#Helaena Targaryen drabble

[officialaemondtargaryen]

Fall In Love With A Girl

❝she'll make you feel like the world is on your shoulder.❞

Summary: What can go wrong, will go wrong. That is until you meet the most beautiful woman you've ever seen and her brother's puppy.

Pairing: Modern Helaena Targaryen x Reader

Word Count: ~3.3k

Author’s Note: This is a re-write of an old fic of mine. I'm in my re-writing era and this is Megan's Version. I felt like this would be the perfect time to remind everyone that I love women.

Warnings: language, fluff, women loving women (if you are against this unfollow me?)

There were certain rules to being a veterinary technician.

Number one, waterproof mascara and eyeliner always; you’ll never get used to those abuse cases or having to hold someone’s hand as they say goodbye to their beloved pet. Number two, carry a lint roller on you at all times; it’s best to get the pocket-sized one, because both dogs and cats shed a lot! Especially Bella the Saint Bernard who was due for her yearly check up today. Number three, iron your scrubs! And it’s probably best to keep an extra pair in your car, because it’s more likely than not that you’ll end up getting peed on by someone’s over-excited pup.

Even though you knew these rules by heart and you followed them every single day of your work life, today was an exception. It was just one of those days that absolutely nothing- no matter how hard you tried- was going right. You were covered in fluffy cat hairs, Mrs. Comier’s Jack Russell, Hankie, peed on your leg twice, and you had run out of waterproof mascara. So, when Mr. Langley brought in his thirteen year old Labrador to put her down, he cried and so you cried, and in the end you looked like the raccoon that liked to sneak into the office dumpsters at closing hoping to find some cat food.

Today just wasn’t your day.

It was fifteen minutes until closing time, and you could feel the excitement and exhaustion in your bones. You were desperate for rest, to go home and take a shower, crawl in bed and watch terribly written romantic comedies on Netflix until you passed out. If only you could snap your fingers and make those last few minutes fly by, but that was impossible and unfortunately manipulating time wasn’t a superpower you had acquired yet, so instead you swept and mopped the floors for the sixth time that day.

And that was when you heard it. 

The tiny bell over the door chimed, signaling that a customer had just walked in and you could hear the pitter-patter of doggie feet on the linoleum floors. As far as you knew, there weren’t any more customers scheduled for the day; the last appointment was over thirty minutes ago and they were a no-show. From your spot in the back hallway, you could hear your coworker, talking to the patient and before you knew it, she was charging through the back door. You took one look at her, knowing what her question would be before she even opened her mouth. That shit-eating-grin was always plastered on her face when she wanted something. 

“No,” you said as you swept the dirt into the dustpan.

“Come on, bestie,” she whined. “I really need to get out of here on time tonight! It’s just a simple check-up and she seems really nice! Please will you take them?” 

Not wanting to argue or cause an issue, you sighed, exhaling every ounce of oxygen in your lungs before finally giving in. She was practically beaming with excitement as your shoulders slumped, eyes rolling back as you sat the broom down. 

“Oh, my God! Thank you so much! I owe you, big time,” she went to hug you but you stepped to the side, avoiding her embrace at all costs. 

You simply nod at your coworker as you try to dust some of the cat hairs from your scrubs. It was no use, and you knew that, but still, you at least tried to look more professional. After the day you’ve had, you should have known that clocking out on time was just too good to be true, but you still put a smile on your face as you walked up to the front desk. One day you’d cash in on all of the times she owed you for, but today wasn’t that day. Everything that could have gone wrong today had already gone wrong, and at this point you were only giving in to her for the plot. What else could possibly happen? 

When you got to the front desk, you looked over the counter to see the customer on one knee as she played with the tiny puppy; rubbing its belly and tickling its sides. 

“How can I help you?” You asked with that fake customer service voice.

The young woman turned around and looked up at you, flashing one of the most brilliant smiles you had ever seen, and you could have sworn that a chorus of angels were singing in the background– or maybe it was just the classical music on the radio that your boss liked to play, who knows? She was absolutely stunning though, with her pale blonde hair and striking lavender eyes. 

“Hey, uh- I had an appointment for this little guy,” she replied with a soft smile as she moved to stand.

“Okay,” you nodded, trying to remember to breathe. You could smell her perfume as she took a step up to the counter. “What’s this little guy’s name?” 

“His name is Sunfyre.”

“Oh,” you realized that this was that no-show appointment that should have been here thirty minutes ago. It was then that you looked right past her good looks and lilac scented perfume and let the irritation settle back in. “You’re Mr. Targaryen? You had an appointment with us at 5:00.”

The woman rubbed a hand on the back of her neck and gave you a sheepish smile.

“Not Mr. Targaryen, that’s my brother. I’m Helaena,” then she lets out a sigh. “He’s out of town and forgot to mention that I needed to be here until ten minutes before I was supposed to be here and then there was traffic, and I’m really sorry that I’m late. I hope I can still get him in, I mean, if that’s okay. If it’s too late then I’ll just make another appointment, I guess”

Your eyes widened as she rambled on and then you smiled at her. If it were anyone else, you probably would have told them to make another appointment and kick rocks. But this girl was just so gorgeous and her smile was just so beautiful, and your hopes of getting home on time were already sacked, so you led her back to the exam room and told her that it was no problem.

“Hopefully this doesn’t take too long,” she mentioned as she picked Sunfyre up and sat him on the table. 

Wait, was she actually rushing you?

“I’ve got this stupid thing I’m supposed to go to tonight,” she continued as you checked the puppy’s weight.

She really was rushing you.

“It’s a blind date that Aegon, uh-”

Before she could say ‘Mr. Targaryen’, you nodded your head to let her know that you understood who she was talking about. 

“Yeah,” Helaena kept on, not really caring that you weren’t really listening. “He set it up and I’m just nervous. I’ve never really been on a date- well, I’ve been on dates, but never a blind one. With the way this day has been going, he’ll probably end up being an alien with six eyes.”

“I know how you feel,” you mumbled under your breath.

“What’s that?” She asked.

“Oh, I just agreed with you,” you replied, not really wanting to go into details about your day with a girl who was about to go on a blind date and probably fall in love with someone that wasn’t the vet tech with a piss stain on her leg. Besides, her blind date was with a man which meant your chances were pretty much shot. “About the way this day has been going.”

“You’ve had a bad day, too?”

“I’m going to let Dr. Strong know you’re ready and we’ll try to get you out of here as soon as possible,” you say, ignoring her question. 

“Oh, okay. Thanks,” she replied as you shuffled out of the exam room.

Your boss looked up at you from his desk and raised his eyebrows underneath his glasses. You said nothing and only dropped the puppy’s chart on his desk with a thud, before turning back around and heading into the back hallway. You could hear that Helaena girl sweet talking the pup from behind the door and your expression softened for a moment. But that was only until you glanced at the clock and saw that it was well past closing time, and you should’ve been walking through your front door right now; maneuvering out of your bra and kicking off your non-slip, worn out tennis shoes. Your frown came right back as you looked over the front desk, making sure everything was in order before your boss eventually called you in for an extra hand. 

You sighed as you saw that your coworker had bailed on stamping the outgoing bill statements, a job which was tedious and tiring, and usually ended in cramped hands and sticky fingertips. With a soft groan, you sat down, flexing your toes in your shoes and tried to quickly stamp as many envelopes as you could.

“Hey, kiddo,” Dr. Strong called from somewhere within the office. “Can you lend me a hand for a moment?”

You stood up and tossed the envelopes in the mailing bin before heading towards the back hallway. 

“What’s up, doc?” You asked with a forced grin as you tried to lighten the mood. Your boss, Harwin, had been under constant stress ever since his partner veterinarian, Dr. Tully, quit the practice to focus on his family. 

