#shes reborn as daemon's daughter with rhea royce

[merricatblackwoods]

oh look its hotd oc fixit fanfic idea i will never write (that is connected to my got fanfic i will also never write)

[daemonsdivorcerock]

THE TAMING OF THE SHREW || d.targaryen

IN WHICH: king viserys targaryen’s eldest daughter had a reputation for being a shrew and rejects every suitor before her, until her uncle daemon becomes a widower and decides to take an offer on his niece’s hand.

REQUESTED: yes/no

PAIRING: daemon targaryen x fem!targaryen

AUTHOR’S NOTES: the reader is described as having silver valyrian hair (if you do not wish to have silver hair in the fic feel read to change it). Also this text means high Valyrian.

WARNINGS: incest (uncle/niece) mention of daemon’s divorce rock, spousal murder, arranged marriage, targaryen incest, totally not inspired by shakespeare’s taming of the shrew, angst, allusions to sex, loss of virginity etc

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VISERYS I DIDN’T EXPECT TO BEGIN A MEETING FOR THE SMALL COUNCIL WITH AN INTERRUPTION. A young son of Lord Blackwood entered the chambers of the Small Council, unannounced, practically in hysterics, clutching his red-marked, throbbing cheek.

Otto Hightower, Hand of the King, furrowed his brows. “Ser Cyrus,” Viserys spoke, eyeing the boy’s streaming tears, “Whatever is wrong?”.

“She-She is a nightmare in the flesh!” Cyrus Blackwood snapped, “She called me a cunt and threw her shoe at me! I will not wed her!”

Cyrus stormed out of the Small Council’s chambers, muttering a string of curses beneath his breath. Awkwardly, Viserys coughed. “This meeting is adjourned. I will make my way to the Princess (Name)’s chambers,”.

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The doors to (Name)’s chambers flew open, revealing an anger-stricken Viserys. Plainly, his eldest daughter sat, nose in a book. “Do you take pride in making this House look like fools?!” Viserys hissed, as the guards closed the door behind him.

“Whatever do you mean, Father?” (Name) spoke, barely looking him in the eyes, “Is this about that child you sent in with an offer for my hand, trying to barter me off the highest bidder already? Took you long enough…”.

Viserys scowled at his eldest. “You’re just like him,” Viserys scoffed, making (Name) look up at him, “Daemon. You’re thick as thieves with him. The both of you, like plagues sent to destroy me,”.

(Name) scoffed, eyes returning to her book. “Of course,” she sarcastically spat, “As if my whole existence suddenly depends on pestering you. Believe me, I have better things to do,”.

“Such as?” Viserys snapped, sitting down besides his daughter on the sofa in front of the fireplace, “Denying the…fourth proposal from a noble family? Lord Blackwood’s son was half-traumatised! You threw your shoe at him-“.

“He deserved it. He said I was merely a broodmare,” (Name) clarified, eyes scanning the inked words on the parchment pages, “Actually, this is only the third proposal for my hand in marriage. Why in the Seven Hells are you even here? Shouldn’t you be doing something like…I do not know, declaring me illegitimate to the line of succession in place of my younger sister? Marrying a girl Rhaenyra’s age of five and ten when it disgusts you to marry a girl of two and ten?”.

Viserys coughed into his handkerchief. “Why do you insist on doing this to yourself?” Viserys pondered aloud, catching his daughter’s attention, “Jaehaerys would’ve disinherited you, (Name)-“.

She slammed the book shut, standing up. “Well, it’s a bloody good thing I’m not one of Jaehaerys’ daughters. I might as well be Viserra reborn. Why do you insist on marrying me off to any man who wants my Valyrian blood for their children?”.

Viserys, once again, sighed in annoyance. “It is not like that, (Name),” Viserys spoke, “I wish that you would choose a husband from the many men who have put their hand forward to wed you?”.

“You know who I wish to wed,” (Name) spoke bitterly, sliding the book back onto her bookcase, “You know the one I want,”.

Viserys sighed. “Your uncle, Daemon, is a rogue. And a bad example,” he reminded, “He is already married to the Lady Rhea Royce,”.

(Name) bitterly sighed. “That didn’t stop Aegon the Conqueror from marrying both Rhaenys and Visenya,”.

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“Uncle,”

“Niece,”

The two declared rogues of House Targaryen greeted each other. They stood face-to-face, in the centre of the main hall of the Red Keep. Bustled between dancers of noble origin, both Targaryens stood out like sore thumbs.

“Uncle. We meet again,” (Name) spoke, circling Daemon like a vulture, as he did her, “I was quite distraught upon hearing the news of Lady Rhea’s accident. How untimely. It was almost like somebody sped up her passing,”.

Daemon scoffed, gripping the back of her head, thumb brushing her upper cheekbone. “Watch your words, you little shrew,” Daemon warned, the Valyrian words rolling off his tongue, “We are not the only ones who speak the language of our predecessors,”.

