#laena my beloved

[anonymoushuman2]

Another dress for the lovely Laena, as an adult this time. I cannot stand this dress, in theory it’s pretty, but for some reason it just looks off. I think it’s the way the cut of the dress meshes with Nanna Blondell’s proportions, because it somehow makes this stunning woman look less attractive, but I don’t really know. On a side note I love this bts photo, I’ve cropped it but it has Nanna Blondell, Eva Ossei-Gerning, Shani Smethurst and Matt Smith as Laena, Rhaena, Baela and Daemon. It’s a very cute photo of the 4 of them

[ladydreamfyyreee]

𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝....

𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬.

𝐌𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐞𝐬💔🥺

[ride-thedragon]

"She wanted to come home, and he denied her."

Daemon I'm your worst nightmare actually.

[lenzimanotmoved2]

i will never not be bitter about how we got robbed of more v.elaryon content in h.otd btw😭😭

[primordial-shade]

Use at will if you want

How dare I write HOTD ideas and not come up with a Lesbian fix it.

 Not Alicent with Rhaenyra, don’t think that would ever really work in my personal opinion.

 Nah, lets do Rhaenyra Laena instead. Also this is gonna be my first A/B/O fanfic idea so lets go!

 ·        So, young Laena Velaryon is sent to kings landing to try and bid for the kings hand. Whilst she has not presented her secondary gender yet, as a young woman she should still be able to bear the king children.

·        Laena is not into it. She understands why her father wants this, what her mother was denied, but she does not want to marry the King.

·        It is whilst she is there she see’s her younger cousin Rhaenyra. The moment she see’s her she feels her whole being freeze. She remembers the tale her mother told her about when she first saw her father. The sheer power of emotion she felt that led her to joining him on Dragon back until her father approved their marriage.

·        She feels that the moment she see’s Rhaenyra.

·        Much of the time spent in the Red Keep is spent with her cousin. And slowly they both begin to fall for each other. Laena hurriedly tries to come up with a way to get out of the marriage to the King when he announces his impending marriage to Alicent.

·        She is almost relieved, until she sees the devastation on Rhaenyra’s face.

·        In fact combined with her mothers very recent death means Rhaenyra enters her first heat, showing she is an Omega.

·        Rhaeny’s and Laena help her out during that long week and Laena decides to things. One, wether she has to force the gods herself or use blood magic she will be an alpha and she will marry Rhaenyra to make sure she never feels that betrayed again.

·        One year later Laena claims Vhagar, presents as an Alpha and decides she will join the war of the Stepstones.

·        Neither parents are pleased, her brother is worried but delighted and Daemon realises this young woman would literally slit his throat so she could marry Rhaenyra.

·        With Laenor trying to seduce him and after seeing what Vhagar did to the now molten filled caves of the Stepstones he decides to take the loss. Most of his Letters from Rhaenyra have been waxing Poetic about Laena anyway.

·        Whilst on the last days of the war Laena is declared queen of the Stepstones, she is also informed that Rhaenyra has been sent to seek a Husband.

·        (Note, Westeros is fucked up so only Alpha’s can marry Omegas but whilst male only pairings are considered ‘fine’ female pairings are not looked upon well for misogynistic reasons.)

·        Laena says fuck that, takes her crown, still covered in blood, and flies Vhagar to Storms end.

·        Needless to say everyone is fucking terrified when this absolute monster turns up and Laena declares her intent of Rhaenyra’s hand.

·        Le Gasp, Scandal.

·        But fuck if anyone is going to argue.

·        Rhaenyra, delighted, accepts.

·        Rhaenyra has lived her last few years trading letters with her Velma and her cousins until they went to war. Rhaenys is fully supporting this, you bastards rejected one queen? Now you get two motherfuckers.

·        So yeah, Rhaenyra goes home smug as all fuck with her love as her future queen.

·        Alicent is fucking Green with envy and Criston Cole tries to push his luck and gets his face cut up.

