#lucemond au

[andreadesantis3806]

The depicture of Dragonstone behind Aemond feeds into my Lucemond brain rot in so many different angles like--

Imagine captive Lucerys held prisoner in the Keep after Shipbreaker's bay and as they dont trust him enough to leave him in a room in his own, Aemond voleentered to keep Luke in his own chambers so that he is under constant vigilance (''No Grandsire,my nephew is of royal blood and he will be deemed to be treated as such.'').

But Luke misses his home, is lonely and in the den of snakes and forced to keep his guards up against anything and everything even while he so much as breathes. All while hating and (failing to hate) Aemond for all he is done.

At one point, Aemond, fed up and upset with Luke's anger at him, having been slapped with everything he offered to Luke for his comfort (The books Luke threw at him still has left a lasting bruise on his jaw) as well Luke's gradually thinning figure in the wake of his adamant refusal to eat anything, finally relented to do something.

When Luke woke up one morning, gloomy as usual, the room was empty of Aemond. Probably of to training, he thought walking over to the window. After few moments of staring at the rising sun, he sighed and made to head back over to the bed. But a sight he had not noticed before made him freeze in his tracks, jaw falling open.

Behind their bed--Aemond's bed--the previously empty stone wall was now covered wholly by a gigantic tapestry.

His eyes stung as he moved forward and realised the tapestry depicted an intricate and breathtaking view of Dragonstone, the Targaryen Ancestral seat and Lucerys' home.

His knelt on the head of the bed, fingers skimming through beautifully made ridges, trying to breathe.

The surmounting amount of sadness washed over him at the thought of his mother and his siblings....the memories they shared in that castle, the memories he may never live through again.

He spent the rest of the day either sitting facing the tapestry in wonder or sobbing pathetically like a child.

He realised it was nearly evening when he heard Aemond come through the door, footsteps pausing, no wonder looking at his his stupid crying nephew.

The footsteps resumed again, gentler this time, drawing closer towards Luke's form sitting on the bed head between his knees.

A warm calloused hand rested itself on his shoulder. He cried harder, refusing to look up at Aemond.

''I had thought perhaps...as i am unable to have you back to your home where you desire to be....i would bring it to you. It is merely a tapestry Lucerys, stop sniffling.''

That day, after months of hatred and fighting, Lucerys finally managed the first ever nice thing he said to Aemond in years.

''Thank you, Qybor..''

And so it begun.

[emrysflame]

Memory Loss

Instead of dying when Lucerys fell from Arrax, he miraculously survived. Washed up onto shore, with some injuries from the fall but he was alive. Aemond went searching for him, not expecting to find Luke’s body intact him the young boy breathing but he did. Luke was well enough and he was alive.

The thing was…Luke had no memories of his life. He had no recollection of who he was and who their family was. It was an…unexpected treat. Aemond would use that to his advantage. He didn’t need his nephew’s eye. He only needed his mind and his…body.

Aemond molded Luke into what he wanted. Telling him lies and filling his head with memories that Aemond wanted him to know. He took his nephew to wife, telling the boy that they were in love. With no memories, Luke easily believed it. It was better than anything he could’ve hope for with revenge. Having Luke as his, in his bed, as his wife. It was perfect. And he wasn’t going to let Luke go, no matter what.

[fantasylandblues]

modern!lucemond college au

modern lucemond fics have had a real chokehold on me for a while, so here's my attempt at a lucemond college au! (i wanted to include some minor jacegon at some point but still don't know how's that gonna go lol.) this turned into a whole ass drabble but just hear me out (and pls be nice!!!):

Lucerys Velaryon (22) is an undergrad student majoring in ocean studies. Aemond Targaryen (26) is getting his post-grad in modern-age westerosi politics at the same institution, the Crownlands College of King's Landing, Westeros, of valyrian tradition.

in his free time, Lucerys takes theatre lessons at school. he has a scholarship and makes the best of it, although he wouldn't consider himself to be particularly bright (he also has some trouble focusing). he walks with the determination of someone who's got places to be, though maybe that's just to appear stronger or more confident than he actually is. Luce's got a somewhat tall build now, but years of being undermined by his peers have worn down his shoulders and his joyful, boyish appearence.

his older brother, Jacaerys (24), is the one who got him into theatre in the first place, although Jace now pursues his passion for the martial arts, teaching children and teenagers alike. he's known for being short tempered among his friends and family, but is as good with those kids as he once was with his little brother during their formative years. they currently share a two bedroom apartment and often hang out at their neighbors', Baela and Rhaena's, sisters who sometimes feel like perfect female versions of them.

