#king aenys i

[coineagan]

King Aenys I Targaryen

Son of King Aegon I Targaryen & Queen Rhaenys Targaryen.

Half-brother of King Maegor I Targaryen.

Husband of Queen Alyssa Velaryon.

Father to Queen Rhaena Targaryen, Prince Aegon Targaryen, Prince Viserys Targaryen, King Jaehaerys I Targaryen, Queen Alysanne Targaryen & Princess Vaella Targaryen.

Reigned as King from 37 - 42 AC.

Dragonrider of Quicksilver.

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The Three-Headed Dragon and the Heirs

Aegon I and his queen-sisters, Visenya and Rhaenys, together with the two princes, Aenys and Maegor. In this family portrait, they are celebrating Maegor's birth and Aegon wanted to include Rhaenys in the picture (it has been 2 years since she was presumed dead).

(This artwork took me months because I lost motivation to finish it 😅)

[wylldebee]

Asoiaf AU where everything (almost) the same except all Valyrian women are tall. Like...all of them. Every single one of them are either six feet exactly or are Brienne Tarth sized. Nobody knows why. It's all blamed on Valyrian magic. Short king Aegon the Conqueror and his giant sister-wives. Visenya is the tallest. Rhaenys loved using his head as an elbow rest. Smol sons Aenys and Maegor with their tall mamas. Vhagar loves her tol Visenya <3 She was Confused and Very Concerned when Visenya (Aemond) not only had an eyepatch but had suddenly become Smol. King Jaehaerys and his six-foot-and-something wife good queen Alysanne and their five, six-foot-and-something daughters. You ever headcanon Vaegon to be the shortest of the brothers? Well now this guy is tiny when next to his sisters. Alyssa used to pick him up by the scruff of his neck like a kitten. Another reason he was happy to be at the Citadel. Viserys and Corlys love their tall wives and tall daughters <3 Laena were both menaces to society and Daemon and Harwin worshipped them. Jace and Lucerys followed their father(s) in the same way with Baela and Rhaena respectively. If she lived, Rhaenys daughter of Elia would've towered over her brothers Aegon and Jon, and would try to carry them everywhere as if they were her black cat Balerion. Daenerys had an early growth-spurt. Khal Drogo would've fallen in love with Dany even more like yes he has the most beautiful of tall wives he will conquer every kingdom for his tall and majestic khaleesi.

[queen-helaenas-pet-spider]

Can someone PLEASE draw Maegor The Cruel crowning Prince or King Aenys I as his Queen Of Love And Beauty while their family watches in horror?!?!?!?! I BEG!!!!!!!!

[notfeelingthyaster]

the thing is: jaehaerys didn't deny daenerys/rhaenys claims (the great council was a scam, he was endorsing viserys) to the throne for the "good of the realm" or only because he thought women can't rule/he didn't want corlys velaryon behind the power. he did it because if a women came upon the throne before her male brother/uncle, he would bring scrutiny over his usurpation of the far better claimant aerea.

[elanorar]

At this point, I just wish certain individuals in this fandom would read the damn text instead of making nonsensical or false claims about Aegon III’s inheritance because Fire and Blood clearly states that he inherited the throne through Rhaenyra.

Despite her name being erased from the line of succession, King Aegon III is listed as Rhaenyra’s heir, not Aegon II’s, and gets his title from her. As stated by the text, “Aegon III, Rhaenyra’s son”.

Similarily, Viserys I is also listed as King Jaehaerys’ grandson and heir, not Prince Baelon’s son, and Jaehaerys himself was listed as Aenys son and heir, not Maegor the Cruel’s, who reigned before him.

The paradox of the Dance is that although Rhaenyra was not recognized as the Queen, they still rely on her name to crown her son by calling him her heir and placing him in the line of succession.

"History doesn't remember blood, it remembers names," and history sure as hell remembered that Aegon III, Viserys II, and every other Targaryen King descended from Rhaenyra Targaryen.

[valyrianfreehold]

I love the “the gods flip a coin” quote about targs because really it’s not about targs “being closer to gods than men” it’s just the coin flip of monarchy babes it’s just the perpetuation of the dynastic mythology to enforce their legitimacy

[witchthewriter]

𝐀𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐬𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧

ENFJ

Gryffindor

Lawful Good

2 of Cups

Virgo Sun, Scorpio Moon, Aries Rising

The daughter of Aethan Velaryon and Alarra Massey, Alyssa was a graceful yet outspoken woman who accepted her role as a woman but didn’t leave the power to the men. 

