#i mean none of them are maegor's

[syndrossi]

Okay, but let us consider for a moment the AU where House Targaryen doesn't toss aside Valyrian marriages after the Conquest. Like, if you have Maegor + Aenys + Alyssa, then the civil war just...doesn't happen. Sure, the Faith gets grouchy, and so you sic Maegor on them until they're properly beaten down, but when you've got two husbands and one wife, and you're all related, no one knows who the father is!

You bet Maegor is proudly declaring Aegon his whenever he does something brave, and muttering about him being Aenys's when he's being indecisive. Visenya gets to be that witchy, over-involved grandma to all of Alyssa's babies. Rhaena is definitely his, he insists. He co-rules with Aenys, like he basically did before, and when he dies, they pick the next three-headed dragon.

*shakes head* We coulda had it all.

[greycloudsinwinter]

Yandere Maegor the Cruel headcanon. Please

YANDERE MAEGOR THE CRUEL X READER

🔪 Maegor was cruel and calculating when He did anything .

🔪once he upsurged the throne he became worse it seemed that his thirst for blood ran deep.

🔪he wanted a child desperately he married many women but cared for none of them. He just wanted an heirs to secure the throne .

🔪but when the children died or were deformed and died during or after birth he became desperate.

🔪when he met you he was curious. You were beautiful a doe in a den of dragons and snakes.

🔪he began to call for your company this however didn’t go unnoticed by his other wives . Some where happy the attention was off them others were angered and full of jealousy.

🔪he gifts you jewls of valerian steel and flowers .

🔪when he trusts you enough he goes to you for advice.

🔪he no longer warms the beds of his wives instead he resides in solitude hungry and desperate for your affection.

🔪when he confesses to you he wishes to marry you depending on your answer will affect your future .

🔪if you accept your life will be luxury and if you can give him a child he will treat you like a goddess. Don’t worry if can’t he will still love you just give him all your attention.

🔪if you rejected him. He will lock you in a place where no one can find you. So you will have to beg him and I mean BEG him for the smallest things like food or water.

🔪he likes to control you and everyone around you .

🔪he is a jealous and violent Yandere …

🔪definitely one of the WORST yanderes to have

Thank you ❤️❤️

[huramuna]

a maid's folly - chapter 1.

dark aemond x maid ofc minor aemond x floris baratheon work is 18+, minors do not interact, lest ye be smited.

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summary: a new maid from the Vale arrives at the Red Keep during a tumultuous time and becomes ensnared in the One-Eyed prince's web.

word count: 2k

i got a few requests for dark aemond x maid / servant / lowborn so here is my amalgamation of all of those! this will be a mini series!

warnings: smut (eventually, will add further tags on chapters with smut), power imbalance, dark Aemond, canon typical misogyny, canon typical violence, Aemond being a touch starved weirdo, possessiveness, jealousy, this is going to be ANGSTY

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It was an eve of spring, a gentle breeze whistling through the corridors of the Red Keep. A particularly strong gust rippled the bandanna atop the maid’s head– she slapped a hand to the crown of her skull, pulling it taut once more.

She shouldn’t be getting knocked over by a mere gust of wind– in the South, no less. The newly appointed maid was a young girl of nineteen name-days passed. She was known by Rosemary; Rosemary Stone. Originally from the Vale, more specifically, she was raised in the Eyrie. Her mother was a handmaiden to Lady Jeyne Arryn– the two women were particularly close and Jeyne took Rosemary under her wing as if she were her own after her mother passed. Rosemary knew there had been a deep love between her lowborn mother and the Lady of the Vale.

Rosemary’s mother spoke little of her father, if at all– she had heard rumors swirling around the Eyrie that it was a bannerman of Lady Jeyne’s, but she paid no mind to it, it didn’t matter to her either way. She was raised as well as a bastard could be and received much love from Lady Jeyne and her mother.

“Rosemary, you must listen to me, my dear,” Lady Jeyne had said just a few moons prior, “The world is changing. You’ve grown in the safety of the Vale, but I fear that… you are unprepared for your future. You’re a young girl, beautiful and you could become something one day, something beyond your name,” she paused, taking Rosemary’s hand in her own, “You must leave the Vale.” 

Rosemary blinked, recoiling slightly as if she’d been hit with a physical blow, “W-what? What do you mean, ‘leave the Vale’?” she asked, her bottom lip quivering ever so slightly, “All I know is the Eyrie— all I know is you, all I know is… is…” she sniffled, clenching on Jeyne’s hand tightly before letting go. 

Jeyne let out a small sigh, getting a bit closer to her, their knees touching, “My sweet girl— that is exactly my point. I… cannot in good conscience let you live out the rest of your life here. You’re young, you have no titles, no land,” she paused, “No blood relatives keeping you here— you may see your bastardry as a hindrance and in some ways, it may be— but you have more freedom than anyone else in this Keep. More than I have, more than your mother had.”

The girl wiped the tears now pooling at her lashes, “I don’t wish to go— I don’t know anyone, and if… if I do, where would I go?” 

Lady Arryn took Rosemary’s hands in her own once more, rubbing small circles on them in a soothing manner, “I’ve been corresponding with King’s Landing— I believe you may be a good fit in the Red Keep, mayhaps as a handmaiden or a servant. I will make the necessary arrangements,” she let out a small sigh, “Between you and I— I’ve heard that King isn’t well, and that it is the Hightowers who sit the Iron Throne now. The Vale is impregnable— but it is also where information goes to die. I shan’t be uninformed, up here in the Eyrie with none the wiser if a war is brewing right under our noses— I wish for you to send me letters of anything you deem noteworthy. We are safe from legions of soldiers but we are nothing against dragons— Maegor saw to that.”

Rosemary’s brow furrowed, “You wish for me to… spy?” 

“In a way— think of it as your secondary goal,” Jeyne hummed, “Your priority is socializing, getting acquainted with other people and mayhaps finding a nice lover or two along the way, hm? You shan’t find any of those in the Eyrie, dear.”

The girl cracked a smile, albeit a small one. Slowly, she nodded. She didn’t wish to disappoint Jeyne. In a way, she was another mother to her, and she felt a strong desire to please her. 

But she still felt a deep pit in her stomach— she didn’t know what to expect in King’s Landing.

Rosemary was pulled from her reverie by a tap on her shoulder. It was Magelle, one of the older serving ladies. 

“Wake up, girl,” she whispered in a harsh tone, “Take this tray to the prince.” the older woman shoved a silver platter of hot water and tea leaves at her.

“The… prince— y-yes, the prince,” Rosemary stumbled, “Which one?”

Magelle rolled her eyes, “Do ye see wine on this tray? I told ye— the older prince only drinks wine. I’ll be rolling in my grave when that boy asks for tea. This is for the younger prince, Aemond. Remember what I told ye— no eye contact, especially with the second son. Ain’t a pretty sight none anyhow. Now get goin’.” she huffed, swatting the younger maid on the bottom, practically spurring her into action like a horse. 

Rosemary stumbled through the halls with the tray, getting lost a few times— what was the point of all of these damnable hallways? 

Eventually, she found her way to Maegor’s Holdfast, where the royal apartments were. She counted, Aemond’s chambers were third from last.

A gentle knock on the door was heard as she walked up to it. Her hand was shaking ever so slightly as she adjusted the hood of her kerchief , pushing up a single, errant hair. The teacups rattled on the tray she was balancing with her other hand. She was to serve the prince– the second prince, to be clear. If she were to serve the first prince, she would’ve just had to come with a decanter of wine and call it a day. But this prince– Prince Aemond ‘One Eye’-- was an enjoyer of tea, apparently. Rosemary thought it a much better choice than wine— she found the liquid to be sour and unappealing. 

“Your g-grace,” she murmured, then cleared her throat, enunciating once more, “Your grace– your tea.”

“Enter.” a voice said– it was quiet, but something about it made her want to prick at her nail beds.

