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BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE!!!

conquerors reborn: touch me there.

summary: during a council meeting, athena and balenyra happen to grow impatient. the longing looks they give suggest they want nothing more then to arouse eachother and that's exactly what aemond's wives do.

pairing: aemond x balenyra x athena. (most athena x balenyra but yeah.)

warnings: 18+, minors dni. targaryen incest. uncle/niece/niece relationship. w/w relationships. sister/sister relationships. smut. fingering. scissoring. eating out.

notes: have this SINFUL drabble, enjoy.

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Aemond was centered at the table of the council room, the conqueror's crown upon his head as his wives sat across from each other amongst the rest of the small council.

Currently, he and Otto were arguing over the fact that Aemond had decided to claim his nieces as his own wives, a move that was, as Otto put it, disgraceful towards the house.

"You were to wed the Cassandra Baratheon but instead, you find yourself claiming the daughters of Rhaenyra Targaryen, her bast-" Before Otto could finish, Athena glanced over at him, a brow raised, "Her what, Otto? Say it, tell everyone in this room how you truly feel about my sister and I's lineage." Her hands formed into a fist, trying to compose herself not to kill him right then and there.

Balenyra smirked at her sister's words, the way she defended their house had awoken something in her during that moment.

Aemond stood tall, glaring back at his grandfather, "I suggest you listen to my wife, grandfather, she and Balenyra have been nothing but respectful towards you and our family."

"They possess a threat to our house-"

"A threat!?" Aemond exclaimed, pointing a finger at the older Hightower, "The only threat here seems to be one that wishes to slander my wives right in front of them." His jaw clenched, his eye staring right into Otto's own ones.

Whilst Aemond and Otto continued arguing, Athena and Balenyra were more so focused on one another. They kept sneaking glances towards each other, their eyes showing nothing but lust.

Athena moved her fingers slowly along the table's chipped wood, slowly circling them while looking at her sister.

Balenyra sucked in a breath while her eyes followed the fingers of her sister, the way they moved softly against the wood, if only they could move against her cli-

"Balenyra?" The king's voice echoed her name, her thoughts of her sister long gone now.

She cleared her throat, "Yes, my king?"

Aemond stared at his wife, "You seem to be distracted by your thoughts, are you feeling well?"

Athena knew the real reason why, a whole smirk played on her face. Her sister wasn't hiding the fact that she wanted her, that she wanted those fingers to rub against her and more.

"If I may, my king," Athena stood tall, looking towards Aemond, "I think it's best If Balenyra rest up for the rest of the night as should I. It seems I'm not feeling too well, either, it's like there's knot in my stomach waiting to be cleared."

Aemond looked between his two wives, nodding, "Very well, you two may take your leave." Athena smiled, grabbing her sisters hand before the two of them came up to their husband, "We hope to see you in our chambers soon, sweet husband." Athena placed her lips against Aemond's, the two kissing passionately in front of the council.

Otto watched in distraught while Balenyra bit her lips, Aemond detached his lips from Athena's before moving over to Balenyra, their lips moving similarly against each other.

"Mmm," He hummed, his eyes glancing over how beautiful they looked, his arms wrapped around the waists, "I trust you two are well soon, my loves."

"Thank you, husband." Athena smiled, the two sisters caressing his hand before taking their leave.

While Aemond is still in his council meeting, Athena and Balenyra are in their chambers, their body bare and exposed to one another.

Athena had Balenyra's legs spread, her tongue lapping against her own sister's clit. Meanwhile, Balenyra's head hung back, her hands gripping the headboard, "Ah, f-fuck, 'Thena." Athena smirked, continuing to play with her clit as she soon entered two fingers inside her inside her.

Balenyra whimpered, her other hand holding on to her sister's hands that messed with her tits, "Yes, Athena, ah! right there." It seemed Athena had hit her sweet spot, she soon detached her mouth from her clit before trailing kissed along her stomach and up to her breasts.

She looked up at her sister, her lips glistening with her sister's sweet nectar, "Mmm, you look so sweet and pretty, I was getting wet at the thought of you during that meeting." She teased, her lips coming to place themselves on Balenyra's own ones. The two kissed for a while, passionately before Athena moved over to her sister's neck, gently kissing her all over before going back to her lips.

While Balenyra was distracted by the taste of her own sister, Athena started moving her clit against Balenyra's. Balenyra could soon feel the friction between her and Athena, the two moaning as they hit each other's sweet spots.

"Mmm, so beautiful, dārilaros. Fuck." (princess) Athena mumbled, grinding against her sister, "Sȳz riña." (good girl)

The two sisters were soon groaning, their foreheads against each other as both their climaxes hit.

"You did so well, Bal." She smiled, kissing her, Balenyra smiled into the kiss before pulling away, "All thanks to you, jorrāelagon."

Meanwhile, Aemond was just coming back from his council meeting, the crown in his hand as he shook his head. What a fool his grandfather was, thinking he could just talk about his wives, his own queen consorts right in front of them.

Sighing, He found his way into his and his wives shared chambers. Closing the door, he was about to speak but paused, seeing the sight in front of him. His wives bodies were bare, their hands clasped together with Balenyra laying on Athena's chest, her eyes closed.

"It seems as though the two of you are looking quite well now, I imagine being each other's company helped, yes?" Aemond questioned, moving towards Athena.

"Very much so, husband." Athena chuckled. Aemond placed the crown near the bedside table, unstrapping his leather garments, only his leather pants were on.

Soon, he had his arm wrapped around Athena's, his hand moving some hair behind Balenyra's ear.

"She did quite well today, valzȳrys." (husband)

"Mm," he hummed, "That I imagine. Tis I who should've been here sooner, grandsire was a bore, his words meaning nothing to me."

Athena nodded, "You're here now, Aemond, that's all that matters. You're the only company Balenyra and I need, we're all each other's company," She leaned into him, "Īlva jorrāelagon iksis skoros keeps se perzys jāre," Before kissing him on his soft lips, "That's all that matters."

(Our love is what keeps the flame going.)

The rest of the night was spent with the three of them in each other's arms, away from the disturbance of others. All they had was each other, that's all they needed.

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PRETTY PRETTY GIRL NGJISNSBEAIS IF HE DOESN'T GIVE ME HIS KIDS RN ‼️

When handmaid!reader was pregnant, did Aemond ever suck on her titties? Did Aemond do the thing where the husband is behind na pregnant woman and carried the weight of the baby?

oh of course he did. c'mon, aemond's totally a boob guy (do not argue with me on that). in fact, here is a small drabble over that:

pairing: aemond targaryen x handmaid!reader

warnings: tiddy sucking and simp aemond.

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She’s begun to tire more easily as the children grew within her.

Twins, the maesters and midwives alike had declared, while pouring over moon charts and estimations. She is carrying twins- maybe two boys, maybe two girls, or maybe one of both. The latter would be absolutely lovely, she decides.

Prince Aemond’s dismissed her back to his bedchamber with strict commands to rest abed. In truth, a day of rest is most welcoming to her. Her poor feet feel so swollen, and she’s taken to waddling like a little pond duck around the Keep, heavy and aching with her first hatchlings.

The courtiers pay her special attention too, as she feels their eyes on her everywhere she goes. No doubt their comments are much worse. Alas, her Prince Aemond can only do so much to protect her.

So safe within his room, she lays atop the cool, clean sheets, curled on her side and cradling the dragon egg her prince had chosen for one of their children in the hollow between her swollen belly and tender breasts.

It is a beautiful thing, with a deep purple shell, speckled with tiny golden flecks on its scales that shined like gold, and holding it close made her feel a lot better- stronger and braver. Perhaps her babies sense the dragon inside, a siren call only the golden blood of Old Valyria could hear. Or perhaps she’s turning into a dragon too.  

“Oh, but I really am carrying little dragons,” she giggles to herself, brushing her fingertips against the tight swell of her belly. Saying those words aloud makes her feel giddy and proud and beyond anxious to meet them. “Two sweet little dragons…”

“Indeed you are, my love.”

She startles, glancing up to see Aemond looming over her with a small smile. There is a fierce pride in his violet eye as it rakes over her breasts and the curve of her bump. “I sent you back to find sleep, not strike up a conversation with the dragon egg...again.”

“The babes enjoy feeling the egg near them,” she shrugs. “That is why I do it.”

Aemond clicks his tongue, crawling alongside her onto the bed. “Did they tell you that?” he asks, voice thick with teasing.

One hand rests on her bump, fingers drawing small circles as she hides her head within his neck, feeling the children suddenly stirring in her womb. “Ah, seems my babes know their father is now here.” And the other drifts down to her breast, cupping and giving it a gentle squeeze.

She sighs.

Her dear prince, he’s taken quite the fancy to her breasts, now heavy and swelling with milk. Most nights Aemond sleeps with his head pillowed comfortably on her chest, face buried between her tits. They bring him comfort, he says a lot. He enjoys fondling and nursing from them too- as hungry for her soft gasps and moans as he is with her milk and cunt (his words not hers).

