#house of the dragon modern au

[targaryen-dynasty]

WILDEST DREAMS.

Modern!Aegon II Targaryen x pregnant!Reader

Neither of you would have thought you‘d ever end up like this — dating for hardly a year and you pregnant with Aegon‘s child. Yet he still has another surprise up his sleeve.

WARNINGS: SEXUAL CONTENT—MINORS DNI; p in v, pregnant sex, pregnancy, lactation kink, semi public sex, daddy kink, breeding kink, praise kink

WORDS: 3.5 K

NOTES: Thanks to @lovelykhaleesiii for this amazing request! This can be read as part of the Mine and Mine only universe. 🤭

White Harbor has never looked more peaceful than it does at this moment. 

Just two days ago, the sky above the harbor was lit up by fireworks with thousands of people watching, and now the only lights you can see are the ones on the docked boats, and the street lights and buildings surrounding the harbor. 

Instead of a formal dinner with his friends, just like he has celebrated every year, Aegon has chosen to invite his younger siblings and their respective families to White Harbor to celebrate the New Year, renting a penthouse overlooking the impressive harbor. It was meant to be a trip no longer than three days, however, all parties involved have quickly decided that it would be better to extend the trip by a few more.

You and Aegon have been dating for hardly a year, meeting by chance in the very same spot you sit in right now, and, after you have found out that you both live in King’s Landing, decided to enter a situationship because you enjoyed each other’s company but weren’t looking for something serious. 

Until he got you pregnant by accident. 

After you both agreed to keep the child, you could swear you had spotted a few tears brimming in his eyes as you handed him the positive pregnancy test, you could observe from day to day how he became more and more absorbed in the father’s role. 

You’re seven months pregnant by now, and, except for the ridiculous amount of milk your body already provides for the child, you have little to no symptoms. The child has been moving quite a bit ever since you’ve hit the six month mark, but you have gotten used to it by now. 

Aegon’s arm is draped over the back of your chair with his fingers drawing mindless patterns along your upper arm, and you two bask in each other’s company and the silence surrounding you. You’re nursing your second glass of non-alcoholic wine, one hand resting on the swell of your bump and feeling the kicks of your child. 

While your eyes are fixed on the tv in the adjoining living room, the Disney movie still running that was meant to keep Helaena’s children occupied during dinner, Aegon has his eyes solely locked on you, watching you gently caress your protruding bump. 

He places his hand over yours, the sudden warmth prompting you to meet his loving gaze. 

You lean into his embrace, and he presses a chaste kiss to your temple, before you nuzzle your nose into the crook of his neck, inhaling his all too familiar, comforting scent. 

“You know they won’t come back, right?” you ask, voice slightly muffled because of the position of your face. 

Aemond and his wife left two hours ago to feed their little boy and bring him to bed, and have not returned ever since to do God-knows-what. Helaena and Cregan were a bit more persistent with both their children occupied by the television, before they eventually departed to bring them to bed, too. 

That left Aegon and you all by yourself without the hurry to get to bed. 

He chuckles at your words. “I figured as much,” he says, pinching your chin to bring your lips up to his. “We have this evening all to ourselves now.”

Knowing exactly what he is hinting at, your eyes take over a half-lidded gaze almost immediately, your hormones having you feel positively bubbly.

“And I suppose there are plenty of ways we can entertain ourselves in the meantime,” you purr against his lips, pecking them once. He has parted his lips when you pull back, clearly having anticipated you to deepen the kiss and not pull away after just one chaste peck. 

A growl rumbles in his chest as he’s figured out your teasing, and his voice is husky when he speaks again, “are there now?”

His eyes spark with the joy of mischief at his own words, sending a shiver straight down your spine. 

Aegon’s hand drops lower onto your hip, drawing you closer to him to the point you have to get up to straddle his lap. Just at the sight of the pregnant you climbing him, he could feel his crotch growing tighter, much more at the realization that it was his seed doing this to you.  

The skirt of your dress rides up your thighs as you make yourself comfortable to accommodate the space your bump creates. The fabric rucks up just below your belly, and your bare skin is too inviting for your boyfriend not to rub his hands up and down the outsides of your thighs. 

You rest your hands on his shoulders, and lean in to connect your lips with his. Aegon meets the kiss with passion, his arms snaking around your frame to pull you closer. Your lips press together with urgency, your tongues exploring each other’s mouths. 

You run your fingers through his short, silver curls and hold him tight to you as the kiss deepens. You’re both eager to get as close as possible to each other, and you feel the evidence of your proximity and his desire pressing against your clothed and swollen pussy. 

Aegon draws back slightly, and you chase his lips for another kiss. It was passionate but short-lived with him lowering his head to kiss your jaw. 

He caresses the swell of your belly as he trails his lips to your neck, shoulder and then your collarbone. You whimper and whine at the heat on your skin that follows his lips, tilting your head to the side to grant him even more access. 

Teasingly slow, he hooks his index finger beneath the strap of your dress and drags it down your shoulder, completely unphased as he starts to nibble your skin. He proceeds to do the same with the other strap, letting them dangle in the cooks of your elbows with your arms bent.

He brushes his hand over the side of your bump up to your heavy breast, cupping it through the fabric. “You haven’t worn a bra all day long,” he rasps against your collar bone, looking up at you with dark blown eyes. “Such a little minx. Bet you didn’t even think about how badly I would have to hold myself back, huh?”

The touch to your breast sends a tremble through your body, and you arch your back into it. Biting your lip as you look down at him, you whisper teasingly, though there is a hint of glee audible in your words, “not one second.”

His piercing blue eyes widen for a moment, the true meaning behind your words slowly settling. When he squeezes your breast, you tug on his hair in return, causing him to groan, and with his head already tilted up, he presses his lips to your jaw. 

“You’re a very, very naughty girl… mommy.” His voice is hoarse when he speaks, and his words make your body hum with desire. 

You lick your lips, and bow your head to meet his, kissing him deeply. You start to grind over his clothed cock, eliciting sharp and heavy breaths from him and quiet whines from yourself whenever your lips parted for air. 

Resting your forehead against his, you rub your hands over his shoulders, squeezing them. “Mommy can be very naughty,” you say, pecking his lips once. “If she gets what she wants…”

“And what does she want?” The grin he has on his lips is perfectly audible, you don’t even have to see it. He knows all too well what you’re going to say, he just wants to hear it.

“You, daddy.”

You can tell he’s taken by surprise at the nickname, since you’ve never used it with him before, his eyes widen as he pulls back to regard you. But nevertheless, a low groan leaves his lips. 

Having always been insatiable and hungry for each other, it’s no surprise which direction it all takes when Aegon cups your ass and lifts you up to carefully sit you down on the table, standing between your parted legs. You bury your fingers in the hairs on the back of his neck again, and watch him carefully.

“Say that again.”

With a cheeky grin on your lips, your eyes visibly trail from his to his lips and then down to his crotch, the bulge perfectly visible. “Daddy,” you reply to the command, innocently batting your eyelashes at him. 

Aegon groans again, and when his hands tug on the front of your dress, you shimmy out of the straps to allow him to free your full breasts. It’s impossible for him to tear his eyes off of them, watching mesmerized how your nipples harden as the chill air hits them. 

You don’t even have to say anything for him to lean in and wrap his lips around one bud, skipping the teasing to suck on it immediately, swallowing your milk like a man starved. The stimulation and relief it brings has your back arching once again, all but shoving your breasts against his lips and into his hand. 

He’s pinching your other nipple between his fingers, coaxing drops of your milk to dribble down the curve of your breast while his lips greedily lap at your other. 

“Fuck,” you mewl, scratching your fingers over his scalp in a comforting manner. 

Aegon’s spurred on by the way your body writhes beneath his touch and your legs clamp around his hips, locking him in and prompting him to rut his hard cock against your clothed pussy. 

But as much as you yearn for the relief his lips bring you, the aching between your legs is too much and needs to be soothed by him. 

“I need you, Aeg,” you whine, grinding yourself against his hard-on. 

A deep groan rumbles in his chest at your words, stoking the already blazing need you have for each other. To your surprise, he pulls back from your breast with a pop, a string of saliva connecting your hard bud and his swollen lips. 

They are curled into a smug smirk, the expression that so often blesses his chiseled features. “What was that?” 

You sigh, biting your bottom lip to suppress the urge to roll your eyes. You know what he wants to hear. “I need you… daddy.”

Like a man possessed, Aegon pushes the skirt of your dress up and reveals your cotton panties. You haven’t worn thongs in ages, and he’s used to them by now, though it took him some while. 

Noticing the damp spot in the center of them, Aegon scoffs. “God, fuck, how I‘ve missed you,“ he husks, his eyes solely focused on the outlines of your swollen folds against the cotton. He‘s not talking to you, obviously. “So eager to be filled by me, baby, mh?”

He fists the fabric between his fingers and just rips it apart as if it‘s nothing, briefly meeting your pouting gaze. “I’ll buy you prettier ones,” he replies. 

His hands curl around your thighs to pull you closer towards the edge of the table, and you lean back and prop yourself on your hands, watching almost eagerly as he undoes the zipper of his pants and pulls out his cock. The tip is covered in an angry red, beads of pre cum glistening at the slit, looking all too painful and begging for relief. 

Fisting the base of his cock, he drags it through your swollen folds, soaking it in your arousal before he presses the tip against your entrance, meeting resistance. You brace yourself for the delicious stretch, and release a shuddered breath when he finally breeches your hole. 

Aegon doesn’t know where to look and touch you. Every inch of your body looks far too inviting, and he’s sure he could cum just knowing that he’s the one responsible for the swelling of your body. The half lidded gaze you flash at him doesn’t help either, driving him mad. 

A husky groan slips past his lips as your walls squeeze him ever so tightly, throbbing and twitching as you choke him like a vice. “Fuck, keep squeezing me like that and I’m not gonna last long,” he rasps. 

One hand comes up to grope at your breast, while the other rests on the swell of your bump, splaying over it. 

As he pulls his hips back, you wrap your legs around them in a fruitless effort to force him back into you, but he is stronger and merely keeps the tip of his cock inside of you. 

“So eager to have me inside of you?” he teases, and your reply dies on your tongue as he thrusts sharply back into you. 

There’s a suppressed urgency in the way Aegon snaps his hips into yours so quickly and harshly, repeatedly bullying the sweet spot inside of you that makes you putty in his hands. The vigorous pace of his pounding leaves you scrambling for support, and you opt to prop yourself up on your elbows instead of your hands to steady yourself. 

Your head tilts back, and your mouth falls open, but you quickly clamp it shut to stop any wanton moans to fall from your lips. You can’t risk being too loud, as you don’t want anyone in the bedrooms far down the hallway to hear what you’re up to. 

The pleasure envelops you, and when you look at him, you spot him biting his bottom lip harshly, clearly struggling with staying quiet just as much as you do. What seems to distract him at least a bit is the way your breasts jiggle each time his hips meet yours, sending tremors through your body. 

Toe curling pleasure overtakes your body, and you can’t help but fondle the breast that isn’t groped by him, teasing your nipple to the point beads of your milk dribbled out of it again. The sight has him groan out, a tad too loud for the both of you.  

“So fucking pretty carrying my child,” Aegon grunts, the praise making your pussy throb with pleasure and your head fuzzy. He gathers some of your milk on the pad of his thumb, bringing it up to his lips to suck his digit clean. “Pussy or tit – you just taste divine.”

The obscenity of his words coax a renewed wave of your arousal to ooze out of your cunt, soaking his throbbing cock and the table below. You don’t want it to end just yet, but with the knot in your belly tightening, there’s no way to escape. 

Your heels dig into Aegon’s ass cheeks to slightly decelerate the pace of his thrusts and force him to go even deeper, intensifying the sensations you feel. 

“Fuck… please,” you whimper with your face contored in pleasure. 

Aegon wrinkles his nose, looking at you from under the strands of hair that have fallen into his face. “Need something, mommy?”

Your hips roll against his as best as they can, the swollen belly not making it easy, and your mouth falls open again with breathy whimpers leaving it. “I-I’m close,” you mewl, looking up at him with hooded eyes. “Wanna cum, daddy… please.”

You spot the hint of a smile dancing over his features, before he peels your hand off of your breast to bring it to his lips, pressing a kiss to the back of it. 

