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insomniakisses · 11 months

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Who do you belong to?

Character: Aemond Targaryen (HOTD)

Requested? No

Warnings/notes: female reader/afab reader, omegaverse au, alpha aemond, NSFW MINORS DNI, spitting, chocking, daddy kink, breeding kink, jealous aemond, oral f receiving, knotting, unprotected sex

The feeling of kisses being placed on your thighs brought your body back to consciousness. Looking down you saw a smirk on your husbands face, his lips trailing wet kisses along your thighs. You let your eyes close enjoying the feeling gasping breathely when he took a long lick from your hole to your clit.

He lets out a throaty grown as he does, your taste making his dick twitch you feel yourself clench at the sight.

“F-fuck baby, gonna make me cum before I fuck this slutty pussy” he grunts leaning down to rub your clit as he licks and sucks at your heat.

You cant help moan as you hold his head there, feeling him suck harder the lewd slurping and groaning he makes only driving your over the edge further.

“A-em, please fuck me. Fuck my slutty pussy”

“Such a whore” he practically groans pulling away and teasingly licking your clit taking the moment you throw your head back with a moan to push three fingers in without a warning. Cutting off any protests by sucking harshly at your clit.

He pumps his fingers, curling and scissoring then inside you as her sucks your clit. He cant help grind against the bed, pr beading at the tip smearing against the sheets the more her humps them. He feels you clench around him whimpering his name as he picks up his pace never slowing as you cum hard on his fingers pulling them out to lap at your pussy. He sucks at your heat tasting every last drop of your cum hands gripping your thighs hard enough to bruise as he holds your legs open.

Now satisfied with his work he pulls back, grabbing his cock he jerks it slightly, spreading his pre all over your pussy a breathy moan escaping when you clench against his tip.

“You gonna let daddy fuck a baby into you? Gonna let me fill you with seed like the breeding slut you are?” He groans thrusting against your pussy feeling you get wetter and wetter every thrust, his tip almost slipping in every time.

“Y-yes daddy, fuck…” he pushes in giving you no time to adjust, hips slapping against your as moans and the sounds of your wetness fill the room.

He picks your legs up higher, pinning then to your chest to fuck you deeper. Your moans getting higher and higher in pitch as he goes. Grunting as you squeeze him tighter your orgasms hitting together and he releases spurt after spurt of cum into you. Your walls milking his cock.

“M-more fuck give me more” you groan, feeling his hips start thrusting again his cum still spurting into you.

“Who do you belong to?” He grunts, finally ending his orgasm he chases another hips fucking faster.

Your too fucked out to answer, clenching around his dick begging him to go harder, faster and deeper.

He growls deep, gripping your neck hard cock twitching as he reaches the edge of his orgasm. So close go falling over the edge. His hand chokes you as he whispers low in your ear, “I asked you a question slut”

You moan, “Y-you daddy. I belong to you” he smirks then, a cocky look in his eye. “Open.”

You open your mouth straight away feeling his thrusts puck up again moaning when he spits in your mouth. His hand round your throat moving to strokes your cheek as he fucks you balls slapping against your ass as he grinds into you.

“Swallow” he grunts nipping and sucking your neck as you do, the feeling of you swallowing his spit sending you both over the edge another load of hot sticky cum shooting deep inside youas he pops his swollen knot. His tip pushed against your cervix half pushed in as he cums into your womb.

A/n: Was jus thinking unholy thoughts… decided to share 😏😵‍💫✌️

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howyouloveyourdragon · 1 year

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So i read your recent work with rhaenyra as an alpha and wanting marry her sister after she presents as an omega and thought it was great. I was wondering if you could add nsfw content to it as I think you do that very well. Thank you for considering to write it.

aww tysm! i really appreciate that and im glad you liked it <3 this takes place just before where i wrote about rhaenyra demanding your hand in marriage as this is where i initially got the conflict on whether nsfw was wanted

( 𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 : 𝔰𝔪𝔲𝔱 𝔬𝔣𝔠)

𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖎

"𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏, my darling?" You nodded and looked at her through teary eyes. The expression made something stir within her, erupting a shiver. Rhaenyra only pulled back to press a long kiss against your cheek and slowly lowered her head until it rested on her shoulder. She grinned as she sucked a bruising mark on her. "I knew you were my dōna riña, my little omega." She almost laughed at the mewls slowly escaping your lips. (Sweet girl) "My little dragon...so good for me." She breathed. Her heart thumped loudly, almost vibrating onto your skin. She pushed you to lay entirely on the bed gently. Rhaenyra's hand slithered up to rest against the deep mark she bit into your shoulder. She smiled and licked along it before biting back down. This was it. She was going to claim you as her own whether her father approved of it or not. She lowered her teeth harder than before until a sharp electricity shot through the both of you. A rush of excitement rushed through her despite the pain beginning to hit at her too. Rhaenyra knew about bonds–at least more about them than her sister did so while she winced, she didn't let up. Instead, she rubbed against Y/n's clit with a warm palm, attempting to ease her whimpering. She didn't want this to hurt more than it needed to.