She opened the door with her shoulder, scurrying into the room with her head down. As a servant of the Red Keep, she was taught to not make eye contact with her betters unless addressed, especially Aemond, as Magelle had warned.

“Do you require sugar or cream, your grace?” Rosemary asked, putting the tray to the small wooden table, looking down at her feet. 

She heard shuffling from her right, the creaking of leather and light footsteps growing closer. The scent of sandalwood and fire permeated her nostrils— it wasn’t unpleasant, just different.

“You’re new,” Aemond said, not even facing her. He walked past her to the table she placed the tray upon, pouring the rich brown liquid into his cup, “Are you not?” 

Rosemary put her hands together, sinking her thumb nail in the soft of her palm, “Y-yes, your grace,” she replied, blinking profusely, “I’ve just come from the Vale less than three days ago.” 

“The Vale?” he hummed, “Hm,” he dropped two cubes of sugar in his cup, stirring it, tasting it, before adding another two cubes. 

She watched from below fettered lashes, her eyes landing upon his hands— they were large and calloused. She heard that he was a proficient swordsman and rode the largest dragon in the world— and yet he took his tea with four sugars. Quite curious.

“If… you needn’t anything else, my prince,” she bowed slightly, “I will leave you to your tea.” Rosemary began to move, eager to escape. He was quiet enough, but something about him unnerved her— as if she was being taken apart in his head. 

“Wait,” his voice broke through the silence like a whip, “Come here, girl.” 

Her heart stopped in her chest— she was surely dead. She must’ve done something wrong, and he was to execute her. Rosemary was not an optimistic thinker. The maid turned towards him, head bowed. 

“Eyes up, little lamb,” he murmured, his already quiet voice rasping slightly, like flames licking at his throat. His hand, calloused and all, tucked under her chin, tipping her head up. 

Rosemary, ever diminutive, raised her eyes to him— her two deep, brown eyes met his one violet. She wasn’t breathing, her fingertips shaking ever so slightly. 

From her briefing about the royal family, she thought she was to look out for the older prince, Aegon, as he was known to be handsy with maids and servants alike. But no one had told her of Aemond except the warning not to look at him— and if they had, they said he was reserved, quiet and broody. 

Magelle said that he was a sight for sore eyes— and after looking at him now, she wondered if the old bat was blind. He had chiseled features and a pleasantly shaped mouth, like a taut bowstring. She glazed over the nasty scar over the right of his face, but didn’t pay it much mind. 

“Your name, little lamb?” he asked then, turning her head to the side, up and down, back and forth, as if appraising her like a slab of meat. 

“Rosemary, my prince,” the shaking maid replied, so quickly and quietly that she thought that she almost didn’t speak at all. 

The only indication that she had spoken was the tug of the prince’s upper lip in something akin to a grin. “Fitting. Lamb goes well with rosemary— or so I’ve heard.”

She felt a bead of sweat fall from her brow, “I don’t much like lamb, your grace.” 

He snorted at that, “You valemen, or valewomen, raise sheep, do you not? My uncle once said that the sheep of the Vale are prettier than their women,” he let go of her face, but not without looking at her a bit more, “He never had any taste, truly.” 

Rosemary felt her hands twitch as they came back together. What on earth did that mean? Was he calling her a sheep— more beautiful than a sheep? Was he calling her ugly? She was truly puzzled by the prince’s words, but said nothing of it. 

“Thank you for the tea. You may go now.” he hummed, turning away from her, attending back to his tea. 

A sigh of relief was felt throughout her body as she curtsied— it was still shaky from her nerves, but she managed to keep herself upright. “Have a good evening, my prince.” she murmured at last, leaving his chamber. 

She heard him once more, emitting a small ‘hm’. She could practically see the twitching sneer on his face like before. 

As she descended down the hallways, she unwrapped her kerchief from her head, her light cream colored braids falling out of their delicate shape and strewing across her back. Something about Aemond unnerved Rosemary so completely and her skin crawled as she left. 

She had never met a dragon before— how could she have? — but she felt as if he was an embodiment of one, bones made of obsidian and ash. And she was just a lamb in the face of a dragon. 

Descending back to her room— a chambered closet with a straw filled mattress— she curled into her bed, tossing her apron and dress aside. One of the things she brought from home— if she could even consider the Eyrie ‘home’ anymore— was a quilt sewed with thick, blue threads. It had depictions of the stars and moon, with little lambs and nightingales and dusk roses, sewn by her mother— with contributions from Jeyne— before her birth. Her hands traced the stitches, eyes filling with tears. The hem was frayed slightly from her habit of doing this very thing over the years. 

It was the only thing she had left of her mother, both of her mothers. Her chest ached at the thought that she would likely never return to the Eyrie, never see Jeyne again— never have her hands held by her, never have their knees touch, never have her kiss her forehead and tell her that everything would be okay. 

She was alone. A lamb alone in a castle of vipers and dragons. 

How truly precarious. 

Her sleep, when it came, was fitful. Tossing and turning, she dreamt of nightingales and lambs being torn limb from limb between dragons, some black and some green. Her skin was charred ash, her chest skewered by a stag’s horns until she bled out, wolves coming to feast upon her corpse. 

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[daeneryseastar]

Womanhood Before, During, and After the Dance:

…regardless of seniority, the Iron Throne could not pass to a woman, nor through a woman to her male descendants.

Childbirth exacted a toll on the princess; the weight that Rhaenyra gained during her pregnancies never entirely left her, and by the time her youngest boy was born, she had grown stout and thick of waist, the beauty of her girlhood a fading memory, though she was but twenty years of age. According to Mushroom, this only served to deepen her resentment of her stepmother, Queen Alicent, who remained slender and graceful at half again her age.  

“Mayhaps the whore will die in childbirth.”

Queen Alicent alone amongst them was excused from the oath, on account of her womanhood.

“…or must we kneel and kiss the old whore’s cunny?”

Nor could House Arryn be relied upon, for the Eyrie was presently ruled by a woman, Lady Jeyne, the Maiden of the Vale, whose own rights might be called into question should Princess Rhaenyra be put aside.

…though how many would still fight for her now that she was a woman wed, her body aged and thickened by six childbirths, was a question none could answer.

“I offered her an honorable peace, and the whore spat in my face.”

“Thrice have my own kin sought to replace me,” Lady Jeyne told Prince Jacaerys. “My cousin Ser Arnold is wont to say women are too soft to rule. I have him in one of my sky cells, if you would like to ask him… she remains our rightful queen, and mine own blood besides, an Arryn on her mother’s side. In this world of men, we women must band together.

He had nothing against women, Lord Borros went on to say; he loved his girls, a daughter is a precious thing…but a son, ahhh…should the gods ever grant him a son of his own blood, Storm’s End would pass to him. “Why should the Iron Throne be any different?”

“The whore of Dragonstone, he means.”

“The whore on Dragonstone is not the threat.”

Rhaenyra may call herself a queen, but she has a woman’s parts, a woman’s faint heart, and a mother’s fears.

The girl they had once cheered as the Realm’s delight had grown into a grasping and vindictive woman, men said, a queen as cruel as any king before her. One wit named Rhaenyra “King Maegor with teats,” and for a hundred years thereafter “Maegor’s teats” was a common curse amongst Kingslanders.  

“The false king and the whore queen shall be cast down with all their works, and their demon beasts shall perish from the earth.”

…calling down the wroth of the gods upon “this unnatural queen who sits bleeding on the Iron Throne, her whore’s lips glistening and red with the blood of her sweet sister.

Lord Borros was confident of victory, for his scouts had told him that the rivermen were led by boys and women.

… Little Lord Tyrell’s mother wrote to say that she had reason to doubt the loyalty of her son’s bannermen, and “being a mere woman, am not myself fit to lead a host to war.”

“My lords, it makes no matter. They are both girls. Have we learned so little from the slaughter? We must abide by primogeniture, as the Great Council ruled in 101. The male claim comes before the female.”