“Can you draw me up 1cc of Nobivac?” He asked as he scribbled something down in the chart in front of him. “And I’m going to need you in the room when I administer it, there’s a note in the little guy’s chart that says he’s not very good with shots.”

“Yes, sir,” you replied as you pulled the keys to the medical cabinet out of the front pocket of your scrubs.

Helaena smiled at you when you entered the exam room once again. The puppy in her hands jumped in your direction, tail wagging from side to side as he whined for attention. “I think he likes you,” the girl commented as she tried to hold the puppy back. 

“That’s nice,” you replied with a soft smile, not really wanting to make small talk with Ms. I-Have-A-Blind-Date-Can-You-Hurry-Up. “But he’s probably not going to like me very much after getting poked.”

“Probably not,” Helaena laughed. You couldn’t help but feel a little light-headed at the sight of her smile, despite your tough facade. The sound of her laugh was just as attractive, if not more so. “But who knows, maybe he’ll forgive you.”

Dr. Strong stepped into the room, cutting your conversation short to begin his own spiel; informing Sunfyre’s short term owner of the possible side effects of the rabies vaccine, and also why it is important to have one. Information that, hopefully, Helaena would pass on to the absent Mr. Targaryen.

While your boss prepped the puppy for his first rabies shot, your job was to try and distract the little guy as much as possible and to keep him comfortable, of course. Helaena stood off to the side, letting the two of you work your magic, and within seconds- without even so much as a yelp- the procedure was finished and Sunfyre’s tail was still wagging. 

“All done,” you cooed, placing a kiss on the puppy’s wet nose. 

“Looks like he still likes you,” Helaena said as she hooked Sunfyre’s leash back to his collar. “I had a feeling he would.”

You went to say something, but Dr. Strong got there first, sticking his hand out to Helaena for a handshake and saying, “It was nice to meet you. Please tell Mr. Targaryan that we look forward to seeing him at the next visit, which you can coordinate at the front desk.”

“Thank you,” she replied. “I’ll be sure to let him know.”

“You can follow me, this way,” you told her, ushering her and Sunfyre out of the exam room and into the lobby. “That’ll be $115,” you told her after tallying up the total sum of the visit. 

She let out a low whistle and pulled her wallet from her back pocket, “is there any way to leave a tip for your excellent customer service?”

You let out a dry laugh, and bit the inside of your cheek to keep from saying something that would get you in trouble. “While I appreciate the offer, you should probably save it for your date tonight.” 

“Date?” She asked as she signed the credit card receipt. “Shit, right, my date!” She exclaimed, thrusting the tiny piece of paper your way. “I gotta go!”

You made a face and hurriedly handed her a copy of the bill and a rabies tag for Sunfyre. 

“Good luck,” you told her as she rushed out the front door. “And you're welcome,” you said with a frown after she didn’t even say ‘thank you’. 

Happy that your day was finally over, you couldn’t help but feel like you had just been kicked in the gut. As you finished stamping the monthly statements, your mind was stuck on what Helaena and her blind date– who may or may not be an alien with six eyes– were doing right now. Was he smart? Was he making her laugh? Did he appreciate how absolutely breathtaking her smile was? Did she see him and immediately know that he was the one she had been searching for? Did time stop?

“Hey,” you heard Dr. Strong’s voice from behind you and realized that you had been standing in the same spot for minutes now, holding a stack of envelopes that you had meant to drop into the bin. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” you replied as you came back to reality.

“Don’t forget you’re fostering Nugget tonight to make sure that he doesn’t pull out his stitches,” he told you before disappearing back into the hallway. 

“Ah, yes, Nugget,” you replied, mostly to yourself, as you were sure your boss was out of earshot. “The overweight Chihuahua who looks like he ate one, too many nuggets. I couldn’t be more excited.”

After you locked up and had Nugget on a leash, you said your goodbyes to your boss; happy as ever that- even though it was well after dark- you were finally going home. You picked the chunky Chihuahua up, making sure not to touch his freshly removed manhood and placed him in the backseat, where he quickly made a home. Before you even pulled your seatbelt on, you pulled your hair out of its ponytail and ran your fingers over your tender scalp. It was the first step to comfort after what you were sure was the worst days you might have ever had. You’d take your shoes off if you could,, but you were sure there was some crazy law about driving barefoot, so you left them on.

Nugget stayed quiet for most of the way, until he unexpectedly started to whine. Thinking that he might need to go potty, you pulled over into the parking lot of an ice cream parlor. He hopped out of your backseat gingerly, and led you over to the grassy area where he proceeded to squat and relieve himself. 

“Fancy meeting you here,” you heard from across the parking lot and turned to see none other than Mrs. Blind Date herself, Helaena. Just when you thought this day was starting to get better, she began walking toward you with Sunfyre in tow.

“Oh, hi,” you replied, cautiously looking around for the hot shot that would inevitably be introduced as her date. You didn’t want to ask, but curiosity got the best of you and, “how was your date?”

“Well, I was supposed to meet him here and he never showed,” she replied, looking a bit dejected. “I’m honestly not surprised at all. I mean, if you knew my brother, you probably wouldn’t be surprised either. Besides, what else should one expect from a man?” You laughed at that. “I was just about to leave, but then I saw you, and figured I’d say hello.”

You bit your lip to keep from smiling again at her rambling, unable to help yourself when you heard that there was no date, and that this extremely attractive stranger was somehow still single. “Well, hello.”

Helaena smiled brightly before taking notice of Nugget, who was shaking at the thought of being petted by someone new, and dropped down to a knee so that she could reach him. “Who’s this little chunker?”

“This is Nugget,” you replied. “I’m fostering him for the night.”

“Fitting name,” she laughed, standing back to her regular height. “So, can I buy you an ice cream? I don’t think I said thanks before I ran out of your office earlier and I’d like to make it up to you.”

“Sure,” you replied quickly before you gave yourself a chance to say no. “I mean, yeah, that would be nice.”

Helaena smiled as you fell in step with each other, making your way to the front of the booth. Sunfyre and Nugget were playing with each other; romping around and playing together; putting you and Helaena into a few awkward positions as you had to unwrap their leashes from around each other’s legs. You learned that she was an artist, mostly oil paintings and photography, who lived on the quiet side of the city with Aegon, her brother. And you told her all about your bad day, and what it was like working in a veterinary office, and some of your funny stories from college. 

Before you could even eat three bites of your ice cream, Nugget had coerced you into giving him most of it; which probably wasn’t what his actual owners intended for him to eat after his surgery. Helaena didn’t mind that the ice cream she had bought for you went to satisfying a fat Chihuahua’s sweet tooth, especially not when most of her own ice cream was being lapped up by little Sunfyre.

“Well, I should get home,” you told her after seeing the neon ‘open’ sign of the parlor shut off. “It’s getting late.” 

She nodded, standing up from the bench that you had been sitting on, “It was really nice running into you.”

“I agree,” you replied with a smile. 

“If you’d like to, maybe I can take you to dinner next?” She asked as she nervously ran a hand through her hair. You blinked a few times, wondering if you had heard her correctly or if it was your mind playing tricks on you. “You don’t have to.”

“I’d like to go to dinner with you,” you told her quickly and honestly. 

“Really?” She asked excitedly. “I mean, that’s cool.”

“Should we?” You asked, taking out your phone to swap numbers and she laughed.

“That’s probably a good idea.”

You repeated the numbers twice to make sure she typed in the right ones, and after an awkward hug that seemed like it was almost a kiss on the cheek, you and Nugget happily walked back to your car. As soon as the driver’s side door was shut, you let out a joyous squeal and did a small dance in your seat. Your phone vibrated from the cup holder as you shifted into gear. You picked it up quickly and swiped at the screen until an unsaved number popped up on your screen. Your heart soared at the message that could only have been from one person.

