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Princesses Rhaenys Targaryen (in the book vs the show)

by iiveyth

#asoiaf fanart #fantasy art #a song of ice and fire #house velaryon #house targaryen #house of the dragon #hotd fanart #hotd spoilers #dance of the dragons #hotd

gameofthronesdaily

House of the Dragon - 1.02 “The Rogue Prince”

#hotdedit #hotd spoilers #hotd #gif #house of the dragon #corlys velaryon

iiveyth

Rhaenyra Targaryen, coloured.

As you can see I’m out of ideas for the background (for now)

Also episode one was everything I’ve ever wanted Ty

By iivey

#asoiaf fanart #fantasy art #a song of ice and fire #pre asoiaf #queen rhaenyra #rhaenyra targaryen #house of the dragon #hotd fanart #dance of dragons #hotd

iiveyth

Rhaenyra and Daemon Targaryen

By iiveyth

Finally! I’m done with these two 🔥 and yes , them speaking in High Valyrian was the best thing I’ve ever witnessed

#asoiaf fanart #fantasy art #a song of ice and fire #daemon x rhaenyra #queen rhaenyra #rhaenyra targaryen #daemon targaryen #daemon prince #dance of dragons #house velaryon #hotd spoilers #hotd #house of the dragon #game of thrones #got #game of thrones fanart #dance of the dragons #pre asoiaf #fire and blood

aegon

make me choose → @visenyastargaryen asked arya stark or robb stark

He is a boy no longer, she realized with a pang. He is sixteen now, a man grown. Just look at him. War had melted all the softness from his face and left him hard and lean.

send me an ask to choose between shows, characters, or pairings

lunwil

sometimes I think about burgundian sansa stark - actually I think a lot about burgundian sansa stark

hecstia

asoiaf moodboards → joanna x tywin

people said that Lord Tywin Lannister ruled the Seven Kingdoms, but Lady Joanna ruled Lord Tywin.

ohbellamy

2k celebration: for @saltyjos ♡

I am Cersei of House Lannister, a lion of the Rock, the rightful queen of these Seven Kingdoms, trueborn daughter of Tywin Lannister. And hair grows back.

problem-queen

asoiaf meme: [2/4] relationships » Catelyn & Robb Stark

Let him grow taller, she asked the gods. Let him know sixteen, and twenty, and fifty. Let him grow as tall as his father, and hold his own sons in arms. Please, please, please. As she watched him, this tall young man with the new beard and the direwolf prowling at his heels, all she could see was the babe they had laid at her breast at Riverrun, so long ago.