jonerysau
jonerysau
jonerys au
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This blog is dedicated on making AUs for the ship Jonerys. I will no rewrite or redo an au that is already done if you disagree with it, however I will take requests. If you do request an au, please be mindful that you will have to wait at least 3 to 5 days. If you wish to write a fic based on my aus please do, but give credit where credit is due. 
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jonerysau · 6 years ago
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Jonerys AU: The Handmaids Tale
Her name from before was Daenerys Targaryen, Dany for short. She was a mother to a little boy named Rhaego and a wife to a man named Drogo. Before America changed, she was a lawyer and the main income of her house. Before America changed, she loved her life. Her husband wasn’t shot in front of her when America changed, her son wasn’t ripped from her arms before America changed. Before the change, everything was normal, she was normal.
Now she was Ofrobb she was supposed to and trained to bear children for Robb Stark and his wife Talisa Stark. She wore all red now to show her status as a fertile woman to the world, she wore a bonnet, or wings to hide her beauty from others. The Aunts told herself and her ‘sisters’ that their looks didn’t matter, to think of beauty was a sin, so like her sisters, she hid. However, her placing in Young Commander Stark’s house is an odd one. She barely sets eyes upon Talisa, the woman just sits in her room all day and Robb doesn’t believe in the ceremony and refuses to preform it. It doesn’t bother Dany one bit. However, when Ned Stark and his wife are around with their children, she is no longer the woman that sits outside of Talisa’s door to speak to her or the woman who challenges Robb in a debate. She becomes a Handmaid, keeps her head low from the glare that comes from Catelyn Stark and her eldest daughter Sansa.
However, her eye catches a man that takes up residence at Robb’s house. His half brother, Jon. He speaks to her out of term when his family is around and doesn’t mind the looks he gets from his half sister and step mother. He often sneaks her books and speaks to her about her old life. Though Dany is ever so careful around him, it didn’t take a genius to figure out he was an eye. However, one night he slips a book into her pocket in passing. When Dany gets to her room, she opens up the book and a picture slips out, a picture of her missing son. Jon Stark is a double agent for the resistance and Jon Stark is willing to help her as much as he can.
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jonerysau · 6 years ago
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Jonerys AU: Red Dead Redemption 2
After a heist gone wrong, an outlaw gang only know as ‘The Wildlings’ seeks shelter from a terrible snow storm up in the grizzly woods. They find a small abandon mining town and settle in, however supplies begin to run low. So The gangs leader, Mance Rayder takes two of his men to find provisions and a better place to lay low. After an hour a riding, Jon stumbles upon a cabin with light up by the glow of candle light and smoke blooming from the chimney. 
What the three men find that night shakes them to the bone, Bolton’s men had the cabin and coldly murdered the family in the cabin, or so that thought. As gun fight starts out and Jon makes it out on top to only discover a woman that had been hiding in the basement. She’s all fire as she attacks him, almost clawing his face while trying to calm her down. It’s Mance that cools her flame as he explains who they are and why they came here. When he asks for the woman’s name, she shakily tells him that her name is Daenerys and she had been surviving for three days in the basement as the men upstairs drank and laughed over her husband’s dead body. So they take her along with them and she becomes an asset to the gang and something more toward Jon and his declining health.
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jonerysau · 6 years ago
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Jonerys AU:  Stranger Things
“I’m sorry,” Dany mutters. “About Bran. I-I can’t imagine what you’re feeling right now.”
Jon’s back is still towards her as he looked at the flyer Catelyn put around the school. “He’s not dead.” He suddenly whispers. “He’s alive- and we’re going to prove it.”
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jonerysau · 6 years ago
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Jonerys AU: Modern Lycans
“You know the rules Jon!” Ned bellows. “You are not allowed to turn anyone unless you run it by me! How am I supposed to explain this to her mother, huh? Or her mad father at that? When people come to Winterfell, it’s to relax, to go skiing and soak in the springs, not to find out about our gift.” Ned sighs as he sits back down. 