The princess rolled her eyes. “I am quite aware, dearest uncle,” she feigned, pressing a kiss to his palm, “I want them to hear. This wedding is so dreadfully boring. Take me away. Take me to Dragonstone and wed me in the tradition of our house. It is what you wish, is it not?”.

Out of the corner of her eye, (Name) spotted her father’s unhappy glance and Alicent’s judgemental look from the main table. She didn’t care. Their lips were almost touching when the sounds of screaming echoed across the hall.

Ser Criston Cole had beaten the lover of her sister’s betrothed to a pulp. To the death. She heard Laenor’s howling shrieks and sobs of agony and pitied the boy, as he mourned his lover’s death. Rhaenyra and Laenor were married later that evening, in a series of sobs and tears and Viserys collapsing.

A servant rushed in, out of breath, chest heaving and panting heavily. “The Princess- (Name)- Has ran away with Prince Daemon- Pentos-” the servant huffed, before falling to the ground, out of breath.

[maryonaccross]

Dear fellow team green fans, I’ve finally managed to make a list of fanfictions on AO3 that every team green fan should read;

(Most of these aren’t aggressively team green but focus on team green characters and explore them in interesting and respectful ways )

Fist we have the holy trilogy:

1. Burning Jasmine by our national treasure @scalyfreaks and literally anything else that she writes (BJ is a beautifully written Aegon centric alteration of the dance of the dragons)

2. See, what happened was by @daylander1000 / Daylander on AO3 (the best Aemond centric fanfic I have ever read. If you dislike the strong boys and how Baela and Rhaena were done dirty in the show and love angsty preteens and “dark fluff” as the author herself describes it this is the jam)

3. All of @dulcewrites fanfictions are an absolute must for any team green fans (she handles the characters with such care and the humor is amazing)

Then we have the category that I like to call JUSTICE FOR ALICENT:

1. Springs end by Navree (long one shot that explores Alicent’s feelings at the beginning of her marriage to Viserys, beautifully written, I cried)

2. Give me back my girlhood it was mine first by JustA_Person (beautiful multi-chaptered fic that dives headfirst into Alicent’s depression at the beginning of her marriage and does not shy away from roasting the fuck out of Viserys and is currently heading towards a rekindling of the relationship between Alicent and Rhaenyra)

3. In your grave by 136108 (short but brilliant one shot on what Alicent should have told Viserys on his death bed)

Then we have Daemon and Viserys haters must read section staring;

1. Sins of the father by SelfProclaimedUnicorn ( ABSOLUTE MUST for any Daemon haters out there, this is the best there is. This fanfiction centers around two children Daemon has with Rhea Royce at the beginning of his marriage and follows them in their childhood and teenage years (the children are the same age as Rhaenyra and Alicent). This is one of the best written team green fanfictions I have ever read and it tells the story in such an intelligent and thought out way with some perfectly seasoned Daemon bashing sprinkled all over it. It also holds up so well considering that its plot is unlike any other team Green fanfiction out there and centers around characters that aren’t really explored enough. Oh and it also addresses the suffering Aemma went through trapped in marriage with Viserys which is always a great touch)

2. Out of the mouth of Babes by UnknownEnigma ( beautiful six chapter fanfiction exploring Aemonds relationships with Viserys that shows Viserys’ neglect and cruelty in all its glory and ends in a very satisfying way)

And then we have a few more brilliant fan fictions that I don’t really know how to sort into a category:

1. Lose your Ego by Fjlh (this series just started and is about Aegon USING HIS BRAIN and fighting for his claim. Very promising so far)

2. The sky is always red above Valyria au by Aifsaath (beautiful series of one shots about Aegon x Baela that explores the trauma of growing up with a father that maritally rapes your mother)

3. Lady Dreamfrye by Ai_Megurine (story about Sansa Stark being reborn as Helaena)

4. I’m never gonna love ( again ) by @crescenthoax (very interesting Aegon x oc fanfic )

5. My hand was the one you reached for by haught_hightower ( explores Alicent’s relationships with Criston and her children )

6. a poison tree by Juliet_Capulet ( very detailed and well written story about the younger brother of Daemon and Viserys returning to the capital with his daughter, after the death of his wife and witnessing Viserys’ brain dead decisions unraveling while forming a bond with his nieces and nephews. Full of Daemon and Viserys Bashing)

I hope you enjoy, it took me a real long while to find some of these gems

[darkestspring]

[ immortal baelon ii - reborn argella au ]

𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀 𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐑𝐄𝐎𝐒 never intended for anything of this to happen. It was never supposed to happen, but it did and the first thing she did was ran.

Completely uncharacteristic of Taessa, yes, but being around her father had pulled the former empty shell of her back onto surface.

He made her feel like a child again. Something she’ve given up a very long time ago, yet that beautiful innocent feeling of a blossoming from the inside instantly came back to her. Being around him is equivalent to a drunkard with his wine, dangerously addicted to something to fulfill on what they had lost.

But what happened was he found out. About everything and for once, she doesn’t know what he’s feeling right now all because she ran away from him like a child.

