#hotd requests

[howyouloveyourdragon]

dividers by hitobaby

ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha!rhaenyra claims sister ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha!rhaenyra claims sister part 2 ﾟ☁︎｡ Yandere alpha!rhaenyra x omega half-sister betrothal ﾟ☁︎｡ Yandere Rhaenyra takes half-sister from greens power play* ﾟ☁︎｡ Yandere Rhaenyra punishes omega reader after lords flirt with her* ﾟ☁︎｡ Alpha!rhaenyra x soft shy omega!sister x alpha!daemon* ﾟ☁︎｡ Yandere Rhaenyra x Lady-in-waiting ﾟ☁︎｡ Yandere Rhaenyra takes half-sister from greens* ﾟ☁︎｡ Yandere Rhaenyra x female dragonseed* ﾟ☁︎｡ Yandere Rhaenyra x female dragonseed* part 2 ﾟ☁︎｡ Yandere Daemon joins Rhaenyra x half-sister ﾟ☁︎｡ Dragonseed reader saves Rhaenyra from execution & Aegon the young ﾟ☁︎｡ Yandere Rhaenyra x Valyrian sorceress reader* ﾟ☁︎｡ Alpha Rhaenyra and omega Aegon headcanons

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ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha rhaenyra x omega sister with child together fluffy ﾟ☁︎｡ rhaenyra and laenor x aemond (platonic) headcanons ﾟ☁︎｡ rhaenyra and laenor parenting her siblings ﾟ☁︎｡ headcanons of alpha rhaenyra x omega half sister parenting their kids ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha rhaenyra x omega aegon x alpha daemon (romance) ﾟ☁︎｡ yandere rhaenyra x aegon (romantic) headcanons ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha rhaenyra x omega alicent x omega leana headcanons ﾟ☁︎｡ daemon & rhaenyra x fem!reader in charge ﾟ☁︎｡ rhaenyra targaryen x dragonseed!reader claiming her dragon for the first time ﾟ☁︎｡ yandere rhaenyra x yandere daemon x half sister (blacks win au) ﾟ☁︎｡ rhaenyra targaryen x velaryon male!reader ﾟ☁︎｡ yandere rhaenyra x daemons bastard daughter (platonic) ﾟ☁︎｡ rhaenyra x royce-targ!reader ﾟ☁︎｡ headcanons of alpha rhaenyra x omega half sister parenting their kids ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha rhaenyra x omega alicent x omega laena headcanons ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha rhaenyra x omega aegon x alpha daemon (romance) ﾟ☁︎｡ yandere rhaenyra x aegon (romantic) headcanons ﾟ☁︎｡ yandere rhaenyra x son cole!reader x yandere laenor headcanons ﾟ☁︎｡ rhaenyra x twin!reader soulmate au ﾟ☁︎｡ yandere rhaenyra and velaryon!son with laenor headcanons ﾟ☁︎｡ yandere rhaenyra x helaena ﾟ☁︎｡ yandere rhaenyra x handmaiden ﾟ☁︎｡ yandere rhaenyra x female dragonkeeper headcanons ﾟ☁︎｡ yandere mom rhaenyra x orphan reader headcanons ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha rhaenyra x omega velaryion reader headcanons ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha rhaenyra x omega hightower reader headcanons ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha rhaenyra x omega daenerys headcanons ﾟ☁︎｡ rhaenyra x omega!hightower alt ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha rhaenyra x omega!sister part 2 ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha rhaenyra x omega velaryon reader headcanons  ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha rhaenyra x omega hightower reader headcanons  ﾟ☁︎｡ politically smart hightower x rhaenyra (part 2)  ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha rhaenyra x omega male velaryon!reader  ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha rhaenyra x tyrell omega reader  ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha rhaenyra x omega alicent (arranged marriage)  ﾟ☁︎｡alpha rhaenyra x omega alicent x alpha daemon headcanons  ﾟ☁︎｡yandere rhaenyra and haelena (platonic) headcanons

