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aphroditelovesu · 4 months

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Winter Solstice | Yan!HOTD

❝ 🐉 — lady l: Merry Christmas, my dear readers! I wish you a great day and a prosperous New Year! I hope you enjoy this Christmas special with our yandere family from HOTD! Good reading, forgive me for any mistakes and once again, have a great holiday to you ❤️🎄.

❝warnings: yandere themes, mention of death and obsessive and possessive behavior.

❝🐉word count: 1,941.

A long, long time ago, when the Earth was young and the days were short, people looked up to the sky with wonder and awe. They watched the Sun rise and fall over the horizon, its heat bringing life to the earth and its dark nights bringing a deep sleep to the world.

In the ancient realm of the seasons, each cycle marked the eternal dance between light and dark. As winter approached, a whisper spread through nature. Leaves fell from the trees, animals sought shelter and the nights extended, enveloping the world in a blanket of darkness and cold.

It was the time of the Winter Solstice, a magical moment when the Earth seemed suspended between extremes. People gathered around campfires, telling stories of times gone by, sharing warmth and hope amid the impending darkness.

On the eve of the longest night of the year, eyes turned to the sky, waiting for the miracle. Slowly, the Sun began its journey towards the horizon, fighting the darkness with its golden light. The stars twinkled above, bearing witness to the celestial spectacle.

And then, in the most sublime moment, the Sun began to rise, rising majestically into the sky. The colors of dawn painted the landscape, and people celebrated the rebirth of the Sun, knowing that light and warmth would return to the world. It was a symbol of renewal, hope and the continuous cycle of life.

On the Winter Solstice, people came together to celebrate the courage of the light that faces the darkness, remembering that even in the darkest moments, there is always the promise of rebirth and the light that returns to warm the hearts and illuminate the souls ways.

It had always been your favorite time of year, you loved how the snow fell from the sky and painted everything white, the food, the exchange of gifts and most importantly, it was when your whole family was together. You appreciated more than anything the few moments of peace that your family spent during that date, all happy and together. Like a big, loving family.

Having them all together was what you loved most as you grew up. All the disputes, the fights seemed to disappear during this time of year. Your heart and mind were at peace.

The green of the forest and the fiery red of love and passion. Its fabric was as soft as a spring breeze, a harmonious blend of silk and cotton that moved like leaves dancing in the wind. The predominant green was reminiscent of treetops, its hue varying from a lush emerald green to softer nuances, like newborn buds. The waist was accentuated by a deep red belt, as if it were the blush of the petals of a passionate rose. The intense tone stood out, creating a magnificent contrast with the lush greenery, and a decorative bow added a touch of elegance.

Something beautiful and elegant, with both of your family colors. Of the Targaryens and the Hightowers. There was some small, discreet blue embroidery that symbolized the Velaryon, subtle but standing out in its own way.

You turned to your maid who was looking at you with affection, you smiled at her, ''What do you think, Diane?''

She smiled widely, ''You looked incredible, my princess/prince. A suitable choice for a dinner with your family.'' There was a hint of worry in her tone, but you just held her hands and squeezed them gently.

''Don't worry, Diane. Everything will be fine.''

She nodded, ''Yes... Do you want me to accompany you to where the banquet will be held?''

You politely denied, ''No, but thank you.''

A hint of disappointment flashed in her brown eyes, but she just smiled and after a simple bow, she left the room. You took a deep breath and looked at the ring that adorned your finger, a gift from your grandfather, Viserys. He was sick and you swore to yourself that you would do everything to make this dinner enjoyable for him. He deserved it.

Just as you expected, everything was impeccable and your family was already waiting for you. A majestic dining room, adorned with golden chandeliers that hung from the vaulted ceiling, casting soft light on long solid wood tables.

The walls were covered with richly embroidered tapestries, depicting scenes from Targaryen history and grand festivities. The polished stone floor gleamed in the light of the torches that adorned the walls, reflecting the grandeur of the space.

In the center of the room, a long table stretched out, covered in an immaculate linen tablecloth and decorated with wildflower arrangements and heraldry of noble families. Silver candelabras exuded a soft glow, while golden goblets glittered in the dancing light of the flames.

Music filled the atmosphere as skilled musicians played lutes, flutes and harps, entertaining guests with happy melodies and lively dances.

''(Y/N)!'' Your mother's excited voice called out to you and you smiled at Rhaenyra, who quickly hugged you, placing her head against the crook of your neck, ''You look great, sweetheart.''

''Thanks, mom. You look great too.'' And indeed, she did. Rhaenyra wore a dark red dress decorated with gold that fit her perfectly. She pulled back a little and smiled at you.

''(Y/N)! We're here.'' On one side of the table, your younger brothers sat. You looked at Jacaerys, Lucerys, and little Joffrey, who were smiling at you. You kissed Rhaenyra's cheek and went to sit next to your brothers. Or you tried, for that matter.

For you were quickly pulled to the side as Aegon grabbed you and pulled you closer to him, Aemond, and Helaena. You smiled at your aunt and uncles and greeted them.

''Sit with us.'' Aegon asked and pointed to an empty chair next to Helaena who was smiling sweetly at you. You looked nervously at your brothers, who were staring at Aegon with disdain.

Aemond frowned and placed a hand over your shoulder, ''Come, stay with us.'' His tone said there was no room for argument.

Luckily for you, the doors opened and revealed Viserys along with Alicent, both smiling when they saw you. You apologized to your aunt and uncles and quickly walked over to your grandparents, helping Viserys sit down.

''Ah, (Y/N)... You look great!'' Viserys praised you, as soon as he sat down. You smiled at him and kissed his cheek in thanks.

Alicent pulled you into a tight hug, ''My husband is right, you look great. This shade of green suits you very well.'' She murmured and walked away hesitantly, adjusting your clothes. You kissed your face.

''Thanks. You look amazing too.'' She smiled in response and held your hands, squeezing them gently.

After a few minutes of talking to your grandparents, you walked over to your father and uncle, who were sitting next to each other. Laenor smiled widely and pulled you into a tight hug, not wanting to let go. He only let go when Daemon cleared his throat, irritated.

Laenor rolled his eyes and let go of you, staring at Daemon with an iron gaze. Daemon returned the same look and you acted quickly before they fought.

''Happy Solstice to you both.'' You said, twiddling your fingers nervously. Daemon smiled and patted you on the shoulder twice, pulling you into a hug. You hugged him back.

''Happy Solstice, my child.'' Laenor said after you and Daemon parted ways.

''Happy Solstice, (Y/N).'' Daemon said, looking at you softly. You thanked them and apologized as you left them, wanting to greet your other family members. You spotted Baela and Rhaena sitting near your brothers and quickly walked over to them.

''Finally. I thought you would never come and talk to us.'' Baela complained and got up from the chair and hugged you tightly, ''I missed you, cousin.''

You returned the hug tightly, smiling at her words, ''I missed you too, cousin.''

Rhaena cleared her throat and stood up, hugging you as you and Baela separated.

You smiled at the squeeze and said, ''I missed you too, Rhaena.''

Joffrey got out of his chair and jumped into your arms, laughing loudly when you caught him in a tight hug.

''You're getting too big for me to keep doing this.'' You laughed and rolled him over, placing him on the floor. Russing his dark hair, you smiled when he laughed. You hugged Luke, who seemed especially clingy today. Jace also hugged you tightly and wished you a Happy Solstice.

After talking for a while with your brothers and cousins, you went to greet your paternal grandparents. Rhaenys and Corlys were sitting next to Otto, oddly enough, and the three of them looked at you with affection.

''Grandmother.'' You kissed Rhaenys's cheek who kissed yours back.

''Grandpa.'' You hugged Corlys and he hugged you back and complimented the blue details on your outfit.

''Otto.'' You greeted your great-grandfather, who smiled warmly at you. He seemed relaxed and calm, more so than he normally was.

''Shall we have dinner in honor of this happy day?'' Viserys's loud voice sounded in the room and everyone focused on the King. There was a bit of tension about where you should sit, but you chose next to Viserys and Rhaenyra, who shook your hand under the table.

Servants brought silver trays loaded with delicious delicacies. Large roasts of meat browned on skewers, exuding a tantalizing aroma of exotic spices. Tables were adorned with fresh fruit, from crimson apples to juicy grapes, and freshly baked bread that looked like it had come straight from the oven.

