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2rats1gogh · 27 days

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Same anon here with more- people need to stop conflating Aegon with Joffrey Baratheon.

Aegon has done some despicable things that I won’t make excuses for but he’s not the rabid dog that Joffrey was. Cersei, Tyrion and Tywin struggled to rein him in at 13 years old and once that crown was on his head a monster was let loose. Alicent can actually reason and get through to Aegon at pivotal times. Cersei could not do that with Joffrey.

Aegon above all craves Alicent’s approval and affection, he turns into a sniveling mess at Alicent’s scolding at his big age. Alicent is not afraid to tell Aegon exactly what she’s thinking. She doesn’t placate, pacify or coddle like everyone had to do with Joffrey because he was out of control, cruel AND stupid at the same time. Helaena is the most important person in the world to Alicent and Aegon is not going to harm the most precious thing in the world to Alicent. Helaena doesn’t have to fear Aegon bashing her head in with a rock or choking her after she has just had a stillbirth….

He called her an idiot at 14, yes it wasn’t nice but it was completely normal. At 14 I called my sister a cunt right across the dinner table, but I've also fought for that same sister. They are siblings and that interaction that made them seem more human as opposed to their 2 dimensional team black counterparts who always just smile and have kind words for each other- except when Jacaerys was beating the shit out of Luke on the beach, but no one is saying how miserable Luke was despite Luke actually seeming unhappy with parts of his life. He was even vocal about these things. Whereas Heleana who is a blunt speaker, has not said anything like that.

Helaena doesn’t look afraid of Aegon, she doesn’t look afraid of anyone in her immediate family (including Criston) as much as team black would like her to be. At the most Aegon ignores her, like she said. Honestly ignoring her is preferable to what Viserys was doing to Alicent. She had 3 children before she even reached 20. Aemond and Helaena are almost Irish twins. In the show Helaena and Aegon just have the twins who are maybe 4-5 years old, so Aegon is not forcing himself on Helaena.

We don’t know much about Helaena in the show because they decide to delete certain scenes and include other stupid filler scenes when they contain fan favorites…but Helaena in the book was happy. Her input towards the war was valued. She loved her children and everyone could agree she was a wonderful mother.

Her life isn’t perfect, there is no woman in that time period whose life is. Her husband is so far from perfect but that doesn’t mean Helaena lived a life of misery.

The book even says basically that Helaena died with Jaehaerys that night and Alicent didn’t kill Jaehaerys. That was Daemon Targaryen.

And when pointing the finger at Alicent, remember that she didn’t make Helaena on her own. She had a useless father who ignored her and her siblings her entire life. Viserys withheld his love from them out of some twisted loyalty to his first wife that he killed and his oldest child by this wife. These things would have a deep emotional impact on a person, it certainly has on her brothers. Stop letting Viserys off the hook.

(the way you called Joffrey a rabid dog omg I’m cryingggg😭😭😭😭 shxjskkzkvzlclwgzjpf)

but yeah, you are so so so right.

I hate it when people, mostly TB, compare Aegon to Joffrey. Like the ONLY two things they have in common is an ambitious (?) widow mother queen and also the fact that both aren’t very nice people. But that’s about it. Aegon at his worst doesn’t even come close to how horrendous Joffrey was on a regular day. Aegon never killed people for fun, he didn’t publicly humiliate Helaena like Joffey did with Sansa. And as I say, I am ignoring the fact that he’s a rapist because it was literally added out of nowhere, makes no sense, and has no relevance to the plot whatsoever. It was added purely to make Aegon and TG look bad. Canonically he is literally just a lazy alcoholic.

And I absolutely agree with what you said about Helaena. TB often say that “aLiCeNt MaDe HeR LiFe HeLl” but she literally didn’t? She would NEVER have her marry Aegon if Aegon was like Joffrey Baratheon. You can call Aegon every insult in the book, he was neglectful, he ignored her, he wasn’t really present in the lives of their kids, but he was NOT an abusive husband or father. And as you said, unlike Viserys, he never forced himself on Helaena. He wasn’t obsessed with the idea of having as many children as possible with her. Literally not at any point his nonexistent “abusive” behavior is shown, not even in the show. During the dinner scene Helaena literally jokes about her relationship with him, she seems comfortable and chill.

Sure, as you said, her life was far from perfect. In the books she does give birth at 14, in the show, since everyone is slightly older, she most likely was 16? Not that uncommon actually. She still had her mother, and her brothers, she has sir Criston. Aegon’s behavior was controlled by Alicent, so he would NEVER hurt her. If you remember how Alicent reacted to Aegon forcing himself upon Dyana (dumb scene overall but still) you can only imagine how she would react if he treated Helaena the same way.

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lovelykhaleesiii · 1 year

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His & Yours.

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PAIRING: Aemond Targaryen x Fem!Reader.

WORDS: 1.5K

SUMMARY: A relationship with the One-Eyed Prince Aemond.

WARNINGS: aemond being the sneaky link he is, smut, possessive!aemond.

A/N - omg I didn’t realise how much I’ve missed writing, apologies if its rusty. but I had to write for my main man now.

Aemond would be hesitant to the concept of “love at first sight.” He’d never actually come across a maiden that profoundly resonated with him, that was until he’d first set his sight on you.

You knew of Aemond before he’d come to know of you; he was the prince of the King for God’s sake. He was a man of a domineering figure, you mostly felt intimidated by the sheer presence of him, although a deep part of you felt intrigued to know more of his character.

Unlike his older brother, Aegon, Aemond’s character was not widely known, for the most part people only knew of his obedience, discipline and loyalty to his role as Prince. Only that he was quite the opposite to his elder.

“One-Eyed Prince Aemond” was a common name, whispered amongst the common-folk like you. Never would any of the maidens or helpers, dare utter it in his presence. The tale of how he’d lost his eye, you could listen endlessly to the various tales told, each account differing, you’d come to the conclusion that you would never hear the truth of it.

Many found his appearance frightening or more so, threatening.

Aemond would choose the perfect time to introduce himself. Even if it meant sneaking up on you in the darkness of the night, finding you wandering the halls of the ancient castle. It was all so perfectly planned: he was calculated, following your movements throughout the day, being ever so cautious as to not make it obvious to a single soul. He gave himself time to grow accustomed to your “schedule”, before he’d grow impatient of observing you from the sidelines.

“Is it not late for you Lady Y/N, to be roaming around, alone, at this hour?”

He’d take steps closer towards you, before backing you into a corner, invisible to any one that might wander by in the distance.

You felt his warm breath against your skin, never daring to get this upclose to this Prince. You hadn’t given much notice until now of his towering height against your smaller frame.

“Only the Gods, would know you might’ve bumped into someone that is not as [he pauses for the moment, intensely wandering his gaze at you from head to toe, and back before resuming] …respectful as me.”

