#ft. daenerys targaryen

[literare]

@sinamor said : if i didn't know any better, i'd say you were jealous.

is it jealousy ? she had been jealous before of course. as a little girl, she had been jealous of the other children, who had their big family. that would dine and laugh together & have their mothers tend to the scrapes on their knees. as a young woman, she was jealous of her brother, that could remember their father. their parents. their history. and now, she was jealous once more : of this stranger. a woman she had never seen before, yet garnered the attention of robb. hands glasp together infront of herself & one of the rings on fingers are slowly twisted, jaw clenching slightly. trying, at least. not let it affect her. there is no reason it should. yet, it twist around her heart uncomfortably, and perhaps mask slips because there's a comment that comes from him once the lady has walked away & gaze snap up at him, brow raise ever so little.     ❝   but you do know better, my lord.   ❞      voice leveled as she speaks, before continue to walk down the hall, needing the space, if only for a few moments.

#sinamor #ft. robb stark. #re. daenerys targaryen. #a big Liar queen

[the-rogue-dragon]

The ones who'd been gone for so very long She couldn't remember their names They spun her around on the damp old stones Spun away all her sorrow and pain

And she never wanted to leave, never wanted to leave Never wanted to leave, never wanted to leave.

For @incissam and that sad storyline we have.

#the rogue prince: musings | aesthetics | music #the rogue prince: ft. daenerys targaryen #the rogue prince: ft. rhaenyra targaryen #incissam

[reiignonme-moving]

   🐉       VISERION TAG DROP!!

#[ 🐉 ] 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 — roleplay. #[ 🐉 ] 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 — d. faceclaim. #[ 🐉 ] 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 — faceclaim. #[ 🐉 ] 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 — aesthetic. #[ 🐉 ] 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 — about. #[ 🐉 ] 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 — desires. #[ 🐉 ] 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 — family. #[ 🐉 ] 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 — loves. #[ 🐉 ] 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 — rel. daenerys targaryen. #[ 🐉 ] 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 — rel. vaeyella targaryen. #[ 🐉 ] 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 — rel. drogon. #[ 🐉 ] 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 — rel. rhaegal. #[ 🐉 ] 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 — rel. leigh sloane / mxrvelouscreations. #[ 🐉 ] 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 — rel. loki laufeyson / mxrvelouscreations. #[ 🐉 ] 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 — ship ft. leigh / mxrvelouscreations. #[ 🐉 ] 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐍 — ship ft. loki / mxrvelouscreations. #— [ 👑 ] ❛ tag drop.

[meraxesmoon]

Masterlist ☆

the pink heart signifies smut!

┍━━━━━━━ ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗━━━━━━━┑

HOTD/GOT

▪︎ rhaenyra hcs

▪︎ alicent hcs

▪︎platonic! rhaenyra with her cole! daughter

▪︎ platonic! daemon with his royce! daughter

▪︎ platonic! daenerys with her daughter

▪︎ platonic! team black when their darling is loyal to aemond

▪︎ darling is pregnant with aemond's baby while married to jacaerys

▪︎ daemon and rhaenyra stealing away aemond's wife

▪︎ daemyra with a fem! darling

▪︎ daemyra with an innocent and rebellious darling

▪︎ team green husbands

▪︎ aemond being obsessed with his maid

▪︎ daemyra with a very flirty darling

▪︎ aemond's wife believes he is being unfaithful

▪︎ bad cop, good cop with daemyra

▪︎ helagon simping over the same darling

▪︎ daemyra babytrapping their darling

▪︎ daemyra with a poor! darling

▪︎ daemyra being obsessed with alicent's maid

▪︎ aemond's darling thinks that he's using her for sex

▪︎ daemyra with a very emotionally sensitive darling

▪︎ aemond with a commoner! darling

▪︎ rhaenyra and helaena with the same obsession

▪︎ platonic! daemyra with daemon's bastard daughter

▪︎ daemyra with their witch! darling

▪︎ daemyra and alicole pining after the same darling

▪︎ mom! rhaenyra not wanting to marry her baby off to aegon

▪︎ daemon's bastard daughter claiming balerion

▪︎ aegon being whipped for his wife ♡

▪︎ simp aegon!!!

