Request: “plz plz write something for caspian in the VOTDT era” - Anon
Warnings: none
Word count: 2.6k
Picture cred: @geohenley
I let out a sigh. “Eustace, you have to keep your blade up.”
Eustace jerked the sword sharply, almost hitting a rope that held one of the Dawn Treader’s sails in place. “I don’t believe in people swinging pointy objects to draw blood as a show of masculinity,” Eustace said with a grumble. “The whole thing is a barbaric practice, and I don’t hold with it.”
I lifted my eyes to the picturesque clouds above, clinging to my patience like a port in a storm. “Maybe you don’t hold with it,” I said patiently, looking back at the grouchy boy, “but it’s better to have the skill and never have to use it than to need it and not have it.”
Eustace eyed me accusingly. “Ladies shouldn’t fight.”
A snort came from behind me, and I glanced to see Edmund peeling a potato with his knife. “Eustace, are you including yourself in that category then?”
“I’ll make you pay for that, cousin,” Eustace replied, his cheeks bright red.
Edmund paused in his task. “How, if you can’t even use a sword?”
Eustace started mumbling, but I knew enough advisors back in Narnia to know if it was a real argument, he wouldn’t bother saying it quietly.
Pairing: Aemond Targaryen x Fem!Rhaenyra's Spy!Reader, mostly centered on Rhaenyra Targaryen x Lowborne!Reader.
Warning: ANGST!! MDNI!! kinda yandere/dark/toxic!Rhaenyra. Alludes to a possible (past) relationship with Nyra? (Or if you want, the love part could be said in familial/platonic kinda tone). Guilt tripping. It's implied that the reader has a past of selling herself for prostitution, in order to get by. The words 'whore', 'pussy' and 'dick' is used. Throne room sex is mentioned (between aemond x Reader). Timid!reader (or is she??). Rhaenyra hardly lets reader get a word in. The little girl part means to belittle her, not because she was actually a little girl (let's make that fucking clear!!). Lmk if I missed any!!
Disclaimer: I don't own hotd/asoiaf/got or it's characters, nor do I claim to. Nor do I own any of the images used. Credits goes to their respective owners.
Inspired by this gif imagine, by @imagine-all-the-things. (I originally wrote this intending to reblog your post but it got long, hope that's okay).
Imagine: Being a spy for Rhaenyra and after falling for your assigned target, you're left to face the consequences... aka, an angered Rhaenyra.
Or, in which, you're enlightened by her reaction and it has you wanting to be with Aemond even more.
"So, what do you have for me today?" Rhaenyra smirked, evily. Veins tingling in anticipation at whatever news her most dedicated agent (or, so she thought) had for her.
Shaking your head of any doubts, you had coming in, you spoke, eyes downward, suddenly interested in the interior that made up the Targaryen stronghold. "Nothing, my queen."
"Nothing?" She was taken aback, sure if any of her spies had something to report back to her, it'll be you. You being the only one close enough to take out the king, or in this case, the (usurper) king's brother, for her.
"Well, if what my other spies tell me about you and Aemond, are true, then surely there's gotta be something you have for me?" No answer. "No? Not even what happened in the throne room, perhaps?"
She laughed, using what she learnt from her other recruits, to loosen you up and sway you into submission, her attempts not sticking, "Oh, come on, there's gotta be something... you wouldn't have come, empty-handed, if you didn't."
Breathing deeply out through your nose, you relented. There being no time like the present, to say what needed to be said.
"You're right, I wouldn't have." You looked her in the eye now, willing her to understand and maybe, permit you the happiness, she once promised, "And I'm not going to, ever. Not anymore."
"Oh? Oh." She rolled her eyes, saving you the time of admitting what had you so tight-lipped, having come to the conclusion all on her own. "well, this is disappointing. My greatest asset, and soldier, has defected because she got some royal dick. What, that little rump in the throne room -- the very same one, you vowed to help me get back, might I add -- was that good, huh? So good, in fact, it has you a little... confused, maybe?"
Not caring for an answer, she continued, not yet done with her taunts, "Well, tough it the fuck out! This isn't what I trained you for! I trained you to be a weapon, not a fucking lovesick fool whose pussy flutters at a little male attention. Much less, my treacherous brothers'... you're here to do a job, not--"
"It's more than that!" You shouted, so done with the humiliation. Used to her tactics by now, "I love him..."
"Oh, God, It's even worse than I thought. You're letting all our hard work go, for love, seriously?!" Rhaenyra scoffed, upon learning of your desire to break previous arrangements, her distaste showing even more when she discovered your sudden change of heart, to be the product of a faked love, made real.
The lines having blurred, sometime, between the day you agreed to spy for her, up until now. Your warped view of all things 'Green's', as per the word of the overthrown heir, having changed exponentially, the longer you got to know the gentle dragon hidden beneath the 'one eyed freak's' rocky exterior. There being a whole other side of him, not even his mother, got to see.
"And what, you think because he might love you back, that suddenly means you're off the hook?"
