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Absolutly amazing!

His Sacrifice

Summary: Aemond makes the decision to save the one he loves over his brother.

Reader is Rhaenyra's daughter and is in a secret relationship with Aemond

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The screams of men below were almost inaudible over the roar of her dragon. She felt powerful, she felt vindictive, a smug satisfaction washing over her as she decimated the Green army below, the traitors who dared to usurp her mother.

Yet her heart was aching.

Her eyes scanned the skyline, nervously awaiting Vhagar’s presence, awaiting his presence.

Her throat tightened and she blinked rapidly to stave off the tears that threatened to fall. She’d cried enough tears over him, over the divide that wedged between them, threatening to break them apart completely. She had to be done.

A trill made her perk up, looking over her shoulder, her eyes wide, her chest aching, but as she caught sight of the smaller, gold dragon headed her way, her devastation soon turned to anger.

Aegon.

Her face shifted, her agony now hatred. Her teeth grit with effort as she pulled at the reins, swooping dangerously close to the soldiers below her, a smirk painting her lips at their cries of terror.

“Vermithor… attack.”

The dragon below her roared, a mighty sound that shook the bones of those who watched from below.

She distantly heard Aegon’s call and held onto the handles of the saddle in a white-knuckled grip as she swerved out of the way of the stream of fire Sunfyre spat at her. She winced, flinching away from the barrage of flames that met her too closely.

The dragons fought a vicious and bloody fight, Vermithor’s talons tearing Sunfyre across her belly, her cries echoing, shaking the ground below.

Over her dragon’s head that now had the other poor dragon’s neck in his jaws, she met Aegon’s eyes, her gaze alight with hateful glee as she noticed the fear in his eyes.

But suddenly, his expression shifted, a smile growing as he breathed out in relief.

Turning, she saw the enormous figure of Vhagar looming forward, like a killer stalking its prey, ready to devour her with ease.

Her heart dropped, the grip on the reins slipping from her hands, as if she already accepted her fate.

Swallowing against the lump in her throat that grew, she closed her eyes, refusing to see the look on her lover’s face as he ended her.

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They met in the dead of night, as they always had, meeting on a nondescript island halfway between Dragonstone and King’s Landing.

He was already waiting for her as she descended from the skies, landing Vermithor beside the hulking figure of Vhagar.

He was approaching her before she could unsaddle herself.

His hands were on her before her feet met the ground.

She was brought into his arms before she could say a word. She embraced him as she always did, desperately, as if it would be their last. With the state of their families, it might just be.

“Are you alright?” She asked worriedly as she pulled out of his arms, her eyes frantically searching for his face, finding only despair.

“You cannot go tomorrow.” He told her swiftly.

“What-”

“They commanded me to take Vhagar to Rook’s Rest.”

Her face remained impassive as she took in his words, though the storm that raged within her was devastating, shattering every ounce of hopeful excitement she’d felt when she received his raven to meet her that night.

“Aemond, I-”

“You cannot go. Please.” He begged her.

Her gaze met his and the frantic desperation she saw in his lone eye stirred sadness within her, the divide between their families that had slowly been tearing them apart delivering another fatal blow.

“I have to. You know I have to.” She answered quietly, mournfully, as if she was already accepting her fate. She couldn’t fight Vhagar, she couldn’t win against him.

He cursed and took a step away from her, placing his hand over his mouth as he tried hard to rein in his anger, his fear of what would happen to her, to them, as they met on the battlefield.

They always knew it would happen eventually, but it didn’t mean they were ready for it. They had been content to live in a fantasy together, as if they could pretend they weren’t living their reality, that they could’ve lived a happy life together.

He stepped towards her again, taking her face in his hands.

“Please, you cannot- I cannot-” He stammered and let out a shaking breath, his tortured gaze locked on hers. “Love, please, don’t go.”

“We always knew this would happen.”

His anger flared at the resolution he heard in her voice, at how quickly she was willing to accept this, that they were to meet on the battlefield, with only one of them returning victorious. He couldn’t accept it, he wouldn’t.