212-555-6789

That was the best blind date ever! ;)

[meraxesmoon]

Modern AU HOTD Yandere HCs

note: idk what possessed me to make this lmao

warnings: yandere content, dark content, toxic relationships, sexual innuendo in aegon's part, college students au, helaena is my sweet baby ily helaena targaryen

┍━━━━━━━ ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗━━━━━━━┑

Aemond Targaryen

☆ He meets his darling in college and is charming enough for them to trust him almost immediately. Aemond is smart, and often offers to tutor his darling in any subjects they're having trouble with, even going as far as renting out a room in the campus library so they can study without being bothered by other students.

☆ There comes a time where Aemond becomes romantically involved with his darling, after careful planning, and he invites them over to his apartment. He's a Targaryen, so he lives lavishly, but his apartment is tasteful, and you wouldn't know that he's rich just by looking at his home. Inside resides his large Maine Coone, Vhagar. She's this huge, extremely old and grumpy cat, who surprisingly takes a liking to Aemond's darling, and is always more active when they come around.

☆ Aemond is smooth with his relationship, yet he's far from perfect. Aemond is jealous, possessive, and obsessive when it comes to his lover, and hates sharing them with anyone else. He's more on the traditional side, as well, and desires to make them his little housewife as soon as possible.

☆ He most definitely tells his mother about his darling! Alicent and Aemond have weekly lunch dates, and she loves (Name) already from just hearing her son talk about them. She wants to meet them so bad, and once she does, she absolutely adores them. Aemond is a mama's boy. Not meeting his mother is out of the question!

Aegon Targaryen II

☆ The resident fuckboy, Aegon desires his darling more than any of his hookups, but she just doesn't seem interested in casual stuff. I can definitely see Aegon going for the nice girl, and he's an absolute menace when it comes to his darling! Aegon is high key annoying, but he's definitely an art student, which makes a lot of sense.

☆ I feel like his darling would be good friends with Helaena, so he asks her to put in a good word for him. Despite his reputation, Aegon is really devoted to his darling and has a hard time with anyone else that he tries to bring into his bed. It's a very toxic situation because while he's in bed with someone else he's thinking of (Name).

☆ Aegon is a bitch, like he'd let a pretty girl walk all over him kind of bitch. Once he does get involved with his darling, he's incredibly good at pleasing them. It doesn't matter what they want. He's there. This isn't just a sexual thing. Either way, he'd literally do anything for their approval.

☆ He's dependent on his darling, as well. He loves his sweet girl so much that he's unable to imagine his life without her! He wants to crawl into her body so she can never be without him, and Aegon recognizes how creepy that is, so he settles for keeping her in his bed as long as humanly possible.

Helaena Targaryen

☆ This sweet girl is an entomology student! She loves her bugs and is so passionate about them that she goes into that kind of career path. She meets her darling through her mother, unsurprisingly. Helaena doesn't have many friends, and so when she finally finds herself a companion, she's very happy!

☆ Helaena's feelings for her darling don't stay platonic, obviously, and she ends up wanting them to be more than friends. I definitely think she's neurodivergent, so Helaena isn't quite sure how to navigate her emotions when it comes to romance, but she knows that she absolutely adores (Name).

☆ She's a stalker. That's the only way to describe Helaena. She loves observing. She always has, but it's different when it comes to (Name). They're very close, and Helaena just loves looking at them! She thinks that her darling is so pretty, the prettiest in the entire world. So, Helaena follows her darling around constantly. When they're not hanging out together, she tries to steal glances of them. She's so sneaky about it, too. You'd never catch her in the act.

☆ Helaena hyperfixates on things, so she really appreciates it when people take in interest in her hobbies or whatever she's into currently. Like, she went through a phase where she was absolutely fixated on doing crochet, and she was making little bugs to give to her family and darling. She blabbers on to Aegon about her darling. I feel like in a modern AU, they would be very close :((((

☆ She has a pet tarantula named Dreamfyre 💕

[written-in-flowers]

Disclaimer: These works are completely fictitious and for entertainment purposes only. I do not own any of the characters in the A Song of Ice and Fire universe. 

*Please do not repost/translate/use my stories without permission.

After Tonight 

The Dragon and the Wolf 

Marks That Bind Us

Words We Cannot Say

Sweet Summer Prince

One Way Out

Carnal Desires

He Knows...

Lady Strong

Open Secrets (xaegon)

More Than That

Fly Away: 1/ 2/ 3/ 4/ 5/ 6/ 7/ 8/ 9/ 10/ Finale

Moments in Our Lives

It Can’t Be

Only For a Moment

If It’d Been Us...

The Young Stag 

How the Tables Turn

Married to Aegon [Headcannons]

Wrong Time, Wrong Name

A Regrettable Mistake

A Step Up

Molding and Shaping

A Break in the Wheel

Toxic Revenge 

Nameday: The Picnic / The Theatre / Madam Rosetta’s / The Feast

Dad!Aegon Series: an au where Aegon and his sister-wife try navigating through court life and marriage while wrangling in their gaggle of chaotic children. The Dance never takes place. 

Four Becomes Five / Part 2

Morning Chaos

Dragons Need Heat

Two for the Effort of One

The Night Before the Rest of Our Lives 

Gods Weaving Threads 

Night at The Blue Pearl

Caught in the Act 

Lessons are Boring

The Closest You’ll Ever Get

Traditions and Expectations: 1/ 

Married to Otto [Headcannons]

Daemon!Daughter Series: Keeping Your Innocence / Only Mine / The Bedding 

Targ!Reader Series: Something Unholy / In the Council Room / At a Feast

You’re on Team Black

Rosebud Series: Otto Hightower married a Tyrell much younger than himself. Fully in love, these tales detail their sexual exploits as well as glimpses into their marriage and children. The Dance takes place much later than in the canon timeline. 

Sweet Rosebud

Rosebud Bride  

No True Contest

Nameday Surprise

Otto’s Fixation

It’s Been Too Long

Not Only Two

Sweet Frustration

In the Dunes

Rosebud Headcanons

Otto x Rosebud Children

Dad!Otto Headcanons

At First Glance

Daemon Targaryen: 

Within the Walls

[madame-fear]

˗ˏˋ 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍.ᐟ | 𝟐𝟑𝟎𝟎 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ˎˊ˗

Hello everyone! I’m very pleased to say that for this new followers milestone, drabbles are officially open.

I have said this many times before, but I will say it again. I sincerely can’t thank you enough for supporting & showing love to me, and all the works I do with so much effort 💗 I’m very pleased to see that you are all eager to see new content on this blog! And of course, to be constantly showered with love from my mutuals. 🥰

To celebrate that, I wanted to open drabbles since my requests (headcanons, one shots, etc) remain closed, but I still wanted to do something special.

→ check out my prompts in case you want to feel inspired to request something in particular!

˚₊‧꒰ RULES ꒱ ‧₊˚

For whatever you request, I will write 100-600 words at max; I will keep them as short as I can since they are drabbles. Please keep in mind I both study & work, so drabbles might either take some time to be published, or might not. Both fluff & smut requests are allowed! But please, be as specific as you can when requesting, so I know and can write exactly whatever you fancy. Drabbles will be open from February 14th to March 1st.

˚₊‧꒰ WHAT CAN YOU REQUEST? ꒱ ‧₊˚

I write for fluff, enemies to lovers, some AUs (specify please), friends to lovers, love triangle, slowburn, mutual pining, (reasonable) age gap. → for smut: praising kink, choking, ask for spanking, breeding kink, bondage, daddy kink, knife play, creampie, yandere/dark, morning sex, mirror sex, oral sex, breast play; feel free to ask if I write about anything else not included here. I don’t feel comfortable writing for non-con, r*pe, p*dophilia, gore, violent content.

