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[dragonanddirewolf]

Jonerys Week 2020: Day 1: Parallels / Foreshadowing

The first star was a comet, burning red. Bloodred; fire red; the dragon's tail.

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[caroline-klaus]

♕ Jonerys Week 2020 - The Dream of Spring | day one: parallels | foreshadowing | dos: the small council

A blue flower grew from a chink in a wall of ice, and filled the air with sweetness... mother of dragons, bride of fire. - Daenerys IV || A Clash of Kings

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[asoiaf303]

DAY SEVEN 

Leadership  |  Free Choice  |  DoS: Royal Retirement / Passing the Torch

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As Jon and Daenerys make their way to their room in Winterfell, they smile as they see that the bed is already occupied. Little Rhaella asleep on Ghost, a day of playing in the castle wore them both out. They carried her to her room for bedtime as Ghost laid himself outside her door. Jon and Daenerys spend their free time enjoying the crackling fire and being together.

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[rainhadaenerys]

Jonerys Week 2020: Day Five - The Long Night

Jon and Dany fighting back-to-back during the Long Night

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[iceandfiresource]

JONERYS WEEK 2020 THE DREAM OF SPRING EVENT

In the spirit of collaboration, we have decided to combine The Dream of Spring Event (@jonerysdreamofspring) with Jonerys Week this year. The week will occur from July 27th to August 2nd 2020.

With the intention of reaching as many fanworks (gifs, edits, fanfic, fanart, etc) as possible, the week has different prompts for each day so everyone can participate.

General Jonerys Week prompts mostly concern existing canon-verse, including the show and books. The Dream of Spring prompts includes fluff, romance and happily ever afters ideas that could occur after the events of The Long Night. All of those ideas can be worked into canon-verse or AUs.

All content makers are welcomed and encouraged to use any and as many prompts as they wish.

THE PROMPTS ARE AS FOLLOWS: 

DAY ONE (Monday, July 27th) Parallels  |  Foreshadowing  |  DoS: The Small Council

DAY TWO (Tuesday, July 28th) Dragons and Direwolves  |  A Song of Ice and Fire  |  DoS: Training of Targlings

DAY THREE (Wednesday, July 29th) Books appreciation  |  Music  |  DoS: State Visit / Foreign Visit

DAY FOUR (Thursday, July 30th) Fire and Blood  |  Ice and Fire  |  DoS: Proposal / Wedding / Coronation

DAY FIVE (Friday, July 31th) Azor Ahai & the Prince that was Promised  |  The Long Night  |  DoS: Classical AU

DAY SIX (Saturday, August 1st) Colors  |  Quotes  |  DoS: Modern Happily Ever After AU 

DAY SEVEN (Sunday, August 2nd) Leadership  |  Free Choice  |  DoS: Royal Retirement / Passing the Torch

Send us a message if you have any questions concerning the week itself, the prompts, etc. You can also contact @jonerysdreamofspring for more information about the Dream of Spring prompts.

We’ll follow the tag #jonerysweek, #jonerysweek2020, #dreamofspring2020 and we’ll be reblogging your creations. Be sure to reblog, signal boost and most importantly, have fun!

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[magalidragon]

don’t judge a book by its cover | Jonerys Week Day 3: books appreciation

a/n: It is here! This was the fic I wrote first, it was the one I was most excited about, and I hope you all like it!

See if you can spot the cameos by @muttpeeta @ashleyfanfic @adecila @dracoignisworld @dragonanddirewolf @justwandering-neverlost @nlights37 @noordinarylines I love all their works and the ones named are only a small sampling of their great writing! I can only aspire to be half the writers and artists they are.

She turned another page, not looking at him when she spoke, almost amused. “Do you always watch your customers read or is it just me?”

She glanced up at him again, slightly annoyed as well as amused. He pinked again. “Just thought that the books downstairs might be more your speed,” he mumbled, gazing around the loft, with its low slanted ceilings and books stuffed in every nook and cranny. No one really came up here.

“My speed?” Those vibrant lavender eyes darted up to meet his gray ones. Her voice cooled. “What do you mean?”

“Just that the mysteries and fantasy genre seems more your alley, didn’t think you’d be interested in the classics.”

