#My Criston Cole [🥀]

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My Heart, My Ruin

Summary: The only person who could calm the fire in Maegor was his sweet little niece Rhaella. Everyone thought he would destroy her, but what if he didn't? What if he made her thrive? Read to find out the story of Maegor and Rhaella.

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Special thanks to my bestie @sugutoad for making the Header for this fic! I don't know what I'd do without you girly!!!

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When your Bestie makes you a Bridgerton au moonboard for your Oc and Aemond!!

Thank you Girly I don't know what I would do without you @sugutoad

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My bestie @sugutoad made this! AELYS IN BRIDGERTON!? I just know she'd cause chaos left and right! Also for anyone curious Myrielle is her oc for her fic which she is working on, and let me tell you it is completely worth your wait!

Also I loved the hint you gave for our girls! Myrielle with Aegon and Aelys with Aemond! They both will keep those boys in line better than their own mother could (sorry Alicwnt I still love you)!

Needless to say, I loved this and I k own you all with too!

A NEW SEASON

so @coffeebooksrain18 and I were talking about a Bridgerton Au once with our ocs, and this idea came to be! This is a little surprise for my Riley, who is so amazing and I could have not done any thing without her (please please go check out her fanfic, ‘The Red Queen’ if you want good Daemon food on her other account, @ashblooddragons) Also Aelys is her oc!

Summary: With the new season beginning, Aelys Targaryen is expected to make a debutante within society and hopefully marry off to a rich lord. Myrielle Vallici however wants to marry as quick as possible. A small drabble with the girls and a little picnic (no warnings unless we are talking about Alaria Vallici)

  The sun peeked through the rustle of leaves, but Aelys felt not the sun on her pale skin (she partially blamed it on the parasol her mother insisted on taking with her to avoid upsetting the ever-judging Lady Alaria Vallici.), but a gentle breeze that whispered through the air, softly caressing her cheeks like a lover’s touch. Aelys tightened her grip around the slender arm of Myrielle Vallici, though her raven-headed friend hardly seemed to notice the pressure. A joyful giggle bubbled from behind her, drawing Aelys’ gaze back to her mother

  Mother’s arms were hooked with that of Alaria Vallici, Myrielle’s Mother, her face adorned with a smile so bright it could rival the sun itself as Father would say. She leaned in closer to Lady Alaria, the pale blonde ringlets of her hair brushing lightly against the noblewoman’s cheek as she chuckled about something. Lady Alaria stood as rigid and upright, her head tilted upwards as any noble woman should (A giggle blossomed in her heart, but Aelys bit her lips to prevent any sort of problems. Alaria Vallici wasn’t even a proper noble; she was merely a mistress, yet she carried herself as if she were superior to them all. Aelys kept the laughter in, she did not want to upset her friend for laughing at her mother). Oh, how different their mothers were!

  Lady Alaria mustered a small smile, although Aelys assumed it was a smile to seem polite rather than true amusement at whatever her Mother so eagerly told her. It truly ticked Aelys off, her nose unknowingly scrunching and her eyebrows furrowed above pale lilac eyes.

  “You must not do that, Aelys,” Myrielle frowned at her. “The season is starting shortly, and I cannot have you appear in front of everybody with a wrinkled face.”

  Aelys rolled her eyes at her fussing, her eyes wandering off. She simply couldn’t muster the same concern that Myrielle did. It would be Aelys who would be the newest gem of this season, not Myrielle. Her friend had already began her season last year when Edwina Sharma had been declared Diamond of the Season. Aelys simply assumed Myrielle feared of being a spinster as her heart was not so different from other noble women. 

  But Aelys was a Targaryen. And although she was a daughter of a second son, the world and all its riches were offered to her on a silver platter since she had been born, simply waiting for her to claim them as hers. Aelys truly believed that it should have been her father, Daemon Targaryen, who should rightfully bear the title of Duke Targaryen — not ViserysTargaryen and certainly not his drunkard son and heir, Aegon Targaryen.

 “Aelys, dear!” Her sudden thoughts of her lesser family and their possible demise (though she had to admit, some of them, particularly Aemond Targaryen, held a special place in her heart) were interrupted by her Mother’s voice. Aelys swiveled around to face her, spotting her Mother setting down a sheet for the four of them to rest upon.

 “We are coming, my Lady.” Myrielle piped up, pulling Aelys with her. Aelys silently swore to herself as the blades of grass kissed the hem of her dress. She had worn a pale blue dress and for all she knew, it would now resemble the blue Himalayan poppies decorating her room. 

