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I'M LOOKING FOR MOOTS FOR the house of the dragon, game of thrones, a knight of the seven kingdoms, lord of the rings, attack on titan, harry potter REALMS OF TUMBLR BE IT WRITERS OR REQUESTERS.
my inbox is open but a few fics of my own are on the way too btw
Writing requests are open!
Please feel free to blow up my inbox, comment and reach out.
I will write for these fandoms/characters:
House of the Dragon:
Gwayne Hightower
Aemond Targaryen
Aegon Targaryen
Daemon Targaryen
Criston Cole
Game of Thrones:
Jaime Lannister
Attack on Titan:
Eren Yeager
Zeke Yeager
Reiner Braun
Armin Arlert
Bertholdt Hoover
Jean Kirschtein
Lord of the Rings:
Legolas Greenleaf
Aragorn, King of Gondor
Faramir of Gondor
Boromir of Gondor
Sauron
Morgoth
Naruto:
Sasuke Uchiha
Neji Hyuga
Naruto Uzumaki
Gaara of the Sand
Itachi Uchiha
Pain
Deidara
Kakashi Hatake
Twilight:
Jacob Black
Edward Cullen
Carlisle Cullen
Sam Uley
Embry Call
Harry Potter:
Harry Potter
Ronald Weasley
Fred Weasley
George Weasley
Oliver Wood
Neville Longbottom
The Marauders:
James Potter
Severus Snape
Sirius Black
Remus Lupin
Evan Rosier
Regulus Black
RULES:
-Absolutely no non-con or use of actual people or actors for these requests.
-Smut & fluff permitted.
-Please specify if you’d like a Drabble, a slow burn or just whatever is to your fanfic needs.
-If there’s a character that’s not on the list or a prompt you want that isn’t on the list- let me know and I’ll make it work.
-I’ll take no requests from minors or about minors to write about.
Prompts you can choose from:
🫀- friends to lovers
🧠- friends to enemies, to lovers
🫁- enemies to lovers
🪢- unrequited love
🧵- medieval au
🧶-modern university au
🪿-marriage proposal/ bethrotal
🐞- “kiss me, my girl. before i’m sick.”
🕸️-“i think i’m in love with you and i don’t like it.”
🕷️- not being able to stop bickering about small things but loving each other too much to leave.
🐆- opposites attract, but can they stay together?
🪽- first “i love you”
🌿- roommates to lovers
🪷- immortal falls in love with mortal
🥀- facing a lover in combat after they’ve turned on the side you fight for
🌷- “please, don’t forget me.”
🌙- the looks of love of a crush that hasn’t been confessed
❄️- one bed trope
🍓- saving HIM from distress
🫐- receiving love letters from a secret lover
🏵️- “you are my homeland.”
🩰- ball dancing
🎨- the portrait of our love.
🎫- rock band au
🗺️- domesticity
🎠- “meet me there at 10pm.”
“promise me you’ll come.”
🏛️- past lives
🎞️- “i don’t care if you love someone who isn’t me.”
🕰️- “why aren’t we together still?”
“because you chose it this way.”
⏰- prompt based on a song
i wont worry about it i say to myself with the always worried disorder
rich hardbeck the man you are
Forever inspo for study motivation ⚡️
Writing requests are open!
Please feel free to blow up my inbox, comment and reach out.
I will write for these fandoms/characters:
House of the Dragon:
Gwayne Hightower
Aemond Targaryen
Aegon Targaryen
Daemon Targaryen
Criston Cole
Game of Thrones:
Jaime Lannister
Attack on Titan:
Eren Yeager
Zeke Yeager
Reiner Braun
Armin Arlert
Bertholdt Hoover
Jean Kirschtein
Lord of the Rings:
Legolas Greenleaf
Aragorn, King of Gondor
Faramir of Gondor
Boromir of Gondor
Sauron
Morgoth
Naruto:
Sasuke Uchiha
Neji Hyuga
Naruto Uzumaki
Gaara of the Sand
Itachi Uchiha
Pain
Deidara
Kakashi Hatake
Twilight:
Jacob Black
Edward Cullen
Carlisle Cullen
Sam Uley
Embry Call
Harry Potter:
Harry Potter
Ronald Weasley
Fred Weasley
George Weasley
Oliver Wood
Neville Longbottom
The Marauders:
James Potter
Severus Snape
Sirius Black
Remus Lupin
Evan Rosier
Regulus Black
RULES:
-Absolutely no non-con or use of actual people or actors for these requests.