Aemond lives alone, but often meets up with his confidant and cool sister Helaena (27) at the campus restaurant. Helaena is an English professor there at Crownlands with a passion for teaching medieval histories. she has the study of biology as her main hobby and is often seen carrying a book or two on entomology which she borrows from the library on her free time.

it's not uncommon to catch Aemond at the olympic pool well past everyone's school hours, swimming focusedly as a way to clear his mind. he comes from a somewhat influent family, the Targaryens, and knows he will soon be introduced to the actual world of westerosi politics, so he gets to focus all of his energy on his studies and training, almost as if striving to achieve the best version of himself. back home, he cares for his pet lizard, Vhagar - named after the goddess of war in valyrian mythology, a name only his sister could come up with.

he's lost his eye and gained that terrible scar in a scrap with his brother many years ago, which needless to say went too far. he remembers seeing Aegon with their father's letter opener in hand, and then waking up in the hospital to his mother's worried eyes. there are days in which he proudly wears unnatural, dark-colored prosthetics, and days in which he just puts in a clear one and patches it up.

his brother Aegon (29) works remotely as a manager in their grandfather's company, a job he doesn't particularly like but was left with no choice but to take. he is still recovering from the car accident that left him paralysed from the waist down and with severe burns along his body. with his little daughter by his side, he's been dealing with this new life surprisingly well, as well as finding a new joy for parenting.

despite being bitter for years on end, Aemond could no longer hold a grudge against him after the terrible accident. they have been finding ways to remedy their relationship ever since.

beloved by his colleagues, Lucerys is easy to talk to, somewhat extroverted and ballsy, even, although he would rather shield from too much intimacy. being gay is an issue he thinks he's got handled, thank you very much, if that means getting with guys in seedy corners and never bringing that up in conversation. people know, of course, but it bothers Jace that he's never ever heard a mention of a special name.

that day, he strides out of the school's pool bathrooms with the uneasiness that's left in the bottom of his stomach after one of those types of encounters. a few swimmers are packing their stuff up for the day, and he looks just so out of place in his jeans and t-shirt.

Aemond knows confidently what he wants, yet is hard to approach for those who haven't earned his trust, and would very much like to mantain that hardened image. but it doesn't bother him that he craves like a human being, that he craves small and he craves grabbable, just enough to leave small bruises where his hands have been, and he would definitely benefit from fisting a handful of those brown locks he's just laid eyes upon. or maybe he shouldn't be thinking that while clad in nothing but tight swim attire.

let me know if this is anything! my askbox is open for feedback and shenanigans~

[ariesdiary]

viserys would betroth lucemond as a sweet revenge to daemon. and then just disappear (die).

it’s giving “bye bitches now it’s your time to deal with uncle-niece nephew sexual tension” vibe so much.

[roguesdelight]

what happens when i write aemond taking great carnal pleasure in slashing lucerys' left eye...?

what happens then??

[moonshine999]

Fic idea : Lucerys survives the fall but Arrax doesn't. Aemond still thinking he killed him, guilt stricken, flies back to king's landing.

Practically faking his death and with the advice his grandsire - the sea snake - gave him, Luke ends up joining pirates under a new identity. No one is able to find or recognise him as the fall left some pretty significant scarring. Then throughout the years, gathering experience and advice, Lucerys eventually becomes one of the youngest captains of the ship.

But oh, what? The prince regent has commissioned their group to retrieve some stolen treasures?

Luke - who still remembers and recognises everyone, especially his wretched uncle, is hesitant - to say the least. But seeing the amount of money and what it could mean for their crew, he agrees.

Now he has to go about completing the mission and try his best to avoid this damned regent. He's fortunate Aemond doesn't recognise him. At least he hopes he doesn't.

Side note : this is an AU where the greens live/win as well because otherwise the timelines won't match

[jaegonsmoon]

Lucerys with Arrax|Lucerys with Vhagar

ft. his baby bump

in my pregnant/muña Lucerys brainrot (it’s all I ever think about)

[blood-ofmyblood]

[futuristicpenguinwizard]

What is your fav lucemond/jacegon hc?

That both Lucerys and Aemond are creeps and are constantly threatening/killing anyone that tries to woo or something one of them. But they never tell each other they like each other, in fact they are bitches to each other.

And Jacegon I believe it is that Aegon is a poor lady waiting to be rescued and Jace is the Knight with the white horse, in reality they end up arguing all the time; but they never go to sleep angry to each other.

