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Lady of the night- Part 2

Since so many of you loved the first part I found the inspiration to finish the follow up of my Aemond Targaryen imagine, I hope you will all like it. Feedback is always lovely.

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Part 1

Summary: Aemond demands that his family give (Y/n) justice and Jace his comeuppance. He will get justice for his beloved even if he has to do something drastic.

Enjoy.

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"Aemond you don't have to do this."

(Y/n) wrapped both hands around her husband's upper arm and reeled herself closer to his side until there was no more space between them. Her chin perched on his shoulder and her doe eyes stared up at him, full of worry and apprehension. A slither of comfort warmed through her blood when he reached his hand out to cup her cheek and pressed a longing kiss to her forehead that made butterflies spark in her stomach.

When she pressed a kiss to his shoulder over his leather jacket, she could feel him wavering and melting before her.

He was close to giving in and picking her up to take her straight back to their bed right then and there. But when he feathered his fingers up from her cheek to cradle the back of her head and he felt her wince, his exterior hardened again. He could feel the swollen bump at the back of her head from where she had broken Jace's nose to get away from him.

Aemond remembered seeing the little scratch marks on her left thigh that hadn't been put there by him. If he moved the collar of her dress, he would see the mark on her neck and each mark he saw upon her skin made him think back to last night.

If he tried hard enough, Aemond could still hear those shrill screams and the way his name tore from his wife's lips like he had never heard before and never wanted to hear again. When he closed his eyes he could see her laid on the floor, face wet with tears and her body shaking from fear.

No one had the right to scare her like that or to even touch her precious skin and Aemond wanted justice. If he hadn't of been coming back to the room when he did, things could have been a lot worse and Aemond didn't want to think or speculate what would have happened if his nephew had had his way with (Y/n). He couldn't get away with that.

"He tried to hurt you. I didn't care that he bore the consequence of taking my eye but by the Gods I'll have him get comeuppance for what he did to you."

At the time, Aemond had felt such a burning rage in him that he had been the one to lose an eye and be permanently scarred and disfigured for life. It ignited a passion in him that his father could have ignored his injury and didn't even bother to find justice like his mother had begged and pleaded for. He had felt so proud of his mother when she tried to take justice for him with her own hand, damned of the consequence it would have for her.

He had quelled his burning rage with the knowledge that he had gained a dragon. Aemond had the hold on the most powerful dragon in the realm that his nephews and cousins didn't dare claim themselves. The dragon was payment for his eye and it was enough.

But this time it would be different.

Nothing Jace could say would dull the burning rage inside Aemond for him trying to attack (Y/n). Aemond would see justice for his wife or he would go and get it himself.

"He gets one chance at facing the consequences or I'll take my revenge myself and not even you will stop me, my love." His words were so heartfelt and endearing and (Y/n) knew she couldn't say anything to that, not just yet. She might be able to calm him down soon and stop him from doing anything rash but she wasn't going to win that argument right now, she would bide her time and see what happened in the meantime.

Aemond was being fair to Jace right now and (Y/n) was proud of him for that. She had managed to stop him from seeking Jace out in the dead of night by telling her husband she didn't want to be left alone and it was true, (Y/n) only felt safe when Aemond's arms were around her.

In the early hours of the morning Aemond had gone to his mother and told her he wanted a meeting with everyone in the great hall and this was him giving Jace a chance. If no one on the council would give Aemond the justice he was seeking then he would take to the shadows and claim it for himself later. He was being the bigger man and seeking justice the fair way when he didn't have to. It was for (Y/n)'s sake more than anyone elses, he wouldn't have her feeling guilty for anything and that meant Aemond had to go through the proper channel first.

"Thank you." (Y/n) murmured the words against Aemond's neck, drinking in his scent when he kissed her forehead again before he wrapped his arm securely around her waist and guided her into the hall.

As he'd asked, everyone began to filter into the room. His mother, grandfather Otto and siblings were stood to one side near the iron throne, his father, surprisingly, was sat on the throne although he wasn't going to be much use here. And Rhaneyra, Daemon, Jace and Luke were on the other side of the throne with the council members behind them.

(Y/n) felt herself beginning to shake when they walked into the room. She let Aemond guide her over to his family and his hand tightened on her hip to try and calm her down because he knew this wasn't going to be easy. His wife was a spirited but shy bird and this was going to put her in the middle of an argument.

A half smile pulled nervously at (Y/n)'s lips when Alicent reached out and looped an arm through her own, pulling (Y/n) to her side for comfort. Aemond was closer to his mother than anyone so he had told her this morning what had happened. He knew she would have his back and support him if no one else here would.

"Okay, now we're all here, can someone tell us why we have been gathered this early in the morning?" Otto wore a smile that was uneasy as he stood closer to the throne than anyone else. He didn't like not knowing what was going on.

Aemond squeezed (Y/n)'s hip one last time before he took a few steps away from her so he was stood in the middle of the room. He had to be the one to speak, he couldn't let his mother handle this one for him and he wasn't going to have (Y/n) speak and get interrogated. Everything directed to her would go through him first.

"I doubt Jace has told anyone what he's done, so I will." Aemond let his eye linger on his half sister and he soaked up her confusion like a good wine because he knew she was going to defend her brute of a son. "He tried to take advantage of my wife last night. I found him pinning her to the floor by her neck while she screamed and begged him to let her go. I know Jace doesn't understand that actions have consequences because anything he does goes unnoticed, but if my wife doesn't get justice for what he did, then I will for her."

Aemond kept his arms held behind his back with his nails digging into his palms so badly he knew they would be bleeding soon. It was going to be almost funny to see what kind of 'justice' his father and half sister were going to come up with. Jace was made of gold to them but of mud and spit in Aemond and his family's eyes. If he got let off without so much as a scratch, it would be made clear that Aemond wouldn't let him go so easily.

"Is this true, (Y/n)?"