Jon stands almost too quickly, his chair scraping across the wood floor. “What was I supposed to do? Ramsay Bolton attacked her, left her for dead.  Dany was- she didn’t even look like herself and what I did was the only way to save her.”
Ned shakes his head. “We cannot undo what has been done, Daenerys Targaryen is your responsibility now. You need to tell her what she is, what she’ll become and you better pray she isn’t mad like her father.”
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jonerysau · 6 years ago
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Jonereys AU: The Witcher and The Sorcerer
‘As the witcher, brave and bold, paid in coin of gold, she'll chop and slice you cut and dice you eat you up whole eat you whole!’
Witchers, or magically modified human beings were once praised for their work of keeping people safe from the monsters that lurked in the dark. However as the years passed they began to sink lower in the social ladder, now almost now becoming mud beneath common folk shoes. Folk has stopped hiring Witchers in fear of them taking their first born as payment. Because of this, the number of Witchers are slowly declining. Daenerys Targaryen, being one of the few remaining, an old ‘Unexpected Promised Child’ finds herself over her head with contracts. One fateful afternoon, while on the trail of a tricky NoonWraith, she stumbles across a novice sorcerer trying to fight said wraith. She watches him for a moment, a smirk playing on her face before she hops off her horse and shouts. “You have to trap it!” She advises as she takes her silver blade from it’s sheath. “By trapping it in a magical barrier, you can make it, well, solid. That way, I can run it through and we can split the coin fifty-fifty.” 
The sorcerer looks back at her, bewildered, but does what she says. As she specter turns into a pile of dust, Daenerys picks up the gown to prove it had been killed. “You’re a Witcher?” The man asked and Daenerys gives him a nod before making her way back to her horse. “Not many of you around anymore, but I want to let you know that I didn’t take that contract for the gold, I took it to help the people of that village.”
Daenerys shrugs. “Doesn’t matter, more for me then...” She ushers towards him and he blinks. “What’s your name, Sorcerer?”
He sputters. “Jon, Jon Snow.”
“Well, Jon Snow, if it wasn’t for me, you’d be apart of the dead by now. So I believe you are indebted to me, I mean I did save your life after all.”
Jon scoffs. “That is not how that works and besides you just gave me a tip.”
“A tip you should have known,” She argues. “I mean, your mentor would be shocked if she knew.” Dany points out and the sorcerer rolls his eyes. “So like I said, you are in debt to me and well, I do think that a Witcher and a Sorcerer can work well together, if you allow it.”
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jonerysau · 6 years ago
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Jonerys AU: The Slytherin and The Gryffindor
The name Stark was quite famous around Hogwarts. They were a large brood of children and unlike the Weasleys, each child was sorted into a different house. Jon Stark, like his Robb before him was sorted into Gryffindor as soon as the hat touched his head, a year later Sansa would be sorted into Hufflepuff and a year after that, Arya would be sorted into Slytherin to be followed by Bran who was in house Ravenclaw as their mother had been. Each sibling, although separated, would come together for meals when the had the chance. 
One morning as Jon strolls into the Great Hall, he noticed Arya speaking to the silver haired mystery herself, Daenerys Targaryen. Jon wanted to duck down as fast as he could, but Arya caught sight of him and called him over. Embarrassed, he trudged his way over to the two girls.  You see, Jon was embarrassed because he had a run in with the violet eyed girl last night.
He had caught sight of her leaving the castle after dinner and him being curious, followed her out. It was days before the Triwizard Tournament and he wondered what she was up to. He got that answer when he followed her into the depths of the forbidden forest. She had calmly approached a dragon, a Hungarian Horntail of all breeds and spoke to the beast as she patted is scaly hide. She had caught him in the act and encouraged him to join her while explaining how Dragons where the most misunderstood creatures. They stood in front of the creature in silence, the whole while Jon sweating buckets despite the cool air. “He is beautiful, isn’t he?”