  It was said that she would openly jest at Maegor in court, and later on in her life she became Queen Regent - the ruler of the Seven Kingdoms until Jahaerys came of age. 

   Alyssa married her cousin, Prince Aenys Targaryen I, the son of Aegon the Conqurer and Rhaenys Targaryen. Although Alyssa and Aenys’ marriage was a political one, they proved to be fruitful. Together, they had six children: Rhaena, Aegon (known as The Uncrowned), Viserys (died at 14 by torture from Maegor), Jaehaerys, Alysanne, and Vaella Targaryen (died in the cradle). 

  After the death of Aenys, Visenya brought Maegor back from exile to rule. After her husband’s funeral, Alyssa fled to Driftmark with her three youngest children, Viserys, Jaehaerys, and Alysanne. There, she proclaimed her eldest son, Aegon, the true king of Westeros. 

   Dowager Queen Visenya eventually traveled to Driftmark and convinced Alyssa to return to court for the wedding between Maegor and Tyanna of the Tower. Alyssa, along with her children, were present for the ceremony. And Alyssa even took part in the bedding ceremony.

  However, Alyssa’s presence brought forward rumours that she favoured Maegor over Aegon. That she abandoned her son’s cause. 

   When Visenya died, the chaos allowed an opportunity for Alyssa to escape with Jaehaerys, Alysanne as well as Dark Sister. Visenya's Valyrian steel sword, from the dead Dowager Queen's chambers. Although, Viserys was left behind, and in revenge Maegor tortured his nephew to death. 

  Viserys’ body was left in the Red Keep, in the hopes that Alyssa would return for the body. She did not. 

   After continuously on the move, Alyssa and her two youngest children landed in Storm’s End. Rogar Baratheon protected them, and he proclaimed Jaehaerys to be the true and lawful king of the Seven Kingdoms.

  Suddenly, Maegor died and the circumstances remain mysterious even now. Nine days after his death, Jaehaerys came to King’s Landing on the back of Vermithor, and a few days after that Alyssa, along with Rogar and his army followed. 

   Alyssa was Queen Regent until Jahaerys turned sixteen. She married Rogar, who became Hand of the King and she gave him two children: a son and a daughter. However, she died during the second birth - the same way Aemma Arryn and so many other women died. Forced c-section, although they did not have a term for it. 

[maegorsbignaturals]

Oh, Targaryen designs and family tree by Poly-m my beloved. I love your women designs and different but yet familiar with each other faces, i love the rough features of the male faces, i LOVE EVERYTHING

[sammygems]

team blacks and team greens, please be civil here, i beg. i chose to include Rhaenyra because i wanted to and i think she deserves to be included as a monarch

[sarcasticsweetlara]

Aenys I Targaryen was sadly really short-sighted

If Aenys had been wiser and seen things as they were, how things played out between his brother and aunt with him, and his children and wife, would have been completely different.

Dragonstone belonged to Maegor, even if Maegor was a second son he was the firstborn son of Queen Visenya - one of the Conquerors - as well as the son of the first sister-wife of Aegon I The Conqueror. The Conqueror's marriage with Rhaenys had been considered valid due to them marrying before the Conquest in a Valyrian wedding before converting, as well as using their dragons.

If Aenys really wanted to give his son's claim more legitimacy then:

Second, Aenys should have not given Blackfyre to Maegor, he should have given it to Aegon, and given another sword of Valyrian Steel to Maegor, giving Blackfyre to Maegor just made people think Aenys was weak and that Maegor was the real heir to the Iron Throne, giving his claim validity which Maegor used after Aenys' death to ask for a combat trial in which he proves his worth as king.

First, Aenys should have given his son Aegon a keep of his own in the West, as it seemed that is where Aegon had most of his support, as well as a small castle in Driftmark, in any case they would need the royal presence on the island as the Velaryons had a lot of connections to the Targaryens as Alyssa Velaryon had Targaryen blood on both sides of her parents as her father Aethan had a Targaryen grandmother through his father Daemon Velaryon; that way Aenys would not have messed with Maegor's inheritance and Visenya would not have felt humiliated; and also send Aegon on more tourneys and missions so the common folk could have seen Aegon was actually strong, engaged with them, and decisive.