She cannot understand why, nor can she ask around for an answer.

A baseborn servant carrying royal babies is enough scandal for a terrible headache, and she can do without that.

She closes her eyes and shivers when he leans to kiss her clothed breast ever so tenderly. “I suppose this is good practice,” he murmurs as he tugs down her neckline, eye darkening at the delicious sight before him, “-for when our little ones finally arrive.” He then blows on her swollen nipple, smirking at the cute little whimper she lets out.  

"Look at you. Gods, you are so fucking gorgeous."

“Aemond-”

Aemond shushes her before taking her nipple in his hot mouth. Her head flings back on the pillow as he suckles, flicking it back and forth with his tongue. “Ach! My prince…!” she cries, hips grinding down on the bed, desperate for some release, while her pretty face scrunches up in sheer pleasure. “Please- please- please…!” Yet all her lurching, to his delight, just brings her breasts closer to him.

“You’ll feed my sons so well, my pretty girl,” and he slaps her breast, “I’ve known you’d give me fine heirs the moment I first laid eyes on you.”

She pants. “-want them, ah, to grow nice and strong like their father. All for you, my prince, tis what you deserve…!”

His other hand squeezes her other breast, tweaking and pinching the nipple until little beads of milk fall and she’s withering beneath him, a putty mess of cries and moans and shudders. Aemond smiles, her tit dropping out of his mouth with a pop.

“My lady- my sweet girl,” he tells her, lapping up the milk around her chest. “Pretty, pretty girl, all mine.”

By the time he's finished, his handmaid is fast asleep, with a sweet smile twisted across her pink lips. Her chest, now bruised and marked, heaves up and down with slow breaths. Aemond lays there, kissing her nipple and listening to her steady heartbeat. He swears it matches his.

"Mmm, works every time," he chuckles to himself.

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HWOQJSBRJAOAWMDBSIW MAKE SPACE FOR ONE MORE

conquerors reborn: doing something unholy.

summary: when the two sisters find themselves alone, in the throne room, athena decides to take pleasure into her own hands while with her sister, balenyra. the king ends up finding them, wanting in on such a pleasure fest.

pairing: aemond x balenyra x athena.

warnings: 18+, minors dni. targaryen incest. wlw relationships. uncle/niece/relationship. sister/sister relationship. eating out. threesome. fucking. fingering.

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"Do you think husband will let us venture into the lake, sweet sister?" The younger daughter to Rhaenyra, Balenyra, asked, her arms interlinked with Athena's.

Athena chuckled, pausing the walk to look at her sister, caressing her cheek, "It wouldn't matter if he decides to let us go or not, we'll still go either way, just you and I." She smiled, moving locks of silver hair behind her sister's ears before kissing her softly on the lips.

Soon after, the two stopped at the throne room doors, assuming the king, Aemond, would be there. Knocking three times, Athena waited for an answer, she got nothing.

"Interesting, usually you'd hear his stern voice by now." Athena knocked once more and still got nothing.

Grabbing ahold of the door handles, she pulled them open, seeing the throne room empty, not a single person in sight.

"Perhaps he's in a council meeting, we can always wait, 'Thena." Balenyra spoke up, looking around the room.

"Perhaps, yes." Athena, too, had looked around before the empty seat of the iron throne caught her eye. It's hulking, black colors catching her eye, the swords sticking out. The oldest sister smirked, an idea sparking in her mind.

Turning her head, she glanced over towards Balenyra, her violet eyes looking at her own, "What?" She asked, furrowing her brows, "What's with the smirk?"

Athena chuckled, moving closer to her sister, "We're alone now, sweet sister." Her voice raspy, in a whisper she said, "It's just us, come." Balenyra looked down at her sister's hand, she grabbed it before the two made their way over to the throne.

"Sit." Athena commanded.

"On the throne? Athena-"

"Shh, go sit." She calmly commanded. Balenyra felt heart quickening as she made her way up the throne's stairs, making eye contact with her sister's own violet eyes once she sat.

Athena smirked, "Good, now," She walked closer, looking up at her sister, "Spread them, spread those beautiful, perfect legs of yours for me."

Balenyra did as her sister told her, slowly spreading her legs, Athena admiring the view she was given. Biting her lip, she made her way up towards Balenyra, finally coming face to face with her.

Dropping on her knees, The oldest sister started lifting her sister's gown, "Athena-"

"Shh, it's just us." Balenyra shivered at the touch of her sister's hand caressing her legs, trailing her fingers over her skin.

"Oh, dōna mandia." Sweet sister. Her lips made contact with the young sister's legs, trailing kisses upwards until she got to her inner thighs, "Mmm." She simply sighed, looking up at her sister, "You're such a good girl, Bal." She grabbed ahold of her hands, "I bet you deserve a special reward for being one."

Before Balenyra could reply, she suddenly gasped, feeling Athena's mouth against her folds, "Ah! F-fuck 'Thena." One of her hands moved towards her head, Athena finding her sweet spot. Her tongue lapped against her clit, Balenyra being a moaning mess.

Soon, Athena had wasted no time in pumping a finger inside her, hearing her sister's moans call her, "Athena, gods! Don't stop." Her head leaned back against the throne, holding onto to her sister's hand with such pleasure.

"Hmm," Athena hummed, looking up at her sister with her lips glistening from her sweet sister's taste, "You taste wonderful, ñuha jorrāelagon." My love.

Balenyra a breathy chuckle, "You feel good against me, sister." Athena smirked, before leaning in, her mouth connecting with Balenyra's. Their tongues danced together, they were both so distracted that they couldn't hear the throne doors open, someone had walked in on them.

"Mmm." The person hummed. The sisters stopped, looking over at who had walked in, it was the king, their husband.

"Oh, my king, we were just looking for you."

Aemond eyed his wives, enjoying the sweet view he saw of them, "It seems as though other plans were made, just look at the two of you." A smirk playing on his lips.

Athena chuckled lightly, "We're only having a bit of fun, you may join us if you wish, husband."

The Targaryen king had his arms behind his back, his steps moving closer towards the sisters, "Continue doing what you just did with your sweet, young sister, Athena. I wish to watch." Athena smirked, turning back to her sister, "Is this what you want, Bal?"

Balenyra nodded quickly, "Please continue, sister, your mouth against me fills me with pleasure." Soon, Athena had her mouth against her sister's folds once more, Balenyra's eyes rolling back as she moaned.

Aemond watched with such desire, seeing as Balenyra was becoming a mess as she was being undone by his other wife, her sister. The king could feel his cock harden at the sight, wanting in on the "fun" as Athena called it.

As the young women continued on with their desires, Aemond moved closer behind Athena, unbuckling his belt before pulling out his throbbing cock.

Athena felt the touch of her husband's fingers caressing her neck as her tongue continued lapping against Balenyra's folds.

Soon, she was moaning against her sister's elegant pussy, feeling Aemond's cock against her hole, thrusting inside her, "Gods, fuck."

He continued fucking her, his moans being music to his ears, he glanced at Athena, "Look at your sweet sister, dārilaros, trembling against my cock." Balenyra bit her lip, watching as her sister soon found herself rolling her head back, eyes rolling in the back of head, "Ah, my king, shit." She looked up at Aemond, his hand wrapped around her throat, "Sȳz riña." Good girl.

Athena continued moaning, Aemond glanced back at Balenyra, "My love, seat yourself on her lap, she can handle the both of us. I'm sure." His voice low and raspy. Balenyra quickly got up, seating herself in Athena's lap as her legs wrapped around her waist. The princess started grinding against her, her mouth hung open.

Aemond, the feeling of his cock still throbbing and thrusting itself against Athena, used his other hand to move Athena's face back to Balenyra, "Look at her, jorrāelagon, look at the how two of you tremble against each other. Fuck." The sight arousing him even more.

Athena opened her eyes, looking into her own sister's violet ones. She felt her sister move against her, moans shared between the two of them. Athena grabbed Balenyra's face, kissing her passionately, her hands moving down to grope her breasts.

"Sȳz riñi, ñuha dōna wives." Good girls, my such sweet wives.

Athena moaned into her sister's mouth, feeling her own climax as she came. Her head soon laid against Aemond's chest, her sweat glistening along with Balenyra's.

"You were both perfect today," Aemond took ahold of Athena's chin, his mouth against hers as they passionately kissed one another, "My sweet wives." He then grabbed ahold of Balenyra's face, kissing her passionately as well.

"Now, let us take ourselves back to our shared chambers, let us hold one another."

They did just that, their bare bodies against each other that same night.

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conqueror's reborn headcanons pt. II (sfw & nsfw).

pairing: aemond x balenyra x athena.

notes: a continuation of these headcanons, here.

