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in-hav3n · 10 months

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✮ 𝓘𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 - 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮

❘❘ The reader is younger than James.

Fifth show, Sweden. On this beautiful sunny warm afternoon, you were doing the same gestures for the tenth time. You didn't mind. You loved to feel useful for people and you loved this new job you got. Being a roadie on Metallica tour was an unexpected turn in your professional career but still, it was the most interesting job you've ever done and you enjoyed every minute of it.

James, Kirk, Lars and Rob were rehearsing, testing the mics as well as their instruments, walking around the stage in their comfortable clothes whilst the Met crew was working to settle everything. You were sticking the sheets of schedules and setlist at every post at the right place for the staff and settled all kind of stuffs they'd need for tomorrow's gig.

Walking around in comfortable clothes too - no need to wear black outfit like for a gig ; plus the day was particularly hot, you decided to wear a black top and a jeans skirt - you were listening with one ear as doing your tasks, sometimes whispering some lyrics or moving your head on the rhythm. Not paying attention to what was happening around you, you were busy on fixing something under the stage when you heard James calling you.

"Are there some guitar picks down there (X/Y)?", he asked you, recognizing you at your hair color.

Normally roadie would never had any contacts with the band but you were introduced in the Met crew by Lars' drum's technician so you had some kind of special place. Plus you were doing your job, not complaining or trying to become friend with the band, like others did before. But that didn't stop the guys from being naturally kind with everyone and since you were "part of the family", they tried to get to know you a bit more than with any other roadie.

You looked up at him and your heart started to beat faster. You nodded at him and quickly went to give him one. Standing on your tiptoes, you leaned over the big stage to give it to him. James kneeled down, chuckling as he noticed you had to do that to be able to reach him. Your fingers connected for a moment and you let out a discreet gasp. He took the picks and smiled at you. "Thanks sweetheart". You managed to mumble a "you're welcome" and stood petrified for a while, looking at him going back to the stage center. He was rehearsing "Creeping death" riffs, focusing on his play as smoking his cigar. Even with just a brown short, a "Bastardane" shirt and a cow-boy hat, he was gorgeous.

Here were your big secret. You were craving for James Hetfield and it wasn't right. He was 59 and you were much younger. Plus he might had someone since he divorced last year but you didn't know, you weren't in the confidence and it was none of your business. But still, you couldn't stop dreaming of him, day and night. You knew nothing would ever happen and never you'll do something to seduce him or something. That would be very inappropriate. You just enjoyed the fact that you could sneak around him and took any opportunity you had to look at him or admired him from far away. That was already enough.

Later, you came back inside the backstages, your duty around the stage finished for the day. Since you had nothing else to do, an assistant asked you to put bottles of water inside the guys backstage's rooms, in case they'd need it for tomorrow. You accepted and quickly did this new task. The guys were still rehearsing at the moment so they would never know you had came inside their private areas. But the assistant knew and trust you enough to do it.

You started with Kirk's, Rob's and then you arrived in James'. You came in and a strong smell of cigar smoke and male perfume hit your nose. You chuckled. No surprise. You put the bottles in the mini fridge, not really paying attention to the mess all around, until you notice to sheets who were supposed to be stuck on the wall. It was the schedule and setlist again. The person who did it didn't do his job properly. You sighed and quickly went out to search what was necessary to put it on again. 2 mins later, you were back, on a chair to fix it in a good level so you were sure the sheets won't be unhooked and fall again. But impossible to take some tape. You were fighting with it, cursing until you heard footsteps coming and a door closing. You quickly turned around and your eyes landed on James.

"Oh I'm sorry...I was just..", you mumbled, showing him the duct tape. You felt completely ridiculous like this, in his backstage room, standing on a chair but you were just doing your job. James took a drag of his cigar with a nod and sympathetic smile.

"It's okay, keep doing your job. I'm just searching for something", he said with a nice tone as searching some things in his bag. You gulped and went back to your task, trying to focus but it was hard. He was just a meter away from you and you could feel the smell of his cigar from where you were standing. You finally managed to took some tape, put the duct on the chair and stood on your tiptoes to fix it. You didn't see the duct falling on the ground but James did. He looked over and put his cigar in the ashtray on the coffee table. He kneeled down to grab it and as he looked up to give it to you, he noticed he had an interesting view from here. He could see under your skirt and a cocky smile appeared on the corner of his lips. Interesting, he thought. Very interesting.