Plenty of wine circulated among everyone and soon everyone was laughing and talking. Your heart felt lighter when you saw your entire family happy, getting along for the first time in a long time.

After the banquet, you all went to one of the rooms of the castle, where the gifts were. The exchange went well, you received gifts from everyone individually and you presented them with what you carefully chose. Ser Criston was present and you gave him a gift too, under the watchful eye of your family, a pure Valyrian steel sword. He smiled in thanks and said he would give you a gift later.

When it seemed like the exchange of gifts was over, Otto said, ''We have a special gift for you, (Y/N). From all of us.'' He gestured to your entire family, who looked on expectantly. You took the gift from his hand, a wooden box with gold details, which was well packaged.

As soon as you opened it, all the color in your face disappeared. It was a head, a human head. You felt like you were going to throw up when you recognized the head. Diane, your servant.

''W-What is this?!'' You groaned, the words stuck in your throat as you held the box, your legs shaking as terror invaded your body. Everyone seemed calm, even Viserys.

''This is our gift to you, my child.'' Rhaenyra said and approached you, placing a hand on your shoulder, ''To remind you not to approach anyone.''

''They can't be trusted,'' Alicent began to say, ''Diane couldn't be trusted. Criston was the one who cut off her head and Rhaenyra, Helaena and I cradled her. The choice of the box was Daemon's.''

They looked at you expectantly, as if they hoped you really liked the gift. Your hands were shaking so much that the box fell to the floor, Diane's severed head falling to the floor.

A perfect ending to a loving Winter Solstice with your family, from their perspective.

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blue-ephemeris · 3 months

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Yan!Parents Alicent and Viserys Headcannons (Platonic)

(Forgive me for any mistakes this is my first time)

Mention of death, suicide, obsessive, possessive behavior, manipulation, unhealthy father, force pregnancy, and not good writing.

Pairing: Platonic Alicent and Viserys × female reader

To be honest Alicent was looking forward to the arrival of her first child well Viserys was excited. She was still young to have a child but hoped it was a boy for Viserys duty.

When she first gave birth to you and hold you...she felt like she was at the end of the world. Childbirth hurted is what she always said but when she get to see you put in her arms she couldn't help to smile in joy.

Viserys wasn't mad that she gave birth to a girl but he was happy to hold you in his arms. He looked up at your lilac eyes, a combination of his white hair and Alicent brown hair he just couldn't help to cry a bit.

They both swear to themselves to always protect you and your innocence. They turn extremely protective when you grown up close to your marriagable age. Alicent wouldn't let nobody have you. You are HER child and nobody is going to take you away from her even if she have to manipulate you in the process.

Viserys wouldn't let NOBODY Absolute NOBODY disrespect you not even Rhaenrya or any of his family. He feels like he own you, like he's entitle to you since of his inner dragon (per Viserys saying). He would get rid of anybody that do wrong to you, he would even have his guards kill someone if you demand it.

Alicent wants to do as she says. She wants to control you (kinda like how her father did) and not really follow in her footsteps but for you to have a better life then her. She would go a little mad if you get her depending on how mildly it is. If it's a paper cut you'll get caring Alicent if you are seriously injured then you get crazy mad Alicent.

If you want any suitors then they would go through serious questions about them and their house and many other things. If you really like your suitor then they let you marry them only on one rule and that's to kill him if he hurt you in any way.

They would go thick and thin to do anything for you and I mean EVERYTHING. You want this? You can have it! You would get spoiled anytime they can get stuff. Now your suitor on the other hand....

They are just like your mother and father. Another hand to deal with but maybe a less crazy one. Oop nevermind he tried to kill Aegon and Aemond because they was kinda plotting on stealing you away.

He did forcefully get you pregnant and when he heard he was SO happy about it....a little. His plan kinda backfire now you are just giving your baby more time then giving him time with you.

Jealous Boi until you actually give him time in which they just melt in your hand.

Your parents on the other way is happy to have a grandchild despite Alicent having Aegon marry our Helaena and having children. Alicent and Helaena like to make things for them and Viserys just loves playing toys with them. Your brothers are jealous that they don't have their sister love anymore.

When the war started Alicent hid you away and wanted to protect you even if it cost her life. She would do anything to make sure you're safe.

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lady-ashfade · 10 months

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A Sign

Yan!Rhaenrya Targaryen x WhiteHind!Child!Reader. (Hinted Yan!Criston Cole)

The reader has antlers in this! Idk if females don’t have them, they do in this.

Warnings: Yandere tendencies, possession, obsession, over protective.

Her chest fell as she glanced over the woods from above, the camp ground filled with her people had put a weight on her chest. This time she was far away and no one could tell her she wasn’t worthy of the throne with just a look. Everyone looked at her now just as someone to be thrown aside for her new male brother, Aegon. Rhaenrya could leave without another word and maybe things could be better.

Cristin stood at her side with admiration in his eyes at her beauty even with blood coving her skin and clothes. She was perfect, she was smart and caring but ruthlessly and strong willed. She had raised him from the bottom and gave him a title and somewhere he could belong, he was grateful to no ends.

Sounds of soft footsteps and branches breaking broke the silence and caught the attention of the princess and the knight. Heads turning quickly a around to face what they had heard, criston ready to draw his sword to protect. But their eyes saw no threat at the sight in front of them but a wonder to see. Maybe they both had gone mad to cause them seeing what the did.

A small girl with long hair dropping off her shoulders and down to her back, a dirty dress that was once white turned brown with spots. The sun behind her made it clear as day to see the antlers on her head, beautiful patterns with waves and twisted. Her doe eyes that looked soft and curious as she stared at the pair, they had the same expression filled with wonder and confusion.

Rhaenrya new this was a sign. She could recall the men saying there was a stag in the woods and they called it a blessing from the gods. Slowly the princess hopped off her horse to walked towards the girl she had seen, criston waiting so someone could keep a eye on her. Inching closer it surprises them that she had not run away but slowly walked closer. “Can you speak?” The princess asked in a soft voice.

The small eyes blinked and her head nodded to the question. The princess stopped a few inches away and waited for the girl’s permission to come closer. Bending down she looked at the child and smiled sweetly, slowly extended her hand out and reached for the girl. “My name is Rhaenrya, what’s yours little one?”

The girl was you, a girl only knowing the woods and nature as your home. You never seen a human up close before, the animals had always welcomed you. The harmful creatures thought of you as a friend. “Y/n.” Your small voice answered her and stepped closer. Rhaenrya felt herself fall in a deep hole of love and obsession, the urge to protect you and place you above everything.

“Would you like to come with me, y/n? My kingdom does need something like you.” You blinked up at her and felt the wind blow and the ringing in your ears stop. Just this morning you had been miles away but something was calling you. She was must be your purpose in this life.

Eyes wondered and watched as Rhaenrya walked through the camp drenched in blood and covered in dirt. The cold expression on her face sent shivers down the spines of everyone who looked. Her father, the king, had stoped what he was doing as well as the queen. The princess only looked at them and then stopped herself and looked back at the horse of her protector. Her gaze made everyone follow and the people gasped in shocked.

You stepping down from the horse with the help of Cristin and looking like a blessing from the gods themselves. Everyone stood up and watched you walked through them. You felt nervous at all the eyes on you and whispering, but Rhaenryas eyes were reassuring and calling you to her which kept you grounded as you walked. Taking her hand in yours she walked into the tent to get cleaned up and to spend time with you.

The first thing she did was get you food and clean you up first, she would be so gentle with you. “Do you know how special you are little one?” She asked as the rage whipped the dirt off your cheek. You only shook your head. “I will show you in time, you are mine by the gods laws. They sent you to me in the darkest hour.” She leaned down to kiss your head and then continued to wash you up.

“No one will ever keep us apart”

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venus-maneater · 1 year

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a loyal dog’s reward. | yan! criston cole

soft yandere / obsessed au

fem! targaryen princess reader

synopsis. the knight’s death wasn’t convenient, but at least now you knew the lengths Ser Criston was willing to go for you.

part ii.

note; this is an au where rhaenyra/criston never happened ! he is reader’s sworn shield. reader is written with targaryen features and is kind of a sick and twisted brat (we stan). ALL CONTENT ON MY BLOG IS FICTIONAL.

WARNING(s): possessive/obsessive tendencies, violence, minor character death, unhealthy relationship dynamics, manipulation, age gap (reader is 19, criston is around 27), references to size difference, reader knows abt his tendencies and takes advantage of them, nsfw content but not full smut, allusions/references to sex, subby criston cole, dom-ish reader, praise-kink??, breeding kink??, mocking, usage of “dog”

“I know how you think of me.”