▪︎ more simp aegon details

▪︎ cuddling bottom! aegon ♡

▪︎ subby aegon smut ♡

▪︎ daemyra with their crybaby! darling

▪︎ simp! aegon dealing with his wife's depressive episodes

▪︎ mysaria and rhea with their targaryen! daughter

▪︎ platonic team black and green with a hypersexual darling

▪︎ alicent with her witch! darling

▪︎ poly daemyra hcs

▪︎ aegon ii naming his eldest daughter as heir

▪︎ ramsay bolten hcs

▪︎ platonic! aemond with his bestie

▪︎ bastard! darling not warming up to daemyra

▪︎ daemon the homewrecker

▪︎ romantic! aemond and platonic! alicent being creeps (drabble)

▪︎ thinking about first-time mom nyra <3

▪︎ daemyra being rejected by their darling

▪︎ poly! rhaegon

▪︎ that one time balerion almost burnt dragonstone to a crisp (drabble)

▪︎ bastard! darling claiming balerion (drabble)

▪︎ platonic! father aemond drabble

▪︎ daemon's bastard claiming the cannibal

▪︎ more of daemon's bastard and balerion

▪︎ daenerys adopting viserys' bastard child

▪︎ grumpy grandpa balerion hcs

▪︎ rhaenyra falling in love with daemon's royce! daughter

▪︎ platonic! rhaenyra doting on bastard! darling

▪︎ rhaena and her targtower darling

▪︎ modern! aemond, aegon, and helaena

▪︎ platonic! jace and luke with a sister-like! darling

▪︎ laenor's biological daughter fighting in the war on meraxes

GENSHIN IMPACT/HONKAI STAR RAIL

▪︎ sumeru hcs

▪︎ gepard!!!

▪︎ domestic lyney

JUJUTSU KAISEN

▪︎ toji drabble

▪︎ yuta drabble (ft. gojo)

▪︎ naoya pining after gojo's bestie

▪︎ subby naoya smut ♡

▪︎ mimiko having a crush

MY HERO ACADEMIA

▪︎ touya hcs

TOKYO REVENGERS

▪︎ platonic! sanzu with his daughter

▪︎ sanzu's daughter dealing with his addiction issues

▪︎ platonic! sanzu taking a teen with mommy issues under his wing

▪︎ thinking about kisaki...

VIKINGS

▪︎ ivar brainrot

▪︎ platonic! ivar and his daughter

▪︎ platonic! ragnar with a daughter who is popular among kings

▪︎ how daughter of ragnar! darling is treated by her brothers

▪︎ thinking about aslaug and her only daughter!!!

MISC.

▪︎ yandere android oc

▪︎ some supernatural ideas

▪︎ the last kingdom ideas

▪︎ athelstan hcs (tlk)

▪︎ edward seducing his wife's favorite servant (tlk)

▪︎ draco hcs (hp)

▪︎ michael gavey smut ♡ (saltburn)

[howyourideyourdragon]

Masterlist

main account: howyouloveyourdragon dividers from: mikeykuns

anyone under 18 will be blocked

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House of The Dragon

Rhaenyra Targaryen

fics - omega sister presenting with alpha rhaenyra - alpha rhaenyra betrothal omega sister - alpha rhaenyra x omega sister x alpha daemon - alpha rhaenyra punishing bratty omega sister - alpha rhaenyra x omega powerplay - heartbeat - pearls – sugar mommy rhaenyra au (ft. alicent)

headcanons - alpha rhaenyra x omega half!sister x alpha daemon - alicent's politically savvy sister - alpha rhaenyra x omega dragonseed pt 2 - yandere rhaenyra takes half!sister from greens

Alicent Hightower

fics - pearls – sugar mommy rhaenyra x reader x sugar mommy alicent (ft. rhaenyra) (pending)

headcanons

Daemon Targaryen

fics - remnants - alpha rhaenyra x omega sister x alpha daemon (breeding kink) - the heat (pending)

headcanons - alpha rhaenyra x omega half!sister x alpha daemon

Aemond Targaryen

fics - namesday - sweet girl (ft. aegon)

headcanons

Aegon Targaryen

fics - sweet girl (ft. aemond)

headcanons

Jacaerys Velaryon

fics - namesday

headcanons

Game of Thrones

Daenerys Targaryen

fics - alpha daenerys x bratty omega

headcanons

Margaery Tyrell

fics - Taking Charge – ft Robb Stark (request)

headcanons

Robb Stark

fics - Taking Charge – ft Margaery Tyrell (request)

headcanons

Misc.