He got up and stood next to you, handing you the duct. You saw nothing until your peripheral vision noticed it and you slightly jumped of surprise and nearly lost your balance. You didn't hear him coming closer. James chuckled at your reaction and placed one hand on your hips, the other on your lower back to prevent you from falling. "It's just me sweetheart. Relax", he said with a smile. You thanked him, your cheeks soon flushing hard when you realized where his hand were. You managed to place the paper and turned over to face him.

"I-Is that good over there for you?", you asked him, showing him the paper placed on the wall.

"All good. Thank you. Now get down before hurting yourself", he said with a kind tone. You chuckled to him with a shy smile and accepted his hand to got down carefully from the chair. You didn't know if it was the weather but you felt a sudden heat radiating inside your body and you realized that it was James touches and kind gesture towards you that provoked it. It was completely insane.

Once on your feet, you stood face to face with him and you realized that he was closer than you expected him to be. You could smelled his masculine perfume mixed with smoke and it was enchanting. James looked over at you with his piercing blue icy eyes and it was really intimidating. You gulped and opened slightly your mouth to get some air cause it started to be difficult to breathe.

"Did you enjoy the show earlier ?". You assumed he was talking about the rehearsals so you replied honestly.

"Oh, yes, I did !". He nodded.

"Did you enjoy the music ?"

"Yes I did". Why was he asking you these questions ? You didn't understand but you kept answering.

"Did you enjoy watching...me?". You were about to reply positively again until you realized his question. You opened your mouth and immediately flushed harder. You got caught.

James relished of the effect he had on you and smiled. Of course he had noticed the way you were looking at him and it started to get his curiosity at the second show. Then he started to play with it, with his gestures, his attitude even with words, calling you "honey" or "sweetheart" to see your reaction and it pleased him a lot. But he never had the chance to be alone with you until today and he really wanted to enjoy every minute of it.

"I-I'm...I shouldn't..I'm sorry", you mumbled, your face all red and your glance fixed on the ground. You felt ridiculous, ashamed. You thought you were discreet when it was about watching him from afar and you were all wrong. Silly you. Now what will he think about you? You had been betrayed by your eyes and emotions...

James chuckled and raised up your head with his finger under your chin. Your eyes locking with his blue ones. "Don't be sorry sweetheart…" he said low, almost like a whisper as he came closer. Naturally, you stepped back, your back hitting soon the wall behind you. Breathing was becoming difficult and you were wondering if it was a dream or reality. "I like it actually", he confessed and put his left hand on the wall, next to your head, to lean on it. You were locked and trapped, like a prey. But god, you liked it. A sudden heat and strong pulsed inside your womanhood when you realized what he just confessed. This was insane. He liked it ? Does that mean that...? You couldn't believe it.

"I-I don't understand... Why me?", you found the courage to ask him.

He grinned with a cocky face before taking your hand in his. He was still delighting of the power he had over you.

"Let me show you", then he placed your hand on his crotch, where you could immediately felt his bulge. You gasped when you felt him becoming harder at your touch. Exactly like you dreamed it. Your eyes opened wild and looked at him. James leaned to speak lower near your ear.

"See? You feel it baby? This is what I feel when I see you looking at me…". The nickname and his revelation were enough to make your legs trembled. Thank god, you had a good support with the wall behind you. He nodded, like if he wanted to convince you even more of it.

"I know you want this too. I saw it in your eyes before and I see it now. I bet you're completely wet under this pretty little skirt". You bite your lips and rubbed your legs together, the desire you were feeling right now becoming painful. But still you've never been so aroused in your life and it was dangerously pleasant.

James noticed your moves and chuckled. He was so damn proud of himself. He took back your hand and kissed it.

"Meet me tonight. 5th floor." You nodded, not leaving his hypnotizing gaze. He smiled, gently stroked your cheek, took off his cowboy hat to place it on your head before leaving.