[viktorslab]

sea, swallow me

[lukeeloover]

I posted it on twitter and will post it here too ✌️

Lucerys is a young journalist fascinated by serial killers, he wants to write a book about them, so Luke bribes the prison guards (with Grandpa's money) so he can interview them.

Aegon "the priest": a killer of women, all of them middle-aged and religious women, all victims were found with a seven-pointed star cut into their bodies.

Jacaerys "breaks bones": all of his victims were older men with criminal records for child abuse, all were brutally beaten to death, had their bones broken and their skulls crushed by a baseball bat.

Dalton Greyjoy "the red kraken": without a pattern of victims, he killed from children to the elderly, women and men, no one was safe from his carnage, all were quartered and thrown into rivers and lakes.

Aemond "Eyes Collector": The most dangerous, his victims were young pretty boys, they were rap*d, beaten and tortured, all found missing their left eye.

if anyone wants to turn this into a fic feel free just send me the link so i can read it 😊😊

[andreadesantis3806]

Nothing just- Lucemond au-

Achilles!Aemond and Patroclus!Lucerys in a Song of Achilles story. Feat. Alicent as Thetis, Daemon or Corlys as Chiron, Cregan Stark as Odysseus.

I can totally see Aemond dragging Troy through hell and back after Luke dies on the battlefield to the point the Gods have to intervene, until he is killed by Paris. He reunites with the love of his life in the Underworld.

[emrysflame]

Mating Run

Aemond had called for a mating run, it was the only viable way in his mind to have Lucerys has his mate. The thrill of chasing and biting into his nephew was all too tempting. And he was determined to win.

Mating runs were an Old Valyrian tradition that hadn’t occurred in Westeros for years. The act of such a tradition was hidden away in old books that hadn’t been opened for years. But Aemond found it, leading to the plan to have Lucerys as his. As it always should have been.

Aemond wasn’t worried about the other alphas pushing themselves forward to try to claim Luke. He had no doubt that he would be the one to succeed. He was of course a strong Targaryen prince, who had been training since he was able to hold a sword.

Once Aemond had mated and married Lucerys he planned to take him to bed. He wasn’t even sure how often he would let his nephews out of their chambers. As an alpha his sexual appetite was strong, but with Lucerys as his mate it would be insatiable.

[fantasylandblues]

modern!lucemond college au

i call this some badly written porn with barely any plot. just kidding, i really love this au i'm building and to imagine how these two develop their relationship. i tried to go for the "x times they fucked" type of fic and also i may have a thing for sex in public places.... erm.... hope you enjoy!

warnings: sexual themes / explicit intercourse

disclaimer: they are both consenting adults in this; if you haven't read it, i recommend you check my masterlist for the explained au, but that's not necessary to understand this piece. i also don't picture them quite like the actors.

18+ work; read at your own caution! hate comments and/or discourse will be blocked.

Aemond's body was mush after his usual couple hours of training at the campus pool. it was routine at this point, to walk into the showers as he slipped off his only piece of swimwear, to untie his hair from the braid he had put on earlier so that it wouldn't tangle. everything was pretty much the same as he stepped under the sweltering water, the stalls empty and silent.

that was before he noticed another body take the shower opposite him; he didn't even hear the guy's footsteps under the stream. there was no need to close curtains in there, not even in busy hours anyway, sportsmen didn't seem to care- or mind the attention. so this man he didn't recognize had just done as he did- which was strange, because there was no one left at the pool besides him at that hour- and was now relaxing under the stream, his back to Aemond displaying a great pair of buttocks, not that he ever cared about staring too much.

he caught a glimpse of the man's fluffy brown hair before it flattened against his neck and, shit, that was the guy from the week before. that made sense. Aemond remembers him, caught like a deer in the headlights and seeming a bit out of place amongst the late-night swimmers as their gazes met by the athletes' benches.

that's alright, he'd bite.

"what brings you here, boy?" he decided to ask in his usual, slightly condescending way.

"same as you," he answered cheekily. "and my name's Lucerys, by the way," he followed, in pretend annoyance.

"that's a beautiful name, Lucerys. i've seen you before."

