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So it was my birthday today and unfortunately I didn’t get to tick any of these off my list 🥲

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“I failed”

I learned.

“Why is this happening to me?”

What is this teaching me?

“This won’t work for me”

How can I make this work for me?

“I give up”

I’ll try a different way.

“I can’t do it”

I’m still learning and I’ll keep trying.

“I’m not doing enough”

I’m worthy no matter what my output.

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My toxic trait is thinking I could survive in a dystopian world

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Yes he might be manly, but is he Simon Riley?

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She don’t want no puppy, she want a BIG DAWG❗️❗️

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“That big boy with the skull face”

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Hear me out…

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I lovee getting into a new fictional character and having pages of new fanfiction to read about them. THE BEST feeling <3

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Hear me out…

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GIF IMAGINE 3

As the youngest of your 3 older siblings, you were the troublemaker. The one who never did as they were told. The one who disobeyed orders, even from your father, the king. And the one who refused to be confined in the castle walls.

You’d always make up a little white lie about feeling unwell or needing to rest, just so you could return to your chambers and most importantly, the tunnels that hid behind the tapestry by your bed. A lie that your mother always seemed to believe. And now a lie that had resulted in her pacing around your chambers, her hand on her forehead as she cursed you for being so stupid.

Aemond stormed into your chambers to see Alicent sat on the end of your bed with her head in her hands, and you, again… no where to be seen. “She’s done it again hasn’t she?” He sighed as he pulled back the tapestry, revealing the door slightly creaked open. “I don’t know what to do with her Aemond, she will not listen to me” , Alicent croaked out in despair. Aemond sighed once more, an angry sigh as he turned his head to glance at his mother, to see the pain on her face that you had caused. He walked to stand infront of her, “leave her with me” he spoke blankly before making his way out of the door.

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An hour had passed and Aemond and Ser Criston were still searching the streets of kings landing. They searched the taverns, the shops, and even the brothels for you but you were no where in sight, until… Criston stopped in his tracks and pulled Aemond slightly back before nodding his head to something in the distance. Aemond followed his eyeline before catching a glimpse of a small hooded figure just a few paces infront of them. “Princess!” The knight carelessly shouted. Your eyebrows furrowed as you turned your head to the sound of the voice. Your eyes almost fell out of their sockets as you lock eyes with Aemond who stares back in anger.

You waste no time as you take off running in the opposite direction, pushing through the crowds of people. Without hesitation, Aemond leaps into action and sprints off after you, paying Ser Criston no mind as he calls after him. You weave your way through the streets, desperate to find somewhere to hide, until you reach a small side alleyway. You stop to catch your breath and quickly glance behind you to see no sign of Aemond. You let out of a sigh of relief as you smile to yourself proudly before all of a sudden being tugged back by your waist, your back pressed against a chest. “Got you” a voice whispers in your ear as you’re thrown over a strong shoulder and carried off down the street.

You kick your feet and hit your fists off their back before noticing the long blonde hair trailing down by your face. You let out an angry growl, “Aemond! Let me go!” You scream, as you attempt to fight your way out of his grip, forgetting that he trains with the sword every morning, noon and night. His grip on you refuses to falter as he reaches the tunnels you snook out of a few hours prior, and throws you down onto your feet. “You should be grateful I found you. Anything could have happened to you out there. You are a Targaryen princess, you are extremely valuable, especially to those people out there who have nothing. When are you going to realise that!” He lectures you as you slouch against the wall and look down at your feet. He sighs, before bringing two fingers to your chin to gently lift your head to look at him, “what am I going to do if something happen to you? You think I would be able to live with the thought of me not being there to protect you?”