"Tonight sweet girl...", he said again with a wink before disappearing. And this is how James Hetfield left you in his backstage room, with a soaked wet panties and a heart beating fast. Rehearsals turned into an unexpected temptation...and you couldn't wait to taste it.

#james hetfield #papa het #james hetfield x reader #current james #first try #hope you'll like it!#can't believe I wrote this omg #but I needed to get this out of my head #now I'm going to work on other idea and requests I got #I can't waiit #idea 1

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starclast · 5 months

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My first try drawing Mabel Pines 🌈

#gravity falls #gravity falls fanart #gravity falls mabel #mabel pines #first try #still can be better #iconic rainbow sweater #kind of different from my usual style :p #traditional drawing

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jayxox · 1 year

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Hi,

can you write Aaron using the phrase of your ask box? Something like "use your words, darling" or "if you want something you gotta ask". Maybe add some pet names as well?

Thanks!

triggerwarning: pure smut, MINORS DNI, p in v, fingering, use of petnames, no explicit mention of protection (use it!), dumbification

authors note: no plot, just corn. Written with plus size reader in mind, we need more of that but you can imagine whatever you want. It´s also my first smut blurb, be kind :D

pairing: Aaron Hotchner x fem!reader, plussize!reader

"Use your words, darling. I cannot read your precious mind." Aarons fingers are circling your clit and slowly teasing your entry and the only thing you are able to utter are pathetic sounds, whimpering, moans, but absolutely no words are forming in your head. "You are so wet already, practically starving for my touch."

"How should I know what my girl wants if she isn´t even able to say a single word. What´s with your brain, are you getting dumb, baby?" You practically hear Aaron smiling all the way through that sentence and you know he is and was very aware of what you wanted, what he had to do and where to touch you to make you go crazy.

"Please....umph...Aaron...more" You hear his grin deepen and the moment he enters two of his delicious, thick, long fingers you gasp loudly. How the hell does that feel so good and not good enough at the same time? "more, please... Aaron... please..." Aaron could go crazy, your pleading, the way you say his name and when he finally moves and curls his fingers, your pleading turns into moans.

"More baby? More fingers or do you want me to press your beautiful, gorgeous, thick body into the mattress and fuck you even more dumb? You know, if you want something you gotta ask."

"Fuck me, take me, use me. Whatever you want Aaron, but please just do something, I am going crazy." Where the heck came this sentence from? Your brain is mush and you are not even sure you spoke it but Aarons reaction shows you in fact did. "Look at you, good girl. Speaking your needs, let me take care of you, baby."

When he roughly, deliciously enters you, you don´t need time to adjust. The rough pace he evinces makes you moan loudly and quickly and his dark groans just could you push over the edge in an instance. "You make me crazy, babygirl."

And when he looks deep in your eyes while you concentrate on the incredible feeling and your orgasm building up the "You are so pretty underneath me" takes you over the edge.

Your whole body is shaking when you come and when Aaron is close, you cross your legs behind his back and press him deeper into you. When his huge tall heavy body collapses on you, you know that this is the place you want to be and where you feel safe. "You did so good, darling." was the last thing you heard before a long and intimate kiss between you two.

#aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner x reader #Aaron Hotchner x plus size! reader #Aaron Hotchner smut #jayxox asks #aaron hotchner x you #aaron hotchner x y/n #smut #criminal minds smut #first try smut #first try #aaron hotchner imagine #ssa hotchner #hotch x y/n #hotch x reader #aaron hotchner fanfiction #criminal minds fandom #criminal minds fanfiction #oneshot

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dapper-lil-arts · 1 year

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quick comic about smth that happened to me in blaze black lol.

#1% chance btw #first try #bonnie #comic #doodle #sketch #dreamyard #jirachi #magnezone #pokemon #pokemon black #pokemon blaze black

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prent1ssjareau · 3 months

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Criminal Minds 3.9 'Penelope'

Criminal Minds 2.15 'Revelations'

#jemily #emily prentiss #jennifer jareau #criminal minds #first try #mixed media #mixed media animation

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myloveforfanfictonisendless · 8 months

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Ok so as I was reading this post... something clicked on me and I was like why not write something over how I wish Megatron's regret of the war somewhere in his heart which is expressed through his poetry (according to the prime series). This is my first ever attempt at poetry. So definitely not as polished as it should be if Megatron would have written it by himself.

