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DRCGNRIDER : independent, selective & slow rp blog for RHAENYRA TARGARYEN of the HBO’s House of the Dragon. My portrayal of Rhaenyra will be mostly show based with some heavy headcanon influence. 21+ because themes such as se.xual content, viol.ence, bl.ood, mur.der & in.cest will be present on this blog. MUN: anna, she/her, 26+.
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HOUSE OF THE DRAGON | Season 3, Episode 5, "Unbowed and Unbent"
OUT: will be away from laptop this weekend, but im still around on mobile & will be reblogging a few memes or posting some starter / inbox calls. hmu if you'd like to chat, plot something out, etc. xoxo
@drcgnrider asked: [ supportive ] sender kisses the top of receiver's head
Dragons, war councils, whispers in crowded halls, none of them unsettled her quite like seeing her family weighed down by grief and responsibility. She stood beside Rhaenyra in silence, staring out across the sea, her jaw set as it often was when she was trying not to let too much show. The touch came unexpectedly. When Rhaenyra leaned forward and pressed a kiss to the top of her head, Baela froze for a heartbeat. She had long since outgrown the age when such gestures were common, yet it stirred something familiar all the same. Something warm. Something she had not realized she needed. Her eyes lowered briefly before she let out a quiet breath through her nose. "You know," she said, a faint smile tugging at one corner of her mouth, "I am no longer a little girl." The protest lacked conviction.
Baela turned her head to look at her. There was affection in her gaze, but also certainty, the kind that had carried her through every hardship they had endured. She reached for Rhaenyra's hand and squeezed it once. "But I suppose I'll allow it." Her smile grew slightly. "Just this once." For a moment, the weight of crowns, duties, and expectations seemed farther away. Baela stepped closer instead of away, her shoulder brushing lightly against Rhaenyra's. "I should not be the one receiving such kindness," she said quietly. "You have lost much more than I during this war". There was no hesitation in her voice. "If the realm means to challenge you, then it will have to contend with me as well." The corner of her mouth lifted again. "Make all those who are gone proud."
WAR, DEATH, BLOOD AND BATTLES surrounded them, hardened their souls into steel and stone that made it almost impossible to breathe. Rhaenyra could not remember the last time she took a deep inhale of air and allowed her shoulders to relax from their constant perch around her ears - the stress tensing her muscles and forcing her entire body to lock against any and all harm that could come her way. no matter how small, no matter which direction it appeared from, she was always ready to fight, always ready to spring against a hit. the older woman looked down at her younger companion where they stood shoulder to shoulder, watching the horizon of the evening sky and the sea below it becoming angry with upcoming storm. it brought what little peace it could, the sound of the waves against the cliffs below, the ghusts of cool wind against her pale cheeks. a way to settle within the moment. a split of a second to ease all worries away from her and simply breathe. and she hoped it would aid Baela in the very same way.
"you will always be my little girl." Rhaenyra voiced a sentiment that rarely left her lips anymore. for the gods had blessed her with healthy sons, it was always a dream of hers to hold a daughter in her arms. and even though the fates would not allow for one of her own - it was no smaller pleasure and pride to do the same with the sisters that were brought to her life by her marriage to Daemon. "well, thank you, your highness." the blonde teased, a quirk of lips and an eye-roll following before Rhaenyra allowed a small chuckle to escape, facing back towards the vast sea stretching before them as Baela's voice rang in the silence of the evening.
"it is not a battle of who had lost more." she shook her head, allowing her daughter to stand closer, to set her own pace and space "no one's grief should weight more than others." Rhaenyra added, throat bobbing on a swallow as the Princess was reminded of what she so dearly tried to forget "you are allowed to hurt, to show your pain, just as I am."
& @forcenexus said: ❛ you are worth fighting for. ❜ // MEME
THE QUESTION THAT RANG THROUGH HER HEAD remained the one and only thought capable of piercing through her walls at the very moment. WAS SHE? was she worth fighting for? was she worth the battles that would come if this would come true, if her claim for the throne remained strong and steady - if she went against the Hightowers. was she worth the blood that would spill across the stone floors and grassy fields?
