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Heeeey, want heard news? I writes one chapter in AO3, name is Run without legs.
Give me some kudos or comments, I’ll appreciate it 🥰
Oh right, I will draw some art of this story, can’t wait to see results ❤️❤️
write story of Lucemond 👽👽
I’m just leave here
Fem!Lucerys x Aemond Targaryen
I’ll colour it🔒
HOUSE OF THE DRAGON MASTERLIST —
Credits to @anitalenia for dividers
🕯️= NSFW
🩰= Fluff
💭 = Angst
• SERENDIPITY - jacaerys velaryon x stark!reader | As Lord Cregan Stark’s most trusted adviser and sister, she had stayed by his side as the prince of the realm made his petitions for support of his mothers claim and to help aid their side in the war. Though, the prince had more of an effect on the younger stark sibling than the other. 🕯️🩰💭
• THE BURN WITHIN - jacaerys velaryon x targaryen!reader | Ever since you could remember, you’ve hated Jacaerys. He was annoying and not to mention, a bastard. After your brother lost his eye at the hands of Jace and his brother, you truly despised him. Many years of being apart pass and he and his family are back in kings landing. May his return spark something deep inside you?
• SERVE ME- aemond targaryen x maid!reader | you’re aemond’s favorite maid, his favorite maid gets special treatment if she does right by him. 🕯️
• WHAT THEY DON’T KNOW - davos blackwood x bracken!reader | The long-going feud between house’s Blackwood and Bracken won’t stop her from loving the man her heart desires, even if he is on the other side of the dispute. 🕯️🩰
• DELICATE TOUCHES - davos blackwood x betrothed!reader | After Davos gets himself into a fight with another, his betrothed helps him clean up his cuts and bruises. Her soft touches only made him fall harder for his beautiful wife-to-be. 🩰
• GETTING CAUGHT W/ JACE 🕯️
• JACE TAKING HIS ANGER OUT ON YOU 🕯️
• SNEAKING AROUND W/ DAVOS 🕯️
ORPHAN (c. 1889) + ANGUISH/AGONY (c. 1878).
August Friedrich Albrecht Schenck.
insp.
do you ever wonder if jace and luke would’ve ended up more fucked up if rhaenyra kept the family in kings landing after driftmark? jace was already following aegons lead in bullying aemond. would that have continued? would aemond and luke have a different outcome or would all roads lead to the same end?
We need more... feral? Unhinged? Combative? Lucerys
Its soothes my soul for Aemond to be matched in his vengeful fury by Lucerys man
Prompt (Lucemond)
There are a lot written about Aemond demanding Lucerys' eye and Lucerys either saying yes or being sorry he hurt him but not sorry he did it.
I'd like people to remember that Aemond wasn't the only one who suffered a wound from a knife that night.
Scenario:
Aemond demands Lucerys' eye. Lucerys looks straight at him, and agreed. Before Aemond can do anything, Lucerys asked that if he is to pay for the debt of injuring his uncle as a child, then Alicent, a full grown adult, should pay her own debt, and that he would like to see it with both his eyes before gouging his own.
Aemond might be confused, or not. Lucerys reminded him, that though his action was rooted in self defense, Alicent's action was rooted in vengeance, as such, he too, shall slice her arm in vengeance. He added that she, a royal by marriage, is below his mother, a royal by blood, and the injury Alicent had bestowed upon his mother, will be doubled upon her by that mother's son.
Lucerys should demand her blood the same way Aemond hounds for his eye.
Aemond may scoff, may argue that her pure blood is better than that of a whore, that her blood is more precious than that of Rhaenyra's, but Lucerys doubled down, saying that if he gets to demand his eye, then Lucerys gets to demand for Alicent's blood.
Aemond may then say he would take Lucerys' eye himself, and Lucerys boldly answered back that he may try, but by doing so, he would also be agreeing that Lucerys and his kin has the right to collect the debt from Alicent, and they would hunt her down for it.
Giving me Blackbeard/Izzy Hands from Our Flag Means Death
The sun was happy to shine, the sea was happy to reflect its shining.
Dragon Headcanons for my fic Part 2.
