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alexandrarosa · 1 year
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The Storm’s End and the Shipbreaker Bay incident, only this time both Aemond and Lucerys fall down from their dragons and collapse into the sea. They finally make it to the shore and are lying down on the beach soaking wet and quite angry.
‘You tried to kill me!’ Lucerys shouted standing up in a huff.
‘You maimed me!’ Aemond screamed back still lying on the sand.
‘You beat the shit out of me and my siblings!’
‘You disfigured my face!’
‘You wanted to kill my brother!’
‘You cut me with a knife!’
‘You almost killed me! A moment ago!’
‘And you left me this horrible scar!’
‘I feel like this conversation is starting to circle itself’ Lucerys sat beside Aemond on the beach. He was panting and his teeth were chattering. ‘What are we going to do?’
‘We?’ Aemond sat up and looked at Lucerys amused. ‘I hardly think so.’
‘Fine, then I am going to go and find a place to sleep’ Lucerys rolled his eyes. ‘You can just die here.’
‘I’m not gonna die here, I’m a great warrior.’
‘Then good luck fighting the sand and the seagulls.’
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closed-third-eye · 11 months
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Never getting over the fact in book and show lucerys saw vhagar, a clear indication the enemy is inside, with a larger stronger dragon that could easily kill him and his dragon, and still went in to do his duty to the queen. He never hesitated to take action for his family 😭 brave he was.
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ginny-anime · 2 months
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Alicent to Aemond when he tells her what happened at storms end
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feanarotherindion · 2 years
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Can we cease this Granny Vhagar slander? She's a senior citizen, possibly addled and probably has back pain. Like she's minding her own business after she cooked her human blonde and now there's another blond brat who wants to play pony with her. In her advanced age!!! She graciously indulges him and now she's stuck with him. He makes her go on looong journeys instead of letting her rest. So what if she got hungry during one of these journeys and had a McDragon with a side dash of Lucey? Hmm? Yeah that blond brat on her back was babbling something but her ears are not good anymore and this is not a way to treat ladies. Okay? So now shut up and stop insulting the Granny.
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madame-fear · 5 months
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Lucerys and Arrax on Storms End facing Aemond and granny Vhagar be like
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slaymondoneeye · 1 year
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Great Houses of Westeros - House Baratheon of Storms End
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longlivetyrells · 1 year
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Keeping Up With the Kardashians x Baratheon-Tyrells Crossover That Y’all Need
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Bonus: honorary Tyell
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I just love this idk why but it just does things to me 😏😏😏😏😏😏
Someone make. Gif of this plz
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isaac-t · 1 year
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You're my favorite person,
He chases Lucerys, only two steps behind.
He's soaked wet, leather clinging to his skin, strands of hair sticking to his skin, thunderous clouds rolling overhead. But there is a debt to be paid, and Lucerys was right on time.
Laughing, Aemond taunts his nephew. Calling him boy, as if he wasn’t one himself. Everything is going his way; making the strong bastard feel what he felt that night, scared, helpless, with no one to defend him. 
He revels in the feeling.
Until Arrax breathes fire, and he loses control over his dragon. 
The largest dragon alive.
A dragon meant for war. 
“Vhagar, No!” 
He roars, his voice echoing, ordering his dragon again, and again, until his voice goes hoarse and all he can hear is the crunching of bones. 
What did you do? 
He could see his mother in front of him, watching him, her eyes welled up with hot tears, full of disappointment, regret . He was meant to be the sensible one, he was supposed to be the one securing alliances not starting wars.
Time slows down, as he starts to dive for his nephew, trying to save him. He will be dragonless but alive , and that is all that matters to him. 
This time his dragon responds to his orders, and he feels rage, and fury boil under his skin. 
There’s a shimmer of hope that rises within his chest when he sees that his nephew is intact, and whole. He reaches for him, and he’s close. A glazed over look appears in Lucerys' eyes,  And Aemond thinks his nephew is scared of him, feeling as if Aemond wants to finish the job himself.
And Aemond doesn’t blame him. He thought once he wanted his nephew dead. But it doesn’t matter, because Aemond will do the right thing this time, he promises himself.
Once he saves Lucerys.
He doesn’t realise how close he is and when he sees the chance he grabs the front of his nephew’.