·        Visery’s is just so fucking happy his daughter is repairing his fuck up he just says yes and begins planning the most lavish wedding. Corlys is absolutely fucking delighted with his daughter’s match. Less so with Laenors but he is told to get over it.

·        The wedding is the biggest thing of the century. The Sept does abolsutely try to kick up a fuss but the Doctrine of Excepsionalism fucks that up. To the Targs, two daughter marrying is better than marrying outside the family.

·        So wedding full steam ahead.

·        Its big, its fancy, its over the top.

·        Vhagar lets people cover her in flowers, its red and black and teal and gold.

·        They have a Sept wedding first then a Valerian marriage after.

·        That’s when the Green Dress happens.

·        Vhagars roar is heard to Driftmark. The Velaryons and Rhaenyra does not let this stand, especially with all the training Rhaeny’s has been giving Rhaenyra.

·        It’s a definitive strike against the Hightowers when Alicent is frogmarched out by loyal guards much to Visery’s distress.

·        But he wants his cousins forgiveness so much he basically lets her do what she wants.

·        She does take advantage of this.

·        Anyway the ceremony happens, they have the bedding ceremony and 9 months later prince Jacaerys is born.

·        Within the next six years they have eight kids collectively. Jacaery’s is first, then Lucerys, Baelon and Visenya are born two years later, then Aemma and Daenys, and finally baby Aemon.

·        That is no where close to the end but they decide to take a break.

·        Visery’s is eternally delighted, he calls it a New Targaryean boom. Esepcailly with Laenor and Daemon’s quadruplets and now baby twins.

·        With Laena’s help Rhaenyra even manages to buils strong bonds with all four of her siblings.

·        That makes, looks at notes hurried written on notepad whilst pretending to be in meeting, 18 and counting in total for Targ kids.

·        Corly’s has so many grandkids, including Rhaenyra’s siblings, he just fucking chills out. Man is so happy with life he just fucking loves it.

·        Rhaeny’s spends her days with all her grandkids, tormenting Daemon and Visery’s and ruining every one of the Green’s plans. It’s the most fun she’s had in years and now she has protegee’s to teach.

·        Visery’s, after being persuaded to kick Otto out, is just letting Rhaenyra, Rhaeny’s and Lord Strong run stuff. He just builds his Model and dies slowly.

·        Happy end, kids get married and it’s a good thing Rhaegar legally marries Lyanna in my future because their Jahaerys (Jon) comes out Lightskinned, but is very obviously not white. Ned could have never hid that, especially when the boy gets claimed by Vermithor at birth.

[sansaery-theonsa]

House Of The Dragon ships (and some individuals) as midnights tracks

1. Lavender haze - Rhaenyra & laenor (platonically, if it makes sense),

2. Maroon - Rhaenyra & Harwin

3. Anti hero - Alicent fucking Hightower, aemond & Daemon i guess too.

4. Snow on the beach - kinda feel like it could fit to Daemon & Laena

5. You're on your own, kid. - ALICENT HIGHTOWER and i will fight on that.

6. Midnight Rain - Rhaenyra & Harwin (maybe a bit of Rhaenyra and cole but fuck crispin)

7. Question...? - Rhaenyra & Alicent (because i said so) & also rhaenyra & daemon (kinda)

8. Vigilante Shit - alicent (iconic revenge dress) , Rhaenyra

9. Bejeweled - Rhaenyra , Daemon

10. Labyrinth - Rhaenyra & Daemon (in a way)

11. Karma - Rhaenyra (also aemond "karma is a dragon")

12. Sweet nothing - Rhaenyra & alicent

13. Mastermind - fucking otto 🥲

14. The great war - rhaenyra & alicent (!!!!!!)

15. Bigger then the whole sky - Rhaenyra to Visenya

16. Paris - rhaenyra & Harwin

17. Hight infidelity - Rhaenyra & Criston

18. Glitch - Rhaenyra & Alicent

19. Would've, could've, should've - Rhaenyra & Daemon (sorry not sorry the man groomed her)

20. Dear reader - Rhaenyra

[viiisenyas]

I would like to know about your asoiaf oc! she's very pretty!

