that produced the greatest warriors ever known.” Rhaenyra answered, looking up at the queen with an arched brow, waiting for a snarky comment that never came. 

Queen Y/N pondered on the options for a moment, flicking her eyes from Rhaenyra and to the three men standing before her. 

“Congratulations Ser Tyland Lannister, you have the honor of being named the King’s Consort.” There was a layer of disdain in her voice, a layer that Rhaenyra picked up on. 

In honor of the two Houses uniting, a brand new banner was designed-- Y/H/A and the Lannister Lion were sharing arms, while Y/H/A wore a crown and the Lannister Lion held a sword in its other paw. Your house colors switched places, with Lannister Red coloring behind Y/H/A and Y/H/C being behind the Lion. 

From the beginning, the process of your marriage was a difficult pill for Rhaenyra to swallow, but all the pain and suffering was worth it when you named your first daughter and heir apparent after her-- Princess Rhaenyra L/N, second of her name, heir to the Iron Throne. 

Daemon: Daemon was appointed Lord Commander of the Queensguard and a “friend of the crown”, so to speak. When it came to your marriage, you believed that Daemon would be unaffected by the political arrangement. To your astonishment, it was quite the opposite. 

Just a few hours after the first candidate showing, Daemon decapitated the suitor that you had your eyes on-- some prick from House Lannister. 

In the beginning of the killings, nobody knew who this culprit was. But you knew, you knew all along, you just wouldn’t be dettered so easily. 

The next morning after the first death, Daemon sulked into the throne room and dropped to his knees in front of you. He latched onto your legs and started sobbing into your silk gown.

“All my life I was the second choice-- the second son, the second heir-- I don’t want to be your second lover. I want to be the only one. You are the Queen of the Realm, I am nothing but your servant.” After catching his breath, Daemon slowly raised his desperate eyes to your face. With a finality in his voice, he spoke. “Nobody is worthy of the Queen of the Realm.”

This killing pattern would continue with every single candidate that came close to becoming your consort. It got to the point where fathers of prominent Houses were terrified of sending their sons to ask for your hand in marriage. Eventually your council knew they couldn’t get you to wed for as long as Daemon stayed at your post, so they let you become a king-less queen. 

The unfortunate victims of Daemon’s rage were labeled as the Queen’s Ghosts-- the 32 men who were brutally murdered in Queen Y/N’s name. These victims came from all of the major families and then some-- House Lannister of Casterly Rock, House Stark of Winterfell, House Baratheon of Storm’s End, the list goes on. 

Daemon’s brutalities were quickly associated with you, earning you the title “The Queen of Death.” You didn’t mind the title, it only fueled fear in the hearts of the people that didn’t already bow to you. 

Of course, there was the question of your next heir. Since you weren’t wed, how could you possibly have any children? 

Fortunantely for you, the agreement between your House and House Targaryen forbade you from any legal contraction, but that didn’t stop Daemon from siring four of your children out of wedlock-- one boy and three girls. Your first son and heir was named Sol, after the sun. Unlike you, Prince Sol would grow into a king who would fit his inherited title of “The Ruler of Death.”

a/n: i hope you enjoyed! if you did, please consider reblogging since it helps my account! :)

DON'T BE A GHOST READER!!!! i would love to hear your thoughts and opinions, and comments are what keep writers going <3

i'm open to HoTD requests so just read my pinned post for request rules <3

if you have any ideas for other scenarios for this series or just any ideas in general, please don't hesitate to hmu!!! i want to hear what everyone has to say :)

[kimquatz]

a few ichiban doodles of the fishy variety......... fishibans, if u will

[dead-girl-tells-stories]

DC x DP Idea

After several years, Danny and Damian meet each other again at a gala. But there was no heartfelt reunion since the moment they led eyes on each other it was all-out war. Damian takes out a sword from somewhere and Danny just starts throwing hands.

The fighting is intense, and blood is being spilled (what are those glowing green specks?). They are screaming at each other in Arabic as it's easier to slip back to your mother tongue when in rage right? This makes the fight more personal.