"Of course it's true. How do you think he got such a pretty little mark on his face?"

Aemond tilted his head sharply to the side, narrowing his eye at his father who dared even think this was a lie, let alone suggest it. Overnight Jace's broken nose had become swollen and discoloured and the wound on his cheek made by Aemond had been stitched up and now made half of his face swollen.

"Oh, Jace." Rhaneyra looked like she wanted to slap him for this like Alicent usually did whenever Aegon did something so stupid that came wikth vile consequences. But all she did was grip his shoulder tightly and pull him closer to her like he was seven years old again. She couldn't keep protecting him forever, he had to face up to what he was doing with his life and he had to grow up soon.

"Well, husband. What do you suggest? The boy needs some sort of punishment for this." Alicent gave her ailing husband a very sharp look whilst she patted (Y/n)'s arm and held her tight. She would not let her husband be walked all over by Rhaneyra again like he did six years ago.

This was going to be different.

"He can make a formal apology to (Y/n), in front of the council."

If Rhaynera's suggestion wasn't comical enough, the room fell silent when an awful cackle left Aemond's lips and his head tilted back like he just heard the funniest joke in the world. His expression was a mix of burning rage and passion spawn from love when he took a sweeping look around the room.

"Dear sister, if I tried to force myself on you and then said sorry, would you forgive me so easily?"

Aemond took a daring step towards his sister and smiled brightly with excitement when Daemon moved to stand in front of his lady wife for protection as if Aemond would carry out his insinuation. He liked having control of the room like this, even his old useless father didn't know what to say or what he was supposed to do anymore. Aemond was the one with a hand full of aces and he was going to control what happened now.

"Well what do you suggest?" Rhaynera snapped back but it was clear she didn't really want the answer to her question.

"I'd take his hand as payment." Aemond muttered the words under his breath but it was clear a few people heard what he said.

"Aemond, please." Alicent moved towards Aemond but he shook his head with an almost broken look. His mother couldn't calm him down from this stage and she couldn't dare tell him to try and be reasonable because it wasn't going to wash.

His wife had been man-handled last night and if he did appear she could have been seriously hurt and scarred. If Jace could walk around doing that to every maiden he saw then no one here was going to be safe and if he got away with this then he would likely do it again. It wasn't enough to say sorry. It wasn't enough to admit last night that if he knew (Y/n) was married to Aemond he wouldn't have gone near her. It shouldn't matter who her husband was, she said no to him and he should have left her alone.

A sudden smile broke out on Aemond's face and he looked almost possessed when he turned on his heels and faced his father, eye to eye.

"Six years ago when I lost my eye, you declared anyone that called her children bastards would have their tongues cut out." He pressed a finger to his chin before he turned to face Jace and Rhaynera. "And my wife told me you had the nerve to call her a prostitute before you pinned her to the floor by her throat. I shall like your tongue as payment."

A chill ran down (Y/n)'s spine and she felt Alicent stiffen beside her but she couldn't hide the pride from slipping onto her face and nor could (Y/n). Aemond was in his element here and his power made (Y/n)'s heart flutter in her chest like a bird trying to be set free. Her husband was doing this for her, he was unsettling everyone, asserting his power and dominance and making sure that she would be safe and that what happened to her wouldn't go unpunished.

"You will not take his tongue-" Rhaynera pulled Jace closer to her but she could barely breathe, afraid her brother would actually try and go through with his threat.

"Then how about I castrate him?!"

Aemond's voice deepened an octave and he bellowed the words out until they almost burst his eardrums and clattered against the stone walls. He wanted justice and he wanted it now! He had lost his fucking eye, he had been singled out and picked on all his life and now his wife was being hurt. With the Gods as his witness he was going to have some sort of payment as collateral damage and he was going to have it now!

"He's already been hurt enough, you will not hurt him any further."

"No, no. My wife broke his nose when he didn't cease his assault on her and I made a small cut to his face to get him off her, that isn't being hurt enough. If I could lose an eye over being strong enough to claim a dragon, he can certainly lose an eye, a tongue, a hand or his bollocks for attacking what is most dear to me."

Jace had been hurt when he didn't stop trying to force himself on (Y/n), she had hurt him to get him off her. That was not payment for what he did, it was the proof of a struggle. He had his cheek cut when Aemond had been blind with fury after having to heave him off his wife. That too was not payment but part and price of the struggle.

He was going to lose something and Aemond would be sure of it.

"Viserys, you didn't protect Aemond when he lost his eye and there was no comeuppence for that, no eye for an eye. Jace cannot get away with this again, disinherit him if you will-"

"Enough!" The King's voice was not nearly as powerful as what it used to be years ago but everyone stayed quiet nonetheless. "There shall be no limbs lost here. The boy will be bannished from Kings Landing for two years and when the Gods claim me, he shall have no inheritance."

He was still in line for the throne, he still had his eye and his bollocks in tact. Aemond wanted more than forcing him to stay at home under house arrest and making him stay dependant on his mother for longer than this. He wanted his tongue seared off by a hot knife, he wanted his balls castrated in front of the towns folk. Aemond wanted his hand chopped off so he couldn't force it up another woman's skirt.

"Father, please! There's no proof he did this-"

"Proof? You dare call my wife a liar and ignore that your son is a brute? How about I slice that pretty little neck of yours and then you can ask him whether he's responsible or not."

In the space of two seconds, Aemond seemed to fly across the room to stand in front of Rhaynera. He grabbed her by her hair to tilt her head back and held the side of his blade against her neck harsh enough to make it harder to breathe but not enough to draw blood. No one seemed to see him move until he was in front of her and no one dared move in case he hurt her.

No one got away with calling (Y/n) a liar.

"Release her!"

"Aemond that's enough now!"

For once, Alicent stayed put where she was. Aemond had done the right thing to ask for justice instead of seeking it out for himself and she wasn't going to stop him from demanding it when he deserved it. She held her head high whilst Aegon wore a smile next to her.