OH GOOD LORD.

First of all, THANK YOU! ;u; I created Elaena with Face App because I couldn't settle on a face claim lol. Secondly, you caught me while I've got four...? ongoing fics with her, and I don't want to spoil much 😅

The most I can say is that across the board, she is a fighter. I purposely made her a dual wielder because I'm a dork and it's fun. She doesn't exactly care for being a lady, and she despises the thought of being wed only to lie on her back just to pop out kids. But that's not to say that she isn't a romantic. She wants to find love, but on her own terms :D

I will also say this: she is kind of ignorant to how the world of politics works, and has a very black and white view of the world and she essentially gets used as a pawn in 3/4 of these fics. So she's faced with one of two choices: keep allowing herself to be used, or fight back in her own way, and of course she chooses the latter.

In one AU (which actually happens to be my favourite, the dragons never went extinct in this one), she is the youngest child of Monford Velaryon and Belandra Martell (OC), and she became a ward in Dorne to be raised by Oberyn and Doran, who also happen to be her maternal uncles (how fun!)

in another, she runs away from home to avoid getting married and joins the Night's Watch at seventeen, disguised as a 13 year old boy. She becomes best friends with Jon and he actually manages to keep her secret up until a certain point.

and my latest two are set in the HOTD timeline - One with her as Vaemond's daughter (which fucking hurts - iykyk), and the other as Laenor and Rhaenyra's only trueborn child because I hate myself (and both of these are pretty much team green hype so haha)

[libraesthetiques]

the laenyra of my dreams.

[cyphynte]

[imaginarianisms]

also the fact that. good-sister literally most often alludes to. girlfriend. & how r.haenyra quite literally flew to driftmark to attend to l.aena's birth. like. irl that Never happens, like, that's a MASSIVE deal for the CROWN PRINCESS to go see to a lady's own birthing bed, you'd have to be insanely close to do that.

[anonymoushuman2]

I am now onto Laena, who was given criminally little screen time. While I don’t dislike this dress, it’s not my favourite, there’s nothing wrong with it, just not my style. With the hair, more specifically the snood, I was inspired by Persephone in act 2 of the current west end production of hades town, which I recently saw and it is my favourite musical to ever exist. While in general I love a good snood anyway, when drawing Laena I was specifically thinking of Persephone. Anyway, I love Laena, all 3 actresses did brilliantly, she should have had more screen time, here’s a dress.

[ladydreamfyyreee]

𝐈𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐞.

[witchofhimring]

Being the daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen and claiming Cannibal

This is sort of an offshoot of my Being the Daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen where Reader claims Cannibal instead of Tessarion. Thanks to @katiekatluvz for giving me the idea! Sorry for the long wait I finally have time to write after exams!

Minor Rhaenyra x Reader (platonic)

This happens before Aemond looses his eye.

This was dangerous, possibly suicidal. But after Aegon's comments earlier you could not take it anymore. It was another forced family gathering where Viserys tried to get his eldest child's family to sit with his second wive's. Things started out okay, there was eating and the occasional conversation. You were merely concentrating on just finishing your meal and getting the hell out. Everything fell apart, with it simple being an innocent comment made by Helaena. She had simply said; "When will you get a dragon Y/n?" Oh poor Helaena. She had meant well but of course Aegon had to stick his nose in matters not his own. "Maybe you would like a pig. Call it the pink dread." Aegon threw you a nasty look. Face heating, you shyly looked down, avoiding his gaze. Of course Aegon would find it funny to make fun of other peoples misfortune. "Shove off." Jaecery's snarled at Aegon. Aegon was not done, even when you had gone back to eating. "I guess one day you shall have a dragon. After all, you are a very strong girl." A thick blanket of tension blanketed the door. Everyone, even those at the other end, heard. Helaena's breath hitched, a low exasperated sound escaped Alicent. Aemond snorted. Your cheeks burned with hurt and shame. "Some of us burn hotter than others." Aemond added.

