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multi bot release — 25 bots for 2025

thank you for 777 (this originally said 700+ so you can see the growth i've had even while plotting this release) followers on c.ai!! and thank you all for the continued support!! it truly means so, so much to me, and i'm very excited to finally be releasing more bots, and i hope you enjoy!

everyone cheer because i actually did 10+ of my requests

this has been in the making for a little over a couple weeks now, and it’s upped to 25 thanks to @w4dows and her genius idea of doing 25 bots for the upcoming year! it was a lot but i loved doing it with you <3

they're listed in alphabetical order (like always) and categorized by the movie/show that they’re from.

includes: challengers, glee, grey's anatomy, misc. (bridgerton, moana 2, twilight, wicked)

p.s. to all my gleeks, i see you and this is glee heavy for that very reason <33

p.p.s to everyone— there may be a bit of scrolling, but please get to the bottom so you don't miss a bot you may like! :)

CHALLENGERS

ART DONALDSON — PREGNANT (REQ.)

Getting engaged to Art is a fairly recent milestone for the two of you, but what will happen when he finds your positive pregnancy test in the garbage and he confronts you about it?

ART DONALDSON — STEAM ROOM

Art always loves spending time in the steam room after a long week of practice. He didn’t expect to encounter you there, but he’s not complaining. Will your old flame be rekindled when there’s nothing separating you except for a couple of towels?

ART DONALDSON & TASHI DUNCAN — MEETING THE EX (REQ.)

You and Art started dating shortly after his divorce with Tashi was finalized. How will you finally meeting her go? Will you still be with him afterward, or will she pawn you off of him?

PATRICK ZWEIG — MOM OVER ME

Patrick is your husband, but what does that mean to you? After all, he isn’t even your emergency contact, even though you're his. Your mom is still yours, regardless of the fact that you've been married for a few years now. (inspired by @fruitjoos fic ‘‘emergency contact’’)

TASHI DUNCAN — FAN CLUB

Tashi was surprised to find out that you didn’t know much about her, or tennis in general, for that matter. It was even more surprising (and annoying) when she showed up on move-in day to see that you were going to be her roommate this year.

TASHI DUNCAN — FIELD OF LILIES

Your anniversary is coming up shortly after your daughter's fourth birthday. To celebrate, you decided to surprise the two of them with a field of lilies— the same one where you proposed to Tashi six years ago.

TASHI DUNCAN — MALL SANTA (🌲)

This is Lily’s first Christmas, and Tashi is making sure to pull out all the stops, including taking her to the mall to get pictures with Santa. Sure, the one year old may not remember this, but you and Tashi will, and she wants it to be special, just like it was when she was growing up.

GLEE

MARLEY ROSE - AWOKEN (REQ.)

Marley didn't know that her feelings for you surpassed friendship until she realized that her feelings for Jake and Ryder were nothing close to romantic. She doesn't know why she never realized it before, but she won't give up her chance now.

MARLEY ROSE — MEAN GIRL (REQ.)

Marley is the sweetest girl alive, yet you’re still mean to her. She can’t figure out why you’re so cold and callous when she hasn’t done anything wrong. It's now up to you to fix the mess that you unintentionally made.

MARLEY ROSE — SECRETLY SOFT (REQ.)

You’ve got a reputation of being some kind of punk. Essentially, you’re the female equivalent to Puck, except you’re not a homewrecker like he is. No one knows that the only person you’re all sweet and nice with is Marley, and she’s the only one who knows you’re even like that at all.

QUINN FABRAY — BIG CHANGES (REQ.)

Quinn's image has changed since having Beth and giving her up for adoption. Has it been for the better? The verdict is not yet decided, but you've been by her side for a while now, and you don't plan on leaving just because she's changed her look. She's still the same Quinn Fabray you know and love.

QUINN FABRAY — BORN THIS WAY… OR NOT (REQ.)

Quinn was confronted by Lauren about her past, and she knew she couldn’t let you hear about it from anyone else. Word would spread quickly, and she didn’t want you to know her truth from the rumor mill.

QUINN FABRAY — BUNNY!

You're originally a farm girl, even though Quinn couldn't believe it. Your city life doesn't do much to prove your roots, so you decided to take her back home to the family farm, where she quickly makes a new furry friend.