Visenya Targaryen

fics

headcanons - alpha visenya x lower born house omega

#howyouloveyourdragon masterlist #smut masterlist

[rainhadaenerys]

My personal Daenerys playlist

Here's my personal playlist for Daenerys:

No Going Back by Nite Lies

Come Alive by Ely Eira

Believer by Imagine Dragons

Towards The Sun by Rihanna

This is our time by Hidden Citizens

Hero by Skillet

Kings by Tribe Society

Born ready by Zayde Wolf

I'd love to change the world by Ten Years After

Runs in The Family by Amanda Palmer

The cost of the crown by Mercedes Lackey

No Calm Before The Storm by Atalia

Afraid by The Neighbourhood

Stronger Than Ever by Raleigh Ritchie (Jacob Anderson)

Warpath by Hidden Citizens

Warriors by Imagine Dragons

Mother of flame by Miracle of sound

Heroes by Zayde Wolf

Battlefield by Svrcina

Legends never die Ft. Against the Current

This is war by 30 seconds to mars

Paradise by Coldplay

Journey (Ready To Fly) by Natasha Blume

Calls Me Home by Shannon LaBrie

PS.: I don't think every single part of all the lyrics fit Dany perfectly, but overall they fit Dany. For example, in "The cost of the crown" by Mercedes Lackey, she says she was schooled and bred for the crown and only thought of the rights she would have with the crown, which obviously doesn't fit Dany, but the rest of the song fits Dany's mindset as a queen perfectly. In "Stronger Than Ever" by Raleigh Ritchie, he says that he doesn't watch the news and can't be arsed with college, which obviously doesn't fit Dany, who does care about learning and gaining knowledge, but the part about falling short on knowledge matches Dany's feelings of not knowing what to do with the situation in Meereen, and the rest of the song describes well many of Dany's struggles. "Runs in The Family" by Amanda Palmer is mostly a reflection of Dany's fears of having "the taint", which doesn't mean I think the Targaryen family actually has genetic "madness". And so on.

#daenerys targaryen #music #playlist

[toadpeee]

Do you have a name for Daenerys and Jon’s baby’s?? Would they make there own names or use some past Targaryen ones 👀

The only baby who’s actually “canon” to the s8au is their first daughter who I named Daeyana (pronounced similar to Diana)

She’s the baby that’s in most/all my drawings that ft. Jonerys + baby, BUT— I do have a little “just for fun” continuation of the s8AU where they have 4 more children;

Their second daughter is named Aemma, their first son is named Aemon— & they finish off with twins Robb & Rhaella :)

I’d like to draw them some day— we’ll see!

#ask #s8au

[faithlesslovee]

rules: shuffle your "on repeat" playlist and post the first 10 tracks, then tag 10 people! tagged by @eclipsedsuns

1. vertigo, griff

2. wendy, maisie peters

3. get him back!, olivia rodrigo

4. coming of age, maisie peters

5. all american bitch, olivia rodrigo

6. laugh track ft. phoebe bridgers, the national

7. black hole, griff

8. castles crumbling ft. hayley williams

9. simple math, manchester orchestra

10. poison & wine, the civil wars

tagging: @columbusswift @sadgirlautumn @cruel-style @daenerys-targaryen @calmfolklore @softenmygrip @eyesopentv @piercedthrutheheart

[stormbcrn]

word association, ft. daenerys targaryen !!

ROUGH. scales.

FOOLISH. girl.

SAD. night.

HATE. anger.

LIGHT. sun & stars.

DARK. storms.

MOTHER. pearl ring.

FATHER. ash.

CHILD. magic.

MARRIAGE. strategic.

LOVE. warm.

SOFT. water.

PET. dragons.

DREAM. ... dragons.

DIVORCE. broken trust.

WATER. freedom.

LOUD. wind.

ANNOUNCEMENT. law.

POWER. braids.

FIGHT. ambition.

SMACK. brother.

WHITE. snow.

SICK. worry.

KISS. sweetness.

HURT. blood.