The pert plump red lips that had been smirking at him downstairs now pressed to a fine line. “Do you always insult your customers’ intelligence?” she snapped.

Well shit. “Ah…I just meant…”

“I think I know what you meant Mr. Snow.”

He stared at her dumbly. “How do you know my name?”

“It’s on the front door,” she laughed, rolling her eyes. He flushed, embarrassed. Oh yeah, duh. She uncrossed her legs, leaning back in the chair, tapping her nails on the book she kept in her lap. “Jon Snow, proprietor. Tell me Jon Snow, what makes you think I don’t read high literature? Is it because I was also perusing romance, fantasy, and suspense genres downstairs or the young adult section? Or was it the series about a threesome that I also plan on buying? No, it’s the fact that I’m a woman and so I can’t possibly be interested in anything other than those types of books, right? Or is it because I’m an actress and I must be a ditz?”

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[daenerys1417]

JONERYS WEEK 2020 -- DAY SEVEN

Leadership | Free Choice | DoS: Royal Retirement / Passing the Torch

What happens in Vegas does not stay in Vegas when a one-night stand between a dangerously handsome billionaire tycoon and a gorgeous cocktail waitress leads to everlasting love…

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[tatticstudio55]

DAY FOUR (Thursday, July 30th) Fire and Blood  |  Ice and Fire  |  DoS: Proposal / Wedding / Coronation

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[stilesssolo]

all’s well that ends well to end up with you

Tonight, though— well, tonight Jon knows the gardens hold something else in them, something significant and heady and yes, maybe he’s a little nervous.

But he doesn’t have to worry about that right now. Right now all he has to worry about is watching his beautiful, wonderful, incredibly accomplished girlfriend descend the staircase of the grand ballroom to rounds of applause.

Happy Jonerys week everyone! YES I DID FINALLY WRITE SOMETHING AGAIN. Have a modern royalty au (that is a sequel to my one from LAST Jonerys week) for Day 4′s prompt: Marriage/ Proposals/ Coronations. Read it here on AO3! 

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[opensky09]

Jonerys Week/DoS Day 4: Proposal

Sooo, I have written a short thing too, though I’m a day late.

This is the third chapter (just a drabble) of a fic I’ve written two years ago. You can read the first chapter and the second chapter on Ao3 (those two are fully from Jon and Daenerys’ pov).

Sorry for the potential mistakes, this was written in a rush :)

It’s not like wandering around with a flask upon sunrise was a much better way to start the day, but he still decided to attempt a half-hearted laugh as a greeting when he noticed the used-to-be smuggler. “What a fine morning to sit on one of Dragonstone’s many comfortable stairs, isn’t it, Ser Davos?” Right, that sounded pretty lame even to his own ears. I’m really starting to lose my edge, Tyrion thought with a wince.

Still, the old knight chuckled. “Have a seat, Lannister.”

“My pleasure.” He sat down, actually relieved, since his legs had already started to tinge with aching discomfort. Long walks never favoured him. Damn this restlessness. “So do tell! What chases the infamous Onion Knight out of his chambers this early? The sun has barely risen.”

 Davos leaned back, his eyebrows pulled together in a thoughtful manner, “couldn’t sleep.”

 Now that, he could understand for sure. These days he was happy if he slept through half the night, save for when he drank himself into oblivion the evening before. But then he would wake with a headache, for which the only real cure was to drink again. And Queen Daenerys hardly tolerated his presence when he was drunk, so sleepless nights and moderated drinking habits were his constant company.

 He had just enough trouble to deal with, just enough questions and concerns plaguing his mind, yet Jon Snow just had to jump in and make everything more difficult. Tales for children and a defiant rebel king were the last thing he needed. The siege of King’s Landing, food supplements, conflicts between Dothraki tribes. And now Jon Snow, who refuses to bend the knee. Just great. Her Grace’s temper was on the shorter side, to say the least, and he feared that Jon’s refusal to bow would prove to be a major issue. They couldn’t afford a feud with the North, especially while fighting Cersei on another front.

 Tyrion knew he had to step in and do something, but Jon Snow and Daenerys Targaryen were probably the most stubborn people in the realm, so as of now he felt quite helpless. The kind of silent staredown the two had during their first meeting yesterday assured him that making them see through their differences would be an almost impossible feat. Sometimes he felt like worry was eating him alive.