You felt this unfamiliar yet yearning feeling in the pit of your gut, and a sudden tightness between your thighs, an intrusive thought fleeting your mind before snapping to reality.

At one point during this interaction, as you bashfully stuttered to respond, you felt him longingly inhaling your scent, and for a split second, he would close his eye looking enamored, a small smirk growing against his face, before facing you again.

Before you could even utter a word, Aemond insisted that he escort you back, to which you felt weak but to resign to his command.

For the coming nights onwards, Aemond would either find you roaming around the same corridors, although for much of your part, you wanted him to find you. And as you managed to find your confidence, the conversations between yourself and the Prince began to naturally form, and as time passed, they became a little more… Personal.

Most of the time, it was Aemond asking the questions, since you felt considering the hierarchy of roles, you were in no position to question the Prince nor his life. Aemond would notice this, and despite his threatening appearance, he encouraged you to speak.

Overtime, you grew comfortable around him, as reciprocated he felt he could trust you without question.

He used his influence to his advantage. Aemond would demand to see you at certain hours of the night, sometimes if he was bold enough or free of his duties he’d even send for you during the day. As the relationship grew deeper and more meaningful, he’d specifically ask things of you that no other man had.

Aemond was the one to initiate sex. He thrived off of the control he had over you, and he knew no one else in the realm could nor would even dare to question his way. In some pernicious way, you’d come to realize how possessive he was of you, and how dominant he remained.

If Aemond caught a squire or any male figure of that matter even daring to greet you, it made his blood boil. He struggled to make it discrete as he felt the need to watch you closely, interacting with other men; having grown acquainted with Aegon’s vile ways and having witnessed unspeakable acts in whore houses that his brother had forced him in his youth to attend, he knew how foul men would view and treat women.

And may the Gods’ forbid, if a man even dared to lay a finger on you, or even so close as to hear of men speaking of such wicked thoughts about you in particular, he wouldn’t be able to contain himself.

And you’d occasionally witnessed Aemond training in the court yards with Ser Criston Cole; he was a skilled fighter, although more dangerously, Aemond had the blood of the dragon coursing through his veins.

Aemond was disciplined however, he never went so far as to push you to harm’s way nor make you endure things you were not comfortable with. He enjoyed being intimate with you, as he never was around anyone else.

Aemond would definitely be a boobs and hips guy, something about their curvaceous nature, and their overarching purpose, to provide him heirs and to support his heirs, it drove him close to mad.

He loved leaving hickeys all over your skin, most of the time places no one could visibly see, although if he was sneaky he’d leave a few lingering ones around your neck.

He’d also love to tease you, fingering you or eating you out until you’re close to cum before stopping and watching you beg him to finish.

Even more so, he loved watching you commit the highest of treason, the way it naturally sprang from your mouth the words “My King” snapped something in him, and there was no going back. He would never mention these exchanges beyond your moments together, as he didn’t dare to risk someone overhearing such delicate matters.

Despite his dark urges, he did take great care of you, nurturing you. He knew when to be tender and took time with aftercare, soaking in as much time with you as possible. His favourtie thing beside the sex, was bathing you himself after, and simply caressing you, watching you drift off to sleep in peace, wrapped in his arms.

Aemond was not shy of spoiling you either, initially he would shower you with small gifts, such as sending you flowers discreetly, and overtime they became more sentimental yet exquisite items that he’d find across his travels, specifically things you could wear day-to-day to flaunt, knowing that it was all from him.

He gifted you a sapphire necklace during the initial stages of your relationship, to which you found beautiful, although overtime you came to know why that specific gem.

When Aemond was certain of you being the one, he would reveal his injured eye, and you’d hear the truth of the story from his own mouth, word for word. You showed great admiration for this, thanking him for trusting you, as you’d come to realize Aemond kept more so to himself than anything. You knew it took great courage of him to show this rare side of the Prince.

“Issa jorrāelagon.” [My Love].

Aemond would definitely speak to you in Valyrian, even go as far as to teach you key words and phrases. “If my future children are to learn, so should my wife.”

As Aemond was a man of tradition and duty, he would ask your family for your hand in marriage. It would come as quite a shock to them, although who were they to question the Prince of the Seven Kingdoms.

Alicent would already know of your relationship before your family’s, Aemond would be the one to tell her directly. During the initial stages she pleaded for Aemond to carefully rethink his relationship with you. Considering his stance and influence, he could be “used” as leverage for betrothals to unite powerful houses in union. Although, as her motherly duty, she knew her son well, and knowing how strong-minded Aemond was, she knew this was a battle she could not win. It wasn’t that she hated you, although her role as Queen Consort took its toll, she viewed this relationship as having no political benefit, however on the conflicting account, as a mother, she saw how Aemond had changed for the better, all because of you. As her second son had always lived in the shadow of his brother, coming to the realization that you made him content, she could not bear the thought of stripping him of that.

Aemond would choose to have the wedding in honor of the Valyrian tradition: an intimate and small union, although the feasts and celebrations to follow would be of the entertainment of the people.

Aemond could care less for the festivities however, the only thing that mattered was that he had you for life now. You were his and he was yours.

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witchlingcirce · 1 month

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AHHHHH we got Promo for the new season today so I wanted so share my thoughts and opinions 🫶🏼❤️‍🔥

First off… THE OUTFITS, OMG ACTUALLY GORGEOUS. They’ve obviously upped the quality this season and I am FOREVER grateful. Emma D’arcy and Olivia Cooke look absolutely STUNNING.

I really enjoy how they went with a very Daenerys season eight looking outfit for Rhaenyra. It’s probably a reference to her gradual decline into cruelty (ugh hate how this happened to Dany in season eight but irrelevant). Love how there giving Rhaenyra good old Targ colours!!! GORGEOUS.

Don’t even get me started on Alicent, Olivia Cooke is one of the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen. The outfit is so flattering, the fabric is gorgeous SHE IS GORGEOUS. The detailing on this dress is actually so stunning. Green and auburn/red hair is actually like perfect Olivia.

I’m really liking the expression on these two ladies as well. In the bigger poster that this promo is apart of, you can see that it’s Alicent kind of looking at Rhaenyra. I feel like this is meant to represent Alicents inner turmoil with her decision. I think ultimately she kind of regrets, I’ve read some 🚨leaks that say that Aegon stops listening to her, and I think that ultimately makes her realise maybe all of this wasn’t worth it🚨 while I do think it’s a look of regret, I mostly think it’s a look a grief. B&C causes Alicents daughter to go into horrible grief and also leads to the death of her grandson. Very interesting! Cant wait to see what Olivia Cooke has in store this season.

For Rhaenyra I think it’s a look of determination. She completely looks past Alicent and it looks as if she’s looking at the iron throne. I’m so happy that this season there giving Rhaenyra the same cunningness and agency she had in the book. I kind of hated how in the show you didn’t really feel the desire she had for the throne. But THIS SEASON! I have so much faith.

