#i am BACK on my chubby aegon shit

[sugarpopss]

Better Uses for Company Time (2)

Yeah I FINALLY fucking wrote the next chapter, I'm deep in my chubby Aegon shit again. He's my stress eating terrible baby man. Again I have to tag @who-told-you-this-was-butter who's chubby Aegon art makes me bark at mailmen

No real warnings? Mentions of smoking and alcohol and generally being kind of horny, Aeg's got some shit going on with the mommy issues but that's not news

Aegon didn’t even know what charity the party was for. The snippets of conversation he’d heard gave him the vague impression of something like ‘children rescued from an underground fighting ring’, but that also didn’t sound like something that actually existed. He supposed it didn’t matter all that much. The charity was getting a huge ‘fuck off sized’ donation and T&V investments was getting a boon in public opinion, something they desperately needed. 

Those two facts were not nearly as (literally) pressing as a third fact was. The third fact: Aegon was absolutely fucking squeezed into his suit. 

He hadn’t worn the blasted thing since he’d gone to his nephew Jace’s graduation from prep school-the same prep school all the boys in their family went to, so Aegon really hadn’t understood why he needed to attend. He’d much rather have sent Jace some shitty drugstore card with a check in it and slept until the early afternoon. But he did have to go to the stupid thing, sweating and squinting in the early summer sun like a fucking idiot. 

In last summer's sun, more specifically. A lot of things had happened since then. 

1: Aegon had attempted to quit smoking (twice) and had picked it back up (twice). 

2: A new Braavosi restaurant that operated mostly in take-out had opened exactly one block from his apartment. 

3: His younger brother had begun a kickboxing class at his university’s gym.

Two of those things were directly related to the state of Aegon's suit; he tended to graze and snack when he wasn’t smoking, and nothing was better for nicotine cravings than a full stomach. In service of that goal, Braavosi food was surprisingly heavy for seafood-it worked even better than ice cream, leaving him calm and sleepy rather than sugared and jittery. 

The third thing that happened was still related to the bite and squeeze of his suit, but in a slightly more indirect way. 

Aemond’s kickboxing class shouldn’t have affected him at all, but it did, in a way. It affected Aegon because when Aemond talked about it, he got the most shit eating little smirk, and Aegon had to sit across from him at the weekly family dinners their father insisted upon and look at his stupid pointy face. Something in Aegon just filled up with spite at the sight of that smirk (or self loathing or jealousy or loneliness, or some disgusting cocktail of all of those feelings topped off with some delicious ‘I wish mother was that attentive to what I say’ sprinkles), and sometimes that spite drove him to take thirds of supper and seconds of dessert, just for the satisfaction of catching a split second of disgust on his brothers face. It was fine. That’s normal and fine and extremely regular, well adjusted behavior. 

So, yeah, a few things had happened in the past ten or so months, things which all contributed in some way to the current bite and pinch of Aegon’s suit trousers into his thick hips (Thankfully not into the sensitive flesh of his belly; he’d had to make the executive decision of buttoning the stupid pants underneath it. The surrender would’ve hurt his pride if it hadn’t been in tatters for years already.), the uncomfortable snugness of the jacket around his shoulders and upper arms, and the faint creaks of strain ominously issued by his shirt buttons. 

But he’d wiggled into the gods-be-damned thing and shown up, because his mother had bitched (not that convincing) and his grandfather had given him that sharp Hightower glare that made Aegon want to wet his pants and curl up underneath his bed like a 23-year-old toddler (very convincing). 

At the very least, the suit biting into parts of his body that should never be bitten-nonconsensually, at least-was by far the most intolerable part of the night. Haunting the edges of the rented ballroom and periodically flagging down the prettiest waitresses wasn’t the worst way to spend an evening. Seven hells, he’s had worse times at other T&V events (The yacht party of two years ago had been particularly disastrous-Aegon had slipped the bartender a ten moon note in return for never cutting him off, told Helaena that she looked like an egg in her all white blouse and skirt set, then violently upchucked over the side of the boat. Just another addition to ‘Aegon’s Greatest Hits; Familial Humiliation Edition’.) 

Maybe he was being a bit of a bitch about it all-sue him. 

Or maybe sue him because when he turned around from snagging a canapé (or two, or three, fuck off) from a waitress with tits like life preservers, he turned right into the path of the receptionist he’d thought about every time he’d stroked the ol’ dragon for at least three months. 

Oh. Oh fuck. 

In all honesty, being around her made Aegon feel a little bit like an HR disaster-in-waiting. He just couldn’t help himself from sidling up close (far too close for a professional environment, but it wasn’t like Aegon had a real position at T&V anyway) and saying the first thing that popped into his mind-which was usually some variation of a come-on paired with a backhanded compliment. 

