#Maena

[playboydax]

Maena smiled softly as she cuddled with her fiancé. The witch was so in love with him. He's all she ever thought about. Her soft body pressing into him as her fingers traced shapes into his chest. Maena let her mind wander before whispering into his ear. "I have some ideas for our new channel~" She said softly to him with a small devious smirk.

Dax held her softly as they laid together. He had his eyes shut as he enjoyed the gentle sounds of Maena's breath, and the comforting feel of her touches and her warmth. One eye then peeked open, with his own mischievous smirk appearing, as he heard her prompt. "I'm listening~", he replied softly, eager to hear her suggestion.

[askdax]

Test of bravery

Closed rp for @hellforestrp

Dax stood in the middle of the living room, his VR headset over his eyes and controllers in each hand. He'd finished his workout and his daily chores, and was now just waiting for Maena to return from her shift at the local library, as usual. Today he decided to pass the time with a new game he'd downloaded recently. Judging just by his movements, this didn't seem like the usual games he enjoyed. His hands reached out in front of him, moving slowly and delicately, as if he were shifting and placing puzzle pieces made of the most fragile glass. He breathed deeply and steadily, and yet one could still hear the slight quiver of stress and fear in his throat. Whatever he was playing, it wasn't for the faint of heart. No pun intended.

[sins-of-warriors]

Breeding for an heir- with Maena and Tryndamere

A few weeks had passed since the Barbarian King took the witch away to his clan, he reassure her all the way to the frozen tundra that she will be welcome and treated as family and his people did so, welcoming her with a feast and party.

However inside the warlord tent when both of them where alone the large man would release his full passion, picking her up into his arms and filling her with a barrage of kisses and sensual caresses.

"Tell me... How... Many children... You want?... Three.... Five?" He asked as if those numbers where the common amount as he drives ve his thick and hard cock into her pussy, her legs hooked on his shoulders so his thrust could reach her womb with ease, the speed and wild force making her body shake under him.

@hellforestrp

[lemonhemlock]

I love Maegor but people who unironically say he is a feminist or was misunderstood just pisses me off 🤮

my personal interpretation was that he named aerea heir bc he was obsessed with rhaena and wanted to "appropriate" her daughter as a means of bringing her (rhaena) closer to him

but, while i find that idea intriguing, it has nothing to do with him being a secret feminist :)) it's safe to say he had a weird fixation on women in general, i don't even think gender equality or inequality is remotely the right framework for whatever was going on in maegor's head

also tyanna was a particularly manipulative and sadistic person, specifically suited for that position. maegor most likely wanted an unhinged person as master of whisperers and there wasn't anyone more unhinged and whom he trusted more than tyanna. truly breaking the glass ceiling here 💪

[beautifulbizarremagazine]

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[chronivore]

[the-blackbird-roleplays]

A Priceless Treasure

(Closed RP with @hellforestrp)

Kuro smiled in Jackson Square, letting the late-morning sun warm him as the sounds of street musicians playing jazz reached his ears. Tourists milling about the square and marveling at the street performers and artists selling either a brief moment's entertainment or a hand-painted souvenir... But there was only one hand he was worried about at that moment... And that was the hand currently clutched tightly in his own.

"Are you ready, love?" He smiled at Maena, biting his lip as he looked her over, thankful she'd chosen a more elegant outfit for this meeting. "A man of God shouldn't be kept waiting... Though I'd wager he's absolutely not expecting us..."

[playboydax]

Dream Big

Closed RP with @hellforestrp

Both Maena, the lovely forest witch, and her big, buff fiancé Dax slept peacefully in each other’s arms after a long but productive day. The stillness of the night was only broken be their soft, slow breaths as each dreamed their own little dreams. While Dax’s mind simply drifted from one scenario to another in a relatively unremarkable fashion, Maena was on the verge of playing out a rather stimulating fantasy. Even though she already had a virile lover right next to her, it seemed that a part of her wondered, “But what if... more?”

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Maena entered her cottage after returning from an errand. As she placed a full shopping bag on the kitchen counter, her attention was caught by Dax calling to her from the bedroom. “Is that you, Maena? Before you put anything away, could you come back here for a moment? I need to show you something important.” His tone was neither stern nor excited. It just seemed very casual.

