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Animal by Jim Yosef and RIELL is so Lucemond coded it's not even funny

It could go both ways tbh

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Animal by Jim Yosef and RIELL is so Lucemond coded it's not even funny

It could go both ways tbh

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That's my bad

That fateful day at Driftmark two very important things happened and only one thing changed the course of Daemons life.

The first thing that happened was Aemond, his nephew, lost his eye. Very gruesome. Very sad. Very bad. Moving on.

The second and most important thing to happen was the presentation of Rhaena, his youngest daughter, and Lucerys, his great nephew. The screams, the chaos, the anger, the fear and the bloodshed drove the two into early presentation.

Rhaena and Lucerys were Omega's. Not just any Omega's though.

Royal Omega's descended from the Targaryen and Valeryon bloodlines.

The last Omega royal in Westeros was Rhaenys Targaryen, beloved sister-wife of Aegon the conqueror.

So, when Daemon and Rhaenyra entered the hall the first thing the Alpha prime picked up on was the scent of distressed Omega's. Distressed children, their scents still had that milk and honey after tones most pups had and so he stood closer and released calming pheromones.

Not exactly something he uses a lot but if he had to do so to calm the little ones he would.

He first looked at his youngest daughter, crying and shaking but no longer hysterical within her grandmothers' arms. She smelled of Seabreeze, from her alpha mother, fire, from him, and exotic fruits. The ones that were always sweet. She glanced at him, and he gave her a nod of reassurance. She would be safe for he was here, and he would kill anyone who came close to her.

Once she looked away and had fully burrowed into her grandmother's side did, he look away and his nose led him to the second scent and oh wasn't that a surprise.

Sea salt, from Laenor, Fire, from Rhaenyra, and Citrus fruits. The boy was a Valeryon with Arryn colourings. How fitting that the Omega would take after his grandmother more than his mother.

Rhaenyra was stepping forward and talking, they were all talking, discussing the missing eye and the fight but Daemon did not care.

Could they not, see?

Could they not open their eyes and look at the two most important beings right in front of them?

Two Omega's!

Both born from Targaryen and Valeryon bloodlines! Both presented at the same time! This is what Daemon would call a sign from the God's!

Then it happened those words shot through his ears like an arrow.

"Ser Criston bring me the eye of Lucerys Valeryon!" Alicent said and before the knight could set foot near the young Prince, Daemon had drawn dark sister and run him through.

He put his sword through the man's abdomen and angled it up towards one of his lungs. As soon as it was pierced the hall fell silent and they listened to the Knights sick gurgling as he choked on his own blood.

Daemon watched the life drain from his eyes before he removed his sword. He used his shirt to remove the blood before sheathing the sword and looked up.

The hall had gone still and silent.

Alicent had gone for Viserys's dagger, and Rhaenyra, the she-dragon she was, was ready to defend her sons with her own body, Corlys had dragged Lucerys and Jacaerys behind him while the Driftmark soldiers surrounded them, Rhaenys had covered Baela and Rhaena's ears and eyes before she too was surrounded by guards.

Otto Hightower stepped forward to speak, most likely smooth over the fact that his daughter tried to hurt the heirs to the throne's son and the heir to Driftmark, but Daemon held his finger up, telling the man to hold his tongue.

He looked around him and could see the little ones peeking out from behind their protectors.

"It absolutely sickens me what is happening here," he started and as soon as Alicent went to yell at him he held his finger up to her as well.

"I feel for the boy who decided to claim a dragon, truly I do. My brother and I can attest that we have done the same bull-headed thing but what I do not sympathize with is his way of doing so. Syrax has laid another clutch, Rhaenyra had told me she wished to give one to Rhaena, my daughter was made aware. This boy took a dragon, commendable on his part, truly brave, but then he proceeded to gloat of it and call into question the legitimacy of his nephews, which could have them put to death. He spits fire and brimstone at them, and they are expected to take it. To make matters worse they fight, as all children do and when That boy, a boy of ten holds a rock over the heirs, heir prepared to bash his skull open, what did you expect to happen?!" Daemon seethed at the people around them.

It was still quiet.

He turned his attention to the youngest of his nephews.

