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Made in His Image by Anonymous
Fandoms: House of the Dragon (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
07 Aug 2026
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They were born in the same hour, under the same banners, two halves of one soul.
Aela was the bright one — laughing, adored, always turning toward someone else.
Aemond was the other. Quiet. Watching. Waiting.
He spent years shaping her into his perfect reflection: the same colors, the same tongue, the same careful obedience. He took her laughter, her friendships, her future, and finally her body. She told herself there was nothing left for him to destroy.She was wrong.
Warning: Dark oneshot. Aemond Targaryen / Original Female Character (his twin). This is a heavy, possessive, obsessive story that follows the twins from childhood into young adulthood. It contains long-term grooming, emotional manipulation, blackmail, severe power imbalance, verbal degradation, physical control, non-con/dub-con, rough sex, and virginity taking. Aemond is controlling, jealous, and increasingly extreme in his claim over his twin. The tone is bleak and there is no comfort or redemption. Please read the tags carefully and do not interact if any of this is triggering or if you are under 18.
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10 Aug 2026
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[Naoya Zenin/fem!Reader]
"I don't need you yapping at clan meetings, I just need you dumb and pretty for me. You'll do that for me, won't you, dear?"
Ditulis dalam Bahasa Indonesia dan sebagian Bahasa Inggris.
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- Part 3 of Giving up your rights for Naoya Zenin
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Bookmarked by akanye
01 May 2025
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Though there are many differences between the two shards of souls that was Zayne, most of them are merely a representation of two sides of the same coin-one soft, one harsh.
But the more gnarly ones were better hidden.
"Tell me I'm not dreaming,"
Sweet, rasping breath brands the skin of my shoulder where it lingers, and my heart clenches.
“Please, don’t hate me for this.”
Low and rough, his voice wavers, in sync with the trembling of his searing fingertips where it travels up the bend of my arm.
The long hem of his sweater hedges upwards and my lip catches between teeth, shivering as his steady, chilled hands skims over the exposed torso, tenderly, hesitantly, so softly.
“I just... need...”
His voice cracks, each word drags painfully as if he were a sinner confessing to the true sickening depth of his darkest vices.
“A taste of you.”Or~
A Metaflux blast causes you to end up in Dawnbreakers world. A count down of 72 hours starts to the moment of your return. How will the two of you spend it until then?
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30 Apr 2025