-Smut & fluff permitted.
-Please specify if you’d like a Drabble, a slow burn or just whatever is to your fanfic needs.
-If there’s a character that’s not on the list or a prompt you want that isn’t on the list- let me know and I’ll make it work.
-I’ll take no requests from minors or about minors to write about.
Prompts you can choose from:
🫀- friends to lovers
🧠- friends to enemies, to lovers
🫁- enemies to lovers
🪢- unrequited love
🧵- medieval au
🧶-modern university au
🪿-marriage proposal/ bethrotal
🐞- “kiss me, my girl. before i’m sick.”
🕸️-“i think i’m in love with you and i don’t like it.”
🕷️- not being able to stop bickering about small things but loving each other too much to leave.
🐆- opposites attract, but can they stay together?
🪽- first “i love you”
🌿- roommates to lovers
🪷- immortal falls in love with mortal
🥀- facing a lover in combat after they’ve turned on the side you fight for
🌷- “please, don’t forget me.”
🌙- the looks of love of a crush that hasn’t been confessed
❄️- one bed trope
🍓- saving HIM from distress
🫐- receiving love letters from a secret lover
🏵️- “you are my homeland.”
🩰- ball dancing
🎨- the portrait of our love.
🎫- rock band au
🗺️- domesticity
🎠- “meet me there at 10pm.”
“promise me you’ll come.”
🏛️- past lives
🎞️- “i don’t care if you love someone who isn’t me.”
🕰️- “why aren’t we together still?”
“because you chose it this way.”
⏰- prompt based on a song
⛓. stubborn arguments to make out sessions please?
If there’s one thing that Aemond detested it was your smart mouth.
He convinced himself that you were too arrogant for your own good, and you thought he was a bit of a bossy cunt, always insisting he loathed you but somehow refusing to shut up and leave you alone.
🗡 prompt with Aemond pleaseee
Aemond Targaryen has the love of his Mother, the one that comes absolutely unconditionally and when he needed it the most.
He had the comfort of not being judged by his sister Helaena, who was always gonna accept her little brother no matter what.
He had Aegon’s love, as complicated as that relationship might be, his brother would fight for him when it was required.
Still, as he started coming of age and watching his brother being chased by the ladies of the court he started realizing he wished to be chased like that, to be wanted like that.
The Prince had lost an eye, but this made popular amongst many of the girls in court at some point, each of them wanting to unravel the Prince’s mysterious aura. Yet Aemond could never allow himself to feel any sort of connection with them because he didn’t feel understood. He felt like he was merely an amusement for people to gawk at, always wanting to know about his eye, and his family feuds instead of his own essence.
Until you came along. Rhea Royce’s little legacy, fresh out of the Vale and ready to claim a dragon from the pit after your Father was finally allowed to see you again.
He thought (just like everyone else) that you were half insane when you asked to tame one that had actually been circling Dragonstone for years without a rider, eating sheep and other dragons. Still, you insisted and successfully tamed the wild dragon, arriving King’s Landing with Caraxes by your side, leaving him intrigued.
After your dramatic entrance, first impression, and that bold smile you kept shooting him at dinner, he certainly grew enthralled. Viserys had grown rather fond of you, asking you all about the current state of the Vale, and other political topics which you responded to politely, keeping your ground in the conversations set at the table.