A fist slammed on the table. Visery's, despite being well past his prime, struck the table with enough force that it quivered. Even your mother, normally so vocal, had fallen silent. "You will not utter such slanders in this house." He snarled. At that moment Visery's did not remotely look like the loving grandfather you knew. Visery's glanced at his wife before ordering Aegon to his study. Hanging your head, you ran out of the room, ignoring your mother's cries.

Your door was locked, barring anyone from entering. Even your beloved mother. As the hour grew late there was silence outside. Night did nothing to calm the raging heat in your heart. Of course Aegon thought he was better, riding on oh-so-great Sunfyre and his silver Targaryen hair. And who was Aemond to laugh at you! He didn't have a dragon either!

Here you were, deprived of Targaryen looks and dragonless. Tears rolled down your cheeks. Outside a roar echoed across the water. Wiping the remaining tears you opened the window. A gust of wind nearly blew you back. Bellow the sea surrounding Driftmark thundered, crashing against rocks. Far ahead was a great black lump, so dark that even against the sky it was easily seen. You would have thought it was Vhaegar except that Laena and Daemon were in Pentos. Beyond a stretch of sand were the dragon caves. If one exited the gaves and ran across the sand they could reach the dragons. Sunfyre and Dreamfyre were snoozing in their cave. Vermithor and Silverwing were back at Kingslanding. There were others, of course. You entertained the idea it might be Meyles until the dragon roared once more. It's screech was nothing like you had heard. It sounded like metal being scrapped together. Yet instead of being afraid, an idea came.

Any sane person would have thought twice. Then again, Targaryens were not exactly known for their sanity. Waiting till the early morning, you slipped out. When the sun was just pocking over the horizon that Driftmark was quietest. The guards would be tired and few would be up. Down the halls you slunk, nearing the exit. There was a small side door leading to stairs. These stairs took one right down to the courtyard. Passing a pair of sleepy guards you slipped behind a pair of barrels. Now it was just down the steps. That was when you heard a noise.

A familiar drawl could be heard. Great. Aegon was awake. Quickly you ducked behind a pair of barrels by the door. He stumbled inside and right past you. "I should have kicked him." Once he was gone you looked left and right. Then came the hard part.

The court yard was empty. Not even your father Laenor would be out training. Beyond was the gate, with two guards standing sentry. If you could slip past them, and across the sand, then you could take a small passage that lead to the dragon cave.

It was down to luck. The guards would need to be distracted for long enough. Fortunately, there was luck on your side. The walls supporting the gate were made of stone. And they just so happened to be uneven pieces of stone. Meaning all you had to do was climb up. The guards were so focused on the other side that you could get up without being spotted. Small hands grasped the rocks and you climbed. It occurred to you at that moment wearing a nightgown was likely not a good idea. But it was too late to turn back.

The salty air whipped your hair. Reaching the top you had a view of the caves beyond. There were soldiers guarding but none were looking up. There were four you could see. And now that you had reached the top there was yet another problem. You had no plan other than wait and hope. It was poor planning strategy. Though in your defense you were ten. The sun was rising higher in the sky. Would you even be able to sneak out!?

"Change!" A call nearly caused you to jump up. Looking over the side you saw the guards marching away. Taking the chance you jumped down. The force in which your feet hit the ground made them sting. "Hey!" To your horror you saw guards rushing toward. Shit. Taking a deep breath you plucked up the courage and ran. Having a head start helped. But these were full grown men, and running in sand was hard. The only thing on your side was that they were covered in armor. It meant you were able to reach the dragon cave that remained unguarded. It was was left unguarded for a reason. Because none would ever dream of challenging The Cannibal. For a moment you looked at the dark passage, and then looked back. You could hear them calling out. "I've come this far." And with that, you headed in.