Vermax
Ill-tempered with humans (he is the keepers' least favorite)
Flies in a hasty and somewhat reckless manner
Hisses when his food is tampered with
Used to colder temperatures
Has previously attempted to escape the Dragonpit and visit Jace from a balcony
Arrax
One of the fastest dragons in the air (due to size and age)
Purrs whenever he is given affection by Luke
Acts somewhat childish
Very friendly with other dragons and humans
Tends to attack on instinct
Tyraxes
Not as used to flying much due to his young age
Starts flapping his wings when excited
Gets easily angered
Chirps when he sees Joffrey, the prince additionally imitates these sounds back
Terrifyingly fast on the ground (especially when running toward something)
Stormcloud
Hates tight spaces and will make sure it is known
Eats mostly fish sometimes chicken
Nips at people he doesn't know
Fairly unsocialized with other dragons due to being kept away
Curls around Egg when he sleeps
The Bastard Boy of Dragonstone
Part 4 Jacaerys 1
Chapter Summary: Jace has to come to terms with what the new arrival means for him
Series Masterlist
Warning: Self Hatred, Targaryen Critical, talks of Valyrian blood/superiority, Angst, kind of bastardphobic?
Words: 1,669
A/N: Jace is not okay holy crap
Jace felt his blood run cold when he first saw him. There in front of the court stood a boy only a year younger than him. He was a bastard from Dragonstone. Nobody in their family claimed him as their own. Gods knew who his parents were. Only the Gods knew. Yet…he had the straight silver hair and the brilliant light violet eyes. His skin was pale, even his nose was pointed and thin. Jace saw the look of confusion in the court’s eyes, in his mother’s eyes. Eventually, those eyes turned to him. They scrutinized him. The Targaryen Prince. The future heir of the Iron Throne after his mother. Yet, he looked nothing like this stranger. Something was off and Jace knew it wasn’t the other boy.
The wind blew past his face. It was a cold day outside the Red Keep. Jace stood in the training yard. It was completely empty save for the guards positioned by the doors. It served him better, Jace didn’t want to interact with any of his uncles. Given how tense his mother and Daemon had been since they arrived, Jace wanted to keep a distance from them too.
Jace swung the sword in his hand. It felt odd. He decided a real blade would suit him better. He turned toward the weaponry and picked up a sword. However, it seemed dull. Jace walked to sharpen the blade when he heard the doors open.
Soft steps went along the dirt ground. Jace froze.
No one said anything. No one did anything to him. Jace was half expecting it to be Aemond who would grab his tunic and push him onto the ground.
He looked over his shoulder. It was him. The boy. He was leaning forward, staring at the weaponry. His hands gently held a sword.
Jace watched him. He looked almost curious as he held the blade. Had he never held one before?
The boy either didn’t notice Jace or didn’t care. Jace wasn’t sure if he was grateful for this. All he knew was that now as he stood before him, so much was rushing inside of him.
Jace knew that boy was a bastard. It was what Daemon had mumbled under his breath whenever he saw him. But all Jace could see was a true Targaryen. Even if his family mocked whatever muddled blood he had, all Jace saw was someone who looked everything a prince should look like. Jace’s mother was a Targaryen, but he shared none of her features. It didn’t bother him…at first. He rode a dragon, there was no reason to deny him a title as a Targaryen. Then his mother had Aegon and Viserys. Jace loved his brothers more than anything but every time he looked at them, he saw the better Targaryens. The true Targaryens. Daemon and his mother looked proud at their two youngest sons. They were the better children. In the eyes of the court and deep down he knew in his mother’s too. These children wouldn’t raise brows and questions. And despite the boy’s title as a legitimized bastard, he wouldn’t either, he looked like he belonged.
Jace let go of his sword and turned toward the doors in a huff. He didn’t want to be there any longer. The doors opened wide, however, both of Jace’s hands were still by his side. From the behind the doors came his brother, Luke.
“Jace, I’ve been looking for you. Why didn’t you tell me you were going to the yard?”
“I’m not staying so it doesn’t matter”, Jace sighed.