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As soon as they the sisters were brought to King's Landing, a valyrian wedding was made for them and Aemond, it felt like the conqueror's all over again.

It had taken them a while for their love to blossom with their uncle, especially Athena, she and her sister were taken from their home, forced to accept the marriage between them and Aemond.

Balenyra got used to the King's affections, she was falling hard for him. Athena could see it.

At times, Athena had the urge to run a knife through Aemond's other eye, hoping to hear his screams of pain but, she just kept her distance, watching as her sister kept herself close with the king. She longed for her sister's touch again, hoping she'd get more from her.

Athena's affections for her uncle didn't go strong until she started seeing how soft he was with her sister, hoping to maybe feel that same affection.

She did. Once Aemond entered the chambers with Balenyra, he saw Athena in her nightgown, her long, black locks settling down her back. She was beauty to behold.

"Wife, you look astonishing tonight."

"I agree, sister, you look much like a beauty as always." Athena smiled at the compliments given to her."

Aemond came over to Athena, his fingers resting on her chin as she looked up at him, "You're perfect, 'Thena. You and Balenyra both, I am yours as you are mine."

That moment was one that made Athena realize how in love Aemond had been with her and Balenyra, that his affections were real for the two of them.

Aemond had come entering the chambers with a gift for Athena, a crow's egg.

"I saw it and, thought of you, I want you to have it, Ñuha jorrāelagon. my love." "Aemond, Thank you. I shall hold onto it until it hatches, let us hope for a sweet crow."

The three of them like to ride on dragonback, guiding their dragons to islands where it was just the three of them, relaxing in each other's arms.

Balenyra always loves being in the middle, her loves by her side.

The sisters occasionally run off into the lake while Aemond is in council meetings. They'll be splashing around in the lake, being affectionate and kissing each other all over.

Speaking Valyrian is part of the three's love language, as well as physical touch.

When the two sisters become pregnant, Aemond is all over them, being protective and making sure no one comes to harm.

It was never "Aemond loved this niece more than the other" Or "This sister was better than the other." No, it was always, "Aemond loved both very much, he was affectionate with them at all times."

Their love was a unique kind within Westeros, a king and his two niece-wives, all of them loving each other equally.

nsfw:

Top, bottom or switch? Athena is a switch however, she does like domming on occasion. Balenyra is a pillow princess, she enjoys Athena and Aemond domming and taking care of her.

Sometimes, Athena likes to sit Balenyra on the throne as she eats her out, holding her hand in hers. The only sounds in the room are the moans of pleasure.

Whenever Aemond is studying up on his philosophy, the sisters like to keep him distracted, unzipping his pants and kissing him all over before stroking his cock and pleasuring him.

When Balenyra became pregnant, Athena liked to be gentle with her, softly kissing her baby bump while scissoring her.

Aemond would come join in as well, kissing Balenyra all over while pumping his fingers in Athena.

Aemond likes fucking the two on the throne, them in his lap as they moan. It was beautiful sight to behold in front of his eyes.

Balenyra likes to clutch onto Athena as she's fucked by Aemond, while Athena kisses her all over from her forehead to her lips, caressing her skin and playing with her tits.

The sisters love holding onto each other's hands while being fucked by Aemond. If one of them naps or is too tired, they'll still find a way to hold each other's hands as Aemond fucks one of them.

Balenyra likes climbing on Athena's lap, distracting her by kissing along her neck if her sister isn't paying attention.

During council meetings, Aemond has Balenyra sit on his lap while fingering her, his hands rubbing along Athena's thighs as she drapes one leg over him.

Aemond definitely has a spit and breeding kink when it comes to them, whispering sweet nothings as he fucks his seed inside them. Commanding them to open their mouths as his spit makes contact with their tongues.

All-in-all, they have a pretty great sex life.

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i'm basically this fic's hot aunt btw big fat flex xxx

conqueror's reborn headcanons. (sfw)

pairing: aemond x balenyra x athena.

notes: hello! so, this is a whole new pairing between my OC, athena, and @themotherofhorses oc, balenyra. essentially, they're sisters who are paired with aemond and he claims them as his wives. they all have equal love for one another and are essentially visenya, aegon, and rhaenys reborn. enjoy these lovely headcanons of this pairing and hopefully you'll catch more of this pairing in the future.

also, I can't thank vic (@themotherofhorses) enough for bringing this pairing to my attention, I've fallen COMPLETELY IN LOVE with the idea of them. they're just so hot and powerful. also, most of these headcanons vic and I shared back and fourth so. thanks, vic! ❤️

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Their song(s)? Centuries - Fall Out Boy. Bloody Mary - Lady Gaga. Two of Hearts - Stacey Q. West Coast - Lana Del Rey. Howl - Florence + The Machine. Angel of Small Death and the Codeine Scene - Hozier. Voulez-Vous - Abba. Always Forever - The Cults.

For Reference: All three are the conqueror's reborn.

Aegon = Aemond: Commanding, Compelling and a formidable fighter.

Rhaenys = Balenyra: Kind-hearted, Graceful, Curious and Playful.

Visenya = Athena: Compelling Warrior, Passionate, Sensual but also Compassionate.

Aegon had decided to pass up the crown and give it to his younger brother, Aemond. That meant Aemond Targaryen was now king.

Athena and Balenyra were daughters of Rhaenyra Targaryen but had different fathers. Athena was born to Rhaenyra Targaryen and Harwin Strong while Balenyra was born to Rhaenyra Targaryen and Daemon Targaryen, the two were born two years apart with Athena being the oldest. Although, out of all the siblings, Jace is the oldest one.

While the sisters are close with their brothers, Jace and Luke, they're even more close with each other.

They loved dancing in Dragonstone, it was one of their favorite pastimes.

During their girlhood, the two sisters possessed a bond like no other. Of course, they had built their relationship off of trust, love and understanding however, their relationship became something more overtime.

Romantic feelings had ensued between the two, feelings that had grown overtime.

They would share cheek kisses, lay on one's shoulder, read to each other, confess how much the two loved one another, etc.

"I hope the two of us fly off on dragonback, we'll build a little future together, it'll be just us." The young Athena admitted to young Balenyra, she chuckled, "Let us hope, sweet sister."

The two almost always slept in the same bed as well, cuddling within each other's arms.

They each had their own dragon: Palo belonged to Athena while Daegon belonged to Balenyra.

Then, Aemond entered the picture. Ever since being a young boy, the one-eyed king had always endured feelings for the two sisters, his own nieces. Yet, he never once confessed as a child because he was dragonless and felt insecure.

"Who would fall in love with a dragonless prince?" The young prince thought, watching from afar as the sisters giggled under the Godswood together.

The the sisters would greet their uncle from time to time, noting that Aemond would have a dragon in time. They felt bad for him in some way, they could see how dull he looked whenever they passed by.

Things shifted between the three of them once Aemond lost his eye to Luke. They never saw each other until years later.

The once child-like girls were now beautiful, young princesses. Athena had become skillful in sword-fighting curtesy of her late father, Harwin Strong while Balenyra was still the same kind and sweet girl everyone adored.

Back in King's Landing, Aemond was twenty years of age and named king, soon to be crowned. It had been decades since he last saw his nieces, he wondered what they were up to now.

When news broke of their uncle being named king, Athena and Balenyra were shocked.

"Did you hear? They've named Uncle Aemond king. He's to be crowned soon." Balenyra exclaimed, looking at her older sister, "What?" Athena shook her head, "But Aegon was supp-" "Yeah, Aegon was supposed to be king but he gave it up and passed it on to Aemond."

Rhaenyra brought along her family to reunite with The Greens, bringing her daughters with her.

The sisters decided on exploring King's Landing, holding hands as they did so.

"It's different from King's Landing, no doubt." Athena spoke, "Indeed." Balenyra said before gasping, "Come, we must explore the castle!"

Later on, the blacks were gathered together for the Driftmark petition.

While the sisters stood next to eachother, their arms interlinked, their uncle watched, eyeing the two closely. They had grown into beautiful, young women, he couldn't take his eyes off them. He wanted them, both.

Moments later, Vaemond had questioned the legitimacy of Rhaenyra's children, including her sweet daughters.

As soon as Daemon, the man who stepped in as father for them, sliced the man's head off, Balenyra was clutching on to Athena's arm for dear life, her head against her chest.

Aemond had glanced at man's head before his gaze went back to the sisters, they were perfect. He'd always admired the relationship between the two, couldn't hurt to involve himself now would it?

As soon as proposals were brought to Aemond, he had refused them, he wanted his nieces, no one else.

"Perhaps it's best if we betrothed him to one of the Baratheon ladies, yes?" Otto spoke up, Alicent nodded turning to her son, "What say you, Aemond? We'll arrange for a meeting between you and-" But She was cut off by her son, "No. I refuse to be betrothed to anyone else but my nieces. I shall take them and claim them as my wives."