[askdax]

The Most Wonderful Time

A closed RP with @hellforestrp

Dax walked through the snow up to the forest cottage, returning from his trip into town. He'd spent the past few weeks trying to find the perfect Christmas present for Maena, both online and in the local shops, and he'd finally found something on the afternoon of Christmas Eve. He held the wrapped gift under his arm as he approached the house. He opened the door and stepped in from the cold.

The warmth of the home was just what Dax needed after so much time outside shopping. He took off his thick winter wear and put it away before looking for Maena further inside. "Mae, I'm home", he called out.

[sins-of-warriors]

3D Fantasy 1B with Maena and whoever you want to use.

3D Fantasy 1B

Tryndamere grunt in delight as he held her lovely witch by the waist, lifting her hips to be easy prey of his wild and savage thrusts, no matter how much had passed from their first meeting the hunger for her, and with his greatest strength manhandle her was an easy feat and he could focus on giving her an unforgettable experience.

Alto he was not being gentle having himself being controlled by his lust the rams of his manhood strike deep into her womb, the girth spreading her walls with each motion as he growled like a wolf "Maena, you feel so good... Can't stop" one of his hands slide down her body and take a hold on one of her breasts, squeezing and gripping her perfect form as her body keeps being shaken by the raw strength of his motions.

[lemonhemlock]

Thoughts on Maegor i and Aenys i ?

not a ton of super developed thoughts, but i did ponder a bit on targaryen foundational myths here with the choice of these two very, very different personalities as brothers. i also have a maegor tag for some fun back-and-forth with the ole anons

generally-speaking i enjoy maegor as a character bc he is SO over-the-top and his actions are so tremendously villainous it goes into moustache-twirling territory for me & i can't take him seriously. nearly every paragraph in his story legit makes me want to make the sign of the holy cross on myself. i, a reddit atheist. (jk jk) his stans are very, very strange though. i'm wary of targnation people who say they like maegor; they manage to come up with the most headache-inducing takes.

that being said!!! i feel like there should be more maegor content?? like, there are so many interesting - and dark! - avenues fans could explore via headcanons and fics. for example, i kind of think maegor/rhaena has a lot of potential as the fandom's next problematic ship that could start wars and get people cancelled? off the page she does feel a little like the one who got away in that visenya's marriage proposal between maegor and rhaena gets rejected, but he still ends up marrying her. you could even say he goes out of his way to do it?? by killing her brother-husband and defying the Faith's dogma (yet again!!) to marry her?? he even names her daughter aerea as his heir??

i mean, he was relentless in trying to get a son of his own, so there wasn't really any need for him to do that. he went so long without a named heir and took three (!) additional wives for this very purpose, so why would he suddenly feel the need to name a little girl? i wonder if he didn't do it out of some sentiment, since that little girl was rhaena's specifically. if he were to die without children, why would he even care who succeeded him anyway? jaehaerys and alysanne were also alive, yet he chose aerea specifically.

also rhaena is said to have tried to kill him during their wedding night, so that sounds pretty spicy! yet maegor with the terrible temper tantrums is not mad at her and names her daughter his heir the next day? while disinheriting jaehaerys? crazy! but! when rhaena flees!! he orders the hightowers to behead rhaella as punishment! what a silly goofy guy hhhehe! idk, i just find it interesting.

maegor also seems to have a bit of a power struggle with alyssa velaryon as well, i'm surprised he didn't try to marry her too. there is something to this idea of maegor ridding himself of his male relatives so as to rule over / control the female members of his family. maegor as the most unlikely (and awful) president of the targaryen ladies fanclub - there's a concept to ruminate over

another one of maegor's marriages which i find under-discussed is his first one, with ceryse hightower. the high septon's niece. not the most well-matched couple, though? she's 23, he's 13. so why? an attempt at assimilation mayhaps? the hightowers trying to integrate the targaryens further into westerosi society? (the faith was opposed to his marriage to rhaena) in any case, they were married for 14 years before maegor got a second wife, yet we have no information on how they got along. ceryse always maintained she was maegor's rightful and only wife. the dynamic with alys and tyanna must have been insane.

to come back a little to aenys. the idea that this weakling king managed to have such a fruitful marriage and sire so many children (and was popular with the ladies too!) whereas maegor was an abject failure in that regard.... lends itself to some narrative irony. :))

[valaenatargaryensdragon]

Hiii can u write part 2 about Maegor when the stepson is older and again like Aemond he became a amazing warrior. His father family can to petition Maegor about something and reader ia there with her new kids ans her son. Her ex husband family is panicking when the son calm Maegor father and because he doesn’t use an eye patch. There’s a ruby in the place of the eye he lost. He’s basically a mini Maegor without write hair. His mother and stepfather’s are proud.