He couldn’t help it. He liked the way she would look at him, then away, then back to him, how she’d shift and shrug him off but didn’t get genuinely upset, how sometimes-not often, but sometimes-he made her laugh, and Aegon couldn’t decide if that sound made his heart or his cock warm faster. 

“This is like, super lavish, huh?” 

She was looking at him, expecting a response-undoubtedly taking in his handful of appetizers and straining suit and alcohol-flushed cheeks. Aegon nodded, swallowing down both the mouthful of canapé and the sudden dryness in his mouth. Gods, did she just fucking materialize there?

“I mean, it’s for the kids in fighting cages, y’know? They…need money, I guess. To get out of the cages.” 

That was stupid. He was pleasantly tipsy, sure, but certainly not intoxicated enough to spout garbage like that. He wasn’t even sure that was what the event was for. 

He watched her expression settle into a look somewhere in the valley between confusion and amusement, then shoved the second canapé into his mouth.

Taglist ( I have a fic with a taglist?? wowee): @padfooteyes @fan-goddess

[wh0lemilk0vich]

alright it's been like 5 minutes but GUESS WHO'S BACK FOR MORE cuz chubby king egg has not left my brain for some godforsaken reason

But let us come together as a community and consider a three-way sitch - hard dom feeder Aemond, soft dom Jace, and chubby sub Aegon. Like I don't know why this trio hits my brain in just the right place but it d o e s and I don't know what to do about it

Like Aemond and Jace don't get along at all, so they're constantly bickering and fighting over Aegon who is just subbed the fuck out at all times. Aemond is rough and mean and likes force feeding, whereas Jace is a lot more coaxing and prefers being condescending rather than cruel when it comes to humiliation, and when he feeds Aegon it's a lot slower and more about getting him into subspace.

Also, this just recently materialized in my prefrontal cortex but for some reason it hits my mind in just the right place that Aegon is a crybaby. He gets easily overstimulated when overfed and will just kind of break down crying at different points, which I imagine Aemond fucking loves. More reason to tease his brother for being a softling with little control of himself.

These three in a bedroom setting would be as comedic as it is kinky - Aemond and Jace basically territory battling over Aegon, who's literally lying there like "boys, boys, no need to fight over lil ol' me" while ABSOLUTELY wanting them to fight over him. Jace delicately unclasping Aegon's doublet until Aemond gets fed up and just rips that shit off with the grace of a neanderthal and the desperation of a starving man.

Aegon would be a hell of a bratty bottom too, but like not even in the traditional way. It wouldn't be like "no, I don't wanna do that" - rather, he just says completely out of pocket shit that confuses the hell out of both Jace and Aemond.

Like they'd be stuffing him with some kind of fancy lemon cake and he'll just start spouting off about how some whore on the street of silk told him that eating lemons makes your cum taste better, and how one of them should taste his cum and let him know if there's a difference. And Jace and Aemond are just standing there, wondering how the hell Aegon came to the conclusion that this was good dirty talk

So they just stuff him enough that he can only whine instead of talking

-🍄

SHROOMIE this means everything to me. I want ever-so-much more of this community of fat sub bratty bitch Aegon truthers.

1. I am so into Jaegond it's not even funny. Like it's the exploring each other's bodies and naturally falling into these roles that just gets me. They could be anyone and anything to the outside world, but in their chambers it's egg is a fat submissive brat to tease and play with, and Aemond and Jace fight over who gets the toy. And you're right Jace is much more manipulative and condescending during his turns with Aegon preferring to tease and play around with him. Ties him up and edges him or plays with him until he's in tears and cums without being touched, twitching and squirming through it. But Aemond is 100% rough and forceful and loves to force feed his brother and humiliate him, grab him, make it clear how fat he's getting, how massive and soft and bitchly he is. Loves playing with/sucking his tits. Tells him if his ass gets any fatter he won't be able to reach his greedy hole anymore.

2. Crybaby Aeg is so fucking wonderful 🥵🥵🥵 he grew up a crybaby and stayed a crybaby and it's just a reflex now. Its not like he doesn't love everything that's happening, still completely hard, but like you said the overstimulation, being over full, and toyed with the entire time, he doesn't have anything else he can do and it makes him look even more cute and pitiful. But what about Aemond licking up Aegon's tears while fucking him and Jace is sucking his tits and edging him like, I'm weaaaaak 🥵

3. Absolutely love the idea of them fighting over Aegon. I bet Jace likes to keep Aegon mostly dressed, because he likes making him a mess in them, feeding him until they're too tight and straining and making him burst some of their fastenings before he finally relents and undoes more. But yeah Aemond is more bestial and feral and he lets his cock do all the thinking so he likes to gracelessly strip Aegon naked and just have his way with him.

