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alicent had an older widowed or still unmarried sister that hears what otto has been planning and decides to ruin his plan and save alicent from that life by making viscerys focus on her instead. I think she could stop the dance of dragons if only to spite otto & become bugs with daemon while doing it. Headcanons but can use to turn it into something longer. Thanks for considering
oh gosh this was a very interesting take im so happy i could indulge :)
this is the first version, a second version will be posted soon after
pronouns: she/her
warnings: vizzy t
so i decided to make her a widow seeing as i think it would add a lot of depth to see her wanting to protect alicent from the life that she herself had
maybe she catches viserys looking at alicent who just looks so much like herself when she got married for the first time
when otto sneaks into conversation that he wants to wed her to him, you put yourself forth and take over her expectations and go in her stead, smirking as flirtatiously as you can at the frail King and insisting you help with his ointments
now i could imagine you arguing with otto to let you trade positions with alicent seeing as you have also lost your spouse and it makes sense for you to empathise with him, he might argue that you are not the pure choice or perhaps push the both of you toward him
you don't wear your mother's dresses–they're too sacred for that and you forgo your religious symbols
so regardless you go instead of her and dressed in your mourning attire especially if you are still grieving, your father is an ambitious man and you know his intentions so you will simply foil them and marry the old king yourself
you are a beautiful woman with plenty of suitors before your first marriage and against your father's judgment, viserys is quick to welcome you
a warm comfort of understanding passes over you both
you do not feel the need to lay a thick affection, simply offering your condolences and rubbing his shoulders
slowly you make a show of exploring the castle ground with him, asking what has changed since you were young
it has been a long time since you were home and he is all the more keen to help you
eventually you propose a mutual decision
to get married and mutually benefit your families
but there is one condition
Rhaenyra will be Queen after he passes
he needs an son to quieten his council, someone to look out for Rhaenyra's throne and you need a husband
it is a logical choice and he cares for you
whether the relationship becomes platonic or romantic, he comes to a deep affection with you and especially after you fall pregnant with his child
though you both hold your breath once he is born a boy
as queen you take the role of alicent's guardian and suggest lightly to your husband that your father is not to be trusted
that he is cunning and resourceful
you convince your husband that otto's spies were planted and malicious only to threaten her throne
but you also pay a visit to rhaenyra
you ask her what happened very plainly and when she lies boldly to her, you send a warning and kiss on the forehead as a show of goodwill
then daemon is exiled again and it is the first time you raise your voice to your husband
the argument is long, loud and tedious but eventually he agrees to give rhaenyra a few more years of prospects and give daemon the chance of redemption
rhaenyra is unsure what to make of you and your possible intentions until you demand she have a place at the small council not as cupbearer but as an official presence to make decisions and learn from her fellow lords
slowly you guide her into positions of power and discuss with her the importance of morality
you request visits with her to dragonstone under the guise of motherly bonding
she requests to arrive on dragonback and surprisingly you agree with a smirk on your face
the ride is arduous and you cling to her waist tightly, clawing as though you will fall at any moment
but it is also exhilarating
once you both arrive, she is surprised to hear you have hidden something for her on her own grounds
she frowns, worried this may be a coup but when you lead her into the council room then gasps
there before her is daemon, her daemon grinning wildly
but it is not only that
he is dressed in traditional valyrian garb
otto hightower is not the only master of cunning in your family
you agree to be a witness and state calmly that if she is prepared to cement her choices then so are you
it's the first time she respects you
she's also grateful that you have gone to such levels to ensure her claim is protected
and so she gradually cares for you more and more
viserys on the other hand is outraged at your blatant disrespect which you throw back, regarding your own children with him
that you warm his bed despite what you may want yourself, that he never asks only summons her
and he's silent because for the first time someone is confronting other than his brother
because he didn't ask aemma either
he has been hailed for his need for peace and yet as he stands before you, it is not peace he has created it is secrecy and malice
he continues to argue weakly but when you refuse to spend the night in his chambers despite his calls and you do not arrive early to assist him in his ointments, he finds himself missing your gentle touch
you allow the children to eat at his side and arrive briefly where he practically ladens your plate himself but you're composed and collected and false
so instead of summoning you
he spends time with the children
he allows daemon to visit court, to not force his child into enduring flights just to see her husband
and eventually you summon him and he could not be more relieved
whether making up with him is because he has endeared you or strategic does not matter because your time becomes quickly occupied when rhaenyra falls pregnant with her first child
you coo at her swollen stomach and share any tips or guidances you are able and when she become irate you are there to provide her with the food of her cravings and anecdotes of embarrassing circumstances
daemon whether he likes it or not also becomes fond of you
you were the reason he could marry rhaenyra of course and he oddly likes your sharp tongue, especially when it is used against your father
so your sweet trio is admired and especially by viserys
the house of the dragon is united once more
you discuss with daemon one evening how you worry about what will come once rhaenyra's child is born and in the night he provides a strange comfort
he is a second son and his right to being heir was taken from him for a mere child instead and while he loves rhaenyra, he believes it was his birthright by order of law until seeing her arrival at dragonstone
the day everything changed and instead of a foolish princess he found a queen in the making
perhaps it is your motherly presence that cracks his shield but he finds himself spilling his hurt at viserys' continued rejection of him
you explain that you cannot reinstate his presence on the small council but he qucikly explains that is not what he meant
he wants a family as much as his brother does
and then it clicks
you will not stop a fight for power by sweet words and affirmations
you will influence your children's fondness for their sister
unite them strong
aegon will not want for a throne that he does not believe to be his and no amount of scheming can change that
so the bonding strategies ensue and surprisingly they work
aegon is beaming at the attention and little helaena is asking about syrax
but aemon is in the corner shyly so you coax him into his sister's presence
family dinners are mandatory
once jacaerys is born with or without silver hair, his aunt and uncles are fawning over the babe (though aegon still finds himself jealous of the attention from time to time)
#hightower reader#viserys x reader#viserys targaryen x reader#viserys targaryen x fem reader#headcanons#hightower reader x viserys#hightower reader x viserys targaryen#hotd headcanons#hotd ff#hotd fanfic#hotd fanfiction#hotd headcanons x reader#hotd x reader
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Green Skin - Daemon Targaryen x Targaryen Oc
pairing:Daemon Targaryen x Targaryen Oc
Content:🔞, Incest, Age-Gap,Angst
Author's Note:it's my first post here!,english is not my first language so don't be rude,this is just a little intro so don't forget to let me know how you liked it
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When Viserys married Alicent he thought she could give him his desired heir, but when the young woman gave birth to a girl who even had Valyrian features, Viserys decided that Rhaenyra would continue as his heir.
After Alysanne, Alicent had four more children, three of them boys, and yet her husband never changed her mind.
Rhaenyra would be queen one day and she will kill her and her children as soon as she takes the throne.
Otto Hightower would not give up, he continued to plan to usurp Rhaenyra and place Aegon on the iron throne without thinking of the consequences.
When Daemon decides to take Alysanne as his third wife, Otto saw it as one more advantage to his plan.
Not knowing that the old prince would manipulate the mind of her young wife, inciting her to usurp the throne for them and her children.
#daemon targeryan#daemon targeryen x reader#targaryen reader#daemon x reader#daemon targaryen x targaryen reader#house of the dragon#hotd fanfic#alicent hightower#hightower reader#Daemon Targaryen x Targaryen Oc#Daemon Targaryen x Oc
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It was common secrecy that you and Daemon often spent nights tangled in each other's arms, a matter allowed only for the reason that it kept Daemon from enacting his roguish tendencies.
"No, no, no, I've already missed the morning—Daemon!" you shriek when his cold hands run along your skin. It's often a game between the two of you - Daemon, in search of warmth, would pounce and lay his freezing hands on your warm skin. "You would leave a prince of the realm on his deathbed?" he pouted, reaching out for you again.
