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RAHH

That mummy from Aegon was heartbreaking, and Helaena asking if it was worth it to Aemond.

Aemond you are gonna catch these hands its on sight

(No threats to the actors, I love them, just the characters.)

What the fork guys

House of the Dragon is just a show, why are people going crazy? Both sides are making threats and insulting each other. Calm down, im not on any side, I just like the men and women bro. Talk in a civilized manner. What the hell has the show done to affect you?

Hotd sshitpost #3

Helaena: Aemond Idgaf what your reason is but why did you turn my husband into a rotisserie chicken??

Aemond: Not yet

Helaena: Bitch whatchu mean 'not yet'?? Im going to shove my visions so far up your-

HOTD Drama opinion

Millionaire dragon grandpa is right and no one will convince me otherwise. Maelor, gone, important deaths? Also gone (remembered like once), ACTUAL BOOK PLOT? gOnE, great quotes? Gone, important characters? Missing.

The actors have no part in this butchery, do not send hate to them. (I love them, the show is just shit honestly.)

The meaningless inclusion of Aegon's dick being burnt? Wtf? Sunfyre is dead, so I bet they'll change Rhaenyra's death to something oh so heroic and powerful and perfect.

I highly doubt a redemption can be made

Again, DO NOT HATE THE ACTORS FOR A SCRIPT THEY CANNOT CHANGE!

Help

How does Rhaenyra saying "Aemond must be questioned sharply" equal to torture? Genuinely confused and in need of assistance

aemond targaryen x reader

this is a random snippet

He comes closer grabbing you by the arms to pull you towards him. Tucking his head into the curve of your neck, lavishing it with a hungry touch of his lips. You let out a soft moan, grabbing frantically at his shoulders as he makes his way around to your clavicle with a haste lick of his tongue.

Becoming restless you say, “My prince, I need more.”

“Perhaps— if your begging was more convincing” he says with the hints of a smirk.

You’re so desperate it doesn’t take you long to comply. You look him deep in his violet eye, “Please Aemond, I’d do anything.”

“Anything?” His eye lights up in satisfaction, you could’ve guessed what was to come next. “On your knees for me.”

You make your way down the length of his body never dropping your gaze from his, waiting for further instruction.

“Go on, don’t act like an innocent, you know what I want from you.”

Your hands come up to his hips to pull his trousers apart reaching for his member. You grasp it, admiring the size briefly wondering how you’ll fit him at all before glancing up to see him staring at you, lust beaming. He places his hand in your hair gently grasping before guiding your lips to their destination.

His head drops back with a gasp of pleasure as your tongue moves in circles around his tip before bringing his length further inside the warmth of your mouth. He begins to thrust in and out holding on to your cheeks getting more rough as he goes on. You choke as he pushes you down until the tip of your nose touches his skin.

He pulls you off with a pop and you worry that you’ve displeased him but any nerves you had drift away as you look to see clear enjoyment splayed across his features.

He grabs you off the ground and tosses you onto the bed.

“Don’t worry beauty, I’ll take care of you now.”

Idk why but he is so cat coded

He has this cat feeling to him , such a cutie 😊

I love it when men look sad 😔

It just has something special, like I just want to hug them 😔 I love miserable men

Hot take: Can we acknowledge for a second that aemond probably wouldn't have turned out like this if it wasn't for the people around him. In general I think everyone would have turned out different if it wasn't for other people.

I mean he was just a sad boy , who was picked on. He only wanted some friends, and found a friend in his dragon . But in finding a companion he lost his eye , and didn't really get justice. I know it doesn't excuse his behavior, but I think if there had been justice to a degree certain things wouldn't have happened.

this man has the ability to simultaneously rise me from the dead and murder my soul with an image of him that only has one pixel and a half, and was taken with a dream

yes, he killed people, but he's also really cute have you ever considered that

aemond's sweetie pie curls automatically cancel out the genocidal maniac he truly is, and i think that's really inspiring.

rest in peace aemond targaryen, you would've loved joseph stalin

two things are crying right now and it's me and my will to live

(art creds; @cgbookworm on twitter, this art is gorgeous)

book!aemond exuding rammstein cuntery, and his counterpart, show!aemond being an ultraviolence babygirl is so special to me

second artwork; @m-oshun

"𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝'𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭" -- "𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐧𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐞."

{𝗘𝗪𝗔𝗡 𝗠𝗜𝗧𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗟 as 𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗘 𝗔𝗘𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗚𝗔𝗥𝗬𝗘𝗡}

𝖁.𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖊𝖓 𝕴𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖉𝖚𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓

𝕳𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖔, 𝖒𝖞 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖘.

𝕴'𝖒 𝖁.𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖊𝖓.

Welcome to my Tumblr blog! I’m glad to have you here.

I use she/they pronouns for future reference.

You can find my Ao3 account under the same username as this account (Vampyrevogue)

Currently, I am working on an original work but I’ll certainly be glad to take any asks and requests!!

now, that being said I should let you know what I do and don’t write

I write for:

House of the Dragon

Jacaerys Velaryon

Laena Velaryon

Rhaenyra Targaryen

Daemon Targaryen

Aemond Targaryen

Helaena Targaryen

Alicent Hightower

Cregan Stark

This is my main fandom currently, however I am certainly willing to take requests for just about any fandom! but I may not get around to it!

i DO NOT write anything involving pedophilia, non-con, watersports (scat or piss), or anything yucky like that in general

Please send me some requests!! I'm eager to do some writing for you all.

