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Hands on Me
Benjicot Blackwood x Fem!Reader x Aeron Bracken
Warnings: threesome, this is just pure smut, fingering, oral (male recieving) probably ooc because we don't see much of them
Summary: Aeron and Benji have a difficult time sharing.
a/n: this is my second time ever writing smut, so don't come at me lol. @lovebabe18 @cypherpt5fttaehyung
The hot air in the tent was shared by three naked bodies.
You lay between the two men — Benji to your left and Aeron to your right. Benjicot’s lips were on yours, muffling your moans, while Aeron’s were on your breast, sucking on the hardened nipple. One of each man’s hands were between your thighs, rubbing at and finger fucking into your wet cunt.
Their hands accidentally overlapped each other's many times as they attempted to pleasure you.
Benji released your lips. “Back off, Bracken,” he practically growled the words out. His pale face was flushed and you couldn’t tell if it was because of his usual shyness or because of the fact he was sharing a girl with his sworn enemy.
Aeron let out a small grunt as he reluctantly looked over at Benjicot, his hand now resting on your thigh.
“You back off, Blackwood.” You knew Aeron was trying to be intimidating, but his soft voice was not aiding him in doing so.
You had this peculiar arrangement with the two boys. During times of sexual need, the boys would come to you for help and you to one of them. Neither were fond of their enemy fucking the object of their desires, but you were not ready to commit yourself to anyone. And besides, you liked the drama.
You let out a small, annoyed whine. “Must you two argue right now?”
“Blackwood started it.”
Benji scoffed. “Me? You were the one getting your fat hand everywhere and hogging her.”
You roll your eyes and rest your weight on your elbows so you can get a clear look at Benjicot and Aeron.
“You two are acting like children,” you say, perhaps regretting this scheme of yours. When you had sex with Benji, it felt pleasurable, and the same could be said for when you fucked with Aeron. You had thought it would feel even better with the both of them, but you were beginning to feel impatient. You’d not finished once!
Aeron and Benji opened their mouths to form a rebuttal, but you beat them to it. “Perhaps, I should find another man to help me finish, if you two won’t.”
Instantly, Benji flipped you over so you were laying on your stomach. You let out a pleased grunt in return and rested on your hands and knees.
“I think something ought to be done about that sharp tongue of yours,” Aeron says, situating himself in front of you.
Ben grabs your thighs and spreads them to fit his body between your legs. One of his hands held onto your hip as the other grabbed his cock, rubbing it against your slit. He let out a small moan, feeling how wet you are. “Fuck.”
You lean forward and take the tip of Aeron’s cock in your mouth. The Bracken lets out a moan as he shuts his eyes, focusing on the way your tongue feels on his cock. Aeron reaches one hand out and digs his fingers into your scalp, tugging on the strands of your hair.
Suddenly, you feel Benji thrust his cock into your cunt, forcing you to fully take in Aeron. They both whisper profanities as you gag on Aeron’s dick. Benicot gives you a moment to get used to the feeling of his dick in you before moving in and out.
Your upper body is delightfully pushed towards Aeron in time with Benji’s thrusts. You try not to neglect the man in front of you by focusing on the sparks of pleasure shooting through you because of Benji, and instead focus on Aeron.
As best as you can, you hollow your mouth and swirl your tongue around Aeron’s cock, sucking him off. He lets out small moans and — when he can form them — words of praise. “Just like that,” he gasps out.
You move your head back and forth on Aeron’s dick, helping him face fuck you. You rest one of your hands on his thigh for stability as you continue to pleasure him with your mouth.
You moan when you feel Benji’s fingers rubbing circles on your clitoris, bringing you closer to ecstasy. Your sounds of pleasure eventually lead Aeron to his release first. You feel him tense before finally cumming. The salty liquid invades your mouth and you sputter. It dribbles down your chin and onto the ground underneath you. Slowly, he moves out of your mouth.
You and Benji are quick to follow Aeron in finishing. Your cry out in pleasure as you cum, Benji’s fingers and cock bringing you to completion. You can feel Ben’s balls slap against you and the sound of his heavy breathing. You grind against Benji’s cock and pelvis before he finally releases. He quickly pulls out of your hole and paints your ass and thighs in his cum.
You slump forward and lay down on your stomach, mind hazy from everything that’s just happened.
Someone’s hand wraps around your shoulder and tugs you toward their chest. Your eyes flutter open and see that it’s Aeron. Suddenly, Benji’s hand wraps around your waist and pulls you towards him, trying to force you away from Aeron.
You could already hear the argument that was about to begin.
The Cannibal Prince
Pairing: Vampire!Aemond Targaryen x fem!Reader
Includes: nipple play, kissing, non-consensual vampire turning (Including a kiss), biting, side character death
Word count: 2.3k
Summary: You marry Prince Aemond, and he reveals another Targaryen wedding tradition that many aren't privy to.
It was fortunately windy at Dragonstone — a delightful contrast to that of King’s Landing.
You wore one of your Dornish gowns, showing off quite a bit of your skin. You hadn’t really gotten into the fashion at King’s Landing. It was so terribly hot there and your gowns from back home gave you a delightful reprieve.
You stood outside. You had first come out to watch the waves lick at the big rocks, but your thoughts soon drifted off to Aemond Targaryen — Your betrothed.
You had brief interactions with the man. Once, when you first arrived at King’s Landing. You had eaten dinner with Prince Aemond, along with the rest of his family. It had been a tense first meeting for you. Queen Alicent was the one carrying the conversation, with Otto asking questions about Dorne here and there.
Though you were not Dornish royalty like the Martell’s, your house is a great one.
You had noticed Queen Alicent lowering her gaze to your dress a few times over dinner before looking back at you with a fake smile. You think she didn’t like your dress.
Aegon, though, scared you. He would not take his eyes off of you during the feast and would speak of how you were too pretty for his cripple brother. You noticed that Prince Aemond had tensed at that, his fingers tightening around his cutlery. You hadn’t spoken out in defense of Aemond — just gave Aegon a faux smile, hoping he didn’t notice how uncomfortable you were. You think he did.
You had heard rumors about the Targaryens. Of how their serving girls were disappearing at an alarming rate, about Prince Aegon’s sexual debauchery, that your betrothed was not missing an eye at all, and that when he had his eye cut out, it had come back! That you did not believe, it simply wasn’t possible.
You shivered from the cold Dragonstone air, and like he knew you were thinking of him, a voice spoke out from behind you. “Cold, My Lady?”
You turned around, your golden dress moving with you. There stood Aemond Targaryen, a few feet away from you. His hands were clasped behind his back and his long white hair looked slightly unkempt because of the winds.
You bowed, before looking back up at him. “Nothing I can’t handle, My Prince.”
You were proven wrong as the wind beat at you, forcing you to squint.
Aemond wrinkled his nose, like he had smelt something he didn’t like before getting his expression under control and clenching his jaw.
“It is getting quite late, betrothed. Would you allow me the honor of walking you back to your chambers?” Aemond asked.
Your eyes widen slightly at the request, but you nod anyway. “Of course, My Prince.”
You both walked back into the Castle, a quiet overtaking you both. You had hoped Aemond would have offered you his arm, but he hadn’t, and this was the longest time you two had spent together, so you contented yourself with that.
Your eyes gazed at all the dragon furniture and you were reminded of Princess Rhaenyra.
You had been surprised when you found out that you’d be marrying Aemond here, as you had heard that Rhaenyra had left for Dragonstone because she couldn’t stand the Hightowers and their children anymore. Perhaps she had a change of mind.
You and Aemond reached your chamber door. There were dragons carved into the wood, their long, lithe bodies stretched out on it.
You opened the door and stepped in, turning to look at Aemond. “Would you like to come in, My Prince?” It was a courtesy, of course. If you and your betrothed were both caught alone together, it would be quite the scandal.
Aemond looked at you, scrutinizing your body as his eyes traveled down the length of your body. He stared at the exposed area of your neck before forcing himself to look back at you, his jaw ticking.
“Perhaps after our marriage ceremony.” With that, Aemond gave a curt bow, mumbling “My Lady,” before turning around and leaving — presumably to his own chambers.
You felt your cheeks heat up at his words and shut the door. You hadn’t expected Aemond to say such a thing — maybe his brother, but not him!
Your handmaidens helped you get dressed for bed and you couldn’t help but feel a strange warmth in your stomach.
As you lay in bed, listening to the sound of the sea — you had insisted to keep the shutters of the window nearest your bed open and one of your handmaidens reluctantly did so, lecturing you about how it would be a terrible thing if you got sick the night before your wedding — your thoughts drifted back to Aemond. You wish he had come into your chambers.