Aemond couldn’t get you out of his mind afterwards. The glances you shot him, and the subtle turn of your head to see if he had anything to say even though he barely spoke let him know that clearly you must’ve felt it too somehow.
He almost died when he felt your gloved hands brush his own under the table, making him look up and grow a complexion paler. That was all he needed to ask you to have a walk with him.
The walk turned into getting to know each other better, even drawing a few laughs from the usually stern Prince. He was happy to hear you talk about your interests in such a passionate way, an extraordinarily intimidating woman reduced to star in her eyes at the mention of the topic of geography, dragons, and even sword fighting.
He didn’t think twice to ask you to go dragon riding with him, in the morning, which you eagerly agreed to, and Lord what a menace you two became.
The sky was cloudy as two giant dragons raced through the heights. Alicent and Viserys were having heart attacks at the sight, but Daemon (the OG unhinged mf) assured them that it was merely Targaryen fun. After that, it became common for the two of you to do completely reckless stuff together with no remorse whatsoever.
Aemond felt his best, and the truest he would ever be with you. Without you having to ask, he removed his eyepatch, and you didn’t treat him any different.
He was in love even more desperately when you agreed to teach him more about archery and the way soldiers had taught you to train in the Vale.
He was happy to have you all to himself, and you also smiled at the fact that he was everything you could ever want. He didn’t wait to ask his Mother to arrange his betrothal to you, and Viserys agreed immediately.
While Viserys thought you were literally Daemon’s recklessness coming back to haunt him, he could see the way you loved his son and set the agreement with Daemon.
If courtship had been fun, betrothal was even better. He enjoyed walks with you across in front of the members of the court while you wore green, to match him now.
He always felt jealous at even the thought of someone approaching you that wasn’t him. But you?
The second you saw a Baratheon girl trying to coax him away and steal his attention while you had not been present for a second, you only threw him a glance and had him wrapped around your finger all over again. Grabbing his face and planting a sweet kiss to his lips, and sent her a terrifying smile.
“The Cannibal enjoys stag dinners sometimes, did you know that?”
Your whisper in her ear as you walked her away left her frozen, and the rumors of it drove every girl at court away from your betrothed.
When the rumors reached Aemond’s ears he knew you two were definitely meant to be.
Being best friends with Modern! Aegon would be a complicated way to spend your 4 years of University.
He was a frat boy with a tendency to get the cops called on him for disturbance of the peace, and could sometimes be an asshole for boasting so much to get attention from girls BUT
Many people didn’t know that behind that, he was actually a great artist!
I can see Aegon being into art, and that’s definitely how you two met.
It’s a hobby he used to enjoy when he was growing up, and his Mother definitely encouraged him to continue.
It started out with you being kind of sharp and mean to him for his reputation, but eventually as you interacted more with him you realized he was just a dumbass.
You stayed away from parties, only coming by to check on him and text his family in case of an emergency.
Aegon was sweet, funny and charming. It was impossible to drop him even if people tended to tell you that you should drop him while you could.
He revealed his Star Wars collectibles and secret lego obsession with you.
He’d wait for you to get out of class, by the same door, every single day to drive you home.
But that still didn’t excuse the fact that it hurt when he wrecked himself and had casual hookups like it was nothing.
You confronted him about it and he said he didn’t see the big deal.
This was the point where you realized you needed to distance yourself because his foolish actions were even catching up to him even if he was kind to you.
He tried to get you to change your mind the only way he knew how, with expensive presents and more than public displays.
But it was too late.
This sent him even deeper down the slope of his self destructive behavior.
When he hit his third year, under academic probation, and his third case of alcohol poisoning he looked around and definitely realized he needed help.
Alicent & you were the only one that took his decision seriously and actually started to seek help with him.
It took years, and a severe alcohol poisoning where he woke up cold in a hospital with his Mother and you comforting each other as you cried to realize he was way too gone for good.
Aegon is not a perfect man, but he’s also not as much of an asshole as to let the people he loved watch him destroy himself.
