bane of my existence, object of my desire

aemond targaryen x fem!reader

summary: something gives you the nerve to stare back, even as your face heats in embarrassment. there’s none of the distrust from the other day in his expression, he looks almost thoughtful, and you wonder what he must be thinking.

tags: rocky start to friendship to ??, pining (if you squint), aemond is mr darcy coded (kind of)

Prince Aemond is, admittedly, much less temperamental than his brother but this does not equate to faultlessness. He has a tendency for making quips that rattle those around him, a talent for needling his enemies and striking their egos where it hurts the most. Aemond “One-Eye”, they call him, but the nickname does not ever prepare one at all for the silver tongue that lashes those he disagrees with. What is physical disfigurement in the way of a man who knows how to cut you to the bone? Both literally and figuratively.

As a lady of court, you are of course, not afforded the same leniency he is. Both a man and the King’s son – though he would sneer at being referred to as such – the world allows his kind the pleasure of speaking their mind and not facing any resistance. He words it cleverly, too, so that if any Lord should take offence, they are made to look the fool. Still, should he wish to, his station affords him to speak plainly.

You can’t help but find it frustrating. 

I so want to introduce Aemond to the art of Kintsugi

to make them love me (and make it seem effortless)

pairings: aemond x fem! Targaryen! reader / original female character

word count: 15,053

genre: fluff, angst

content warnings: TARGCEST, age gap, mentions of death, mentions of childbirth, swearing (aemond has a potty mouth)

additional notes: we interrupt your regular genshin x reader viewing by bringing you this (big) little thing I wrote for aemond targaryen. he had me in a chokehold until I finally relented and. this is it.

expect a couple more works on this pathetic little meow meow and an eventual update to an ode to heartbreak!

read this work on ao3

“I don’t understand,” Aemond says in disbelief, pushing his helmet’s visor out of his face as he attempts to decipher the contents of the note. “How could I have not been informed of this earlier?”

Ormund shrugs. “Perhaps the tourney masters thought it best to rearrange the lists. More signed up for the games than they thought.”

“Their poor planning does not justify an inconvenience on my part,” Aemond scoffs. “I am a Prince of the realm. I should be placed higher up on the lists.”

“Never mind that, cousin,” Ormund attempts to console him. “It is your first tourney, after all—”

“—and yet it is one we all look forward to seeing.”

Incorrect Modern HotD Quotes (#20)  

Y/N: The boys haven’t eaten their sandwiches.

Helaena: Okay, just throw them out.

Y/N:

(Later)

Y/N, helping Jace, Luke, Aemond, and Aegon pack suitcases: Look, I’m just as surprised as you are.

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(source: Twitter)

haven’t i given enough pt3

jace x targ! reader

this might be the last part until i get out at least one part of the series i have planned - targcore (astarborntowrite)

luke is a simp, aemond is hot and y/n deserves better!

[ abt a week later ]

the red keep was at its busiest. your father wanted everything for the tourney and the feast to be perfect. you had kept yourself busy by doing embroidery with your sister haelena or going out for dragon rides with lucerys and aemond. jace had been busy studying, after all he would be king someday.

it seemed like your talks with luke or aemond were the only thing keeping you from jumping out a window. you hear a guard bring in lucerys and your maid swiftly leaves but the guard stays put. “you may leave. it’s just my luke” you smiled seeing him in his training get up. “it’s just me? what’s that supposed to mean my princess?” a bit of sarcasm peaking through. “i only meant that i wish for us to alone.” you giggled watching his cheeks flush a bright red. “will you be in the tourney as well?” luke shook his head. “i was only helping aemond train.”

“where is your husband?” luke looked around the big room. “he’s learning how to run a kingdom, i suppose.” you rolled your eyes and picked up a empty cup and poured some wine for luke. “are you trying to get me drunk? you need only ask-.” he smirked at you. you shook your head and he took the cup from you. “you’ll need that drink to stomach what im about to tell you.” you cleared your throat then taking a sip of your own drink. “well. please do go on princess”

“i heard from a serving girl. a noble woman is having an affair with her good brother.” you giggled and luke eyes widened. “who? did they say names” you only shook your head. oh were you and luke so blissfully unaware. “they also say she’s with his child, imagine the shame on her and that babe.”

