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thesilverlady · 5 months
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[rhaegon gifset 6/?]
Then the storm broke, and the dragons danced.
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franzkafkagf · 13 days
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i come over, i'm inside you (18+) HOTD Modern!AU
Rhaenyra is the CEO of a multinational family-run media empire, Aegon is her younger half-brother. A flirt, he cares little about the family-business, preferring to have fun instead.
She doesn't have the time to entertain him, she tells herself.
She decides to text him one particularly lonely night.
New Rhaegon fic! Inspired by Succession but with incest <3
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snowprincesa1 · 6 months
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I think I’m falling into the deep end and low-key shipping Rhaenyra and Aegon ii (Rhaegon)..
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HELP ME! (THIS IS A CRY FOR HELP)
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liaa--qb · 15 days
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Real borgias in hotd wd be the love traingle of Aegon,Rhaenyra n Aemond....
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Imagine scenario where there was a sudden change of decision by Rhaenyra that she would marry Aegon n both of them would rule together. Aegon slowly starts to love n enjoy Rhaenyra as she provides him freedom and support both which Alicent never did. Meanwhile Rhaenyra was just playing with Aegon so that she could keep them under her control and attack with daemon when right time would come.
On the other hand Aemond fuming on this decision as he hates Rhaenyra. Him having whole another level of obsession with Rhaenyra and wanting crown increasing every day seeing Aegon and Rhaenyra together while having a keen eye on Rhaenyra's every move. Rhaenyra teasing n mocking Aemond daily that only she is going to rule actually and she is just keeping Aegon as her love puppet. Taunting him that he will never get the crown and his revenge. Threesome with hatred and passion would have been so 🥵
Imagine the whole game( I would have been 10 times more interested in the show if this was storyline honestly 🌝😑)
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xbexfreexx · 17 days
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I don't want you just for the season But you left for a reason, I couldn't see the end in sight
from youtube
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derangedaenerys · 1 year
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house of the dragon + the major arcana
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thepinkdread · 1 year
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Uhmmm...why do I like the vibes between them?
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allyriadayne · 1 year
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What must happen / has already happened
(Agamemnon by Aeschylus translated by Ted Hughes)
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thesilverlady · 1 year
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[rhaegon gifset 2/?]
“Aegon II was two-and-twenty, quick to anger and slow to forgive.”
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aemonds-princeregent · 11 months
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Aegon II x Rhaenyra (Buqagon, Jorrāelagon)
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Warnings: AU (Aegon is not married to Helaena and Rhaenyra is not married to Daemon, inacurate hotd), Eventual smut, +18.
Preface
Aegon was drunk, as usual, and wandering the halls and hidden passages of the Red Keep as he made his way to his chambers. As he stepped out, he heard Otto saying his name and he tried to hide as to avoid a scolding of his Grandsire, he was about to come out, but Otto keep talking. He wanted to install him on the Iron Throne and get rid of Rhaenyra.
Rhaenyra he thought.
The last time he had seen his sister was on the matter of Lucery's succession of the Driftmark throne and Rhaenyra had been ruthless while defending her son. She had become a widow not long ago, after the dead of Ser Laenor and everybody knew her children were bastards, but she love them nevertheless.
Aegon remembered Rhaenyra and Lucerys and how much he had wished to exchange bodies with the boy to receive her soft touch and her smile. The way she oozed love, unconditional, fervent, pure love. He wandered if he could ever be on the receiving end of such a thing. If Rahenyra could love bastards, perhaps she could love him too. Suddenly a drunk idea polluted his thoughts, he wanted her, he wanted to be loved unconditionally and was it not a rule of the Targaryens to marry their kin?.
He remained hidden and stood near the window as the sun rose, he wanted love and he knew how to get it.
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yippi-yipp · 2 months
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World on Fire
author's note: hi! this is my first time EVER writing a fanfic! i thought long about it and decided to publish it. english isn't my first language so there might be some errors (sorry!). its not proof read :( hope you enjoy reading it!! :)
AU: Rhaenyra and Aegon are twins, they are both 16 years old. Aemma died while giving birth to Aemond, who is now 12 years old, while Helaena is 14. Viserys decided to not remarry. Alicent has the same age as the twins.
