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why-what-no · 9 months

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Being Rhaenyra’s Daughter Would Include

Pairing: Rhaenyra Targaryen x Daughter!Reader

Warnings: None really

Notes: Writing all this is really making me wanna finally write a long form Alicent x Rhaenyra fic. I love them so much. And yes, Alicent Daughter Headcanons will be coming out next :)

As the only daughter of the heir to the Iron Throne, you were adored by your mother and your brothers.

She was so glad to finally have a little girl. To create a close relationship like she had with her own mother. When you were born, she refused to let you leave her arms. Promising to be there for you no matter what

Growing up, you were treated like the princess you were. But although you were protected, your mother refused to treat you as some helpless girl. You would be taught the ways of ruling just like your brothers.

She made sure to always let you know how much she loved you. How beautiful you were. How sure she was that you would grow up brave and powerful like the Targaryens before you.

Your wardrobe would be filled with the richest of fabrics, any colours that complimented you.

She had issues with the colour green. When you occasionally wore it, there was a jolt of grief that ran through her body at the thought of her childhood. Thinking about - if Alicent was still her friend - how much the brunette would dote on you like she did.

Rhaenyra was fiercely protective of you, terrified of the idea that her enemies would take you from her. She knew what a prize you would be for them, knew that they were aware she would do anything to get you back if you were ever taken hostage.

She’s visit your chambers and brush your hair whenever she had a worry about that, whispering a lullaby to you as she did. It was just as comforting to her as it was to you.

When Daemon returned to her, she made sure he treated you like his own. As much as she loved having you to herself, she knew you needed more in your life. As a child, she would have been happy if her daughter was raised by her and her dear friend. But now she depended on Daemon to protect you and your brothers with her.

Your grandfather Viserys adored you and although his appearance grew worse, you were never afraid of him. He spoiled you.

You didn’t know what to make of his wife, who stared at you with an unreadable expression whenever she had seen you. But there was a deep sadness in her face as she once told you “you have your mother’s eyes”

Your mother never left your side when you were visiting that part of your family. Your cousin Helaena would always smile softly whenever you were around. But Aemond never spoke much to you and you didn’t like the cold glitter in Aegon’s eyes.

You were more comfortable with only your parents and brothers, or your cousins in Driftmark who you adored playing with.

The people of Kings Landing liked you, their little princess. You were more tolerable to them than Rhaenyra had been, as you weren’t going to rule them. So they took your youthful loveliness at face value.

Rhaenyra told you stories about her loves, hoping that you would find someone who made you so happy one day. She hated to think about you one day leaving her and your siblings to create a family of your own, but she knew that she wanted you to be happy above all else

In a lot of ways, she saw you as a way to do what she wished her parents had done for her. To be the parent she always wished she had.

And she always succeeded, you couldn’t ask for a better parent.

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dragons-and-handcuffs · 4 months

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Imagine Aemond and niece!reader. It has always been evident that Aemond likes his niece. Some people can see that he even loves her, Rhaenyra and Daemon being two of them. You however are unaware of his actual feelings.

Imagine your mother sending you to King's Landing on a mission. To get close to Aemond, even get married if necessary, to spy on him and gather as much information as you can. You couldn't say no. It's your mother, your future Queen's orders.

You have always carried guilt for everything that happened with Aemond, but now the guilt is growing heavier and heavier as you started obeying your mother's orders. Aemond is no fool. He knows there is a hidden agenda behind Rhaenyra sending you to King's Landing and letting you stay there, but he would be a bigger fool if he doesn't take advantage of it and spend more time with you.

Imagine your guilt getting worse as you spend more time with Aemond. Sending secret letters to Rhaenyra and Daemon. Imagine you taking a stroll in the garden and Aemond joins you. He pluck and tuck your favorite flowers in your hair. Imagine Aemond seeing the conflict in your eyes. He just knows you too well.

Imagine one day you come to your room and find Aemond there, hovering over your desk. You immediately got worried that he might have read a letter or something (he did) but he showed no signs of it. Instead he asked you to join him for a dragon ride since you have been stuck in the castle for a few days.

You started to develop feelings or figured out your feelings for him. You love him and it scared you. How can you choose him over your future queen?

Imagine moments like you two alone at the library late at night. Or Aemond angrily watching you dance with someone else. Or you calming angry Aemond after he got mad at something.

Imagine Aemond asking you to marry him. When Rhaenyra heard of the proposal she agreed to it. Marriage to him means you will be able to get more valuable informations.

But you rejected his proposal. You love him but you won't be able to marry him. You can't give him this big of a betrayal. Aemond knew what you were doing. He knew you were spying but he didn't expect you to reject his proposal, especially since Rhaenyra agreed to it. His first thought was that you love someone else.

When Aemond angrily asked you why you rejected him you only replied that you love someone and you can't betray him by accepting the proposal. Imagine angry and heartbroken Aemond. He loves you so much that even after knowing everything he wants to marry you, but you love someone else.

Then imagine that family dinner where everything blew up. Imagine Aemond overheard Rhaenyra scolding you for rejecting the proposal. Imagine going to your room and finding Aemond there with all your secret letters. It was clear that he knew what you were doing but you had no idea that he knew for months. That bit of information was a shock to you. Aemond demanding you tell him who you actually love. You just put on a mean facade and said you would never marry Aemond and hurt the person you love

Imagine you leaving King's Landing with Rhaenyra and your family. Aemond extremely angry and sad, not because you spied on him.

Imagine Aemond getting the news after a few weeks that you are now arranged to marry Cregan Stark. No doubt it's to secure an alliance but he can't help but wonder it's the Lord of the Winterfell who has won your heart.

Imagine Alicent putting some sense in his head and telling him why you may have rejected him. Aemond realized that it's hin you love but it's already too late. You have already married Cregan Stark and the war has started.

Maybe you two will reunite again. Or maybe you will learn to love your husband...maybe more than you love Aemond. Maybe the next time you see Aemond it will be at the battlefield.

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lovelybrooke · 1 year

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Platonic House of the Dragon x Maid Reader

You've been a maid for Princess Rhaenyra since you were young. You mother was a maid, and you were subjected to the same fate as her. At first, you had smaller responsibilities. Cleaning clothes, washing dishes, making beds. As a maid, you weren't supposed to come in contact with any of the royal family, so it was surprising when you became friends with the Princess.

One of the other maids asked you to go and make the Princesses bed, she having other tasks that were more important. So were nervous since you never had any large responsibilities but agreed anyways as to not get in trouble.

The Princesses room was filled with gold and fancy dresses, a sharp contrast to your dirty rags you call clothes. You quickly went to straightening out the bed sheets, flattening the pillows, just making sure everything was in top condition.

You were almost finished when the Princesses door opened. You jumped back from the bed, noticing that it was the princess, and lowered your head in a bow. The princess was dressed in dragon riding garb and had a strong stench of dragon hanging around her. You excused yourself and went to leave when she stopped you. You halted, keeping your head fixated on the ground when she asked you for your name, claiming to have not seen you around. You gave her a straightforward answer, not replying with anything more. You could feel her eyes on you, waiting for her to let you leave. Eventually she excused you, allowing you to walk out of the room, finally able to breath.