Do you really? Do you know how much he thinks of you, how he craves you? How he wants nothing more than to steal you away so no one else can ever see you again except him? He wants you to be his, only his. That’s all he wants.

“You can’t get me out of your head, can you, Ser Criston?”

He knows you emphasized his title on purpose; he was a member of the Kingsguard lusting after the Princess, and yet he couldn’t feel any guilt from behind the overwhelming desire he has for you. It’s not just lust, it’s so much more than lust. He wants you; mind, body, and soul. He wants you to look at him the way he looks at you. He wants to grow old with you and fill you up with babies. Babies that will have his dark hair and your violet eyes, or maybe even the opposite.

“You would do anything for me?”

Yes, gods yes he would. Ask for anything and its yours. Please, please, please ask something of him.

You’d noticed his peculiar behavior months ago, but you suppose it hadn’t gone far enough for you to say anything about it until now. You noticed how his eyes never left your figure if you were in the room, how he stiffened when you stood even remotely near another man, how he followed you around like a lost puppy. It was endearing at first, but tonight he had killed someone for you. Not only that, but he did it violently and in public. In all fairness, the hedge Knight was creepy and invasive, you didn’t like him. But Criston was a member of the Kingsguard, he couldn’t go around killing people just because he wanted to.

There was a tourney to celebrate your older sister Rhaenyra’s first pregnancy. She was married to Laenor around 6 months ago, so most of the family found it pleasant that she was already pregnant. Though, you knew it wasn’t Ser Laenor who was the father (or at least you assumed it wasn’t). You were rather close with your sister and her husband; you knew well what they got up to and what they didn’t. All was well for you, you found Ser Harwin to be a lovely friend.

Although Criston Cole was your sworn shield, you insisted he enter the tourney for the entertainment. Many had entered from all over Westeros, and your shield had always succeeded in physical competitions in the past.

“I’d just like to see you win.” You told him, batting your eyes. He was quick to obey your request at that.

Ser Criston received your favor right before his first round, and won the tournament just as you knew he would. A hedge knight from the Reach came in second place to your shield. He seemed nice enough and was a rather good sport about losing, but frankly he was annoying. He wouldn’t stop following Criston around, which eventually lead to him introducing himself to you as Tion Gracefeld. His presence didn’t bother you at first, but you could clearly tell how much Criston hated it.

After the event ended, there was celebration all throughout King’s Landing, so there was a bit of chaos on the short journey back to the Red Keep. Tion took advantage of this, trying to get closer to you. Of course, Criston was there to push him back each time, telling him “please give the princess some space” through gritted teeth.

His jealousy was a bit cute to you, so you let Ser Tion continue with his behavior. It wasn’t such a bother, but as you approached the castle, his words became less playful and more… sexual. Foul, even.

You couldn’t remember exactly what happened for certain, the violence was too quick, but you knew that he grabbed your arm before Ser Criston murdered him for it. The Dornish Kingsguard grabbed Tion, pulling him from you and throwing him to the ground. You were sure the beating was bad, considering it was enough for him to die from his injuries, but you refused to look.

Criston was eventually pulled off the man after a couple minutes, and now here he was. Sitting on the edge of your bed in front of you, hands and armor splattered in blood.

“Look at me.” You told him. You had to give him some credit, he listens to you so well, “Why did you do it? What made you angry enough to kill him?”

You could hear his breath hitch in his throat as you stepped closer, only to stop directly in front of him.

He took in a quick breath before answering, looking up at you with frustrated eyes, “He was talking to you like- like you were some… whore. There was no respect. He was trying— to touch you. I’m your sworn protector, Princess, I was only doing my job.”

He didn’t want you to know about his sick obsession with you, trying to hide it using his position as an excuse for his behavior. Unfortunately for him, it was incredibly obvious. You could tell how angry he still was from the interaction; his hands shaking, chest heaving, and jaw clenched.

“You know,” You started, looking down into Criston’s eyes and leaning closer to his face, “I didn’t really like the guy, myself. But you’ve gotten me into quite the situation. You should be charged for your crimes, I’m afraid.”

Even seated, he was so close to your height that you didn’t have to lean down much to meet at eye-level.

“I’m sorry, my Princess” was all that left him, drunk on the lack of space between you.

“That’s all you have to say?” You whispered, your breath hitting his lips. His pupils were blown impossibly wide, making you smile. As disturbing as this whole thing was, he was almost too attractive for you to care. Almost.

“I don’t want to be taken from you.” He whispered. He didn’t care that he killed someone, he wasn’t sorry, he just didn’t want to be forced to leave you. Tion deserved his wrath; he got too close to you.

You smiled slightly, standing back up to your full height. Using your knee, you pushed the man’s legs apart so you could stand between them. Your hands moved from your sides to his chest, “You won’t. I’ll fix it for you, I truly don’t mind. My father will believe me when I tell him Ser Tion was harassing me, and that you just stepped in to defend my honor.”

Criston gulped, taking in a deep breath to surround himself in your scent. He didn’t say a word.

Your hands slowly creeped up to his shoulders, then into his hair, “Do you ever think about kissing me, Ser Criston?”

His eyelids dropped slightly, the euphoria of your hands running through his locks reaching him.

“As your Princess, you’re sworn to tell me the truth.”

“Yes.” He closed his eyes, “Please, Princess. I am soiled with blood, I don’t want it touching you.”

“No? Then perhaps you should’ve exercised more self-control.” You quipped. Deciding to make things more difficult, you climbed into his lap, your knees on either side of his thighs. There was a lot less blood on his legs than on his chest or arms, but you could still feel a bit of it seeping into the gentle fabric of your silk dress. Good thing you were wearing red.

His eyes squeezed shut even tighter. Self-control you had said. Was this a test? Did you want him to sit still? Then he would. His bloodied hands were balled up in fists beside him.

“You defend me fiercely,” You said. “kind of like a dog, don’t you think.”

It wasn’t a real question, he knew you were just mocking him for his behavior. You knew about him. You know how sick he is for you.

“My fierce dog,” You grinned, “protecting me from any man that speaks his filthy words to me.”

You were perfect, so perfect. His goddess.

“Do you want a reward for your behavior? For protecting me?” You asked. Criston was amusing to you. It was boring at court, having so many people try to flatter themselves into gaining your favor, men trying to marry you for power. But Criston Cole was different; he was genuinely dedicated to you. As a member of the Kingsguard, he had nothing to gain from being with you.

“Reward?” He rasped, his eyes fluttering open, curious. You had never look so pretty as you did in this moment; smiling at him whilst sat atop his lap.

“Yes, a reward. I can give you a kiss, if you’d accept?”

“A kiss?” He questioned, shocked at your proposal.

You giggle at him, moving close enough that your noses are touching, “Is that a ‘no’? Do you not want a kiss from your princess?”

He does. He really does. But how could he dare dishonor you by accepting? A Princess of the realm should not be kissing her guard. Your reputation would be ruined if anyone were to find out.

“Can’t.” He eventually sputtered, his forehead resting against yours.

“And why not? Do you not fantasize about it? What other fantasies do you have?”

His eyes were squeezed shut, but he could hear the smirk in your voice. “I— yes, but Princess….” He cut himself off before he finished, you must save your affections for your future husband.

He held back a snarl; he didn’t want you to have a future husband, at least not one that wasn’t him. But he was not allowed to be married and even if he were, he was not high-born like you. Your father would never approve.

“Answer me, Cole, tell me what you imagine occurring between us.” You were getting frustrated with him, this was supposed to be easy, “Look back up at me properly.”

He did as you said and more; finally letting his urges control him, he pushed his lips to yours. His hands, the blood now beginning to dry and stick, gripped at your waist tightly. You gasped into his mouth, quick to reciprocate with your hands pulling at his dark locks.

“‘Think about marrying you,” he muttered against your lips, “keeping you safe, an’ you thanking me all pretty. So pretty, you’re perfect.”

Placing your hand flat on his chest, you pull away by just an inch, “Thanking you, huh? Is that what you want?”

“‘Just want you to love me. Want you to be mine, just for me. I could— I can give you anything, just ask. We can leave here— and be together—!”

You giggled, “You’re getting too excited, Ser Criston. I’m a princess, you know.”

