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lya-dustin · 1 year ago

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All is bliss

Chapter 40

Cw: mentions of family deaths, depression and a blood oath

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Driftmark and Dragonstone had fallen once more and what was left of the loyalists scattered making the Battle of the Gullet a victory for them but comes at a great price.

Only a third of the fleet was able to survive and no one is surprised that it was Lys’ part that was left untouched.

The Lyseni Admiral brought gifts and two dragonseeds who turned cloaks seeing the battle lost.

Hugh Hammer and Ulf White would be given lands in the Reach if they managed to quell the rebellious lords.

Addam of Hull and Nettles had regrouped in Celtigar Isle before joining Daemon in the Riverlands, but not after ordering the dragons in the Dragonmont be unchained.

Perhaps having Silverwing here will aid Aemma’s spirits now that Jacaerys is dead.

Baela would likely escape and avenge her betrothed, but Dreamfyre would return to Helaena and provide some safety for the city when Aemond leaves it unguarded.

“Oh, good, I need your advice, little brother.” Aegon acts as if this were any nameday and not less than a day after his wife’s younger brothers were killed in his name.

“What do you think of this crown for Aemma. I know hers matches mine perfectly, but I want something she can wear with colors besides red.” Aegon shows him the gold diadem with seven jewels laid in seven-pointed stars and its matching jewelry.

It was a lovely thing; she’d like it well enough, and he says so.

Of course, material things don’t hold much meaning to her because when you grow with all the wealth and luxury at your fingertips it stops being special.

Fuck, Aemond’s lost count how many times mother has given him seven-pointed star pendants.

The way to Aemma’s heart was through meaningful gifts, something Aegon thought a waste of time because they weren’t spectacular enough for him.

“What did you get her?” his brother asked knowing he can mock it all he wants because it is always something simple and understated.

“A book of poetry.” With red carnations pressed on a poem about forbidden love.

Red carnations signified love and passion, and he was counting on Aemee knowing that.

She’d only see it in private where she’d be free to bite her lip at the romantic meaning of it.

“You are so boring sometimes; I don’t see what she sees in you.” Aegon smiled with pride thinking he had the best gift.

“A functioning cock, perhaps.” The prince regent said with a casual shrug.

This brought out the darkness in Aegon. “How did you know?”

“Jena, she warned me that my services are far from over.” The One-Eye answered unafraid of the bitter edge in his words.

Gods, he hated serving as Aemma’s concubine.

He enjoyed being her lover, but utterly loathed he was must toil for another man to reap the rewards.

Vhagar’s eggs had been plenty, varying from Silverwing’s silver white to the Cannibal’s pitch black.

The greatest of these was the great black one with dark green webbing.

Balerion reborn.

Aegon will want it, Aemond will be forced to offer it to him.

But he wants it for his son.

He had hoped he’d been wed to Aemma by now and if that had occurred, the egg would he placed in the cradle with their son as is custom.

Perhaps he can offer the golden egg Vhagar got from coiling with Syrax, after all Sunfyre and Syrax had been clutchmates even if the latter had hatched four and ten years before the former.

Aemond knows which one Aemma would choose for Aenys: the blood red one that may be Meleys’.

“The Gods give, and the Gods take. If I had known this was going to happen, I would’ve taken Sunfyre and left instead of hiding in the Sept.” his brother spoke with regret and did his best to shove it away the moment his sunken eyes threatened to mist. “But mother and grandfather never cared to listen to us, so why mourn what could have been, eh?”

Aemma’s hair is arranged like a veil made of two braids divided in seven ways and the rest is gathered up in a bun, Aegon’s gift fits her perfectly and yet the seven gemstones are as lifeless as hers.

There had not been a peep about Luke, Arrax had been shot down, but its rider remained a mystery.

There was hope yet.

“You can’t let yourself leave like that again. Do you hear me? You. Cannot. Give. Up.” Baela shook her by the shoulders when the nagging pit in her stomach told her Luke was dead as well.

“If not for us, for your babe.” Baela held back her tears as bravely as she could, but in the end both girls stand there on her rug clutching to each other as the grief overtakes them. They sit in front of the fireplace where just seconds ago burned offerings to their dead.

Baela in her rage and grief had cut her hair up to her chin, burning her silver mane as they prayed in High Valyrian for a peaceful afterlife for their dead.

