Arryn Stories

Viserra was the most beautiful thing I had ever created. I knew every mother in Westeros likely thought the same of their children, but in my case, I happened to be correct. The nursery at the Eyrie had long since become more comfortable to me than my own solar, especially in recent years. Between Rhaegar, Lyonel, Dyanna, and now Viserra, I had spent more hours among carved toys and scattered blankets than I ever had around councils or ledgers. And today, my youngest had trapped me there completely. Viserra sat in the middle of the rug with her tiny legs spread around her, dressed in soft lilac silks that matched her eyes so perfectly that it looked like a painting. Her pale silver hair had grown enough for the nursemaids to tie small braids near her temples, though several strands had already escaped and curled around her cheeks after an hour of play. Between the sharp little chin, delicate nose, and unmistakable coloring, she looked every bit the image of Old Valyria. My own little perfect Targaryen lady. And Seven help me, I was absurdly proud of it.

"The love was there. It didn't change anything. It didn't save anyone. There were just too many forces against it. But it still matters that the love was there." Artemisia Arryn, raised between a rigid father of the Vale and a free-spirited Braavosi mother, grows into a woman who values freedom above all else. When she finds herself the subject of a match with Prince Baelor Targaryen, she flees without explanation, seeing only a gilded cage in the life he offers. Nearly two decades later, she returns to court at her cousin's request, believing herself long forgotten. Instead, she finds Baelor again, who, still carrying the wound of her disappearance, demands answers she has long avoided. Valarr Taragryen x Arryn!OC

" As high as honour are your words. Aren't you supposed to be that? Honourable. " Rhaegar Targaryen x OC

Female Robert Baratheon * Robarra was dauntless, a force of nature, the centre of any room she was in even at sixteen. She had a talent for making friends, despite her hot temper, which flared up fast and fierce but was forgotten just as quickly. She laughed loudly and often, making bawdy jests with the men without flinching, giving just as good as she got. So why was she crying? "I've been a fool," Ned's friend sat down on his bed, seemingly uncaring that she only wore a thin (but mercifully long) nightdress. "I made a stupid mistake and gods, everyone's going to be so angry. It seemed like a good idea at the time. Just a bit of fun," * As the bedding ceremony kicked off, Ned and Stannis locked eyes as the horde of eager men descended on a laughing Robarra, who was already loudly joining in on their bawdy jests and crude suggestions, and sat back down. "She's enjoying herself," Ned said with a shrug. Stannis had grimaced but seemed to agree. No doubt he didn't want to see his sister stripped naked, either. That wasn't the reason Ned hadn't joined them; he didn't particularly want to see his friend delivered to her marriage bed at all. * Ned knew that Robarra wanted him to stay in court after the wedding - she had told him as much - but ultimately there was no place for him here. Ned wasn't a knight, wasn't made for politics and found King's Landing rather suffocating; they were not children anymore, besides, and the Princess of Dragonstone could not be seen going out riding in the Kingswood or drinking in the city with a man who was not her husband.

"Men Will Never Willingly Bow To The Weaker Sex." "And They Will Suffer Greatly For It." (Game of Thrones Woman)

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"Men Will Never Willingly Bow To The Weaker Sex." "And They Will Suffer Greatly For It." (Game of Thrones Woman)

The son of Tyrion and Shae is sent back in time, and reborn as the son of Tyrion and Tysha

"The Gods rule us still, they have come down from the sky and they are no longer kind....let it be. They will bow anyway" "Them whom the gods love, die young"

Queens of Westeros

❝ She is a cynical beauty, a knot in reality who'll bring mercy to the hearts of the unforgiving. She'll bring faith to the godless.❞ The stage is set ablaze, the fear in eyes have been rimmed through time with anything but perils of acceptance. The dragon knows it all, she cradles the life that has been breathing fiery arcs of Xenylum. There's a Lord who's been waiting to unleash what the rightful has served as pure evil, tainted malice. He has seen the coming, he has felt his demise from the shatters of destiny. There's a looming Devil, a Cursed divinity and her Seven Sins that have their mortality at stake. Will they seize the prize of peace or let Hell take over? © neirim = collab fantasy thriller ty for clicking read.

Lady Ophelia of House Dorset is promised to Ramsay Bolton, a man she's never met. What was meant to be a normal marriage quickly escalates into a game of lies, manipulation and ulterior motives.

Delilah Baratheon, Daughter of Jeyene Arryn and Soren Baratheon. When King Viserys wanted to strengthen his bond to House Arryn and House Baratheon after the loss of Queen Aemma he proposed a marriage pact between and Prince Aegon. But when Jeyene had realised his Marriage pact was fuelled by guilt she soon declined the offer. But years later when Delilah had arrived to Kings landing and saw Aegon, sparks began to fly and that's when she realised that their hearts were forever intertwined.

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ʳᵒʸᵃˡᵗʸ House of the dragón El dragón dorado soltó una llamarada de fuego atrapando el cuerpo de la joven reina, mientras ella mantenía su cabeza en alto temiendo por el final de su último hijo. No le quedaba nada, por su mente pasaron los años tan felices que vivio con sus hijos y Daemon, claro jamás se olvidaría del hombre con el que se casó y amo desde el primer momento. Por su mente pasaban esos malos momentos y algunas discusiones con su amado esposo pero aún así lo amaba y la llama por el aún seguía en pie. Pero sus hijos, sus amados dragones, sus niños, aquellos príncipes que estuvieron en su vientre, aquellos niños a quienes mimo y protegió con sangre y dientes, lo más amado en su vida; pero los perdió, perdió a sus amados valientes y junto con ellos perdió a su única niña y a su querido Viserys. Pensaba en sus errores como heredera, reina y hermana. Pensó en el daño que la guerra había causado, los dragones, los inocentes, el niño Maelor, el hijo de su querida hermana Helaena quien murió por una deuda que el niño no debía de pagar. Pensó en los dragones y en su queridísima Syrax. Pensó en todo lo bueno y todo lo malo esperando tener una segunda oportunidad para cambiar todo y la tendría, los dioses aún tenían planes para ella.

Vysella Arryn wanted everything that she couldn't have; and got everything she didn't want. Married to a King, when she'd rather be with a Prince. Allied with the greens when she would rather bend her knee to the blacks. The more that people got to know her, the more they understood the reason behind the whispered name. Vysella the dread. Aemond Targaryen X OC Slight Aegon Targaryen X OC

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