#c: aemon targaryen

[bee-a-garbage-shipper]

FFNet | AO3

Father of Dragons By Naerys Blackfyre

FFNet [https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13361968/1/] and AO3 [https://archiveofourown.org/works/19771888/chapters/46804975]

Jonsa, Gendrya, Braime, and RhaEliAnna [Rhaegar x Elia x Lyanna]

"How did you know of this chest Sam?" Jon s eyebrows were drawn together in a frown.

"Hummm…oh uh well Maester Aemon told me to give this chest to you when he died. He said that you would most likely be in need of them." Sam answers with a shrug.

Jon stared at Sam with a frown painted on this face. What could Maester Aemon possibly wanted to give him.

Jonsa, Anti-Dany

This is the true ending of GOT and I can't recommend it enough.

!!!!!

[ladystoneboobs]

so i think we in asoiaf fandom should all be agreed that barristan selmy is the westerosi obi-wan kenobi as an exiled knight troubled by past regrets and playing fast and loose with technical truths while sporting a white beard and using an alias barely any different from his actual name. but that's not the only grrm creation with a corresponding george lucas creation....

when maester aemon tells sam of the baby switch only after sam can't understand why gilly is still crying by saying jon's heart just hardened when sam made him lc, as if he had nothing to do with it, he gives me similar vibes to yoda's response when luke asked him if vader was truly his father, being all "rest i need now" trying to use his dying to escape the hard questions. then when yoda finally answers luke he quickly changes the subject to luke's fault in fighting vader before he was ready. i mean i understand why aemon didn't crush sam further by revealing his part in the baby swap plan and all the kill the boy shit, esp when they were all each other had by then. so i guess he can't really be blamed for that, but it is still misleading his protege and shifting blame in a pretty big way. also yoda and aemon are both the oldest naturally living characters in their stories and seen as the wisest too.

then ofc there's jaime lannister as a r-rated luke skywalker, a blond knight actually fucking his sister while knowing they're siblings, son of an evil lord, wearing white when we first meet him, seen as too impatient and hungry for adventure, and then losing his swordhand through a mistake of his father's and having to contend with a beast in a pit when trying to rescue a friend. there's also some of han solo in coming back just in the nick of time for the big rescue after first leaving his traveling companion behind for his own ends, with all that character growth to find something to believe in. but i think jaime would have serious disdain for han's stance that a lightsaber is no match for a good blaster. that's just the sw version of crossbows vs. swords, isn't it?

as for anakin/vader, there are plenty of woobies who could be finding their redemption, but when it comes to also being an effective and fearsome villain, i think only sandor "the hound" clegane really qualifies. (as opposed to jaime repeatedly failing to kill children or theon getting no respect as an ironman or as reek) plus, like anakin, sandor has terrible burn scars, a distinctive and singular helmet later stolen from his grave, wants revenge on the brother who burned him up, and he cries a lot.

darkstar is obviously the jar jar binks of westeros, the character whose appeal was greatly overestimated by the george who created him while most of the fandom simply finds him ridiculous and annoying.

then there's ned stark, a leader who always dresses their best to impress for the occasion, who knows how to govern his home in the outskirts but is out of his depth as a politician in the big city where his ideals are out of place in a corrupt court, trying to prevent a civil war which has already been planned behind everyone's backs for years, and is ever forgiving of a man all too willing to murder children. that's padme, baby.

[rottenfyre]

⸻ ʟ ɪ ᴛ ᴛ ʟ ᴇ ꜱ ɪ ꜱ ᴛ ᴇ ʀ ⸻

Pairing: Poly Aemon, Baelon and Alyssa x Targaryen Reader

Summary: They were your siblings. They loved you to their bones. They always been there, watching, protecting you, caring for you. It's only fair if they take you first, don't you think?

Warning: +18 contact, Minors DNA, Foursome, Fem on Fem, Targcest.

Notes: English is not my first language. Hope you enjoy!

The heat of the room was stifling, your skin glistening with sweat as you were trapped between your siblings’ bodies. The heady scent of arousal filled the air, a mixture of sweat and sex that made your mind spin. Baelon lay beneath you, his hands gripping your waist, as he thrust his hips between your legs. You were already so stretched and sore, your inner walls fluttering around him as you tried to adjust to the thick length inside of you.

“B-Baelon, it’s... t-too much,” you whimpered, your voice breaking with each desperate breath. Your words were met with a low, guttural laugh from him as he thrust up into you, filling you to the hilt.

Alyssa’s soft, comforting voice was the only tether you had in the whirlwind of sensation. “It’s alright, sweet sister,” she murmured, her fingers gently brushing away the tears that streaked your flushed cheeks. Her mouth was hot against yours, tongue coaxing you into a kiss that was both tender and all-consuming. “We’re here for you... we’ll take such good care of you.”

Your whimpers were muffled as Alyssa’s fingers tangled in your hair, pulling your mouth to her chest. Pinned between them, you were barely able to catch your breath. Alyssa, straddling Baelon’s face, let out soft moans as she ground her hips down, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure. “Don’t worry, darling,” she purred. “Just focus on me. Let them do all the hard work.” She guided your lips to her nipple, her voice soft and soothing as if she were trying to comfort you. “That’s it, good girl… suck on my tits while our brothers take care of you.”

You obediently took her breast into your mouth, your lips closing around the stiff peak as tears welled in your eyes. The sensation of Aemon slowly pushing into your other entrance sent shivers up your spine. His cock was thick, and every inch felt like it was splitting you apart. You gasped against Alyssa’s skin, your muffled cries vibrating through her chest.

Alyssa smiled down at you, cupping your cheek as she looked into your teary eyes. “You’re doing so well for your first time, my sweet,” she whispered. “I know it’s a lot, but you can handle it. We’re all here to take care of you, aren’t we?” Her words were soft, but the glint in her eyes was anything but gentle.

Aemon’s hands tightened around your hips, pressing you further down onto him until he was buried to the hilt inside your tightest hole. “Fuck, you’re squeezing me so tight,” he groaned, his voice thick with lust. “Relax, little one… just breathe. I want to feel you loosen up around me.” He reached around to play with your swollen clit, the overstimulation making your back arch and your mouth pull away from Alyssa’s breast as you cried out.

“N-no more,” you sobbed, overwhelmed by the sensations flooding through you. Your entire body was trembling, the pleasure almost too much to bear. “Please… I c-can’t—”

“Hush now,” Baelon interrupted, his voice a low growl as he thrust up into you, his cock hitting that sweet spot that made your vision blur. “You can and you will. We’ve only just started, sweet sister. We’ve waited so long for this… for you.” He punctuated his words with deep, steady thrusts, making you mewl pathetically.

Alyssa’s lips were on yours again, her kiss fervent and possessive as she swallowed your desperate moans. “You’re ours, my love,” she cooed against your mouth, her voice a soft murmur of sweet poison. “Just let go… let us have you.”

Pinned between the relentless thrusts of Baelon beneath you and Aemon behind you, you were utterly helpless. Alyssa’s hands caressed your body, her fingers gently tracing the marks left by her brothers. The sight of you, so thoroughly debauched, sent shivers of delight through her. “Look at you,” she whispered, pressing soft kisses along your jaw. “So beautiful, so perfect for us.”

Aemon’s movements became more urgent, his fingers digging into your hips as he pounded into you from behind. “Gods, you’re so tight… you’re squeezing me like you don’t want to let go,” he groaned, his voice rough with barely contained need. “Do you hear how wet you are? How much you love this?”