He shook his head wordlessly, his brows furrowed as if in pain. Her arms wrapped around him and he was quick to return the hug, holding her to him tightly. He let out a shaking breath, his eyes squeezing shut as he held her, silently praying it wouldn’t be for the last time.

“We should’ve left while we still had the chance.” She spoke with a small laugh that held nothing but sadness. Aemond nodded, his hands gripping her firmer, his thoughts a mirage of what their life would be if he had taken her up on her offer to escape to Essos all those years ago.

He desperately wished he had agreed.

“Whatever happens tomorrow-”

“Don’t.” He begged, his heart already aching at the thought of what they would face.

“Whatever happens,” She repeated more sternly as she looked at him intently. “It won’t change what we have. Nothing will change how I feel about you, even if I cannot feel anything at all.”

He practically shuddered at the thought, the mere notion of losing her too much to fathom and bowed his head until his forehead met hers, their shaking breaths shared.

“I’ll love you even after the end.”

He couldn’t hear any more. He kissed her firmly, pouring every bit of love he had for her and had felt for her for years into every caress of his lips, every tantalizing swipe of his tongue, every heated touch that he bestowed onto her beautiful body he had worshiped in secret.

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I’ll love you even after the end

The words echoed in his mind all night. As he left her side to return to King’s Landing before the son rose, they wouldn’t leave his head, torturing him over and over again, until he felt as though he couldn’t take another breath.

Now, as he sat atop Vhagar, eyeing the battle in the skies above with bated breath, he knew he had only one choice to make.

A choice that came all too easily, a choice he would make again each and every time.

He commanded Vhagar to fly, her large frame taking to the skies slowly, his eye locked onto Vermithor, his heart in his throat as he saw her small frame duck out of the way just in time before Sunfyre’s jaws locked onto her.

He felt nothing but relief as Vermithor trapped Aegon’s dragon in his jaws, he felt nothing as his brother’s dragon cried out in pain.

But the blinding rage he felt as he watched Sunfyre swiped her claws against Vermithor’s face, dangerously close to her, made his blood boil.

His hands clenched, his jaw tight, his lone eye dark with resolve as he soon accepted the consequences he would face, the judgment the Gods would place on him.

But he didn’t care. He would slay his brother if it meant she lived. He would slay millions to save her, without thought.

“Dracarys!” He yelled, his eye remaining on Aegon who tried to shield himself from the flames that descended upon him. He grunted as Vhagar crashed against Vermithor, harshly nudging the dragon out of the way, Vermithor growling menacingly at Vhagar, before jerking to the side, her command of the reins forcing her dragon not to engage.

He watched, his heart racing, as she flew away from the scene, away from Aegon as he fell alongside Sunfyre’s broken and burning body.

He paid little mind to anything else and followed after her. They flew for a few minutes, away from the chaos of battle, away from any prying eyes that would reveal their secret.

He descended just a second after her, landing Vhagar next to Vermithor, his hands shaking as he undid his ties, jumping down his dragon’s frame unsteadily.

“What the fuck was that?!” She yelled as she stomped towards him, tears in her eyes, unsure of what to make of the emotions overwhelming her. “Do you know what you have just done?”

He ignored her yells and grabbed her hands, pulling her to him, his arms wrapping around her tightly. She squirmed in his grip for a moment, her adrenaline still thrumming through her veins, before finally giving in as she felt him shaking against her.

She let out a trembling breath, her arms coming up to wind around him. She let her eyes fall closed as his hand rested on the back of her head, his fingers tangling in her hair.

“What did you do?” She asked wearily, her voice hoarse and weak with exhaustion.

“What I had to.”

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bl3333h · 1 year ago

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Stray Kids ✧ LALALA Making

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bl3333h · 1 year ago

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all fanfiction is funnier and sexier and vastly better-written when you read it at three in the morning, in the dark, lying on your side, tucked into bed, with screen rotate turned off. that’s just how it works. that’s just facts.

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bl3333h · 1 year ago

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Y'all are just mean.

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bl3333h · 2 years ago

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Yer shekh ma shieraki anni.