Aemond almost dug the blade into her skin, almost. But when he felt familiar hands on his shoulders and a head pressing into his back between his shoulder blades, his frame loosened. He could feel (Y/n) whispering into his back, asking him to stop, telling him that it was okay and he had done enough for her now. He swore he heard her say she was proud of him and that little phrase made his blade drop to his side and he backed up into her embrace.

Saying nothing, Aemond turned on his heels, wrapped his arms around (Y/n) and walked her out of the room, leaving everyone stunned into silence.

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"Aemond, where have you been?"

A smile spread across (Y/n)'s lips when the chamber door opened and she rushed off the sofa to meet her husband at the door just as he walked in. He had his cloack buttoned up around his neck and the hood pulled over his head which in a way was rather sexy.

He barely had chance to pull the hood down before his wife was in his arms and a smile was instantly on his lips. Aemond pressed his lips against (Y/n)'s temple, breathing in her scent while he held her by her hips and pulled her against him. He had been out longer than he had planned and he felt bad, he knew (Y/n) wouldn't leave the room alone anymore without him or his mother there by her side.

"Hello sweetheart."

He discarded the cloak from his shoulders before his fingers danced down (Y/n)'s hips and moved to the back of her thighs to pick her up, earning a squeak of surprise from her and she smiled against his lips. Her hands cupped his face and pulled him closer while he walked into the room and set her down on her back on the bed.

"Are you hurt?" The question took Aemond by surprise and he pulled up for a moment, mentally checked over himself, wondering why (Y/n) would ask such a question. But his mind cleared up when (Y/n)'s delicate finger brushed over his pointed chin and she rubbed a bit of blood away. "What's happened?"

"Nothing, my love-"

"Aemond, tell me what's happened?" (Y/n) could barely get the words out and as soon as she said them she nearly forgot them when he kissed her so hard and deep that her mind started to spin. She fell on her back on the bed again with Aemond's weight resting over her and his lips hungrily devouring her neck making her stomach twist in delightful knots.

A murmur of delight left (Y/n)'s lips when she felt his lips travel further down her skin and his hands expertly undid the lace at the front of her dress which let the fabric loosen and drop around her sides.

The faint sound of a scream barely made it into the room and (Y/n) opened her eyes at the noise to come face to face with such a look of love she had never seen before. She cupped his cheeks once again, smoothing her thumbs over his prominent cheekbones before he kissed her, his teeth nipping at her lower lip. "What did you do?" Her words were so sensual and full of lust that it made Aemond groan and jerk his hips into her.

"Let's just say that Jace won't be able to have this kind of fun anymore."

A bolt of fear mixed with dumbfounded surprise swirled in (Y/n)'s stomach before Aemond's kisses left her mind blank and subdued to his love.

There was no way Aemond would let Jace get away with what he had done, deep down (Y/n) knew that and she knew at some point he would do something. But right now, she couldn't care less what her husband had done because whatever he did showed how madly in love with her he was and how all he wanted to do was protect her.

Even if it meant he had castrated his own nephew.

[i-only-see-my-dreams]

House of the Dragon Ladies + Six

I bet you wanna know how we got this far

[denzel-shadow]

Viserys: y’all wanna act like lil girls, then get treated like lil girls

Thus king Viserys ended the civil war by punishing his first born child and second wife by making them hold hands and apologize.

[axelsagewrites]

Who I Write For

Back after 3 years here's who I write for now

Masterlist (still working on)

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Game of thrones

House of the dragon

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[cryingscreencaps]

[hopelessdreamerthoughts]

[voicesknowmyname]

I know we all naturally dislike this little shit but (young) Aegon has only made me hate Alicent even more.

He was just a typical douchebag teen prince that was perfectly happily in his position because he got to drink wine and fuck around without the responsibility of being the heir but OF COURSE Alicent corrupts him and pushes him to become an even bigger asshole

[thegetoufather]

watching everyone simp over matt smith in house of dragon is so funny

[hoplessartist]

Me drawing my house of dragons Oc with her father

Vs how i draw her with her mothers

i was playing around with the idea of "What id Daemon had a child with Rhea" and this is what came out ( absolutely self indulgent)

"It is said that what Prince Daemon lacked in affection in his relationship with Princess Alayse, was balanced by the care she received from her three mothers.

Apparently before her timely passing Lady Rhea was quite enamored with her little girl, so much so that she would bring her on horseback during her hunts while she was juste a babe.

The bond between Lady Laena and her stepdaughter is no secret to anyone. Despite her young age the lady took great care of the little princess as if she was hers, teaching her the way of a lady as well as picking an egg specifically for her when the princess was just four, and in exchange Princess Alayse looked after her younger stepsisters with love and protectiveness after the passing of Lady Laena.

Queen Rhaenyra walked in to the life of the princess when she was now a young woman in the bloom of youth, still this did nit prevent the two from growing close, more like peers than a mother and a daughter. Rhaynera was quick to recognize the potential of the Princess as dragon rider and strategist, keeping her close and entrusting her with great secrets than even Prince Daemon was not made aware off."

Princess Alayse Targaryen "The bronze dragon " "The head Collector."

[i-only-see-my-dreams]

Richard Siken

[maybeijustwanttobeme]

Chapter 1: At the Sound of their Roar

Pairing: Aemond Targaryen x Lannister!Female!Reader

Warning: swearing, violence and spoilers.

Summary: What happened when a dragon and a lion fall in love.

Notes: English is not my first language.

-What titles did Aegon, the Conqueror, give to the Lannister family? 

-Lords Paramount of the Westerlands and Wardens of the West.- Y/N asked. She was tired of her daily lessons.- Are we done?

-For the moment, yes. We will continue later.- the lion cub smiled and almost ran out of her apartments at the Red Keep. 

She started looking for him. 