Ever since that point, the Princess made it her mission to see you more. You served her and Alicent Hightower wine at a tournament celebrating the pregnancy of the queen, her encouraging you to sit with her and watch. At her request, you helped her prepare for her naming ceremony after the death of her mother and brother, and when it was announced that her best friend was engaged to her father after, you two were inseparable. You became her handmaid, Rhaenyra unable to deal with everything on her own.

You became her closest companion, more of a friend then a maid. She would share everything with you and would want your opinion on everything. She would take you to meet Syrax, who you were very afraid of, even when Rhaenyra told you there was nothing to be afraid of.

Because of how much time you spent with her, her father, the literal King of the Seven Kingdoms, knew a lot about you. Whenever you and Rhaenyra was forced to part, and she felt like talking to her father, she would talk about you, making it so that King Viserys wanted to meet you. Rhaenyra was excited, you were not. She wanted her father to like you so bad, she couldn't handle you not being with her, and even though she hated a lot of her father's choices, she wanted her father to like you as well.

Which he did, of course. He thought you were wonderful, and just what his daughter needed in these trying times. He appreciated your kindness, and deep down wished you were his child.

Rhaenyra would confide in you about Alicent, and how she hated Aegon. She believed Aegon was a ploy to challenge her legitimacy, and even though you told her countless times that her father wouldn't betray her like that, she couldn't help but detest the baby.

Her hatred for Alicent was what made you felt bad when Alicent, now the queen, would give you orders. They were never anything challenging, however ever since you became Rhaenyra's handmaiden, you haven't really had to do anything maid-like, Rhaenyra not allowing you.

Alicent wanted to be your friend. She missed the times when she and Rhaenyra were friends, and hoped that by befriending you, Rhaenyra would rethink their friendship. However, it didn't work, Rhaenyra just loathing your time being taken away from her. Alicent enjoyed her time with you though, not really having any friends since she became queen. She wanted to make you her handmaid, but Viserys refused.

You were aware of the lovers Rhaenyra had, from her uncle to her sworn protector. You never really knew Daemon, neither of you putting in the effort to know each other. However, Daemon was interested in you, he just never got the chance to do anything as he was exiled and fighting in the stepstones. Criston, in your opinion, was weird. You tried to tell Rhaenyra about your worries, however she was too blinded by Daemon's rejection to listen.

Rhaenyra's was engagement to Laenor Valeryon was when you properly met the Valeryon house. You got to serve the royals at the wedding, Rhaenyra pleading with you to dance with her, which you denied. You got to talk with both Daemon before all the chaos happened, having to eventually be dragged out by another maid when Cristion began to beat Ser Joffery Lonmouth to death. You could hear the screams coming from both Laenor and Rhaenyra as it happened, but you didn't see how much it affected her until she as back in her room, she immediately running to you and bawling her eyes out.

You remained friends with Rhaenyra as you both aged. You helped take care of her children, which you adored. You knew Rhaenyra's marriage to Laenor was not a happy one, so you didn't judge her for laying with Ser Hardwin Strong, you just wished she would be more honest to the boys. You also became closer to Alicent as she became more in tune to her role as queen. You helped raise her children and wished that Viserys would put more effort into raising his other children. Speaking of Viserys, age he got sicker and sicker, you would spend more time alone with him. You would help him with his miniatures as he told you the histories of old Valyria.

You liked the children; just not how needy they were. You didn't understand why you specifically had to dress them or serve them when there were other suitable servants. Like children, they would brag to you about everything, showing you their dragons and forcing you to watch them train. You would also spend time sewing with Helena, listening to her ramble about bugs, happy that she was happy. You felt bad she was engaged to Aegon, something she didn't fully understand at her age, but it didn't make it any sadder. Aemond was especially close to you, upset that all your attention was taken by his siblings and cousins. He hated he didn't have a dragon to show you, even though you told him it didn't matter. Baela and Rheana were great and like to spend time with you together. They liked to dress you up and goof around and compared to the other children were not as needy.

Things changed so quickly, eventually having to go to Dragonstone when Rhaenyra got fed up with the greens. Alicent forbade you leave though, insisting that her children required your presence. Rhaenyra was furious and promised you that she would come back to you. You didn't know how to feel about the whole thing, simply going along with the wishes of the queen and while it wasn't that bad, you could see that deterioration of Visarys health and how it affected the children and wish you were anywhere else.

(A/N: I might write a part 2 but I didn't really like this so IDK)

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chic-beyond-the-wall · 3 months

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What young Rhaenyra Targaryen would wear

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sophie-looks-at-stuff · 10 months

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Some random modern HotD headcanons :)

Hey y’all! So I kept thinking of some funny, and very specific headcanons for the HotD characters, so I decided to just make it a whole post. This will actually be my first “legit” post on here, lol! Anyways, this will include some headcanons about Aemond, Aegon II, Luke, Jace, Daemon, Rhaenyra, Helaena, etc. But hope y’all enjoy lol! :)

Ok, I am convinced that Aemond has a secret stash of tea hidden somewhere. He's even put them all in a very nice ornate, antique box. It's his guilty pleasure. He probably would have some Earl Gray, English Breakfast, maybe even some lavender mint for the evenings. He'd keep it secret because all the teas he's gotten are way too expensive, and special.

Luke is an avid Minecraft gamer. Like he's basically built Dragonstone, and the Red Keep in his server. He'll play sometimes with Jace, or maybe even Aegon. But he doesn't let them into that world. Aegon would probably blow it all up with TnT.

Speaking of gaming, I think some people are on the same page that Aegon would be some kind of gamer. He'd be up to date on all the new systems and gadgets. He'd be one of the firsts to have the PS5 when it came out. He probably plays a lot of Call of Duty. Maybe even some Valorant when he doesn't wanna fire up the PS. He'd definitely be cursing and yelling at the game, to the point where Alicent threatens to take it away.

While Rhaenyra watches her shows, House Wives, Rupaul's Drag Race, etc. Daemon pretends to be not interested, but really he's super invested. He'd be leaning against the couch, or the wall totally sucked in. And when Rhaenyra tells him to just sit down and watch with her, he's all like, "no no I don't even like this show". But then he'd say things like, "Well maybe if her gown was better made she wouldn't have been eliminated last episode".

Aegon gives me frat boy energy. And I know I'm not the first to say that lol. You already know he's planning all the parties, and picking the themes. I like to think he'd be very invested into picking the themes. They would be things like, dragon night, wear your fave dragon scale colors. Or something like, Dragonstone beach night, wear your swim suits and flip flops.

Alicent likes to knit. Or maybe crochet? It's her stress reliever activity after dealing with Aegon, and the rest of the boys. Helaena is always giving her new patterns or designs to try.

I think Alicent also likes to take the occasional Buzzfeed quiz. "If you were a cake flavor, here's what you'd be based on your star sign".

Helaena runs a very successful tik tok account. She'd post her outfits, and maybe some art or cool bugs she's found.

Aegon listens to a lot of Megan Thee Stallion and Kim Petras. He's blasting Kim Petras' Treat me like a Slut at least 5 times a day. He gets ready to it in the morning.

Aemond will get down to some Amy Winehouse.

Jace works at the local animal shelter as his summer job. He only got the job cause Rhaenyra said he needed to get out of the house. Plus Helaena also works there, so she helped him get hired.