And he realized that you still cared, and still looked after him. But, you knew your worth and he needed to get his act together.
You didn’t get to reconciliations immediately, it took time, and a lot of venting on both sides to really understand the depth of the situation.
It was a hard recovery for Aegon. He was still part of the frat, still had a reputation, and still got invited to the same spots with the same people.
Still, he remembered what he did this for.
Not for you, not for Alicent, not for Otto, or anyone else, but for himself.
He wanted to get better so he could finally see himself the way you saw him.
He wanted to feel like Aegon again, the real Aegon. Not the one that craves attention, and avoids responsibility.
As he got better, he started taking up the hobbies he’d once quit. Art, playing instruments (bass), and he even started his own little band which you made T-shirts for <3
He was still an arrogant douchebag sometimes, and definitely needed serious tutoring from you, but now he was happier.
He grew frustrated because even after all he went through, his Father and older half sister still posed him as a threat, and a reckless child.
But that didn’t matter anymore.
He had other things in mind.
He planned to ask you out.
Aegon had stopped the casual hook ups, deleted Tinder, and straight up told you he loved you.
He did not beat around the bush, he knew you loved him too. <3
Now you both finished your bachelors, Aegon and you moved in together, you hung up all his work around the house.
Aegon had a bunch of expectations, and a company inheritance that he could not escape.
You almost died when he announced that he wanted to leave his duties to his younger brother and intended to marry and not return to his family’s whole Law Firm.
He expanded and achieved a successful career with his band, releasing his first album!
Needless to say, you were the muse for most of his emo little songs.
Aegon was happy like this.
Modern! Aemond used to spend a lot of time observing his family’s hobbies and interests in secret to bond with them in some way.
He knew Helaena liked bugs, so he collected and bought some for her collection, and when she’d wake up in the morning to check on her neat little terrariums there’d be new ones and she knew it was Aemond.
He knew his Mother appreciated books, but no one ever asked her enough to ever get to know her favorite genres. Except him, he knew all the novels and poems his Mother would like, always placing a neat stack of books on her night stand when she was absent.
Aegon was a complicated man for presents, or gifting, but that didn’t mean he didn’t do small acts that Aegon very much noticed. For example, he always placed a fresh cup of water and painkillers on his nightstand because well… Aegon is Aegon and he’s probably hungover 80% of the time.
Now with his Father, it was a different story. He longed so desperately to form a bond with him, to see his face light up at just any sort of act of kindness he could show.
Aemond wanted to prove he was capable of being soft, and caring to his Father. A man that still held him in low regard for a childhood accident that cost him very own eye and a feud between his Father’s favorite child: Rhaenyra.
The only time his Father ever shared anything with him, was when he took Aemond to his weekly neuropathologist appointments, and to soothe the awkward silence, Viserys would play his old 70’s rock mixtapes.
It was Viserys’ secret pleasure to play those mixtapes, and Aemond cherished those moments and began to listen to that music as well to have at least some sort of bond with him.
Viserys was the Head of the most powerful corporation in the city. His family practically ruled the city, they were patrons of the arts, and held in high regards for their class, so 70’s rock wasn’t something that Viserys could publicly boast about liking. It was a secret he indulged in with Aemond since Rhaenyra was always too involved in something else to really share that with him.
Pretty soon, Aemond began to listen to more 70s rock, and have some of his own favorites as well, creating a bond with Viserys over the music they grew to love.
When Viserys passed away, no one thought of comforting Aemond. No one really did, except his Mother as best as she knew how to.
Now, years have passed and he’s a grown man, in charge of many branches of the company against his half-sister’s own wishes, and he’s all alone, still clutching those mixtapes.
Modern! Aemond is probably the most irresistible man you’ve ever seen.
Though he’s lost his eye due to a childhood accident, it has not made him any less of a gentleman and a mysterious one at that.
He only spoke when he was meant to, only for the enrichment of his studies, which he took extremely seriously.
