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[helaemondcore]

"[...]Then there's the sibling relationship, and it just sort of came through when we were making it that me and Tom had this strained feeling between us, not me and Tom, love Tom. But that, weirdly, Ewan and I, Aemond, we had something that felt like more of an affinity, and that wasn't in the script at all. So it's just really exciting because basically, you just sort of go, 'If this was a real family, what would the dynamic be?' and you just make it. And it actually makes it more simple[...]" — Phia Saban, Still Watching Podcast

[redbelles]

"I could have you killed." "It wouldn't change anything."

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON 2.08 The Queen Who Ever Was

[alicentgwayne]

Come with me... to Harrenhal? We will lay waste to Daemon and his army. Let our enemy see that we will answer outrage with outrage. And if I refuse? Will you burn me as you did Aegon? That is a lie. I saw it.

Helaena and Aemond Targaryen HOUSE OF THE DRAGON — 2.08

[borgialucrezia]

"There is a deep love and affection. They're so infatuated with each other and they're very physical in that relationship. That is not something that just came out of the blue for us." (Lucrezia and Cesare Borgia || The Borgias)

"Helaena is the only person that can really get to Aemond’s heart. He cares about her in a way that breaks through his armor. And he doesn’t have that with anyone else. She's the only person that can keep him as Aemond, and can see him as the child he is. That was the undertone — she could say what she wanted and he wouldn’t throw her over the balcony." (Helaena and Aemond Targaryen || House of the Dragon)

(requested by @lucreziaborgia)

[divineandmajesticinone]

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON (2022-) I 2.05

[justmymindandstuff]

The way she can touch him, but he can't touch her

inspo. (Helaemond 01x10/02x08)

[ride-thedragon]

Oh they will be selling the records for the finale.

[aphrmoosun]

HOTD S2E8 LEAKS!!!

[hellshee]

HELAENA TARGARYEN APPRECIATION WEEK [4/7] favorite relationship

[aemondstark]

HELAEMOND

"The Princess and the Queen" 01.06 ￫ "The Green Council" 01.09

[helaenadreamerz]

Helaena & Aemond Targaryen | HOTD Trailer

[helaemondcore]

[peachysunrize]

AEMOND & HELAENA TARGARYEN 2.08 "The Queen Who Ever Was"

[undertheorangetree]

Conquerors Reborn

Summary- Helaena has a plan to ensure her favourite lady-in-waiting remains at court.

Warnings- MDNI 18+ NSFW. DUBCON due to persuasion. Female reader. Threesome. Overthinking. Cunnilingus. Vaginal fingering. Handjob. P in V sex. Loss of virginity. Targcest. Praise kink. Titty sucking.

Author’s Note- debatably the dirtiest thing I’ve ever written besties and it’s suffered a handful of rewrites. Link to the full story belowwww

dividers by firefly-graphics

"I know something you don't know," a familiar voice sings.

She looks up from her needlepoint just as Helaena collapses beside her, her skirts spreading out like a large pink puddle in the grass. She adjusts her own to make room for her, waits as Helaena shuffles closer and rests a hand on her leg in greeting while she sets her needlework aside.

"I imagine you know many things I do not."

Immediately, Helaena shakes her head. "Not about court. I know something you do not about court."

She smiles at the excitement in the princess's voice. "Will you tell me then?"

"Mother has decided it is time for Aemond to marry. They're going to start searching for a wife immediately."

She feels herself tilt her head, brows drawn. That is not the news she had been expecting Helaena to relay, especially when it has not been so long since she and Aegon had been wed. That had been a grand affair- though smaller than Princess Rhaenyra's wedding had been to the late Prince Laenor, she heard- and she had overheard the maester of coin complaining of the expense during the festivities. She had not thought another royal wedding to be on the horizon for quite some time.

Despite the shock, she tries not to let it show lest she ruin Helaena's good mood. "Are they? I imagine you'll be receiving a rather large influx of invitations in the coming days then. That and plenty of new friends vying for your attention."