“well let’s hope that nobody finds out their names. that would spoil the celebration of you and your beloved jace.” he sat down his cup on the table. you let out a loud huff. “what about you huh? soon you will no longer be my lucerys. you will be wed to laena and she will be very fortunate“ he scoffed.

“i think we both know i will always be yours and a little part of you is mi-” he got even closer to you like he was about to lean in for a kiss . oh no he wouldn’t? would he? you were internally panicking but before you could find out jace entered without notice. “sorry am i interrupting something?” you stepped back from luke shaking your head. “no brother i was just on my way out.” luke politely bowed to you.

luke brushed passed jace and left. “what was that about?” jace grumbled. “we were only just exchanging castle gossip husband.” you felt your body tense up. jace let out a heavy sigh. “i hope this upcoming tourney pleases grandsire, it looks like his condition worsens by the day.” he ran his fingers through his hair, you didn’t know how to comfort him so words just flew out of your mouth. “my mother was going to accompany me to see the maester. i feel pain in my belly.“ his eyes glittered. “could it be a babe?” you actually didn’t know if it was a baby or just your plain ol stomach pains “yes it very well could be” you reassured him with a big smile.

“then i shall accompany you, this news could give the realm even more excitement.” he ran to hug you and you just smiled. “well then we should be on our way.” he nodded in agreement.

“the symptoms you have could mean you are with child. princess” maester gerardys gave you a tea for your iffy stomach. your eyes widened you drank the tea slowly. “so she is with child?“ jacaerys asked ever so confused but he put a hand on your stomach. “she could be your grace, or she may be mocking the symptoms due to the want for one.”

“when will you be able to tell if she’s really with child? we would like to share this news.” jace cleared his throat his hand still lightly rubbing your stomach. “if you still have these pains in a fortnight then you are with child, your grace” gerardy smiled at the two of you and jace removed his hand from your stomach to help you off the maester table. “thank you maester.” you gave a weak smile. gerardy nodded.

your brain felt cloudy. your felt your palms sweat, you didn’t know you actually could be with child. gods. you only hoped it was your body faking it, you still had hope you could somehow escape this marriage and be with ….. NO. how foolish you thought to yourself, you are trapped with jace forever, maybe a babe will bring you happiness like it did with haelena.

it was the next morning and you were going to lucerys chambers so the two of you can break your fasts and talk about the tournament that was happening later in the day. you were just in your nightgowns, you and lucerys often had early breakfasts together. you brought a book and a basket of food that your maid prepared.

you leave your chambers with the basket and the book in your other hand, usually the short walk to his chambers was without any hassles but just as you were going to knock on his door, you felt another person’s presence. “princess? what are you up this early?” you almost jumped at his voice, larys strong.

“my lord? what are you doing in this wing of the castle especially so early.” you were startled. larys apologized for startling you and he bowed. “i just left prince jacaerys chambers.” he smiled at you, it was eerie to say the least. “my husband.” larys nodded. “well enjoy breaking your fast with the prince lucerys.” he cleared his throat, before you could saw anything else he was gone. a club foot gone within a flash. you felt a pit in your stomach but you pushed that felling away and knocked on lukes door.

he answered the door almost immediately. he stood with his hair messy and his eyes swollen like he had cried himself to sleep. “y/n.” his eyes soften upon seeing your soft smile. “luke. are you ok?” you walk into his chamber and he shuts it behind you. “i had a long night, my brother scolds me for jesting about at court, while he study’s the kingdom.” luke sighs. you set down your basket on his table and began taking out the muffins and breads. “well jace is a man. you needn’t worry you are just a boy”

luke shook his head and went up to grab a muffin. “i am a man almost grown. i will be lord of driftmark” he sounded unsure of himself. “don’t think of that right now. just eat some delicious pastry with your good sister and listen to her news” you shot the boy a half grin. “what news? is it aemond? did he try to bother the dornish again?” luke laughed thinking of the last time he tried to “conquer” dorne.

“ive been having belly aches and pains and the maester says i may be with child.” his laughing stopped. “tis great news is it not? now you don’t have to go to jace at night.” luke grabbed your hand and kissed it. “if im not then he will be disappointed and then if this news reaches my mother-“ you sighed, taking a bite out of a lemon cake. “y/n. you aren’t a broodmare. you are the princess and the future queen.” luke smiles trying to cheer you up but every-time he says it out loud, it just hurts him.