You smacked his hands away, "When his hands are as cold as the North's ass? Yes, besides, I doubt Otto's going to be happy with how late I am."
"Your cousin…” he begins.
"Is an ass? I know Daemon; I grew up with him," you return to him briefly, placing a brief kiss on his lips; you dart away before he can trap you underneath him again.
#daemon targeryen x reader#daemon targaryen x male reader#i'm going to continue the trend of having questionable taste in men because if anything gets to me it's matt smith as a targaryen 💀#shitedrabbles#shitequeue#hightower reader#hotd imagine
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𝕽𝖊𝖇𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖔𝖚𝖘 𝕮𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖉
Part 2 here
𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐬 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐍𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫.
ʜɪɢʜᴛᴏᴡᴇʀꜱ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ)
Tw: not much just reader not giving a fuck about nothing and has white hair and purple eyes. Mentions of drinking, brothels, taverns, Aegon in general. Otto being an ass, Alicent has about had it with her daughter. Cussing.
Author’s note: I haven’t wrote anything in a while, and I’ve had this Idea since last night. I hope you like it, I’d like some feedback. Sorry that its short.
Ever since you were born, you were called the spare child, you no important duties like your siblings, no one paid no mind to you, you basically didn’t exists. So to pass your time you did whatever you wanted, when you had grown older you began to cause even more trouble.
You would accompany Aegon to visit taverns or brothels, you only drank whatever liquor they had but never indulge in anything sexual. You honestly wish to marry with someone you love, but being a princess you knew that it will never happen.
When Aegon had cut his hair, you had also cut your hair but way shorter, since then you had short hair, it bothered your mother and she has scolded you for it since you did not act like a princess and now you don’t look like one, but did you care? Nope! Whatever she said had always gone from one ear out the other.
That day Sir Vaemond Velaryon had position the crown so that he could be the heir of Driftmark since his brother was still injured. Did you bother going? Nope! You had left to a tavern that had become your favorite for always having the strongest ales and other kinds of alcohol. You didn’t care if people spread rumors of you going to the taverns, you would actually prove them to be true.
When you arrived back to the Red Keep a bit too tipsy, your mother was in your bedroom pissed, her face was as red as your dragon Bloodfyre. You giggled as you threw yourself on your bed.
“Where have you been!” she demanded as you then groaned and laid on your stomach and hugged your pillow “out, mother” you mumble as you began to slip into slumber but the she yanked you to her, smelling the Ale that was coting your body. “You were out drinking?” she asked you disappointed at you, causing you to laugh “yeah, they always have the best Ale, and don’t worry no one had taken my Maidenhead mother, you can check if you like” you said as she then let go of you. Falling to your bed making you laugh more.
“Seven Hells you are just like your brother, minus laying with anything that has two legs” she sounded frustrated, her child was almost a carbon copy of her eldest son. “Your father wants us all to have a family dinner, you have better be their or else!” The Queen said as she had then pulled out a green dress from your wardrobe and demanded your handmaiden to get you cleaned up.
Once you were clean, your handmaiden tried to dress you in that green dress, but you didn’t allow her. You pulled out a long red dress that had allowed you to show off your chest and a bit of your torso, you also wore black body chains on your chest. This dress will probably cause your mother to faint. You were now ready and left to the dinner.
When you arrived, your mother and Grandsire had a modified look on their faces. Your mother would probably kill you later but you sat down between Aegon and Helaena, your sister had complemented “Y/n, you look beautiful” She said as your older brother Aemond took a seat next to her and Aegon sat next to you “no green?” he asked as you responded “no, the color green looks horrible, speacially on me” you said it loud enough for everyone to hear. You noticed how you Uncle Daemon laughed at what you said. Then your father arrived and you stood up like everyone.
Everything was fine until Aegon had offered his serves to your cousin causing our nephew to stand catching everyone attention. When Aegon went back to his seat, you then smacked him outside the head, your mother gave you a look while your Uncle and Father laughed. The dinner went on, Jace had asked your sister for a dance and she agreed. She looked happy which warmed your heart, mean while Aemond watched them while Aegon and you were secretly chatting about which taverns you should go later that night.
Everything went down hill when a pig was placed in front of your brother. A brawl broke out, Aemond getting punched and your younger nephew getting slammed on the table by Aegon. They broke it off soon after the guards held the Velaryon boys and Daemon staring down at your brother. You took a sip from your wine then stood up “what a lovely family dinner” you said as you then sip your cup once more and tossed it on to the floor, leaving the dinning room to your chambers.
That night you and Aegon left to your usual tavern, you both were drinking the night away, not caring being spotted, once you arrived back home still in your red gown you threw yourself at your bed and dosed off.
The next morning your mother had went into your room, seen that your were asleep she woke you. You groaned, already feeling the headache that you will have. “What is it now? I came home this time” you said as your mother spoke “Your father is dead” she said with a look of dispare. You looked at her as you sigh and looked at the ceiling.
“Well, Fuck”
#house of the dragon#hotd#a song of ice and fire#hotd x reader#hotd x you#hotd x y/n#hotd x fem! reader#hightowers x reader#hightowers x fem reader#platonic#sister reader#daughter reader#hightower reader#alicent hightower#otto hightower#aegon targaryen#helaena targaryen#aemond targaryen#y/n targaryen
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Hey could you do more rhaenyra x reader stories please :)
WE USED TO LOVE SO WELL TOGETHER | autumn features (october edition)
summary: is it yet possible to salvage what the hightowers had done to rhaenyra?
pairing: rhaenyra x hightower!reader
a/n: yes i can! i also love emma’s performance, so i can’t wait to write nyra as played by them, too <3
masterlist. ☕. reqs are open for the october prompt list!
From as long as you can remember, it had always been you three: you, Rhaenyra, and your sister. With hands linked together and hushed laughter swallowed down by pleasant smiles you strolled the halls of the Red Keep, uncovering it’s many secrets.
Those were carefree days, lovely beyond compare. And when Alicent made herself scarce once evening drew, as if knowing her presence would be more appreciated elsewhere, that’s when faces drew closer and whispers became warmer, the nightly glows of burning candles dripping wax till nothing but smoke was left. It spiraled into the air and into a pleasant daydream Nyra and you shared. Neither of you voiced it aloud, but the feeling was balmy and fragrant like her favourite perfume.
You love your sister, and love your father, but you always have, and always will, love Rhaenyra the most.
It’s a chilly cloudless day. The sun bleeds golden under the Weirdwood branches. The bard continues strumming the same tune as Nyra reads her tome in deathly silence, blank faced and obviously displeased. Your throat is dry as you stand and wait for her acknowledgement. It never comes.
You are the queen’s sister, now. And whilst you hold neither Alicent’s nor Nyra’s power, your voice is strangely commanding when you lie, “The Queen requests your presence, Samwell.”
The sharp look you send him makes him stumble upright with a bow. He makes himself scarce with the wind. Rhaenyra flips a page, but her eyes stay fixed. The leather of her gloves groans when her fingers tighten around the parchment.
“...Nyra.” You utter breathless, your hands hooking together almost in a prayer, “Please speak to me.”
“Leave.” Is all she mumbles, turning a page once more. Her voice strikes through your heart and your face scrunches.
“Tell me,” You begin, approaching carefully, “tell me what you wish for me to do and I will do it. Without question.”
“Leave me be.”
You halt, clench your fists, and then continue, sitting down beside her, “...Anything but that.” You whisper. She flinches, and in the sunlight, you see her eyes well with tears, “Send me off to war or wed me to anyone you wish. Banish me to Dorne or lock me in the dungeons, but I shall not leave your side unless I’m incapable to reach you.” Your finger curls around a lock of her hair - soft, gliding - and hook it behind her ear. Rose dyes her cheeks. You smile a little, “And even if you do, I shall still find a way to get back to you. Always.”
She suddenly turns to you, and the intensity of her gaze startles you, “Do you promise?” The book lays abandoned in her lap, “Do you swear to never leave me?”
“I swear.”