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ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha rhaenyra x omega alicent x omega leana headcanons  ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha rhaenyra x omega alicent (arranged marriage)  ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha rhaenyra x omega alicent x alpha daemon headcanons  ﾟ☁︎｡ rhaenyra x alicent open marriage w/ laenor headcanons  ﾟ☁︎｡ yandere alpha rhaenyra x omega alicent headcanons  ﾟ☁︎｡ yandere rhaenyra x alicent (blacks win au) ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha rhaenyra x alpha laena x omega alicent headcanons

ﾟ☁︎｡No Rest For The Dragons ﾟ☁︎｡The Softest Love

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ﾟ☁︎｡ jacaerys overstim smut, 'Too Much, Too Little' ﾟ☁︎｡ baela & jacaerys x reader ﾟ☁︎｡ helaena x jace headcanons  ﾟ☁︎｡ jace x reader confession prompt 11 ﾟ☁︎｡ jace x reader prompt 30 ﾟ☁︎｡ jace x reader flustered prompts

ﾟ☁︎｡ Alpha Rhaenyra and omega Aegon platonic headcanons

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ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha rhaenyra x omega aegon x alpha daemon (romance)  ﾟ☁︎｡ yandere rhaenyra x aegon (romantic) headcanons

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ﾟ☁︎｡ yandere rhaenyra x helaena  ﾟ☁︎｡ helaena x jace headcanons  ﾟ☁︎｡ helaena has peace for herself

ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha!rhaenyra x soft shy omega!sister x alpha!daemon* ﾟ☁︎｡ Yandere Daemon joins Rhaenyra x half-sister

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ﾟ☁︎｡ daemon x fem!reader steamy bath smut ﾟ☁︎｡ daemon & rhaenyra x fem!reader in charge ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha rhaenyra x omega aegon x alpha daemon (romance)  ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha rhaenyra x omega aegon x alpha daemon (romance)  ﾟ☁︎｡ yandere rhaenyra x yandere daemon x half sister (blacks win au) ﾟ☁︎｡ yandere rhaenyra x daemons bastard daughter (platonic)  ﾟ☁︎｡ daemon x reader comfort  ﾟ☁︎｡ daemon x hightower fem!reader ﾟ☁︎｡ alpha rhaenyra x omega alicent x alpha daemon headcanons

[sylasthegrim]

https://www.tumblr.com/sylasthegrim/779832208184754176/work-has-kicked-my-ass-so-hard-this-week-i can you share it with us? the list of the request you accepted 🙏🏻😘🥰

Sure. I was planning to do a whole fancy post for them tomorrow but it's probably not necessary 😂

I accepted two requests for Jacaerys, two for Cregan, four for Gwayne, and one of Otto. I got some requests for Aegon but I haven't sorted through them yet.

Jacaerys x female reader

Hoping to get married before the war starts, they must now marry other people for the sake of alliances.

Jacaerys x twin sister reader, Aemond x Jace's twin

Reader is married off to Aemond. Jacaerys is witness to the consummation.

Gwayne x Rhaenyra's daughter

They are happily married until the conflict of succession erupts.

Gwayne x Targaryen reader

They fall in love, but are forbidden from marrying.

Gwayne x Daemon's daughter reader

Visiting court, Gwayne becomes obsessed with having her.

Gwayne x female reader

Gwayne courts his best friend's sister.

Cregan x female reader

Reader is kidnapped by Aemond when she chooses Cregan over him.

Cregan x female reader

Being the widow of a sexually violent man, Cregan's new wife is wary of him.

Otto x female reader

Otto starts an affair with one of the ladies of the court.

+ one that I'm keeping for later, and one that's similar to a story I'm already working on, so I'll be implementing the request into it.