Third, rather than a journey in which Aegon and Rhaena were without their dragons, Aenys should have seen the discontent coming and allowed Rhaena to bring Dreamfyre and use Quicksilver to create the Doctrine of Exceptionalism earlier as well as giving Aegon a dragonling of his own.

[librosamarillos]

Fashion ask: I just know Aenys would wear Dumbledore like cloaks. Light blue and covered in stars, faded purple/lilac with the constellations, silver to match with his dragon. Maegor would obvi only wear black and red. My girl Rowan def is a pastel girly but dark green looks gorge with her hair.

pov: you're trying to arrange a feast in your brother's honour, but he's an emo edgelord that dresses exclusively in black leather and red tunics and he's not seeing your aesthetic vibes </3

[tragedy-peanut-gallery]

what do you think daeron ii was like as a dad? i feel like maekar's inferiority complex needs to come from somewhere and targs aren't exactly known for breaking cycles, lol . . .

Loll you are kinda right there- honestly for my vision of Daeron it’s like….. he’s not a GREAT dad, honestly not really all that good either, but the thing is he was trying. Or more, tried.

For one, he was probably an amazing dad to Baelor specifically- during his own dad’s reign, he would’ve had a lot more time to be around his sons, and seeing as Baelor’s the oldest, that would’ve been the majority of his childhood! Maekar meanwhile was really young, so he likely only got a few years before Daeron was made king and spent the other half of his childhood being kinda second priority.

But- yaknow- I imagine when you’re put in charge of a whole realm and want to fix the irreversible damage done by your predecessor, you also don’t have that much time to be a dad to your kids (aka duty over love yadayada). And, seeing as Maekar wasn’t his dad’s heir, and seemingly not able to bond with Daeron over any specific activities, I can imagine he and maybe his other brothers would’ve felt very neglected and, as you said yourself, made way for one hell of an inferiority complex lol

[ifandomus]

GRRM did not write a story about a lesbian who stole 3 dragon eggs from her dragonrider girlfriend so she could sell them to fund her explorations, which has a ridiculous amount of hints that they were Dany’s eggs, for this nonsense.

Those eggs came from Helaena’s dragon Dreamfyre (who is also currently the 2-3rd oldest dragon alive, depending on how old the Cannibal is), and the show also seemed to imply that in season 1, considering how Dreamfyre looks so similar to Dany’s dragons in her admittedly tiny amount of screentime in episode 6 and 7.

Here is a clearer picture of Dreamfyre compared to a picture of Drogon and Rhaegal:

Picture source: one two

Lmao, if this doesn't tell you that there's no synergy between the writers and that every episode writer has their own fanfic about the characters, I don't know what will.

This is SO embarrassing for a huge production like this.

[bumblesimagines]

Burning Love

Request: Yes or No

Summary: As the eldest son and heir to the Iron Throne, Prince (Y/N) Targaryen has many responsibilities; most of which his darling sister hopes to share with him one day.

Pronouns: He/Him/His, M!Reader

TW/CW: Targcest/Incest (Full-blooded Brother-Sister), Aemma lives!! and Alicent is not a childbride, mentions of stillbirths and miscarriages (Aemma's pregnancies)

Collecting HOTD oneshots like pokemon cards at this point

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It was known that Targaryens had... questionable traditions. Traditions those with outsider perspective could only force themself to understand.

There was the act of putting a dragon egg in the cradle of a babe and hoping the egg would hatch sometime soon after to ensure the babe was bonded to a loyal protector they'd grow up alongside of; a tradition started by Rhaena Targaryen, eldest daughter of King Aenys I and Queen Alyssa Velaryon. Targaryens were Dragonriders, bonded with the very beasts they used to conquer the lands and pull them all into one kingdom (with the exception of Dorne, of course). They cremated their dead, a custom from Old Valyria, often with the help of a dragon belonging to their closest kin. 

And of course, the most infamous and often looked down upon custom, wedding kin to kin. Another custom from Old Valyria that many followers of the Seven turned their cheek upon, for they found the act of wedding siblings to siblings and so forth (apart from cousin to cousin) a sin. Faithful followers could voice their complaints as much as they wished, but Targaryens were kings, queens, princes, and princesses. Nobody could or would stop them from keeping their bloodline pure if they so wished. 