“Even if it goes against your father’s wishes?”
“I care not for what my father thinks,��� You say, your hand landing on her cheek, “I only care of you.”
Her gaze flicks to your lips before settling on your eyes again. You think she may kiss you and bitter disappointment poisons from within when she does not. She withdraws, cautious, yet glowing, your hand cradled in hers.
The two of you sit there, in silence, comfortable and safe in each others hold. And if true love really does exists outside of fairy tales, you know that you had found it. You can only hope she has, as well.
hope you liked it! <3
#rhaenyra targaryen#hotd#house of the dragon#rhaenyra x reader#hotd x reader#imagine#imagines#reader#xreader#hightower reader#request#autumn features 2022#october
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Hightower Reader loves the sons of her niece Alicent and takes great care of them while Daemon and they get twins (because of the duty) and these are the best friends of Baelon II :)
hightower reader does her duty, of course she does but in my mind, she and daemon live separately. He goes off and does whatever he does and she stays with baelon ii and her twin babies in the red keep with her brother and niece, supporting them completely. the twins would absolutely follow around their mother and cousin around like little ducklings.
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Dark!House of The Dragon Men x Reader
You tried to balance your relationship with the greens and blacks despite being Rhaenyra's daughter.
And it worked.
With Aegon II Targaryen
Both of you are close in age, as you are older then Jace.
Aegon found himself falling for you, due to many factors, not only because you are beautiful.
You are kind, intelligent, and most importantly YOU LISTEN to him.
Both of you spend too much time together with or without your mothers knowledge.
The only time he stood up to his mother is when she spoke about you in a horrid manner, calling you a bastard.
"If you dare speak about her like that ever again, I will go and inform father!"
He later on becomes your betrothed by Viserys' order to unite the house.
With Aemond Targaryen
You never mocked him like his brother and your siblings.
In fact, you became his friend and shared his interest in reading books.
The only one in house Targaryen that he felt connected to is you.
Sometimes you would sneak into his chamber in the middle of the night though the hidden passages to just chat.
So, it's hard for your Targaryen uncle not to fall for you, he even looked past your legitimacy.
You literally stood by his side when Luke took his eye and comforted him.
But hearing your engagement to his older brother made his blood boil, and he took an oath to steal you away.
Especially after claiming Vhagar, he realized he now has the ability to burn down anyone who he finds as a threat to his affection towards you.
"Don't worry, I will protect you, dear niece"
With Jacearys Velaryon
He respects and loves you dearly, you are his role model.
That is why he started to bully Aemond when he saw you pay attention to the silver haired Targaryen more than him.
When puberty hit him, he began to slowly develop feelings for you.
And what increased those feelings is that he heard his mother mention something about marrying you to him.
But all his dreams came crashing down when Viserys' announced that you would wed Aegon.
And when you actually did marry Aegon, and after years where Viserys' held a feast, Jace tried to convince you to return to Dragonstone with him.
The night he got in a fight with Aegon he let out all his fury, even if he promised to behave.
"Annual your marriage to him and marry me instead"
With Ser Criston Cole (Platonic)
He is your biological father.
And he knows that, so unlike his bad treatment towards your mother and siblings, he treated you kindly.
At the age of ten he revealed to you that he is your real father.
At first you didn't believe him, but as you grew older you did begin to realize the truth.
Instead of avoiding him, you decided to be friendly and call him 'father' when you both are alone.
One time, one of the servants accidentally spilled soup on you.
The next day that servant was found dead.
"I'm your father before being the Queen's sworn sword"
With Gwayne Hightower
He flirted with you before your wedding not realizing that you are his nephew's bride.
Gwayne hates Rhaenyra, but the thought of you being her daughter left him in disbelief.
You are nothing like your mother.
Everything about you scream honor, virtue and kindness.
Gwayne even tried to convince you to runaway before it's too late.
"You still have time to not marry Aegon"
Indeed, it's awful to say that about his nephew.
But he cares about your well-being more than Aegon's happiness.
And it really shows during the war.
#tw: toxic relationships#yandere house of the dragon#possessive#daughter reader#romantic yandere#aegon ii targaryen x reader#jacaerys velaryon x reader#aemond targaryen x reader#gwayne hightower x reader#reader insert#house of the dragon
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Stay with me || D. Targaryen x Hightower!reader
GIF by @beaconofthehightower DIVIDERS by @straywords
summary: In which you have been forced into marriage with the Rogue Prince by the King. However, it has been well over a year and the two of you yet to see eye to eye, mostly because of Daemon's dislike towards your father. When you find out that you're expecting, things seem to take a drastic turn.
a/n: no way this was sitting in my drafts since i first opened this acc end of last year🥹
“The bath is ready for you, my Lady.” The handmaiden bowed at your direction as you finish taking off your jewellery. “Thank you, you may go,” You bid her off, “But my Lady-“ She protested, “I am quite capable of bathing myself, thank you.” Meeting the maidens eyes through the mirror, you didn’t mean to sound rude and snap at the poor women—your pent up emotions needed releasing, hence why you called for a bath.
Without uttering another word, you watch as she closes the door with a loud thud. Throwing your necklace across the room to release the built up tension, you inhale deeply whilst leaning your hand against the bed post. Tears threatening to escape, you look up towards the ceiling so that they would not fall.
Finding out that you were with child was a rollercoaster of emotions. You were saddened at the thought of bringing a child into this cruel word. How could you try to make your child’s life happy when both of his/her parents were not with each other?
You thought that you could some how find times in your marriage that you would be happy, but you didn’t, the past 12 months were a nightmare. You barely got to see Daemon, and when you did, he’d be drunk and fall asleep without saying a word to you.
And the whispers and talks of people seeing him visit brothels in silk street were unbearable. You tried ignoring the best you could, but how could you when people didn’t even put any effort into quietening down when walking past you?
Brushing your lingering thoughts away, you walk to the bath that was bearably hot. Removing your thin night gown and letting it pile in a corner, you couldn’t help but stare at your still-flat stomach in the mirror. The thought of a babe growing inside was both amazing and terrifying.
Slipping your body in, a sigh leaves your mouth at the sensation of the hot water against your skin. After nearly 30 minutes, the door to your chambers opened.
There was only ever one person to open that door without bothering to knock, and that was your Husband. Eyes closed, you heard his footsteps until it came to a halt, slowly opening your eyes and sitting up, you turn your head to find Daemon watching you from outside the door that led to the bathroom.
“Husband.” You greeted turning your head back and closing them once again. “Wife.” He replied, taking off his clothes and changing. You were surprised he did not sound drunk like he usually did most nights. The two of you not uttering a single word until you got out of the bath.
You flinch once you realised Daemon was sat on a one of the sofas that faced your bath tub, not that the two of you were foreign to seeing each other naked. After drying up, you slip your night gown on once again before making your way to your dresser.
“Ao nektogon aōha ōghar, nyke ūndegon” His voice made you pause your actions, looking at his sat figure through the mirror. “2 two months ago Daemon.” You reply annoyed as you brush through your hair. “But you would know if you saw me more often.” Muttering under your breath, Daemon replied, “ȳdragon plainly.”(You cut your hair, I see) (Speak plainly)
Closing you eyes and taking a sharp inhale, you turn your body towards him, a cup with what you presume was alcohol in his hand. “What I mean, husband, is if you were here more often instead of spending your nights at the brothel, that you would notice the little things!” Your voice escalates in volume. Daemon throws his head back with a loud sigh. “Are we really doing this?”
“Where do your loyalties reside, husband? It is most certainly not with me! Whom you swore under the seven Gods that you would be there for me!” You were now standing up as you watch Daemon with an unreadable face.