Aemond would be a great bartender. Not with like actually interacting with customers, but he can make some great drinks. Like he's over here coming up with all these crazy cocktails. Although, like his tea obsession he keeps this on the low. He doesn't want Aegon asking him to make drinks all the time. Gods forbid he asks Aemond to bartend at one of the frat parties.

Helaena was a Monster High girl growing up.

Aemond has a motorcycle. It was his one rebellious purchase. Alicent hates it.

Luke can kick Aegon's ass in any game, video or otherwise. You name it, Call of Duty, UNO, Valorent, Go fish...

Rhaenyra has a bit of a sweet tooth, but she has to hide her candy stash, cause the boys will steal it in a heartbeat. Who would have thought Daemon would love lemon drops so much.

I really could go on forever, these are just too fun to write. But I'll leave it here for now lol.

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robbsstar · 10 months

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cute crush head cannons w jace ! pls 💕💕

of course, my love<3, will be my firs time doing a headcanon 😃

Jacaerys Velaryon has a crush on Reader- fluff

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-Jacaerys was known for being one of the most respectful man in the Targaryen blood line, also a gentleman. But he also had quite the pride being the heir to the iron throne and all that- ignoring that he IS a bastard.

-He would behave just like his mother had taught him. Respectful and kind. He had never met you or your family, he only heard from Daemon and his mother that your family was an important asset to theirs.

-Since he had never met you before, he of course would be struck by your beauty, he would make it known by lingering his eyes on you. His body posture immediately straightens after your gaze found his and your eyes checked him out with a shy smile.

-It was not a secret that your parents were trying to unite your houses with a wedding. While you stayed in Dragonstone, he would be the one showing you around Dragonstone and making you feel welcome.

-Your conversations would first be about your political views or random and awkward topics like the weather. Though after you grow closer you would share your interests and conversation in general would feel not so forced anymore.

-Jacaerys would be the type to recognize his feeling toward someone and DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT. Yes he would feel nervous around but he would have it under control- ignoring Lucerys in the backround, the younger one would so try to ruin your image of the 'Respectful and Kind Prince Jacaerys Velaryon'.

-Jace would make it his mission to 'woo' you as Daemon told him he had apparently done with Rhaenrya. His goal was to have you impressed by him and have you admire him.

-He would definitely be the type to get your attention by 'accidently' brushing your hand or hip. As his objective would be to impress you, Jace would gift you either a jewellery piece with a historical meaning behind it or he would surprise you with something you hold dear- like something from your hometown. He would memorize anything you tell him.

-When you aren't present he would make a list- a plan- and listed the things he wanted to show you- impress you with. Jace would so hide it under it somewhere in his room so Lucerys would not find it.

-He would ask you if you wanted to see his dragon. At first you would be a little sceptical about meeting the he-dragon since they weren't a stranger for burning people and sheep alive but your worries slightly vanished after Jace promised you he had Vermax under control and nothing would happen to you.

-Since Jacaerys is a gentleman, almost womanizer- I am a HARDCORE believer he would lead people- women- by placing his hand on their waist or hip while walking behind them. So on your way to his dragon, Jace would hold you by your waist and walk just half a step behind you while whispering reassurances in your ear, making his and you hearts flutter like crazy.

-On the outside he presents himself as confident and sure, especially in front of you. Hence Daemon likes to watch his stepson fidget in front of a mirror, checking his hair or attire for any stains or wrinkles before going to you. The rogue prince would often share the gossip with his wife, Rhaenrya.

-He would want to teach you more about the Targaryen history but most had important Valryian phrases which would make the stories way more exciting. So would Jace prepare and force himself to take more lessons in Valryian. He would ask his mother to teach him more, hoping she would not tease him. Rhaenrya loves her children- of course, so she would encourage all decisions by her sons. His nervousness would instantly be replaced by faith and self-confidence.

-The day would come where he wishes to tell you about all the historical events regarding the Targaryen's, wars and deaths. You two enjoyed the walk in the halls while you clung to his arm and he took you to statues or paintings.

-Since his attention is on you all the time, he would notice your eyes staring at him while he explained a Valryian Phrase, clear admiration shown in your eyes. So he his confident would spike and pride fill his heart AND head.

-Soon the pride would turn into a disaster. While Jacaerys spoke, he would feel your head lean on his shoulder and your hands squeeze his arm. You had meant to show him that you were paying attention but his thoughts left his mind like his confidence his body. He would begin to stutter and butcher his quick learned Valryian. He would feel so embarrassed, he tried to avoid you the next hours.

-He would shame himself and his efforts. Jace would think he had done too much and he was beginning to annoy you- he did not but he didn't know that. No one else before him had made you feel so appreciated, so you were deeply moved by his antics.

-After one time you had finally caught him and take him on a walk on the beach, he would muster up the courage and apologize to you for 'ruining' the day and trying to to avoid you. So he continued to make you feel joy with success and fails.

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kimi240302 · 1 year

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Bad Idea

A/N: As always, a warning. English is not my native language and I use an app to translate my stories into English.

Summary: Y/N hates her uncle Aegon and tries to avoid him. However, he has other plans with his niece and does everything to make her his. Aegon has only forgotten that Y/N is not the innocent little girl everyone believes her to be.

Aegon Targaryen x niece!reader

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Main Post / House of Dragon Masterlist

This is the second part to Mind Games

Aegon does not force woman to have sex in this world!!!!!!

18+ I am new to the whole smut writing so please be nice

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" Desire brought them together

love kept them together"

- Me

Before any more questions could be asked, Y/N jumped up. With that, everyone's attention fell back on her. "I forgot that I was going to fly out with my dragon today." Without waiting for anyone's answer, she was gone.

" Is everything okay with you?" Daemon eyed his daughter with a raised eyebrow. Looking up from her breakfast, Y/N blinked several times. " Yes. Why?" Before her mother, who had been watching her daughter the same way, could say anything, the door to the room opened. " Good morning family." Sang Aegon literally. Everyone paused in their actions and looked at Aegon in confusion.

" You know brother, this is breakfast, not dinner?" Aemond watched Aegon sit down next to their mother with a grin and put some food on his plate. " I know dear brother and?" Alicent looked at her son dumbfounded.

" You're usually too drunk to attend." Daemon interfered. Aegon, playfully hurt, put a hand on his chest, " You wound me uncle." The king gave a snort, which Aegon ignored. " In fact, I didn't take any alcohol yesterday, so I thought I would join the family breakfast." " What managed to keep you away from wine uncle?" Jace looked at him with interest. " I discovered something with more flavor." He grinned and glanced unnoticed over his cup at Y/N. She slumped a bit more in her seat, which did not go unnoticed by Aemond.

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It was getting dark, which meant she had been on her little island all day thinking. Aemond also stood up. "What doesn't change Y/N?" "Aemond I will be queen someday and I need someone at my side who can rule seven kingdoms with me. Aegon is not even able to get his own life under control." She took a deep breath." Means no matter what my feelings towards him are, I need to marry someone who can take responsibility soon and it won't be Aegon."

" For someone who didn't want anything from my brother, your teeth sure marked him up pretty good." Rolling her eyes, the young Targaryen continued to stare out over the sea. " I regret showing you my sanctuary." She grabbed a handful of sand and let it slip through her fingers. Aemond sat down beside her.