˚₊‧꒰ WHO CAN YOU REQUEST FOR? ꒱ ‧₊˚

I write for some HOTD characters (Lucerys, Jacaerys, Rhaenyra, Aegon ii, Aemond, Helaena, Alicent), and I also write for Enzo Vogrincic. → I will also start writing for Fran Romero.

That would be everything for now! Have fun requesting drabbles! And of course, if you have any doubt at all about whatever thing, feel free to send me a message & I will gladly answer.🌹

[writingsofwesteros]

Aegon secretly watching and getting off to Helaena & Aegon’s sister wife ✂️ing

AN: Hi, I hope you like it x

NSFW

“Shh, you have to be quiet, sweet girl.” You whispered down to her. Both of your soft, bare bodies were on full display as your own weeping pussy brushed against hers. You had already pulled an orgasm from her. “Do you want us to be found?” You couldn’t help but tease as your hands greedily moved over her body.

Helaena whined and shook her head. Those big eyes of hers only looking up at you in pleasure. You imagined she had not felt any such thing, especially after her release hadn’t taken much to come. As you smirked and enjoyed yourself; you were unknowingly being watched by the man you had married,

“Fuck..” The Prince groaned to himself; his head resting against the viewing platform of the secret passageways. His cock was already in his hand as he quickly fisted himself. Gods, you were both so beautiful. The sweet moans coming from you both had his stomach tightening in pleasure.

“Good girl..so good.” You whispered your praises as you quickened your movements. Your soft, ample breasts bouncing with each move as her delicate hands moved up your sides. It seemed Helaena was becoming less and less shy as the seconds passed. You imagined the pleasure helped.

The sound of skin slapping only had Aegon more aroused. His head was leaking and moving over his fingers as they slipped. His heart was racing but his eyes never left the view in front of him. They only darkened in desire as he watched the two women in front of him kiss; their tongues dancing.

You moaned against Helaena as her hands rested on your arse. She began to palm you, bringing you faster against her weeping pussy and you couldn’t help but smirk against her lips. Oh, she was learning. “That’s it..” You purred; hotly mouthing down her neck as you burrowed into her.

Your body rocked against hers. Your soft pussy brushing against Helaena’s as your body shook. “So close..” You whimpered into her ears. All the while she had you moving faster against her. The sound of your wetness echoed louder as she arched from the bed. Your climax easily rushing through you.

Helaena did not stop even as her own moved over her too. “He—Helaena..” You whispered. But she had locked her arms around you and quickly rocked. Aegon could only chuckle as he watched your predicament. It seemed the little, quiet girl was now obsessed with you. He imagined you were not leaving her embrace soon.

“Helaena..I can’t…” The words alone pushed Aegon over the edge. His smirk still in place as his cum covered his hands. Your hand moved to the headboard but Helaena flipped you over. Her locks were wild just as her eyes were as she looked down at you. Her hands reach for your soft, sensitive breasts.

“More..I want more..” She whispered before leaning in and passionately capturing your soft lips. Your tongues danced as your eyes rolled in pleasure. Aegon’s hand slowly began to stroke himself as he watched you fall apart underneath the Princess. The soft moans of you both filling the room.

[maidragoste]

the rumor

Aegon II Targaryen x Sister!Reader

TW: Inc*st.

Please if you reblog it it would be very helpful, I already tried to upload this in another account but for some reason it doesn't appear in the tags so I decided to try here

Disclaimer: English is not my first language so I apologize for any mistakes.

Rumors were normal at court. But we will focus on one in particular. This rumor is about Aegon Targaryen and you, Helaena's twin. Aegon is supposed to be married to Helaena, but many people say that he is actually married to you. A maid claims that she helped the princesses change places before the wedding.

This rumor started the day after the wedding. The wedding night was by no means a quiet affair. The servants whispered about how they heard Prince Aegon moan your name last night instead of his other sister. Some say Aegon pretended to be you so he could do his duty and sleep with Helaena. But many others say that the voice that called out the prince's name was nothing like Princess Helaena's calm voice, if not yours.

The rumor began to gain more strength when the attitude of the twins changed completely. Out of nowhere you seemed interested in spiders and said nonsense to the rest. You completely forgot your love for the sword. You seemed more than content to just sitting in the garden watching your bugs, hiding from court and not being seen unless necessary. While Helaena seemed to have taken on your personality, goodbye introverted girl. The princess was always with her chin up and not afraid to say what she thought. She even started going to Criston Cole's lessons with her brother Aemond. Many claim that it was actually you because it was impossible for Princess Helaena to learn how to use a sword out of nowhere.

Prince Aegon wasn't helping to quell the rumors, either. It is said that he never called his wife by her name, he only called her "My love". Others say that when he was drunk he made the slip of saying your name.

In addition, everyone was struck by how the prince went from avoiding Helaena at all costs to be behind her all the time. Aegon seemed to be crazy about his wife. The princess always complained with a smile about how her husband never seemed to be satisfied. Aegon always replied that if it were up to him they would live locked up in his chambers. So it was no surprise to anyone when it was announced that the couple was expecting their first child.

[emilykaldwen]

👀 + jace/helaena + celebration

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Helaena's laughter echoed off the jagged obsidian that made up the little cave and cove on the northern tip of Dragonstone. She spun in the light of the fire, naked as her name day, arms drifting and wafting, her hair glowing like spun gold as she cast shadows along the walls. Blood, dried and crimson, clung smeared across her chin and matched Jace's own. Deeper in the cave behind them, Dreamfyre was curled up sated after her meal, Vermax nestled against her with his smaller bulk tucked into the curve of her.

Jace rose, looping his arms around Helaena's waist, hoisting her against him as they spun, laughter turned to song, drums of valyria ancient, distant, and old, reverberating in their bones.

[frankcastleonlyfans]

Aemond found comfort in his free evenings, where no one would need him or look for him. And even if they did, they wouldn't find him. At least, if they only knew where to look for...

Jaehaera played with her uncle's fingers, while her twin brother, Jaehaerys, tried to take his uncle's eyepatch out of his face. Aemond chuckled, helping the little boy in this mission, leaving his blue sapphire in sight to everyone in the room. Helaena smiled.

"I think you shouldn't wear the patch anymore. I like blue." The princess said, taking her daughter to her lap.

Jaehaera squirmed, trying to get a hold on her uncle Aemond's slender fingers again. The prince placed his hand on his sister's prominent belly, and the little girl quickly grabbed it, and started to toy with his rings.

"I don't want the children around the castle getting scared. I already have to deal with the staff talking about this monstrous scar." Aemond retorted.

"Brother..." Helaena frowned, placing her hand on top of his, the one that slightly caressed her belly. Aemond could feel the baby kicking under his touch.

Jaehaerys placed the patch on his eye and laughed to himself, taking his uncle's attention to him.

"Look mama! I'm the one-eyed kinslayer prince! I am fearless, and I ride the biggest dragon in the world!" Jaehaerys exclaimed.

Aemond's features softened. Not everyone thought he was monstrous.

[alyshiba]

Lilagon hen zaldrizoti

Part five: The Wedding

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Summary: AU where Visenya, Rhaenyra's only daughter lives and is born as her eldest child. To all of Westeros she is seen as the only trueborn child of Ser Leanor and Rhaenyra, but in truth her father happens to be Deamon.

Warning: Sex, smut, kind of dom Aemond and a very bratty Visenya. Read at your own peril.

Author’s note: We finally get into the thick of it.. so be mindfull that this chapter contains graphic description of sex, not very well written.

If you're sensitive to this topic.. keep in mind that this fic is rated as mature, BUT i highlighted in bold the part where you get close to the sex scene, so that you can skip it and go directly toward the final part (highlighted in bold as well) of the chapter.

