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President Aemond Targaryen x f!reporter reader
a/n: I caved in and listened to the depraved gremlins in my mind. I hope you enjoy this official intro, you're welcome.
also, thank the gods for Rue (@peachysunrize) for creating the hottest gif of all time.
themes/warnings: language, barely-there smut, infidelity, unequal power dynamic, gross misuse of a fancy desk, getting involved with a politician (also gross)
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President Aemond demands the company of his favourite reporter, whom he has been eyeing for quite some time.
You try to walk with your head held high, but your clammy hands and racing heartbeat betray your nerves.
“President Aemond wishes for you to grace his suite,” was all they said. They, being two imposing bodyguards in impeccably tailored black suits, occasionally touching their earpieces as if confirming orders.
“What does he want?” you asked, your voice coming out weak and tentative. More importantly, why you?
They only shrugged, impassive. Whether they didn’t know or didn’t care, it wouldn’t matter anyway. The President always gets what he wants.
You’d only spoken to President Aemond in your capacity as a reporter, part of the small circle allowed to amplify his words to the public. The first time was at the annual Westerosi Gala, where he arrived with First Lady Floris Baratheon on his arm. Your colleagues whispered incessantly about how the uncut footage showed his gaze barely straying from you, even with his stunning aristocratic wife beside him.
Your supervisor even had the footage edited. “You don’t need the media vultures swarming you,” he reasoned, trying to sound reassuring.
Now, after covering yet another event in Highgarden, it seems you’ve been summoned for an exclusive interview in the President’s suite. You hope that’s all it is.
After all, you can’t be another victim of President Aemond’s wandering eye. Socialites like Alys Rivers and Lara Lannister had been publicly shredded after being exposed as his mistresses.
You never understood his affairs. They seemed so juvenile, reckless even for the youngest President ever elected. Barely thirty and in the highest position imaginable. And yet, what truly baffled you was why Floris stayed.
“Ma’am, the Presidential Suite,” one of the guards states as he opens a set of ornate ivory doors for you. “The President is waiting inside.”
Your feet move automatically, sparing you from blurting something that would inevitably fall on deaf ears. But as you cross the threshold, you turn and ask, “Will you be waiting to escort me back to – ”
The doors shut behind you. Of course.
The suite is grand – no expense was spared for the President. A perfect blend of classic Valyrian architecture, all white marble and gold accents. It’s more impressive than you could have imagined, having marvelled at the Highgarden Hotel from the outside for years.
“Come,” you hear a voice command, smooth and authoritative, from the room to the left of the main parlour.
You head in that direction, mentally steeling yourself. Just get this over with.
There he is, leaning casually against a wide desk, dressed sharply in a tailored blue suit and crimson tie. The moonlight streaming through floor-to-ceiling windows catches the scar across his left eye, the glint of his prosthetic eye giving him an almost sinister allure. The kind that draws people in despite themselves.
Maybe it wasn’t immaturity driving his affairs. Maybe he was just too beautiful to resist. You roll your eyes at the stupid thought, surprised with yourself.
“Something amusing?” His voice is tinged with laughter.
Gods, you just rolled your eyes in front of the President.
“N-no,” you stammer, immediately flustered. “I’m sorry, Mister President. It’s just... I thought of something funny. Not about you! I mean, I’m sure you can be funny, but - ”
“Relax, angel,” he chuckles, raising a hand to stop your rambling. The term “angel” lingers in the air, branding itself into your mind.
You quickly introduce yourself, fumbling through your full government name like a nervous schoolgirl.
“We’ve met before,” he reminds you, smirking. “Am I that forgettable?”
“No, I know we have,” you nod quickly, “just not in such a… private setting.”
The corner of his mouth quirks at your choice of words, and his gaze sweeps over you with an intensity that sends heat rushing through your body. He hums softly, and the sound settles uncomfortably low in your stomach. Gods, get it together.
“I was told you wanted to see me, Mister President?”
