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lady-ashfade · 7 months
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Yan!Mother!Alicent targaryen x Crybaby!Fem!Reader. Vs other Yandere house of the dragon characters.
Just a small idea for the AI picture, it gave me a few ideas and might write more.
Warnings: Yandere content, bullying to get attention, reader being a massive cry baby
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The sound of bare feet echo through the halls and many people gasp as a child runs passed them. The young princess covered in mud and her dress ripped, her eyes rolling with tears as she sobs. Her body hit a few on the way but kept running up the stairs to find her mother or anyone she can. The boys had pushed her in the mud when she asked to play, they had never been so cruel to her before. Her sweet nephews were always so kind and let her do what she wanted, but Aegon had always made fun and poked at her. The young girl made her way to the floor, she didn’t care about the meeting and all she wanted was her mother.
Pushing open the door she ran into the room and stoped to look around for her mother. The table turned quickly and their eyes widen in shock and confusion. “My dear girl,” Alicent stood up immediately and pushed her chair to the side and rushed over to her crying daughter, “What’s has happened.” The mother bend down and rubbed the mud off her face. The girl just continues to sob and wail. Viserys stood up at the table, Rhaenrya feeling sick and waiting for her moment to comfort the sweet girl. “It- It was Jace, Luke and Aegon.” She stuttered with her small voice.
“They pushed me into the mud, and I ripped my dress falling all on it.”
Rhaenrya placed a hand on her belly at the image of her boy’s hurting you. She raised them well and they wouldn’t do that, at least on their own since they loved you so much. Alicent pulled her closer and kissed her forhead even if it was still dirty. “We are to have a meeting later about what happened after she is cleaned and calm.” The queen stood up and looked at her husband and then glared at rhaenrya. “Your boys will be there.” All Viserys could do was sigh and rub his face. He dismissed the council, rhaenrya looked at her father but he shrugged and agreed with Alicent.
The princess was bathed fully and placed in her favorite dress, her mother getting her all her favorite food and treats. Aemond found out and hugged his sister while she continued to cry about how she didn’t know what she did. Aemond was furious how they picked on his perfect sister. As they awaited for rhaenrya and her children the princess hugged her mother tight and refused to let go. Alicent was ready to behead them all or exile them since they dare hurt her child. Then Aegon…who had puffed red cheeks from a slap he earned from his mother, and getting screamed at by his father too. He stayed quiet and looked down.
As soon as Rhaenrya entered with her sons the room shifted into a deep tension between everyone. You still stood by your mother and cling to her dress, too upset to look at your nephews eyes. Aemond walked closer and beside you, placing a hand on your head as you sniffled. Alicent looked at the young boys and then to their mother with a suspicious glare on what she would do. “Tell me boys, why have would you do such a thing.” The queen asked them. Their eyes shifted from the queens to her eldest son who refused to look up feeling their presence.
“The boys have said that it was a way they could earn her affection. I believe the words spoken to them were “Treat a woman rough and like a toy and they’ll be forever grateful.” along those lines. And I do believe your son, Aegon told them so.” Alicent looked over at Aegon. She had just got done dealing with him and now this? “It was just a bit of teasing, we did not think she’d actually fall and get hurt.” Alicent fumed and the mouth and tried to control herself again. Jace and Luke looked at the princess head and tried not to cry. Luke started to tear up at the memory of her crying and screaming, Jace couldn’t believe he was mean to her. Even if it was to get her affection.
“You’ll all apologize to her, now! Do you understand me? I shall speak to the king for a harder punishment for this acted but for now you can no longer see her.” Rhaenrya gasped and looked at the sweet princess she loved. When if Alicent was her mother she still had no right. The boys pouted. “My queen, please rethink-” Alicent stopped her by lifting you up and turned your face around to reveal the smallest cut on your chin that was once covered by mud. “She is injured. There are bruises already showing up and the maesters tell me she could have broken a arm! So no, I do not think I will reconsider.” Luke was the first toe break.
“We are truly sorry, Y/n. It was never intended for you to get hurt we promise.” He cried as his brother agreed beside him. You look at the boys crying and apologizing for your forgetfulness that it makes you forgive them a bit. “I- I forgive you.” You mumble so soft before turning away and back into your mother’s embrace while still being mad at them. Thought you didn’t fully forgive them it was a start and you expected their apology. They could make it up to you soon if they can see you again. Aemond looked at the crying boys and smirks a bit while reaching for his sister to pull her into his arms. The princess expected his gesture and wrapped her arms around him for comfort.
Rhaenrya looked at Alicent who stared back at her. The boys all looked at each other with glares over the princess. Aegon who hated that he would hurt his precious sister who was the only one nice to him.
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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
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“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.
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.
“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.
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tamayakii · 8 months
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Mare's Milk & Cider
warnings: drinking(reader has no specific age), story takes place in "second of his name" during Aegon's II celebrations, canon events basically. pairings: Otto Hightower x reader(can be seen as platonic/romantic), hotd x reader notes: thank you Aaliah, @genshinluvr, she helped me out with the ending!!! Let me know if you'd like to be in a tag list for this fic :) this fic is also paired up with this drawing i made!
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“Then it lies with you, to make him see it.” Hobert advised, stepping closer to his younger brother, “Lord Hand” It did not go under Otto’s nose of what his brother was suggesting, reminding him of his own title.
His eyes never leave Hoberts as he considers his brothers' words, “and speaking of growing,” Otto follows Hoberts's moving gaze to the Princess, Angel of The Red Keep, adorned in a headdress with a long silk veil, dragons and stars embroidered in. Face decorated in Velaryon pearls, neck and fingers embellished with the finest green rubies, jades and agate the Hightowers could find.
“The fine lady y/n has grown to be a wondrous young woman, hasn’t she?” Hobert eyes do not hold simple admiration for a young girl grown, they hold more, and they contain something that Otto wants to snuff out with his bare hands.
“She is betrothed?” Hobert asks, looking back at his brother. “A fine woman like that cannot go un-married for long. With her and Rhaenrya combined, I can imagine the king's chambers are filled with betrothal letters.” Otto looks back at the Princess, watching as she plays with her new baby brother, covering her face and pulling her hands away quickly.
“A fine mother she will make as well, Aegon loves her.” The comment almost makes Otto snap, the thought of anyone being her husband or the father to her children makes a fire burst inside him. One Otto cannot explain reasonably, so he stifles it.
“She.. is not betrothed, Brother, I don’t think the King has any interest in marrying her off,” Otto answers, his lips tightening when his brother looks at him with a smirk. A near-knowing one that always made Otto furious since childhood.
“The king, or you?” Hobert quips, smirk widening when Otto’s face scrunches, nostrils flaring and wrinkles deepening. Hobert pats his shoulder as he begins to walk away, satisfied to get under his brother's skin.
No. Lady y/n shall not betrothed. Otto thinks, especially not to the likes of his brother. He watches as she laughs, throwing her head back and hand over her heart. Nothing, nothing could compare to her.
She steps away as the Lannister boy steps in, talking about the stepstones. She treats herself to the glorious spread on the table, picking out ham and grapes, plate barely complete- Otto steps in.
“Please, My Lady, have more” He helps fill her plate, and she shakes her head,
“You’re so sweet, Ser Otto, but i don’t think i can handle it. I am trying to watch my waist.” She responds, in a honey-sweet voice, one that cradles his entire being but her words make him roll his eyes.
“Treat yourself, My lady, we do not wish you to starve on such a good day. Now go ahead; eat before the long journey” Soon Viserys is at her side, like a dragon protecting its kin. All it takes is one look to make Otto step away,
“Come eat.” The king demands, “Fortify yourselves for the journey.” Otto watches her, keeping by her father’s side; Like a lamb to its mother. She looks over her shoulder and smiles at him--
The trip to Kingswood is long and cold. Hand intertwined with Rhaenrya’s as you arrive, the loud crowd applauding for the king and new prince’s arrival but Rhaenrya makes no move to depart from the carriage.
“Rhaenrya?” Whispering as you scooch closer to the princess, “They await to see you” Still unmoving, all she does is blink. “Come.” standing up and pulling her along, “We will go together.” You step out of the carriage, with the princess alongside you.
“The Realms Delight herself; Princess Rhaenrya of Dragonstone! Accompanied by Princess y/n, Angel of The Red Keep!!” You squeeze her hand, looking at her. She looks at you with a somber smile, squeezing your hand back.