I have never written poetry but I have written lyrics so idk how it will sound to others so cross fingers . The emotion can be plutonic or romantic that's up to you, reader

Edit: after a dazon of editing of the og I am finally satisfied with my work

And bother myself to write another one over Optimus prime

Compunction

Your word were the beacon to them on that day ,

As I plunged more into the wild spread odium .

My rufescent eyes caused trepidation

As they saw your speeches became the epitome of aspiration

What commenced as a revolutionary tussle for equality, for us,

Now holds nothing but a warfare, built with flesh and blood of many of us.

Yet even after eon,

Why can I lay hold of that hope in those frazzled eyes of yours that you clutched deeply to your spark....

Orion Pax

Still clenching onto the forgotten past ?

Of those whilom selves of us .

What we were once is long gone ,

Unless both of us perish and start a new one.

@searchingforatrail this is for you. If it's not up to your taste I am very sorry

@cyberrose2001 @them4ng0 @tfp-enthusiast @techni-cal-writing

#optimus prime #transformers #tfp optimus prime #tfp #transformers prime #megatron tfp #poetry #first try #sucked at it #tried something new #guilty #orion pax #megatronus #what have we become #megop week 2023

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dinosaurwithablog · 11 days

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I tried to baked a cake of my dog, Petey. It's not bad for a first try, but it, definitely, needs some work. I'll keep baking and keep trying, and one day, I'll post the perfect Petey cake. Until then, this will have to do. It tastes great so that's good 😊😍 woof!!

The ears were very tricky. I love Petey!!!!! ❤️ woof

#Petey #dog cake #Petey cake #first try #keep trying #woof #baking #cooking #i love to bake!!#it tastes great #happiness #love #sharing #dogs

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sweeteatercat · 7 months

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I need some inspiration for ConVin 🤔💡

Wanna try 😙

#detroit become human #fanfic #ao3 #my writing #convin #first try

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spacebubblehomebase · 2 months

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My name is Husker.

👏👏

I like to nap...

👏👏

Can't think of another shit to say so I'll just clap.

👏👏

😻 Fun fact! I recently just learned in LifeDraw class that cats have a distinct "heart shaped" hole where their nose is supposed to be on their skulls! Explains why Husk would have heart shaped motifs on his white parts when he's basically an undead cat. I can't help but think a skeletal feline figure was the inspiration for his design. If so, that's amazing attention to detail! I mean, drawing all those animals in school for practice should be put to good use, don't you think? Oh well. I tried and in the words of Lucifer, at least I'm studying "important things." XD -Bubbly💙

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raichana-artblog · 2 months

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Pixel art - Raichana

g-bros gifted me asesprite a while ago and I was too intimidated to give it a chance.

so... clearly on my day off it was time to play around!

pixel are is very hard for me and my soft shading style but for a quick little experiment I had fun and learned a lot.

#pixel art #first try #oc

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tuffington · 5 months

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🌴palm tree panic🌴

my first ever animation wHAAAAAAAAA?!?!????!!!

#bloons #btd6 #bloons td 6 #bloons tower defense #tuffington #tuff art #animation #animation meme #btd6 admiral brickell #btd6 brickell #palm tree panic #first try

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earenwen-leafwhisper · 1 year

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Request Aemond Targaryen x chubby reader

Pairing: Aemond Targaryen x chubby female reader

Abstract : Just Aemond being smitten by his futur wife

Disclaimer: this is the first time I write for Aemond so he can be a litle out of character. ( I’m watching House of the dragon again, so if I write for Aemond again, I’d probably write more easily) and English is not my mother tongue.

Aemond had always lived in the shadow, the shadow of the Tragaryen family and the shadow of his brother who would ascend the throne. He liked to think that it would satisfy him throughout his life. Although he found that Aegon would not make a good king, he would never be even if he forced himself.