"What are you doing?" Y/n murmured through broken words. She groaned around you as she felt the key turn, locking you into her. You suddenly jolted at the unusual feeling. She had done it. She soothed you with her tongue until finally releasing from you with a beam. She fussed at your hair, you were hers now, she had to take care of her pretty baby. All hers. "I just had to make you mine." She uttered softly, Rhaenyra loved you and she wanted you to know that. She moaned as your knees rustled above the sheets, unintentionally driving up to brush against her clit. "You've been such a good girl for me. I think you deserve a reward." She snuck a hand up your leg, wrenching out the moan you deserved so deeply. Her fingers tickled against you before resting on the source of your heat. The heat of a dragon and her regal birthright. She was a Targaryen and if she desired a dragon then she would take one. The princess had already tamed one, what could stop her from taking another? She would be the first to have two dragons at her side for her to mount as she pleased and she couldn't wait. Rhaenyra pressed her plump lips against your neck, she needed all of Westeros to know of her claim, to both the throne and her mate. Her love. "Mandia..." (Sister) You moaned as her fingers danced across your cunt. She shook her head. "Daor, iksan aōha lover kiza bantis." She hissed in a smooth lilting voice. (No, I am your lover tonight) That was the only motivation she needed as she thrust into you with her index, leaving you with an otherworldly gasp. Her lips snapped to yours and slipped another finger in. She was trying to be gentle but she desired you too much. Rhaenyra raised her other hand to press against your cheek, making it impossible for you to squirm away from her. Passion flared within her gut at your free sounds. She separated your lips but kept the ghost of them rest above. She thanked the Gods old and new for this moment. For making you hers. Hers. Rhaenyra let a growl emit from the back of her throat. She reluctantly took her fingers from you and marvelled at the slick. She smirked as it stuck to her. Her eyes trained on you. "Say it." Rhaenyra smiled, mischief evident in the deep purple of her eyes. Your brows furrowed, confusion etching a beautiful pout on your face. Her clit throbbed against the sheets. "Say you're mine, ñuha jorrāelagon." (my love) She pressed her lips to kiss the column of your throat, nipping lightly.

"I'm yours." You agreed. In lightning speed, you had the Heir of the Seven Kingdoms licking your sticky pleasure from her fingers and ducking beneath your dress and lick at your cunt for more. Your heart hammered and your throat tightened as her tongue thrust against the powerful bud she knew all too well by now. She sucked against it like a hobby–light but excited. Eventually her tongue drifted lower. Rhaenyra pushed your thigh onto her shoulder, draping the rest of your leg over her as though it weighed nothing at all. You moaned into the air and she silently hoped for the guards outside your doors to hear you as you surrendered yourself to her. Her tongue burrowed into your lower lips as her fingers returned to rub at your clit. Pleasure edged at you like a sentient being. They played with it teasingly until pulling away so that she could interlock both hands with your own, she tugged them into her silver hair and groaned at every tug. Only when she felt her lips begin to throb themselves at her ministrations did she let up. She pulled herself away from your skirts, ignoring your mewling desires. "Say it again, dōna jorrāelagon." She demanded, pupils dilated. (sweet love) In a sudden motion, Rhaenyra twisted you down into the sheets and hurried to unlace your dress, tearing it from you and then repeating on herself. Once naked, she pressed her breasts against your breasts and pushed down on your spine. "Sagon ñuha sȳz mate." She whispered seductively in your ear before once more turning you to lay beneath her. (Be my good mate) Rhaenyra's engorged clit rubbed against yours with swift strokes, longing to release her seed within you. She couldn't help of course that her sweet omega sister presented herself during her rut. The girls now women moaned like vixens as they enticed one another. You raised your nails to scratch lightly at your alpha's back, raking as though your life depended on it. Rhaenyra lowered her fingers to grant her true mate sweet release. "Māzigon syt nyke, ñuha jorrāelagon." (Come for me, my love) And so, as asked of you, you erupted under her, prompting herself. She let you gasp and writhe as she came undone herself. Rhaenyra pressed your cunt to hers, rubbing her clit into your opening as she released. It had never felt this good with Criston before.

As the gentle haze started to fly away she collapsed beside you and wrapped herself around you tightly. "Kesā consume ñuha mōrī jelevre." She murmured quietly, leaning into your ear. (You will consume my final breath) "Se kessa ivestragon Avy jorrāelan." She pressed a long kiss to the side of your neck. (And it will say I love you)

#rhaenyra targaryen smut #anon ask #ask #a/b/o verse #hotd omegaverse #rhaenyra targaryen imagine #alpha rhaenyra #alpha rhaenyra x omega reader

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goddessofroyalty · 1 year

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Wait so aemond has bastards being passed off as legitimate and he still judges luke for something that he has absolutely zero hand in and guards him in heat so he does not have or has rumors of bastard? Instead of squashing any rumors wirhout the pagantry of this gross act. Even though luke is the only one doing his duty? Wow the hypocrisy do they talk about this? Or do they talk about aemond transferring fear of luke having bastard because ehe has done it and lukes mother did it, when luke is very much stuck and performing his duty

Yeah pretty much. I feel like it's part of the reason I like the idea of having Helena's kids be Aemond's in this verse - he's so paranoid and jealous of Luke-in-heat because he personally knows how easily someone can slip in. He's also seen just how useless telling people not to say the kids are bastards is (because he kept calling Luke and his brother it in secret despite the King saying nobody could). But the one thing he's pretty sure nobody's going to argue with? "Fucks sake he would even go after the maids with a knife if they stood at the door for too long there was nobody getting into that room and coming out alive other than the two of them."