The roar of the crowd could blow you back, it will never not be jarring to be reminded of your station. A Princess. Not by blood but by word, and who would tell the king no? Who would dare say to King Viserys that his second daughter, whom his own late lady wife believed she had birthed her, cannot be a princess?
The celebrations are grand, the finest cakes and delights, the meat freshly hunted and prepared before your eyes. At your father's request, you stayed by his side, forcing you to leave Rhaenrya.
The glorious tent is filled with laughter and talk, and the smell of wine and cake fills your nose. Looking over to where the pregnant Queen Alicent sits, you realize she has been staring at you. You offer her a smile and she too offers one back.
Settling back into your chair, crossing your hands on your lap as you look above. Looking into the tiny details of the royal tent, the golden threads woven with black.
“Tired, my dragonling?” Viserys looks at you, reaching his free hand to yours- the other holding a goblet of wine. You reach over and hold his hand, As soon as he questions you, a yawn tries to force its way to your throat.
“The ride was tiring and too long for my tastes but--” you look to your father with a reassuring smile, “I shall be okay, After some food and rest, I'll be okay” he smiles back at you before taking another drink from his goblet.
Soon enough you’re offered your own goblet, filled with mare’s milk and honey. Time passes by slowly, you blink once and your father isn’t by your side anymore, It seems no one has noticed you dozed off. You promise yourself you won’t fall asleep but as you close your eyes and your goblet tips in your weak hand; the promise is broken.
“Is that all I am to you? A prize to be proffer about to the great houses?” Rhaenrya's voice makes you jump out of your short slumber, eyes wide like a deer as you begin to process the situation. As Viserys steps towards Rhaenrya, you push yourself out of your seat, setting your goblet down on the table beside you.
“You’re of age, Rhaenrya,” he points out, “and Jason Lannister is an excellent match,” he adds on. Oh. Oh no. Stepping towards the pair they seem not to notice you, there was no smooth way to stop this bickering. The two argue every day at least ever since Queen Aemma passed and especially since Viserys took Alicent to wife.
“He’s arrogant and self-serious” Rhaenrya argued, You wring your hands together anxiously. Watching the two fight as a bystander was like watching two lions fight, watching them as their family felt like two dragons fighting overhead. All that would follow would be the destruction of varying amounts that was left for you to pick up and fix, being both of their shoulders to lean on.
“Well, I thought you might have that in common” Even Lord Lyonel could feel the suffocating air around the two, taking a third step back. Sending you an apologetic look, the face Rhaenrya has is indescribable. Perhaps she wanted to scream at him, or even shocked that he would say such a thing, or maybe she had been at a loss for words.
Otto stalks closer from the sidelines, watching closely. This catches your eye, you try to breathe; knowing he is here comforts you. For nearly three years now, he has been your aid, your comfort and your closest friend- even despite the large age gap. You realize the tent has now fallen silent, and everyone listening in.
You quickly step to Otto’s side, seeking his silent comfort. You wish you could fix everything, and make everyone happy; even if it left your hands raw and bloody. If you could give your own heart for it; then you’d do it.
“Even I do not exist above tradition and duty, Rhaenrya!!” You cover your ears quickly, eyes wide with fear. Turning your body away from them, you began to feel violently aware of everyone's eyes on your family, some on you but mainly on the spectacle; The King and The Heir fighting on Aegon’s second name day.
When Viserys turns to Otto what he sees makes his flesh burn; You. So very close to Otto but turned away from him- Your father. It makes his blood boil, you should seek comfort from him. Not Ser Otto. You are his daughter. Not Otto’s.
Viserys soon leaves after the news of the white hart, but Otto stays, just for a moment. His gloved hand sitting on your shoulder, a reassuring hold. Your breath is shaky and your chest tight but you still manage to look at him through your eyelashes,
“Breathe, Princess.” He insists, and he maneuvers you towards your seat. Hand traversing to your lower back, “Sit and have some milk.” He gently puts your goblet back in your hand as you seat yourself. Feeble hands grip the handle, eyes drawn to the floor.
Otto tries to find the right words, he has never been a man of comfort. His hand hovers over your dropped head, unbeknownst to you. He sighs and takes his leave, passing his goblet to a maiden.
The day gets longer, Rhaenrya has run off with Criston following behind her. You knew it was against your set rules but you sank into your cups, after whispering to the help to fill your cups with cider but to not tell anyone else.
Your eyelids get heavy again, head tipping back. You love your family, you do. They took you in as a child, they gave you everything even despite the tight rules provided, sometimes… sometimes you wish that you took to a dragon and flew. Flew somewhere, to old Valryia or maybe to the free cities.
Then you’d be free.. but never truly free. Your love ties you down to your loved ones but that is the consequence of loving hard. Looking down into your cup, you swirl your drink. Taking a deep breath you look back to Alicent, she is already looking at you.
You wonder how long she has been staring at you and you tilt your head, she gestures for you to sit next to her. Another sigh leaves your mouth, slowly pushing yourself up.
“oh! princess, here allow me to help!” a maiden comes to your side, you wave her off as you give her the empty goblet. You keep your steps slow so as to not wobble, to others; you looked like you were gliding.
“My Queen.” you address as you sit beside her, Alicent quickly holds your hand closest to her. You are surrounded by the lady wives of many different men along with Larys Strong, the son of Lyonel Strong, the brother of Harwin “Breakbones” Strong.
“This is Viserys’s other daughter, Princess y/n” Remembering to keep your eyes open, you look around with a smile. “Dear y/n, how’s your day? you seem awfully tired.” Alicent asks with concern, one hand on her belly and other on your hand as she leans closer.
“I’m quite fine.” you mumble back, fighting your heavy lids as you nod. “The day is long… but soon we shall dine and turn in for the night.”
The conversations bore you, useless politics, rumors, marriages of lower houses. You wave over another servant with a sigh, already they know what you want. They deliver it, you try to hide the contents from Alicent but she notices.
“Cider?” She whispers tightly, holding the wrist that holds your goblet. Your nose flexes, “You know you cannot handle that.” She states, “a maiden your age shouldn’t even be holding a cup of cider.”
The rest of the ladies converse, and you are unbeknownst to another set of eyes on you. “Please. I will be fine.” you whisper, patting her hand and prying her tiny fingers off.
You take another big swig of your cider, almost finishing it all in one go. Looking over to Larys who has nearly burned holes into your head, nodding at him as a greeting.
“La-Larys.” you slur and he smiles at you, and you return it with a half one. The sudden need for fresh air sits in your lungs, eating you like a snake does a vole. Chugging your drink before shoving it in between the cushions of the seat, you stand up.
“I’m.. gonna go get some fresh air.” You announced, trying to make your way out of the once lovely group of women who now seem like a horde of gossiping vultures.
“Oh!” Lady Redwyne pops, “I heard that the hunters found a fat hog, they should be smoking it just now!”
The thought of watching them gut a pig to smoke makes your stomach turn, “thanks.. Lady Redwyne” You hurry out of the tent, the sun shining upon your skin. The pungent smell of burning meat and spices hits you, quickly turning away and scurrying to the back of the tent- where it was closer to the forest edge.
“ugh…. fuck.” You groan, kicking the dirt below you, the cider sticks to your insides like jam to bread. You ache to be in the comforts of the red keep, painting, or perhaps riding on horseback. You ache for a lot of things. Ache for the motherly hands of Aemma, to feel the embrace of someone you refuse to let yourself say. Perhaps you ache for the unmade.
You stand there, for minutes. Just staring into the bushes and trees, the arrival of the hunting party brings you back. Smoothing down the white lace on your dress, gulping down the fresh forest air; you return to the celebrations.
“Princess?” a feeble voice calls out, you look around and are surprised to see Larys.
“O-oh! Larys.. Larys, you surprised me.” You turn to the man hunched over his walking cane, leaning onto it. “How have you enjoyed my brother's second name day?” you ask, almost swallowing your tongue.
“it has been fine.. not that i can enjoy the most of it.” He moves his twisted foot, something that has dubbed him “The clubfoot” among gossipers. “But to be honest, i think i prefer talking with the maidens.” he adds, “they are far more gentler”
You nod along, eyes flickering over to the hunting party. Dogs held right by handlers, horses snorting and throwing their heads back as their riders dismount.
“But you..” he continues on “seem to be left to your own,” You still and wrong your hands together. Adjusting your stance as you feel yourself leaning, telling yourself to keep yourself together.