"I know he loves me back--"
"No." She cut you off, her anger coming off in waves at your pathetic excuse of an answer, "you're kidding yourself if you think he'd ever look at you twice, if I hadn't made you into who you are, today... Or did you suddenly forget who picked you off the street? You were nothing but a lowly whore when I met you, using whatever means, to keep yourself warm and fed every night, until I, so generously, took you in! I'm the one who fed you, clothed you... loved you. Not him, Me! And this is how you repay me?!"
"Uh, I... uh," You stuttered, head bowed, there being no use in fighting back, her mind already made up. A piece of that broken little girl she met, and vetted, for the perfect little chess piece, in the game of thrones, now showing through.
She chuckled darkly at that, having you right where she wanted you, "you're mine, not his. And you're going to remain so, until I say, you're done. Is that understood?"
"Yes, my queen." You conceded, a glint of something resembling obedience in your eye. "Anything for you."
Bonus:
"Love, is everything alright? You've been quiet since you've gotten back..." Aemond asked, concerned, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder.
"There's something I gotta tell you..." You began, tentatively. Finally letting your true self come forward. Both for the man, who up until now, thought he knew everything there was to know about you and for that lost little girl, you let fall under Rhaenyra's thumb, and had to use again, in order to escape her wrath.
Allowing her to believe, her love was more important than the mans' before you. His reaction, though initially distant and cold (understandably so), having reinstilled your belief in your relationship, when he returned, wanting to make it work. And in turn, making your bond stronger.
The events that had followed, the passionate love-making, having left you both with the idea of taking the throne for yourselves. To hell with Rhaenyra and Otto's schemes.
Written and posted by @noonesgoneuntiltheyregone 09-10/10/23. Likes, feedback and reblogs are most appreciated!
I DONT GIVE PERMISSION for my works to be copied and pasted, stolen or reposted!!
i made a character sheet. free to use as you wish, feel free to change whatever you want XD open source ass thing. spent all of ~maybe an hour on it.
Credit: the text in the insert-image box comes from this video, and the text for the top three lines (intense, complex, fruity) comes from this post. The actual image was made with the free NBOS character sheet creator, which is a sort of dated but free and solid text-layout sheet maker intended for ttrpg style character sheet creation.
[ID: A character sheet with the heading, "OMG its BLORBO BLEEBUS". A space for the name is labeled "This scrungly motherfucker is", and a space for an image that is already occupied by text reading "blorbo bleebus brings GOOD luck / NOT bad luck / see, him face... / and I am not dead today! / good luck!".
The sheet contains the following fields:
Three fields with 10 fill boxes each, labeled "Intense", "Complex", and "Fruity". Text to the side of these reads, "If you or a loved one is attached to a character who fills all these boxes, you may be entitled to financial compensation."
A field for "sub-classes" with a "select all that apply" note, containing 12 longer boxes labeled "Angst-lord", "Enemy of the State", "Flavor Container", "Himbo", "Soft and Sweet", "Braincell Haver", "This Is A Kink", "Just Like You FR", "Chew Toy", "Friend-Shaped", "Aspirational Character", and "Little Meow Meow"
10 sliders labeled "just some guy/the protagonist of life", "head empty/too many thoughts", "awful company/ray of sunshine", "hated by all/beloved by all", "trauma x1000/untouched by history", "sadistic for fun/helps others for fun", "stupid as shit/scary-smart", "1,000 weapons/1,000 tools", "enemy of god/at peace with life", "break the rules/change the rules"
10 more checkboxes with the heading "Evokes" and a note to select all that apply, labeled, "spontaneous gushing", "powerful violent urges", "raw, unbridled affection", "The Horny", "late-night thoughts", "meta-posting on main", "creative drive", "defensive feelings", "distraction", "delight", "symptoms of projection", "absent-minded doodles on tabletops", and "the most godawful hot takes known to mankind"
20 more checkboxes with the heading "You want them to have" and a note to select all that apply, labeled, "a better time", "a worse time", "more trauma", "less trauma", "more romance", "less romance", "different romance", "more friends", "painful isolation", "a family", "catharsis", "revenge", "sympathy", "a better situation", "a worse situation", "more healing", "less healing", "more sex", "less sex", "different sex", "different friends", "freedom", "justification", "The Realization™", "consequences", and "a satisfying ending"
i'm already obsesssed with Vaeseya! does she have her own dragon? or is she dragonless like Aemond was before he claimed vhagar?
Ah I'm so glad you enjoy her! and yes, she does have her own dragon!
Like all of her siblings, she shared her cradle with a dragon egg and it did not take long at all for it to hatch.
Her father used to tell her it was because the two of them were one and the same, that they bonded before they were even near one another. Maybe this is why she was bursting with fire and furiosity from such a young age?
She waited quite some time to name her dragon, wanting to pick the perfect one to suit her... however she waited too long and was never able to decide on one before her mother sent her away.
It is only after she returns and sees her dear father in such a broken and decrepit state, that she finally picks a fitting name; Visarya- named after her father... the only one who did not wish to extinguish the fire within her.