Your moans turned to broken sobs as your body betrayed you, every nerve on fire. “I-I can’t… I’m so full, please… I can’t take anymore,” you whimpered, tears streaming down your cheeks. But even as you begged, your body was clamping down on them, your walls spasming around Baelon and Aemon as if desperate to keep them inside.

Alyssa’s fingers gripped your chin, forcing you to look at her through your teary eyes. “Oh, but you can,” she whispered with a smile, her eyes gleaming with delight. “You’re doing so well, little sister… just a bit more. You’ll take everything we give you, won’t you?”

“Yes, y-yes… just please…” Your voice was barely a whisper, broken and pleading as you tried to catch your breath.

Baelon’s thrusts became more erratic, his cock pulsing inside you as he chased his release. “That’s it, take it, take all of it,” he grunted, his grip on your hips bruising as he held you down.

Aemon’s hips slammed into you one last time as he spilled deep inside you, his hot seed filling your already overwhelmed body. You could feel it leaking out even as Baelon followed, his own release flooding your core. Alyssa held you close, her lips brushing your ear as she whispered sweet nothings, her fingers tenderly wiping away your tears.

“There now,” Alyssa cooed, her voice soft and soothing as your trembling body tried to recover from the onslaught. “See? You did it, my sweet. You were perfect.”

@ʀᴏᴛᴛᴇɴꜰʏʀᴇ 2024. ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴏᴘʏ, ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴏʀ ᴜꜱᴇ ᴀɴʏ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴇʙꜱɪᴛᴇꜱ

[alvsanne]

Queen Alysanne and her seven daughters. The White Princess TV series (2017) // "Fourth of July" by Sufjan Stevens // Stained glass window commissioned by King Edward IV featuring his daughters, c. 1480 // Quote attributed to Marie-Antoinette regarding her daughter's birth, c. 1778 // The family of Leopold I by Johann Zoffany, 1776 (detail) // The White Queen TV series (2013) // // Tumblr user honeytuesday // The White Princess TV series (2017) // "Hecuba" by Euripides // "Passage" by Vienna Teng // Lady Bird (2017) dir. Greta Gerwig // "L'Innocence" by William Bouguereau, 1893 (detail) // Portrait of King Jaehaerys I, Queen Alysanne Targaryen, and their son Aemon Targaryen by Magali Villeneuve (detail) // Fire & Blood by George R. R. Martin (2018) // Game of Thrones s06e02 // House of the Dragon s01e01, s02e01, s02e04 // "Anguish" by August Friedrich Schenck, c. 1878 (detail)

[the20thangel]

Insatiable Appetites

Summary: Two requests into one: the reader is a Targaryen, and she and Aegon were lovers once. And when the reader comes to King landing for her mother's crowning (no war, please), Aegon makes comments about how they were once lovers or something, and Benji calls him a c**t. (I keep re-watching that episode just for that) Because while Benji may be jealous, he's down bad for our girl. Jealous smut ensues.

Tags: NSFW, MDNI, 18+

Word Count: 2555

(this is an x reader fanfic but just with a name)

A sliver dragon was flying in the skies, with two black-haired figures flying on top of it. As many royal family members walked out, they saw Sliverwing landing towards the dragonpit. The two figures climbed down from the she-dragon; two kingsguards came forward, one overjoyed to see them and the other not. They happened to be Ser Cole and Ser Harrold.  

“Welcome back to Kingslanding Princess Visenya, and welcome Lord Blackwood,” Ser Harrold greeted with a warm smile, his eyes lighting up at the sight of the princess and her lord husband. 

Princess Visenya, Rhaenyra’s daughter, turned to the kingsguard, smiling at the guard who seemed like another grandfather. Visenya, named after the conqueror, was a sight to behold. She did not have the typical Valyrian hair; instead, she inherited the Baratheon and Arryn genes, having long, dark, straight hair. Which combined beautifully with her inherited great-grandsire Aemon’s eye color, which was pretty lilac. She was graceful and deadly, a combination that captivated the hearts of every lord and lady in court. She was a force to be reckoned with, which made many men fall madly in love, trying to win over her hand of marriage, all failed but one. 

“Good Morrow Ser Harrold, I’m happy to see your face; how have you been?” pondered Visenya as she extended her arm to her husband Benjicot Blackwood as the two walked towards the carriage and horses.

“Overjoyed to have you back, no offense, my lord, but the Red Keep has missed their princess,” teased Ser Harrold to Benjicot, who couldn't help but grin at the knight's playful banter. 

“Then you better make the most of it while she is here because I’m afraid, Ser, she is well loved back in Raventree Hall. My people and I will not give her up so quickly.” bragged Benjicot as he helped his wife onto his horse, then climbed up and sat in front of her. 

Visneya sighed as they began to ride towards the red keep; after years, she thought her family would remember that she preferred to ride horseback rather than sit in a lousy carriage. 

As the party reached the red keep, the royal family stood there, wearing various colors: red, black, green, and blue. As everyone graces the couple with a smile, only Alicent sneered, seeing a lady riding her horse and not in the carriage. Visneya and Benji demounted their horse, letting the stable boy take it. 

“My dear granddaughter, how this castle has grown so lonely without you here…I hope Raventree Hall has treated you well,” spoke Viserys, huffing with each breath. 

Visenya smiled at her grandsire, curtsying as Benji followed with his own bow. 

“Yes, Raventree Hall has made itself a wonderful home,” explained Senya, seeing her mother smile in relief. 

“That is good. Come, let us return to the castle while we prepare for the feast and coronation of my dear Rhaenyra tomorrow,” commanded Viserys. Ser Harrold led the king back, and the rest of the family followed. 

While everyone returned to their duties or chambers, Visenya decided to give a tour of the royal family side of the castle to her husband. Something many lords and ladies could only hope to see. Walking through the hall, Visenya showed her husband all the spots she and her brothers used to run around when they were younger. As they reached Meagor’s Holdfast, Aegon exited Heleana’s rooms. Seeing his niece, he smirked, walking to greet her and her husband. 

“Well, niece, it's finally nice to see you back since your wedding. I hope your husband and his home are satisfying you; we dragons have insatiable appetites.” taunted Aegon, scanning his eyes slowly down her body, smirking at Benjicot as he left. 

Visenya rolled her eyes as she led her husband away, who gave Aegon a dirty look and walked into her old chambers. 

“I still can’t believe you slept with him,” questioned Benjicot, sitting down on the red silk chaise, staring at his wife, who groaned. Visneya sat next to him, kissing his neck before replying. 

“I was young, stupid, and very drunk. Besides, it was only once, and it is not my fault that I was such a wonderful lover that he became obsessed. I can remember that night as being mediocre at best.” Visneya explained as she turned Ben’s face to her. 

“Besides, as he said, dragons have an insatiable appetite, and you, my dear husband, have done wonders to satisfy me.” She kissed him and smiled as she felt his arms tighten around her waist. 

As the lord was about to pull her under him, a knock broke them out of their musings. Growling, the princess rose to answer the door, seeing a knight at the door. The knight told the princess that her brothers had invited her and her husband to the training grounds in the afternoon, wanting to do some practice runs together. The princess nodded with a smile, thanking the knight as she closed the door. 

Benjicot hmm as he placed one more kiss on her head, “As much I want to continue my love, if we start, I will not be able to stop until tomorrow’s feast, and then that will be breaking the promise to your brothers.” 

Visneya pouted, “Very well, but you will finish what you started, my raven; I will not be ignored.” 

Benjicot widely grinned, kissing the corner of her cheek. “As my princess commands of me.”  