Descending from a long, historic, and proud family, Rhaenyra grew up listening and learning the tales of those who'd come before her. Aegon the Conquer and his faithful sister-wives, Rhaenys and Visenya; the many rebellions and fighting brought on during the lives of King Aenys I and King Maegor the Cruel; The Old King Jaehaerys who'd chosen her father, Viserys, as heir over his own late heir's daughter, Rhaenys; and of course, the histories written during the early stages of her father's reign. 

Her beloved older brother had been two when King Jaehaerys named their father heir and three when their father ascended the throne whilst their beautiful mother, Aemma Arryn, carried her in the womb. The fourth person to ever hold little Rhaenyra in their arms had been her brother, closely supervised by their parents and the maester attending the birth, of course. With a healthy son and daughter, Viserys and Aemma hardly needed for more children, but they tried anyway. Their attempts never carried to term, however, and any little ones that did were either stillborn or died mere hours or days after birth. 

Still, Rhaenyra never needed for any more siblings. Her brother was enough, in her humble opinion. He cared for her diligently, especially during their younger years when he eagerly wished to play with her, even if it meant the two of them being gently scolded at the end of the day for dirting Rhaenyra's dresses with mud and dirt. (Y/N) treated her as his equal, even showing her how to use a wooden sword when he began his training and helping prepare her for dragon-riding on Syrax. His own mount hardly needed much training in the Dragonpit, for the mighty Vermithor's first rider had been the Old King.

As time passed, the siblings were forced apart more often than Rhaenyra enjoyed. She'd made up her mind long ago that she and (Y/N) would one day be wed, and she'd be his formidable sister-wife. Their parents merely chuckled about it when she'd first told them at the age of seven, her squeaky voice and flushed cheeks only drawing cooing from Aemma and sweet smiles from Viserys. The absence of her brother had been stark, his time taken up by training, studying, and spending time with the Small Council, but Alicent Hightower had quickly taken his spot as Rhaenyra's companion. 

However, in due time, (Y/N) became man-grown, and while Rhaenyra quickly followed with her flowering, as heir and prince, (Y/N) became the most eligible bachelor in all of Westeros. It took time for it to become apparent to Rhaenyra but her eyes and ears opened when she heard their parents speaking of it. Many families, highborn and lowborn, offered their daughters through letters or visits to Kings Landing. Lannisters, Baratheons, Starks, Brackens, Blackwoods, Tullys, and plenty more came forth. Even Otto Hightower made a passing comment about wedding Alicent to him. It was infuriating.

"In truth, I do not understand your irritation, Rhaenyra," Alicent spoke gently, her slender fingers working on embroidery. A flower she'd seen in the gardens, or something along those lines. Rhaenyra hadn't truly been paying attention to her dear friend. She'd been too focused on silently fuming at the sight of her brother showing one of the highborn ladies around the Red Keep. Every giggle, every blush, every bat of her eyelashes made Rhaenyra tick. "It's wonderful to watch one's brother fall in love."

"You wouldn't understand, Alicent." Rhaenyra sighed. "It is like the love King Jaeherys and the Good Queen Alysanne had."

Alicent faltered at her words, her head lifting to eye her friend with a small grimace. "You do remember our lessons, correct? King Jaehaerys and Queen Alysanne had to wed in secret, for they knew that not even their mother approved in fear of another uprising from the Faith. Nobody has made a fuss over your parents since they are cousins, but who knows what may happen if you wed (Y/N)."

"(Y/N) is everything King Jaehaerys was, Alicent. He is beloved by the Realm." Rhaenyra reminded her friend with a small smile, pushing herself off the cushioned seats and smoothing her hands over the front of her dress. Her earrings swung slightly when she tilted her head slightly to the side, the ends of them brushing against her shoulders. Her eyes tracked (Y/N) as he lifted the lady's hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles before departing. "He will be a good king, and if I could prove it, I would be a good queen. His queen." Her feet began moving automatically. 

"Rhaenyra," The name tumbled out of Alicent's mouth, her hands fumbling with the items in hand. "Where are you going?"