You trail your eyes up to lock with his, his words causing you to feel guilty for your actions. “I would’ve been fine Aem” you spoke softly, holding his hand that still had a grip on your chin. You noticed the way he gulped. The way his eyes held so much love and care in them when they connected with yours. The way the corner of his mouth subtly curved upwards as if he was trying not to smile. “You might have been perfectly fine, but I will never take that risk of losing you. I will never take that risk of someone hurting you. For if I was to lose you, I would lose myself. The fire that we have within us, would consume me. And if that ever happens, everyone in kings landing would be expected to start praying, as there would be no one I’d leave alive. I’d burn them all to avenge you”

You stared up at him in awe. Your mouth opening and closing as you struggled to find the words to say. He smiled down at you, finding your speechlessness rather amusing. He gently placed both hands on your cheeks to press a soft kiss to your forehead before pulling away and taking your hand in his. “Let’s get you back to mother before her head explodes” he joked, making you laugh and nod your head as he lead you through the tunnels, back to your chambers.

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GIF IMAGINE 2

*He’s in love with his sister*

As the new Prince Regent, it meant Aemond had a lot of responsibilities to attend to. Currently, the small council meeting was taking place. Discussions were made and problems were brought to light, most of whom were easily resolved. Aemond leaned back in his seat as he twirled the stone ball between his fingers. “Is that all my Lords?” He asked as he glanced around the table with his good eye. “Actually your grace, there is another matter that needs discussing” came a voice from the right side of the table.

Aemond sighed as he turned his head to the face behind the voice. Lord Larys sat straight in his chair, a slight smirk on his face as he cleared his throat to continue. “As we all know, your sister is of age now my prince, and personally I think it would benefit us in this war to use a marriage pact to form an alliance” Larys spoke, eyes to the table as he subtly gulped and glanced towards the prince regent. Aemond’s hand clenched into a fist around the ball he held as he slowly sat forward in his seat, a sadistic smile forming on his face as he locked eyes (eye) with the club foot. “I dare you to say that again”, Aemond sneered, his smile disappearing as quickly as it appeared.

Larys gulped once more and he played with the rings on his fingers under the table, “F-Forgive me my prince, I meant no offence” he stuttered, feeling himself almost shrivel up under the princes gaze.

“My sister will marry, but it’ll be to me. Suggest nonsense like that again, you fool, and I’ll put your head on a spike and feed your organs to my dragon, Now get out”

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GIF IMAGINE

You loved Aemond, and he loved you. But you both were on opposite sides of the war. You rode on your dragon to join Rhaenys at Rooks Rest to lay waste to Criston Cole and his men. Once you arrived, you saw Aegon and Rhaenys going head to head high up in the skies ahead of you. “Shit” you cursed to yourself as you commanded your dragon to fly faster. But you were about to be too late… as Vhagars enormous form appeared from the trees in front of you and headed straight for the two dragons in battle. You flew just behind Vhagar, and once again commanded and almost begged your dragon to go faster. Aemond heard your voice and whipped his head around to see you fly under him, “no…no!!”, he shouted, panic evident in his voice as he pulled on the reigns to try pull Vhagar away.

You reached Rhaenys and Aegon, as you turned your dragon around to face Vhagar, shielding Rhaenys. Aemond still struggled on the reigns, “Vhagar no! Not her… not her Vhagar!” He screamed. Vhagars mouth opened wide, “it’s okay” you mouthed to him with a gentle smile, as you slowly closed your eyes and prepared for death…

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Not to be dramatic but since hotd season 2 ended, I feel as if I have nothing to live for now.

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Everyday I wonder what my life would be like if I never discovered FanFiction.

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I’m calling it now that Daeron is gonna have the same colour hair as Alicent. YOU HEARD IT HERE FIRST FOLKS❗️

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Sooo you’re telling me we got to see Tyland Lannister rolling around in the mud with Commander Lohar but we didn’t get to see Rhaena claim sheepstealer? This episode pmo.

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So this ladies and gentlemen is Silver Denys. In the books, he is the one who attempts to claim sheepstealer but instead gets his arm torn off. His sons then rush out to his aid only to have a dragon come from no where and swoop down and eat all 3 of them whole. That dragon is none other than THE CANNIBAL.

But instead, all we got of his character was watching him become dragon food. I am absolutely disappointed and fuming. No one talk to me for at least a week.