SANTANA LOPEZ — HIDDEN MOMENTS (REQ.)

You and Santana have been together for a few months now, and even though no one knows, you two couldn't be happier. Sometimes, all it takes to make your day better is just being with her in bed. You don't even have to be doing anything except lying there.

SANTANA LOPEZ — NURSE’S ORDERS (inspired by @mportality)

You've fallen sick and your girlfriend wants to help nurse you back to health, despite your pleas for her to keep away from you so she doesn't get sick herself. Besides, it's an excuse to wear that hot nurse costume you love so much.

SANTANA LOPEZ — ROOMMATES AND EXES (REQ.)

Santana showing up at your New York apartment unexpectedly was... rather surprising. Maybe not so much if she was a friend, but the fact that she's your ex-girlfriend makes it a little more unusual. She's been moved in for a few months, and you can't help but constantly think about your past relationship. Now, you're sitting in the living room with her on the opposite end of the couch, silence engulfing the space.

GREY’S ANATOMY

ADDISON MONTGOMERY — BUT YOU CHEATED

Addison won’t stop trying to get you back, even if she’s in the wrong. She knows she messed up by cheating on you, so why can’t you just accept her apology? Or better yet, why doesn't she accept the fact that you can't forgive her so easily?

DEREK SHEPHERD — GINGERBREAD HOUSES (REQ. /🌲)

Making and decorating gingerbread houses with you and your kids is a dream come true for Derek. He couldn't ask for a more domestic scene, and he doesn't think anything will top this.

DEREK SHEPHERD — I SAW MOMMY KISSING SANTA CLAUS (🌲)

So maybe it was a bad idea to not keep forcing Derek to change out of the Santa Claus suit he wore in order to put the gifts under the tree in case Zola or Bailey saw him. Their screams were unexpected and frightening before you realized why exactly they had screamed.

DEREK SHEPHERD — WALKING AWAY

Derek didn’t want to compete anymore; if Finn was the one who had your heart, then he’d accept that and let it be. You couldn't believe it, though. The Derek Shepherd accepting (choosing, even) defeat? What is wrong with him?

JO WILSON — DODGING (REQ.)

You and Jo clearly have feelings for each other, but you both keep avoiding addressing them. It's obvious to everyone except for the two of you, and Arizona is tired of seeing you fail to work up the courage to talk to Jo, so she sticks you in a room together and locks you in.

MISC.

ALICE CULLEN - DIFFERENT WORLDS (REQ.)

Alice is a vampire, and you're a werewolf. You're not supposed to interact with each other, let alone date. But neither of you can help yourselves; the mutual attraction is too strong to ignore, meaning you couldn’t care less what your brother might think.

FIYERO TIGELAAR — SET FREE

Fiyero is the only one not affected by the flowers in class, and even though you thought he didn’t want to help you, he tagged along anyway. The tension is thick between the two of you, so how will you both approach it?

MATANGI — CRAZY BAT LADY (REQ.) @lotties-ashwagandha i’m sorry it took forever!

Matangi thought you’d leave her behind and forget about her after breaking the curse on Motufetū, but you proved her wrong. She feels a sense of obligation to pay you back, but how is she going to do such a thing?

SIMON BASSET — WEDDING NIGHT

Unbeknownst to the both of you, the tension is thick. Simon thinks that you’re in this marriage against your will, while you think the same regarding him. Neither of you have realized that for so long, you have burned for one another. After such an admittance, what more is there to do than consummate the marriage? It helps that he gave you such valuable advice earlier on...

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mydearviserra · 12 days ago

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Daughter of mine

╰┈➤ ❝ [ Alicent Hightower X Daughter reader]

Part one

Note: no nsfw, mother/daughter platonic relationship!! Reader husband is aemond

Warning: death, grief. Deepish kissing(aemond/reader. Doesn’t go further), miscarriage and birth( only by mention, two different sections by mention) , religion withdrawal. Blood. Written a bit rushed lol will probably go through it again

Summary: the guilt was eating at her faster then she thought, the guilt of being a horrible mother. One day she took it upon herselfto visit you. Once she entered your room she saw how tried you were with the newborn. Once helping you out for you to sleep she came to the realization of wanting to change, she needed to be there for you, to slowly make amends once and for all for you and her other children. But now another obstacle was made to block that from happening

“Dear what was that?” You sighed, closing your eyes to rub your temples, after collecting your breath you stared at him with a glare as I crossed your arms. You couldn’t believe aemond was acting such way

Aemond let out a weary sigh, his frustration palpable. “I’m tired of her meddling,” he said, his voice low and irritated. He leaned back against the wall, his eye fixed on you as he ran a hand through his hair.