“it’s my duty to give him an heir and what if i fail? my mother and princess rhaenyra will grow angry at me, i feel like a shiny accessory for jace to parade around.” you felt anger pilling up inside you. “gods it hurts seeing you this way. we must run. ” luke caress your face.

“we can go anywhere on dragon back. i am willing to give up everything. my title, my gold. hell even arrax if that’s the price to secure my friends happiness.” you shook your head and tears started to fall from your face. “you can’t talk like that my little dragon, people will get the wrong idea of us.” you wiped your tears with the back of your hand.

“just think about it? after the tourney if you still feel trapped, come to me after everyone falls asleep and we can leave. we will never be seen again.” you felt a pain in your side and you winched. “what of the child? if i indeed carry one.” luke’s voice sounded shaky but he whispered in your ear “it will grow up with a father deserving of its mother-.”

there was a knock on his door so you snapped out of your emotional trance and put on a proper smile. he groaned and went to answer. who the fuck could be up this early. why must everyone ruin your favorite time with prince lucerys, your greatest friend. he opened the door to reveal rhaena. “luke. i came to ask an opinion on my dress for todays tourney” rhaena walked passed him inviting herself in. she smiled seeing you by lucerys table eating more sweets. “cousin. what are you wearing for the tourney? perhaps you could help me. you always have the best taste in fashion.” she giggled. you nodded. gods at least it wasn’t that creepy larys.

“morning rhaena, uh i do not know. though i do think you’d look lovely in a pink gown” you smiled, she nodded in agreement. “yes you are right. a pink would suit me very well. do you think so? luke” she looked over to luke who was just staring at y/n. “yes my lady, you will look the most radiant.” he tried to put on a big smile for his future. “my hair? shall i leave it down or put it up in a bun.” rhaena questioned. “you should put it up, display the beautiful necklace you got for your last names day”

“oh that reminds me, y/n. i had this necklace made for you, as a thank you for dealing with jace” luke walked to his bed to fetch the gift from under his pillow. what an odd place to keep a necklace, rhaena thought. she wondered if she would receive the same love and devotion from luke that he shows y/n.

“oh lucerys. you didn’t have to, your friendship is more than enough.” y/n looked teary eyed, when he walked back to the girls and revealed a gold pendant with his dragon arrax engraved on it, rhaena noticed that lukes eyes looked for a hint of approval from his good sister princess y/n. “do- do you like it” y/n clapped her hands softly and squealed like a little girl who’s dragon egg just hatched. “oh i love it!” he put the necklace on y/n, rhaena couldn’t help but feel like she was intruding on something so um- intimate?

“tis lovely, princess and i hate to interrupt this touching moment but we should go and get prepared for the tourney.” rhaena cleared her throat. “oh yes of course, I shall see you later lucerys.” before she could leave with rhaena she hugged luke so tightly, she wished his elder jacaerys was this caring, kind and dutiful but alas he was not.

“good day ladies, i shall see you at the tourney.” luke bowed to the both of you, but his eyes remained slightly less interested when looking at rhaena, you noticed this. you knew you couldn’t change lukes feelings but you knew he would grow fond of his wife to be rhaena and maybe even love her in time.

you, baela and rhaena were in your chambers getting ready for the day’s festivities, rhaena took your advice and wore a beautiful silk pink gown, baela wore a black gown with silver details. you remained in a nightgown, you still haven’t made up your mind on which gown you’d wear. “the red and black one is very nice.” baela grinned holding up the gown. “wear the sea green to correlate with jace.” rhaena held up another. “jace will be so enchanted by you in a dress like that.” the twins giggled and looked to the maid who only smiled and nodded, yes. you heard a knock.

you signaled to your maid to answer the door, she went to answer the door and to announced whom ever it was. “prince aemond targaryen.” your eyes glistened. aemond walked inside your chambers, he politely greeted baela and rhaena. “aemond. shouldn’t you be getting ready for the tourney?” you question. “yes i should but luke told me he gave you a gift. i also have a gift for you.” aemond kissed your hand. “it seems everyone is gifting the princess something.” rhaena muttered under her breath.