Aemond always felt the most Targaryen, having had to fight harder than Aegon to whom everything was already due. He rode Vhaegar the greatest dragon living in Westeros, learned High Valyrian and so many other things.

He did not think that something could be missing, something so simple and complex at the same time. Once he became an adult, he understood it.

As the state of health of Viserys deteriorated and succession approached, the weight of alliances was to be tested, alliances led by force were not the most enduring, but those of more solemn unions lasted longer.

Missives had been sent to the noble and less noble houses furthest from the capital, those which had through the houses more important view imposed the choice of Rhaenyra as their queen. In his messages, he talked about marriage, whether it was with Aemond or one of the children of Aegon if the descendants of the houses were too young for a marriage. They would stop at nothing to secure Aegon’s ascension to the throne.

Several messengers had come to express the disagreements of the families they served. Other families, the less noble and most inclined to alliances had made the way.

For several months, young and old women, different from each other, were presented. Alicent ordered Aemond to be courteous with them, to be the most pleasant. Thing on the other side, the same instructions don’t last to be asked. One of the first lady was so intimidated by the prince that she dared not look at him, another much older than him had already married, and told him about her own first marriage rather than trying to get to know the prince.

The days were passing, the number of ladys was getting smaller and smaller, Aemond was tired of all this masquerade. The last one on the list, it was an update of the lover who was shaken by the very moment when they were alone, jumping around his neck, he had to fight to take her down and order a knight to take her out.

The same evening, a small carriage, simple, arrived in the courtyard of the castle, a small coat of arms Y/h/c was painted there. The members of the Y/h/n family, not wanting to disturb the royal family at such a late hour, asked to be taken to their quarters and only to warn them to arrive.

At the same time the Targaryens, took the meal in «family» so to speak, Viserys rested time although badly in his room, Aegon was drunk, Haelan in his own thoughts. Alicent worried about the future of his children, Otto spoke to a servant who had arrived a few minutes before. To finish Aemond, turned to the slightest suspicious noise, the image of the hysterical young woman came back to him and a chill crossed his back.

It was not until the next day that Aemond was freed from this fear. When he met Lady Y/n Y/h/n.

Their first encounters were framed by their respective mothers. The young woman’s mother was one of Alicent’s lady in waiting when she was pregnant with Aegon. Aemond posting back, looking with her purple eye Y/n, how, she remained silent watching their mothers talk. A sweet smile on his lips, he surprised himself to look away when she looked at him, his heart pulsating.

Y/n approached Aemond, neither too quickly nor too slowly or fearing to be in his presence, she was natural.

“It seems to me we haven’t introduced ourselves yet.” Y/n spoke in a soft voice, like when one person was talking to another scared.

Aemond looked at her from the corner of his eye, it was rare that anyone spoke to him in this way, his own mother had not used her tone of voice for as long as he remembered.

«I am Y/n of the house Y/h/n» She nodded slightly.

“Aemond…”

“I hope this day goes well.”

Aemond was astonished that the round young woman was gentle with him, looking at him even in «the eyes» and did not seem to be disturbed by the vision of his scar.

They sat in one of the corners of the room, chatting, Y/n asked him what he liked, what he thought of castle life, she was interested in him, and every question he answered Aemond asked Y/n the same question, or one that looked like it. He enjoyed learning about the young woman’s life.

The day passed quickly, too quickly for them. Aemond offered to escort Y/n, something in him didn’t want them to leave so quickly. He wondered when the door to Y/n’s room closed before him, what happened to him.

The more time passed, the more he found himself dreaming of the young woman, of wanting to be at her side. Every morning, he found her in the gardens, greeting her, at the time of the meals their mothers had made them sit next to each other. Aegon was happy to make fun of his brother, of how he behaved in the presence of Y/n. Aemond tried to remain calm in front of his brother, but Aegon’s taunting towards the weight of the young woman boiled Aemond’s blood. Aegon did not spank him with the intention of hurting the young woman, from the little he had seen her and talked with her, he had learned that royalty did not interest her, that she had come, because it was an opportunity for their mothers to see each other again. If he was teasing Y/n, it was to annoy Aemond.