His other hand has found its way down to your pussy, skilled fingers dragging over your bundle in the rhythm they have long internalized. He knows you like clockwork, knows what gets you going and what makes you take just a little longer. 

“Cum for me,” he pants against the back of your hand, not once breaking eye contact with you. 

You collapse on the tabletop, the coldness of the wood hitting your flushed skin sending a shiver up your spine that goes so devilishly well with the fire that suddenly courses through your veins. 

Just in time with your orgasm washing over you, Aegon places his hand over your mouth to stifle the loud moans and whines, knowing damn well that even though he can hold himself back, the same doesn’t apply to you. 

You squeeze his cock so tightly as you fall apart beneath him, your back inevitably arching off of the table. 

“That’s it, mommy,” he coos while he fucks you through the orgasm, the toe-curling pleasure overtaking your every being. He watches in awe as your face contorts in pleasure, taking pride in it since it’s him that’s responsible for it. 

Only as he feels your body relax and your breathing turn more shallow than heavy does he bring his hand back down to your breast, the aftershocks of your high clearly subsiding. 

Aegon keeps on going despite the overstimulation taking its toll on your body now, clearly racing for his own completion. His other hand shows mercy on your sensitive clit and instead pays attention to your hip, fingers digging into your flesh. 

“Taking me so well, fuck, just a little longer,” he rambles, his head bowing forward to watch where he‘s repeatedly disappearing inside of your tightness. 

Your head lulls back again, and your walls flutter and clench from the overstimulation, in dire need to take his seed and bring it to an end. Both your hands fly to the edge of the table for leverage, while his hands grope every inch of your body they could grasp. 

Being overstimulated by him isn’t new to you, yet the moment the discomfort melts into plain pleasure always mesmerizes you. 

Your body feels as if it’s on fire with the knot in your belly tightening for a second time, the high approaching faster and harder than before. 

“Would’ve fucked a child in you if you weren’t pregnant already,” Aegon mumbles, and you can hear the strain in his voice, seemingly having troubles staying quiet. 

You whine in return, and it must have been the way your walls choke him for a second time, but Aegon brings his hand between your bodies again, pressing his thumb to your sensitive clit. 

“Cum with me,” you all but whine, eager to have his seed paint your walls. “Fill me up, daddy, pleasepleaseplease.”

The interplay of his cock bullying your sweet spot and his thumb dragging over your clit has you toppling over the edge once again, your teeth sinking into your bottom lip to silence yourself. 

But even if you wanted to moan, you couldn’t, not with the white, hot pleasure coursing through your veins. 

Your lips part with no sounds leaving them, your eyes rolling into the back of your head. 

It’s not long after that Aegon comes undone, announcing his own orgasm with a stutter of his hips and a hoarse “Fuck, I–” escaping his throat. 

Your clenching walls are milking him for all he got, making sure every drop of his cum is accommodated and doesn’t go to waste. 

Two more thrusts are given to your fluttering pussy before Aegon stills his hips, collapsing forwards with his hands braced right next to the swell of your bump. 

He’s towering over you, a lazy smirk on his lips as he meets your gaze, and beads of sweat cling to his flushed skin. 

You rub your bump in circles as you look up at him, calming yourself as you regain your breathing. 

And you want to speak, but Aegon beats you to it.

“Marry me.”

A gasp escapes you as you process the words, and your belly immediately churns with arousal and desire. 

As his words ring in your ears, you lick your lips and gaze up at him lovingly, though something mischievous glints in your eyes. 

“I thought you’d never ask.”

His face softens, but his lips curl into a smirk. “I was waiting for the right time, but I didn’t know whether it would come at all.”

You giggle at his words, and also roll your eyes, as it was typical Aegon. But even if the moment isn’t perfect, your heart still beats rapidly, having a hard time to handle the overwhelming emotions his proposal causes you. 

“But there’s still going to be a real proposal, right? With a ring and all that?” you tease playfully. 

Aegon chuckles and helps you sit upright again, cupping your belly with both hands. “Of course, you’ll get a beautiful ring and everything else that comes with it. You really think I’d half-ass something like this? You deserve the most extravagant proposal.”

You sigh, savoring the feeling of his hands on your body, his softening cock still inside of you and the weight of his words. 

“Yes. Yes, I will.”

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[misguidedasgardian]

Blurred Lines (5)

5. Run

MASTERLIST

Summary: You know what they say “He that fights and runs away, lives to fight another day” 

Warnings: Cursing, cheating, adultery, talks about body shaming, therapy, misogynistic undertones (“man of the house” and whatnot), Harwin is not a good person on this… and Jace isn’t either, implied tampering with birth control, spy cameras, a bit creepiness, alcohol consumption, inappropriate relationship

Wordcount: 2,5 k

Notes: Sorry for the delay, I really wasn't int he right headspace to write this particular fic hehehe. THIS CHAPTER DOES NOT CONTAIN SMUT, ONLY ANGST sorry... also... the next one will be the last jejeje

Even in such a big house you felt constantly watched, you felt like you could finally breathe once you got into your car. Aerea in the backseat, you let her watch something on your ipad for the trip so she wouldn’t get fuzzy, and was currently watching her favorite show with baby dragons in it.

You looked back at the huge mansion, and Aemond was staring back at you from the window that you guessed was his room…

Strange fella that one, you thought, as you took a long breath and started the car

You needed to put some distance

You wanted to erase from your mind what you did, you fucked Jace, in his grandfather’s house! his mother and family were under the same roof!

This has gone too far

You needed to get away

Harwin was going to get that job

He was going to move away

And you were going to move also, put some distance between them… you had to, this was not alright

You had interacted with Rhaenyra as she was your equal, Jacaerys’ mother, she was your generation, not Jace, this was wrong

When you went back to the house, Harwin had come back, and you sighed loudly, not ready to deal with him. You grabbed Aerea and he came out of the house to help you with your bags.

You felt guilty when he did all those nice things for you, he wanted you back, acting all kind, and sweet, and helpful,  and you were fucking his son

“How was it?”, he asked with that ridiculous sweet smile

“It was nice, but if you were here, why didn’t you make the journey up there?”, you asked trying not to sound accusing

“I just got back”, he answered simply, as you both entered your home

“Oh”

You didn't want to engage with him, but Saera started talking non-stop to his papa about the fun things she had done over the weekend and how nice her “daddy” had been

Harwin also didn’t notice any red flags about his own daughter calling his son “daddy” and him “dada”, what was wrong with them? it still made you nervous that your daughter did so…

“I can put Aerea to sleep”, he offered, “you go and relax momma”. Momma, he called you that since Aerea was born

You barely nodded, you were exhausted

You took a long shower, you washed your hair and took your time, and to your amazement, when you got out, Harwin had actually managed to make Aerea go to sleep, so it was only the two of you

“I ordered Pizza, your favorite”, he said with again… that sickly sweet smile

“That is very considerate Harwin, thanks”

No, you couldn’t do this to yourself, you couldn’t gave him not even an inch of space, he was going to slip right back in, you couldn’t

You ate the pizza and drank some wine in a silence so awkward it almost took your appetite away 

But once you had drank between the two the whole bottle of wine, there was the perfect excuse to go back to your room, and you did, under Harwin’s hopeful gaze

You didn't have the strength to do anything else, you just dropped to the bed got under the covers and went to sleep 

The days and weeks that followed blurred together in a weird daze

Harwin got the job outside of the city, so he was commuting almost every day, sometimes sleeping in a motel somewhere in between, trying to settle into his new job. And you were not going to let him back in, so he was coming to terms to look for another house, and that you were officially separated 

It was hard to you too, you did not want to stay in the house anymore, even though it was beautiful and you loved it

You started working again and Aerea would stay with a nanny, and Jace… well…

He was attending the University up North, and the summer was coming to an end

For your best of lucks, you haven't seen him, the last time in his grandfather’s house was some sort of breaking point, the straw that broke the camel's back, the last drop to fill the glass, whatever you called it

What he had said, the danger it brought you

Instead of turning you on, it had sort of broke you

You didn’t want this anymore

You were a person, a rational person and as such you couldn’t think with your instincts, you had to be rational, and the rational thing to do was to divorce Harwin, get a house of your own, and start rebuilding your life, hoping that the next times you see Jace, other people were going to be present

You could do this

Besides, he hasn't said anything to you the last days, a part of you felt sad, he was, after all, using you, for the thrill of the forbidden sex, the taboo or Gods know what, that saddened you, that he was able to do all of this, just for his horniness and nothing else

But the biggest part of you, was extremely relieved, extremely relieved that he was slowly drifting to the background

It had to keep being like this

It was the best for all of you, if he could let this go.

You just dropped Aerea in her daycare, and then you entered your work building quickly, with coffee for you, Sara and your boss in hand, your heels clicking on the marble floor. Gods it was a long drive from your apartment, you knew that from your godmother’s apartment it would be a few blocks away

You needed to move 

“Sorry I’m late, the barista took forever”, you said apologetically to your boss’ assistant

“No matter, but there is someone waiting for you at your office”, she murmured with a shy smile

“I had no meeting today”, you said worried

“He said he was a friend that needed to speak to you”

You frowned, not knowing what to expect, but as soon as you opened your office door, you gasped, not being able to hide your surprise

“What are you doing here?”, you asked.

The man raised from his seat slowly, his movements elegant and almost calculated

“Is that how you greet everyone?”, he asked in his soothing voice, but mocking you nonetheless

You stopped at the door to your office looking at him, he had not done anything to you, but, his mere presence upsetted you, you didn’t even know why.

But you smiled nonetheless 

“I’m sorry”, you apologized, “it's just… I wasn’t expecting you”, he only smirked

Aemond Targaryen in the flesh

“You do work in business don’t you not?”

“Do you need counseling on business administration?”, you asked weirdly

“Of sorts”, he said, taking a seat in front of your desk, “I came in for a consultation, of a potential business opportunity, for you, and of course, for me”, you took your seat behind your desk and smiled

“Sure, what is it about?”, you asked

“I send you something to your business mail”, he said calmly, you wanted to know how he got it, but you refrained for questions you were afraid of the answers 

As you were logging in your office computer, he spoke calmly, his straight posture, his relaxed demeanor, made you relax, until of course, he got to the point

“Since the first time I saw you I knew that we could be… acquainted…”

“Oh really?”, you asked nervously, the server was taking forever in loading your mail”. Aemond since the very time you saw him… gave you the creeps, he had something weird about him

“The moment you entered the Manor”, of course he would refer to his castle of a home as “a manor”, “all doe eyed and shy”, he purred, he made you terribly uncomfortable, incredible so, you shifted in your seat trying to hide a smile 

“Maybe you would be more comfortable with my senior partner”, you muttered

“And then when i saw you at night though…”, his words were in the back of your mind as you finally opened the mail he had sent you, and the files attached to it

“.... Whining and moaning as a wanton whore when your own stepson was fucking you”, you gasped, your eyes filled with tears as you saw, videos and photos of you and Jace, in your guest room at the manor last weekend 

“How…?”, you were already crying, fat tears streaming down your face

“Now now, don’t cry”, he said, amused, “there is no reason to be scared…”

“What do you want?”, you asked, “why are you here?”

“I told you… I think an arrangement between the two would be beneficial…”, you looked at him, frowning

Was he going to blackmail you? what for?

Oh gods, this was it, your biggest mistake, greatest indiscretion, right there, for everyone, anyone to see.

What had you done?

You wiped your tears decisively, it was done, there is nothing you could do about it, and now, it was going to fall on its own weight

“Aemond… What sort of arrangement? What could I possibly do for you…?”, you asked, trying to get calm

“Well, now but getting to you a little better I think… that I want the same arrangement my nephew is getting”, you looked up at him wide eyed

“Excuse me?”