Luke glanced at the courtyard, Jace wished he hadn’t.
“Is that Gaemon?” Luke asked. “Were you training together?”
“No.”
“Oh…” Luke stared at the other boy. “Maybe we could?”
“It’s best if we don’t”, Jace shut down the idea.
“Why not?”
Jace looked at the boy. How was Luke so blind? Was it not obvious?
“Nothing good will come out of spending time with him.”
“How do you know that?”
“It will only cause more people to stare”, Jace whispered.
“What? At him?”
“No Luke, at us.”
Without a word, Luke began walking around the training yard. Jace realized he was going toward Gaemon and ran after him.
“Luke leave it alone”, Jace warned.
Luke didn’t answer, still walking.
“Luke, stop.” Jace gripped his brother’s arm.
Luke turned; his usually soft features were contorted with anger.
“Why do you care about this so much?” Jace asked.
“Because maybe he would understand”, Luke grit through his teeth.
“Understand what?”
“You know what I mean. He understands what it's like to be a bast-”
Jace shushed Luke before he could finish saying the word.
“Are you mad? Keep your voice down.”
Luke just glared at him. Jace didn’t care, however, his younger brother was acting childish.
“We are Targaryens. Our mother is the heir to the Iron Throne. We are nothing like him.” Even as he said it, Jace couldn’t believe his own words.
“He would know what it's like. The stares. The whispers.”
Jace shook his head. “He’s a common bastard from Dragonstone. Half of everyone there is baseborn already.”
Luke’s face only reflected disgust.
“The closer we get to him; the more danger Mother’s position will be in as well as ours. Pay him no mind. Unlike him, we have everything to lose and the throne to gain.”
Luke lifted his face upward. His eyes shifted. “The only difference between us and him is our mother is a princess. To question our legitimacy is high treason, to question his is a small jest that he must hear every day.”
Luke pulled his arm away and left the courtyard, leaving Jace with his own thoughts.
The next day, Jace went to the Dragonpit. Luke hadn’t spoken to him since the argument and his mother’s anxiousness seemed to grow with each day. He couldn’t stand it.
Jace waited in the middle of the large dome building, the dragonkeepers went ahead to get Vermax. He was tapping his foot against the dirt when the doors of the Dragonpit were opened. His brown eyes shifted, and he caught a glimpse of silver-white hair. The choppy medium-length hair let him know who it was.
The keepers looked at the new arrival and almost went to the corridors where the dragons resided until he put up his hand.
“I’ll get him myself”, the boy said.
The dragonkeepers seemed like they wanted to disagree, but the boy went ahead toward the corridors without another word. Jace watched as he disappeared into the dark tunnels. Silence filled the Dragonpit until Vermax came out. Jace approached his dragon with a weary smile.
Vermax nearly snapped at those who held his chains but upon seeing Jace calmed down. The dragon extended his neck out to get closer to his rider. Jace stroked his green scales, watching the ill-tempered dragon soothe at the touch. The keepers undid his chains. Jace kept the dragon’s yellow eyes on him. The keepers returned with a leather saddle. Vermax huffed at the touch of someone else and nearly snapped toward them. Jace whispered in High Valyrian to get his attention. After a moment, the keepers finished and gave the pair space.
Underneath his hand, Vermax’s body tensed. His neck extended toward the dark corridors. Jace looked over. A voice was coming from the corridors. It seemed to be mumbling something. From the darkness, the other boy came out. Jace could see his lips moving, he was saying something. But he wasn’t looking at Jace or any of the dragonkeepers. Still, he was talking.
The shadows of the tunnel moved. Vermax took a step back in surprise. Jace watched as a large dragon crawled out. His scales were white with grey underneath his tattered wings. His eyes shifted between Jace, Vermax, and the dragonkeepers.
Then Gaemon turned back to him still speaking- no singing. Gaemon was singing to him. The dragon’s gaze went back to the boy. He tentatively took steps further into the center of the dome. Once he was out enough, Gaemon approached him, dragging his hand along the dragon’s scaled jaw.
Jace stared in confusion when he saw Gaemon begin to mount the dragon. There was no saddle on the dragon’s back, yet the boy climbed on anyway.