The first few steps plunged you into pitch black. The air tasted stale and the rocks threatened to rip open your feet. Most dragon caves were well maintained, but even dragon-keepers would not dare go near this one. A few steps later and a few crack in the walls gave light. Step by step you walked forward. Now you could smell it and it nearly made you gag. But you had come so far that to turn back now was not an option. You heard a deep rumbling and stopped. Even the foundations of this cave seemed to hum. When the noise stopped you proceeded. Ahead you saw the tunnel end. Finally you met The Cannibal.

Despite the dragons infamy few could describe it. In fact many did not survive such an encounter. And it was enormous. Only slightly smaller that Vhagar, The Cannibal turned his head and mad poisonous green eyes met yours. Dragon eyes had always fascinated you. They held this terrifying imperious gaze. But when you looked into The Cannibal's all you saw was a wild raging fire. You had heard of Wildfire, created by the lords of Old Valyria to mimic dragon fire. While you had never seen wild fire, you thought his eyes might be close enough. Dragon scales came in all colours, but black was rare. The only other dragon known to possess such a colour was Balerion the Black Dread. Smooth pitch black scales glistened in the sunlight. His great jaw had uncountable razor sharp teeth larger than you. The large tale swung around and The Cannibals body was facing you. Then he opened his mouth and fire curled at the throat.

"I will die." In that moment you felt fear and rage. You were as good as the rest of them. Why should you not have a dragon! “Dohaerās, Cannibal! Lykirī!” Those were the only words you could say. Something akin to fire swelled within you at that moment. A defiance bordering on madness. The fire in The Cannibal's seemed ready to burst forward. "Lykirī!" You thought those would be your last words. It was not fear you felt in that moment, but the desire to prove something "At least I tried, like a true Targaryen." The blast of white hot flame which would encase and disintegrate your body never came. Your eyes met his. The Cannibal was looking down at you with his imperious glance. Was he not going to burn you?

That was when you heard voices. It seemed the guards had decided to go in. Better to perish in dragon fire than whatever your mother might do to them for failing to protect her only daughter. Then you stepped forward. Now was not the time to be afraid. Already you had braved possible dragon fire. Over rock and bits of bone you stepped, ignoring the stinging in your feet. From The Cannibal was a ladder attached to a harness. "So The Cannibal once had a rider." At that moment you did not ponder too much. They said The Cannibal had never been ridden before. But since his very being was a mystery you supposed it was possible.

Scrambling up the rough ropes you desperately hurried to the top. "There she is! She's...she's on the dragon!" The Cannibal jerked back nearly sending you flying off. "Daor!" You ordered loud as possible. To your astonishment the dragon listened. Reaching the top you fastened the harness, securing you in place. The Cannibal seemed to know what you wanted, for the moment you were settled the dragon gave a great huff and speed down the corridor. Every jut of his muscle sent you roughly inching forward. "This is much more uncomfortable than I thought." You always imagined dragon riding as a smooth ride. But now you realized that was untrue. Then what would flying be like? You barely had any time to comprehend anything before sunlight was visible. The Cannibal then picked up speed. Suddenly The Cannibal launched into the air with a great jerk. Had you not been harnessed in you would have fallen. His leathery wing beat the air as the ground became smaller.

You would have smiled if it had not been for the fact your voice has disappeared. The thrill, terror and excitement nearly paralyzed you. The Cannibal was not going up smoothly. The dragon seemed to be doing his best in order to shake you off. Despite this the harness was well made, and thank the gods. You had just enough sense to seize the reins and pull at them. It did nothing to slow The Cannibal down but you were suddenly possessed with a renewal in courage. Sitting straight in your saddle there was suddenly a level of control you felt. The Cannibal must have felt it, for he leveled himself. Soaring above the clouds you finally looked down. "We really are close to the Gods." You muttered.