 Ruffling her dress in annoyance, Aelys sat beside Myrielle. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Myrielle nervously fidgeting with her fingers, stealing glances at the pastries laid out before them while glancing uneasily at her mother.  Aelys let out a frustrated sigh, before bending over and grabbing the strawberry tart placed in front of  Lady Alaria.

 With the tart now in hand, Aelys’ eyes betrayed her as they flicked upward. Lady Alaria was clearly striving to suppress a glare. Violet eyes glanced down once at her before a sigh escaped her and she looked away. Aelys smiled at herself, plopping back and trying to not gorge down pastry in mere seconds. Aelys, after all, did have some manners, she was a high born lady and a pretty one at that. After all, she was a highborn lady, and it would be a waste to mar her pretty face with sticky strawberry sauce

Once noticing Aelys’ action, Myrielle grabbed the blueberries laid in front of her. Myrielle did not even like blueberries! Snapping the sticky goodness in her own hand, she handed one half to Myrielle. “Thank you, Aelys,” Myrielle replied with her usual politeness, but she shook her head, refusing the tart. “I am.. I am not hungry.”

 Aelys’ smile faltered. Who would ever refuse a strawberry tart? “Myrielle needs to be in shape for this season. We can not have her left without a suitor again.” said Lady Alaria and Aelys got her answer. Mother bit her own lip, not entirely knowing what to say. Aelys snapped her head toward her, her eyes wide as she let out a breathy chuckle. “Perhaps the girls would be better off on a stroll?” Mother intervened, placing a gloved hand on Lady Alaria’s shoulder

“Without a chaperone?” Lady Alaria countered. 

 “Do not fret, Mother. We shall stay near.” Myrielle spoke up, her throat bulging as she swallowed hard. Never had Aelys wanted to hit an older women, but this truly was tempting her. Lady Alaria let out huff, her head motioning for the girls to leave. What sort of Mother would ever think such things of her daughter? Aelys silently prayed—Myrielle’s habits were beginning to wear off on her—and thanked God for her own gentle mother, who would sit with Aelys while she cried over a tear in her dress and later buy her a prettier one. Myrielle, of all people, deserved a mother with a soul as gentle as her own.

 The two silently walked and Aelys had a sudden urge to straighten her back as Myrielle had. Although the two girls had attended the same etiquette classes — that is where they had met afterall — Aelys did pay much attention nor care for the lessons. She already knew this all, why should she learn it again? Perhaps this is why her and Myrielle had not quite been friends back then as Myrielle preferred the company of Daphne Bridgerton over her own. 

“It would not be so bad,” Myrielle shattered the silence and Aelys could only look at her in confusion. Upon noticing her face, Myrielle let out a laugh. “I mean, it would not be so bad if I were to be a spinster. My brother would support me. And…” 

 Myrielle turned to her, grasping onto Aelys hands and pulling them near her. “And perhaps, we both can be spinsters!” She began giggling and Aelys could not, but joined in. The two girls giggled and giggled over such a ridiculous idea. But deep down, Aelys wondered if perhaps it wasn’t so absurd after all. A life free from the expectations of a rich lord—who could very well be older than her own father—might be the ideal life. 

Myrielle’s laughter died down, replaced by a wistful smile. “Though my lady mother might poison me if I don’t marry this year. She is still quite upset that I did not marry Anthony Bridgerton.”

 Aelys rolled her eyes at the mention of his name. “He is a douche with the most horrible sideburns. You deserve someone better.” Myrielle smiled at her..

“And you deserve someone as great as you.”

Aelys did not want someone as great as her. She did not want anyone.

She shook her head. “Not a single man in this ton fits my fancy. They are all unsuitable.”

Myrielle raised an eyebrow, her red lipstick smudging slightly at the corners of her lips. “No one? Not even Aemond Targaryen?”

Aelys huffed out a laugh, her hands quickly covering her face. She wanted to rip her eyeballs off, but her nails were done so well today she could not bear to ruin them in crimson. “He is my uncle! My Mother’s own brother!” Aelys hissed. Aemond was handsome. He was brave and intelligent. But he was her uncle from Grandfather Viserys’ second wife, the Lady Alicent Hightower. And Aelys? She was the daughter of Viserys’ second daughter with his first wife and cousin, Lady Aemma Arynn. 

It wasn’t that Aelys cared what others thought; she would damn them all if she could. But she could never disgrace her mother or father like that. So much scandal had already followed when her mother married her own uncle, and Aelys would not allow her gentle mother’s soul to endure such disgrace again.