There both so gorgeous as well!! I think these are my favourite promo images.

Hmmmm I wonder if this promo could foreshadowing to any possible events in the future….hmmm…..hmmm…..

Anyways, both of these promos are really cool. I really like how they both have there swords out (ofc Aemond sword isn’t as cool as Darksister…), there both in front of there banners ready to fight for there team!

I’ll be honest I don’t really have much to say about these promo’s itself other than it’s obviously setting the kind of rivalry these two have (sort of.)

Although for these characters I’m really curious on where there characters are headed. I think at the end of season one we saw that Aemond kind of regretted his decision in killing Luke (whether that’s cuz he didn’t wanna actually kill him or didn’t wanna deal with the consequence) I’m really interested in how he will handle it. I don’t think he’s in Kingslanding when Jaehaerys dies but I wonder how he will handle the news. ‘Son for a son, an eye for an eye’.

Daemon I’ll be honest I can kind of assume will probably stay the same, I feel like the type of character he is was set up nicely ect ect. I’m curious with how him and Rhaenyra’s relationship will be. Obviously it’s a bit rocky, with him choking her, and also him organising B&C against her wishes, I’m very curious! Matt Smith will be phenomenal.

Aegon I hate you but you ate this ONEEEEE little thing. His promo ate so bad guys I’m sorry like… who let him serve that much?? Also RHAENYS IS FREE FROM THE CONE HEAD! THANK GOD! I PRAYED FOR TIMES LIKE THIS.

Overall Aegons promo is probably the most ‘symbolic’, in the corner you can see one of the swords going through a green banner, probably to symbolise his usurpation and how the throne isn’t ‘his’. I also find it really interesting how he’s holding his crown and not wearing it, whereas Rhaenyra is wearing hers. I think it’s to show how the iron throne is something that Rhaenyra WANTS it’s something that was promised to her for most of her life Vs Aegon who was kind of forced upon the role.

Also interesting that Cristons hair is long and in BTS pics we see that he has short hair, I wonder if he cuts it during the season. I also like how he’s next to Aegon, “kingmaker” also a sign to how he becomes Aegons hand of the king.

I dont think theres anything to say about Rhaeny’s and Corlys other than that RHAENYS SLAYS!! Thats my queen FR.

Also, I want to point out at Aegons window we can see Vhager (you can tell by the sag, lol.) and at Rhaenys we can assume thats Meleys… Rooks rest anyone?💔

ALL the promos where so amazing, good job to everyone who worked on them and I will BE DISCUSSING THE TRAILER TMRW.

BONUS:

Olivia Cooke posted Trailer(s) I saw someone on twitter mention how maybe there will be a team green trailer and a team black trailer??? I HOPE SO.

Im really hoping that we see Jace and Baela in tbe trailer tomorrow… guys i miss jace 😭

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gxthicwxrm · 4 months

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Can’t wait for part 2 omg it’s already so good!!

Pairings: Aegon x reader, Aemond x reader

Summary: Aemond wants Reader to choose.

Warnings: cursing, cheating, smut, fighting, violence

Part One Masterlist

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Anxiously, you pace in your living room when your phone notification yanks your attention to the origin of the sound and you practically throw yourself to the table the device was resting on.

Aemond: I'm outside.

You: Heading out now

Butterflies dance in your stomach while you smile at your phone before sitting it on the table and pull your hoodie on and grab your gym bag as you run out the door towards Aemond's car parked across the street of the house you and Aegon share.

“Hey!” You chirp, wiggling into the passenger seat with your bag between your feet. Your hands ache to reach out for him as you take in his stiff frame, but the last thing you two need is more people seeing you together.

“Hi.” Aemond greets you with a warm smile while you get settled before he looks around, his eyes cautiously canvassing your street as he pulls off and drives towards our spot.

We sit quietly as music hums from the radio, passing by the gym where Aegon thought you were as you leave town. You push the uneasy feel that rumbles in your chest when Aemond’s hand finds your thigh. Lacing your fingers with his, you lean up and kiss his cheek as you start to feel more comfortable as you two get further away from your suffocating life.

He pulls the car up to the back of a secluded park with a riverside dock before parking the car in between two sets of trees. With a shared look, you both hungrily reach for each other, lips smashing together while Aemond's hands fly to pull off your coat before yanking your t-shirt over your head, exposing your naked breast to anyone passing by the car. Urgently, Aemond slams his seat down and tears his belt undone while you pull your leggings off before he guides you on top of him. Straddling him, you grind your wetness against his hardened length releasing a groan from each of you.

“We have to be quick. He gets off in an hour.” The panic in your voice quickly dissipates when Aemond takes your nipple into his mouth while wrapping his arms around your hips and pulling you down onto him. He feels euphoric as he stretches you onto him.

“I don't want to hear shit about him. He doesn't exist when we are together. You're mine, got it?” He says, twisting your nipple between his teeth, looking up at you with his bright blue eyes.

The sight alone has you clenching around him making your eyes flutter for a second as you nod your head. Slowly, you start to roll your hips against him when his hands grab your hips and he bites down on your nipple causing you to yelp.

“Say. It. Tell me you're mine.” His voice softens as he finishes his sentence and you pause, looking down at the handsome man making you melt on top of him as he looks up with something in his eyes that could almost be uncertainty.

“I'm yours, Aemond. I'm only yours.” Cupping his face, you connect your lips to his and he hugs you close and he thrusts into you with a loud groan against your lips.

“Damn right you are.” He moans into your neck while bouncing your ass on to him sloppily.

“Fuck, it's been too long baby. You're so much tighter than I remember.” He says as his eyes momentarily roll back before finding yours.

“My pretty baby. You're fucking perfect.” He coos, holding you while you ride him. His words go straight to your core as you feel the tightening in your abdomen built, closing your eyes as you embrace the pleasure when his fingers find your clit and rub figures into the bud of nerves making you loudly moan, pushing you closer to your climax.

“I feel it, baby. You want to give in and cum all over this cock, don't you, princess?” His words are your undoing as you cum while Aemond continues to fuck you through your high when you feel his own orgasm coat you.

“Fuck, Aemond. You're so fucking good.” You collapse into his chest as his speed slows and he holds you against his chest. He holds you against him even after he pulls out of you, dropping a coat from his backseat across the two of you when he notices the goosebumps on your skin.

“Leave him. I can't stand seeing him with you…he doesn't deserve what we are doing but he doesn't deserve you either.” Aemond's voice clears out the bliss that fogged the car as you sit up from him. Suddenly, you are aware of how naked you are as you ignore his words and look over your shirt, finding it on the floorboard and quickly pulling it over your torso while Aemond pulls his pants up from his legs.

“I will.” You sigh with your hands resting on Aemond's chest. A surprised expression occupies Aemond's features as he pulls back to look at you.

