#house of the dragon mood board

[axelsagewrites]

Rhanerya's Younger Sister Mood Board

[yandereunsolved]

ღ Yandere Aegon II Targaryen ღ

The taste of wine was never sweeter than when you poured it into his cup. Your head always bowed, and those doeish eyes of yours were wide and cautious. It was as if you could sense the dangerous intentions of the beast you served. One wrong word, and those around you would be scorched to a crisp. Yet he was the king. What could you do?

The cupbearer of his council was a position that was coveted among those with lower status. After all, if you were serving the king and those on his council, you were almost aligned with their status. It was something that was gifted to you by the king, a title that most of the other workers in the castle believed you did not deserve.

You are an uneducated servant. You don't know the fineries of dining or how to act sophisticated within the complex courts. You cannot even spell your own name with ink and parchment paper. Your small family shrinks by the day. You are unable to pay for your aging parents and keep your younger siblings fed. Your dearest baby brother just passed the other day.

Still, the king fancies you. Many can tell by his leering glances and the oddly aggressive way in which he interacts with you. He is always leaving fleeting touches on your figure. To be wanted or unwanted doesn't matter to him. He just wants to feel your body under his hands, under him. 

You are practically untouchable within the walls of the Red Keep. A sparring glance or vaguely threatening word thrown your way will cause a charred corpse to turn up the next day. When you find the corpse, which you always seem to do, you swear to the gods, new and old, that you are able to hear Sunfyre's daunting roar. No one else's recollection seems to match yours. You fear that you are going mad.

Another cup down the dragon's gullet. This days council has adjourned, leaving only you in the room with your ruler. He is incredibly tense, despite the extensive drinking he has been doing. He is a violent drunk, always on edge. There is never a moment of weakness in his eyes, except for when his carefully crafted delusions are torn apart.

His violet irises meet yours and there is no softness within the cusp of them. One of his fingers taps impatiently on the edge of his goblet. A subtle gesture for you to refill. You nearly overfill his cup as you are trapped within his gaze. A pleased smile stretches across his slightly chapped pink lips.

"It is so comforting to know that I own something as beautiful as you. You are a treasure that will never escape my grasp, little one."

Those words horrify you. Your hands are having great trouble keeping a hold on the pitcher. Your greatest fear has been actualized. Those words have sealed your fate. For the king may do as he pleases, married or not.

[kaitlinamberxo]

“Everyone says Targaryens are closer to gods than to men, but they say that because of our dragons. Without them, we're just like everyone else.”

kaitlin's 100 favorite female muses — 42/100: Rhaenyra Targaryen

[thesadvampire]

𝔓𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 ℭ𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔰𝔞𝔫𝔰

With golden dragon coins, you can purchase everything from pearls to flesh but never love and freedom.

[fatherforgivethem]

I am my mother's child, I'll love you 'til my breathing stops

I'll love you 'til you call the cops on me

But in our darkest hours, I stumbled on a secret power

I'll find a way to be without you, babe

[sidraofthewildflowers]

𝐻𝑒𝓁𝒶𝑒𝓃𝒶 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇

[saintlopezlov3r]

Rhaenyra Targaryen🐉 & Alicent Hightower🗡️

House of the Dragon

Friendship Mood board

[7thchevronlocked]

Rhaewin Moodboard - F1 AU

When young F1 driver Rhaenyra Targaryen meets Harwin Strong, the eldest son of Zaldrīzes Racing's Team Principal Lyonel Strong known for his international rugby career, they hit it off and it's certainly a wild ride...

[temporarily-your-saint]

ᵂʰʸ ᵈᵒ ʷᵉ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵈⁱᵉ

ᶠᵒʳ ᵘˢ ᵗᵒ ˢᵉᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˡⁱᵍʰᵗ?

ᴬⁿᵈ ʷᵉ ʰᵘⁿᵍᵉʳ ᶠᵒʳ ˡᵒᵛᵉ

ᴬⁿᵈ ᵐʸ ˢᵒᵘˡ ⁱˢ ˢᵗᵃʳᵛⁱⁿᵍ

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A little mood board for my OC, Rhaelana, that I have incorporated into my most recent short fic. 👀 I’m thinking of making a full character sheet for her to post here too.

lyrics: starvation by AURORA

[writingwenches]

Lady Lynora Lannister

Lynora Lannister: A lady raised by harsh Septas, away from courtly life, brought to the bustling court of King Viserys by the Lannisters to serve as lady-in-waiting to Princess Helaena Targaryen, and secretly offered as potential mistress to Prince Aemond Targaryen.

pairings –

Helaena Targaryen x Good Female Friendship. Lynora Lannister was brought to the castle to serve the "strange" young princess. Queen Alicent banished dozens of ladies from court, tasking servants to report any forked tongue gossip about her poor, sweet, Helaena, straight to the Queen's bedchamber.

