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#PYREPRINCE a private, selective, and mutuals only roleplay blog for a canon flexible portrayal of DAEMON TARGARYEN from House of the Dragon. 21+ only. affiliated with rh4egar.
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AEMOND TARGARYEN ( @macabrehunter ) DISPATCHED A RAVEN... “What do you fucking care what kind of things I do?”
Like a newborn clutch of dragons, the Keep ran hot and turbulent with hungry hatchlings. Too-eager teeth and hard-won lessons ( that which differentiated the Targaryen's dragons from those of the wild ones ). Aemond — much like himself, in his youth — was clearly growing too large for this cage ... gilded as it were beneath the banners of Targaryen and Hightower nonsense. Daemon can see what his brother refuses to: Otto may strike fear among men as the snake that he was, but a mere serpent was nothing to a dragon. And, as for Aemond? From one second son to another? He knew where this was going .
"You mistake my gaze for that of your father's watch or your mother's patronizing." His tone laced by firewine and bitters. Humor stitched amidst the dangerous smile that invites the boy to carry on with this obvious path to destruction. Rather, continuing his stroll down the lithic hall towards the Dragonpit. "Aō zȳhorysion hōzias daor earnrys ao zaldrīzes.*"
NEVER N E V E R WILL FORGIVE THIS SHOW FOR ROB US OF GOOD DAD DAEMON TARGARYEN
PRINCESS MARYSE ( @absolventiia ) DISPATCHED A RAVEN ... You don't think people will laugh at me? // from maryse bc she needs father in law advice i suppose <3
IT WAS NO SECRET THAT DAEMON TARGARYEN HAD ONCE VIED TO EXTINGUISH THE LIGHT of the desert sun that was Dorne. To capture each self-important sand-serpent that hid itself there and flay the petulant beasts alive until submission was not merely taken, but well-earned. Too long a thorn in the Targaryen Household's line. His prior, bloody victory at the Stepstones hardly a SUBTLE WARNING. And, yet, some comedic twist of fate instead saw to it that the Targaryen Prince and the Dornish Princess now stood side by side. A bargain struck: a son and daughter in the name of PEACE AND POWER.
"You don't think people will laugh at me?"
The fact that she asks none other than the Rogue Prince, himself? Tells on her. Thinly veiled humor stitching its way across sharp features. His gaze still cast abroad, to the great expanse of the seas beyond rather than the jewel beside him. Watchful of the tides, made turbulent beneath the steady beat of Nagini's wings, as the silhouetted form of both dragon and rider drew nearer. Rhaegar returning to them ( ever the dutiful son ). Slowly turning upon his heel. Quietly surprised by her open display of weakness. Yet, Daemon recalled the first time Rhaegar had joined the royal court after being legitimized. The same worry that had bled from him like an open, festering wound. The very same query now posed to him all these years later.
Rhaegar, the incarnate of dragon fire, and Maryse, the warming light of the sun. They were more compatible than he'd initially given them credit for —- .
Considered her as she was now: styled in the dark of pitch and bright of blood. Targaryen colours. "You have nothing to fear, Princess." The scarred hand that rested idle atop the hilt of Dark Sister making his point before he even gave voice to the thought. "Rhaegar is no more in the habit of allowing his family to be made a laughing stock than I am." His opposite, however, reached out to tuck a stray lock of dark hair behind her ear. A touch that does not linger. Purposeful rather than roguish. Mere insight offered beneath the cruelty that his line was known for. "You, in all manner, are in safer hands with him than any other." Lavender hues caught in dark violet. A passing thought as to whether such a color might pass to her and Rhaegar's children, if they were to bear any. "He will honor you."
