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Modern green brothers commission for @shen_sart 💞

Had a lot of fun with them, I’d draw them all the time!!

Also Sunfyre the golden(retriver) mentioned!!

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Omega x Omega Lucemond WIP

I’m so sorry my mind went down another rabbit hole when the topic of two pregnant omegas on lucemond nation discord spiraled. I can’t justify why I’m writing this instead of working on other fics.

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Viserys II and Aegon III as The Princes in the Tower I've had this sitting in my procreate for months but i finally got around to finishing it

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The lucemond drawing belongs to @wickedcircle

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Does anyone rewatch this scene just to hear the grunt? 👀

EWAN MITCHELL as AEMOND TARGARYEN House of the Dragon — 2.04 "The Red Dragon and the Gold" Requested by @saltandfire-blog! <3

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Ahhh thank youuuu!!

Now I can stop rewinding and fast forwarding the same few seconds 😅😅

EWAN MITCHELL as AEMOND TARGARYEN House of the Dragon — 2.04 "The Red Dragon and the Gold" Requested by @saltandfire-blog! <3

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Since we still have no Daeron casting, but filming starts quite soon, I've found and quickly coloured an experimental sketch of Daeron, who looks more like his mother😅💙

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SAME.

he's a monstrous heartless villain to YOU. he's a pinup girl to me

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The Queen and her Scarlet Shadow

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THIS IS KILLING ME

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While I thrive on the idea that Vhagar is senile and simply mistook Aemond for Visenya, I also occasionally let my heart break with this:

Vhagar thought Aemond was Laena.

We don't know why dragons bond with the people they do, but I like to think it has a lot to do with vibes. Like, the physical make-up isn't really that important because at some point, dragons are so much bigger than their riders and their riders change their hair and their clothes so much that dragons are just like 'oh yeah you look different that's nothing new.'

So, they go off vibes.

And Vhagar clocks Aemond and she sees this tiny little kid so brave and bold and persistent, just like Laena because she'd only been twelve when she claimed Vhagar, and Vhagar just sighs and shakes her head as this little kid climbs on her back because for a moment, Vhagar was feeling heartbroken and guilty for letting Laena go so easily.

But now it's all ok because she's back and they get to spend all their time flying in the clouds and being happy.

And then, well, Luke cuts out Aemond's eye.

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Team Black. House of the Dragon fanart.

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A drama in three acts.

Someone reposted one of these and called the whole ordeal "the great escape" and it made me cackle so much.

Aegon Targaryen, our smol escape artist.

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Seasmoke, dragon humanization 💙

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HOTD | Aemond and Lucerys pouring all their love and affection into letters that the other will never receive. (Because Otto is an asshole and steals them, at the cost at his own mental health)

Text in panel behind cut for easier reading:

Text here for easier reading

Taoba, why do you choose to torment me so. Was it not enough that you have taken my eye, now you must steal my heart and my mind?

That single glance of you at the training yard was enough to stoke a fire I have never experienced before. You occupy every moment of my thoughts. I burn for you. I want to grab your arms, push you down onto my bed. I want to bury my head in between your thighs.

If you would not reply my letters, then why must you insist on giving me those glances at dinner? Those desperate, lingering glances, as if you do not see how much I burn for you?

Qybor. This is my fifth letter this week. Will it once again go unanswered? You must think me a fool, but I am not. I am merely a weak individual driven mad by love for own uncle. What would it take for you to answer? I would not just give you my eye, I will give you my heart and my body. Let me lay down on your bed. Let me worship every inch of your lean, beautiful, sculpted body. Even just for one night. 

I receive such mixed messages from you, dearest Aemond. You refuse to answer my letters, yet you spit fire at any squire who even smiles in my direction. I confess, I have taken to smiling back at them, if only to provoke your ire. It is better than being ignored.

Otto who wishes he doesn’t have to intercept Aemond and Lucerys’ letters, he doesn’t WANT to read all of this sappy, smutty, saccharine letters written by these pervs, but is forced to because 

1) Otto must know all their secrets. 

(As TMI as they all are)

2) maybe this was all a ploy by Daemon to communicate to his spies in code. 

(IT IS PERFECTLY IN CHARACTER FOR THAT DEPRAVED MAN TO USE HIS SON’S LOVE LETTERS TO TALK TO HIS SPIES)

Nobody appreciates how much he SUFFERS for this family, he is SO sick of this. And the letters aren’t stopping with time, if anything it has ESCALATED with age, these jerks went from one raven a week to two a day, he is SUFFERING. 

Otto: I surrender. Just free me from the torment of reading their letters.  

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Nature has cleared up so much that I can draw sketches in the morning again just like that. I dreamed that I had a friend: a cosplayer of Aemond. He looked just like the original, and his character was adequate. He also turned out to be a text roleplayer. We chatted about pairings, discussed who ships and roleplays whom. I was like: "And who are you?" Then I look at him and: "Oh, right…"