They've talked about it although probably only a) indirectly; or b) when drunk. It looms a bit over the relatinship like Aemond's missing eye. But the 'Strong' thing has definitively lost it's Bite between them and instead ends up a part of what I call "playfully being menances to each other" their relationship ends up as.

I do also have to point out that unreliable narrator is in play and Aemond is the only POV I've written (partially because I want to put him in a jar and study him like a bug). While Luke has ended up in the position as a pawn in the Real Adults game (which Aemond also did) he's not a hapless victim in it all. He has a lot of power in the relationship by essence of... he's the one with the (useful) Title and the Inhertency (and they both know it). And while at the start I think he was guided by Daemon and Rhaenyra (in that he very quickly takes Aemond... and Vhagar to Diftmark with him to get them away from Kings Landing so when the king dies he's not immediately there to support his family) he's kind of trapping Aemond more and more into being on his side.

Using Helena and the kids as an example, yes Aemond is the one that proposes it as The Solution to his family and just takes them with him without asking Luke first, but it's still Luke who agrees and then petitions Corlys to also agree to letting them stay. Because that makes Aemond indebted to him and makes it that much harder for Aemond to turn on him even after there's their kid that can be put on the seat because those kids will be the immediate obvious target for any of Luke's supporters (which their surrounded by). Aemond thinks Luke is doing it just from the goodness of his heart, which isn't completely untrue but it is also definitively a Political Decision. When I say that technically they're political prisoners I'm not joking. It's just that everyone is not so stupid to treat them like shit because the much smarter option is just to marry those kids back into the family so they end up allies not enemies (which is exactly what happened to Aemond).

Blood for Blood itself is very much Aemond pushing to try and get Some Power in the situation while he can with the only things he has (he's the alpha and, at the time at least, he's bigger and stronger).

Luke goes on to name one of their kids after Harwin and Aemond has to go along with it and defend that choice (thankfully they have dragons).

#Lucemond #aemond x lucerys #lucerys velaryon #aemond targaryen #house of the dragon #omegaverse #HOTD mpreg #HOTD omegaverse #mpreg #Ramblings of the Goddess #Q and A with the Goddess #Anon question #Their relationship is the kind of thing where #before they get married Helena tells Aemond #he will never has peace and Lucerys will be to blame #and Aemond assumes it's about his eye or he'll kill Luke and be a kinslayer #then many years in the marriage he realises #that actually it's because they are the best at getting under each others skin #and they are both stuck in a marriage with each other #(but neither of them are exactly complaining... seriously)#They have more kids than Strictly Necessary #and that's not because Aemond is strong-arming Luke into anything #It's no your trapped in this room with me from both sides #but then they realise that actually this is fun #HOTD

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alexandrarosa · 10 months

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I HAVE NO IDEA WHY

but every time I read a Lucemond fic and there is a mention of Jacegon just being happy and having children I think of that meme

It’s like:

Somebody who has decided to wed omega Aegon to alpha Jace: You are no longer heir, you will be a consort at best, now suffer

Aegon: *chilling with his cool husband*

That somebody: wait

Aegon: *no longer has anxiety*

That somebody: WAIT

Aegon: *is loved and has a bunch of babies*

That somebody: WAIT NO

#hotd #Lucemond #jacegon #aegon targaryen #hotd jacaerys #jacaerys targaryen #Aegon hotd #house of the dragon hbo #house of the dragon #omegaverse #abo universe #keeping up with the targaryens

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minteaspoon · 1 year

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“Take Me”

a/n: viserys is cackling in the background of this lmao, this is also abo, but you can ignore that if ya want idc

daemyra gets a taste of their own medicine with lucemond, and the same exact situation that happened between them happening with the second sons>:)

bold and italics are Valyrian!!!

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It was a day of celebration for everyone in Kings Landing.

The day celebrated the betrothal of Lucerys Velaryon to the second son of House Tully.

Inside the main hall, in front of the Iron Throne, music and dancing and laughing could be heard and seen.

The Lords and Ladies galavanted and gossiped, danced and sang, feasted and laughed.

Some looked over at the Heir to the Driftmark Throne, sat next to his soon-to-be-husband with the Queen and Prince Consort sat beside them, to gauge the brunette’s expressions.

Others couldn’t careless as long as they were able to satisfy their greed.

However, one wasn’t.

The One-Eyed second son of former Queen Alicent Hightower and late King Viserys Targaryen, first of his name.

His keen eye kept track of every little detail on his nephew’s face, not once looking away.

Soon, the nephew catches his eye, and the two gaze into each other’s violet and dark orbs, taunting each other to make a move.

It was the uncle who followed through.