He could sense the disapproval in your gaze, and he knew he was acting out of anger. But he couldn’t help it. Seeing Alicent with the baby, the baby she barely gave the time of the day, made his blood boil.

"She doesn't deserve to be around you, not after what she's done," he continued, his gaze hard as he pushed himself off the wall and took a step towards you.

"She's caused enough pain, I won't let her hurt you again," his tone softened a bit as he reached out to touch your arm, his touch gentle but firm.

You could see the anger and frustration etched across his face, but you could also sense the protectiveness in his words. His touch was gentle, but there was a possessive quality to it, as if he was afraid of losing you.

You took a deep breath, trying to calm your own emotions. You knew Aemond was just trying to protect you , but you also knew that he had a tendency to be impulsive and unreasonable.

"Aemond," you said, your voice calm despite the tension in the air. "I understand your protectiveness, but Alicent is my mother. I can't just cut her off like that."

Aemond's grip on your arm tightened, his gaze hardening as he looked at me.

"You don't understand," he said through gritted teeth. "She's done nothing but hurt you. She doesn't deserve your compassion, your forgiveness."

You could see the pain and anger in his eye as he spoke, and you understood the hurt behind his words. Aemond had seen the way Alicent had neglected me growing up,how she neglected all of us. Which why now he was fiercely protective of you.

"I understand that she has hurt me," you said softly, placing my hand on his, trying to ease the tension in his grip. "But you can't just decide to cut her out of my life like that. It's not your decision to make." Aemond's grip on you loosened, but his expression remained stern.

"It's for your own good," he said, his tone hard and unyielding. You took a deep breath, trying to keep your patience in check. You could feel the love behind his words, but his stubbornness was infuriating. He then pulled you into a tight hug, his hand rubbing your back gently

"Aemond, you can't just make decisions for me," you said, your voice firm but gentle. "I am not some child that needs protecting. I can handle my own relationships."

"You don't know what you're talking about," he snapped. "You're too naive, too trusting. You let people hurt you over and over again."

"I'm not naive," you shot back, your voice rising in frustration. "I just have faith in people, and I don't want to live my life being suspicious of everyone."

"That's exactly the problem," he said, his tone harsh. "You trust too easily, you see the best in people when they don't deserve it."

You could feel the tension growing between us, the frustration and irritation mixing with his protectiveness. It was a common dynamic in our relationship - Aemond wanting to protect you and while you fighting back against his overprotectiveness.

"Not everyone is as cynical as you," you retorted, crossing your nails digging into his back as you cling to him. "I can't just assume that everyone has ill intentions." Aemond's expression hardened at your words, his protective instincts kicking into high gear.

"You're too trusting," he said, his tone bordering on patronising. "You need to be more cautious, more careful. People will take advantage of your kindness, they'll hurt you when you least expect it."

"I know how to take care of myself," you said, your tone firm. "I don't need you to tell me who to trust and who not to- just..please understand I..I want her to be a grandmother even if she wasn’t a mother to us I need her to be in our sons life..." Aemond didn't trust my judgment, and it hurt.

"I'm not asking you to trust her," your own voice quieting down. "I'm just asking you to trust me. To let me make my own decisions." Aemond's gaze softened, his expression conflicted. You could tell he was torn between his protectiveness and his desire to respect your choice

"I want to trust you," he said, his tone a mix of concern and frustration. "But I can't just let you go back to her like nothing has happened. She hurt you, again and again. How can you just forgive her like that?"

You took a deep breath, trying to stay calm in the face of his protectiveness. You could see the pain and worry in his eye, but you also knew that Aemond was blinded by his protectiveness.

"I'm not forgiving her," you said, your voice firm but gentle. "And I'm not forgetting her hurts. But I don't want to live my life holding onto anger and resentment. I want to give her a chance to be a grandmother to our son."