This very mature scene is kinda important to the building of Aemond and Visenya's relationship, but I understand that it might make some uncomfortable.

Prequel | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11

The mornings in King's Landing were quite different from the ones on Dragonstone: it was warmer, which was not at all a bad thing, but the breeze coming from the port and the coast did not bring the distinct smell of the sea, no, the air carried the smell of half a million people living on top of one another. It wasn't exactly pleasant.

Visenya had to go through all her wardrobe to find something light enough for the warmer temperatures, and finally, she decided upon a red silk dress, maybe a lgraittle too revealing with a low neckline on the front and a good portion of her back bare, but it was the only one she could tolerate wearing in the heat of the capital. She then proceeded to tie her hair in a high braid which she then rolled up in a bun, her long locks had become almost a nuisance, some days she felt as if she was carrying a blanket over her shoulders.

Donned and ready the Princess took to the still-empty corridors of the Red Keep, followed closely by her armed shadow, Ser Edric. The servants who were already up and running had their passages that helped them carry on their duties much more quickly, and likely the Lords and Ladies in residence were still readying themselves for the day ahead.

<<I wish for you to start teaching me swordplay, Ser Edric>> Visenya said breaking the silence of their walk, <<pardon?>> Questioned the knight, taken aback by the sudden request. <<Prince Daemon had already taught me the basics, given the situation we had found ourselves in. But I wish to learn how to better defend myself in case it is ever needed>> In truth her father had taught her much more than just the basics of swordplay, but going into the details of her complicated relationship with him would only increase the risk of unnecessary and uncomfortable questions. <<As the Princess commands>> Edric finally answered. He did not sound convinced, probably he proudly felt it to be a useless task since he was likely the best swordsman alive in the Kingdoms, but she couldn't always count on his protection, or at least she wasn’t foolish enough to do so.

The princess did not have a specific destination in mind, she just wanted to evade her chambers and be reacquainted with the Keep that was now her home. Since the executions of the traitors' Lord she, and her family, felt a sense of false security: there wasn’t talk of threats to their lives, yet Alicent Hightower still resided within these walls and the new Lord of Harrenhall was nowhere to be found. Not to mention that three out of the seven major houses still sympathized with the Hightower’s cause, therefore Visenya kept her guard high and refused to place her trust in anyone.

Her feet had taken her outside of the keep, on the top of the staircase that led to the main courtyard. There was a good number of people in the yard: Lord and Ladies spectating and those who trained with the sword.

There was a clear division between those who practiced: on one side she noticed the silver hairs of Aemond and Daeron, while on the opposite side of the yard her father was mostly beating up her brothers Jace and Luke. Visenya laughed when Daemon sent effortlessly both of her brothers arse first in the dust again, gaining an enraged glare from Jace. She must have laughed too loudly, for from the corner of her eyes she noticed Aemond grinning in their direction. <<Tell me your honest opinion, Ser Edirc>> She questioned. It was painfully clear that her uncles were by far better swordsmen than her brothers. She was never allowed in the courtyards, so she couldn’t say if it was due to a lack of good trainers, too much negligence or if simply they weren’t good at combat. What she knew was that if a fight ever broke Jace and Luke would have trouble defending themselves.

<<On a combat field they may survive>> Edric said after a while, <<but they lack the skill to win a duel>> He was being too kind, the Princess thought. <<Although your betrothed shows impressive skill… for someone with his impediment>> Visenya glared at Edric for a moment. She didn’t want to defend Aemond, but that comment reminded her of all the times she was shunned because of the lack of a dick between her legs, <<It is with hands that one wields a sword, not with an eye>> she bitterly commented, <<I agree but..>> began Edric again as Visenya started to descend the stairs that led to the courtyard. <<One has to learn to use all of their senses during a fight, Prince Daemon once told me, you cannot rely solely on your eyes at all times>> The knight stayed silent. It wasn’t supposed to be her place to teach a man how to combat, but she had always been impulsive, and a lifetime of being not good enough only because of her gender made her sensitive towards that kind of discrimination.

Once she reached the yard she immediately gave up on greeting her brothers and father, for they were once again busy in a spar. So she glared at Ser Edric and then went straight to where Aemond and his brother Daeron were sparring. When she reached them all of the spectators, ladies mostly, made space for her, bowing. She was growing to enjoy the looks of reverence and almost fear they showed her. 

Visenya clapped when Aemond held his training sword at his brother’s throat, ending the fight, it was then that he noticed her staring at him. Her future husband smirked at her, pushed his sword into Daeron’s hand, and walked toward her. <<Have you come to appreciate true sword skill, my love?>> He said stretching the last two words, she didn’t know if he intended to mock her or annoy her since her father and brothers were close enough to hear. It was probably the latter, for Aemond then grabbed her hand and kissed her knuckles, as he always did whenever anyone was close. Visenya didn’t miss how his eyes lingered for a long while on her cleavage. She smirked, realizing that maybe her future husband would be as easily seduced as any other man, which might make her married life easier.

<<All I hear is praise for your skills>> She sweetly said, taking her hand out of his and placing it on his chest, <<I wished to see it for myself>> Aemond simply smirked. 

—

<<Father, Mother, Warrior>> Chanted the High Septon, almost in sync with the beating of her heart <<Mayden, Smith, Crone>> the chant went on and the lump in her stomach grew, <<Stranger>> another pause, <<here now their vows>>. 

Visenya raised her head and looked into her husband’s eye, she refused to be scared or intimidated by him, these vows, or anything else. She was Visenya Targaryen, daughter of the Queen, the blood of Kings and conquerors and dragons. <<I am his, and he is mine, from this day until the end of my days>> Shee proclaimed loud enough for the all plaza to hear, in her most confident tone. Aemond returned her gaze, <<I am hers, and she is mine, from this day until the end of my days>> he repeated, his voice and tone succeeded in making it sound more like a romantic vow than a threat. The Princess hoped that it was his intention and not just a show for the crowd gathered.

<<On this day, in the eyes of men and Gods alike, I proclaim Aemond of House Targaryen and Visenya of the Houses Velaryon and Targaryen to be man and wife. One flesh, one heart, one soul, now and always>> That was it then, she now belonged to Aemond in the eyes of the law. They stared at each other for a bit before the High Septon cleared his throat and whispered for their ears only: <<you might want to seal the vows with a kiss>> they both turned at the old man, Aemond made a face, but then carefully slid his hand on the back of her neck, taking care to make it be a gentle gesture, before lowering his face at her level. Visenya looked into his eye for a moment, only to see the same uneasiness and confusion she was feeling, then took his face in her hands and kissed her husband. She went for a chaste kiss of his lip, but Aemond was quicker and he chose to slide his tongue in her mouth forcing her to do the same. When they broke the kiss he was grinning. She stomped on his foot gaining a growl from him as they turned, hand in hand, towards the crowd of High and lower Lord and commoners alike.

Visenya grinned towards Borros Baratheon and his displeased face.

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The ceremony had been long and tedious, and the feast that followed was equally as boring, just a hundred times louder. They all sat at a long table in the throne room: her mother sitting in the center, right in front of her throne, and to her right sat Daemon who was drinking way too much for Visenya’s liking, close to him where his twin daughters and the Velaryons. In a show of unity, if the marriage wasn’t enough, Rhaenyra had wanted Aemond to sit at her left, so now Visenya had to sit between her new husband and his very much drunk brother Aegon.

