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People are shipping us? To where?

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rhaegon . ‧ ° . ⋆ kiss me through the phone

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My favorite doomed siblings 🥲

Song: lampabikt – так ли хотела ты

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My commission of Rhaenyra Targaryen and Aegon II Targaryen from the amazing artist @/ecler_ecler on twt 🖤

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thee silver king and thee golden queen (x)

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En pocos años de diferencia,

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She came to argue, determined to keep her husband away from the battlefield. I don't think Aegon actually heard anything. Heart eyes and all of that.

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Gray wedding

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rhaegon twins

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“sister, you do love me?”

“no, dearest brother, i loathe you.”

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what if we all just k*lled ourselves? 🙃

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🌙 ☀️

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rhaegon lazy days

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My commission from the lovely @/keruwu on twt 💕

Just wanted them to take a little ride on Sunfyre 🥰

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rhaenyra stared at him, saying nothing, yet communicating everything she wanted to say to her younger half-brother with her eyes.

“i loathe you. i love you.”

and aegon’s smirk dropped, and he swallowed, staring at her seriously, soberly, with a mixture of yearning, of lust, hunger, and longing. longing for her. longing for what only she could give him endlessly and vastly. and it infuriated her to no end, clench her hands into fists, how he could look at her like she was his whole world, his whole life, and she wanted to be. she wanted to be his whole world, his whole life. for in her whole life she hadn’t given him much of anything, nearly nothing. just like their father had.

and deep down in the pit of her stomach it gnawed at her like a dragon eating hot searing flesh, regret festering in her blood and flooding through her veins, along with anxiousness, adrenaline—hate for herself for allowing her resentment of alicent hightower for being his mother. her jealousy of her childhood best friend giving her the brother she always dreamed of having from her own mother.

but here was the little brother she always dreamed of, in the flesh, half her blood; one she loathed because she loved him and she wanted him the same—maybe wanted him, no needed him more than he needed her. and rhaenyra, queen of the seven kingdoms, her father’s heir, would finally let him have her. finally open her heart up and let herself love her little brother, more than she could ever love any her mind conjured or dreamed of. because those in her dreams couldn’t even measure up to half the brother he was—wholly hers and hers alone.