"You're too kind," he said, his tone stern. "You're willing to give her another chance, even after all the pain she's caused you. You're too soft, too trusting." You felt a surge of frustration at his words, but you tried to keep your emotions in check.

"You're too stubborn," your retorted, your voice rising in anger. "You're unwilling to see that people can change, that they can make amends for their mistakes."

"Change?" he said, his tone bitter. "You think she's capable of change? After everything she's put you through, you think she deserves a second chance?"

You could hear the pain in his voice, the skepticism in his words. He didn't believe Alicent had changed, and he didn't trust her not to hurt me once again.

"I don't know if she's capable of change," you said, your voice softening. "But I want to give her a chance. I want to believe that she can be better, that she can be the grandmother our son deserves."

“please it’s late..I don’t wish for us to go to bed upset..” you added in a pleading tone

You let out a sigh of relief, grateful that he was willing to set aside the argument for now. You knew we would need to continue the conversation at some point, but you was too tired to keep fighting.

"Thank you," you said, your voice quieting down. "We can talk more in the morning. For now, let's just be together."

Aemond nodded, he leaned down to press gentle kisses on top of your head He knew he was being stubborn, overly protective and slightly possessive, but he couldn't help it.

"I just want to keep you safe," he said quietly, his tone almost vulnerable. You took a deep breath, feeling a mixture of annoyance and affection at his words.

"I can handle myself," you said firmly, pulling back slightly so you could look at him. "I don't need you to babysit me all the time. I'm an adult, I can make my own decisions- by gods dear stop being stubborn and kiss me” you muttered as you rested your chin on his chest

Aemond's expression softened, his protectiveness giving way to desire as he looked at me. He couldn't resist the pleading in my voice, or the way you looked up at him with those innocent eyes.

He cupped your chin in his hand, his thumb gently brushing across your lip. "You never play fair," he said, his tone low and amused. "But I could never deny you anything." With that, he leaned down and captured your lip, kissing you deeply and passionately.

You melted into the kiss, losing myself in the moment. Aemond's possessive grip on your chin sent sparks coursing through your body, and all your earlier frustrations disappeared as you surrendered to his touch.

His kisses were dominant and needy, as if he was staking his claim on you. But beneath the possessiveness, you could feel the love and desire in his every touch. He deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth as his hand moved down to your waist, pulling you even closer.

He wanted to forget about the argument, the worry, the protectiveness. He just wanted to lose himself in me, to feel my body against his.

I wrapped your arms around his neck, tangling your fingers in his hair. You needed to feel him, to be close to him. His possessive touch was both frustrating and thrilling, and you found myself losing myself in the sensations of his kiss.

His hands roamed over your body, possessive and urgent, as if he was trying to claim you completely.

Aemond's body was hot against mine, his desire for you palpable in every touch and movement. He lifted you up, wrapping my legs around his waist as he carried your towards the bed.

He laid me down on the bed, his fingers trailing over the curve of your waist as he looked down at you, his expression a mix of desire and possessiveness.

You could feel the intensity of his gaze, the way his eye roamed over your body, almost as if he was seeing your for the first time. It was possessive, dominant, and it ignited a fire within you .

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, pulling him down towards you. I wanted him, desperately, and he knew it.

“I love you”

He leaned down, his lips hovering just above mine, his breath hot against your skin. "I love you too," he whispered, his voice rough with desire. "More than anything. I just...I just want to protect you."

Your heels echoed the quiet halls of the septon, the dress dragged slightly against the ground. Your hands rested on your side swaying against the dress though your nails brushed against the embroidery the feeling help ground yourself from your heart beating from your chest. This particular dress, left a bitter feeling, green. You hated wearing such color, only left a bitter feeling each of remainder went back to alicent, she is green she morphs into the color of what she choice that day. When she stopped being the mother to stand tall as queen.

You and aemond woke up early, doing our regular routine to get ready for the day though I care for our son morning and night i left him with a nursemaid for the day. It took a lot of convincing for aemond to let you see alicent today. After getting him annoyed he agreed to shut me up, only for the agreement he’ll look for me soon. He didn’t want you to be alone with her for so long. During this time alicent visits the sept for morning prayer. As you passed down the halls, passing maesters and septa’s bow their head as you passed by. You kept my head high with a slight smile towards them, you tried to keep a brave face though biting the skin on my lips says otherwise. Finally you saw alicent with her knights closely behind, sitting beside her you stayed quiet for a moment as you light the candle in front of you, taking a shaky breath

“Good morrow mother..”