Aemond would then ride off to Dragonstone on Vhagar, coming face to face with Rhaenyra and her daughters.

"Your daughters shall surrender themselves to me, their new king, and I shall claim them as my wives."

Rhaenyra refused, she wouldn't dare let any of the greens touch her daughters, let alone the future king.

"They will not surrender, they are to stay here." She exclaimed, gritting her teeth.

"If they don't, sister, then a terrible fate shall come for them. We don't want that, do we?" He smirked.

As Balenyra clutched on to her sister, Athena watched the confrontation between her mother and uncle, before Rhaenyra could say another word, Athena interrupted.

"We'll go with you." Balenyra looked up at Athena in shock, so did her mother. Aemond smiled, "Very well, Vhagar is waiting for us. I suggest you give your mother a proper goodbye beforehand."

notes: a part II has been made, here.

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who's osferth???

the only exception.

summary: it started off with him being her boss, nothing more however, athena's feelings got the best of her and osferth became the only exception in her life.

pairing: osferth x athena. (modern)

warnings: 18+, minors dni. allusions to sex. workplace relationship dynamic. daddy issues. slight swearing. slight age gap. (athena is 21, osferth is 26) angst. fluff.

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The day was dark now, street lights were on as cars passed by the convenience store that Athena worked at, Wessex Goods. She had been working there for a while now, about 6 months.

While it wasn't the best job out there, it was one that helped pay the rent that was due. Athena lived in a trailer park, it felt nice and she didn't have to worry about nosey neighbors because the trailer park she lived in had the best people.

On Athena's first day as a cashier, she got to meet her boss, Osferth. He had shaggy hair, defined cheek bones and a sharp nose for days. His eyes were piercing blue and his smile could make anyone feel better. At first glance, the dynamic between Osferth and Athena was only a work related one, just an employee and her boss however, that all changed when the two became close.

She remembered one particular night in which he had comforted her after work, comfort that she was never used to having.

Athena was outside on the bench, her face covered in dry tears. She had gotten a voice message from her father, asking if he'd come visit her after ten whole years of leaving her behind. Why would he do that, just leave me behind only for him to want to see me after all these years?! She thought, her quiet sobs filling the air.

She couldn't hear the bell ring from the store doors as her sorrows distracted her, it was Osferth.

Osferth turned, seeing his employee looking sad and tired, he could see the streaks of dry tears on her face. Sighing, he came over and sat down next to her, "Hey, what's wrong, 'Thena?" Athena glanced at him for a moment before turning her head back down towards the ground, "it's...It's nothing you need to worry about, Osferth. Just some shit with life." She sniffled.

Osferth could see the pout forming on her lips, that miserable frown.

"What is this...shit you're dealing with?" He questioned.

Athena closed her eyes, a lump forming in her throat as she thought about her father once more, "I...It's my father, after ten whole years of leaving me behind he suddenly wishes to see me again. How the fuck does he have the audacity to..." She shook her head before tears starting forming once more, "I hate him so much, Os." Her sobs came out, Osferth watched, sympathizing with how Athena felt. He too had a father that never care for him.

"I just hope someone cares for me, someone that actually loves me." She told him, Osferth nodded, "I'm sure there is, you're deserving of love." She looked up at him, "Thanks, Os. I needed that."

Osferth smiled slightly, "C'mere." He opened up his arms and Athena immediately embraced him, her head on his chest as he rubbed her back softly, "It's okay, I'm here." Athena felt him kiss the top of her head, it felt nice, his lips were soft and gentle.

She wasn't used to this type of comfort and, for once, she finally got it.

Now, months later, the two are together and living in the comfort of each other's arms. Sure, at work, Osferth was her boss but, as soon as they went him, he was just Osferth.

The two were bare naked, laying in Athena's bed in her trailer home. Sweat had covered parts of their body after moments filled with pleasure and the sounds of each other's moans.

Osferth sat up on his side, looking down at Athena as he tucked some hair behind her ear, "What're you thinking about, 'Thena?" Athena smirked, playing with her fingers before replying, "You." Osferth's brows rose, "And how I'm feeling really good, happy. The most happy I've felt in a while." Osferth chuckled, kissing her forehead, "I'm happy as well, happy with you." He told her before embracing his lips with hers, passionately kissing her.

"Where's that polaroid camera of yours?" He questioned as he got out of bed, putting on some boxers, "Should be in my vanity drawer." Osferth walked over to her vanity before opening up the drawer and finding the camera.

Soon after, he came over and crawled in-between Athena's legs, pointing the lens directly at her, "What are you doing?" She questioned with a grin. Osferth looked up from the camera and into her eyes, "Taking a picture of you."

"Naked?"

"Yep! You look beautiful." He went back to the camera before a click went off, Athena's picture coming out. Taking in his hands, Osferth smiled, "Perfect." Before coming back over and wrapping an arm around Athena, polaroid camera still in hand.

"Let me see the camera." Osferth handed it over to Athena, still admiring the photo he took of his partner.

"Get in here, Os!" She exclaimed, Osferth immediately came over to her side, the two smiling softly as the camera went off. Athena could hear the photo coming out before grabbing it and admiring her and Osferth in the photo, "There, now we have photos of each other."

"Yeah, we do." Osferth looked down at Athena, his hand softly grabbing her chin as she looked up at him, "I love you, 'Thena."

"I love you too, Os." Before connecting her lips with his, her arms wrapping around his neck as the two went on to love on each other for the rest of the night.

They were each other's only exception, their love being with one another always.

notes: I'm soft for them, always. my babies. ❤️

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[aemondsladywife]

i'm also holding a sniper to osferth btw

sniped lovers: mind games.

summary: a game of cat and mouse is played between the sharpest saint and the little witch known as the waking nightmare. while osferth tries his best to snipe the witch, athena has other plans for him as she plays some mind games with the assassin.

pairing: assassin!osferth x mutant/witch!athena.

warnings: 18+, minors dni. (nothing super bad but, still) slight swearing. violence. usage of magic. slight torture.

notes: this drabble delves into the whole "enemies" scenario between osferth and athena before a relationship formed.

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Osferth had his sniper close, in position as he awaited the arrival of the "little witch", as he liked to call her.

He was given coordinates as to where she may be hiding, hoping to get to her while he could so he could finish up the mission. He was inside a dark building, on top of a balcony-like structure, his body hiding in the corner as he looked out from a window -like hole.

"Come on, little witch, I know you're here somewhere." He mumbled to himself, referring to Athena. His fingers came up to the cross necklace that he usually wore, "Give me some luck this time, will ya?"

What he didn't know was that, the little witch was already inside, she was clever about being discreet.

Her eyes were glowing a bright, violet color, her fingers swirling with purple wisps of magic. She went from one corner to another, looking up she could see the man who would try killing her

Meanwhile, Osferth still kept his eye out, keeping his breath steady as he looked into the scope, still no sign of her. Suddenly, a beeping was coming from the tech that showed Athena's coordinates, "Shit!" He whispered loudly, looking at the tablet next to him.

Osferth furrowed his brows, seeing that she was already nearby, "What? How?-Hmph!" Athena came behind him, shoving her elbow into his back, his body landing on the floor as a sharp and tense pain engulfed him,

"Ah, fuck!" He closed his eyes, groaning in pain before looking up to see the witch in front of him, "little witch!" His eyes widened, quickly moving grab the gun from behind his holster. Before he could even get a shot in, Athena used her magic to fly out from his hand, "Nice try, Os, can't get me that easily." She smirked.

"Oh, yeah? Your feet say otherwise." Athena furrowed her brows as she looked down towards her legs, like a fool. Soon after, Osferth quickly got out taser, shocking her feet.

"Ahh!" She groaned in pain, hunching in pain.

The assassin chuckled, "Not so easy, aye?" Athena could hear his footsteps coming from behind and yet, before he could even attempt doing something to her, Athena shoved his body with her elbows before turning around and using her magic on him, purple wisps coming to play with his mind.

"I think we should play some...mind games, Os." Osferth groaned, his hands coming to his head as he closed his eyes.

"You little witch, what'd you do?" He opened his eyes, she was gone. However, he was in a different area now, somewhere far from where he was before.

It looked familiar, a place he never wanted to find himself in again. It was the place where they tortured him, where they beat him until his strength came stronger to the point where he could endure the pain.

"Is this your 'clever' way of torturing me, little witch!?"

"Hello, Osferth." He stopped, he recognized that voice, that mean and raspy voice. The voice that put him through the torture.

Before he could turn around and confront that voice, though, he soon felt his body being pulled towards a suppressing machine, the same machine that killed his body.

"Soon, it'll be over, it'll only take a minute."

Osferth shook his head, "What? No, no! I don't need to suffer through this again," He could see a needle being brought to his neck, "Please, I've gone through enough, no!" The needle soon struck into his skin, his screams filling the room until...it was all over.