“really? brother you or luke really shouldn’t have, I do not find myself deserving.” aemond pulled out a ring from his pocket. it was gold with a big sapphire in the middle, your eyes widened. “it’s not much but, i wanted you to always have a part of me with you.” his voice softened and his gazed grew tender. baela cleared her throat. “cousins we will see you at the tourney, good luck aemond.” you could’ve swore baela winked at you. rhaena huffed. “ugh why?” baela just dragged her out of your chambers along with the maids, now it was only you and aemond.

“is the sapphire from your eye?” you brought your hand to his pale face. “yes. do you like it? i could get the stone removed and replaced with a diamond or perhaps a-“ he was cut off by a kiss to the cheek.

“no aemond. it’s perfect….you are perfect.” he placed a kiss to your lips, it was soft and sweet. it became more passionate and rough, the type of kiss you never had with your nephew- husband prince jacaerys. he began kissing your neck and you let out a noise you never made before. “aemond-“

you started to feel a pit in your stomach, guilt. “stop- we shouldn’t.” you lightly pushed aemond off of you. “because of lucerys? he is a boy.” he groaned. “what? because i am married.” you sighed, he huffed. “did that stop him from fucking that stark bastard, what was her name?” his brows furrowed. “sara snow they call her the she-wolf of winterfell. i hear she’s pretty” you chewed on your nails, it was a bad habit. “no matter how beautiful she is, your beauty remains matched.” he caressed your cheeks.

“i just wish jacaerys desired me like he does her, i wish he were more like luke.” aemond pulled you into a embrace, your chests together tightly. “he doesn’t deserve you, you are the most beautiful woman i have ever laid my eyes on. you are my moon and my stars.” you began to cry hearing his confession.

“forget about little prince strong. im afraid i have to go but dont you dare cry another tear for that bastard.” you said sternly wiping your tears. “good luck aemond” oh gods know he will need it.

[ the tourney ]

the seats were filled with noble men and woman, some even traveled by boat to see this joyous event. in the kings private booth were his immediate family, including larys strong for some odd reason, though he sat in the very back almost like he was hidden. there was no more “sides” after you and jace got married and rekindled the family, so the family was kinda mixed up, on one side there was aegon, his sister-wife haelena and the twins baela and rhaena

on the other there was lucerys, jacaerys, and an empty spot which was for you obviously, in the front row were rhaenyra,daemon and the king and queen. otto had been caught up in some work so he couldn’t join you all. “where is y/n? it’s almost starting” luke sighed fidgeting in his chair. “i assume she is still readying herself” jacaerys cleared his throat. “y/n doesn’t take that long to get dressed and-“ luke realized what he said and he laughed nervously.

“I mean i assume so.” luke pretended to cough. jace rolled his eyes. “is there something you mean to tell me brother-“ before jace could spill out his accusations, you sat down in the middle of them two. you wore a sapphire blue gown with a low neckline, you wore the necklace gifted to you from luke and the ring from aemond. “sorry im late husband.” she said plainly, lucerys jaw was practically on the floor.

“that’s alright y/n. the dress? is it new?” his eyebrows raised in question. “no, husband.” you looked out to the tourney field, aemond was wearing his shiny black armor with blue sapphires lined by the targaryen sigil, he looked breathtaking. he also carried a shield with the targaryen sigil on it. jace’s eyes went to what you were looking at. aemond.

he noticed that his uncles armor didn’t have the traditional rubies to match the targaryen house colors instead he had blue sapphires, to match his eye. the color of the gems matched perfectly with his wife’s dress. no she wouldn’t. there was no way his wife would allow aemond one eye to lay a hand on her. he looked down to your hands to see a ring. a gold ring with a fucking blue sapphire in the middle.

“that necklace is quite nice wife.” he looked to your neck. “thank you, luke has excellent taste.” you smiled ruffling the youngers hair. “thank you but i think it’s because of you, my good sister.” he put his hand on top of yours. “the sapphire ring. it’s from aemond?” his voice became more bitter sounding, he couldn’t help it . you were his wife but yet you wore a sapphire blue dress, wore his ring and a necklace lucerys gifted you. “yes. from my brother.”

lord larys strong had been telling him of his suspicions but he didn’t believe him, he was his true uncle but he wouldn’t believe it. could you be laying with both his brother and uncle? lucerys was a boy. certainly you wouldn’t have a boy as a lover? he was cut off his thoughts when his step grandmother, the queen alicent got up to speak. “i would like to cheer for the health and happiness for the future king and queen, princess y/n and prince jacaerys!” alicent smiled, jace stood up and so did you, taking his hand and waving to the people. the lords and ladies in the other seats clapped, along with knights bowing all beside your elder brother aemond one eye.