 “I believe I understand that, my friend,” he sighed. As the king’s Hand, the man beside him probably shared that same worry. “My thoughts tend to keep me up as well.”

 “Thoughts?” Davos snorted, then let out a short laugh. “What thoughts? Couldn’ even hear my thoughts. Damn whoever built this keep, the wall’s too thin.” He shook his head, yet smiled with something akin to fondness.

 Tyrion was puzzled. Davos’ room was only connected to Jon’s, but he didn't know the lad to be particularly loud. Was he snoring, mayhap? No, however thin, a faint sound like that wouldn’t go through a stone wall. It would have to be something much louder. He imagined it, surely. Wouldn’t be strange in a castle like this. But even if there was some noise, Ser Seaworth didn't seem as annoyed as his words were probably meant to show; he wouldn’t have that absent-minded smirk on his face if he was frustrated.

 “You look awfully cheerful for someone who claims to have been robbed of a good night’s sleep.”

 Davos chuckled leniently, “Nah, sounded like they were enjoying themselves. What’s an old man’s discomfort compared to the love of youth? Gotta let them be, I don’ need that much of sleep anyway.”

 “Let them be?” Tyrion frowned. Is that what the man heard? Impossible. On the first night? Surely Jon Snow wasn't... “Ser Davos, just who–”

 The sound of approaching footsteps interrupted his question. Soon, the Queen turned the corner, with none other than the King in the North in her heels. A radiant smile graced Daenerys’ lips as she was looking back at Jon, one Tyrion had never seen in the years they had known each other. But the moment the young queen spotted them, she schooled her features immediately into the usual regal sternness. If he didn't know her well enough, he would have missed the momentary flustered expression on her face when she saw them.

 “Oh. Ser Davos. Tyrion.” Rarely anything surprised Tyrion Lannister anymore, but the almost nervous glance that passed between the two royals certainly did. They stood way too close to each other, and somehow they seemed entirely unbothered by each other’s presence, even though they just met yesterday, and that was quite the tense meeting. Daenerys cleared her throat, “Good, good. I just thought about sending for you. Gather the Small Council, we have an announcement to make. With the King in the North.”

 What? What announcement? “Your Grace?” From the corner of his eye, he could see Davos grinning. No, that is madness, he cannot think that it was them–

 “Jon and I, we... We came to an agreement. We are going to marry.”

 Oh. OH.

 Tyrion knew his eyes were probably ridiculously wide, but he could not help it.

 Just what the actual fuck?

 ˜ * ˜ * ˜ * ˜ * ˜

 As their Hands departed, a long sigh escaped her. “I didn't expect to see them before the council meeting.”

 “Aye, you did become a bit flustered there,” Jon grinned, and circled her waist, pulling her to him. “Tyrion’s face was a sight to behold, though. Even I was surprised.”  

 Gods, it was so hard to think when his mouth hovered above hers. “Well, you did propose to me, didn't you?”

 Soft lips traced the line of her jaw, and she had a half mind to drag him back to his chambers. He chuckled, “I did, I just didn't think you would tell them right on sight.” His teeth grazed her earlobe, oh, damn this man and his wicked mouth. She already felt heat blooming between her legs, even though it wasn't even an hour ago that he spent himself inside her.

 Truth be told, she wanted to deliver the news carefully, making it seem like it was a purely political decision, but the surprise of suddenly running into their advisors a few corridors away from where she wrapped herself up in Jon made her slip up.

 “I didn't want to. It just slipped out.” Dany winced, “It probably did sound suspicious.” At his amused expression, she pouted and hit his chest. “Oh, stop that! It shouldn’t even matter, we are a good political match. We are not marrying only for what we have between us. I don’t care if Tyrion knows that I love you, he should be happy for me.”

 “But as far as he knows, we only met yesterday for the first time. The... idea of us together after mere hours of knowing each other would probably be a bit strange to him.”

 Dany giggled, “I bet. I’m probably just overthinking, though. He might not even suspect anything. Not even Missandei knows I went to you last night.”

 Actually, she felt the slightest bit guilty. A marriage alliance out of the blue, without as much as asking her council about it, wasn't something she would have ever done, but with Jon... She just couldn’t help it.