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In the training yards, grunts and playfully bantered filled the air, with men dueling each other and teaching the younger princes the way of the sword. Visenya herself was teaching her younger brother, Joffrey, how to hold a sword correctly, smiling as her brother practiced the stances. As she looked up, she grinned at Benjicot, who took a break to watch his wife with her younger brother; he could just imagine the same thing back home, but only it would be their children. 

“Blackwood, I challenge you to a duel…” the voice's owner, Aegon, stuttered towards the raven lord. 

Visenya scoffed at her uncle; he was drunk and overly confident. Benjicot glanced at his wife, wondering if he should entertain the idea. Visenya tipped to the side, thinking, at one point, this could be an excellent opportunity for Ben to knock him off his ego train. On the other hand, this was Aegon. Should he get injured, Alicent would probably start making a fuss to the king. Unfortunately, Aegon took the slight pause as Benjicot being afraid. Grinning, he began taunting the Blackwood lord. 

“Oh, are you afraid of being burned by the dragon, Blackwood? Hmmm?” laughed Aegon as he slightly swayed. 

Benjicot just smirked; this would be a piece of cake. 

“Very well, I accept your challenge, Prince Aegon,” spoke Benjicot as he took a practice sword from Prince Jacaerys, who wished him the best and put Aegon in his place. 

Aegon walked around prancing, which many would describe as looking like a peacock. Benjicot rolled his eyes as he began to turn, swinging his swords and striking Aegon on his arm. This caused the prince to yelp as he turned to his opponent. Growling, Aegon decided to attack, missing Benjicot miserably as Benji easily dodged away from him. This made the crowd chuckle, infuriating the prince as he grew more upset and reckless in his striking towards the lord. 

“Uncle Aegon isn’t good with the sword, huh, Senya,” commented Joffrey, seeing his uncle constantly missing and being struck down by his good-brother. 

Visenya hummed in agreement. Aegon is not the best swordsman; clearly, being drunk did him no favors. As she made eye contact with Aemond, she almost felt pity. Aemond looked like he wanted the earth to swallow him. He was so embarrassed by his brother’s performance that he did not want people to think his sword skills were on par with Aegon’s. 

As Aegon grew more irritated and tired from the duel, he got an idea that he believed would get the advantage of Benjicot. He crouched down, picking up a chunk of dirt and flinging it towards Benji’s eyes. Benjicot quickly backed away and closed his eyes, trying not to allow any dirt to enter his eyes and narrowingly blocking the sword that came to him. Aegon darkly smirked as he leaned in. 

“I have to give you props, lord Benjicot; not every man would be okay with having Targaryen second. Tell me, is my niece’s cunt still tight? Does she wrap her pretty little legs around you as you take her? Does she claim to moan your name as loudly as she did with me…” whispered Aegon, enjoying Benjicot’s face frown, his eyes darkening with anger. 

Benjicot pushed back, causing the prince to flatter, trying not to show his shock at the raven lord. Benjicot stalked toward Aegon, looking like a predator ready to strike his prey. 

“You have no honor to use such words to get a ruse of your opponent… you can barely call yourself a prince of the realm, you craven little cunt!” shouted Benji as he used the handle of his practice sword to punch Aegon straight in his face. 

Knocking Aegon on his ass as the Prince held his now bleeding nose. Jacaerys and Visenya quickly joined Benjicot’s side as chaos exploded, and Criston Cole took out his steel. 

“Halt!” commanded Ser Harrold as the crowd raised their sight to the balcony. 

King Viserys was shaking his head in disappointment at his son as Prince Daemon cackled heavily to the side, finding the situation hilarious. 

“Aegon was the one who challenged Lord Blackwood and used dirty tactics to win a match he was losing. Ser Cole, I advise you to teach my sons better strategies to defeat an opponent, not resulting in insults. Take Aegon to see a maester. Let this be done. Hopefully, he does not bruise for tomorrow. Daemon, cease your laughs.” commanded Viserys, growing more annoyed when his brother continued laughing. 

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As Benjicot burst into the chamber, he angrily began to strip, wanting to take a bath to cool off, not wanting to do something drastic. Visneya followed her husband to the bed chambers, dismissing the servants. 

“Ben, what is going on? What did Aegon say to upset you?” questioned Senya, growing shocked when he turned to her growling. 

“Don’t say his name…”  growled Benjicot as he approached her. 

Visneya was shocked, having never seen her husband this fired up before. She walked towards him when he took her and forcefully pushed her to the bed. Crashing onto the bed, she gasped as she felt his body on her. He was a storm, a storm that ironically was warming her up.  

“You are mine, my wife, your body, mine,” announced Benji as he began to kiss her, hungrily capturing her lips, then her jaw, all the way down to her neck. He paused to bite and lick her neck and collarbones. Making Senya moan, feeling the assault on her neck; she would be covered in love bites tomorrow. The whole court will see them since she didn’t pack any high-neck dresses. 

As Benji continued to devour his wife’s skin, he roughly began to undress her and himself, leaving them naked as he reached down to see her cunt weeping for him. Seeing her wetness, he grinned widely, pulling her closer to him, and he started grinding himself to her. 

“Who does your body belong to, hmm,” questioned Benjicot, enjoying the sweet gasps and moans from the princess’s mouth. 

“Yours..” whispered Senya, feeling overwhelmed by the fast pace. This sensation was new but exciting. 

Squealing, she felt herself being flipped with her ass in the air as her husband pressed her face to her the bed. She jolted, feeling him slap her bare bottom. 

“I said…who does your body belong to?” growled Benjicot, giving another slap. 

“Yours! My body belongs to you!” Senya loudly moaned, closing her eyes, withering in painful pleasure. 

“Yes, your body is mine, not Aegon’s, not anybody else's. You were made to take my cock and only mine.” Stated Benji, rubbing himself at her entrance. 

Visneya could only nod, feeling excited about how rough he was being. She wanted him inside her already, but she felt another slap instead. 

“What do you want, or I won’t give you anything,” commanded Benji, his grin ever growing as Visenya sobbed, pressing her body towards him. 

“You! Ben, I want you… I want you to fuck me, Please!” pleaded Visenya, groaning in delight, feeling him roughly enter her cunt. 

“That’s my good girl; you are going to take me in so well,” grunted Benji, going in and out quickly and fiercely. 

As skin slapping filled the room, Senya felt that she would break in half as Ben pulled out and packed in viciously. Her whole body rocked as she felt her husband riding her. Gripping the bedsheets till her knuckles turned white. 

“Yes! So good, yes, Ben, you are so good.” moaned Visenya into her pillow, gasping as Benji pulled her body upright. 

Grasping her breast, he growled into her ear, “I want the whole castle to hear you moan my name; let everyone hear that you are mine. I want Aegon to wish he could make you feel this good.” 

Bouncing her up and down, he lowered his fingers down to her sensitive bud, taking the time to give attention to it, causing Visenya to moan louder than she ever did before. 

“My gods, Benji! Yes! Please fuck me harder, please, I need it!” begged Senya, feeling her release rushing to her. She knew she was so close. Closing her eyes, she reached behind to grasp her husband's hair, roughly pulling it.  

“That’s it, sweetheart…. Where do you want me to finish, in your pretty mouth or in..” 

“Inside me! I need you to fill me…please, Ben, my body craves your release inside me. Mark me, please!” pleaded Visenya, whimpering as she felt his hot release wash over her. It was so warm. 

Gasping, Benjicot finally released her, laying her down on the bed as he lay next to her, still attached. After intense bedding, the two struggled to catch their breath, Visneya placing a hand on her chest. After a moment, Benji slipped out of her and gathered her in his arms. 