"Who told you these vile rumours about your nephew?" Daemon asked.

His lone eye looked left to right before settling on a figure, "Aegon told me,” He said and Daemon saw Viserys grow angry.

"Aegon who told you these things and don't think of lying to me like your brother just did. I am not your father nor am I one of your guards, I will beat it out of you, I am a Prince as well."

Aegon looked around before finally meeting Daemons eyes and the older man could see the young man realizing it's not worth it.

"Mother and Grandsire told us that our nephews are bastards because of their hair and because none of them look like Ser Laenor," Aegon said and there flew the gasps and the whispers.

Daemon looked around before clearing his throat.

"Need I remind all of you that Aemma Arryn, our Good Queen who was taken too soon, had brown hair before it turned Targaryen white? Or that Rhaenys Valeryon, our Queen who never was, had her mother, Jocelyne Baratheon's brown hair before it turned Targaryen white? Both after they gave birth to their firstborns?" Daemon asked and once again the cogs were turning the dot's connecting and conclusions drawn.

"Now that it has all been cleared up, I would like to know why is it that when in danger the Princess is surrounded by the Driftmark guards, all of whom looked ready to kill should any harm come to her, and not by the Kings guard, those sworn to protect her?" That made Viserys pause before he looked around. The idea was planted.

"Now back to what I really wanted to discuss. You all stand in the presence of not one but two, newly presented royal Omega's. Rhaena and Lucerys have presented and all you can do is trade insults, spread rumours and try and kill each other. Show some decency for fuck's sake!" He yelled at them.

At least they had the decency to look ashamed.

He turned his back on them all before he held out his arms.

"Rhaena, Lucerys, come here," he beckoned them and before Lucerys left Corlys's side he nodded to the man. Telling him to ensure the Queen does not try running at Lucerys again.

The two Omega's stepped closer and Daemon scooped them up, one on each arm before he turned and faced Viserys and the rest of the court.

"Tonight, has been a long night and it has also been a tiring day. My daughters lost their mother, and my great nephews were attacked. I would like for us all to be dismissed and go back to bed so that we might continue this conversation tomorrow without having to worry about anyone running at children with swords," he did not give them time to respond, only turned around and walked out of the hall with the two Omega's in his arms and the other children following closely behind, even his nephews.

He led them to the nursery, where little Joffrey was sleeping soundly in his crib before he sat the two of them down on the blankets and pillows that were on the floor. The makeshift nest made for all the pups.

He tucked Rhaena and Luke in before he did the same to Baela, Jace, Heleana and her worm, for some reason, before he turned to Aegon.

Aemond would only be allowed to join them when the Measters were done with him but up until then he would stay within the measters chambers to recover.

Aegon looked as if he would rather be anywhere else.

Daemon approached him, he smelled of wine, he looked more sober now than ever and given tonight's events he most likely was.

He looked down on the young boy and he saw him squirm.

"You are an Alpha of house Targaryen. Younger brother to the next Queen. Pull yourself upright and start acting like it." Deamon ordered.

Aegon went to protest, all he ever did was protest, it seemed but Daemon cut him off.

"You might not realize it but these little ones behind me are your charges. As their older Uncle and brother, it is up to you to protect them and break up their fights when needed. You are their protector, and they do not need a drunk protector. They need their Uncle Aegon to be there for them."

Aegon's mouth fell open before he nodded his head and walked past Daemon towards the nest.

There were no discussions held the next morning for Laenor had "died". Daemon had no idea how it happened, but he was very certain that the corpse was not Laenor.

He and Rhaenyra married later that week, Corlys was against it at first but upon realizing that it would keep his granddaughters closer to him he insisted on officiating the wedding to ensure it was done right.

After the wedding, after Daemon and Rhaenyra bedding each other frequently it happened.

Daemon 'the rogue prince' Targaryen would be found at Dragonstone or Driftmark doing whatever Lucerys and Rhaena wanted.

If Rhaena wanted him to help her buy dresses he would do it. If Lucerys wanted him to take him flying, he would do it.

Daemon loved all the children equally and fully, but everyone agreed that the two Omega's had him wrapped around their pinkie fingers.