His world stops when he hears bones breaking, 
No.
No, no no no…
His whole world quiets down, shrinks and shrinks and shrinks until all that exists is him and the boy in his arms.
The boy he hated since he took out his eye, the boy who used to call him uncle with the most affectionate tone, the only boy who used to make him smile.
The boy who changed the course of his life.
“Uncle, will you play with me? I do not know where Jace and Aegon went.”
“You’re my favourite person,” 
“I promise to be by your side. Always.”
He holds his nephew, hands cradling his face, “Stay with me, Lucerys. Please stay with me,” Aemond pleads desperately, shaking Lucerys’ limpless body. 
Please, move.
All Aemond can do is pat Lucerys’ face gently hoping it would wake him up. He doesn’t know when he started crying, but he sees it when they start sliding down to his nephew’s face. And the sight makes him let out a pitiful sob, like a wounded animal.
“Stay with me, Please !”
He begs his selfish nephew to stay alive. 
“Please,” 
“For me. You promised.” He whispers pathetically.
Aemond has always been weak when it came to his nephew.
Still is.
He rests his forehead on Lucerys’ chest, 
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to,” He whispers the words that were meant to him. The words he was supposed to hear from the boy lying lifeless in his arms. He holds Lucerys’ face against his chest, mumbling apologies over, and over, as if it would bring him back. 
He would give up his other eye just to hear Lucerys’ laugh again, even if it was aimed at him. Just to feel him moving under his arms, swatting it, cursing obscenities, while ordering Aemond to get away from him.
But it’s all wishful thinking, he muses, when his tears are only dried streaks, as he wraps Lucerys’ body, letting the shore swallow him.
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cambion-companion · 2 years
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Aemond  x Cassandra Oneshot Request
Requests Open
Contains spoilers for HotD episode 10.
Oneshot Request: [Aemond and Cassandra Baratheon (eldest daughter of Borros, definitely not afraid to shove people out windows to achieve her ambitions) one shot please? Both monsters, but together they’re surprisingly a good couple in a messed up way?]
Mild illusions to smut at the end.
I have altered the timeline from ASOIAF a bit to make the characters older as Cassandra was still a child at this point in the books.
The Four Storms, that’s what the realm called the Baratheon sisters, of whom Cassandra was eldest.  Her delicate fingers tapped the stone railing in impatience, bright blue eyes scanning the vista beyond her bedroom balcony.  The rulers of Storm’s End were known to have temperaments befitting the seat of their house, Cassandra being no exception with her tempestuous nature.
She breathed a harsh sigh through her nose as raindrops began falling, lightly at first before the storm picked up in earnest. Her long black hair was picked up by a strong gust of wind and whipped around her face, strands catching on her eyelashes.  
Cassandra brushed her vision clear of the rain and hair, gave one last searching look to the horizon, then turned and retreated indoors.  Her chamber glowed warmly, the fireplace dancing its only source of light.  She picked up an ivory brush from her vanity and brushed through her hair, taking out the feeling of impatience intermixed with unwelcome worry on the tangles.  Cassandra crossed to her bed, climbed beneath the covers and tried to sleep.  It was going to be a long night.
A scrabbling at her balcony jolted Cassandra from a fitful sleep, she quickly slid out of bed, donned a lilac gossamer robe, and opened the double doors leading to the outside.  Squinting through the pelting raindrops Cassandra at last saw whom she had been waiting all night for.  
He pulled himself up and over the railing, dark hood streaming water, and hurriedly walked to her waiting form.  Cassandra stifled a squeal as cold wet hands grabbed her unceremoniously around the waist and pull her flush against his chest.  
“Aemond you’re soaking!”
Warm lips found hers, all thought of her ruined nightrobe fled Cassandra’s mind as her breath intermingled with his.  She backed up further into the warmth of her chambers, pulling him with her, and at last broke the kiss.  Panting Cassandra helped Aemond shrug off his cape and boots.  Aemond’s violet eye never left her face, the look he was giving her she could not place but it made Cassandra shiver.
“You’re cold.”  Was all he said, taking her hand.  He led her to where the lounge sat before the fire.