 It seemed Myrielle quickly took note of her thoughts. She always did. “Of course, Aelys,” she smiled. “He is your uncle, and nothing more.”

 Aelys jabbed a finger in Myrielle’s arm. “You should not be speaking such! Not when Aegon Targaryen exists.” Aelys smiled in triumph as Myrielle cheeks turned into a hue almost identical to the red ruby hanging near her chest by a golden thread — given by Aegon. “There is absolutely nothing concerning him! Of that I can assure, my dear.” 

 Myrielle looked away, doing a poor job of hiding her embarrassment. “Of course, Myrielle,” Aelys mocked. “He is your… What exactly is he even?” Myrielle glanced back at her, her lips quivered upwards. She leaned in close, her lips only a fingertip away from Aelys’ ear.  

“Perhaps, we can marry both brothers and be sisters!”

  Aelys stepped back, a grin plastered on her face. The absurdity of that remark almost made her laugh. 

 “Aelys! Myrielle!” Her mother’s voice echoed from across the bridge, a faint sound that snapped Aelys back to reality. She hadn’t realized how far they had strayed from their mothers. Glancing at Myrielle, Aelys noticed the light in her friend’s eyes dim, a sigh escaping her lips. A part of Aelys felt guilty for some strange reason, not that she even was!

 Aelys locked her fingers with Myrielle. “That would be nice.” Myrielle smiled back at her and the two girls began to head back.

 It truly would be nice. 

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𝓂𝓎 𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝒽𝑜𝓉 𝓂𝑒𝓃 𝑒𝒹𝒾𝓉 💀🥀 𝓁𝓂𝒶𝑜

song - Bloodheat; Archie Bronson Outfit

I don't need a man to save me, but I've always wished for it anyway, ya know, for the plot 🪷 half of these men are lowkey 'bad' people though so- uh?

looks like my type is youthful heroic (or just bad) bad bois or wisened old daddy-esque wizards hajsdha

dude mans- Chuck Bass; Gossip Girl Freddie; Skins Viserys Targaryen; Game of Thrones Jared the Goblin King (David Bowie lol); Labyrinth Sir Criston Cole, House of the Dragon Jim Morrison; the man the myth the legend Gene Kelly; the man Bob Barnard; Insatiable Jack Sparrow; Pirates of the Carribean Lucius Malfoy; Harry Potter Nate Archibald; Gossip Girl Walter White; Breaking Bad Kurt Cobain; the guy

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La Danse Macabre

Summary: Valaena Velaryon the eldest child and true born daughter of Rhaenyra and Laenor. Her and her mother could never connect, for Valaena was not as chaotic as her mother. And when her mother tells her her right to the throne and gives it to her brother instead their bond is particularly broken. She has only one person to truly lean on, her uncle Aemond, and he knows just as her that they were made by the gods for each other, and that they were made to rule.

Coming soon!

Special thanks to my Bestie @sugutoad for making the header for this fic! I swear I be lost without you!

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Heads up for people, if The Red Queen is late it's cause these stories are on my mind

A Baelon the Brave x Sister oc story

A Aemond x Velaryon niece story.

Also i want to thank my Bestie @sugutoad for making both and listening to me rant about them! Hope you all are excited for a new fic sometime soon!

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The Devil And I

Summary: The Daughter of The Red Queen, Aelys was more like her father, King Daemon, than her mother. Though they did have some things in common, the great being their love for their deer uncles. This is the story of Aelys and Aemond! This is the second story in The Red Queen Au, please read The Red Queen before reading or you'll be confused.

Coming soon!!!

Special thanks to my bestie @sugutoad for making the Header for my Fic! I swear I'd be lost without you Girly!!

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His Gentle Queen

Summary: Since his brothers death Baelon is now heir, and as heir and future king he needs a wife, and who better than his dear sister Aelora? This is the story of Baelon and Aelora in the My Heart, My Ruin au please look at my masterlist before reading!

Coming soon!

Thank you to my bestie @sugutoad for making the Header for my fic! I swear I don't know what I would do without you girly!

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When The Lion Met The Dragon

Summary: The Rebellion is on Rhaegars footstep, and he needs Allies, it was a obvious choice to turn to the Lannisters for their gold and formidable army. All he had to do was choose between Lord Tywins Daughters two of the great beauty's of history, Cersei a beautiful woman though very full of herself and cruel to others. Or her little sister, Myranda his late wife's lady in waiting and best friend who seems to despise him. In the end he must pick the lesser of two evils and do his duty as always, but what if his duty turns to fondness, and his fondness to love, and his love to obsession? Read to find out the story of Myranda and Rhaegar!"