Most of the realm held the belief that Daemon would kill Rhaenyra's older boys to ensure his children sit the thrown but those were all snuffed out when the Princess and her brood attended a tourney in the Vale.

House Arryn were celebrating a marriage, and the entire realm was invited.

King Viserys, as weak, as tired and sick as he was, attended along with his second wife and their children.

Daemon, to the disappointment of everyone, refused to enter the tourney stating he had other things to do.

Rhaena, the sweet girl, was wrapped around her stepmothers middle the whole day and refused to let go of the Alpha woman for more than a few seconds, the Princess indulged her stepdaughter to no end and continued with her day as if nothing was amiss.

Then came the shock.

Daemon Targaryen was walking around the camps with nine name days old Lucerys, tucked safely within his arms, indulgently answering any questions the young Omega's asked him. Even going so far as to buy him whatever he wanted from the stalls.

It would be later in the tourney, the fifth day, that Deamon Targaryen would beat a Lannister Knight to death with his bare hands that the entire realm exhaled at the idea of the Rogue Prince killing any of Rhaenyra's boy's.

It is said that after consuming copious amounts of ale the Knight sat himself down next to Daemon and started talking like no other. It was only when the Knight started talking of Lucerys that the prince paid attention. The Knight spouted off and on about how the young Omega would make a good bargaining chip and that any Lord would be lucky to have his womb, then proceeded to say that the prince would have to find a good match for the boy unless he wants to be sat with a useless Omega son.

It was gruesome, to be sure, but everyone agreed then that Daemon would rather kill than sell any of Rhaenyra's boys off like cattle.

Then came the realms horror.

Daemon raised Rhaena and Lucerys to be every bit Targaryen as they were meant to. The two Omega's were considered to be the most spoiled to ever live, and some of the Omega's in Essos were given whatever they wanted for free.

Rhaena "The Bejewelled" Targaryen-Valeryon was named that because whenever one would see her, she would have jewels on. On her fingers, around her ankles, around her wrists, up her arms, around her neck and in her hair. A seamstress from Essos had been commissioned to make her a dress made from the finest jewels for the girls fourteenth name day. She only had the most expensive and lovely perfumes gifted to her and her grandfather even went as far as commissioning a ship in her name. The Jewelled Rhaena was best known for its reflection. Corlys has asked the boat builder to put only the best and brightest jewels into the mast.

Lucerys "The Pearl of Driftmark" Valeryon was named as such for his pale skin, resembling a pearl, his dragon Arrax, smaller than Syrax but somehow more spoiled than she, and all the pearls he had. Lucerys always wore pearls within his hair. His sword, something Omega's never wore for it took away from their beauty, had a hilt of pearls. The same Seamstress from Essos commissioned to make Rhaena's dress made Lucerys's dress shirts, tunics and pants. There was one pair of pants the entire realm adored. Tight black leather pants and on the outside seams, on each side, sewn into the fabric were some of the tiny but beautiful pearls ever found. Corlys, never one for small gestures, build a ship for his grandson as well. The Pale Pearl had big and small pearls encrusted into the ships wheel.

Both The Jewelled Rhaena and The Pale Pearl could always be seen traveling the same routes together and like all in the Valeryon fleet the sailors onboard the ship always held it up like a badge of honour.

Just like the two ships you could always find Rhaena and Lucerys together. Always busy with something important.

Spoiled to no end by their families the two Omega's have never been told no. Daemon Targaryen being the biggest supporter of such rule for his two Omegan children would indulge them even into his old age.

Lucerys and Rhaena had travelled all the Seven Kingdoms, something no one could say no to when they asked, they stayed with Lords and Ladies, dined with them, traded with them and even stolen a few hearts.

Out of all the Targaryen children, all who came before them really, they were given much more freedom and leeway, and the Realm loved and hated it.

For the two Omega Royals could smile so pretty, as they set ablaze an entire castle.

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Always have and there is no cure, I haven't even searched for one.

reblog if you're a sick individual who's attracted to women over 30

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When it comes to Omegaverse HoTD I don't think a lot of people realize the full potential of it.

Picture this:

Lucerys Velaryon is the first Omega born into the Targaryen line since the doom of Ol Valyria. He gets spoiled.