“There— there are places, my Love,” he let out a shocked huff as you pushed him onto his back, “in Essos, where titles do not matter.”

“Is that so?” You moved up his body before settling on his stomach, which was still covered in tainted armor. “And what would we do there? Build a farm? Have babies?”

“Yes.” A part of him could tell you were only teasing, but it was overshadowed by the part of him yearning for a life with you.

You slowly bent down, your body flush against his, and whispered into his ear, “You want to put a few babies in me?”

Not thinking, he reached up a hand and held the back of your head to keep you in place, “More than a few. They’ll inherit your beauty, my Love.”

“Mmm,” You grabbed his hand and sat back up, “your eyes and my hair?”

“Or the opposite.”

Laughing, you tilted your head back, still gripping his right hand between yours. Your laugh eventually subsided with a happy sigh, and you looked back at him. You had so much power over the big man laying happily beneath you, it was funny. He was staring at you obediently, waiting for you to say or do something. Slowly, you slid the black glove off his fingers and pulled his hand up to your lips. He watched as you placed soft kiss to each of his bruised knuckles. His hand was so large beside your features.

“I’m quite fond of you. What should I do if my father refuses to see reason and executes you for your crimes?” It wouldn’t happen, you both knew. But he was happy to entertain your questions, just so long as you were talking to him and touching him.

“I would only ask that I’d be buried where you can visit. I do not desire to be far from you, even in death.” His hand gripped yours tightly at that.

As morbid as the conversation was getting, Criston had never felt so good. You were truly seeing him in this moment, and you didn’t even mind his sickness. You weren’t afraid, you liked it, even. You liked that he would so easily kill for you and how he’d die for you without issue just as long as you would keep him in death.

You hummed in satisfaction, “You’re giving me very good answers, are you sure you aren’t trying to trick me?”

“I would never deceive you.” He sat up, suddenly serious. His quick movements shook you physically, but you didn’t seem surprised. In order to hold on and keep from falling as you slid back down to his lap, one of your arms wrapped its way around his neck.

You snickered at his reaction, placing a short kiss to his lips, “‘Was only a jest. I know you would never do such a thing. You would never upset me, would you?”

“No.” He whispered, kissing from your lips, down to your jaw softly, “I love you.”

“How much?” You breathed, your eyes fluttering shut.

“More than anything— anyone.” He kept going, sure to reach every bit of open space he could, “You are the very center of my existence, nothing else matters. You’re everything to me. I want you like this forever.”

“Forever? No matter what I do to you?”

His mouth was now below your ear, gently sucking a mark into your skin, “You can do no wrong, my Love, everything you bring me is a gift.”

There were droplets of red still on his face and neck from the blood splatter, but you didn’t mind. Neither of you seemed to care any longer about the gore; the way your red dress was now soaked in it from touching his armor.

You still hadn’t yet released his right hand, and he never dared to pull away. Humming from the pleasure, you slowly brought his hand to rest on your thigh. He immediately adjusted himself so that his fingertips were digging into the soft skin, afraid to move otherwise. Very slowly, you began to rock your hips against him. You could hear his already intense breathing pick up.

“And if my father decides to marry me off?” You whisper into his neck.

Criston lifts his head, dark obsessive eyes boring into your own, “Then I shall kill whatever Lord he chooses.”

- venus

#criston cole x reader #yandere hotd #yandere criston cole #dark criston cole #obsessive criston cole #criston cole #hotd x reader #targaryen reader #targaryen oc #yandere x reader #dark! hotd #hotd smut #house of the dragon #game of thrones #fire and blood #yandere got #got x reader #yandere house targaryen

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del-thetiredwriter · 1 year

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Saintess of Dragons part 1

Part 2

Yandere/dark Targaryens-Velaryons x female modern reader

English is my second language

Gif is not mine

“My lady, Prince Daemon has informed that he wishes to see you.”

You put the paintbrush on the table at the voice of the maid.

"I understand. Help me get dressed. Do not touch the canvas, place the materials in their usual places, and finally, no one enters my study while I am away.”

As you passed through the corridors of the court , you saw the officials rushing in for the celebrations. It was that time of the year. The day everyone loved but you hated: "Rising Star Celebrations".

A new Star rose in the sky 11 years ago tonight, a Star never seen before, brighter than any other. That night, the dragons roared in unison as if celebrating someone's arrival, and the 'gods' sent a savior, a saint.

That saint was you. When you woke up one night, you found yourself in a bed in the Red keep, surrounded by council members and the royal family. You couldn't believe your ears when they explained their situation to you.

The whole thing was like a terrible joke. You really were in the book 'war and blood' that you read. Of course it sounds like amazing thing that living in your favorite series but actually it wasn’t.

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You finally arrive in the room where Daemon is waiting for you.

“You took a long time to come.”

" There's nothing can be done. I'm busy" you said expressionlessly

“You look the same. Like I saw you 11 years ago tonight. You're still the same except for your clothes and that expression on your face. Indeed, as expected from the Saintess sent by the gods, the gods love you so much that they don't let time change you. You never age."

Daemon said, that look in his eyes that you don't like. He was staring at it like a Hunter looks at his prey.

“Are you jealous? Unlike you, I will always remain young and beautiful” You replied.

A laugh broke out from Daemon at your words.

“How are Laena and the girls?” you asked.

"They are good . They arrive in Kingslanding tomorrow. You know Laena is pregnant so she can't come directly on the dragon.”

“Yes,” you whispered.

‘She will die soon. Just like everyone’ you thought.

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“Where have you been! You have to get ready for the night,” Rhaenyra said in a sweet angry voice.

“I was with Daemon. ” You said as Rhaenyra combed your hair.

“Daemon? Did he do or say anything strange to you?” Rhaenyra asked.

“Here's the usual Daemon. He didn't say anything very important." You said.

A deep sigh came from Rhaenyra. She looked sadly at your reflection in the mirror. She placed her chin on your shoulder and wrapped her arms around your waist.

"Rhaenyra?"

" You are very beautiful. Tonight is a special night that brought you to us, to me, but sometimes when I look at you, it feels like you will leave me at any moment. It's like you're going back to where you came from."

You didn't know what to say at Rhaenyra's words. She was right, you still wanted to go 'home', but you didn't know how. Living here in this world was exhausting and dangerous. You were afraid to change the future at the slightest mistake. You hated see peoples deaths and misery but order to stay alive and make sure future stays same you had to.

“Sometimes I want to lock you in a place where no one can find you, not even the gods, so you can’t leave me ” Rhaenyra whispered.

"What did you say?" You didn't hear what Rhaenyra said.

" Nothing . Now we have to go ." Said Rhaenyra, and you went to the celebrations together.

#yandere hotd #yandere house of the dragon #dark house of the dragon #dark hotd #dark hotd x reader #yandere house of the dragon x reader #hotd fanfic #yandere house targaryen #yandere rhaenrya targaryen #yandere daemon targaryen #yandere daemon targaryen x reader #daemon targaryen x reader

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anxiousnerdwritings · 14 days

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👀🤔What about the first wielders of Valyrian steel swords? I mean imagine Reader being the first wielder of (for example) Dark Sister? Sure it would be many years ago before Visenya wielding a Dark Sister, but I can’t help but imagine it.

😱🤩*gasp* what if Dream!Reader was the one who wielded Dark Sister? I’m pretty sure many Targaryens would fight for the sword. Yan!platonic!Targaryens who wields/wielded Dark Sister would be smug about it.

What do you think about it? I have many ideas of this concept and I’m willing to share them with you.

If Dark Sister was originally Dream!Reader’s from the beginning then there’s no doubt in my mind that that sword would be even more special than it already was in canon. Everybody would want to wield it for themself but especially House Targaryen. They’re the only ones who deem themselves worthy of possessing it but even then not every Targaryen would be deserving of it in the eyes of other Targaryens. You can bet there would be a lot of backstabbing and stealing from each other in the effort to be the one to have Dream!Reader’s Dark Sister in their hands. At that rate, by the time Dream!Reader pops up back in Westeros their beloved Valyrian sword would be absolutely lost. Or maybe it’s just so well hidden no one actually knows where it is.