Walking towards his seated heart, he stands at his side, and raises a palm up to offer a dance. It catches the attention of all those in attendance, though they attempt to look dismissive and uncaring.

Lucerys stared at the offered hand, before putting his own on top, and was pulled away from his betrothed and soon to be husband after the feasts and festivities to officiate the marriage.

Sauntering to the center was rather easy, as the excited crowd parted, whispering to one another of how Luke’s first dance wasn’t with his betrothed at their own wedding, but with his own uncle - whom he maimed in their childhood.

The nephew-uncle duo soon started a chain of dance as the music picks up, and more Lords and Ladies join them on the dance floor.

“Do you not feel bored at this procession, my dear nephew? It’s rather dull, and lacks the appeal of a true wedding befitting one of the blood of Old Valyria,” Aemond starts, leaning his head in to whisper to his nephew’s ear.

His eye looked around, and he makes contact with the silently furious gaze of Rhaenyra Targaryen, the Black Queen.

“No, uncle, I find I rather like a dull wedding with so little fanfare. I rather dislike an obnoxiously jubilant one, it makes me feel rather…overwhelmed.”

Aemond twirls his heart, before the brunette quickly hits their hips back together with a soft thud of clothing.

“My dear uncle, I fear this betrothal to a mere second son of a lower House would prove to be unfruitful, and utterly flat,” Lucerys softly whines, leaning his head closer to his uncle’s neck.

His warm breath tickles the fuzz on Aemond’s neck.

“You play a dangerous game, my little dragon.”

“We’ve been playing this game since the day you and I came into this world.”

Aemond hums, “this game can go no further, my Lord Nephew, you will be leaving me behind for a mere second son of House Tully. He knows naught of our House, it’s traditions nor its history.”

“Then take me.”

The two went silent for a few moments, their eyes fixated on each other.

“My dear uncle, you know of our family’s importance, of our family’s history and it’s traditions. You’ve known me since I was but a mere babe. You’ve known me for longer than my betrothed.”

Aemond and Lucerys have long stopped their waltz, halting in the middle of the dance floor, surrounded and covered by a distracted and exuberant crowd from the eyes of outsiders. Their heads were leaned in close to each other, foreheads touching, cheeks nearly doing the same. They could feel each other’s exhales on their lips every time they took a breath. All while they kept their eyes on each other.

“So take me, uncle. Cut through the Queensguard. Take me in the tradition of our House. Take me to Dragonstone, and make me your husband, and I’ll make you mine.”

Suddenly, Aemond’s hand shoots forward, and clutches a side of Lucerys’s face. The alpha’s fingers at the back of the omega’s head, threading through his dark curls, roughly grabbing onto the loose strands.

“My Lord Dragon-“

A loud shout came from the Royal Table.

Daemon had stood up, and unsheathed Dark Sister, and was pointing its sharp blade at his one eyed nephew.

Aemond covers Luke, and whispers gently and quickly into his ear, so that only he could hear the next words coming from his mouth;

“Meet me on the back of Arrax tonight, I shall ensure you and that Tully man shall never wed nor know of the marriage bed, now and forever more. We shall fly swiftly to Dragonstone to wed, and consummate our long-overdue marriage in front of the Septons, and Maesters, and Maids. For you, Lucerys Velaryon, are my dearest heart.”

#lucemond #lucerys velaryon #aemond targaryen #hbo house of the dragon #hbo hotd #hotd #omegaverse #omega lucerys #alpha aemond #daemon targeryan #rhaenyra targaryen #viserys i targaryen #house targaryen #house velaryon #driftmark #aemond x lucerys #daemyra

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vesperewrites · 6 months

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Modern A/B/O omegaverse lucemond where Luke is the Pearl of Driftmark and Rhaenyra hosts a season of parties where people vy for Jace's hand in marriage, but secretly it's for Luke to select a consort too. Imagine the political intrigue. The dancing, the gardens, the setting, tea parties, and the secret trysts in corridors.

Of course there's no way in Seven Hells the uncle he maimed as a child is interested. Aemond is just at every party out of duty. It's because they're family, nothing more and the Hightowers have to keep up appearances, after all.

Their paths keep crossing. At every ball, Aemond refuses to dance with any omega, in fact, Aemond dislikes omegas and finds them coercive and weak so he exclusively dates betas and alphas. Eventually, Luke finds Aemond in the garden where he teases his stoic uncle, saying that he's too boring and that he probably doesn't know how to dance. Determined to prove him wrong, they share a dance far from prying eyes underneath the stars.

Luke's heat triggers unexpectedly, but he's praying that the scent suppressant patches he's wearing does an adequate job as he turns to leave, but Aemond pries them off because he needs to know if it's perfume of the garden or if it's Luke.

Just picture Luke grasping at his neck, whimpering that it's improper behavior and that they shouldn't be doing this, but his uncle is like, "no, I want to know". At first, it's some kind of biting curiosity, but Aemond dips his head to low to Luke's pulse point-

Luke leaves.

And then it triggers Aemond's rut later on in the night. And Aemond has to see him again. For, uh, reasons.

oh yeah, Jace is secretly getting rammed by Cregan this entire time in between marriage dates.