HAPPY. simplicity.

tagged by: @dracharenae! tagging: @graunblida, @marblecarved ( for jenny or loreza! ), @wereveaux / @fullrigor ( muse of your choice, but *cough cough* jon pls ), @timewound, @nanlanmo and @ anyone else bc it's impossible for me to tag everyone but ily

#♕ * about / dash games. #@ my mutuals feel free to steal even if i didn't tag you!!

[literare]

@sinamor : sender kisses receivers stomach.

her three children were what she had settled for, a long time ago. drogon, viserion & rhaegal. and she had told robb as much, long before they married, did not want to keep him in the dark. if children were something he wanted . . . she would not be the mother. started off as, feeling a little under the weather. ignored the clear signs that were there, because she had been in denial. blamed it on stress. until dresses became a little tight. until she couldn't keep food down in the morning. until she was tired all the time, no matter how much sleep she got. until she stood naked infront the mirror & watched herself for a moment, ever so little swell of her stomach. telling robb from there, had been easy and he took it in strides, bless him. laying in bed now, the sun slowly setting behind the mountains and bathing the room in orange hues : candles flickering softly around them. relaxing into the mattress, slightly propped up by pillow as she looks down at him, soft smile upon features & fingers run through his hair when kiss is pressed to her stomach. a thing she never thought she would experience.     ❝   they think it is a girl.   ❞

#sinamor #ft. robb stark. #re. daenerys targaryen. #I CR Y

[the-rogue-dragon]

Daenerys Targaryen Queen of the Andals and the First Men & Daemon Targaryen Prince Consort and Protector of the Realm.

@incissam​

#incissam #the rogue prince: ft. daenerys targaryen #the rogue prince: musings | aesthetics | music #the ones she had lost and the ones she had found: chasing ghosts | incissam

[reiignonme-moving]

❄️ JON TAG DROP!!

#[ ❄️ ] 𝐉𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖 — roleplay. #[ ❄️ ] 𝐉𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖 — faceclaim. #[ ❄️ ] 𝐉𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖 — aesthetic. #[ ❄️ ] 𝐉𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖 — about. #[ ❄️ ] 𝐉𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖 — desires. #[ ❄️ ] 𝐉𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖 — family. #[ ❄️ ] 𝐉𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖 — loves. #[ ❄️ ] 𝐉𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖 — rel. ygritte. #[ ❄️ ] 𝐉𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖 — rel. daenerys targaryen. #[ ❄️ ] 𝐉𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖 — rel. faye brookes / kiissme. #[ ❄️ ] 𝐉𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖 — ship ft. ygritte. #[ ❄️ ] 𝐉𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖 — ship ft. daenerys. #[ ❄️ ] 𝐉𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖 — ship ft. faye / kiissme. #— [ 👑 ] ❛ tag drop.

[sigilsongs]

selective  &  private  𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐈𝐀𝐅  mumu  blog.   mature + triggering  themes present /  minors  dni.   ft. canon  muses.    𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝  𝐛𝐲  𝐬𝐤𝐲𝐞 ...  29 ,  she / they ; 𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚.   {#}

  despite all those 𝔰𝔦𝔤𝔦𝔩𝔰 & 𝔰𝔬𝔫𝔤𝔰 . . . 𝑖 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔.

𝐟𝐭. rhaenys i targaryen, quenton qoherys, osmund strung, jon snow, daenerys targaryen, robert i baratheon, ashara dayne, theo tyrell . . . & 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬.

 memes. opens. mobile bios. au verses. interaction calls. + more links.

carrd bios : any muse pages not linked are a wip 🙏🏾

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 ; as such my opens are open to mutuals only. this is stated in my rules also. please contact me if you do want to rp and we aren't mutuals.

  this is a sideblog to @bruiisedpetals

#(``) 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ... 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠

[lencra]

( SELF PARA ) : THE ESCAPE FROM KING'S LANDING AND THE JOURNEY TO STORM'S END... ― ft. @garrick-cargyll with mentions of @jaehaerysiitargaryen, @jaehaeraxtargaryen, @leolefford, @calla-lefford, @cerissalefford, @leanderlefford, @casterlygldcs, @withsilvereyes and @fromspringandfire.