" What happened? Did Aegon-" Y/N interrupted him. " No. You know better than anyone, he wouldn't be alive." Nodding, he muttered, " If not from your own hand, then from your father's or mine or your mother's. I think the list would be long." Lost in thought, she nodded.

" I don't know why I let it happen Aemond really don't." Y/n was disappointed in herself. Aemond gave a soft thoughtful sound. " Maybe because you like him more than you want to admit?" The younger Targaryen closed her eyes. "Maybe." Aemond looked at her in surprise. " But that doesn't change anything." Y/N stood up and patted the sand off her pants.

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Aemond reached out and grabbed his niece's upper arm as she tried to turn away. He pulled her towards him and exhaled in annoyance. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but you won't find anyone who adores you as much as my brother does. Likewise, you won't find anyone who has as much value for you as Aegon." " Not everyone is lucky enough to marry the person they love, like you!" She snapped out of it and literally stomped in the direction of her dragon. " You are right not everyone is that lucky and I know you helped make this possible for me." Confused, Y/N stopped and turned to Aemond. " How do you know that?" Aemond chuckled softly. " I know many things dear niece." He stopped in front of her. "I know that you talked to my father and made it clear to him that Heleana and I really loved each other and so the fate of us had turned. I have the wife I wanted and children with her. You have already given me my future place as your hand, haven't you? With this you allow me to be one of the most powerful men and a good role model for my children." Annoyed, she nodded. Of course Aemond knew that she wanted to make him the queen's hand.

" Then you know I only want the best for you Y/N. Take my advice as your future closest advisor and don't waste the love for my brother. The country needs not only a strengthened regent but also a happy one!" Y/N nodded thoughtfully. " Aemond no matter what I will do. Aegon doesn't want the title of king." " Good thing he is only Consort and not the person who has the say. Otherwise I would never have opened my mouth, but would have looked for you a husband."

Laughing, Y/N boxed Aemond against his shoulder. What this perceived only with a grin.

" Mother will kill me if she catches me now!" It was pitch dark by now. Aemond and Y/N were standing in front of the castle, thinking how to get in without falling into someone's hands.

" Let's take the passage around the back. No one knows that but us and it leads directly to our own respective rooms." Aemond pointed to the back of the castle where the entrance to the tunnel systems was.

In the middle of the many tunnels, Aemond and Y/N had separated because they had to go in different directions. With her hands out to the side, Y/N made her way along the walls. She paused, however, when her right hand accidentally pushed open a door that was slightly open. Y/N's heart quickened. Not knowing exactly whose room she was standing in front of, she was worried that she was about to face her father or mother and get the telling off of her life. But Y/N heard something else.

She felt her whole body tense up. " Why do I have to catch him every time he…." Aegon's voice interrupted her quiet outburst of anger and Y/N's eyes widened at the sight presented to her through the crack of the door.

" Stay down!" Aegon pushed the blonde haired girl's face into his mattress as he thrust into her from behind. The young woman tried to hold on everywhere, but Aegon didn't even really let her breathe or moan out loud.

The Targaryen closed his eyes as the images of his niece came back to him. Sprawled naked before him on her bed, her face twisted in pure pleasure, the feel of her skin under his fingers, and the taste of her. " Y/N!" He moaned freely. After all, the one below him was one of the whores he regularly had come to the castle and he paid her to help his imagination along.

" You can go then." Aegon's voice was cold. It brought the young Targaryen out of her thoughts. Y/N immediately turned around and literally ran into her room.

Startled, Y/N held her breath as she listened to her uncle repeat her name over and over as his movements quickened. The silver-haired girl wanted to turn away, to just leave, but she couldn't tear herself away from the sight of her uncle.

Even if she didn't want to, Y/N couldn't stop her thoughts. She imagined how she would be the woman under Aegon. Which brought back memories of his hands on her naked skin and his tongue exploring her body. With her teeth clenched tightly, her hand went into her pants of its own accord. Slowly her fingers began to circle on her bundle of nerves as Aegon's voice rang out again, moaning her name. This went on for several minutes until Y/N's legs began to shake as Aegon literally screamed her name out loud like a prayer and came inside the woman. Unknowingly, he helped his niece reach her climax at the same time. With a suppressed moan and a guilty conscience, Y/N had to stop herself from falling to the floor of the tunnel.

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Y/N had avoided Aegon like the plague. She had surrounded herself with her studies, resumed her combat training, and locked herself in her study. Where she even slept. Y/N couldn't stand the thought that Aegon was one room over, again screwing someone who wasn't her, but moaning her name in the process.

" You are avoiding me!" Aegon had moved to stand in front of his niece's desk and looked down at her seated form. " Before you complain again, I knocked on the door of your study. You just didn't listen."

At the sound of Aegon's voice, goosebumps formed on Y/N's skin that she neither wanted nor could keep down. She closed her eyes for a moment to get her breathing under control.

Opening her eyes and looking stubbornly at the parchment in front of her again, she tried to ignore his burning gaze. " No, I just don't have time for you." Aegon chuckled quietly. " What are you doing here Aegon?" Her uncle leaned down, propped both palms on the massive desk and tilted his head.

" To see if my favorite niece is still alive. You've been in here for days." The silver-haired Targaryen looked up to reply, but that was her downfall. When her eyes fell on his lips and the hungry expression in his eyes, her body tensed again.

With a quick movement, she stood up, turned away from him, and stood with her back to Aegon, at one of the many windows.

Her uncle followed hers and stood right behind her. Aegon placed one arm against the wall next to the window, the other on her hip. His head buried in her open hair, where he breathed in her smelling of roses. " How long are we going to do this stupid back and forth game?" The hand that was on Y/N's hip slowly moved up her back until it reached the hair at the nape of her neck. There Aegon brushed Y/N's hair out of the way, put his hand back on her hip and let his lips meet the now exposed skin. Y/N moaned out as Aegon applied more pressure to her hip, pressing his body closer to hers. Her hands went to the windowsill in front of her where she tried to dig in. She felt Aegon applying more pressure with his hips with each additional kiss on her skin. Y/N could feel his cock getting harder and harder.

" Aegon!" Y/N turned to him. She placed her hands on his chest and pushed him away from her a bit. With an annoyed sigh, he let go of her. But before Aegon could say anything his niece interrupted him. " I will not sleep with you Aegon!" " Why not, you want it too?!" " Because I'm not one of your sluts for one night! Even if you like to pretend that they are me." She didn't want to say the last, but Y/N couldn't stop it anymore. Aegon's head cocked to the side. " Where from?" " Does it matter?" " Y/N, first of all I want more from you than just one night and…" " What exactly do you want Aegon?!" Her uncle's hand tightened on the wall next to her. " You as my wife! Even though I keep finding that you drive me crazy!"

Surprised, she looked at him. " What?" " You heard me right. I want to marry you." "With me comes the throne you hate so much." Amused, Aegon expelled air from his lungs. " You sit on the throne as queen and I serve the queen as her devoted husband. My butt will never feel the throne, unless you want to ride me on it. I would have no objection to that then." Annoyed, Y/N looked at him.