“Yes.. but it’s okay, I don't… don’t mind.” You reassure,
“I’m sure the cups of cider helped.” he smirks, knowing, your face flushed. How did he know? noticing your red face he chuckles,
“not to worry, Princess. I shall not tell anyone.” His eyes never leave yours, following your finicky gaze. It makes you uncomfortable, like a child being examined.
“I suppose it’s not-“
“You shall not tell anyone, what?”
you almost jump out of your skin, you turn so quickly that your head may have spun all around. Otto stands tall, chin up. Almost looking down upon Larys,
“Ser Otto” Larys addresses, if Larys was scared, he made no effort to show it. Your heart beats against your chest, “She was telling me a story; about Aegon.” You try to catch up to where Larys was, but he seemed to be a whole book ahead.
“ye… yes!” you stammer over words, “i uh, guess you could say i spoiled him despite Alicent request.” Otto's hard eyes soften when they land on you, it was a siren's song to your intoxicated state.
“The princess should be with the king.” Otto says, he offers you his arm and you reach for it.
“I was keeping the Princess company as she enjoyed the fresh air.” Larys explains, “She felt a bit queasy. I guess the mares' milk may have gone bad.” Otto looks down at your averted gaze, examining your state. Shuffling in your stance, flickering eyelids and subtle swaying.
“I see, I will look into that.” Otto puts his hand over yours, a grip to keep you near- not to comfort. “Come on, Princess.” He tries to walk you back, you step on your own foot as he does so.
“I think the princess would like to enjoy the fresh air longer.” Larys turns slowly, looking dead in Otto's eyes.
“The king has requested her presence” Otto's grip tightens, his nostrils flare. “but you can enjoy the air if you wish. I’m sure you won’t be bothered” Larys watches Otto lead you off into the tent, eyes never leaving you.
Entering the red tent filled with dozens of folk and your father right ahead, your sister is nowhere to be seen. You want to go home, you want to lie in your warm bed with Rhaenrya and wake up to braid each other's hair.
Soon you’re back in your chair, holding Viserys’ hand and Otto to your left. You stare off, taking a deep breath.
You would always be in the jaws of someone bigger, the dragons or the hounds. You’d bare your neck like a lamb, and hope for the dark delicate love.
Entwined in other people’s fate, all you can hope is that the fates bring you peace.
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yanderes-galore · 1 year
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would you write a concept for adult! Rhaenyra Targaryen with a reader who believes she is the rightful heir to the throne (House of The Dragon)?
Of course! I think I have some ideas for this :) I wrote this as I was watching HOTD so I am sorry if the plot is a little everywhere. When I finished this I actually didn't finish the series but I assure you I'm working on it >:). This may make it vague but let me know if I at least got it somewhat accurate.
Takes place throughout the show but mostly focuses around Season 1 - Episode 6 and after, her adult years essentially.
MASSIVE SPOILERS FOR HOUSE OF THE DRAGON
Yandere! Rhaenyra Targaryen with Darling who sides with her
Pairing: Romantic
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Sexism, Forbidden love, Trust issues, Brief mention of incest when it comes to Daemon (It's HOTD, I mean... expected, right?), Mentions of intimacy, Marriage trouble, Infidelity, Obsession, Manipulation, Stalking, Coaxing into intimacy, Controversial relationships, Forced relationship, Abuse of power, Murder by dragon implied.
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You had been friends with Rhaenyra since she was a young girl.
Being of similar ages you had gotten along just as much as she did with Alicent.
Except you didn't sleep with her father... which made her respect you even more than her among several other reasons.
Rhaenyra has had to deal with sexism her entire life.
She was her father's only child, but she was a woman.
Her family could have no queen for the sake of the realms.
She is unable to claim her place on the Iron Throne due to being female.
What made the princess grow closer to you was your shared resentment.
You felt it was wrong to deprive her of her birthright.
Many of the common folk felt Rhaenyra would make a poor ruler due to her gender.
You went against such beliefs and supported the princess even at a young age.
Aegon II may be the first male heir, but Rhaenyra was the first heir period.
As a result of your shared feelings... you two had always been close.
However maybe you were wrong... perhaps you should've kept your distance.
You allowed her to vent her resentment of her father towards you, among other issues she may have.
You talk of her being pushed to marry... her being neglected for being who she is... Rhaenyra feels you are one of the only people she can properly trust.
Everyone else seems to want something from her.
All she wants is to fly Syrax and speak with you.
She doesn't want to marry... she just wants to be herself.
She craves solitude and trust, things only you give her a taste of even when she's older.
It isn't until much later that she develops her yandere behavior.
This is because you choose to be loyal to her even with everything that's happened.
The past you two share is long, intense, and has had nothing but controversy.
You were merely a servant, your only duty to tend to the princess.
You were never the biggest fan of Queen Alicent.
As such you usually never got involved with the queen.
Truthfully, Rhaenyra didn't feel any complex feelings towards you until the rumors.
Just having you beside her gave her comfort.
The princess thought of you as a close friend.
She told you everything and you vowed to keep your mouth shut.
You heard it all... and witnessed the aftermath of every action the princess did.
The incident with her and her uncle, Daemon... her bedding of Criston Cole... then there was the mess of the wedding.
Being loyal to the princess was a scary task.
You became worried at times, but seeing Rhaenyra so vulnerable when she calls you to her...
You can't just abandon her.
Even if you should've to save yourself.
Even with the affair between her and Harwin Strong for kids, you offered to help.
How long have you supported her? From the time you and her were young... when her and Alicent were still friends.
Rhaenyra doesn't realize how important you are to her until ten years after her marriage.
In the beginning she had cared for you like a dear friend.
She clung to you when Alicent and her grew apart...
She clings to you even now in private when she hears of the rumors about her children.
You are her rock, essentially.
You have always been someone to pledge loyalty to.
This is what sparks an adoration towards you in Rhaenyra.
You've been more loyal than Alicent... Cole... her own damn father at times.
The princess drags you with her wherever she goes.
You even end up taking care of her kids when she's busy.
You don't think the princess feels anything but friendship or mutual respect towards you.
Even when she compliments how well you are with children, you brush it off.
"I can't believe you have none of your own... you're lovely with them."
"Oh, princess... my duty is to serve you. I couldn't possibly raise a child at the same time."
For some reason... you remember her smiling when you said that.
It was strange but you didn't think of anything malicious.
Rhaenyra never really felt a true connection with her husband since the marriage.
They were incompatible, she told you this years ago.
She had feelings for Harwin up until his death... even Daemon... in the end perhaps she didn't like them as much as she thought.
No, now she felt her heart tighten when she saw you.
The princess had you spied upon and always had her eye on you.
Her gaze towards you changed from that of a friend to a dragon towards meat.
As a loyal servant who vows to side with the princess at almost any cost, you're vulnerable to manipulation.
Honestly if Rhaenyra asked you in private to bed with her, how do you refuse?
It's strange and awkward for you... but she is your princess.
Rhaenyra seems like she has the power to manipulate her darling.
Not only are you her closest ally, but you truly do care for her.
Marriage isn't possible for the both of you, not only is there controversy but Rhaenyra feels it's safer if things between you are kept quiet.
Even if you object to the relationship between you and her, Rhaenyra encourages you to keep things quiet.
For her, right?
You'd do anything for her, wouldn't you?
Oh... the moment the Targaryen civil war starts?
Your fate is sealed.
If Rhaenyra already manipulated you and dragged you everywhere already, you're going to be on her side.
Don't worry... she promises your outfit will be a lovely shade of black.
Rhaenyra's obsession in this case is slow.
The seed was truly planted when you two were young, but the obsession becomes it's full potential by the time Rhaenyra becomes The Black Queen.
You learn that the princess you once cared for isn't someone you can side with anymore.
No... she's a ruthless queen who fights and forces others to listen to her.
You included... even if there is no violence between you... her sweet tone is deceptive and forced at times when you hesitate to listen.
Rhaenyra would feel like she could do whatever she wants as a queen.
She's powerful enough to execute others with one shout.
She certainly doesn't appreciate anyone going against her word.
The moment she has this much power, you feel threatened and isolated.
If she makes your relationship public or not is up to her, she manipulates you either way.
People already know her reputation... would it make a difference if the people know since she kills those who speak of your relationship?
The Black Queen claims she loves you, with a sweet smile and caring touch.
Based on the past you share... and the bodies she's burned for you and her rule... you aren't sure what to think.