Rhaenyra has only the finest clothes made for him. Daemon will do anything his sweet Omegan son asks of him, even let the little Omega crawl into bed between the two Alpha's because he had a nightmare. Jace is overprotective. Joffrey is Daemons mini in regard to Luke. Rhaena and Baela love their precious little brother so much they would kill for him. Rhaenys would give into his demands, he doesn't even have to demand because the moment Luke wants something she'll give it to him. Corlys will bring him back only the finest pearls and jewels from his travels, the pearls get braded into his hair or sewed into his clothes, the same with the jewels.

So Lucerys gets what he wants, when he wants and if he's denied he has an army of people ready to demand he have it or else.

The whole Vaemond story still happens. Only difference is, Lucerys had asked Daemon and his grandsire not to kill him and instead send him to Grandsire Corlys so that he could deal with his little brother.

The Greens seethe at the fact that Luke doesn't even have to beg.

That night after the whole feast mishap Aemond corners Luke in his chambers and threatens to take his eye.

Lucerys goads his uncle because he was raised by Daemon 'Fuck around and Find out" Targaryen and in the end Aemond kisses him.

No love or passion. Just pure unadulterated rage.

Hate sex ensues, bc it's Lucemond what would you expect.

Aemond regrets it the next day. His repressed ass lashes out and says some very unsavory things, as one does.

Luke and his family leave Kings landing after that and the next time he and Aemond meet again is at Storms end.

Luke is there to deliver a message.

"I am not a dog your mother can just order around. At least King Aegon brings me a marriage pact. So, tell me boy. Which of my daughters will you marry?" Borros asked.

Lucerys looked at the girls. Three Betas and one Omega.

He looks at Aemond and feels his heartbeat quicken and then it stops at the reminder of that day.

'You are a whore just like your mother!'

'Wanton bastard!'

'You bewitched me! That is the only explanation for as to why I ended up in your bed between you whorish thighs!'

Such cruel words and he would swallow the now.

Lucerys looks at Lord Borros.

"Sadly, my Lord none of your daughters would be a suitable match for me as they are either Beta's or Omega. However, there are two Alpha's within this hall. Both of whom have a chance at my hand but only one is not betrothed at nor wed, my Lord," Lucerys said with a kind smile.

Lord Borros had his tongue paralyzed for but a moment before he asked, "What do you meen?"

Lucerys smiled as he could feel Aemonds anger radiating off him in waves.

"What I am saying is that even though I cannot marry your daughters I can still marry you. Think of it my Lord. Lord Borros Baratheon, Lord of the Stormlands and Lucerys Velaryon, Lord of the Tides and Heir to Driftmark. We'd make a handsome pair, wouldn't we?" He asked with a shy smile.

Hook. Line. Sinker.

Lord Borros agrees and two moons later Aegon II Targaryen bends the knee to his sister and Lord Borros marries Lucerys.

Even on his deathbed Borros never questions why his sons, Rhaegar, Rhaegor, Aenys, and Darke, and his daughters, Rhaella, Aemma, Lucera, Deanys, Daela, and Valeria have silver hair and purple eyes.

Nor does he question the closeness of his Omega bride Lucerys and his sworn shield Aemond.

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I think sometimes people forget that Daemon Targaryen, the Rogue Prince that he is, is still a loving father and at the end of the day he was the best at it because he had so much love to give to these itty bitty little gremlins and they loved him unconditionally so I my adhd brain came up with this stupid little tidbit(be well aware most of this is my personal headcannons and what I have seen from the series, I have not read the books)

My Son Too

After the events of blood and chease both the black and green factions called a ceasfire and it was impressed upon both sides by both sides that they needed to meet in a secure location on neutral ground.

Rhaynera Targeryan, daughter of Aemma Targaryen and Viserys Targaryen, had mounted her most loyal companion, Syrax, and flew to the island that was considered no mans land. It was too close to the Greens territory and the Blacks territorry for people to look at it and think, "I could probable live there."

Flanking the Queen was her heir, Jacaerys riding his dragon Vermax, and her Uncle-husband Daemon riding Caraxes.

Behind them flies two more riders, Moondancer with her rider Baela and her twin Rhaena and next to them fly's Meleys and ontop her poised and proud is Rhaenys Targaryen, the Queen who never was.

All of them wore the signature black and red of their house. A united front would be presented.

Corlys had sailed out a few days earlier to scout the island and get ready for their negotiations. In reality he was preparing for an attack from the greens faction.

"I wouldn't put it past the cunts!" He had bellowed when he made his plans known to them all.

The island came insight and just as they saw it they heard the roar of another dragon.

Aegon, mounted ontop of Sunfyre flanked by Aemond riding Vhagar, Daeron riding Tsiserion and behind them was Helaena riding Dreamfyre. There was a ship that did not have the Valeryon banner hoisted but instead a white tower with a flame atop it.

Otto Hightower had decided to show his face.

The dragons landed and each rider on the Blacks side had to ensure that none of their dragons treid ripping apart the Green factions.

Syrax and Caraxes looked ready to pounce on Vhagar, the old war dragon who took Arax from them.

If either of them had pounced the other dragons would follow in an attempt to avenge the youngest hatchling and his rider. Dragons were much smarter than most gave them credit for.

Sunfyre and Dreamfyre looked uncomfortable with the whole exchange and Vhagar was ready to throw hands if need be.

Ser Criston Cole, accompanied by sir Otto Hightower and his men crowded the Usurping Cunt, the One-eyed Kinslayer, and Rhaenyra's younger sister.

Alicent had positioned herself next to her daughter and had the girls hand in a death vice.

Corlys and his men, far more then the Hightowers brought, stood on the little hills and crowded around the rightfull Queen of the Seven Kingdoms.

They watched as a table was placed in the middle of the two parties with seven chairs on Rhaenyra's side and six chairs on the other.

"Let's discuss this like civil adults and try to come to terms that are agreable for both factions," Rhaenyra was the first to speak.

The air was still stiff but Helaena broke from her mothers grasp and moved forward to sit down.

Rhaenyra nodded at her, a silent apology if you will, but nothing could ever make the girl feel better, before her faction took their seats.

It took the Greens a few minutes to take their own before the discussions began.

"My father and yours has always upheld my claim to the Iron throne. Always stuck to his decision to make me Queen of the Seven Kingdoms. He declared me Heir when I was eight years old, and he had never changed his mind. Not when Aegon was born, not when I moved to Dragonstone and not even when he was dying so what is it that suddenly changed his mind? After years and years of never allowing someone to whisper to him that I as a woman should not be Queen suddenly the moment, he dies he declares Aegon King in the presence of the Queen and only the Queen," Rhaenyra started off.

Otto scowled at the girl.

"Your father," Alicent started off, "Told me that the prince that was promised was Aegon. In his last breath he told me that Aegon would be King," Alicent said.

"He only said the prince that was promised and not the next King so how can you be so sure? You took his words and twisted them to fit into your own narrative so that you and your cunt father could continue to stay in power," Daemon sneered.

Honestly the Rogue Prince could have said more and could have made his words harsher, but Rhaenyra had taken his hand and gave it a comforting squeeze.

"We did what we thought Viserys wanted. How were we supposed to interpret his last words as anything other than who rules after him," Otto said.

"Then why keep the news from us? Why only inform us after you had crowned Aegon? After you blocked off all exit from Kings Landing to ensure that no word reached me. How can any of that be justified or seen as anything but you doing what you knew to be wrong. You knew what my father meant and yet you still went ahead and usurped my throne as if it were your right," Rhaenyra said sternly.

Alicent looked away and Otto, the old cunt that he was continued to let his face sour like he had just eaten an entire bag of lemons.

It went quiet after that. Corlys's men were used to these things. They were all sailors and out on the sea they were equal to each other. The only one above them was their Captain. Driftmark ran as good as it did because Corlys never hid his words from them. More than half of his sailors were allowed into his council room whenever they pleased. They had opinions and Corlys let it be heard.

These knights from Kings Landing were uncomfortable because at the end of the day they were told what to do and they did so. They were never allowed into council meetings and had never witnessed these things. Ser Criston Cole was the only one who was privy to such things, and everyone knew it was only because he was fucking the Queen, but he was tight lipped about everything that was going on in there.

"You would have killed them," Alicent whispered.

"Who?"

"Aegon, Heleana, Aemond and Daeron. You would have killed them had you sat on the throne," Alicent said.

Rhaenyra looked at her like she had grown a second head.

"They are my brothers and my only sister, what makes you think I would kill my own family?" She asked the auburn-haired woman.

"Because you already did," Aegon mumbled out.

"Speak up, boy. So that we can all hear you," Daemon said.

"I said that you already did or was my son not part of your family?" Aegon asked.

Rhaenyra saw this coming she really did but she refused to stop it.

"Your son was not meant to die. Your brother was but no one here seems to focus their ire at him," Daemon said.

"You still would have killed family. How does that make your argument any better?" Aegon seethed.

"Because I would not be killing him for our blood ties, I would be killing him for killing my son."

"What son of yours did he kill Daemon?" Otto asked with a raised brow.

"Lucerys Valeryon. My son," Daemon said.

"Lucerys was not-"

"He was my son!" Daemon bellowed as he jumped to his feet and just like his rider Caraxes did the same.

It went quiet as soon as the Wyvern did so. Everyone waited with bated breath for Daemon to burn them all with dragon fire.

"I read him stories of old Valeria! I sang him lullabies! I taught him how to better handle Arrax! I taught him High Valerian when his Measter couldn't! I taught him how to hunt and how to be a gentleman! I held him after nightmares and lulled him to sleep every time he would wake up crying in fear that some monster was going to take him! He was my son! My son who was taken from me because someone eyed cunt was not satisfied with riding the biggest dragon which he stole while my wife's corpse was barely sunk into the ground!" Daemon seethed.

Aegon stood up and got into Deamon's face.

"What of my son?! He was just a boy, and your men snuck in and killed him! In front of his mother too!"

"That is the only thing I will apologize for but only to Heleana! Because at the end of the day she was their mother and you their King! She took care of them, and she loved them! You looked at your son and saw the heir who would carry on your legacy! I wanted Aemonds head on a pike for what he did to my son, but he wasn't there and the mercenaries I sent decided to kill her boy! I will not accept the ire you give me only your sister wife's because at the end of the day you lost and heir and she a son!" Daemon seethed into the boy's face.

"All of this because Lucerys was killed?" Alicent asked.

"Always! My son was sent as a messenger and your son chased him through the sky on his war dragon and didn't expect to see her react to it! Eight years ago, your son claimed the biggest dragon to ever exist, stole from my daughters the last memory of their mother and proceeded to gloat about it! When his ego was not stroked a fight broke out, insults where hurled and your son had my eldest on the ground ready to bash his head in with a rock! Lycerys protected his brother and took his uncle's eye! The same one who said that he had a dragon which was worth the eye! Eight years later he goes back on that and proceeds to kill my son! He was ripped from us and if you ask me what happened was more mercy than anyone else would have given you!"

"How is killing my son mercy?!" Aegon asked.

"Because at least you had a body to burry!"

It was like time itself stopped. Everything went silent and a cloud of darkness hung above everyone's shoulders.

Some of the men from Kings Landing couldn't help but have their jaws drop and their eyes widen.

The sailors sunk their heads in agreement. Lucerys was the little Lordling who would get greensick just thinking about sailing, but he tried every time. He learned all their names and committed them to memory and heart. He learned how to do everything on the ship, from tightening knots to steering it. He was sweet and kind and was always up to hear their old wives tales.

They had all seen him grow and flourish and the Rogue Prince was right, he had been snatched away from them without any of them being able to say goodbye.

"How do you know he is dead then?" Otto dared to ask.

"Because the pieced of Arrax we found and the only remaining piece of cloth that was his shirt had been ripped and bloodied. We had to bury only his clothes because we could find nothing else in the weeks after we found it. You lost an heir, and Heleana lost a son. I feel for you but we, we lost our boy. Rhaenyra lost her son. I lost my son. Jacaerys, Joffrey, Aegon, Viserys, Rheana, and Baela lost their brother. Corlys and Rhaenys lost their grandson. These men who surround us, who stand with us, lost the little boy they watched grow up. All because you started a war that could have been prevented had you just talked to us. Had you just listened to Viserys and not the snakes at the Keep," Daemon said and for the first time Helaena looked at her uncle and she could see it.

She could see the pain and the hurt in his eyes. The same pain she felt every time she had to walk through the red keep without her little boy by her side.

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I find it funny how I can prepare and make a three course meal but when I have to boil an egg I somehow burn the water, the stove catches on fire and somehow the egg's are still half raw.

Just funny to me.

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do me a solid and just reblog this saying what time it is where you are and what you’re thinking about in the tags.

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I love having lists of smut that I can read when I feel stabby

Hope you enjoy it.

hii idk if you did a rec list for this already but the best smut fics for lucemond? :3 can be kinks or a/b/o

Sorry, I took forever with this. Again, I'm trying not to overlap too much with previous rec lists, but it so happens that some of my favourite fics have amazing smut, so it happens.

As always, my tastes might not be your tastes but I tried for some variety:

Violent Delights by TheGlitteringDark: Aemond is mean af in this one. He's in love with Lucerys but the sex scenes are dirty and he can't seem to stop calling Luke a whore. The duality of man!

give you back to me by Anonymous: I can't believe this is rated M for mature audiences, folks. Aemond busts out some gems like I could be in your fuckin stomach right now and other varieties of totally un-pc dirty talk.

ñuhon by kokuhakutoasahi: only one sex scene so far but it was worth the wait, let me tell you. Smutty and long and loved up.

Anywhere Where He Is by middle_c: it's romantic sex, but every fluid is described in perfect detail. What do you expect, they're married and horny?

the beast you've made of me by MaidenMotherCrone: Aemond waited 20 chapters to dick down his nephew, which shows some admirable restraint from his end. The latest smut scene was amazzzing, nasty public sex with mouth spitting and spanking.

The Dragon and the Sea Serpent by Ann_arien: Might be worth it for this line alone - Luke is crooning. “You sweet, delicious beauty, where have you been all my life,” he flicks his tongue over the head of Aemond’s cock in a way that makes Aemond’s toes curl. “Mmmm, it’s very nice to finally eat you.”

life for life, eye for eye by justasussybitch: this fic has warning tags for each chapter and for good reason. Non-con, degradation, double penetration...it's a rough ride for Luke but a good time for the rest of us.

A Dish Best Served Cold by letslimbo: author edges you for 17 chapters, but let me tell you it's totally worth it. D/s but not super strictly enforced.

Luke Rivers AU by Unusual_Raccoon: This may be my fave explicit Lucemond piece. Not only because the general writing style is amazing and there is a great story alongside the actual sex, but it hits ALL the kinks I've ever wanted in my life.

For as many nights as we are able, I will use your mouth. By the time we arrive at our destination, your throat will take me as a sheath does a sword - without qualms.

Jesus Christ.

i want to be his by Hopey_Dopey: Professional Dom Aemond + perpetually cock drunk Lucerys = great success.

working up to it by Anonymous: Aemond's Big Dick problems.

Husband by RayByAnotherName: aww, he likes him.

Derailed by TheGlitteringDark: trans!Lucerys + pussy slapping.

First Snow by TheGlitteringDark: another banger one-shot.

biting off more than you can chew by thething1982: trans!Lucerys getting pussy slapped is a thing? apparently? A whole ass trend. (loves it)

the most jaded of appetites by litathesissy: Aemond and Luke, cucking Aegon is actually something that can be so personal?

Madness by Avonne: Luke with a tongue piercing has come up a few times in fic now and let me just say that it is incroyable.

Conquered by dragon_fucker (orphan_account): it's in the name, really.

Surrender to you by Silverslive: more spanking in Lucemond fic 2023!

We were always meant to burn together. by Anonymous: rimming+breeding kink. All the goods are here.

Good Morning by penumbra (BobosBizarreAdventures): morning sex, sweet, sweet morning sex.

You're Strong, Nephew by AlienCarnivore: sexy and graphic, and honestly kind of realistically painful first time sex.

 let me see you stripped down to the bone by Anonymous: necrophilia fic series. If you dare.

I think this list could be about three times longer, but I'll wrap it up here for now. Will do an updated one soon as the smut keeps coming in faster than I can read it.