All the Red Keep knew of the cub’s tendency to engage in a conversation despite only being 10 years old. She expected, almost demanded, an answer to each of her questions. All the Ladies, Lords, servants, and even the King hag grew fond of their little conversations or interrogations. 

Her parents, Lord Jason Lannister of Casterly Rock and Lady Johanna Westerling, had sent her to court with her uncle Tyland. In the beginning, Jason refused to send her only daughter to the Capital; however, his lady wife insisted. She argued her daughter would learn how to navigate her duty as a highborn lady there than in Casterly Rock. 

Jason was satisfied with his heirs, but there was no doubt that his daughter was the apple of his eye. With a broken heart, he let his daughter travel to the Red Keep with Tyland. 

The little cub passed near where Princess Rhaynera was giving birth to her third child. She was curious about what the baby would be like. 

On her way, she caught sight of Harwin Strong with a worried face. He felt her look and smiled back. He is a good person, she thought. She still did not understand the consequences of his actions. 

She found the person she was looking for: Aemond. He was sitting at the foot of the Iron Throne practicing his High Valyrian. 

-I thought you’d be at the Dragon Pit by now. 

-Not yet. My nephews are waiting for their new brother to give him his egg.- he replied. He was still focused on his book. 

-I prefer lions.- she sat beside him. Aemond stopped reading his book to see her with a face of disbelief. 

-Why? Lions are weak compared to dragons. 

-First, I’m a proud Lannister and second, their mane should be soft. I want one. 

-I’m sure if you asked Lord Jason for one, he’d send it to you so we could have it here. 

-I know, but I don’t want your brother and your nephews to want to feed their dragons with my lion. 

-Wise girl. 

-I’d like my father to give me a dragon... or even a lion. 

-He loves you, but he is ill.- she tried to encourage him.  

-No, he loves Rhaenrya. Helaena, Daeron and I do not exist. And Aegon less and less each day. I could die tomorrow, and he would not notice. 

-But your mother would. 

-Yes, she’d definitely notice.- both chuckled. 

-I would notice it. And don’t worry, you will one day have your dragon as I will have my lion.- she said so sure that for a few seconds, Aemond believed he would have a dragon. 

-You are really that sure? 

-Yes! - she stood and saw the Iron Throne.- As well as someday a Lannister will sit on the Iron Throne. 

-That could be considered great treason.- he stood beside her watching the throne. 

-If Lannister marries a Targaryen and they have a son, that baby could sit on the throne. 

-It would be a Targaryen. 

-It would be a Lannister.- both laughed. 

-Targaryen-Lannister.- Aemond repeated it in his mind- sounds... 

-Powerful. 

***

Curiosity won over the cub. She was looking for the Queen when she saw that the princess had returned to her apartment with her husband. 

The Guards announced her arrival. She did not find the Queen alone; she did her courtesy towards the King and the Queen. 

-Lady Lannister- the King greeted. 

-Your Grace.- the cub saw the opportunity to talk about Aemond to the King.- I was with Aemond. He is advancing very well with his High Valyrian.- before she could continue, the King interrupted. 

-I’ll summon him soon. - the cub didn’t want to give up, but the Queen squeezed her shoulders slightly to stop her. 

Y/N didn’t understand why the King didn’t want to see Aemond. She knew the princess and wasn’t as intelligent as Aemond. She understood why he didn’t want to see Aegon. 

-I am very grateful for your support to Aemond.- the Queen knew that the little Lannister had a special connection with Aemond. In addition to just being a year younger, the lioness’s infinite curiosity and determination for his son created a special bond between them. 

Y/N loved the Queen almost like her own mother. The Queen Alicent filled the emptiness she had when she missed her mother. 

-Is the baby cute? 

-Yes, like all babies.- the Queen answered sincerely.  

-A girl?

-No, a boy

-A strong boy? 

-Yes, strong and healthy. His name is Joffrey.- not a Targaryen name, she thought. 

-I hope your egg doesn’t hatch.- she confessed. 

-We should not wish for that. He is just a baby.- the Queen scold her gently. 

-Jace, Luke, and Aegon bother Aemond a lot for not having a dragon. Maybe if it was one of his brothers does not have a dragon, they could stop bothering Aemond. - The Queen hugged the girl. 

-How excited are you to spend some time at Casterly Rock?- the excited girl told the Queen everything she wanted to do when she got home.

They both had a pleasant time. It was hard for Alicent not to compare Y/N to her daughter. Healena was hard to connect with. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t understand her daughter’s fascination with bugs, while Y/N could talk about anything a 10-year-old girl did. Lord Jason would not marry his daughter so young, and the Queen would support this. She didn’t want the girl’s glow to fade if she had to get married as young as she did. Somehow, the Queen was reliving part of her childhood with her. It reminded her of when she was with Johana and Rhaenyra at her age; before facing the cruel reality. 

The Queen rose hastily to see her son when the guards arrived with Aemond.

***

Her uncle, Tyland, had announced to her that before going to Casterly Rock, they would go to the funeral of Lady Leana as representatives of the House Lannister. He warned her about her behaviour. 

-Go and give Lady Leana’s daughters some comforting words. They’ll need a friend.- her uncle said kindly. 

-Should I see Jace and Luke too?- the news about the death of Harwin Strong and his father had arrived. The cub did not have sympathy for the King's grandchildren after the joke about the pig. 

-That would be treason.- he warned her.  

-Telling the truth should not be treason.- Tyland pressed his cheek and pointed him to go with the girls. 

Aemond approached to fire pit with Jace. He couldn’t tell him how sorry he was for Harwin's death. He would remember him with affection, always giving away sweets incognito. Although he knew it was for the Velaryon children, they all enjoyed extra sweets. 

Aemond’s attempted smile and Jace’s disgusted look were not what they wanted to say. 

The lioness could only smile at the girls because her grandmother had arrived with them. Rhaenys did not want anyone to join them. 