A/N: I hope you like this!

pairing: Fanon!Maegor Targaryen x Reader

summary: Maegor when the stepson is older and again like Aemond he became an amazing warrior. His father's family came to petition in front of Maegor about something and reader is there with her new kids and her son. Her ex husband's family is panicking when the son calls Maegor father and because he doesn’t use an eye patch. There’s a ruby in the place of the eye he lost. He’s basically a mini Maegor without white hair. His mother and stepfather are proud.

Word count: 1,5K

Warnings: Angst, Fluff

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Garvey hissed moving out of the way before the sword could hurt him and deflected it easily with his dagger. His right hand adorned with a sword and his left with a dagger. As usual a crowd had formed around him and his personal guard to watch them spar, a friendly daily occurrence, sometimes you came to watch him along with his siblings and sometimes you his stepfather decided to join. This day however you both were busy preparing for a petition, his old family the Grey family was coming soon. Garvey was twenty and six now, at the hight of his strength.

His older brothers who were twins were fighting over lands and the title of Lord, again. Garvey raised his foot and kicked his guard in the chest sending him on his back powerless and moved to place his sword at the guard's neck and his dagger over his stomach.

"I yield" The guard called, two words Garvey had heard from the same man every single day for the passed three or so years. Garvey smirked and moved to stand up straight and helped the guard up.

The crowd around them exploded into applause for him. The Grey that was raised among dragons. His hair was long enough to reach his shoulder but he tied the front of it back to show his face, to show his scar like his stepfather told him to do, show it proudly. Maegor had gifted him a ruby to place in place of his eye and now he had one grey eye and one red eye.

His remaining eye paused when the gates opened and two wagon houses rolled in with the flags of house Grey waving in the wind. Garvey turned to his sister Maena who was ten and six, the only one of his siblings to have showed up that day to watch him, not surprising considering the fact that they were in love and in the process of convincing his mother and her father to let them marry instead of marrying her to her younger brother Aegon. She gave him a small smile and moved to wrap her arm around his.

"Come brother, you must wash before the petition" She scolded. he obeyed and let her pull him away from the crowd and into the Red Keep again.

Garvey bathed quickly and changed to wear the clothes you probably sent for him, black trousers with a red tunic to top it, the colours of house Targaryen. When he stepped into the throne he was announced by one of the guards.

"Lord Garvey of house Targaryen and Mormont" The entire Grey family whipped around to look at him, he was announced by the last name of his stepfather and his mother, your last name, Mormont, it was unheard of to be announced by the house name of the mother.

Maegor smirked watching their reactions atop his throne of swords and turned to look at you. You were glaring at your old stepdaughter whose son was the one to maim your son but when Garvey stepped in your face morphed into a proud smile watching him strut closer to the throne. The Grey family moved to the sides forming a walkway for him leading to the throne, some of the women gasped in horror at the sight of the scar and missis eye uncovered and instead a ruby in its place. Garvey bowed to Maegor before moving to stand by your side.

Maena snicked by Maegor's other side at their reactions. Maegor face softened when he looked at her admiring Garvey and him smiling back at her from the other side. Aegon who was only ten and two, the age where he despised his older sister and thought all girls disgusting. Beside Aegon stood your third child from Maegor and the last, a little son of five namedays who was called Viserys.

"You're late, Garvey" Maegor scolded, however his tone was light and made Garvey raise a teasing eyebrow.

"Apologies, father" Garvey's heart fluttered with joy at the horrified gasps.

"What is the meaning of this?" Dannis, the oldest of the twins hissed glaring up at the king.

"Why is our brother calling your grace father? Disrespectful shit needs to be punished, your grace, we apologise for our uneducated brother" Laina, his sister scrambled to say, trying to get on the good graces of Maegor. The sister who taught her son that what he did ti Garvey was okey because he was weak. Maegor burst out laughing much to their shock. You giggled behind your hand.

"No one will touch my son, Lady Laina, Garvey is the son I did not father but raised and soon he will be the husband of my eldest and heir, Maena" Maegor gestured to Maena. She gasped turning to look at her father as if awaiting him to say that it was a joke but he did not. You winced a little finding this queer but did not spoke up, your children loved each other and the King himself betrothed them, you had no say in the matter so you chose to ignore the fact that they were siblings and was happy for them.