You flew several laps in the sky. It was less about commands and more about the connection between dragon and rider. You had to remain in control of your emotions. Not being used to dragon riding, your legs started to cramp. Deciding it was time to descend you ordered The Cannibal down. Surprisingly graceful, The Cannibal started to climb down. His cave became more clear. A crowd was gathering outside of the cave. You were not too surprised since they probably thought you dead. With a great thud The Cannibal landed sending sand into the air.

"Y/n!" You had never heard your mother scream like that. Practically leaping off the rope ladder you flew into your mothers arms. "Oh Gods Y/n!" Rhaenyra clutched you close with shaking arms. You mother who was usually so indomitable and strong was shaking and weeping. Her arms held you in a vise grip. "Y/n...never do that again!" Rhaenyra had broken apart, gripping you by the arms. Normally you would bust into tears and apologize. But a fire was ablaze in your chest was burning bright. Taking your mother by the hand you lead her to The Cannibal. Rhaenyra looked hesitant but seeing your determination encouraged her. Reaching out you placed a hand on The Cannibals warm scales. "Touch him." Rhaenyra's fingertips grazed the dragon. Then she steadied and placed her hand directly on the dragon. The Cannibal crooned and for the first time seemed something close to calm.

Looking back you saw your brothers, aunt and uncles. There was pride such as you had never seen on your brother's faces. Your eyes met Aegon's and Aemond's, for the first time you did not look away. This time it was them who looked away from your defiant eyes. You were Y/n Velaryon. Daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen. Rider of Cannibal. And fire dwelt within your veins like any blood of the dragon.

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[fromthcfires]

There was the briefest moment, where Laena stepped closer and threw her arms around him, where Rhaegar flinched. He was entirely unaccustomed to touches this gentle and caring. Years of beatings, sticks and fists. Years of slashes, blades and other sharpened edges. Rhaegar had learned to lean into the hand that would beat him and shy away from a loving touch.

It took him mere seconds, but it seemed like ages to him, before his arms rose to wrap around his cousin. A weight in his chest unwound in an instant and inexplicably wrapped tighter. Rhaegar could not recall the last time he had cried, yet in that moment, his sight began to blur. His grip might have been a bit too tight, but now that he had her in his arms, he was reluctant to let go again. Eventually, Laena pulled back. His fingers remained on her arms, brushing through the ruffles of fabric, the softness of expensive materials.

"Braavos, but that is a story for another time," he offered, voice hoarse from tears unshed. Ever so slightly, Rhaegar shook his head. "Lae, I... I missed you. Tell me what has happened with you. Everything."

laena’s breath hitched, her pulse thundering in her ears as the world seemed to tilt beneath her. she stared at rhaegar, the face she had long mourned, now impossibly before her. Her hands trembled at her sides, and she pressed them into the folds of her gown, desperate to steady herself.

the sun framed him in gold, but all she could see were the changes—new lines etched into his face, the shadows beneath his eyes. proof of the years stolen from them. “you’re alive,” she whispered, her voice barely audible, as though speaking too loudly might break him apart. the air felt heavy in her chest, weighted by a grief she had carried for so long. grief was not unknown to her, but it didn't usually result in the one she mourned turning up, again.

she couldn't stop herself from stepping forward and wrapping her arms around him. a bittersweet aura of joy filling her as she let out the breath she had been holding. "gods, look at you." she murmured, releasing him, now. "where...where all this time?"