/the end

#hotd brainrot #lucemond #lcmd #omegaverse #this was a joke that went too far #like actually #jacegan

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unohanabbygirl · 1 year

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Hiding in plain sight pt 2

So I’ve decided to continue this drabble and turn it into a complete fic. In the meantime while I plan the long version please enjoy this sneak peek.

Warnings: mention of past non con

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The knights give Luke a choice, come with them of his own volition or be taken by force. Everything in Luke is screaming at him to fight back, to rage that this was all a big mistake. However, as he felt Osferth tremble in his arms like a leaf, unconsciously letting out the scent of frightened omega he knew what choice he had to make.

As the men escort them out Luke keeps a tight hold on his son, making sure to assure him that everything will be fine in the end. Humming a soft melody that his own mother once sang to him whenever he awoke from one of his many childhood nightmares.

Luke doesn’t know if his words are meant to comfort Osferth or himself at this point. All he knows is that his pup calms down considerably, letting out little whimpers as he buries his face in Luke’s neck as if trying to hide from the strange men.

They make it to a small carriage and are pushed inside. Luke hisses at one of the knights as they hold onto Osferth’s hip on the guise of ‘helping him’

Osferth goes still at the touch and his scent rottens, letting out a smell similar to spoiled meat. He’s a newly flowered omega, a late bloomer whose only interaction with an alpha since his presentation has been his great grandsire during his short visits. Corlys is much older and not as strong as he once was, his scent is no where near as powerful as it was a decade ago.

The man laughs at the protective stance Luke takes, calling him a weak bitch and slamming the carriage door in his face, almost getting his fingers caught in the door.

The omegas can hear the mocking laughter and quips about weak whoring omegas from the men as they prepare to take off.

Luke hugs his son, still shook by the Knights unwanted touch. Osferth was scared and Overwhelmed and confused. Luke never felt like such a failure as his precious pup began to sob.

He always tried his best to educate Osferth, making sure to never shy away from the topic of dynamics, especially what’s its like to live as an omega. The uncomfortable heats, enhanced sense of smell, and physical changes in your body as it now sees you a vessel to carry children were all things he was open and honest about.

His son hadn’t presented until the year before at sixteen, even later than his mother as it was normal for presentation to occur around twelve or thirteen.

Luke always saw the signs though, the way Osferth never liked to roughhouse with the other pups in their old village, his sensitive and emotionally vulnerable nature, how he’d rather cuddle and chat with Luke instead of going out and being adventurous.

He hated any and all things violent no matter what they were. Corlys would often bring storybooks as gifts during his visits as Osferth greatly enjoyed reading. He usually brung tales of brave knights and bloody battles, yet his great grandson shed away from the frightening fables.

On a random visit one day mid spring Corlys came with five books in tow once again. But this time the tales were of fae like creatures and beautiful princesses. Osferth enjoyed them greatly, face lighting up as he read the words aloud while Corlys listened happily and Luke prepared dinner.

All omegas weren’t like that. Some did prefer fighting and dreamed of being war heroes, but it was most common for them to be softer and less inclined to harsh lifestyles.

Luke himself had been that way, shy and soft, despising the heavy weight of a sword no matter if it was wooden or steel. The only time he had physically hurt another was that night in Driftmark.

The only reason no one ever took note of his lack of alpha characteristics was because his mother and father were alphas just as both their parents before them. However, his true father Ser Harwin had been a beta with an omega mother. A fact no one took into consideration when thinking of Luke’s second gender, sweeping the truth under the rug as if that would make it go away.

Had his mother acknowledged his true sire and see his actions for what they truly were rather than lying to herself perhaps things would’ve worked out differently. Perhaps she would’ve thought harder before agreeing to send him to Lord Borros shitty castle.

“You will be welcomed, you have Baratheon blood from your grandmother Rhaenys.” She said softly, the look in her eyes betraying her own words.

He would’ve never been held down as Aemond forced his knot inside of him. Grunting in his ear like a crazed animal as he used the blood from Luke’s stolen maiden head as lube.

Luke’s jaw clenched as his fists curled up in anger. After all these years he felt nothing but hatred for Aemond. Doing what he did to him then leaving without a second glance like Luke was a worthless whore.

Sometimes he wondered how he could look at his son, the spitting image of his cruel sire yet have his chest fill with warmth. He met other omegas in the past years who were in similar situations to himself, raped and left with a child. They all loved their children dearly, but couldn’t stand look at them as they served as a permanent reminder.

Luke gently touched Osferth’s cheek, patting it lovingly as he whispered that everything would be just fine and they would return home as soon as possible.

The carriage took off with Osferth shedding a single tear as the view of the home he lived in for most of his life and housed so many happy memories disappeared into the distance.

“Mother, please tell me what’s going on. What do these men want with us?” Osferth cried.

Luke bit his trembling lip, knowing that he could no long lie to his babe. He stupidly thought he could hide Osferth from the truth forever, allow for him to live a normal peaceful life without the judgmental stares and inhumane treatment of those deemed to be bastards.