She loved Jace, they were set to wed on her six and tenth nameday because Jace wanted her to be sure and have the power to refuse if she didn’t wish to marry him.

Their dragons had chosen each other as mates and Vermax was supposed to bring forth a clutch of eggs on the next moon.

Now all those hopes and dreams Jace and Baela had for their future had died with him.

Eventually, Baela would be made to wed a man loyal to Aegon because she is a ward of the crown. Perhaps this husband will be a good man and deserving of her, but Aemma doesn’t think it likely.

All is bliss in the court of Aemma the Great, Alys Rivers’ words become more ironic and crueler with each passing day.

“I won’t, I promise.” The young queen nods in understanding and pulls herself together.

“Then prove it to me.” The girl said pulling out a hidden dagger and cutting her palm. “Let us swear a blood oath: we will avenge them, and we will take what they have stolen from us. With Fire and blood.”

Aemma takes the bloody knife and repeats the oath as she bites back the pain as they bind their hands with the ribbon Jace gave Baela, “We will avenge our dead and take what is ours with fire and blood.”

When Sharako Lohar enters the Throne Room as a hero, Aemma knows Baela’s knife won’t be the only thing to kill him the moment he is alone.

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ladyviserra · 2 years ago

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I posted 76 times in 2022

That's 53 more posts than 2021!

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telling robb stark you are pregnant

A/n: Let's leave the war alone for a bit, ok...

Before either of you knew of the joy you were to have, Greywind did

That direwolf would stand in front of you, not letting Robb to touch you, leaving you both confused

Then you figure out you haven't bleed in a while and the thought popped in your mind

Everything your mother told you about being pregnant was slowly becoming real

You saw how your stomach grew

When you told him, he was so happy

His face would light up and a smile played on his face

" You are? " " Oh my, Y/n we will be parents. "

He would tell his family about it, getting congrats and excited cheers

Theon would be a big tease about it, asking you some uncomfortable questions which you got used to from before so it didn't affect you

Robb was more protective over you, telling his best friend to stop it and how it's no place for him to know those things

" I will find that out from you or kid. " If he couldn't tease you, Robb was his victim.

He didn't mind it, the joy of knowing he will be a father were too big for him to even care what Theon was saying.

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Imagine Daemon naming your child after you...

It has been torturing you. The birth of your first child. Sure you are very happy because of it, however, the pain is still there. The sweat and blood made you dizzy. And it exhausted you much.

Your dear husband made it a lot better when he busted through the door, disturbing your ladies who were ushring him out with no success. " Let the man be eith his wife. " He said to them before finally taking your hand in his.

And soon it was over, a little girl was born. " Look at this Princess, Love. " Daemon lifted your daughter to his chest with a genuine smile.

" We shall give her a good name. " He took one look at you and decided. " Perhaps she should share her name with her mother. " You were tired like never before, but not even that could stop uour heart from blossoming. " I would love that. "

567 notes - Posted September 27, 2022

Imagine Prince Daemon asking you for a dance...

You couldn’t help but smile at your reflection, the dress fitted you nicely, it almost seemed too perfect for this occasion.

The dance was about to start and you had the attention of many people, but only one man mattered to you, the man who stood above all. You might have felt his eyes lingering on you while you were passing through the crowd, the purple dots of his eyes laying on you. In no time he was close to you, sneaking so you wouldn’t be prepared when he put his hands on your shoulders.

By the light breeze his skin left on yours you knew it was him. You slowly turned around so he could see you, making sure he was starving at your movement, wishing you would make it easier for him to control his urge to not drag you away from the rest of the people.

“ My prince. “ Your voice sang, bowing before him, seeing how much it made his nerves work and then raising in front of him till your faces were almost too close.

“ M’Lady. “ He kissed your right hand, making sure to brush his thumb of it, not dropping the eye contact for anything in the world. “ Would you allow me to see how long can you dance for your prince? “ Daemon whispered in to your ear, leaving his hot breath on your neck before waiting for your answer.

The tension was undeniable and your couldn’t help but to smile saying: “ It would be my biggest pleasure to please you, Daemon. “

1,046 notes - Posted August 25, 2022

The Sweetest Betrayal | Aemond Targaryen

Pairing: Aemond Targaryen x Female!Targaryen!Reader

Summary: The meeting at the Red Keep regarding the Blacks

Warnings: incest, curse words, arguments

A/n: There is going to be one more part to this, so I hope you enjoyed in this. Also I feel like I went a little bit too much off on one part, you will see which one, but nevertheless I hope you like it.