 It was still hard to believe that it was him. The man from her dreams, the person who comforted her so many times even without knowing her name.

 Oh, how she loved him. She never thought she would get the chance to hold him in her arms, yet here he was, embracing her like she was the most precious thing in the world.

 She looked him in the eye, so full of warmth and adoration. But before giving in to the urge to kiss his full lips, something occurred to her, “I wonder why Ser Davos was looking at us like that. Did you notice?”

 “Aye, I did.”

 “He couldn’t have heard us, right?”

 Jon laughed, “You were quite vocal.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead to make her exasperated frown disappear, “But I don’t think so. These are some thick stone walls, I believe we are safe.”

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[rhiawriter]

Rhaegar’s Lute

Read the full story on Ao3. 

“What kind of place have you taken me to?”

“One of good reputation,” Jon assured her. The tavern maid was back. She laid their drinks in front of them and then twirled away, onto the next customer.

“It’s not a brothel is it?” Dany asked, taking a second look at the beautiful woman dancing by the fire.

“Course not!” Jon scoffed. “Do you think I would take my wi—my sweetheart to a brothel?”

“So I’m your sweetheart am I?” Daenerys took a sip of her honeyed mead. The sweet drink warmed her.

“Always,” Jon sipped his own ale, looking at her over his horn. His grey eyes brimmed with a combination of love and concern. Fuck that. She didn’t want to see his concern for her tonight. She didn’t think she could bear it.

“So, Grenn, why did you want me?” Daenerys took another sip—perhaps it was closer to a gulp this time. The sweetness went down too easily. “You’re a handsome man in your prime. A veteran of the Great War. Surely you could have had any girl you wanted. I’ve lived a life you know. Been married before. I have a daughter. I’m no blushing virgin.”

“I’ve never been interested in fainting maids,” Jon took her hand and stroked it softly. “Besides why would I want anyone besides the most beautiful woman in the world?”

“Surely some other woman has claimed that title by now,” Dany laughed, flippantly.

“Never.” Jon brought her hand to his lips, and then turned it over, placing a tender kiss on the inside of her wrist. The kiss sent a chill down Dany’s spine, while heat flared in her stomach. “Moira will always be the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Tell me. What was it like growing up in Braaavos, Moira?”

Dany closed her eyes, picturing a red door and a lemon tree. “Oh, like most childhoods I suppose.” She grabbed her cup of mead and gulped down the remains of the sweet drink. “You don’t realize how wonderful it is to feel safe until that shelter’s taken from you. How about you Grenn? What was it like growing up in Maidenpool?”

“Er,” Jon rubbed the back of his neck. “It was fine. My father owned a shop. I had a lot of siblings.”

“Did you dream of coming to the big city?” Dany asked.

Jon wrinkled his nose. His distaste of King’s Landing was legendary at this point. “I suppose I did. Green boy that I was, I didn’t realize that a city could smell of shit even more strongly than Maidenpool does.”

Dany laughed at that, and signaled the tavern maid to bring her another drink.

“Enjoying that are you?” He had barely made a dent in his ale.

“I am,” Dany nodded. “You best keep up.”

“Is Moira a big drinker then?” The tavern maid placed another cup of mead at their table.

Dany considered her cup. The queen rarely drank. She had no time for such frivolities. She also understood that while her husband could drink as much as he wanted and be labelled “one of the boys” and a “good lad,” she would be labeled a lush or a drunk if she was ever caught unsteady on her feet.

But Moira? “Thought you knew that about me, Grenn?” Dany lifted her cup. “I live a simple life without a care in the world. I sew in a shop during the day and drink and dance in the finest taverns at night.”

“Sounds shocking.” Jon grinned at her and took a deeper swig from his horn. “How can a simple lad from Maidenpool ever keep up?”

The music picked up speed and grew louder. There were scrapes and thumps as furniture was pushed to the edges of the tavern, creating a dance floor in the middle of the room. Men and women lined up on either side of the floor clapping the rhythm of some sort of line dance.

“Shall we join them?” Daenerys asked her husband.

“We don’t know the steps.”