Osferth opened his eyes, finding himself back in the same building he once was in. He shook his head, his breathing heavy.

What he didn't know was that Athena was watching from one dark corner of the room, watching as he came back from his torturous nightmare. On one hand, she still saw him as the main enemy however, on the other? She felt...bad for him. She shouldn't feel this way towards him, he came to strike her down and kill her but, he wasn't her torturer. That was Weapon X.

Something came over her when she realized something between the two of them, they were just play things for the people responsible for their pain, the people responsible for the reckless hell they were put through.

She would've never guessed that the little witch, herself, could possibly relate to a man like Osferth, an assassin. The two had a lot more in common then they realized.

A witch and an assassin, just playthings.

notes: this came out a bit rushed but, I wanted to write some more "lore" of sorts for the little witch and the sniper. hope you enoyed!

taglist: @themotherofhorses, @aemondsladywife, @watercolorskyy, @tssf-imagines, @nika-sophie05, @arcielee

[aemondsladywife]

a love like that 🥹

had me kicking my legs and shit 😫😫

nothing's going to hurt you, baby.

summary: osferth has always been there for athena through all her tough times, especially during times when she feels down. but, one night, he's not there and she panics.

pairing: osferth x athena. (modern au)

warnings: 18+, minors dni. anxiety. anxiety attacks. mentions of depression. angst. fluff.

notes: this little fic is pretty personal for me, I thought I'd write it as a way of expressing how I relate to this, as I've dealt with what athena has dealt with before. it's like a relief of sorts.

if this isn't for you, you do not need to read this, that's perfectly fine. if you are here to read this, enjoy. :)

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Osferth and Athena were lucky to have each other, always being in each other's arms and comforting one another.

Depression hit hard for Athena, she started having it at a young age, around her teens. Her mother would come into her room, finding her crying tears and panicking while walking around her room. The feeling of having someone close to her gave her solace, comfort.

The moment she met Osferth, she knew he was the one. She had opened up to him about what she'd dealt with and how she's still learning to cope with it.

"I don't want you to think I'm some sappy mess," She looked at Osferth as the two sat on the couch, cuddling eachother, "It's just something so sudden that happens, sometimes I think I'm going crazy."

Osferth looked at her, his thumb caressing his partner's cheek, "No, I think it's great you're opening up to me about this," He saw that she was looking down at her fingers, fidgeting with them, "Hey, look at me." He took her chin lightly, making her look directly at him, "I'm always going to be here, alright? It's you and me, 'Thena. Just us." A small smile formed on Athena's face, "Okay, Os." Osferth gave her a soft, gentle kiss on her lips, "I love you."

"I love you, too." The two smiled as their foreheads touched, staying in each other's arms that night.

Athena huffed as she entered the door, she had a long day at work and needed to rest, reset her mind. It gloomy and rainy out, she needed to relax.

Taking off her coat, she hung it up before calling out, "Os, I'm home!" She shouted, no response came to her. Furrowing her eyebrows, she started walking around their home, looking for him.

"Os." She called out once more , still no answer. She figured, maybe he was in his office studying his religious work. Heading there, she knocked before opening the door, he wasn't there.

Suddenly, she starting picking at her nails, a habit she had when she got nervous. Maybe he's in the bedroom, she thought. Barging into the bedroom door, she looked around and yet, he still wasn't there. The next thing she decided to do was try and call him.

Turning on her phone, she looked for his name through her contacts and immediately pressed call.

"C'mon, Os, pick up." Her heart started beating fast, soon she heard his voice, "If you're not Athena, don't leave a message after the tone."

"Hi, Os, it's 'Thena, you're sweet 'Thena." Athena paced around back and fourth, tears starting to form, "I don't know where you are but, could you please come home? I really need you, please." A sad whimper came out from her voice, her lips trembling.

She tried calling back a few more times but still got nothing.

"No, no don't cry. Don't cry, Athena, you're fine." Athena sat on the couch, trying to stop her tears from falling but, it was no use. She broke, her cries filling the air, her sighs becoming huffs of over breathing, "Where are you, Os?" She cried out.

Suddenly, a thought crossed her mind, she was going to go look for him. Grabbing her coat, she quickly put on before grabbing her keys from the counter and heading outside, into the heavy rain. Cries of tears were still pouring out, she couldn't stop them. All she wanted was him, him only.

Getting inside her car, she inserted the keys into the ignition. Looking at the car mirror, she could see a mess of herself. She shook her head, starting up the car but she stopped, her breakdown forcing her from leaving me, "Please come home, Osferth. Please!" She cover her face with her hands, trembling until...it all stopped.

She could hear the sound of another car pull up, the lights blinding her car window. Looking up, she saw it was Osferth.

Quickly jumping out of the car, she ran over to the driver's side, knocking on her window. Osferth looked up, smiling at before seating the state she was in. He opened the car door suddenly before getting out, his hand coming up to hold her face, "Hey, hey what's wrong?"

"I thought you were gone, Os! I-I thought you may have gotten lost o-or died. I-"

"Shh, hey. I'm here, it's alright." He continued holding her face, caressing her cheeks and wiping away her sorrow tears, "I tried calling you but didn't answer, I just wanted to hear your voice."

Osferth closed his eyes, sighing, "I'm so sorry, Athena. I was actually trying to call you but, cellular service was gone and I didn't get the chance to hear your sweet voice."

Athena looked at him, trying to calm herself down, "I'm just glad you're back, I missed you so much, Os."

"I missed you, too." Athena smiled, her tears slowly stopping, "Can we go inside? I just want you in my arms."

Osferth chuckled lightly, "Yes, yes we can. I'd like that." The two brought their lips together, kissing one another passionately before entering the house.

For the rest of the night, the two just stayed in each other's arms with Osferth keeping her close to him as she whispered sweet nothings. Athena listened, feeling content in his arms.

He meant so much to her, he was her comfort, her everything. That's all that mattered, just her and him. Just them.

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[aemondsladywife]

thank you for the tag @annikin-im-panicin <3!!

favourite colour: yellow!!

last movie: rewatched little women for like the 502729th time

last series: i'm on episode one of the new szn of bridgerton but i haven't been able to watch anything bc of exams i THINK the last thing was world on fire but again rewatch

sweet, savour, or spicy: defo spicy my desi roots come through STRONG

craving: water its 1am and i cba to get out of bed

tea or coffee: err depends either masala chai or iced white mocha or black coffee w 11 sugars

currently working on: my assignments 💔

no pressure tags: @themotherofhorses @chainsawsangel / @devthlyangels <3

Thanks for the tag @ghostofskywalker!! ❤️❤️

favorite color: blue

last movie: The Dungeons and Dragons movie!!

last series: my thousandth rewatch of Agent Carter

sweet, savory, or spicy: sweet!

craving: honestly also sleep (catch me copying Tori lol), I’ve been exhausted for like a month straight now. Final semester of college life babyyyyy

tea or coffee: 110% coffee. Also like Tori, I am a die hard iced coffee girlie

currently working on: job applications lmao. But also fics for the @yearofcreation2023 and a Jack Thompson request I got recently!

no pressure tags: @bandshirts-andbooks @startrekkingaroundasgard @madame-fear @valkyriepirate @flowers-and-fichte

[aemondsladywife]

IM SMILING LIKE AN ABSOLUTE DICKHEAD NOW 🥹🥹🥹🥹

Does handmain!reader braid Aemond's hair? Does Aemond know how to braid his children's hair? PLS THE FLUFFFF

pairing: aemond targaryen x handmaid!reader

notes: DAD!AEMOND DAD!AEMOND DAD!AEMOND

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Three hours after sundown, his mother arrives at his doorway, carrying a reading lamp and two books of faith. “Would you like to sit and pray with me tonight, Aemond?” Alicent asks, but her voice soon trails off when she notices the hairbrush clutched in his hand and the twins at his knees. Both boys toy around with their tiny wooden stick swords, offering their grandmother two toothy little smiles.

“Oh, I see that you’re quite busy tonight…” she then adds, in a tone faint with teasing.

Aemond nods where he sits, gently combing out any tangles and snags in his son’s silver-pale hair. “Their mother easily puts me to shame, as she does with most things…” he mumbles, glancing sidelong at his other son, whose own shines like moonglow in a loose braid, “-but I do believe I’ve done a rather fine job with my boys.”   

Alicent hums. “Where might she be tonight? Did you dismiss her?”

Aemond gestures to his bed, where his handmaid lays fast asleep, cuddling around a pillow. As she slept, she had kicked off the blanket and sheets, and the pretty curve of her swollen belly limned in the soft glow from the hearth.

“The babe’s been stealing away most of her energy these past few days,” he tells Alicent, shaking his head. His fingers part the hair into three splits before looping the first over the second and tugging the third into the middle. “The maesters say the name day is nearing, perhaps in another fortnight.”