𝖄𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖘 𝖙𝖗𝖚𝖑𝖞, 𝖁.𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖊𝖓

- anon

i saw your introduction and that you were happy to take requests/asks and i know you did preface that you weren't used to writing smut and that's a–okay i just have an idea which is stuck in my head about Aemond Targaryen

fem!reader (not !niece/cousin/aunt/sister dynamic) giving Aemond a handjob, can be set in his quarters or the council table and she's spreading his legs, parting his knees and thighs, palming him from outside his clothes, thumbing his tip, tracing the vein under, and squeezing the base when he's about to come! maybe some overstim and edging? and he's not a full sub? like he's allowing reader to be 'on top'/domming him but he can switch it around with a snap of his fingers x also him digging his fingers into the arm–rest/bed sheets (depending on what setting you choose!) and he's letting out short gasps and choked grunts, panting here and there, breathing heavily through his nose etc...

sorry for the long request, i just prefer adding detail so writers, like you, know exactly what to write because i understand how annoying writers block is, also please don't be pressured to do my request – if you don't like it and don't wish to write it that's 100% valid x

Thank you for your request anon!! I hope this is to your liking. it’s a bit short and not particularly good but yeah as I said I'm not entirely used to writing smut lol.

𝖄𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖘 𝖙𝖗𝖚𝖑𝖞, 𝖁.𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖊𝖓

𝔖𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔰 ℜ𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔣

Aemond Targaryen x Fem!Betrothed! Reader

warnings: Smut, porn no plot, Handjobs, not proofread.

The days at the red keep were oft gloomy now, the war looming over everyone's head. It had seemingly taken quite the toll on your betrothed, the prince regent Aemond Targaryen, the stress in his eye was evident every time you saw him.

In the past few days, you had seen him very little, a rough comparison of the time you often spent together in the libraries of the red keep. Perhaps that prompted you to visit his chambers this evening, though you surely would not admit that you had missed his presence.

It was late when you snuck into his chambers, dressed in only your nightgown. The fireplace was lit and your eyes found him sitting in an armchair near it. you could sense the stress in the air and wishing to help you made your way over to him, sitting down between his legs.

“My prince, I did not mean to disturb you, tis only that I have missed your presence as of late” you speak with a gentle tone.

He does not respond only humming at your words, his eyes scan over your form for a brief moment.

“I have noticed you are stressed, perhaps I could help,” you say

“And how might you be able to help me?” he questions with a cold and low voice. You tense up at the way he speaks.

“If I may speak plainly, my prince, I could pleasure you..with my hand perhaps,” you say, your voice becoming quiet. you had read of this act earlier in the day, knowing well it would be highly improper of you to give him your maidenhead before you are wed. His eye widens with both surprise and lust as you speak, he contemplates your offer for a moment before nodding.

“I’ll allow it,” he says, his tone still cold. He spreads his legs slightly as your hand moves upward, beginning to palm him through his breeches. His mouth falls open slightly a small moan coming from his lips.

His cock is quick to harden as you reach to unlace his breeches, pulling them down to reveal his leaking length. You wrap your hand around his cock with a firm grip, gently swiping your thumb over the slit in his tip a few times spreading the precum around his length. Your free hand moves to spread his legs further apart as moans and curses fall from his lips, you gently squeeze his length your thumb tracing over the veins that travel along his cock.

“Fuck…” he groans, he leans his head back letting soft moans fall from his lips. his fingers dig into the leather of the armchair and his back arches ever so slightly. you hear his breath become heavier as you fasten the pace at which you stroke his cock. feeling his cock throb heavier than before you pull your hand away for a moment watching his eyebrows furrow, you then return your hand to his length stroking him eagerly as the moans and grunts begin to fall from his lips again.

after a few minutes you begin to feel him throb in your hand, a signal that he is about to cum, you continue with your current pace swiping your thumb over his tip every few seconds. he lets out a broken grunt as ropes of cum shoot from his tip into your palm.

it takes him a few minutes to come down from his high, tucking himself back into his breeches. he smiles at you for a moment.

“I am thankful to you for this, my lady,” he says, his previous cold tone no longer present.

You smile at his statement, “I’m glad to be of service, your grace, I shall make my way back to my chambers now” you say, raising to your feet and giving him a small nod before you turn to leave.

you are surely thankful that your wedding day is fast approaching you think to yourself as you walk through the hallway of the red keep.

Hey there, my loves.

I'm close to finishing up my orginal fic for my A03, but in the mean time to keep my 'writing flow' going I'd really appreciate some asks/requests.

Any of the characters on my list would be great!

𝖄𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖘 𝖙𝖗𝖚𝖑𝖞, 𝖁.𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖊𝖓

I cannot believe a mother would watch her son falling apart because of his child's death and just walk away... Especially when it was her and Cole's fault.