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miaajaade · 2 months

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The Line Between Love and Hate

Aemond Targaryen X Targaryen!F!OC (Rhaenyra and Daemon’s Daughter)

Previous: II III Next: V

Summary: When Daemon Targaryen asked his older brother the King for his niece, Rhaenyra’s, hand in return for defeating the crab feeder King Viserys I surprised the realm when he agreed. Years later, when Alicent Hightower puts her son on the throne usurping the rightful heir Rhaenyra Targaryen, two childhood companions Aemond Targaryen and Visenya Targaryen reunite through hatred.

A/N sorry I haven’t updated in so long, I’ve been working and shopping for college! I will try my best to be better at posting! I will not abandon.

Series warnings: Age gap (both characters are of age), incest (Targaryen), death, future smut, slow-ish burn.

No minors under cut:

The lady Mysaria had been found and brought to Dragonstone, imprisoned by Daemon. Visenya could see the threads of her fathers mind beginning to fray. Little by little since the death of her brother she could feel him slipping away. It did not surprise her when he had abandoned them after Rhaenyra questioned the legitimacy of his loyalty. It did, however, wound her. How could her father leave them at a time such as this? In the days following the tragedy that befell her kin, Visenya had recused herself in her bed chambers. But now, as the threat of war looms ever near she felt the determination to find something to do. Her older brother Daerion had been riding to establish allies and sat in the small council, learning the politics behind war and proving himself a worthy heir. Her cousins from Driftmark flying high surveying the lands keeping watch for the ever growing Hightower army. She needed to do something other than sit idly by. But, Visenya, she had no dragon of her own.

That day she decided for herself that she would go under Dragonstone and claim one for her own. Compared to the Hightowers, they had more dragons. If the war fell to the dragons they looked, on paper, like the clear winners. But, Aemond had Vhagar and the Blacks had few dragon riders. Caraxes and Melys were ready for battle, but the others were young and had not seen war. They had one dragon though, who Visenya always felt in awe of. A dragon close in size to Vhagar, one that has seen battle, an old and brutal force, a true bronze warrior. Vermithor.

The caves of Dragonstone were dark, the torches lit barely allowing Visenya to see beyond herself. Vermithor had one known rider, the late King Jaehaerys I. The old beast had also never been claimed by a female, the odds were truly stacked against Visenya. She felt the presence of the tan winged beast before she heard him. He loomed over her, craning his neck to size her up. Visenya held herself still refusing to cower and to prove herself a worthy rider. Vermithor opened his jaw looking ready to eat her whole. Visenya shut her eyes tight looking away from the massive size of the dragon and held out her hand. Her other hand was wound in a tight fist at the side of her body. She had never felt a fear like this before. The great beast closed his mouth and looked at her quizzically bending his neck towards her outstretched hand brushing his nose against it. He had chosen her.

Visenya opened her eyes looking at her new dragon and let out a sigh of relief. The pride she felt towards her new companion was unmatched. She smiled at the bronze animal and quickly rushed to mount him, the first flight too tempting. When she had climbed the height of Vermithor to the mount, Visenya felt that this was a moment she would remember for the rest of her life, a glowing light of happiness in the turmoil that had plagued the realm since the death of her grandsire. Taking deep breaths relishing the new found sense of freedom and power Visenya said one word that would change the course of the war.

“Sōves Vermithor.”

The large beast moved on heavy feet, talons digging into the earth. Vermithor barreled out of the caves and took flight. From Dragonstone, Daerion and Rhaenyra watched as Visenya rode into the sky on Vermithor with shock and pride. Pride was not the only feeling Rhaenyra was fortunate to receive. She was also burdened with the knowledge that news of Vermithor now having a rider would reach King's Landing and a war of dragons was drawing closer than ever. She had to find a way to seek peace, not only for the people of the seven kingdoms, but for the lives of her family. All of her family, even the ones who had betrayed her.