He refused any looks at his girl; otherwise, he’d drink in the lovely sight a bit too much like a drunken fool, and he’d prefer his mother not bearing witness to such.

Yet Alicent studies the sleeping handmaid, a shadow of a smile flickering across her lips. This time around, she had grown great with a girl, according to maesters and midwives alike, as well as Aemond himself. He had pined so much for a daughter of his own, frequenting the sept alongside her, to sink onto his knees and pray to the Mother for a baby girl, one blessed with her mother’s features.

She hopes her son receives his daughter. He deserves it that much.

“Would you like for me to tuck in the boys for the night?”

Aemond smiles. “Ah, if it would be no bother to you, mother. I’d appreciate it…I don’t wish to leave her, not when she’s like this…” but Alicent waves him away, kneeling before the boys. “I’ll have them choose a bedtime story, and they can tell me all about their day.” So he kisses his sons on the nose and forehead before whispering a fond goodnight, sending them away with their grandmother.

And as they leave, hand in hand with Alicent, their little braids bounce with every step. The sight gives him nothing but joy and pride.

The fire in the hearth was quickly burning down to embers, and he hadn’t intended to disturb his resting girl, but he couldn’t stop himself from climbing over her. Sweeter than lemon cakes and more beautiful than all the seasons. He rubs at her bump, where hopefully his daughter sleeps too, and kisses her bare shoulder- then her cheeks and lips- and kisses her again when she murmurs in her sleep.

“You’re all I’ll ever need and more,” he breathes, nestling his head against her breast. I love you. I love you. I love you.

At that, her eyes open, and she smiles, stroking his hair. “Tomorrow, I shall braid it,” she whispers.

But Aemond snatches her hand and lifts it to his lips. “No. I’ll braid your hair, my sweet girl,” he promises, kissing each of her fingers, nipping at the skin, “I need the practice anyways.”

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[aemondsladywife]

your sister... or your lover?

last of her bloodline: heavy in your arms.

summary: days after the two bind their love through marriage, athena and osferth find themselves on a hunt together. what follows is passionate between the two.

pairing: knight!osferth x targaryen/hightower!athena.

warnings: 18+, minors DNI. violence/killing of an animal. fluff. targaryen incest. angst. slight age gap. (athena is 21, osferth is 26) smut. p in v. fingering. (vaginal)

notes: this more so a filler chapter but, inspiration kicked in and I had to write this out. enjoy! :)

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The sun was shining above the fields, out in the distance were the giggles of children. While the sweet, innocent sounds filled the air, a woman was watching them with a smile stuck to her face. Next to her, stood a man, a knight specifically.

"I think she's going to be strong, young warrior." The knight commented as he looked down towards the woman, her hair braided on the side.

"Who?" She questioned.

"Melinoe. I've already found her near the swords a few times and she's always asking when she'll get the chance to "play" with them." He told her.

The woman laughed softly, "Perhaps she will become one, Os. Besides, she'll have a wonderful teacher."

"And is this teacher handsome?" The knight joked, gazing into the woman's violet eyes.

"Mm, maybe. Maybe he's more handsome than you, Osferth." She joked.

The knight, Osferth, shook his head, grinning, "That'd be unfortunate, I'm sure his lady is very pretty, perhaps she goes by Athena as well, a beautiful princess." Osferth crouched down to the woman's level, "Isn't that right, 'Thena?" He moved closer to the young princess's face, "Perhaps, Osferth." Osferth smiled before moving a hand against Athena's neck, bringing her mouth to his lips as the two kissed passionately.

"Ew, that's gross!" A child's voice spoke, starling the pair, "It's not gross, Melinoe. In fact, I find it cute. Mother and father are in love." The other child spoke up.

"You two have very different views on love, c'mere." The two children walked up to their parents, Melinoe sitting on Osferth's lap as Macaria sat on Athena's, "We show love with you, y'know."

"You do!" Macaria exclaimed proudly. Athena laughed, "See, even Macaria knows it, Melinoe."

"That's different, we're your children, of course you'll give us love."

"So, do you still find our love gross as well?"

Melinoe sat in silence for a moment before speaking up, "I think your love is special, mother. If it wasn't you and father, I'd find it odd."

Osferth looked up at Athena, shaking his head as he smiled at her, "Alright, then. Just know we love you both, immensely." Osferth pat Melinoe's head before kissing her cheek, "Your father's right, we love you so much, you're both so special."

The little family sat with each other for the rest of the day, giggling and smiling through each other's conversations, they were happy.

Athena awoke, her eyes blinking as she soon felt soft kisses going down her neck, an arm wrapped around her waist. Sighing, the young princess moved her head against the person's chest as they continued kissing her soft skin.

"If you keep doing that, Os, we may be stuck in bed forever." She joked.

"Mm," Osferth hummed, "That doesn't so bad, y'know. Trapping you in my arms as I make love to you, dōna mandia." sweet sister

Athena turned her body around, her violet eyes gazing into Osferth's blue ones. Her hand moved up to his cheek, caressing it, "Not a terrible idea at all, however, my mother would suspect, she doesn't even know of our marriage and neither does out father." She stated solemnly, a serious expression drawn to her face.

Osferth sighed, "Yet, we still managed to get married without them knowing and they don't know how I made you scream my name either." He smirked

"I'm serious," Athena playfully slapped Osferth's chest, "We'll be sure to tell them in time but, we must be subtle about each others affections when around others." Osferth only nodded, playing with Athena's fingers, "You're right, I understand."

"Good," Athena stated, "I was thinking, we should go a hunt soon, just us two." Osferth's brows rose, "I'll be sure to let mother know of this occasion, that you'll be accompanying on this journey."

"Why a hunt?"

Athena looked over his face, "I wish to explore outside King's Landing. Besides, I'll be out of the castle and away from all the dull politics. Wouldn't you agree?"

"You are prone to be outside King's Landing at all times," He joked, "I wouldn't mind a hunt between us two, either."

"Good," Athena moved her lips towards Osferth's, a light kiss shared between them, "Now, get out of my chambers while you can, I'll get ready and we can go." She joked, Osferth grinned before getting dressed and heading out. Soon after, Athena quickly found her riding gear before calling in Lysi to help her.

Afterwards, she made her way towards the council room, being sure to let her mother know of the news.

When she opened her chambers, Osferth, who already had his gear on, was waiting for her.

"Princess." He smirked, cheekily.

"Ser Osferth." After a moment, the two headed towards the council doors, Criston Cole standing in front of them, "Princess." He greeted Athena with a nod.

"Ser Criston, I wish to speak with my mother, that is unless she is busy at the moment."

"She is not, I'll be sure to let her know now." The chamber doors opened as Ser Criston presented Athena to her, "Your daughter, your grace." He spoke before leaving the two of them, as well as Osferth, alone. Otto was also there, standing next to the queen.

"'Thena," She looked at the gear she was wearing, "I assume you'll be riding today, yes?" She questioned, referring to her daughter's outfit.

Athena put her hands behind her back, her stance straight as she came closer to her mother, "I actually came here for a reason, I wanted to announce my plans to you for the day."

The queen quirked her brow, "And what are those plans, daughter?"

"I'll be going on a hunt, today. I thought it'd be nice to take a break from riding Palo and catch some food for later."

Alicent looked at her for a moment, glancing at her own father before turning back to Athena, "You're going on a hunt, today? Alone as well?! She asked, her voice rising a bit higher.

"You need not to worry, mother. I'll have Ser Osferth accompanying me." Ser Osferth stepped up, standing next to the princess, "It's true, you're grace. I'll be sure she's safe, protected at all times."

While Alicent was taking in the words of both her daughter and the knight who was sworn to her, Otto glanced between the two, "I trust you'll remain close with her, yes?" He questioned, emphasizing the word "close".

"He will, grandsire." Athena glanced at her grandfather, does he know about us? She thought to herself, he has been questioning her about the two of them as of late, she could only imagine the severe consequences this would bring if he did know.

Alicent came over to her daughter, a hand being brought up to her cheeks, "Just be safe, alright? And come back safely." Athena leaned into her mother's touch, "I will, mother. I'm not a child and, as I said, Ser Osferth will be there with me at all times." She felt the touch of her mother's lips against forehead, "I know."

"Promise she'll be back in one piece, Ser Osferth?"

"I promise, your grace. I assure you, I'll have her back." The queen nodded, "Good, you may go now. I'll be waiting."

"Thank you, mother." Athena exclaimed, before leaving with Ser Osferth by her side.

Once the doors closed, Otto spoke up, "I saw her back into her chambers late, last night."

Alicent turned to her father, "What?" She questioned, brows furrowed.

"Yes, she must've been out late again though, I'm sure Ser Osferth brought her back safely."

The queen pursed her lips, "Ser Osferth's a good man, I have no doubt. Viserys picked him for a reason."

Otto only hummed, still thinking about his granddaughter's relations with the knight.