Bunching up the skirt of her dress in her hands, Rhaenyra grinned over her shoulder and chuckled at the concerned look on Alicent's features that only grew at the sight of her mischievous glint. "To speak with my brother!" 

With a goal in mind, Rhaenyra entered the castle and followed the distant figure of her brother as he cut down hallways with long strides until he reached his bedchambers. Rhaenyra took a moment to herself to catch her breath and rake her fingers through her long silver locks before she approached the doors and nodded for the guards to open them. She stepped inside, a smile appearing across her lips when (Y/N) turned to look at her. 

"My favorite sister," (Y/N) cooed, taking a seat at his desk and unrolling a letter. Rhaenyra rolled her eyes in return, clasping her hands together behind her back and taking small steps toward him. He skimmed the contents of the letter, his face giving away nothing of what it spoke of. "Is there something you require, Nyra, or are you suffering from boredom? I have plenty of lords and ladies who'd be happy to keep you busy." 

Rhaenyra scoffed quietly and (Y/N) gave a small grin. "I hear Father is urging you to find a wife."

"The Small Council is urging him to urge me, more like. They believe it is time to begin having children. Seeing as Father and Mother had great difficulty, they wish for me to have an heir by the time I ascend the throne to ensure there won't be issues later on." (Y/N) explained, coiling the letter back up and pulling out a blank paper. He dipped his quill in ink and began writing. "Otto has been... more friendly as of recently. He speaks incredibly highly of Lady Alicent." 

"You'd tell me if you were interested in someone, wouldn't you?" Rhaenyra reached over the desk to pluck the quill from his fingers, setting it aside and raising her brows at him. (Y/N) slumped back in his seat and laced his fingers over his midsection, a hint of amusement twinkling in his eyes. Rhaenyra rounded the table and without thinking twice, she plopped down on his thigh. 

"Nyra,"

"You know as well as I do who you should wed, (Y/N). I know what a good queen should be, and I do not care about status or riches like the families of those ladies do. We have the blood of the dragon in our veins. Nobody would truly understand us." Rhaenyra spoke softly, her bottom lip slightly jutting out as she placed her palm over his cheek. His own hands unlaced, one moving to press against her back. 

"The Small Council-"

"Fuck the Small Council." Rhaenyra huffed, earning a quiet chuckle from her brother. "You are the prince, the heir. Whatever it is you choose, they must deal with it. It is their job to counsel, to offer their advice and opinions, not to dictate what you do. We could mount Syrax and Vermithor and fly elsewhere to wed in the customs of Old Valyria." 

A gentle sigh escaped (Y/N), and he leaned forward to press a delicate kiss to Rhaenyra's shoulder. The princess relaxed at the action, her hand moving past his cheek to the back of his head. (Y/N)'s lips curled up. "You are insufferable." He told her with a gentle laugh before leaning in to press their mouths together. He drew back too quickly for Rhaenyra's liking. "But a good ruler is a patient one, Nyra. If you wish for us to wed, or to lay together-" He brushed their lips together teasingly. "-you must wait. Father and Mother will be easy to convince." 

"Does it matter if we wait?" Rhaenyra tilted her head and batted her lashes coyly, the feigned innocence prompting (Y/N) to roll his eyes. She rose from his lap and dropped her hands to his, tugging on them until he stood up from the chair. She smiled widely, devilishly even, and slung her arms around his shoulders. "We will be wed, regardless. It will not matter." 

"I have things I must do, Nyra." (Y/N) gave a heavy sigh and shrugged his shoulders, his hands coming to rest on her waist. "As I said, you must be patient. If you wish to speed things along, you should speak with Mother. She'll always be the key to winning Father over." He told her and planted a kiss on her temple before settling back down on the chair. 

"Will we be like that someday?" Rhaenyra asked softly, stepping out of the way so he could resume his letter. She toyed with the rings along her fingers, the thought of becoming one of those couples who genuinely cared for each other bringing a smile to herself. It was a desire all ladies had. While sons could marry whichever woman of age they desired, ladies had to hope the husbands their fathers or elder brothers chose were good men. She'd seen far too many times the faces of girls her age married and chained to men old enough to be their grandfathers. 

(Y/N) paused his writing and lifted his head to look at her, offering a reassuring smile. "Someday." He nodded. 

"I look forward to it, then."