!!Warnings!!: incest (targcest), barely explict sex.
Chapter I
Rhaenyra was strolling in the godswood garden, the sun high up in the sky, a gentle breeze made her silver hair, which was in a soft braid, flow in the wind freely.
She spotted Aegon, sitting against the heart tree, reading some book that probably had 2000 pages, it was probably an erotica; like that one time that she found him reading 'A Caution for Young Girls' by Lady Coryanne Wylde, one of the ladies-in-waiting of Queen Alysanne.
When he saw her shadow on his book, he lifted his head up to look at her, a smirk appeared on his face, some of his silver hair was stuck to his forehead due to the hot weather that made him sweat like a pig.
She looked down at him and smiled softly, her arms were behind her back, she leaned down and took a look at the book that he was holding: "What are you reading? I assume that it's an history book, studying a little would do you quite well." she said in jest, she knew him well enough to know that he probably held an history book once or twice.
He looked down at his book and then back at her: "Well, it's definitely an history book!" he said jokingly, an heartly laugh coming out of his lips.
"I'm still reading the book that one of the ladies-in-waiting of Queen Alysanne wrote. I doubt that it's actually a biography like people say, but it's still a pretty good book. It's entertaining enough." he continued, before closing his book with a loud thud and now giving her his full attention.
"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be with some septa, doing womanly things like knitting or something?" he asked, putting the book down beside him.
Rhaenyra sat down next to him, wrapping her arms around her legs, her pale yellow dress getting a little dirty from sitting down in a not-so-clean garden.
"I didn't feel like doing that. I preferred spending some time with my oh-so beloved brother!" She said with a smile, her head turned to the left to look into his amethyst eyes.
"Are you going to sneak out and go into the city tonight?" she said quietly, not wanting anyone to hear them.
"Aye, i always do that." he responded quietly as well. "Can you bring me with you? I've practically never went outside of the Red Keep." she asked quietly, reaching out to take his hand in hers, their fingers intertwining.
"What?! Are you crazy? Father would kill me if he found out that I took you with me out into the city!" he responded in a loud tone, he didn't want to take her out with the fear that, if, Viserys, their father, found out he would have his head.
"Please Aegon, I'll die if i spend one more boring night here!" she begged him. "Nonono, i like my head attached to my body, thank you." he answered, almost angrily, before letting his gaze soften, he leaned in to kiss her, hoping that she would forgive him for not taking her into the city.
She kissed back, wrapping her arms around his neck and holding him tight as she kissed him passionately. When their lips parted, a string of their mixed saliva still connected them to eachother, Aegon chuckled before kissing Rhaenyra again to get rid of the string.
They were still in eachother's arms, their breath mixing, both of them taking in the smell of them together. Rhaenyra leaned in to give him a soft peck on his rost lips.
She leaned back and frowned slightly "Then why don't you stay at home with me? Just for tonight? We could...hide in some corner of the Keep, enjoy eachother's company."
She suggested hoping he would accept. "Just for tonight." he agreed. She smiled widely, and he did as well. "Do you think that father will accept to marry us? I'm 16 now, he wants me to get married soon and I don't want to marry a fat Lord or something like that. I want you" she changed topics.
They had already talked about marrying eachother, they would have loved waking up next to eachother for the rest of their lives, spending their days teaching their children High Valyrian.
Her eyes were looking straight into his, a profound sadness was into them, Rhaenyra always looked sad and he had no idea why. She had everything, people would kill to be in her place but she still complained about having to wear pretty dresses and spend her days reading on a bed with gold sheets.
"I think he will. If he won't, we'll get married anyway. We could...flee to Dragonstone and get married in secret, like King Jaehaerys did with his sister Alysanne." he responded softly, Rhaenyra smiled gently, hoping that he's right. "I should get going. I have a lesson with the Maester now. I'm actually going to study History now, I'm on the chapter about Aegon the Conqueror." he continued.
He kissed her lips and hugged her before he got up and walked away from the heart tree, stepping inside into the Red Keep. Rhaenyra was now all alone, she followed his every step with her eyes until he was no longer visible.