The next morning, you had awoken to terrible news. One of your handmaidens — Aimya — was dead. Her corpse was found in one of the halls. Your handmaidens said that Otto Hightower claimed that given the girl’s pale skin, she must have picked up a sickness. They weren’t allowed to see the body and had no confirmation that this was true.
You had hoped the marriage ceremony would be canceled because of this, but of course, nobody cared for the death of a random dornish girl. Nobody except for you and the other handmaidens.
Over the years, you had all become very close to each other, and her death was like a ship wrecking when it was close to land. The night before your wedding! If you didn’t know any better, you would have taken her death as a warning.
Your handmaiden — Brise, a woman a few years older than you with a sharp face — leads you to your vanity and has you strip out of your nightgown. Your other handmaiden — Miana, a young girl with rosy cheeks — untangling your hair with a shaky hand as you sat atop your vanity stool, naked and shivering.
Brise shut the window before grabbing your wedding robes. After Miana was done, you stood up, facing the older woman. She held the traditional Targaryen wedding robes.
How disappointing. You had always thought your wedding would be an extravagant thing, but it seems not.
“Aimya seemed fine. I-I didn’t think…” Miana broke out into a sob.
Brise shook her head as she helped you into your clothing. “I don’t trust these Targaryens,” she said the name with such disdain that you couldn’t help but look at her surprised.
“That is my betrothed’s family you are speaking about,” you say as Brise finishes tying the front of the robe.
Miana grabbed the headpiece, but was shaking so much that Brise grabbed it out of the young girl's hands and placed it atop your head instead.
“My apologies, My Lady.” But you knew Brise, and you knew she wasn’t sorry at all. You decide not to dwell on it and begin your trip out of the castle.
You stand face to face with Aemond, your expression one of pain as he cuts into your palm. You bite into your covered bottom lip to silence any sound of pain that would try to leave you.
Aemond’s own hand is bloody, as you had cut into it first and you can feel it on your palm as you press it against his. The blood doesn’t do much to hide the lack of warmth in his body, but you brush it off to it just being a reaction to the cold of the Island that is Dragonstone.
An older man wraps a cloth around your hands and you watch as your blood — now mixed with Aemond’s — drips into the cup. You hear the man say some words in Valyrian, but you don’t understand any of it.
Soon, you are drinking out of the chalice. You take a small sip, the heavy taste of copper now on your tongue. You hand it over to Aemond, and he holds your gaze as he drinks the rest of your shared blood.
Then, you both kiss. It’s a quick thing, and you are aware of the eyes of Aemond’s family watching you.
Hours later, you are in Aemond’s chambers. You suppose you’ll be returning to King's Landing very soon.
You sit on the edge of his bed, anxiously fiddling with your fingers as Aemond walks over to you.
Gently, he takes off your headpiece and places it on the side table. Using one cold finger, Aemond places it under your chin, forcing you to look into his purple eye.
You’re captivated. You are sure you will never in your lifetime see anyone that looks like Aemond. Sure, they others have purple eyes, and white hair. But Aemond is unique, with his sharp features, and one eye.
“There is no need to be nervous,” Aemond reassured you. His fingers trail down your neck, to your pulse, gently pressing them there. “Wife.”
You watch as Aemond takes in a sharp breath at the feeling of you, and he quickly pulls his hand away.
Your husband sits down on the bed next to you.
“We need not do this tonight if you don’t wish for it,” he says, surprising you.
You shake your head, feeling your cheeks heat up in embarrassment as you speak, “No.. I want to, Husband.”
Aemond lets out a harsh breath out of his nose and nods. “Very well.”
Gently, Aemond reached out, cupping your cheek and forcing you to look at him. He presses his lips to yours, and for some reason he still tastes of copper.
His hands find their way to the ties of your robe and undo them. He pulls away from your lips and pushes down your clothing, leaving it on the floor.
Aemond looks down at you, and you feel your nipples harden very quickly.
Gently, Aemond pushes you down on the bed, so that you are laying with your back flat against it, your head resting on one of the soft pillows.
He rests one of his hands on your hips, and the other — the scarred one — trails down to your breasts. Aemond presses his palm atop the left side of your chest, almost like he’s trying to feel your heartbeat. When he’s satisfied, Aemond brings his fingers to your nipples. He tugs on your nub and you let out a soft gasp.
His attention is instantly brought back to your mouth and he presses his lips to yours. It’s very different from your first kiss when you were getting married. This one is rough, like he’s trying to consume you.
His fingers dig into your breast — so much so that it’s starting to hurt. You let out a small mewl, and Aemond instantly lets go of your lips and breast.
Slowly, Aemond kisses down your chest, and stomach, until he is at your hips.
Aemond undos the ties of his own robes, and drops the garment onto the floor.
He spreads your legs and presses a small kiss to your inner thigh, “So pretty.”
You let out a small, pleased, sigh. “Husband..”
Aemond brings his lips back to your thighs, and brushes his lips against them. Using his cold hands, Aemond holds onto your hips, pressing them down to the mattress. You shiver at his touch, and when he licks at your thigh, you feel small tingles spread through your body.
Your eyes flutter shut, and that’s when you feel it. Something sharp presses into you and your eyes shoot open. You wriggle in Aemond’s grip, but feel his pale hands pin you down. All you can see is the white of his head as you look down at him.
You let out a small cry, confused. “A-Aemond.. What are you…!”
Aemond’s lips finally release the hold they had on your thigh, and when he looks up at you, your eyes land on his bloody mouth.
Before you can even do anything, Aemond lets go of your hips and instead crawls over you, his lithe frame atop of you. Using one hand, Aemond grabs ahold of your wrists and pins them over your head. His other hand grabs your jaw and pushes it to the side, revealing your neck.
Aemond presses his nose to your neck, taking in your scent. His eyes flutter shut and you hiss in pain as he bites into your flesh.
Your legs kick at Aemond, but it doesn’t deter him.
Soon enough, you run out of energy and cease your struggling. You quiver under Aemond, and tears run down your cheeks.
Just when you’re on the brink of death, Aemond pulls away, pressing a wet kiss to the area he just bit.
Aemond lets go of your wrists, but still holds onto your jaw, though his grip has loosened.
Your eyes flutter open, your vision blurry.
Aemond bites into his own wrist, sucking up a considerable amount of blood, before pulling away.
Aemond presses his lips to yours, and forces you to drink in the mix of your’s and Aemond’s blood. Some blood escapes you and Aemond’s mouth and trickles down your cheeks.
Aemond pulls away after what feels like an eternity. You take in big gulps of air, your lungs burning.
A warmth runs through your body before being replaced with a coldness. It feels like you're freezing. Aemond kisses at your tears before pressing his lips to your bloody cheeks. He coos against them, feeling their warmth turn cool, “I know this is now what you were expecting, wife, but that was not the end. Perhaps…” he trails off. Aemond pulls away, letting go of your wrists. His eye looks down at your naked body, and despite it all, you feel a heat spreading through you. “After our marriage ceremony.”
a/n: Wrote this in celebration for season 2 of hotd, though this was written a few days before it came out! divider creds: @saradika
House of the Dragon characters with a s/o that hates Targaryens
Warnings: Yandere behavior, violating boundaries, mentions of bullying
Rhaenyra and Daemon Targaryen:
Daemon and Rhaenyra take great pride in their Valyrian roots, so they get considerably annoyed whenever you complain about Targaryens and their traditions (Daemon more so).
Though they understand why, they will still try to get you to fall in love with their Targaryen heritage and traditions.
Rhaenyra and Daemon will take you on dragon rides, read you stories about their ancestors, and Daemon may sing to you in Valyrian. Though Daemon will only get to hum a song to you on days you are considerably more tired and can’t bring yourself to argue with them.
If you still continue to reject them, they’ll just have to take full control of the situation and disregard your wants.
They’ll send a letter to your mother and father, saying that they want your hand in marriage, and what fool would reject such a proposal from the Queen and Prince Consort?
Aegon Targaryen:
Aegon enjoys the luxuries that come with being a Targaryen prince, but he hates a few of the things that come with it; like the expectations, and being forced to marry Helaena.
Many other Lords and Ladies have tried getting on his “good” side because of his status, but not you. You avoid him whenever he is near, and have told him (as nicely as you possibly could) that you’re not a fan of him or his family.
Aegon finds this much too entertaining, and will try to seduce you into forgetting your “vow” of never getting into a relationship with a Targaryen.