His hands went to Cassandra’s hip and fingered the flimsy fabric there.  She reached for Aemond’s face and cupped his cheek tenderly, examining him, trying as always to read what he was thinking.  The eyepatch he donned at court was absent, though she had seen him like this before.  The darkly glistening sapphire that took place where his left eye had once been always struck her as beautiful, she couldn’t imagine the daft ladies at court who would find it monstrous.  She would never find him monstrous.
Something he saw in Cassandra’s expression caused Aemond to take a sharp inhale of air, he turned his face into the palm of her hand and gently kissed her there.  
“Is he dead?”  Cassandra at last voiced the question she knew already hung heavy in the air.
Aemond’s eye returned to her face, “Yes.”
A pause.
“Good. He was a fool to come here on behalf of Rhaenyra, though my sister should not have provoked you.”
“I am glad she did.”  Aemond pulled away from her and began peeling off the rest of his soaking clothing, “Lucerys sealed his fate the moment he slashed out my eye.”
Cassandra hummed and ran a finger up Aemond’s back, smiling at the way he reacted to her touch. “My lord father approves as well, I heard him talking.” She continued as Aemond hung his clothing to dry, “No love is lost between him and the Blacks, and he was galled at the audacity they sent Lucerys to bandy crooked words, especially being already betrothed to that Velaryon girl.”
Aemond approached her again, his long silver hair almost dry now.  He took her hand in his, bringing it to his mouth, and kissed her fingers.  “And what has happened in my absence?  I heard guards speaking, trading gossip, as I made my way up to your rooms.  What outrageous tales they spun.”
His eye bored into hers, a wild look on his face. “What did you get up to, Cassandra?”
His other hand snaked around her lower back, pulling her tight against his now warm body.  
She smiled ruefully, “It was a dissenter, someone who didn’t agree with my father sending Lucerys Strong away in such a manner…whispers that he encouraged you to pursue the boy fill this place.”  Aemond made a small noise in the back of his throat but let her continue. “They accosted me in my reading room, accusing me of betrothing myself to a madman and a kinslayer.”
“How pleased they will be to know at least one of those is now true.” Aemond’s violet eye glittered, an eerie effect of the fireplace echoing across the surface of his sapphire eye.
“They won’t be pleased by much, as I quickly crossed to the traitor and pushed them out the window.”
Aemond stilled, his hand which had been stroking Cassandra’s back froze. “So the guards were not full of idle gossip after all, you murdered a man.”
She smiled up at him, “The things we do for love.”
Aemond breathed out a laugh, bringing his hands up to cradle her face. “You are a wild, fierce thing.” He kissed her and she moaned into his mouth, her hands tangling in his silky hair.
Their legs knocked together as Aemond backed her up until she collapsed backward onto the bed.  
“You will be my wife and the whole world will bend the knee to us or burn.” Aemond lowered himself to kneel between Cassandra’s knees, pushing the fabric of her nightgown out of his way.
Her head fell back, long black hair splayed around her, grabbing a fistful of his hair as Aemond began kissing his way up her inner thigh.
It was going to be a long night.
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closed-third-eye · 2 years
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One weird peice of direction in House of the dragon is aemond turning 180° to face lucerys at storms end, first off all why was he turned around all the way like that, there's no one there, a lady was off to the side so he was clearly just facing the wall. Did he hear lucerys being announced and positioned himself for the maximum dramatic effect? Lmao
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slayer-of333lies · 2 years
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Normal size difference
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*again if you know you know
(House of the Dragon episode 10)
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thequeenwechoose · 2 years
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From the eye of the dragons in the eye of the storm.
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madame-fear · 5 months
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summary of the storm’s end scene in episode 10
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owlsnotes · 1 year
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Lucerys Velaryon, the Heir of Driftmark, Lord Strong
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But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
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alysmondstuff · 1 year
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I've seen people post about how It's too soon to post Alys x Aemond ships and things like that. That's wrong ok? It's never too early to start fantasizing about this amazing ship that people are willing to start shipping and willing to be patient and wait a couple of years for them. It's not soon at all. As a matter of fact keep posting whatever you want, there' s nothing against it truly, I'm just saying we all love to see #alysmond ships so. Yeah. Keep it up, I love it, we love it. We can't wait too long for them next season!
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