"An honour, your grace" Laina stumbled a little. Her son's eyes were wide looking around before settling on Maena, that fucker. Garvey's fists clenched when he noticed who that little shit was looking.

"But wouldn't my son, Randar, be a better match? he is whole after all" Laina pushed her son closer to the throne. Your hand snapped to Maegor's shoulder squeezing it tightly, furry build into your form when she dared to look at you and smirk.

"Lady Laina, it would do you well to learn your place. Slandering my wife's first born will end with your head on a spike!" Maegor yelled, slamming his hand down on the metal handle of the throne, one of the rings on his fingers hitting the metal harder than the rest letting the sound of metal echo around the room. "His lost eye does not make him any less of a man"

"Garvey" Your calm voice followed Maegor's loud and booming voice. You took a step forward letting your hand slide down Maegor's arm and let him hold your hand instead. Garvey turned to look at you instead of glaring at his sister.

"Do tell me son, when was the last time you lost a fight either in the training yard or at a tourney?" You asked, calm on the outside but fuming on the inside and Maegor knew from the deathly grip you had on his hand but he did not mention it, he never complained and instead always said he was too strong to fell pain from it.

"Three years ago mother" Garvey answered, a smirk returned to his face. You smiled proudly and turned to look at Randar.

"When was the last time you won a tourney?" You asked. Maegor smirked noticing the change in the question.

"Never" Randar mumbled ashamed. Laina wanted to jump at you and kill you in your spot but you were queen now, she could not do that.

"In that case who is the better match husband? One who never looses a fight and can protect our daughter or one that never one a fight and probably would push our daughter in face of danger to save himself?" You asked turning to Maegor. He raised your intertwined hands and placed a kiss on one of the rings he had gifted you, it was a ruby in the middle of a gold band, a ruby of the same colour of Garvey's eye.

"I think there is no comparison, sweet wife" Maegor answered. Garvey looked down at Randar who huffed annoyed, rolling his eyes. That broke Garvey's control and made him pull out his dagger stalking over to his nephew and pulled him closer by the collar with the dagger to his throat.

"You dare roll your eyes at your king?" Randar's eyes widened in shock. Laina tried prying Garvey off her son but her strength was nowhere near his.

"Garvey, let the fool go, he is not worth your energy" Maena called from beside her father. Garvey sighed feeling weakened by her voice alone. He closed his remaining eyes to compose himself before pushing his nephew off making hims tumble and fall on his behind. Randar was horrified to find that Garvey's maimed eye did not close and remained open.

"Now back to your petition, Lords Dannis, Laroy" Maegor ended the argument turning to the order brothers who were silent the entire time. Probably the smartest decision they have ever made in their lives.

"Your grace" Laroy shakily stepped to the middle so he could petition for himself. Garvey put away his dagger before moving to stand by Maena instead of his mother this time. Maena reached between them to grab his hand in her own, he maybe older than her by ten namedays but she was the one with the more patience and the one to anchor him.

[backscale-pivot-queen]

Maena Millon, France

2019

[theprinceofmycologia]

Fossil Shark Teeth ID Project

I am currently working on a shark teeth ID project. It is a personal project I am working on because I got gifted a multitude of fossil shark teeth of various species.

I am fairly sure that the teeth (seen in the two pictures below) belong to the family Lamnidae and are from the species Cosmopolitodus hastalis.

If these teeth are in fact the teeth of Cosmopolitodus hastalis they ought to date back to the Miocene and Pliocene (which are the two epochs of the Neogene). Although the species was still alive during the Pleistocene, fossils found of Cosmopolitodus hastalis in Cadzand (in the Netherlands) date back to the Miocene and Pliocene.

One of the shark teeth (the left picture below) gifted to me is so severely eroded that I cannot visually identify it, however it is still a gorgeous fossil.

Between the various shark teeth I also found what I suspect to be a part of a fossilised chela (claw/pincer of a crab) (seen in the right picture below). Considering the location of the find I think it might be from Carcinus maenas and could date back to the Pliocene.

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

[Art • “La Belle Dame sans Merci” by Maéna Paillet ]

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“The magic cannot leave you when it is you.”

— Unknown

(Wanderings)

[victusinveritas]

"At Night" - Maéna Paillet