This did get me thinking of Dream!Reader having their very own Valyrian weapon in general, I feel like that would make it even more special. Maybe Blackfyre and Dark Sister were originally the Reader’s too but they gifted them to Aegon and Visenya while keeping the third one for themself. I also like to imagine the Valyrian weapon that is specifically Dream!Reader’s isn’t a sword at all, maybe even something more unique. Could you imagine Dream!Reader running around the world of ASOIAF with Valyrian brass knuckles or Valyrian nunchucks??? That would be kind of wild. Or Dream!Reader’s Valyrian weapon is just some random object from our word, like a fucking golf club or something like that.

I also think that as much as quite a few Targaryens would want nothing more than to be the weirder of Dream!Reader’s beloved weapon, Dream!Reader’s weapon (along with a plethora of their other belongings) would end up in a makeshift museum/hall of fame revolving all around Dream!Reader. All of their stuff would stay there until the day Dream!Reader returns. At least until someone steals whatever before the Reader comes back cause you know it’ll happen.

Imagine yandere!House Targaryen’s reactions to thinking that Dream!Reader’s beloved Valyrian weapon was lost with them whenever they’d disappear from the world of Westeros, only to one day see someone from one of the other great houses with Reader’s weapon in their possession. Or any of Dream!Reader’s belongings in general. To say it would be a shitshow is an understatement.

#anxious answers #yandere house targaryen #yandere game of thrones concept #yandere house of the dragon concept #yandere concept

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gulnarsultan · 1 year

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Some funny stuff for Yandere Targaryens.

Yandere husband Maegor watches his wife socialize with others.

This is how each yandere Targaryen husband (or wife) watches over his precious wife.

Aegon (Conqueror) and Visenya fight to spend more time with their precious wives.

This is how Maegor is when his precious wife is not with him.

Yandere husband Aegon (conqueror) and his precious wife, Lady Targaryen.

Yandere Conquerors. Aegon, Maegor, Visenya. When one of their precious wives approaches.

Yandere husband Maegor, Lady Targaryen and their children.

Yandere Conquerors: Aegon, Maegor, Visenya. Lady Targaryen.

Yandere husband Aegon, Lady Targaryen, yandere husband Maegor.

Yandere Conquerors Aegon, Visenya and Lady Targaryen.

Yandere husbands Aegon (conqueror) and Maegor and Lady Targaryen.

Lady Targaryen and her children.

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lunarmoonanons · 1 year

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Little Rose

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Yandere Maegor x Tyrell reader.

TW: Birthing scene. Most likely inaccurate.

Sequel

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Masterlist

YN tugged and played with the ends of her hair as the carriage road fast back to the Reach. Her father decided to ship her back home when they heard that King Maegor was searching for another wife, not wanting his youngest daughter to fall victim to the cruel king.

YN was the youngest of all her siblings, all her sisters were married and had many children. She was rumored to be from a very fertile line of women. And Maegor was looking for a fertile woman to carry on his line. YN fathers would not have her subjected to a life of pain and forced breeding, not his small rose. YN had no objections, she loved Highgarden; the roses, the trees, the grass, everything. Kingslanding was too ugly. It was only her trip that caused her worry. Maegor would not be pleased to hear that fathers were sending their daughters from court.

The carriage shook her occasionally as YN looked out the opening at the grass and sky. Peering for a large black dragon that would come down and snatch her away. Her aunt frowned at her fingers that tangled around the ends of her hair.

“Calm down girl. We’re miles away from the capital, and besides, we weren’t the only carriage to leave. What would Maegor do? Hunt every family that left his bloody red keep?” Her aunt tried to reassure her. YN twirled her ends again.

“That’s exactly what he’d do.” YN whispered, before turning to her aunt and grabbing her hand. “If he does find us, let him take me. I can’t let you get hurt because of me.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, YN. I wouldn;t let that man touch you.” Her thought was interrupted by the shaking ground. A roar ripped through the sky, the carriage shook under the sound making YN jump in her seat. She dare not look out to see the monster that looked for her. YN’s aunt reached forward and pulled the girl into her arms, YN’s face flush against her neck and she smoothed her hair down. “Shush YN. Don’t panic.”

“He’s here.” YN whispered.

And it was true. The air shook with a loud boom as Maegor landed Balerion the dread in front of the rose decorated carriage. His prize was seated there, she almost got away and he almost had to burn down all of Highgarden to attain her. But the beautiful rose was caught just in time, in an open road way. No real threatening guards were around her, the few that stood around ran at the sight of Balerion. Maegor scoffed, jumping down from his saddle and walking forward to the carriage. One door opened and his beautiful rose was pushed out by her aunt. The middle aged woman screaming for her to run, but her cries were silenced at the sight of Maegor and his sword.

YN turned around just in time to see the Valyrian blade pierce through her aunt’s chest. “NO!” She cried, tears immediately slipping down her cheeks. He stepped toward her slowly, sword bloody in his hand, YN did not know whether she was going to be killed or assaulted by him. Both equally frightening her. “Are you going to kill me too?”

“Not at all little rose. I want you alive for what I have planned next for us.” He reached forward and grabbed her smaller arm. Wrenching her forward into his arms, his grasp tight around her body. “You are beautiful. Just like your family is. You will give me beautiful children.”

With that he dragged the crying girl to his dragon, rolling his purple eyes at her fighting. She’d learn to accept her role as queen.

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Months later, YN was largely pregnant. It had been 9 months of torture, and YN had her stomach to prove it. She didn’t look like she was carrying one child, but many. Maegor’s chest puffed with pride at the possibility of multiple children at once. YN begged the gods to let it only be one child, birthing one was something she could handle but multiple? YN didn’t think she could handle it.

Once her pregnancy was appearing to last longer than any of the others, she became his most favored queen. He had roses imported from Highgarden so that the gardens of the keep would be familiar to her. But nothing came without a cost, each gift had the looming threat of ‘I gave you what you want, now give me a son.’

Today was another day YN spent looking over the waters from the garden, the prickling eyes of the guards watched her closely. Her hands absentmindedly rubbed her protruding belly. Trying to calm her restless child, or children. They kick so much nowadays.

“Please be a girl. Just one girl. Please.” YN begged whatever god was listening. Suddenly there was a pain from her stomach, and the feeling of trickling water dripped from between her legs. YN leaned forward in pain, she wanted to call the guard but another pain kicked through her.

With a yelp from YN, she fell to her knees from the quickening pain. They weren’t happening in between minutes like her sisters said it would, but in between seconds. The guards rushed forward, clocking the water on the ground and rushing her to her rooms. The pains kept coming quicker and quicker, and it felt like something was falling down from her womb. YN managed to get to her rooms when the first child started to make their way out. A maid had rushed forth and grabbed the babe when it fell from her legs.

A little boy screamed and cried in her arms. YN couldn’t enjoy the birth of her son as another contraction of pain ripped through her. The second babe came as quick as his brother did, the two cried and screamed in the warms of the maids. The final child took longer to arrive, the pains lasted around an hour or two, but it felt like years. Finally with a cry, YN pushed out a little girl. She tried to look at her children as the afterbirth was forced out of her womb.

Finally YN fell back onto the bed. Stomach still round, and legs aching. She reached for her children as the maids placed her two boys beside her and the girl on her chest. YN sobbed in relief as the babies stared with large eyes at their mother. She was spared the looks of the guards as her maids smiled and chuckled with joy for her. One rubbed her son’s head, as another placed a wet cloth to YN’s forehead. But her joyous moment did not last, as her husband barged into the room and barked at the maids to leave. He came forth and picked up both boys, glee on his face.

“You’ve done so well my rose. Two boys, what an achievement.” He flickered his purple eyes down to the baby girl that rested on YN’s chest. “And a girl. You are quick perfect.”

“I am relieved that it is finally over.” YN breathed.

“For now. I’ll need more boys soon. We can’t let our line fall.” Maegor declared. Ignoring her fresh tears that welled her eyes. YN didn’t know if she could survive another round of this, and if this was to be her life then she didn’t believe in the gods anymore.

This wasn’t fair.