“I- yea- how do you know it’s a male?” Jon found himself asking and Daenerys smirked.
“Males are typically smaller than females.” She informed him. “Pointier spikes too.” She pointed out and than paused. “Even though I think you are being a bit creepy, I’m glad you followed me out. I’ve been wanting to talk to you for a while now.”
Jon snorted. “Well your cousin makes that pretty hard.”
“Draco is a git.” She simply states with a laugh.
But now, as he stands in front of his sister and Dany, as she preferred to be called. Arya introduces them, finding it hard to believe they never spoke while being in the same year.
“Oh we met,” Dany corrects her. “Last night in the woods- well, I hope you have a wonderful breakfast.”
And leaves the pair just like that, Jon looking dumbfounded while Arya’s shock is displayed on her face. “Wait, what where you doing in the woods with Daenerys Targaryen last night? No, wait, save it till breakfast, I wanna see Sansa go red!”
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jonerysau · 6 years ago
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Rhaena Targaryen: First of Her Name, The Peaceful Dragon, The Priestess.
Born very small, frail and blue, Rhaena was the last of the triplets to be born. Because of the delay in birth, Rhaena  was announced dead at the moment of birth and the midwives told Daenerys that she was lucky that two survived out of the three. However, Jon had a different idea, he wasn’t going to let one of his children leave this world.  So he took the limp infant from the midwife, rubbing the small chest and clearing the mouth. As soon as he gave the child the breath of life, she screamed back into the world of the living and her siblings joined into her cries. Daenerys named her Rhaena for her beautiful mother and her departed brother.
Rhaena is described as being a true northern beauty. She has her father’s dark hair and dark eyes, yet holds her mother’s facial structure. While her brother and sister are proven warriors, Rhaena was blessed with a different gift. It is said that she posses magic in her blood and has the gift of sight. Once when she was still a small child, Daenerys found her sitting by the fire, eyes white as she looked off into the distance. Daenerys had thought the worst, that they had been found and Bran had entered the young girl’s mind. Though when Dany gripped her small shoulders and shouted her name, she came back, smiling softly and said. ‘I just wanted to know what it was like being a bird, Mama.’ It was Jon that had to explain to Daenerys that Rhaena was a Warg like a few Starks before her and Daenerys made the young girl swear that she would never use her gifts to manipulate the broken or the weak minded.
As Rhaena  grew, so did her gifts. Rhaena’ power also helped protect her parents and siblings from the king over is Westeros. Like her cousin, she was able to see into the future and the past, however her gifts came from the Lord of Light rather than the old gods. While growing up, Rhaena began to dabble in healing arts. She knew what sort of herbs could heal wounds and cure illnesses and infections. However, she also knew about poisons and would dip the ends of her arrows with it as she is an excellent marksman favoring the bow as her weapon of choice. 
Like her two siblings, Rhaena had been given one of Drogon’s eggs while she was still in the cradle and when the Dragon hatched, a she dragon with beautiful blue scales. She was given the name Shiera, for her ocean like appearance. At age eight, she was able to mount the dragon with her two siblings and Shiera, though small like Rhaena, proved to be the fastest out of the other two dragons. When she reached adulthood, rather than making an army like her brother and sister, she formed a group of healers. All where trained in the healing arts and the deadly art of poison as well. 
As the triplets now reach adulthood, their destinies must be fulfilled and the people who wronged their mother will have to face their wrath. Rhaena is prepared to strike down the snake as she sees fit, knowing that just a drop of one of her poisons on his tongue will silence him forever.
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jonerysau · 6 years ago
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Jonerys AU: Fallout 4
Before the Great War, Daenerys’ life had been a simple, yet beautiful one. She had a husband that just returned home from overseas, a proud soldier that served their country and a newborn child, a son who she loved and doted upon from the moment he was born. Though that happiness had been taken away one cool morning on October 23 2077. 
