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fatherforgivethem · 4 months

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“We should be getting back to the party, you know.” She scolded lightly. Not being able to hide the smile that crept onto her face.

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He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her into a corner in the wall. He tipped his chin back and gave her a smirk, “Mm, yes, you might be right. But… I’m rather enjoying having you all to myself.”

“Wasn’t it your idea to throw the party?” She asked and Aegon trailed his fingers along her jaw. He gave a slight nod, “Yes. But now I regret it after seeing the way people have been gawking at you all evening.”

“Is that jealousy I’m hearing, husband?”

“Why should I be jealous? They can’t have you.”

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corporalicent · 10 months

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modern!helaegon, where aegon is a singer and helaena is his photographer

i just wanted to share one for the edits i did for one of my new ships lol

#house of the dragon #helaegon #aegon ii targaryen x helaena targaryen #helaegon au #helaegon aesthetic

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ladystarksneedle · 6 months

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Any hindi song that reminds you of helaegon?

Hellooo my lovely thank you for this ask! I was just thinking of Bollywood parallels today so this is quite like you've actually read my mind. Aegon gives me major Emraan Hashmi vibes tbh and I don't know why. Maybe it's the smirk, the bad boy charm he can put on to the sad boy-wet eyes-pathetic mess he transforms into and hopefully into the character with the best arc on the show during later seasons. Emraan hashmi movies are quite interesting, at least the ones from the early 2000's with thrilling endings so I guess that parallel makes sense?

Here's a list of songs I can think of for them at the moment, some of them involving him:

#lovely asks #bollywood helaegon #helaegon au

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lonelymagpies · 4 months

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✨HAPPY NEW YEAR!✨I wanted to portray them happy and fancy and save them from the canonically doomed narrative 🫠

I filled it with a lot of references and poured in it a lot of time and effort so I hope you baddies like it 💞

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fearmakess · 2 months

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ice-mint · 10 months

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The Greens go to the Beach, Modern AU

Featuring Helaena, Aegon and their kids. Plus Daeron and Aemond with his big hole.

#hotd art #hotd fanart #aegon ii targaryen #aemond targaryen #helaena targaryen #daeron targaryen #jaehaera targaryen #jaehaerys targaryen #house of the dragon #Hotd #team green #helaegon #This is what happens the moment Alicent goes to havw a swim #My art #Jaehaera loves her dad #hotd modern au

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serymn31 · 22 days

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The Helaegon college reincarnation AU I will not write

He’s a spoiled but neglected son of a CEO, and his father’s worsening condition is causing a maelstrom of media speculation on who will inherit their company - him or his estranged older sibling? He’s a business major who seems to be always hungover in classes but aces his exams.

Once at a pub where he spent the wee hours of morning with a whiskey, a girl with silver hair and lavender eyes wearing a periwinkle sweater and gold spider earrings walk in carrying her botany and biology textbooks. The library has been closed, the pub goers have gone home and she orders coffee with irish cream. She sits on the table to continue her studies with her pastel highlighters and insect-themed notebooks.

Their eyes meet and she notices him watch her. She feels a sudden, inexplicable pain in her womb. For a moment he feels an unmistakable burning sensation on the left side of his body. His phone rings, his mother calling for some urgent concern about his father, and he had to leave.

The next day, they both happen to visit the same university museum with a display of thousand year old fossilized eggs said to belong to the mythical dragon. As their friends go to the other exhibits, they find themselves in the same gallery with the ‘eggs’. There is a “Do not touch” label on the display but they both feel a mysterious pull towards the objects.

They both circle the three dragon eggs, and she says, “Those might be real.” She reached out to touch one egg. He replied, “They look and feel like… scales?” Curious, he also reaches out to touch the skin of the egg. As both of their hands rest on it, they both feel an unexpected electric-like shock from it.

All of a sudden, their past lives as King Aegon II Targaryen and Queen Helaena Targaryen of a forgotten Valyrian dynasty is very, very clear for both of them. They stared at each other, shocked and wide-eyed, with the restored memory of their past and the brutal deaths of their children.