She approached Aemond. They were in silence. None of the children knew what they had to do or to feel, but they could perfectly sense the tension of the adults. 

Aemond needed a few minutes alone with Y/N to tell her the plan. He decided he was claiming Vhagar. If anything happened to him, he needed someone to know and that someone was Y/N. 

-I will claim Vhagar. I can finally have my dragon and the greatest of Westeros.- he paused for a brief moment.- or I may not return. 

-You will return with the biggest dragon of Westeros. I will be waiting for you at the entrance.- she supported him. He deserved a dragon as fierce as him. 

Y/N took Aemond’s hand to give him confidence. He wanted to kiss her. He had never kissed anyone, and Aegon had told him it was time to kiss women. 

-Go get your dragon.- she kissed him sweetly on the cheek. 

***

Y/N was nervous about Aemond coming back. He has to come back, she thought. 

Minutes passed, but she could only hear the torches. More minutes passed, and Y/N turned around to go after the guards, but a powerful growl caught her attention. 

-He claimed it!- she smiled.

Her smile faded when she heard steps and voices.

-What are you doing here? - Y/N asked the Targaryen girls and the Velaryon boys. 

-We heard Vhagar. What are you doing here?- the elder girl asked angrily. 

-I don’t have to give you explanations.  

-We’re Velaryon; we’re in Driftmark, and you’re...- Jace was interrupted.

- A Lannister. I don’t have to give you any explanation. 

-It’s him.- Baela pointed Aemond out. 

-It’s me.- Aemond took off his cloak. 

-Vhagar is my mother’s dragon. 

-Your mother is dead, and Vhagar has a new rider.- he stated.  The other four children were angry. Y/N almost ran to Aemond's side. 

-She was mine to claim!- Aemond got in front of Y/N. 

-Then you should’ve claimed her! Maybe your cousins can find you a pig to ride. It would suit you.- Y/N took Aemond by the shoulder to leave, but Baela walked to wrestle with Aemond, he pushed her to the ground, and Rhaena hit him. Aemond returned the punch. Y/N stopped Rhaena before she could punch Aemond back, but the Targaryen girl managed to punch her in the face. 

-Come at us again, and I’ll feed you to my dragon! - Aemond tried to help Y/N, but Jace started throwing punches, Aemond managed to defend himself with a kick, but the four children attacked him. 

Y/N tried to pull Jace, but he punched her Y/N. She screamed. 

Aemond alerted by the scream managed to kick Jace and then his cousins. Luke attacked again, but Aemond was faster and grabbed him by the neck. He takes a raised rock threatening him. He saw Y/N running out and screaming for the guards. 

-You will die screaming in flames just as your father did! Bastards. 

-My father is still alive.- Luke whined. Aemond lowered the rock. 

-He doesn’t know, does he, Lord Strong? - Jace pulled out a blade.  

He begins to threaten Aemond. He continues with the stone in his hand. Luke with a scream cuts his eye. Aemond falls to the ground as he screams and covers his eye. 

- Aemond! -Y/N ran to see how Luke took the blade but failed to get help.

The Guards were too late. 

***

-Aemond will have the truth of what happened. Now! - the King shouted at his son.

-What else is there to hear? Our child has been mutilated. Your grandchild is responsible.- the Queen was furious. Not even his father had seen this side of Alicent.  

-It was a regrettable accident. 

-Accident? Prince Lucerys brought a sword into the ambush. He wanted to kill my son.

-It was my children who were attacked and forced to defend themselves. Vile insults went against them.- Rhaenyera defended her children.  

-What insults? - the King asked. 

-The legitimacy of my children’s birth was called into question. 

-He called us bastards.-Jace muttered. 

-My children are in the line to inherit the Iron Throne, Your Grace. This is the highest betrayal. Prince Aemond must be strongly questioned, so we can know where he heard such slanders. - Aemond turned to see his half-sister and bastards. He just lost an eye, and he has to endure being questioned. 

-For an insult? My son has lost an eye. - the Queen was perplexed.

The lioness knew that no justice would be done for Aemond’s eye. The King decided to give more importance to an insult than his son’s eye. 

The King demanded apologies, but those were never heard. 

***

-Your parents would have a word with the Queen for this.- in the ambush, Jace broked Y/N's nose.

-There is debt to be paid- she repeated the words of the Queen. 

- A Lannister always pays his debts.- His uncle replied. She smiled. 

Her nose would be avenged, and somehow the Lannisters would help avenge Aemond’s eye, as the King had strayed by a few insults. 

-You’ll have new and more guards.

-What are you going to do to the others? 

-Your father will decide. Now, go to say goodbye. I still have some business with the Hand. Try not to get into trouble.- he warned. 

-I’ll try.

She had a headache. The Maesters had told her it was normal. If a broken nose could hurt, she could not imagine the pain of losing an eye. 

The little cub went to see Aemond.

The Queen was leaving Aemond's room. She explained that Aemond was sleeping due to the milk of the poppy for the pain. 

Upon returning to the room, she encountered the four attackers in the hall. They were calm as if nothing had happened the night before. With her new guards she approached the bastards and their cousins. 

-You haven’t apologized.- she faced them.  

-What for? - Jace asked. 

-He stole Vhagar- Rhaena attacked. 

-And you are the Targaryens?- the cub mocked them.- You should know that a person can’t steal a dragon. He claimed Vhagar fairly. 

-He called us bastards! 

-If a person had to lose a part of their body every time they insulted someone, no one could survive. Not even you! It’s an insult to tell the Prince that he should ride a pig.- the boys were getting nervous.- What should you lose? 

-Are you threatening us? - Jace asked, startled to see the lioness’s cold gaze and her four guards behind.  

-There is debt to be paid, and a Lannister always pays his debts. 

Otto saw everything and knew that cub would grow up to be a great lioness. A lioness who hunts dragons. A lioness who will support his little dragons. 