She had been up early that day, Rhaego had woken her out of her sleep, his hungry cries not even bothering her husband. Dany smacked his shoulder playfully when she realized he had only been pretending to sleep. “It’s okay, I’ll deal with the baby.” She scoffed with an eye roll as Drogo snickered, eyes still shut. 
There had been a light fog that had settled on the ground as she held Rhaego to her breast. It was calming to her, a beautiful morning, the sun rise had brought a beautiful shade of pink to the sky. The birds had just started chirping and the cool breeze played with the strands of her silvery blonde hair. Today would be an important day for her husband, he would be speaking at the Veterans Hall about what war could do any young person coming home and how to cope with the changes. She already had a dress picked and a nice outfit for Rheago, the neighbors would often squeal about how perfect their family was, how nice her life was.
When Rhaego was finished feeding, she laid him back in his crib and went for a shower, greeting their Mr. Handy who had just whirred to life to start the day. “Mum” He greeted in a smooth accent. “I’ll start breakfast and wake the husband.” He tells her.
“Thank you, Codsworth.” She gently speaks before sliding the bathroom door shut and starting the shower. She isn’t alone for long, Drogo sees to it as he slides the curtain open and joins her with a laugh, his arms wrapped around her and she lets out a bubble of laughter. “Oh so now you’re awake and ready to start the day?”
He chuckles, burying his face into her soft hair. “Of course I’m ready to start the day.”
By nine she’s dressed, make up done and sips her coffee before the doorbell rings. “It’s that salesman.” Drogo tells her. “He’s been wanting to speak to you for a while.”
The man behind the door is in a yellow hat and trench coat, he goes on about the bunker that had been built above their neighborhood and somehow persuaded her to get a spot in the vault a week ago. He had only asked her to sign a few papers and after the exchange, she turned to see Drogo watching her, brow raised. “It’s nice to have a sense of safety.” She tries and Drogo just laughs it off while Codsworth comes out to them. 
“Mum, sir, the little man has not stopped crying, I think that he might need that-”
Suddenly the saturday morning cartoons flashes off and replaced with an urgent news report. The man on the screen looked sullen, all hope erased off of his face. “Citizens of the United States of America, we have gotten reports of a nuclear attack. There has been reports of touchdowns in California, Nevada, Virginia-  and- oh God it’s the end.” He sobs out, “They did it, they really did it.”
Drogo turns off the tv quickly and runs to go grab Rhaego from his crib. Sirens fill the sky as the sound of military choppers whir overhead. “Daenerys, we have to leave, now!”
She jumps at the sound of his voice and nods her head quickly, following her husband out. There is panic all around them as they run up toward the vault. It all happened so quick, a group of soldiers took them through the gates as people who had not been chosen for a bunker where sobbing from the otherside of the chain link fence. “What about them?” She asked the soldier who was taking them a cog shaped platform.
For a moment, an eerie silence filled the air and then from beyond the horizon, the bomb touched down. The sky burned an angry red and hellfire unleashed through an earth shaking rumble. She had never seen anything like it and barely heard the soldiers screaming to send the platform down. The heat hit her face as the elevator began to move and her and her family where sealed underground. Everyone that stood with her stayed quiet, shock had taken over them all. She barely registered the fact that she was being escorted to a ‘decontamination pod’ until the vaults until Rhaego began to cry. She looked over at her infant son and ran her fingers through his dark hair. “It’s okay, I’m right here.” She soothed him. “We’ll settle down soon.”
As she steps into the pod and the door swings shut, she catches her husband’s eye as he stepped into his own pod, Rhaego in his arms. Her hand touches the window and then everything feels cold and goes black.