[pacificheights]

oooh, also, i hit a milestone mark for followers a few days ago (wow!! big deal!) and i wanted to do something to like,,, idk, silly as this sounds, 'give back' or show my appreciation to you guys? but i'm not really sure what.

i do feel very grateful to everyone who has given me a follow, and i feel even more grateful that so many of you are so active and interact with me lol. i love all of the asks you guys send in, hearing your song recommendations, things that reminded you of something i wrote (this is always the biggest honor because wdym my story reminded you of some earth-shattering poem or something???) and just genuinely enjoy interacting with you guys, hearing about your own lives, etc. :)

if anyone has any ideas for what they'd like to see, i would love to hear. obviously, i am limited in what i can do - open up requests or make some stupid memes or a playlist or something like that, i'm not sure - and i am working within my means here, but i'd like to give back in some way :)

[wiltingandromedas]

my wife of 2 years just filed for divorce because she out of the blue decided she wanted a second chance with her ex boyfriend from 5 years ago so I was wondering if we could get some Alicent x reader angst based off of Good Luck Babe by Chapell Roan? I've been listening to the song on repeat, and it's been helping me cope

I'm sorry bestie I'm also going through it got broken up with three months ago and now I can barely write anymore smh

Alicent Hightower

She loves you, but you don't want more than just a warm body.

It's clear in the way she looks at you that she wants more.

Of course, you were just supposed to be a fling.

She holds you like you hung the stars in the sky and you hold her in high regards as she is your queen, so of course you feel differently.

Shes distraught that you don't want more with her.

Her instant thought is that she's not good enough for you.

Obviously the fact is that she doesn't want it

So Of course, when she proposes that you marry her, leave Kings Landing and be with her, and you REFUSE with reasoning that you don't want a relationship so.. serious.

She is discouraged, and rather broken.

She is unable to grasp the grief and rejection she feels, so she finds solace within her faith, inside The Sept.

She will of course, continue seeing you.

She couldn't handle such a loss of opportunity if only to lose you as well.

But the ache will still be there as she holds you after you have your fun late at night.

She yearns for you ruthlessly and you for her, but feelings are on different scales.

She will do anything to keep you by her side.

Even if it must be in secret, she will hold you near and dear.

She will always want more. More that you cant give her.

She finds herself praying late into the night, for you, to love her, and for The Seven's forgiveness for the deep rooted sin of longing.

You may not be hers, but she will always be yours.

[mornwrites]

akotsk or hotd headcanons first?

akotsk

hotd

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[sapphire-writes]

•Hey Saf! first of all thanks for your beautiful work. i had this idea in mind of reader being a Martell so she goes to kings landing to visit, she falls for aemond but Otto doesn’t trust her bc he believes she can poison him or something , so things go down

thank you if you take it! again thank you for your work it helps a lot

Snake in the Garden ~ Aemond x Martell!reader

word count: 1.4k warnings: none, little angsty note: loved writing this! thanks for sending and thank you so much for your kind words I'm glad you're enjoying my work 💚 masterlist HOTD taglist

“Be careful,” Otto warns his grandson, as the wheelhouse pulls into the front courtyard. 

Qoren Martell’s firstborn was arriving from Dorne, on a visit to the capital. Aemond nods, slightly bouncing on his heels as though preparing for battle, not the arrival of a lady.

“They are slippery snakes, Dornish women,” Otto murmurs, lowering his voice as the door to the wheelhouse opens. 

You appear, a cloud of red and purple silks, dark hair pulled away from your face. Eyes wide you look up at the towers of the Red Keep, before suppressing a shiver. 

“Cold here,” you say, more to yourself than anyone else. 

Aemond watches you carefully as you step down, your delicate hand draped on a knight’s arm. Aemond’s eye follows you as she moves towards the royal family, as though she is a pit viper about to strike. 

“We welcome you, Princess,” Alicent says, greeting you, “you must forgive the King’s absence, he is not faring well.”

“Of course, your grace,” you answer, “I am pleased to make your acquaintance.”