She could feel herself getting hot under her gown, the way his long hair looked like melted silver, it fell gracefully on his shoulders. She saw that he left the book that he was reading onto the soft grass, she took it up and opened it into a random page, reading a few lines of that erotic tome that Aegon loved so much.
It was page 104, the first lines cited this: -It was like there was a waterfall between my legs. He pulled me into a stable, a white stallion was next to us while we copulated. He pushed me gently onto the hay, he opened my dress open, he almost ripped my undergarments, he couldn't wait anymore, he had to dominate me right there, that second precisely. He placed himself right before my entrance, he was the key to my lock, my lips were parted in anticipation.-
Rhaenyra's cheeks became red, she understood now why the High Septon had burned almost all the copies of this book, but she was grateful that Aegon managed to keep one copy perfectly intact, she was quite invested into the biography of Lady Coryanne Wylde now: people say that she actually lost her maidenhead into that stable with that farm boy.
She closed the book with a thud and stood up, she looked up at the sky, the red leaves of the heart tree were casting a shadow over her, protecting her eyes from the sun. She held the book in one hand and the hem of her yellow-ish dress in the other, so she wouldn't trip over it and fall.
She walked inside and quickly strolled into her chambers, greeting Ser Criston Cole outside of her door and locking it behind her. She put the tome on her bed and changed into her night wear: a soft silk nightie in a beatiful white color.
She undid her hair, the braid that it was put in left it in soft waves. She hopped inside her bed and under the sheets, she opened the book and started reading it from the first page, hoping that in a few hours Aegon would sneak into her room from the secret passage that was next to her wardrobe.
After reading a few chapters, she fell asleep, even if it was still early in the evening, the sun was still high up in the sky and cast a soft, orange light on her face, enhancing her heavenly features.
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girl-intrigued · 4 months
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The only possible marriage that could've prevented the dance of dragons was between Aegon and Rhaenyra
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stupidocupido · 1 year
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Rhaenyra and Aegon are the type of siblings to end up on that insta account sibling or dating where everyone says they better be dating because of how they’re posing in the picture.
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eu-nicola · 10 months
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Aegon ii x Rhaenyra / part 1
Summary: What should Rhaenyra do to keep her throne? Perhaps marry her brother?
my first language isn’t English and I didn't correct this
posted on my ao3: abigaildaen
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Rhaenyra had been pacing her room up and down, Daemon was still in Pentos with his wife and now she was without Laenor and more alone than ever, she didn't know what to do, she couldn't allow her succession and that of her children to be in danger, the rumors wouldn’t rise again. She has to act fast and soon.
While her thoughts flew, only one was the one that startled the most of the others, a while ago she had found out that Otto wanted to marry her to Aegon when he was still a baby, she did not find out until a while later after her wedding with Laenor, now many years later that idea didn't seem so bad, marrying her father's first son would unquestionably make her the heiress before everyone’s eye and no one could take her away, not even her husband because he would be the king.
From that day Rhaenyra began to be careful with what she said or where she went, she even asked her father to change her guard Ser Harwin, she and her children loved him but if she was going to do this she had to be away from him because she had to make sure that the next child to be born to her was Aegon's and if he continued by her side she would suffer twice as much seeing him so far away but so close to her.
At first Rhaenyra began to give Aegon glances from afar when no one saw her, they were fleeting glances that were hardly noticeable at other times, she even smiled at him which seemed very strange to Aegon and he did not pay attention to her, passing the weeks Rhaenyra began to create interactions between them touching his hands or his back in view of no one just so that he could notice it, Aegon after so much already seemed desperate at his sister's touch, he wondered why she wanted it, and whatever it was he didn't like it because now he wanted it for himself.
One night Aegon couldn't take it anymore and broke into Rhaenyra's rooms, she was surprised to see him there but she said absolutely nothing letting him kiss her and make her his during that first night, in Rhaenyra's head the thought passed that he was very good at what he was doing and she simply did not want to accept it, when they were both lying in bed barely covered by a sheet he told her, “If you ever looked at me once with what I know is in you, I would be your slave. ” She looked at him but did not answer and leaned back on his chest to rest without thinking about what would happen tomorrow to achieve her goal.