Alicent had been quietly praying, her eyes closed and face set in concentration. She was startled by the sudden appearance, but her expression softened as she saw her daughter.

"Good morrow" she replied, her tone even. "I didn't expect to see you here."

Alicent took a moment to look over her daughter, taking in her appearance. She could see the tension in your face, the way she bit her lip. Alicent knew this wouldn't be an easy conversation.

You took a deep breath, trying to find the right words to say. You had been thinking about this meeting all night, but now that she was here, she felt tongue-tied and uncertain.

"I...I wanted to talk to you," you said, voice quieter than usual. "I wanted to talk about...about us."

Alicent nodded, her expression taking on a serious tone. She knew this conversation was coming, but it didn't make it any easier.

"I see," Alicent said, her tone cautious. "What exactly did you want to talk about?" You took another shaky breath, gathering your thoughts.

"I...I've been thinking a lot lately," you said, your voice still soft and a little bit shaky. "About us, about everything that's happened between us." You paused, looking down at your hands, which were trembling slightly. "I just...I just want to understand. I just want to know why."

Alicent's expression softened at her daughter's words. She knew what you was referring to, and it pained her to think about it. But she knew she had to answer her daughter's question, even if it was difficult.

"I'm sorry" she said, her voice quieter than usual, but sincere. "I know I was cold towards you. I know I wasn't the mother you needed me to be. I stood in your life as a stranger..to you and all your siblings..”

Your eyes widened at her mother's words. You had expected an explanation, or perhaps even an excuse, but you didn't expect a direct apology.

"I...I didn't expect you to say that," you said, your voice laced with a mixture of surprise and hope. "You...you're apologizing?"

Alicent took a deep breath, her expression turning almost pained. "Yes," she said, her voice firm but gentle. "I am."

She looked up at you, her eyes meeting her daughter's gaze. "I've done terrible things, I know that. And I can't undo the pain I've caused you. But...but I want to try to make things right, if you'll let me.” She pulled your hands onto her lap “I’ll apologize every day if I have too”

Viserra felt a wave of mixed emotions wash over her. She had expected anger, denial, or even dismissal. But to hear her mother apologizing and wanting to make things right...it was unexpected, but not unwelcome.

"I...I don't know what to say," you said, your voice catching in your throat. "I've...I've been so angry for so long, Mother. I don't know how to just forgive and forget. But I...I do want things to be different..when you held my son for me last night I..I was so grateful..it made me realize I..I want you to be in my son’s life..I wanted you to finally be…there..you missed so much of my life..so much of aegons..Helaena and aemond- seven hells even daeron! but..what I can’t forgive if..when I was giving birth..I needed you i screamed for you and you didn’t came..”

Alicent took a deep breath, almost as if she was unsure about what she was about to say. "When you gave birth.." she started. "You called for me, and..and I wasn't there." She said the last words with a pang of guilt, her expression almost pained.

"When the maesters...they said.." she swallowed hard, the memory almost too painful. "They said you were...screaming my name. And I am so very, very sorry. I wish I could go back and change that moment, to be there for you and support you in your time of need. But I can't. And I know that's not enough, but...but I want to make things right."

Alicent's eyes filled with tears, hearing the pain in her daughter's voice. She had let her down, had caused her pain and disappointment. Letting go of her hands she place her hand on her cheek her lips quivering as tears stream down her cheeks

“The seven blessed you with the gift of a healthy boy…and I wasn’t there to hold your hand..I wasn’t there during the rough time of those moons..I..I missed so many precious moments because I..I was a coward to seek your forgiveness for my absence in your life..I wasn’t the mother you needed me to be”

Your eyes flashed with anger, the pain of her abandonment still fresh and raw. She had needed her mother, had called out for her in her time of pain and fear, and yet she had not come. But witnessing her sobs, her gentle touch, I wanted to show I was still upset to put my foot down with how I felt but deep down I felt like a little girl again wanted to lay on her lap and cling to her as you once did. For her to comb and braid your hair with Helaena.

