“Long may she reign.”
AND NOW MY WATCH BEGINS
CHAPTER 10: NO CROWN AND NO GLORY read here
thanks a lot @arielchelby and @st-clements-steps for the beta reading ❤️
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“Long may she reign.”
AND NOW MY WATCH BEGINS
CHAPTER 10: NO CROWN AND NO GLORY read here
thanks a lot @arielchelby and @st-clements-steps for the beta reading ❤️
"Our Songs of Ice & Fire" by @t0adsav on Instagram for my fanfic "Truly The Mother of Dragons" - Thanks again for doing this commission.
"Daenerys sat against Drogon, holding her newborn babes in her arms, taking in their tiny features. Two had the silver and gold hair of House Targaryen, while the other had thick, dark curls like her father, save for a bright silver streak on one side. She had had a golden haired and brown eyed daughter, whom she named Rhaenyra, to honor the first true Targaryen queen before her; a son with indigo eyes and silver hair named Aemon, for the only member of their house his father had ever known or been raised by; and a second daughter, with her own violet eyes and Jon's dark hair, whom she named Daenys, after the dreamer of Valyria of old who had set their family on the path that had led to this miraculous birth. House Targaryen, born again, while the hatchlings flew above singing overhead, and Daenerys held her sweet babes in her arms as the sun rose, with bittersweet tears streaming down her cheeks."
Daenerys Targaryen fanarts by SELSNT on Twitter (part 2): X, X, X, X, X, X, X, X, X, X, X.
A Perfect Christmas
@snowxstormworld Jonerys Winter Wonderland 2023: All I Want for Christmas is You
Summary: T’was the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring… besides two parents very excited for some time alone with each other.
Dany has a secret she is trying to keep until Christmas Day. Jon gets into the Christmas spirit late in the evening, but they both forget one very important thing before the morning.
Enjoy some Holiday Family Fluff! Christmas may be over, but it’s never too late to celebrate with our favorite couple and their targlings.
You know, sometimes when I feel sad I think that Daenerys Targaryen was resurrected in Volantis, pregnant with Boatbaby, flew back to Jon, forgave him, discovered that Bran/3EyedRaven was the real danger, together they defeated him and restored the Targaryen legacy by becoming queen and king of Westeros and having tons of babies and grandchildren and great grandchildren, living the best of the Dreams of Spring BECAUSE YEAH
Their Dynasty Complete
Daenerys POV
She's finally here, after nine long and difficult months, she's finally arrived. After five years of being told she'd never bear a living child of her own making, she's had six. The birthing room is quiet, the maids have left the Empress alone with her newest princess. Jon is filing the birth with the council, and the others are no doubt gathered in the nursery waiting to be allowed to see her. The door opens again, Dany looks up from her baby girl's silver eyes, seeing her husband entering. ''My love, come, let me kiss you.'' Jon smirks, and comes to sit beside her legs, he gently leans over to kiss her, eleven years and the buzz never goes away. ''How do you feel, darling?''
Daenerys smiles, tired but so blissfully happy. ''Tired, sore. But, I'll be fine, I've done this six times now.''
Jon laughs, gently stroking his newest daughter's fuzzy brown hair, finally a Stark princess. ''She's beautiful, isn't she? Our Lyanna.'' Daenerys hums, and nods. ''Well, we've not failed yet, have we?'' Jon kisses her forehead. ''No, no we haven't.''
A knock comes at the door, the couple share a look, Jon says. ''Come in.'' In comes their other five children. Rhaegar, eleven years old, looking more like his kepa every day. His twin, Alysanne, growing quickly into a true Valyrian princess. Aemon is eight, and should probably be at his studies - not that it matters right now. Six year old Rhaella is holding her eldest brother's hand, her silver hair in a braid down her shoulder. Two year old Benjen is on his eldest sister's hip, playing with a toy wolf. ''We wanted to see her, muna.'' Alysanne says. Daenerys nods, and motions them all over. ''This, our loves, is your sister... Princess Lyanna Targaryen.''
Rhaella gushes. ''She has our eyes, like me, Rhaegar, and kepa.'' Rhaegar nods. ''And mine, kepa, and Aemon's hair too, Ella.'' Jon beams at his children. ''She's a child of the North.'' Alysanne extracts an egg from a bag on her shoulder. This one being white and blue. ''This is for Lya, muna, can i put it in her cradle?'' Daenerys nods, her eldest girl is proving to be quite the princess. ''Of course.'' Jon asks his eldest daughter. ''How is Daeraxes doing?''
Alysanne says. ''She's doing great, still nesting.'' Rhaegar laughs, completing his twin's sentence. ''And Eddarion won't leave her side, we've not flown in weeks.'' Aemon looks cocky, Rhaella giggles, seeming proud of being the only ones able to fly right now. ''Sounds horrible, Alys.'' Aemon jokes. Alysanne rolls her eyes at her younger brother. ''Not helping.'' Benjen curls up beside his mother and new baby sister, and says. ''I miss you, muna.'' Daenerys wraps an arm around her baby boy, and assures him. ''I miss you too, Ben, I'll be back in the family in a few days, so will Lya.'' Benjen nods.
Daenerys and Jon share a look, the look they've shared for twelve years. Here they are, their dynasty complete at last.
AN: first story on my blog, hope you all like it!
One more! Tho I say that now…. 😂🥰
I made this mood board for my new fic about GOT 14 years after Daenerys ascends the throne. Feel free to check it out!
Fifteen years after Daenerys ascends the throne, her two children, Misella and Joron, wish to explore the Seven Kingdoms as a whole. Daenerys and her children travel North as Jon travels South, and Jon must face his biggest regret.
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