Very early the next morning Aegon had disappeared from the room and Rhaenyra was alone, she remembered the night before and it caused her a certain disgust that she liked it, she had the fixed idea that she should despise him, she simply didn't not at that moment. When the sun began to appear she decided to get dressed to visit her children, she put on a beautiful black dress with red embroidery around hers.
The sun was shining at the top making it burn her skin and bother her eyes a bit as she walked through the garden she saw her children in the distance practicing with the sword, she was proud of how Jacaerys taught Lucerys everything she needed to know, how mother knew that her sons were becoming good men.
" My children ". She called her children, they both looked at her and smiled when they saw her mother and ran to hug her.
"Mother was teaching Luke how to use his sword." Said Jacaerys
"That's great, you are a good big brother." She smiled at him and placed a kiss on his head.
The thought of whether or not to tell them about what she wanted to do was running through Rhaenyra's mind after all, they were her children and they deserved to know this before anyone started talking.
“I have to tell you something”, she told them. "I intend to marry again but this time to keep the throne", The children looked at her curiously wanting to know who her mother wanted to marry.
"Aegon would be the person," Jacaerys and Luke took a step back from them mother at such a statement and felt scared.
“Uncle Aegon? “. Jacarys asked.
"You should not fear, marrying him they will never raise their voices again and I will assure my throne that one day it will pass to you Jace and your children and you Luke will be able to claim the tides that one day were going to be your father's." The boys understood her mother and if that was what she had to do they would be with her even if it didn't seem like the best idea to them.
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At breakfast Aegon was sitting in front of Rhaenyra and when he could he didn't miss the opportunity to look at her, strangely now he found it interesting the way she was so delicate when moving and how kind she was with others, he didn't understand that.
On the other hand at the end of the table there was a very sick Otto looking at them, not even the illness took away his mania for having everything right observing and he certainly realized how his grandson looked at Rhaenyra.
As soon as the table was cleared Rhaenyra headed for her room with her royal guard following behind her, the young man staying at the door while she entered the room making sure he didn't hear her leaving through the hidden door in the wall, The princess followed the path to the room where Sir Harwin was there, she entered suddenly and saw him still without his armor, soon to go away.
" I need your help ". Rhaenyra told him suddenly and he was surprised to see her standing right there after what had happened.
"What's going on princess? “. he asked her.
"I need to get rid of Otto as soon as possible, he is very sick it would not be difficult."
"That would mean causing his death."
" Yes I know ". She answered him approaching him.
"You are the only person I trust and when you leave there will be no one for me, please I need you to do this." She placed a hand on his cheek and let it rest there.
He felt the touch he so longed for and he knew he couldn't say no to the woman he loved. "I'm going to do it tonight princess." She smiled at him and before leaving she kissed him goodbye.
At night Sir Harwin made sure not to be seen and even had one of the servant girls put some tranquilizer in his night tea so that Otto could fall asleep more easily and quickly, the wall behind the curtain opened without a sound, death was going to be easy and fast, he just needed to take the air out of him so he placed the pillow on Otto’s face and kept him there for a while, the old man didn't even fight he didn't have the strength to do it and at the end when Harwin felt that Otto was not breathing anymore he made sure not to leave any trace that a person had passed through there, now his job was done, the next step corresponded to Rhaenyra and only her.
In her room Rhaenyra spent one more night with Aegon, he adored her from head to toe and would make sure that now it was his even if she had to marry an idea which he hated and even disliked that her children were bastards but he would forget when she gave him fully Targaryen and legitimate children, he wanted everyone to see and respect her as his future wife and mother of his children.
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thepinkdread · 1 year
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'How about a little smile, sis?'
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imthefemalemonster · 1 year
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idk how much you go for the ship but aegon x rhaenyra? esp if it's one-sided/fantasies on aegon's part, even a drabble would be amazing! love your writing :)
Aaaah I love this pairing anon, I want to write Rhaenyra so bad because she's in my mind 24/7 - Tried something!