"You were supposed to be there, Mother," you snapped. "You were supposed to be my safe haven, my comfort in my time of pain. But you weren't. You weren't there for me when I needed you the most, when I begged and screamed for you. You weren't there, Mother."

Alicent's heart ache further knowing that she had caused her daughter so much pain. She wanted to take back that moment, to go back in time and be there for you, no matter how scared she was.

"I'm sorry my sweet girl” she said, her voice shaky. "I'm so sorry. I wish I could have been there for you, wish I could have held your hand and comforted you. But I wasn't, and I know that hurts you."

You took a deep breath, your anger slowly ebbing away as you heard your mother's sincere apologies. You knew that Alicent was truly sorry, that she regretted not being there for you. But the pain of abandonment still lingered, a gaping wound in her heart.

"It does," you said quietly. "It hurts me, Mother. But...but I want to forgive you. I want to try to move past this."

Alicent's heart skipped a beat at her daughter's words, hope flickering in her chest. She had expected you to hold on to your anger and resentment, not to offer forgiveness.

"You..you want to forgive me?" she said, her voice filled with surprise and tentative hope.

You nodded, a mixture of emotions swirling in her chest. "I do," you said, your voice firm yet soft. "I want to forgive you, Mother. I'm tired of holding onto this pain and anger. I want us to have a chance to have an our connection again ."

patience

Guilt

And sadness

Such condition is expected in motherhood, when shall one ever be ready for motherhood? When one had no guidance from a mother to teach you the ways of new responsibilities. Alicent had thought of such wisdom, wives tails as she roams the path of the gardens or the halls or her own private chambers.

It was a duty

Alicent had repeated as she tried to calm her wondering mine. A duty she, as queen and wife needed to do. Give the king children and heirs, each pregnancy has their own story. One that I shared alone with a room filled with maesters and midwife’s helping me give birth to those children. She wonders if viserys knows alicent begged for Rhaenyra to come to her aid, or how she felt relieved she had given viserys his heir she remembered the bright smile he had he held aegon in his arms. Aegon early moons viserys cared for aegon till it stopped, till everything stopped.

I was only there to warm his bed while I had no shoulder to lean on. Each pregnancy he showed little care for. The resentment and bitterness was ever so clear, oh how could I be so wrong? How could I let myself be blind that my children needed me, they needed a protector. Just like how I needed my mother perhaps if she never passed none of this would have happened, none of Otto’s whispering wouldn’t have happened. Maybe I could have still ate cake with my dear friend

But now as I stare down at my grandchildren, as I braid Jaehaeras hair and jaeherys telling me his stories while my sweet daughters watch from afar with a smile i havent seen in ages, I felt more content then I ever felt. All of my wrongs could be forgiven.

One by one I tended to patch my mistakes, Rhaenyra still hasn’t responded to my ravens. I wish to see her, I wish to see the my friend I wish to hold her close and tell her I’m sorry

Aegon has stop drinking less, he still wonders the street of silk yet Helaena tells me he comes back to their chambers more then he has before, even if they have a lose for words he tries to care for his twins. And days he drinks he comes to my chambers and rambling incoherently as he sobs into my lap. I could never make out about what he says, only one has I heard ‘why did you stop loving me’ all I could do was whispered sweet nothings as I ran my fingers through his messy hair.

Helaena, her resistance to my touch has worked better than before. As she sits on the floor with her children around her she rests her head on my shoulder as she whispered her tales while she embroidered. Half of the time I don’t understand but at least it’s something. There will be days she tells and shows me all about her collection, she rambled for hours on end all I could do with smile and nod. It didn’t take long for me to help continue on in her collection, shadow boxes hung the walls of her growing collection while I send her more bugs from around the seven kingdoms. The bugs make my skin crawl but anything to make her happy, anything to hear her speak to me more.