“You will? Are you serious?” Aemond's hands grip your thighs as you hug yourself, unsure of what you are doing.

“I will. I'll do it tonight. This isn't fair to anyone. I don't want to be with him, so I should leave him before…” You trail off, fear lumping in your throat as you toss over your next words in your head.

“Before what?” Aemond prys, anxiously watching you, analyzing every expression you make as you fiddle with your hands before looking up at him, decided.

“Before I admit I am in love with another man.” You whisper, staring into his ocean eyes. Immediately his eyes find yours, searching your face before crashing his lips to you, pulling you against him while he tightly wraps his arms around you.

“I am in love with you too, baby. So much it hurts.” He says with a gorgeous smile as the two of you just sit there in each other's arms when your phone alarm goes off, making the two of you jump before shutting it off.

“It's time to head back.” You say grimly, starting to pull yourself off of Aemond when he grabs you and pulls you back down.

“Are you going to tell him tonight?” Aemond asks a mixture of hope and fear swirling in his blue orbs while he looks at you, brushing a piece of hair from out of your face.

“Yes. I am. I don't want to spend another day without you. I should've told him after it first happened or even the night of the party, but I was scared. I'm not anymore, I know what I want. You.” You say pecking his lips before moving into the passenger seat so Aemond adjusts his pants and you pull on your bottoms before you interlock your finger with his spare hand while he pulls out of the park and heads to your house.

“What is he doing here?” You say, much to your surprise, Aegon's car sits in your driveway beside your owe while your heart starts pounding against your ribs.

“Looks like he might've got off early. Do you need me to come in?” Aemond says, a strange look on his features as he stares at his brother's car.

“No, what is he gonna do? Hurt me?” You attempt to joke, trying to cut the growing tension when his icy gaze meets yours.

“Yes, babe. That's exactly what he could do. I'm coming in with you.” He undoes his seat belt and reaches for his door when your hand shoots out and stops him.

“I'll be okay. I have to do this myself. If he sees you, It might only be worse with us both there. I'll be okay. I promise. Just go home and I'll call you, okay?” You try to soothe him as you collect your bag and hold onto your door handle.

“Okay. Just call me if anything happens.” He says glaring at the house before his gaze softens once it reaches you. “I love you.” He says, tension momentarily leaving his features.

“I will. I love you too.” You give him a wink before turning to face your home. You always waited for the other shoe to drop when you started what once was a fling that grew into a beautiful relationship that now only meets in shadows and parking lots. You wanted more than that and this is how you have to do it.

Once you make it inside, you put your gym bag with your shoes by the door before venturing into the living room, expecting to see your boyfriend watching TV, but he is not in there. Quietly, you creep past the empty kitchen and make your way upstairs to your bedroom where the door is cracked. As you reach for the door a thought passes through your head; what if Aegon is cheating too? Part of you almost hoped he was so you didn't have to share this responsibility alone but it was yours to face. Opening the door, your heart was racing as you saw Aegon sitting on your shared bed, with a piece of fabric between his fingers, and your worst fear is confirmed once you get closer to see the cloth and realize what it was.

Your thong from the night of the party.

“Y'know. I didn't go to work today. I lied.” He laughs to himself before analyzing the fabric more. “I went down to this beautiful park about 4 blocks over. It was stunning. You would've loved the riverside view if you weren't fucking my little brother!” His voice sharpens as he throws the fabric down and rushes over to you.

“I was going to tell you today. I'm sorry. It shouldn't have happened this way.” You say, slowly backing away from him when he grabs your wrist.

“What do you mean ‘this way’? It should've happened at all. The fuck? Fucking end it.” Aegon demands, tears streaming down both of your cheeks as you stare at him in disbelief.

“What?” You say, unable to fathom his words.

“I said," End it”. Stop fucking seeing him.” Aegon rages, pacing around the room, tugging on his short gold locks.

“No.” You watch his form slowly turn towards you and you see an evil in his eyes you've never seen before.

“What do you mean "no"? Do you want to be with him, Y/N?” Aegon slams his fist against the top of your dresser. Fear has her claws deep in your throat as you try to find the easiest way to tell him.

“Yes, I do. I don't think we should be together anymore. I should've said something the moment I knew.” You admit, sitting on the edge of the bed hole you twiddle with your fingertips.

“Yeah, you fucking should have.” He spits, turning to face you. “Do you love him? Are you in love with him?” His voice is filled with defeat as he plops beside you.

“I do love him.” You confess, looking up at his watery eyes, hating yourself for hurting him but you couldn't bring yourself to hurt Aemond anymore either. You had to make a choice and you were making it at this moment. “I want to be with him. I'm sorry I'm doing this to you, Aegon.”

“You're sorry? That's fucking laughable. You rip us apart and throw me away like it’s nothing and you are going to just say you’re sorry… Please. Just leave.” His angry rant morphs into a plea. The words pierce your heart as memories of your relationship flash through your head and you blink them away, turning from Aegon and grabbing your purse before you talk yourself out of it.

“I’m sorry Aegon.” Stopping at the door, you face him for the last time. Staring at the floor, Aegon’s foot heavily taps on the floor when he suddenly looks at you.

“Do you regret it? Do you regret sleeping with my brother?” His bloodshot eyes stare through you, exposing you.

“I regret hurting you.” You tell the truth and he grits his teeth before nodding.

“Go.” He finishes, waving you off. Pausing, you watch him for a moment before turning into the hall and leaving, grabbing a few things on your way out when you step outside and pull your phone out to call Aemond when you notice his car still parked across the street. Crossing the street and jumping into his car when he opens the door for you, you run your hands over your face before turning to him.

“That was bad, but not as bad as I was expecting. He told me to leave.” You tell him as he rubs your thigh while you explain how the conversation went, comforting you until you finished.

“Do you want me to get your stuff?” Aemond asks.

“No, I’ll come by tomorrow while he’s at work… Could we just go to your place?” You ask, guilt starting to creep in as you stare at the home you and Aegon shared when Aemond’s arm around your shoulder brushes those feelings away as butterflies swim in your stomach and Aemond winks at you.

“Let’s go home, baby.”

The end.

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squirmhoney · 1 year

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Omg I've just realised I send you my request wrong , so I do it again hoping this will be clearer lol sorry haha

Drabble event request: {9} x {Aegon}

Drabble Event: "I shouldn't go home with a stranger" x Aegon Targaryen

A/N: Both of your asks were fine and I liked your idea with the last one so enjoy. Warnings: Non Con. Dub Con. Smut. Intoxicated reader. 18+ WC: 700+

The stranger's hand was hiked up your dress, pinching slightly at your plush thighs. You could barely feel it at first, only realising how far it up it was as his fingers brushed your panties. Even though you wanted to push it away, tell him that you weren't sure about this, you were too incapacitated to do so.

