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Aemond was not only making fun of twins’ deceased mother and threatening to feed Baela to Vhagar but also being little bitch to Rhaena FOR NO REASON with the pig joke when the one who made fun of him the most was his own brother ? Baela and Rhaena didn’t even know him like that what the hell ?
That’s why I will NEVER buy that “b*llied and oppressed child” act they wanna sell, the first thing Aemond did after gaining some kind of power was to insult absolutely unrelated to his bullying orphan girls who just lost their mother instead of his big brother.
I just can’t stand the insensitivity from Aemond or his stans defending him, in regards to the whole “well if she wanted Vhagar she should’ve claimed her then”... she literally just lost her mother, pretty sure claiming a dragon was one of the last things on her mind. Plus she obviously thought she’d have time, and didn’t consider her cousin would pull a move like claiming her mother’s dragon, RIGHT AT THE WOMAN’S FUNERAL. Like c’mon, now.
Aemond stans pass him a lot of things, if not everything he does. The fucking show has turn him into some "poor bullied baby oppressed by the big bad bastards" even though he is kind of a psycho. They really forget that Aemond tried to claim Dreamfyre even though she was already claimed by Helaena, he didn't care as long as he had a dragon because he thought he deserved it.
I've seen people compare show Aemond to school shooters and I agree.
What he did to Baela and Rhaena wouldn't be so defended if the girls were played by white actresses.
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idonsul · 5 days
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daenerysies · 1 month
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Anyone harassing the black & brown cast of HOTD needs to fucking cope and seethe.
Bethany is Baela the Brave and she’s splendid. I can’t wait for her to get the chance to play Baela after all the racist harassment she has had to experience from not only the fandom but the shitty writing.
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salialenart · 29 days
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Laena with her daughters Baela and Rhaena Targaryen, The Dragon Twins
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wweskywalker · 7 months
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“She is overly fond of boys. More than boys, however, Lady Baela loved to fly. Since first riding her dragon Moondancer into the sky not half a year past, she had flown every day, ranging freely to every part of Dragonstone and even across the sea to Driftmark.”
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selkiewife · 5 months
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BETHANY ANTONIA as BAELA TARGARYEN HOUSE OF THE DRAGON, Season 2 Trailer
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qyburnsghost · 6 days
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I hope the attention that the horrible racism Bethany is receiving also opens the door to how ignored her character along with Rhaena is in the show and the fandom. There are hardly fics with them compared to others, or there are tons of OC characters who just take their personalities and characteristics. They are often ignored in art works, or memes, or anything while everyone else is included. I’ve said this indirectly for months but like .. ugh . I feel like people are willing to ignore or block out more than half of the show or story line or team or whatever like they don’t exist just because they don’t like what they look like or can’t identify with them just because they don’t look like them.
I was hoping to have all sorts of variety of fandom activity (for all the characters)when the show came out but eventually I found out it is severely limited and I wish I could write again so I could fill the void. And I won’t bother with all the altering of the storyline by the writers/producers and plots from the book for laena, the dragon twins, to make them seem mute,unloved or glorified extras, etc .Anyways I’m rambling and no one cares. I hope Bethany, Phoebe and if we get a Nettles actress is doing okay.
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ride-thedragon · 1 month
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LADY OF DRAGONSTONE.
WARD OF DRIFTMARK.
RIDER OF MOONDANCER.
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lemoncakz · 1 month
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❝ Lady Rhaena and her twin sister, Baela, became the darlings of the city overnight. ❞
— fire&blood
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thatscruelsummer · 1 month
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Baela Targaryen as Nike, Goddess who personifies victory in any field including art, music, war, and athletics.
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lunasglow · 16 days
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TG will fight for Baela’s claim to Driftmark (even though she’s Targaryen and it doesn’t make sense) but are the first to call her a stupid loser for standing up to Aegon when her home was sieged.
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viscardiac · 1 month
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HOUSE OF THE DRAGON BLACK TRAILER
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salialenart · 4 months
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«Like her father, Prince Daemon Targaryen, Baela was wild, willing, and fearless»
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howdoesagrapewrites · 2 months
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𝐆𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐓𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬
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Plot: Baela needs some stress relieving before the battle, and who's best than her sweet older sister?
Cw: lovesick!Baela Targaryen x reader, top!Baela x sub!reader, could be Blackfyre!reader but this is not really canon so who cares, smut, fingering, grinding, your usual unhinged medieval sexuality, incest, targcest could be read as internalized homophobia but not really, dirty talk, virginity loss, Baela's POV at first, then reader's POV
Notes: This is not really canon, or important in the Dragon Jaws/Blackfyre series, it's just a little treat
Baela and Y/N were in a tent after a session with the generals of the black army, they discussed the strategy for combat tomorrow. It was late, probably later than it was prudent, after all, no warrior with half a brain would go into war without proper rest; but it was not easy to fall asleep with so much in mind.
The sisters shared a tent, both as a security measure, and one of emotional need. They had spent their whole lives together, missing each other terribly when apart. They would exchange letters and travel on dragonback into the arms of one another, though the tent was missing Rhaena, their other sister, they accepted this gracefully, as it was to keep her safe.