Like his father, who had sided with the majority at the Great Council of 101, he did not believe it was a woman’s place to rule.

The King’s half-sisters remained his nearest kin, but Lord Peake was not about to allow a woman to ascend the Iron Throne, after having so recently fought and bled to prevent that very thing.

[blue-mint-winter]

Maegor's natural conception: debunking the dark magic baby theory

There is a popular theory that Maegor was conceived with dark magic. Some go even farther and say he was a clone of Aegon. I've been trying to find if anyone actually did a comprehensive write up of this theory, but I only found some more casual forum discussions on Maegor's and Aenys' paternity and whether Aegon was sterile and his sons were bastards. I decided to reason out what was the most likely explanation of Maegor's pecularities and why it's not a conception via dark magic.

Debunking the magical conception theory: why Maegor was NOT a dark magic baby

Arguments used to support the dark magic baby theory:

A rumour that Visenya practiced dark magic -> theory that she used dark magic to conceive.

A rumour that Visenya was barren, because she didn't conceive earlier despite being married to Aegon for years.

Other reasons for people thinking that Maegor was conceived with dark magic are:

His big size, great strength and fast growth in childhood.

His excessive cruelty.

His inability to have children that weren't stillborn and malformed.

There are two kinds of arguments - those related to Visenya, the supposed magical conceiver, and those related to Maegor - his magical conception is used to explain his unusual traits.

Assuming both rumours about Visenya are true - she was barren and knew magic to conceive - she had both a reason and means to create a dark magic baby Maegor. However, if she wasn't barren, she could just conceive naturally. It’s possible for Visenya to give birth at 41, as other women gave birth at an even older age, like Alyssa Velaryon at 47 and queen Alysanne at 44. She didn't need to use the dark magic.

That's when the supplementary theory comes in. If Aegon was sterile, then Aenys was a bastard and Visenya had to use dark magic to get pregnant.

The arguments related to Visenya are a lynchpin to this entire dark magic baby theory, because if she didn't use dark magic to make Maegor, then everything else doesn't matter. That's why debunking Maegor-related reasons isn't necessary, but I will still do it for my own satisfaction. Explaining why a character was evil with him being a dark magic baby is just a bit ridiculous for the world of ASOIAF. There are plenty of evil characters in the series and none of them were made with dark magic.

Dark magic and Visenya's knowledge of it

I think the best way to prove if there was magic involved in Maegor's conception is to look to the rest of the ASOIAF series and find a similar case of magic use. There were Melisandre's shadow babies, but they weren't real, living humans like Maegor.

On the other hand, there is a character whose storyline has to do with childbirth and magic - Daenerys. When she was pregnant, she ate a stallion's heart to strengthen her son in the womb, which could be a magic ritual. Then she met a real expert - Mirri Maz Duur was said to know everything about childbirth and never lost a baby. She was a godswife (a priestess, healer and midwife) and also she was taught birthing songs by a moonsinger of Jhogo Nhai, that is a place north of Yi-Ti.

So apparently there is a branch of magic involved with birthing in the series. There's nothing said however about conceiving. The information is so little that it's impossible to say if Visenya knew this type of magic or any magic related to conceiving children or if conception magic even exists (let me know if there are any leads in the books about that). There's no mention of Visenya making trips to far east of Essos to learn about this branch of magic. The book only tells that she went with Aegon to Oldtown before the Conquest, where she might have learned anything to do with poisons and magic. However, none of the maesters so far displayed knowledge of a magic used to conceive. They're proficient at making moontea, performing a C-section and using poisons.

As well, there are reliable reports of Aegon and his sister Visenya visiting the Citadel of Oldtown in their youth, and hawking on the Arbor as guests of Lord Redwyne.

Incidentally, the moonsingers founded Braavos. There's a Temple of Moonsingers and also House of the Red Hands, which is a great center of healing. That means that Braavos is the closest location to Westeros where one could learn about birthing songs. However, the book doesn't mention Visenya ever going there. Due to the history of Braavos being founded by escaped slaves hiding from dragonlords, it's very unlikely she would go there or even be welcomed. Or helped with making more little dragonlords. If she visited, it would have been a huge event for the Braavosi. Not even king Jaehaerys went to negotiate there for the stolen dragon eggs, he just sent Septon Barth.

The rumours about Visenya using dark magic claim she did it when she was older and couldn't use a sword. There are two mentions of rumours about Visenya using dark magic:

Even those who loved her best found Visenya stern, serious, and unforgiving; some said that she played with poisons and dabbled in dark sorceries.

The oldest of the three heads of the dragon, Visenya was to outlive both of her siblings, and it was rumored that in her later years, when she could no longer wield a sword, she delved into the dark arts, mixing poisons and casting malign spells. 

Poisons and malign spells seem useless when the goal is to conceive a child. That's a type of magic to deal with enemies and Visenya learning it even before Conquest makes sense, as she was going to help Aegon with the war.

During Maegor's reign Visenya was suspected of killing High Septon with dark magic from afar, before she arrived in Oldtown, but there were many more likely suspects closer to the dead man. In any case she is only implied to know killing magic, not conception magic.

One videomaker had an interesting point about using magic in ASOIAF. If Visenya used it in some way to conceive Maegor, she had to pay a price for it - his inability to have healthy children. It would be a logical and satisfying setup and payoff. On the other hand, if Visenya knew a magical way to conceive, why didn't she tell Maegor at any point so he could use it to have a son? It would have prevented many political problems, like his polygamy causing the Faith to rebel. Looking at it this way, it's more likely that Visenya didn't know how to conceive with magic.

The evidence in text that Maegor was conceived by Visenya with magic is nonexistent. It's at best very circumstantial. Additionally, I found no evidence that a type of magic to help with conceiving a child even exists. There is only magic that helps with birthing and strengthening a child. It could be what Visenya used on Maegor after his natural conception.

Why Maegor wasn't a dark magic baby

The strangeness about Maegor's childhood is linked to his big size and strength and most importantly, his fast growth, as if it was accelerated. He could defeat adults in a fight when he was 13. It looks like he reached physical maturity early. (As an aside, it would make sense if he was a clone, but in Star Wars universe - the clonetroopers' growth was accelerated so they reached maturity at 10 years old and could fight in a war).

No newborn was ever more robust than Maegor Targaryen, maesters and midwives agreed; his weight at birth was almost twice that of his elder brother.

On the other hand his brother:

Aenys came first. Born in 7 AC to Aegon’s younger wife, Rhaenys, the boy was small at birth and sickly.

It's interesting to note that Maegor was a robust baby. If Aenys was too small and Maegor was like two of him, then it seems that Maegor was large but within a norm for babies (or Visenya wouldn't have been able to birth him). Also, it sounds that Aenys was simply a premature baby and it caused his many problems with early development.

Magic affected the growth of dragons, as with time they were growing slower and becoming smaller which was connected with weaker magic in the world. It's possible magic was used to affect Maegor's growth as well, because Targaryens are said to be a blood of a dragon. Visenya was more likely to have knowledge of this kind of magic rather than magic to conceive (which, again, we can't prove even exists in the series).

Visenya could have used magic, like Daenerys eating a stallion's heart, to make Maegor strong, resulting in his fast growth. She could have bathed him in blood, like Sam Tarly who was bathed in blood by warlocks from Qohor to make him brave.

She could have given him potions so he'd put on muscle quickly. She could have put him on a protein-rich diet. She even could have used magical equivalent of a hormone therapy to make her son grow up faster. The point is that it's easier to make an existing baby strong than invent a new branch of magic to make a strong baby (especially if doing it naturally is more convenient). This isn't Harry Potter, where they put things in a cauldron, say a few words and a dark magic baby is made.