Over the next few days Visenya had been acclimatizing herself as a dragon rider, just because she now had a dragon did not mean she was ready for battle. She would not fly Vermithor into war just to have their largest dragon killed. Not until she was sure she knew how to ride. In the days she spent flying Visenya paid no attention to the fact that her mother had left Dragonstone, and that she was secretly meeting with Queen Alicent (Not that anyone knew that, that's what she was doing much to the chagrin of Daerion).No one knew that the conversation they had would solidify the knowledge that war was the only answer for Rhaenyra. When her mother did return, she returned to news that Duskendale had fallen to the Greens and that Ser Criston Cole’s army was now marching on Rook’s Rest. Daerion had almost begged their mother to send him to meet the army on Dragonback, that idea was shot down immediately. Her mother would not risk another son, especially not her heir. Rhaenys had stated it should be her to go, to ride on Melys. But, Visenya spoke up before the decision to send the princess had concluded.

“No,” Visenya had shocked the council, she had never before sat in on a meeting, but she would no longer sit behind the curtains. “I now ride Vermithor, he is the largest dragon we have and the closest dragon in size and age to Vhagar that exists in the entire realm. Should Vhagar come to battle, I need to be the one to go. It has to be me mother, and while you are my queen, I will not take no for an answer.” Visenya was worried her blatant disrespect for her mothers ultimate ability to shoot her down would not overrule the logic of her reasoning.

“Visenya, you are my only daughter, you are a new rider, you are not ready.”

“My queen, I am ready. I am ready to fight for your crown and our kingdom. It needs to be me.”

Eventually Rhaenyra resigned and allowed Visenya to make the journey to Rook's Rest. Visenya made her way to the caves, Vermithor waiting for her. “Arlī naejot vīlībāzma arlī vermithor, īlon kostagon daor ojughagon, īlon jāhor daor ojughagon.”Back to battle again Vermithor, we can not lose, we will not lose. Visenya knew the risks, and she was ready to face them head on.

As the battle began it seemed that Lord Staunton would lose the battle. The size of Ser Criston’s army greatly out-matching Staunton’s men. Visenya however flying high, descended upon the battle, the soldiers on both sides visibly quaking, some even running away.

“Dracarys Vermithor!” The fields were quickly engulfed in flame along with the Hightower soldiers. Unbeknownst to anyone there, even Ser Criston Aegon flew in on Sunfyre. He is a smaller dragon, young as well. Sunfyre spat fire at Vermithor, Visenya shielding herself away from the flames. “Angos Vermithor!” Vermithor barreled towards Sunfyre tearing open his stomach turning around and burning the dragon along with its rider. Aegon and Sunfyre hurtled towards the ground in flames. Visenya could not comprehend what had just happened. Was the pretender dead? This could mean the iron throne for her mother. Visenya was too distracted and didn’t notice Aemond on Vhagar coming towards her. She thought he would immediately attack, but it seemed Aemond was taken aback upon seeing who was riding Vermithor. Eventually though the dragons danced, Visenya was sure she might die in this battle. Vermithor eventually wounded Vhagar sending her to the ground, crushing the soldiers beneath. Visenya took this time to flee she circled the battle field unable to see the ground or Vhagar through the smoke. She steered Vermithor back to Dragonstone when Vhagar appeared out of no where catching Vermithor on the side before pulling back. Vermithor was wounded and would struggle on the way back to Dragonstone. But why had Aemond stopped her from killing them? Visenya would ponder why Aemond let them live and what this meant for the future. They would both live to see another day.

~Aemond POV~

Why was it her? Why had she been the one to come to Rook’s rest and why had he let her live? Aemond felt ashamed that he had let his own personal feelings influence the way the battle had gone. Yes they still took Rook’s Rest, but now it is known the amount of power the Blacks truly have. For some reason no matter the hatred he felt towards Visenya for the night he lost an eye, he couldn’t see her killed. He would never of course admit this outloud. He was supposed to be this great unyielding force, never bending to anyone. He couldn’t wrap his mind around the feelings swirling in his head. His trip back to King's Landing allowed him to think, which in the long run did not help him. He had never seen Visesnya fight before, let alone ride a dragon. She was the last of the Targaryen children to not have bonded with a dragon, he had determined she would never bond but she found herself a dragon. A huge, old, and legendary dragon. If they met in battle again would he be able to fight her? No matter how hard he tries he can never truly hate her.