HOUSE OF THE DRAGON S03E03 Rhaenyra Triumphant
aurane is written over @absolventiia & u can follow if u want
RHAEGAR TARGARYEN ( @rh4egar ) DISPATCHED A RAVEN ... You don't think people will laugh at me? (from daemon's boy 🙂↕️)
WROUGHT OF DRAGONFIRE AND HARDENED BY A YOUTH SPENT IN THE STREETS OF FLEABOTTOM? A dragonseed, since legitimized, and made the rightful heir to the throne? A Targaryen who had bested countless before him in their pursuit of the elusive wild dragon, Nagini? Rhaegar Targaren was, without a shadow of a doubt the son of the Rogue Prince ( the stark contrast of their appearances be damned, for none dared to speak such HERESY in Daemon's presence ). Yet, all the same did Rhaegar now stand before his father, dressed in the colours of their house only to remind Daemon that he was still, yet a child. A mere boy who had not yet learned what to truly fear from the vast world now seated at his feet —- .
The elder Targaryen recalls the early nights spent together when he had taken Rhaegar into the wilds on dragon back. When blood had first been spilt together and flesh had melted beneath the wrath of dragon-fire. How Caraxes' trills filled the air and Nagini's roars had shook the very earth. The wind in their hair as they'd flown together in perfect harmony. In mundane contrast? Daemon similarly remembers the scent of the fire he'd made betwixt both dragon's mighty forms as a makeshift shelter as he'd cooked for them both. The manner in which Rhaegar had acted like campfire cooked rabbit was the greatest meal he'd ever tasted. How the boy had slept at his side, curled against him when Daemon had drawn him closer upon accepting that the boy wouldn't stop shivering with the night's growing chill. His boy ... HIS SON.
The very same who looked up to him now with a child's misplaced fear.
Daemon doesn't know if the boy once feared monsters beneath his bed, like his siblings after him, but Daemon does know that this fear? Was one he could easily quell.
Daemon barks a laugh. Something not nearly as cold as the Targaryen Prince was known for before taking a knee. Drawing them to nigh-equal height as a calloused hand found an ounce of tenderness to offer against the pale of Rhaegar's cheek. Lavender hues steadfast as he levels them with Rhaegar's gaze. "Any who dare to laugh at a Targaryen prince abandons the privilege of their waggling tongue." Brows raised. Seeking understanding. "Hm?" Unshakeable certainty bleeding from father to son.
the way Daemon expresses his affection via teaching ... featuring him tutoring Rhaena and Baela on High Valyrian and training Rhaegar in swordfighting.
#rh4egar. the dragon kin, the walking grimoire, the heir of the sun.
written by kaddy. 1997. verses include: asoiaf / wizarding world (ANTI JKR!) / lotr / potc. credit goes to @/absolventiia!
Caraxes' saddle .
Caraxes' original saddle was done away with about a year into Daemon claiming him. Originally mounted by metal spikes and embedding methods that directly compromised the dragon's scales (which also shed over time)? Daemon had the Dragonkeepers and their smiths configure a new design to better suit his and Caraxes combat style. While this took several attempts and refittings, eventually both dragon and rider with satisfied. The same couldn't exactly be said for the Dragonkeepers or the other Targaryens, but since when had that ever mattered to the prince?
The current saddle consists of red and brown leather made to blend in with Caraxes' natural coloration (ie. is slightly off from the pictures).
The anchor points no longer rely on spikes or scale-integration. Instead compensating with far more straps that wind around Caraxes' torso. This doesn't make for the most stable ride, but has provided the dragon with greater maneuverability and in the long run requires less saddle maintenance (which is huge considering Daemon isn't often stabling Caraxes).
Daemon can and has ridden Caraxes without a saddle before. The first time was due to the experimental new cabling system failing and nearly killed him. From that point forward, he made it a point to practice riding Caraxes without one in the case of catastrophic failure again or simple combat necessity. It isn't something he shows off and is rather a secret he keeps close to his chest.
Daemon has taken the time to learn basic maintenance for the saddle because of his long tours away from the Dragonkeepers. Regrettably for the Dragonkeepers, this has done nothing to make Caraxes any more manageable whenever they do require more advance assistance or care.