Maegor's exceptional physicality and cruelty can't be used as a proof that he was a dark magic baby. He's not even the first character having those exact same traits. Maegor shares many similarities with Gregor Clegane, known as The Mountain, like his big body and strength, cruelty, brutishness, dimness and suffering a serious head injury. Their lists of crimes are also very similar: rapes, kinslaying, fighting partisans (Faith Militant, Brotherhood without Banners), raiding, killing servants and innocents, killing a horse in anger, destroying half of a boy's face (Maegor - slashing a stableboy, Gregor - burning his brother), killing an Aegon, killing wives, allowing torture by their subordinates. Both of them were healed or possibly resurrected by a dark magic user (Maegor by Tyanna, Gregor by Qyburn). Even their names sound very similar. Maegor is just a Targaryen version of Gregor and anyone can guess that making Gregor a king would be as much of a disaster as Maegor's reign was. So if Gregor was like that without any magic involved in his conception, why would Maegor be any different?

Maegor's inability to conceive normal children can have numerous better explanations than him being a dark magic baby:

Ceryse was infertile (Hightowers knew about it before the marriage or Visenya used poison/magic to stop her from conceiving in hopes of Maegor getting an annulment and marrying Rhaena as his mother proposed to unite her and Rhaenys' lines).

Tyanna and/or maesters poisoned other wives (including Alys Harroway when she and Maegor were in Pentos and met Tyanna).

Maegor had some sort of genetic defect that made him infertile because he was an incest baby.

Tyanna used dark magic to heal/resurrect him and that interfered with his ability to have healthy children.

He was cursed.

He used bloodmagic himself - proof: all the mass murders and burnings that look like blood sacrifices, he cut out Tyanna's heart with Blackfyre - seems like a part of a dark magic ritual.

His children were malformed because they were premature, other Targaryens also had malformed babies (like Rhaenyra's daughter Visenya and Daenerys' son Rhaego). In Rhaego's case his appearance could be caused by Mirri Maz Duur using him in a dark magic ritual.

In addition, it's proven in the series that dark magic use can cause infertility. According to Mirri Maz Duur, Dany became barren after her son was sacrificed in the failed ritual to resurrect Drogo. It could be just an effect of a miscarriage at her young age as well.

There's no mention of Visenya trying to resurrect anyone in her youth, which would make her barren, and she would be the last one to curse her own son with infertility when he was meant to continue her and Aegon's line.

On the other hand, Tyanna's use of dark magic to heal Maegor seems like the most likely cause of his infertility. Dany's example proves that dark magic can cause infertility in a woman, then why not a man too? And Tyanna told Maegor that she poisoned his children in the womb. She knew that was a price of her magic - making him unable to have healthy children. She didn't poison his wives, she cursed him and that's why "his seed was full of maggots". It was defective in some way. Maegor's life was prolonged by dark magic at the price of his bloodline never continuing. He was unable to create life after his own was magically extended, therefore unnatural.

All of the above reasons point out that Maegor wasn't evil and infertile because he was a dark magic baby. Any dark magic that influenced him and caused his infertility came at a later time in his life than his conception.

Maegor wasn't a dark magic baby.

Visenya wasn't barren and Aegon wasn't sterile

Whilst no one ever questioned Visenya’s fidelity to her brother-husband, Rhaenys surrounded herself with comely young men, and (it was whispered) even entertained some in her bedchambers on the nights when Aegon was with her elder sister. Yet despite these rumors, observers at court could not fail to note that the king spent ten nights with Rhaenys for every night with Visenya.

In other words, Aegon rarely had sex with Visenya (if they even had sex on those nights), he was in love with Rhaenys and had sex with her often.

[...] rumors flew about the court that King Aegon might take another wife, as Rhaenys was dead and Visenya childless and perhaps barren.

Somehow the rumour was spread that Visenya was childless because she was barren and readers took it at face value, when the explanation is right there in the first quote. Visenya didn't have children before, because she and Aegon rarely had sex. They had a marriage of duty, not love. The one Aegon was obviously trying to conceive with was Rhaenys. And they tried at least for 6 years until Aenys was born in 7 AC. I'm assuming they started after the Conquest, when the constant wars ended and they needed an heir to stabilize their new regime. On the other hand, after Rhaenys died in 10 AC and Aenys' condition worsened, Visenya and Aegon were forced to do their duty and actually started trying to conceive. They succeeded after only a year, as Maegor was conceived in 11 AC and born in 12 AC.

Why is no one asking why Rhaenys took 6 years to conceive? I think she was the sister with fertility issues, not Visenya.

Again, when looking to the main series for similar cases, I can think of a character that had trouble with conceiving and birthing a living child for years and that's Lysa Tully, the mother of the infamously weak and sickly Sweetrobin. Aenys and Sweetrobin are described in a similar way: they are small for their age, grow slowly, have spindly limbs, watery/runny eyes, cry a lot, and prefer their mother's milk. Sweetrobin wasn't weaned, while Aenys "screamed for a fortnight when he was weaned".

As we know, Lysa's fertility issues were caused by her having an abortion when she was a teenager. She almost died from it. We don't know anything about Rhaenys' younger days, but she was a party girl, so a similar situation could have caused her to have trouble conceiving until she was 31. Lysa gave birth to Sweetrobin after 10 years of marriage. She had 5 miscarriages and 2 stillbirths. In Rhaenys' case there's no information about any stillborn babies, but miscarriages could be hidden if they happened early in her pregnancies. Besides that, she and Aegon had political reasons to hide any of their troubles with conceiving the heir to the throne.

It looks like Visenya and Aegon are both wrongly accused of infertility. Maegor being quickly conceived after Rhaenys died and they needed a spare proves that they were both fertile. They just needed an urgent reason to do their duty.

It's all a misunderstanding

As an aside, I have a theory that the rumour about Visenya being barren was caused by a cultural misunderstanding. Valyrian/Targaryen customs in regards to procreation could be different than Westerosi tradition. Targaryens' immunity made it less pressing to have many children right away like Westerosi do, because the children wouldn't die of common illnesses and most likely survive to adulthood. Another reason for less children could be the necessity to maintain control over dragons and the hierarchy within the family. Too many people having dragons in the family at once would lead to infighting for the leadership. Examples of that kind of conflict were Maegor fighting his nephews for the throne and then the Dance of the Dragons.

I think Westerosi assumed that from the start of his rule, Aegon was trying to conceive children with both of his sisterwives. Rhaenys gave birth, but Visenya didn't, so she had to be barren. The Westerosi just couldn't imagine a situation in which a man, a king wouldn't even try to get one of his two attractive wives pregnant.

Visenya, being a warrior type and married only for duty, not love, probably wasn't keen on having children if it wasn't needed at the moment. Her behaviour and priorities weren't like those of a typical Westerosi noblewoman, whose most important duty is childbearing.

Later on, Targaryens adapted to Westerosi culture and started having more children, because there were many stillbirths and infant deaths. Also daughters couldn't inherit, so some kept trying to conceive in order to have sons.

Why Maegor and Aenys weren't bastards

I think that kind of plot twist misses the point. If the famously incestuous dynasty isn't actually doing incest and instead has kids with secret lovers, then what's even the point of making them incestuous in the first place. Targaryens are supposed to show the negative effects of incest and abuse being passed down the generations of a royal dynasty.

Visenya was faithful as the book says: "no one ever questioned Visenya’s fidelity to her brother-husband", while Rhaenys was rumoured to take other lovers, but then she had a sickly son. He was sickly because he was born from incest and he was a premature baby. Aenys only survived because he bonded with a hatchling, while many other Targaryen children like him later on didn't have that opportunity (like Jaehaerys and Alysanne's sons Aegon, Gaemon and Valerion, Baelon and Alyssa's son Aegon, Viserys I and Aemma's sons). Both Maegor and Aenys are Aegon's sons and I'll leave it at that.