DAYS INTO THE ESCAPE FROM KING'S LANDING

lenora had been spared being witness to violence for most of her life. one of the only times she saw a man die in a brutal manner, it was her own husband that lost his life. she had been adamant about witnessing his execution. it was also the first time she discovered how deep her apathy could be. she felt nothing when her late husband lost his life. no joy, no pain. there was more blood than she had expected, but that was all nora could really remember thinking. but now she had witnessed more brutality, a different kind. ser garrick and his men had fought to ensure their escape from king's landing. and while the princess consort had not been blind to the danger she had been in while there, it suddenly became crystal clear when queen daenerys attempted to stop them from leaving. she supposed the queen realised that if they left the city, she would have no hostages to use against jaehaerys.

she was slightly dazed as they travelled along the kingsroad towards storm's end. how had her life come to this? she had been at golden tooth and drawing plans for the gardens only moons ago. now she bore a targaryen heir, awaiting the return of her husband, all while fleeing from a queen who would have gladly kept her prisoner. most days were the same. they got on the road as soon as dawn provided light, they travelled all day with only small breaks. they made camp at dusk and ate before sleeping until dawn.

after days had passed, she sat quietly one evening while she ate the meal prepared for them. it was yet another stew. she had been nauseous all day, so she ate slowly as she glanced around the camp. they all treated her well and with respect, but she was still an outsider and she really felt it. garrick and jaehaera were always close. she had very quickly understood that there existed a strong bond between them. and while she would only claim that it made her happy to see, it also made her feel even lonelier. it was strange for her to feel lonely. normally she enjoyed being left to her own devices, but it felt different this time. perhaps there was a difference in choosing to be alone and being left alone. surprisingly, lenora had even started missing jaehaerys. while they did not love each other, there was at least some connection between them thanks to vows spoken in front of the gods and shared nights spent in the same bed. lenora thought of a warm body beside her, of intimate touches. she decided that she really must be lonely to sit and fantasise about nights with a husband she had not even wanted. lenora put the half-eaten bowl of stew down beside her, too nauseous to eat more of it.

"are you not going to finish your portion, your highness?"

lenora practically jumped out of her skin when one of the few servants they had brought with them was suddenly behind her. she was still jumpy from her time in king's landing. "no, i am not hungry. you can take it away." she raised an eyebrow as it looked like the servant was about to argue with her. however, she was soon distracted as she felt a painful twinge in her stomach at that moment. the pain was visible on her face as she put her hand on the barely noticeable bump of her pregnant belly. the servant quickly scurried away with the unfinished bowl of stew after that.

as the hour passed, she grew more uncomfortable by the minute. the pain had not ceased and her head had begun hurting too. lenora excused herself as she decided to rest in the carriage before it was time to sleep. she noticed how weak she felt when she stood up. thinking that the exhaustion of travelling, or perhaps an illness, was to blame, she started the short trek to the carriage. but with every step she took, she felt weaker and weaker. when she got to the carriage, the princess had to support herself by clinging to the side of it. she started dragging herself to the door of the carriage. despite not being able to think clearly, she knew something strange was happening as her body seemed to refuse to do what she wanted.

the noises of the camp faded into a buzz in the background. lenora did not hear when one of the guards asked if she was alright nor she did hear when he called out for ser garrick. all she focused on was getting into the carriage. she told herself that everything would be alright after she had the chance to rest on a padded seat for a few minutes. but as she managed to get up onto the step of the carriage by using the last of her strength, she found herself stumbling backwards as her knees buckled under her. she was caught by the guard who had been watching her for the past minute, clearly unsure what to do. she had no strength to try and get back up despite wanting to. she could do nothing but lay still as he lowered her to the ground. she could feel the commotion around her, how there was a sudden flurry of activity with people crowding around her, but she could not focus her gaze on anything. with her vision growing blurry, the last thing lenora truly saw was the maester crouching down and looking at her with a terrified look in his eyes. then she closed her eyes and did not properly wake again for many hours.