"Maybe we should take this back to my place," he hummed in your ear, his soft lips pressing to your neck. "Or your place I don't mind."

"I shouldn't go home with a stranger," you basically slurred, not even sure if your words came out properly.

"I wouldn't really say we are strangers, pretty thing." His kisses had turned into bites, teeth marking up your neck and collar bone as a little reminder for you tomorrow. "I'm Aegon and your name is?”

"Y/N-" you gasped suddenly, feeling his palm cup your cunt.

"See we aren't strangers, Y/N," his words made your body shiver, his tone a dark purr in your ears.

His touch, his voice, the way his platinum tufts tickled your skin, it all had your mind reeling, along with the many cocktails you had been sipping on tonight. If you hadn't been so inebriated, maybe you would have told him to stop when he pressed your body down in the back seats of his car. Maybe you would of pushed his hands away when he tore your underwear from your legs or even when he lifted the skirts of your dress.

But you body was too numb to move, mind too fogged with every brush of his lips against your skin. And before you knew it, you were letting out breathless gasps as hips rutted into yours, trying to catch your breath in the stuffy car.

You wanted to scream for him to slow down, to give you a second to get yourself together. But his body had yours caged in, chest pressing to yours as he kept you pinned to the leather seats.

All you managed to slur out was his name, a gentle whimper on your lips as his cock brushed against that perfect spot inside you. One that had you clenching around him, becoming slightly more conscious of how soaked you were around his dick.

"Am I making you feel good, Princess?" He groaned, completely breathless on top of you.

While you couldn't see him above you, you could feel the slight droplets of sweat as he pressed his forehead against yours. Or the brush of his nose as he buried himself in the crook of your neck as he whispered the sweetest things. As if he wasn't taking advantage of you in the most savage way in the back of his car.

"I can feel you creaming around my dick right now," Aegon chuckled, using a free hand to free your tits from your dress. His tongue travelled across the skin, before finally reaching your nipple and wrapped his mouth around it. "Keep making those sounds, Princess."

You hadn't even realised you were making any sounds until he pointed it out and all of a sudden you felt embarrassed about the lewd noises escaping from your throat. You thought you had been crying out of fear, out of anger due to the situation but instead they were whimpers of pleasure, after the stranger brought waves of it with his forced touch.

"You're enjoying it more than me, aren't you?" He whispered into your skin before suckling on your nipple once more.

If you could have strung a sentence together, you would of told him no, told him he was beyond crazy for thinking that. But he probably already knew how insane he was, he probably revelled in it.

Instead you let your stomach flutter from the pleasure and your mind slip as hips rolled into yours. You only hoped that in the morning you'd be able to forget, bury the memory along with the heavy drinks. But with the way his hands were gripping your hips, as if at any moment you were going to escape him, you knew there would be a set of fresh bruises to keep the memory lingering in the back of your head.

#aegon targaryen x reader #aegon targaryen smut #aegon targaryen imagine #aegon ii fic #aegon targaryen ii x you #aegon x you #squirmsdrabbleevent

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eddiemadmunson · 1 year

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I am here for you

This is a little Aemond drabble I wrote for my dear friend @hamatoanne because she is sick these days 😔 Get better soon bestie, and I hope you will like it 💕

Paring: Modern Aemond x reader Word account: 1500 Warning: none, it’s a fluff A/N: English is not my 1st language

“Omg, who is it?” you thought to yourself as you slowly walked to the front door. Someone was frantically ringing your doorbell. “I am coming,” you tried to yell, but you barely whispered because your throat hurt like hell. “I love to hear this sentence from your lips, kitten,” Aemond chuckled behind the front door and you blushed. Your boyfriend always made comments like this, loving the way how your cheeks turned pink afterwards. “Please take your finger from the door bell, my head hurts,” you said and he immediately stopped. “I am sorry baby, I tried to call you for 2 hours but you didn’t pick up your phone and I got worried. I called your mum and she told me that you are sick. Are you OK, kitten?” “I feel like shit, Aemond,” you whined. “Open the door, Y/N,” he demanded. “No, you will be sick too, and I don’t want it. Trust me, my love. I feel horrible. I don’t want to pass this misery on you.” “My immune system is amazing, kitten. Don’t worry, I am a big guy, I can handle being sick, but as I said, I am never sick, just let me in, I hate the idea of you sitting alone in your house and feeling miserable”. You sighed and opened the door for him. He was right, you missed him, and you felt so sad and tired. You wanted his warm embrace. “Oh, my poor little bunny, come here,” he wrapped his big strong arms around your figure. You snuggled against him, enjoying his warmth. “I look like shit,” you sniffed, suddenly realizing how you look. Your eyes were teary and slightly red, your nose red and sore from all the sneezing and blowing - you could easily make it as Santa’s reindeer Rudolph. Aemond gently kissed your lips and you were very aware that your lips are really chapped. But Aemond wasn’t complaining, he was looking at you like you are the most beautiful woman in Universe. “Don’t look at me, I look terrible,” you buried your head into his chest and he slowly lifted your chin and made you look into his blue eye. “You look beautiful as always, my love. You just don’t feel well. But in my eyes, you are the most beautiful woman in this world. So stop talking like this. Let’s take you back to your bed, my love, you need to rest,” he lifted you into his arms and walked inside your bedroom, gently placing you on your bed. “Do you want to watch movie or something on Netflix, kitten?” he asked as he lied next to you, cuddling you closer to his broad chest. “No, my head hurts and my eyes are sore, please tell me some stories from your work,” you pleaded. Aemond worked as a vet for exotic animals and his stories were always interesting. He told you a story about that one time he was almost eaten by a crocodile. He was laughing like it was nothing, but you were terrified that he could easily lost one of his limbs or die. “OK, baby girl, I will tell you a story about cute little lion cub I inspected this morning,” he smiled and kissed the top of your head. “But first I should make a strong tea with citruses, ginger and honey for you. I saw a perfect recipe on TikTok,” he said and froze. “What did you say? Did you say TikTok?” you laughed. Aemond was always mocking you for using this app, saying that it’s ridiculous and pointless. “No, I said on Youtube,” he tried to save the situation. “Liar,” you burst out laughing. “OK, fine. Aegon created an account under my name and forced me to watch few videos. I have to admit that I became addicted,” he finally admitted and you started giggling. Unfortunately your giggles soon turned into a fit of coughing. “I see that you really need that tea, my love,” Aemond watched you with worry. “I don’t have any ingredients here, Aemond,” you said but he replied that he will take care of it. You were cuddling and talking for a while and you felt much better when you had him next to you. Aemond always made your day better with his presence. “I will stay with you until you get better,” he announced and you looked at him in panic. “But what about your clinic and your patients,” you protested but he placed his finger on your lips to hush you. “Don’t worry, I already called Lucerys, he will take care of everything, he is capable to run the clinic for few days alone,” he assured you and you raised your eyebrow. He was usually very skeptic about his nephew's abilities. “Stop worrying about my job, love. You are sick and I will be here for you,” he kissed you slowly and shortly, knowing that you have problems with breathing now. “I love you Aemond, so much,” you snuggled closer to him. “Awww, you two are so sweet that it makes my teeth hurt,” you heard from the doorstep and you screamed. “What the fuck, Aegon. What are you doing here? How did you get inside?” you gasped, your heart pounding in your chest. “Relax, Y/N. Aemond texted me, that you need some vitamins,” he winked at you. “And you gave me your spare key last summer when you asked me to water your plants when you had been on vacation with Aemond,” he explained. “You still have it?” you asked him in disbelief. “Of course, we are almost family,” he enjoyed your outraged expression. “Leave the supplies and the key on the table and leave, brother!” Aemond warned him and Aegon raised his hands defensively. “Don’t worry, I am leaving. I won’t stay here in this lair off sickness. There will be so many Christmas parties filed with alcohol and willing pussies, I can’t be sick,” he chuckled and left you two alone. “He is unbelievable,” you scoffed and started coughing again. “Yes, he is and I am going to make that tea for you, kitten,” Aemond softly kissed the top of your head and left for the kitchen. You fell asleep for a while and when you opened your eyes he was there, his arms wrapped around your much smaller frame. “How do you feel, my love?” he asked you and gently brushed a lock of your hair of your face. “I feel good when you are with me,” you mumbled, your voice changed with the sickness. “Liar,” he brushed his fingers across your face. “Here, try this tea, that girl on the video swore, that you will feel better after drinking it,” he handed you the cup and watched your reaction closely. You took a small sip and it surprisingly tasted really good. “It’s delicious, Aemond. Thank you, babe,” you slowly drank the rest of the tea and felt the warmth and sweetness running inside your body. When you finished it you placed your head on Aemond’s chest, your eyes slowly closing again. “I feel so tired, I am sorry to be such a boring company tonight,” you apologized and he scoffed. “Don’t be silly, I love spending time in your company. You don’t have to talk or entertain me. Your presence alone is a blessing,” he assured you and you felt the happy tears in your eyes. Aemond kept you close to him, his hand was making soothing circles on your back and you slowly fell asleep.