Rhaenyra says she's always loved you... but you can't think clearly with the idea of a dragon swallowing you at her command.
So you agree... and silently hope her rule comes to an end soon.
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Unexpected (kinda) pure thought: Aemma and sicklybrother!reader get to hang out cuz they’re both bedridden all the time and support each other through their shit health. I also love the idea of them talking shit about everybody at court together and nobody suspecting anything cuz they have such spotless reputations. Also Rhaenyra doing the same thing w Aemma in episode one where she’s like ‘all these people are fussing over your health, who’s fussing over you?’ and spends time with him chatting and laughing.
When Aemma/baby Baelon dies and they all have the funeral on those windy-ass hills Reader being like “I’ve lost my friend, my brother and king has to burn his wife and child today, my niece has lost her mother and the realm has lost their queen, I’m going to be out there if it fucking kills me,” even if he has to be carried he’s not skipping it.
Rhaenyra curling up in her uncles bed the way she did as a little girl for comfort when Daemon is exiled and Viserys is distant 😢.
When the ‘heir for a day’ thing happens he gently confronts Daemon ‘did you really say it? I don’t want to hear it from Otto, I want to hear it from you. I’m not angry, I just want you to be honest with me’ (according to BTS stuff they filmed the scene w Daemon saying it but he genuinely said it in a honouring kinda way, not mocking)
Reader biting his lip til it bleeds to stop from crying/expressing his own grief cuz he’s trying to be strong for everyone and providing genuine advice even though he’s so sad and stressed. Emotional support animal vibes. Which makes him easy for Alicent to swoop in and ‘save’.
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When I tell you I fucking love this idea so much, I mean it! Aemma and Sickly!Younger!Brother!Reader being the bestest besties in all the realm is just too wholesome for my heart to handle. Also, I absolutely adore that scene of Rhaenyra visiting Aemma and her mother nudges her with her foot. No doubt that exact same action and the mention of ‘all these people fussing over your health, who’s fussing over you?’ would happen more often then not when regarding Rhaenyra, the Reader and Aemma together. I also totally can see Rhaenyra having heard that exact sentence be uttered by either her mother or her uncle directed towards the other which in turn is why she used it. It’s like their own little thing they say to each other that Rhaenyra no doubt picked up given how much time she spent around them together.
I have no doubt in my mind that Aemma would spend most of her time by Sickly!Reader’s side, both being tended to simultaneously. They both share their annoyance at being so fret over by everyone else and just wanting some peace away from the maesters and servants hovering over them. I love the idea of the two having their own little get away place just for the two of them, and maybe Rhaenyra. Just somewhere the two could get some peace and serenity without anyone breathing down their necks about their health. I especially love the thought of this secret place having been founded and used by Sickly!brother!Reader way before he shared it with Aemma. Daemon is probably the only other person who knows about this spot, mainly because he went to visit the Reader one late night and found his bedchambers completely empty and nearly had a heart attack because of it but eventually found his sibling safe and sound in said secret place.
I definitely see Aemma and Sickly!Brother!Reader not only being the best of friends but also being more akin to brother and sister (and not in the Targaryen way). So when Aemma dies he not only lost his best friend but a sister too and it only adds all the more to the hurt. And he sure as hell is going to be in attendance at her and his nephew’s funeral. He’s not going to let anything keep him from being there for his brother and niece. He’s not going to let anything stop him from being there to send off his beloved best friend, his sister and her child to the gods. I can’t help but imagine Daemon being the one to come across the Reader trying to make his way out of the castle to where the funeral pyre, having trouble due to his health but still stubbornly trying to get back to his feet to get to where he needs to be. The Reader thinks Daemon is just there to stop him and is already in the midst of shutting down any attempts to prevent him from going through with his endeavors, but instead he’s met with Daemon holding his arm out for him to lean on and help aid him while he tries to walk again.
The sight of the Reader making his feeble yet determined way in support of Viserys and Rhaenyra in their time of need is something they both had desperately hoped to have happen but never imagined it coming to be. Viserys would be incredibly appreciative and thankful that his youngest brother was there, a part of him had wanted to bring the Reader out himself but he didn’t want to compromise his health more than it already was and end up having another funeral because of it. But seeing his brother, having him there was something Viserys would never forget. Meanwhile, Rhaenyra is absolutely brimming with relief and gratitude upon her beloved uncle making his way to stand among her and her father in mourning.
After Aemma’s death, Sickly!brother!Reader wouldn’t do too well. His bedchambers alone was a bittersweet reminder of her constantly, every single day, given how much she spent her time by his side laughing, chainring, gossiping, and everything else. Even with the bustling maesters and servants or even Alicent’s presence isn’t enough to take away from the quiet he now felt surrounded him without Aemma there. If anything Alicent’s constant presence would only be yet another reminder of Aemma, the way she now sits by his side the way Aemma once did or how she tried to talk to him in a similar fashion that Aemma did. For a good while, Sickly!Brother!Reader would try and avoid his room as much as possible, slipping away whenever he had the strength too. Hell, even when he didn’t have it in him he would still try to get away from the one place that reminded him most of his late friend. Even Viserys wouldn’t be able to bring himself to visit his brother for awhile, not after the many times he’d come across both his most treasured loved ones keeping each other company throughout their ordeals in the same said room.
On the other hand, Rhaenyra would depend even more on her uncle after her mother and baby brother’s deaths. She finds his company being the most comforting, getting to be in a space where her mother often was too made Rhaenyra feel even closer to her all over again. Not only that but she was often reminded of the fond memories of her, her mother, and her beloved uncle all being together and laughing away even given the weakened state her uncle was especially in. Rhaenyra would be glued to the Reader’s side once Viserys pulls away and Daemon is exiled. Her Sickly!Uncle was always the one she could consistently depend on no matter what and even now he continued to be there for her when she needed someone most.
Alicent would be jealous of the attention and overall closeness of the Reader and Rhaenyra. She’s understanding that both are going through something grievous, everyone affected by Aemma’s death is but she still can’t help but envy Rhaenyra getting to be so close to the Reader all she wants. Getting the Reader’s undivided time and attention, his comfort and assurance, all of it. Alicent understands the loss of a mother, she lost her own some time ago after all and she desperately wished she had someone like the Reader back then to do the same for her as he was doing for Rhaenyra. Not only that but Alicent also wished, hoped, prayed for more than anything that she could be someone the Reader could lean on, someone who could give him comfort and reassurance. She wanted to be the one to hold him, to soothe away his pain and anguish, she wanted to be the one he could depend on. Meanwhile her farther was forcing her to be exactly that for Viserys instead. Now that doesn’t mean she wasn’t also using the same methods with the Reader as she was with Viserys, trying to get him to just give into her even just a little bit. But out of the two Viserys was much weaker to it then his youngest brother.
If Sickly!Brother!Reader ever found out that Aemma’s cause of death was mainly due to the caesarean section that Viserys had the maesters do to save baby Baelon he wouldn’t be able to look at his brother again. He understands his brother’s position in the moment but he can’t help but hold quite a lot of blame and resentment towards Viserys for the choice he made. Eventually the Reader could come to accept it but knowing that it was his brothers choice that killed Aemma would be a hard hit to the Reader.
Regarding the ‘heir for a day’ comment, the Reader definitely wants to hear it himself from Daemon and only Daemon. He isn’t going to take anyone else’s word for it. And as calm and gentle as the Reader is coming off in the moment, he’s really seething with an overwhelming intensity of emotion. Daemon better explain himself right and clearly to his younger brother otherwise he’s getting a well deserved punch to the face, one that takes everything out of the Reader and leads to him collapsing onto the floor resulting in Daemon rushing to his side. It’s only then that the Reader fully allows himself to finally let out all the emotions he’s been bottling up in favor of being the one everyone else can depend on. Breaking down, sobbing so aggressively that Daemon can’t help but look on worriedly as his brother crumbles. All he can do is hold his baby brother and comfort him as much as he can until he calms himself down enough to be placed back into his bed and down some much needed water.
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Yandere! Alicent x Yandere! Rhaenyra x Reader x Yandere! Criston
Part 2 (There will probably be a 3rd)
As the years went by it’s be a lie to say it was all smooth sailing. Though in the present you lived a more than comparable life. Between the lavish gowns of emerald green and ruby red. All gifts from Alicent and Rhaenyra, often they loved to personally dress you in. And a large chamber right between theirs. That you and Ser Cole often shared.