SHE DID NOT THINK SO.
deep within her heart, Rhaenyra knew the truth - the chair was not worth the price it asked to be paid. but the darkness of her pride and grief did not allow for the slight to pass without any kind of revenge. they went against her, they all went behind her back and reached their disgusting little hands for the throne that was meant for her. the crown that should grace her head.
"I do not think I am." Rhaenyra hummed softly, looking out into the abbyss of the night and up at the moon barely hidden behind the clowds. the night was warm, quiet, the war churning somewhere beyond the castle's walls, far enough and yet not at the same time. "people will die, dragons will die." the Princess noted, teeth catching her lower lip for a moment as lilac gaze turned to the man at her side again, hoping to hear the truth "is a stupid chair really worth the price it asks to be paid?"
🐝 * ― 𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑶𝑴 𝑨𝑪𝑻𝑺 𝑶𝑭 𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑺. ( add " + " to reverse the action )
[ door ] sender holds a door open for receiver
[ groceries ] sender helps receiver carry their groceries
[ compliment ] sender randomly compliments receiver
[ gift ] sender gives receiver a gift
[ pay ] sender pays for receiver's shopping / food
[ help ] sender and receiver help out at a busy place
[ share ] sender shares their meal with receiver
[ scarf ] sender hands receiver a scarf while out in the cold
[ cookies ] sender and receiver bake cookies together
[ bandage ] sender (re)bandages receiver's injury
[ care ] sender takes care of receiver
[ flowers ] sender brings receiver flowers just because
[ prepare ] sender prepares breakfast / dinner / etc. for receiver
[ charity ] sender and receiver do something for charity
[ umbrella ] sender shares their umbrella with receiver when caught in the rain
[ directions ] sender helps receiver find their way
[ blanket ] sender brings receiver a blanket when they are cold
[ listen ] sender listens to receiver getting something off their chest
[ ride ] sender offers receiver a ride home
[ shelter ] sender gives receiver a place to stay
[ protect ] sender is receiver's shield (literally or metaphorically)
[ snack ] sender offers receiver a snack
[ defend ] sender stands up for receiver being treated unfairly
[ surprise ] sender surprises receiver to cheer them up
[ move ] sender helps receiver move furniture / boxes
[ study ] sender helps receiver study
[ tears ] sender wipes away receiver's tears
[ clothes ] sender helps receiver change clothes
[ stay ] sender stays with receiver because they asked them to
[ up ] sender helps receiver who fell up
[ promise ] sender fulfills a promise once given to receiver
[ birthday ] sender does something special for receiver's birthday
[ fear ] sender helps receiver face something they are afraid of
[ nightmare ] sender comforts receiver after a nightmare
[ hair ] sender does receiver's hair
[ praise ] sender praises receiver when they doubt themselves
[ photo ] sender takes a picture of receiver
[ donate ] sender and receiver pick out things to donate
[ water ] sender brings receiver water without being asked
[ company ] sender keeps receiver company when they had a bad day
Rhaenyra & Daemon
House of the Dragon 3.03 - "Rhaenyra Triumphant"
SLOW–BURN SPARKS & QUIET HEARTFIRE
roleplay starters inspired by slow burn love — lingering glances, almost-touches, and feelings that simmer for months before finally spilling over
LONGING IN THE LITTLE MOMENTS
soft looks, subtle shifts, that ache of wanting more but not daring to reach
“Why do you always look away right when I catch your eyes?”
“You keep brushing my hand. Accidentally… right?”
“You don’t have to leave yet. Stay—just a few more minutes.”
“Why does being around you feel… different?”
“I notice the way you soften around me. Even when you try not to.”
ACCIDENTAL INTIMACY
hands brushing, falling asleep near each other, warmth passed back and forth
“You’re freezing—come here. It’s just body heat… nothing else.”
“You can lean on me if you’re tired. I wouldn't mind.”
“Hold still, you’ve got something in your hair—just let me…”
“Didn’t mean to fall asleep on you, but… I didn’t want to move.”
“I like it when you stand close. Even if you pretend you don’t notice.”
DENIAL THAT’S OBVIOUS TO EVERYONE ELSE
everyone sees it except the two falling in love
“Why does everyone keep asking if we’re together? We’re not… right?”
“No, I wasn’t staring. I was… observing. For reasons.”
“We’re just friends. Totally normal friends who… talk every night?”