************************************************************************************** Aemond took care of you for 3 days, making you hot tea, feeding you chicken noodle soup his mother Alicent sent to you, using Aegon again as a messenger. You two were watching movies together, Aemond read you stories from his favorite books, and he told you so many funny stories about his work and his family, that your tummy hurt from all the laughing. You slowly got better and on Saturday morning you felt almost all right. Aemond made love to you, asking you thousand times, if you are alright or if you are not too tired. When you assured him that you are more than OK, your love making turned more passionate but he refused to fuck you hard like you both liked it, because you were still recovering. The patience of this man will be the death of you one day. Aemond was right, he didn’t get sick even after spending the whole time next to you. But Alicent called him on Sunday morning, telling him than Aegon is lying in his bed sick, acting like a moodiest brat on Earth. You decided to avoid Aegon until Christmas dinner with Aemond’s family, because you could imagine how pissed off he must be for getting sick.

#aemond targaryen #aemond x reader #aemond targaryen x reader #aemond targaryen fanfic

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gojuo · 9 months

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As Dorne stan, fuck all the dragons except Sunfyre, he's the only valid dragon at my eyes. My baby never attacked civilians as Dany's Drogon smokering peasants or burned cities. He just attacked and feed on nukes,Targaryens and corrupt maesters 🙏 God bless this good boy. Also he was incredible loyal and ferocious,the sun is truly his attribute. He would had been the perfect dragon for Aegon,Elia's son.

omg wait ... sunfyre ... the sun of dorne ... the sun's son ... elia's son ... elia's name being derived from Helios which in greek mythology is the god and literal personification of the sun ... sunfyre's rider being aegon the second ... elia's son being aegon the sixth ... aegon II vs rhaenyra in the first dance of dragons ... aegon VI vs daenerys in the second dance of dragons ... sunfyre the "golden" going back home to dragonstone, back home to aegon ... and aegon going back home to westeros together with the "golden" company ...

#OOOOOOOUUHHHHHHH MY GOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDD #im going crazy thinking about this .... what have you done anon WHAT HAVE YOU DONE #sunfyre #aegon vi #aegon ii #to be fair sunfyre did kill the townsfolk in rooks rest ..... but i'll forgive him just this once hehe 🤪#anonymous #answered

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helaelaemond · 5 months

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📖 Fic rec time! When you get this, reply with three fics that you've read and loved to pieces, then pass on to at least five other people who read fics. Let’s appreciate fic writers and their amazing stories 💖

I cannot keep it to just three!

Ghost of a King (Aegon x Helaena x Aemond) - @sylasthegrim - this is the first fic I ever read in the Ewanverse space, and the first fic I reblogged on this account. Just thinking about it - and Ez - makes me feel all warm and full of butterflies. I cannot recommend it enough!

Abraham x reader - @troublesomesnitch - this is a truly beautiful fic that I keep coming back to time and time again, it's so immersive, so beautifully written, and so sexy like omg me next pls pls plssssss

Lazy Sunday (Billy W x reader) - @arcielee - one of my all-time favourite comfort fics. It feels like a warm hug, a totally safe space, all hazy orange light and comfy pillows. I sink into it time and time again

See You At Sunset (Billy W x reader) - @targaryenrealnessdarling - this is a genuinely fantastic piece of writing, and the characterisation of Billy is wonderful. It is an intensley perfect balance of romance and sexiness, and I'm not ashamed to admit I've re-read it probably a dozen times

Take Me To Church (Osferth x reader) - @sylasthegrim - my beloved Ez is one of the most artistic writers I have ever read. The way they weave words together is an absolute joy to read, and my own writing improves just from reading theirs. This fic in particular is so intense and so emotive, it's a stand-out to me. Guilt-wracked and impossibly-turned on Osferth is just a delight, and it makes my heart race.

Hush (modern Aemond x reader) - @st-eve-barnes - to put in writing how much I adore this fic would dimish any meaning. I want to write poetry about this and it changed me as a person, I fear

Gone With Regrets - @myfandomprompts - my sweet, wonderful myfandomprompts, who would I be without this series? I have never been one for OCs, and this is the first fic in my entire time in fandom for more than a decade where I have absolutely fallen in love. This series is one of my all-time favourites. The narrative is dealt with sensitively (given the delicacy of writing about WWII from a French perspective) and the characterisation of Tom is so perfect. This series has such a special place in my heart, along with the writer.

Temptation (Ettore x reader) - @babyblue711 - this fic is a dark and intense ride, and handled in a deliciously depraved way. Not for the faint of heart, but for those enjoyers of a truly accurate Ettore, this fic is one of the stand-outs.