With this knowledge, will they ever heal the wounds of the past? Their touch, mysteriously sparks life on the petrified eggs.

#forgive my brain rot #helaegon #hotd #au #heleana targaryen #aegon ii targaryen #aegon x helaena #aegon ii x helaena #house of the dragon #fire and blood #fic ideas #ideas

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moonshine999 · 2 months

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Helaena Hightower and Aegon Targaryen hate each other's guts. The problem only arises however when their families - who had sworn enmity towards one another - have to work together in a heist. And by default, so do they. To make it worse, a dream (or better suited, a nightmare) starts haunting them both. King Aegon II vowing to his Queen that they'd find each other in every lifetime.

But luckily it's only a weird dream..right?

moodboard based on this post

#aegon ii x helaena #helaegon #helaena targaryen #helaena hightower #aegon ii targaryen #modern au #reincarnation au #how the hell do people make reincarnation moodboards?#this was pretty tough ngl.#helaegon moodboards

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theworldisafuckingbleak · 8 months

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Helaena loves visiting museums. Though Aegon doesn't have any interest in all these, he loves spending time with her so he often agrees to go on museums with her and when Helaena stays busy with admiring the arts there Aegon admires Helaena by clicking candids of her because he thinks she's a walking art.

#helaegon #modern au #helaena targaryen #aegon ii targaryen #my very first moodboard #it’s not that good #but at least i tried :')#🕷️🍷#🍷🕷️#helaegon moodboards #helaegoncore #ibie's moodboards

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lullaebies · 8 months

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Genderbent helaegon au where Aegon decides she will do her best to make do with her situation and tries to seduce her brother who is just kinda oblivious but thinks she’s cute and wants to chat

it's been a while since I got this ask but I did really like it and I'm glad I got to it: disclaimer, it ended up with Aerea just being really horny on main, but I think it turned out cute overall! hope you'll enjoy. For people who encounter this in the wild, this is genderbent Helaena (named Rhaegal) and Aegon II (named Aerea). —

Aerea’s mind is a hellscape as of late.

It always is, to some degree. With her mind slipping away to the taboos easily, it is also rather easy to say she is rotten. She minds those who say it not; what would some maidservants know of the tastes of a princess? Nefarious is what they are, not she. She hardly ever did more than what any courageous prince or princess of her blood ever dared to do, and she thinks her thoughts could only be similar to theirs.

But then the thoughts that truly plagued her as of recent come up again. Not all princes have the same thoughts as hers, certainly. Not all princesses, either, as Aemma had a stick up her arse and not quite for joy, and Daella is a child still too innocent to understand her likes and wants to begin with, but those two aside, it is her brother, yes, her dear younger brother who is a problem.

He’s a husband of hers, too, of course; had been for the better of two years. She hasn’t regarded him as such most often, given that he had been three and fucking ten when she has been given to him as if he could protect her to any degree. He hadn’t even lost his cheek fat, by then, and in her mind, she was given to him to be his nursemaid rather than his bride.

Back then, she is sure his mind wouldn’t have conjured anything beyond what is expected of him; he was younger and smaller than her and she was rather sure he was scared of her. But the gods have forsaken her, now. Now he is bigger than her, the height of men who run the councils of the state, walking more assured in his skin and in tow, much less susceptible to be intimidated by her words. He still has a rather flighty mind, she supposes, but it makes him no less handsome, either.

While she had been before sure about some things, his thoughts were never quite clear to her. He could stare at her prolonged at times, but it would be no different than how he would look in his odd collection of beetles, bees, or scorpions. Gods, he keeps scorpions for a pastime. Perhaps his thoughts are more sinister than she gives him credit for, but it is first and foremost all too sinister that she finds herself wanting to know what they consist.

Aerea breathes in. Perhaps she has been neglecting needs of her own to reach this embarrassing state of mind, but he has been growing more pleasing on the eyes and she could and have done with less. He is pliant enough that he listens to her whims more than often, in either case. She wed a little brother, yes, but that taboo has long been crushed even by the Faith itself. These cunts at court couldn’t call her a promiscuous minx if she indulged in him. He’s her husband.