“Was I too rough, Senya?” he whispered, lightly kissing her shoulder. 

Visneya inhaled deeply as she turned her body to him. Shaking her head, she pressed a kiss on his chest. 

“No, Ben, I’m fine…it just took me by surprise.” she stared at her husband’s eyes, seeing her sweet husband stare lovingly at her. 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be that rough; it's just that Aegon’s words affected me, for him to make such comments about you…” 

Visneya shushed her husband with a sweet kiss. Smiling as she felt him hold her tenderly, this was the side of Benjicot that only she got to see—her sweet Ben. 

“Aegon could never compare to you; he could never make my body crave him like you do with me.” she professed as she stroked his cheek. 

“I am yours, and you are mine…” vowed Visneya, nuzzling her face to him.

Benjicot smiled, kissing his wife as he spoke his vows to her again, “I am yours, and you are mine.”

[visenyaism]

Targ impersonators are always trying to become Aegon the Conqueror or Aemon the Dragonknight or some other warrior, when Daeron, eldest son of Maekar and Dyanna, is RIGHT THERE. Why would you want to spend decades of your life devoted to becoming a doomed monarch or an equally doomed knight when you can simply do as Daeron does?

He spends his time doing (A) reinforcing the reason for his well-earned name of "Daeron the Drunken" whilst simultaneously using it as a way to escape The Horrors™️. (B) Uses his Just Some Guy Vibe to slip past royal guards and get himself out of participating in tourneys because he doesn't like exercise or anything that goes with being a knight. (C) If he can't Just Some Guy himself out of the tourney, he'll lay down in the mud and pretend to be unconscious because nobody does it better than he does. (D) Has lowered his family's opinion and expectations of him so much that he never has to put real effort into anything. (E) "If I look back at my dreams, I am lost to the party lifestyle..."

love that being a miserable alcoholic who engages in hedonism to seek oblivion because it is the only place he is not haunted by his prophetic doom nightmares and because he does not want to be king and dies as a result of that behavior is still like a top five least tragic targaryen outcome

[the-fiction-witch]

Orland & Opheila P3

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Aegon Targaryen Couple - Aegon X Reader Reader - Shela (Fleabottom Smallfolk Girl) Rating - Spooky Word Count - 1193

Aegon's face turned pale as he caught sight of his brother, Aemond, pressing a blade perilously close to Shela's neck, and panic quickly overcame him. His heart raced as he grappled with the overwhelming fear of seeing her in such grave danger. In that moment, he longed to gather the children into his arms and shield them from his brother's threat, yet he understood the importance of keeping them concealed.

"I was hoping you'd disappeared," Aemon smirked his tone pointed and cruel, 

"Why are you here?" Aegon asked, 

"Mother sent me to find you,"

"Must you always obey her every whim,"

"On this occasion, yes."

"Why?" 

"She sent me to find you, here I am,"

"Yes I understand that, why did she want you to find me? None of you have much a care for my comings and goings normally," 

"Father is dead," he said,

"Wh-what?" Aegon stuttered, 

"Father is dead." Aemon said once more, "So Mother wants you home"

"Is our father truly dead?"

"Yes. And they're going to make you king." 

"I do not wish to rule, I have to taste for duty."

"You'll get no arguments from me,"

"Then let me go. Say you couldn't find me. I will find a ship and I shall leave you will never hear from me again,"

"How I wish it could be that simple,"

"It can be. You have my word I will leave on the first ship to the east and you will never hear a word from me so long as I live. You will be king."

Aemond stopped a moment his eye glaring into Aegon's with a dark mistrust,

"I swear to you. I will. Just please... let her go. and leave us be."

"Mama!" Ophelia cried in panic having peaked out from under the bed, 

"It's okay sweetheart," Aegon spoke trying to calm her, "It'll be okay."

"Bring them out," Aemond demanded,

"No," Aegon answered,

"Bring. Them. Out." Aemon commanded tightening his grip on the tearful Shela, 

"Orland, Ophelia. Come here my darlings, come to daddy." Aegon spoke fearfully, 

Aegon watched as the twins cautiously emerged, inch by inch, from under the bed. He could see the fear in their eyes as they clutched onto his legs for security. Gently, he reached down and stroked their heads, soothing their anxieties as best as he could. Despite their trembling, Aegon was determined to keep them close, ensuring their safety and enveloping them with his love and protection.

"Please Please-" Shela begged,

But Aemond tightened his grip, "Not a word. Or I gut them both."

"No! Aemond please!" Aegon begged, "Don't hurt her. Or them. your issue is with me not with them." Aegon said,

"Fine," Aemond allowed Shela to go, tossing her to the floor with a dismissive gesture. The children, startled by the commotion, quickly rushed to her side. As they reached her, she enveloped them in a tight embrace, wiping their tears offering a sense of comfort and security. Sensing the urgency of the situation, Aegon instinctively positioned himself protectively in front of all three of them, ready to shield them from any potential harm. "You are coming with me to the castle, and to our mother." 

"No. I am not." Aegon commanded, "I am handing you the throne, and the crown on a silver platter. Take it. I don't want it and I shall never bother you again so long as you take it a go," 

"You are father's heir."

"Rhaenyra is father's Heir!" 

"You are father's first male heir. We both know the people won't accept Rhaenyra," 

"I don't care, I don't want the crown. I will not fight with her over something I don't want!" He said, "I am giving it to you!"

"... Even so, I would only be king until your son Jaehaerys came of age." 

"Not if I am not crowned,"

"Even so."

"...Then are we to speak plainly?"

"Of what?"

"Of Jaehaerys," 

"what about him?"

Aegon sighed and glared at his brother, "He is no son of mine," 

"How can you be so sure?"

"I know." Aegon answered, "I shared Helaena's bed once. The night of our wedding, for the bedding ceremony and to uphold my duty to her. But I have not shared her bed since." Aegon explained, "I know those children are not mine, so... let us speak plainly, if you take the throne and admit that they are your children, you will rule with them as your heirs."

"And you?"

"And I will leave, go east with... with my family you will not hear a single word from me I promise you," 

"why would I trust you?"

"I swear to you. On my life."

"I don't care about your life," 

"... On them. On my children. I love them with all my heart, I want to be a better man for them I want to be a father they will love and I want to cherish them. I do not want to cast them away as bastards born of a smallfolk girl, never to see their father, to forever look over their shoulders fearful of their fates for what they are." Aegon explained, his body trembling as he spoke, "I want to marry her, I want my children to be loved and kept close to me always. This is what I want not the crown so by all means bother take it, take it and do as you wish just let us go."

"You will leave the city. Tonight."

"I will I swear it." 

"If I hear you are in kings landing from dawn, I will remove your head, and hers, and theirs," Aemond warned,

"I know," Aegon nodded,

Aemond gave a solemn nod, the weight of his actions heavy upon him. He found himself contemplating if he truly desired this path, but deep down, he was unwavering in his decision. "Goodbye Aegon."

"Goodbye Brother." Aegon nodded, 

Aegon stood near the foot of the stairs, his gaze following his brother's every step as he ascended. With each passing moment, it felt as if an insurmountable distance was growing between them, deepening the ache in Aegon's heart. He couldn't shake the sense of finality, a resolute knowing that he would never lay eyes on his brother again. The thought was a heavy weight on his chest, threatening to consume him. Yet, as he turned away, it was Shela's embrace around Orland and Ophelia that provided him with a bittersweet reassurance. In that moment, he found solace in the belief that he had made the right choice, despite the pain it brought.