Aegon looked deep into his niece's eyes, "Iksan aōhon se nyke va moriot emagon issare, ao sepār emagon naejot finally mazōregon nyke hae bona (I am yours and I always have been, you just have to finally accept me as that.)" There was a brief silence and Aegon feared Y/N would send him out. But she leaned towards him, his gaze fell on her lips and as his niece closed the last few inches between them, he kept his eyes open for a few more seconds to look at her closing eyelids and to be exactly sure. That if he closed his eyes, she would not simply disappear.

Y/N wrapped her arms around her uncle's neck and pulled him even closer. Aegon meanwhile placed both hands on her hips and squeezed gently. He would wait to see how far Y/N would go. What surprised Aegon even more then were the next words Y/N spoke.

"Jaelan ao uncle ( I want you uncle)!" Murmured Y/N without opening her eyes after they broke away from each other for air. She nipped at Aegon's lower lip, then opened her eyes after all to see his reaction, blinking innocently at him through her eyelashes.

Aegon looked down at his niece, searching for doubt and uncertainty in her gaze. But was confronted with his niece's almost burning lilac eyes. Tightening his grip on her hips, he pushed her backward against the wall and let his lips slam down on hers.

"Before we go any further…", Y/N squeezed harder with both hands. Aegon got wide-eyed and wanted to protest, which turned into a moan. " No more sluts. I'm the only woman in your bed or I'll make sure you won't be able to bed anyone anymore. Do you understand?!" Aegon just nodded and tried to move his hips faster as his hands buried themselves in Y/N dress. His head lowered to her chest as his moans grew louder. She took her hand away from his cock and pulled it out of his pants. The hand on his neck squeezed a little tighter. " I asked you a question Aegon!" Swallowing he looked at his niece again. Aegon wondered when he had lost control and Y/N had taken it over. But if he was to be honest with himself, he enjoyed it. " You are the only woman in my bed and in my life… My Queen."

Aegon lifted his niece by her thighs and carried her to her desk. Without thinking twice, he threw everything down and seated her on it. Immediately she spread her legs to let him between them.

" Tell me to stop, I'll do it and we'll wait until the wedding night…" Laughing, Y/N looked at him. One of her hands moved from his shoulders , right into his pants and grabbed his now hard cock. Slowly she started moving her hand up and down. Aegon almost choked on his own spit as he groaned in surprise.

" I thought you were always the innocent one of us all." His voice was no more than a whisper as he began to thrust his hips towards Y/N. Grinning, she shook her head. Her free hand went to Aegon's neck and squeezed a little. Immediately her uncle moaned loudly, which only increased Y/N's grin. For she knew right then that she had her uncle at her mercy.

Y/N's lips touched his again and her hands started to unbutton his top, which ended up with his pants in some corner of the room. Aegon grabbed Y/N by the waist and lifted her off the desk. Surprised, she cried out. " Aegon, what are you doing?" He turned her around and began untying the strings that held her dress in place.

Every inch of newly exposed bare skin, at her back he blessed with a loving kiss. Groaning, Y/N stretched her back and propped herself against her desk. When Aegon had worked his way through the many layers of Y/N's clothing and she stood naked before him, he turned her around by your shoulders. Again he let his gaze slide over her body. Aegon had to grin, because he just realized that this body would be his for the rest of his life. His to touch, his to admire.

Y/N looked closely at her uncle, placed her hand on his neck and pulled him to her again. Aegon bent gently down, placed his hands on his lover's thigh a repeated time and lifted her up. As he did so, they both moaned into the kiss. Aegon turned to face the couch and sat down with Y/N. Looking down at him from above, she grinned. " So you like it when the woman is in control?" Y/N put her hand around his neck again and squeezed. Aegon moaned as his hips moved up and hit Y/N's now wet pussy. Barely noticeable, she flinched and moaned out. " Only you my queen!"

Y/N lowered her lips to his. Ran her fingernails of her free hand over the skin on his chest, all the way down between the two's bodies. Aegon's grip on her hips grew stronger and she was sure in the morning his handprints could be seen. She grabbed her uncle's cock and held it tightly so she could lower herself onto him.

Aegon let go of her lips and moved to her neck to her breasts, where he took one nipple in his mouth and sucked on it while one hand massaged the other breast.

" Aegon!" Y/N had settled completely on top of him. He released her breasts and looked at her with lust in his eyes. " I like the way my name falls from your lips." Y/N rolled her eyes and began to slowly move up and down. Aegon's hands again found hold on her hips where he helped her find the right rhythm. His lips quickly found their place back on Y/N's breasts as he moaned her name over and over.

The silver-haired Targaryen picked up her pace, burying her hands in her uncle's hair as she did so. She pulled on them so that Aegon had to look at her again. Their lips met again.

" Who do you belong to?" Y/N's grip tightened in Aegon's hair and her gaze intensified. Aegon moaned out and noticed that his cock got even harder and started to twitch slightly. Which caused Y/N's walls to tighten around him. " Only to my queen! Only you!" Y/N sped up even more and Aegon tried everything not to come immediately.

The young Targaryen leaned forward to his ear. " My good boy!" Aegon groaned loudly and arched towards her. He knew he should be embarrassed, but he didn't want to hear anything but just that. So he nodded and pulled her to him for another kiss. His fingers placed Aegon against her bundle of nerves and massaged it.

" By the gods… Aegon right there!" He intensified the pressure and quickened his pace. " Aegon I…" He just nodded and noticed how they both climaxed together.

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Exhausted, Y/N let herself sink against Aegon's body. He immediately wrapped his arms around her and placed a kiss on her forehead. His cock was still deep inside his niece, but neither of them wanted to move right now.

" What else did I want to tell you dear niece." She whimpered slightly. " What's next?" " It is still not proper to watch others, especially not through a crack in a secret door." Aegon immediately noticed how Y/N tensed. Which elicited another groan from him and her. Y/N rose slightly to look at Aegon. When she saw his self-satisfied grin, she knew she had to do something about it. Again she began to move her hips painfully slowly and came close to her uncle. " It's also not proper to moan another woman's name and try to copy her look!" Aegon was about to say something, but Y/N grabbed his neck with one hand and his hair with the other. " I think I still have to teach you that!"

A/N: what do you think of the story?

I'm about to do a series for AemondxreaderxAegon, if you want to be tagged feel free to write me. Otherwise I wanted to open my request, so if you want a story or just have ideas. I have an open ear

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koiiiiijiii · 8 months

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i haven't seen such fic yet, but damn!! imagine being rhaenyra’s child who inherited her hair color and criston literally obsessed with you but he still has mixed feelings towards you, because he kind of hates your mother, and kind of hates you too, but he can't help when he feels a knot in his stomach and his throat dries up when he sees you sneaking around the castle, or on a dragon(vermithor the bronze fury?? omg!!)

so it’s hate/love relationship but in his head🫠

and imagine a scene where targaryen and velaryon boys are training with a bow, but you are ahead of aemond and criston is just furious (how dare you offend his favourit??) makes a remark to you that you should be at the castle with septa for sewing lessons, and you just smiled at all of them and run away, but he catch himself that he’s so in love with being mad at you…

hope you got what i tried to explain…

i need that fic omg!!