#fic rec #anon #ask #<3

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bucknastysbabe · 1 year

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Omg if you haven’t done cumming in pants yet I think it would be perfect for Jacaerys. Like he’s so dutiful he would never be with a girl before marriage but that’s not to say he doesn’t have urges. He’d be so embarrassed about it too!! Love your writing

So I have two requests with this prompt but I love it so much I’ll do both🤣🤣

Kink Bingo - C*mm*ng in pants

Rating: Mature

Tags: Incest, modern!au, sexy sun tan rubs, plotting, hightowgaryen!reader, Jace is so innocent, cumming in pants, fluffy, beach days, plus sized!reader

A/N: they need to make better plus sized ref pictures smh

It was going to be a summer of the ages, they said on the news. The dreary and rainy spring had opened up to the heat. Heat in King’s Landing was no joke. You thought about zipping down below the Castle to the Blackwater. There you could just strip and swim. It was quiet down there but you didn’t want to be alone.

You sent a text to your cousins and siblings, inviting them to join you.

You frowned as everyone declined. Even Rhaena, who always enjoyed your excursions. She’s been busy with studies, you reminded yourself. You flopped back onto the huge bed, pale strands stark against the black sheets. Huffing dramatically you decided to change and go down by yourself.

Firstly, a bag needed to be prepared with a towel, umbrella, and tons of sunscreen. Targaryens could tan. Not you. Jace tanned easy, but he didn’t have the classic Valyrian traits. You missed your favorite cousin, he was so sweet and kind. Jace had been sucked into the land of politics with his mother.

Being the younger of your siblings, everyone oft dismissed you as the baby. Same occurred with Rhaena and Daeron. You smiled to yourself at how they didn’t understand, pulling out a skimpy black thong bikini. The top was just as threadbare, leaving little to the imagination.

While braiding your hair back in a Pentoshi style your phone pinged.

‘Jace🥰’ read on the screen. Blushing and scrambling you opened the text. He had written, “I’m still in a meeting, meet you down there with drinks?” You could squeal. But then Aegon would hear from next door and cuss you out, because he was always hungover like that.

Targaryens used to intermarry. Not any more. So you could just ogle your cousin shamefully and eventually get married off to someone. You wanted to study in Essos. There was the chance for a mate. Gathering your things you hustled down the cavernous keep.

The beach was quiet and pristine per usual. You laid down the towel and fiddled with the umbrella until it stood. Dumb rocky beach. A devious thought popped into your head. You’d act on it when Jace arrived. Meanwhile you’d take a nice swim.

You floated on your back idly, face shaded with sunglasses. “Playing dead?,” your cousin hollered. Perking up you stepped down onto the rocky seafloor, waving. With a smile you called back, “I was hoping you’d save me like when we were children on Driftmark.” You eyed his perfect tan, accentuated by a opened linen shirt and short red trunks. He had a dreamy body.

Jacaerys held up some beers, clinking while he laughed, “Do you need me to swim a beer out to you?” You shook your head and waded in, black cloth sticking to your curves. Jace was busying himself setting up a chair, eyes bugging as you drew near. He coughed, face reddening as he held out an opened bottle.

You swiped it and thanked the prince, turning to your spot so he could see your ass on display. More coughing and metallic clanking ensued. You sat down as he managed, “Alicent let you out in that?” His eyes were hidden by shades but you had an inkling where they were plastered.

You’d gotten your cousin flustered before but usually it was interrupted. Now all the cards were in your hand. With a purr you leaned back, stretching pale skin, “She doesn’t have to know everything, Jace.” You took a swig as he mumbled something under his breath.

“How was the meeting?”

He groaned in displeasure, “The less we talk about it the better, the parliament members of the Reach might be the most boring people of all time.”

You cocked your head, musing, “Farmers elevated to positions of power, figured. What shall we discuss, Jacey?” You cackled at his scowl from the dreaded childhood nickname. Jacaerys stretched his legs and got up.

“I’ll think of something after I take a dip,” the brunette commented while shucking off his linen top. You took another drink, transfixed by his toned body. Rhaenyra probably had a twitch in her eye somewhere— a green gaze on her precious boy.

Jace dived and paddled around for a suspiciously long time. Maybe it was because you had flipped on your belly, pert ass on display. Eventually you heard the crunching of his footsteps. Head pillowed on your arms you asked sweetly, “Jacey? Do you think you could put some sunscreen on my back? I feel myself already burning.”

He cleared his throat, steps pausing. Jace weakly joked, “Can’t do it yourself? Such a princess.” You whined, sliding down your shades to give the Velaryon puppy eyes. “Please? I don’t want streaks! C’monnn!”

Jace huffed and discreetly tried to readjust himself. His cheeks were flaming and you knew it wasn’t from just the heat. Breathlessly the prince asked, “Where is it?” You chirped, “In the bag, use the 60SPF.” That was the thickest lotion, Jace would have to work for it.

He grunted his assent, rifling through the bag and moving toward your side and squatting down. The cap clicked, you shifted minutely in anticipation. Your cunt was slicking your folds. Jace slathered the thick white lotion between his hands, breath sweetly hitching when he made contact to your heated back.

You sighed in pleasure as he slathered in the sunscreen. Jace methodically rubbed circles into your upper back. You reached back and untied your strings, your lovely cousin letting out of the smallest of whimpers. He wheezed, “I don’t think the th-the string is going to make a difference.”

You shrugged, “My bad, you can tie it back.”

“No, no, it’s fine.”

He lowered his hands to your lower back. Your skin was pulsing and Jace was practically panting. His thigh kept bumping into your own, trembling as he bit his plump lip. You demurred, “Is it too much if you keep going, it feels soo good.”

Jacaerys nodded shakily, murmuring a weak, “S-sure.” Your eyes subtly flicked to his cock. You could see it pulse, a dark mark on the top. Gods it was thick too. You gulped, pussy twitching again. Jace audibly swallowed a moan as his huge hands rubbed the lotion into your ass.

His breath was staccato now, hands somewhat groping at your malleable flesh. Jacaerys stammered your name, hands gripping as he gasped and whimpered. His breath ended in a wheedle of your name, hands retracting as if he was burned.

You jerked up, twisting to gape at your cousin. His shades had fallen, pupils blown and lips bitten bee stung. His shorts were stained now, cock softening. He looked as if he were going to cry.

You whispered, “Did you just?”

Jace whined, “Oh gods, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to, I’ve dishono-,” you cut him off by launching onto the brunette with a kiss. He yelped and big hands wrapped around your slick waist as you writhed against him. It was to be a good day indeed as he whimpered under you.