Conclusion

The theory that Maegor was a dark magic baby has no legs to stand on. There's no evidence of a dark magic conception ever occurring in the whole series. Visenya couldn't learn any magic related to birthing because she never went to far east of Essos and as a dragonlord, she couldn't go to Braavos. She wasn't barren, she and Aegon rarely had sex (if they even did) and they didn't want to conceive when Rhaenys was still alive and trying to have a child with Aegon. After she died, Maegor was conceived quickly because Visenya and Aegon had a motivation to do their duty - Aenys' state regressed and it was uncertain if he will survive to adulthood.

Being a dark magic baby isn't needed for someone to be big, strong and cruel as proven by The Mountain, ser Gregor Clegane, whom Maegor resembles a lot in his size, strength and terrible deeds, which are almost the same. Both of them suffered a serious head injury which also could be a reason for their cruel behavior.

Infertility isn't caused by being created with dark magic, but by taking part in dark magic rituals, like Daenerys was. Maegor was healed/resurrected by Tyanna in a later part of his life, after which he kept having premature, malformed babies. There are also many other plausible causes of his lack of healthy children.

There's no reason to believe dark magic was used to conceive Maegor but he certainly had contact with it later on in his life.

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I hope I was convincing in this argument. I'm open to discussion and questions. If there's any book evidence I missed, please let me know. I spent entirely too much time thinking about Aegon-Visenya-Rhaenys dynamic and their sex schedule, but decided not to include that as it wasn't that important to the argument. Next up I could analyze Jaehaerys and Alysanne's bad parenting or move on to reading and comment on the Dance era.

[juniorfor2]

I keep seeing people, even those supporting Team Black, say that Rhaenyra really shouldn’t have had bastards, because it would “disrupt the realm and will cause problems,” and it’s irritating me, because it is ignorant of GRRM’s ENTIRE POINT about the Velaryon boys.

It NEVER mattered whether or not Jace, Luke, or Joff were bastards. They could have been as true born as any true born could be, from the best and most noble family, and it wouldn’t have mattered. They would ALWAYS be called bastards. Whether Rhaenyra married Daemon or Laenor or Harwin or Jason Lannister or Cregan Stark, they would be called such in every scenario.

If Rhaenyra had married Daemon, guess what, they would be bastards because Daemon was married to Rhea before and who cares about annulments or whatever, or they MUST have been conceived out of wedlock, or they’d be as cruel as Maegor and couldn’t be allowed to rule. Oh, but what if she married Laenor and had true born kids with silver hair and a darker skin color? Guess what, she actually had them with Corlys because Laenor couldn’t get it up - OR, they are Laenor’s kids but that means they’ll also be gay and turn the Keep into a brothel, which obviously can’t be allowed to happen. She marries Harwin? They don’t look Targaryen, and are actually Strongs by name, and really Rhaenyra probably invited other men into their bed and had their children, can’t allow them to take over. She marries Cregan Stark? Same thing, and having a king who keeps to Northern gods would be blasphemy - and the kids aren’t true born because the marriage vows weren’t by the Faith, and what if they keep to the northern gods as well??? No way. She marries Jason Lannister? Once again, should be Lannisters, don’t look like Targaryens, and can’t allow such a power-hungry man to take over. Even if she had married GWAYNE FUCKING HIGHTOWER, the narrative would still be that Rhaenyra is such a whore that she must have tried to go behind his back and have bastards.

Do you see how no matter who she marries, you could still accuse Jace, Luke, and Joff of being bastards, or non-Targaryens by their looks and mother? Do you see how you can cast any narrative you want if you try hard enough, regardless of the truth? DO YOU SEE WHAT GRRM’S POINT IS NOW????? DO YOU SEE THAT IT NEVER MATTERED WHETHER THEY WERE TRUEBORN OR BASTARDS IN TRUTH, BECAUSE THE GREENS WOULD CALL THEM BASTARDS NO MATTER WHAT?

Even if the Velaryon boys were bastards, what problems would it cause if the ENTIRE REALM believes they’re legitimate? What then? What happens when no one cares about the truth, because Rhaenyra, Laenor, Coryls, Rhaenys, and Viserys ALL said the kids were legitimate? What happens when the boys are so diplomatic and good that the lords don’t have a reason to revolt against them specifically? What happens when Rhaenyra and Daemon and Laena raise their children so well that they love each other without animosity or belief that they should usurp one another? What happens then?

I’m about to give you the most shocking answer of your life, so please bear with me -

It’s nothing.

Nothing happens.

I know right, none of ya’ll can believe it. Too shocking to be true.

Yet somehow, if we all just read the fucking book, it becomes pretty obvious that this is exactly what happened. Rhaenyra had 53 houses to Aegon’s 28, which clearly meant her being a woman or having bastards didn’t affect much. In fact, Alicent and Otto failed so badly at convincing everyone of their story, that Criston Cole, one of their biggest supporters, couldn’t even keep it straight (although I suppose that’s not saying much, considering how stupid all of them were).

And somehow, somehow, Aegon is never once even mentioned hating his elder brothers and wishing to start a succession crisis. Because it’s almost like he loved his family, and was so traumatized and depressed by losing them that he never recovered. Crazy how that works. Crazy how families can actually love each other.

The Velaryon boys being bastards never mattered. They didn’t give Rhaenyra a single problem, because they never were a problem. GRRM’s point wasn’t “bastardy matters and we should all make decisions and opinions based on it,” it was “bastardy is a social construct that anyone can be labeled with if you try hard enough, so maybe we shouldn’t be making decisions based on such a flimsy, thrown around label.” There’s a bit more to it if you then relate the message to Rhaenyra and the patriarchy, but that’s the main essence of it.

Does that it explain it enough? Is the message finally through? Cause it seemed pretty clear from GRRM, yet somehow almost nobody got it, and I’ll never know how.

[chibsandchill]

A good man

Pairing: Daemon T. x GN!reader

Warnings: None, some profanity (if you squint)

In Daemon needs some reassurance.

Masterlist

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His hair fell through your parted fingers like water, each strand softer than silk and as pale as the stars. They smelled of the lavender you placed under his pillows and between his tunics, while his skin smelt of the roses you plucked from the gardens. Smoke lingered in the red-speckled riding leathers he donned like armor. Each night he would sit on his balcony with the stars as his only witness as he tended to them with the devotion of a silent sister, tracing the worn edges and the fading crimson threads of his family emblem.

“Am I a good man?” He whispered. 

The family curse weighed heavy on his mind. He heard the whispers of the court, the not-so-silent speculations and declarations of his evil nature. A second Maegor, they liked to call him, for surely the sour prince is destined to be as cruel as he. 

“I don’t know.” You answered. 

Daemon’s coin had yet to fall. Would he be a good man? A bad one? A brilliant one, or a cruel one? A good man who did bad things, or a bad man who did good ones? Perhaps he wouldn’t be a man at all, perhaps he was destined to be the black sheep of a family of ravenous dragons, destined to burn and burn in the name of family and heritage until all that remained of the once prideful boy were memories tainted by centuries-old bitterness. 

“Am I a bad man?” 

The embers in the hearth crackled, sparks of fire licking at the slips of paper thrown on the threadbare carpet in front of it. Letters sent from his brother no doubt, the majority unopened and discarded, but some carried the bent edges of a letter well-read. You wondered if he read them under the stars as well, if his melancholy stare as he conditioned his leather were accompanied by his longing for family; for belonging. 

You let his words linger in the silence. 

“I don’t know.” You answered again. 

He could be kind, so kind that your heart skipped a beat when he presented you with luxurious gifts from his travels to faraway lands, but he could also be cruel as he scoffed and sneered at the vulnerability you showed him. He thrived in chaos and fire and blood, cursed to be as restless as his Blood Wyrm by even crueler Gods. Often he would stagger into his quarters beaming, lilac eyes as light as you had ever seen them, whilst covered in the blood of his once enemies. His hair wasn’t the color of stars then.

He hummed. 

“Would you like me to braid your hair now, my Prince?” 

Daemon nodded. 