The princess and her knight had soon got their horses from the stables and were now riding through the forest side by side.

"I don't mean to sound particularly...rude but, your grandfather seemed quite suspicious towards you, did he not?" Osferth asked, glancing at Athena.

Athena sighed, "He did, yes. I'm afraid he may or may not know about us. I know he cares about me, a lot but, he seems to carry rather "odd" behavior as of late."

Osferth only nodded as they continued riding for a few minutes before Osferth spoke, "I don't know if I said this already but, you looked beautiful that day." Athena shyly smiled as she looked ahead, "On what day?"

"You know the one, our wedding day. Ñuha hūra, ao jūndan gevie. Īlē lēda hen jaqiarza, dōna mandia."

My moon, you looked beautiful. You were full of radiance, sweet sister.

Athena felt herself getting warm, "Hae sia ao, jorrāelagon lēkia."

As were you, dear brother.

The two beamed at one another's words, their words proved that a love like theirs was a special kind. They understood each other deeply in a way no one else could.

The two continued on until they heard a snap up ahead. Athena looked quickly, that's when she saw it: A black stag looking right her.

Osferth glanced at the princess, "Careful now, stay quiet." Athena did just that as she carefully got off her horse. Taking out her dagger, she slowly started approaching it.

Osferth watched in admiration as his sister got closer and closer to the animal, "Shh, I'll be quick." Athena said, referring to the stag. Pausing, she looked the stag right in the eye, they were beautiful. However, as soon as the stag turned it's back on her, Athena went running towards it before slicing it's skin with her dagger, blood splattering her face and hands.

Not long after, Osferth came running towards her, stopping her from stabbing the poor animal even more, "Alright, alright, that's enough." He came behind her, pulling her away before taking her face in his hands, blood all over her, "Still beautiful." He told her, caressing her cheeks, "Let's go clean up." Osferth and Athena pulled up the stag together before putting it behind one of the horses.

Afterwards, they rode some more before they stopped near waterfall, "Ah, this should do." Athena hoped off her horse before taking in the beautiful up ahead, "It's gorgeous." She mumbled before turning Osferth, "Are you going to come in or not?" She chuckled. Soon, she was taking off all her gear, including what she wore underneath. Then, she was bare.

Once Osferth got off his horse, he heard a splash of water from within the lake, he saw Athena poke her head out from the water, she was smiling at him.

"Well? Come on, don't get me waiting!" She joked. Just her alone was enough for Osferth to listen. Soon enough, he found himself taking off his boots, armor and undergarments before he, himself, was also bare.

Afterwards, he swimming towards Athena, "Not too bad, is it?" She questioned him, coming closer, "Not at all, not when you're around." He told her, "Cheeky." Athena grinned, quickly pecking Osferth on the cheek before swimming away and making her towards the waterfall.

Soon, she was under the waterfall itself, taking in the feeling of it all. Osferth watched as she cleaned herself, from her face to her arms and shoulders. She looked ethereal.

As Athena washing herself up, she didn't have time to hear the sounds of Osferth approaching her before feeling his arms against her waist.

"Ñuha jorrāelagon." My love, he whispered softly in her ear before placing gentle kisses across her neck and down towards her shoulders.

"Mm," Athena hummed, heading laying against his chest. She could feel the soft touch of his hands move against her sides before they moved up towards her breasts, his soft, cold fingers pinching both nipples, "Os." She moaned out, "Shh, it's only me." Osferth told her. He continued feeling her up and down before he moved downwards towards her torso, "Please, Os." Athena pleaded with him.

"Mm, please what?" He asked, his voice raspy.

"Touch me, please?" She whimpered out.

He listened to her pleads, two of his fingers wandering her folds. Athena closed her eyes as Osferth soon inserted his fingers into her clit, "Fuck." Athena moaned out, her breath heaving.

"A princess using such a word as that? Quba riña." bad girl. He whispered in her ear, she could feel the touch of his cock against her he continued pleasuring her with his fingers, "Os, I need you, please?" She moaned, "I need you inside me, jorrāelagon." love

Looking up at him, she spoke, "Please?" Gently turning her towards him, he took her mouth against his, their tongues dancing against each other, "Is this what you want, dōna mandia?" sweet sister

Athena's violet eyes looked straight into his blue ones, "Yes, yes it is." She nodded. She soon felt Osferth's hands wrap themselves around her legs before he placed them around his waist. Athena gasped, her arms wrapping around Osferth's neck, their faces inches part. Osferth soon adjusted himself as he lined his cock up before he thrusted it inside her.

"Fuck, Osferth." She moaned out, her forehead against his, "Don't stop, please!" The two were in complete bliss when in each others arms and this moment of pleasure between them was no different, Athena could feel the heavy hands of Osferth's against her back as he continued thrusting his cock inside her, "Fuck, jurnegon rȳ nyke." look at me he commanded in valyrian, Athena opened her eyes as she stared into his, lovingly."

"Mm, you take me so well, dōna mandia." sweet sister

His nose nudged itself against hers, his breath heaving against her own, "I'm close, Os." Athena whimpered out before her head fell against his shoulders, her climax pouring out against him and soon he came as well.

Taking a moment to breath, Athena looked back up at him, chuckling as she brought her forehead against his once more, "Avy jorrāelan, lēkia." I love you, brother.

"Avy jorrāelan, mandia." I love you, sister.

The two beamed at each other before embracing in a loving, passionate kiss. The continued to stay in the water a while longer, their bodies warm against each other as they enjoyed the comfort of another that day.

Just the two of them, as if they were the only ones in the world.

notes: writing this chapter had me blushing and everything!

(take a sip every time osferth said 'sweet sister' in valyrian.)

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i literally forgot i wrote this oops im pretty sure i have a p2 lying around somewhere in my notes 😭😭😭

Until He Met Her

aemond targaryen x reader

author's note: i am SO sorry this is so late, i lost my phone which meant i lost this and i've been dying in deadlines but i hope you like it, i haven't written in years, feedback is appreciated <3

genre: slight angst, fluff at the end <3

aemond targaryen did not believe in love.

he saw the way his father treated his mother, the way his brother treats his wife. he knew very well that his marriage would be one of duty, to increase alliances and to produce heirs.

aemond targaryen did not believe he could be loved.

sure, his mother loved him, but that was it. it was the day that he lost his eye that consolidated his feelings. other than his mother, not a single person had defended him, not even his own father. he felt sorry for his future wife, having to live someone such a 'monster' like him.

that was until he met you.

it was his nephew's nameday celebrations or in aemond's eyes, another excuse for his brother to get drunk. the prince hated such celebrations like this. he found them rather pathetic, lords drowning themselves in their cups whilst the ladies entertain themselves with the latest gossip. however, aemond kept himself entertained with his observations and on his nephew's nameday, his observation was you.

you stuck out to him the moment you walked in. this was the first time he'd ever seen you, walking in with a smile plastered on your face, bursting with energy, greeting every single guest as if the celebration was your own. in all honesty? he found you bizarre. he found it bizarre how you insisted on acquanting yourself with every person in the room regardless of their birth. he found it bizarre as to how he can hear your loud laugh from the other side of the table. he even saw you talk to his stoic grandfather which caught him by surprise. he couldn't bring himself to admit it, but he was sliently waiting for you to approach him.

however, aemond's attention was diverted when he heard his name mentioned in the whispers of the lords and ladies, started by tyland lannister.

"how can the kings brother remain unwed? there must be something gravely wrong with him."

"he has one eye, is that not enough wrong with him."

"i heard that along with eye went his heart."

"which lady would want to lay with such a deformed creature?"

although the prince was used to such chatter and knew it was best to ignore and rise above, to remain unbothered, he still felt hurt. his missing eye always was and always will be his greatest insecurity.

"gods brother, you look like you've got something stuck up your backside no wonder why you've never danced with anyone other than mother." aemond rolled his eyes at the sound of his brothers voice, fighting the urge to put his fist in face.

"it is not that no lady wants to dance with me, i do not want to dance. whilst you fuck, drink and dance brother, i do your job." he replied with anger laced in his voice. aegon backed down, knowing better than to provoke his brother even further.

the music had changed which meant it was time for the dancing, which was also aemond's cue to leave. he never bothered to approach ladies, he could see the fear and disgust on their faces and would rather leave than face rejection.

"my lord Lannister, it has been a while are you keeping well?"

aemond felt slightly disappointed but not surprised by your approachal to the lannister lord. he had hoped you wouldn't mix with such people but then again, who didn't view him in such a way?