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ WHAT IF IT'S THE BEST VERSION OF ME . . . a roleplay sentence starter based on various girlhood films ; saving face. . genre: coming of age, romance, complicated relationship with parents.
Reminds me a little of you.
Be discrete. Nothing kills romance faster than a mother's approval.
Have faith, I know what to do.
Those things will kill you.
How much did your mom bribe you to come over here?
So who's the unlucky fellow this week?
I'm glad you weren't this snarky before our setup.
I'm having a great time. Is there more wine?
You are so into [him/her/them]. It was convincing.
What's to be unhappy about?
What do you think those morons talk about anyway?
I'm not feeling so well. Take me home.
How come you never have to go?
You've got to be kidding.
What does [name] have to worry about?
You know who I saw yesterday at the [name place]?
Is that what you're gonna eat? You really should eat better.
Thank God you're here! I've been waiting for hours.
Do I look like I'm crying?
You're just going to let me freeze to death here?
You are the biggest disgrace, the ultimate shame.
What have we done to deserve this?
Do you have any idea who the father is?
How can I not feel shame?
You don't think people will laugh at me?
This situation won't improve with yelling.
You don't have to talk so loud. And leave your shoes by the door.
I can't tell you how pissed my mother was when I wasn't promoted.
Relax. [Name] is too consumed by their own life to pay any attention to mine.
I kind of love it, but….Yeah, whatever.
And here I am, trying to express myself.
So how come we never met before now?
Okay, when I say "fall," you totally let go.
Sorry. I can't do this.
Have you eaten?
These are good for someone who's cooped up and depressed.
Don't bring any of your friends over.
You haven't seen them in so long.
Do I get a birthday kiss?
Where were you last night?
I'll definitely be there tonight.
You're meeting the friends? Prepare to be grilled.
You didn't want me to stay.
I didn't say you should leave.
What if I stay the night, like the whole night.
You talked to your mother about us?
Don't start with me today.
You wanna bust on someone, find yourself someone to bust on.
I'll put the word out. We'll come up with someone.
I'm not going on a date.
Is that what you're gonna wear?
I'm not going. I'm really not going.
I don't have enough time.
What am I going to talk about anyway?
What? What are you looking at?
No kids? Do you want any?
Can we go now? What time are you getting back?
Now when we see each other, we don't speak. We just dance.
It's better than marriage.
I think I'm too old to have a child.
If these are my dating options then I am definitely too old.
Why are you in street clothes?
Where can you find a man like that?
Your mom.. She shouldn't be alone.
That's a pathetic excuse.
Are you lonely? Why?
I just think you should give that [name] a chance.
Ugh, Enough soap opera for today.
I'm going to be a terrible parent, I don't even like babies.
I'm just starting to feel like we're having an illicit affair.
We never do anything. We never see anyone.
I love holing up with you, but I'd like to see your place.
You don't know my mom.
You're waiting for me now?
Well, what if I have other plans?
Seriously, why don't you just tell your mother?
I would make sure you have anything you want for the rest of your life.
I just want you to be happy.
It's better to stick with someone who can really understand you.
I had a lovely time. You look lovely in this light.
I'm proud of you. When are you leaving?
I was busy. I wasn't able to make it.
You must be excited. It's professional validation.
I-- I just...I don't know if it'll pan out.
It's a pretty big thing to pass up.
I couldn't sleep so I thought I'd get some coffee with you.
If [name] doesn't take this job, [he/she/they] may never realize their greatness.
What were you all so worried about?
Don't excite yourself.
You're talking to me. Don't tell [name] about this.
Hey. It's me. I wanted to make sure you're okay.
Am I gonna see you after work?
Where have you been the last couple days?
There's a lot going on right now. I'm sorry if l...If this hurts.
We need to talk. I don't think this can wait.
How can you say those two things at once?