Aemond Targaryen:
Aemond is desperate to be accepted by you. Though he is a Targaryen, you have never failed to show him respect even though you are not a fan of his family.
Other people have made fun of him for not claiming a dragon, or for only having one eye, but you haven’t.
Though Aemond won’t give up his full interest in his Targaryen ancestry, he will tone it down when around you, and will hope that would be enough for him to be an exception for your hate for Targaryens.
Aemond can’t change the fact that he's a Targaryen, just like how he can’t change the fact he has one eye, but he hopes you will love him like you would any other man.
A/N: this was requested but I accidently deleted the ask😭😭
You know what I want to see, a pirate, or Arena fighter or dragonkeeper or any kind of 'man' job reader with yandere hotd, like I like the trope of reader being sweet and nice but that's overused, I NEED BADASS READER WHO CAN AND WILL FIGHT THE TARGARYENS FOR HER FREEDOM OR CAN KEEP UP WITH THEIR VIOLENT TENDENCIES. You feel me?
Days passed and reader continues to do her duties even away from her kingdom, her children following her from behind thinking she wasn't aware of their presences, which was untrue as she just pretended to not notice them, trying to keep her smile from being visible 'still my ducklings I see' she thought as she walks around the castle towards the library to try and see if there's any story about the woman from her dreams and visions who keeps haunting her.
"kids" she acknowledged them, surpring the three of them "..yes mother?" The boy said "go train with Ackley, he wants to check if you haven't forgotten your training in you time here" she said to them, smiling as shw saw the way they lit up at the mention of Ackley "he's here?!" The first girl said "yes dear, now go. I have some important matters to attend" she said but before she could finish her sentence the children were already halfway down the hall. She looked surprised for a moment before her expression softened and chuckled before entering the library, she walked towards the shelfs before a voice stopped her in her tracks "Blue?". She turned around and saw Baela "Baela...what are you doing here?" She asked confused and curious "I come here whenever I want some peace from the children and their antics. Sorry, I know you don't want to be called Blue unless close friends" she stated as she got up her chair and walked towards Reader, their height difference noticeable due to Reader being much taller "it's alright, you are my closest friend here in Westeros. Just don't let me catch you letting Jacaerys call me that" she jestered laughing a bit, Baela joining her in the laugh "alright. What are you doing here?" She repeated the question, remembering that Reader wasn't the fondest to books "I'm....can you keep a secret? Even from your husband?" She asked nervous and analysing her expression "of course, what's wrong?" Baela asked worried as she searched for any injuries or something else. And so, Reader explained everything that happened regarding the woman from her dreams and visions, from her childhood to now and shows her 'curse' "oh Blue... I'm sorry, I wish I could help" Baela said as shw gently touched Reader's arm, her expression one of worry and disappointment in herself for not being able to help her. Reader put her hand on Baela's "Bae, it's alright, your support is all I need from you and your loyalty in not telling anyone. The less people know, the better." She said to her in a soft and gentle tone "no one has to know. And...do me a favour" she said looking more serious., Baela, as soon as she saw her expression, hardened her stare too and nodded "of course, what do you need?", Reader, feeling hesitant thinks before answering her "...I know that 'she' is coming for me, I can feel her coming closer and closer...and when she will reach me, i will habe to fight her...I need to kill her... it's a high chance I will die doing so" she said before stopping, nor knowing how to phrase her next sentence. Baela looked at Reader in shock "I will help, I'll sent soldiers, anyo-" Reader interjected her train of thoughts "no Baela, what I need from you is to be the mother my children will need when I die, I know I'm asking a lot of you, but I trust that you will guide them to the right path...can you do that for me?" She asked, nervous of her answer, waiting for her response. Baela looked shocked and speechless before answering in a shaky tone but firm voice " if you die..if you die, I will continue raising them...for you .. anything for you" she with a soft smile before hugging reader, who looked shocked at the hug befor slowly reciprocating it. She pulls away and looked at Baela before a rockus was heard "you should go, your children need you" she said to her.
When Baela left reader goes back to the books, trying to find anything related to the woman
Before a headache came, a vision appeared, the woman was standing in front of dead soldiers and looking in her eyes, straight towards Reader's direction,not saying anything but only pointing her sword towards her.
She gasped as she held her head, breathing heavily as she tried to calm herself down and only one thing in her mind
'gods if I die, keep my children safe'
---------------------------------------------------
Baela was walking in the halls and sighed as she thinks of the conversation with Reader, only one that in her mind
'Gods, please keep her safe'
WOOOOO I did it, sorry for the long wait, school got me really busy now with oral tests and all, but here's the new chapter of Sad girl in Westeros
Announcement: I'm back to school so I unfortunately I will be busy but I will do my best to make new chapters for my fics and because I need to do this to keeymy mental state sane.
Reader was on Eclipse's back as she guides the dragon towards king's landing to see her children and scold them for their behaviour towards their half siblings. Behind her there was a ship where Ackley was, commanding the crewmates and glance up at her from time to time, as if he was trying to reassure himself that she was alright, as the 'curse' started to spread more on her arms and it forced her to wear gloves to not arise any suspiciouns.
When they finally arrived at King's Landing, as she was flying towards the Targaryen Castle, she could see the tiny frames of Jacaerys and Baela, who she hasn't seen in over a decade. She lands somewhere safe and waits for Ackley to arrive at the port and reach her on horseback. As she waits she gathers her things off Eclipse's back and lets the dragon fly to finally go and check of her own children, reader's children's dragons, as Eclipse also wanted to make sure the dragonlings didn't cause trouble on their stay at king's landing.
When Ackley finally arrived on a black stallion, he brought with him a white horse for reader, and also accompanied by a carriage for their baggage, where she immediately goes and put her things inside before saddling the white horse and instructing to go, so they can reach the castle.
Once they finally arrived, she could see more clearly the castle "mh, not much has changed since I last been here" she said to Ackley, who was checking the perimeter for any sort of danger "we must still be cautious, the place may have not changed much but the people here probably has" he said to her "I know, that's why I chose you to accompany me here" she reassured him with a smile as he seemed to have calmed down a little bit at the reassurance but still on guard. Soon they reached the castle gates as they open and she see Jacaerys and Baela waiting for her, she take a deep breath before getting off the horse, Ackley soon following her, and walked towards the king and queen "I received your letter, you seemed very distressed. I apologise on my children's behalf for the trouble they have caused you and your children" she said in formality as Ackley analysed them, weary of them and glaring a bit at Jacaerys but keeping it subtle.
"it is alright, we know it's hard to be in a new environment, we just want all of the children to get along" Baela said smiling at reader "it's good seeing you again after so long". At her words, reader just nods and give a polite smile "yes it has. I've been very busy in my own kingdom so it is hard to keep contact. Now if you excuse me, I shall go find my children andake them under the error of their ways" she said before nodding at Baela and giving a slight bow to Jacaerys, giving him one glance before walking inside the castle, Ackley soon following her, looking behind to glare at Jacaerys before looking forward to follow reader's steps "I do not like him, he was staring at you for too long" he said to her "must've been the surprise in seeing me after near a decade. I do not blame him. Ackley, go rest, it is an order. I'm going to find the children and then when you're rested you can see them, I'm sure they'll be delighted to see you again " she said looking at him in an authoritive but also worried expression, after all, he has planned the whole journey without an ounce of sleep.
He looked at her like he wants to protest but sighed and nods "alright. Bye friend" he said as he walked towards a chamber "have a good rest my friend" she said before walking towards the room the maids told her the children would be.
When she arrived she saw her three children trying to learn high Valaryan
"lyk...iri.. lyke.." hee boy was trying to pronounce and that's when she decide announce her presence "lykīri" she corrected him, surprising her children.
When they saw her they immediately closed their books and hugged her tightly "mother!" They said in union as they hugged her, she laughed and helds them close "my children. It's good to see you being alright. Though I can see you got Jacaerys's lack of learning a new language" she said as they groan and rolled their eyes "unfortunately we do" the first girl said and the other two nodded in agreement.