The former usurper King had spent the entirety of the feast making unwanted compliments to his new sister by marriage, all of which were met by murderous glances by both her father and Aemond, surprisingly. Visenya concluded that the two brothers must not have the best relationship, or that her husband was a jealous man. Or both. She was sure that one of the two would kill him when Aegon rose, cup in hand, and shouted for the bedding ceremony to begin. The princess decided to take matters into her own hand, took the meat knife from the table, and pressed it between his uncle's legs. <<sit>> She whispered, angrily. Aegon quickly did, swallowing down fearing for his manhood. Visenya turned to look at him, and forces herself to smile at Aegon, never looking away from his eyes. <<you will lose a finger any time that one of those idiots touches me. If you end up not having enough fingers, uncle, then I’ll take your manhood>> She intended for him only to hear and judging by the way his hand went immediately between his legs when she removed the blade, she was sure that he heard loud and clear. But the sound of Aemond choking on his wine was a clear sign he must have heard as well. 

Visenya then turned to the hall packed with drunk men eager to put their end on her and her stomach closed in fear of what they might do. She quietly rose and began to walk in the direction of Aemond’s chamber when a mob of Lords high and low alike formed at her tail. She expected to feel their dirty hands on her body when Daemon stood between her and them, Darksister unsheathed, and looked at the crowd dead serious, <<touch the Princess, and I shall enjoy gutting you like boars>> She didn’t miss how her father looked at Aemond mid-sentence but squeezed his arm in thanks anyway.

The bedding ceremony turned to a silent procession that followed her to her new apartments. She almost started laughing. Once the Princess reached the door the crowd quickly dispersed to avoid Daemon’s wrath. They were the only ones left. <<You are gorgeous>> He whispered, caressing her cheek, Visenya smiled leaning into that rare gesture, <<drug him or make him drink until he collapses>> she laughed at her father's ever charming manners. <<But if you need it you still have the dagger no?>> He asked, and when she nodded he disappeared into the corridors.

Aemond's bedroom was warm, clean, and tidy like his solar was the last time she had been there. It had a lingering smell of soap and citrus, a blessing for her nostrils after the stench of the city and the hall. She began to undo her hair, letting them flow freely on her body. Then she untied the corset of her dress, which she let fall at her feet. She picked up the heavy fabric gown, folded it neatly, and placed it on a chair near the door of the room. She then freed herself of the undergarments, until she was completely naked. She unclasped all of her jewelry and placed them on the dress, and finally, she decided to hide her dagger under the mattress, just in case she needed it. She sat on the chair by the fireplace, waiting for her husband. She knew Aemond wouldn't let the night go without consuming their marriage, and she also was well aware of the way he looked at her every time they had ended up close since Storm’s End, so she decided that her best course of action would be to keep being seductive and let him have his way with her. She hoped it was just enough to make it at least enjoyable for her.

Visenya didn’t have to wait long for her new husband, she heard the thud of the door closing, and after a while, Aemond walked into the bedroom. He was still perfectly dressed as she had been when she entered the room, so she concluded that he also was spared from the bedding ceremony. A part of her, the empathetic one she kept always hidden, felt glad for him.

The Princess rose from her position and confidently walked toward her husband, suffocating a grin when he saw Aemond's stunned expression. She smiled at him and without saying a word started unbuckling his doublet, letting it fall on the floor. Then she helped him out of his shirt, revealing his toned and muscular upper body. 

Visenya bit her lower lip: she certainly won’t be complaining about how her husband looked.

She felt Aemond’s hand on her hips then, and after a moment he pulled her close to himself so that now her breasts were tightly pressed against his torso. She smirked as she felt one of his big hands traveling along her back and the other going straight to cup her right ass cheek, squeezing it lightly. <<I must assume that my husband is pleased with me>> She purred, tilting her head to look at his face. Visenya moved her hands from his chest to Aemond’s face and dragged him close enough to kiss him. 

She felt him squeezing her butt harder while his other hand went to grip the back of her neck as the kiss quickly became hungrier, filled with need built from all of the tension they felt in the days leading up to that moment. Visenya’s hand moved on its own accord lower and lower until she felt her husband’s growing erection. She started instinctively to stroke him from above his breeches and heard his muffled groans. Aemond then quickly and abruptly broke the kiss, grabbing her face and forcing her to look at him. She was almost going to protest when he forced her to stop stroking him by turning her around. She pressed her ass against his crotch instead, grinding it against his erection and gaining another moan from Aemond, who held her tightly against his body. He began to leave wet kisses along her neck, from the base to her jaw, and as she began to lean into him she felt his free hand traveling on her body until it settled on her breast cupping it. <<I won’t need Luke’s eye anymore>> He whispered in her ear, before kissing the soft skin of her face under her lobe, causing her to press her thighs together as she started to feel her core pulsing and growing wetter, <<having his sister’s wet cunt at my disposal for the rest of my life will be payment enough for the eye he took>> she should have felt enraged by that comment and by the way he spoke of her, but there was a part of her that made her cunt start throbbing and that wanted him to take her right then and to be at his mercy. She decided that she might like being married to Aemond, after all. <<Make good use of it then>> She said back between labored breaths.

Visenya felt so relieved when she felt his hand travel from her breast down towards her core, and she couldn’t stop the moans that left her mouth when his fingers started to press and draw circular motions on the most sensitive part of her wet cunt. She could very well imagine him smirking, being satisfied with himself, knowing that in those moments he made her be at his complete mercy, but the Princess didn’t care, lost in the pleasure that his fingers were giving her.

As soon as she started feeling pressure building inside of her, her moans got louder and her knees weaker, but it was then that he deprived her of his touch and turned one again to face him. It took a moment to regain control of her mind, and when she did she raised a brow at Aemond who was grinning devilishly back at her. She wanted to slap him and at the same time take his hand and place it where it had been a few seconds ago, but she refused to give him the satisfaction, so Visenya looked at her husband’s face, then at the very evident bulge between his legs, and then at his face once again, deciding that two can play this game.

The Princess forced herself to keep her eyes locked in Aemond’s only one and backed up until she reached the bed and sat on it. She smirked at him and still didn’t break the stare when she adjusted her position and when she spread her legs for him to see, and she was still staring at his lilac eye when she started to rub her clit just like he did moments before. Again she couldn’t help herself and her moans as she brought herself closer and closer to release. The closer she got to her orgasm the more she saw Aemond suffering, so she decided to be even more of a brat by moaning his name out loud. That was enough for him as he sprinted toward his wife, adamant to regain control of the situation. But she stopped him by pressing a foot on his abs, <<why so impatient?>> she said between heavy breaths, mockingly. Aemond would not allow her brattiness to go any further and pushed her foot away. In a moment, faster than her brain could record, he was on top of her, pushing her onto the mattress with one hand on her throat. <<Your cunt is now mine>> He said with a husky voice, inches from her face, <<and only I am allowed to touch it, do you understand?>> Visenya bit her lower lip, his tone made her brain lose the ability to form any coherent thought, so she simply nodded, raising her hands in defeat. That part of her mind that loved how he was being in control made her hope that the response would make him give her the release she was desperate for.

He kissed her again, with more passion and hunger than before, and allowed her to blindly try to untie the strings of his breeches. When she finally succeeded he broke the kiss and got rid of the final layer of clothing that was on his body. She spent a moment staring at his hardened cock, it looked large, maybe too large to fit inside of her.

Aemond allowed her to get in a more comfortable position on the bed, before lowering himself on her. As he kissed her again the Princess felt his cock pressing on her body, and his hands wandering on her body: from her core to her full breasts. She allowed her own hands to explore him, caressing his back and finally resting on his toned ass. When he broke the kiss once again and decided to finally take her, Visenya went to remove the eyepatch he was still wearing. He immediately stopped her, grabbing her wrist, <<I am completely bare for you and at your mercy>> she whispered, caressing his cheek with her free hand. He spent a moment looking at his wife in her eyes, perhaps afraid that she would mock or belittle him, but then Aemond allowed her to remove the patch, revealing once again the sapphire nestled in his eye socket. 

She was content enough in knowing that now he too felt as vulnerable as she was.