"and did you like what you see?"

there was a pause, and then Lucerys' shower was off. he seemed to sense the nervousness radiating off of Aemond's skin- it was rare for him, to find himself not in the position of predator, but of prey, and those few seconds seemed to expand into a minute. Lucerys was now standing proudly in the hallway between them, a cheeky smile on his face, having gotten where he intended.

he interpreted Aemond's lack of negative response as a sign to proceed with what he had in mind. Aemond had turned to face him fully, never hiding his interest, ogling him up and down as Lucerys got closer, close enough to bring his hand to his chest, to trail his fingers on it, studying it like he'd never seen anything so perfectly carved from up close. and then their bodies were touching everywhere beneath the hot stream, and Aemond could finally get a good grip on that ass; he'd then turn the man around to face the wall, bite on his shoulder and ears and finally capture his mouth in a dirty, desperate kiss as he slid his hand down his wet stomach and around his cock.

Aemond ground his own cock against his ass to get himself some pleasure relief as he jerked the little brat off to completion. within almost no time of that, Lucerys was kneeling at his feet, worn out and panting to catch his breath before surrounding Aemond's cock with the wetness of his mouth. if his goal was to make him weak in the knees, he succeeded with only one sinful look of his greenish-blue eyes.

Aemond could swear that he desperately tried to assert dominance over the boy's bratty nature, but to no avail. as he dressed himself and finished packing up his things, he couldn't shake off the feeling that he was gonna be seeing this absolute menace again.

in front of him, Aemond had a copy of an Encyclopedia of Old Valyria and another hefty book containing details on every ruler in Westeros dating from Aegon the Conqueror. in his note-taking stupor he could've been more aware of the person taking the seat across from him in the college library. he pretended not to notice the head of brown hair for another minute as he scribbled down a note and slipped it across the table.

'are you just gonna be in front of me every time you want something', the note said.

"pretty much, yeah. that does seem to do the trick," Lucerys announced, earning a shush from a nearby student and rendering Aemond a little embarrassed.

Lucerys then got up and walked over to Aemond's side of the table. his eyes glinting with excitement, he leaned in to whisper, "will you help me handle some ancient books, mr. Targaryen?", before walking away and into the secluded section of the library where those kinds of documents were stored. he silently damned his natural hair colour for the instant recognition it provided.

he was only a man, though. he had no choice but to follow.

the room smelled of aged books and manuscripts that had probably been stored away religiously since before the Conqueror's time- yet they could give a fuck about what got damaged once they started going at it. a pair of hands embraced Lucerys' waist from behind as he nonchalantly pretended to look for some ancient scroll, and soon he was giving way for Aemond to kiss and bite at his neck as he let himself be seduced. Lucerys tried to catch Aemond's mouth like before, yet Aemond only pushed him further into the shelf, pressing his hardened cock against his ass and pulling on his beautiful hair, denying him of that pleasure.

Lucerys unbuckled his own belt as he managed to free himself from the man's grasp, positioning himself by an old wooden cabinet of just the right height for Aemond to bend him over good, ass sticking out. understanding the cue, Aemond scrambled to get a condom from his wallet, ripped it open and unzipped his pants just enough to pull it out. he yanked Lucerys' pants and boxers like he hadn't fucked in decades, revealing that sinful, round ass from the week before, and to his delightful surprise, "oh, i'm already prepped, by the way." the little whore. he'd probably done it right before showing up at the library looking all casual and innocent, unlike he'd just shoved a bunch of fingers up his ass.

several times he had to put his hand over the bastard's mouth to muffle his moans, as well as shush menacingly right into his ear, all the while using his waist as leverage to pound deeper into him. Lucerys seemed to like being handled with little care, just how Aemond appreciated to have his way; he was oh so thankful he had allowed him that much control this time, to actually top him like he deserved. Lucerys' pretty, overgrown curls bounced along to their movement as Aemond finished inside him with a grunt, paying no mind to the fact that Lucerys had already finished and gone boneless in his embrace.

it was well past school hours again, his mates already gone from rehearsal as Lucerys was left all by himself up on the stage again, reading from a piece of paper focusedly as he moved about with some tape in hand, marking out the placements for his scenes. he was so much in it that he didn't appear to hear the auditorium doors open- or see the shadowed figure of his new favorite casual fuck enter the room, for that matter, even when he sat himself in one noisy, middle-row chair.

Aemond silently watched Lucerys as he moved about, his pants riding down his boxers every time he kneeled.

"what brings you here, boy?" Lucerys then asked, suddenly, eyes never leaving the script. an unfortunate feat of great acting, 'cause he had, in fact, noticed Aemond.

"same as you" he answered with a grin. there was something about this guy to grow fond of, he knew. "and the name's Aemond, if you even care."

"that's a beautiful name, Aemond, but i knew that already."