She laughed before falling in a serious look "I have gotten words that you are causing trouble to your half-siblings. Is it true?" She asked and the three of them looked at each other sheepishly and embarrassed "yes" they said defeated under their mother's stare "why?" She asked as he crossed her arms, feeling a bit disappointed in her children's behaviour "cause they're like a reminder of what Jacaerys did to you, how he always preferred Baela instead of you when you're a hundred times better than her" her boy said, feeling defensive towards his mother. She looked surprised at the words before sighing "I know you just wanted to do right by me but their children are not at fault for what Jacaerys did. And it has been years since it happened so I moved on a long time ago. And I'm not better than Baela, she's a great woman, in fact I used to fly on our dragons with her more than Jacaerys" she said smiling at the memories "really?" Her second girl said curious and surprised by such revelation "it is true. I had a great bond with Baela. So do not be angry at her, or at her children. The only one here truly at fault is Jacaerys but it's been years and if I can move on, I need you three to do the same. Because those children are also your half-siblings, whether you like it or not" she said calm but resolute to them. They looked at her for a while, reflecting on her words before nodding "I guess we should go apologies then" the boy said a bit hesitant but having given up trying to protect against it, he looked at his sisters and they both nodded. As they look at reader, she nodded and with a hilt of her head instructed them to go and apologize to their half-siblings.
When they finally left she looked around before hearing a voice behind her "thank you for talking to them...I didn't want any animosity between the children" Jacaerys said looking at her, wanting to step closer to look at her but restricting himself from doing so both out of respect for reader's personal space and for the guilt he was still feeling for what he did to her, even after all these years.
She looked at him and nodded politely "yes, I know that." She said as she closed the books her children were using and put them back in their place in the castle library. "Do you wish to have a walk in the garden or perhaps a tea?" He asked her, nervous for her answer. She stopped and looked like she wanted to maybe say yes but her exhaustion from the journey towards here caught up to her and she shook her head "I'm quite tired your grace, maybe after a bit of rest" she said with a polite smile before walking away, not waiting for an answer.
Jacaerys remained still there before getting called by one of the maids for another council meeting.
---------------------------------------------------
Reader finally arrived at her old chambers and laid down on the bed, only bothering to take off the extra protection for her flight on Eclipse's back and her boots. Keeping the gloves on in case someone enters the room while she rest. She got under the sheets and finally closed her eyes with one last thought before finally falling asleep
"..... let's just hope this stay doesn't stir any problems on the way"
WOOOOOO I FINALLY DID A NEW PART OF THE SAD GIRL IN WESTEROS SERIES
I told you all that I would have done it as soon as I got an idea
Hope you like it and stay hydrated
Girl when are you gonna update sad girl in Westeros 🤨🤨 I’m dying to know what happens next 🥺🥺
OMG THIS IS MY FIRST QUESTION!! OK I NEED TO CHILL
Ok first thanks for the question anon, second I already made a post about why it's taking me so long but in summary I'm kindaaaaa losing a bit of interest in hotd, but still I'm trying to get new ideas so I can at least finish it. BUT DO NOT WORRY, I'LL STILL WRITE IT
Update: finally did the part, here it is babes
Here
Ok guys, still not news about sad girl in Westeros and Twilightzone because of reasons said in thw previous post but I finally finished the possession season of Ninjago while taking off my braids, so I finally got ideas, now I just have to put them in order and give it a good ending but also following the canon
Stay tuned
Btw for anyone wondering why I haven't been writing for the fandoms here's why
Sad girl in Westeros: I'm kinda losing interest in hotd but also because I have no ideas coming up, but I'll try to finish it as soon as I get one
Twilightzone: my brain isn't giving me enough creativity
Pure light: I'm rewatching the Possession season to get more ideas
That's all, byeeeeee
Reader was dealing with some paperwork as she was walking around the castle, instructing the maids and waving off the knights, feeling stressed about the days as there were some problems with the small folks she has to deal with. After she signed the last paper and gave them to her messanger she went to her chambers to relax and closed and locked her door "do not let anyone in here" she instructed her knights as she closed it. She finally relaxed after took off the heavy weight, both mentally and physically, of her crown and sets it down along with her cloak. She sat on her bed, a thoughtful expression on her face as she looked at her arms and hands before taking off the gloves and showing her black veins, a bit more rised up than yesterday due to the stress. She sighed at the look of her arms and hands, feeling defeated and tired from not finding anything for this 'curse' she had for years. She clasped her hands and thinks of the first time they started appearing
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She was six years old and was running around when she suddenly felt some sting in her fingers, but only thought of it as a bee sting of something and continues to play with her sister Kirsi. They were playing all day and the stings started to really hurt, and that's when she noticed a small shade of black and was confused as she doesn't remember eating anything that could have stained her fingers. She immediately went to her uncle Dedalus and let him look at it "mmm, I have never seen anything like this, I must search it up in our books" he said as he looks at her parents, who were worried for her, her mother holding her close while her father went to pick up Kirsi "please find some brother, we don't know what cit could do to our girl" her father said before he and his wife went to put the girls to bed.
As Reader was sleeping she found herself in a weird dream, a woman, who looks at her in disdain and anger walked towards her and watched her with her black scleras "who are you?" Reader asked as she was scared of the dark place and the woman in front of her "I am the one who will find you and kill you and your family for what your ancestors did to me, for exiling me. I will get my revenge on you and everyone else little girl" she said before giving a screeching scream scaring Reader who also screamed. She immediately woke up, drenched in sweat as she looked around, scared to see the woman again in her chamber and screamed as the door opened before relaxing again as it was just her mother "oh my sweet girl, what's wrong" she asked as she gently carassed reader's hair as she breaths heavily before crying in her mother's embrace "mama, there was a a woman and she was so scary...s-she said she'll k-kill me and our family!" She said as she grips her mother's clothes "oh, my sweet girl, she won't bother us anymore, it was just a nightmare, nothing less" her mother comforts her as she rocks reader and signs a lullaby to lure her to sleep again
Reader slowly fell back asleep as she leaned on her mother and got tucked in bed, thinking all of this was just a nightmare and she'll be fine.
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She's now older and the nightmares continued, getting more gruesome and feeling more close each day. As she looked at her arms and hands she knew that woman put this 'curse' on her and sighs. She thought of her children and her need to keep them safe, even if it meant keeping them away from her. It pained her to keep all.of these secrets from them, to not let them worry too much and keeping them away from the danger no matter how much training she and her family gave them.
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"mama, what are those?" Her boy asked as his sisters were playing outside and he was with her. Reader looked at her arms and hands and debated herself in revealing her secret to her child before looking at him and seeing his child innocent, unaware of the danger that lurked towards them and the danger it posed on their whole family. In that moment she promised herself to never tell them about the 'curse' and made up a lie, as much as she hates liars and lying "they're just some ink that I spilled while working on some paper sweet boy" she said with a soft smile, masking the guilt she felt for lying to her son. He nodded at her, believing it, and went outside to play with his sisters and cousins. She sighed as she watched them from a window "you need to tell me" Kirsi said, standing by the door and looking at her sister "I can't. I won't put this burden on them" she said turning towards her, looking determined to keep her vow "and when they start to get older and demand more answers, what would you? You can't keep lying to them sister" Kirsi said walking inside the chamber and towards her sister "I don't know, I'll think of something" she said sighing as she looked at her "what would you do when that woman will finally find us?" Kirsi asked feeling more tense and worried, and a bit frustrated in her sister "... I'll send them away, keep them out of danger" reader said looking at her sister, surprising her "...and what would you say? They will question why they are being sent away from their home" she said to her "I'll find something to say, I need to keep them safe. They're my whole world and I'd rather die than let her hurt my children" she said determined and turned towards the window "...you should be there now" she said to Kirsi, confusing her "why?" "Cause your child is about to jump from a tree to try and get in the lake" she said smirking as she watched her sister running out mumbling 'gods be damned, not again'.
She chuckled to herself and looked at the drawings of her children 'i'm going to do whatever it takes to protect them, cause that's what a mother does' she thought as she put the drawings in the stack she has specially for them.
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Now she was wearing her night robe and looking determined, she settled her spear and bow and arrow by her bed for any attempts or whatnot and was about to lay on her bed, having snuff out the candles and put everything in order, but got interrupted by a raven on her window. She looked confused as she didn't expect anything today as she takes the letter and looked even more surprised by the letter coming from Jacaerys and Baela. As she read the letter she sighed in disappointment and resignement "of course those three couldn't go a day without causing problems and to their half-siblings of all" she mumbles as she continues to read the letter. As she finished the letter she sighed as she knew she had to go to King's Lynn and deal with them and their behaviour but suddenly she heard a noise outside and went towards the window to go and check it out. At first she didn't see anything until she saw a woman, that woman, in the woods looking at her and then leaving. She had wide eyes as shock and dread covered her up like a dark cloud hanging on her, before taking a deep breath and looking at the moon. She now had a determined look on her face
'Gods be dammed '
Fifth chapter whoo! Hope you all like it and keep taking care of yourselfs! (Edit it out cuz I got a better ending)
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A few weeks have passed and the triplets were still learning how to control their dragons better, and especially learning high Valaryan to give better commands to their beast. In their time at king's landing they have gotten close to Rhaenyra as they seemed to like her very much, often searching for her when they couldn't understand a word in high Valaryan, the only trait they got from their father is the issue with learning a new language.
