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[witchthewriter]

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧ⵑ𝐃𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ | ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ ᴵᴵ

・Your mate bond with Drogon was still fresh. An ever-lasting chord between you, heightened senses, the ability to feel one another's emotions.

・For the most part, it's handy - feeling one another's emotions. But Drogon is a bold and passionate dragonshifter

・His temper is wild/feral at times (he would never hurt you, and you're the only person who can calm him down.)

・One day, you were both attending a feast. The room was glowing with candlelight, long tables with guests sitting and eating and laughing.

・You had finally gotten Drogon up from his seat to dance with you.

・His height made him the tallest in every room

・So when a man came up to you, all arrogance (he was a Lannister), you could feel the anger, the jealousy spike in Drogon.

"Don't you have somewhere else to be?" You said, deadpan.

"No, but you don't want me to leave-"

・And then he appeared; death incarnate.

・He growled at the man, who barely reached his shoulder.

"Go."

・It was the only word that he could say without ripping the Lannister apart.

・You put a hand on Drogon's arm and sent a breath of calm through the bond.

・The Lannister excused himself and ... vanished.

・Drogon was still seething, but became a little more settled with each passing moment.

・Afterwards both of you went outside to look at the stars; to get away from everyone.

"I can fly you up there, closer to the stars," Drogon uttered.

"I know you can," you replied, leaning against him.

[lordavanti]

Game of Thrones, Mini Drabble II

Previous Drabbles I - ...

Imagine seeing the Dothraki herd coming back from battle agianst the Lannisters, and with that Qhono, for which you fell and Drogon who is wounded and needs some treatment.

It was with a restless heart you looked how the Dothraki and queen Daenerys leaved for an attack on the moving Lannister army. You were a skilled warrior once, back in the day when you were under the lead of Dario Naharis and the second sons. Your husband learned you a great deal but after he past away you focus went to healing animals. That is why you were here with Queen Daenerys, as a friend, an advisor and an animal healer. 'They will come back.' Missandei comforted you. You grew quite attached to one of the Dothraki leaders, to your queen, the animals. When you looked up Viserion and Rhaegal where fighting over a fully grown sheep, you couldn't resist on smiling. Knowing Drogon was leading that Dothraki army you felt a little comfort. 'They will come back.' You decided, turning around to Missandei. She laid her hand on your arm end smiled. 'He will come back to.' You softly reacted, knowing she was thinking about Grey Worm. The both of you always stayed behind and every time you both came together and waited, looking over the beach, the ocean or just from out of the castle. You couldn't miss the sound of the arriving horde from the queen. You rushed outside to foresee the damage that they affected but to your surplice a whole part of the horde seemed good. Qhono rode in front and something of a relief left your lips when you saw him. He slowed down his brown horse harshly and jumped off without even standing still beside you. 'How did it go?' You asked, not noticing Drogon or the queen. 'How do you think?' He spoke devious in his own tongue, passing you close from behind. 'We won.' He whispered, grabbing around your waist, leaving a squeeze before leading his horse away, leaving you with that tension down in your stomach. You turned around and looked at him, how he moved, walked and you swallowed before helping with the wounded horses. They all brought them into the stables where you could work the wounds. Some were too badly wounded, others made it with some scratches. 'Y/n.' You turned around to Qhono. 'The queen is asking for you.' 'Is it urgent, some horses,' 'it concerns Drogon.' He explained. You looked at him for a moment and he tilted his head, looking how you were progressing that information. 'Are you gonna stand there watching me and let your queen wait or are you coming?' He asked in his common tongue. You learned their language a long time ago, when you first met the queen. You bite your lip, grabbed your stuff, passing him out of the stables to where the queen her dragons often assemble. You stopped at the cliff top, watching Drogon before looking towards Daenerys and her new guest, Jon Snow. Qhono stopped behind you. His shoulder bumping in against yours. 'Is he wounded?' ‘They had a weapon, strong arrows, he took a hit.' He answered. You looked over your shoulder to him, his head way closer than you expected. 'Are you wounded?' You ask softly. He licked his lips and your eyes wondered off to it. 'Meet me tonight and I will show you my battle scars, prove you a Dothraki isn't easily killed.' His direct way of talking left you numb. They were well known for it, to act and talk directly but despite ... your throat dried out. He nodded towards Daenerys and you turned your head walking over to the queen while you crossed paths with Jon Snow, you nodded respectfully. 'My queen.' You started when you arrived. Drogon groaned, turning his imposing wings and body as his mother moved. 'What do you give horses when they are wounded?' She asked practical. You smiled a little when Drogon laid his head to rest aside Daenerys on the ground, he was so big. 'I make an ointment to ease the pain, to stop the infection.' You answered. Daenerys nodded and turned around to the dragon. 'He has been hit but he can't get to it on his own.' She explained, showing a massive whole in his shoulder-neck curves. 'Can you treat him?' She asked. You startled from Viserion who landed behind Drogon. Drogon on his turn roared aggressively and you swallowed. 'Yes, I think.' You muttered, looking up to the two dragons who were exchanging sounds with each other. Daenerys concentrated herself on Drogon and the dragon stretched his neck again, you slowly walked over to his neck. ‘Watch out, they bite.’ Qhono said from far behind, teasing you. Daenerys gave him a small grin before looking back to you. You stood still beside the dragon, looking to the enormous scales covering his body. Whatever weapon that was, it was powerful. ‘He destroyed it.’ Daenerys guessed your gaze on the wound. You grabbed the ointment and smeared it onto your fingers. ‘I don’t know in which way this will help him.’ ‘Healing hands always help.’ Daenerys reacted. You looked to the dragon before putting your hand on the wound, he hissed, turning his head around to look at you with his dangerous big eyes. ‘It’s okay, I’m only helping.’ You whispered, like you were talking to a horse instead of a dragon. When you were done you turned back to Daenerys who had her hand on his enormous head. ‘Acting like a child sometimes.’ She smiled dearly, watching her son. You bowed, not wanting  to disturb her moment. ‘Y/n.’ She said when you were planning on walking away. You turned around, frowned eyebrows. ‘You are a free woman, you don’t need my permission to take one of my man.’ She said, without a smile, although her eyes were slightly amused. You looked over your shoulder to Qhono who was standing, awaiting orders. ‘Thank you my queen.’ You bow and walked away. Was it that obvious?