-The King said he will have the tongue of anyone who spreads those accusations, Lady Lannister.- Daemon said, appearing from one of the corners. The dragon thought that the lioness will bow, but she didn’t. 

-Then remove my tongue. I am sure you have a blade with you, Prince Daemon.- The Rogue Prince was surprised. The little cub had more blood than some of the Targaryen.- Guard, give me your blade.- her guards did not give her one until Y/N demanded it. 

She threw it at the Prince’s feet. 

The echo of the blade was the only sound heard at Driftmark for a moment. Daemon slowly approached the blade. The guards took on the handle of their swords, preparing to face the Prince. 

-This is madness even for you Daemon.- the Hand of the King intervened. 

-You heard my brother. He was very clear, and Lady Lannister insists on serving her punishment. 

-She is a child! 

-She knows what bastards mean. She knows the penalty, and you know that I like to enforce the laws.

-Then do it.- the guards drew their swords, and Daemon slowly approached to see if the puppy approached her guards, but out of her heavier breath, her position did not change.

-I just hope you're ready for a war with the Lannisters.-

Daemon stopped watching Otto as if he’d just ruined his hunt. 

-The Lannisters are a great family that honours the laws. They will understand that their daughter broke the law.- Daemonwas close enough to attack at any time. 

-Be prepared for war.- Otto repeated.- Not a single person will support you on this, not even your brother. 

Daemon knew Otto was right, but he couldn’t let a girl win. The Lannsiter had insulted his daughters. She had made his blood look like weak cravens. 

-Lady Lannister should apologize.- Daemon wanted at least to humiliate the proud lion. 

-No.- she roared. 

Otto agreed with the lioness. She wasn’t a cub anymore. Not after facing Daemon Targaryen. 

-Then your tongue is it.- the chaos broke out

-Dameon! Guards! - shouted Otto pushed Y/N behind his back. 

-What’s the meaning of this?! - before a tragedy, Tyland stopped the madness. 

-I told the bastards that they should apologize for what happened last night.- she explained while leaving the Hand's back.- Prince Dameon wants justice as the King demanded because I broke the law by calling them bastards. He demands my tongue, uncle. I even gave him the blade.- Tyland knew Y/N was impulsive, but she never thought she could do anything stupid like this. 

-You’re not going to touch my niece. She’s not going to apologize, she didn’t insult you last night or did she? - the kids denied.- Jace Velaryon broke her nose, and clearly, she justice or at least an apology. 

Daemon threw the blade back at Y/N. 

-You can have hit, Prince. The handle has gold. I think you may need the gold ,or for your cowardly nephews to remember that there is a debt to pay, and the Lannister always pays their debts. 

Daemon saw them all leave. His daughters and nephews behind him were scared. The Lannister girl was right; four dragons had been cornered by a small lioness. 

Daemon picked up the blade. The handle had a golden lion. 

The Rogue Prince had to admit he was impressed of the fiercer of the lioness. 

There was a debt to be paid. 

She wanted an eye, and he wanted a tongue. 

[axelsagewrites]

My sweet author,could I get you an extremely nsfw fluffy (with some angst) imagine/oneshot modern Daemon x poc chubby fem!reader, where she's been feeling insecure about her body lately (dodging his touches and asking him to turn off the light in moments of intimacy) He notices and decides to ask her what's going on, at first she doesn't talk and says it's nothing, but ends up telling. So he takes her into the bedroom and just adores her and shows her how much he loves her and that she doesn't have to feel insecure about her her body. sex) please?

Daemon Targaryen*I Adore You

Pairing: Daemon x f!reader

Word count: 2472

Warnings: body image issues, comparison, slight jealousy, Viserys making dickish comments, praise, slight teasing, f! receiving oral, fingering, p in v sex, light choking, unprotected sex, smut 18+

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When you and Daemon first started dating you couldn’t keep your hands off each other long enough to even care how your body looked in whatever position he was currently twisting you in. Not even for a second did Daemon make you feel insecure. He was constantly giving you compliments, touching you, holding your waist or squeezing your hips. Not a day went by where that man did not make you feel appreciated and loved.

However, no matter how much love someone else gives you doesn’t make up for a lack of love in your own self. You had felt confident initially, in part because of Daemons sweet words and lingering touches, however recently you couldn’t help starting to compare yourself to everyone you saw online.

However, one event last week really sent your insecurities over the edge. You had only met Daemons niece and nephews in passing but after dating Daemon for almost six months he thought it only made sense you join him at his annual family reunion his brother would host. For the most part everyone had been kind and welcoming, some of the younger ones not being interested in you being there but that’s not what had bothered you.

Despite it being Viserys party he was the last one you got to meet, not long before dinner was served. You were stood talking to Rhaenyra when her father approached you both with a warm smile, “you brought a friend I see,” Viserys said, reaching out a hand for you to shake.

Rhaenyra laughed as you awkwardly shook his hand, “no dad she’s here with Daemon,”

“oh!” Viserys said, his eyes going wide for a moment before he quickly tried to hide his shock, “forgive me dear you’re just not what I was expecting,”

His words made you worry but Rhaenyra swooped in again, “I swear he told you last week he was bringing his girlfriend,” she said, confused at her own dad’s obliviousness.

“no, it’s just- you know you’re not his usual type,” he said with an awkward smile that made your stomach feel like it had been sucker punched, “it’s a good thing though, mixing it up,” he said, punching the air in the awkward ways dads do. Rhaynera did scold him, and you assured them it was fine despite the anxiety bubbling in your stomach.

His comments while he passed you a plate from the barbeque didn’t help. Viserys had made it very, very clear that you weren’t Daemons type. You tried to not let it get to you, telling Rhaenyra not to mention it to Daemon, but you couldn’t help but spiral. You went down his Facebook, going to years old posts to see his ex-girlfriends. Skinny, skinny, skinny and blonde, skinny and white, skinny. Not one curve, one stretchmark, one bad hair day in sight.