“Ivestragon mirros!”You yell, “Skoro syt issi ao sir mentioning bisa?” He calmly asked. With furrowed eyebrows, you study his face, his gaze set to candles on the table. “Skoros?”(Say something) (Why are you now mentioning this) (What)
“Don’t act stupid y/n,” He scoffed, finally meeting your eyes, “Emi issare married syt mirri jēda, sir ao decide naejot elēni aōha concerns?” (We have been married for some time, now you decide to voice your concerns)
“Ivestragon nyke, skoro syt?” His deep voice questioned. Searching his eyes, and opening your mouth, no words seemed to come out. (Tell me, why)
“Cat got your tongue, my love?” Daemon smirked as you gulped, tears slowly but surely welling up. You found yourself pathetic, truth being the fact that you couldn’t even tell your own husband you were carrying his child.
Without saying another word, you turned around, blowed out all the candles except for the ones beside Daemon’s side of the bed, and slipped under the covers of your bed.
A loud sigh leaves the Prince’s mouth. Deep down, you wanted him to come to bed and engulf you in a hug. Instead, you hear the sound of the doors opening and closing, he left. You cried yourself to sleep that night.
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Waking up to a cold and empty bed, you felt it slowly but surely making its way up your throat as you place the back of your hand to your mouth. Luckily, Eva, your closest handmaiden, had walked in just in time as you puked into the bucket.
“Perhaps having breakfast will be good for you, my Lady” She kindly smiles at you as you look up at her with a disgusted face at the thought of food at that moment. “I think not” You grumbled before getting up and getting ready.
“Has my husband returned yet?” Your eyes meet with the handmaidens’ through the mirror as you put earrings on. “No, my Lady” She looks down. “Should I even tell him?” You contemplate, fidgeting with your rings.
Before you could get a response, a loud knock comes from your door as you give a confused look to Eva as she quickly opens the door. “My lady, it’s your father.” She calls out before curtsying and leaving the room.
“Father,” You kiss his cheek to greet him. “I think it is best you go to the throne room now” He gives you a blank look. An awkward chuckle leaves your lips, “But why? What’s happening?” Concern spread through your body as Otto doesn’t say anything.
You quickly brush past him and make a beeline to the throne room. Upon entering, you were stopped by a kingsguard. “Who is in there” You question. “I cannot tell you that Lady-“ “I’m only going to ask you once, brother, who is in there?” You send daggers to your younger brother’s way.
“His Grace, Daemon, and-“ Before he could finish his sentence, you push past him and open the door. There sat Viserys on the iron throne with Daemon standing e of him, his back to you. What perplexed you even more was the women on her knees beside Daemon. A handmaiden to be precise. Viserys gives you a pitiful look, It was only when both Daemon and the handmaiden look back to you when you realise.
“I-“ You couldn’t even properly speak as you choked back tears. You felt like screaming at that moment. “Y/n-“ You didn’t even let Daemon utter another word before you closed the door—Gwayne giving you a concerned look—and sped off back to your room.
“Pack my things. I am leaving” You order your handmaidens as tears continuously roll down your cheeks. You were shaking, you felt like you were suffocating. “Are you all right my lady?” Eva places ger hand on your shoulder as you breathe heavily. “I-I need to get out of this dress- a-and breathe for gods sake!” You shout angrily as hands were already untying your dress.
You had about enough of Daemon’s behaviour. You needed to leave. After being dressed in something more comfortable, the doors open as your father walks in. “I assume you’re going back to Old town?” Your father places his hands behind his back as he watches you gather your jewelry.
“I am. If you expect me to stay here any longer with that-that horrid man then-“ “I don’t expect you to, daughter. He was caught in bed with her this morning. I assure you, that handmaiden will get what she deserves. Sleeping with her Lady’s husband, what was she thinking” Otto scoffs as tears blur your eyes.
“Have you even told him yet?” His question catches you off-guard. “No. After what I just found out I don’t think I will. He can find out later on after I’ve left” You say through greeted teeth as the last of your things were packed up.
“The carriage is already out there waiting for you, my Lady” Eva mentions as you nod at her. “Goodbye father, I hope you do come visit” You sadly smile before embracing him in a hug, his hands caressing your hair before you pull back and walk off.
It was pouring outside. You held your skirt up so it wouldn’t get dirty. “Y/n!” His voice booms over the rain as you pause. You quicken your pace but before you could even fully step into the carriage, a rough hand pulls you back.
Before you know it, your hand makes contact with his cheek with a loud slap. The few handmaidens gasp before they look down. He rolls his tongue against his cheek before chuckling, “I deserve that, don’t I?” “Oh you deserve so much worse Daemon.” You darkly chuckle at the man.
“I can’t believed you stooped that low- and with one of my handmaidens? How pathetic can you get, Husband. I have done nothing but been patient with you every day but this? That was the final straw. I’m leaving and you cannot stop me” You say the last bit through greeted teeth. “Were you going to tell me?”
You stop dead in your tracks. You breathe out from your nose, “Tell you what exactly?” Your head turns to him. “That you’re carrying my child. Was I ever going to find out? Or was I going to when I’m on my deathbed.” He shouts angrily as you keep your composure.
“And bring him up with a father who can’t even keep his loyalties to his wife? You’re delusional, truly.” A loud scoff emits your mouth. Not a second later, Daemon drops to his knees infront of you. People around whispering to each other at the sight of the Rogue Prince on his knees to his wife. You gulp as he looked so vulnerable. He looks up to you as he takes ahold of your hands. “Stay with me. Please. That is all I ask of you y/n” He pleads.
“Stay with you? I have stayed with you every day Daemon while you fucked your way through the brothels. I’ve had enough of hoping that you would finally see me as your wife!” Tears were once again pouring down your cheeks as you sniffle. “I can’t stay with you.” Your voice cracks before you pull away from Daemon’s touch and enter the carriage without looking back.
The carriage starts to move as you start sobbing harder. Daemon was still there kneeling as he watched his wife leave. He watched his entire future leave.
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hot evil characters who i want to fix but will make me cry if i actually meet them in real life>>>>>>
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alicent has a younger omega sister who is politically savvy but ignored by otto. when it is announced that alicent is marrying the king the hightower omega reader and alpha rhaenyra team up (get married) and become a power couple to get back at otto. if you want them to reconcile with alicent that may be something good to have happen but not likely to happen with otto as there's a lot of differences/anger between them. Headcanons though you can use it if you want to turn it into a longer thing.
pronouns: she/her
warnings: inferences of misogyny
A/n: your honour i love hightower reader, i got carried away but i hope you still like! this idea is going straight into my pocket
okay so i'm going to use the assumption that Otto had the idea to place Alicent as Queen for a long time so he focussed most of his attention on influence Viserys and Alicent
so he doesn't have plans for you just assumes that once Alicent is married, he will have a plentiful of powerful lords offering tributes for your hand
he doesn't suspect that everything can flip so quickly
I think Viserys would take interest in you for your intellect if he noticed some of the quips you made or the books you read
so he may offer you become a cupbearer to sooth your curiosity
I imagine that Otto wouldn't be entirely happy about this because of your nature but it is another step to gaining the King's favour so he lets it slide
then you almost drop the large jug of wine on Lord Beesbury's lap when the announcement is made but you don't say anything until you're both back at your private quarters, you decide to deal with Alicent later, she's a mere pawn in your father's game but she is not completely innocent
"I don't understand." You roar at your father. "Alicent has been gallivanting with the heir to the Iron Throne since they were children and now you have her betray the princess? Are you a fool, father?" Otto's gaze narrowed as he stared past his child's exterior. "She may not always be the heir." He snapped, his implication clear. Y/n stepped back and scoffed, folding her arms. "You cannot be serious."
"When your sister bears a son, the King will reconsider her position."
that changes everything because you always suspected your father of wanting to claim the Iron throne but this was direct treason
you call him an idiot and storm out basically
and you smack into an equally furious Rhaenyra who is seething
you both share a heated stare but there is no malice
her eyes flicker over you in recognition
"You're Alicent's sister." She states to which you nod warily. "A Hightower."