jace laid a chaste kiss on your soft lips, you were startled by jaces sudden affections but you smiled, the crowd cheered louder. “under the instructions of my husband the king, we now start the festivities” alicent clapped and sat back down, not long after you and jace sat back down as well. you had no interest in violence but you did like watching aemond win. aemond was bullied by aegon when he was younger but you were always there to cheer him on.

you seen some other ladies give their favor to a certain knight, it seemed like almost all of the noble boys got a favor besides your brother, the prince aemond. you removed a ribbon out of your hair and stood up walking over to the edge of the booth. “aemond.” his name falling off your lips was music to his ears. “you came to give me your favor?” he chuckled, you grinned handing him over your white ribbon. “if you’ll accept it, my sweet aemond”

“you honor me, i will repay you for this.” he took the ribbon and tied it to his long sword. you watched him ride away on his horse. your mother alicent watched you walk back to your seat, back to your husband.

“you gave your favor to aemond? my love.” jacaerys grinned, it wasn’t a question it was a statement. “yes no other lady gave aemond their favor. so i gave him mine.” lucerys laughed. “if I participate in tourneys will you grant me your favor?” lukes eyes gleamed at the thought. you nodded looking to the boy. “of course, but i do think your wife will give you hers” you turned your head to glance at rhaena. “i do not think she would mind. would she?”

after a while it only came down to two men, prince aemond targaryen and lancel lannister, lancel was an ex suitor of yours, and the heir to casterly rock. you cheered for your kin and screamed his name. “AEMOND!!” you yelped and clapped, luke laughed at your excitement and clapped two. “my coin is on lancel, he’s the most skilled” jace said bitterly. you turned to your husband. “well than prepare to lose your coin my love.” the last word was a whisper.

“my betrothed would rather trade loving glances with y/n than be near me.” rhaena whispered to baela sighing. “im sure he’s just shy.” baela pouted. rhaena shook her head in disbelief, he wasn’t shy with y/n. “it only takes a look to know that prince lucerys and princess y/n have an-“ baela punched her arm causing her to winch in pain.

“an accusation like that is- your lucky nobody heard you.” baela whisper yelled at her twin. oh but someone did hear, lord larys strong heard. the girls broke away from their conversation when they heard a loud crash. the crash was lancel lannister getting knocked off his horse by the prince aemond.

you screamed happily. “AEMOND!!!”. aemond was declared the winner of the tournament. many people huffed in disappointment especially the lannisters. alicent and viserys stood up to congratulate their son. viserys grinned. “you’ve done it my boy.” aemond hadn’t heard such praise from his father before. alicent picks up a blue rose laurel and clears her throat. aemond rode his horse closer to her.

“you may name one maiden the queen of love and beauty, who will you choose my son?” alicent hands him the flower crown, instead of answering his mothers question he simply rides off to the other side of the booth. the crowd anxiously waited for the prince to make his choice. they expected him to name a lady who he planned on courting but….

“princess y/n.” aemond bit his lip. you got up from your seat and walked to the edge. alicents happy face dropped, aegon laughed knowing what was about to happen. “i declare princess y/n. the queen of love and beauty” your mouth fell open. the crowd was mortified, as if they just seen an execution.

“oh aemond” you sighed and took the flower crown from him. “thank you.” you whispered. daemon got up and walked over to jace, whispering something to his step son. lucerys was in shock, but he could not blame his uncle, he would also name you his queen.

it seems like his decision caused great offense to his sister and her son, rhaenyra got up and left the booth, along followed daemon, baela, rhaena. “let’s go wife, quickly.” jace tugged on your arm. you frowned and followed jace away from aemond.

“aemond what have you done.” alicents cried out. viserys groaned. “this will not go unpunished”

you were escorted back to your chambers, you feared for what punishment, aemond would suffer. you paced around your room, biting your nails. “y/n. it’s alright, i doubt grandsire will send him to the wall over a stupid flower crown” luke tried to cheer you up but it just made you feel worse, would viserys send him to the wall for a stupid crown? “ive never seen jacaerys that angry, what do you think he’ll do to me?” you gulped. “hey! he won’t lay a hand on you ok. he’s only mad because of daemon.”