Hiii, so I've spent a lot of time reading fanfics and imagines and this is my first time trying to write one for Changbin. Let me know what you think. Lots of love - Bl3333h

You’re tired. Drained. Emotionally and physically. Who knew four years of studying would be so tiring? You didn’t and that’s a fact. Assignments and tests piled on one another not even to mention the shit ton of practicals. All of this is starting to take its toll on you. But you are two sentences away from completing your final assignment for your degree.

“Fullstop…” you mumble under your breath. I am finally done! I am one grade away from getting my degree! You open the university portal and upload the assignment and click submit. “Hmph…I thought this would feel more satisfying” you whisper as you stare at the laptop screen in front of you. You check the time – 19:12. As you get up from your desk you decide to check up on your boyfriend. Come to think about it, the flat has been quiet…too quiet.

“Binnie?”

Nothing…

“Binnie?!”

“Uh… H- here! I’m in the living room!” he stutters as he calls back. You make your way over to the living room. Your flat isn’t a large, but it has served its purpose and even though it’s not much it’s home.

“You are looking at a woman who has just submitted her last assignment Bin!” you say proudly as you stand in the doorway, hands on your hips, large grin spreading across your face. His big brown eyes in which you could stare into all day long widens as he starts smiling widely. He does the cute little aegyo giggle you love so much.

“Jagi! That’s amazing, we need to celebrate. What do you think? I’m thinking food, fireworks, beer, that candy you love so much, more food!” he exclaims, arms flailing around as he speaks trying to show you how big he plans to celebrate this moment.

“Woaaah slow down mister” you laugh, doubling over clutching your stomach. “I’ve only submitted my final assignment, I didn’t get my degree yet! Let’s just enjoy the rest of the evening. Just you and me, our couch and that kdrama we’ve been meaning to finish.”

“Yah you’re no fun” he pouts shuffling over to you and embracing you. “If you really plan on sitting at home the whole evening binge watching kdramas” he sighs jokingly “you better go get us some snacks!” he points to the door.

“Why should I get the snacks?” you exclaim. “I don’t want to get into other clothes, I’m in my comfies” you say pointing to your shirt and tights – okay fine technically it’s his shirt but who cares you’re still wearing your tights.

“Jagi-ah!” he whines. “If you go, then I’ll get everything ready for the rest of the evening. I’ll set up the couch with all of the blankets you like, I’ll put out a fresh pair of pyjamas for when you get back and I’ll even get our cups ready for hot chocolate, or coffee, or tea, or whatever you want to drink” he pleads giving you a playful pout. You put your arms around his neck playing with the hair in the nape of his neck looking him in the eyes. “Jagiiiiii c’moooooon, if you go to get the snacks, I’ll make this the most magical night of your life” he says smirking and wiggling his eyebrows at you.

“Seo Changbin! As much as I’d love to experience one of your magical nights, I am only able to take the amount of magic that our couch, our kdrama and your warm embrace can give me” you giggle lightly hitting his chest as he smiles down at you. “Fiiiiiiine” you cave in. “I’ll go to the store” you sigh exasperatedly. As you head up to your room you think you see him break out in a mischievous smirk.

“Okay Binnie, I’m heading out. Don’t miss me too much!” you sing as you exit the door.

“I miss you already jagi!” he calls after you causing you to smile softly. Lord knows, you love this man with all of your heart.

While you’re out of the house, Changbin puts up glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling along with two lamps (one that looks like the moon and one that looks like the Sun.) To top it off he leaves a loving little note on the coffee table.

As you get back to the house with the bag filled with snacks you call out for Changbin to tell him you got everything. As you enter the door you notice the room is dark and extremely quiet. With a crash you drop the snacks on the floor gasping and covering your mouth with your hands as a tear slips over your cheek. Through your tears you spot a folded piece of paper on the coffee table with your name on it. Slowly you take the note in your hands opening it and reading.

You are my moon, my sun, and all of the stars. So I did this to make sure you always know.

Your heart swells profusely and you start feeling warm all over. No wonder he wanted to get you out of the house so badly.

“Do you like it?” he whispers from the entrance of the kitchen. Your eyes flicker up to him from the note in your hands as you run over to him jumping into his arms and pressing your head into the crook of his neck.

“I love it”

“I love you”

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