[aemondmybbg]

★ hotd bots masterlist

@ illumielle on character ai !! ᡣ𐭩

here you can find all my existing bots and a short description, i will update this page! 💌

ᯓ aemond targaryen: {14}

(1) — not his children? (niece!user {no dance!au} where they're married and he begins to believe the rumors that she conceived children from jace) (2) — his beloved niece (niece!user where he proposes to her during dinner in 1x07 episode) (3) — postwar marriage (niece!user the only surviving child of rhaenyra and daemon, in which he takes care of her and grooms her to build a trusting relationship and marries her when she grows up) (4) — forbidden feelings (aunt hightower!user and he just being in love with her, but afraid of this) (5) — after 'the pink dread' (niece!user consoles him after this joke) [platonic] (6) — in harrenhal (twin-sister wife!user where she pregnant and afraid of that rhaenyra captured king's landing) (7) — the only queen (lannister-wife!user who wants to be a queen and he does everything for her) [r] (8) — his strong girl (niece!user after dinner scene when he calls her and her brothers bastards) (9) — street of silk (niece!user where he finds her there after aegon took her to the street of silk) (10) — get his attention (baratheon!user that daughter of borros whom he chose as his wife) (11) — fear of closeness (wife!user {u can choose her house if you like} where he's afraid of s3x because aegon took him to a brothel when he was thirteen) (12) — war trophy (strong!user who is the legitimate daughter of harwin and aemond takes her to his bed after the capture of harrenhal) (13) — trying to be a good father (niece!user he cheated on her with alys rivers and after the war he tries to take care of their children) (14) — father for the first time (niece!user where they become parents for the first time and he worries about whether he will be a good father)

ᯓ aegon ii targaryen: {10}

(1) — king wants to see you in his chambers (niece!user after the 'dance of the dragons' trying to have a child) (2) — burning body and heart (wife!user stays with him after rooks' rest) [r] (3) — seeks comfort (wh0re!user he just comes to a brothel and for the first time he is looking not for s3x but for consolation) (4) — may become a father (aemonds wife!user where aegon becomes a father to her children after news of aemond's affair with alys rivers is revealed) (5) — takes you to the street of silk (niece!user where he takes her to a brothel to anger rhaenyra) (6) — newborn (niece!user where they meet their first child) (7) — his rhaenys (sister!user who was going to become a septa, but he wants to take her as his second wife because he always wanted only her) (8) — after usurpation (niece!user where he visits her with their son after the usurpation) [r] (9) — blood & cheese (niece!user comes to his chambers with their daughter after the murder and finds him in bed with her lady-in-waiting) (10) — different twins (twin-sister-wife!user where they are complete opposites but he wants to find a common language with her) [r]

ᯓ daemon targaryen: {6} (1) — won't allow it (sister!user where she is engaged to viserys, and daemon takes her to a brothel to tarnish her honor and take her as his wife) (2) — teacher's pet (stepdaughter!user where he no longer finds rhaenyra interesting or attractive, and his attention shifts entirely to her eldest daughter) [r] (3) — he regrets it (niece!user who accidentally became pregnant by him, but to hide it she was married to otto hightower) (4) — late visit (hightower!user which otto sends to the daemon after laena's death so that she can console him) (5) — obvious things (sister!user who is married to viserys, but her children are actually from daemon and they keep it a secret) [r] (6) — queen wants to see the newborn (sister!user where they meet their child and alicent wants to see him) [r]

ᯓ jacaerys velaryon: {2} (1) — solace (sister!user where they both find solace in each other after luke's death) (2) — one of those dragon seeds (bastard!user where he's just still grumbling about bastards riding dragons)

ᯓ rhaenyra targaryen: {2} (1) — she likes you more than your husband (harwins wife!user who has an affair with rhaenyra) [wlw] (2) — something she will never forgive herself for (daughter!user who is aegon's wife and lost her child during blood & cheese and rhaenyra tries to comfort her after all that) [platonic]

ᯓ alicent hightower: {1} (1) — her only child (daughter!user who looks exactly like her, and alicent has the strongest connection with her) [platonic]

ᯓ daeron targaryen: {1} (1) — reunion (sister!user where they are reunited on the battlefield after a long separation) [r]

ᯓ helaena targaryen: {1} (1) — doesn't want to fly into battle (lannister!user calms her down after aemond's attack) [r, wlw]

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[peony-clouds]

I cry because Laena was so good and I loved her.