With nimble fingers you parted his hair, making sure to scratch his scalp in the spots you knew he liked. Often when he returned in a foul mood you would offer to braid his hair and he would throw a snarky remark or otherwise barbed jab that you would ignore, before he fell into the armchair and allowed himself to be cared for in a way so unfamiliar that it scared him. He melted under your touch, heavy lids fluttering shut, freeing you from the intensity of his gaze. 

Was he a good man? No, the indifference with which he treated the ones around him spoke against it and his often uncaring words and actions towards those he deemed lesser than him, but he loved his family in a different way. A hidden way, one where their inevitable rejection couldn’t hurt him, their distrustful gazes and honey-coated lies never reaching the shriveled heart hiding behind stone walls. 

He could cut a man from cock to head without even a thought of hesitation, but he would burn the Seven kingdoms to protect his loved ones. His loyalty was highly sought after, each simpering maiden of King’s landing lusting after him even after he used and discarded them after they lost their appeal, though they knew not that his loyalty was as fickle as a candle’s flame, the ways and means with which he cared was unconventional at best and monstrous at worst. 

Daemon Targaryen was not a good man, or a bad one. He was something in between, something forged in the flames of sin and carnage, emerging screaming and angry from a cursed womb. A man of darkness shaped by a loving hand. 

You could braid his hair in your sleep. He never wanted anything more grand than the singular one that kept his hair out of his face. Still, you kept your hands in his hair, hiding your affection under the touch of a dutiful servant. 

“Are you a good man?” You asked him. 

The reply was instant.

 “No.”

“I think you could be.” Your fingers brush against his face. 

He glances at the letters. His eyes lingered on the letter at the top of the pile, one with Aemma’s unbroken seal. He confided in you once that he dared not open them for the sorrow with which his good-sister wrote to him with was enough to break his heart. “Perhaps once, if things had been different and the gods kinder I could have been. "

Emboldened by the way he allowed your touch to linger on his cheek, you say, “I thought Targaryens were above the gods.”

The reward for your bravery was the ghost of a smile. “You’re growing bold. But it matters not. Every story needs a villain, and who am I to deny the gods entertainment. I will play the part I was given.”

“Are you a bad man then, Daemon Targaryen?”

His eyes searched yours, and in an act even bolder than your words, he placed his hand over yours, long and narrow fingers slotting between yours like he was always meant to hold them. 

“Would you leave if I was?”

You shook your head. “No.”

His smile grew strained as if pained. “Then I hope I do not live long enough to see myself become one” 

Daemon pressed a kiss that lingered on the top of your hand before pulling it down to rest over his heart, allowing you to, for the first time, feel how his heart beat for you. 

[angrygirlromero]

Soooo I have this ideia about Maegor x niece!reader

She’s a child still and the only kid of his brother that he liked because she’s like him, she learns fast and make hard make friends with her own siblings. Visenya like reader too and convince Aenys to let her be her ward in dragonstone. When Maegor became king he says to her that when she’s older they are going to marry. Since he was always the cool uncle like daemon she’s happy and he treats her on the same level he treats his mother. Reader is basically an entitled kid and Maegor the entitled uncle/husband.

IF ANY OF THIS MAKE SENSE TO YOU. ❤️

MAEGOR X NIECE!READERミ★

WARNINGS: INCEST, SEXUAL REFERENCES, GORE. AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hi! sorry this took a little while to be done and posted, i was very busy with my finals this week, but as I mentioned before feel free to request, I'll do my best to make sense out of this, love the idea btw.

Maegor never liked children, not even his brother's children, but when his youngest niece was born he couldn't help but adore her, she was the definition of a true Targaryen beauty.

The reader was favored by everyone, even her own father, and her Aunt Visenys loved her, always spoiling her and at some point even suggesting to Aenys to name her heir instead of her brother to which he disagreed.

As much as Maegor preferred staying away from the keep and far from his brother on dragon stone, he couldn´t help but go see his little niece every so often every time bringing her back a new gift for her to adore and brag about at court, much to her father's disliking.

When Visenys took notice of her son's affection for his niece she loved the idea of them together of course being the Targaryen queen she was. Maegor would definitely spend his time teaching the reading Valyrian culture, taking her on rides on the back of Balerion despite her having her own dragon.

Aenys being the indecisive king he was, tried to convince himself that his brother's intentions were pure and he simple enjoyed his niece's company, but when Visenta pointed out that his eldest children had already been married, and it was only fitting to have her married to Maegor triggered the first brick of his illness, as he tried to ignore Balerion and the reader's dragon constant mating, it being a sing of the riders affection for one another.

As the reader grew and Visenya had taken notice of the men of the realm's affections and likings towards the reader, she soon suggested to Aenys to have her take her away until of age of marriage to Dragonstone as her ward to keep her safe and pure, if only Aenys knew his aunt's true meaning fo taking the reader, was to push her further into Maegor's grasp.

To Maegor his niece was everything a Targaryen princess should be, beautiful, intelligent, loyal, brave, and witty, as the years passed by Maegor's obsession and infatuation with his niece only worsened, forcing him to fuck countless whores just to relieve himself, trying to be a tad bit honorable to his niece, but as she became older that restrain was being held by a sting.

So when Aenys fell completely ill, Visneys was quick to have Maegor marry the reader, allowing him a true claim to the throne being married off the realm's delight and the true born daughter of the king, Maegor had murdered Aeny's other children right under his niece's nose just to blame it on someone else to not suffer her hatred for him if she ever found out what he had done to her siblings, not that she could ever hate him, even if she didn't get along with them, she still cared for them.

After they were crowned king and Queen by none other than Visneys they ruled incredibly together, with Visenys as their advisor, and Maegor having his little nice by his side at all times to keep him calm, King Maegor the cruel with his queen the gentle on his lap, in council meetings, on the throne it didn't matter, Maegor would do anything to prove to everyone she was his, fucking her full of his children every opportunity he got.

Soon after came an army of children, pure breed Targaryens, 7 handsome boys, and 6 beautiful little girls, for Maegor to spoil and cherish and many sons for him to train and carry on the Targaryen legacy.

[horizon-verizon]

I’m so tired of people claiming that Targaryens would hate Daenerys. I mean, obviously, Maegor, Jaehaerys I, Aemond, Aegon II, Baelor I would despise her, and I don’t think Daeron II would see her as an important person (he would probably sell her off into marriage if it was up to him as well). But her ancestors show up in her dreams to cheer on her and her eldest brother told her the long held dream of their dynasty, transcending space and time.

Maester Aemon wanted to break his vows for her and weeped because he couldn’t reach her. Even Viserys III loved her and tried to protect her before he lost himself to his madness. Not to mention the repeated parallels the text explicitly makes between her and Aegon the Conqueror.

And they’re telling us that Rhaenys and Alysanne, two queens known for loving the smallfolk, women and children, wouldn’t like her ? Alysanne who lost her own Daenerys ? Or the dragon twins, Rhaena so sweet and romantic, and Baela who is fearless and scrappy ? Bold and audacious Targaryen women like Visenya, Alyssa, Rhaenys the queen who never was, Daena the Defiant, and Elaena ? Targaryen women accused of practicing witchcraft and bathing in blood, like Rhaena the Black Bride and Shiera Seastar ? Rhaena the BB, Rhaenys, and Rhaenyra should have ascend the Iron Throne but were usurped but they wouldn’t see Daenerys as their revenge ?

Aegon V wanted to bring dragons back to force the high lords to accept his radical reforms for the smallfolk. Why wouldn’t he like the girl who brings them back and terrorizes slavers with them ?

Aegon III spent his days visiting the sick and sat with them for hours, holding their hands in his own, soothing their brows with damp cloths, wanted to give the smallfolk “peace and food and justice” and claimed that “full bellies and dancing bears shall be [his] policy”. But he would hate Daenerys ? Seriously ?

Anyway maybe this is a long ramble, but House Targaryen isn’t a monolith. Each era is different, each person is different. I think Targ antis need to read ASOIAF and Fire & Blood, not just watch HOTD before making these claims.