Unlike Aegon, his older brother who loved to boast about his frat, and the fact that he had a yacht a bit too much for any closeness to bloom between you.
You liked Aemond, but not enough to follow his every step. Well, in reality it was just hard balancing being on top of your class, and have a crush in your early twenties.
Still, the mysterious Political Science major involved himself in various clubs and activities hosted by the University. It was impossible not to bump into him, because you were part of many of them as well.
It was at one of these club meeting, more specifically, chess, that you finally got a moment to speak with the man you secretly admired in every possible way.
He politely introduced himself and shook your hand, a small smile in his face that you’d never seen before. One that almost distracted you from the fact that he was now your rival. You introduced yourself as well, way too nervous to say anything else.
When the match started, he showed you no mercy, almost underestimating you. Still, you stood your ground, and for what seemed like the longest time, you actually won.
He seemed a bit shocked. To be fair, he’d been champion for years. Yet you still wouldn’t fear any opponent, not even your bachelors degree level crush.
He seemed charmed by the way you smiled politely, and simply collected your things and walked away. You were shaking too much to do anything else tbh.
He didn’t even get a boastful comment, or any other way to hear your voice other than when you introduced yourself. But he knew exactly who you were.
He’s not really too fond of pursuing people, much less dating, but he wanted to get to know you at least.
He caught up with you days later in your shared Math class. He never spoke in that class, and neither did you, it was always just timeless rambles from your professor.
Coincidentally, you had presentations that same week, you each had to explain the importance of Math in your certain field of expertise.
You killed it, yet again.
Aemond was trying to catch up, while it seemed that you were effortlessly just so good at the things he considered himself the best at.
He was beginning to grow impatient to uncover this mystery of who you were. But he’d never ask Aegon for help, he would never shut up about it.
Until he saw you with Helaena! His sweet sister was your friend, and you seemed to be emitting giggles from the upperclassman as you chatted about trivial things under the school gardens.
Aemond’s intrigue was killing him now. Who the hell were you? And why had he never seen you the way he did now?
He knew the answer was plain and simple, he had seen you, and watched you all throughout the beginning of your careers, but he never spoke to you. He always found it easy to be busy with other things to think about interpersonal relationships.
So why is he so desperate to know you?
You began to feel the way he stared at you. How he began to walk up to Helaena when she was with you because he lost his house keys.
Until Helaena got tired of being the awkward third wheel and decided to help him get with you and stop the charades.
He denied the simp allegations ❗️
But even Aegon backed up Helaena on this, it was growing pathetic and he didn’t even have a clue of half the plot going on.
Helaena asked if she could set you up with a “blind date” (she’s wrong as hell for that one)
You hesitated greatly, first because you were not really into anyone at the moment and didn’t know how to tell her you liked her brother. And second because this seemed like some sort of trafficking scheme even though you knew she would never do such a thing to you.
Eventually she told you she would never set you up with anyone she wasn’t 100% sure was worthy of you, so you took the number to get it over with.
You didn’t text him until you had paced around, done your homework, paced around some more, and had a mild panic attack, so a bit after dinner!
The mystery man replied back, and you grew intrigued at his unusually good grammar even through the screen.
You talked about daily matters, topics of interests, and suddenly you got the impatience of asking him his name but he would not comply. Until you threatened to block him if it was a prank.
And then you had a second panic attack.
HELAENA HAD SET YOU UP WITH HER BROTHER. SHE KNEW OF THE WHOLE “perfectly repressed” CRUSH.
You freaked out, texting him if he knew this was you. It couldn’t be, he couldn’t have known.
He eventually comes clean and admits he wanted to get to know you, but didn’t know how to approach you, and he had no choice but to listen to Helaena.
You agreed to meet up at your favorite local coffee shop to have a chess rematch! Whooped him again and he got visibly frustrated.
“You’re so busy building up walls and protecting your pieces, that you forget I can still use my own pieces to attack you.”
Your words made him smile.