Sometimes they talked with one another about their mother and how they miss her and their home
"ugh! When are we going home? I'm sick of this place" the boy said annoyed as he paces around his chambers
"we still have much to learn, brother, it will take time" the first girl said as she sat by the window "though we can make it for fun" she said with a smirk, intriguing her siblings as they looked at her with interest in their eyes "how about we have some fun with our siblings?" She said and the other two, understanding what she meant, smiling mischievously at the idea. During their stay, they have been pulling pranks and scares on their half-siblings, getting a laugh out at their scared look.
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Reader was in her office, dealing with some paperwork as she set her crown down on the desk and pulled her cloak off, feeling relieved by the weight no longer on her shoulders. A knock came "come" she said looking at the door to see who the visitor was. "Ackley.. it's good to see you again" she said happy to see her old friend, who always harboured love for her but respected her decision to stay alone and helped her raise the triples whenever she was busy ruling her lands or she needed time for herself due to the stress.
"how are you feeling dear Blue?" He asked her as he walked over towards her, looking concerned as always "it is tiresome but I can handle it" she said smiling at him "I meant about your children being away?" He asked her with a soft smile of his own, holding her hand to comfort her "...I miss them. It is weird now that the castle is quiet...but I hope that they're learning well. Though...a mother still wish for her children to be with her even then though it's for they're good that they're away at Westeros" she said smiling and appreciating his comforting presence.
"let's just hope they're not causing too much trouble" he jested as he chuckled at his own joke. Reader laughed too, enjoying the joke "you know them, they will cause trouble. Let's hope not enough to cause issues later" she said to him before going back to the paperwork, getting some help from Ackley.
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The girls were walking around the garderns as they were enjoying their walk, before stumbling upon their younger half-sister. The animosity between them was hight enough to cause tension in the air. Suddenly the half-sister fell inside a lake because she didn't notice a pebble and the girls laughed a little. "Stop laughing! Gods you two are insufferable!" The half-sister said as she stood up and walked away from the lake and from the girls "you got a frog on your dress!" The second girl said as she laughed and walked away to continue her walk., "and leaves on your head!" The first girl said as she followedbher sister.
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All of Jacaerys and Baela's children were in one room complaining to their parents about the triplets
"last night they out a spider in my chambers!"
"they jump scared me when I was training with my dragon!"
"they put jelly in my hair products!"
"they laughed at me!"
Jacaerys and Baela were comforting their children, but Jacaerys was also busy thinking how to confront the triplets without causing more strain in their already distant relationship.
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After hours of discussion and arguments between Baela and Jacaerys they finally agreed that they'll have to send a raven to reader because they knew that no matter what the children would not listen to than and probably cause more problems to instigate them and their kids.
As they went to sleep, only one thought was in their minds
'let's hope that reader answers fast'
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The triplets were looking at Jacaerys with immediate disdain in their eyes, but trying to keep it at bay as they remembered their mother's words to not engage in any conflict with them. Meanwhile, Jacaerys was looking at the three of them in shock and was also speechless as he never thought he would see them ever again after Reader left with them to go back home after their marriage got annuled. Behind Jacaerys were his five children from his remaining marriage with Baela, looking excited to meet their half siblings. The oldest of them stepped up and went towards the three of them, extended his hand "it is a pleasure to meet you" he said with a polite smile, masking his inner excitement, but soon it got shattered when the boy walked past him and hit his shoulder as he walks inside, mumbling curses. The girls looked at each children of Jacaerys and Baela's and then followed their brother inside the castle.
The children looked at each other confused and shocked by their hostility "rude" the oldest said as he and his siblings walked back inside for their duties.
Jacaerys, in the meantime, was still frozen in his place as he was processing that his three children from his former marriage with Reader are now in his home and with the rest of his family.
Soon it was time for dinner, the three of them walked on the halls towards the dining hall "I already hate this place, it stinks of horse's shit" the boy said as one of the girls, the second one, chuckled at his words and the other just shook her head with a hint of a smile, also amused by her brother's words "let's just learn fast so we can leave as soon as possible" she said as the other two nodded and entered the dining hall, where all the rest of Jacaerys's family was sitting, waiting for them. Let's just say that they didn't ate much cause they really wanted to be anywhere but there.
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The next morning, all three woke up at the same time, instructing their respective maids
"now listen here cause I'm only saying it once" the boy said to his maids as he stood in his chambers
"I hate this place and I want to he as far away from here" the second girl said in her changing chambers to her maids
"but since I promised my mother I'll learn and do this, let's set the rules so you don't piss me off for the rest of my stay here" the first girl said as her maids were brushing her hair
"do not entere in my chambers unless I specifically tell you to and it will be only to change my sheets and clean the place" the boy said
"do not speak to me in the first rays of the morning, just bow and do your thing quickly and quietly" the second girl said
"I will not be eating with the other except my own siblings, I hate each and every single one of them" the first girl said
"do not in any way wake me up, I will not enjoy it" the boy said
"did I make myself clear?" The boy said
"you understand?" The second girl said
"I hope you understand" the first girl said
"yes my prince/princess" the maids said to their respective sibling of the three.
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The buy was looking at his half-brothers training in their swordsmanship "they are so weak. I could kill them from here with my bow and their skills will be useless" he mumbles as he looks at them "YOU GUYS ARE WEAK AS HELL!" He yells at them, making one of the boys drop and fall down from the scare. He looks at them surprised by the fall before laughing hysterically and leaving to go tell his sisters.
'mh, maybe this won't be so bad after all' he thought with a smirk as he left.
Third chapter done!! Hope you all like it and keep yourself hydrated and stress-free!!
@aemondwhoresworld sorry I didn't tag you in the other parts!
Just to state this, the images for each story is all based around the clothes of reader in each story, THE SKIN TONE WILL NOT MATTER OR EVEN THE WEIGHT OR HEIGHT, it’s all about what she’s wearing in the stories. Also don't be scared to send very detailed requests, the more details the better!
I thought I should have specified but you guys can ask me questions about my stories or give advice or anything and (except requests for now). I'm all open for ideas or headcanons you have for Pure light (reader and Lloyd or the ninjas) or the Twilightzone (reader with any character) or Sad girl in Westeros (same as the Twilightzone)
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Y/N was walking back to her chambers, shocked and speechless about the apology she just heard from Jacaerys, never expecting it. When she arrived to her chambers she sat down on the couch and leaned her arms on her knees, clasping her hands and thinking about what happened, when suddenly, a raven came to her with a note on the leg. She immediately recognised the handwriting: her father sent a message.
'my dear daughter, our family is well, but my heart aches for the pain you have felt in this time. I'm sorry for bringing you into this situation and for letting you suffer for so long, and as much as it pains to cause such problem on our queen Rhaenyra, my loyalty to her is full but I'm more loyal to my family, to my daughters. So, with a heavy heart, I accept the annual amendment of your marriage with Jacaerys Velaryon / Targaryen, and with that, if you wish it, you can come home. And I think it's best if you bring your children too, we don't need to bring them in such heavy matters as for now. I await for your response soon.
Come home Y/N, your father' the letter stated.
Y/N was surprised by the context on the paper and she felt not only happy to come back home, with her children on the less, but she also felt guilty for doing this to Rhaenyra and leaving the family, but she knew that she is now needed home, whereas she'll return being the heir of her land.
So with a heavy bit at the same time light heart, she prepared her baggage and her children's as they slept and made a servant prepare the waggon for the small dragons of her kids.
The very next day, after another council, y/n stayed back with Rhaenyra, Rhaenys, Corlys, Baela, Rhaena and Jacaerys.
"I've collected you here because... I've annuled my marriage with Jacaerys" she stated, leaving everyone in shock of what she just said "what?" Rhaenyra said shocked in hearing what her now ex-daughter in law just said "it is a decision I have made with much thought, and I think it's best for everyone involved. My house will continue aiding you and supporting your claim your grace but...I cannot stay here. Me and my children will leave tomorrow on the morrow on my dragon while their dragons will be shipped to my home." She explained to everyone, anxious of their response, expecting them to protest but getting surprised when Rhaenys immediately hugged her "even though you're not biologically my grandchild, I've always seen you as such" she whispered in y/n's ear, making her heart melt at such kind words from her. One by one, everyone hugged her, surprised especially by Baela since she hugged her so tight y/n thought she might have cracked a rib or two.