The blanket of legitimacy Corlys placed over him would mean nothing to a court of vipers, regardless of it was his mothers court now.

“There is much I have never told you my love. You may be upset now, but please remember that my intentions have always been protect you.” Luke confessed as he held Osferth’s hand to his beating heart.

All he could do was hope his love didn’t resent him after.

#lucemond #omegaverse #a/b/o #aemond x lucerys #hotd fanfic #drabble

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leiabird · 1 year

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But like imagine Aemond and Lucerys not leaving Storm's End because of the storm and instead staying the night. And Aemond is of course like ‘fuck Lord Boros I'm going to take what I'm owed’ and sneaks into Lucerys’ chambers. He gets there and pins his nephew to his bed, dagger placed underneath Lucerys’ eye and Lucerys wakes up and is scared shitless. And Aemond relishes in it, in his nephew's panic until he smells it. Lucerys’ scent is the scent of an omega. His mother had hidden the fact that her second son was an omega as to not have his claim on Driftmark questioned further. And now in such close proximity with an Alpha his suppressants wear of and his heavenly scent fills Aemond's nose. He buries his face in his nephews neck to breathe in more of this addictive scent and his lips are brushing against Lucerys’ skin and Lucerys let’s out a moan sweeter than anything Aemond has ever heard. And suddenly, suddenly there is a new way in which he can take his revenge, a way in which he can take something away from Lucerys, a way he can take Lucerys himself-

And I might write that out later.

Edit: I posted it :) It’s here on tumblr and on my ao3

#my thoughts at 1 am #gods what have I done #how is this the thing that gets me back into writing #lucemond #fanfic #fic prompt #fanfic prompt #fanficiton #lucerys velaryon #aemond targaryen #lucerys x aemond #hotd #house of the dragon #omega lucerys #alpha aemond #omegaverse #smut #lucemond smut

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strawberryismyshitcat · 7 months

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we always talk about aemond being the obsessive one but what about little omega luke entering his uncle chambers so he could smell his clothes and watch him sleep

#hotd #aemond targaryen #aemond x lucerys #lucemond #lucerys velaryon #i dont even know what im saying im bored #omegaverse #wait omega lucerys isnt a hashtag??

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escamaserrantes · 1 year

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Anosmia

Where Lucerys sense of smell is reduced because Aemond broke his nose and now the only thing that the Omega can smell is Aemond's Alpha pheromones. Viserys tries to mend the exchanged blood in a betrothal between both to unite the House of the Dragon and House Velaryon one last time, but Corlys also demands to take the Prince Aemond as a squire.

N/A: Cómo que nadie escribió este prompt o AU en un Omegaverse, shame on y'all!! I should be sleeping dudes.

Aemond was supposed to be Sir Laenor's squire, but I find it funnier if Grandpa Corlys takes him to educate him in the Velaryon customs and how to be a proper Alpha for his grandson.

Also, Aemond founds a home outside the Red Keep.

Velaryon's Alphas cuts his hair when they loses a battle and Aemond Targaryen had never been defeated after Lucerys had gouged one of his eyes, he trained under Rhaenys Targaryen wings and the Sea Snake fleet beginning as a mere Fleetmate to First Officer. Soon to be promoted to Captain of his own ship.

He learns a lot outside home, the Driftmark library was richer than the Red Keep one and Corlys Velaryon had a vast knowledge to offer.

Aemond enjoyed the long talks about history of Old Valyria and philosophy without worrying about the Faith of Seven or his mother's disapproving look in the eyes, Aegon's taunts or his father's indifference.

Even his High Valyrian improved traveling outside Westeros.

Life seemed better in the sea, until Lucerys had his first heat fever and Aemond's time alone in Driftmark had ended.

"Princess Rhaenyra has requested your presence in Dragonstone", Lord Corlys said. "Take Vaghar with you and don't you dare to comeback until Lucerys heat ends. No matter what Daemon says, stay by his side."

Aemond grimaced face sours at the command, leaving without protest. He wished to go in a ship, take his fucking time and let de bastard suffer alone.

But it was his punishment for ruining the omega, as Lucerys punishment will be warming his bed and bearing his seed.

If he wants to become the Lord Admiral of the half of Westeros naval army, he will need to perform his duty and mate the bastard until his nephew gives him a couple of heirs or dies trying. Aemond doesn't mind, he would protect his pup's right as Lord of Tides with fire and blood.

I'm going to edit this shit later

#Lucemond #lucemond prompt #spanish lucemond #aemond x lucerys #aemond targaryen #lucerys velaryon #alpha aemond targaryen #omega lucerys velaryon #omegaverse au #hotd

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misstressviole · 5 months

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To the person who wrote the rhaenicent omegaverse fic where it's Nyra giving birth to Joffrey but the difference is that she's an omega and Alicent is the Alpha father- I want you to know- that, as a stone top Nyra truther, you left me speechless

#alicent hightower #rhaenicent #hotd #rhaenyra targaryen #rhaenyra x alicent #omegaverse #lesbian omegaverse #alpha alicent hightower #cant believe im using this tag #i always tag her a bottom #omega rhaenyra targaryen

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insomniakisses · 3 months

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Thinking about your mother Rhaenyra and step father Daemon not wanting you to marry Aegon, bc hes alicents son and bc in Daemonds words “hes a fat, drunk cunt”

So at the family meal you make a show of feeding him his food, holding his cup as he drinks wine. And ofc your whispering the sweetest and kinkiest things in his ear as you rub his belly.