It was just all building up inside, threatening to explode. When you woke up this morning, you rushed to the bathroom to wash your face, fix your hair, and straighten your pjs to climb back into bed, pretending to have just woken up not long before Daemon had to for work. “morning love,” he mumbled, rubbing the sleep from his eye before leaning in to kiss you.

You turned your head to the side, and you weren’t even sure why you did as his lips pressed against your cheek. Daemon raised an eyebrow, but you just gave a tight smile, “morning breath,” you apologised.

You had been doing this on and off for the past week, averting his kisses and his touches and not once trying to initiate anything physical. As Daemons back up alarm went off, he just mumbled something before getting out of bed to get ready.

The whole day you practically threw yourself a pity party, almost spiralling in your own insecurity as you lounged on his couch wondering how long you could go on avoiding his touches. You were watching early greys anatomy when the door suddenly opened. Your head span around to see Daemon walking in, a smile on his face and a bag in hand. “hey,” he said, leaning over the couch to kiss your cheek.

“your early,” you said, watching him as he moved to sit beside you on the couch.

“I thought I’d get off early and surprise you,” he said as he reached into the bag to pull something out, “and bring you these,” he said as he handed you a box of the fancy kinds of chocolates, he had bought you for your second date. “I know there your favourite,” he said grinning down at you.

Chocolates. They thought made your stomach curl. “thank you,” you said, putting on your best smile and kissing his cheek.

“what are we watching?” He asked as he slouched into the couch, moving his arm to rest around your waist with his hand on your lower hip.

“greys anatomy,” you said as you shuffled your body making his hand fall onto the couch cushion.

Daemon sighed, his eyes closing for a moment making you fidget with nerves. “what’s wrong?” He said, his voice already sounding exhausted before he opened his eyes which you could barely meet, “have I done something cause for the past week you’ve been ignoring me- “

“I’m not ignoring you-,”

“you won’t let me touch you,” Daemon almost snapped cutting you off as he sat forward to take a breath, “im sorry for snapping but I just don’t understand. This whole week you’ve been so distant,”

“I didn’t mean to be,” you mumbled your eyes shutting as you leaned back into the couch.

You felt Daemon shuffle beside you, his arm going around your shoulders, “what’s wrong? Maybe I can help,”

“it’s not you- “you said, shaking your head as you collected your thoughts, “it’s me and it’s just something your brother said- “

“oh, gods that cunt,” Daemon muttered under his breath, “whatever he said he’s wrong okay he doesn’t know his ass from his elbow,”

“it’s just- “you said finally opening your eyes, “he said how im not your usual type and I already wasn’t feeling great, and it got to me and just ugh,” you rushed out before moving to hold your head in your hands, “I know im being stupid okay but- “

“you’re not stupid,” Daemon said gently, his hands resting on your shoulders to gently pull you up to face him, “you’re anything but. You’re amazing and perfect and beautiful. What does he know about what I like anyway?”

“it’s just I get scared,” you said, your voice low as you avoided his gaze, “I get scared that you don’t actually like me or that you’re just settling,”

“darling,” Daemon said, his fingers grabbing your chin to tilt your head up to finally look into his eyes, “I don’t just like you. I love you and everything about you,” Daemon said as he interlocked his fingers with yours, “your eyes, your smile,” he said, tracing over your face with his free hand making you laugh softly, “your cheeks and don’t even get me started on your body which I adore” he said with a cheeky grin making you laugh at his antics, “you’ve no reason to be insecure,”

“I get you it’s just hard,” you said, sniffling slightly as your eyes finally began to dry. “I just don’t want you to think im gross or something,”

Daemon got serious again for a moment as he held your hand tight, “you’re not gross or any other bad thing you’ve been thinking about. I could never think you’re gross. You’re the sexiest person I’ve ever met,”

“really?” You scoffed, half laughing at his outlandish claim.

But to Daemon it was hundred percent fact, “obviously,” he said as if you asked if the sky was blue. “are you kidding me? Look at you. Look at these hips,” he said, grabbing at your hips over your jeans making you laugh, “and these thighs,” he said, his hand moving to your legs, squeezing the flesh as his eyes wandered your chest, “you wanna know just how sexy I find you?” He asked, his eyes flickering back up to yours with a teasing smirk.

You nodded slowly, still slightly worried about him seeing you again but Daemon stood up suddenly, holding his hand out to you. You took his hand gently, but Daemon suddenly pulled you up, flush against his chest, his lips suddenly crashing onto yours.

His hand moved to your ass, squeezing it as best he could over your jeans. You grabbed his shoulders to try steady yourself as Daemon pressed himself into you and you could feel his cock hardening as it pressed into your stomach. “I’ll show you just how much I love you darling,” he said, breaking the kiss only to drag you over to the bedroom, unbuttoning his shirt as he went.

When you entered the room, your hand instinctively went to turn off the light, but Daemon suddenly grabbed your wrist, backing you into the wall, “don’t even think about trying to hide yourself darling.” He said, his voice dark, “now get on that bed,”

You nodded as you slipped out from between him and the wall as Daemon stripped himself of his trousers leaving him only in his boxers. You sat on the edge of the bed, nervously picking at the skin around your thumb. Daemon quickly crossed the room, grabbing your chin to make you look up at him in silence for a moment while he studied your face.

When he let your face go, you knew what he wanted. You moved to lay in the bed, Daemon crawling over you as he kissed you deeply again. His hand wandered to your chest, squeezing at your tits before moving down, grabbing, and squeezing everything he could until he ended up at your hips. Your breathing quickened as you felt him work on the button of your jeans btu said nothing as he finally undid the denim, breaking the kiss to slide them off your legs alongside your panties.