When everyone left, it was just her and Jacaerys, who looked shocked and frustrated "why?" He asked her, trying to keep his frustration at bay "cause this isn't my home, it has never been." She said to him, staying firm on her decision "I am your husband, and those are my children too" he said to her stepping closer. She raised her hand to keep him shut "you never acted like a husband to me, in no way you did. And you only spent time with the children, so much as I can count on one hand how much time you spent with them. So no, they're not your children, not our children, but my children. I need to get the kids ready for tomorrow, if you excuse me " she said firm and stern before leaving, not letting him say another word. Once she reached the children's chambers, she smiled as she saw them asleep, after a hard day of learning high Valaryan. She kissed each of their foreheads gently, trying to not wake them up. But it didn't work as her boy woke up "Mama?" He said half asleep as he looks at her and makes the motion of wanting to get picked up "hello my sweet" she said to him as she held him close, smiling widely as he felt right back asleep in her arms. She rocked him for some time to make sure he stayed asleep before tucking him back in bed and quietly leaving the chambers.
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The next day, she and the kids were dressed and ready to fly back to y/n's home, for one last time she hugged the family, except for Jacaerys, put her kids and buckeld their saddles on Eclipse's back before climbing on her own saddle and with one last wave she said goodbye to the Targaryens and started her fly back home.
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When she arrived she was immediately greeted by her sister, who was ecstatic to have her back "sister!" Y/N said happily as she hugged her sister back before gently unbuckling her children's saddles and helping them get off her dragon, who went to see her own babies. The children were in awe as they arrived to the house and we're happy to see their cousins, who immediately lead them to the gardens to play as the servants were taking the baggages they all brought.
"it's good to be back home" y/n said to her sister before looking at her parents and hugging them "I've missed you" she said with tears in her eyes, feeling like a little girl again in the warm embrace of her parents, especially her mother. "Aw my sweet girl, how you've grown" he mother carassed her face, "you're home" her father said smiling softly at his daughter. Y/N nodded at her father with a happy smile "I'm home".
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A few years later
The children have grown into capable adolescents, her boy has become a fierce soldier, showing mercy to only those who were worthy of it, the oldest of the three, her first girl, became a great diplomat and stratigist, and her second daughter has grown to be compassionate but fierce when need, often found with her mother due to how close she was to her.
When it was time for the children to learn how to handle dragons better and y/n having finished with what she could teach them, she made the decision to send them to King's Landing and put them under the guidance of Rhaenyra and her family, who have won the dance of the dragons war and proclaimed her rightful claim to the throne.
This didn't meant that her children were happy with the decision, which brought to this:
"mother you can't be possibly asking this" the boy said in shock and irritation
"you're right, I'm not asking, I'm doing this" y/n said as she stands up from her throne and walks to them, carassening each child's cheeks "I know you don't want this, and it pains me to send you off, but if there's anyone who knows dragons better than us, is the Targaryens." She said to her children. The three wanted to protest but they knew that it was better not to.
"...when are we leaving?" Her oldest, the first girl, said looking at her mother with determination, "tomorrow in the evening" Y/N said to her. The kids reluctantly nodded at her order and went back to their chambers.
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"this is ridiculous! Why should we go there when we can have someone else teach us?" The boy said as he paces around the chamber.
"cause mother bid it, now calm down" the first girl said as she stands next to the window and fiddling with her necklace gifted by their aunt on their 11th name day.
"as much as I hate this as you, mother is right. Our family has taught us everything they knew about dragons. If we want to know more we must go to the only other family that has dragons; the Targaryens" the second and youngest of the triplets said as she sat on the bed.
"I know but when we go there we have to see....father" the boy stated with disdain in his voice as he thinks about it. The girls stayed silent at his statement, also not liking their father, due to the true story they got from their mother when they have become adolescents.
"we must get through this. When we finished learning from them, we'll come back home" the second girl said as she looks at both her siblings, who reluctantly sighed and nodded at her words, accepting their situation.
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"if you eat my food I'll kill you when I come back" the boy said to his cousin as they all were about to leave
"try me" the cousin said to him as he chuckled.
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When they arrived to King's Landing, their dragons were brought somewhere else as they were too big for the dragon's pit. The triplets stayed there, looking at the entrance when they saw a man come towards them with a smile and a surprised look. They immediately knew who he was: their father,
'JACAERYS' they thought in disdain.
'GODS BE DAMNED'
This is the second part, I'm going to make a part three about how the kids are adapting and their relationships with each member of Jacaerys and Baela's family.
As again @aemondwhoresworld hope you like it
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"send me your grace. Rhaenys may have the biggest dragon we have but I have the fastest one. And we need Meleys more then ever." That's what y/n while at the black council after Rhaenyra came back from King's Landing.
She, of course, was worried sick about Rhaenyra being in the enemy's territory but she had the hope she came back safe and sound and it seemed like it., but now, word comes that Criston Cole was leading an army towards one of their allies and they needed aid. That's where it comes the current situation:
"Y/-" Rhaenyra tried to protest against her request "Your Grace, my dragon is the fastest one yet, and Criston Cole is already on his way with his army" reader interjected her before she could refuse the request.
As Rhaenyra didn't say another word, y/n left the council to prepare her dragon Eclipse.
As she prepared her dragon and herself for battle, she was deep in thought about how since her marriage with Jacaerys, his only focus was to his first wife Baela, and even though y/n doesn't hate her, she couldn't help but feel envious of the dynamic between them, as she hoped to have the same with Jacaerys and also have a child with him, as it was her biggest dream: becoming a mother, someone that the child could rely to, someone who she could hold close to herself and adore them, but alas, she only managed to consummate her marriage once. She was also thinking about how she could sacrifice herself for this cause, to protect Rhaenyra's rightful claim to the throne, and how it wouldn't matter to anyone if she died in the battle she's about to go to.
She walked towards Eclipse, and leans her forehead to her dragon's nose "time to shine again my dearest" she said to her dragon, who growls as she gets ready to fight.
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Y/N was on the ground with Eclipse after getting hit hard by Vaghar and Aemond, and even though she feels like she couldn't fight anymore, she couldn't help but feel a bit proudful in making Aegon and Sunfyre fall and tearing out one of Vaghar's horn and clawing her chest. She got off Eclipse's back and went to check on her, and sighed in relief as she saw her safe and sound even though they fell from the skies.
"think you can still fly home?" She asked her dragon and nodded as Eclipse stood up ready to fly. She got on her back and yells "Soāves Eclipse" and they flew away.
Once she got back she instantly made the dragonkeepers go and take care of Eclipse as she goes to see Rhaenyra, even though she was injured. Once she arrived she knocked on the door before coming in "your grace" she greets her "Y/N! You must sit down, you're wounded. Aelys, go fench a maester" Rhaenyra said to her maid as she helped Y/N sit down.
Once she sat down she sighed on relief of her pain lessening before looking at Rhaenyra "I found and killed Criston Cole, but with him there were also Aemond with Vaghar and Aegon with Sunfyre. I managed to wound both Aegon and his dragon, and injuring a bit Vaghar, but they made a sneak attack on me and Eclipse and we fell from the sky. But, most of Cole's army is down and our allies are safe" she reported to Rhaenyra, who sighed in relief at the news and worried about the sudden appearance of Aemond and Vaghar, still grieving Lucerys's death. Soon the maester arrived and y/n got bandaged and treated. "You must go and rest, now" Rhaenyra said to her and y/n couldn't help but agree for once as she was tired both from flying and from the whole battle.
She went to her chambers, as she doesn't share Jacaerys and Baela's chamber, and immediately fell asleep.
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A few weeks have passed and y/n's injuries were healing and with the passing of time Baela's pregnancy continued, causing some jealousy in y/n's heart as she yearned for a child of her own, which brought the current argument
"I have nothing against Baela but I would also like to have a child of my own from our marriage!" She said to Jacaerys frustrated, who only looked at her in indifference as he said words that shattered her heart "you are never going to get my seed, cause only Baela is worthy of it" he said before leaving without even sparing her a glance. She stood there, shocked and hurt as her mind repeats his words like a mantra, feeling like her own heart was burning from the ache she was feeling and the hurt such words caused her. And a few days became weeks, weeks become a month before she sent a raven asking her father this
'Father, I hope you are well, and so is mother and sister. I send you this raven is hope of you to annul my marriage with Jacaerys Velaryon / Targaryen. As i hoped to have a marriage like yours and mother's, such dream never came true and I fear I'll never be able to give you the grandchildren you two always wanted, and never make my dear sister's dream of becoming an aunt come true. So I hope, that if you wish to, to annul this marriage as I am not happy in it. And I hope that even though the marriage gets annuled that our house continues to support Rhaenyra's rightful claim, as you knew her before and know that she's fit for the throne more than anyone else we know or knew.
