#reader and tyland give off Andy and Nigel energy in the devil wears Prada.. that’s her work bestie

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I loved the fmo djats snippets! was Quinton trying to flirt thats why aemond was defensive? 😆 do you have more thoughts on moments reader feels distant with aemond and her situation? Or how she felt when she found out and confronting aemond and everyone?

This isn’t right when she finds out (I do have snippets of that I can post if y’all want that), but this happens after the divorce is finalized. The news just leaked in the press. Y’all told me that fmo reader needs to have her revenge moment. I think it’s more likely that this reader will.

Attention

You need to go and show that you’re doing fine without him

Carmi’s words ring in your head as state at yourself at the mirror. Running your hands over the dress. Going to this gala was a last minute thing that your friend pushed you to.

“I think you look great,” you turn to see Alicent leaning against the doorframe. You had called her last minute to stay with Daella for the night while you were gone.

“This is a bad idea.”

It’s all you can think about. A dress you designed, cameras and press everywhere, him and her. This is a recipe for distaster.

“Probably,” your brows furrow further at Alicent’s truthful admission. She gives you a bashful smile. “A week after I filed for divorce from Viserys, I showed up to Helaena’s dance recital in the dress I wore when we met.”

Your brows then shoot up in surprise. From the years, you’ve known Alicent, she’s been nothing the picture of lovely and frankly… perfect. It’s hard to imagine her being that petty. Or the fact that she’s essentially giving you permission to do that to her son.

“Sometimes we have to allow ourselves to have a bad idea.”

It was all you needed to hear to get your foot out the door. The car was pulled up out front. Tyland greets you with a bright smile. As the car pulls off, he lets out a laugh when you down the champagne he gives you.

“Everything will be fine. You look amazing, we will get to network, and he probably has no idea you’re coming,” he squeezes your hand tenderly.

You and Tyland Lannister had become fast friends since you started working for his brother’s fashion house. He was refreshingly funny which led to you cracking up when you were around him. Laughter was something you needed more lately.

You nod gingerly, getting another glass to drink. Your mind is racing with so many possibilities. A deep pool of nerves sits in your stomach. You say a small prayer when you see the flicker of camera flashes outside.

Here goes nothing

Aemond feels like he can’t breathe; he is sure the tie around his neck is too tight. He’s never been a fan of suit, or parties. So, this gala seemed like it would be his worst nightmare, and he was not wrong.

Their manager told them they should go as a group; be a united front for a good cause. Their first public appearance since… everything. Helaena, Quinton, and Aegon had been short since they all arrived. Notiably together and without him and Alys.

“Helaena, I heard about you taking classes to get your masters in entomology,” Alys tries to make conversation. “That’s incredible.”

Helaena blinks blankly. Opens her mouth, looks at her younger brother, then closes it again. She leans back in her chair before taking a deep breath. “Thanks.”

Short and to the point. How all their conversations have gone lately.

The table is silent again unless someone comes over and then they have to fake being pleasurable. Alys squeezes his hand under the table. He flashes a brief smile but it falls slowly. The whole night has felt off, even more than he expended, but Aemond can’t put his finger on why.

“Oh my god.”

Quinton’s eyes are focused on something behind Aemond. Helaena looks as if she’s a ghost. Aemond sees Alys turn around but then quicky snap her head back.

“Yeah, I need another drink,” Aegon sighs, getting up to go over to the bar.

Aemond finally turns, and bile gets stuck in his throat. He watches as a couple of people come up to greet you. Now he knows he can’t breathe.

“Did you know she was coming,” Alys pipes up when Aemond’s gaze doesn’t seem to leave you. He shakes his head slowly. Your eyes flash from the person you are talking to their table. They linger on Aemond for a moment before you turn your attention back to the woman in front of you.

Aemond finally turns around to see Helaena and Quinton glaring at him. Aegon comes back with two drinks in hand. The commotion that came in with you follows you as walk towards the tables. Aemond notices the guy following behind you, his hand on the small of your back. You pay their table no mind as you walk past it. Aemond senses Alys’ gaze on the side of his face.

He can feel a head splitting headache coming on.

“You look nice.”

The hairs on the back of your neck standup. Aemond comes to stand next to you at the bar.

“Thanks,” you give him a once over. “You too. Though I never thought grey was your color.”

You fiddle with the stirrer in your drink.

“What are doing here,” the polite tone is dropped once the bartender goes to help someone on the opposite side of the bar.

You furrow your brows in false confusion. “It’s a fashion and arts fundraising gala. I work in fashion.”

“You know what I mean,” Aemond leans in closer. “If you are doing this to upset Alys, yo-“

A bark of laughter comes out in disbelief. You turn to look at him.

“Wow, we got divorced, you moved out, our child asks me why her father lives somewhere else now, and you’re still worried about her,” you shake your head. “Well, I glad you seem to care about someone’s feelings getting hurt.”

You turn back to the bar worried that if you keep looking at him, you’ll cry. Most of your ire is with Aemond and his choices, but you can’t help but feel that she should be the one coming to you, apologizing for what has happened.

No once cared for your feelings, why should you take hers into consideration.

Aemond sighs. “I never meant to hurt you, and especially not Daella. I just.. I just I don’t want things to be bad between all of us.”

You look over your shoulder at their table. Everyone looking at the two of you, and you’re sure they are not the only ones. You turn to him while picking up your drink.

“Your band is waiting for you.”

You can feel his eyes on your back as you walk back to your table. Tyland gives you a sympathetic look.

“Are you ok?”

Swallowing hard, you give him a watery smile.

“No, but I think I will be.”

#also yes I cut off the snippet but quinton made a comment about the pretty girl in the lobby..Aemond heard kill bill sirens and panicked lol #reader and tyland give off Andy and Nigel energy in the devil wears Prada.. that’s her work bestie #me thinking about this happen around the same time as princess di skmdkd #like that’s two mothers #fool me once asks #fmo headcanons #also I want do to something with just alys and reader.. it’s giving Natasha and Carrie I fear #djats fmo au