Lucerys was positive they'd be all alone at that time of night. he made sure Aemond's gaze followed his every step as he made his way down, dropping his things somewhere along the way and straddling him before he had any say in it. his fresh smell and damp hair gave away that he'd been at the pool before deciding he was up to some more exercising involving Lucerys, and that he knew just where to find him. Lucerys noticed that his hair had a slight wavyness to it, and wondered if he did anything to straighten it on the daily. ceding to his thoughts, he ran his hands through it, gently as the first time they touched. that seemed to do it for Aemond, who was already bulging painfully beneath him but only then decided to shove his hands into Lucerys' pants, grabbing his ass and bringing them closer to one another.

Lucerys then tugged at his gorgeous hair, firmly, and Aemond felt himself losing control, to which he ordered him to turn around. that way he could slam him over the front seats, hopefully.

Lucerys denied. "i want you like this", he'd said, standing up to strip and then unbuckling Aemond as he sat back down. "do you think you can handle it?"

"i can handle your pretty face".

still, it was a challenge for Aemond to not thrust into Lucerys with all he had. the guy was just so fuckable, not in a way he had ever had before, and that attitude of his always drove him up the walls with lust, even though he would never admit it. "and i want to see your chest again", he had also said, sliding his delicate fingers under Aemond's t-shirt. soon enough he was rid of that and his jacket.

"and why is that?"

"if you really want to hear me say it, i missed looking at this greek god body of yours."

"you know, you're not so bad yourself," Aemond said, giving the boy another hard squeeze.

"i know. that's why you came here."

and that was the first time they'd kissed with a feeling deep in their gut that wasn't just the weeks-without-sex kind of lust, but an affinity that grew from being acquainted with each other's faces and bodies. not needing to worry about getting caught, they took their time in there, switching positions, even, as best they managed, and allowing longer, lust-filled kisses. Aemond really missed the feeling of his soft mattress at a moment like that. Lucerys wasn't used to the more domestic bullshit, but for some reason, he let himself be kissed and praised in ways he hadn't allowed others before. Aemond was still to learn how to relish in the powerlessness this wild being made him feel.

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[ariesdiary]

lucerys is always told he’s beautiful. that’s his power—and curse at the same time.

luke decides to maim himself to avoid marriage with aemond. he would finally be free of the debt and aemond’s unhealthy obsession. one-eyed omega is not a suitable match for the alpha prince, luke thinks.

it doesn’t stop aemond. in fact, his obsession grows even more. he did not protect this foolish omega, and now it is his duty to care for lucerys as his husband and mate till the death. and everyone knows aemond as a dutiful and honourable man.

[vineipress]

Lucemond modern AU where antique storeowner Aemond receives a shipment from a mysterious family. He becomes fascinated with the collection of items that belonged to a long-gone man named Lucerys Velaryon, most of all his detailed diary.

Aemond reads the diary out of morbid curiosity, but slowly finds himself drawn in by the man’s words. It helps that this Lucerys was something of an artist, and would sketch his family - and sometimes himself.

Aemond finds Lucerys absolutely gorgeous.

Aemond becomes invested in the life of a man who lived centuries before him, delicately turning each aged page as he absorbs the life of this Lucerys.

He grows flustered when Lucerys writes about his infatuations … including his own uncle.

The things Lucerys writes about his uncle that he only refers to as ‘qybor’! Their relationship goes from friendly, to distant, to belligerent - until Lucerys details the night they finally give in to their desires.

Aemond is scandalized … and intrigued.

‘He had me tonight’. Lucerys writes. ‘In all the ways a man has his wife, Qybor had me. I must not fall for his temptations again.’

Aemond reads onwards a few more dates, snorting when he sees that Lucerys spectacularly failed at resisting his ‘qybor’.

Over the weeks, Lucerys and Qybor’s tumultuous relationship grows even more complicated. Lucerys writes about taking his horse Arrax for a ride to clear his head, and how he hopes he will not run into Qybor.

Aemond reads, but the diary just … ends.

‘That’s it?’ Aemond thinks. ‘What happened next?’

He digs through the boxes, finding nothing. Lucerys didn’t switch to a different journal, or come back to write about some other things in his day.

As far as Aemond knows, his life ended after that ride.

Aemond goes into work the next day; disappointed, sleep-deprived, and strangely, a little heartsick.

The day goes on as normal, until a new face arrives, a customer Aemond has never had.

A man with rich brown curls, and deepest eyes Aemond has ever seen.