"my lady y/n, your beauty increases by the day, i would be a fool not to ask for this dance."

just as the prince was ready to leave, he heard,

"it is with great regret my lord i cannot accept your offer as i am to dance with another. my prince Aemond, may I have this dance?"

the prince was more than shocked. he concealed his feelings well enough but he couldn't help but feel confused. first, he was confused by you. you came in smiling with mountains of energy entertaining every single person now you came up to HIM and asked him for a dance? confused was an understatement. not only that, it wasn't normal for a lady to ask a prince for a dance nor was it normal for aemond to dance in such occasions with anyone other than his mother or sister. he was nervous, he could feel the all the eyes on him.

"with pleasure, my lady."

with that aemond took your hand and placed one hand on your waist and began to dance. he knew he was a good dancer, all the years of training meant he was swift on his feet but it still wasn't enough to stop his nerves.

"you seem tense, my prince?"

his one eye looked at you. he found you beautiful. he knew he was dancing with the most beautiful woman in the room. he strongly believed that you danced with him out of pity.

before he could replied you leaned in to his ear and whispered,

"take a look at tyland lannister for me my prince, i think his reaction might be enough to ail you."

he looked past your shoulder and right at the lannister lord who had an amusing mixture of jealousy, shock and confusion written accross his face to which both you and aemond couldn't help but laugh.

he visibly loosened up after that, which caught the attention of his mother and grandfather who shared a knowing look. after everything that happened with her own marriage, aegons and helaena's marriage and aemond's traumatic childhood, all alicent wanted was for aemond to be happy and loved.

aemond quickly spun you both around so aegon was in your eye line, who's face showed nothing but pure confusion.

"my lady, just behind me is my brother, the king, tell me what does he look like right now?"

"his grace seems rather perplexed my prince, but i think that may be due to all the ale."

you both made eye contact once again and couldn't help but laugh. whilst aemond was enjoying himself, the insecurities came creeping in. he couldn't understand why you would dance with him.

"tell me, my lady, why is that you dance with me?"

"is there any reason why i shouldn't dance with you my lord? is there something you are not telling me?" you reply amusingly

"do you not hear the whispers of the court? most ladies are repulsed by the sight of me." he said lightheartedly, but you could hear it was much more than a jest.

your squeeze his hand for a moment and hold it a little tighter. you knew the real story of prince aemond, and you couldn't help but have a soft spot for him.

"but of course i hear the whispers. but why should i take any heed? before me is a handsome, brave prince who rides the greatest dragon is westeros, why would i be repulsed? those who cower away and take heed to the gossip are at a great loss, they do not get to meet the prince aemond i have just encountered."

his gaze softens. he couldn't find an ounce of insincerity in your voice. he felt appreciated and at the very moment, the prince realised he had fallen for you. prince aemond targaryen, who had never truly known peace, finally felt it with you.

"my lady, i would like you to meet my mother."

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IM SWEATING

pairing: aemond targaryen x handmaid!reader

summary: the hour is beyond late. he should be abed, aemond knows, but he prefers having his pretty handmaid bent over his desk than sleeping.

warnings: smut. breeding kink. aemond might also have a handmaid!kink (and power kink too maybe??) and it's kinda lowkey hot.

notes: i had a thought in my head that went, "I bet aemond would totally refuse to have his handmaid's face touch his desk while he fucks her against it bc 'oh babygirl, the only wood you should be touching is mine'."

anyways, here is this short drabble inspired by that.

read the other handmaid!reader parts here

The hour is beyond late. He should be abed, Aemond knows, but he prefers having his pretty handmaid bent over his desk than sleeping.

A cup of honeyed wine, a few heated whispers, and several wet kisses had you putty in his hands. It’s left you a blubbering mess beneath him, pretty face tilted back against his as his hips slap against yours, a flood of soft moans and whimpers falling from your full lips.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers, kissing your ear. “So beautiful and all mine.”

Aemond leans his face down to kiss up and down your back, pausing to nibble at your shoulder. “You taste so delicious. I can dine on you for the rest of my days.”

You moan, arching your spine as you feel his fat cock deep within your belly. “Please…oh gods, please…” One of his hands circles around your breast, squeezing and rolling the nipple between his fingers, the skin bruised and swollen where his mouth had marked you. “I’ll soon have a child feeding from these tits.”

He hears the way your breath hitches and smirks. “Would you like that?”

“I’m not a wet nurse, my prince,” you say, shaking your head. “I don’t think I’d be a very good one.”

You’re so precious, he laughs to himself, still acting as if a clueless maiden when he has you warming his bed every night. Aemond tugs up your face to his, running his tongue across your jawline, enjoying the little shiver and goosebumps that prickle your skin. “You’re not a wet nurse when it’s your own babe, sweetling.”

“Oh….oh, my prince…”

His thumb brushes lightly against your plump lips. “Say my name,” he insists. He’s been trying to fuck it into you that he prefers you saying his name rather than his stupid title. “These lips were made for my name,” and he then stuffs his finger in your mouth, moaning as your tongue sucks on it, “gods be good, your mouth is as sweet and wet as your cunt.”

“Aemond…”

The prince wraps his arm around your breasts, quickening his thrusts. “Perhaps you believe I’m jesting, but I’ve fucked you so many times that I’m sure you’re with my child.” Your cunt tightens around him at his words, and you lean down to rest your head against the desk, your mind too dumbstruck by the pleasure. So wrong…so, so, so wrongs, gods… But Aemond is all too quick, slipping his hand underneath so that his palm cradles your face instead.

You’re too good to touch the wood, too sweet and pretty and all his to protect.

“My pretty girl.” His breath is heavy and hot, and his words are mumbled through a low growl, fanning across the back of your neck as he fucks into you from behind, hard and fast. His praises stir a fluttering sensation within your tummy, and you feel yourself readying to cum on his cock. Aemond feels his own release coming upon him, and reaches down to rub at your clit. Your body soon goes lax against his as he seeds you with a low groan.

For a moment, the bedchamber remains in cool silence, aside from the heavy pants.

Then Aemond twists you around, flattening his forehead against yours. His voice is soft, tender and loving as he kisses you, again and again, while mumbling against your lips, “I’ll keep you as my wife one day, my true bride.”  

“I don’t know…” you giggle. “Being your handmaid is a lot of fun.”

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so adorable my heart can't take it 🥹🫶🏼

soft alicent & lohb!athena headcanons.

notes: just some soft headcanons between our favorite mother/daughter duo. (yes, these are canon to the story because I said so)

series masterlist. || playlist.

First things first, their song(s) that describe the relationship between them: I Will Always Return by Bryan Adams (shout out to @themotherofhorses for that one), Safe & Sound by Taylor Swift, Thérèse by Maya Hawke, Running Up That Hill by Kate Bush and In This Shirt by The Irrepressibles.

When Athena was born, the only true targaryen feature she had were the violet eyes many targaryens possessed.

As she got older, people could see the similarities between her and the queen.

Like her mother, Athena was very much "fidgety" with her hands. If she was around, Alicent would hold her daughter's hand to comfort her.

The first time Alicent held her baby girl, she wouldn't let any one hold her for days.

She'd whisper sweet nothings to her daughter, softly telling her how much she adored her.

"Oh, my sweet little one. You'll grow up to be a pretty, young princess, yes, you will." She'd smile.

The queen had plenty of nicknames for Athena, such as: little moon, sweet one, sweetling, etc.

Forehead kisses were always a reoccurrence from her mother ever since Athena was a babe.

"Sweet one, I love you," The queen smiled at her daughter, holding her shoulders softly, "Be careful dragon-riding, alright?" She looked at her daughter once more before placing a kiss on her forehead."

Sometimes, during special occasions, the mother/daughter duo are always matching, especially with the color: green.

When it was first announced that Athena was pregnant with Ser Osferth's twins, Alicent, at first, had told her of the consequences that would arise with carrying a knight/half-brother's babies. However, that didn't stop her from being overjoyed by the news.

Athena had given birth to twins, she had called her mother over first before anyone. (other than Osferth)

"Mother, these are your grandchildren. This is Macaria," She pointed towards the babe on her left, "And this is Melinoe." She stated, pointing to the other babe on right. The queen grinned at the twins in front of her, "Macaria, Melinoe. Such beautiful names, daughter. They'll grow up to be perfect daughters, just like you little moon." Athena smiled at her mother's words, she was happy that her mother was happy.

Alicent couldn't get enough of her grandchildren, sometimes when Athena and Osferth were away for "special occasions", Alicent would always be the one to take them in. She'd read to them, walk them around the fields outside the palace, even take them to the stables if they desired it. Other than Lysi, Alicent was always with them when their parents had business to attend to.

She'd even join Athena and the twins whenever they were under the Weirwood tree.

Athena always came to her mother for comfort whenever she was down, Alicent always knew what to say.

"You are much stronger than you know, sweet one," Alicent exclaimed, holding onto her daughter in her arms, "Don't let those fools get to you, they don't know how special you are but, I do." Athena looked up at her mother, smiling, "I love you, mother." "I love you, too, 'Thena."

In the end, Athena was Alicent's true pride and joy, a daughter she'd come to love for eternity.

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