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pairing: aemond targaryen x modern!wife!reader
prompt: 💚 true love's kiss / magic kiss / healed
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His boy tugs at his arm, speaking through his many high-pitched giggles. "Come! Come! You have to wake up mommy, daddy!"
"I do?"
"Yes! You're the only one that can do it!"
Aemond raises an eyebrow at that. "And how might I do that, Aemion?" His sweet wife lays on the couch, sleeping in a peaceful dream. Or, at least, he hopes she is. She's been cursed to slumber for a thousand long and cruel years, according to their son.
He sits beside her, listening to her soft breathing and watching her breasts rise and fall, with two small hands crossed atop them.
"True love's kiss, daddy!"
True love's kiss. Aemond glances up at little Aemion, who- in his sheer excitement- climbed up onto the couch's arm. "What makes you believe I can wake this absolutely exquisite princess from such an evil witch's curse?"
Aemion laughs again, rocking his tiny shoulders back and forth. "Because you're mommy's true love! In all the stories mommy reads me, the handsome prince always kisses the princess awake! And then they live happily ever after."
Aemond nods. "I see." He leans to caress his wife's cheek, twirling a hair strand around his finger. "Well, I suppose I could give it a try....anything for this beautiful girl."
He hovers over her sleeping body, pressing his lips against hers in a tender kiss. Aemion squeals in the back, dancing around the living room. "Wake up, my sleeping beauty," Aemond murmurs.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
A few seconds later, his wife's eyelashes flutter, and she then gazes up at him with gorgeous, starry eyes. "You've saved me," she whispers, donning her warm smile once again, "-you've saved me, my handsome prince."
Aemond chuckles, sliding his hands up her back to help her sit up. "Well, at least I know for sure that I'm indeed your true love."
#aemond targaryen x reader#aemond targaryen x you#aemond targaryen x modern!reader#jla!aemond’s shenanigans#house of the dragon imagine#vic writes 🧸
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omg vic imagine aemond that really wants to go home but realizes how happy and safe his sweet wife is in the modern world so he just embraces his househusband lifestyle and accepts his new life with his son🥹
pairing: aemond targaryen x modern!wife!reader
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Aemond stands by the window, rocking silently as he eyed the last bits of sunlight vanishing behind a row of sharp-peaked rooftops. It is tiny moments like this that make him miss his mother and sister and kid brother.
Jaehaerys and Jaehaera too, he thinks glumly. His sweet niece and nephew, always so delighted to see him. And Vhagar. His stomach tightens at the memory of them all, feeling like heavy rocks sinking deep within his belly.
He tries not to think about it. But it is all in stupid vain; he dreams of home almost every hour he lays abed, of the Red Keep and the sprawling hills and the vast, bright-blue skies.
"When you are ready to come home, my prince, all that is needed is to prick your finger- just enough for a droplet to fall.”
Aemond thinks about the rivers woman's words a lot. Sometimes his hand tingles with the strongest urge to unsheath his sword and slice his palm, just enough for Alys Rivers to feel.
He would bring his woman home- their son as well, and cloak her in all the riches across the realm.
I'll bring her home, and we will live in the Keep. She'll have a good hot meal and wine every night, and my mother will meet her grandson.
He turns from the window, gazing down at the wife kneeling on the living room floor with their babe. In her hand is a green dragon, one she named Vhagar, in honor of his mount, saying that it would be the closest thing to an egg. She waves it around Aemion's plump face.
Her hair hangs about her pretty face, and the smile on her lips is warm. Aemond feels himself falling in love with her again. He watches as Aemion grabs at the dragon with stumpy fingers, cradling it against his chest with big, violet eyes.
His lady's smile widens, and he feels his own heart flutter inside his breast.
It makes him want to kiss her, to carry her to their bedchamber, to fling her onto the bed, to make her heavy with his child again. He loves her so fucking much.
She is safer in her world (the healed scar across her lower belly is proof of that) and much happier too. He sees the way she lights up every time her mother or Aemion's aunt visits, excited to flaunt her son around. She easily rivals the sun. Isn't that all a good husband could wish for?
Aemond loves his home, in truth, and his family too, but he loves his lady wife more. Where she stays, he shall remain.
notes: his wifey totally orders the jellycat green fuddlewuddle dragon plushie. idc it's def canon.
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pairing: aemond targaryen x modern!wife!reader
prompt: 🖤 kissing while crying / goodbye kiss / desperation
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"Aemond," came her gentle voice, lovely as ever. "My dear husband. .."
Aemond is on his feet at once, scrambling for her hand in his. Could it be true? Does his very eye fool him? Perhaps, he tells himself...but no, she is there, standing in front of him, clothed in a rich green gown.