Aemond Targaryen x OC Female, raised lowborn. Lannisters are always there to serve the crown, offering the young Lady up to the Prince as a potential play-thing. All young men needed to blow off steam, the Lannisters knew, and who better than someone the Prince can belittle, berate, curse and abused than some classless girl.

other story ocs

mission statement –

Let’s turn Westeros into the girlhood centric sadbae YA novel of our dreams ✨

character information –

Lady Lynora Lannister was born to the third son of Lord Lannister, Warden of the West and a daughter of Lord Mullendore of the Uplands in the Reach. House Mullendore had made their recent fortunes in bountiful cattle farming throughout their lands. House Mullendore is very generous to their smallfolk, allowing many to collect impressive sums for their hard work in the fields. 

The current Lord Mullendore was raised too softly, knowing nothing of hardship and struggle, surviving each winter with no inconveniences. Lord and Lady Mullendore had many children, and lost most. Always too far gone into their cups, they lost track of the alliances and marriages of their children. The announcement of their daughter’s marriage to the Lord Leon Lannister, a widower twice over already, was hurried after a passionate tournament week celebrating the King’s daughter. The announcement of her death was quiet, between the lines of Leon Lannister’s new engagement. 

Lynora’s mother died a few days after giving birth. The daughter that was left angered Leon, what a waste. She was sent the way of many Lannister bastards, into the care of the Faith of the Seven.

Lyn was raised by Septas in a Motherhouse, under their watchful patron, The Maiden, commonly referred to as a “Maidenhouse”. The Septas taught unwanted girls life skills, to learn to support themselves in the world. They work hard, tilling the fields, and practicing a trade to sell at the nearby town markets. It is whispered about that the Maiden’s Motherhouse was a place known to house bastards of Noble Houses, for those too kind to end the child, but not kind enough to bring them into their House. The unwanted girl’s dreamed of their possible sisters and cousins, finding small similarities in looks and actions, all in search of a family. Some girls formed their own families. 

Much like its name, The banks of The Bite was a rough place to live. The banks of The Bite are where The North, The Riverlands and The Vale meet. The Bite is a rural area East of The Twins, along the Kingsroad. 

The Maidenhouse was known to take in all kinds of young girls. Some girls were taken by force, abducted by honorable Knights from their Hilltribes or Wildling clans. Other girls showed up in gilded carriages, with sacks of gold in tribute. Most are dropped off at the gates, in worn baskets and tattered blankets. It is hard to remember how one came to the Maidenhouse, unless the Septas enjoy holding it against you. 

Lyn assumed she was just another orphan girl, just another one of the wild mosaic of children the Septas tried to control with pain and fear. Fear of the gods, fear of the rod, fear of the pitiful future they were all to endure. 

The winters were hard, some near impossible. Donations stall, the fields barren, the girls more unwanted than ever. One winter, when foraging for wood, Lyn and a group of friends were abducted by a Hilltribe and held captive until summer. She will keep this secret from her noble family, if her virtue was ever called into question, she would surely be forced to marry an old, wealthy lord that no one else would have. 

Lyn has a hard time adapting to noble!speak, using lowborn vocabulary such as “m’lady/m’lord”, and having terrible manners. 

She was born with a prominent birthmark on her face, under her eye. For ooc story purposes, it will make her easier to “track” through a system of unwanted girls, the Lannister/Mullendoren family will know for certain it is really her and not some pretender. In the story, she will be given some nasty name to be known through the Kingdom, dealing with her face.

When meeting Lord Layrs Strong, he is annoyed Lyn assumed the Tully’s ruled the Riverlands. She only knew of house banners that donated food to the children of the Maidenhouse and she had never seen House Strong’s sigil.

[axelsagewrites]

Secret Relationship with Aemond Targaryen Mood Board

[yandereunsolved]

♖ Gwayne Hightower Moodboard ♖

➜ 🍃♜ Which Gwayne are you? 1-9 🍃♜

[destroyerofnations92]

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[thesadvampire]

Alys Rivers

[fatherforgivethem]

“I don’t know if I like it.”

“What do you mean you don’t know if you like it?”

“I have to go. If I stay, I’ll never leave.”

“You’re losing me to a life of my own.”

[sidraofthewildflowers]

𝐹𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇. 𝒮𝓂𝒾𝓉𝒽. 𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝑜𝓇. 𝑀𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇. 𝑀𝒶𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓃. 𝒞𝓇𝑜𝓃𝑒. 𝒮𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇.

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𝐼 𝒶𝓂 𝒽𝒾𝓈, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒, 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒹𝒶𝓎, 𝓉𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝒹𝒶𝓎𝓈.