“Yes, why would you settle with him? it’s too messy”, he said dismissively, as he was talking about a lab partner, “and besides, I have a thing for milfs”

“Shut up”, you demanded, now angrily, “what is it that you want, Aemond? I barely know you, you barely know me”

“I told you…”

“I’m not some whore”, you said angrily

“Really? could have fool me”, he mocked you

“Get out!”, you demanded, “get out of here”

“Are you sure?”, he asked, he didn’t even move, “I’m so clumsy you see, a wrong move of a finger and i can send those pictures to anyone! like my sister… or my brother in law”, another tear fell down your cheek

“What do you want?”, you asked then, he only chuckled

“To discover why would my idiotic nephew would ruin his relationship with his father for a shag with you”, he said, “you must be… quite the thing”

“I’m not a whore”, you said firmly

“Let’s cut to the chase”, he said, already bored of your reluctancy, “be mine, instead of his, and I won’t show these pictures to my family”, he said simply, “not to my sister, and not to my ex-brother in law”

“Why?”, you asked him

“Why?”, he asked back

“You are handsome and rich, why come after me? you could have any woman you’d ever wanted”, you said then

“Like I said, you have a thing, and I want it… whatever it is”

“Even if you are making me?”, you said

“Specially if I’m making you”, he teased with a sick smile

 You took a second, only a second, to think about it

Would you seriously be going to let yourself be blackmailed by him? You are feeling so guilty about everything, maybe this had to happen, maybe this is how you pay for what you did

“Get out”, you repeated

“Are you sure?”, he asked back

“Get the hell out of my office”, you said back, he barely nodded, standing up, he took from his suit’s jacket a card and left it atop your desk

“If you change your mind… you have 24 hours”, he had a flare for the dramatic

He left your office elegantly, like everything else he did, and once he disappeared and closed the door behind you, you were able to breathe, finally

You took a long shaky breath 

This was it, the payment for your sins.

You deleted the email, wiped your tears, and moved on with your work day.

Accepting his “offer” was out of the question, and you were splitting with Harwin, so, the repercussions wouldn’t be so large, you hoped

Perhaps your job? you always knew you wanted to move out of this city

Harwin, you were going to hurt him irreparably, him and his relationship with his son, that is what you were scared of the most, but they were father and son, maybe they could work through it, mabe… 

The Targaryen shadow was a long one, but you had a family of your own, and in the worse case scenario, you were going to change cities and jobs, maybe have full custody of Aerea, and move even to a different country

You could do this

You grabbed Aemond’s card and destroyed in the paper crusher 

The day turned long and as weird as its sounds, as you didn’t get another text from Jace, make your resolve even stronger, you called in a express moving company, and when you got home with Aerea, the movers were already in your place

“I’ll mark everything I want you to take with a pink post-it, the rest leave it”, you demanded to the guys, and they nodded.

You took everything you paid for, everything you had bought, and the bed as well, and in the end of the day, you were settled in your godmother’s apartment downtown, as easy as that 

You started receiving texts and calls from Harwin, who had come home to an partially empty house.

“I really thought we were on our way to rebuild our home”, he said on the phone, and a single tear fell down your cheek, oh if he knew, well, he was going to soon enough

“I’m sorry Harwin, but i think this time apart has done me more good than bad and… and I thought about it, and infidelity is not something… someone should ever forget”, you heard him sigh over the line

“I’m so sorry love”

“Me too”, you said that with way more sentiment that you should have

“I wish we can keep being cordial, for Aerea’s sake”

“That goes without saying”, you whispered

“I’ll pick her up next week”, he said lowly

“I know you had concerns about we both living here downtown…”

“That was a bullshit excuse”, he said, “for you not to leave the house, but… i trust you”

“Alright, goodbye Harwin…”

“goodbye my love”, and you hang up the phone

. . .

You don’t know what Aemond did with those photos, since nobody had said anything or tell you anything… and you didn’t know if to feel relief, or even more guilt, somehow you were waiting for your atonement, but it never came

Jace sent you some texts, telling you he had come back to college to deal with some important things, you guessed… classes, he was going to come back soon according to him, but it was of no consequence, because you didn’t answer, you even blocked his number.

Aerea was with Harwin, and you just got home back from work, a couple of weeks had gone by and you… were feeling terribly wrong, something was terribly wrong with you..

Bitter tears fell down your face when you grabbed the pregnancy test you had bought from your purse, your throat constricted on a choke

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[lauraneedstochill]

The Greens headcanons (modern!au)

I was inspired by @phiasaban post. the second I saw these photos I had an idea for the modern au and just wrote it all down in 10 minutes (this has nothing to do with the show! it’s just me looking at the photos, mind you):

Alicent is a single mom. loves to cook (def cooks when she’s nervous or upset), has a record collection, loves to dance when she’s tipsy. can be a strict parent when she’s pissed (or really tired) but overall is a mama bear (to the point of getting into arguments with teachers — "yeah I think I know what's best for my kids"). she's an angry driver, keeps her car super clean. dresses casually (plaid shirts and jeans), but whenever she puts on a dress she looks so smoking hot it makes every man turn around after her. tons of them flirt with her but she mostly looks uninterested. deep inside is afraid to get her heart broken again. makes friends with her neighbor Cole (he let her borrow flour a few times). he is totally in love with Alicent and everyone sees it but her. he's okay with her taking all the time she needs.

Aegon is a fuckboy but a very apologetic one. has no cruel intentions, he just “loves women so much, he can’t help himself”. either writes songs or poetry. has the weirdest captions on instagram. drinks wine 24/7 but manages to look sober when needed. ends up falling in love with one of his closest friends who’s been tolerating him for years, helping him sober up, making him breakfasts, giving cruel reviews of his sappy poems. one day she just casually picks him up in her car, they’re driving in comfortable silence, she asks him how his day went — and it suddenly strikes him that she’s the one. he’ll probably tell her right away ("I think I'm in love with you" — and she sharply presses the brakes). but it will take a couple of weeks for him to fully sober up, convince her to go on a date with him and then to give him a chance. will plant kisses all over her face whenever she’s upset. he loves movie dates, but his sense of humor is questionable.

Aemond is into sports (pick whatever you like, but he doesn’t look like a team player to me lol). very competitive, self-disciplined, doesn’t talk much. girls swoon over him and he ignores them completely. secretly is a nerd, reads a lot (and pretty much anything). falls in love with a girl who challenges him but will also stand by his side in every situation imaginable even if he’s wrong (she won’t shy away from telling him the truth when it’s just the two of them, though). he’s incredibly protective yet very gentle. it's all about forehead kisses, leaving sweet notes for her, buying flowers for no reason. not a fan of PDA's but will hold her hand every chance he gets. remembers every single anniversary. they’ll probably adopt a dog. he gives the best hugs and loves when she plays with his hair. they can talk about their favorite books for hours and she loves being the only one who gets to see that side of him.

Helaena is into astrology and tarot cards. has a cat (or three) and probably a little pet snake. talks to animals (I also think she’ll be vegan but don’t quote me on that). buys a lot of plants (and gives them names), maybe in attempt to compensate for her smoking. some may say she has a resting bitch face, but those ppl clearly never saw her smile, 'cause it lights up her face and she looks absolutely adorable. she’s the first one to steal their mother’s car (Alicent is not surprised and just texts her "no smoking in the car!"). annoyed with her brothers most of the time but god forbid someone dares to hurt them. carries a pocketknife (it looks very pretty, decorated with crystals and stuff), wears long t-shirts. adventurous but it takes time for her to trust people. will fall in love with someone who’s kind (and maybe introverted?). they’ll get matching tattoos (smth very small and simple), go on road trips and music festivals. yes, I can totally imagine her being queer.

➡ next: modern!Aemond Targaryen, college au part 1 — “All yours” part 2 — First time for everything 💌 my masterlist you can also check out the playlists I made for Aemond and Aegon 🎵

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[elaratyrell]

Modern! Aemond drunk texting his gf:

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[heartandflowerball]

Modern HOTD headcanons

This is inspired by @sansaorgana work, go check her blog!

Helaena:

She is a cat person.

When she was a kid, she brought all the injured cats she found at her home to take care of them.

She is a vegetarian.

She is in an association for animal protection.

She has a tik tok account where she posts little vlogs about her week, and videos of bugs.

She also has a tumblr account.

Alicent's contact name on her phone is: Mother, Aemond's is: 🐞, and Aegon: 🐍

She has an obsession for bugs.

She has a spider called Dragon, Alicent hates it.

Her favorite subject in high school is science.

She is in the drawing club and the theater club at her high school.

In class, she's the girl who sits in the back of the room and draws in her notebooks.

She loves to read fantasy books . Her favorite saga is "The Lord of the Rings".

She loves to paint.

She plays the transverse flute.

She tooks inspiration on Pinterest for her outfits.

Her favorite outfit is a pink overalls with a yellow t-shirt.

She loves cardigans.

She dyes the ends of her hair with pale colors. The colors she has kept the longest are pink and blue.

She has lots of plants in her room and gives a names to each one of them.

She is definitely a swiftie and makes everyone listen Taylor's music with her. Alicent listens with her but leaves after the 5th song. Aegon ignores her. Aemond listens to her talk about the love triangle in folklore even though he doesn't understand anything at all.

She makes spotify playlists for all the most important moments in her life.

On the family WhatsApp group, she only sends a message when it comes to answering a question.

Aemond:

He is a dog person.

Vaghar is definitely a big dog.

His favorite subject in high school is history and philosophy.

He just want his mother attention.

He has an instagram account just to like his mother's posts and a tik tok account to like what Helaena posts but he blocks Aegon on every social media.

Alicent's contact name on his phone is : Mom, Helaena is: Hela🌺, and Aegon is: Idiot n°1.

He has an eye patch but no one apart from his family know why.

He was bullied when he was kid but that stopped the day he bullied his bullies back.

He doesn't talk to anyone at school except his sister and refuses to be seen in public with Aegon.

He goes to all the Helaena shows.

He loves horror movies.

He has been playing the piano since childhood.

He loves Shakespeare but hates Romeo and Juliet. He says Romeo is weird and Juliet was just a 14 year old.

His comfort food are cookies.

He does fencing.

He is touch starved.

He dresses in the dark academia style.

He definitely listen to rock bands.

He lets Helaena practice her eye-liner on him.

He listen to Alicent talks about her life and work.

Aegon:

He doesn't like animals exept his snake called Snake.

He likes to scare Alicent with Helaena's spider.

He doesn't do his homeworks.

He is addict to video games.

He passes all his life in his room.

He has an instagram account where he posts weird pics of his abs.

He has a "Carpe Diem" tatoo and when he is in a good mood, he lets Helaena draw flower around it.

He secretly wants to hang with his brother but never admit it.

He likes these cringe Christmas movies.

He dresses with t-shirts and joggings, nothing else.

He goes to the cinema every weeks.

He is definitely a fuck boy.

Aemond and Helaena contact names on his phone is: me n°2 and me n°3, while Alicent is : the og me.

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[cbswonder]

I'm here to inspire people's HOTD modern AU's

Part one

Viserys/Rhaenyra/Aemma

Viserys/Alicent/Aegon/Heleana/Aemond

Otto/Gwayne/Alicent

Rhaenys/Corlys/Laena/Laenor

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[targaryen-realness]

The secret History-chapter 1

Title: The secret History

Pairing: Aemond Targaryen x Reader modern!au

Warnings: Toxic family realtionships, mention of scars, mention of blood, smut and other nsfw themes, Reader uses They/them pronouns but mention of female anatomy, Not canon compliant, Reader has tattoos, academic rivalry. (more will be added with time). Reader is from no particular house but has family in Westeros and Essos. 

Summary: Aemond is a private person. He likes being surrounded by his family but also wishes he could be free of the pressure that comes with being who he is. When he met you, you became his only distraction, the fact that you are stubborn and incredibly smart does nothing to push him away. But being who he is, he knows that nothing can happen between the two of you. It does not help that sometimes he still thinks of another. 

Notes: Hope you all enjoy it! You can just leave a comment there or send me a private message if you want to be added to the taglist! 

Tags: @yearninginpages

It was the smell of coffee and the prospect of a day far away from his family that got Aemond Targaryen the necessary motivation to leave his house in the morning. The strange thing was that he actually liked college. He loved reading, he loved learning and the deep feeling of validation that came with excellent grades was always a plus. There were just too many people there. He might not have been bothered by it if he was not a Targaryen, second son of king Viserys, third sibling of the heir to the crown, Rhaenyra Targaryen. In his young years Aemond had lust for the crown, everything he was doing in life was in prospect of one day being king. He felt he was the most worthy. Those years were behind him, and except for a deep sense of melancholy and the feeling of having no purpose in life, he had grieved the hope of one day being king. This is why he was now on his way to class, finally finishing his philosophy degree. Class bore him to death, and all he wanted truly was to write his final memoir and be done with it. What he would do after, was still a mystery even to himself. It did not help that he and his family members were very easily recognisable. White hair and purple eyes, everyone recognised them. The fact he was the one wearing an eyepatch and a scar on his face did not help his case. Aegon, his brother, relished on it, Helaena couldn't care less, he on the other hand, could not stand it. He appreciated the distance it put between him and the others eventually. The other students gossiped, but in the end, he was out of reach for most of them. His friend group was very restricted, consisting of his sibling, Helaena mostly, and his nephews, Luke and Jace who also intended this school. King’s Landing college was the most prestigious and private university of Westeros. Only the richest could attend, or very hard working students that succeeded in getting the scholarship. 

-It’s okay.”

-It’s okay.”

-It’s okay.”

He nodded simply and left before you could say anything. He did not stand around to see you still standing here in shock. His heart was beating fast and suddenly he regretted his poor social skills. He turned around to see you were already gone. The look on your face plagued his mind for the remaining hours, so much that not even hours in the library helped him forget you. He had no idea why. He had no idea who you were if he was being honest. He was sure he had never seen you anywhere. Why his mind could not let go of you was a mystery. His brother even came to see him during lunch, having heard of his little encounter this morning. 

“First day since summer break and everyone is already talking about you”

Aegon was smiling and Aemond thought for a moment that his brother just loved seeing him suffer. 

“So, were they pretty at least? 

-Who?”

It was Helaena that just arrived with her own lunch. 

“Someone ran into Aemond this morning, according to the witnesses, it was rather intense.

-This is ridiculous, I was just walking, they ran into me, said sorry and that’s it. 

-Seems pretty normal to me”, said his sister, and he looked at her, grateful. 

“He never had contact with anyone till now, of course people are going to talk about it.

-I have plenty of contact, thank you very much. 

-Maybe it’s you that has too much contact”, said Helaena, taking a bite out of her food. 

Aemond smiled watching Aegon put his hands up in surrender. None of them talked about the stranger from this morning again and Aemond was finally able to eat his lunch in peace. The fencing classes did not start until next month, so he had plenty of free time until his last class of the day. His day had gone so fast he did not know if it was a good thing or a bad thing. As he was slowly getting outside in one of the courtyards to smoke a cigarette alone he let his mind wander. He growled at himself as the stranger’s face popped in his mind again. He was not the type to think of people that much. His brother was wrong on a lot of things though. Aemond had dated before, he just was more subtle about it than Aegon. His last girlfriend, Alys, had not been from King’s Landing, and he did not meet her at college, which definitely helped with privacy. They had stayed together for two years, until he broke it off. He still could not really put words on the reasons for the separation, he just did not feel like pursuing this relationship. He had been single for a year now and he was happy this way. He was free and for someone who felt like maintaining relationships was sometimes a chore, it was perfect. 

The thing was that when you were a Targaryen, that the entire country was looking at you constantly, and that your family was also looking at every step you took, it was difficult to even think of casual hook ups. His last was probably dating from last halloween. Not that anything really happened with the person  but gods he had wished for it. The thing was, he could not even really remember the face of the person. He was drunk not enough that he did not remember what happened, but enough so that he did not even think of asking for the person’s name at the time. It was weird it had happened twice but it just proved it was not out of character for him. What did not help was that the stranger was wearing a mask, he did not even remember what of, and while they were making out they just had lifted the mask up to their nose. It was hot, at least that’s what he thought at the time. His mind had wandered on this precise moment ever since, their lips, their scent, and the feeling of their skin under his fingers. He will remember forever the sight of their back too. As they were pressed together against the door of the bathroom in the house of someone he did not really know, he had a good peek at their back. The black ink that adorned their skin was something that had haunted his dreams for weeks after and he even found himself still thinking about it recently. Just like now. Maybe it was the way their back was arching that made him able to see the part of the tattooed sword so low on their back. Maybe it was also because of the dragon wrapping itself around that sword, its large wings spreading on their lower back. He thought he should thank whoever once made pants cut so low. For sure it was something he would never forget. Maybe it was because his family and dragons were linked since the dawn of time. He found it quite amusing now that he thought of it. It might have been also because it was his first real contact with someone in this way since his break up with Alys. He still thought he had fallen in love instantly in that bathroom. He had abandoned the prospect of one day finding them again, as he realised it would simply be impossible. The sexy stranger would stay a fantasy he thought of at night alone in his bed. It was better this way. 

He arrived at his last class in advance and took the same seat he took last year. He liked the routine. This class was actually a favourite of his. Ancient Valyria History. He did not need it at all, he knew everything he needed to know about it, his entire childhood he had taken private lessons about it. He knew high valyrian like it was his mother tongue. Maybe it was him being lazy, knowing it would be an easy class. Maybe it was just an escape from his other classes that were all about politics and philosophy. 

People were now arriving, pulling out their laptops, and as the professor started talking he started tapping on his computer. He heard the door behind him open but did not look back until the person walked past him. He recognised you almost instantly. It was that sweater you were wearing, and that bag that looked way too heavy for you that he recognised first. He did not realise this morning that you had the same taste in matters of clothing as an old man but it made him smile internally. You did not seem to have noticed him as you took a seat in front of him. The lecture went swiftly and soon he found himself packing his bag, barely paying attention as the professor was announcing the final project for the semester. 

“A pair work. You can choose an ancient valyrian source and study it in depth.”

Aemond felt his body tense. The fact he was going to have to work with someone, talk to them and actually trust them enough with a part of his grade stressed him out. You turned around to grab your bag and your eyes met. Your mouth opened slightly but you ended up smiling at him, simply. You left with the others, and as he watched you walk up the stairs, an idea germinated in his mind. He packed his bag and tried to find you in the corridor. He saw you talking with one of the girls that was seated in the front of the class earlier. He could not hear what you were saying but he saw the way your shoulders dropped as the girl was talking. She waved at you and you waved back, still standing there, obviously defeated. He approached you, the noise of his shoes on the floor tiles made you lift your head. You seemed surprised but still waited for him to approach you. He was going to talk but you cut him before he could utter a word. 

“I’m sorry about this morning. I wasn’t looking really”

He was wondering if you were overly polite or if he was just that terrifying. Maybe you just did not want to make an enemy out of him, which was smart, but he would never hate someone for something so trivial. 

“I told you it’s alright. I was actually wondering if you already had a partner for the class.”

You genuinely seemed surprised by his question. 

“No. Actually I don’t have anyone yet. Are you asking me because you would like to work with me? 

-I do indeed”

He smirked at your doubtful expression. For a second he thought you would reject his offer but he saw you take your phone out of your pocket as you simply said:

“I can give you my number. So we can discuss the source material, if you have any idea yet, or anything.”

He was surprised, if he was going to be honest with himself, he did not expect you to react like this. In his mind you would either be terribly disinterested or too into it. You looked calm and composed. Ready and determined to work. 

“If you just want us to talk about it in class it’s okay”

He realised he had not answered your question just yet. He shook his head and simply said:

“I don’t usually give my number to people. 

-Yeah that’s why I am giving you mine. I only have one request, don’t give it to your brother”

He snorted at that comment. He probably should defend his brother but honestly, that was a logical concern on your part. 

“I won’t.”

You gave him your number and you did not ask for his in exchange, he also appreciated that you did not ask him why he was so wary of that. You parted way after that, him with a simple node, but he simply turned around before you could go too far. 

“I did not even ask you your name?”

You smiled, and he felt his heart skip a beat. 

“You could just have checked the contact name you know?”

He raised a brow still waiting. 

“Y/n. I’m Y/n.

-I’m Aemond”

Your smile became even wider. 

“I know”

And with that you turned around and left. This time he stayed until you disappeared at the corner. He looked at his phone, a little smile stretching his lips, and left. 

Saying that you were in shock would be an understatement. You did not know by what miracle you had not embarrassed yourself in front of him, but you thanked the gods you had not. It started this morning when you bumped into him. You were listening to some music and really were not paying attention. When you lifted your head to see Aemond Targaryen, your brain fried. You prayed for a moment he would not remember you, and you did not think he did. You excused yourself, probably sounding like a madman, but he simply dismissed you and you took this as a sign to get the hell out of here. So you did. You ran out, hoping no one would think too much of this encounter. At your lunch break, you found yourself with a friend of yours who immediately told you that an idiot rushed into a Targaryen this morning. You took a bite of your sandwich but you were not very angry anymore. 

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost.

-It was me.

-What?

-It was me!”

She looked like you had just said the most ridiculous thing ever. 

“Of course it’s you! It’s always you!” She laughed, abandoning her lunch too. 

The rest of your day was calm compared to the beginning. You had gone to work, leaving college to go to your job. Your part time job was actually being a barista in a cosy cafe not too far away from university. It was in the centre of King’s landing, in the old part of the city, still called flea bottom to this day. Everything was supposed to go smoothly, except today was not your lucky day. The end of your shift was very close from the beginning of your last class. Generally you were just on time for your history class, but today was not one of those days. You had been asked by your boss to stay later to finish cleaning tables. You speed run through the task before jumping into the bus back to college. You ran to your class, trying to compose yourself before entering but you knew you looked like you had just run a marathon. You took notes, trying to get your mind out of the gutter and you were doing better until the professor announced that you will have to do some pairwork. The idea of having to work with someone on such a project was just making you even more tired. You were packing your things when you met the gaze of Aemond Targaryen. You had never seen that man as much as you did today, or at least not since last year. You smiled at him, trying to act as calm as possible, as if your mind was not plagued by this man. Everything had started with him. He was the original start of your bad luck streak. You left as fast as you could, trying to catch up with a girl you knew with the intention of asking her to be your partner. Sadly, she was already paired with someone. 

“Sorry Y/n, I did not see you. I would have said yes but I already have someone.

-It’s okay, don’t worry.”

You waved her goodbye, and as you turned around you saw Aemond walking towards you. You felt yourself hold your breath as you watched him approach. You tried not to look too intensely at the way he walked. He always looked so elegant and arrogant if you were being honest. Maybe it was his perfect posture, his perfectly ironed clothes. The way he dressed like a dark academia lover wet dream. It was also the way his beautiful hair looked so silky, even when they were tied up into a ponytail like today. Your fascination with ancient Valyria may explain the way you looked at him, but to be honest he was just hot. And he looked mean, which was, if you looked back at your exes, exactly your type. 

“I’m sorry about this morning. I wasn’t looking really”, you said, surprised that you sounded so confident. You did not want him to think you were an asshole, and even if you already had apologised, you did not know if his majesty needed to hear it again. 

“I told you it’s alright. I was actually wondering if you already had a partner for the class.”

His voice was melodious and the way he spoke, he sounded confident and not in a bad way. You could not contain your surprise at his question, and it probably reflected on your face, because you saw him raise one of his brow. 

“No. Actually I don’t have anyone yet. Are you asking me because you would like to work with me? 

-I do indeed”

You were doubtful but when you saw his smirk, you felt your aloofness melt like ice in the sun. 

“I can give you my number. So we can discuss the source material, if you have any idea yet, or anything.”

It was his turn to look surprised and you almost smiled at his expression. 

“If you just want us to talk about it in class it’s okay.

-I don’t usually give my number to people. 

-Yeah that’s why I am giving you mine. I only have one request, don’t give it to your brother”

He probably thought you were some crazy fangirl that just wanted to sleep with him. You were not a fangirl for sure. The only thing you loved that was remotely linked to Aemond’s lineage was that you were graduating in ancient Valyria history. You understood the sentiment though. Some people were obsessed with the idea of getting with one of the Targaryens, or even their cousins the Valaryon. It was almost a fetish for some. 

“I won’t.”

You entered your phone number in his contact list and handed him back his phone. You told him to text you when he was ready to divulge such a prized information to a stranger and left him. He said goodbye but before you could leave you heard his voice again. 

“I did not even ask you your name?”

You turned around again and smirked. 

“You could just have checked the contact name you know?”

He did not answer so you said:

“Y/n. I’m Y/n.

-I’m Aemond”

You almost laughed at this. Of course. 

“I know”

You went home this day with your mind full of a certain Targaryen and a very specific day from last autumn. You ate and went to bed, a smile on your lips as you saw that an unknown number had sent you a message. 

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[dedicatednotobsessed]

Secret Admirer [Modern!Jacaerys Velaryon x Fem!Reader]

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Summary: Being a sophomore at Westeros High is hard enough with certain cliques, however it is even harder when you have a crush on the smartest boy in your year. Jacaerys Velaryon is not only the smartest, he is also the grandson of the principal, Viserys Targaryen. Your best friend, Baela, tries to push you to ask Jace out although you become too scared and the nerves only grow when you begin to get secret notes in your locker….

Gif doesn’t belong to me 🖤

Dedicated to ✨ @clairacassidy ✨ who requested some Jace ☺️

You pushed back a strand of your hair as you walked through the crowded halls of Westeros High. You hugged your books to your chest, blowing a breath as you listened to some cheerleaders talking about the upcoming winter formal. They all seemed giddy, trying to one-up the other by talking about the dresses they would wear.

Your best friend Baela Targaryen had been trying to get you to go dress shopping with you and her twin sister Rhaena, but you had refused every time.

You let out a sigh, deep in your own thoughts as you arrived at your locker. You furrowed your brows a bit seeing a small torn up piece of paper neatly folded. You reached out to grab it but jumped when you felt hands come down on your shoulders.

“Morning!”

“Gods, Baela!” You sighed when she only laughed. “It’s too early in the morning to scare me like that.”

Baela only laughed more. “I’m sorry, Y/N. You know I just love messing with you.”

You rolled your eyes but the smile was on your lips. You turned back to your locker quickly grabbing the piece of paper before slamming your locker. “Come on, we’re going to be late for first period.”

Baela tilted her head with a small smirk as her eyes wandered over the piece of paper. “Ooh, what’s that?”

You shrugged. “I don’t know. It was in my locker,” You replied and jerked your hand away when she reached for it.

“Why are you so scared to open it? It could be love letter!” Baela declared.

You rolled your eyes while stuffing the paper in your pocket. “Like any boy would be interested in me.”

Your friend hummed in response, linking her arm with yours. “I guess we’ll never know until you open it, will we?”

You shook your head while walking into your first period, Chemistry. You pushed back some of your hair as you headed to your seat which was beside a dark haired boy named Jacaerys Velaryon, or better known as Jace. He had been your childhood friend since before the two of you could even talk, although everything seemed to change when you hit puberty. You had pushed him away to the point where you rarely text him anymore, yet you could not avoid him as your lab partner.

“Good morning, Y/N,” Jace greeted giving you a small smile.

You gave him a nod in response while pulling out your notebook followed by your Chemistry textbook. A frown tugged at your when the piece of paper fluttered out of your pocket and you reached for it, but Jace grabbed it first. You looked down at the paper as he held it out for you, your eyes flickering up to his blue ones.

❈ ❈ ❈ ❈ ❈ ❈ ❈ ❈ ❈ ❈ ❈ ❈ ❈ ❈ ❈ ❈ ❈ ❈ ❈ ❈ ❈ ❈ ❈

“Hey, Y/N!”

You hummed as you turned and giggled when Jace turned in front of you, a bit out of breath. “Are you okay?” You questioned with a raised brow.

Jace had one hand on his knee, holding up a finger which caused you to giggle. “I was actually hoping to catch you while you were still at the school.”

“Oh?”

He nodded while standing up straight, letting out a breath. “So, you know how Homecoming is next Friday?” He asked and continued when you nodded; “Well…I was wondering if you wanted to go with me.”

You bit your lip gently feeling the butterflies erupt in your stomach, your heart skipping a beat. Your mind spoke before your heart could however; “I-I have a lot to study for…you know how ruthless Mr. Ormund’s tests can be.”

Jace’s smile fell from his lips before nodding with furrowed brows. “Yeah, he is pretty tough.” He looked down at the ground before back up at you. “Well…I’ll catch you around then.”

You looked at yourself in the mirror, the light pink dress just brushing at your knees. You had a light layer of makeup and your hair was done up, Rhaena having helped you get ready. You decided to surprise Jace at the Homecoming dance.

You felt the butterflies in your stomach as you neared the gym doors, everyone inside with their usual clusters of people. You furrowed your brows scanning the dance floor and your heart dropped to your stomach at the sight of Jace dancing with Baela. The way he looked at her with that boyish smile of his only caused your heart to shatter. The tears stung your eyes before you turned while wiping your eyes. You should have told him how you felt and now you blew it.

“Y/N? Y/N?”

You blinked a bit, snapping back into reality as you looked over at Baela. You looked back down at the tray of cafeteria food in front of you, furrowing your brows a bit. You never brought up the eighth grade Homecoming to Baela, not wanting her to feel bad that she was dancing with your crush- she couldn’t have known.

“Did you say something?” You asked looking back to your friend.

“I just wanted to see if you opened your letter yet.”

You shook your head a bit. “Why do you want to know so bad?”

“Because I think it’s so romantic that you have a secret admirer,” Baela squealed.

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes. “I don’t have a secret admirer,” You grumbled but pulled out the crumpled piece of paper.

You furrowed your brows as you opened it, Baela leaning over you to read it as well:

A Prince once swooped down to rescue a Princess

From certain death, sitting atop a mighty dragon called Vermax.

As the Green Knight was about to deliver the killing blow,

The Prince grabbed the Princess’ and rained

Dragon fire on the enemy knight, flying the Princess to safety.

Baela stared at it in confusion. “What’s it from?”

“A children’s book,” You replied with a sigh. “It used to be one of mine and Jace’s favorites.”

Baela made an O-shape with her mouth. “Do you think maybe-“

“Maybe Jace is my secret admirer?” You cut her off while laughing. “No, I don’t think so.”

Baela shrugged with a small smirk. “I don’t know…someone leaving excerpts from a children’s book that happens to be one of yours and Jace’s favorites.”

You rolled your eyes as you stood up with the cafeteria tray, dumping your food in the nearby trash by the exit and left without another word. You knew Baela was wrong- Jace was not your secret admirer.

You let out a sigh as you headed to your locker after the final bell went off. All you could think of was that note. It was the children’s tale of The Black Knight and Vermax. It was the only story you and Jace would ever read, his mother Rhaenyra even making you a Princess costume and Jacaerys black armor, similar to the one that the Prince wore in the book.

You shook your head a bit while opening your locker but frowned seeing another piece of paper. You glanced around before picking it up and opening it, leaning against the locker beside you to read it:

To show her gratitude, the Princess requested her father to

Throw a large feast in the Prince’s honor. The Prince, still

Donned in his black armor, lifted up his hand.

“No,” He began. “I do not want a feast.”

“What would you like?” The Princess asked. “I must repay you for saving my life.”

The Prince reached out and grabbed the Princess’ hand, his skin rough from his years of training with the sword. “It would be an honor to call you my wife, Princess.”

“You know, Y/N,” Baela began as she fluffed out your hair. “Red is really your color.” She looked over your dress with a small smile. It was a tight fitting sleeveless red dress that lightly fell at your feet with a sweetheart neckline. “Isn’t it Jace’s favorite color too?”

You felt your cheeks heat up. “Shut up,” You mumbled while looking down at your hands. “We should leave so we’re not too late.”

Baela giggled at your red cheeks before she hooked her arm with yours, the both of you walking out. “I really don’t think you need to impress him by wearing his favorite color.”

You rolled your eyes. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Baela.”

You held onto your friend’s arm as you walked into the gym decorated with the theme, Winter Wonderland. Some couples were on the floor dancing to a slow song that was playing over the speakers; others were sitting at tables with bored expressions while scrolling aimlessly on their phones. Your eyes flickered over to the drinks table, spotting the familiar dark haired boy.

You excused yourself before slowly walking over, clasping your hands behind your back. “Didn’t the story end with the Prince and Princess marrying?”

Jace turned to you, his lips parting as he looked over you. “U-um…what story?”

You smiled lightly. “The Black Knight and Vermax.”

He chuckled while rubbing the back of his neck. “So, you found my notes.”

You hummed, nodding a bit. “Would you like to dance, Jace?”

Jace grinned as he set his cup down before leading you to the dance floor. He wrapped his arms around your waist, your arms going around his neck. You looked into his blue eyes while the butterflies erupted in your stomach, leaning your head against his. You have imagined this ever since you were a little girl: the Princess to be with her Prince and now it was finally coming true.

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[marsconer]

THE BLACKS

rhaenyra targaryen: heiresses, business woman, went to school with alicent

jacaerys velaryon: unemployed

lucerys velaryon: private school boy

baella targaryen: it girl, lifestyle influencer

rhaena targaryen: private school girl

cregan stark: lawyer

aryana stark: full time activist,

sara snow: step-sister with the starks, figure skater

aemma velaryon: english major, wants to join corlys in his trade

#funny things happening on the way to the forum #oc fanfiction #house of the dragon modern au #hotd modern au #the modern au no one asked for #rhaneyra targaryen #team black #jacaerys velaryon #lucerys velaryon #baella targaryen #rhaena targaryen #cregan stark #aryana stark #sara snow #aemma velaryon #jacaerys x cregan

[dreamcatcher2113]

Hold Me Down for One Night, Like I Got 3 Strikes

Summary: It’s funny how all of this started with a map at Hartley High. You and Jace have been best friends for as long as you can remember. You both go to Hartley High, with your friends Quinni, Darren, Amerie, Harper, Malakai, and Ca$h. All of you had a sleepover at Jace’s place. What you guys didn’t know is that Jace’s hot uncles (Aegon and Aemond) and beautiful aunt (Helaena) are staying with his family because their new house is being renovated. Some Things started to stir up and old feelings began to surface. Only in Hartley High.

Warnings: Language, sexual content, 18+ smut, and more I can’t think of.

Author Note: Yes I am mixing HOTD and Heartbreak High together because I can and want to. Everyone is 18 years old in Hartley High. Aemond, Aegon and Helaena are in their 20’s. Aemond has a genetic condition that made him blind in his right eye. All the Targaryens are close, there is no feud. Daemon is not Rhaenyra’s uncle in this AU, and they are married. You are a Stark in this AU, Cregan is your cousin.

Inspiration: @valeskafics @tinfairies

Song: 3 Strikes by Terror Jr

Part 04

Masterlist

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Part 05: Why Do All Good Things Come to an End?

You excused yourself to the kitchen to get yourself some water. Little did you know that Aemond was right behind you. You grab some water from the fridge, and see Aemond was also getting water as well. You handed him a bottle, and he gave you a silent thank you, you just gave him a quick nod. The silence between the two of you was awkward, and stiff. There was a time where you and Aemond were able to enjoy comforting silence with each other, but now there is nothing comforting between the two of you.

“I have missed you Y/N.” Aemond said, breaking the silence first.

“You have a really funny way of showing it, Aemond.” You said, taking a sip of your water.

Aemond sighed. “I have my reasons Y/N.”

You scruff. “You keep saying that, and yet you never explained to me why you wanted to stop being my friend.”

“I never meant for that to happen.” Aemond tries to explain.

“Could have fooled me.”

“Y/N.”

“What Aemond?!? What possible reason can you give me, why you didn’t want to be my friend anymore?” You raised your voice a little. “All you have given me vague answers and no real explanation.”

“It’s way more complicated than that Y/N.” Aemond explains once again, rubbing the back of neck.

You sighed in frustration. “Is it Aemond? Because we both know the real reason why you ghosted me for no reason.”

“Alys had her reasons.” Aemond said.

“Are you fucking kidding me?!? You know what, I’m not surprised. Even broken up, you still choose her side.” You said in frustration.

“It’s not like that!”

“That’s bullshit! When I first met her, she was nothing but cruel and rude to not just me, but your whole family!” You started to yell.

“And you know what sucks, Aemond?” Your voice started to shake. “I have done nothing to her, and she said those horrible things to me.”

“Y/N.”

“And you know what kills me the most?” You started to feel tears forming in your eyes. “You just let her say those things to me. Not once have you stood up for me.”

“Y/N '' Aemond said your name in a whisper.

“It got to the point where Rhaenyra had to say something.” You continued. “I did nothing to her, and yet she said those things to me. So please explain to me Aemond. Explain to me why she called me a gold digging whore, and I had to lose one of my best friends.”

The dam started to break, you started feeling tears running down your eyes. All the feelings you had felt before have been coming back again. You started to feel how you felt almost two years ago.

"I'm not excusing what Alys said to you. It's just….complicated." Aemond sighed.

You groan in frustration, you should've known. Trying to get Aemond to explain is like pulling teeth. "Can you say anything else besides it's complicated?!?"

"Honestly Aemond it was driving me crazy not knowing what I did. Can you please tell me what I did to make her hate me so much, to the point where I had to lose you too?!?" You asked in anger and sadness.

Aemond looked like he wanted to tell you, but something was stopping him. You sighed in frustration, giving up on getting closure from him. "Forget it, Aemond. Whatever the reason is….you'll never tell me and I'm tired of fighting with you." 

You start to walk away and head back to the living room.

"Is that why you slept with Jace?" Aemond asked. Stopping you from your tracks, you turned to him.

"Excuse me?" You asked, glaring at him. "I don't see how me sleeping with Jace has anything to do with anything."

“Are you just using him? Because if you are, that’s really cruel of you Y/N.” Aemond went straight to the point.

You couldn’t help but laugh at the outrageous question Aemond just asked you. “One. I would never use Jace like that. I love and care about him too much, and unlike you. I actually give a shit about our friendship. And two. How many fucking times do me and Jace have to fucking explain?!?” 

“We talked. We consented. We are on the same page on what we are. Jesus fucking christ it is not that fricken hard to understand!!” You started to raise your voice even more. You honestly want to pull your hair out. 

“Jace has feelings for you Y/N. You’re just too blind to see it.” Aemond said.

A little shocked by what Aemond said, not knowing how to react to the information that was given to you. “Let’s pretend that’s actually true for a moment. What does that have to do with me and Jace sleeping together?”

Aemond sighed. “That fact that you are using my nephew to get over me. That’s pretty cruel, don’t you think?”

You feel your blood boiling with rage. You made it very clear with Jace, that you were not using him to get over Aemond. At first you thought you were using Jace when you two first hooked up, you started to feel  guilty. Not wanting to lose Jace, like you lost Aemond as a friend. You and Jace talked and communicated about everything. You didn't want to hurt him and lose him as a friend. Jace reassured you that he knows that you weren’t using him like that. 

Out of anger and rage, you threw your water at Aemond’s face, and slapped him hard across his face.

“Fuck you Aemond Targaryen! You know nothing about me and Jace!” You yelled, and started to storm off to the backyard. Wanting to get some air and to cool off, how did years of friendship turn into this?

Jace, Aegon, and Helaena witnessed the ending of what happened between you and Aemond. Jace looked like he wanted to punch his uncle in the face. He knows that you weren’t using him to get over Aemond, he reassured you so many times that he didn’t feel like you were using him. Jace starts to walk to the backyard to check on you, while glaring at Aemond. He wanted to say so much to him, but right now you are his priority. He opened the door that led to the backyard, slamming it. Aemond flinched a bit, knowing that he fucked up and knows his nephew is pissed at him.

Aegon and Helaena just looked at their younger brother in disappointment. They know the reason why Aemond ghosted you and why Alys treated you the way she did. Both of them don’t condone their actions whatsoever, but they did respect Aemond’s wishes to have him talk to you. Aegon and Helaena know that it would be best for you to hear it from Aemond. For someone who is very smart, they both think Aemond is being dumb.

“Aemond. That wasn’t really fair.” Aegon said, walking towards the kitchen more.

“I know.” Aemond sighed.

“If you knew, why did you say that little brother?” Helaena asked softly, standing next to Aemond.

“I don’t know. I just snapped. I’m not excusing what I said, I know I went too far.” Aemond admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. 

Aegon handed him a paper towel, so he can dry himself off. Aemond gave him a silent thanks, and started drying the water that was dripping from his face. 

“I don’t want to be the nagging older brother. But you really need to talk to her, Aemond.” Aegon said, crossing his arms.

“And when he says talk to her, he means actually talk to her. Not giving her vague answers.” Helaena added. “It’s not fair to her or to Jace.” 

“Trust me I know. I’ve been putting it off for way too long. I just-. I don’t-.” Aemond tried to voice his thoughts, but couldn’t. Helaena rubbed his back in comfort, both Aegon and Helaena knew it was a complicated situation. 

“We know Aemond.” Aegon said.

“We do understand.” Helaena added. Both of them gave Aemond a hug, knowing he needed it. Helaena and Aegon know that what Aemond did was not okay, and they both think he should have handled things differently. That doesn’t mean they won’t comfort their little brother, he may be an idiot sometimes but they know his heart. They know he would make it right, hopefully.

Meanwhile in the living room

The rest of the group just sat and sipped their drinks awkwardly, hearing you and Aemond yell back and forth. Having no idea what to do or say. Darren and Quinni know the situation between you and Aemond. Besides Jace, they were also there for you when things started to fall apart. All three of them would stay over at your house for multiple nights, comforting you and they wouldn’t let you isolate yourself. Darren and Quinni couldn’t forgive Aemond for what he did to you, you cried too many times for him.

“I know this isn’t any of our business, but I am honestly worried for Y/N. What happened between those two?” Harper asked, breaking the awkward silence first. 

“It’s a long story.” Quinni answered.

“And it’s not our story to tell.” Darren added.

“We get it.” Malakai said.

“We won’t push it.” Ca$h added.

“Will Y/N be okay?” Amerie asked, genuinely worried about you.

Quinni and Darren exchanged looks, debating on telling the rest of the group of what happened between you and Aemond. After becoming friends with Amerie, Harper, Ca$h, and Malakai, the four of you started to trust them. You, Jace, Darren and Quinni never really let anyone in your inner circle. Somehow the eight of you became a tight group. 

“We can’t tell you the full story.” Darren began to say.

“But we can tell you some of the details.” Quinni added on.

“As you guys know Jace, Y/N, Quinni and I grew up together.” Darren started the story. “And you guys know that we are also close with their family.”

“Especially Y/N. Darren and I are close with Jace and his family but-” Quinni continued.

“-but not as close as Y/N is.” Darren finished her sentence. 

“Her, Jace, Aemond, Helaena and Aegon were super close. They were all best friends.” Quinni said.

“That all changed when Aemond started dating a girl named Alys.” Darren sighed, remembering the phone call that they and Quinni got from you and Jace. They couldn’t forget the sound of you crying that day. It broke their and Quinni’s heart when they heard you breaking down.

“Mind you. Y/N never met this girl before, and only met her once.” Quinni explained.

“Alys was being rude not only to Y/N, but the rest of Aemond's family as well.” Darren added.

“Y/N was being polite and being herself. Alys however was calling her names and accusing her of stuff that’s not even close to Y/N’s personality.” Quinni continued the story.

“What did she say?” Ca$h asked.

Darren and Quinni exchanged looks. Quinni looked down at her cup, remembering what one of her best friends was called. Darren sighed. “One of the things Alys called Y/N was a gold digging whore.”

Amerie, Harper, Malakai, and Ca$h eyes widened in shock that someone who doesn’t know Y/N at all, called her that. They know that Y/N is many things but a gold digger isn’t one of them. Yeah they know you don’t take shit from other people and will stand up for your friends. There were times you would get into fist fights for them. That’s one of the things that makes you a badass. You don't take shit from people, you stand up for the people you care about, and you will call out on people’s bullshit. Besides all of that the four of them know how loyal you are and how you are there for them no matter what. There were many things they love about you, hearing what Alys said to you made them mad. They don’t know who this Alys person is, they hope for her sake that she doesn’t meet them. They would rip her a new one if they met her.

“I’m sorry.” Amerie spoke, still a little stunned. “She called Y/N, a gold digging whore?!?”

“Yep.” Darren answered, popping the p.

“What the actual fuck?!?” Harper said. While Malakai and Ca$h were too stunned to even voice their thought process.

“Our thoughts exactly.” Quinni said. “Long story short, not once Aemond stood up for Y/N. Jace’s family however, had no problem telling Alys off.” 

"After that dinner night, Aemond started ghosting Y/N. Like he basically just threw years of friendship out the window." Darren finished explaining.

Amerie, Harper, Malakai, and Ca$sh have no idea what to say. They were a little stunned from what they had been told. 

“You guys did not hear that from us. There is more to the story but it’s not our place to tell.” Darren pointed out. They nodded their heads in agreement, they won’t mention anything to you unless you go to them. All six of them sat in silence, hoping you were okay.

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Taglist: @jessica295 @dothrckis @dark-night-sky-99

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[all-is-fair-in-love-and-war]

Jace showing up to Otto’s funeral

he didn’t get Laenors DNA but he got his style

Photo credit

#Jacaerys #Jace #modern Jace #jacaerys targaryen #house of the dragon #house of the dragon modern au #modern HOTD #HOTD

[targaryen-dynasty]

Threesome Nr 2 w/ modern! aemond and Aegon please! Maybe they’re both doing bad in a class and she is their tutor. With first time double, dacryphilia and overstim? 😈

KINKTOBER SLEEPOVER.

No. 8 -> GIF.

Modern!Aemond and Aegon II Targaryen x fem!Reader

WARNINGS: SEXUAL CONTENT-MINORS DNI; threesome (m/m/f), p in v, anal (pls use lube), (first time) double penetration, dacryphilia, overstimulation, praise kink, degrading, humiliating, alcohol consumption, female Reader

WORDS: 2.2 K

The stem of your wine glass was rolled between your index finger and thumb, your legs draped over Aegon’s thighs. An hour. An hour did it take for you both to put the books aside to lounge on the sofa in Aegon’s shared apartment, the second bottle of red on the small table in front of it being almost empty already. 

One of you always quit quite early – most of the time it was him. 

Aemond sat on the two-seater sofa and listened to the conversation, nursing his third glass. It was the first time he had actively joined you and Aegon, mostly because Aegon had already poured him a glass when he had heard the keys rustling against the front door. However, your begging was what really convinced him. 

“Seriously, though,” you said, blinking slowly as your eyes became glossy from the wine. “Why did you ask me for help and not your brother? He has the same classes and does way better.” You glanced over at Aemond, who gave you an appreciative nod.

Aegon had one arm splayed across the back of the sofa, fingers trailing over the expensive leather. Cocking an eyebrow, he brought the glass to his lips and drowned the last bit, almost as if he had to give himself Dutch courage. “Well, my brother doesn’t look as good as you do,” he gruffed, raising his empty glass. 

Opening your mouth, you brushed your index finger over your bottom lip in a calming manner, meant to hide the smirk that pulled at the corners of it. You glanced between the two silver haired men, before bringing the glass to your lips. “He looks way better,” you mumbled the words against the rim of the glass, almost drowned by the wine. “... but that obviously runs in the family.” Obviously speaking before thinking. 

Heat colored your cheeks almost instantly, and even though you were a bit tipsy already, it didn’t suppress the embarrassment you felt. 

Too occupied with your own emotions, you hardly noticed the glances the brothers exchanged, until your eyes flickered from the glass in your hand up to meet Aegon’s. Seeing the mischievous smirk on his lips, your eyes widened, before they darted towards Aemond, who appeared to be stunned by the confession. 

“I mean… I-I don’t… you–” you stammered, trying to talk your way out of the situation – but to no avail.

Aegon and you had fucked once – or thrice – ever since you met in one of the college bars a few weeks ago, and, assuming it had ended on your terms, he surely would have taken you a fourth or fifth time, too. But you didn’t want to get your heart broken by the notorious fuckboy, so you had to put a stop to it. 

“... we?” Now it was Aemond speaking, maybe even for the first time that evening, and his smooth voice immediately sent a shiver down your spine, settling between your legs. 

You gulped, tapping your index finger against the stem of your glass. “You’re both fucking hot, alright?” you blurted out, almost seeming offended – if it wasn't for the bright red tinting your cheeks. “It’s like –”

Aegon raised his hand with a scoff, effectively silencing you. “Be a good girl and shut up.”

The sudden shift in the air caught you so off guard, but you did as he told you to. While you should be nervous or ponder over what could be on his mind, your thoughts always strayed back to the ‘be a good girl’ and a part of you wanted to be good for him so, so good. 

“See?” Aegon teased with a sly smirk, looking past you at Aemond. “Told you she’d loosen up with a few glasses.” 

At the confession of them speaking about you beforehand, you swallowed thickly, looking back down to the glass in your hand. 

“I-I–”

“Shush now,” Aemond warned, joining in on his brother’s antics. 

“You know you could’ve just asked us if you wanted some action, mh?” Where Aemond had been quiet and reserved before, always more the observer than actively participating, his sudden change of demeanor most definitely caught you by surprise. 

Aegon scoffed, and you hadn’t noticed his hand rubbing your thigh before, too confused by what was happening around you. Heat followed in the wake of his hand, and it didn’t settle the aching between your legs, silently begging for his hand to travel up. “Is that true?” he asked, amusement laced in his voice. It didn’t feel humiliating, but something still had your throat tightening, not knowing what to say. 

Witnessing Aemond taking the initiative was the last thing you expected, yet you couldn’t deny that you were pleasantly surprised. “Come here,” he said, patting his thigh. 

From the moment you climbed Aemond’s lap, too much and not enough at all happened – until the three of you were completely naked and covered with sweat. 

After he had cupped your face, breathing a ‘want us to play with you?’ against your parted lips, he had claimed them with a heated kiss that robbed you of any bits of hesitation and reluctance that might have settled in your bones. 

While Aegon mostly had sat on the couch, jerking himself off to the sight of you and Aemond making out, it was his turn to join when things got more serious. Having had you a few times before, he was generous enough to grant his younger brother the chance of feeling your cunt choking his cock, content to watch for the time being. 

And something told you that Aemond might have been wanting this for quite some time. 

What Aegon lacked in length, Aemond made up for, and other way round when it came to the girth. They both were well endowed, but not to the point it caused you pain or felt uncomfortable. 

As Aemond slid into you, you gasped, practically impaled on his cock. It took you a few seconds to adjust, but then you started to rock your hips back and forth, riding him. 

The sensations only grew with him snaking an arm around your body, trailing down to where your bodies were connected to gather some of your arousal to coat his nimble fingers. At first, you paid no mind to it, until his index finger circled around the rim of your other hole, massaging it and eventually dipping inside. 

“I-I have never,” you whimpered, not at all worried if it meant it would be your first time tonight. 

Aegon rasped from his place on the couch, breathing heavily from how well he was fisting himself, “oh, we’ll take good care of you, sweets.”

“That’s it,” Aemond cooed in the same moment, enjoying the way your walls sucked him in with each swivel of your hips.

The pleasure got unbearable, but before you had the chance to come, Aemond withdrew his fingers. There wasn't even time for you to complain or whine, because he rose to his feet and beckoned his brother over with a nod. 

Feeling Aegon’s lips on the curve of your shoulder, you tipped your head back and moaned. Aemond dragged his nose along your exposed throat, pressing featherlight kisses to your flushed skin that drove you into madness. 

“Look at you,” Aegon rasped against your skin, biting down roughly enough to have you suck in a sharp breath. “So desperate to be fucked by us.” With Aemond thrusting up into you, his hands clasped around your thighs to hold you steady, there was not much you could answer, merely whining in return.

“Have I fucked you dumb already?” the younger one teased, a proud edge to his smooth voice. 

It was like heaven to you, sandwiched between two handsome men that played your body like a fiddle. You knew how good Aegon was when it came to fucking, but you were surprised that Aemond was in no way inferior to him, perhaps even a bit better, since he knew how to charm your body with gentle touches that juxtaposed the drilling of his hips. 

With the preparation of Aemond’s fingers, the prodding of Aegon’s cock against your virgin hole wasn’t that uncomfortable. Aemond had stopped his movements as soon as he noticed the shifting of his brother behind you, allowing the elder to push inside slowly and carefully. 

Accommodating both of them at once brought you a feeling of fullness you hadn’t experienced before. Even though they didn’t move, you were certain you could have come on spot just from them filling you to the brim. And seeing that you had become tighter with Aegon now behind you, both men seemed to share the feeling. 

But even then, the aching between your legs didn’t subside – if everything, it just grew greedier. 

“Move… please,” you whimpered, tears starting to brim in your eyes. Standing behind you, Aegon replaced Aemond’s hands with his own, while Aemond draped both your arms over their shoulders for leverage. Aegon spread your legs to the point it felt as if he wanted to tear you apart, but it felt oh so right. 

The tears made your vision blurry, and you didn’t see the glance they exchanged before they started to thrust into you at the same moment. Your head tipped back yet again with a strangled moan slipping past your lips, whereas both men were grunting and groaning as their cocks dragged through your clenching walls. 

Aemond brought his hand up to cup your cheek, pad of his thumb dragging along your skin to gather some of the tears you had shed. “Fuck, you’re so pretty when you cry.” As fucked up as it was, his words had you keening, the sounds you released growing from desperate and strained to wanton and pornographic. 

His other hand found solace between your legs, fingers dragging over your little bud. It was harsh, and, with the pleasure their cocks brought you, it made your body feel like it was on fire, urging you to squirm and gasp. But the position didn’t allow you to leave, unable to move with your arms around their necks and Aegon’s strong hands on your thighs. 

“That’s it,” the elder grunted, accentuating the words with two thrusts that were out of the rhythm of Aemond’s, harsh enough to hiccup your breathing. “Keep purring for us, you dumb, little kitten.” Releasing one of your thighs – with Aemond being quick enough to grab it to hold it up – Aegon reached around to squeeze and grope at your breasts. 

All things came together at once with the tip of Aemond’s cock brushing your sweet spot so expertly while his fingers circled your clit and Aegon’s squeezed and pinched your nipples. You toppled over the edge with a loud cry, white, hot pleasure surging through your veins. It almost was embarrassing how tightly your walls clenched around them both to the point it forced them to slow down a bit, yet their ministrations were enough to prolong that intense high. 

While you had expected them both to pursue their orgasms not long after, it was crushing when they didn’t, forcing you through the overstimulation. 

You tried to press your thighs together to escape the uncomfortable feeling, which obviously didn’t work with them spreading your legs further apart. “F-Fuck… please,” you whimpered, squeezing your eyes shut which prompted more tears to roll down your cheeks. 

Being generous enough to grant you some kind of relief, Aemond withdrew his fingers from your clit and instead cupped your chin. “Keep crying like that, fuck,” he grunted, pursing his lips just slightly as his good eye was fixed on your tortured expression. 

Trusting twice, thrice, he eventually reached his climax with a strained groan, stilling his hips completely as his throbbing cock spent itself deep inside of your still trembling and sensitive walls. That prompted you to open your eyes, keeping them locked on his face, watching it contort with pleasure. He didn’t pick up his pace after that, merely staying buried inside of you. 

Aegon followed suit not long after with an elongated ‘fuck’, groping your breast a tad too roughly as he was overtaken by pleasure. He rode his high out with leisure snaps of his hips, rolling them back and forth until they also stilled at some point. 

He was the first to pull out and fetch his clothes, causing you to wince at the loss and a slight feeling of being used to throb in the back of your mind. For Aemond and you, it appeared you needed a few more seconds to steady your breathing and allow the events to settle in your bones, but once they did, he was careful to lower you to the ground.

“See you next week, Y/N,” Aegon gruffed, grabbing his phone. “Tuesday, same time?” 

Not really waiting for an answer, he departed for the bath, leaving you alone with his younger brother. With wide eyes, you met Aemond’s good one, silently begging for him to say something.

And he did, but probably not what you expected him to. 

“Get in my room,” he commanded, not a tinge of strain left in the baritone of his voice, “I'll clean you up and make your evening worth the while.”

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[misguidedasgardian]

I need to (14)

... Smell the air

MASTERLIST

Summary: Weather is warming up, and so are you

Pairings: Cregan Stark x Fem!Reader 

Warnings: cursing, horny people, PDA, teasing, smut, a scene of oral sex (CREGAN RECEIVING BABY), might miss some warnings, you know what this is about jeje

Wordcount: 3,1 k

Notes: Can’t wait anymoreeee next up are the three special summer edition chapters! I know now is winter for most, and for one of the hemispheres jaja, so this just might warm things up…. And in this chapter… I read a line that was “he talked 30 minutes about something he was passionate about so i let him hit it” JAJAJA nad it inspired me to write a part of this chapter 

ANYWAYS, I'll reveal the posters I made for the special chapters! AND...

IS IT ME OR THEY ARE ABOUT TO SAY SOMETHING TO EACHTOHER???

You were quickly realising Cregan was great in everything he proposed himself to be, and that was incredible, a bit intimidating, since you were not very skilled, but it was certainly very entertaining to watch…

And very hot to watch

You could actually feel the heat in your face as you watched Cregan being tossed around on the grass…

Summer was coming

And since Cregan was no longer in the football team, he no longer had to dedicate his vacation intro training, and that was… great

You could smell it in the air

You were sitting in a smaller bleacher, seeing Cregan being dragged through the mud, being tackled without mercy, his white shorts were no longer white, but his shirt… was certainly more pretty than the one he had before

He looked happier though

Football was only played in the North, but rugby was a more popular sport in the centre and in the South of the Seven Kingdoms, so that made it more interesting

And he had gotten so much better since the first time you saw him two months ago…

You didn’t even want to remember that Aemond’s friends played Rugby, that he wanted to play too….

The seven kingdoms were an entire continent and yet, it felt all too small

The very thought of even seeing Aemond made you so nervous your breath caught in your throat

But you shook your head and smiled as regan waved at you from the field

Rugby was more about camaraderie, he had told you, the team was closer… it was a whole other concept… he spoke about it for half an hour and then you felt so attracted to him…

He missed to see how your eyes darkened as he explained to you how the teams worked as such, how it was all about collaborations between them, how the only way to win is to work together, as he was watching plays on his phone, while talking to you and commenting… 

You felt like you wanted to eat him

You licked your lips, looking down at his torso and towards his pants, while he was lying on his bed right next to you, again… fully clothes

He had bever asked you to go down on him in the month since you started dating… not once… and that made you want him even more, to be benevolent like that, to be that generous… you just wanted to

He looked into your eyes, and his own eyes were filled with excitement and passion for something he liked to do… 

“What?”, he asked, amused, you smiled, leaned in and kissed him, your hand moved on its own accord, first to his chest and then down, he growled in your mouth while you hand reached him down there over his jeans, “what are you up to?”, he purred

“You are so hot when you talk about things you are passionate about”, you whispered against his lips, as you felt his cock get hard under your hand, under the rough fabric, you wanted no time in undoing his jeans, separating from him and kneeling on the bed by his side

“You don’t have to do it”, he said in a husky whisper

“That is why I want to do it”, you whispered with a smile, “do you want me to?”, 

“Gods yes”, he whined like it pained him, you opened his jeans and moved aside his underwear, his cock felt so soft and hard in your hand. It was very generous, thick, and so perfect, he kept it groomed.

You teased him with your thumb and he shivered under your touch

“Mmmm you are a little tease”, he whined, you got both your hands to rub him, to fondle him, he shuddered and buckled his hips, until drops of precum began to abandon the tip, and you used that as a bit of lube. 

You couldn’t hold yourself anymore, you felt yourself actually salivating, so you leaned in and took his tip on your mouth

“Fuck!”, you chuckled against him when you heard the curse out of Cregan’s lips 

His salty taste made you moan, making him buckle his hips, but he regretted it, he didn’t want to rush you, he didn’t want to pressure you, he was going to take what you wanted to give him.

And you wanted to give him everything…

You already knew he liked what you were doing and that made you more bold, you sucked him, first his tip while your hands where on his base, rubbing what you couldn’t reach but then you grew more bold, taking more of his in your mouth while you worked your tongue on his shaft

You felt him move under you, you heard him moan and curse, you liked it, the power over him…

Safe to say, you let him dried that afternoon

You felt embarrassed sitting there thinking those things

But Cregan looked so hot

Why were you so horny?, you giggled to yourself as you kept watching him playing his new sport. You couldn’t help but drift off to…

The unnamable 

Aemond…

Things were so different, he expected things from you, he never went down on you but you always went down on him, he almost like demanded it… you thought about how if he would ask you to come watch you… no… he wouldn’t have asked you, you would think that it would annoy him if you showed up to his practice let alone be in the bleachers screeching for him, wearing his name and his colours

“That would not be proper”

He would say

You shook your head, and took a long breath, as your therapist suggested

Push those thoughts away, ask yourself why you were comparing them…

Because now you are happy… And you are so happy that you can’t help but compare to those times you weren’t… 

Or that is what you thought

In these two months that had passed and your relationship only got better and more intimate… and furthermore… after practice… Cregan had asked you the million dollar question

“What are you going to do this summer?”, he asked, as he took your hand as you walked back to his place

“I thought you never asked Mr Stark”, you teased, “I’m not quite sure”, you said with an intense voice, “you have something to suggest?”, he chuckled

“Finals are approaching, I know you will do well, but… I can’t help but think… I want to spend summer with you”, he admitted, and you smiled widely

“Good because i want to spend summer with you too”, you teased

“Oh good… now… what are we doing?”

“I still don’t know”, you giggled, “would you, My husky Northman, would accept to go a little south for me?”, you asked with a teasing tone

“We both know I’m more than willing to go south on you, I mean for you”, he teased back making you shriek with embarrassment 

“Horndog”, you accused

“AH! You are calling me a horndog?”, he mocked

“But being more serious… we should get together with the rest of the team, see what they think”, you suggested

“I love it”, he said leaning in and kissing your temple, “for a summer together”

“For a summer together”, you promised, smiling widely.

. . .

For your friends, finals meant learning and memorising tons of information, using all kinds of techniques, audios, pictures, paragraphs of information, it was… a lot… but for you? It meant cuts in your fingers, sleepless nights, materials, models, computer hours too…

Only the promise of a summer together is what kept you relaxed to the fact you haven’t seen Cregan all week, but he was on his own thing, he had his own finals, and you had yours… 

And yet

“They are gonna know”, you giggled

“No they are not”, you smiled up at him, and he snapped a picture, “now they might…”

“Don’t send that”, you whined

“This one is for my eyes only”, he promised, smiling down at you.

You couldn’t hold it, Friday after a gruesome test on colour theory, you ended up napping at Cregan’s at 4 pm, with only a shirt of his on, and your panties.

He woke you up taking pictures of you, because you also had the photography class final.

He had promised that nobody was going to know who his model was… 

“You are going to get kicked out of the class”, you mocked him, “for being indecent” 

“Put your legs on my shoulders”, he demanded, kneeling on the bed by your side, you were laying down, playing

“That is too much”

“Please, trust me”, the pictures he had shown you were classy, nobody could tell it was you, a play of black and white, the sheets and the shirt, and your bare legs.

He was only on his underwear, his chest bare, you obeyed him, placing your legs on his shoulder, he placed his big hand to grab your ankle, he pointed the camera down towards you, and snapped the picture, his hand on you

“What is our teacher going to say?”, you mocked him

“This is a close presentation”, he assured you, “I make sure of it”

“Horndog”, you accused, smiling brightly at him

“Uff let me get this picture, please, with your face in it”, this time he took his phone with difficulty, and snapped it with his phone

You trusted him, you had no reason to ever think he was going to share this with anyone else.

“But I have one of you”, he looked at you while he leaned in and kissed the skin of your ankle, your legs on his shoulder, his naked arms coiled in your extremity, he looked so hot. You shared significant looks with one another before he let your legs fall to the mattress, leaning over you and kissed you softly

Napping at six pm with your boyfriends… you discovered is one of your favourite things ever

“Can’t wait for an entire summer with you”, he whispered

“Me neither”, you said back 

He seemed like he wanted to say something else, but he kept quiet, just giving you another peck

“Have you taken your pictures for monday?”, he asked, you only had two finals left 

“Oh yeah”, you muttered, yours were more colourful, you got inspired the other day playing with the materials for your models

“Would you show them to me?”, he asked raising one of his eyebrows, and he laid by your side

“No”, you answered simply

“Come on, please?”, he asked

“If I pass”, you teased him

“Alright alright, I’ll show you the pictures I took of you then”

“Very well”, you whispered back with a teasing smile

“It was a tough week”, he whispered

“It was, I’m so tired”, you whispered looking into his eyes, but you smiled nonetheless

You got interrupted when someone knocked on the door, of course was Jace, but he didn’t open the door

“Alright lovebirds, I need you both in the dining room table”, he demanded

“We’ll be there in five”, Cregan whined

You got up quickly, put on your pair of jeans and Cregan did the same, and then you met Jace and Sara in the open space 

“Alright… let’s do this!”, Jace said, and in front of you three, he placed a huge cardboard, with cute little cartoons of all your faces

“What’s this?”, you asked

“Summer”, he said with a smile, “we are planning our summer together”, he said Sara clapped, excitedly. “My mom wants me campaigning next to her, at the end of summer, so the last month… I’m heading to Harrenhal…”, he assured you. 

“I just filled the application for a “solo internship”, said Cregan, writing on the board, “So I’m all in if you have any ideas where I can work”, he said with a smile, placing a hand on your hip 

“I need to get a job”, muttered Sara, “I have no plans either”, they all looked at you

“My godmother said she would rather drop dead before she spends summer here in the North, or in Riverland”, you mocked, “but she really wants to see me, and I want to see her, so she invited me a week to Dorne, to the watergardens”, you said, “as soon as I’m done with school”, you had told Cregan about this, but unfortunately, he couldn’t join you, he had important family things with his uncles and cousins, but fortunately, summer was long

“Alright”, Jace started scribbling, “so you are gone the first ten days”

“Then I can meet you all whenever”, you offered. Jace and Cregan shared looks

“A road trip through the North to Riverland sounds so good right now”, Jace said with a teasing tone

“Uuuhhhh, let’s do it”, said Cregan, “a roadtrip to Harrenhal”, you then looked at Sarah

“My godmother sent me an extra ticket, told me to invite a friend… want to come with me Sara?”, you asked, and her eyes lit up

“Are you serious?”, she asked, amazed

“Yes, she told me so”, you said, Jace mouth open widely, “let’s do it”

“I’ve never been anywhere outside the North!”, she said, Cregan smiled, “I want to go!”

“Great, I’ll call my godmother and tell her I have the name for the other ticket”, you said

“Well, we lost the girls…” said Jace scribbling

“Take us down from another week because i’m thinking that on our way back we can take the train…”, you said, “I have to go to my house in King’s Landing, and then we will meet you there, is that alright?”, you asked Sara, and Cregan

“I’d love that”, she said

“Then we are meeting in Harrenhal for a summer of… watersports in lakes and rivers”, mocked Jace

“Sounds amazing  lets do it”, you said with a big smile

“Let’s go to Daemon’s Lake house in the God’s Eye”, said Jace, “he is in Pentos, so we’ll have it all for ourselves, I’ll ask him”

“That sounds incredible”, said Sara

“Yes and we can get jobs in the local ice cream shop, boat rental and the fishing shack”, he said it as a joke, but you loved that idea 

“I’ll look into that”, Cregan said smiling widely 

“Yes we can tell everyone to meet us there, for a week or so”, you said

“Great, then, the last month, we got to help my mother in the campaign right in Harrenhal, Cregan, she was counting on you to take pictures of behind the scenes and her socials”

“I’m on it”, he said

“I would love to design some posters for her”, you offered

“And I will manage her outreach with the people”, offered Sara, “keep an eye out in her socials, see what people are saying”

“Really guys? you would do that?”, Asked Jace, amazed

“A month of marvelling ourselves into the political career of one of the most prominents underdogs of the liberals until we can get her elected as the president? fuck yeah”, you said, “I love Rhaenyra, and I can’t wait to see Luke and Joff”

“Let's finish this hellish week, and then, let’s summer”, said Sara

Was it some sort of catchphrase? You loved it

“Let’s summer!”, you screeched hugging Sara. 

. . .

Daemon Targaryen chuckled when he saw his great nephew’s request

“What?”, asked Laena

“Jacaerys is asking me to use the God’s eye cabin for the summer”, he chuckled, “I’m gonna let him”

“That place is not well taken care of”, she said with a teasing smile

“Well if he wants to use it, maybe he can trim the grass on the lawn”, he said dismissively 

“It needs more than a trim”, she mocked

“Ah, what’s the fun in being so easy?”, he said, tapping down his answer, 

“The girl will want to go”, she said

“They are not our prisoners… they can go if they’d like”, he said simply raising his shoulders, Daemon looked at his phone and an idea crossed his mind

He selected the family thread, and answered there

“Let it be known to all the family, that Jacaerys has asked me to use my summer home with his friends and I say yes, in case he burns the damn thing, you are all witnesses”

“That’s unfair >:(“,  typed Jace

“Can I go?”. Asked Luke

“No”

“NO”

“I don’t think it's a good idea love, Jace wants to be with his girlfriend and friends”, said Rhaenyra, that of course knew about her son’s plans 

“Uh, who is his girlfriend?”, teased Aegon, “is she hot?”

“Sara Snow”, wrote Luke

“That isn’t appropriate Aegon”, wrote Viserys 

“Who else is gonna be there? I’m asking for hot friends of Jace”, typed Aegon again

“That’s it, I’m calling the police ⛔️”, wrote Lucerys 

“My friend had a boyfriend, jackass, and she wouldn’t be interested in you, she knows you too well”, Jace wrote… he knew Aemond was in the groupchat with them, and probably reading it all.

“Why don’t you all go up there this summer?”, asked Alicent, “that would be nice”

“Is not a mansion Alicent, that poor house can’t fit them all 🙄”, wrote Daemon, chuckling to himself 

“They are young, I’m sure they can make it work”, she continued to write 

“I for once, think is a great idea mother😇”, typed Aegon

“Weren’t you supposed to be on an internship with the mayor of the OldTown this summer? 🙄”, asked Daemon, “stay away from my house”

“I think I can make it, the God’s eye is rich in herbs and insects and I’m about to write my thesis on insects that have anthropomorphic designs on their backs…”, wrote Helaena

“You are always welcome aunty 🥰”, wrote Jace

But Aemond was strangely quiet, only reading the text messages 

. . .

You never liked pictures of yourself, you were not a photogenic person, every phot that they have taken about you, that you didn’t know, were horrible to your taste… but except

This weren’t

It was you, but only you, perhaps Jace or Sara could tell, but nobody else.

They worked like a charm for Cregan because he passed, so did you… but the pictures were so tasteful, so aesthetically pleasing.

“I have never been… portrayed like this”, you said as you looked to Cregan

“Really?”

“I don’t I have ever been portrayed before this semester, by anyone that isn’t you”, you said looking at him.

They had made you print the pictures so Cregan had them in size A2

“You deserved it”, he whispered looking down at you, “Can I hang them in my room?”, he asked you then

“Are you asking me permission?”, you teased

“Well, it is you…”, he said

“I would feel honoured if you did”, you assured him, he leaned in and give you a peck on the lips

“I’m gonna miss you these two weeks”, he whispered, “I looked forward to see you in the God’s eye”, you smiled

“Mee too”

“Take care of Sara, I know she doesn't need it, but…”

“Of course I will”, you promised, “Take care of Jace”

“Promise”

“Let’s summer”, you said

“Let’s summer”, it was like a promise

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[lauraneedstochill]

(Marcus Fosters is not that popular on Spotify, apparently, but his song is one of my favourites in this playlist, UGH) this is not a character study, but rather a bunch of songs that remind me of him. some songs do fit his character (if I dare say so myself), some may seem questionable (although I definitely have my reasons to add them). maybe these will serve as an inspiration to some of you! 🎵 Spotify, 🎵 YouTube ⏩ I also made a playlist for Aemond

#house of the dragon #I wanted to use the scenes from ep 9 #but the lighting... don't even get me started #I had to redo the gif from scratch #but I actually like how his list of songs turned out #my stuff #hotd #hotd modern au #house of the dragon modern au #aegon targaryen #aegon targaryen imagine #aegon targaryen modern au #aegon targaryen fanfiction #aegon ii targaryen #tom glynn carney

[spookydollyart]

In honour of the return of house of the dragon 🫡

#art #i love my grandma #illustration #house of the dragon #hotd team green #hotd #hotd aemond #hotdvhagar #vhagar #aemond kinslayer #aemond targaryen #granny vhagar #visenya targaryen #hotd season 2 #hotd modern au #hotd meme

[heartandflowerball]

Someone would be interested if I do a modern au story about rockstar Alicent x Indie singer Rhaenyra ?

#rhaenyra targaryen #alicent hightower #rhaenyra x alicent #house of the dragon modern au #house of the dragon #hotd #hotd modern au #alicent x rhaenyra #young alicent #young rhaenyra