When Alicent and Viserys married, you ended up spending more time with Rhaenyra. As Alicent became more busy with matters of the kingdom, that concerned the young Queen. As much as you tried to mediate the tension between the two. It pushed you further into Criston’s arms. Not that he minded, using the situation to his benefit. Often you spent time with him, especially during meals. He tried his hardest not too bad mouth Rhaenrya in front of you. After she rejected his plan of the three of you running away together.
Little did you know you are a big chunk of what caused these tensions. As a married woman, Alicent was not permitted to spend as much time with you. Always in the corner of her eyes, she saw Rhaenrya you around without her. She and Ser Cole agreed that you were getting too far away. More and more often you started being called to the Queen’s champers. With Alicent’s reasons stemming from only liking the way, you brewed her tea. To help her dress for the day. During these times in her chambers, she’d send all the other servants away and Ser Cole would be the only guard present.
The ever going rift between the three disheartened you. They were really the only people in the castle that made your stay enjoyable. But the issues they had with one another were things you couldn’t remedy from your perspective. You were growing ever aware of how close by the Queen, Princess, and Knight kept you. Not you minded, as odd as the behaviors struck you at time.
They made you feel important, more than a mere Lady could ever dream of. But it also made you afraid, if you lost favor between them it could very well be a factor. In when your maidenhood would end and you would have to wed. If you no longer seemed to wield influence to your family or proximity to the throne.
It seemed like one day the problems between Rhaenrya, Alicent, and Cristion came to a full stop. Much to your confusion, one day the two women were icy towards each other. And the next you all walked the Red Keep arm in arm. With Alicent on your left, Rhaenrya on the right, while Cristion followed closely.
What you didn’t know is that Rhaenrya overheard a conversation between her father, your's, and Otto Hightower. She was simply going to speak with her father at another time till your name was mentioned. She already had a strong dislike of her father’s hand. But his suggestion made her want to feed him to Syrax as a mid-day snack. He was trying to convince them to betrothed you to his son. Her only friend left under the control of that man. She was convinced that you’d be treated terribly, so much so that she immediately went to tell Alicent.
When Alicent heard the news she felt a flurry of emotions. You were one of the only things untouched by her father. But in a sense, you’d be closer to her. But what if your marriage made you as unhappy as she was? Rhaenrya put a comforting hand on her old friend’s shoulder. An olive branch, Alicent realized, that you would be soon be married off. If not to her brother then some other lord. That would surely keep you away from her, and Alicent could not stand this, she wouldn’t.
Ser Criston was then brought into the conversation. She was aware that he, she, and Rhaenrya felt strongly about you. And that Criston and Rhaenrya had spent some ‘time’ together. Alicent never held any of those feelings for her guard, or men in general. But she felt a growing need for you. Rhaenrya devised a bold plan to keep you with them. That Ser Cole would ‘convince’ your suitors or betrothed to change their mind. While Alicent convinced the King to allow Criston to marry. In particular, marry you. And you would continue to live in the castle between the three of them.
Criston could almost not believe what he was hearing. That he could continue to be a knight but have you forever. Granted he knew that he wasn’t the only one between the Queen and Princess. But you would be his to love, worship, protect, sire children with. All he had to do was get his hands a little dirty, but Criston was sure the mother would forgive him. After all, it was out of duty and protection.
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Most Likely Too (Yandere Edition)
Steal a baby/get pregnant and claim it's yours
Aemond
Otto
Rhaenyra
Criston
Daemon
Alicent
Aegon
Harwin
Jacaerys
Helena
Lucerys
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Masterlist
Last updated: December 18, 2022
|| 🔥- Smut || 🛑 - Possibly Triggering || ☁️- Fluff || 💥 - Angst
Aegon Targaryen
Aegon & Rhaenrya’s Daughter 🔥 🛑 || Pt.2 💥 || Pt. 3 💥☁️
Shy/Naive Wife 🔥 || Pt. 2 🔥
Aegon helps his twin seduce Jace 🔥
Aegon w/ breeding kink 🔥
Aegon as a father ☁️
Aegon x Pregnant sister wife x Aemond 🔥
Cuddles After Sex 🔥 ☁️
Aegon claiming his sister 🔥🛑
Threesome W/ Aegon & Aemond 🔥
Aegon W/ a commoner 🔥 || Pt. 2 ☁️
Jace’s twin getting their brother and uncles into their bed 🔥
An old lover’s child bonds with a dragon
Yandere!Aegon In Love W/ His Sister 🛑🔥
Aemond Targaryen
The Song of Asteria 🔥 💥
Aemond + Virgin Sister 🔥
Aegon x Pregnant Sister Wife x Aemond 🔥
Cuddles After Sex 🔥 ☁️
Seeing a Childhood Friend Grown Up ☁️
Threesome W/ Aemond & Aegon 🔥
Taking his niece’s maidenhood in repayment for his eye 🔥🛑 || Pt. 2 💥 || Pt. 3 💥
Jace’s twin getting their brother and uncles into their bed 🔥
An old lover’s child bonds with a dragon
Yandere!Aemond in love W/ Sister 💥
Yandere!Aemond W/ wife who loves first child more 🛑
Yandere!Aemond W/ Stark that refuses to marry him 💥
Yandere!Aemond his child notices his toxic behavior 🔥 🛑
Yandere!Aemond reacts to his wife trying to commit suicide 🛑
Yandere!Aemond’s sister falls in love with a lowborn man 🛑🔥
Maegor Targaryen
Maegor W/ bubbly S/O ☁️
Maegor + niece on their wedding night 🔥
Cuddles After Sex 🔥 ☁️
Yandere!Maegor 🛑
Yandere!Maegor in love W/ Sister 🛑
Yandere!Maegor W/ Wife who loves first child more 🔥🛑
Yandere!Maegor W/ Stark that refuses to marry him 🛑
Yandere!Maegor as a Husband 🛑💥
Yandere!Maegor his child notices his toxic behavior 💥🛑
Yandere!Maegor reacts to his wife trying to kill herself 🛑
Yandere!Maegor’s sister falls in love with a lowborn man 🔥 🛑
Aegon Targaryen (The Conqueror)
Yandere!Aegon 💥🛑
Yandere!Aegon in love W/ Sister 🛑
Yandere!Aegon W/ wife who loves first child more 🛑
Yandere!Aegon W/ stark that refuses to marry him 🛑
Yandere!Aegon as a Husband 🛑
Yandere!Aegon his child notices his toxic behavior 🛑
Yandere!Aegon reacts to his wife trying to kill herself 💥🛑
Yandere!Aegon’s sister falls in love with a lowborn man 🛑
Jacaerys Velaryon
Cuddling After Sex 🔥☁️
Aegon’s twin gets Aegon’s help to seduce Jace 🔥💥
Jace W/ a Breeding Kink 🔥
Jace marries his aunt in a blacks win au 🔥
Jace’s twin getting him and their uncles into bed 🔥
An old lover’s child bonds with a dragon
Rhaenys Velaryon
Rhaenys W/ Mistress 🔥 || Pt. 2 🔥
Helaena Targaryen
Helaena + Her Brother's Threesome 🔥
Seeing a childhood friend all grown up ☁️
Criston Cole
Criston W/ Alicent’s younger sister ☁️
Daemon Targaryen
Daemon W/ dom!reader 🔥
An old lover’s child bonds with a dragon
Yandere!Daemon W/ wife who loves first child more 🛑
Yandere!Daemon W/ Stark that refuses to marry him 🔥🛑
Yandere!Daemon his child notices his toxic behavior 🛑
Yandere!Daemon reacts to his wife trying to kill herself 🛑
Yandere!Daemon’s sister falls in love with a lowborn man 🔥🛑
Corlys Velaryon
Cuddles After Sex 🔥☁️
Rhaenys x Corlys
Their sex life 🔥
Helaena x Aegon x Aemond
Helaena & Her Brothers 🔥
NSFW Visuals 🔥
Helaena W/ her handmaiden
Aegon II // Pt. 2 // Pt.3
Aemond // Pt. 2
Jace || Pt. 2
Thoughts
Aemond’s Twin
Jace’s Twin
Daemon’s Daughter
Maegor Thoughts
Aemond Thoughts
Aegon Thoughts
Most To Least Likely
To want to fuck on a dragon
Best strap game
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Yandere (HOTD) Targaryen/Velaryon/Hightower family (together) HCS 
Part 2 
Mainly Platonic but (Though there are talks of marriages to some characters) 
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Note: Literally wrote all of this while half-asleep, sorry for the all the grammar mistakes, too lazy to read over
Rhaenyra would probably be the one to bring you into the family. The bond between you and her will be similar to that between her and Alicent, but rather than Alicent crossing the boundary between friend and almost sisterhood, Rhaenyra believes you are the sister she never had. Also, you were so much younger than Alicent. Given that Rhaenyra constantly talks about you, Aemma and Viserys would be interested in meeting you. Initially, the two would correct Rhaenyra, saying that you weren't her 'sister,' but eventually they stopped and encouraged her to treat you like one. 