“daemon?” you sniffled. “he is filling jaces head with nonsense.” lucerys scoffed. daemon wasn’t the only one filling jaces head with lies and nonsenses. “aemond had no malicious intent, he just wanted to repay me for giving him my favor.” you pleaded with luke, he nodded. he hated seeing you in distress. “i know but it wasn’t proper. you are married.” he didn’t know who he was reminding, you or himself.

“i wish jace married haelena all those years ago.” luke agreed. oh what he would do for you. “i will go and find out what grandsire has given aemond as punishment” he kissed your cheek and left.

he made his way to the throne room, the guards opened the door. viserys sat the throne with daemon to his side. daemon saw the boy and signaled for him to go and stand by jace, he did just that. “aemond not only did you embarrass me, you offended prince jacaerys and your uncle daemon.” viserys looked tired and frail but his voice was still loud and filled with anger. “is he really that upset over a crown? maybe if he didn’t treat my sister like a broodmare” aemond rolled his eyes, jace was about to run up to him but lucerys grabbed his arm. “don’t brother.”

“ENOUGH. you will go to high garden to meet with lord tyrell and you will tour there until i send for you.” viserys yelled. daemon turned his head to his brother to protest. “that’s hardly a punishment brother, he offended my step son. the heir.” daemon yelled, jacaerys nodded. “it wasn’t my wish to scorn you nephew. i just wanted to see her smile” aemond turned to jace. “grandsire is right daemon, maybe he’ll secure a tyrell alliance, he can pick one of his daughters.” he smirked. “or farther, to winterfell? lord cregan is a dear friend” viserys sighed. “very well, now you must leave at once aemond”

it was some hours later until you found out jace had sent aemond to winterfell, how cruel. how will his dragon live in such conditions, you were curled into bed and wrapped in your blankets, you heard a knock at your door. you expected it to be lucerys because he usually would read to you as you slept. you got out of bed and answered the door. “lord strong.” you were surprised on why he’d visit you so late in the night. “princess. may i come in?” his creepy smile made you shudder. you hesitated but you had a kings guard outside. “yes of course.” you sighed.

he walked in and immediately started spewing out words even before you shut the door. “i hear prince aemond was banished to winterfell, a cold place for a dragon” he grinned. “he wasn’t banished my lord, just sent there on a tour.” you smiled softly. “the prince jacaerys seems very keen on keeping him there, far from the prince’s sapphire lady.” he said in a voice that made you shiver, you played with the ring aemond gave you. “im sure aemond will be back in a fortnight” you reassured the club foot.

“yes. I suppose you are lucky both brothers share similar features my princess, no one will suspect a thing.” his words sounded threatening. “what are you implying lord strong?” you began picking at your nails. “just wondering on which uncle the babe will take after, luke or aemond?” ” he watched as your eyes widened. you chuckled nervously. “what-?”

“will the future king send your other lover away? like he sent prince aemond away, what cruel pain will lucerys bare because of you.“ he stopped when you slammed your fist in the table. “get out. speak of this again and i will feed your tongue to my dragon.” he nodded his head and left your chambers, you were shaken up. fuck. but he was right. jacaerys couldn’t know about the affections luke had for you so you quickly put on a thicker cloak and made your way to lucerys chamber with your personal guard. you needed to get him out of the red keep somewhere safe. you didn’t want him to get sent so far away.

you basically pounded on luke’s door, he answered though the boy was in a sleepy haze. “you need to leave as soon as the sun rises?” you pushed passed him and walked inside his chambers, your guard following along. “the plan is set then? we leave to essos or perhaps-“ luke smiled thinking you agreed to run away with him. “my little dragon, you must go! to dragonstone or high tide?” you were having a panic attack, luke tried to get you to calm down and breathe. “woah. what’s going on cmon you can tell me. you will always have me.” he cooed, oh the irony.