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[witchthewriter]

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦

⤷ female, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ | ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ ᴵᴵ

・You were no knight, nor experienced fighter. You didn't come from an affluent House, nor did your family flourish.

・However, you had pledged yourself to Dany that very morning. Vowing to follow her, to abide by her, to protect her.

・You took those vows seriously, because you loved your queen. You believed in her.

・And then there was an attack.

・The Khalasar and Unsullied were fighting off the head-on raids, which were many.

・The dragons had gotten too large for their cages. So, they were untethered but guarding their mother.

・You stood in front of them, wielding a dagger. Waiting for the enemy too open the door.

・But you weren't scared. You felt a sort of ... righteous anger. You wanted to face the enemy. You wanted to unleash this feeling inside.

・Dany had her own weapon too, when three of them actually. She felt confident with them here, beside her.

・She looked at you with such gentle love. And when you turned to her, you settled into your stance and said, "I'm never going to let anyone hurt you, my queen."

・Footsteps rushed the stairs, up up up, they went; getting closer and closer.

・You swallowed your fear and looked back at Dany, her wide eyes mirrored your own.

・Drogon roared, flappy his wings, getting ready for the fight. Rhaegal snarled and Viserion hissed. All still close to their mother.

・When the door opened, and you saw the enemy, you thought your heart was going to stop.

・But you held your ground, grasp tightened, and waited for the man to get closer.

・When he was close, you checked your balance and swiped. You caught him off guard.

"Dracarys!" Dany demanded from her dragons, just as another three men entered the chambers.

・You ducked as the three dragons aimed and roared with fire. The room became so, very hot and the men began to scream.