“Why does it bother you when I flirt with other people?”
“We’re close. But not that close. Unless… you want to be?”
RISING TENSION, UNKEPT DISTANCE
the space between you shrinking, breath catching, lips almost touching
“You keep stepping closer. Are you doing that on purpose?”
“Tell me to back up. If you don’t, I won’t.”
“You can’t look at me like that and expect me to think straight.”
“If you touch me again, I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop myself.”
“We’re either about to kiss or make the world’s worst decision.”
LATE NIGHTS THAT LEAD TO CONFESSIONS
quiet rooms, tired voices, guards slipping
“I shouldn’t say this, but… I feel safer with you than anyone else.”
“You’re the first person I think about in the morning. And the last at night.”
“I don’t know when it happened, but you’ve become… important.”
“Why do I only tell you the things I’m scared to say out loud?”
“Stay up with me. I don’t want this feeling to fade yet.”
FEAR OF RUINING EVERYTHING
the hesitation, the trembling, the hope
“If I told you the truth… would it ruin us?”
“I’m scared of losing what we already have.”
“I care about you too much to risk it unless you feel the same.”
“Don’t lie—there’s something between us. You feel it too.”
“Tell me you don’t want me, and I’ll pretend none of this happened.”
FINALLY CROSSING THE LINE
the moment where holding back isn’t possible anymore
“Come here. I can’t pretend I don’t want you anymore.”
“I’ve been waiting for you to make the first move.”
“If we’re doing this… don’t pull away.”
“I’ve wanted to kiss you for months.”
“Tell me this isn’t just one moment. Tell me we’re choosing each other.”
Emma D’Arcy as Queen Rhaenyra Targaryen
HOUSE OF THE DRAGON Season 3 Episode 3 - Rhaenyra Triumphant
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 — 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒
(soft light, tangled sheets, and the kind of silence that says everything)
𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐖
“You’re awake… I was wondering how long you’d let me watch you sleep.”
“Stay here a little longer. Just like this.”
“Your heartbeat feels calmer than it did last night.”
“You look different in the morning. Softer.”
“I could get used to waking up like this.”
“Don’t go yet… the bed gets cold without you.”
𝐖𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊… 𝐎𝐑 𝐍𝐎𝐓
“…So, are we pretending that didn’t happen?”
“Be honest—do you regret it?”
“This wasn’t supposed to happen between us.”
“I don’t know what this means. Do you?”
“If you want space, say it. Don’t make me guess.”
“We crossed a line last night, didn’t we?”
𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐒, 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 & 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒
“You should’ve heard yourself last night.”
“Keep looking at me like that and we’ll never leave this room.”
“If you keep touching me, round two is happening whether you like it or not.”
“Want me to remind you how you begged?”
“We really broke the bedframe, didn’t we?”
“I’m not done with you. Not even close.”
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐏
“Last night felt… different.”
“I didn’t expect to fall asleep in your arms.”
“Tell me you don’t regret it.”
“I don’t want this to be a one-time thing.”
“Why does this feel like more than it should?”
“If I kiss you again… it’s because I mean it.”
𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐘 & 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃
“We really shouldn’t have done that.”
“Someone’s going to notice we’re both missing.”
“This is going to make everything harder.”
“We’re in trouble if anyone finds out.”
“I don’t know how to act around you now.”
“Last night changed something—whether we admit it or not.”
𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 & 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐅-𝐀𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏
“You stole all the blankets again.”
“I made coffee… but don’t ask me how drinkable it is.”
“Shower with me? Save water?”
“You look cute when you’re confused and half-awake.”
“Breakfast or round two? Choose wisely.”
“Please tell me you remember last night… because I definitely do.”
the whole fandom the past few days
what if i were alive, huh, what then
i only have two questions...... whose head is it in daemon's hand? and is he bringing it to his wife as a gift?
EMMA D'ARCY as RHAENYRA TARGARYEN House of the Dragon Season 2 | Official Teaser
IMPORTANT NOTICE i will be moving rhae and hel to a multi. feel free to poke me if you want the info, if not that's okay as well :)
Emma D’Arcy as Rhaenyra Targaryen a in «House of the Dragon» | 1.08
HOUSE OF THE DRAGON 1.01 | ‘The Heirs of the Dragon’