“So we’ll make fools of ourselves,” Daenerys laughed, the honey mead making her feel lightheaded and carefree. “And no one will care if Moira and Grenn are fools.” She jumped on her feet and held out her hand to him. “Wasn’t that the point of taking me here?”

Jon finished his horn and then took her hand, letting her guide him out onto the dance floor. They took up opposite sides of the floor, as the music kicked up into a reel. Dany lifted her skirts, and began to move with the line. Jon was right. They didn’t know the steps. She stepped on the foot of her first partner. Her second she knocked into with her shoulder, when she was supposed to take his hand. Her partners’ annoyance only made her laugh. It felt lovely to be the object of mild annoyance and derision. There were no honeyed smiles hiding daggers here. To everyone else in the tavern, she was simply a tipsy woman, probably too old to be dancing in a tavern and certainly too old not to know her steps.

Then she was in Jon’s arms—his steady embrace compensating for the uncertainty of his steps. One hand was wrapped around her waist. Immersing herself in the mead, the music, and the movement of her feet, driving out the fears and heartaches. Time only seemed to make her husband more handsome, his face settling into itself, just as he had settled into himself in the years since he had become king and saved the world.

She spun away from him, the dance requiring she take another partner. This one was a youthful lad who spun her rather too enthusiastically. Dany reveled in the dizziness. When she straightened, she looked behind her to find Jon tracking her every movements— a wolf stalking his prey. Perhaps her husband would get his wish tonight. Perhaps his nights of exile were over. Would it be too dangerous to rent a room in this tavern? Surely Moira could enjoy bedding Grenn without worries of miscarriages, dynasties, and female succession paralyzing her?

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[caroline-klaus]

♕   Jonerys Week 2020 - The Dream of Spring | day seven: leadership | free choice | dos: royal retirement / passing the torch

Targaryen Restoration

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[asoiaf303]

DAY ONE

Parallels | Foreshadowing  |  DoS: The Small Council

________________

"It'll serve you well, and your children after you."

"The dragons are my children, they're the only children I'll ever have. Do you understand?"

"I can't have children."

"Has it occurred to you that she might not have been a reliable source of information?"

"He loved her...and she loved him."

(I definitely saw foreshadowing to Daenerys having Jon's children and always will.)

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[rainhadaenerys]

Jonerys Week 2020: Day Four - Fire and Blood | Ice and Fire

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[filhadoboto]

Chapters: 1/1 (G)

Summary: The wedding day of Dany and Jon's firstborn son has arrived. 

Relationships: Jon Snow/Daenerys Targaryen, Jaime Lannister/Brienne of Tarth, Arya Stark/Gendry Waters, Original Female Character/Original Male Character, Grey Worm/Missandei

Characters: Daenerys Targaryen, Jon Snow | Aegon Targaryen, Brienne of Tarth, Jaime Lannister, Arya Stark, Missandei (ASoIaF), Davos Seaworth, Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s)

Additional Tags: Jonerys, jonerysweek, jonerysweek2020, Queen Daenerys, King Jon, Jon is a Targaryen, Incest, Aunt/Nephew Incest, Jonerys babies, targlings, braime babies, Gendrya babies, Wedding, Fluff, Mention of pregnancy, sequel fic, One Shot, Mention of Characters' Death

This story is a sequel to “The gift of the King to his Queen” and was written for Jonerys Week 2020 / The Dream of Spring Event:

Prompt day 4: Fire and Blood  |  Ice and Fire  |  DoS – Proposal/Wedding/Coronation

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[magalidragon]

i look up and see the same stars | Jonerys Week, Day 1: Parallels

a/n: Happy Jonerys Week! Here is a short little fic with my favorite parallel from the books, with a bit of show twist and au too.

She closed her eyes, trying to feel with her mind, that powerful connection a hook in her heart, pulling at it, but there was nothing, nothing but darkness.

Nothing but him.

It seemed he was alone too, she could feel his isolation, and the cold that wafted off him, ice and frost, a shiver traveling from her neck down to the base of spine. Her skin pebbled in the thick night air, and she thought perhaps he knew she was there too. He was as alone as she, somewhere cold while she was in the heat of central Essos. If she paused, strained, somewhere mingled with the faint cries of her locked up dragons, she thought she heard a wolf howl.

It made no sense, Dany thought, opening her eyes.

Read here!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25369891

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