She wakes up shivering, hearing voices. Dany hadn’t known how long she had been out. But as her eyes adjust to the dim lighting outside her pod, she panics. Why was it so cold, why was there frost on the window of her pod. That was when she heard voices, she began to pound her hand against the window, her voice not yet working. There was a man in a leather jacket and two people in hazmat suits. 
“This one right here.” He points to Drogo’s pod and one of the people in the suits begins to type away at the computer. Drogo’s pod opens and he begins to cough as Rhaego cries. 
“What happened?” Drogo sounds weak. “What’s-”
“It’s alright.” One of the women says, “Give us the baby while you calm down.”
“N-no, you can’t- why can’t I-”
The woman in the suit reaches up, trying to take Rhaego from his arms. “It’s okay sir, just give us the baby and we’ll explain everything.”
Daenerys watches in horror as she bangs on the glass window while her husband tries and fails to keep their child safe, because the next thing she knows there is this loud popping sound and Drogo slumps over. “What about her?” One of the women asks and the man turns and sneers. 
“Her? Freeze her up again, we might need her later.” He laughs wickedly as the pod begins to freeze again and she is left in the same cyro state. 
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The next time she awakens, there are many voices and hissing of pods as they open. “This one is dead as well, Jon.” She hears a gruff voice as she blinks away the haze that has clouded over her mind. “Pretty sure they are all dead, so what is even the point.”
“The point is.” A soulful voice says. “To help anyone in need and the fact that we were able to access this vault now fifty years after my family settled here. It can’t be an accident. Keep opening the pods, there has to be somebody.”
Daenerys tried her best to move, to make some noise, but she couldn’t, just like last time. “It looks like they’ve been woken up before.” Another voice, a young female one says. “They all look terrified.”
Finally the voices draw closer. Two men and a woman, their backs to her as they open up Drogo’s pod. “Someone has been here, this poor guy has been shot.” The gruff voice states and Dany whimpers, her hand reaching up and lightly pounding on the glass. All three people turn around, eyes wide when they see her. 
“Davos! Open it up, this one is alive!” the other man demands. There is a hiss and the pod door flies open. The man who had discovered her quickly steps in front and catches her as she falls to the floor. She puts all of her weight onto the man who doesn’t stagger once as he holds her tightly.
She can’t stop shaking, her body refuses to warm up and she sobs in fear when she looks over the man’s shoulder to her dead husband. “Oh god.” She whimpers weakly. “Where, where is he?” She asks, teeth chattering.
“I’m sorry?” A girl who looked like the man, yet shorter asks.
“M-my son, they took my son.” Dany gasps. “They shot my husband and they took my son.” She felt so weak, her body wasn’t responding to her commands to get up and find Rhaego. The man she had fallen into gently scooped her up into his arms and stood up. Her vision was getting burly again and the world around her sounded distorted.
“It’s okay miss, we’ll help you find your son. Everything will be okay.” He tells her as she fades out again.
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The next time she wakes up she is on a bed with a blanket pulled over her body. She blinks the sleep out of her eyes and sits up, running her hands through messy silver strands. Daenerys pauses as she takes in her surroundings. She’s in a shack, that was for sure. There is a nightstand beside her with a glass of water and a steaming bowl of soup. She can hear an ember pop from the fire that warmed the small adobe, there is a faint song playing from another room. She stops and listens, realizing it was the Beach Boys. Dany stops when she hears panting by her feet and nearly jumps off the bed out of fright when she sees a large albino dog watching over her. “What the fu-” She breaths as she staggers, her back hitting a cool glass window. 
And when Daenerys turns around, she realizes that she isn’t in a shack, but a treehouse that towered over her old neighborhood. Tears sprung from her eyes as she took in the scene, the pretty suburban neighborhood with the blue and yellow houses had been turned into something she didn’t recognize. It was almost like a sprawling city small homes built over the shell of the houses she and her neighbors once inhabited. The place she once called home was strange to her. The surrounding landscape was utterly destroyed, though new life seemed to have taken over, after the bombs, Dany guessed nature took over. So how long has it been? How long had she been asleep?