#kink bingo #hotd fanfic #hotd smut #jace velaryon x reader #targaryen!reader #modern!au

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lovelykhaleesiii · 1 year

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OK I HAVE MORE!

so first of all, FUCK YEAH CHONKY BABIES WITH AEGON! like my own belief is that babies are cute unless they are all chubby and cute and just imagine somebody going like 'oh they are his father's children' as a way to insult both children and father and you just cradle the child closer all proud because your babies are the pretties, how could they not be when they are made by you and their father, aegon!

also oh gods, so. like the appeal to me of chubby! aegon is the fact that as somebody low key insecure about their body, I do feel like I'd just feel understood and also I don't know, I love words of affirmation but the physical proof that this man wants you? I... ugh... so, so freaking hot. like, you mention that maybe that dress isn't for you and he is like fucking you in it because, of course you are perfect in anything if anything that dress isn't deserving of your pretty body.

ALSO YEAH! a nice time in the garden with you trying to be composed because THAT IS VERY MUCH IN THE OPEN, AEGON, your mother's window literally is right over this spot! and also the annoyance at him ripping your dress but also you'd be lying if you said that you don't find it sexy and the urgency that mars his features and the knowledge that he'll keep to his promise to buy you a prettier one because he takes such a good care of you.

and oh gods, I feel like that take onto aemond wanting to leave something behind to you is so good! but also so angsty because he also doesn't want to be like his father and neglecting his son and low key he leaves behind letters in the case, he won't come back to his son, while you sleep after you are fully satisfied.

omg y/n & Aegon’s babies would be the prettiest! perfect mixture of your features and his!!! I would cherish my chunky babies with Aegon so fucking much. I’m not even maternal but the way I’d be so protective over them just like Nyra is with her boys UGHHHHH Aegon just would melt though seeing you cradling and holding his chonky babies!!! He hates how much pain you endure when you give birth tho, cause fuck that would hurt, but you’d do it all over again for him 🥺

yeah I just think he’d be so soft (physically and mentally) he’d be so insecure but overtime he’ll learn to appreciate himself & even use his mass against you (if you know what I mean). I think for me, I just generally am attracted to bigger / taller guys, LOVE A DAD BOD cause I’m a little bit of thicc girl myself 🤭 and I feel like just their body, the idea that they can protect and you feel so secure in their arms makes me feral.

Aemond 🤝 Angst … our poor bubba, he REFUSES to be anything remotely like Viserys. if he hears you’re pregnant, he’d definitely aim to come home in one piece after every battle. he’s switches into a lethal machine when it comes to his family with you.

#aegon ii targaryen #tom glynn carney #aemond targaryen #ewan mitchell #aegon ii targaryen asks #aemond targaryen asks #chubby!Aegon ii #dad!Aegon ii #dad!Aemond

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lullaebies · 8 months

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Do you have any Aerea (Fem Aegonii) headcanons?

omg tumblr is such a doozy I didn't get a notif for this ask!! yes yes I love Aerea so so much - she's one of my favorites to write and sharing more about always makes me happy! let's go. For those of you who might find this ask randomly, Aerea is F!Aegon II in my fic The Protector of The Realm.

F!Aegon II (Aerea) Headcanons

❀ Aerea, as Alicent and Viserys's firstborn, was a very anticipated birth. From the very moment it was known Alicent is pregnant it was expected to be a boy by others at court. She was supposed to be named Aegon, but since she turned out to be a girl, they ended up naming her Aerea after the late Aerea Targaryen (daughter of Aegon the Uncrowned) who was also a rider of Balerion, just like Viserys. "That she may live in happiness her namesake couldn't have." Alicent was very grateful to her first baby be a daughter - it meant less people felt threatened by it, and the status quo didn't shift quite yet.

❀ Granted, peacefulness is not a thing for Alicent. Aside from the fact a boy soon followed, Aerea also proved to be a very demanding child. She loved attention and compliments and was as clingy as she was extroverted. She drove all her servants out of their wits, as well as followed her mother, father and half-sister everywhere.

❀ Much of her interactions with others depend on how they treat her. Aemma (F!Aemond) is contentious with her so they butt heads (Aerea's the only one who is allowed to insult her though) and Daella (F!Daeron) is very sweet to her so Daella gets Aerea's more sisterly caring side. Rhaegal (M!Helaena) needs his own section of headcanons for their development so I won't get to it here lol

❀ Aerea grew up hearing about Rhaenyra being the Realm's delight and the first female heir to booth and took Rhaenyra as a childhood role model. She wanted to be just like her, just as pretty and just as loved. Even when Rhaenyra had rumors around her about what she was doing, Aerea being young and impresonable, simply wanted to follow her steps, party in the city and have whoever she wanted - after all, if her sister can, why can't she?

❀ But the reactions to Aerea's transgressions had been much different than for Rhaenyra. While their father turned a blind eye to Rhaenyra, Aerea immediately got engaged to her baby brother when rumors started about her. Many scoldings from Otto (harsher) and Alicent (gentler) came about, and she started realizing most of her friends that were around her are the ones who spread the rumors further. Feeling betrayed and not understanding why she's the exception, she turned very bitter at that. (later on she'd realize it wasn't that she was the exception - it was Rhaenyra who was. That made her feel even worse. Drinking became worse from there. By the time Driftmark happens, Aerea can't stand Rhaenyra and the favoritism at all.)

❀ She grew cynical about the court then. She has many ladies in waiting but only one true friend among them; she has good social skills (she's all snide remarks and jests) but she feels the vast majority of her friendships are superficial and really only there because of what others stand to gain from her.

❀ Aerea places much of her worth around her sexuality. She at first feels lost as the middle child between the perfect Rhaenyra and Rhaegal who is the only son, and realized she isn't going to get much attention or affection from people around her because she's considered a wayward daughter (Viserys compared her to Saera, Jaehaerys I's daughter before). Getting attention and affection for her sexuality has been easier however,so she basks in that. It is very difficult for her to think people would love her for more than that, and that also made things difficult in her marriage to Rhaegal at first as he is more about emotion than physicality, and he was very young when they married (she was 15 and he was 13 and generally still uninterested in more than his bugs), still just her little brother in her mind. It was equal parts "you are literally a baby" and "why don't you want me?" because she desperately needs that validation, and she feels like she can't get it anywhere else. ❀ She couldn't be more different than Aegon II in regards to her children, though. When the twins are born, unlike Aegon who is pretty distant from his family unit, Aerea is very aggressive and defensive about her children. Nobody will be allowed to talk about them the way people spoke about her. If she hears one unfavorable word from a servant they're OUT. She had a difficult birth with them being surprise twins and being 'less than perfect' but god damn they will never hear they are not perfect from anyone if it's up to her.

❀ Finally, you will most often find Aerea in gold and pink dresses; she took to Sunfyre's colors very much (gold for the scales and pink for the membranes). She and Sunfyre have an very close bond. They are a wonder to look at in the air. Could I have written more? Yes, I can go on for hours. Will I stop here? also yes. Aerea my beloved.

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