#yandere maegor #maegor the cruel #maegor targaryen #maegor x reader #asoiaf #asoiaf x reader #yandere asoiaf #fire and blood #house targaryen #yandere house targaryen

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llonelygoddess · 5 months

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#yandere #male yandere #soft yandere #game of thrones #yandere x reader #game of thrones preferences #got x reader #got fanfiction #got headcanons #yandere got #yandere game of thrones #game of thrones fanfiction #game of thrones x reader #yandere hotd #hotd #house of the dragon #yandere house of the dragon #yandere house targaryen

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tamayakii · 7 months

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is it time i write darling claiming a dragon?? 👀 i’ll let y’all vote which dragon below

#their angel au #yandere hotd #yandere house targaryen #yandere house of the dragon #yandere hotd x reader #hotd x reader #yandere house of the dragon x reader #yandere house hightower #yandere #yandere x reader

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kawaiithinglover · 1 year

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Old friends and hatred

Read this first 👇

Summary: Alicent's old friends Aelinor, and Elaena (Oc's) come to visit her feeling happy to see her friends she decided to have tea with them. Alicent thinking nothing will go wrong but something does go wrong. Aegon bullies Y/n as a joke, and making comments about her as a joke. Everything goes wrong on a very special day.

Tw: arguing, (Aegon and Aemond), drama, and fighting.

Female Y/n

In this chapter they are still young Aemond is 8 and Aegon is whatever age he is.

The necklaces 👇

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Aemond woke up feeling happy to finally see Y/n today. He can finally give her this necklace he got for her. It's a Ruby necklace with a dragon on it. He even brought two of them for her. He knew it was a special day today for Y/n and he wanted to give her something for it.

"Aemond darling Y/n is here!" Alicent yelled as Aemond gets dressed. "Coming!" Aemond yelled back getting out of his chamber. "Hi Aemond!" Y/n said hugging Aemond as he hugged back. "I have a special surprise for you Y/n" Aemond said. "What is it?" Y/n asked wanting to know. "I can't give it to you yet Y/n. I wanna give it to you later" Aemond said as Y/n just nodded her head.

"Have you seen Aegon yet? I wanna give him a hello" Y/n asked as Aemond shook his head 'no'. "Oh okay then. I guess I have to find him later. Anyways come on I wanna show you something!" Y/n said pulling Aemond outside somewhere. "Where are we going?" Aemond asked. "My secret place! Only for me and you." Y/n said. "Really?" Aemond asked excited. "Yes!" Y/n said back.

"You have to promise not to tell anyone about this" Y/n said stopping at the sea. "I promise" Aemond said back. "Hey!" Aegon yelled coming closer to Y/n and Aemond. "What are you doing here?" Y/n asked. "You can do this. It's just a prank she will be fine" Aegon said in his mind as he slapped Y/n. "Aegon!" Aemond yelled as he pushed Aegon and stood in front of Y/n in a protective way.

"Y/n are you okay!?" Aemond asked as Y/n had tears in her eyes. "No I'm not fine....I have to go...." Y/n said as she ran back towards her parents. "What is wrong with you Aegon!" Aemond yelled. "I'm sorry....I was just a prank I thought she would slap me back...." Aegon said. "A prank!? That's not a prank that's too much!" Aemond yelled.

With Alicent and her friends

"So....Yeah that happened" Aelinor said as she shrugged her shoulders. "That's bad.....I'm sorry for you" Alicent said feeling sad for her friend. "Yeah....But it's fine he wants her and not me." Aelinor said drinking her tea. "Well-" Your mom was about to say I until you came running to her crying. "Darling what's wrong?!" Your mom asked picking you up to hold you in her arms.

"Aegon slapped me for no reason momma" You said voice breaking. Alicent eyes widened she knows how Aegon is but he will at least have a reason to do so. "Are you sure Y/n? Aegon always has a reason to do something like that" Alicent asked trying not to be rude."Yes I'm sure" Y/n said back turning her head to face Alicent.

"Are you trying to say that I'm lying?" Y/n asked. "Well....Kinda...I mean he has reasons to do that kind of thing. He won't just do it because he wants even if it's a good friend of his" Alicent said as your mom looked at her offended. "Okay guys I sense something bad is about to happen so calm down" Elaena said.

"No. She is trying to say that my daughter is lying about something like that! My daughter never lies about that kind of thing!" Your mom yelled standing up getting ready to leave with you. "Well Aegon is with his friend's that's why I don't believe her!" Alicent then said standing up.

"Momma let's just go...." Y/n said. "Okay my darling go to the dragon." Your mom said as you left and she turned around to face Alicent. "And you Alicent! Don't ever send a Raven to me or ever speak to me again." Your mom said as she left. "Fine! I won't!" Alicent yelled as your mom left.

"You know what? We have to go to sorry Ali" Elaena and Aelinor said leaving. "Okay bye!" Alicent said waving at them. When they left she was all alone feeling sorry for calling her best friend kid a liar.

"Can you go get Aegon for me" Alicent asked a guard who nodded then left. "Aegon did you hit Y/n?" Alicent asked as Aegon walked in. "I-I hit her...It was supposed to be a prank" Aegon said looking down in shame. "So she was right....." Alicent said in her head. "Okay thank you Aegon you can go" Alicent said then Aegon left.

"I wanted to marry Y/n first Aemond" Aegon said looking at the sky sadness in his eyes. "Yeah but your fault that she had to leave. Now we don't know if she ever going to be our friend again" Aemond said his voice filled with sadness and hatred.

"Maybe if I didn't do the prank maybe everything would have been fine.." Aegon said looking down. "It's all my fault. I always make mistakes...." Aegon add on. "It's fine everything will be fine Aegon....We will have her no matter what." Aemond said trying to comfort his older brother.

#aegon targaryen x reader #yandere aegon targaryen #aemond the kinslayer #aemond imagine #aemond targaryen #aegon x reader #house of the dragon fanfic #house of dragons #house of the dragon x reader #series #house of the dragon imagine #house targaryen #daemon targaryen #aemond x reader #aemond targaryen x you #yandere house targaryen #yandere house of the dragon

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aphroditelovesu · 5 months

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Yandere Team Black Headcanons (Platonic)

''There is no war so hateful to the gods as a war between kin, and no war as bloody as a war between dragons.'' — Rhaenys Targaryen, the Queen Who Never Was.

❝ 🐉 — lady l: I needed to get this out of my mind, so here it is. It's more focused on the Black Council, so only they appear, but if anyone wants, I can do it with the other allies of the Blacks. I hope you like it and forgive me for any mistake! 🖤❤️

❝tw: obsessive and possessive behavior, mention of murder, unhealthy platonic relationships, messy writing.

❝🐉 pairing: yandere!team black x gender neutral!reader.

After the death of King Viserys I Targaryen, the Seven Kingdoms was divided into two factions. The Greens, who supported the succession of Aegon II Targaryen, son of Queen Alicent Hightower and Viserys, and there were the Blacks, who supported the succession of Rhaenyra Targaryen, the first woman to be chosen as heir to the Iron Throne and the legal heir of Viserys. There were these two sides to the war and you were a supporter of the Blacks, of Rhaenyra.

Your family had long ago sworn loyalty to Rhaenyra and you would not dishonor that oath. You would fight alongside the Blacks and follow the Queen to the death if necessary. You would protect her and defend her honor until your last breath. It was this oath that you swore and it was what brought you to meet her face-to-face, along with the other members of her family who supported her.

Rhaenyra received your support with great enthusiasm and affection, smiling at you and hugging you, saying how much it meant to know that you, and your family, stayed true to their oath. She hugged you tightly, and you melted into the Black Queen's tight embrace.

She was so kind, just like the stories said. You were proud to call her the Queen. Rhaenyra touched your cheeks warmly and introduced you to the rest of her supporters, her family. Rhaenyra quickly became attached to you, developing her obsession and becoming possessive and protective. She doesn't want anything to hurt you. She had already lost too much.

You were introduced to Daemon Targaryen first, Rhaenyra's husband and prince consort. He was a little skeptical of you at first, looking strangely like he was sizing you up and your intentions. Which in fact, he was doing. After deciding you weren't a threat, Daemon was more open and welcomed you.

He wasn't the kind of person you wanted to mess with. Always so cruel and using violence to resolve conflicts, Daemon is not easy to deal with. But you can deal with him in the right way, being his listener and eventually his friend. Someone he can truly trust. Very possessive and short-tempered, Daemon doesn't hesitate to claim you for himself and will burn alive anyone who says anything about it.

Rhaenys Targaryen, the Queen Who Never Was, was all the stories said. Stormy yet with a gentleness and grace you had never seen before. She was courteous and distant at first, as you would expect a princess to be. But as she got to know you, the more Rhaenys opened up and trusted you.

She is very protective of you, Rhaenys does not want you to fight, preferring you to become part of the council and act solely as a strategist. The war was very dangerous and she wasn't going to risk your life. Not when she already liked you so much and had already lost her two beloved children.