Gods be good. "My love," he whispers while inching closer, desperate to feel his beloved girl for the first time in four long months, "-oh, my sweet girl, please. . .please, let me touch you, let your husband hold you."
Don't you dare disappear. Do not vanish, do not leave me again.
But his wife remains still, shoulders straight as she smiles at him. Beautiful. Gorgeous. My love. She allows him to cradle her pretty face between his palms. Exquisite, the prince thinks, breathing deeply, running a finger across her plump bottom lip.
Against his clammy hands, her skin is soft- perfect, as he holds her in a tight grasp, too terrified of letting her go. Aemond tilts her head up, pressing his lips to her forehead; it has been so long since he kissed her.
She tastes the same as before, of the heavens and the open skies and fresh air and the finest Lannister wine.
No, she tastes like his dreams and deepest fantasies and his future life.
"I have missed you," he mumbles, in a quivery voice, feeling several tears already swelling in his eyes. He tries to blink them away. "So much. I have missed you so much. . ."
His wife loops her arm behind his neck, raising to her tippy toes. "I am here, husband," she assures, kissing him. He feels himself break down in broken sobs, kissing her back with all too much passion and strength and anguish.
Tears streak down his cheeks as Aemond clutches her body flush against his, kissing and kissing and kissing and kissing. She moans into his mouth, but he hiccups and weeps, gripping her chin between two fingers.
I love you. I love you. I love you so fucking much.
"Don't leave me again," he whimpers against her lips, sliding his tongue along hers. "I will not survive if I'm to lose you once again." And he means it.
Aemond wakes up in his bed, alone and red-eyed, his chest rising and falling through heavy pants. No. No. No. He glances to the left, her side that still remains empty and untouched.
He wants to scream, to shout and curse the gods for letting this pain ravage his body and soul. He wants to cry. He wants to feel her smooth hips and delicious kisses and devotion.
Instead, Aemond rolls to his side and tugs the bedclothes up to hide his flushed face. Dawn was breaking. Soon it would be morning, and his mother would expect him to break fast with her.
Another day without her. He should be used to it, he tells himself bitterly.
His tears tell him different.
#aemond targaryen x reader#aemond targaryen x you#aemond targaryen x modern!reader#jla!aemond’s shenanigans#house of the dragon#house of the dragon imagine#hotd fanfic#vic writes 🧸
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Okay, maybe it doesn't....suuuuuuuper fit but I'm curious about 💘
pairing: aemond targaryen x modern!wife!reader
prompt: 💘 fake relationship / mutual pining / dared to kiss
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Your best friend is pouting. "Are you ever going to tell me who the baby's real father is?" she asks you. "C'mon, I'm your best friend, the kid's aunt!"
You glance up from your plate, munching on the steamed broccoli and carrots. The restaurant was relatively empty at this time, minus a few other customers seated at the open bar. "I already told you-"
She rolls her eyes. "Aemond Targaryen did not fuck a baby into you, that is just your breeding kink and those Tumblr smut fics talking."
"I'm being serious! I'm his sweet little lady wife, and this," you gesture at your little baby bump, "-is his baby inside me. Firstborn. Potential heir."
"HA!" She tears her bread apart and flings a small piece at you, laughing as you catch it and plop it in your mouth. "How long are you gonna keep it up? This 'Aemond is my baby daddy' shenanigan."
You shuffle your feet, taking a deep breath. "Until the King calls for an annulment, I reckon. But, till then, him and I have a beautiful and passionate relationship, and I'm sure as hell not letting that go anytime soon."
"Fake-ass delusional relationship," she mutters before waving the waitress over and asking for some more sweet tea.
#aemond targaryen x reader#aemond targaryen x you#aemond targaryen x modern!reader#jla!aemond’s shenanigans#house of the dragon#vic writes 🧸
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Imagining Aemond extremely shocked and angry that his son would be born a bastard and his, well, not wife just glaring at him and smacking him saying that things were different here 😭
it would be hilarious, really.
aemond sits outside the district clerk’s office, in one of those rather uncomfortable chairs with the shittiest back support ever. his fist is clenching into the tightest ball and his lone eye twitches and he’s doing everything to remain calm and collected at the fact that his child is a ….. bastard.
meanwhile, their son is gazing up at him from within the stroller, sucking on his tiny thumb. he has no care in the world, no literal other thought inside that baby mind of his but “hehe dadda!”
and his wife is staring at him like “dude, why the fuck are you beating yourself up? you’re not nick cannon.”
#vic’s asks and replies#jla!aemond’s shenanigans#she slaps the shit outta him like “DONT CALL MY KID A BASTARD!”