FOUR DAYS LATER

"we will be there soon."

lenora said nothing even though she knew the maester lied as he had said the same thing for days. they were still leagues away from storm's end. the carriage did not have enough space to fully lay down, so she was half slumped against the side of the carriage, trying to get some rest as every little bump in the road felt like agony. her stomach had been cramping since last night. she had been scared of falling ill again, of deteriorating, but the maester said it was likely hunger pains since she had refused most food, except a few cups of soup, since collapsing after being poisoned. but not even escaping the pain could entice her to eat. all she wanted was to sleep in a featherbed, to rest and heal, to feel properly safe again. lenora had been on edge in king's landing. she had always been flanked by guards, always watched closely by ser garrick. she was not naive. she understood the danger she had been in. but when they finally left king's landing after garrick and his men cleared the path, she was sure then that the worst threat had passed. but she had been wrong. they had all let down their guard and she had nearly died as a result. it was another tough lesson for the princess consort to learn. and whoever had wished to kill her had gotten away with it as the servant responsible for lacing her food with poison had fled.

they had been travelling for several hours and the sun was high in the sky when suddenly lenora felt it. the wetness between her legs. it had happened several times since her collapse. whatever dignity she had tried to preserve around the maester and her handmaiden was long gone. they had seen too much the last few days. shit, piss, vomit. it had been humiliating to feel so helpless, to be so vulnerable. she was thankful for them both as they tried to be as discreet as possible, to shield her from the rest of the party.

"we need to stop. i need clean clothes."

when the carriage stopped, she allowed the maester to help her up by holding on to one of her arms. but the moment he lifted her from her seat, she heard a loud gasp from the traumatised handmaiden who had already seen far too much. lenora wondered what could possibly elicit such a reaction considering the events of the last few days. had the poor woman not already seen everything? the princess consort looked down at the cushioned seat. she had expected to see a pool of urine as she had struggled to hold it since collapsing. a passing struggle according to the maester. but instead of urine, she saw a large blood stain. lenora immediately twisted the skirt of her dress around her in order to see the back of it. the dress was saturated with red too. the blood undoubtedly came from her. her heart sank to her stomach. she knew what it meant. somehow all women knew despite how rarely it was discussed. the assassin had not succeeded in taking her life, but they had taken the life of the babe that only a few knew about. she felt numb as she heard the maester mutter a prayer for the child, numb when her handmaiden tentatively took her hand and numb when the entire party was frantically called to a halt once more because of her.

the next hours were agony and lenora pretended to be somewhere else, anywhere else than where she was. she dealt with the pain but focussed on nothing else that went on. it was messy, bloody, painful and traumatising. she was given all the privacy possible, but they were out in the open and the others were able to hear what was going on. after it was all done and the last bloodied rag was taken away, she lay in her makeshift bed, staring at the campfire, when she heard the maester speak with ser garrick. "i have examined the babe and i believe it was a boy. there can be no doubt that he died from the poison." she stopped listening after that. lenora desperately wished that the maester would not have told anyone it was a boy. she wished that she did not know either as it only made the loss greater. a healthy son would have been her way to freedom, a security she did not yet possess, but now he would only be ash. when she was later asked if she wished to name him, she did not know what to say. she had no name for a child that would never open its eyes, a babe that was barely a babe judging by how small the wrapped bundle of his body was.

"it does not feel right to name the child without my husband present."

and so what would have been the little prince was burned without a name before the party of the two royal households continued onwards to storm's end.

TWO DAYS LATER AFTER THE ARRIVAL AT STORM'S END

the moment her head hit the pillow, she slept for almost an entire day. nothing stirred her until she woke up desperately thirsty. when lenora finally felt somewhat human again later in the day, she asked for paper and pen. she sat in bed and began writing letter after letter. one for jaehaerys, one for tyland, one for katherine, one for leo, one for leander, one for calla, one for cerissa, one for gwen. she even wrote a letter to laena. the letters were all short, some shorter than others, and they all contained facts instead of emotions. she informed them of the escape from king's landing, of the attempt on her life and the loss of her child. and that she believed that she was safe now despite everything. lenora knew there was no point in trying to hide it. there had been too many witnesses, too many eyes and ears around. whispers would reach her family sooner or later. at least by admitting to the miscarriage herself, she could control the narrative ― and all of them would know that the blame was to be placed on queen daenerys and her supporters.

the letters were collected by a servant with instructions to prioritise the letters written for jaehaerys, tyland and leo. after doing her duty of informing those who needed to know, her handmaiden found her tools for drawing. the princess sat in bed with her notebook in her lap and charcoal pencils in reach. but lenora only stared at the blank page with tired eyes as her hand kept still. it was rare for her to have a creative block. the last time it happened was after the death of her mother. she had not drawn anything for two moons after that. and it had been agony because drawing was her escape, it was her sanctuary. but once again, it seemed like she was unable to flee from reality when she needed it the most.