Aegon was brought back to kings landing at death's door, the maesters were unsure if he would survive what Visenya and Vermithor had done to him. Aemond’s mother Alicent was beside herself. They had already lost the little heir, Aegon's son to Blood and Cheese. If Alicent were to lose her first son she may not recover. Unknown to anyone, she had been pondering a way out of this war. She had told Rhaenyra on her secret trip to Kings landing that it was too late, that the mistake she had made the night the king died could not be undone. But perhaps there was another way? She drafted another letter to Rhaenyra hoping that she would see the sense in her solution. She had also hoped that Aemond would not forsake her for what she had planned to do.

#romance #aemond targaryen #aemond x oc #enemies to lovers #hotd #hotd aemond #daemon targaryen #dark romance #hotd fanfic #rhaenyra targaryen #house of the dragon #aemond x original female character #dance of the dragons

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lucidapricity · 2 years

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Hi! Just checking by to know if you ever come back... Miss your writing but hope you're happy

i will come back! ik this hiatus is super long but it's really giving me the time to really think about where the fic is going and where ill be heading for future writings :) thank you for your concern

#updates with meli

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probayern · 8 months

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hello!!! Can you give me some Bayern blog recs please🥺

hiii yes of course <3 disclaimer i'm going to forget some people so please forgive me mutuals 🙏

but first the absolute essential follows:

@moosiala lara is not only the kindest human on the planet but a great person to follow for updates on the team, photos, edits, and insightful discussion of tactics and the team. and also just like everything

@fabioquartararhoe meli is our resident hater and one of the funniest people on this website, will always say what she thinks in the best way possible

@miasanmuller ander is THE funniest person on bayernblr (it's a tight race), never fails to make me laugh on matchday, absolute 10/10 must follow

@goretzkas clara is a brilliant gif maker and also absolutely hilarious, will defend bald men with her life

@antibayern my soulmate liz, unfailing ability to come on here and drop bangers even when she's not able to be on all the time

ok honestly i could write a paragraph about everyone on bayernblr but this is getting long so also you absolutely must follow: @gxtzeizm @footballandfiasco @football-sucks @thomas-mvller @moonliivee @uncoolfc @trossibop @elishamanning @chelleisamazing @thommi-tomate @miss-i-ship-it @swiftletinthecloud @gnabries @gnabried

and they're less active these days but i can't not mention @musialas and @everybodylovesmusiala

#this is definitely biased toward the people online rn #if you missed this match maybe i forgot you 😭😭 sorry #bayernblr #ask #anon

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ego-meliorem-esse · 1 year

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Heyooo i really hope this fandom isnt dead lmao

Anw, I thought id post a lil update on my life. Lots of drama happened here in Buttfuck, Austria (said with love). One of them being that my coworkers were all invied to a party by the hotel owners son (im a front desk operator), but for some reason he has full on hated me from the begining so I was the only one who wasn't invited. Don't worry tho, I /was/ petty to him when I found out :)

Other than that little gem, I doing very good! Don't really have time to draw but as soon as I get home to Croatia (16th of September wahoo), I'm indulging! For now the 10 h shifts plus one (1) day off are slowly killing me lol

My current mood is a kind of 'I-need-to-read-some-historical-fanfics-of-my-comfort-characters-asap' so if there is anything on this hellsite, best believe I'll get to it <3

Hope yall are well and indulging in your maladaptive daydream fantasies :))))

-Meli xoxo

#meli speaks #update #any fic suggestions?????????????? pls

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fabioquartararhoe · 11 months

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#i updated my edit #lewis #meli talks shit

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annab99awritersdream · 7 months

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Maiar in 'The Lady of Ithilien'

(to be updated with new information as the story progresses. As such, things may change)

Eönwë

Herald and banner-bearer of Manwë, the High King of Arda. He's among the most powerful Maiar in Valinor and the mightiest in arms. Military leader and High Commander of the Host of the Valar, he was one of the key fighters during the War of Wrath, which marked the end of the First Age of the Sun.

Birth: he entered Arda shortly after it was created.

Married to Elenna of the House of Húrin.

Fancast: Daniel Sharman

Ilmarë

Eönwë's younger sister and handmaiden of Varda, Queen of the Valar and Manwë's wife. Along with her brother, she's one of the chiefs of the Maiar.

Birth: she entered Arda shortly after it was created.

Eventually married to Eldarion, Crown Prince of Gondor and Arnor.