Part 1

His arrival to King's Landing caused no new suspicions. As much as Aegon II could be paranoid, he never would have thought of his little brother's betrayal to be possible. Vhagar flew into the crowd of other dragons, leaning just to give a perfect spot for Aemond to jump off her.

" Well morning, Brother! " The King greeted Aemond loudly.

" Good day, Brother! What brings you here? " The prince patted Vhagar before she flew back up in the sky, Sunfyre following after her.

" I have waited for you to return, we need to discuss our next attack. "

" Or defence, you never know if they are planning to attack us first. "

" Well, that is why we need to think of something quickly. “ The two brothers head to the castle, they grew up in. They received greetings on every step they took, men bowing next to them one after the other. A smile poked at Aegon’s lips, proudly walking around his castle. The praise he was given just for his pure existence was tempting, that much Aemond knew. His brother was always encouraged by their mother to be the best since he was going to be a King. And never did Aegon refuse to be great, because he knew what he wanted and his hunger for it grew with him.

The castle they now lived in was not the same as the one when their father was alive. The sun was much brighter and better singing around them. It was as if Gods turned their backs on Targaryens for their greed and wish for more power. While they were together they cared about the family. However, now that is split, it’s going to stay in such a broken state until it’s destroyed.

By the way Aemond’s home looked, dark and dull, he already felt like the Greens lost the war.

As the brothers entered the room where everyone waited, they were met with more bows and with the look of their sweet mother. “ Now that, our King is here we may start. “ The dowager queen announced, with men sitting and quieting down. Aemond received a little glance of his mother’s look before the meeting started.

It was a challenge for him to bear it. In the meeting, Aegon talked about his plan and how they will wait for Rhaenyra and the rest of the Blacks to attack King’s Landing, giving the Greens a shield if they needed it. He talked of what he will do to Rhaenyra, Daemon and their dragons when he catches them. Aemond was through the whole meeting squizzing his hand and biting his tongue, hoping for no mention of Y/n to take place.

And when her name was finally spoken, Aegon only replied “ Well, for her... We have plenty of time to think what we will do with her. “ Somehow he kept his mouth shut, but his eye shot fire bolts at his King. He sat through the whole meeting and even when other men were leaving the room, he didn’t move from his spot a single bit.

A hand fell on his shoulder, making him look up and see his mother. “ Go with me. “ Soon he found himself in his mother’s chambers as she saw him walk to the window and stare at the windy weather.

“ Are you not feeling well? You haven’t said a single word the entire day. And I noticed you were shaking at some point, did you catch a cold? “ He only shook his head. Alicent hurriedly walked over to him, laying a hand on his forehead. “ You do feel warm, are you sure- “

“ I said I was good! “ He raised his voice, calming when noticing he did so. “ Thank you, mother. “ Stunned Alicent watched him in disbelief, she knew he had a temper, but never used it on her.

“ What is bothering you? “ She asked in a strong tone. “ Can you not look your own mother in the eyes when she speaks to you? “ Aemond turned from her. “ No. “

“ What do you mean ‘ no ‘ Aemond?”

“ I meant, I can’t look at you. “ His tone didn’t raise at all, he stayed calm and quiet. “ Where is that coming from? Are you being jealous of Aegon, because he is King, what is his right? “

“ I said no. “

“ Then what is it? You were quiet when he talked about Rhaenyra and Daemon. “ When mentioning them, she go quiet for a moment, thinking to herself it couldn’t be possible.

“ Don’t tell me, that’s where you have been... “

“ Mother, I told you no. “

“ Then what else could it be? You don’t like your nephews. For Lord’s sake, you almost killed one at the Storm’s End. What could you be hiding-

“ It isn’t possible you are with Daemon's daughter. “ Alicent covered her mouth with her hand. A sob escaped from the depth of her soul. She knew it was true what she meant when Aemond took a first look at her.

“ Is it Y/n? “ Her eyes watered at the honest look Aemond showed. “ Did you found her, somewhere? Are you hiding her? You have to tell Aegon. “ She quickly gasped, expresing great shock on her face. “ Did she secude you? She is just like her mother- “

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1,450 notes - Posted September 18, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

hiii! could u perhaps do an imagine about aemond one eyed x daemon’s daughter and being w her will test his loyalties to his brother and his cause? like he will def be torn between loyalty to his brother aegon and his love for y/n

The Sweetest Betrayal | Aemond Targaryen

Pairing: Aemond Targaryen x Female!Targaryen!Reader

Summary: Aemond got too involved with Y/n, she was just an innocent flirt. Now things were diffrent, she was his enemy but they are already too in love to stop themselves from seeing each other, even if it was behind their families’ backs.