She can make some due in this arrangement now, she thinks. But her thoughts often twist and coil to her pleasure and this time is no different. Hubris of hers or nay, she also has belief she can make him sputter like a spouse rather than a child. She has before, in any case, and frequenting such endeavor would be easy enough to do. Then they’ll both make due of their duty, no? Wouldn’t it be delicious, to feast upon what she was promised in their vows.

Hmph, she might as well try, she thinks.

She finds him in the little section of his garden, among the strawberry patches that he planted himself. He has been working on it for a good while now. Aerea never minded dirt, but she did think it is rather ridiculous he does more work in the gardens than the gardeners do.

With his forearm uncovered and sleeves bunched up above his elbow, she can turn a blind eye to the hobbies that weren’t of his station, though.

Rhaegal always had sensitive hearing; when she comes closer he turns to her instinctively. He’s sensitive in most things, now that she thinks of it. Setting him off is so easy with a squeeze on the thigh; even just a touch at his neck is enough to make the hairs of his nape stand up. Aerea inhales some as he catches her gaze.

This fucking treacherous body. She’d rather swallow broken glass off of the road rather than seem that desperate.

“Aerea?” He rises for her. She smiles at that, inching closer by his side, looking absentmindedly at the strawberry plant that has grown. Seems like some are ripe. He hesitates to bring his hands closer with the soil gathered on them. “Is all okay?”

She pouts at him. He asks these things so sincerely when he’s unsure, softened voice to boot. Still, she doesn’t like it he finds her presence worrying. She wants him comfortable until the comfort is so much his voice turns gravelly underneath her. She takes his dirty hand, pressing a thumb against his own one to play. “Am I not allowed in my husband’s garden?”

Rhaegal raises an eyebrow at her, but it softens quickly enough. “Of course you are allowed,” he answers quickly, redeeming himself. “But did you want something in particular?” I can get it for you, is left unsaid, but she still hears it. His fingers fidget against hers subconsciously. She could’ve smooshed her whole body against her arm and he wouldn’t have known.

Subtlety is not her favorite road, but she does enjoy feeling him redden under her grip and gaze. Lovely; ripe.

“The strawberries are good now?” she asks him, instead. She already had her sweetened apples this morning, and now her head is all can of worms, aware of his skin in a manner unignorable. But she’ll let the realization dawn on him slowly, and make him redden as his own berries did. “Can I take one?”

He smiles at that brightly. “Yes! They turned out very well for the season, wait, I saw one that turned out particularly nice…” he bends on his knee to find it. Aerea hums and watches as he finds it and plucks it by its stem. His movements are often so careful, but when they are not, it feels good they are for her.

He rises back up with it and hands it over by the stem, careful to not dirty her food. It didn’t matter; she wasn’t hungry for the damn berry as it is. But she takes it, and brings it her mouth; it could do with a wash, but it didn’t matter that much.

“Is it good?” he asks, with crinkling eyes. Aerea smiles while she nibbles on a small bite of it. He watches so patiently.

“Mhm,” she hums back, and brings what left of the strawberry and brings it to his mouth. “Try it, too.”

Rhaegal eyes widen, but he nods promptly, feeding from her hand. She can’t quite help it; she brings her other hand to his cheek. He can kiss her here, between the bushes. Take her even, she just needs to lift up her skirts. She comes a bit closer, then. “Is it good?”

The stem plops out of his mouth, and he hums at her, seemingly enjoying the touch of her hand on his cheek. He leans into it delightfully; maybe he wants her hand in his hair? She comes closer, wanting to bridge the gap. So close…

But then she notices a ladybug trailing down the hand that fed him.

She shrieks back and tries to wave it off. Rhaegal seems all to taken aback until the ladybug buzzes off from her. She grows entirely red and embarrassed; stupid, dull, dot of a bug!

Rhaegal laughs though attempting to restrain himself, and she gives him a frown. She feels a fool; she wanted him as if he is down with a spell for her, and here he is laughing! She folds her arms together, looking down. Rhaegal still chuckles when he closes the distance between them again.