“I’m not going to lay that sort of information on her like that!” She hears the same voice that got her out of her frozen hell. “It would be best for her to see her old house. That Mr. Handy has been having panic attacks all day. We should break the news that way, it’s what would be safest for her.”
“Shouldn’t we wait for Dad to make a choice?” A new female voice asks.
There is a pause. “No, he and Robb are at The castle, best we not bother them with this.”
“She is a two-hundred and ten year old woman, I think dad should know!” The girl argues again and another female voice cuts in, it’s the one from the vault.
“Jon is in charge at Sanctuary, Sansa. It’s his city and we need to respect that.” The girl from the vault says and then the door opens and she is greeted with the man from the vault. His dark curls had been pulled back, showing off his handsome face. On his right stood the girl from earlier. She was the shortest out of the two, she looked just like the man, but grey eyes with shoulder height hair that flowed freely and on his right was a new face, a stunning woman with fiery red hair and piercing blue eyes. Dany stares at them, unable to form a complete sentence as she takes deep breaths to calm herself down. Worry is written all over the man’s face as he approaches her. She sits back down, hands on her knees as she attempts to wake herself up from this nightmare
“Daenerys, correct?” He asks as he kneels down in front of her. “My name is Jon Stark, those are my sisters Sansa and Arya. Do you know where you are, what happened?” When she shakes her head no, Jon sighs and covers her hand with his for comfort. “We found you frozen in Vault 111-” He begins, looking back at his sisters. “Do you remember how you got there, or-”
“We were getting ready to leave for a brunch-” Dany croaks out, her throat burning. “Then the bombs- we thought we were safe but- I’ll never forget that feeling, the heat on my face.” She stops and chokes out a sob. “How long was I in there for?”
“Bombs, you saw the- God, she is prewar then!” Arya exclaims before being elbowed by Sansa
Jon licks his lips and then bows his head. “According to the terminals, two hundred and ten years. You might feel a little strange for a while, adjusting to this will take time and you’ll have to learn how to live-”
Realization finally hits Dany and she sucks in a breath. “Did you see a baby in there, my son, people came into the vault and took him, is he here?” The looks on their faces gives her the answer. “I need to find him.” She says while trying and failing to stand again. 
“Did you get a good look at them?” Sansa asks. “Like what they were wearing?”
“I don’t know, white hazmat suits- it had a red logo on it.” Dany squeezes her eyes shut. “It looked like The Vitruvian Man.” They seemed to know what she was talking about because their faces fall. “What?”
“The Institute?” Sansa whispers, giving Arya a look of concern.
“We think we know who might have taken him. We’ll help you find him,” Jon tells her. “I swear.”
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jonerysau · 6 years ago
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Maegon Targaryen: First of His Name, The Blood thirsty  Dragon, Khal of Khals.
“I will turn everything you know and love to ash beneath my feet.You will wade in blood up to your ankles and gaze upon the heads of those you call dear on pikes. This I, Maegon Targaryen, promise you, Wolf Queen.”
Maegon was the second born of the triplets, he was born quickly after Laena, his little fingers wrapped around her ankles as if he was saying that she wasn’t leaving without him. Maegon’s wails nearly matched his sisters even though Laena’s own drowned his out. Just as his sister, the only thing that managed the sooth him was being joined with his sisters at his mother’s breast. He was given the name Maegon, in remembrance of Missandei of Naath.
Maegon is said to resemble both his mother and his father, but steer more to the Targaryen side than the Stark. Since birth, Maegon showed fierce protectiveness over his sisters. Even though the girls could protect themselves, he wouldn’t hesitate to cut a man’s throat if they were threatened.  He was born with a warrior’s soul and his father picked it up quickly, teaching his son the honor that comes with the burden of a sword. Maegon would train by his sister’s side, favoring heavy weapons like axes and broadswords. It wasn’t the dothraki way, but he embraced it. Like his sisters, he too was given a dragon, a tan colored beast he named Daemon after a Targaryen king.