Corlys Velaryon became close to you quickly. You met him when he was still in bed, injured. Rhaenys was the one who introduced you to him and he quickly warmed up to you. He smiled in gratitude every time you helped him feed or get out of bed. His eyes seemed to always follow you, with affection shining in them.

He could see what his wife saw in you. Something new, something lasting. When he had doubts about whether or not he should join the Blacks, you convinced him and he found himself admiring you even more for your loyalty. Corlys knew he had to protect you. You were so pure for this world and the war that was to come. He couldn't let something bad happen to you.

Jacaerys Velaryon took a liking to you at first sight, warming up to you and becoming the linchpin of his mother and brothers' obsession with you. He saw a lot of himself in you for some reason and enjoyed your company immensely. Jace is always asking for your approval, trying to please you in any way.

He is quite protective and this only intensified after the deaths of people dear to him. Jacaerys enjoys reading to you and would love to teach you High Valyrian if you wish. When he becomes King, he would love to name you his Hand.

Lucerys Velaryon became especially close to you after you arrived in Dragonstone. Not just because you supported his family, but because you were you. So kind and so loyal, he was immediately attracted to you and started following you like a baby duck. Luke loves spending time with you, reading, or when you watch him train with swords. Just your presence is enough.

He is very possessive and clingy towards you, constantly wanting your attention and approval. Lucerys does his best to be with you, clinging to your arms, as if he were hiding behind you.

Joffrey Velaryon is the baby of the Velaryon family, so young and unaware of what is happening. He usually stays close to you, holding your hand and looking at you with curiosity and affection. It's common to see him following you through the hallways of Dragonstone.

Although young, Joffrey is very intelligent and is possessive of your attention, often fighting with his brothers for it. He wants you with him all the time, close and protecting him.

Baela Targaryen is fearless and a free spirit, much like her father. She approached you firmly and quickly, encouraged by her grandmother and father. She really liked you and you quickly became friends with you.

She is quite demanding when it comes to you, Baela has a tendency to get angry quickly but she never stays with you. She likes it and is very patient and calm, smiling charmingly and holding your hand affectionately. Quite possessive, she will often get into fights to defend you.

Rhaena Targaryen is more delicate and calm than her older sister, all gentle and sweet. She is more courteous and also less demanding, taking whatever she can get and inwardly happy when you approach her of your own free will.

She's more subtle in her obsession, watching you from the corners of her eyes and smiling sweetly when she thinks no one is looking. Rhaena takes every opportunity to be close to you. She loves dancing and would be honored if you wanted to dance with her.

The Blacks cared deeply about you. Not just the Targaryen and Velaryon family, but others as well. The Lords and knights also created their own obsession with you and they knew they must protect you at any cost. Especially when you were the pillar of that faction.

They will go against anyone who dares to hurt you. Ready to destroy and burn, the Targaryens have no qualms about getting rid of anyone who threatens your life. The Velaryon fleets are at your disposal at any time and always ready to protect you.

They would only become even more suffocating after Lucerys' death. They had already lost him, they couldn't lose you. There's no way you can leave Dragonstone alone. Always accompanied by one of them or of guards.

You have become important to them. Important to the Black Queen and her allies. You have become their obsession. They would rather raze King's Landing, and burn the Iron Throne than lose you.

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blue-ephemeris · 3 months

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Hey! Can I get a nsfw Daemon x wife poc fem reader. In which they are spending a few days with Rhaenyra and the children in Dragonstone and one night, during a night walk on the beach things heat up. Just loving, intimate and comforting sex on the beach under the moonlight, please?

Sure! I would start working on it soon.

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lady-ashfade · 10 months

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Okay so hear me out. What if Yan!lucerys twin had white hair and looked like his mother more than Harwin?

AWE SO CUTE! Love this idea!

Silver hair.

Lucerys Velaryon x Fem!Twin!Reader

Bound by birth.- Twin!Reader to the boys.

Small hc

Warnings: Obsession, possession, yandere tendencies, jealousy, and this being short.

The boy is smitten by you from a young age, his dear twin sister. Of course he has always felt a special connection between the two of you, just a natural pull. He also saw how beautiful you were like a true targaryen should be and is a little jealous at first. The white hair that shines just like your mother’s is hard to come to terms with, why does he have brown hair? Jace and him don’t look much like Rhaenrya or Laenor and he is confused.

He played with it all the time from a young age, he likes how it feels and looks. Yes, he has made you throw it over his head to see what he would look like with true silver hair. But he loves everything about you and this is just a plus.

However the color of your hair makes it less for people to comment but they still do anyway. “At least she has more velaryon then the other’s.” After a few years he realizes that you guys are bastards and that explains the brown hair, so this comes into play with him being more obsessed over you.

He thinks your somehow more worthy of him just by how beautiful you look. The hair of a princess, the beautiful face and soft skin, to the way you breath. Can’t believe that he gets to call himself your twin and one day future husband. I mentioned in my twin post that he loves to braid your hair and it’s the same thing here, learns how to do a traditional Targaryen hair style.

Lucerys has his hand in your hair all the time, twirling it with his fingers to calm himself down or does it subconsciously. Praise you for it each day and tells you how beautiful you are.

When he was younger he would hate that you look more like alicents kids then his sibling and that pushed him farther to keep you away. And when you moved he was happy that it could just be your family together, no more Aegon or Aemond.

Lucerys is just so obsessive and adorable.

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venus-maneater · 1 year

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yan! conquerors | visenya, aegon i, rhaenys

general yandere headcanons !

implied fem reader ! (no pronouns used)

note; this takes place before, during, and after the conquest of Westeros (before Rhaenys’ death), so it’s a bit open-ended and this can be viewed an au where she doesn’t die !

WARNING(s): obsessive/possessive tendencies, implied grooming, unhealthy relationship dynamics, abusive behavior, implied kidnapping and Stockholm syndrome, mentions of war and various forms of violence

Because Aegon refuses any marriage offers from other houses (due to already having 2 wives and not desiring another), you likely meet the three differently. I would say their top pick in a darling would be someone from a lesser house that’s sworn to Dragonstone.

you’re a bit younger than the three, and they quickly grow attached to you. At first they viewed you as maybe a little sibling or even a pet, but the affection they have for you eventually becomes romantic, especially once they decide to conquer Westeros. You first came to Dragonstone at around 15 years old (Rhaenys being 18, Aegon being 19, and Visenya being 21).

Rhaenys was quick with her affection towards you, immediately infatuated by your genuine kindness. She, of course, has you accompany her almost everywhere after only a few days of knowing you. Visenya starts calling you “Rhaenys’ pet”

Aegon is easily influenced by Rhaenys, so her endless praise of you rubs off on him pretty quick. He comes to view you just as fondly as his younger sister does, requesting for you to watch him train and join them all in their daily activities.

Visenya and Aegon train often together, and the two of you really meet because of Rhaenys and Aegon always dragging you along. She dislikes how they cling to you and takes upon herself to shied you from them, not wanting you to be too overwhelmed. She stops calling you a pet after a week because she now understands her siblings’ feelings.

Visenya may be your favorite for a little while because of this; she outwardly respects your time and individuality more than her younger siblings.

but after just a few weeks of knowing you, all three become fussy about you; wanting to control your schedule and refusing to do their duty without your presence. Even something as simple as eating a meal, they won’t do it unless you’re there to join them.

they do, however, keep you out of politics or any kind of war planning. They all think it’s too violent or serious for you to be listening.

you are not allowed anywhere near the dragons at this point, mostly because of Aegon’s paranoia that something bad could happen (this greatly upsets Rhaenys, as she wants to ride Meraxes with you)

when they aren’t with you, they keep you heavily guarded and switch out your guards as much as they can to prevent you from making friends with them

If they’re apart, they each want you alone. This leads to arguments and eventual agreements where they alternate days with you. This is the time in which they’re the most clingy, even Visenya.

They’re all slightly aware of their tendencies, but don’t care at all. They’re much nicer to you than what they see in most relationships, so they fail to see the issue. You could be up North, married to an abusive Bolton, but you’re not; you’re with them.

The three were already married by the time you joined them (although they didn’t behave that way) and their parents were dead, making Aegon Lord of Dragonstone

with your family sworn to the Targaryens, the three can control you pretty easily, although you may not realize it. As different as they are, they make an incredible team and can be as subtle as they need to.