lenora started thumbing through the pages of her little book of drawings in hopes of inspiration. she stopped when she got to a drawing of a rose. she remembered drawing it in highgarden, and how proud she had been of the detailing. she recalled showing it to leo before attempting to talk to him about calla. her siblings not reconciling had been her biggest worry then. oh, how she wished that could still be her biggest worry. her fingers ran over the petals of the flower, the charcoal slightly staining the tips of her fingers. she hardly noticed when the first tear fell and smudged the charcoal drawing. despite everything that had happened since they left king's landing, she had not wept even once, but now there was no holding back the sobs that started to rock her body. the numbness she had felt left her. soon she felt the entire weight of all the sorrow and anger that she had held back for many moons.

no longer in control of her emotions, lenora started furiously ripping out page after page of the sketchbook as every drawing suddenly felt like a painful reminder of the life she had been forced to leave behind. she crumpled up the pages and dragged herself out of bed before making her way over to the lit hearth. she fell to her knees, still weak after her ordeals, as she started to throw each crumpled-up drawing into the flames, one after the other, and watched the fire consume the paper. she watched with wet eyes as the flames burned away the remnants of her former life, burning the reminders of the joy she had felt when drawing each illustration. strangely, she felt a wave of relief mixed with sadness and fury. lenora had desperately clung to who she was before marrying jaehaerys. she had pretended that she could carry on being the polite but slightly aloof lefford daughter, the lady who cared little for politics and wanted to be left alone to draw. and being exactly that had gotten her mother and son killed, it had nearly cost lenora her own life. it had even created friction with her husband only days into their marriage. watching her art burn felt like watching her old self burn away. she wondered if this was how her husband felt when he burned the lands during the war. the feeling of burning something until it became nothing, until it held no power over you anymore, until it became a clean slate.

when there was nothing but flame and ash left in the fireplace, her eyes had dried and lenora shakily rose to her feet again. she looked at the decimated sketchbook on her bed and the charcoal pens in the glass jar. after hesitating for only a moment, she threw the sketchbook into the fire too along with the pens. she had no need of them anymore. the fire roared as she placed the now empty jar on the desk. lenora cleaned up the mess that she had made, doing her best to wipe charcoal stains from the white linen, before she crawled back into bed. the unpleasant smell of burning leather filled the room. after she was sure there was nothing left to see in the hearth, she called on her handmaiden to extinguish the fire and open a window. as she laid down, pulling the covers up her shoulders and closing her eyes, lenora knew things would be different tomorrow when she woke again. she could no longer merely be a spectator to her own life unfolding before her. she had always done what she was told to do but rarely anything more. but she had to be more, she wanted to be more.

#( self para. ) #( plot: the crownless shall again be king. ) #tw: miscarriage #tw: blood #tw: death #under read more bc it's very long and full of triggers #and i've tagged everyone who would have received a personal letter from nora

[keopicos]

a list of things from media that has changed the trajectory of my life:

• frank ocean’s blonde album

• ingrid nilsen’s coming out yt video

• training montage from neon genesis evangelion

• telephone by lady gaga ft. beyonce mv

• monstax x-ray daycare episode

• zayn leaving one direction

• emma watson in the bling ring

• smooth criminal (glee version)

• emma stone and andrew garfield during the 2017 oscars

• pride and prejudice (2005) confession scene

• daenerys targaryen

• paradise kiss

• crash landing on you

• seventeen hit the road

• lorde’s pure heroine album

• devon aoki in 2 fast 2 furious

• dance scene between violet evergarden and isabella

• sunoo being the producers pick for enhypen

[tessaservopoulos]

tagged by @sam-loves-seb to post five songs i have on repeat! here are five from my onrepeat playlist:

1. electric touch by taylor swift ft fall out boy

2. mine by kelly clarkson

3. dial drunk by noah kahan ft post malone

4. bonfire by childish bambino

5. once upon a poolside by the national ft sufjan stevens

tagging @hondagirll @burzek @daenerys-targaryen @d-winchesters @lostboybae and @laurabenanti!

#about liz #other