Aemond began to rub his fingers against her clit once again, silencing her moans with a kiss. He continued until he was satisfied enough with her wetness, then he broke the kiss and grabbed his cock guiding it towards her entrance. He looked at her for a moment before slowly pressing it inside of her.

She felt a stinging sensation when he entered her, and then as he fully slid his cock inside of her she felt filled and warm. Her husband gave her a moment to adjust herself and get used to the sensation before he started to thrust in and out of her. He started very slow, but the more she grew comfortable the more he increased the pace of his thrusts until she started to enjoy that feeling way more than she did his fingers.

It didn’t take long for Aemond to bring her once again on the verge of an orgasm, and as she moaned his name louder and louder she realized that this was way better than any pleasure she might have ever given herself in the privacy of her chambers. He must have been closer too, for after a bit he grabbed her hips and started to pound harder and faster inside of her, causing her vision to go blurry and waves of pleasure to wash over her body. He pulled out as her inner walls began to clench around his cock, Visenya looked confused at her husband as he hovered over her, eye closed. It took him a couple of strokes to release himself over her stomach.

Aemond collapsed at her side and gave himself a minute to steady his breath and regain his composure, before walking towards the basin placed not far from the fireplace. He grabbed two wet towels, used one to clean himself, and then brought the other to Visenya, who accepted it and cleaned herself before throwing it on the floor next to her. She then felt the mattress shift under her husband’s weight as he settled under the covers facing the ceiling.

She mimicked him, not knowing what to do or say in that situation. She stared at him for a bit, before rolling to one side and crawling closer to him. Visenya placed her hand on Aemond’s face, forcing him to turn towards her. She scanned his face and found him as confused as she was, the difference being that the Princess had never been shy. <<Did you have your eye cut open for the sole purpose of fitting a gemstone inside it?>> She asked as if it was the most normal question in the world, <<what?>> he responded completely confused by her question. For a moment Visenya thought she had angered him because he stayed silent, <<I am just curious>> she responded, her tone was that of a child who just got denied to play with her favorite toy. <<The eye got infected when we returned home>> Responded Aemond dryly, <<the grand maester had to cut the eyelids open and take the eye out. The Sapphire came later>> as he explained she couldn’t help but try to imagine how painful it must be to have an eye removed like that. She couldn’t blame Luke though, it had been a stupid accident during a stupid brawl that shouldn’t ever have taken place. But it was with Aemond that she had to live the rest of her life with, so she forced herself to be more sympathetic towards him. <<I am sorry>> She whispered, caressing his ruined cheek. <<But I have to admit I find it quite attractive>> Visenya admitted smiling, <<you must be very strong to have endured it>> she joked after a moment of silence. Aemond laughed then, and maybe it was the first time she had ever heard him truly laugh. He then slid his harm under her and brought her closer, pressing their bodies together, <<maybe we shouldn’t be at war with each other>> she said as he began to kiss her jaw, her neck, and then her collarbone, <<we could accomplish so much together>> she continued as he rolled on top of her and kissed her once more, he hummed in agreement sliding his hand between her legs once again.

Visenya grabbed his face putting space between their mouths, she basked for a moment in his annoyed expression, <<but I will not give you a child now, nor tomorrow, nor this year>> she said seriously staring into his lilac orb, he let out a long breath, <<your cunt is still mine>> he said taking her hands and pinning them above her head. It was Visenya who laughed then <<for now, it is>>, it was the last thing she said before he kissed her again.

It was going to be a very long night.

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[aeuriyi]

just thinking about how soft aemond would be with helaena, how he especially is afraid of scaring her away with his eye but how overtime helaena convinces him that she would never find him scary and accepts him for who he is.

helaena is not as passionate for dragons as aemond is, but she’ll ride dreamfyre alongside him riding vhagar, just to see him smile. the way he doesn’t have to put up such a deadly front, the way he feels free when riding the dragon, and then he’ll look over to her, a soft smile.

[lullaebies]

Helaegon prompt. Aegon tries to comfort Helaena post B&C.

Oh anon, you just gave me way too much freedom with angst and pain. Thank you - and also, ahead of time, I'm sorry. 😂 [half way through writing rn: I am REALLY REALLY sorry] TW's: mentioned body gore, child's death, lowkey mental breakdown

Aegon steps into room, his dread woven into his heavy stomps. The sounds of whimpers and sobs are heard all throughout the Keep, already a resounding dirge for what he knows expects him within. He doesn't want to believe it. He can't believe it, not unless he sees. It was our time. All was going well; all was finally changing.

Why? Why their son?

The room is so dark. The curtains were drawn, and only the last ember of their fireplace remained alight. His servants told him; Helaena is nearby catatonic, and refuses to let go of the body, nor let anyone beside it. But when he sees her, she's so still. The blood stains the floor beside her, flowing on the carpet and at the hem of her dress. She's weeping bitterly, he hears. She is holding him, Aegon realizes, as he sees little feet laying limp against her arm. "Helaena," his voice trembles. His fear is so loud, and her weeps grow quiet as she hears him. He swallows it down, but tears still pool in his eyes as he approaches. It's just half a turn on his heel, when he sees the cut-off of a neck. As if a headsman himself has come to execute his boy, for a horrible crime.

He was just my son; that was his crime. Aegon's knees grow weak, and he falls to them as it all crashes on him. He can't breathe, but he must. He reaches for the boy's lifeless hand. Helaena clutches the body closer, hyperventilating. "No." His tears cascade almost freely. Guilt ran down his being; Jaehaerys died for his crown. He wasn't even here to see, but his entire being is on fire; and Helaena, who has been ice, seems to be melting into their boy, like a mother hen trying to revive a broken egg. "We need to take him to Silent Sisters," Aegon says, ashamed, afraid, in pain. Need to send him away; even though he says as much, he doesn't want to, either. He just got him back. I just got him at all. "No," Helaena says again, as he touches the side of him. "Helaena, please!" "No!" She screams at him. "They already took his head! They took him away from me," she weeps. "No more. Please, no more.." she cries bitterly and folds over their son. Aegon has been so afraid to face her, for so many years. So scared of hurt of resentment, of hurt of rejection from the children. What wouldn't he do, to turn the wheel back, to face them in any way, but this. "No more," he says, trying to reach for her. "There'll be no more," as he affirms she cries louder, and tries to push him away, but he catches her by the shoulders. "They forced me to pick," she says. "I didn't want them dead. They forced me to pick," she trembles as she recounts. "Or they'll rape Jaehaera, or they'll-" she nearly collapses. "It didn't even matter." He brings his hands around her. "It was my fault, I couldn't protect them," Helaena finally says, and Aegon is enraged.

"No," he says, and brings his forehead against hers. It was my fault, he thinks, as their tears mesh on their cheeks. "Not you," he tells her again. "Never you." She sobs loudly when the tears fall bitterly on their son's body. "Those responsible will pay their debts," he says in his wroth. They'll die; his sister, his uncle, and their brood. He too, if need be. He too, if this be his karma. "But those will never be you." Helaena's head drops onto his shoulder, her body wracked with sobs. Holding her tight, the embers of the fire die out; and all is dead. In the realm of the Stranger, all that is known is pain and grief. And if that is the realm that is left to him, he'll take his reaper's scythe and reap what has been sowed.

[the-heartlines]

| helaemond | curves and curses | [m. 0.4K] |

"she would eat him alive if she knew the carnal and impure thoughts and the effect her skimpy little one-piece has on him."

https://archiveofourown.org/works/48368410

[avidread3r]

Hotd Idea?

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Imagine Reader walking into the throne room mindlessly with her nose in a book, unaware of a group of little baby dragons toddling after her. It isn't until she hears a snicker that she stops and looks up, confused as to why everyone staring at her amused.