Your dark eyes move across the members of the royal family, and Aemond can feel his grandfather stiffen beside him as your eyes glance over at him. Then your eyes rest on Aemond.

You move to stand in front of him, staring up at his face. Aemond blinks in surprise, looking down at you. You are so close he can count the individual eyelashes that frame your sparkling eyes. 

“Why do you cover it?” you ask, causing Aemond’s brow to furrow. 

Bold. 

“To spare the women of the court, princess,” Aemond answers. 

You narrow your eyes.

“You have soft women in the north.”

“This is not the north.”

You laugh, the sound much like the peel of bells. Aemond’s mouth twitches into a smile, before his grandfather glares at him, causing him to retreat to his usual stoic expression. 

“Everywhere is north of Dorne,” you answer, swishing past Aemond, skirts brushing his hand. 

Aemond moves to follow you inside, set on not letting you leave his sights. Otto reaches out, clasping a hand on his arm. 

“What did I say?” he asks, voice low.

“I only mean to keep an eye on the serpent,” Aemond tells him, pulling free from his grandfather’s grasp. 

Aemond follows the Dornish beauty, not allowing you to leave his sight. Especially during the feast that night as you converse with Aegon, who has draped himself across your lap, cup in hand. 

Aemond, though not overly fond of his brother, is his protector nonetheless. 

He watches as Aegon says something to you, earning more musical laughter that floods through the halls. Aemond feels something inside him curl up with rage at the sight of how at ease Aegon is around you. 

It should be him.

Aemond wishes to shake the thought away but he cannot. It remains like the pain that sometimes lodges itself behind the empty socket of his eye, as though his body has suddenly remembered a part of him is missing. 

Aegon is the heir. It is he who should be fearful of you. Dornish enchantress. 

Aemond should be enjoying himself in your company, have your hands stroking his hair as you do to Aegon now. It is too much to watch. 

Aemond turns and leaves the hall, taking some air on a nearby veranda. The sky is black as death, lit up with thousands of diamond-like stars. 

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” a voice says behind him.

He knows it is you before you step beside him.

“You must have stars in Dorne.”

“Indeed,” you answer, chuckling, “but the northern air gives them such a glow.”

Aemond hums in response, feeling his heart beating hard in his chest, like a hammer against the cloth. 

“Drink?” you ask, holding the second goblet you hold.

Aemond looks at it a moment too long. You smile wolfishly, teeth glowing in the moonlight. You look the part of an enchantress. Temptress. Beckoning him towards an early grave.

“Scared?” you tease. 

“Should I be?” 

“If you are wise.”

An honest answer, you give him.

Aemond does not move. You bring the cup you offer to your lips taking a long sip, before holding it out to him once more. Your lips shimmer with the remnants of the Dornish red. 

“How do I know you haven’t been preparing for weeks, taking small amounts of poison to train yourself to withstand its effects?” Aemond asks, still not reaching for the cup.

You twist your mouth, as though deep in thought. 

“True,” you murmur, “but that seems like an awful lot of work, just to murder a second son.”

Aemond feels a rush of anger, it burns through his body. He meets your eye and watches the smirk that forms. 

“You jest,” he says, earning a nod. 

“I do,” you admit, “though, if I meant to kill you tonight, you would already be dead.”

Aemond is not easily frightened. Fear has not been an emotion he was familiar with, not since the taking of his eye. But something about the way you say that hangs in the air; it wraps around his throat like a tightening noose. 

He takes the cup from your hand, fingers brushing against yours. 

He lets a sip of the Dornish red slip past his lips, down his throat. You grin watching him swallow. 

“Still alive?” you tease, earning a hum. 

“You cannot fault me for valuing my life.”

“I suppose.”

You both stand in silence, staring up at the stars and taking sips from your cups. Your skin is warm from the wine, the taste reminding you of home, causing your chest to tighten. How you hate being so far from home. 

“Shall it take effect soon?” Aemond asks, draining his cup.