Daemon kissed up from your knee, up your thighs, to your hips before finally leaning up, his eyes scanning your body. “so beautiful,” he murmured, his fingertips playing with the hem of your shirt, “may I?” He asked and without saying anything you leant up so he could take the fabric off you. “fucking perfect,” Daemon muttered at your exposed skin, his lips soon latching onto your neck and leaving a trail of kisses and occasional hickeys from your collar bone to your tits, down to your stomach and thighs.

As Daemon reached your thighs his movements slowed as he placed soft kisses on the sensitive skin. You suddenly remembered how much you had been missing his touch. You could feel your breathing falter as his breath fanned over your wet pussy. Daemon continued to kiss your skin, edging closer and closer with each soft peck before finally he placed a wet kiss to your cunt making you gasp lightly.

You could feel his chuckle vibrate against your cunt as he placed another, slow and open mouth kiss to your cunt making you shiver. “you taste so good,” you heard him murmur against your skin before licking up your folds. You whimpered as his tongue began to lap up your folds, your hand tangling in his icy hair to try containing yourself.

Daemon grabbed your thighs, moving them to go over his shoulders as he continued his movements. “so good,” he would praise between licks, kisses, and sucks all while squeezing your thighs. You felt your body want to clench them around his head like you had done in the past, but you did your best to stop yourself until you felt him almost pulling your thighs around his head.

As Daemons tongue began to move in and out of you, his nose nuzzling perfectly against your clit, you could feel a knot quickly approaching in your stomach. Your thighs clenched tighter around his head as you felt your orgasm spill through your body, but Daemon did not stop his tongue till your body went limp, your legs twitching over his shoulders. Daemon pulled back panting before placing a soft kiss on your inner thigh.

“such a pretty mess,” Daemon cooed as he crawled up your body, kissing you deeply, his face still wet with your juices. This kiss was deep and messy, and any thoughts of insecurity had been washed away with all your other thoughts as you felt Daemons hand slip between you both. You whined into the kiss when you felt his fingers teasing your entrance, “and such pretty noises too,” he praised as he sunk his fingers in slowly, stretching you out for him.

You whimpered as Daemon began to curl his fingers, coaxing you back to the edge as his lips moved to suck on your neck and collar bones. He moved his thumb to press over your clit, circling it softly as he fucked you slowly with his fingers while you whined and begged for more. “please,” you whined as his fingers began to brush past your sensitive spot.

“please what?” Daemon asked, his hot breath fanning your skin while his eyes bore into yours.

“please fuck me please,” you begged, shame now lost on you as you craved his touch.

When his fingers pulled out you whined at the empty feeling but when you were excited as you watched Daemon reach for the hem of his boxers. You waited with anticipation as he quickly discarded the fabric at the side of the bed, holding his hard and desperate cock in his hands. “this is what you want?” He asked, a smirk toying his lips as he began to trail his tip up and down your folds.

“yes,” you whined as his tip rubbed over your sensitive clit. “please,” you begged when you felt his tip slowly push into your entrance.

Your hips bucked up, trying to coax him in but Daemon held your hips down, “relax darling,” he said, easing in slowly as he stretched you out, “let me take care of you,” he said as he finally sunk his cock all the way in making you whimper. “so good,” Daemon mumbled as he slowly began his thrusts, one of his hands reaching to squeeze your tit. “so, fucking good,” his thrusts began to speed up, but his eyes never stopped raking your body, praises and curses falling from his perfect lips.

You could feel another orgasm approaching, desperate for it to fall over you again. Daemon could feel your cunt squeezing around him, unsure of how long he could last. Daemon grabbed your legs, pulling them up so he could sink in deeper, his thrusts hitting a deep and steady pace as he began or rub messy circles into your clit. You felt your body tightening, your eyes closing when you felt Daemon hand grabbing your throat, “keep those pretty eyes open darling. I wanna see you,” he said, squeezing lightly making your eyes roll back into your skull as your orgasm ripped through your body.

No sooner than you had come down from your second high was Daemon pulling out to flip you on your front, pulling you to be on your knee’s ass in the air before he sunk his cock back in. His pace was faster as he began to chase his own high but your two previous had already made you so sensitive to his touch. You felt him grabbing your hips, squeezing them tightly as he fucked you into the pillow, “gods these fucking hips,” he said, spanking your ass as he continued his messy thrusts, “could grab them all day,”

It didn’t take long till you could feel his cock twitch inside you. Daemons thrusts faltered as he chased his high and with one final deep thrust you felt him tense behind you, his cum spilling inside you. Daemon wrapped his arm around your hip, holding you up as he caught his breath, before gently laying you down. Daemon crashed onto the bed beside you as you rolled onto your back. “that was amazing,” you gasped as you tried to catch your breath.

“no, you were amazing,” Daemon panted, his head turning to face yours with a lazy smirk on his face, “don’t you ever try hide from me again. I adore you too much for you to run from me,"

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[hc-geralt-23]

Destined Bonds: The Dragon and The Witcher

Chapter 2: A Meeting of Worlds

One fateful evening, just as Elara was about to doze off, she felt a jolt like she had never experienced before. Suddenly, she found herself transported to a world she had only glimpsed in her dreams. The familiar sights and sounds overwhelmed her senses as she stood, bewildered, in the realm of Rhaynera and the dragons.

Confusion mingled with excitement in Elara's eyes as she tried to piece together what had occurred. Was she still dreaming? Or had she somehow crossed over into the world of House Targaryen and the Witcher? Her heart raced as questions churned in her mind, desperate for answers.

Part 3

[hopelessdreamerthoughts]

[aemonds-sapphire]

Well Aemond did steal Vhagar, if it had been one of Rhayneras sons claiming for example Viserys monture had he had one yall be over your heads calling the disrespect

He didn’t steal Vhagar. He claimed her. Vhagar wasn’t forced to bond with him.

Also, I’m not on either team, so that doesn’t apply to me.