As much as Aemma and Viserys grew to love you as their daughter. There is a sense of lucidity that you already have a family and that taking you away from them would be just as cruel. Rhaenyra wouldn't consider this a problem and insists that you live with them from now on, even suggesting that you share a room with her. 
Daemon witnessing the whole ordeal would be angry and annoyed. Neither Targaryen nor Velaryon were you. What rights do you claim to be considered one of them? To be considered a blood of the dragon? He’ll voice his displeasure, which will cause Viserys to react with fury. Daemon may have even tried to get rid of you more than once, but somehow, someway, you were able to convince him otherwise. 
Daemon, now being into the picture and accepting you as a member of the family is both a blessing and curse to Viserys and Aemma. Even though they're sure he won't harm you and will be as protective of you as they are, if not more. In response to this, Daemon will demand to spend time with you, and due to his unpredictable nature, he may take you away, hence why Viserys has guards watch you at all times to ensure this won’t happen. 
Also Daemon’s idea of protecting you varys differently from Viserys and Aemma. Despite Aemma and Viserys' desire to protect you, they also wish to grant you freedom. In addition, they wouldn't mind you getting married as long as the person is trustworthy and you are with them. In contrast, Daemon desires to keep you locked and not be pursued by any potential suitors. He also suggests getting rid of your biological family. Interestingly, only Rhaenrya shares his views in some sense. 
The Velaryon family comes into the picture through Rhaenys, who initially approached you with curiosity, intrigued as to how you might have charmed her cousin. Over time, though, Rhaenys became so fond of you, taking every opportunity to spend some alone time with you. You are soon introduced to Laenor and Laena, who warmly welcome you. Though he was understandably wary of you at first, Corlys eventually came to appreciate you just as much as Rhaenys did.
With the Velaryon family, you are showered with gifts and adoration. You'll receive the most exquisite jewelry and silk from Corlys, and Rhaenys will dress you in it while complimenting how lovely it looks on you. Laena is the most physically affectionate member of her family, holding your hand while both of you walk through the garden. On the other hand, Laenor is the most needy; constantly showing off just so he can have your attention.
Aemma and Viserys surprisingly handle the news of the Velaryon coming into the mix quite well. They, along with Corlys and Rhaenys, agree on a schedule where both families get the chance to spend time with you. Though Rhaenrya and Daemon didn’t take to the arrangements well. The two are just as possessive; breaking rules so they can spend more time with you. 
Alicent was the one who first introduced you to the Hightowers, her family. Like Rhaenyra, she grew fond of you and soon began to think of you as her "sister." Otto, who had a strong dislike for you, tried to persuade the king that bringing you in would be a terrible idea. Furthermore, the notion that you were Viserys’ daughter was absurd. But like the others, he soon warmed up to you and began to play a fatherly role. 
Daemon caught us to this and if it wasn’t for Viserys’ intervention, he’d have done something rash. Only Corlys and Rhaenys took Daemon’s observation seriously. Given how ambitious the Hightowers were, one can only imagine what they might do to get you. They all agree to keep an extra eye on you (which they already do), but unfortunately, the Hightowers gain the advantage after Aemma’s death. 
Both; Viserys and Rhaenyra found comfort in you following the death of Aemma. Which made it hard for Daemon to take you with him after he was exiled, as you were rarely left alone. But he promised one day he’ll. And surely, after that, Viserys announced he’ll marry Alicent. A betrayal that caused Rhaenyra to cry into your arms that night and for Corlys to leave; a decision that pains him as it means leaving you as well. Like Daemon, he promises to also take you with him one day. 
After longing to be your sister, Alicent found it strange at first to be your "stepmother." However, she quickly adapted to it. Once even saying that you were her child and the king's, which incensed Rhaenyra. It became one of the factors contributing to the deterioration of their friendship. Also, this allows Otto to grow closer to you, to which he then introduces you to his brother, who eagerly welcomes you into their family. 
As they’re a Targaryen family, Alicent suggests that you marry one of her sons when they come of age. A suggestion that Viserys turn down, knowing the wrath Daemon and Rhaenyra might bring if he agrees to do so. Otto also suggests marrying a member of his family as well as Corlys, with his son being the ideal match. All of which Viserys turns down once more. Whatever decision he makes, it might lead to war.
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Aegon II Targaryen Masterlist
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💥- Angst || 🔥- Smut || ☁️ - Fluff || 🛑 - Triggering
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Aegon Takes His Crush Flying So She Can See The Stars ☁️
An Old Lover’s Child Bonds With a Dragon
Aegon Breeding Rhaenrya’s Daughter 🛑🔥
Aegon Breeding Rhaenrya’s Daughter Pt. 2 💥🔥
Aegon Breeding Rhaenrya’s Daughter Pt. 3 💥☁️
Aegon W/ Shy & Naive Wife || Pt. 2 🔥
Aegon Helps His Twin Seduce Jace 💥🔥
Aegon W/ a Breeding Kink 🔥☁️
Aegon as a Father ☁️
Aegon x Pregnant!Sister Wife x Aemond 🔥
Aegon Staking His Claim On His Sister 🔥🛑
Threesome W/ Aegon & Aemond 🔥
Aegon W/ a Commoner || Pt. 2 ☁️
Jace’s Twin Getting Their Uncles Into Their Bed 🔥
Locking His Wife Up Until She Gets Pregnant 🔥🛑
Aegon’s Wife Pleasuring Herself Alone 🔥
Falling In Love W/ His Child’s Wet Nurse 💥☁️
Being In a Throuple W/ Aegon & Helaena ☁️🔥
Overstimulation & Bondage W/ Aegon 🔥
Yandere!Aegon In Love W/ His Sister 🛑🔥
Yandere!Aegon Learning His Wife Is Taking Moon Tea 🛑🔥💥
Yandere!Aegon’s Childhood Friend Joining The Blacks 💥
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Hi could you please do yandere house of dragon x Helena twin and when Luke takes Aemond eye he also accidentally cut reader neck, and when they everyone’s gathered Alicent going crazy, reader faints making everyone extremely worried. Luke felt terrible ?
More Then A Eye
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Yan!Various!HOTD Characters x Fem!Reader
Made this were the reader was the only one injured because that makes it more fun, and also might make a part 2 so that will come into play if I make that. Also feel like if it was just the reader it would be more interesting.
Warnings: Blood, gore, knifes, violence, yandere actions, reader being injured, me going slight into-depth on how the reader gets cut. Pretty much the whole thing.
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Reader wants the family to all get along while the chaos is going on. She is sweetheart like her sister, but she doesn’t have the sight as her sister does. So she notices most of what’s happening, the other half of her sister.
Reader stops Aemond from getting picked on when she’s near because she has the power to make the boys calm, and the rest of the family at that. So she can get mad and upset so aemond feels at ease when his sister is around. But all the boys long for her affection and love, so they all cling to her.
The funeral is a very sad time for her since she loved Laena and the thought of her cousins losing their mother. Or her uncle losing his wife.
So to the readers surprise when she see aemond and jace have a small moments it brings a warmth to her chest in this dark time. Hoping that this was the gods way to bring her family together, but her hopes soon vanished when night came.
She had heard the others walk through the hallways as she tried to fall asleep, opening her door and their whispering calls. They got her attention and claimed someone stole vhagar so she went with them.
“I think we need to wake up our parents.” But her words were shoot down as they dragged her through the halls and down through the castle.
As soon as she saw the white hair she knew it was aemond and she wished she stayed in bed. The kids started to shout, while aemond replied in a time she never heard before, not shy. But proud and filled with venom.
When the fight broke out and all the reader could do was scream and cry for them to stop, but her body froze up. As soon as aemond grabbed ahold of Luke she ran towards him and grabbed ahold of his arm.
