#aemond truly go to jail party still up past me was so real for that

[just-some-random-blogger]

You made me stop what I was doing because of how you said this was the worst thing you've ever written. And of course since I'm all up in everyone's business I'LL be the judge of that, thank yew

I gotta say ange, you really took gas and light and ran with it cuz if this is your worst 💀💀💀✋✋✋ congradufuckinglations you won

ITS SO FUNNY COZ WHEN I GOT TO THIS PART

He cut you off before you’d had a chance to speak. “I suppose we should get this over with”, he said stoically, nodding his head towards the bed, “On your belly”, he instructed.

I was immediately WAIT I've read this before

And then RANNNNNNN to see the older reblogs

Well well well isn't it just so me to snap 🤪

I feel like before I continue, I have to say, your opinion on your work is totally valid. as a person with superior taste, we respect the wrong opinions of others, but we don't know her personally. But again this is your work and if you say this is bad I say SLAYYYYY girl give us nothingggg

Anyway I have to keep going because I reread everything before rereading my reblog. can I just say #1, I personally don't like rereading stuff ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯ idk why it feels like a chore when I do it. The only reason why I read this was because I thought I didn't lol BUT even then I did reread, it's not a chore to read at all 🫶 (minus the part they make up and you'll know why lmao)

#2 whenever I reblog fics, since I'm in the moment n if im angry at the characters especially, I'm always so worried the author might think I'm committing a hate crime against them. So whenever you say you LOL at my reactions I'm always like ???? Fr???? BUT THEN I REREAD MY COMMENTS IM LIKE ✋✋✋ why would anyone take this goofy ass fucker seriously DAFAQ HAHAHAH

Anyway lolololol

“Forgive me”, Aemond said matter of factly, before roughly forcing himself into you in one thrust.

HELL NAW DAFAQ YOU RAT ASS HO

You remained still, not daring to move, as he composed himself. You didn’t dare to look at him, too shocked by what had just transpired to do anything but lay prone on the bed.

Happy marriage

“Hopefully my seed will quicken and we will not have need to repeat this”, Aemond muttered. While trying to keep his tone formal and respectful, you detected a hint of strain to his voice. He was holding something back, but you were unsure of what. “If your moon’s blood does arrive then be sure to tell me, we will need to try again.”

Respectfully, I hope you go blind

The following morning when you awoke your eyes were puffy from crying. The prospect of being trapped in a loveless marriage weighed heavily upon you. You hissed as you lowered yourself into the steamy waters of the bath your handmaidens had drawn for you. The heat of the liquid hitting the soreness between your legs made you wince, and brought fresh tears to your eyes as memories of the previous night came flooding back to you.

Fun fact I called her beef stroganoff in my previous reblog and why have I stopped using that? My beloved beef stroganoff I will protect you from your one eyed husband

If Aemond wanted this marriage to be a mere formality then you’d maliciously comply.

MALICIOUS COMPLIANCEEE RAHHHH 👹👹👹👹👹👹👹👹👹

A mixture of relief and regret washed over you. On the one hand, it would have been nice to carry a small part of Aemond. Proof of the only time you’d ever experienced the touch of the man you loved, painful as it was. On the other, you were grateful not to be bringing a child into such a strained and loveless environment.

My heart bleeds for you

He hovered by the door, regarding you quietly. The expression on his face was unreadable. In spite of your anger, you still found him devastatingly handsome and silently cursed yourself for it.

Disrespectfully, I hope you implode. I'm a girls girl but girl what do you see in him

Aemond inhaled deeply, looking down at his feet before returning his gaze back to you. “I am sorry to hear”, he spoke softly, appearing to choose his words carefully, “I will give you time for your...blood...to be over and then...we will try again.”

Oh wow thank you so much that's what I've been needing 🥰🥰🥰🥰 you're so thoughtful I got you a cup of bleach!! Drink it 🫶🫶

“Don’t trouble yourself”, you spat.

LOUDDERRRR

“I’m saying no!” You practically shouted, “I don’t want to try again. Whatever this is, I don’t want it! I don’t want to bring a child into this!”

SHE SAID NOOOOOOO LET HER GOOO

Written in High Valyrian the note read: “I will petition my mother to dissolve our marriage. I hope this is pleasing to you - Aemond.”

You bore me

“I’m doing what is best for you”, he explained softly, “I cannot bear to see you this unhappy. I will tell my mother your virtue is still in tact, so your chances of a more appropriate match will not be affected.”

Loathe. Revulsion.

“This doesn’t make any sense”, your voice wobbled, “Don’t you want to try?”

He's not worth your breath. He's not even worth a meme reaction.

“I have tried!” Aemond snapped in frustration, pinching the bridge of his nose, as he paced, “I’ve kept away from you, I’ve given you space and yet still you are miserable. There is nothing more to be done.”

RESIGNED.

K. Maybe the 'worst thing I wrote' part comes from them making up right after an entire Armageddon but then again that's just me and I'm a petty bitter queen and I think the fuck not choke on the consequences of your actions.

I truly agree with past when she said aemond deserves to be killed by daemon in the show because of this fic. Past me ate with that.

Other than that 10/10. I, a mortal, could never.

Unbearable

Warnings: Angst, smut Words: 3.5k

Summary: Your marriage to Aemond Targaryen is a political one, to strengthen the bond between both your houses, or so it seems. You’ve loved Aemond from afar for as long as you can remember, but now find yourself trapped in a marriage where the feeling, in your opinion, is not reciprocated.

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