Hope you are well, Y/N'
She wrapped the paper and tied it to the raven's leg before sending it flying back to her home. She knew that no one could understand her decision, no one but Rhaenyra herself, so she stood up and went to see her.
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"you cannot be possibly asking this" Rhaenyra said as she was shocked of her decision "your grace, as much as I love having you as my mother in law, you and I and many others can see that your son does not harbor any feelings for me, no matter how much i want it. I asked my father to continue his support to your claim. Because, even though there's a possibility that we may not be family anymore, I want you to know I will fight for your rightful claim until my very last breath." Y/N said to her as she sat in front of her in her chamber. She looked at Rhaenyra confused as she stood up and hugged her, shocking her before tears came due to feeling her warm and kind embrace, reminding her of her own mother, and hugging her back, not knowing she will talk to Jacaerys later on about what they spoken about.
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A few months have passed and even though y/n felt the coldness is her relationship with Jacaerys she couldn't help but feel ecstatic when she learn about her pregnancy, finally, a child of her own to love, to protect, to keep safe.
She also noticed how Jacaerys started to spend some time, even briefly, with her and that made her feel hope again in thinking that maybe he's falling in love with her. But, unfortunately, that hope gets shattered just as fast as it came when the announcement of Baela's third pregnancy came and Jacaerys disappeared again.
Y/N's pregnancy was harder than most women, due to the fact that her belly was much bigger than normal, even more than someone carrying twins. And that's when she found out she was having triplets, a very uncommon thing.
She was put under close guard since this was the first time in Targaryen history that triplets came, and it was a certain relief for y/n since it was a very difficult pregnancy, so when she reached her fifth month, she was put on bestest until the end of her pregnancy.
When she went in labour, she was feeling stressed from Jacaerys's neglect, the council getting more tense and the whole pregnancy that she refused the help of her maids, maesters and midwives and gave birth on her own, almost passing out due to the fact that the time between each birth was long, fifteen minutes for each babe, but she couldn't help but feel extremely relieved and happy as she held her babies, two girls and one boy. She was even more happy because they looked exactly like her., and as she kissed each babe's head, she thanked the gods for the strength they gave her during such difficult birth.
Soon Rhaenyra came to look at the babies and check up on her, and she felt her heart melt at the sight of the babies in y/n's arms
"y/n, they're beautiful...they look just like you" Rhaenyra said as she looked at the babies
"thank you, they're my sweet babies, my dearest girls and my little boy" she said as she kissed their heads.
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Three years have passed and the triples looked more and more like y/n every days, anyone could see the resemblance from miles away. Jacaerys spent some time with them from time to time, but was mostly focused on his and Baela's children. This, of course, upsetted y/n's kids but every time they felt sad, she always went to comfort them and make them laugh, hiding the bit of resentment she felt towards Jacaerys's negligence.
One day, everyone was eating at dinner, and while y/n was cleaning one of the girl's mouth from the spilled food, her boy asked a question that made not only her, but also Jacaerys freeze
"Mama, why don't we have other siblings?" "Yeah Mama , why don't we?" One of the girls said "yeah, why?" The other girl said to her with child wonder as she looked at them before making a soft smile at him as she continues to clean the second girl's mouth "cause your mother and father feel like you three are enough for now" she said to them, feeling bad for lying but she knew she couldn't handle their faces if she tells them the real reason.
Meanwhile Jacaerys, was looking at the children, feeling bad for what he had caused y/n, for the pain he inflicted on her and most special, the fact he acted like Daemon and wasn't there for her when she gave birth to the triplets.
After y/n put her children to take their nap, she was about to go and check the children's dragons and see their growth but got stopped by Jacaerys "Y/N wait.... I'd like for us to speak alone, if you wish to" he said to her. She looked at him confused by his request but nodded and went to somewhere more private "is there a reason for you to call me he-" she said but immediately got interrupted by two words she never thought she'd hear from him "I'm sorry" he said to her with a guilt ridden look on his face, with also shame for his actions.
"....what?" She asked confused, shocked and perplexed by what she heard .
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for causing such pain in our marriage, for ignoring and neglecting you in your hard times and in your kind gestures in trying for us to bond. I'm sorry for not being there in your pregnancy, especially because it was hard on you due to growing three children and it being complicated on you. I'm sorry for not being there for their birth, even though I vowed myself to not be like Daemon when mother gave birth to-... I'm sorry for neglicting our children and hurting you and them.... I'm sorry for everything I've done to you and to them. I hope that you can forgive me and for maybe to....try again? I would like for us to try and be a family like we were meant to be: me, you, our children, me and Baela's children too. All of us a family" he said to her as he felt like he couldn't stop talking once he started speaking.
She looked at him with a shocked face bed leaving the private chamber and walking away, not even sparing him a glance as she left.
There it is @aemondwhoresworld hope you like it
heavy in your arms. part one.
— pairing: aemond targaryen x fem!reader
— type: part of a series
— summary: aemond seeks to right the wrong his mother made in rejecting the proposition of a betrothal between you & he.
— word count: 2,473
— tagging list: @emilynissangtr @aemondwhoresworld @callsignwidow @tvangelism
— a/n: welcome to the first installment in my aemond x sg au! (NOT the dark!aemond au (which will be titled idumea, if/when i ever write it.))
“Why did you reject it?” Aemond demands, barging into his mother’s chambers unannounced.
She pads across the room toward him with clasped hands. She needn’t ask what it is her son is referring to, specifically, to already know.
Nor does she need inquire as to how he knows. The bastard girl he’s had an obsession with since the day she was born is most-certainly to blame.
She’s allowed them to keep company with one another for too long, it now seems. Such behaviors will cease today.
She gives him a forced, gentle smile. She knows his temper can be as hot as dragonfire when stoked, especially when it comes to his niece. If he makes a scene, she’ll simply have Ser Criston escort him back to his chambers.
She seats herself, gently patting the cushion next to her. “Sit.”
He comes closer, but does not accept her offer—instead choosing to remain standing, his arms positioned behind his back, his chin raised as he stands across from her. “Answer the question.”
A pause.
“Mother.”
She sighs heavily. “She is not a suitable match for you. In time, your father and I will find someone more…appropriate—”
“More appropriate than mine own niece? My blood? A princess? One whom I already love and adore? I think not.”
She opens her mouth to to reply, but he continues.
“I won’t allow you to come between us. She belongs with me. You—you cannot take this chance—”
Having had enough, she cuts his protestations short. “It is done, Aemond! You know what she is! All do! It is why her mother optioned her own children for betrothal to mine; to protect them from what she has done by shielding them with either you, or Aegon, or Helaena!”
She sighs, before running her fingers exasperatedly through her hair. “I do not fault the girl for the circumstances of her birth; she cannot help it. I know this. But, as your mother, it is my job—my responsibility—to ensure you have what is best for you. Which she, unfortunately, is not. Were it so that Laenor were undoubtedly her father, things would be different, but alas.”
His small hands are bunched into tight fists behind him now, his body trembling with rage.
“Give it time,” she tells him quietly. “Once you are older, you with either find on your own, or with mine and your father’s help, a proper betrothal.”
He knows what he must do.
He nods, calmly, shoulders slumping slightly. “Forgive me, mother. You just…know how I care for her. I was not…did not think—”
She stands, walking around to him, taking him in her arms. “I wish I could give you this, my son, but your well-being means more to me than your wants at this time. One day, when you have children of your own, you will understand.”
The two of them pull away from each other, Alicent grasping the crowns of his shoulders, while Aemond rests his hands on her waist.
He gives her a smile of understanding. “I’m sure that I will.”
She gives him a kiss on the cheek, and with that, he leaves her.
Her greatest mistake will’ve always been not ordering Ser Criston to follow him back to his chambers. For they were never his destination.
“Your son, Your Grace: the Prince Aemond,” announces Ser Harrold from the doorway of Viserys’ room.
Aemond finds his father seated upon a settee before a roaring fire, a blanket draped comfortably over his lap, a stack of books set upon a table next to him.