#[ ~ koi.talks🗣]#x reader #headcanon #rhaenyra targeryan #ser criston #criston x reader #criston cole #rhaenyra x criston #vermithor #yandere criston cole #obsessed #house of the dragon #hotd x reader #hotd imagine #imagine #hotd criston cole #hotd fanfic #hotd smut #team black

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The pain of love - Aemond Targaryen x Fem!reader (oc)

characters: Aemond targaryenxOc, past!Aemond Targaryenx Alys River, Future!HelaenaTargaryen xAemondTargaryen, Visenya Targaryen, Oc!Targaryen

Warnings: cheating, sad story with a hopeful ending, this is really angsty. Also I want you to know that HelaenaxAemond is for Helaena's safety, but Aemond never slept with her or anything, he just wanted her as a sister, it was more a way to keep his sister alive since the greens were losing. Visenya lives and is queen which means all of Rhaenyra and Daemon's children as lo Strong died in the war. After what Aemond did, he practically lived in selibate.The only living greens left were Helaena and her children who gave up their claim to the throne, and Aemond who became black. Lucerys died at the hands of Aegon II because I want it to be so.

Note:This is the first time I write about The Dragon House, so I'm sorry if there are any mistakes or errors. I hope you like it and if you want me to keep writing about this fandom or tag me in my next ones please share and give it a heart. It would help me to reblog and comment thank you! English is not my first language, sorry for the mistakes.

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In the dark days of the Kingdom of the Seven Kingdoms, when the shadow of the dragon loomed over the land, Prince Aemond Targaryen was in his prime. A brave and reckless knight, with silver hair and purple eyes, Aemond was a man whose destiny was intertwined with fire and honor.

Prince Aemond was married to the beautiful Lady Miriam, a lady of noble birth. With her golden hair and porcelain skin, she radiated incomparable sweetness and grace. However, although Aemond had pledged eternal fidelity to his wife, human passions are a wild torrent that sometimes sweep away even the strongest.

On a cold and dreary night, Aemond encountered the witch Alys Rivers, whose black hair and dark eyes reflected her unsettling power. Alys had a gift for mysteries and the forbidden arts. Her enigmatic figure attracted the prince like an irresistible magnet.

"Prince Aemond, you have awakened my darkest desires," Alys whispered with a captivating smile. "I know you have sworn allegiance to Lady Miriam, but love can be a dangerous maze."

Aemond, in his pride and weakness, fell to Alys' temptation. Together, they indulged in a forbidden passion and their secret encounters multiplied. But, like flames burning in fire, deception can never be hidden for long.

Time passed and Aemond began to realize the darkness that surrounded him. His love for Miriam had faded into the shadows of betrayal, and guilt weighed on his soul like a crown of thorns.

One day, when Aemond finally decided to end his infidelity and confess his sins to his wife, tragedy struck mercilessly. Lady Miriam gave birth to her son, but her life faded away along with the last breath of life she gave to her child.

Agony filled Aemond's heart as he held his son in his arms, a child destined to grow up without his mother's sweet guidance. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he cried out to heaven, begging for a second chance to make amends for his mistakes.

"Forgive me, Miriam. My greed and selfishness have torn us from your arms," Aemond whispered, his voice cracking with regret. "I swear by the gods old and new that I will protect our son and raise him with love and honor."

The death of Lady Miriam was the bitter price Aemond paid for his selfish acts. But from that day on, the prince redeemed himself and became a dedicated father and an exemplary knight.

Years later, Aemond and Miriam's son, Prince Rhaegon, grew up under his father's care and love. Aemond taught him the values of loyalty, sacrifice and righteousness. Together, father and son became a unifying force, restoring hope to a kingdom that had been devastated by treachery and war.

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Prince Aemond Targaryen learned that true love is not just a fleeting feeling, but an unwavering commitment. Though he had fallen into the clutches of temptation, he found redemption and built a legacy based on truth and loyalty. Aemond would never forget the price he paid for his deception, but his pain became an eternal flame that drove him to be a better man and an exemplary father.

The days after Lady Miriam's tragic death were somber and filled with grief for Prince Aemond Targaryen. Grief and remorse coiled in his heart, while the flames of guilt consumed his dreams each night. On one particular night, Aemond was plunged into a deep and vivid sleep, where he was transported to an ethereal and mystical realm. There, in a landscape bathed in a heavenly light, he found lady Miriam, radiant and wrapped in a soft white robe.

"I know the truth, Aemond," whispered lady Miriam, her voice echoing in the air like a sweet and distant melody. "I know of your treacherous acts, but I also know of your sincere repentance."

Tears welled up in the prince's eyes as he knelt before her. "My beloved Miriam, my heart is full of remorse and pain. I can never forgive myself for the harm I have caused you."

Miriam's smile was compassionate and full of love. "Aemond, although my life was taken from me too soon, the time we shared together was filled with happiness and joy. The love I felt for you transcends even death."

Aemond looked up, his eyes red and swollen from crying, searching for answers. "Do you forgive me, Miriam, despite all I have done?"

An aura of peace and forgiveness surrounded Miriam as she extended her hand toward him. "My dear husband, life is a road full of mistakes and learning. We all make mistakes and what matters is how we pick ourselves up and redeem ourselves. I forgive you, Aemond. Allow me to carry that weight of your actions and leave in peace."

Miriam's words resonated deep within Aemond's being, filling him with a mixture of gratitude and sadness. He took Miriam's hand, feeling its soft, comforting warmth.

"I promise you, Miriam, that I will dedicate the rest of my life to honoring your memory and raising our son with love and righteousness," Aemond whispered with determination.

Miriam nodded with a smile filled with pride and tenderness. "I know you will keep that promise, Aemond. The future of our house depends on you."

The dream slowly began to fade, and Aemond clung desperately to the image of Lady Miriam. He knew he had to face reality and assume his new role as father and leader.

Upon awakening, Aemond found himself with a new sense of purpose. He remembered Miriam's words in his dream and found comfort in her forgiveness. He vowed to honor her every day of his life and become the man she always knew he could be.

From that day forward, Prince Aemond Targaryen carried Miriam's memory with him every step he took. With a heart full of love and gratitude, he vowed to be a beacon of hope and righteousness in a kingdom ravaged by darkness.

As the years passed, Prince Rhaegon Targaryen, son of Aemond, grew into a brave and handsome knight. His heart, however, belonged to Princess Visenya, daughter of his uncle Daemon Targaryen and his sister Rhaenyra Targaryen. From the moment they met, the spark of love ignited between them, like a fire burning unchecked.

Aemond watched intently the blossoming of love between his son and Visenya. He saw in Rhaegon's eyes the same passion and devotion he had felt for Lady Miriam. His heart was filled with joy and at the same time with concern, for he knew all too well the complications that could arise from a love entangled in the tangle of his family's history.

When Rhaegon decided to court Visenya, Aemond offered his advice and support. He knew that his son was brave and wise, capable of making decisions that would lead to a prosperous future for both of them. Thus, Rhaegon and Visenya met secretly, under the blanket of the starry night, swearing eternal love to each other at every encounter.

Finally, the day came when Rhaegon and Visenya decided to unite their destinies in marriage. It was a time of celebration and hope, but also of trepidation, for the shadow of the Dance of Dragons still lurked in the kingdom.

Aemond made sure that his son's wedding was splendorous and memorable. The seven kingdoms gathered to witness the union of two powerful lineages, and promises of eternal love were sealed with oaths and blessings.

As the war between Queen Rhaenyra and her uncle Aegon progressed, Aemond found himself at a crossroads. His loyalty to his sister and his family was strong, but he also recognized that he could not betray the sacred vows he had made to Lady Miriam.