I don't think most Targs would "hate" Daenerys, but many could be puzzled by how she is a lot more selfless or family-focused than not, like Visenya. Those men you mention, absolutely, but that just hammers in how none of them are really worth my respect. Jaehaerys, for ruling through choosing good council people and "listening" to Alysanne, sure, but eh 🤷🏿‍♂️. Rhaenyra might not have liked her but neither do i think she'd necessarily despise her. You make great points.

The house isn't a monolith as much as the flip a coin quote and how far the fandom//D&D ran with it to "explain" the Targs and Aerys II. It's not just HotD, it's has been a thing ever since people watched that episodes with Viserys' abuse (without the context of his losses and exile and possible selling himself), how exactly Aerys fell out with Rhaegar, Tyrion citing that Targ kign who said that quote, etc. And since the Targs were leaders in the feudal system, some fans are just never going to like them and fantasize about Westeros becoming democratic under Daenerys' rule or at least just get smashed into a "reset". Or they use Targ-madness to denigrate and diminish any sort of faith in Dany's rationality and compassion/leadership.

[imfromthemiddlekingdom]

Everything team black has to say about Aegon (which is unsubstantiated claims made by mushroom btw) can be said about daemon with his predatory and grooming behavior towards not one! But two girls. If we are to believe everything mushroom says then I guess Rhaenyra purposefully condemned two women to be raped by her guards and those that could pay for it. Which means Rhaenyra is a worse monster than Aegon. You can’t pick and choose which of mushrooms testimony you believe in. Either all are true, which means Rhaenyra truly is worse than Maegor, or none are true and Aegon isn’t a rapist. You can’t have your cake and eat it too. Either Aegon is a rapist and Rhaenyra sent Alicent and Helaena to brothels so they can be raped. Or none of them are true.

[atopvisenyashill]

targ stans are saying it's the lack of the bond with dragons that caused their mental decline lmaoooooo

idk how you look at aemond, jaehaera, aegon ii, and rhaenyra and not see the typical targaryen madness in them lol. i mean fuck just look at aly jae and rhaena - none of them are particularly HEALTHY. we got MAEGOR when they still had dragons aksjsj like?

[gulnarsultan]

I guess I understand why the Powerful Witch Reader prefers Visenya more than Aegon and Rhaenys. Aegon the Conqueror married Visenya out of duty and Rhaenys out of love, so I guess Witch Reader probably has heard from folks or in the court that Aegon prefers Rhaenys more than Visenya. Also after marriage Powerful Witch Reader noticed that Yandere Aegon gives his attention and love more to Rhaenys (and Reader of course), although that doesn’t mean that Aegon doesn’t love Visenya, he loves her but not as much as Rhaenys.

So in order to make sure that Yandere Visenya won’t feel bad or alone, The Witch spends more time with Yandere Visenya, giving her (and Maegor) love and attention that Visenya needed. I think Witch Reader does love and care about Aegon and Rhaenys, she really does. I imagine that she spends time with Yandere Aegon, dealing with politics, riding on dragon and Witch Reader always caress his hair (not only his, but also Visenya’s and Rhaenys’s hair) and gives him kisses and hugs, the same goes for Rhaenys. Witch Reader spends time with Yandere Rhaenys by reading books with her, walking around the garden and spends time with her and Aenys. So yeah, I think Powerful Witch Reader loves her beloved Yandere Conquerors equally and she’ll make sure that none of them would feel out of love. And she would teleport them all in her chambers for cuddles. “I love you all”- says Witch Reader and gives them kisses and holds them close.

Meanwhile the Commoner would tease Witch Reader: My, oh my, that is so cute. Who would have thought that Strong, Scary, Independent, Old and Powerful Witch would be so affectionate and soft~😏😈

Witch Reader: Oh shut up, would you? Only because I am a Powerful Witch, doesn’t mean I don’t want cuddles and affection.😤

Yandere Conquerors: We love you too, darling.👀👀👀🥰🥰🥰

You are quite right. The witch knows that Visenya was hurt by the affair of Aegon and Rhaenys. That's why Visenya is her favourite. The witch will give the attention, love and everything else that Aegon and Rhaenys did not give Visenya. Her conquerors and Aenys and Maegor are loved and pampered by the witch. They are very valuable to the witch.The witch tries to spend time with all of them equally. She strives to give equal love and attention to all of them.

[scaly-freaks]

the fact that some people claim that a sex worker "abused" a prince really shows how far gone this fandom is

they're just mad that she's not the strong\oc they've been shipping aemond with for the past 2 years.

aegon took aemond to that brothel probably because he felt like it was his "duty as a big brother" & just thought it'd be funny. sex at 13 for boys is normal in Westeros. not to mention, viserys and daemon also went to brothels together when they were teens. maybe aegon got the idea from his dad?

but honestly i gave up after seeing daemon stans saying he was right to kill rhae because he's also a "victim" for being forced to marry so young.

anyway, very excited for the next chapter of your fic! i love aegon and amara so much! you said that aegon's entire world will crush around him and i'm so excited for unhinged king aegon!!!!!!!! (hoping that nothing bad will happen to my girl amara <3 )

Look I'm bringing it back to we don't know what happened when Aegon took Aemond to the brothel, we don't know if she raped him, we don't know if he just sat there and refused to be touched, we don't know. And the show was jusssttttt shitty enough to give us a crumb for two years and let everyone create a cemented narrative over it.

And as long as we don't know, I'm hesitant to call her his 'abuser.' I know what abuse feels like, done with malice and over a long period of time to turn me inside out until I was harming myself just to have somewhere to put the rage and misery (I had no irl support at the time). Aemond and the madame's interactions onscreen - any of them - did not give me the same feeling. That is my perspective. I don't give a shit what anyone else has to say about it, because at the end of the day, I live in my own head, I conjure up my own thoughts.

I do think Viserys and Daemon did the same. I still think Aegon is a bit of a twat, but he probably didn't mean to be malicious at the time. If Daemon was right to kill Rhea, Rhea had the same right considering she wasn't that much older when she was forced into the marriage (unless we're now saying Maegor was abused by Ceryse when Visenya was pulling all the strings and Maegor was no ordinary teenager).

Babygirling is fine until people begin to act like experts on a topic that is malleable and subjective and fucking painful for those of us who have survived hell. Like I'm sorry, but keep it moving.

Also, awww thank you :') New chapter coming soon <3

(None of the vitriol in this post was aimed at you btw anon)

[lemonhemlock]

My all time favorite angle of the Valyrian gods versus the Faith debate, is that a lot of the fics/takes around it by Team Black seem to like the Old Gods (which fair enough, I too like the creepy trees. team stark 5ever) or at least play lip service to it to make the Faith of Seven seem less cool (no one has the vision for how insane fantasy Catholicism can be except for GRRM himself) but also including Targaryen characters being respectful/kinda into the Old Gods, which KILLS me. I blame the wildly non-canonical weirwood in the Red Keep’s godswood in the show. It drives me INSANE. What is that doing there!!!!!! The Red Keep has no weirwood!!! Who planted it there???? You telling me that Maegor or Jaehaerys took the time to plant a weirwood for the Old Gods???? If I see one more fic where a Targaryen marries someone not of the old gods under a weirwood tree I’m going to kill someone.

I’m SO defensive of the weirwoods because I know none of them have delved into the fucked up human sacrifices that likely created weirwoods plus the rich symbolism that they create (hello Sansa in the Eyrie, I love you), the erasure of the North-South religious and cultural divide, and acting like the Targs would be so cool with the Old Gods for no reason is driving me nuts.

I just hate the show’s weirwood tree, it makes no sense. I will never find peace as long as I keep seeing scenes from the show set under it.