Rhaegon (Rhaenyra x Aegon) Drabble
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❥ Basically smut smut smut (bit of fluff, as a treat) \ Aegon has dirty thoughts when he thinks about Rhaenyra so he has to do something about it.
⸻Not really canon compliant, Kisses, Hugs, Hand job, Incest (obviously), Mommy issues/kink (kinda?), Adult versions of characters
Words: 760~
Hope you enjoy it and don’t hesitate to ask for more. ♡ (and thank you so much, it’s so sweet! Doing my best)
Sometimes, Aegon couldn’t tell the difference between being drunk, exhausted, and aroused. Maybe it was the three of them at the same time, maybe only one, maybe two. Maybe he felt drunk on exhaustion or arousal. All that, all those feelings because of one woman. He would think about her daily, hourly, his eyes and mind wandering during dinner, during the day, and especially during the night. Rhaenyra was everywhere in his mind but nowhere around him, and it tortured him. To forget, he would either drink himself to sleep or jerk-off. Sometimes both. He had never really interacted with her, he had never really interacted with anyone from his family apart from hearing his mother’s sermon and his younger brother’s arms around his body to drag him off the streets.
So when night came, he would sit on his bed, head against the headboard, a glass of wine as his only company. He would close his eyes, breathing slowly losing its regularity as his mind wandered darker paths. There was something about her. Maybe it was the jealousy he was feeling toward her children, bastards getting more love and attention he will ever get. She was a mix between tenderness and intransigence which fascinated Aegon as much as it obsessed him. But stroking his cock until exhaustion thinking about her wasn’t enough. He needed to be touched, he craved the physical contact from that one woman who never left his mind.
As night passed, it became boring, frustrating, annoying. Even as hard as he was, he could not just stand here and wait. He needed a good imagination, and a lot of focus. At first he undressed himself, the soft texture of the sheet caressing his pearl white sensitive skin. Body burning hot, it began with hugs and touches. Rhaenyra would sit at his side, with this cold but comforting smirk on her face. She would run her fingers in his hair, hands slowly moving down to his reddened cheeks. Thumbs pressing against the man’s lips, dry, uncontrollable Aegon would moan, melding at the touch. Length hard, shaky hands going from the base to the top, Aegon bit his lips, enjoying the delightful thought. Leaning in, the woman’s delicate touch would send shivers down Aegon’s spine when reaching his neck, fingernails needily scratching the skin. Roaming down his chest, brushing his pink sensitive nipples, he would be panting in seconds, crying out for physical contact.
He thought that Rhaenyra would love teasing him until he felt at his knees begging, and if he could, he would without hesitation. Rubbing his member against her leg like a dog, seeking tenderness and attention from the mother. She wasn’t his, but she felt like one. Strong, loving, delicate, reassuring. He would adore seeing her in a position of power over him. Laid on the bed, she would welcome him close with open arms. His head resting on her breast, thighs still rubbing against her, moaning. She would cup his cheeks, leaning in, pressing a soft but confident kiss on his heated lips. Hard in his hand, erratic movements and noisy pleas, he would imagine her leading those kisses. Biting his lips, finger digging in his cheeks, his necks, leaving marks he hoped would never leave. Licking his lips, pushing against them, he would let her tongue in, swirling around his own, obscene noises of saliva and mouth clashing. Irregular breathing that would mix with the hot bodies and needy cries.
As she raked her nails across his hair, Aegon imagined his own hand being hers. Soft fingers, softer palm. Undoing his pants, freeing the pressure he had inside. Stroking gently but with strong confidence, thumb pressing against the top, playing with the King’s precum until he was just but a sobbing mess. Going from base, to top, harder, faster, he would grind his hips in her touch, fuck himself relentlessly, no shame but only motherly love and passion. Good boy. He dreamt she would whisper in his ear as he was coming inside her hand. Milking him till the last drop while he was breathless, drowning in pleasure. Brushing their lips, she would clean him, tuck him in his bed, leaving him with a soft kiss on the forehead.
Aegon let go of his cock, both satisfied and frustrated. A nice dream it was, now he was all but messy, semen all over his hand and belly, and no Rhaenyra in sight to come and take care of him and all his dirtiest desires.
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