#v. THE HOUSE OF THE DRAGON

[heireign]

@absolventiia : send me 🕯️to hear my character's inner thoughts about your character — aurane.

113AC : ( it had seemed as a horrid a cruel jape as there ever had been one, when they had been borne — that my mother had laboured for the majority of her life to that end, that she had kept forcing herself to endure, again and again, all in the service of doing her duty to my father and providing him a true heir, that he should have two with his second wife and more, have two with her. that he should have all that he wanted and even more, I wanted that for him, I did. but I still do not know why it had to be her - why it had to be her of all people, my closest friend and confidante, now his. I wanted things to remain the same, but how then, could they ? to have birthed an heir and a spare in one… I would be useless, if I wasn’t already. why good indeed would I be then beyond a marriage pact to a lord of a far off castle, distant from the goings on of court and out of sight. out of mind, and soon enough it would be I who was mocked for daring to hope. it is childish, a selfish thought to dwell on the inevitable, to mar the happy occasion with my own irrelevant responses to it all — for it would not matter if I did not want to be replaced, if the king saw fit to see it done. it would not matter, and it would not be their fault. and I am glad they were born healthy, above all. and if this was the price I need pay for their well-being, for their continued good health and the survival of their mother, I would willing pay it. yet I fear obscurity, more then I ever have. I loathe those brief moments where I saw a glimmer of something more, the brief sheen of hope upon the horizon. I would try, I will try, I have always wanted a sibling, I have always wanted, a brother - but I need time to come to terms with …. the inevitably of my own existence. the reality of it I should have known better then to expect more from. I did not think it would be so painful as to call them brothers after baelon, but my lips struggle to form the words )

129AC: ( he looks like his mother, aurane. while aegon has the hair and eyes of our father, he has more of the hightower coloring. or mayhaps it was the florents. alicent had always favored her mother too. he looks like my own sons, bearing the same dark brown hair and brown eyes that they do. and he was legitimate beyond a doubt. though he and his twin are alike in many other ways — both of them had displayed little interest in the iron throne, both of them preferred to lose themselves in drink and whatever sort of pleasures may be found upon the street of silk — it was the elder of them who garnered the majority of the attention, and the stares. it was the elder of them those green lords upheld as the true heir to the iron throne. they were scarcely seen apart from each other, her half brothers. though I have not been the best sister. I do not know when I had begun to drift so steadily from them, nor do I know quite how I might rectify the situation. from the times aurane and I have spoken, it has been cordial enough, though always hollow curtesies – born from a place of not true knowing. they could be nice to each other, and I have tried my best to be, but naught can truly be healed between us if we do not know one another. it feels as if, at times there was no way to go back — to be able to build anew and not need worry about the ramifications of what others might feel in seeing the two of them standing by side.

I feel for him, truly. I cannot imagine how it must feels to be the long sought son’s perfect duplicate — and not the firstborn son yourself. to be known as naught more then the shadow of prince aegon the elder. and not prince aurane, the younger born twin. I can sympathize with him, in a way. I often feel little more than a shadow myself, the imprint of a wanton princess who defied all that was expected of her, all manner of propriety. decency. to be close to what everyone wanted you to be and yet not quite, not yet able to get there. he does not have the privilege of being his mother’s first son, or his mother’s first daughter, or his father, and yet. I do believe he has begun to make his way and carve out a path of his own. )

[vampzv]

"I don't have a type." ... sure

[arleniansdoodles]

More Dunk and Egg fanart, featuring Dunk, Egg, and Aerion Targaryen from The Hedge Knight! I went a little further with the stained-glass style this time, and I'm happy with how it turned out! Especially Aerion's cloak, which is supposed to be fully black if I remember right; I added in the fiery colours just to help it pop XD

Also, the dragons here aren't actually there - it's meant to symbolize the Targaryens fighting (over Dunk hahaa)! The designs are based on the descriptions of their dragon eggs; Aerion's is gold and silver, and veined with red, while Egg's is white and green, all swirly. And the tree in the back is meant to represent Dunk :'''D

[bluerbell]

❝ she sees much and more, my Alys. ❞

a rough redraw of this old piece <3

[lonelymagpies]

Hallmark cheesy Christmas movies Aemond 🎄🎄🎄

[thatscruelsummer]

Princess Rhaelle Targaryen and Lord Ormund Baratheon

art trade with @salialenart ❤️‍🔥

[duchess-of-oldtown]

According to the way they adapted Fire and Blood in House of the Dragon, we can probably expect some changes in Dunk and Egg:

Dunk is actually the long lost son of Daemon Blackfyre and Dornish Daenerys Targaryen (y'know because EVERYONE has to have their parents explained)

Egg will not be loyal to Dunk, he'll be a total scumbag

Maekar DID kill Baelor on purpose.