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Housewife Aemond in the modern world sitting by the window and staring out of the blinds like an emo golden retriever, waiting for modern!reader to come home from work and as soon as she does he’s bounding over like “my lady, there was a dubious character lingering around your front door earlier today. *draws sword* Allow me to take some precautions for your safety and-” “Aemond, please don’t kill the mailman.” …Now I’m imagining modern!reader getting one of those pet cams people get so they can keep an eye on their pets during the day and talk to them through it but it’s just her telling Aemond to put the sword away or to stop yelling at the tv as if the people on it can hear him
The fact that there are no guards surrounding him for the first time in his life probably trips him out tbh and until he settles down, ✨everything✨ is a perceived threat. Don’t even think about ordering Uber eats bc he’s convinced it’s poisoned every time
no she will NEED one of those pet cameras because just a lil friendly reminder:
aemond isn’t just a housewife, he is a fucking STAY AT HOME FATHER.
imagine the reader checking in to see how both her hubby and kid are doing only to find aemond teaching the babe the best ways of executing a person with a sword. “and if your blade is valyrian-steel, preferably spell-forged as mine is, you will wish to strike it against your foes’ throats-”
#jla!aemond’s shenanigans#aemond “gives his kid a 30 minute lecture on fucking around and finding out” targaryen
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I am totally obsessed with don’t deny the animal. And know i am wondering, how Aemond -knowing what happened with Aemma- would react to reader doing a C-section (obviously imagining a good end)
- sorry, english is not my first language
i’m literally a fucking c-section babe, why did i totally forget those were a thing???
okay but real talk? that would FUCK HIM UP BAD. “the baby is breeched. we’ll need to take her to the back for a c-section.”
aemond then watches as a group of nurses and doctors flood the entire room, with the anesthesiologist upping the dosage in her epidural. several are poking her body with long needles while others kneel beside her, explaining to her the medicine. her own mother is soon by her side as well, brushing back her damp hair and telling her not to worry- she’s in the best hands. nothing will happen. she will be fine. everything will be okay.
but aemond is across the room freaking the fuck out. “what is going on? what will you do to her? is she okay? is the babe okay? SOMEONE TELL ME!”
imagine how his face fucking pales when he learns that, by what they mean of ‘performing a c-section’, is that they’re going to cut open his wife. he instantly thinks back to his father’s late wife and how she died during childbirth. how they killed her. and now his wife, his sweet girl, is going to die too. they’re going to kill her. she’ll bleed to death. he spent all those months looking for her, only to lose her again in the end…
…y’all will have to wait till the next chapter to see what happens next. thank you, my little love, for this.
#vic’s asks and replies#jla!aemond’s shenanigans#aemond targaryen x reader#aemond targaryen x modern!reader
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Aemond gets all these comments from her friends and family that he looks so much like this mysterious lord Ewan. He gets sooooo jealous.
Gets all upset thinking she has another man in her life that looks exactly like him. He will not drop it until he finds this man and asserts his dominance.
okay so imagine if his wifey is a tumblr whore like us. like the majority of her blog is dedicated to aemond/ewan- fics, artwork, pictures, gifs, etc. normal shit.
and aemond, being the curious pathetic and suspicious lil whore he is, tries to poke around with her phone.
and accidentally opens the tumblr app.
and the very first thing he sees is:
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random thought: but what do modern!readers friends and family think? that she has/had a secret ex and got pregnant or went missing for a few months and is now pregnant?
valid thought. let’s talk abt it!
so with this entire situation, i bet both believe she had some sort of secret boyfriend, and that she got so carried away with him and her academics that she kinda “disappeared” for a sec. i wanna imagine that time moves differently between these two worlds (hint hint spoiler spoiler) and that the month she spent with aemond, it was basically nothing in ours.
with her friends, they totally would not have believed her at first, and def cracked virgin mary jokes, and bought her one of those “virgin no more” cakes to “celebrate”. until, yknow, she starts to show and “wait ur actually knocked up?! bitch wtaf??”
(but theyre very involved and supportive and loving tias cause sisterhood is medicine.)
and with her family, it must’ve came as such a massive surprise to see her pregnant. there were questions, no doubt. she’s so focused on her academics, such a responsibility and good girl, and now she’s pregnant ?? and where is the father ??? it’s a mess, really.
because how the fuck do you tell your family that aemond targaryen became so obsessed with you that you’re now carrying his child? you don’t, that’s how.