How can you tell me you love me then throw that in my face?
Maybe I shouldn't be your child.
So, you're really not gonna see me off to the airport?
You've said this is the way fate would have it but if it is your fate to do your father's bidding then it is my fate to try and undo yours.
I may not be what you pictured as your future. But I know now that I am the one destined for you.
I love you. I know you love me. Shouldn't this be simple?
I am indebted to you but I don't love you.
You have thrown away a lifetime of my reputation!
You know what I don't understand? Why did you make us go through this?
It's not the time, It's how you feel.
You're too scared to look the world in the eye and let it watch you fall in love. You're off and running without a fight.
What do you fucking care what kind of things I do?
Don't punish yourself by treating your dreams like they're for shit.
This is the first time I've ever had my own place.
Daemon and Caraxes' relationship under the lens of control .
Yes, I am looking pointedly at the pursuit scene between Aemond and Luke. A scene which is such a pinnacle in defining the relationship between the Targaryens and dragons in my opinion for the simple fact that it addresses the elephant dragon in the room: none of the Targaryens can control their dragons. Yes, both of these riders are young and yes, Arrax was painfully outclassed by Vhagar. However, even looking at Rhaenys and Daemon — who are amongst the most experienced riders at the time, especially when it came to combat — I think both of them are perhaps the most well aware of the fact that no, they are not in control either. They simply are amongst those with an incredibly strong bond with their dragons, have years of experience, and who share similar personalities/wills with their dragons.
Daemon and Caraxes are often likened to one another. A perfect pair. This bond is probably often confused by riders and non-riders of the world alike in thinking that's because Daemon's controlling the Blood Wyrm. But, Daemon is well aware that he isn't. And, honestly? He doesn't care, either (not that he'd admit to either of these facts). He is a Targaryen by nature and blood; dragons are their birthright. He was raised in this age-old logic, so of course there is a mindset of dragons being rightfully his. But, he still understands that there are rules to these things. He's not out here claiming multiple dragons. He put in the work to learn the tongue, learned to ride, trained, and put in years of practicing all of these things. He still must issue orders, even in High Valerian, multiple times at points for Caraxes to listen when outside of combat.
In fact, Daemon often outright forgoes giving Caraxes orders during combat, because what's the point? Daemon trusts Caraxes just as Caraxes trusts Daemon. Caraxes isn't a war horse or a soldier made to follow orders. They fight together, usually in sync, by instinct and knowing how the other operates. They've been fighting together for ages now. They understand and respect one another. They both enjoy the fight, the blood, the challenge, the respect, and the delight that comes from what they do. From indulging in their instincts to dominate, consume, and destroy what threatens what is seen as rightfully theirs. They are, quite simply, two parts to a whole.
Verses.
i. dragons made us kings (main) HotD w/rh4egar. Follows the canon of the tv series, except that there is another dragon, Nagini, who was claimed by a Targaryen bastard, Rhaegar. Upon this news reaching the family, the boy was summoned before them and from then on kept close. Not out of familial love, but the need to keep one of the largest dragons on their side. Over the following years, Daemon and Rhaegar travel, fight, and learn alongside one another. Caraxes and Nagini aware of the blood bond between them. When such is revealed? Daemon legitimizes Rhaegar and names him his first born son and heir. Caraxes and Nagini bond and produce several clutches.
ii. of dreams and dragons (alt) HotD standalone. Interactions that more or less follow/fit into the tv series' canon.
iii. the blood in our veins Baldur's Gate 3. Daemon is a half human, half dragonborn fighter and prince to a royal bloodline, the Targaryens who rule on distant shores to Baldur's Gate. After he is stripped of his title of heir to the throne in favor of his niece (a secret he holds close to his chest)? He goes to Baldur's Gate and begins making dangerous friends in high places to stake his claim again.
Daemon Targaryen ⋆ Caraxes the Blood Wyrm
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