Bloodthirsty and Determined, Maegon is a force to be reckoned with in an open field. With sword in one hand and an axe in the other with a force of bloodriders behind him, many people will open their gates rather than risking the lives of their soldiers. The leaders that don’t stand down do face certain death, even more so if Laena is at his side. Out of the three, they are the most feared. People do not call him the blood dragon for nothing.
As their nineteenth name day approaches, Maegon begins to ready his forces to strike Westeros. With a naval fleet that would out do the best the iron island has ever had, himself and his two sisters face what their ancestors did before them. Take the lands, make the self proclaimed kings bend the knee, make those who betrayed their family suffer.  and for Maegon, to slay the lioness in wolf’s clothing.
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Laena Targaryen: First of Her Name, The Wrathful Dragon, The Bringer of Death.
“It’s frightening, isn’t it? Being alone, everyone leaving your side, having the people that once loved you turn your back on you. It hurts, doesn’t it? Makes your mind play tricks on you...that is how you made my mother feel all those years ago and tonight, I’ll will cut you down like the false king that you are. You wanted a war? I’ll Give you a war!”
Laena was the first born and largest of the triplets. During her birth, the Dothraki midwives swore her screams sounded that of a war cry. Pink, covered in her mother’s blood and little balled fists facing the sky, she didn’t stop screaming until her siblings were placed on her mother’s chest along side of her. Once all three were together was when her mother chose their names and she chose Laena for Jon’s late mother.
Equal parts of Dragon and Wolf, Laena is said to possess all of her mother’s beauty, inheriting her father's dark locks and scowl. Much like her siblings, she has a bond with the dragon that was given to her as a child. An onyx colored dragon that she named Vhagar after her ancestor's dragon. Laena also has a strange bond with animals, mostly with two Hyena pups she found as a teenager. Laena named them Zobrie and Dyni which translates to feared beasts. She tamed the wild beasts and uses them in combat, their cries and laughs scaring her foes before she even attacks. She is cool and calculating and out of the triplets, she is the one that her foes fear the most.
Like her siblings, Laena was raised among the Dothraki. As most Dothraki, Laena learned to ride a horse early on. While most of her childhood consisted of moving around, Laena found herself loving the nomadic lifestyle. At a young age she proved herself to be quite the capable warrior. She would often beat the other children in mock fights, the only one that could equal her in brute force was her brother. However she soon learned that her skill was in the shadows, becoming a stealthy and silent killer. She has a small version of an arakh, given to her by her father that stays by her hip at all times.
Her tactics are a lot different then the brute force her brother inflicts. Her army of female Dothraki are trained in the art of the shadows. Laena prefers smoke in the battlefield as her warriors wear masks for them to breath, their attacks are silent and deadly. Laena likes to play with her prey, letting her beasts loose into the field as their cries and howls send her enemies running into her blade. Her army is the most feared and when their war cry is heard, most will bow in defeat rather than engage in combat. 
Laena’s bond with her siblings is remarkable. There are tales that they are the reincarnation of Aegon, Rhaenys and Visenya. However they do not believe in keeping the bloodline pure. The three Targaryens know their destiny, Together, all three are what the warring lands of Westeros needs. However, they do not let the prophecy get to their heads. While they are not planning for battles, they could be found fishing, racing on the back of their respective dragons or getting piss drunk and daring one and other to do stupid things.
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jonerysau · 6 years ago
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Jonerys AU: A Dragon Has Three Heads
The events of the finale happen, however, Jon walks into the throne room to see Daenerys convulsing on the floor. Her eyes open wide and Jon sees the milky white hues. When she comes to, she is confused, distraught and tells Jon that the last thing she remembered was flying towards the Red Keep, wanting to deal with Cersei herself. She reveals to Jon that she is with child and she would never want their child to live in a world like this. Sadly, Jon pieces it together and realizes that he was about to be a tool in her betrayal. So he convinces Daenerys for her safety to leave Westeros, because no one will truly believe that she was innocent, that the events of today was the work of the Three Eyed Raven. 