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Totally agree with you on the Old Gods & the unsavory blood ritualistic imagery (like hanging entrails from the branches of weirwood trees). I mean, it may sound heavy metal, but if we're supposed to be critical about religion,* this should definitely come under the magnifying glass, too. As is the super creepy idea that Bloodraven is spying on everyone using the weirwoodnet and manipulating historical events like that.

I also don't see why Targaryens should be Old Gods fanboys either - what could they possibly gain from this? It's such a fanon interpretation, because the old religion doesn't have any organized structure that could act as a political actor. There's this projection happening, because Christianity has flaws IRL and a fraught history, when people encounter its fantasy equivalent, they automatically think any other religion is better. I'm waiting for Cult of Starry Wisdom acolytes to come out of the woodwork and preach how much better Nyarlathotep is than the Seven Gods puts together.

As for the godswood in the Red Keep - Ned tells us it has an ancient, huge oak. That kind of tree can only grow like that over a very long period of time. There's no mention of a weirwood in KL that could have been cut down; also I don't think you can plant weirwood trees? Else I think people would do it more often in the North. I honestly think it's there just for nostalgia reasons for the audience. Though I wonder if George agreed with this addition and why. Maybe the lack of a weirwood in KL was an in-universe limitation he imposed on Bloodraven's power?

*at least that's what they think they're doing, by writing all these critical essays on how problematic the Faith is, but they never bother to do a comparative analysis with the other religions available in-universe. Or they peddle their own headcanons as fact, like how supposedly Valyrian society would have been so much less sexist than Faith-worshippers, ergo their religion should reflect that.

[ceoofhelaegon]

I don't even ship helaegon but I dare anyone to prove that helaegon was abusive in the book, look at the discussions of Aegon and Helaena's marriage before the show aired, none of the readers thought their marriage was abusive, meaning that these takes about Aegon abusing helaena have came directly from the show thanks to Sara's writing. If grrm wanted to show Aegon ii as an abusive husband and brother, he will not shy away from writing it down, he did it with Aegon iv/Naerys , Aerys/Rhaella , Maegor/Rhaena, Robert/Cersei..etc So if grrm wants to point out that a character is abusive to their spouse, he will show it even if this character is a historical figure without any pov like Maegor , Aerys and Aegon iv

EXACTLY!!!!!

The old man is not shy about portraying abuse, even in the history book.

It doesn’t make sense for Helaena to be abused by Aegon, both of them have a good relationship with their mother, and there’s absolutely no way that Helaena would take her children to see the woman enabling her abuse.

But nuance is gone in this fucking fandom because of the dragon show, Nonnie.

[lya-dustin]

Cupid kills with arrows

Or i cannot stop writing about these two losers(Aemma and Aemond).

Aemond x Aemma(oc) ala Queen Charlotte: A Bridgeton story style.

Summary: To prevent a war that ends the already dwindiling population of Targaryens and Dragons, Viserys betroths Aemma, Rhaenyra’s only legitimate child and heir to Aemond.

Gif by @alienas

The night Aemond lost his eye, he gained not just the largest castle dragon ,but the hand of his sister’s only trueborn child.

Aemma Velaryon was roughly eight moons his junior, considered one of the known world’s most sought after beauties and had , according to rumor, taken after the famed Queen Alysanne in more than her choice of mount.

A good match, better than anything his mother could come up with considering he is a second son and Aemma second in line for the Iron Throne.

His mother, Seven bless her heart, did not see it that way.

“How can you marry the sister of that little monster who disfigured you?” she had said in her last effort to persuade him away from his betrothed three days before the wedding.

They are to wed today, meet for the first time in nearly seven years after their mothers did everything in their power to stop it from happening.

Aemma had been fostered in Driftmark since she flowered and he had been made Father’s cupbearer when he was not squiring for Criston.

Mother absolutely refused to send any portraits to Rhaenyra or allow correspondence between them in hopes of breaking the engagement.

Aemond had been lucky for the portraits Rhaenyra sent father from time to time.

He had seen that Aemma, little Aemee who had been a hair taller than him at the age of ten, had flowered into a tall and willowy beauty with Rhaenyra’s Arryn Blue eyes, a thick mane of silver gold curls reaching her waist and lips that begged to be kissed.

The Pearl of Dragonstone.

Of course, her beauty may be exaggerated by the painters and the bards and that one poet from Myr, but with the assurance of a crown and proof of her legitimacy, Aemond would not care if she were as plain as Alyssa Targaryen had been.

“What do you mean the bride is missing?” he hears his mother ask the handmaidens.

Same pearl who has vanished into thin air a mere three hours before the wedding.

Aemond gives no hint as to where he is going, takes off the intricately embroidered snow white doublet and puts on one of his more casual ones in his hasty looking escape.

“Where are you going, I will not have you make us delay it further, Aemond.” The queen said acting as if she were planning his execution and not his wedding.

Wants him wedded and bedded as quickly as possible with the same attitude she has when grandsire draws out executions to show off his power at her expense.

“A walk, Send for me when my bride is found, mother.”

Even with the wisteria covering the weathered stones, it is not a difficult climb.

When she gets on the wall, all she has to do is climb onto her saddle and fly the fuck away from here.

Silverwing has never liked the Dragonpit and everyone is too afraid to stop her from roosting on Maegor’s Holdfast anyways.

If only she had been able to wear her riding clothes instead of the kirtle she was to wear underneath her wedding dress.

She had no chance for an escape until seven year old Joffrey threw a tantrum because he does not want to go to the nursery with four year old Aegon and two year old Viserys.

Thank the gods for little brothers.

“I would not put my foot there, if I were you.” A voice, a handsome man’s voice by the sound of it, says behind her.

And sure enough, she loses her footing and has to start again.

Not that she has gotten far in the first place.

But at least she was not hampered by the wedding dress she was supposed to have been laced into had she not escaped through the secret tunnel that leads here.

In three hours, she is supposed to marry Prince Aemond Targaryen

Aemond, one of the greater mysteries in her life.

She has heard of him, and none are good things.

As fierce as Maegor, as short of temper as he is tall, bold as Daemon and as quick as lighting.

A shame about his looks, they say.

Something about having his grandsire’s chin and the scars frightening ladies.

“Will you help me get over the wall, good ser?” Aemma asked, still trying to find a way to climb out of here.

“No.” he answered amused at her distress. “Besides I am no knight.”

“Clearly, you saw a lady in distress and did nothing to help her.” She muttered as she resumed her quest.

“The king would have my head if I helped you escape even if you are the heir of his favorite child.” The man said, the inflection on the word favorite telling her he is a Green.

The Court was divided as the royal family was.

Mother’s supporters wearing black and looking like a funeral procession, the Queen’s wearing green and looking like frogs overwhelming a pond.

“I should have known, a Green.” The princess said derisively.

Gods, next thing he will tell her is that she must obey her husband and be a good wife who’s only purpose is to have boring sex and give him child after child until she dies.

“As of yesterday, I became a Black, actually. Well, my mother claims I did, I do not care enough about the matter to claim a side.” The lordling corrected her, and yet still did not come to her aid. “Why do you wish to escape, anyways, is the prospect of marrying the prince so terrible you must risk the life of your servants and your reputation to avoid it?”

“All I know is that he is as ill-tempered and dangerous as Maegor with a sword. I do not like the idea of marrying a stranger.” She answered as she took off her fine stockings and pattens hoping for better traction.

“You shared a cradle a wetnurse with him, he is not a stranger.” The man said in Aemond’s defense, must be a friend of him or in his service. “They say you were close despite the difference in sex.”

“I have not seen or spoken with him in seven years, for all I know he has the appearance and the personality of a troll.” Aemma begins to climb again, getting only a quarter of the way up before the mystery lord did something much worse than simply not helping her, actually stopping her.

“Unhand me, or I will scream.” She threatened as the man took her by the waist and placed her firmly on the floor.

“Do it, I dare you.” He goaded her as she turned around to see the fucker who refused to let her escape to freedom.

“Shit.” The princess says coming face to face with the man of the hour.

Aemond.