The date was genuinely so sweet. You played again, and again until you were finally both even, spoke of books, and critiqued films. It was honestly the best feeling ever to have someone that genuinely connected to you on so many topics and it was the same for him!
He walked you to your dorm respectfully, and asked when he could see you again <3
After that, the coffee spot days became walking together to math class, and giving each other rides to chess matches, even taking Helaena to her own matches to cheer for her.
Aemond had never felt so in love before, and neither had you. The attraction was obvious, and in no time he asked you to be his girlfriend <3
❝Naeseryne Targaryen,
The Dragonborn❞
SUMMARY: ⤞In which Naeseryne Targayen was born on the night of a blood moon. Bathed in blood, the dragon princess was born at the height of Targaryen power, but that power was soon put into question when her father, King Viserys I, took a second wife regardless of already being married to his cousin and Lord Hands Daughter, Alicent Hightower. The dance of dragons will pit daughter against daughter, and dragon against dragon, but no matter the outcome, 𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘙𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘯.
PAIRING: Female!TargaryenOC x Male!TargaryenOC
AESTHETIC:
PRINCESS NAESERYNE TARGARYEN — The Dragonborn, The Unburnt, The Warrior Come Again, The Queen of Fire, The Realms Jewel, The Rightful Heir, The Queen of Dragons, Rider of Deianira; The Red Death, Wielder of Blackfyre
RATING: M, For Mature Audiences
Trigger Warnings: mature content (18+) — sexual explicit content, gore, death, murder, sexual assault, rape, violence, weapons, trauma, mental health issues, incest. Reader discretion is advised.
89 AC, Kings Landing
Screams of agony and promises of pain resonated throughout the Red Keep. Late in the hour, just a few hours before the full moon was to appear, the wife of Prince Viserys, Princess Alicent Hightower was bringing forth the newest member of the Targaryen royal family. The hours seemed to go by quickly for Prince Viserys who was cuckold in his grandfather’s solar with the entirety of the royal family — they all waited dutifully to receive word and 5 minutes before midnight, a random hand maiden entered the solar announcing the arrival of a new princess, but what shocked the rest of the family was the maester who entered after her looking worse for wear.
“What is it, Maester Mellos?” Jaehaerys barked out.
“The moon, your grace, the full moon is a blood moon,” Mellos stated firmly, pointing out the solar window where the blood moon finally appeared.
Viserys gasped, Otto Hightower stood stoically but had a look of pride shining in his aging eyes while King Jaehaerys looked up at the blood moon in complete awe.
“Is Alicent decent to have visitors?” Viserys asked.
“Her grace, the princess is ready to receive visitors,” Mellos confirmed.
“And the babe? Is she healthy?” Otto asked further.
“Healthy and robust, my Lord Hightower,” Mellos replied.
Otto smiled sincerely looking over at his wife, Princess Visenya Targaryen who had unshed tears welling in her beautiful amethyst eyes, “A girl has never been born first in the Targaryen royal family, this is truly a great boon of the house of dragons.”
Jaehaerys turned around and looked at Otto with wide eyes, “I never thought of that, but you are right Otto, this is a great boon for House Targaryen.”
“A blood moon is also a good omen… according to Valyrian customs,” Rhaenys commented. “By the way; congratulations sister on your first grandchild.”
Visenya smiled, “Thank you sister. It seems the fourteen flames have blessed our family after so much tragedy.”
“Well I wish to go and see my child. I shall come and get the rest of you after I see my wife,” Viserys decoded before walking into the chambers where the newest Targaryen babe rested.
Alicent stroked her daughter’s cheek affectionately. She looked at the beautiful creature she created with so much love shining in her dark purple eyes. The labor had been extremely easy beside being in labor for over 24 hours, all it took was 5 pushes to bring her little dragon into the world — the maesters said it was one of the easiest births they’ve been to in their entire lives as maester’s with the citadel. She was interrupted from her inner thoughts when the door to her chambers was banged open and her husband came waltzing in alongside both of their parents who looked at with nothing but pure pride — she also noticed the old king Jaehaerys slowly making his way in after them.
