#daenerys stormborn
Are you a sheep? No. You’re a dragon. Be a dragon.
Here is a modified and improved version of this illustration made two years ago … Because, you know … 2 DAAAAAAAAAAAYS BITCHIIIIIIIES !!! :D
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Daenerys Targaryen from Game of Thrones
Quick warm up piece after a few days of not painting
farewell, my queen
Daenerys by me https://www.instagram.com/lesika_holod/
Photo by https://www.instagram.com/k_rogutenok/
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BLONDES WHO HAVE CHANGED MY LIFE:
Daenerys Targaryen – Game of Thrones
The next time you raise a hand to me will be the last time you have hands!
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Request: Can I have a Daenerys x Fem! Reader please? Reader is very artistic and interested in Danny’s dragons so she tries to get close to them and they’re chill about her climbing all over them? And Danny notices she’s missing only to see she’s just with her dragons?
Warnings:None
Pairing:Daenerys x Reader
A/N: I loved writing this because I love drawing her dragons. Made it a bit personal for me, which I thank you for!
The dragons eyed you warily as you tried to sneak up to them, holding your leather-bound drawing book in one hand. You’d never been this close to them before. It was one thing to sketch them flying above the ocean, but to get up close and personal was a whole different thing entirely.
You peeked around the rock you hid behind and took in a deep breath. Drogon’s snout was inches away from your face. He seemed amused at your reaction, blowing hot air from his nostrils before he moved to the side so Viserion could come to investigate you as well.
They were gorgeous. Even more so up close. At the same time though, you couldn’t help but feel intimidated. Not only were they beautiful, but they were massive. Your entire body could fit in the smallest one’s mouth with wiggle room.
“I hope you don’t mind,” You struggled to sound confident, “If I sit here for a while.” Reaching behind you for the rock you found nothing, instead falling on your bottom in the grass.
Drogon and Viserion both made chirping noises, shifting around to make themselves comfortable on the grassy field. If dragons could laugh, that’s what it’d sound like.
Soon after you settled and opened your book Rhaegal came over to see what the fuss was about, appearing much less interested than his other siblings.
After a while of rough sketches, you decided in order to make something you’d be satisfied with you’d have to get closer. Surprisingly enough the dragons had no problem with that, nor with you climbing onto them. At first, you were a bit nervous, but when you were on them they didn’t move around much since they knew you’d never been on a dragon before so one wrong move would have you tumbling to the ground.
You were just finishing up a rather large portrait of the three dragons when their mother approached. She had been looking for you for quite a while now and was checking the last place she thought you’d be.
Seeing you up there on her dragons made her smile. Not a lot of people adored her children the way she did, and almost no one would ever dare to climb on them without her around.
“(Y/N)?’ She called out with her voice like honey, smiling up at you. “How long have you been here? I’ve been looking for you.”
You looked over Viserion’s head to her and grinned. “I have no idea, the time goes by quickly with them. What did you need me for?”
She walked closer to her dragons and stopped at Drogon, reaching a hand up to stroke his chin. “A boat arrived with loads of fruit, some I’ve never even seen before. I thought you might be interested.”
“You know me very well, Khaleesi!” You laughed as you struggled to climb down from the dragon, using his scales and horns to help you. When your feet touched the ground she caught a glimpse of your art, gasping playfully and reaching out to it.
“You’ve been drawing my children? Well, let me see them.” She grabbed for the book and for a second you pulled away, you couldn’t help but put up a pathetic fight. You knew though that if anyone were to see your drawings it would be her.
“Alright. They’re not very good, I’m afraid.” You handed her the book and she flipped through a few pages, her lips turning into a smile at some and frowning at others.
“This one is so sad,” She moved closer to you and pointed at a portrait of a woman you had done a long time ago. She was an older woman you had seen in Westeros, a poor commoner in Flea-Bottom. She was skinny, starved to the bone, cradling a small child. Her daughter had been killed and she was left to take care of her grandson on her own.
You nodded and sighed, remembering the awful sight. “It was awful. There was nothing I could do but give her the gold I had on me. It wasn’t enough… I wished I could have bought her a house of her own and food for the rest of her life. It was only enough to secure her a stay at the local in for a while and feed the two of them, but… It still didn’t feel right.”
Daenerys looked at you with a soft smile. “That’s more than most people would do. You probably saved her life, and the child’s.” When you nodded back she continued flipping through the pages, stopping on one of the more recent pictures.
Her lips parted and she looked at you, a brow raised. “You’ve drawn me? And you never showed me this?”
“Like I said, Khaleesi.” You chuckled and scratched the back of your neck nervously. “They’re not very good.”
“You artists are all the same. You think your beautiful drawings are awful, but to everyone else they’re amazing. I can’t even think of the right words to describe this.” After she spoke she looked back down to the pages and smiled. “I demand you draw more.” She thrust the book back into your hands with a grin.
“Oh, do you?” You laughed at her playful mannerism and tucked your book and pencils back into your satchel, closing its button.
“I do. An official order from your Queen. Tonight, in my chambers, you’ll draw me again.” Her words made your heart leap and your stomach flutter.
In an attempt to hide your blush you dipped your head and scratched your cheeks, humming in response. “I’ll see you then, Khaleesi.”
Daenerys smiled widely and shook her head, you were so adorable to her it hurt her heart. “Yes, you will.”
When she walked away you turned around and gasped, coming face to face with three nosey dragons.
my most favourite ever girl
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Daenarys in Qaarth!
(whoops I meant to post this earlier I got ahead of myself…)
Yes, yes I know what a Qartheen gown is supposed to look like, BUT if you really wanted to you could imagine this dress worn That way. But I like not being censored sooooo… tada!
This is inspired by a peplos type dress with tassel-pins. We see her going back to wearing some of her jewelry, and she is back in the purples.
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