More than once Aemond had found himself clenched fists, watching Aegon with his one eye. If they weren’t brothers, Aemond wouldn’t have been so held up.

It took only a month for their future marriage to be announced, ensuring a covenant that Alicent welcomed with open arms. For the house Y/h/n although native of Westeros it was established far from the continent since the conquest of Aegon the conqueror, having their own fleet of ship, marching and war, their own army. Relations between Westeros and this family remained courteous through their exchange of goods. But if a war were declared nothing would have prevented the whim of a future queen or king to want to conquer their lands. Now with the future marriage of Aemond and Y/n, this uncertain future became clearer.

Everyone liked to say that of the two future spouses, the most nervous was Aemond.

He had never felt such emotions in the presence of anyone. The only cloud on the horizon was not due to Y/n, but to himself.

Several months had passed, their bonds were forged from the hardest of metals.

Aemond was on Vhagar’s back that night, trying as much as he could to persuade him not to think about it. But Y/n had never seen a dragon since arrived, Aemond had asked Y/n to wait for him near the area where Vhagar was resting.

He came out of this trance when he felt Vhagar preparing to land. When he looked towards the ground, he saw Y/n with a guard, they were waiting in the background, the young chubby women, looking towards the sky. If he could be by his side at that time, he would see his eyes peeled and gleaming with the dragon’s vision.

At the moment when Aemond landed on the ground and saw Y/n a weight on his shoulders gone. Vhagar looked at his dragon boat, before observing the young woman. She uttered a dull roar, as if she had understood why Aemond was so nervous.

The guard left for the Red Keep, the moment he saw the two future spouses going off arguing among themselves, not paying any attention to him. Or even ordering him anything.

Y/n had placed his arm around Aemond’s, resting his head on his shoulder, they walked in silence, observing the starry sky. Aemond sighed, stopping their steps.

“Y/n… I didn’t tell you everything about myself”

“It’s nothing, we all have our little secrets.” Y/n was trying to comfort the young prince.

“Mine is not the size of a dragon.”

Y/n was intrigued, she calmly waited for Aemond to find his words. She put her free hand on Aemond’s chest, smiling gently.

He did not understand how Y/n, the sweet and busty lady, could accept to marry him. How she could make him feel both strong and weak, weak in the face of this fear that she would reject him for his missing eye.

“When I first rode Vhagar… that night I lost my eye.”

“Your mother is vaguely alluding.” Y/n’s voice was just a whisper.

“I fought with my nephews, after the insults…I had my eye punctured during our fight.” Aemond put his hand on his eye patch. “Since…I….”

Y/n put his hands on Aemond’s.

“You don’t have to do Aemond, you’ll do it when you’re sure.”

“I’d feel better if you knew everything.”

He removed his eye cover, revealing the stone placed on the spot of his missing eye, he closed his valid eye. Waiting for the reaction of Y/n, hoping that she would not react like the other young women of the court, although in his heart he knew that she was different in many ways.

Y/n observed the Sapphire, bursts of light passed through it and bounced, she could see the faint reflection of the stars. She stepped back, observing the face of Aemond, how his lips were pinched, how the smile he wore beside him was faded. She placed her hand on Aemond’s left cheek, caressing the contour of her scar with her thumb.

“You are so beautyfull.” His voice was just a whisper.

Aemond thought he had imagined, but when he felt Y/n’s lips resting on his cheek he opened his eye, looking at her surprised, stunned.

“It only increases my love for you.”

"Do you love me?" Aemond was surprised.

“Of course, idiot, I would never have agreed to join you if I didn’t.” She laughs, not to make fun of him, but of this situation.

Aemond stared at her, feeling light for the first time in his life. He smiled and kissed her. It was not a gentle, light kiss that anyone would imagine. But a kiss filled with frustration, envy and love, when their lips are connected, their teeth didn’t hit each other hard enough to hurt them.

If Aemond was sure of anything in his life, it is that he would do anything for her, if he should take the throne in her brother’s place he would make her his queen. Nothing and no one could separate them.

#request #First try #aemond x reader #Aemon targaryen x reader #Aemond x chubby reader #Aemond Targaryen x chubby reader #House of the dragon x reader

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