Warnings: fluff, meantions of war, incest (cousins), kissing...

A/n: I hope the person who requested this doesn’t mind me making this into a series, so I will have more part and more people involved (Aegon II, Alicent, Daemon, Daeron, possibly Rhaenyra and others), and make this longer.

Part 2

With his one good eye, he looked at the person he feared he loved the most. She was still asleep. " Gods. " He thought. " Such an angel should not be involved with me or this war. " The cold weather hit his muscles which were out in the open since the last night.

He made sure to wrap her in the fur, hoping her mind was clear of bad thoughts that haunted him. At least she looked peaceful, away from the chaos which was rising up.

Aemond groaned, knowing he got too involved with her, if it was only him loving her, the prince would be long gone, suffering in his loss at King's Landing and not watching his cousin sleep. At that the cousin he was supposed to see as an enemy, not kissing her tenderly and caressing her soft skin.

He wasn't the only one in love, she was too. And because he knew she loved and cared for him, no matter how cruel he could be, there was no strength in him to leave her. What were they before the war? A pair of kids that were messing around. He was often getting glares at his uncle Daemon anytime they were too close to each other.

Until they were able to sneak away and share their first kiss. The love started there and maybe they didn't know it then but it would be just a kiss that would be repeated again and again... Then the war happened and now neither of them is safe.

His uncle is not far away from his daughter's room, as much as he knows the man could be waiting at her doors, seconds away from opening it and witnessing this scene.

They are enemies and he would probably be killed in no time. If his brother found out about Aemond even seeing the " enemy " the lightest punishment he would receive would be being locked up in a cell, stripped of his title and forgotten left to rot until he dies from starvation or dehydration.

His mother wouldn’t be pleased either, she would be disappointed in his decisions and he would be the enemy of his brothers, sister, mother, grandfather, nephews, niece and to all that support his brother’s claim.

The sun is almost going to rise and he will have to leave Y/n before her family wakes up. Well his too, but the war tore them apart. The prince walks to the chair which was holding his shirt, preparing to leave. However, he didn’t want to leave without her knowing. Aemond left the shirt in its place, laying his arms on the bed, crawling slowly to her spot, being very careful to not make too much noise.

“ Y/n. “ He called her name, seeing no reaction. “ Y/n. “ He shook her lightly, not wanting to scare her. Her purple eyes shinned when she was able to see his face.

“ Morning, Love. “ He smiled at her, lowering himself until he meet her lips. “ Morning. “ She was smiling too until she realised the sun was soon going to be up in the sky. “ You have to go? “ Y/n sadly whispered, hugging the fur which she was surrounded by even tighter.

“ I know, love. I have to, before... “

“ I hate this Aemond. I hate this war, hate that our family is split in two, I hate how we will never be able to live in peace, I just want... “ Her eyes couldn’t hold in the tears anymore, she broke down and Aemond quickly started showing her his support, holding her with his arms as if he was scared to let her go.

“ I just... want us...all of us to be...to be happy. “ She was able to finish her sentence and saw how one of her tears trailed down his chest. “ I wish that too, so very much. “ Seeing how sad their situation made her, Aemond’s heart was breaking, especially when he knew he couldn’t do much.

He wanted to do nothing more than tell her they can fix it, that their family won’t fight, that there would be no war and she should be sad. But he knew, he couldn’t lie to her even if he wanted.

Aemond wished he could come to her father, ask for her hand and get permission from him and he could finally marry his lovely Y/n, and take her somewhere they can be in peace. “ Love, you know I hate nothing more but having to leave you, but I must before we are seen together. “

“ I know you must. “ She let go of him, trying to stop her tears knowing they would make him stay longer which she would be delighted by, however it was risky to have him be here for too long.

Aemond dressed up, and walked to her window, pulling at the rope to see if it was stable. He let go of the rope, stepping in front of Y/n’s teary face, and kissing her cheek softly. “ I will see you soon again. “

As she saw him approach Vhagar, she took her napkin, tapping on her wet face. She weaved to him, barely smiling from the pain she felt. Aemond felt the same pain stabbing him in the chest as he was leaving, he flew away and she returned to bed, not knowing what to do with herself, just wishing for him to come back to her and never leave again.