Fancast: Matilda Lutz

Olórin

Also known as Gandalf (one of his many aliases), he has served several Valar throughout the various ages of Arda. He's mainly associated with Manwë and Varda, but he also served Nienna, Valië of sorrow and compassion and Irmo, Vala of dreams and visions. (Olórin is a Quenya name and its meaning is something along the lines of "dream of mind")

Birth: he entered Arda shortly after it was created.

Fancast: Sir Ian McKellen (as Gandalf during the War of the Ring. He sticks to this form for a little while longer before switching back to his usual one); Bradley James (as Olórin)

(they give the same vibe tbh)

Wilwarin

Maia serving Irmo and occasionally Nienna. She's had a major crush on Olórin ever since she met him. She's not the sharpest tool in the box (sorry girl, I still love you), but she's kind-hearted and keeps to herself because no one wants to befriend her due to her perceived stupidity. SHE NEEDS LOVE AND AFFECTION, which no one has ever given her because most Maiar are stuck up and arrogant. Extremely naïve and completely clueless at times, she's been nicknamed "Wilya" (meaning airhead) by her fellow Maiar. She's obsessed with Olórin because he's the only one who's ever actually interacted with her.

Birth: She entered Arda at the beginning of the Second Age of the Sun, following the War of Wrath.

Fancast: Tuğba Melis Türk

Isilmë

Maia of Vayanna. Considered among the most beautiful Maiarin women to ever enter Arda, she has been obsessed with Eönwë ever since she first saw him. They had a brief fling following the War of Wrath, which, needless to say, ended very quickly (and badly). She's firmly convinced he's still in love with her and will do anything to get him back. Her name is Quenya for "moonlight".

Birth: she entered Arda following the War of Wrath (around the same time as Wilwarin)

Fancast: Beste Kökdemir

Isilya

Maia of Yavanna. She's Isilmë's close friend (or so she believes). She fails to realize Isilmë doesn't really love her or value their friendship, but simply uses her for her own purposes. She blindly follows her "friend" and indistinctly agrees with everything the latter says or does, as she's been brainwashed into thinking she's perfect. She doesn't seem to have a mind of her own, modeling her own behavior after Isilmë, as she's afraid to lose the connection they share. She's petty and very annoying, but not inherently evil and might even redeem herself eventually. Who knows. Her name is Quenya for "the third day of the week" according to the Númenórean calendar.

(It might sound odd, but I picked the name purely because it sounds similar to Isilmë and because I like the sound of it, not necessarily because I had a specific idea. I'm terrible at naming characters, I know. Please don't be mean)

Birth: she entered Arda following the War of Wrath.

Fancast: Dilara Aksüyek

Elenna's household

Four Maiarin ladies enter her service after her marriage to the Herald.

Handalimë

Originally a Maia of Vána, she is thoughtful, level-headed, smart and highly practical. Elenna is entrusted to her and she quickly grows fond of her new lady, becoming one of her most trusted servants and her main confidante. She's usually calm and collected and makes it her mission to protect her lady from anyone who might wish her harm—namely her sister Isilmë and a few of the Noldorin elves— and constantly worries about her. Her lady's well-being is her utmost priority.

Birth: she entered Arda sometime before the end of the First Age.

Fancast: Gülcan Arslan

Naráel

A Maia of Aulë, she's spunky and crafty but also naive and shy. She loves making rings and necklaces and will be gifting many jewels to her new lady. She can often be found chatting with Gimli, as she's never seen a dwarf before and wants to know all about dwarf customs and traditions (for fairly obvious reasons, I'd say). Kind-hearted and wiser than she lets on, she loves sitting by fireplaces (and lighting them).

Birth: she entered Arda at the beginning of the Third Age.

Fancast: Sophie Turner

Aranwen

A Maia of Nessa, she loves dancing, nature and poetry. She's not a great conversationalist, but when she does speak, one had better stop and listen. She loves reading and will spend many hours discussing books and history with her lady. She enjoys needlework and she's quite a good painter as well. She respects Elena greatly and often reassures her. Even though they get on each other's nerves quite often, she's great friends with Naráel. She too will spend a bit of time with Gimli, but only to try and convince him that ripping down trees is inherently bad. Nevertheless, she grows fond of the lord of the Glittering Caves- she and Legolas will try and teach him how to dance. Whether they will succeed is still unknown.