Viserys smiles as the boy steps closer, bowing his head to his father.
“Your Grace.”
Viserys bookmarks, then shuts his current read, settling it into his lap. He waves Aemond over, who seats himself beside him, watching the crackling fire before them for just a moment.
“Is there something I can do for you, my son? Or did you merely come to keep your old man company?” He asks with a gentle smile.
Aemond knows he needs word this carefully. “Both, in truth.”
Viserys remains silent, waiting for him to continue.
“I know…”
He pauses.
“I know you wish to see us settled, father, just as you did Rhaenyra. Properly betrothed, at the very least. So you might… It may give you comfort. To know that we are content, that is. I cannot speak for my siblings—what, or who they may want this day or another, but I know who I desire for all the rest of mine.”
He meets his father’s eyes. “Y/N.”
Viserys settles back, studying him with an unreadable expression.
“I am aware, that, just this afternoon, mother—Her Grace—rejected an offer of betrothals of her own children to those of your daughter—my eldest sister—Princess Rhaenyra. I want you to reconsider. For my sake and Y/N’s, if no one else’s. We love each other. We always have, and I know that we always shall. I cannot…I cannot bear the thought of a life without her. I will never love another as I love her.”
He swallows thickly. “She cried in my arms when she told me that her hopes that her mother’s offer would be accepted had instead been refuted. And her heart, in turn, was shattered. Along with mine own.”
He takes his father’s weathered hand in his own. “I beg of you, father, please. Please do this. Give her to me and I to her. So we might be pronounced man and wife when you deem the time right once we’ve come of age. I’ve never asked you for anything. But I do this. I’ll do anything you say.”
He swallows. “I know your family means more to you than anything else.”
He has oftentimes felt the opposite with how indifferent he can seem to he and his siblings, but he must keeps such sentiments to himself. Now more than ever, even if he has craved his love and approval many-a-time in the past.
He continues, plotting with his words. Planting a most comely idea. “Were you to betroth us, she and I would not only be able to remain together, but also here. Your son, your granddaughter. Your only granddaughter. If you wished it, this would be our home for the rest of our days. I know it would make her most happy. And that is all I’ve ever wanted: to bring her joy. To make her feel safe. And loved. Just as she has done for me.”
Aemond knows he has said much, but he had to stress his wants—had to ensure that his father was assured of his love and commitment to you. Especially with having gone directly over his mother’s head, so to speak.
Viserys is quiet. For awhile.
Aemond keeps his father’s hand in his lap, holding firmly to it, so as to keep them close. He hopes he will be more likely to accept his request that way.
Finally, Viserys looks at him. “You truly love her, don’t you?”
Aemond smiles, nodding. “More than anything in all the world. It would ruin—destroy—me to think of us being permanently parted and one day married to others that we do not know. Did not grow up alongside of as the greatest of friends. We are family. To be forced to wed someone else that neither of us loves, while we remain yearning for the other until our last breaths…”
Tears brim in his eyes and his chin wobbles.
Viserys’ face falls as he pulls Aemond into his side. “And you are sure that she wishes this as well?”
Aemond perks up slightly. “I am. You may summon and ask her yourself if you wish, father. When I left her she was crying in her mother’s arms. I had to…right this. For us both.”
Viserys shakes his head lightly at such a heartbreaking image. So much pain and young heartbreak, and for what?
He will have it otherwise.
“Consider it done, my son.”
Aemond looks at him with wide eyes. “We—We are—”
Viserys cups the boy’s cheek. “As of this moment, the two of you are now betrothed.”
He glances toward the door, placing his hand in his lap once more. “I will need speak with your sister on the matter, of course. But I know that she will be most pleased with this arrangement.”
He pauses. “Your mother not quite so, but it is not her decision. I am king. She is to obey me in all things. Including this.”
Viserys had been correct in Rhaenyra being happy about such arrangements, while you and Aemond had held one another and cried tears of joy.
Viserys had held back his own as he watched the two of you with a smile, while holding his daughter’s hand.
“This is a most joyous day. It is not often—hardly ever—that those of our stations should ever marry for love. With much luck, such a thing may be found later from arranged engagements. It warms this old heart to know that the two of you have it now, and shall remain with it in-hand for the rest of your days.”
It is then that Alicent emerges into his chambers, his summons for her presence having reached her.
And her disposition is anything but pleased.
“Your Grace—” She starts, panicked tears stinging her eyes as she swallows down the lump in her throat. “If we may speak—”
Viserys shakes his head, resting each of his hands upon his cane. “There is naught to speak of, my wife. I have made a decision, and it is final.”
“Viserys—” She starts, reaching toward him, but he steps closer toward Rhaenyra, toward the two happy children who cling to one another, who stare at Alicent with…apprehension? Fright that she may ruin what they have only just found? He is unsure, but what he is, is that he will not stand for it.
“Your King has made a betrothal, and it is your duty to respect it. It is done, Alicent. And it is final. I would have my son and granddaughter wed to ones that they love. And now they shall gain as much once they’ve each come of age. It is only a matter of time now.”
She solidifies herself, her heart pounding, and a painful queasiness forms in the pit of her stomach, as she sees just how outnumbered she is.
She has always been.
Has always been alone in this world, and will remain as much.
And she sees further agency slipping through her fingers now. Her children she’d been forced to squeeze out of her young body, for an ungrateful man who hardly ever acknowledged them, is now to tell her what is to become of them? Is to give her yet one more command because she is what? Still yet a girl helpless to tell him no, despite all she has given him, whether she wished it or no? That is all that has ever mattered, isn’t it: what he wants? All else be damned.
No. She is Queen. A woman grown…even if she still so often feels otherwise. Has consistently since the death of her mother. The one person in all the world who loved her the way she needed be loved.
She will show her children that same devotion, even if they hate her for it. Because she knows what is best for them. Not him.
Doesn’t she?
“I will not have it.”
Viserys lowers his chin. “I beg your pardon?”
She takes a small step closer, clasping her hands tighter to hide how they tremble.
“He is my son just as much as he is yours. I carried him. Grew him in mine own womb. Pushed him out of my body and into the world. While you have shirked your duties to him as his father. Pushed he and his siblings aside in favor of—”
“That is enough!” Viserys shouts, slamming his cane against the floor, and Alicent’s chin wobbles in fright.
She wishes her father were here.
No.
Perhaps she doesn’t. He is to blame for this. For all of it.
She wants for her mother.
What if Aemond one day feels the same because of this? Because she did not try hard enough to undo it? He is but a boy. He does not know what he wants.
What if she has…failed him?
Viserys comes toward her, his cane clicking loudly against polished marble floors, his cloak swaying around him. “That is quite enough, wife. That is an order from your King! Is that understood?”
She merely stares at him for only a moment, wondering if he has ever held an ounce of love for her within his heart.
Why in Seven Hells did he marry her? She has often wondered. Wondered even more if she will ever have answer to such a terrible question.
“The Prince Aemond—my son—and the Princess Y/N—my granddaughter—are henceforth betrothed. If I discover further dissension on your part in dishonoring my wishes and my decree here today…”
He takes yet another step closer, forcing her to look up at him, making her feel impossibly smaller.
Like a frightened little girl, indeed.
“You shall not enjoy the consequences. Do I make myself clear?”
She does not know why she does it—she too is equally responsible for all the misfortune which has befell her, and part of her hates her for it—but she glances to Rhaenyra with tears still shimmering in her eyes.
Rhaenyra takes a near-undetectable step toward her—expression unreadable—but stops when she feels you clutching her skirts for comfort, Aemond holding you close for the same.
Her own son has betrayed her. Where had she gone wrong?
She wants to lock herself in her chambers and rest. Perhaps not to wake.
That, she’s sure, would most please the man who stands before her. The pathetic excuse for one.
And yet she knows that come tomorrow, she will return to her role as a dutiful wife, because since she was fifteen years old…it is all she has ever been. She knows naught else what to be than caretaker. A wife, a womb, a concubine.
A ghost.
She’d once been and had a friend, but now she thinks those days must long be past.
Finally, Alicent nods solemnly, digging at her nail-beds.
Viserys nods. “Good. Then it is settled.”
Aemond presses a kiss to your forehead, filled with equal parts joy and guilt.
He prays his mother will one day come to see what he himself does when he looks at you. He cannot understand how she does not already.
If she loves him, she will love you as well.
He hopes so, at least. He would not have you feeling unwelcome in your own home. He will not have it.
You are now his to protect, and protect he shall. In every way he can.