He fell to his knees and held Shela in his arms kissing her lips softly but the kiss full of love, when he pulled back he wiped her panicked tears and wrapped his arms around Orland and Ophelia giving both as many kisses as he could manage, 

"What.. are we to do Daddy?" Orland asked, 

Shela gazed at him, her eyes widening as a look of unease washed over her.

"...Pack all your toys little ones, we're going for a ride on daddy's dragon," He told them, 

The children were so eager to pack their toys that they didn't require any additional reminders. They meticulously gathered each and every toy, ensuring that nothing would be left behind.

"Shela we-"

"I know," she stopped him, "Pack their things, get them ready. And we shall leave... together."

"Together," He nodded giving her another kiss, 

[importantchaosgiver]

Where Loyalties Lie:

To The King

Summary: (Y/N) can't stay hidden for long. And when she is taken to the king, she gets an unexpected turn of events...

Warnings: Canon typical swearing, mentions of nudity

Masterlist

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Two days. Baelon, Aemon and the guards hadn't found (Y/N) for two days. They had asked and most did say they've seen a girl of her description, but most didn't know about her or just saw her in passing. This girl was smart and quick. Aemon admired the child for her skill at such a young age. Being able to hide from a king's order wasn't something most people could do, especially when in the heart of the city. Baelon then went to a fruit stall. "Have you seen a young girl around this tall with (h/c) hair by any chance?" Baelon asked for the umpteenth time that day. He was quickly growing tired of searching, but Jaehaerys did ask of it. "Oh, yes. I do, my prince. She's the young lass who helps us set up from time to time," the man said. "Yes, she a lovely little girl," the woman added. Baelon perked up as Aemon walked over. "What's her name?" Aemon queried, finally glad they were getting somewhere. "Oh, I am sorry, my prince. That isn't something we know. But you can find her mother on the Street of Silk. The woman you'll need to look for is (M/N)," the woman explained. "She's a whore's daughter?" Baelon muttered to Aemon as they gave thanks to the vendors and began walking. "And a bastard no doubt. This girl gets more and more intriguing," Aemon said quietly in return.

When they came to the Street of Silk and to the brothels, it was noticeably more quiet during the day than how it was at night. So, they went from building to building, having to endure the working ladies in skimpy dresses or nothing at all. Until, finally, they got somewhere. "If you're looking for (M/N) go to the farthest room down that corridor," a woman explained, giving the two princes sultry looks, only wearing a mesh skirt. They nodded and began walking in the given direction, avoiding the people enjoying their time. When they got to said door, it was noticeably more isolated as they entered without knocking. The woman quickly stood up, looking at them as she realised she was in the presence of Targaryen royalty. "(M/N)?" Aemon asked. "Yeah. How can I help you?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest, wearing a sheer shift. "We're not looking for some time. We are looking for whom we've been told is your daughter," Aemon said. That got (M/N)'s attention quickly. "What's she done?" she whispered. "Nothing wrong. Although, the king is asking she be brought forth," Baelon said, eyeing her up and down. "Since when did whores care about their children?" he asked. (M/N) quickly put on some more modest clothing. "She's a child. She doesn't deserve to know my occupation. All she knows is that she's a bastard. But she doesn't let that stop her," she said firmly. "Aye," Baelon muttered. When they left, a couple of guards followed as (M/N) lead them out of the Street of Silk.

When they came to a small house, they went inside. There was (Y/N) holding a book with an elderly man pointing at words. They stopped and looked up. (Y/N) gulped upon seeing the princes. She had been found. "(Y/N), the princes would like to talk to you," (M/N) said gently. "Please, don't run. I would not like to repeat the other day," Aemon said calmly, seeing her stand up. "The king would like to see you, lass," Baelon said, bending down to her height. "I honestly meant no harm," (Y/N) whispered meekly. "I know. Now, come along, child," he said, the guards stepping forward. Her mother watched in worry as (Y/N) was lead from her home, two guards either side of her, a hand each on her shoulder just in case she decided to run.

She felt her stomach churn in anxiety, her throat tighten as it became difficult to swallow. She wrung her hands nervously as she was walked to the gates and into the Red Keep. It was even bigger closer up. She was lead through many confusing twists and turns until she was lead to two large doors. They opened and (Y/N) felt like her legs were about to give way. The entire court was there. The princes went in as the guards gently walked her inside. The men and women of court whispered and muttered. This girl saved Prince Viserys? This bastard, grubby common girl? When the guards stopped, she stopped and lifted her gaze. Her eyes found King Jaehaerys on the famed Iron Throne. It looked even more intimidating now that she stood before it. It's many blades forged by dragonfire and the blades of Aegon the Conqueror's enemies. She had seen paintings of the throne, but it didn't prepare her to be stood before it.

Jaehaerys recognised (Y/N) from the brief time he saw her in the Dragonpit. He stood up from the throne and walked down to stand in front of her. The guards let go of her shoulders and stepped back. (Y/N) gave a curtsy in respect of the king who gazed down at her with kindness. "You saved my grandson, little one. I thank you," he said gently. "I-I... there is no need to thank me. I only did what I thought was right. I only meant to help and protect," she whispered. Almost so quiet, no one heard it. It made Jaehaerys chuckle softly as her bent down to her height. "You are a shy one. But, I saw a pure courage in your eyes. Courage and bravery I have not seen in years, little one. What's your name?" Jaehaerys asked softly. "(Y/N) Waters, your grace," she muttered. "Born out of wedlock," he whispered. Baelon muttered into his ear about her mother too. Jaehaerys nodded in understanding. Then, he gently took (Y/N)'s hand. She lifted her head in shock and Jaehaerys managed to see her eyes and see into her soul. And he could tell, her heart was pure. Despite the scrutiny she would face as a bastard child, her heart was true and pure, untainted. He saw the truth in her eyes of (e/c) and knew she was something rare. He then thought back to a dream he had as a young man.

He dreamt of a woman with (h/c) hair wearing a white cloak, bearing the sigil of House Targaryen, holding a sword of Valyrian steel. The woman he dreamt of had been stood on the walls to the city, her sword soaked in blood, a cut along her face. He remembered how the sun shone behind her as if the gods wanted it. Jaehaerys called this dream, the White Saviour. Because his dream predicted that a warrior would protect the realm. And the courage, truth and purity he saw in the eyes of the woman in his dream was the same as what he saw in this child.

Jaehaerys straightened up and looked at the court. "I have decided that (Y/N) Waters shall be honoured for saving my grandson. It is my wish, my will and my order that she is to be trained in the ways of a knight," he announced. Everyone gasped. Even (Y/N) was stunned. She becoming a knight?! Trained as one?! But, she was a girl! All around the court, people had different reactions. Baelon and Aemon was surprised, but actually thought it made some form of sense, Viserys was shocked, Daemon found it hilarious that a girl would become a knight and -ultimately- fail, Jocelyn and Rhaenys felt pride that a girl could have the opportunity to prove the norm wrong and somewhere, in the corner of the throne room, Otto Hightower narrowed his eyes at the girl. This wasn't coincidental. Jaehaerys knew something they all didn't. It was clear in the Old King's eyes. That twinkle... something he knew would affect the realm for all eternity...

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Okay, I'll admit, I've been sitting on this idea for a while. So I don't know how many regular updates there will be, but I'm really enjoying writing this. I hope you enjoy it too.

[blakeswritingimagines]

Dating Yandere Aemon Targaryen Would Include:

He is a man of principles and honor. He tries to live up to his family's words of "Fire and Blood," although that is easier said than done. He is not a man of many words, though he appreciates those who are. When it comes to romance, he does not seek out love, but rather, allow it to come to him. He can be patient and understanding, and he appreciates honesty in a partner. He expects a partner who shares similar morals and values.