That's when you clench your jaw and she definitely notices, now with a mischievous glint in her eyes instead of her anger and a burning idea "Well spotted, your grace"
if it were her father you were speaking to, you may have bowed but you knew Rhaenyra, you had seen her fume at the thought of biting her tongue, you doubted she would appreciate you holding yours.
"It seems I am in need of a new lady-in-waiting." You cock your head but don't give her the satisfaction of asking, if she wants something you want her to work for it and especially now that you know of your father's plans to usurp the throne
It's Rhaenyra's turn to clench her jaw
"Would you be interested?" Were you interested in becoming the future Queen's lady-in-waiting? Yes of course you were but Alicent was still your sister and you didn't want to just replace her because of the princess' judgment
then again, wouldn't it be fair to betray her like she had betrayed Rhaenyra? "I would be honoured, princess." You agreed, attracting a smirk to her lips
Her lips curl and her eyes narrow playfully as she links your arms
so the next three years you spend under your princess' arm and discussing the future of King's Landing
but there's no giggling in the godswood or studying Nymeria–you're not Alicent and you need her to know that
in its place you instate deep speeches in the library and chasing one another through the castle
since then, Rhaenyra has presented as an alpha and her presence as heir has practically been reaffirmed for it
she's still the same mischievous teenager that she was when she was younger but with you by her side, guiding her through political and social events, she's much more secure in herself
the idea of you seems to linger in her mind now that her liberties have been broadened, the restrictions from when she was younger no longer apply
her father still wants her to get married but he's a lot more relaxed around it considering her position and large prospects
your own relationship with your father hasn't improved, you're both increasingly wary of each other with snide remarks while dining but even those times are few as the princess demands your presence at her own table where she bears no shame flirting with you while Alicent grips her cup too tight to be coincidental
after one dinner in particular two scenarios happen, one between you and your sister and one between Rhaenyra and her father
"What are you doing?" She asks, hurt clear in the shake of her tone
"What?"
"You chastise me for heeding father's ambition and yet you do the same as I. You're a hypocrite" That boils your blood but you stay as calm as possible
"I don't know what you're talking about"
"Yes you do!" She snaps "You're taking her from me!"
"She was never yours!"
"But she could have been" Alicent's voice comes out choked and you finally see the tears in her eyes "if I'd known she was a...I, I would have–" She doesn't need to finish her sentence as you wrap your arms around her and hush her cries
it was times like these that you forget she was the elder
your hand strokes through her hair as she murmurs her pains and regrets
meanwhile, Rhaenyra is working on keeping her shoulders level as she stands straight and composed opposite her father
"I have something to ask of you" She tells him and he's surprised at the authority of her voice
"Then speak it"
"I wish to claim a bride" His eyebrows shoot up, fairly certain that she would have suggested an allegiance with House Velaryon. He nods in encouragement and smiles
"Of whom?"
"Y/n Hightower" He nods and grasps her hands in his
"Of course, my dear child" Though there is the slightest hesitation and suspicion in him, this is the second Hightower child to be brought into the Targaryen dynasty and Otto's influence feel overbearing these days
However he could never deny his darling daughter Rhaenyra of course
a lot happens that night but she doesn't tell you of the news right away, she waits a few moons to make sure it is something you would be interested in, she was rejected by Alicent she could just as easily be rejected by you too
but she had to try
so once the sun has fully set on the fourth night since and the moon shines down on you like a promise, you brush through the courtyard trying to understand the scalding heat in your loins while whimpers drip from your mouth
you lay upon the cold stone of a bench and take deep breaths until you're found
by Rhaenyra
and with a bright beam of her smile she is telling you the good news as you present yourself to her like an unfolding flower
with a new glow and spring in your step, you're attached to the hip
she likes that you can be affectionate in public with her, that was one of the reasons her relationship with Alicent deteriorated, she always felt like she was about to get caught
you can tell your father feels torn at the news, this one step closer to a Hightower on the throne but that Hightower has stated her dislike of the idea
as you enter the throne room to arrange the betrothal, Otto's eyes are as trained on you as yours are on his and the tension isn't hidden, a standoff waiting to happen
When it comes to the wedding and you begrudgingly take his arm down the aisle, his mouth is close to your ear
"I hope you understand now, I am only here to protect you." Your eyes turn to him, emotions indistinguishable
"I'm sure" Your voice is dry and lacks depth, erupted an irritated sigh to escape your father's chest
"Must you always be so difficult?"
"Must you always be so delluded" He doesn't have a chance to respond as it comes time
He turns to remove your cloak only to remember that it's not there and steps to the side
Viserys was happy enough to perform a Valyrian ceremony for his daughter and at the word 'unbreakable' you knew it was the way to go
all uncertainties are lost as intimate family witness the union
you avoid Alicent's eyes and when you finally meet them you don't find the distaste you expected
as Rhaenyra and you lock your stinging hands together, there's a transfer of something deeper within you
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Tom is aging like whiskey... delicious. 🥃😋
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Daemon Targaryen x Targaryen Reader
Summary: Daemon finally finds love
Aella Targaryen was nothing like the rest of her family. She couldn't be. Many would often said she was a sweet girl whose only mistake was to have Valyrian blood cursing through her veins. House Targaryen had been on the Iron Throne for over a hundred years, she could remember the throne, it was rather beautiful she would admit. But, House Targaryen was a cursed lineage. Aella thought it was because they were all related. Brothers married sisters, uncles married nieces, cousins married cousins.
When Aella was brought to court she was nothing but a babe. Only one perhaps two moons old. Daughter of Saera Targaryen and her brother Rhaegar Targaryen. Rhaegar and Saera had both been wild and untamable. The two ran away after Saera escaped Old Town and they were never seen again until now. Aella Targaryen was born in the year 105. Rhaegar brought his daughter to court, to present among the realm. Saera had died in her birthing chamber. Viserys, who had lost his wife a nearly two years prior welcomed them both. Aella grew up beside Alicent’s children and Rhaenyra's children.
Aella although growing up with her cousins she preferred to be alone, sitting in the gardens or her room and reading a history book. Her father wondered where she had gotten all of that, she was not like her mother or him. But, there were things he did like singing, poems and song writing much like his daughter. Aella had the basic training, in case she had to protect herself but the young girl no matter the circumstances could never and would never bring herself to hurt anyone. It wasn't in her blood no matter how much her father tried. But Rhaegar would protect his daughter no matter the cost. She rode Meraxes, queen Rhaenys dragon, the princess died that day but her dragon lived.
As the years passed, Aella Targaryen grew into a beautiful maiden. "The Realm's Angel" or "The Realm's Desire" surpassing her cousin Rhaenyra in beauty and everything else. Aella had reached her ten and five name day and was yet to be unmarried. Her father was the reason for that, although he was no king he saw that no one was fit to marry his only child. No one would ever be good enough. Alicent thought it would be a good idea to marry her to Aegon or Aemond if she wished. Rhaenyra thought she would be a great match for Jacaerys or Lucerys. Rhaegar Targaryen refused, once again. But, a few moons later he passed from a swollen belly, leaving his only child at the mercy of her family.
Aella didn't know who to choose as her family had given her the choice to marry who she wanted between the four boys. She was dutiful, whoever her uncle had chosen she would have married but she did not want to disappoint anyone by choosing wrong. The council knew that Aella marrying either of her nephews was a tragedy waiting to happen, so the young girl offered a marriage between another house but Rhaenyra, Alicent and the king denied her. Daemon who had recently lost his wife asked her to marry him, to unite themselves and protect each other. Aella was young, only fifteen summers old what did she know about love. She knew more about duty than love.
So, to stop any family issues or more drama she agreed and secretly married Daemon, consummating their marriage, now it could not be broken. The news reached King's Landing the morning after, creating chaos in the court. The king was fragile in health so he did nothing, besides they were married and they had consummated there was no breaking anything. Rhaenyra stayed in King's Landing, while Daemon, his wife and two daughters remained in Dragonstone. Nearly a year after their wedding Baelon Targaryen and Rhaegar Targaryen were born. Strong boys. On their second named day, their sisters Rhaella and Visenya had been born. When the boys were five, their sisters three Aemma and Viserys were born.