“I hear we have a daughter born loud and healthy?” Viserys boomed as he came to stand idly by the side of his wife’s bed.
“Born on a blood moon no less, and the first girl born since the beginning of the Targaryen dynasty,” Otto commented, looking over at his daughter with deep pride.
“An unusually quiet babe,” Jaehaerys muttered from beside Viserys.
“She is quite curious. She’s done nothing but look around ever since she’s entered the world,” Alicent smiled.
“Can I hold her?” Viserys asked excitedly.
“Of course Lord Husband,” Alicent agreed, handing the small babe over as Prince Baelon instructed his son on how to properly hold the child.
“I know how to hold a child, father” Viserys scoffed before returning his eyes to his precious jewel.
Jaehaerys ignored the bickering duo, pulling the cloth away from her head of his great-grandchild to examine her hair color, and low and behold the small babe had the purest white hair he had ever seen. No one has had this shade of hair color since Lord Aenar Targaryen, and Queen Visenya Targaryen. He hummed in satisfaction, “A beautiful shade of hair — as white as snow, she shall be a great beauty one day, Alicent.”
Alicent beamed at her grandfather, “She shall be, but have you seen her eyes?”
Viserys looked deep into the eyes of his daughter and smiled softly, “She has Queen Alysanne’s eye color. Amethyst, and the brightest shade of it I have ever seen.”
A lone tear escaped the eye of Jaehaerys at the mention of his late lady wife and queen. If only she was still here to experience the birth of her first great-grandchild and the joy it has brought this entire family, he thought bitterly.
“She’ll have many lords vying for her hand one day,” Prince Baelon mused.
“No lord will ever be good for my little dragon,” Viserys cooed.
Alicent rolled her eyes fondly at her husband as he doted on their first born.
“And she’ll only have the choice of the best,” Jaehaerys muttered as he gestured for his grandson to hand over Naeseryne who was looking over at her great-grand sire in complete wonderment much to the annoyance of her grandfather, Baelon.
The special moment was interrupted by a deafening roar radiating off the walls of the Red Keep, a roar so deep, it felt ancient making all of those within the birthing chamber freeze.
“Your grace! Your grace! Your grace!” Ser Harrold Westerling shouted, barging into the room unexpectedly in a frenzy.
“What is the meaning of this Lord Commander?” Jaehaerys barked out before handing Naeseryne back to her startled mother.
“There is a rogue dragon circling the Red Keep,” Ser Harrold stuttered.
“What rogue dragon, Ser Harrold?” Viserys questioned intrigued.
“It’s the wild dragon Deianira, my prince, she is circling the keep as if she means to make a landing—” Ser Harrold tried to finish but was interrupted when the side of the red keep shook from the foundation.
Jaehaerys slowly turned around when another deafening roar came from just outside the window of the birthing chamber. His eyes widened when he saw the infamous three-headed she-dragon peep her 6 different eye’s into the chamber, looking around until her gaze turned towards Alicent who was holding tightly to her newborn babe as if she was a lifeline. His mind quickly reeled as he realized something. Lord Aenar and Aegon, the Conqueror both had dragons bond with them merely hours after they entered the world; Dragonborn they were proclaimed. A giddy smile overtook the old king's aging face which didn’t go unnoticed by the other occupants in the chambers.
“May I see my granddaughter, Alicent?” Jaehaerys asked politely as an idea formed in his aging mind.
Viserys shared a look of confusion with his father, “Grandsire, what are you doing?”
Jaehaerys tutted, “I have a working theory.”
“What working theory? There is an ancient dragon outside my granddaughter’s window and it does not seem to be leaving,” Baelon asked pointedly, looking over at his precious granddaughter with nothing but worry.
“You know the legend of Dragonborn’s?” Jaehaerys asked plainly.