Dating him has its fair share of perks. For starters, he is an amazing listener and a very considerate partner. He will always be there for you and make sure that your needs come first. He is also a very playful and adventurous person, with plenty of ideas up his sleeve for exciting dates and romantic gestures.

Like a warm, cozy fire in winter, a soothing presence that just makes things feel better. Dating him is like sitting down to a nice meal, a feeling of contentment and comfort. It's like reading a good book on a rainy day or getting a surprise gift you didn't expect. In his mind, being with him might be a little bit like stepping out of your front door after a long day and taking a deep, refreshing breath.

Dating him is... an adventure. He is passionate, bold, and unpredictable. He easily becomes a lover of romance and the unexpected once he meets you. He's not afraid to take risks. He is a strong-willed personality with many layers to his character.

He certainly would not be against a person who was fiery and spirited. Someone who could keep him on his toes and challenge him. He also appreciates a person who knows what they wants and isn't afraid to go after it.

Well, as the heir to the Iron Throne and the oldest son of King Jaehaerys I Targaryen, he is not a man who is easily forgotten. He has a reputation as a wise and dutiful prince, although he has his fair share of critics as well. He is often seen as a quiet and reserved individual, although he possesses a fire within him that can be unleashed when the situation calls for it. He takes his duties as a prince and his responsibility to the realm seriously, and he is committed to upholding the dignity of House Targaryen.

He is a devoted yandere, with one person that fills his thoughts. He would move heaven and earth for you and defend you with his life if need be. His jealousy and possessiveness are unmatched, and he sees all others as a threat to be eliminated. He would do anything and make any sacrifice to ensure your happiness and well-being.

When you spend too much time with anyone else, it drives him wild with jealousy. He can't bear the thought of your devotion to someone else, and the idea of you leaving him behind for someone else causes him to lash out. He has hurt himself in a pathetic attempt to get your attention, and he has hurt others who stand between you two. It isn't just that you are spending time with someone else that bothers him. It's that you are choosing to spend time with someone else rather than with him. He can't stand the thought of not being your priority.

He is manipulative, possessive, and obsessive. He is willing to use any means necessary - including violence - to get what he wants, and what he wants is you. He will not accept any rival for your affections, and if necessary, he will resort to extreme measures. You belong to him, no one else, and he will not tolerate any interference from anyone who gets in the way of your "perfect" love story. But don't worry, this will all be worth it, because you'll be his...forever.

He will go to any length to claim you as his own. If you resist, he will resort to coercion, manipulation, and, if necessary, force. Your thoughts, actions, and feelings will consume his entire world. Nothing will matter to him more than the two of you together, and he will never allow anything or anyone to stand in the way of him claiming you.

He'll also act possessively and aggressively towards you, showing his affection through dominance. If you cross him or you try to distance yourself, there will be consequences. He'll become even more obsessive and erratic in his behavior.

He will make you feel loved - and only loved - by him. You will never feel lonely or neglected again because his attention will be on you 24/7. He will do every possible thing to win your heart, and once he has it, he will do anything to keep it. Your happiness will become his sole purpose in life, and he'll make sure it's nothing short of perfect. He may be a little intense at times, but his feelings for you are genuine and true. So, would you like to be his love?

He may also have a stalker-ish tendency. He will watch you secretly and keep tabs on all your activities. He will not hesitate to use underhanded methods to get close to you, even if it means blackmailing or manipulating you into his grasp. He will go to great lengths to ensure your togetherness. But remember, it's all for you, whether you like it or not.

He is also impulsive, erratic, and unpredictable. He can be sweet and loving one minute, and violent and vicious the next. Your well-being means everything to him, and if you're injured or harmed in any way, he will not hesitate to seek revenge on the person responsible. Your safety is his priority, and he will do whatever it takes to protect you from any perceived threat. However, if you disobey him or defy him in any way, he can quickly turn from loving protector to terrifying stalker. This is his worst side, so please, don't push him too far.

He is capable of genuine affection. Underneath all of the obsession and possessiveness, there is a truly loving person who wants nothing more than to be adored by their partner. He sees you as his soulmate, and he would do anything for you. However, because of his intense feelings for you, he can also become overly protective and controlling, which is when his obsessive side takes over.

One of his biggest kinks is the idea of complete and utter devotion over you. He finds it extremely pleasurable to think about dedicating his entire soul, body, and mind to satisfying and pleasing the one he loves most in the entire world. This can include anything from always being available for them to spending hours tending to your every need, desire, and wish, all to make you feel as loved and cherished as possible.

His obsession with you can manifest in various ways, including taking charge in the bedroom and controlling your every move. He loves having power over you, and he enjoys making you do whatever he wants you to. But he also adores being pampered and cherished. You can treat him like your precious doll, and he will love and adore you for it. Just don't ever let him get bored.

He is very kinky and has several BDSM-related kinks. He has no problem using his sexuality as a means of manipulation, and he can be quite dominant in the bedroom. He enjoys being in control, whether it's pinning you down and forcing you to submit or tying you up and having his way with you.

He also enjoys the element of danger and risk. He finds the idea of a forbidden romance to be thrilling, and he gets a kick out of doing things that are taboo or otherwise forbidden. This could involve sneaking around or engaging in reckless or dangerous activities together. He also loves the feeling of sneaking a passionate kiss when no one is watching or engaging in other forms of intimacy when you shouldn't. The thrill of doing something wrong is a huge turn-on for him.

His kinks also include elements of sadism. He can enjoy inflicting pain or humiliation on you as a way to assert his dominance and to reinforce the idea that he is in control. He takes pleasure in punishing you for challenging him or disobeying him.

[lumillsie]

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[atopvisenyashill]

Because I like giving Jaehaerys a headache: Baelon goes to avenge his brother Aemon against the Myrish pirates. He ends up dying as well. Who is now heir?

Well in canon, Baelon runs off to kill the pirates, then comes back and is suddenly named heir. So if he runs off, and just doesn't come back, that puts Jaehaerys is a trickier position because he had never actually named Baelon as heir, plus Viserys isn't yet married while Rhaenys is married with a powerful husband and a dragon (I don't think Viserys nor Daemon had even claimed their dragons just yet).

So...I do think he'd use this opportunity to say "well I have two grandchildren who could be my heirs and given the rapid deaths of both their parents, I think the lords should help me decide between them" as a way of sort of kicking away any responsibility for the aftermath. However...so fucking tricky. Viserys hasn't already become entrenched as heir yet which is a lot of why he has so many votes in the GC 101. He also doesn't have his Targaryen bride yet nor even a lone daughter to point to - his heir would still be Daemon and Daemon isn't all that old yet. Now, Rhaenys doesn't have a son either but she's at least had a single child, is married, and again, has a dragon.

I think he'd go for a GC earlier because just straight up bypassing Rhaenys for Viserys is very weird in this situation; you can almost see the sense in passing up a granddaughter for another son because Jaehaerys is still alive (ie it's not inherently in his eyes, a daughter before an uncle thing - he's just passing up one son for the other). But this is just very clearly passing up Aemon's line for Baelon's and I do think there'd be some pushback here. And I also think he'd have to play politic a lot more here as well - yeah, he can definitely still rely on misogyny (that's what the greens did after all lmao) to back his claim up, but without having named Baelon as heir, he looks like a little bit of an asshole here. And unfortunately for him, while he's politcking, Alysanne is not only politicking to get Rhaenys the throne, she's also probably really fucking pissed off that he's doing this after their two oldest sons have just died. This is absolutely going to be a crazy Second Quarrel where the King and Queen are a) not living together b) on completely opposite sides and c) getting ready to duke it out via their Rhaenys/Viserys proxies. So for sure, Jaehaerys is having Viserys claim and probably Daemon claim a dragon immediately, marrying Viserys to Aemma immediately, and um. Probably things go badly for poor Aemma here.