This is the last installment of The Red Queen Au! I hope you all have enjoyed or will enjoy the ride!

Coming soon!!!!

Special thanks to @sugutoad for making the header for this fic!! I swear I'd be lost without you girly!!

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What Life Gives Us

Summary: The night before his wedding to Lady Jocelyn Baratheon prince Aemon felt trapped, like he had no control over his life, so he went and visited a whore house where he saw a auction for a beautiful red haired woman. He paid for her and found out her name was Lily Waters, he never thought he'd fall for her but fate had other plans for him and her.

I will warn people before going into this fic, it is a tragedy, it's happy and sweet but it has a sob worthy ending, me and my friend @sugutoad were both sonbing just talking about the ending so there's your warning.

Coming soon!

Special thanks to my Bestie @sugutoad for making the Header for this fic! I don't know what I'd do without you girly!

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My Love Mine all Mine

this is a fic me and my bestie @sugutoad are co-writing. at the beginning of each chapter, I will put either mine or her usernames so you know who wrote what chapter. this fic is purely self-indulgent for us. also in this Aelys face claim is Elle Fanning as this is who will be her face card in @sugutoad fic. me and her are sharing ocs cause why the hell not and we want to. Hope you like this Bridgerton au for our girls and their boys!!

Synopsis: A Bridgerton and House of the Dragon Crossover. 𝐀𝐞𝐥𝐲𝐬 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 is set to begin her debut into the society. Born between the loving reunion of Daemon Targaryen and Rhaella Targaryen, she is offered the world on a silver platter. But she doesn't want it. 𝐀𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 is the second son of Dukes Viserys Targaryen. He has no land to inherit and no riches. But, he has one thing that is his - Aelys Targaryen. When Aelys is told that Rhaenyra is heir to the Targaryen fortune, she knows she must find a way to stop it. Sure, she doesn't believe that Aegon should be named Duke, but he is better than her aunt. That is until she looks at Aemond and a new plan emerges.  𝐌𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢 is a legitimised bastard, but still a child born of an unholy reunion between the Pope and the Lady Alaria Dayne . Ever since childhood, she has known herself as lesser than everyone else. When expected to join society, she expects herself to be a spinster for there were not many who would want someone like her in the comforts of their home. 𝐀𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 does not believe the inheritance of House Targaryen belongs to him. When his father newly changed the inheritance to fall in his hand upon his death bed, rather than his older sister, his world flips. This is what his Mother always wanted, not him. Aegon only knows of one thing that he wants, but she seems to be a distant dream who Aegon can only graze with the tips of his fingers. Aegon Targaryen only wants one thing for himself, Myrielle Vallici.

PROLOGUE

The New Season

Moonboards

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Um can we all appreciate my bestie @sugutoad for a second? Cause like look at this masterpiece! How she got Aemond and Aelys so perfectly is fucking wild to me! I swear she is the best at making Moonboards. If you want one please check her out!

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GoT MATCHUP TRADE FOR @sugutoad!!! HOPE YOU LIKE IT BESTIE!

I match you with...Robb Stark!!!

HEADCANONS

you two were betrothed when you were both young, not even ten, so when your father went north to ask Ned Stark to be his hand it was also going to be the trip where you married Robb. To say you were nervous is an understatement "what if he doesn't like me? What if I'm not pretty enough?". both your mother and father said if he said one wrong thing to you it was off and they would find someone worthy of you, and that the thought of you not being the most beautiful girl the world has scene was preposterous. when you saw each other it was love at first sight for both of you, he was so in awe of your beauty that your father asked if a cat caught his tongue to which you said "No but perhaps a stag has." which made your father belly laugh and made Robb blush to chuckle. on the day of the wedding you decided to wear a traditional Northern wedding dress. to say Robb was overjoyed you were welcoming his culture would be an understatement,

Robb never lets you feel less than the goddess you are, if you ever express your self-conscious thoughts he would sit you down and kneel before you holding your hands saying everything that he loves about you and why you are an amazing woman and person and the love of his life. now if he hears someone else say insults to you, needless to say that person does not leave without tears in their eyes. if a woman he will berate them and force them to apologize, if a man he will call for a dual and will be humiliate them by taken them down in less than a minute needress to say he won't let anyone, even yourself, talk badly about you.

when word of his father's death reached you two you were the only person who could calm him down. not only is he going to war but now the man he always looked up to, his father, was dead. when word had come to you of your father's demise he was the only thing that kept you from crumbling to the ground, the only person who kept you going even when you didn't want to. how could you not be his rock as he was yours when the waves of grief hit you as they are now him? he had always thanked you for being by his side through it all and you would only smile and say "ditto"

When your first child was born, a daughter, you were worried cause many men wished for their first child to be a son. But Robb surprised you by smiling so big you thought his face would split in two. He told you how great you did and how beautiful your twos daughter was, when you asked if he was upset it wasn't a son he only laughed stating. "My love, do you really think this will be the only time I get you with child? There is plenty of time for a son, now I don't know about you but I want to celebrate our daughter.