4. Aegon's always an absolute dissolute mess which leads to him being a thoughtless little brat saying all of that out of pocket shit. Omg imagine him threatening "just wait until Mother hears about this, you won't be laughing then." Sad little mommy's boy

[lovelykhaleesiii]

ok bestie,

after having done two out of four things on my 'to-do' list and with three hours of sleep in me, I'd like to just share something!

alright, so you mentioning again easter got me thinking that we honestly ate a whole lot because we have a lot of traditional sweets and meals and this obviously brought back chubby! aegon thoughts of you hand-feeding him and being all sweaty and dovie-lovie around your family and the whole thing is much more relaxed than it is with his own family.

similarly with aemond, like babiboi would be so tight and tense because he isn't just used to family being severe and strict and not relaxed and why are you sitting down onto his lap? your mother is just right there! poor boi is stressed, although he appreciates the warmth while aegon is just having the time of his life being the life of the party.

also the monday after easter we usually do outdoors activities (to help digest all that we have eaten) and again imagine this with aemond and aegon; like the former would be so unused about life in the wilderness and you'd find yourself laughing at the flower stuck in his mane, helping him get it out while he lays his head on your lap and he is just purring like a big cat (I don't make the rules this boi pure when cuddled).

I feel like instead chubby! aegon would be huffing and puffing through it all, although it's more for show because the moment that you complain about your shoes hurting or you being tired, you are being picked up. he just doesn't make the rules. and him cooking and grilling... I don't know if I could take it, I... ugh.

so, yeah, now I am going to get to cleaning the kitchen

ahhhhh bestie, this domestic shit I eat it up!!! I could so definitely see Aegon on the BBQ / grill 🤭🤭🤭 eats as he cooks, tight ass apron on that barely ties across his waist, just chilling/vibing, with a beer in his hand of course. he spanks you as you bring the plates/cutlery & salad out to the table. Aemond helps you set up, but he’d definitely get some drinks ready 🍹 whip up a mad cocktail or mocktail (whatever your preference is)!!!

when you guys head out for the day (Aemond definitely planned the outdoor outing) !!!

ughhhh hearing and seeing Aegon whine about how long the walk/hike is, but if you sprain your ankle or are just too tired to walk, he’d pick you up over his shoulder like you’re nothing. Aemond thought he was prepared for the wildlife, but he’s hair is getting all tangled in the bushes & the bees are drawn to his scent 🤭

AHHHH I WANT THEM !!!!

[lovelykhaleesiii]

bestie,

I was trying to send you a message because I was sure that my meeting with my thesis professors got annulled, but it wasn't! so, I had to be actually an academic human being.

(also bestie, my make was supposed to be light blue to match my outfit - I am silly like that - and it ended up being blacker than I thought because I was like 'a little bit of black eyeshadow to darken the stare'. it was a whole lot of black of eyeshadow to be blended ugh).

BUT NOW I AM HAVING FIFTEEN MINUTES OF CALM before going back to figure out what the f*ck I have to do.

first of all: oh gods Aemond would be so oblivious as to why his classes are the most crowded and why half of the students aren't wearing anything. like ladies... you'll get cold.

(he definitely lends his jacket to the one who starts shivering. because it is important to never let cold stop you from being an hoe but a cold is never funny).

his poor assistant has to tell him that they are his fangirls, while they have lunch together (they are domestic like that, like an official couple, who just doesn't know it yet) and aemond is so confused about why would that happen to him, and assistant can't just not fuck him up. he ends up exiting his lunch break, disheveled, with what looks like an hickey to his neck and utterly fucked out. students are biting at their hands in utter jealousy for the lucky girl.

chubby professor aegon is like 'sex bent over my desk is boring, what about doing it in the girls' bathroom stall while somebody is outside?.

(do I think that it'd be a bad idea? yep. would I still do it? yep)

look at you go bestie, my academic queen 🥺 LOVE THAT!!! I’m so shit at makeup, but I love seeing and hearing about people’s looks 🤭 you woo your professor girl!!!

YES OMG every girl sits right at the front of the class which is unheard of, but he finds it normal since it’s always been the case. all these girls wearing inappropriate clothing, but no matter how often he calls them out, nothing seems to change. gahhhhhd his assistant would be living her best life. the dishevelled LOOK YESSSS

it’s giving…

OMG I NEED CHUBBY!PROFESSOR AEGON RIGHT NOW YOU DONT UNDERSTAND!!!!

YES YES YES YES

doing it in forbidden places at the most riskiest of times, he lives off that shit!!!!