“Yes,” Viserys drawled out. “Lord Aenar and King Aegon are the only recorded Dragonborn’s in our history. There hasn’t been one for nearly 90 years.”
Baelon’s eyes widened in realization, “Father, you can’t be insinuating that Naeseryne is a Dragonborn?”
Jaehaerys laughed, “That is exactly what I’m insinuating. It’s the only logical theory. Look at Deianira, she has yet to remove her eyes from our precious little dragon. I bet if I walked out onto the balcony she would react according to the ways of a bonded Dragonborn.”
*RAWR*
Alicent shared an uneasy glance with her father unlike her mother who was looking between her granddaughter and the ancient dragon with nothing but pure awe shining in her bright violet eyes. Princess Visenya Targaryen was a staunch supporter of the Valryian customs of old, so for her to witness such an extraordinary events such as the declaration of a Dragonborn was beyond her wildest dreams — her granddaughter being the declared dragonborn was just the icing on top of the cake.
“So how does one become a dragonborn?” Alicent asked curiously.
“Honestly, no one knows how — all that is recorded according to the diaries of Aenar Targaryen and King Aegon Targaryen is that a dragonborn is someone who bonds with a dragon within the first couple hours of their birth, it is also stated that a dragonborn shares a deep connection with all dragons,” Jaehaerys enunciated.
“And how does a dragon bond with a newborn babe?” Maester Mellos asked.
Jaehaerys rolled his eyes at the maester, “Just like I bonded with Vermithor. How else does a dragon blooded Targaryen bond with a dragon?”
“Grey rat,” Visenya sneered under her breath, earning a jab in the rib from her lord husband who had nothing but mirth shining in his eyes.
Jaehaerys stood next to the side of Alicent’s birthing bed and looked down at Naeseryne fondly, “May I?”
Alicent looked at Viserys for reassurement which she earned with a simple nod knowing that the old king meant no harm to your newborn daughter, “The dragon won’t harm her right?”
“Of course not. When King Aegon bonded with Belarion it was said that the dragon simply looked at him with nothing but respect and admiration,” Jaehaerys replied. “I promise, I won’t let any harm come to our precious dragon princess.”
Alicent nodded as she carefully handed over her daughter to her grandsire who looked at Naeseryne as if she was the most precious gem in the entirety of the seven kingdoms. Baelon and Viserys followed closely behind the elderly king as he made his way onto the balcony — the remainder of the Targaryen family surrounded Alicent praising her for bringing the newest family member into the world.
Jaehaerys stepped out onto the balcony warily, looking around as he soon spotted Deianira who was still clinging to the side wall of the massive Red Keep, “I never knew her to be that size. She has grown tremendously. I would say by the time our little dragon princess can mount her she’ll be far bigger than Vhagar.”
“She’s the spawn of Belarion. What did you expect, father?” Baelon teased earning a growl from the ancient dragon who still had her gaze fixated on his granddaughter.
“She has yet to turn her gaze from my daughter. Maybe you are right about the dragonborn theory grandsire,” Viserys pointed out.
Jaehaerys nodded in agreement before slowly making its way to the huge dragon who started to chirp and coo the closer he got to it. Raising his head, he made eye contact with the dragon that resembled his house's emblem so closely. With bated breath, he witnessed the remarkable bond settle between Naeseryne and Deianira the instant they both made eye contact with one another. The large dragon carefully lowered all three of its heads so the newborn dragon princess could lay her small delicate hands on the beast.
“Unbelievable,” Baelon muttered as he too witnessed the bond form between his granddaughter and the huge dragon.
“Absolutely astonishing. My little girl was born for greatness,” Viserys commented with a hint of pride in his voice.
Jaehaerys laughed, “Of course she was born for greatness, she’s my granddaughter after all.”
Dragonborn’s weren’t just Targaryens with a deep connection to dragons, they were fire made flesh with fire magic running strongly through their veins, and Naeseryne Targaryen would be the strongest of them all.
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