She is resistant at first, but then decides that she needed to flee and begs for Jon to clear her name. She climbs onto Drogon and the two fly off, Dany telling Jon that he could find her in Vaes Dothrak. So Jon stages her death and allows himself to be arrested. When he is exiled to The Wall, he calls for a ship to wait at Hardhome. When he arrives, he tells The Wildlings what happened at Kings Landing. A few Wildlings go with Jon and when he eventually reaches Daenerys, he finds out that she is in labor. He goes to her side and she delivers triplets. They name the two girls Laena for Jon’s mother and Rhaena for Daenerys’ mother and the boy was named Maegon for Daenerys’ dear friend. 
Days after their birth, a priestess from the Red Temple arrived with a prophecy, that the three babes had a purpose in life, Laena would bring the fires of hell upon black wings, Rhaena would cut the snakes tongue from it’s mouth and Maegon would skin the wolf to reveal the lioness.
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jonerysau · 6 years ago
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Jonerys Dothraki AU
Jon Snow was only five years old when he was stolen away by slavers. During a hunting trip with Lord Stark and Robb Stark, Jon wanders away in search of a rabbit that he was trying to hunt down. However, Jon’s luck goes sour when he stumbles upon three large men who sneer at him before putting a canvas bag over his head and knocking him out. He awakens days later on a ship and his later taken to slavers bay where he is sold to work in the fields of a vineyard. 
A few years later, a large group of screaming men attack the vineyard, a man by the name of  Khal Bharbo leads the charge at burns everything in sight. Jon, now a boy of eight picks up a sickle and uses it to cut a master’s throat. The action was seen by Drogo, son of Bharbo and he admire’s the bravery of the boy and takes him to his father. Bharbo also admire’s Jon’s bravery, adopts him and renames him Varro, meaning wolf.
Years after Bharbo’s death, Jon is still very close to his adopted brother Drogo and is named one of his most trusted bloodriders. He almost forgets about his life in Westeros until he meets Daenerys Targaryen, his brother’s new wife. At first he keeps his distance from her, until he sees her one morning, looking off into the vast depths of the Shadowlands. Jon takes a jug of water, a piece of bread and walks over to her, offering the meal to her and sits beside her. “I promise you.” He speaks in the common tongue, surprising her. “It gets better after a while.”
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jonerysau · 6 years ago
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Jonerys AU: Betrothed At Childhood. 
When Lyanna Stark married Robert Baratheon, she did it out of duty. However, the people of Westeros still rebelled against the Targaryen King. It was Robert who lead the attack, fearing for his unborn child’s future and the future of his friends and family. When the Mad King was slain, it was Lyanna and a newborn Jon who had reasoned with Robert to not kill Rhaella for her husband’s crimes. Though stubborn, her agreed and allowed Rhaella to stay in Dragonstone as long as her remaining son, Viserys was sent to live his days at the wall.
Jon is born weeks after the rebellion and is the crowned prince of the Seven Kingdoms. Lyanna, who kept a promise to Rhaegar to keep his family safe, betrothed Jon to Daenerys Targaryen. She tells an angry Robert that it will help them gain the loyalty of the Targaryen supporter that could still rebel against him. However, when a sickness takes Lyanna and Robert is forced to remarry, his new wife begins to plot against five year old Jon. So to protect his son, Robert sends Jon to Winterfell to be raised by Ned Stark.
Years later, Daenerys and Jon finally meet as a war erupts between the Lannisters and the Starks. Together, Jon and Daenerys, the true heirs to the Iron Throne, plot to take Joffery off of the throne and bring the seven kingdoms together once again.
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