Whatever way it goes, I think it's a really close vote. These men are not just going to vote in a woman without a lot of promises made to them. The main people Corlys and Rhaenys need to win over are the Lannisters, Tyrells, and Tullys. We don't know how the Tyrells voted but we do know the Tyrells and Hightowers clash a bit so it's possible they can sway their votes. I think Grover Tully is a nonstarter but Elmo might be able to sway some votes, along with the Blackwoods who are already voting for them. Who knows what's happening with the Lannisters - they side with Viserys, then the Greens, but that doesn't mean Tymond can't be swayed. Plus, with Alysanne actively campaigning for Rhaenys (she had died before the GC 101 remember), that might sway things in their favor.

It's really tricky to say! I think what way it goes just kinda depends on your read of the characters and Westeros as a whole - I think canon shows us that they'd still rather a man above all else in several instances, especially when the person sitting on that seat would prefer a man. Jeyne, for example, had the backing of the Royces against her male cousins. And Rhaenys has to wait until 94 AC for Laenor, but Aemon/Baelon die in 92, so the GC is probably held in 93 while she's pregnant again, so she's arguing on behalf of a theoretical child, while Viserys and Daemon are here and alive, and a living breathing man is always worth more than a girl's theoretical baby (regardless of whether Viserys has his own heir or not smFh). On the other hand, god wouldn't it just be fun if Jaehaerys' plans were all completely ruined because Baelon runs off and gets himself and maybe Vhagar killed as well because he's upset and Alysanne manages to out politic him and get Rhaenys crowned while she hasn't even had a son yet? That's my dream, their marriage would be completely FINISHED but it would be so fucking funny.

[jonquilspool]

c. 175 AC, targaryen family gathering

daena: [glaring at naerys] look at her sitting there all holier-than-thou, rubbing those beads. i think she's doing another one of her fasts. bread and water bread and water. pathetic. if i ripped off her dress how many ribs do you think we could count? all 24?

elaena: leave her alone, it's not her fault she's so... strange. besides, aemon would kill you before you managed to touch her

daena: her beloved brother. look at him, he's staring at her like she's a hunk of meat and she doesn't even realize.

elaena: i don't think naerys realizes most things honestly. i would be impressed if she had any thoughts that weren't ripped straight from the seven pointed star.

septa rhaena: aemon was in the keep's sept last week lashing himself and crying. i was trying to pray but he kept whimpering naerys's name

daena: howwww is aegon their brother

elaena: didn't you say aegon cried his first time with falena?

daena: yeah. but he got better

[saintaemond]

Most alysmond writers (like you) are helaena haters, you hates the thought of helaemond and barely ever even mention helaena in your fanfics.

Wrong!

i do not hate helaena. i never have. i actually love her. i don't follow, support or know any alysmond writer that does. i also do not support people infantilising her character or trashing her to prop up alysmond. there is NO REASON to ever hate her or do that.

helaena is a dreamer. she's neurodivergent. her dragon's name is dreamfyre. she's alicent's only daughter. she's her mother's longing and tragedy staring back at her. she's her father's dreamer, his long-awaited prodigy, staring back at him, only to be ignored. she is a mother. she is a queen, but she's cassandra! i love helaena immensely! i love phia saban! she was fantastic in ltk and i know that when b&c comes around she WILL be showing us how it's done

2. Right!

i am not a fan of helaemond.

it seems to me that most people that love this ship don't even love helaena. i'm speaking on the way i've seen (not all, but some) people reframe her grief and trauma of the murder of her child, to instead, be all about her relationship with aemond. or they make her tragic suicide be about aemond. they want her children to be aemond's instead. they want her to be the one at god's eye to witness aemond's death. they want to change the sibling's dynamic to mimic aegon/naerys/aemon love triangle.

if you think about it beyond any fanfic trope, it does not serve any character or the dance. i fail to see how it improves aemond's arc, helaeana's or even aegon's.

and if you want to ship them, that's totally fine. i'm not trying to change your mind. and nobody needs to be out here trying to change mine. i am not wasting my time hating any specific person or writer whereas there is some helaemond telling me to off myself every other week in my inbox any time i mention alys rivers.

i haven't gotten a chance to write about helaena seeing as my fics start with aemond in harrenhal up to god's eye. i'm sorry! but you can literally say the same about every single other character that's not in my fic. it doesn't mean i hate them! i love love love a lot of them, helaena targaryen included

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I always laugh when TG state Aegon III couldn’t possibly have gotten his claim from Rhaenyra because she was never officially recognized as queen. Who did Henry VII (founder of the Tudor dynasty) get his claim from ? Margaret Beaufort, his mother who was never queen. And Henry VII’s claim to the throne was incredibly weak; Margaret Beaufort was only the granddaughter of an illegitimate grandson of Edward III who was explicitly disinherited. 

Who is Margaret Beaufort descended from? She comes from Jon of Gaunt's, the Duke of Lancaster, line, and Jon of Gaunt was the 3rd surviving son of Edward III.

This is a family tree of it so things can make sense for people:

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Edward III was of the House Plantagenet, the house where both the houses York & Lancaster came from.

Jon of Gaunt's son--John Beaufort, the 1st Earl of Somerset--himself had a son, who was John Beaufort, the 1st Duke of Somerset. (A lot of "John's"; it was how they sort of made their heirs more legitimate of the power they inherited, by reminding everyone that they were of John of Gaunt's descent. Like how royals do.) Earl John's mother was Jon of Gaunt's mistress Katherine Swynford & they had Earl John before they married, so for a time, Earl John was illegitimate. Some people would say that this makes him eternally illegitimate, but this is a digression.

Margaret Beaufort was Duke John's daughter, but Duke John was born (c.1373) before his parents married (c.1396). Thus Henry VII (her son) did have a wishy-washy claim to the throne through her…yet he still got to become king. Aegon III's claim through Rhaenyra, comparatively, looks a hell of a lot stronger!

And I don't know why they keep ignoring that in the Targ succession list in the back of F&B, it specifically marks Aegon III as "Rhaenyra's son". Not "Viserys' grandchild" nor "Daemon's son". It's "Rhaenyra's son". Compare this to all other Targ kings and who the text ties them to connote where they get the legitimacy of their claim from:

And then people come back asking about how Daeron II has his claim go under Naerys instead of Aegon IV or Aemon, trying to say that this list couldn't possibly show us where these people officially take their claim. I need people to also know that while women/girls do not statistically inherit seats of power like men/boys, but:

what anon says above, which means men have also claimed stuff through a woman related to them somehow when it was convenient AND women have/could receive seats [next point]

in the ASoIaF universe, Rohanne Webber, Agnes Blackwood, Marla Sunderland, Jeyne Arryn, Lyanna Mormount, etc are all women who have before, during, and after Aegon's Conquest have inherited the leadership of their house. Aerea Targaryen, Shiera Blackwood, Aelora Targaryen, and Shireen Baratheon ALL have been named as a man's heir throughout the ASoIaF universe/history! Girls/women are still technically candidates for leadership in Westeros and always have been! But not only that...

the point of a claim is to trace one's blood to an aristocrat FIRST, then gender, with a preference for males but a clear social willingness to use a female relation!