“you aren’t safe here luke. that clubbed foot cunt think he knows something.” you tried to hold back your tears. “what does he know? kitchen wench gossip?” lucerys tries cheering you up by joking but you only cried. “luke!” you pleaded with him. “you must go luke, bad things will happen if you stay by my side.” he shook his head denying everything you just said. “i wouldn’t leave you, you are the air that i breathe, the woman i worship” he confessed.

he pulled you into a hug and he kissed the top of your head. “but if you wish it, i will do it. because i love you.” he couldn’t help but let out a few of his own tears. “train under the wing of your grandsire the sea snake and learn to be that man that i will need.” you begged. “for you, i will be your next lord of the tides.” you heard the rain pour down hard.

the longest chapter ive written? sorry if this one lacks in comparison to other ones :( i think i have writers block? let me know what you think in the comments, likes + reblogs are very much appreciated and it motivates me a lot, any criticism or feedback is also very much welcome. Xoxo (@astarborntowrite)

REDEEMING A HEART series

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Does anyone have any Aemond x Reader fanfic suggests, like a slow burn or a enemies to lovers? I want something that will break my heart and also make me fall in love.

"I Do Burn For You", Chapter Five: The Most Beautiful of Women (Aemond x Niece!Reader, side Aegon x Niece!Reader)

A/N: y'all this is my first straight up smutty nsfw piece go easy on me 😩

Summary: To fend off scandal in regards to their garden espapade, Aemond and Y/N make a personal appeal to the King.

Word Count: 8,186

TW: NSFW, explicit sexual themes, profanity

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of the Dragon/Fire and Blood characters nor do I claim to own them.

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in the beginning (part 2)

✢summary: in a final attempt to salvage the rift between your families, you suggest a marriage pact between you and and alicent’s second son (part 2 of in the beginning)

✢pairing: aemond targaryen/reader, 3.7k words

✢warnings: typical targaryen incest, possessive aemond, i think i write aemond in a darker way than what tumblr sees him as, add more lmao

✢a/n: hello everyone! i'm glad by the attention in the beginning got :)) thank you so much for your comments and notes and please do not hesitate to tell me how you feel about my work! your responses motivate me so much, thank you once again <33 there is no taglist for this fic, unfortunately. + gif isnt mine!

The next few days were a blur. True to your mother’s words, your trip back to Dragonstone had been postponed, though you were fairly sure you were to stay in Kings Landing indefinitely as Aemond’s wife. Once the news of your engagement has reached the ears of the realm, you have been subjected to endless congratulations from lords and ladies and their best wishes. Your brothers, on the other hand…well, you didn’t stick around for that.

"I Do Burn For You", Chapter Three: Art of the Swoon (Aemond x Niece!Reader, side Aegon x Niece!Reader)

Author's Note: Y'all, I feel really proud of this... Idk hopefully you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it ❤️

Summary: After Princess Y/N catches the eye of a most appealing suitor, she turns to Aemond for advice.

Word Count: 6,749

TW: NSFW, canon-typical incest, sexual situations, description of sexual acts (female self pleasure)

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of the Dragon/Fire and Blood characters nor do I claim to own them.

Tag List (comment if you wish to be added/removed): @spn-obession @rosaryos @caspianobsessed @targaryencore @singular-itae @deaftones356 @zsdora18 @zverea @klutzyfreak @kravitzwhore @projectcampbell

"I Do Burn For You", Chapter Two: She Will Wear Sapphires Tonight (Aemond x Niece!Reader, side Aegon x Niece!Reader)

Summary: Aemond's apparent courtship of Y/N angers her brother, Jace, and threatens to ruin the match he made

Word Count: 5,077

TW: canon-typical incest, attempted physical assault, violence, profanity, references to sexual situations

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of the Dragon/Fire and Blood characters nor do I claim to own them.

Tag List (comment if you wish to be added/removed): @spn-obession @rosaryos @caspianobsessed @singular-itae @deaftones356 @targaryencore

VARIOUS CHARACTERS X READER

Dynamic: Loss of virginity au

Rating: Explicit - 18+ Only!

Status: Ongoing

Current Word Count: 62 188

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18 YEARS OR OLDER!

All entries exist in the same au but are standalone - entries do not need to be read in order, however it is recommended.

Related Links: main masterlist + ao3 + series taglist + series playlist

Summary: When the time is right and you’re finally ready to give your first to the person you love.