He decided to protect and respect his sister Helaena Targaryen, though he knew he could never love her the way he had loved Miriam. He took her hand in marriage, sealing a pact of loyalty and care, but in his heart, the memory of Lady Miriam still burned like an eternal candle.

The war came to an end with the death of Aegon and Rhaenyra, and peace settled over the Seven Kingdoms once more. Aemond, however, knew that his time was running out. As he grew older, he felt the weight of his promise to Miriam grow stronger, and his desire to join her in the afterlife grew stronger every day.

Finally, the time came for his departure. With his heart filled with honor and faithfulness to Miriam, Aemond said goodbye to his loved ones and closed his eyes for the last time.

The entire kingdom mourned the loss of a noble prince and a brave knight. His legacy was marked by his dedication to the memory of Lady Miriam and his unconditional love for his son and sister.

In the annals of history, the name of Aemond Targaryen was remembered as a man who sacrificed his own happiness for the welfare of his family. His life was a testament to honor and loyalty, and his death was the ultimate act of love for his beloved Miriam, joining her in eternity.

Visenya's coronation as Queen of the Seven Kingdoms marked a new chapter in the history of House Targaryen. Alongside her, Rhaegon assumed his role as king consort, ready to support his beloved in all her decisions.

With the coronation of Visenya as queen of the Seven Kingdoms and Rhaegon as king consort, hope and love bloomed once again in the land. The years passed and the fruits of their love materialized in two children: Aemond II and Miriam II.

Fate, with its curious irony, intertwined the paths of Aemond II and Miriam II in an unexpected way. From a young age, the two royal heirs met and discovered a deep and special bond that transcended kinship. In their hearts, a pure and genuine love began to grow, defying the rumors and shadows of the past.

The people, captivated by the history that seemed to be repeating itself, watched the relationship between the two young heirs with suspicion and hope. Some feared that tragedy might repeat itself, while others were confident that this time fate would grant them a lasting and happy love story.

Finally, Aemond II and Miriam II decided to marry, defying the doubts and fears that surrounded them. United by love and determination to build a better future, they vowed to rule the Seven Kingdoms in love and harmony, following the legacy of their ancestors.

Under their reign, the Seven Kingdoms flourished in an era of peace and prosperity. Aemond II and Miriam II ruled with wisdom, justice and compassion, guided by the love they shared and the lesson of their predecessors. The townspeople found hope in their union and saw in them a symbol of hope and redemption.

The story of Aemond II and Miriam II became a legend in the Seven Kingdoms. Their unwavering love and dedication to their people were admired and remembered for generations. Their reign marked a new chapter in history, where love and commitment became the pillars of a unified kingdom.

And so, in the heart of the Seven Kingdoms, Aemond II and Miriam II ruled together, building a legacy of love and harmony. Their story proved that, despite adversity, true love can prevail and that even in the darkest of times, there is hope for a bright and promising future.

And so, their love endured through time, uniting the Seven Kingdoms under their reign and leaving a legacy of everlasting love.

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why-what-no · 9 months

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Would anyone potentially be interested in like, “Being their child would include” Headcanons for both Rhaenyra & Alicent?

I originally was gonna stay away from making HOTD content, but I’m constantly emotional about those two, so…. LMK

#HoTD #house of the dragon #game of thrones #got #rhaenyra targaryen #alicent hightower #hotd rhaenyra #hotd alicent #team rhaenyra #team alicent #rhaenyra headcanons #Alicent Headcanons #hotd headcanon #Alicent Hightower Headcanons #rhaenyra targeryan Headcanons #alicent x reader #rhaenyra x reader #Alicent Hightower x reader #rhaenyra targeryan xreader

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bugshideaway · 9 months

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| the black queen

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fatherforgivethem · 7 months

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Thinking of the twins first birthday party. A modern take

- Aegon and Helaena are extremely excited to celebrate Jaehaera and Jaehaerys’ first birthday and they go ALL OUT!

- Like, they get a moon bounce, a bunch of candy machines, and a little petting zoo. Aegon was able to talk Helaena down on the chocolate fountain

- They invite the whole family and they have the party in their backyard

- All of the younger kids, and Daeron, are on the moon bounce, and Alicent, Criston, and Rhaenyra can be spotted in the petting zoo with rabbits on their laps

- While people want to hold the birthday babies, the only people that Aegon and Helaena have allowed to hold them are Alicent and Criston and their younger brothers. They would rather have them tucked against them. Always making sure that they’re safe and happy

- The cake is huge and they help the twins blow out the candles. There are hundreds of pictures and videos of the twins eating their cake and getting it all over their faces

- When the night is finally over, they tuck the twins in bed and end up falling asleep right next to them because they are so exhausted from the party

#aegon ii targaryen #helaena targaryen #helaegon #modern au #alicent hightower #aemond targaryen #daeron targaryen #jaehaera targaryen #jaehaerys targaryen #ser criston cole #rhaenyra targeryan #headcanon #hotd #helaegon nation we rise

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chic-beyond-the-wall · 7 months

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What Daenerys Targaryen would wear

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ludwig-holy-blade · 1 year

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Love and Duty

Plot: In a time of crisis King Viserys makes a choice that effects both Rhaenyra and you.

Daemon Targaryen & Rhea Royce!Son x Rhaenyra Targaryen:

Commander of the City Watch: In an effort to familiarize you with the people of King's Landing your uncle Viserys, in all his wisdom, placed you in charge of the City Watch of King's Landing. A role which once belonged to your father. You set to work immediately. You wouldn’t say that the City Watch was inept, so much as it was toothless. Your father treated his men like a band of thugs and brigands. Better suited to thrashing poor folk and brutalizing women and children than actually functioning as enforcers of the law. This would have to change.

Enlisting the aid of Rhaenyra and Alicent you began the process of weeding out the members of the City Watch you could neither rely on nor trust. Out of two hundred and thirty only ninety met your standards. This decision was, unpopular, amongst the nobility and Viserys was pressured to replace you. It was only Rhaenyra and Queen Aemma who could convince him not to. They asked him to trust you and he did.

Your plan was simple. You appointed a captain beneath you in this case you chose Harwin Strong, a strong warrior, loyal son and trusted ally of the crown. He was in charge of properly training the men in the use of short swords and shields as well as crossbows. In the interim, a multitude of men at arms from House Royce were sent to act as temporary City Watchmen and help keep the peace. In a six months your plan had already shown fruit, the men were not great warriors but understood how to operate as small individual units that could respond and act quickly. You decided to take them on their first true test.

In the dark of the night. Under a moonless, starless sky choked by dark clouds the City Watch of King's Landing moved silently, their gold cloaks left long behind. You led from the front, Captain Strong by your side as your approached your target. Within the largest brothel in Flea Bottom, a place called The Rutting House, lay the largest Rat Pit assembly in the city. The Royce men at arms surrounded the building with a ring of tower shields, an impenetrable wall to stop any from escaping. You and your ninety men entered the building, took control of the top level then descended in to the lowest of the seven hells.