You laugh again, and Aemond allows himself to smile.

“You surprise me, my prince,” you tell him, “I did not expect you to be a man of humor.”

“What did you expect?” Aemond asks, curious about your answer. 

You turn to face him, becoming suddenly very serious. 

“A haunted man,” you tell him, “the ghost of a boy stretched tall.”

Aemond finds it hard to look away from you, instead settling his gaze on your mouth, still dewed with wine as though it is venom. No, the wine is not venom, but the words you speak are. They are clearly meant to incapacitate him. 

“A princess, and a poet?” Aemond murmurs. 

“I do not wish to offend you,” you continue, as he turns from you. 

“You do not,” Aemond assures, looking down at his cup, “I am not used to the directness, that's all. Most people avoid the topic.”

You wait to speak, sensing he is not finished. 

“Most people avoid me in general, I suppose.”

You bring a hand to his arm, and his chest warms at your touch. 

“Tis their loss then,” you tell him. 

Aemond purses his lips, unsure of what has made him confide in you.

“I understand what it is like, to be assumed to be something you are not,” you tell him.

Aemond feels shame run through him. He assumed you were dangerous, all because of his grandfather. He looks at you once more, your face glowing in the moonlight. 

“You must forgive me, my lady,” Aemond tells you, “we are overly cautious in the capital these days.”

You smile gently at him. 

“There is no need for apologies,” you assure him. 

“Still, you shall have mine,” Aemond says, taking your hand in his and placing a kiss atop your knuckles causing your breath to hitch in your throat. 

“Shall I escort you back into the great hall?” Aemond asks.

“I shall be just a moment,” you tell him. 

Aemond eyes you curiously. 

“You’re certain?” he questions and you nod.

“I shall meet you there.”

Aemond gives you a slight nod, before taking his leave. You stand on the veranda, leaning over the edge and peering down. You glance behind you, before pulling a small vial from between your breasts. Undetectable, small, and full of a ruby-red liquid. 

It would have been quick.

You run your fingers over it before breaking the wax seal. You turn the vial, letting the contents of the glass run down the stones over the edge like blood before smashing the vial underneath your foot. You brush the pieces away and straighten your skirts, before heading back to find Aemond.

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[hotdfic]

I’m officially opening up writing requests for House of the Dragon!

I’m happy to write anything from angst to fluff to a little spice! However, I’m not comfortable writing full-on smut since I’m still getting the hang of it, and I don’t want to let anyone down. But if you’re craving some tension, teasing, or intimate moments, I’ve got you covered!

📩 How to Request:

Send me a prompt in my inbox!

Include the type of vibe you want (angst, fluff, spicy, etc.)

Let me know which character you'd like to see!

💭 Need Ideas? Here are some spicy prompt suggestions:

“If you keep staring at me like that, I won’t be able to control myself.”

Accidentally sharing a bed and realizing how close you're lying.

Helping them get dressed, but your hands linger a little too long.

A heated argument that ends with someone being pinned to the wall.

Jealousy getting the best of them after seeing you with someone else.

Injured and needing help out of their armor/clothes—slowly.

“Make me.” — “Gladly.”

Catching them staring at your lips during a conversation.

The "you should leave" but neither of you moves closer moment.

Dancing together in a crowded hall, hands slowly drifting lower.

🔥 Characters I write for: Feel free to request anyone! Some favorites include:

Aemond Targaryen

Aegon II Targaryen

Daemon Targaryen

Criston Cole

Alicent Hightower

(And more! Just ask!)

💌 Can’t wait to see what ideas you send my way! Let’s make some magic happen!

[novaursa]

Hello! I’m the anon that requested the first part to The Valyrian bride and I am honoured that you made a part 2! Thank you so much for being my idea to life 💖🥰

Hello, dear anon. ☺️

Thank you for sharing your great idea with me. It was my pleasure to write it.

I'm sending you lots of love from my rainy town. ❤️