Baela and Rhaena quickly accepted Aella as she had this motherly warmth the girls loved and she had glady taken the role as their mother, not that she would try to replace the girls mother but she did her best to love and care for them as she did for her own children. Aella with Daemon's approval let the girls ride their dragons to Driftmark to visit their grandparents. Rhaenys and Corlys were grateful that the young girl allowed them to visit their mother's family as much and as often as they could. The six children had been kept a secret through out the years. Aella was near her one and twenty name day. As a result, the king had invited her and her family to celebrate as a family.
Her arrival had been expected, Aegon was now married to Helaena and had two children, twins. Jaehaerys and Jaehaera. Aemond was unmarried but as far as she knew he was bethroted to a Baratheon girl. Jacaerys was to marry soon but his mother and father were looking for a suitable match. When she arrived, Daemon and the girls were waiting as her and the children had sailed there due to the young kids. Rhaenys and Corlys who were there watched their granddaughters run to their new mother. They saw the love the two girls had for her. King Viserys recovered and went back to being the peaceful king he was. He waited with his family as he watched Daemon help his wife.
She had turned into a beautiful woman, everyone could agree. She seemed happy with Daemon. And she was, he treated her good and with respect. "My king, my queen" she greeted with a nod. "Princess Rhaenyra, Laenor" she said with a smile. She greeted everyone. "Now, may we present our children?" she asked and everyone turned to her. They were surprised. The king nodded and Daemon signaled the maids to bring them. "Baelon and Rhaegar, our oldest. Visenya and Rhaella out second oldest. Viserys and Aemma our youngest" Daemon introduced as the four oldest made their bows to the king and queen. The youngest were only one.
"May I?" the king asked as he took Aemma, she had her eyes. Rhaenys took Viserys. "Baelon looks like our father, and Rhaegar looks like Aemon" Rhaenys nodded in agreement. Everyone cooed over the Aella'a children and all she did was smile. During the feast for her nameday, Daemon and his wife could see the tension between Alicent and Rhaenyra. "I would like to propose an alliance between our families" Aella began. She had spoken with Corlys and Rhaenys, and of course her husband. "A bethrotal between Jacaerys and Baela. And Rhaena with prince Lucerys" she said with a smile. Rhaenyra smiled. "I think that is a great idea" Daemon held her hand and nodded. "In addition, if Aegon and Helaena agree Jaehaera could marry Baelon and Vinseya Jaehaerys" the table was quiet but Alicent smiled. "I think that is magnificent idea" the king nodded in agreement. "Our house will be united" she smiled happy with the outcome.
Aella Targaryen was a woman many remembered, she had given her family peace but that peace nearly broke when Otto Hightower deemed her dangerous, sending for someone to kill the princess. The princess perished on top of her dragon as a scorpion hit the beast right in the neck, killing it instantly. She received the same fate as queen Rhaenys. The lady didn't survive the fall. Daemon Targaryen never remarried but once he found out who killed her, the Hightowers, more importantly Otto, he was killed soon after. Alicent was pardoned as she didn't know anything. Rhaenyra was crown queen and the princess match's were honored as Baela married Jacaerys, Rhaena Lucerys, and once older Baelon and Visenya married Aegon's children.
The Sweet Summer Child died but her memory remained throughout the years. Aella Targaryen iii married her brother Rhaegar, giving him the heirs he needed. House Targaryen didn't end with Daenerys Targaryen, it went on. It prospered. From Aella Targaryen the first, came the prince that was promised and the realm lived in peace.
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𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖑𝖊𝖓 𝕿𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖊, 𝕾𝖍𝖆𝖒𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕱𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖞
Part 2 of Rebellious child
𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲, 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞? 𝐍𝐨𝐩𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮.
ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴀᴇᴍᴏɴᴅ ᴛᴀʀɢᴀʀʏᴇɴ x ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
Tw: reader wishes she was burnt alive, also she’s a bit depressed, cussing, drinking, reader hates Alicent. reader gets slapped, but she slaps punches back, Targ!cest, angst
Author's note: I couldn't help it, I worked on this one after I posted the first one. I hope you like it :P
After you had found out that your father is dead, your brother went missing or he fled. Your mother said that your father wished for Aegon to be crowned king, you saw that as Bullshit, if he wanted Aegon to be heir then he should of made him heir. You had to inform Rhaenyra somehow, you may not chose good decisions before but today was the day you had to make the right decision.
Some were sent search Aegon, the next day he’ll be crowned king, your brother did not want this but your mother’s greed was as bad like your grandsire's. The day had arrived and you were getting ready, you wore a black dress, never have you ever touched a green dress after you had become a grown woman. You hated the color green.
Your handmaiden’s were adding your jewelry, a pearl neckless with rubies and a pare of earrings that were gold with red rubies and pearls, this once belonged to Queen Visenya Targaryen, your father had gift them to you as a gift on your names day. Your mother had walked in, she was dressed for the occasion that’ll happen in an hour. “Why of all colors black?” she asked disappointedly, you rolled her eyes and dismissed your maidens. “I like the color black, way better than that green” you said as you looked at yourself in the mirror.
The Queen looked at you, she wanted to argue but she just sighed and walked to you and held your hands into hers. “I know I haven’t been the best mother, but I just-” she stops and looks into your purple eyes. “Please, don’t disappoint me today, of all days” She said as you had a stoic look. You knew that no matter what you did to try and impress her, she’ll be disappointed. “I cannot promise anything” you said as your mother then pulled you into a hug. She hasn’t hugged you like this, even as a child she was never the affectionate with you, only with your oldest siblings.
She pulled away and walked to the door but stop and looked back at you. “Y/n, I love you” she said with a small smile and left. You stood there as you watch her leave “sure you do, mother” you said as you sat back down and continued getting ready.
The ceremony began, you were standing next to Aemond and Helaena, she had an uncomfortable look, she looked very terrified. Aemond had his normal face and you were just out of it. Your head was hurting and now you were here making your headache worse. As your brother had come forward your family members bowed for him except you, you just stared at him with a numb look, now that the conqueror’s crown was on his head he was now king. People cheered for him, as he looked at the crowed he looked a bit conflicted, if he should accept it or not.
Then he pulled the conqueror’s sword and lifted it up, making the crowed cheer even more. All of a sudden some form of explosion happened, the crowed now scream of terror and began to run to the exit. You could not see who it was until the smoke faded, seen princess Rheanys, The Queen that never was on top of the Red Queen, your brother stood protectively in front of your sister and your mother went to protect you brother, and you? No one came in front of you. Rhaenys glared at both the Queen and now King, all she had to do was say the word and they’d burn, you closed your eyes, ready to feel the heat of the flames but now, only a loud roar was released to them, shameful, the she flew out.
After that ceremony that night the Queen had ordered more guards to watch over King Aegon, you could not say his name with King in front of it, it felt wrong. You were getting ready to go to the tavern by yourself until you saw your mother come in. “Are you leaving?” she asked you as you had finish tying your boots, you normally dress like a boy to hide your identity at this point. “What does it look like I’m doing? Yes, I stayed like you said, hopefully you weren’t disappointed at the time, so be disappointed now” you said fetching your clock but she stopped you.
“Before you go, I’d like to talk with you” The Queen said pulling you down to take a seat. “What is it now?” you asked, your mother took a deep breath and spoke “tonight, will be the last night you’ll be going out. Now you have a duty to get married to an alliance to secure your brother’s claim” she said, this caused you to laugh hysterically. “More like a stolen claim” you said as she spoke “I’m being serious! I let you do as you please but now you must perform your duty as a princess!” she is now frustrated. “Oh! So now you have use of me, you could of married me a while ago but you chose not to, how is it that my brother can do as he pleases but when it comes to me its bad, hm?” you asked your mother was now conflicted.