“Please, do not hurt them anymore. We- We can all stop this madness,” she looked around at all of them with tears. “Let us all be family.” Aemond was so caught up in his own wrath he pushed the reader back so she wouldn’t get in his way.
He threw Luke to the ground after calling jace and Luke “Strongs.” Then throwing the younger boy to the ground. Jace pulled out a small knife and the reader gasp as they fought again, but the knife was thrown elsewhere.
She watched as Luke crawled to the knife with a interesting to hurt aemond so her body moved on its own. “Aemond!” Just as she shouted she was cut off with the sound of flesh being cut with his blade and gushing sounds. They watch the horror in front of their eyes go down. Blood rolling down her throat and gasped of failed attempts of air when she fell to the ground with her hands clawing at her own throat.
Luke dropped the knife and steps back in disbelief of what was happening. Aemond caught his sister and laid her down in his arms trying to stop the bleeding. “How could you! I’ll kill you! I’ll feed you to my dragon.” He started to cry as did the others.
“What’s going on here?” The guards shouted as the walked up on the children and soon realized the princess. They took her in their arms and sent for the maester and the king at once. Everyone soon garnered in the hall for what had happened.
Alicent screamed when she first saw her daughter and it was loud that everyone in the castle heard. Running to her daughter with tears in her eyes she started to move her hair out of the way as the maester worker. Viserys screamed at the guards to answer who had done it but he wasn’t expecting his own grandsons. Aemond sat at his mothers side while handing the readers hand. Healana looked at the ground with a sob. She had saw it in a nightmare once’s that felt so real, this exact moment.
The boys stayed back and far away. Luke not even daring to look at the reader knowing he caused her harm and pain. All of them wondering if she would be dead soon. Alicent was so focused she didn’t even pay attention to anything but the reader being life and to keep her that way.
When rhaenrya entered it was hell to pay. Reader had just got done with her stitches while still knocked out cold as her body tried to heal itself. “You,” Alicent screamed and pointed at the princess. “You’re filthy sons did this.” Rhaenrya had not see the reader yet as she looked at her sons. When her eyes looked onto the readers body her eyes went wide and looked back at her sons not believing a word.
“They did this?” She asked around the room as the boys tensioned up. “It’s true, jace brought the knife to the fight and his brother, Luke, did the deed.” Cole spiked with a snare. Luke tugged at his mother’s sleeves, “But I did not mean too. Aemond was going to kill jace! The reader got in the way.” All the children started to scream their own defense as everyone watched.
The king was mad but not at the children but at the guards for not doing their jobs. Saying this would have been avoided if they were watched closely. “She would not want us to fight and surely you all know it.” He turned to look at young Luke in the eyes. “I know you did not mean it boy, things can be forgiven.” Alicent looked at rhaenrya as she smiled softly and pull her sons behind herself and listened to Viserys plead of forgiveness and family.
“He deserves no forgiveness,” Alicent stood up and let go of your hand. “The knife was brought to the fight and one of our children could have been killed- Y/n almost died, or might not make it.” She inched closer with a glare and her hands made up into a fist. “Our little girls life being stolen can be..Forgiven?”
“It is what’s right! I love her with my heart but it has been decided, no more blood needs to be shed. Do not let your hatred blind you Alicent.” She stared at him as he spoke so calmly and started to walk away. Her eyes went to the dagger on his hip and her mind filled with red to see her daughter avenged. Moving quickly she took the blade from his side and held it up going for Luke.
“If you will not see to justice then I shall.” Rhaenrya pushes her sons back and caught Alicent before she got closer. They held each other, pushing and pulling to get what they wanted. “Another insult to my family and you get away with it? Just under falling under that pretty foot. It is not far, where is duty? Where is sacrifice?” Rhaenrya looked at the blade as it reflected off the fire light.
She was about to say something but a loud metal sound caught them off guard. They both looked back as the reader laid on the floor with her eyes open and reached out for them. Her head shaking as she tried to speak out but nothing was coming out. Aemond coming to her aid and helping her up but she had used her the rest of her strength to get out of the chair. Reader looked at her brother for help to help and speak her mind, pleading to do the right thing.
“No more blood shed mother.” His spoke but his eyes do not match his words. “She does not wish it.” Helaena came rushing down to her twins side and held her hand. Alicent looked back at rhaenrya one last time before pulling away and dropping the knife. Slowly inching back she looked around at her husband, only with anger and devastation.
Everyone was quiet as she ordered someone to carry her daughter out of the room with the maester. The kids walked with her and held onto their sisters hand as she fell back into a deep sleep. No one could speak a word as they all stood stocked.
For years that was the last time rhaenrya and her kids saw their aunt, along with Daemon. But letters where sent in private from the reader to all of them with updates and her forgiveness. But luke refuses to open and read them as his guilt rotted away at his soul. But each week for years new letters still came from her. The next time they all saw eachother, they all grown so much. But they all remembered the first acted of war.
One side trying to make amends and the other full of revenge.
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˗ˏˋ character requests info ´ˎ˗ canon typical violence / abuse / blood, canon typical incest ( hotd only ), yandere / obsessive behavior. violence ( not directed to reader ) is okay to request along with nsfw. more to be added!
˗ˏˋ poly character requests´ˎ˗ i can write poly! charas x reader ( ie, gojo x f! reader x geto! ) but please make sure that it’s stated it’s poly or if its yanderes competing romantically for the same darling!
˗ˏˋ age note ´ˎ˗ the reader ( or oc in some fics ) are going to be in the same age range as the yandere(s) if not specificed in the writing or request. certain liberties will be taken if some backstories of the character(s) are still in the works and / or being written ( or if i hate the chara back story / canon divergent!! )
˗ˏˋ note ´ˎ˗ format for answered requests will be a short drabble or ficlet in 2rd person ( he, him, she, her, they, them— for the characters —and you, yours for the reader. ) unless requested otherwise! i’ll be seeing if there’s anymore fandoms i’d be interested in writing for but at the moment, this is it!
˗ˏˋ atsv characters — movies only! ´ˎ˗ miguel o’hara ( e - 928 ), peter b. parker ( e - 616 )!
˗ˏˋ jjk characters´ˎ˗ gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento, ryomen sukuna! ( will add more once i finish the anime / manga! )
˗ˏˋ hotd characters´ˎ˗ daemon targaryen, rhaenrya targaryen, laenor velaryon ( male reader / oc romantically only ), laena velayron, harwin strong.
˗ˏˋ genshin & hsr characters´ˎ˗ diluc ragnivndr, kaeya alberich, childe, zhongli ( post archon war ), kamisato ayato, thoma, kaedehara kazuha, shikanoin heizou, cyno, tighnari. sampo, gepard, more to add!
˗ˏˋ updated ´ˎ˗ december 22nd, 2023
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tamayakii · 10 months
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Their Angel. Yan!HOTD x Reader
I've been having so many thoughts about yandere house of the dragon x reader, how the 3 big houses (Targaryen, Velaryon & Hightower) would fight for the darlings' affection. Platonic, Familial or romantic. I feel like they would, of course, all fight over what colours you would wear, what house you represent until a very annoyed and exhausted council member suggested white.
"like an angel," Viserys adds, it was said that the gods had sent you down to bless them so dressing you in white seemed the best option... but that didn't stop them from gifting you jewellery that had the colours of their house.
The Hightower jewellery had the most expensive Jade and Emerald on top of gold, these pieces can range from delicate rings to big statement necklaces that encompass your neck. Alicent prefers to give you these gifts in person, alone, perhaps in her or your chambers. Presenting you with the beautifully engraved box as she opens it, showing you a new necklace with a beautiful dark green emerald. Otto's gifts never cease to awe you in how quiet that man is in his actions, a small indiscreet box upon your pillow when you ready for bed. Inside lays a note, upon which Otto describes the moment he found this beautiful ring and knew he must get it for you, the handwriting almost as beautiful as the peridot ring you now proudly wear on your pinkie.