For a moment, Gaemon looked in Jace’s direction. His face was neutral in every sense of the word.
Jace didn’t say anything to him and the boy in response said nothing in return.
Gaemon turned toward the exit. His dragon passed by him and Vermax, looking at them wearily, before leaving the building. Jace heard a deep growling and knew that meant they had taken off into the skies.
Jace felt the need to go after him. Why? He didn’t know. He had a duty to his mother and to his family. He had to make sure that his mother’s position as heir was secured. She told him he would one day sit on the Iron Throne. Their line would rule. All he had to do was play the part and ensure no ill word was spoken of them. Yet Luke’s words came back to him. He was a Targaryen but not a legitimate one. He shared the same blood as his uncles and aunt, half Valyrian and half Andal, they were the same, but they truly weren’t. He wasn’t supposed to be like this. He was supposed to be a Velaryon. He was supposed to be trueborn.
Would the other boy understand? Would he understand the anguish of knowing you were different, never truly fitting in? Maybe, just maybe someone could understand what it was like to be a mistake. But Jace would always put his duty first, that’s what made him a good son. He will keep Gaemon at arm’s length and go on living wondering if he could have had someone to understand him. For the sake of his mother. For his brothers. For the throne.
It's going to be wild when Gwayne shows up in Season 2
My Babysitter's a Vampire HOTD AU
Jace has visions of a future soon to come. His brother Luke has the ability to cast spells. The shy kid at school, Aemond, suddenly becomes more outgoing and confident. One of his friends, Aegon, seems to be more energetic than usual. Jace is also ninety percent sure that his little brother Joffrey's babysitter is a vampire.
Had this idea in my head for days. Still don't know who would be Sarah🤔
My Babysitter's a Vampire HOTD AU Moodboards Extended
The original post for some context
Jace Velaryon based on Ethan
His unique ability came to fruition only recently, with strange blurred images appearing every now and again. Jace is a seer who has visions of the future through physical touch. He has a crush on his little brother Joffrey's babysitter, though he quickly finds out that she and others in his school are vampires. However, it seems that the supernatural creatures in town aren't limited to just vampires. Sometimes they get out of hand, threatening to cause chaos in the small town, that's where he and his friends come in.
Luke Velaryon based on Benny
Being a spell caster was apparently something that ran in the family, though it seemed to have skipped a generation before landing on him. His estranged grandmother, Rhaenys, a former spell caster herself gave him a spellbook to master his powers, though spell casting is not as simple as he initially thought. Luke quickly found out, however, that it does come in handy when he and his brother Jace find themselves against monsters.
Aegon Targaryen based on Rory
Though once a human, he was turned into a vampire by his brother Aemond during an episode of extreme thirst. However, Aegon didn't mind his transformation and if anything found a sense of freedom in his newfound abilities. Being able to fly and have fast reflexes has its perks, after all. The blood-sucking thing wasn't even bothersome for him. Occasionally, he helps his friends Jace and Luke whenever other monsters appear in their town, which surprisingly is often.
Aemond Targaryen based on Erica
Once a quiet and studious teenager after being bitten Aemond changed. He would argue for the better though his friends would say that was debatable. As a vampire, he's more confident and assertive though with a penchant for snark. Interestingly, the supernatural creatures in town don't end with him and his brother, Aegon. He doesn't know where they're coming from but he's willing to help Jace and Luke with getting rid of them especially if they irritate him.
Luke and Jaehaerys watching both their families hesitating to fight each other even after their deaths:
Tell me I’m not the only one who's been thinking this
Luke unintentionally getting the best deal by dying before the show went off the edge:
Sleep well sweet prince, you escaped 😔
Luke: Mondays are like Aemond
Jace: How?
Luke: They come to soon
Jace: wai…wh…Why are u telling me this???
Luke: Sometimes they are also too much to take
Jace:
Jace: I’m blocking you
Notes: A MILF is A Mom I'd Like to Fuck, or Mature I'd Like to Fuck
*Living in the world of imagination where hotd children inherit hair/eye color from their mothers*
Lucerys staring problem