“Because he is a man, and you are not, he is now King” she said as you stood up and grabbed your clock. “He did not want this, but you forced him to do it, all for listening to father who was not in the right state. He was always out of everything for bring under the influence of the milk of the poppy.” You said bitterly as your mother looked at you worriedly. “You can do as you please, you can continue to use your own children for your own benefit along with the Hand. Its obvious that all this was his doing and you are going along with it.” You walked towards the door but stopped. “I am ashamed, of being your daughter Alicent Hightower, you were never a good mother or Queen, have a good night Alicent” you said closing the door.
You had arrived at the tavern, drinking away your sorrows or whatever. Today was a roller coaster of emotions. Your brother became King, your family had committed treason, you no longer will address Alicent as mother, a dog is a better mother than her. You didn’t go back to the Red keep, you stayed at an Inn that night, you did not want to go face to face with those traitorous cunts.
The next morning you were waken, by non other than your older brother Aemond, he was sent out to get you and bring you back. Once you were taken back to the Red Keep, you were bathed and dressed in a disgusting green dress, but the you had purposefully dirtied the gown and wore a red gown.
You were in you bed chambers drinking your wine then your Mother, or should I say Alicent and Otto entered. “It seems that you are back Granddaughter” he said as you looked at him “what can I do for you Lord Hand?” you asked snakingly and took another sip of your wine. Then Otto slapped the cup from your hand and you pouted “I was drinking that! How rude” you said as his face was now red.
“Listen child, you had done whatever you wanted for the last couple years, enough of this foolish behavior, you are to perform your duty and that is final!” He said as you looked up at him, he noticed how you had red under your eyes like his Grandson Aegon. “And If I don’t? Then what?” you said as you then felt a sharp pain on your cheek, Otto had slapped you across the face, but you will not let it slide, you balled your hand into a feast and punched him square on the nose. Causing him to stumble back and he held his nose, you had broken it seen the blood pouring down it. “Y/n!!” Alicent shouted as she went to console her father. “You will not put your filthy hands of me again, next time that you do, I’ll rip your fucking face off!” you shouted as they left your room in search of a maester.
Later that night the family had gathered in the dinning room. Aegon was laughing at Otto who had a bandaged nose. Helaena was in her little world, Alicent looked disappointed at you, by now you were used to that look, and Aemond was seated next to you. You weren’t eating much, you were busy picking at your nails and just drowning yourself in wine. Aegon was now drunk like always, he’d get that drunk when going to the tavern with you, but he had stopped since he had bigger duties to attended. Alicent and Otto talked about which houses they should ask for their alliances.
Shortly after everyone began to leave to bed, but you were going out again, as you walked down the halls you spotted Aemond their with a cloak on. “Aemond? What are you doing? Don’t tell me you’re going to tell Alicent?” you asked with a fake pout, your brother had always been a Mommy’s boy, for sure he’d tell on you. “No, I won’t tell mother, I’ll go with you.” He said “What? You? Come with me? You must be on something?” you said as he smiled “no, I do wish to go with you” He said once again “alright, don’t think I go into brothels for a fuck, thats all Aegon, I just drink” you said as you both left.
The two of you were at the Tavern, drinking your Ale while Aemond watch you drown in it. Drinking was what made you happy, you’d forget about being a princess and the disappointment of the family. “You know, Alicent never loved me” you said catching your brother’s attention. “our Mother does love you, Y/n” he said as you shook your head and talked “no, she doesn’t, all she loves is power, us, her children are only pawns for her to use, and now I am her victim to play with” you said sipping your ale.
Aemond watched you, slowly killing yourself with Ale, he hated seeing you like this, you were like Aegon but you didn’t lay with anyone, you just drank and drank to forget. If only his mother had betrothed you and him, he’d make sure you felt loved, he would of given you the world, but no, he watched you drink, one of this days you might be found dead alone in this tavern, the cause of death being alcohol.
You then fell asleep, Aemond took you back to the Red Keep, he had asked for your handmaiden to dress you properly to bed, Aemond will have a talk with his mother tomorrow.
That morning Aemond approached his mother. “Mother, may I have a word with you?” he asked the Queen who had looked up at him from the book she was reading “yes my love, what is it?” she closed the book and allowed him to sit next to her. “Its about my sister, Y/n. I wish to wed her.” he said, Alicent then grew worried “Aemond, I can’t, she is to wed someone who will stand by us, you'll also have t-” she was cut off by Aemond “you know she will not allow it, she’d do whatever to not wed” he said as the Queen was now conflicted. “I don’t know Aemond, she is out of control, she needs to perform her duty” she said making her son get up. “All this years, I’ve never asked for anything, this is the only thing that I ask- no I demand we wed one another, please mother, let us wed.” He now practically begged, but he noticed how she would refuse again but then he spoke darkly “If I don’t wed her, I’ll take her and take Vhagar to Dragonstone and be by Rhaenyra’s side, I'm sure you would not want that would you?” he threatened. Alicent saw the look of anger in his eyes, he has never spoken to her in that way ever, but she needed him, his dragon to take down the blacks. “Fine, you’ll be wed as soon as possible” she said as Aemond approached her and pulled her into a hug. “Thanks mother” she had hugged him back, a bit shaken by his demand but she agreed to this.
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House of the Dragon characters x Sick!Reader
Alicent makes sure you have everything that you need & that you're comfortable.
She'll tuck you into bed when it's time for you to sleep, fluff out your pillows, and feeds you herself.
She prays every night & makes her children pray before every meal to wish you a quick recovery.
Alicent would rather no one visits you while your sick - especially Rhaenyra - because she doesn't want anyone to disturb you or for the sickness to spread.
Helaena likes to sit next to your bed and embroider, comfortable listening to your breathing while you rest.
She'll embroider a bug that reminds her of you in hopes to make you feel better.
When she can't visit you, she'll leave one of her bug friends to keep you company :)
Aegon can't stay away from you even when your sick.
He doesn't care if he also catches your fever.
He'll sleep on the same bed as you & try to cuddle with you, even when you tell him not to, worried that he'll also get sick.
Alicent has kicked him out of your chambers multiple times, scolding him not to bother you.
Aemond likes to read to you. Preferably stories about the Targaryen Ancestors.
He'd sit next to your bed while you sleep, so he can make sure nothing will happen to you during the night. One of the candles will be left lit so he can read one of his history books.
If you refuse to take your medicine the maester had given you, Aemond bribes you with rides on Vhagar.
Rhaenyra & Daemon usually visit you together.
Daemon will sit in a chair close to your bed, while Rhaenyra sits on the bed.
Rhaenyra will tell tell you about the gossip she's heard in court while Daemon brushes your hair off of your sweaty forehead - he keeps it there almost the whole visit.
They'd both get really stressed if you weren't getting better - but worse.
Especially Daemon after what's happened with his brother.
Daemon will threaten the maester. If the maester can't help you get better, he'll find someone who will.
Rhaenyra is more patient and will try calm Daemon down.
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧’𝐬 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞
𝐀𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐓𝐲𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐥!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲:Aemond is not fully convinced of the wife chosen for him, he never had met her but once he does she becomes his weakness, his greatest love
Warnings: Aemond inherited Alicent’s nail picking, mentions of smut, descriptions of pregnancy/childbirth, arranged marriage
“The girl comes from house Tyrell, daughter of lord Tyrell” Alicent informed Aemond as he sat in front of the fire hearth in her chambers “you’ll like her I assure you, she likes to read, Lean about the histories, she does her best works in embroidery and music, she has a lovely voice I’ve heard, you will get along” she spewed some traits of the young girl but he continued to stare into the flickering flames of the hearth
“I am not Aegon mother I don’t need much convincing to do my duties” he finally spoke and she softly frowned, dinner was quiet as usual but not without a question from Helaena “what does Aemond’s betrothed look like?” She mindlessly asked “a beauty I hear, the people all over the realm say she is the most beautiful rose House Tyrell has ever bloomed” Alicent smiled at her daughter
And yet Aemond has his doubts, he was purely kind to all lady’s of the court because it was one of his many duties, but he knew beauty when he saw it, not that is mattered very much.