The Rat Pit was filthy, covered in grime and shit, stains of beer, wine and otherwise unsavory liquids caked the floor and the pungent aroma of piss pervaded the entire room. You and your men entered silently through the hidden passage and when every man was there you struck. At the sight of ninety armed and armored men wielding swords and maces most of the people scattered, some collapsed in fright and few fought back. Taking this Rat Pit was easy bloody but easy.

The true horror came after, nearly three-hundred men and women were arrested and sent to dungeons and nearly one-hundred and twenty children rescued from the pits, their teeth filed into fangs, starved and forced to fight for food they were barely human. At the appalling sight one-hundred and twenty abused children some of your men wept, other vomited at the sight of the ones that were dead and left you rot. You nearly joined them. No the horror was special for you however, as the children were being carried out and taken to the maesters and septa waiting in the Red Keep you scanned the crowd shackled criminals and among them you found a familiar face. Framed by his silver hair now messy after having been forced to the ground. Your father's violet eyes stared long into yours.

The King's Justice: You were commended by the King and his small council for your success but then the real work began. Weeks and weeks of trial and sentencing, you and Rhaenyra hearing men and women attempt to justify their being at the Rat Pit. Many went to the wall, many others were executed by your own hand. All the while one man's face burned inside your mind.

The matter was to be settled privately your uncle said, between family. Your father was apparently a frequent patron of the Rat Pits and held no remorse for doing so. "Why should I?" He said. " Are we not closer to gods than men?" You were enraged, your uncle was less so, more annoyed. Rhaenyra didn’t know what to do. She loved her uncle, truly she did, but the Rat Pits were awful she knew from her new attendants. Following the fall of the Rutting House you had brought every boy from the Rat Pits into the City Watch they would be trained, fed, housed and most importantly cared for by the City Watch which they would one day join. She however had taken in the girls. Some as young as six, Rhaenyra had seen many made into the her personal servants which she lavished with gifts and kindnesses. The rest were taken into the Red Keep and made staff members. The stories they told her chilled Rhaenyra to her very bones.

After many days of arguing and fighting, accusations and excuses Viserys came to a decision. Daemon would leave King's Landing, return to your mother and remain there until after the birth of the he and Aemma's next child. You were not satisfied. Before he could leave you had one demand, he must leave Darksister here. His response was expected. "If you do desire my sword boy, come and claim it." So the challenge was made. At dawn the following day you and your father were to duel for the possession of Darksister.

A Duel of Blood: Rhaenyra and Alicent came to you the night before, they didn’t want to see you harmed. You were offended by their lack of belief, you had been training every day for nearly your entire life, you were well trained not to mention already taller and thicker with muscle than your father and with Lamentation. You felt your victory was assured.

Dawn came and many gathered, nobles, the small council, Viserys and Aemma as well as Rhaenyra and Alicent however reluctantly. Your father was dressed in ceremonial armar adorned with a dragon shaped helm and black and red armor with Darksister out on display. You however dressed in simple steel plate with gambeson. The most filigree you had was bronze inlay on the steel demarcating it as Royce armor.

Duel began equally, neither of you striking merely testing each other. Both of you had shields so most blows were simply swiped away, then Daemon set in. A flurry of blows came your way each barely blocked by your shield. Eventually an opening came and you parried with Lamentation, breaking his momentum and you began a slow march of strikes. Not nearly as fast but dangerously strong, massive cleaves quickly turning Daemon's shield into kindling.

Daemon was cleaver however and used what was left of his shield to punch you. Despite the protection of the helm you were still shocked and staggered back giving him an opportunity to disarm and send Lamentation flying into the dirt. You had Darksister pointed at you and little room to move so instead of leap for the sword you charged with the shield, battering Darksister out of his hand. Tackling him to the ground you removed his helm and called him to yield. He refused. You began to strike him, over and over and over again years of rage and sadness and abandonment boiling over as you took it all out on your father. So vicious and prolonged was the attack that Harold Westerling had to drag you off of him. You thought you heard somebody screaming, later Viserys told you it was in fact you who was screaming. You were declared the victor and later that day your father left, leaving Darksister behind and without a word to you.

Rhaenyra came your room later that night, none had seen you since the duel. She found you still in your armor, sitting in your chair staring at the wall where Darksister now hung. She comforted you, told you you had done the right thing. That it was justice. But some how this get hollow, like you hadn’t actually done anything. She only asked you why you wanted Darksister and finally you spoke. "Because he was unworthy of it. Because he proved himself no better than a criminal, he dishonored himself, this House, my mother and me. He is unworthy of his position, of the love we give him and of the loved ones he was soiled." Somewhere in your rant, you began to weep, hot thick tears falling from your face as you finally broke. Rhaenyra held you as you began to weep into her shoulder and she realized something then. All you wanted was to be loved, by the father who’d abandoned you, the mother who’d barely raised you by the family you had come to love to faithfully. Rhaenyra began to weep herself as she drew you close and held you tightly.

Happinesses End: Queen Aemma was pregnant. A blessing to be sure but also a great risk, many of her previous pregnancies had been not only fruitless but dangerous leaving her bedridden for weeks on end. The realm rejoiced as well as King Viserys but the invisible sword of what could be was impossible to ignore. Rhaenyra was elated, she would be happy with a new brother but the thought of a sister brought her inexplicable joy. You yourself were happy with the news, a surprise to many but you understood that you’re position as heir was incumbent on whether this child was a Prince or Princess. If it were a Princess than you maintained your position, if it were a Prince than you were free to explore other interests.

You and Rhaenyra devoted much of your time to Aemma, attending to many of her needs yourselves. Aemma often couldn’t help but smile to herself as she noticed many of Rhaenyra’s sidelong glances towards you, taking in your tall, muscular form in a borderline leering manner. She also noticed how soft you had become around Rhaenyra, smiling and laughing with her, even cracking jokes from time to time. She and Viserys couldn’t help but giggle to themselves in private when she recounted the days events to him. The months rolled on and all seemed right with Aemma and in celebration of the coming birth of the new Targaryen Prince or Princess Viserys declared a tourney.

The tourney was magnificent, splendid and in your opinion incredibly wasteful and stress inducing. As commander of the City Watch you were now responsible with securing King's Landing. Luckily with new recruits and Harwin's aid you were able to declare the city secure, mostly. You sat in the royal box next to Rhaenyra, attempting to take in her beauty as stealthily as possible when through the tourney gate your father rode in on a black stallion. You stood to confront him, had it not been for Viserys commanding you to stay and Rhaenyra grabbing you, you would have confronted him then. The tourney continued on, many people lost many won, some were injured and a few of them died. But during the high point of the tourney, Viserys was dragged off by Otto Hightower turning your mood sour and the worry began to cloud your mind, you couldn’t even find joy in watching your father being knocked into the dirt. Eventually you went to find out more and when you walked toward the birthing room Lord Commander Westerling got in your way, the two of you stared challengingly in the hallway, the stand off breaking when one of Aemma's screams broke out of the room.

You forced past Westerling and into the room only to see the maester cutting into the Queen while Viserys clutched violently to his wife's hand. You moved to strike the maester only to be tackled by Westerling. You were held down and while you couldn’t see what was happening you could hear it and the sound of Aemma's screams over the splitting of her flesh as she begged for her life would come to haunt you forever more. You finally ripped yourself free only to be confronted by the sight of Viserys holding the tiny body of the baby Prince and Rhaenyra locked in place within the doorway as tears poured down her face.

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