(Or, alternatively; the My Hero characters fuck for the first time)

CHAPTER INDEX

Entry 01 | Silver On Forest Green

Pairing: Izuku Midoriya x AFAB!reader

Entry 02 | Sweet (Like Honey)

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x fem!reader

Entry 03 | Body As A Temple

Pairing: Hitoshi Shinsou x fem!reader

Entry 03.5 | Taste Of You

Pairing: Hanta Sero x AFAB!reader

Entry 04 | Sickly Sweet

Pairing: Hanta Sero x fem!reader

Entry 05 | Cookies ‘n Cream

Pairing: Shoto Todoroki x fem!reader

COMING SOON!

Entry 06 | One Man’s Treasure

Pairing: Eijirou Kirishima x reader

Entry 07 | Inciting Incident

Pairing: Tamaki Amajiki x reader

Entry 08 | Snowflakes

Pairing: Touya Todoroki x reader

A/N: HI! I rewrote these, because I hated them. Now you can expect a part two lol.

Synopsis: These are separate drabbles of Megumi x reader encounters where his dogs come and visit you when he’s getting it on. These are just progression encounters in an strangers to lovers timeline. I intend a part two, but here are the first five in the series.

All of the characters in this are aged up, despite still living on the campus of Jujitsu Tech. (They live in the teachers yard) I never really specify, but the readers job is to research the places sorcerers are to vacate curses from. They then hand the info over to ijich. They are called the Jujutsu Librarians.

One

Your cheeks coat in cold moist streaks. Your half asleep state chalks it up to a window left open, likely a November chill nipping your skin, but then its warm, then cold and wet. Licking.

You snake your hands around your attackers neck, pulling them into a snuggle, soft fur puffing between your fingers. You beg for five more minutes with a promise to give them all your attention at a waking hour, but as your mind begins to slip back into a blissful rest you are presented with two absolutes.

You are not home, and this is not your dog.

With a grog you have to fling yourself from a black dog leans on your side while another white on peaks at you from the foot of your bed frame. You’d ask who they belong to, but the red symbols on their foreheads tag them as Megumi’s.

The black dog weaves through your still packed suitcases hopping to your unoccupied side. You look around wondering why they could be here.

The only times you’d seen the pups was when they were hunting curses and from the look and feel of your surroundings their was none.

White dog pants onto your nose, slathering you in a slobber gooped kiss.

“oof,” you say, rubbing your nose, you voice caught between normal and sandpaper. “thanks for that, um-” you look around the shut window and door. “how did you?”

Behind your studio apartments door three knocks echo through the room pulling your and the dogs attention.

“Come in-”

Megumi peaks over the lip of the door, freshly showered hair dripping onto the rug. “hey,” His eyes find both butts of his dogs wagging at him as he steps inside. “I’m sorry about them. They uh- Tend to wander when not working.”

“it’s fine. I don’t mind the company,” you say, thinking about the millisecond of peace you felt in the animals familiarity. “My dog hasn’t yet arrived from my home country, so they’re being very comforting.”

“right um-” he holds out his hands, the dogs dissipating from reality. He goes to turn before pausing in the doorway. “you’re the new librarian, right?”

You pull your pajama shirt straight wishing this wasn’t your first official meeting of the sorcerer. “At standing yes.”

He nods. “what is your name?”

“L/N.”

“Hm,” he says, “nice to meet you L/N, sorry again about the dogs.”

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Sukuna x Geisha fem!reader pt.3

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✧Links: Chap.1 | Chap.2

✧Notes: Just a big thank you to everyone who has reblogged and liked this series so far. Chapter links have been created. I also wanted to do something a little sad and emotional and develop a bit more of the world Sukuna once lived in. Smut will be here and there but in this chapter it’s just pure wholesomeness.

✧Warnings: swear/curses, nudity, mention of blood/deaths, adult themes 18+.

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As morning came, so did the overwhelming sensation of exhaustion. Your body was sore as hell as you laid against Sukunas chest listening to what should have been a heartbeat. 

You had noticed the signs earlier, how his body didn’t seem to radiate the same warmth as your own. It wasn’t cold, but different. You had wondered if more of Sukuna had changed despite his facial features and additional arms. 

It appeared his personality alongside his whole entire body had indeed changed. Even though you were ok with it, a part of you still had so many questions to ask him.

Sukuna had truly become a curse in cursed flesh. As you tilted your head up to look at him, you questioned what could have turned him to such a thing. 

A faint grumble alerted you to him starting to stir from his peaceful slumber.

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