It is common knowledge that the prince favours his sister over his brother. Should someone wish to earn the prince's favour, it would be easily won by spending time with the princess, showing interest in the things she enjoys and having her present the idea of a betrothal to the prince. He would be hard pressed to deny her when he so enjoys making her happy, something she has been witness to more than once.

What is not so well known is the intimate relationship Helaena shares with him, of the fact that she lays with him as often as she does her. Aegon has always taken to warming the bed of every servant, whore, and noble lady who would have him and it had been agreed early into their betrothal that Helaena could bed whomever she wanted so long as it didn't threaten the legitimacy of any children. Becoming Helaena's lover had been an easy choice for her but she had never asked for details concerning her nights with Aemond.

Helaena purses her lips, reaching up to take her hand. "I do not want new friends. I have you, that is all I need."

They are much more than simply friends but she does not bother to contradict her. If she looks closely enough, she can still see the edge of the bruise her mouth left behind on Helaena's breast, just peeking over the edge of her bodice. The sight of it brings a small grin to her face and she squeezes Helaena’s hand comfortingly.

"You are all I ever needed."

Read the rest here

[alicentgwayne]

HELAENA & AEMOND TARGARYEN HOUSE OF THE DRAGON — 1.09 "The Green Council"

[ewanmitchellcrumbs]

I wish you would write a fic where no one abandons Aemond and he lives a long happy life with his family who love and trust him 😭

A tidbit for you, in the spirit of the game (not quite what you asked for, it's more Helaemond than anything else)

Where would I go?

Her question to her mother echoes back at her in her mind as she looks out at the lazily rolling waves of the sea, the horizon stretching on for an eternity against a cerulean blanket.

Here is where she has gone; where ever here is, she does not know. She gazes down at her bare feet, wiggling her toes in the sand, marvelling at the way it feels between them. Her slippers have been discarded, alongside Jaehaera's, somewhere off to the side, not far from where her daughter now plays. She smiles softly as she watches her little girl lift up shells towards the sunlight. How long had it been since either of them had felt it upon their skin? She cannot remember.

She turns, seeing her younger brother walk slowly down the beach towards them. His approach does not feel quite so heavy as it has over the last half a year. She feels no fear as he advances, there is no intent and no expectation of her from him. A weight has been lifted from him.

Come with me.

Helaena had refused Aemond's plea to accompany him to Harrenhal, though upon learning of their mother's plan to yield the city to Rhaenyra, she had agreed to flee King's Landing; he on Vhagar, she on Dreamfyre, his niece clutched tightly to her chest.

It had been an age since Aemond had had the pleasure of witnessing his older sister on dragonback, and she was as graceful a rider as he had remembered, despite the whimpering child that clutched tightly to her clothes.

The rumble of their dragons nestled beside each other within the dunes brings him a sense of peace. They are as much a comfort to each other as Helaena is to him. There is no certainty that Dorne can house them forever, but for the moment there is no war, no threat to their lives, no discontent, simply brother and sister discovering a brief moment of peace that they have never known before.

Aemond stops short of touching Helaena as he comes to stand behind her, despite the way his fingers flex with the urge to. He has not yet earned that right, not after how he has behaved, compelled by fear and desperation.

He eyes her carefully as she stares wistfully out to sea, the breeze gently blowing her silver hair around her head, as though it is strands of delicate silk.

"You want to know if I still see it, do you not?" She eventually asks, her voice soft.

"Yes," is all he is able to utter, voice thick with emotion.

She turns then, looking at him, her expression relaxed and almost dreamy. "You are never seen again," she repeats, "but it is because you are finally free."

Aemond lets out a breath he had not know he had been holding in, a tear rolling down his unmarred cheek. The relief that floods through him makes him feel as though he could simply float away. He needs to anchor himself.

As his hand wraps itself around Helaena's forearm, she does not flinch or pull away. There is understanding in her eyes as she looks upon him, and a promise that in spite of the uncertainty of their future, it is one they shall both live to see.