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LMAO Aemond crashing modern!reader’s baby shower is hilarious. The place is decorated like something straight out of Pinterest, very cute and ~aesthetic~ and then Aemond just breaks tf in the house, sword drawn and convinced that the women surrounding her are holding her hostage or something. Imagine her friends all asking how she managed to get Ewan Mitchell to come and they’re trying to take selfies with him and Aemond’s mind is just racing like: “who is this Lord Ewan these wenches speak of? Is he your friend? You know other males? Do you like him more than me? Is he more handsome than me, is that it? 👁👄⚫️”
And this is really specific and idk why it popped into my head but I’m picturing modern!reader’s Roomba rolling into the room somewhere among the chaos to suck up some stray cake crumbs and Aemond freaks out and stomps on it and now everyone’s mad at him and he doesn’t understand why—
HAHA no because:
“EWAN MITCHELL?? BITCH YOU GOT FUCKING EWAN TO COSPLAY??”
and aemond is so fucking confused, resorting to that monologue from episode 9. “ewan? tis i, the younger brother, aemond of house targaryen. first of my name, the rider of vhagar-”
“AND HE IS IN CHARACTER!”
also he will either destroy the roomba or the nearby microwave or toaster. or hell, go big or go home, destroy the television too.
#vic’s asks and replies#jla!aemond’s shenanigans#her friends refer to her as the virgin mary and aemond takes the most offense to that
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Lmfao imagine Aemond returning to Westeros after staying in the modern world for a bit and he starts worshipping this mysterious GRRM he’s heard of as a god bc…I mean yeah, he’s his world’s creator and he’s lowkey hoping this will spare him and modern!reader from dying particularly brutal deaths
“who is this george r r martin?”
“he is uh…he is the Father.”
“oh.”
“and in this world, the Mother goes by the name dolly parton.”
#vic’s asks and replies#jla!aemond’s shenanigans#his wifey fucks around and accidentally spoils gods eye
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small headcanon that modern!reader is a subscriber to ipsy.
whenever her monthly glam bags arrive in the mail, aemond finds himself very excited to see what the gods (he still does not understand the concept of the united states postal service) gift her with.
his favorite gifts are the nail polishes and lip glosses, as well as the yummy smelling body butters and lotions.
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I love jla so so much and I live for that au (i guess??) where aemond takes the reader back with him
Also Alicent meeting her grandbaby is smth I need stat
Just sexy eyepatch man and his little family brings so much joy to my heart no matter where they end up 😭😭
alicent falls in love with her grandson, seeing her beloved aemond in little aemion’s plump cheeks and violet eyes and soft and quiet attitude. he’s an absolute treasure and she just melts.
real talk but i always imagine alicent being such an attentive and active grandmother, who finds great joy in her grandchildren. bouncing them on her knees, kissing their cheeks and fingers, reading to them in the late evening hours. all that she’ll def do with aemion.
sometimes criston will find her in the early morning hours, reading her scriptures and praying to the seven while aemion babbles and plays with his dragon plushie.
“the little prince is with you this morning, my queen?”
“ah, yes. he was crying, and I didn’t want for him to awake his sleeping parents.”
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ok but do aemond and ewan co-exist in this world?? bc i can just imagine someone tweeting 'i just saw ewan mitchell cosplaying as aemond at the local mcdonald's' and ewan stumbling across that post thinking 'i didn't go to mcdonald's today 🤔'
OH THEY MOST CERTAINLY DOES because where the fuck is the fun in them not co-existing ??? c’mon
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I just finished reading your series 'just like animals' and I'm just imagining that in the modern day everyone is sorta losing their shits on the internet because when did aemond get secretly married I don't remeber this being apart of canon?!?!
Like before reader went to the HOTD world the fire and blood book was normal and the ASOIAF/GOT/HOTD canon was the same as what we know but then once reader returned the books, wiki and everything else changed to fit the narrative of the readers existence better and literally no one recalls her existing, like its one of the biggest Mandela effects to ever exist.
real talk she’s quickly becomes y/n’s biggest enemy in all the new tumblr fics. the camilia to their diana.
One-eyed Prince Aemond, twenty and one, had taken a wife of his own in secret, a young maiden not of Westeros (according to Mushroom). Yet Prince Aemond lost her a month into their marriage, although by that time he had become so besotted with his bride, to such an extent that he could not bear the thought of living without her or taking another woman as his new wife.
fans are like ??? grrm is like ??? ewan is like ???
the script has to be redone because aemond is now a sexually frustrated and obsessive BUT LOYAL husband hunting down his mysterious lady wife who he claims to be pregnant with his firstborn son.
and grrm is tryna figure out when the burning of the riverlands and aemond’s march on harrenhal became due to him not busting a nut in his woman for like four to six months.
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WAIT guys i just realized something:
wouldn’t aemond’s and modern!reader’s marriage technically be both invalid and unrecognizable in her/our world??? cause he did not actually wed her through a septon or valyrian customs, and they don’t currently have a marriage license/certificate….
….which means aemond’s son is gonna be born a bastard 🤭
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