Before Baelor dies he whispers that Egg should be King and Dunk must immediately be named a Kingsguard.

Aerion will commit like one actrocity and then get a redemption arc.

Bloodraven and Bittersteel are estranged lovers (this could work) and all this is a bitter divorce

Bloodraven gets his info by selling feet pics. The trees told him that's how Alicent did it.

Shiera Seastar DOES actually eat children and bathe in blood.

Daeron the Drunken will take so much fantasy cocaine/LSD that the whole thing was actually all an acid trip

Daemon II Blackfyre will not serve cunt or camp.

The Blackfyre Rebellion? All happened in one big miscommunication Trope.

The dragons aren't dead, they're actually just finding themselves in the wilderness, you know? They're just really getting into their earthy crunch side.

Maekar Targaryen will do nothing all season. Just serve face and say offensive shit

The Dornish will be an integral part of the season. You will only know about it because of Behind the Episode.

Valarr Targaryen is a socialist and that is why they killed him off.

The mastermind behind all the Targaryen deaths? Baby Walder Frey.

Who really stole the dragon egg at Whitewalls? Time Travelling Penny in disguise.

[backjustforberena]

Two years since we got this absolute look:

[franzkafkagf]

The way Aegon desperately wants to fill the conqueror's armor, even when it's evidently too large for him to fully take up. He looks like a boy slipping into his father's coat, a boy whose idea of his father as this invincible figure, who he can never quite reach, is destined to be popped some way or another.

Aegon isn't the only one who clings to the idea of the conqueror as this ideal. His shadow looms large over all of House Targaryen, this almost mythical figure whose legacy all Targaryen try to claim for themselves. They chase after his ghost, believing that to truly be a Targaryen, one must be like him: ruthless, powerful, and above all, victorious. They forget—or perhaps choose to ignore—that his victories were bathed in blood, that his crown was forged in fire and brutality. His legacy is a cursed throne, a throne that cuts most who sit upon it, a throne that pits people against each other.

Generation after generation, Targaryens name their children are after him. Aegon. A name dripping in history and blood and crushed dreams. They hope that this name will bring with them the strength and glory. A babe born to me, wearing the Conqueror's crown. But these hopes are often dashed. These children are caught in the endless cycle of violence that defines their bloodline. They keep meeting more and more horrific fates—murder, madness, betrayal.

The prophecy that the Conqueror himself used as justification for all the blood he spilt, the prophecy so many Targaryen feel like is theirs to fulfill—the promise of a hero who will save the world—only serves to further the rot. This prophecy, ever so vague and open to interpretation, is a way for them to give purpose to the endless wars and the pain. The Conqueror was no savior; he was a man driven by ambition and thirst for power, a man who saw kingdoms as prizes to be won and people as obstacles to be removed. He was a man who saw himself to be superior to others on the basis of what flowed through his veins.

[aphrmoosun]

"A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms." (2025)

[lislemons]

asoiaf characters as posts that remind me of them part whatever

[nowhereelsetopost]

Google is referring to Aerion as “le Flamboyant” and I mean… it’s not wrong

[nobodysuspectsthebutterfly]

Our new Dunk and Egg!

Dexter Sol Ansell, playing Egg (the future King Aegon V Targaryen), is best known for playing the (very) young Coriolanus Snow in the opening scene for The Hunger Games: The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes.

I think Dexter is a perfect choice for Egg! He looks very HBO-Targaryen, and IMO has a strong resemblance to Leo Ashton (young Aemond in HOTD S1), as well as Emma D'Arcy (Rhaenyra). Of course he'll be shaving his head (poor kid), and with those light eyebrows, I'm sure he will be very very egg, lol.

Our new Dunk, Peter Claffey, from Portumma, Ireland, used to be a rugby player (he's 1.96m, 6'5"), but left the sport in 2018 and got into acting. Here's a clip from his agent's site, and for more videos see here.

I personally think this clip is highly convincing of Peter's potential in this role. "We could use a man-mountain like you", indeed.

[lilithshads]

The Unending Grief of Jenny of Oldstones 𓇢𓆸

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[shortnotsweet]

[bardsansa]

the last painted portraits of dowager queen alicent hightower and rhaenyra i

rhaenys and visenya, alyssa velaryon, the six wives of maegor, alysanne, aemma arryn

closeups n pfps if you please