(Also Rhaenys is def a gaslighter) “What do you mean you think we’re purposefully sabotaging your family visits? That’s crazy omg I can’t believe you would think so low of us”

They absolutely sabotage any visits with your family unless they can be there as well. They’re pretty paranoid about your father trying to betroth you to a Lord or King (which is something they’ll definitely put an end to, one way or another)

Rhaenys is able to talk your father out of engagements with relative ease due to her charming personality, but that can only get her so far.

if you do somehow end up with a fiance, then he will end up dead or missing but it will likely be made to look like an accident

The three really value your opinion of them; they want you to admire and trust them so they keep up a good appearance in front of you. They lack cruelty, so it’s harder for you to suspect that they’re doing these horrible things on purpose.

It takes a few years, but their feelings for you do become romantic. Rhaenys is first to fall for you in that way, mostly because of her sexual nature as a person. Once she expresses these feelings to her siblings, they immediately follow suit.

Now that you’re around 18, there’s more pressure for you to get married, but they (esp. Visenya and Aegon) always reassure you that you don’t have to give in to societal norms.

they also get rid of any letters your family sends you, strengthening that gap and ensuring that you rely on them the most

Rhaenys takes advantage of her siblings’ political intelligence, using it to spend more time with you while the other two focus on the details of keeping you in their possession

they argue over who gets to kiss you first or if they should marry you, etc.

they all probably are under the impression that they claimed your first kiss (it was actually Aegon, surprisingly) because when they kiss you, they tell you not to tell the others

you follow their instructions pretty well, as you were pretty much groomed to be theirs. You hold a lot of trust in them, but you also have a good grasp of their dynamic. You kind of tell them all what they want to hear to avoid arguments.

Most of the bickering is actually done by Aegon. Rhaenys is pretty good at sharing with her siblings, as clingy as she is. Visenya doesn’t entertain arguments, she’s the problem solver.

Aegon is the most jealous of the three; he’s possessive. He doesn’t show his emotions, but he’s easily annoyed when you’re not with him. He lets himself go when he’s with the three of you and saves his more stern moments for when he’s politicking.

Visenya is a strong believer in marrying you, for multiple reasons: It’ll guarantee you can’t get married to another, it will keep you close to them permanently, and it will justify taking your maidenhead. They all agree with this at first, but their conquering of Westeros complicates this.

During their conquest is the height of their intensity. This phase lasts a few years and they leave you primarily under the care of Orys Baratheon (their bastard brother). You’re carefully hidden away at Dragonstone, far from being touched by battle.

Aegon especially trusted Orys; he was close to your age so you ended up getting along very well. You spent the better part of two years with him as your sworn shield. Your three admirers are surprisingly unbothered by your new friendship.

among all their planning and battle, you’re left ignorant to pretty much everything. They don’t tell you much, preferring to isolate you and keeping you compliant, so all the information you get comes from Orys

Orys is the one who tells you what’s going on, but even he doesn’t give you all the details

Along with their conquest came the opportunity to rid themselves of your family. Visenya brought this idea to light and Aegon immediately agreed. The men in your family were quickly sent to fight for the Targaryens and most of them died in battle.

without the men in your family, no one could make decisions for you anymore and they were now the only ones in control of anything concerning you

Once their conquest was done with (at least mostly, and excluding Dorne) you were brought to King’s Landing on Vhagar when Visenya was sent to get you

there you were all set to live in the Aegonfort, where Aegon served as King on the Iron Throne and his sisters were his queens

At this point, they all wanted to marry you (especially Aegon so that he could make you his queen) but the faith played a large role in politics and wouldn’t support Aegon taking a third wife. Visenya obviously didn’t care and supported the idea of marrying you anyways.

you end up either getting married publicly (making a ton of people angry and getting them all killed) or a secret Valyrian wedding is held

Despite most people not liking the idea of Aegon taking a third wife, you’re shockingly well-loved by the public

partly out of fear, no one at court utters a bad word about you. the increasing number of people in King’s Landing only hear good things.

It’s always been intended for one of your children to become Aegon’s heir (the three discussed it without you)

so until you’re pregnant, Aegon doesn’t lay with either of his other wives

if you’re unable to have kids, then it just becomes a matter of first born (or whatever child you favor the most)

you may not realize it, but you have all the power here.

eventually you may learn to take advantage of them to get what you want. Rhaenys and Aegon are too smitten with you to spot any manipulation, but Visenya sees right through you and pretends not to notice.

Truthfully, none of them are stupid, but they just don’t mind being used by you as long as it’s not hurting anything.

they keep you a good distance away from the Iron Throne (not wanting you to be accidentally cut), but they each have their fair share of fantasies with you on the throne

Aegon has made a habit of placing his crown on your head

You’re fr the most powerful person in Westeros with these three obsessed with you.

- venus

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del-thetiredwriter · 1 year

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Saintess of dragons part 2

Part 1

Warnings: major character death,not really dark themes , my bad writing

English is my second language

Gif is not mine

"What are you doing?" Helaena asked . The two of you were sitting outside the training ground. It was one of the rare times you didn't spend your time in your study room. The boys had insisted that you watch them during their sword practice.

"I'm checking my notes" You answered. You've been restless since you saw Laena at the celebrations. She was going to die soon—which she didn't even know about. You had to make a decision until Laena's funeral, a decision you hadn't been able to make for 11 years. You were either going to save everyone and change the future , or you were going to choose the original future, the future where everyone died.

“Why do you always take notes or check your notes?” Helaena asked innocently. You lifted your eyes from your notes and looked at Helaena. You swallowed. "Because I don't want to forget." You answered. You didn't want to forget: your past, your family, your friends, your life 11 years ago.

You looked into Helaena's lilac eyes, innocent but equally frightening eyes, those eyes that seemed to understanding what you were saying.

Helaena was about to ask another question but Aegon and the others came running up to you.

“I won Y/n. I won the fight." said Aegon excitedly. He was looking at you with eyes waiting for you to praise him. Jace sighed, unable to accept his loss. Aemond and Luke were waiting for you to take care of them. You smiled and congratulated Aegon.

“You're just going to congratulate me. As a winner, I deserve an award.” Aegon said .

“A reward? What do you want?” you said.

"to be my wife," said Aegon. Aemond and Helaena waited for your reaction as Jace and Luke objected to Aegon's offer.

“Unfortunately, I must say that this will not be possible, my prince. I don't want marriage or anything like that, neither now nor in the future.”

You thought, 'If I get married, I can't return '.

Aegon seemed to protest, but could not insist any longer. He didn't want to make you angry.

⁎

You're back in your study room. You knew that Aegon loved you, but you didn't think it was enough to propose. You thought, 'It must be because he is still young, it's not serious'.

You looked at the notes on the table. You thought, 'I have to make a decision’. It was like a dream to open your eyes in the series you love 11 years ago. Seeing and talking to your favorite characters live. It looked great at first, because you knew the future, you could change the future and give everyone a happy ending and stop the war.

You tried and you paid the price. The slightest change was causing you to gradually forget your past. You were afraid of forgetting your family, your life, what you knew, so you withdrew. As time passed, you realized that you were not getting old. This scared you even more.

The whole room was covered with charts, notes and paintings you had drawn. Everything was to remember and to return. If it weren't for these paintings and notes, you'd have forgotten your past. You looked at the picture in which you drew a happy moment with your family in your most recent work. You thought, 'Everything will be fine'.

⁎

There were screams. When you looked around, everything was on fire. Kingslanding was on fire. A silhouette was coming towards you through the fires, Laena. She was wearing a blue bloody dress.

“Laena. I- you- why? “You said hesitantly.

Laena just looked at you sadly and smiled.

She said "You could save me but you didn't"

“Laena I-” you swallowed.

"You were afraid. But you are the reason why everything is covered with fire and blood right now,” she said, pointing around.

“You didn't save me, you didn't save them, you couldn't save us. You left us to our fate,” Laena continued.

“Us?” You said

“Yes, us.” Said Laena

Then came the screams from below. Voices of familiar people. Rhaenyra, Helaena, Lucerys… others. They were all bleeding under your feet, begging you, pulling you towards them.

“Laena I-!”

“Make your decision before it's too late! Please,” Laena said. While you're being pulled down.

⁎

“Laena!” You Looked around. You were in your room. It was just a dream, a nightmare. The door knocked .

"Come"

A maid hurried in.

“Forgive me my lady, but I have news”

Your eyes widened with fear when you heard the news. Laena has died .

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