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thelandswemadeofpaper · 11 months ago

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I am sorry but can you tell from where are the original characters you picked for them?

Rhaenys is Thetis from Troy, the others i don't know

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TARGARYEN NOVEMBER 2021 || 25: The Queen Regnants Who Never Were and the One Who Is and Will Be

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asongoficeandfancasts · 2 years ago

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https://at.tumblr.com/asongoficeandfancasts/asongoficeandfiresource-courtesans-of-essos-it/auzpyi4g8kpb

hi ! the actress fancasted as the Poetess is Rebecca Liddiard in reign !

Thanks!

#!anon ask #!ask box

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duncan-rohanne · 3 years ago

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Rhaenyra Targaryen, The Realm's Delight, Princess of Dragonstone, Queen of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men

Daenerys Targaryen, Princess of Dragonstone, the Unburnt, Queen of Meereen, Queen of the Andals and the Rhoynar and the First Men, Khaleesi of Great Grass Sea, Breaker of Shackles, and Mother of Dragons

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valyriansource · 3 years ago

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CANON DAENERYS CHALLENGE → Humorous moments

The slippers the Butcher King had sent her had grown too uncomfortable. Dany kicked them off and sat with one foot tucked beneath her and the other swinging back and forth. It was not a very regal pose, but she was tired of being regal. The crown had given her a headache, and her buttocks had gone to sleep.

“Ser Barristan,” she called, “I know what quality a king needs most.”

“Courage, Your Grace?”

“Cheeks like iron. All I do is sit.”

— A Dance With Dragons, Daenerys I

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horizon-verizon · 1 year ago

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This set of gifs from asongoficeandfiresource. (Basically Crisotn and Rhaenyra smiling in bed together).

Criston clearly has every right to be upset with Rhaenyra (of course killing Joffrey and abusing her sons is obviously disgusting.)

It’s pretty clearly portrayed on-screen that she came home horny and drunk, lured the hot servant that she hired into her room, prevented him from leaving, continued to pressure him even after he said “Stop it”, and he was disinterested and conflicted because of his vows and consequences he could face (like exile).

But she gave zero fucks about his agency as a human... didn’t care about his feelings or the consequences to him. She needed a warm body to get her rocks off and Criston was the most convenient one for her, because, as Daemon told her this episode, “Targaryens take what they want.”

It’s the entire theme of the episode... Daemon takes Rhaenyra, Viserys takes Alicent, and Rhaenyra takes Criston. All immoral sexual acts done by powerful Targaryens so they can satiate their sexual urges, at the cost of those less powerful than them.

Criston has every right to be pissed with her considering she basically just used him to get her rocks off, then a short time later asked if he’d be her whore... completely tone-deaf and lacks empathy towards the person who sacrificed his honor and position (and even his life) just to be with her when she pressured him. Rhaenyra led Criston into making one mistake after another, she led him to despair and darkness.

Obviously Criston shares his portion of the blame for his eventual choice to give in (conflict within the human heart and all), but Rhaenyra’s immoral actions and serious consent issues in regards to sexual assault wholly make Criston the victim in this encounter, regardless of age or gender.

And I would never tell a victim of something like this they aren’t entitled to be angry or show hatred. People would sympathize more with Criston had their genders been reversed.

*EDITED POST* (9/23/23)

First of all:

Second, anon, HotD's writing has hypocrisies on hypocrisies imbedded in it, so I don't absorb (nor do I try to) any ethical "lessons" or messages from this show, esp b/c it constantly contradicts itself and/or reduces the nuances of several characters' motivations, relationships, and actions. All the while trying to reduce as much as possible the fans' factionalism...when they should have just left well enough alone as this entire story asks us to weigh actions held against a woman for being a woman looking for power. HotD is not "deep"--it's colorful images and a pretense at "deepness" while removing all the "deepness".

You can read this post about my thoughts concerning how the writers wrote Rhaenyra & Criston's relationship, sex scenes, and their characteristics; why they vacuum real meaning from the scene in comparison to what is suggestible in the "unreliably-told account of the Dance"; etc. I also address "if the roles/genders were reversed". Other than that, I don't really have anything to say to you until there's a real counterargument to my arguments.

#rhaenyra and criston

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