For daeron and aemond was difficult, daeron stop writing back years ago i wasn’t any better with writing back after his silence. With more insistence I began writing to him, almost every week a raven will be sent to old town hoping he’ll listen. I mentioned yours and aemond announcement of a second baby with Darron’s birthday soon she hoped he’ll come to kingslanding once and for all to celebrate his birthday and the news of the baby. It didn’t take long for him to respond back he’ll come back home. With aemond he didn’t respond to me making conversation, only muttering under his breath he isn’t a fool. He kept you and your son under your wing, always watching somewhere nothing couldn’t be help by it so I let him be for now. But I would watch him train with ser Cristion, under heavy precision I convinced aegon to join help him with new and better hobbies. I think aemond softened a bit as he sees I would stand there watching him the entire time, always clapped and enjoyed when he win.

and you, my precious darling. My sweetest darling. My darling, who help me out the dark tunnel to see the brightest light ahead. Who helped me see what was right in front of me, you. My children waiting patiently for me to reach to them once again. I’d never forget that night I came to your chamber, it was fate to seek you.

Fate to hold your son and to see how much time I let slip through my fingers, that my baby had a baby. The most perfect boy I’ve ever seen, the seven has truly blessed my daughters.

My precious darling how much I loved her, how much I see myself in her. Each day that passed I hope to make the air lighter for my children, that history won’t repeat itself that I will help make a new path for them, my daughters and sons will live happy lives no longer filled with darkness and anger

Darkness slipped through the crack and found its way to you, I prayed for this not to happen not when I’m trying to make things better

The night of daeron feast, the dinning hall only meant for us just something small and intimate for him. With his siblings and by surprising his half sister, uncle and cousins. I felt relief they joined us. One big family again, there was no fighting. Aegon and Helaena danced while aemond twirled you with your son in your arms

It was perfect, I shared a dance with rhaenyra.

Till suddenly you and your husband and son left, without saying a word. We all was stunned but viserys say nothing to worry about. But I felt a pit in my stomach, I left Rhaenyra standing alone as I rushed to get to them

Thin trail of blood trailed the hallways

Oh gods

Not my sweet girl

Everything happened to fast, seeing you cry, nursemaids taking your son away from the chambers, the maesters confirming the first. She lost the baby. All you did was scream and shout, I dropped to my knees beside you pulling you close to me like my life depended on it

“My sweet girl”

she repeated over and over again

Weeks has passed, you were nothing felt but a shell of how you were. Mute and refusing to leave the bed. Aemond and your son never leaving the room by his request no one was allowed in the room. Often times I would just press my ear behind the door hearing you and aemond sobbing. It continued for a few week till maids confirmed you were doing better slowly, eating more and taking better care of yourself

Each day, every hour I prayed and prayed. I needed the faith I needed you to be better, I needed you to heal your sorrows.

Today, after leaving the sept In early hours I made my way through the red keep towards your chambers, I was early up the stairs when the screeching sounds of maidens through the halls. My heart began to pound as I picked up the bottom of my dress running to the sound.

Please no

By the seven please

Time passed in slow motion as I watch guards pushed into your chambers. The maidens still screaming in horror.

Pushing my way inside I saw you on the bed, looking as peaceful you did that night as you slept. But now your son cradled in your arms sobbing his little arms reaching out.

“Darling!” She cried out as she rushed onto the bed, carefully picking up the boy she checked him quickly as I held him close to her chest, before turning back to you, shaking you frantically

She didn’t feel the maid pulling the boy off her, all she saw was her sweet girl cold and sickly pale. Her Tears dropped onto your face as she kept screaming till her throat gone dry. She begging the gods to not be true shaking your shoulders fiercely

“Don’t punish me please! Not my girl by gods please not my girl!

Once aemond rushed into the room hell broke lose, destroying the room, screaming his lungs out. He only left 10 minutes before the ladies in waiting came into the room to check on the boy, on their account they heard the boys crying with no end of it so they came inside to see your laying on the bed without a breath as you held your son.

“The world stopped the day you died

I felt it

In my bones

In my heart

In every fiber of my being

I felt it

The sun stopped being warm

The night stopped being cool

The brids no longer sang

When you died,

The world as I knew it did too

I did too. “

She couldn’t see many things the same the day the gods took you away, your favorite meal, your favorite color. The flowers in the garden she couldn’t see it without wanting to scream.

The gods were cruel taking my sweet girl away from her, she couldn’t bare to wear the pendent anymore she could pray to the same gods she pray for good health for you.

The maesters said the cause was due to a broken heart, a new wave of studies is happening due to many people facing the same issue throughout the kingdom. The stress of losing the second baby was to much.

Oh my sweet girl..

It should have been me

Tag💗: @minaxcarter

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