Most people don't understand what they're saying but those who do look at the boys then Bruce. Bruce then back to the boys again. Like B, we know you're stupid but you fucked this person twice.... did you NOT see the red flags the SECOND TIME!?!?

The fight ends with Damian on the ground with the sword grazing his neck. He looks up to Danyal with the fear of god in his eyes, knowing that with one swift movement, he'll be dead on the dance floor. But Danny's eyes were cold and tired, they were dead. No spark, no sense of life in those chilling blue depths.

Calmly, Danny spoke to Damian. His voice was crystal clear, cool like a mountain stream.

"Just because you jumped into the fire behind me doesn't mean you felt the pain I did.  Your hand was held above the flames while I was being burnt in the fucking fire."

Damian begins to cry because he knows that Danny is right. No matter what he went through, it would never compare to what happened to his big brother. Even more so, when he feels long lanky arms wrap around him, a cool hand rubbing his back soothingly, and whispers of sweet nothingness entering his ears.

He cries because no matter what he does he will never be like his big brother.

[i-only-see-daylight]

Aelin: If I died-

Rowan, sharpening his knives: Death will not get you out of this relationship.

[starrynightsxo]

[acourtofquestions]

“If you were to ask me what Throne of Glass is about…

I’d say it’s about the epic journey of a teenage assassin in a corrupt kingdom.

But if you were to ask me on a deeper level, I’d say…

It’s about how small acts of kindness can change the outcome of the world.

Money to a barmaid, waiting an extra minute to shoot, a warning in a competition, a cloak in a cold dungeon, a message on a wall, sharing your lavender soap.”

[dorcasmckinnonn]

how dare cardan greenbriar casually drop a number like "yes, my sweet villain, my darling god" and kiss jude duarte on the mouth in front of basically the whole damn kingdom

[afurtivecake]

yes cs pacat writes some absolute bangers full of intrigue and scheming and heart-ache and a ludicrous amount of sexual tension, but the best thing about them, to my mind, is the comedy. like yes, these books get pretty dark and serious, but also, here's a ridiculously cooperative cloth merchant and here's a silly regency dandy in case you thought things were getting too serious.

[smurny]

Imagine you’re in a suicide cult sworn to chastity and you’ve been in love with your shieldmate your whole life. He is succumbing to his shadow so ur going to have to kill him, but you love him so you hesitate. The night before u have to kill him, u both decide to have sex for the first time and it’s beautiful. The morning after, ur shieldmate is captured, then imprisoned until he becomes a monster and kills your entire family, friends and everyone you ever knew and finally kills you too.

TLDR: Justice/Marcus are a mill times more devastating and tragic than Romeo/Juliet ever was

[rainingriversofyou]

Jude x Carden - The Cruel Prince - Artist: scribbubbles

[praisethelorde]

Remembering that Oak has goat legs is almost as shocking to me as finding out that Holly Black confirmed that Valerian was sexually attracted to Jude.

[yns-world]

first of all, welcome back!!!

if u don’t mind me asking, is there a reason u don’t prefer to write for HotD anymore?

thank you thank you <3 i truly feel the love from all of yall mwah

there's no particular reason why i don't write for hotd; i just don't really have any inspiration or motivation to write for it LMAOOO

ofc i assume that'll change when the second season comes out. honestly, i can see myself writing another part for The Heir later on, depends on whether i get an idea LMAO

if you or anybody has any requests for hotd or got ofc you can send them my way and i'll see what i can do. also, if y'all have any ideas for The Heir feel free to lmk!!! i was thinking of following the life and reign of Y/N and Daemon's heir in the second part--but please let me know what y'all think about that 😋

[mysterylilycheeta]

Aelin: Hey Rowan, can you help me with this zipper?

Rowan: Sure thing, fireheart

Aelin:

Aelin: Up, Rowan

Rowan: Right of course

[alexal-arts]

*Taryn and Jude skipping stones on lake*

Taryn: It’s such a beautiful evening.

Jude, whispering: Take that you fucking lake

[i-only-see-daylight]

Cardan: We all have our demons. 

Cardan, grabbing Jude: This one’s mine.

[starrynightsxo]

cardan: