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lore-cifer · 7 months
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Some headcanons for Naked in the garden lucemond au please ??! ☺️
hmmmmmm some random ones:
- lucemond have a son and in typical child of luke fashion he is very protective of luke.
- luke is not quite a ditz but he is very trusting and naive so aemond has to basically stand behind him like a looming grim reaper to make sure people back off.
- luke doesn’t know how to read
- aemond is constantly worried someone is gonna kidnap luke cuz luke is his sole “weakness” and he’s paranoid
- aemond’s family cannot stand luke and 100% view him as a liability but can’t do anything about it cuz aemond is a loose cannon
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lore-cifer · 7 months
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sketch/wip of the kids while i fight art block
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lore-cifer · 8 months
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update on lucerys and his honey bun sugar plum
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lore-cifer · 8 months
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the targaryen queens (and also bloodraven)
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lore-cifer · 9 months
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do aemond and luke dance together? cause we've talked about how aemond would join tourneys because of luke... so if there are celebrations, i can imagine luke dancing with their children and other lords would ask to dance with him. aemond go all nope, i'm the only one luke's going to dance with the whole night.
i think lucemond would be very embarrassed to dance with each other in public so they try and stick with their kids/family but then they inevitably get drawn together (read: saera and naerys) and when they do clumsily dance, they end up getting really into it. one of those “no one in the world but you” situations. then when the music stops and the snap out of it, they are both super embarrassed
and aemond would most definitely be promoted to dance with luke if anyone else not specifically from their family tried to dance with him. aemond probably barks at alyn hull for even looking at luke lol
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lore-cifer · 9 months
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she-wolf and her pup
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lore-cifer · 9 months
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a messenger from dragonstone has arrived
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lore-cifer · 9 months
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pearl of driftmark outfit inspiration
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lore-cifer · 10 months
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lucerys and arrax piece i did a few months back :)
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lore-cifer · 10 months
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modern lucemond fam wip sketch.
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lore-cifer · 10 months
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Aerys wins the rebellion and celebrates by ravaging Lucerys on the iron throne in front of the captured defeated lords of the rebellion?
Ooh, Anon 🤤. This one, this one got me. NSFW ficlet under the cut. Warnings; cousin incest, public sex, intersex velaryons, vaginal sex, clit slapping, overstimulation, blood play, biting
to call it a victory, would be unjust. the rebellion had been crushed. Lords that had been guilty of treason against their king had been gathered in the throne room. the likes of houses baratheon, stark, tully and lannister were knelt upon the ground, bound. the remaining complement of his kingsguard had secured the room, among them, his white bull - Gerold Hightower.
despite the efforts of children playing at war - for a northern girl, no less - a Targaryen king still sat the iron throne... a king and his consort.
"wider," Aerys growled against sweat-dampened white curls. his teeth caught upon the tender flesh of his cousin's neck with a starved sound, the taste of iron bursting across his tongue. Lucerys' trousers adorned the throne room floor, pale white thighs are exposed, wet with nectar, spread wide - though not wide enough.
"let them see," he commanded, his hips ground higher into the warm embrace of his cousin's quim - stretched around him.
Lucerys' head sank back, indolent, against Aerys's shoulder.
obediently, willowy legs were thrust as far as his throne might permit, mewling as streaks of crimson spilled in spidery rivulets down the pale flesh. he sucked more readily from the wounds upon the curve of Lucerys' neck, smiling with red-stained teeth at their captive audience. higher and harder he sought release in his cousin's quim. Lucerys bounced in his lap, cooing delicious sounds that hung thick in the air and dripped syrupy from the walls.
his hips rose off the throne in a heedless, savage rhythm. the wet clap of skin on skin, tacky with blood, echoed through the throne room.
his cousin toyed with his pretty little cock, tugged it between his thumb and forefinger as Aerys filled him. his delicate jaw was adorned with pearls of stray, delighted tears.
Rhaegar had fallen in battle. and so too had his legacy been pruned.
he should've been wed to Monford - not some dornish whore, Aerys thought with spite. Lucerys keened a beautiful sound where Aerys struck the aching bud above his quim, his thighs trembled, fresh blood dripping down to bird-boned ankles.
he was without a son, without an heir.
Rhaella had fled to dragonstone following young Viserys' death when kings landing had fallen under an ultimately failed siege, and had remained there with half of the Velaryon fleet and a newborn babe. a girl.
the royalist force, while eventually victorious, had sustained losses in this war. to remain victorious they needed to grow once more, to shore up their succession, multiply, and return their blood - the blood of old Valyria - to glory.
let their enemies bear witness.
"sons," he panted against Lucerys' nape, "you will give me sons."
his cousin babbled, round rear thrust back against Aerys' thighs. quim clenching, in view for all to see.
"pure Valyrian sons."
"ah! - yes, yesss, my king."
"and they shall give each other sons," Aerys panted as Lucerys yowled, the slick walls of his dripping quim were drawn claustrophobically tight around the girth of the king's cock.
Aerys hissed between blood-stained teeth. he witnessed the way bound men squirmed in shame and disgust...and several in arousal.