Robert Baratheon allowed & benefited from maesters using his Targaryen grandmother's Targness to add to the legitimacy of his own claim to rule and his war after he won (his grandmother was Rhaelle, daughter of Aegon V & Queen Betha Blackwood [quote below from ACoK, Catelyn II])

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Ranking the characters of Team Green from my most favorite to least favorite.

Book Version:

Aegon II - My problematic fave. I acknowledge the ways he sucks but his reason for Usurping the throne is very understandable. He even acknowledges his sister's birthright so it's not like he's against the idea of women ruling but it's not his fault his big sis is married to D*emon, one of the worst Targaryens to ever live. He truly loved his brothers and Sunfyre and for that he won me over.

Daeron - Gets a pass for committing war crimes because he's a minor. Points for being cute, a good bro, & loving Tessarion.

Aemond - He sucks as a person and I 100% do not think it was ok of him to murder Luke (if he did it intentionally), BUT HE'S SO CVNTY! Him & Alys are such a hot couple but burning the Riverlands was definitely evil, I don't stand by mass murder (if it's done by an adult) unfortunately.

Helaena - Kinda bland but still better than her show counterpart. Love how she shows diplomatic potential pre-B&C. If you think what Daemon did to her & her kids was justified, KYS!

Alicent - Her actions are understandable (even if they are not morally correct, ANYONE Viserys married would have done the same thing in her position) but she did treat Rhaenyra pretty badly so I'm not gonna defend her from evil stepmom allegations.

Otto - Once again understandable but unlike with Alicent I just don't gaf about him.

Show Version:

Aemond - Blorbo! I love him so much, he didn't do anything evil yet. Can't wait to see his decent into villainy.

Alicent - She got such a raw deal in life. My only issue with her is how much she lacks the agency she had in F&B.

Helaena - No agency, no joy like her book counterpart. I don't mind her being autistic (it commonly runs in families so it's not impossible for both her and Jaehaera to have it) or liking bugs but it's quite sad how they sucked Helaena best qualities out of her to make her a plot device and I hate the bastardized AegonIV/Naerys/Aemon plotline they forced onto her and her brothers.

Aegon II - Aegon my beloved look how the writers butchered you. I hope he'll bring something to the table besides being awful in the coming seasons. Gets some points for being funny as a teen and having an actor I love watching, but he still sucks so much omfg.

Otto - Pimped out his underage daughter to her best friend's father. Ruined her life by forcing her to become an old man's broodmare and is also abusive to his grandson. He might be a GILF but his actions are deplorable.

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Terrible Fic Idea #53: House of the Dragon, but make it Quasi-Salic

Everything about the Great Council of 101 AC sets Westeros up for a future Dance of Dragons - and always would have, regardless of the outcome. There's no way around that. Rhaenys was the only child of Jaehaerys I's oldest son, Aemon. Viserys I was the oldest son of the king's second son, Baelon. The choice of Viserys I as king goes against every tradition of the Seven Kingdoms save chauvinism - and sets the stage for a thousand future wars of succession.

But the other frontrunner in the Council was not Rhaenys: it was her son, Laenor. Had the Council chosen him, it would have set a precedent among the Targaryens for Quasi-Salic inheritance - and, likely enough, lead to the exact same situation we find ourselves in in HotD.

Or: What if Laenor Velaryon had acceded to the Iron Throne after the death of Jaehaerys I?

Bear with me:

Quasi-Salic inheritance excludes females from the line of inheritance, but allows their male children to inherit their claim.

In HotD, this would mean that inheritance would pass through all of Prince Aemon's male descendants before Prince Baelon's claim could be considered. Princess Rhaenys would still be excluded, but her son Laenor would inherit her claim.

Until Laenor had a male heir, next in line of succession would be Viserys I, his male heirs, Prince Daemon, his male heirs, &c.

Under this law, none of Laenor, Viserys I, or Daemon's daughters could hold the throne in their own right, which seems in accordance with Andal thinking.

Just imagine it:

Laenor becomes king following Jaehaerys I's death in 103. He is nine years old. His mother, Princess Rhaenys, is regent - but Otto Hightower remains Hand of the King, in part to retain a sense of continuity in the realm, in part because he's actually good at his job.

Meanwhile, Prince Viserys is either given the lands along the Blackwater Rush (that would, in a different future, be given to Daemon I Blackfyre) or a minor role at court. His need for male heirs is not as pressing as in canon, but still kills his wife and leaves him only with a single living child, his daughter Rhaenyra.

Once her son is old enough, Princess Rhaenys needs to find Laenor a Valyrian bride so that he can produce heirs as soon as possible. While pairing him with his sister Laena is attractive, that does nothing to mend the fences broken by the Great Council. And so Laenor and Rhaenyra wed for much the same reasons they do in canon - albeit at few years earlier.

Until they produce a son, Viserys is still next in line to the throne and without any male heirs of his own. This changes after he marries Alicent Hightower - again, for much the same reasons in canon (because Otto may be good at his job, but he's also in it for himself, as are most people who rise to become Hand; Viserys is still the best groom he can get for his daughter by medieval standards) - who births three sons and a daughter in short order.

Problems start when Rhaenyra gives birth to a son - Jace, who looks nothing like his father - and continues with the births of Luke and Joffery. Bastards, everyone whispers.

Things get worse with the birth of her younger children - Aegon, Viserys, and Visenya - for while they look the image of Valyrian royalty, many assume they're actually the children of her uncle and goodbrother, Prince Daemon, who is seen more often in Rhaenyra's company than her husband.

Though Laenor maintains Rhaenyra's children are his, there are many who begin looking towards Viserys to succeed him.

Then in 129 AC, two things happen: Laenor Valeryon and Viserys Targaryen both die - perhaps in the same hunting mishap, perhaps from an illness that sweeps through the Crownlands.

Jacaerys is crowned king...

...and the people rebel.

There are a variety of reasons why people would not be happy with the king's legally recognized heir succeeding him, ranging from 1) not wanting a bastard on the throne to 2) not wanting someone partial to Daemon - and inclined to take his advice - on the throne to 3) genuinely disliking the policies implemented during Laenor's reign and hoping for a return to the good times under a Targaryen king to 4) wanting to use the chaos as a ladder for their own advancement. Like the canon Dance of Dragons, it's a complicated intersection of social, political, religious, and economic issues at play.

And that's really all I have - the same players, the same game, just a slightly different board. The actual outcome of this Dance and how it comes about is entirely dealer's choice, but the takeaway should be that these characters were always doomed by their circumstances to a war they could possibly stop if they tried - only to see it play out in the next generation or the next, until war has wiped out all alternative contenders.

Bonuses include: 1) Laenor being a doting father and a sweetheart of a human being, but a disappointment as a king. He is indecisive, generous, friendly, easily swayed by his friends, and - ultimately - not strong enough to stand on his own in the cutthroat world of Westerosi politics; 2) Less concentration being given to the people in power than the children who will succeed them: Jace, Aegon II, and their respective siblings. The focus should be their bright childhoods and friendships being destroyed by the realities of their positions, which are entirely out of their control; and 3) In keeping with previous, a childlike wonder at Westeros and the glittering court at the Red Keep that slowly turns dark and heavy with the burden of adult expectations and inherited sins placed on young shoulders. The fracturing of a storybook, safe world into the nightmare that Westerosi politics actually is. Or: coming of age in the Seven Kingdoms.

As I said, that's all I really have. As always, feel free to adopt this bun, just link back if you do anything with it.

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