They slept on a big bed (as much as it could be called a bed), usually ending up tangled in the other's embrace. For Baela, it was hard. She was in love with her sister, she desired her. It had evolved throughout the years, but she was sure she loved her sisters from the moment she was able to love. During puberty this feeling grew, it enveloped her, and now, as an adult, it was irresistible. For one, she was grateful she was born a woman, she could shower and dress with her without any shame, stare at her bosom, her perky nipples, her hips, her back, so soft and ready to be marked. She remembered this time during her younger years, where with the excuse of curiosity, she asked her older sister about her developing body, Baela standing naked before her, with her only in her undergarments, both getting ready for bed after swimming on the sea.
"I just can't know if they will get like yours, can you look at me?" She timidly asked. Y/N just caressed her curly hair, and said "It's normal, they look normal. They just might be small, that's lovely too" she said, innocent to the hormone-filled train of thought Baela was conjuring. Y/N topped it off with words that would be repeated over and over in Baela's head for years to come: "You can't tell anyone this, but you and Rhaena are the most beautiful Targaryens to have ever lived" they laughed and Baela felt butterflies erupt in response to her gentleness.
And now, Baela can't sleep thinking about that, she wants her, if not now, when? When will they ever find a better place and time to have each other? Probably many more, Baela thinks, however, what matters is that after years of simmering, her lust has come to a boil.
"Y/N" she calls
"Ahem?" She responds, sleep filled voice
"Have you thought about the end of the war?" She asks, snuggling her body close to hers, Baela is hugging her from behind, the bed feels warm
"I guess we all have"
"I'm fighting like a man" Baela stated "But once the war ends, I won't have the power of a man"
"I think we all want the power of a lord. Lord Baelon, how does that sound? I think it has a nice ring to it" said the oldest "How about me? How would my name sound as a lord?"
"Hmm... I'd like you to remain a lady" Y/N made a curious noise at Baela's words, and then noticed her hand going lower, from the side of her chest, to her waist. "That way... You would be lord Baelon's wife, keep the blood of the dragon pure" her hand hands reached for the buttons in her nightgown. "I would share you with Rhaena" she stopped to think of a fitting name for her sister "Lord Rhaegar, that would be nice... But she can be a lady too, what matters is that I'll have both of you"
Y/N aids Baela with the unbuttoning of her blouse, guiding her hand to her bare skin "I'm not liking it too much, you are cocky, I would like to marry a gentle lord" she says that, but she's undressing for Baela. "Remain a lady, for me, sister, I do not need more"
"I do" Baela says, flipping you on your back, looking deeply into your eyes from above, her hair tickles your shoulders as they fall like a cascade
She closes the distance and kisses you like a starved animal, like a dragon. She's fire, so are you. You devour each other, you grab her curls to trap her, she moans when she feels your nails massage her scalp. You break the kiss to gasp for air, Bae looks dizzy and lovestruck, all of her bold attitude is now gone.
Her hands touch your sides softly, and you nod so she can go ahead. Her palms are soft, but there's an undeniable roughness thanks to the dragon reins she holds onto.
Baela kisses your neck, by this point, your torso is bare, you get goosebumps from the cold air around you. She kisses all the way down to your navel, your underpants are tied with baby blue ribbons, and Baela softly tugs them down.
"It's not enough" she whispers in your ear as she exposes your cunt
You softly sigh as her slender fingers play with your folds, gathering the slick and rubbing your clit with it. She keeps kissing you, and teasing your hole with her finger, not quite fucking you with it. You enjoy it until you don't, and start shamelessly grinding against her, you get a little louder, whining "Lady Baela" and biting your lip in hopes of seducing her. She can't resist, and slowly inserts only her ring finger, slowly pumping in and out of you.
Soon the pace quickens, but you both agree is not enough, and Baela is shivering with the desire to be touched too. Mid-making out, she asks you to sit up.
"I have an idea, just-" she undresses too, with your eager help she lays down, resting her head on the pillow, now naked. She motions you to sit on top of her. You slowly lower yourself with Baela guiding your hips to where she wants them to be, both of you giggle with the tender awkwardness of both your cluelessness.
Your pulsing cunt comes to grind on top of her, you experimentally move, and are rewarded with a a breathy moan from Baela. You build your pace, wiggling your hips and riding her pussy, you start slow, feeling her clit and folds rub with yours, at first it's too intense, and your eyes get wet with tears from pleasure. But then it's not enough, and you ride her like it's the last thing you'll do, it gets difficult to hide your moans, but you think anyone would know what's happening, based on the wet clapping sounds of skin of skin.
It gets slippery with slick, and your hips get tired, but Baela's voice demanding more is just too intoxicating. You come and collapse on top of her, but she's still rolling her hips and sucking on your neck, you plead for mercy, but she's as ruthless in bed as in the battlefield, so after you momentarily stop, she bites you. "Did I say you could stop?" You are in fact tired, but just listening to her commands has you clenching, so your lower body gets a mind of its own and keeps moving to satisfy your sister. You know that you would probably see the sun arise before Baela had her fill of you.
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"Y/N" she calls, this time she doesn't wait for an answer, as she knows you're awake "You will not marry anyone, you'll wait for me"
You get a little sad, you know that you can never marry Baela, and don't know exactly what she means "Yet you will marry Jace" you say, maybe a little too hurt
"I will" Baela makes you look at her in the eyes, as she promises you this "But I will make him take you as a wife too, you will not marry until that happens" she's tender, but you are aware she's being dead serious. Jacaerys taking a second wife? A bastard one at that? It sounds too fantastic, and you would like to live in that fantasy, but your mind will not let you.
"Trust me, Y/N."
"I don't think many would accept it"
"Then I suppose Moondancer will have grow fat from too many nobles"
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Baela Targaryen
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