The Targaryen jewellery is almost always extravagant, having connections to get you the best out of everything. Viserys gifts you capes, crowns and veils but unlike the others, he almost always keeps them in white, unless they have jewels. His favourite thing to see you in is crown veils, the jewellery hanging down and framing your face makes you seem like you stepped down from heaven's gate. When Aemma was still around, she gifted you rings and earrings, she wasn't able to give you much before she passed in childbirth. So you hold these gifts quite dearly to your heart, always sporting the dark ruby red ring on your thumb, twisting it when you get nervous. Rhaenrya, oh dear Rhaenrya, she wanted everyone to know that you belong to the Targaryens. To the Blood of The Dragons, her first gift to you was a cloak clasp that show two dragons on each side, her second gift was a crystal bracelet that had a chain connecting to a ring, it was a simple design but by the gods it made you feel exquisite. There was one gift that set the nail in the coffin, it was a gift from Rhaenrya and Aemma, a dragon that wrapped around your neck. Signifying the hold that House Targaryen has on you.
The Velaryon jewellery is often pearls or other sea gemstones as they sit on driftmark and have a hand over the trading routes, Rhaenys upon her second meeting of you, gifting you a pearl ring slipping upon your finger herself. Corlys gifted you a relic that was been with the Veleryons for ages on your first birthday with them, the beautiful necklace made with blue topaz, moonstones and blue chalcedony, wrapped beautifully with Valeryon silver. Vaemond... never was quite as fond as you as his brother and sister-in-law were, you were no Targaryen or Velaryon but for small moments he forgot that and adored your sweet smile.
I would love to draw male and female outfits of what this au's darling would look like, i can also do a part two of the other things the other characters would give you as i excluded a lot as to not make this any longer than it is. Should i make a fic with this idea? pls send me an ask if you're interested in this au
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if viserys married sickly!brother reader to rhaenyra, how do you think everyone would react? alicent’s reaction would make her reaction to aemond’s eye look like a a peaceful talk in comparison
Tw: Mentions of incest, taking advantage of someone, murderous plots
If Viserys were to have married Rhaenyra to Sickly!Brother!Reader before Laenor than that would have been the end of Alicent and Rhaenyra’s friendship. The moment Viserys announced it, Alicent would have been absolutely done with Rhaenyra. She would feel betrayed, similar to how Rhaenyra felt when Viserys announced his betrothal to Alicent. She would never, ever forgive Rhaenyra for taking the Reader from her like that. Alicent would still very much be adamant about being in charge of and the one to care for the Reader and his health. Not to mention, now that Rhaenyra is married to the Reader and would no doubt be firm in wanting to share a bed with the Reader, then that means Alicent’s nightly/rapey visits to the Reader would be put an end to. Alicent would definitely be plotting the death of Rhaenyra much sooner than later. Honestly, Alicent would do her best to bite her tongue and keep her composure so she doesn’t try to strangle the life out of Rhaenyra. She would desperately try to come off as calm and collected, even if the way she congratulates Rhaenyra is obviously forced, but internally she is burning with such an intensity it could put wildfire to shame.
Rhaenyra would be absolutely over the moon now that she gets to marry her Sickly!Uncle!Reader, after much persuading and, dare she say, begging on her part to get her father to give her what she wants, Rhaenyra finally has her beloved uncle. Honestly, at this point in time Daemon could rot for all she cares. No matter how much Rhaenyra did care for Deamon, her even more beloved Uncle!Reader is much more worthwhile in the end to her. He never left her behind, he was always there for her when she needed someone most and even when she didn’t need anyone at all. The Reader was consistent where Daemon wasn’t and that especially is what meant the most to Rhaenyra. Even at his worst, the Reader would still gladly have her company by his side and hear her speak her mind or rant about her day and the idiots at court. Not to mention, if this was after she had done the unthinkable and disgraced her Uncle similar to Alicent than she would already be pregnant and would much rather the Reader know about his child and get to be an actual father to them and the others to come than having to pretend that the child was someone else’s. Things would certainly be different if Rhaenyra had married Laenor first and secretly had her Sickly!Uncle!Reader father all her children and then passing them off as Laenor’s only to marry the Reader after Laenor ‘dies’ and revealing to her uncle about her children really being his.
I feel like Daemon would certainly be surprised and slightly annoyed that Viserys actually allowed Rhaenyra to be wed to their younger brother but not him. But I also feel like if he knew that Rhaenyra pushed for it than he’d be much more suspicious about the whole thing. Was this just to get at him? Or was there something more to this? Either way, Daemon doesn’t like that his younger brother is being used in whatever way he is. He may even become mistrustful of Rhaenyra because of this but he can’t say that he isn’t more relieved that his brother is with her and not the Green Bitch.
Viserys would be far more tolerating of his Sickly!Younger!Brother!Reader marrying his daughter over Daemon. But I don’t doubt that he did use his brother’s health as a way to deter Rhaenyra from marrying him at all but when she kept at it, incessantly insisting that she couldn’t careless whether he was in good health or not, Viserys found it harder to make excuses. Not to mention I could see Lyonel Strong advising Viserys that this would be beneficial to keeping the Realm and Seven Kingdoms together and at peace since he’s called for Rhaenyra being his heir. Even if he had named his Sickly!Brother!Reader as his heir instead this would go about keeping with the Targaryen tradition. I also wouldn’t doubt that Viserys has visited with the Reader and talked to him about Rhaenyra’s incessant want to marry him, only for the Reader to be the one more so who isn’t accepting of it because she’s his brother’s daughter. Even though he’s well aware of their family tradition, it just doesn’t sit well with him which leads to Viserys’ plethora of excuses to keeping Rhaenyra from wedding the Reader.
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Soft yan!Ser Criston Cole x Reader x Soft yan!Rhaenyra HC
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Warning: Unhealthy relationship, minor wounds, you know the drill
Criston Cole only had eyes for the princess. Not the young ladies she often accompanied, especially not you. The one he met because of her. The girl who was often linked arm and arm with Rhaenyra. He didn't notice the toothy grins you'd shoot at him, or your challenging gaze whenever you were forbidden to do something. Or the small pricks in your fingers and hands. The sample sizes of fine fabrics you always had stuffed in your pockets. He was a loyal guard to the heir of the Iron Throne.
Rhaenyra first laid eyes on you while pouring wine into a Lord's cup. It was hard not to notice the only other women in the room. There you were standing behind your uncle's chair, in a soft bluish-purple gown. It was a relatively simple dress so to speak, but the design, the colors, and jewels made it a work of art. Her gaze traveled up your figure till she met your eye. It her by surprise when you walked over, greeting her warmly, by holding both her hands.
Former Lady Alicent, now Queen and you were never particularly close. Content on spending time together whenever Rhaenyra was involved. You'd be a fool not to notice the growing rift between the two since Alicent married the King. You spent many nights consoling Rhaenyra, from the loss of their friendship, the stress of being heir, and fears that her father was replacing her. And that one day you would leave her through death like her mother or fade away like Alicent. "You truly are the only one I have left"
You pulled Criston aside more than once to make sure you both were doing your best supporting her. The amount of care you showed warmed his heart. A part of him yearned to be as close as Rhaenyra was to you. But would be improper and fuel rumors that could hurt you both. Your family might take you away from King's Landing, and that wasn't an option. "Of course my lady we need to stay close by"
When rumor's started flying around the castle about Prince Daemon taking Rhaenyra's maidenhood, the first thing you did was confront her. She confessed as soon as you pressed her, that it was not Daemon she bedded but Ser Cole. Small jabs of jealousy pricked at you, but deep down you could not tell who you were jealous of. But that didn't stop you from defending her at every turn. Whether it caused a scene or not. Those actions set Rhaenyra's love for you in stone. You were the only one that fought for her. You didn't look at her any differently like Alicent had, or was furious like Visery's.
Your defense of Cole was more subtle. Knowing very well what breaking his oath and laying with the princess would mean for him. Though Criston did very much notice your soft passive aggressiveness when you first found out. He tried not to let it get to him until he couldn't. Finally, you fessed up when he confronted you alone in the halls. Leaning in your warm breath tingled his ear as you revealed what you knew. His heart dropped, you knew of his worst deed. Seeing the dreadful look on his face, you swore secrecy to him. Going as far as to prick your finger with a sewing needle. His gloved reached yours as he planted a soft kiss on your hand. But it didn't stop the small seed of anger at Rhaenyra for ruining his good image to you.
You don't know where things went wrong. But somewhere along the line things went very wrong. It was like the trio of you, Criston, and Rhaenyra evaporated overnight. As cordial as they both were in front of you. It was hard to ignore the bitter looking being thrown around. And the fact that they were no longer speaking. You were practically with Rhaenyra 24/7 afterwords. And Criston started appearing by Alicent's side more and more. In your heart you knew that things would never be the same between you three. And it was only a matter of time before things reached a boiling point.
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