Birth: she entered Arda at the beginning of the Third Age.

Fancast: Rose Williams

Elenya

Maia of Varda (the name is kind of a giveaway).

She's sweet, kind and very protective of Elenna. She often likes to remark how similar their names are and loves to recount stories that most have forgotten (star-related, of course). She was lady-in-waiting to Ilmarë before she volunteered to join Elenna's household.

Birth: she entered Arda during the Years of the Trees.

Fancast: Yasemin Allen

#maiarofmiddleearth #theladyofithilien #ao3 writer #ainur #maiar #valar

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khfankeri · 5 months

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The slow realization that he’ll be the one to have to do it gets me every time. 🥲

Chapter 19 of Ripples “Coronation of the Rat King” is updated!

With the return of her old friend, Amicia and Melie attempt to escape the basement of the Cathedral. Meanwhile, Lucas is up above, preparing to shoot that damned crossbow yet again... They are determined to stop this evil in its tracks once and for all. Will they succeed in taking down the Bishop and Lord Nicholas?

Read the pain HERE 🐀

#a plague tale #a plague tale requiem #amicia de rune #lucas the apprentice #lumicia #lucas x amicia #amicia x lucas #a plague tale amicia #fanfiction writing #a plague tale innocence #lucas #angst #it’s almost over 🥲#wow what a ride

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melis-writes · 7 months

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I know you said you’ll be updating TOW somewhere in Feb (which I hope is still possible?🥺) and you won’t be posting anymore snippets, but please Melis, sate my thirst🙏 It doesn’t even have to be another snippet, just a general description of a possessive Michael or something. I’m begging😩 It’s all I can think of😭

Ahhh beloved anon, I so wish I could share another snippet but I think I already gave away too much with the last one including one non-smut and one smut snippet! 😭

Aside from that, I'm still working on pulling the rough draft together, so this is all I can share right now if we want a piece of possessive Michael 👀❤️

"I have other matters to attend to before we leave," Michael answers, holding himself together. All he wants right now is your attention immediately, and he will have it one way or another.

And a bit for the smut expectant girlies... 😵‍💫

It's at that time that Michael's fingers run over the fabric of his silk tie, but his mind wanders to the thought of his hands running over your skin.

IT'S ALL I'M THINKING ABOUT TOO L MAO. ❤️I can't wait to have this chapter out!

#the other woman fic

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strixcattus · 3 months

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Conlang Year Days 161–164

These few days (one day) were all about time words. A time travel conlang should, by all rights, have some interesting oddities in its list of time terms. I've not got a whole lot of those, yet, but I do have a few unique terms—I was thinking about how time travellers would innovate ways to measure age.

Under the cut is essentially a list of all the words for time measurements.

Words I already had:

Juse: Day, from *yuse. Originally this word didn't have any further notes—I've updated it to mean exclusively "daytime," rather than the duration of a planet's rotation. Solume: Night, from *solume. Self-explanatory.

New basic words:

Tapei: Year, from *tapeyi. The duration of a planet's orbit. Jao: Month, derived from *yayiyo (moon). The duration of the lunar cycle. Mia: Day, from *miya. This one is used exclusively for the duration of a planet's rotation. Gane: Hour, from *dane.

I don't yet have words for "minute" and "second," but I'm planning to create some later.

Times of the day have been split into four segments of six hours each—it felt right, with the number system.

Gaineimo: From *dane-ne (hours) and *kimo (begin). Early morning, from midnight to six AM. Gainelu: From *dane-ne (hours) and *meli (rise). Morning, from six AM to noon. Gainuko: From *dane-ne (hours) and *pukoto (fall). Afternoon, from noon to six PM. Gainoudu: From *dane-ne (hours) and *nomidu (end). Evening, from six PM to midnight.

I have two words that are used in keeping track of personal time. One is a period of twenty-five hours, the human circadian rhythm with interference from artificial light. This is the "hour-day," an objective measurement of someone's lived time. There's also the "hour-year": 8,766 hours, the rounded length of a solar year in hours.

Jagei: From *miya (day) and *dane (hour). A period of twenty-five experienced hours, used to measure personal age. Taigei: From *tapeyi (year) and *dane (hour). A period of 8,766 experienced hours, used to measure personal age.

#conlang #time travel conlang #conlang year #lecizao

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