・Daenerys leapt forward and gathered your hand in hers. She pulled you behind the settee and still held onto your hand as the men lay burning.

・The dragons flew back towards you and Dany, they perched and waited. But now knew you were someone to defend.

[witchthewriter]

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐃𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ | ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ ᴵᴵ

ISTP

Slytherin

Chaotic Neutral

Scorpio Sun, Capricorn Moon, Aries Rising

𝑺𝑭𝑾

・He is your grief-fuelled shapeshifter...who barely leaves your side when he's in human form.

・Wherever you go, he isn't far behind.

・Drogon doesn't trust anyone with your safety, unless it is him.

・No matter how tall you are, you will never be able to reach his height.

・Your bonded is 7'5 tall. With wide shoulders, eyes that flash red when his emotions are heightened, pointed ears, black thick horns curling from his forehead.

・His hair is curly, with one or two pure white strands that show his link to Old Valyria.

・You scent share each other. I.e., rubbing clothes or skin against the scent glands. It makes Drogon feel calmer that his scent is all over you.

・But you like it just as much.

・When he shifts back into his dragon form, you are the only other person he allows to climb atop him. You don't ride him out of respect for Dany.

・But you do like annoying him by crawling and climbing on his back/legs/wings etc.

・The whole while he's trying to keep you from hurting yourself

・He grunts & growls, and to others that would be intimidating ... offputting. Not you though:

"Drogon! Let me wrestle!"

・And then he huffs and plays along. Every. Single. Time.

・Meeting Daenerys was incredible and very awkward.

・She was kind towards you, but wanted to know everything you knew about the Destined Bond between you and Drogon.

・Later, when it was just you & Drogon, you asked him:

"Does this mean Daenerys is my mother in law?"

・He had cocked his head to the side, curls falling in front of his face. Eyebrows slowly moving upward.

"Yes. She is my mother ?"

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔

No One Is Allowed To Touch What Is Mine! (Drogon) x Please Calm Down My Love (You)

The Sky (Drogon) x The Moon (You)

"Look at that stupid dumbass man, ha! Oh shit that's my dumbass-"

𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝑷𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆

Fated Mates

Found Family

Intertwined Destinies

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈

I Wanna Be Yours by Dramatic Violin

Skyfall by the Midnite String Quartet

Into My Arms by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds

(Dark, dramatic songs that encapture the relationship with you and Drogon. Once you agree to belong to him. Then you are his no matter what. Intimate. All-encompassing. Dark Romance.)

𝑁𝑆𝐹𝑊 🔞 warnings: mentions of blood-play, explicit details

・Drogon wants to be as connected to you as possible.

・He needs it.

・From his shift into a human body, he was able to unlock pieces of Old Valyrian history. This includes ceremonies. And a particular one is sharing one another's blood.

・A bonded couples sharing of blood can heighten emotions, thoughts and physical feelings.

・For example, even just a drop or a lick of a smear can equal better understanding in hearing one another's thoughts. Or emotions. Or even instincts.

・When blood is shared in a sexual way, coupling is extra felt.

・Sex is turned up; higher and higher, you can feel how the other feels.

・And sex can last for hours because of this.

・Orgasms are shared. Especially when you cum at the same time.

・The sensations make for an incredibly experience. And it is something that you never have to let go of. Because once you are mated - you are then mated for life.

・Drogon is made for dominance. In his human form, he looms over you, with his dragon strength, thick thighs, corded arms. He is built to be yours.

・So, it's a regular occurence to be picked up and thrown over his shoulder. Your ass smacked while he laughs deeply:

"I've got you little one, you aren't going anywhere."

・He leaves bite marks just below your clothe's neckline.

・They usually turn people/bruise, and stays there for a week. They're reminders to both you and him that you belong together.

・And even though you don't have the sharp teeth to do the same, you try anyway. It makes him laugh...because it tickles.

・You love playing with his cock. It's large, thick, uncut, with veins on both the top and underside.

"Don't start something you cannot finish, ñuha jorrāeliarzy" (my beloved).