#chubby baby boi aeg <333 #chubby!aegon #aegon ii fanfic #aegon targaryen imagine #hotd smut ask #aegon imagines #aegon smut #king aegon #hotd #house of the dragon #hotd x reader #house of the dragon imagines #hotd imagines #house of the dragon x reader #hotd omegaverse #house of the dragon omegaverse

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howyouloveyourdragon · 1 year

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alicent has a younger omega sister who is politically savvy but ignored by otto. when it is announced that alicent is marrying the king the hightower omega reader and alpha rhaenyra team up (get married) and become a power couple to get back at otto. if you want them to reconcile with alicent that may be something good to have happen but not likely to happen with otto as there's a lot of differences/anger between them. Headcanons though you can use it if you want to turn it into a longer thing.

pronouns: she/her warnings: inferences of misogyny

A/n: your honour i love hightower reader, i got carried away but i hope you still like! this idea is going straight into my pocket

okay so i'm going to use the assumption that Otto had the idea to place Alicent as Queen for a long time so he focussed most of his attention on influence Viserys and Alicent

so he doesn't have plans for you just assumes that once Alicent is married, he will have a plentiful of powerful lords offering tributes for your hand

he doesn't suspect that everything can flip so quickly

I think Viserys would take interest in you for your intellect if he noticed some of the quips you made or the books you read

so he may offer you become a cupbearer to sooth your curiosity

I imagine that Otto wouldn't be entirely happy about this because of your nature but it is another step to gaining the King's favour so he lets it slide

then you almost drop the large jug of wine on Lord Beesbury's lap when the announcement is made but you don't say anything until you're both back at your private quarters, you decide to deal with Alicent later, she's a mere pawn in your father's game but she is not completely innocent

"I don't understand." You roar at your father. "Alicent has been gallivanting with the heir to the Iron Throne since they were children and now you have her betray the princess? Are you a fool, father?" Otto's gaze narrowed as he stared past his child's exterior. "She may not always be the heir." He snapped, his implication clear. Y/n stepped back and scoffed, folding her arms. "You cannot be serious."

"When your sister bears a son, the King will reconsider her position."

that changes everything because you always suspected your father of wanting to claim the Iron throne but this was direct treason

you call him an idiot and storm out basically

and you smack into an equally furious Rhaenyra who is seething

you both share a heated stare but there is no malice

her eyes flicker over you in recognition

"You're Alicent's sister." She states to which you nod warily. "A Hightower."

That's when you clench your jaw and she definitely notices, now with a mischievous glint in her eyes instead of her anger and a burning idea "Well spotted, your grace"

if it were her father you were speaking to, you may have bowed but you knew Rhaenyra, you had seen her fume at the thought of biting her tongue, you doubted she would appreciate you holding yours.

"It seems I am in need of a new lady-in-waiting." You cock your head but don't give her the satisfaction of asking, if she wants something you want her to work for it and especially now that you know of your father's plans to usurp the throne

It's Rhaenyra's turn to clench her jaw

"Would you be interested?" Were you interested in becoming the future Queen's lady-in-waiting? Yes of course you were but Alicent was still your sister and you didn't want to just replace her because of the princess' judgment

then again, wouldn't it be fair to betray her like she had betrayed Rhaenyra? "I would be honoured, princess." You agreed, attracting a smirk to her lips

Her lips curl and her eyes narrow playfully as she links your arms

so the next three years you spend under your princess' arm and discussing the future of King's Landing

but there's no giggling in the godswood or studying Nymeria–you're not Alicent and you need her to know that

in its place you instate deep speeches in the library and chasing one another through the castle

since then, Rhaenyra has presented as an alpha and her presence as heir has practically been reaffirmed for it

she's still the same mischievous teenager that she was when she was younger but with you by her side, guiding her through political and social events, she's much more secure in herself

the idea of you seems to linger in her mind now that her liberties have been broadened, the restrictions from when she was younger no longer apply

her father still wants her to get married but he's a lot more relaxed around it considering her position and large prospects

your own relationship with your father hasn't improved, you're both increasingly wary of each other with snide remarks while dining but even those times are few as the princess demands your presence at her own table where she bears no shame flirting with you while Alicent grips her cup too tight to be coincidental

after one dinner in particular two scenarios happen, one between you and your sister and one between Rhaenyra and her father

"What are you doing?" She asks, hurt clear in the shake of her tone

"What?"

"You chastise me for heeding father's ambition and yet you do the same as I. You're a hypocrite" That boils your blood but you stay as calm as possible

"I don't know what you're talking about"

"Yes you do!" She snaps "You're taking her from me!"

"She was never yours!"