Lucerys' peak was upon him with a cry, shattering in Aerys' lap, dripping sweat, blood, tears, and come. his stones tensed, swollen and aching, and ripe with generations to come. a new legacy.
Aerys rubbed a clawed hand at the flat plane of Lucerys' stomach, splitting the soft flesh with sharp nails, thin cherry red blood smeared between them; Lucerys whimpered a weak little moan. he snarled, hips pumping in a slow, deep pace as bloated his consort's womb with the future of their house.
Lucerys trembled, dripping seed. Aerys slapped at his aching bud once more, rubbing a few rough circles into the slick flesh until his cousin wept and shivered through a second release.
none in their captive audience appeared more repulsed than his old friend...Tywin Lannister.
he summoned forth his pyromancer with a snap of his fingers, a large narrow-mouth glass flask in his grasp. the contents sloshed viscous, and noxious and green.
"Ser Gerold," Aerys panted, rubbing an idle hand across the swell of Lucerys' belly. his pretty, little cousin mewled a quiet sound as the knight stood before them.
"bring me your traitor brother-in-arms, Jaime Lannister."
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lore-cifer · 10 months
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lucemond au Twilight
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lore-cifer · 10 months
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miniature portrait of prince lucerys velaryon. commissioned for personal use by his husband, prince aemond targaryen, lord of summerhall.
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lore-cifer · 11 months
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i like making misty dream aemond old and sad for some reason. he gets to live a long life with a love he never imagined he’d ever get to have. when luke passes before him, his daughters have to hold him steady and his sons preside over the funeral arrangements because aemond feels like his world has collapsed on itself. the moment lucerys body is burned with dragon fire, aemond’s eldest daughter keeps a firm grip on his elbow to make sure he doesn’t try to join her muña on the pyre. from that point onward, a silent countdown begins for when the old lord of summerhall finally dies because everyone knows that without luke, aemond won’t live on much longer.
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lore-cifer · 11 months
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stay-at-home dadmond
(not pictured: luke coming home and finding him passed out on the couch while the kids draw on his face with permanent marker)
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lore-cifer · 1 year
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You should know that someone is stirring problems with your art and the latest installments in gilded lilies. You should know in case you get bombarded with hate comments https://twitter.com/litathesissy/status/1672795383196418049?t=uZjfGFALpfuXW_l9DkkmMA&s=19
i drafted this entire thing and then my app refreshed so bear with me 😭 i’m also at dinner with my fam but wanted to say something
1. the art: referencing older artists like claude monet isn’t uncommon (at least in the art circles i’ve ran it) but in hindsight i understand that wasn’t the best choice to do without explicitly stating i did so so i take 100% accountability for that. i honestly wasn’t giving it much thought just because that drawing specifically, i worked on-forgot about-and then saw in my files and was like “hey lemme post that”. if you want insight into how i drew it, i side by sided my canvas and reference and then overlay after doing the sketch to correct the funkiness. i will definitely add an edit stating i referenced it.
2. the fic: another author reached out to me earlier regarding this this morning and we discussed it in private but i think it best to just say something here: the similarities in the specific scene are a complete coincidence. i have had aenys presenting and going feral as a result of luke planned for a while bc i’ve known i wanted aenys to be an alpha since the start. the specific “i’m his mother” “i’m your uncle” was meant to both be kinda hot but also show how different luke and aemond’s mindsets are towards their kids. luke tunnel visions whereas aemond recognizes their natures. i have discussed the aenys-aemond-luke dynamic pretty extensively elsewhere (bc i wanna keep nsfw off here), but there is a through line in my fics that aenys is a protective mamas boy and aemond is jealous of that. as for the setting, i frequently use the training yards in my fics when i want public displays to happen (and the nursery in private). i can only say that the similarities where not at all intentional.
3. as for the specific fic, i have read it in the past but in all honesty, i never retain specific scenes in fics. this isn’t bc an authors works are not being memorable, simply that i struggle to retain info beyond my hyperfixations bc my adhd. this is why i struggle to rec fics when asked. i’ve had numerous scrapped fics bc as i worked on them, something similar popped up and i didn’t wanna create that overlap. i genuinely did not even think about the other fic while writing mine. i went into it wanting to write heat sex but also wanted to build on the world of gilded lilies by giving some info on what the kids are up to as they are older
if the other author would like me to add a note in my fic regarding the similarities, i would be happy to discuss it with them as i don’t want to do it without their permission bc i haven’t seen anything from them and don’t want to involve them if they do not want to be.
to kinda conclude, the similarities were not at all intentional. the ideas in this fic for that scene was mostly based on things i’ve already messed around with and constant rambling with others in discord. as for the art, i once again take accountability for that and apologize for being so careless with it.
also: please do not harass anyone. i want to believe no one will but i just want to say that bc i’ve seen drama unfold before in past fandoms and want to avoid exposing people to that.
lemme know if y’all want me to expand upon anything else :)
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lore-cifer · 1 year
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dadmond and his favorite babies for father’s day
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