The day your carriage was to arrive he stood alongside his mother and his grandfather the hand to greet and welcome you, his father the king bedridden from his sickness, once you stepped out of the carriage his eye widened slightly by the sight of you
Your hair cascaded beautifully down your back and shoulders framing you beautiful face delicately, eyes shining brightly just as your soft kind smile, your dress beautiful embroidered with floral patterns and fine simple jewelry adorned you, his mother and all the realm was right, you were the most beautiful rose
You had curtsied gracefully “your Grace, my prince” you were well educated as well it seemed, “lady Y/n you are as beautiful as the people say” The queen was looking at you with approval and adoration, “My lady” Aemond’s voice was soft his rough hand holding yours to press a kiss to the back of your hand
“My prince” you smiled with a soft giggle making his heart flutter, that day you had dinned with the royal family and aside from Aegon’s very much disturbing presence all was well, as the days passed you and Aemond had stolen glances and small smiles as you’d pass in the training yard to see him wield his sword which he was very gifted at it made you blush
You found yourself reading the book of the seven, your mother was religious and as a form of respect you prayed and read the book very much to keep your faith, something the queen admired you for
Aemond found you sitting on the stone bench in the garden with the small book in hand, you looked heavenly and he got the courage to walk up to you, you had looked up and quickly scurried to your feet “My prince” you bowed your head “My lady please, no need for formalities, we shall be husband and wife, equals” he said and you blushed a bright pink as a soft smile found your lips “You honor me my prince” a small smile crept onto his face
“Aemond my lady, simply Aemond is fine” you couldn’t believe how kind the prince was, he was a dream really, you nodded chuckling happily “very well, you’re very kind” you giggled nervously making him chuckle “would you like to go on a walk my lady?” He asked and you nodded “Of course”
“My lady what do you enjoy to do?” He asked and you looked down at the cobblestone path your shoes clicked against “I do enjoy reading, especially about the histories, I enjoy needle work and dancing as well as music wether it be using an instrument or singing” you said “And you my pri-Aemond, what do you enjoy to do?” You corrected how you acknowledged him
“Well my lady I do enjoy reading as well, the histories of old Valyria are some of my favorites, and I am consumed with sword training and I seem to spend my days on dragon back” he said interlocking his arm with yours which made you smile, your cheeks red
“Vhagar, am I correct?” You asked softly and he proudly nodded “The largest dragon in the world, how admirable” you said and he chuckled “maybe one day you can meet her” he proposed and you shook your head softly with a sweet smile “what if she does not like me?” You asked
“Whoever I like, Vhagar likes, dragons feel their riders emotions, a dragon and it’s rider become one once bonded” he explained and you listened attentively “how interesting, well if you believe me worthy I would be honored to meet the great Vhagar”
He admired how you spoke freely yet respectfully, how you carried yourself. Soon you both took walks every evening, sat beside each other at all meals, sat in silence reading in the grand library of the keep, soon he snuck into your rooms at night to talk about your day, at times he would bring two lemon cakes for you both to enjoy, for the first time in his life Aemond would enjoy someone else’s presence, laugh until his belly hurts, smile widely and be in a great mood even towards Aegon and he tolerated his half sister and her children
You both shared a kiss for the first time under the gods wood, the night was dark but he snuck you from your rooms to have a few moments alone outside of the keep, the kiss was perfect, now you both have stolen kisses from one another, in the hall, empty rooms in the keep, behind the great shelves in the library, and even behind the tree’s in the garden
But only kisses, he would not tarnish your reputation before the wedding, he respected you greatly.
And not only did you form a wonderful relationship with Aemond, but you and Helaena became friends, you both spent hours in her chambers working on embroidery and gossiping, you would carefully hold the bugs she collects, they weren’t disgusting but small creatures which you respected and you both cared for her children, you and Alicent grew an adoration for one another, visiting the sept, praying together, walking along the gardens and keep, helping her and learning from her on how to run a castle, she considered you a daughter
You and the lord hand even have a mutual respect but you cannot say you liked him, and Aegon is passing by a hairline but he sometimes can be tolerable.
Your wedding dress was lovely, a beautiful white and gold gown made of the loveliest fabrics “You look beautiful, white suits you, like an angel” the queen smiled and Helaena grinned “it would look lovely with golden jewels as well sister” she added “I believe so as well, it is lovely your Grace” you giggled twirling around.
The wedding was beautiful, many lords and lady’s gathered in the dragon pit before a grand septon where you and Aemond married and declared your infinite love for one another, the celebration was huge, fine foods and deserts, everything was put together carefully and beautifully. The bedding ceremony was private thanks to the queen, only you and Aemond
It was great, oddly even after your septa told you how painful it would be, it was anything but, he had done things that weren’t taught to you or explained but you both became one that night just you two.
Soon during breaking fast smells would make you dizzy and sick, Helaena came to you smiling and holding your hands in hers “oh you are going to be so much like me yet so different, I shall find you two beautiful eggs from dreamfyre!” She was giddy and you smiled confused
Soon however a maester confirmed that you were with child, you rushed out to the training yard where Aemond was, he stopped his training before walking close to you, before he could get a word out you blurted the news with a bright smile your cheeks got sore, he never had been as happy as that day
He had your maids and ladies in waiting attend to you as if he ran an army of soldiers to war, he had your suppers made to your liking, made sure you had enough rest and you did nothing to hurt you or the babe, “My lady it seems that with the size of your belly and by my recorded documents you are with two babes” the maester mentioned and you looked at him as if he had two heads as did Aemond
“Good gods” you whispered placing a hand on your belly.
Helaena had spoke to you about her experience, “no need to fret sister, the pain in unbearable I will not lie but” she sighed putting her embroidery work down looking at the twins and Maelor playing at her feet, she grew a lovely smile on her lips “when you hold your babes it’s like there’s no better feeling in the world, so much love overcomes you” you smiled rubbing your swollen belly happily
However Helaena was not mistaken, the birth was terrible, your screams and cries were heard all over the keep as Aemond paced right outside the chamber doors, “Aemond you must stay calm, she is a strong girl she will be fine and the babes as well” Alicent tried to soothe her son to the best of her abilities, you were in labor for a long while and still not a babe had decided to present themselves
“I see the head!” A voice yelled and then again you were coached to push harder, until, the loudest cry you had ever heard rang in your ears making you cry yourself, a sigh escaped your lips while a maid took your babe in a white blanket and the pain spurred once more, “my lady push the second is always the easiest!” Your midwife did her best to encourage you
After more painful pushes you heard another loud yet beautiful cry, you felt relief as you laughed gloriously seeing the maester hold your second and last babe in his arms “a girl” he said, “a girl as well my lady” the midwife held your other daughter “healthy?” You asked out of breath “As healthy as can be” your midwife smiled happily passing you both you babies
They were perfect, absolutely perfect.
“They’re absolutely gorgeous” Alicent looked at her granddaughters “yes, but do not forget my lady a boy shall follow, the prince still needs his heir” Otto mentioned and you looked down softly but Aemond kissed the side of your head “I am perfectly happy with my daughters, as my father made my elder sister his heir I can always do the same” he said holding his beloved Aelora, Aelys and Aelora, the names you and Aemond chose “I brought them gifts!” Helaena gleamed and she held two dragon eggs, a light green egg for Aelora and a dark red egg for Aelys
Soon you both ended up with only two more children, another daughter and lastly a son, Naerys and Aemon, finally Aemond got what he wanted, happiness.
A/n: Omg so I had lots of fun writing this and I just thought to give poor Aemond some happiness lol, But I do hope whoever read my little oneshot enjoyed it and helped you escape mentally for a little bit 💗Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated but not required just as long as you enjoy! 💗💗💗
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