"But she could have been" Alicent's voice comes out choked and you finally see the tears in her eyes "if I'd known she was a...I, I would have–" She doesn't need to finish her sentence as you wrap your arms around her and hush her cries

it was times like these that you forget she was the elder

your hand strokes through her hair as she murmurs her pains and regrets

meanwhile, Rhaenyra is working on keeping her shoulders level as she stands straight and composed opposite her father

"I have something to ask of you" She tells him and he's surprised at the authority of her voice "Then speak it" "I wish to claim a bride" His eyebrows shoot up, fairly certain that she would have suggested an allegiance with House Velaryon. He nods in encouragement and smiles "Of whom?" "Y/n Hightower" He nods and grasps her hands in his "Of course, my dear child" Though there is the slightest hesitation and suspicion in him, this is the second Hightower child to be brought into the Targaryen dynasty and Otto's influence feel overbearing these days

However he could never deny his darling daughter Rhaenyra of course

a lot happens that night but she doesn't tell you of the news right away, she waits a few moons to make sure it is something you would be interested in, she was rejected by Alicent she could just as easily be rejected by you too

but she had to try

so once the sun has fully set on the fourth night since and the moon shines down on you like a promise, you brush through the courtyard trying to understand the scalding heat in your loins while whimpers drip from your mouth

you lay upon the cold stone of a bench and take deep breaths until you're found

by Rhaenyra

and with a bright beam of her smile she is telling you the good news as you present yourself to her like an unfolding flower

with a new glow and spring in your step, you're attached to the hip

she likes that you can be affectionate in public with her, that was one of the reasons her relationship with Alicent deteriorated, she always felt like she was about to get caught

you can tell your father feels torn at the news, this one step closer to a Hightower on the throne but that Hightower has stated her dislike of the idea

as you enter the throne room to arrange the betrothal, Otto's eyes are as trained on you as yours are on his and the tension isn't hidden, a standoff waiting to happen

When it comes to the wedding and you begrudgingly take his arm down the aisle, his mouth is close to your ear

"I hope you understand now, I am only here to protect you." Your eyes turn to him, emotions indistinguishable "I'm sure" Your voice is dry and lacks depth, erupted an irritated sigh to escape your father's chest "Must you always be so difficult?" "Must you always be so delluded" He doesn't have a chance to respond as it comes time

He turns to remove your cloak only to remember that it's not there and steps to the side

Viserys was happy enough to perform a Valyrian ceremony for his daughter and at the word 'unbreakable' you knew it was the way to go

all uncertainties are lost as intimate family witness the union

you avoid Alicent's eyes and when you finally meet them you don't find the distaste you expected

as Rhaenyra and you lock your stinging hands together, there's a transfer of something deeper within you

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goddessofroyalty · 1 year

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You mentioned that Aemond would come to realise how good Lucerys is as a mother to their children because he raises them Targ? What made it click for him??? I really wish we got to see more domestic moments of the two of them and their kids

I do think Luke getting on his dragon hours after giving birth with their child probably should have been the Realisation moment for Aemond but I don't actually think it is.

It's the lullabies.

It's Luke singing to their first born with words that Aemond understands but has never heard. Luke's voice may not be the most beautiful in the world but the fact that he is singing a song that was clearly sung to him by his mother (that had been sung to her by her mother going all the way back to Old Valerya) with such a natural ease that makes Aemond realise that for all his obsession with their family and its history, Luke is going to be the real reason their children will be raised in their heritage.

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himekasza · 7 months

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uhhh because of some of the comments under one of my fics on ao3, I started thinking about omega Aemond being a completely spoiled little prince. Imagine him being treated like a real omega since birth/presenting. He would be so rebellious and cocky! I mean, he kind of is, but in a different way. He would growl and show his small fangs when unwanted attention from alphas would become overwhelming or he would scratch everyone he hated.

I'm thinking about his alpha brushing his hair and scenting him all the time, too. What would Aemond’s scent be? Something sweet but with a hint of sharpness.

Do you think they would let him train if he were an omega? Imagine an AU where that would not be possible. Aemond would be immersed in his books, all alone in his chamber with only a candle by his side. Running away from the Red Keep to taste the normal life he could never experience but read about? So good. He would be just a clueless omega striving for adventure, not knowing what the world was really like outside of the castle walls. Aegon would be more protective, too.

Would he not have an eye? His parents fearing he might be an unwanted omega because of this, etc. (not needed. He already has his alpha!). But then the idea of him showing that omegas can be strong comes in! Oh, I loved pondering that when writing one of my fics. So many things, so many…

#hotd #aemond #omegaverse #alpha/beta/omega au #omega aemond #alpha beta omega #aemond targaryen #headcanon #I can't stop thinking about his being a spoiled princess omega brat!!!!!!!#👸#this emoji fits his beautiful long hair #house of the dragon #o!aemond #hotd headcanon #my post

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heroskatman · 1 year

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#LucemondWeek Day 4 M-peg

A baby is coming~

-Hero Skatman

#lucemond #lucemondweek2023 #lucemondweek #aemond x lucerys #aemondtargaryen #lucerys velaryon #omegalucerys #alpha aemond #hotd #house of the dragon #omegaverse #omega lucerys #strongboy #heroskatman

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