He kisses the top of her forehead, lips stamping on that smile of his, and she is somehow reminded that she is in his realm here, where he is all captivating. “Sorry,” he apologises, not sorry at all. “For that, and for the dirt.”

She huffs. He could’ve made her filthy and she wouldn’t have cared.

“I should bathe,” he finally says, looking down at his hands. “But I’m glad you came over.”

And she knows it true, and something in those words does make her stomach flutter, but still. Gods, how can he be so thickheaded, sometimes. She holds onto his forearm. “I believe that so do I.”

#answered #q.#fanfic: the protector of the realm #vaguely because its an au #requests #helaegon #im on a tpotr roll recently sorry yall im just in the mania #hotd fanfic #hotd

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fatherforgivethem · 7 months

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The Greens in Forks, Washington….

Alicent Hightower: The mother of four quickly found herself married to the sheriff of Forks when she moved her and her kids to the states. The kids, thankfully, took a liking to Criston and the man never left their lives. She runs a tree farm and is constantly worrying about her children and her nephew Jace, even if they tell her not to. Especially her eldest, Aegon. She calms herself by tending to her trees and experimenting with new recipes from time to time.

Criston Cole: The sheriff quickly found himself head over heals for Alicent Hightower and her charming children. He’s known them since they were only little, and while they may not be his blood, they are his children. Being a sheriff is a difficult task when two of your children are constantly doings things they aren’t supposed to, and a round of murders is currently plaguing the town. Especially when your youngest son has become obsessed with solving them.

Aegon Hightower-Cole: The young man, who only just finished up at high school, is working hard to make money for college. If he can’t go, then he can make sure that his siblings do. The once baseball player let go of his dreams for a day job at an auto garage and a night shift in selling drugs to the rich kids in town. His parents, thankfully, don’t know and he’d like to keep it that way. He doubts his sister Helaena would like it either, though, he’s been known to always take her opinion of him rather seriously.

Helaena Hightower-Cole: The teen, when she’s not at the local diner, where she works as a waitress, likes to spend her time studying the bugs she finds in the woods. While the job at the diner was scary at first, she became used to the locals and enjoys her time there. She uses half of the money she makes to save, and the other half to indulge in the tools she needs in studying her insect collection. She’s always happy to get Aegon his usual when he comes into the diner and sometimes he likes to give her a book on bugs in return when she gets home.

Jace Velaryon: The young British man moved to the states not too long ago to help his aunt Alicent with the tree farm. He holds a love for plants and anything to do with nature and is more than happy to live with his four cousins and aunt and uncle. He likes to visit the cafe in the mornings and he always makes sure to drop a coffee off to his uncle Criston at the sheriffs department before heading to the tree farm. His Aunt Ali and him mostly spend their days on the farm and he’s come to love the rainy town he now calls home.

Aemond Hightower-Cole: The young teen spends most of his time at work and studying for any upcoming exam of his. He can usually be spotted at the counter of the diner, where works alongside Helaena, scribbling something down in his notebook. The whole town can agree that he makes an amazing cup of coffee and that he’s going to get into a top school once he graduates. He’s been saving the money he makes from work in several jars that he puts underneath his bed and has been applying for every scholarship he can find. He wants to make sure that his parents won’t have to pay for his education. He’s been encouraging Aegon to apply to a nearby college, but his elder brother only shrugs him off with a “maybe.” He’ll keep trying though.

Daeron Hightower-Cole: Daeron, the youngest of his family, is usually the person who comes in second when it comes to making his dads head spin (Aegon takes the gold on that one). Recently, he’s been giving his dad grey hairs by getting caught at crime scenes and selling test answers to kids at school. He’s always been interested in the cases his dad solves, but the recent ones have gotten his head all foggy with questions. The recent murders going on in town, and the mysterious kids at his school have him looking for clues in the woods late at night, and making murder boards behind his bedroom door. Something doesn’t seem right, and he’ll figure it out. He should probably take down the cups in his room before Jace complains about the mess again.

With extreme help and support from the lovely @sidraofthewildflowers 💓 thank you!!!!