HOUSE

The only legitimate child of Robert Baratheon and Cersei Lannister, you have her beauty and his stubbornness. you were the twin of their first son who had passed from a fever. you were your fathers favorite as you were the only one who looked like him. Even Cersi loved you more than the others for she doesn't have to fear her every move when with you so she can say how much you look like your father or how you have his stubbornness with smile. being of Lannister and Baratheon means you are quite stubborn, gorgeous, cunning, and strong, while also having the Kindness that is hidden in every Lannister, and the Bravery in every Baratheon.

SHIP TROPES

Love at first sight

I'll kill them for hurting you! (Robb) x Chill the fuck out! (You)

Young and in love

SHIP SONG(S)

Till Forever Falls Apart by Ashe and FINNEAS

Until I Found You by Stephan Sanchez and Em Beihold

MOONBOARD

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My Love, Mine All Mine

Moonboards

Myrielle is @sugutoad oc, and this is apart of our fanfic were co writing.

Myrielle and Aelys Friendship Board

Aegon and Myrielle Relationship board

Aelys and Aemond Relationship board

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My Love, My Life

Summary: Daemion has always loved his cousin Maegora. Had always known she was made for him, and he was made for her. Though Daemion was named after his grandfather King Daemon also known as The Rouge Prince, and Maegora after Maegor The Cruel, these two are said to be the kindest Targaryens to come into the dynasty. Read to find out their story! This is the third installment of The Red Queen Au so please read The first two before reading this or you'll be confused.

Coming soon!!!

Special thanks to my Ride or Die @sugutoad for making the header for this fic! I swear I don't know what I'd do without you girly!

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Greek God Matchup trade with @sugutoad hope you like it girly!!

I match you with...Apollo!!!

HEADCANONS

Seeing as you both are gods of some type of literature it is no wonder Apollo wanted to get to know you, he'd recite poetry to you as you read or wrote a book. While most found him annoying or pretentious you found him funny or cute, his cocky nature making you laugh and love him more.

it wasn't a strange sight to see you sitting on his chariot swinging your legs as you read a book and he helped the sun rise. so much so there are more stories of Apollo needing you there to rise the sun as you chant than any of him doing it on his own.

you two had been the best of friends since you were both young gods, learning the ropes together and getting into trouble left and right, well more him getting into trouble and you just trying to keep up.

the day you two finally let yourselves love each other Apollo had read you a poem and let's just say it was so romantic and beautiful that you lept into his arms kissing him so fiercely the ground shook and the sun flickered in the sky. no one could deny your devotion to each other, not even the hoen dog Zeus.

in all stories of you or Apollo in mythology, there is always a mention of the other and your devotion to each other. you are known as the only gods who were monogamous and stayed true to each other. in the future, you two are called a love story of the ages as ever since it was written it had been in history that couples wished to be like you two and to have your devotion and love.

SHIP SONG(S) Golden Hour by JVKE Love Story by Taylor Swift SHIP TROPES Sun (Apollo) x Moon (You) Friends to Lovers Wild (Apollo) x Calm (You)

WHAT YOU WOULD BE THE GODDESS OF

you are the Goddess of, Intelligence, and Literature. you are creative, intelligent, and love to write and read, so like is there a better choice for you? As the Goddess of Literature and Intelligence, it was quite normal for authors of all sorts to come to your temple and leave offerings for guidance on how to write their story or a scholar to come and hope for guidance as well. Let's just say you're quite busy in a country like Greece.

WHAT ANIMAL WOULD REPRESENT YOU

Phoenix, these Mythical creatures represent creativity, rage, and rebirth. As the goddess of literature and intelligence, I felt it was right to give you something with creativity and rebirth. As each story or new thing learned is a way of growing, changing, and rebirth. and let's be real with your firey temper an animal of fire is the best choice to represent that temper. Also, birds represent Intelligence and wisdom, and like girl that's legit you