She feels something bump into her leg with a little oof, looks behind her to see the creatures gazing around the room with curiosity. She's a wee embarrased as this isn't the first time but no matter what she does they somehow always find their way to her.

AHHH! i just love dragons sm and wittle baby ones 🥺😍

someone write this pls 🙈

[blackcat419]

Modern Helaegon AU

Aegon and Helaena first started dating in highschool. They ran in the same social circle with Aegon being an emo pot head and Helaena being the weird but smart but girl.

In junior year, Helaena got pregnant and decided to keep the babies. The two had twins, Jaehaerys and Jaeheara, in the summer between Junior and Senior year.

Helaena and Aegon tried to stay together as a couple but decided that they wanted different things in life. The twins stayed with Helaena and her parents (Alicent mom and Criston step-dad) and visited Aegon and his family (to keep them unrelated it’s Viserys dad and Aemma mom with sister Rhaenyra) on every other weekend.

Aegon dropped out of highschool and tried to start a band with his friends but started to languish without purpose in life.

Helaena went on to graduate highschool with honors, get accepted into a top tier university for entomology, completing her PhD.

As the twins grow up, Jaehaerys becomes very popular and outgoing competing in a lot of sports and after school activities. Jaehaera keeps to herself and starts to get into her dad’s old rock music. Aegon will take the twins for a car ride and play AC/DC while singing along and Jaehaera starts head banging to it while Jaehaerys just covers his ears.

Aegon decides that he need to step up for his kids and be a better co-parent for Helaena. He finishes his GED and starts an apprenticeship with a sound engineer. He gets pretty good at his job and begins writing music for bands and sometimes steps in to add different instruments of the band is missing someone to play it.

Aegon and Helaena reconnect and fall back into love as they’ve grown up and are able to connect more deeply. They get back together and have Maelor! The twins are around 10 when Maelor is born.

Helaena takes Maelor to her lab instead of a daycare cause she loves her baby and doesn’t want him leaving her side. Baby Maelor also tries to eat some bugs and needs a play pen prison to keep him safe. Aegon teaches Maelor to play the drums and the baby ends up breaking the drum sticks a few times.

Aegon wants his kids to learn to play different instruments and teaches Jaehaera how to play the guitar and sing while Jaehaerys likes playing classic piano.

[writingsofwesteros]

Hi, can you write something about Aemond and Helaena both teasing, praising and taking turns to fuck Aemond's wife?

AN: Hi, I hope you like it x

NSFW

“Please…oh, ah…I can’t.” You babbled out into the shared rooms you had with your new husband. His hands greedily moved over your sides as your body still rocked. Your hips moving as his fat cock burrowed inside your weeping pussy. The sound of bodies slapping together and your wetness echoed around the room.

A soft gasp escaped you when you felt a soft tongue brushing over your sensitive clit. “Helaena…” You whimpered out; eyes rolling back as Aemond’s dark chuckle echoed around you. Your toes curled with pleasure as you found the courage to look down. Those bright eyes of hers locked onto you.

Her tongue brushed over your weeping pussy, causing your eyes to roll back before she moved to lick Aemond’s cock as it moved in and out of you. It had Aemond humming and tightening his hold on your hips as you shook on top of him. You whined and your head fell back as the pleasure built with ease.

You could only continue to bounce as you moaned both of their names; soft whines and cries escaping you as Aemond picked up his pace. Your hands slowly rested on his muscular chest as he pushed deeper. Helaena began to suck on your clit harshly as his cock disappear inside you.

Aemond moaned as you began to clamp around him; your walls fluttering as sweet Helaena never removed her head from you. Your eyes rolled as your soft, ample breasts began to bounce with your movements. “Please..” You hardly knew what you were begging for or who you were begging now.

Their chuckles sounded out at the same time and only had you blushing some more as you whimpered out. Your fingers brushed through the Princess’ locks and tugged, something she enjoyed a little too much as her soft tongue kitten licked your clit. The act had your body jolting each time.

“Oh gods..close..” You babbled out; eyes rolling back as Aemond’s hold tightened. “Such a good girl for us.” Your husband purred up at you. The praise had you shivering as you moaned their names once more. Helaena hummed in agreement; sending those vibrations onto your sensitive, soaked pussy.

“Cum for me..for us.” Aemond purred; his hands moving to grope at your bouncing breasts now. A cry escaped you when Helaena slipped a finger inside your weeping pussy; stretching you as she curled it against your spongy spot. It was enough for your vision to blur as hot, white pleasure ripped through you.

“Hmm, so delicious.” Helaena purred as you squirted around Aemond’s cock. Your eyes rolled as he forced you to keep moving; to keep bouncing as his hips jerked. The Princess continued to suck and lick at your wetness coming her way and soon you were begging for them to stop. The Targaryen’s only ignored you.

You collapsed onto his stomach and he wrapped his arms around your body whilst thrusting deep and hard. Helaena’s soft body brushed against you as she moved around. Her breasts brushed against your arm before she gently tugged your hair. Your hot mouth was soon engulfing her nipple.

[moonshine999]

Spilled Wine.

A/N : a little return gift for the beloved @zae5 . Had been meaning to post this for a while and you presented the perfect opportunity. Thank you once again, love

The goblet spilled its curses onto the throne. And it kept spilling till the crown of the conqueror sat red. Red as it's adorned ruby.

It fell in waves, thunder, and the greatest forests. It fell in the roars of dragons and the battle cry of soldiers. It fell till the throne collapsed.

The realisation came as soon as the goblet exposed its very last drop. It wasn't wine that stained the now fallen swords. It was blood.

"Hel..? How do you feel?"

He sat kneeling next to their bed. Face scrunched in confusion. Or perhaps it was worry. The crown sat above his brow. Not shining as he did in the wavering sunlight. Instead sucking the light in, leaving it in its pools of darkness with blood shining on its surface.

Her head felt heavy. A new vision. Equally, if not more, frightening than the others.

She shifted to sit herself up against the pillows.

"I am probably fine, it's okay." she croaked softly.

"Love, we have been married for near a decade. I may be idiotic but you just happen to be a subject I excel in. Don't lie." he teased, growing closer to her face.

She couldn't help but let out a chuckle. He wasn't wrong. A lifetime spent and three kids has to get you somewhere with each other.

"What happened?" He asked, a more serious tone, a softer whisper.

"Just another..vision."

"Oh."

She knew he still didn't believe in her dreams. It was hard for him to figure what exactly they were or how they happened. Hells, its was still hard for her to figure them out. But he understood she needed help. In some way. He had to.

"Shouldn't you be with the council right now?"

"I have changed the time to the morrow. I want you to have me right now."

He understood.

She giggled and edged closer, burying her face in the crook of his neck.

"Oh don't do this. I am new to this, I can't manage my 'kingly' demands as well as my queenly wife, I'm afraid."

"And what if the Queen would want to demand something..?" she questioned, lifting her head to meet his eyes

"Oh?" He raised a brow. "And what might my Queen demand, exactly?"

She let out a low chuckle.

"Your Queen demands.." she tilted her head and upturned her nose "that her King spent the entirety of this day with her and their children."

He smiled. "I'm afraid that would require me to cancel yet another council and the meeting with mother. Ma will be furious and scream till the entirety of the Red Keep has heard my misfortune."

A pause.

"But it would barely be anything new for me or her. I suppose I can hear it once again to please you."

She shook her head. "The things you do."

That made him grin. "The things I do."

"I promise that I'll ease mother's tension when she comes to know of it."

"Oh I'm sure you will. Just make sure your plan won't require me having to nearly get thrown across the room before you step in, like last time."

She giggled and kissed him. Their only source of contact being their lips. Their only source of hope.

Her only source of hope was within that kiss.

The future was to take the present away at any moment and leave behind the massacred past. But the goblet still fell. And perhaps, in the present, it was best to pretend it was merely wine.