Taessa should’ve known Aenar would’ve done something extremely out of the ordinary. He’s been implicitly warning her for moons and she’s ignoring them because of him.

It’s all her fault. She’ve endangered her only surviving family and the child he— they’re both protecting. They were just on the clear road at Essos and the skies were getting dark. She shouldn’t have left them alone in the first place.

Because she happened to witness Aenar egging him on near the fire they had Carnifex made with wood. “-it’s time for you to accept the past and the fact your daughter is long gone. You failed as a parent just as your father did. Daemon Targaryen, The Rogue Prince, aren’t I correct?” He did not just go there—

That’s when Baelon spun around before pulling out Midnyght from his belt and began attacking him since Aenar already had his blade unsheathed. It looked like he was going to attack him.

Argella began crying and covered her ears. She felt Caraxes and Gaelithox becoming distressed at the fight that is happening in front of them. Specifically more at Aenar— his radiating something dark and it was enough for both dragons to sense something bad was going to happen.

Taessa instinctively dropped the wood that were in her arms and ran towards her belongings to pick her onyx sword from the sheath. “Aenar! Stop this all at once!” She protectively stood in front of the tearful toddler and aimed her weapon at his direction.

They stopped and Aenar gave her a incredibly angry look. “I’ve tolerated this long enough for the past moons and it’s time we decide how to punish you again.” He tried stepping towards her but Baelon prevented him from doing so.

“Take another step and you’re gonna learn how it feels to be stabbed through the heart.” She winced at his words and wanted nothing more to tell him that Aenar had no heart to begin with-

“You’ve raised a rebellious child, didn’t you?” Aenar laughed dryly and shake his head as Baelon frowned in confusion. “This isn’t the first time she did this. First, Aelyx Galyreos, and now you?” It’s like this was all amusing for him for someone who has had enough.

“Aenar, stop-“

“No, you stop.” He growls and gestures his weapon from her to Baelon. “I thought wearing this face would deter you from rebelling furthermore as a warning, but we should’ve kept you in that cave longer after I handled your lover myself.” She remembers the details…

“What the seven hells are you talking about?” Baelon infuriatingly asks and gave Argella a concerned glance. “You’re talking deli-“ he stopped when Aenar spun around to face him.

“I’m surprised you didn’t recognize her at the moment you met. And here I thought it was obvious enough, but clearly not enough.” The silver-blonde hair man only pointed his weapon at her face without turning his head. “Cute nose and lovely smile from Lady Rhea Royce! Doesn’t that ring a bell in your head? Black hair for a Old Valyrian?! I would also show the birthmark she was born with, but why don’t she tell you herself?!”

“Aenar… please, just stop.” Taessa hated the feeling of her eyes watering and her hands shaking. It made her feel weak. Too weak. She never wanted this to happen.

Baelon was frozen and couldn’t process this properly before he looked at her. “Taessa… what is he trying to say?” The last time she saw his face and voice crack like that… it was when she died in his arms on that night.

She remained silent and noticed Argella had resorted to sniffles after she finally stopped crying.

“Fine, I’ll do it myself.” Aenar scoffed and gave Baelon a coldest look. “Taessa Galyreos is Argella Targaryen. Your daughter brought back from the dead, you’d have to thank our gods of Old Valyria.” He began cruelly laughing.

“W-What?” Baelon choked, noticeably appearing heartbroken. No, no, no! This wasn’t supposed to happen!

“No.” Then she lunged towards him and slashed across his face with her blade. He screamed and spun to land on his knees on the dirt.

Argella began wailing again. Carnifex and Gaelithox wouldn’t handle it anymore and basically just flew out of there. Feeling overwhelmed from his presence.

Aenar’s screams turned into inhuman growls as he began laughing darkly. He touched his wound and laughed at the black blood that smeared on his hand.

He turned and his black eyes is what made Baelon’s face went to being horrified at the sight in front of him. Aenar Targaryen wasn’t human, or a usual immortal like him, at all.

“Seriously? You know better than that. This is nothing but a nick for me-“ then his neck was slashed open from her blade as he fell limp onto the ground.

She cautiously took a few huge steps back while Baelon slowly processes the whole situation. The fact his daughter is alive and Aenar is far from human.

“Run away as far you can. He’ll only come looking for me after he awakens soon.” He turned to look at her, but Taessa was already gone. Nowhere to be seen.

Baelon and Argella were left stranded with a Aenar’s body laid nearby the fire. Their dragons clearly distressed in the skies afar.

He won’t hurt either of you unless we’re together, Papa. I’m sorry. I’m doing this for your own good. Just don’t come looking for me.

Little did Taessa know. Not only Aenar will be looking for her once he wakes up, but her father will and filled with determination. He needs to tell her how sorry he is for not protecting her.

[ the next ask will involve a confrontation between taessa and baelon. which takes several moons after this. it’s gonna be emotional as hell- ]

oh god no, baelon's breakdown will be tremendous. he's gonna be gunning for aenar's head.