“Aemond,” he corrects.
You nod, offering your nickname in return, but he only smiles, shaking his head slightly. “Thank you, but I think I’ll stick with ‘angel.’”
Weird, considering how this is your first proper conversation with him, you think, but nod regardless.
He gestures to the plush chairs in front of the desk. “Sit, please.”
You comply, smoothing your dress nervously. Thankfully, it’s modest enough – a safe choice that flows just above your knees.
“How are you?” he asks, his voice polite but edged with something else. Part of you wishes he’d just get to the point, but another part – one you’d rather not acknowledge – wants to stay, to drink in the sight of him. Aemond Targaryen, the most powerful man in Westeros, and he’s looking at you like you’re the only person in the world.
“I’m doing well,” you reply, your smile faltering under his heavy gaze.
He hums again, eyes dipping to your lips. That same maddening hum that sets your nerves alight.
“You must be wondering why I asked for you tonight,” he says, leaning forward slightly. “I wanted us to get better acquainted. You’ve caught my attention, angel. I find you… intriguing.”
“But you don’t know me,” you counter quickly, heart racing.
“I know more than you think,” he says, eyes narrowing playfully. “You studied at the Casterly Rock Institute for Journalism. Top of your class, until your grades dropped in your final year because you were taking care of your ailing aunt. That says more about you than any degree.”
He continues, “You’re an only child. Estranged from your parents, especially your mother, after she remarried. You’ve moved city to city since, keeping your distance. Avoiding attachments, especially romantic ones.”
You freeze, his words hitting too close to home. There’s an amused lilt to his voice at the end, and you desperately want to respond with a defensive retort, but you hold your tongue. You like your job after all. He’s the President. One call and he could have you right back in the unemployment pool.
“Am I correct?” His lips curl into a knowing smirk.
You manage a small nod. Damn him.
“How do you know all this?” you ask quietly, stunned. You wonder if there are hidden cue cards somewhere in the room, informing him of the details of your relatively uneventful life. There is no way he actually made the effort to memorise all these details about you. But then again, he is the Commander-in-Chief of the country. He must have trained himself to know everything about everyone. You’re not special – just another face in his immediate vicinity.
“I make it my business to know people,” he replies smoothly. “Especially those who interest me.”
He reaches out to take your hand, pulling you gently to stand before him as he perches on the edge of his desk. The proximity is intoxicating. “And you, angel, have caught my eye. You’re the object of my desire. Can you say the same of me?”
His words leave you breathless, the floor slipping from under you. You’re no better than the others, drawn into his orbit. “I’d be an idiot not to find you attractive, Aemond.”
He smirks. “I adore the way you say my name.”
“There’s nothing special about the way I say it.”
“There is,” he insists, his voice low and rough as his hand moves to smooth a stray hair from your face. “You’re so fucking beautiful, angel.” His expletive takes you aback, so unbecoming of someone of his status.
“I’m not a fool,” you shoot back, forcing yourself to remain steady. “I’ve heard about your... doings.”
“My doings?” He raises an eyebrow, amused.
“You’re married obviously,” you say bluntly. “And you’ve had affairs. Women like Alys Rivers, Lara Lannister…”
He doesn’t flinch. “I’ve had lovers, yes, but my marriage is... loveless. Floris and I, we’ve always been an arrangement for political convenience.”
“That doesn’t justify anything.”
He steps closer, his eyes darkening. “I’m trapped. I can’t leave her. It would destroy my reputation. But she has her own lovers too.”
“And so you feel entitled to have yours?”
He breathes deeply, gaze unwavering. “Not just anyone. I want you, angel. Only you.”
You feel yourself dangerously close to giving in, especially when his gaze drops to your lips and he shamelessly licks his own. Desperate to stay composed, you ask, “Am I just another lover to add to your collection? I may be a lowly journalist compared to you, Mister President, but I have a reputation to protect too.”
“I know this, angel,” he whispers, his voice softer now, yet drawing closer with every word. “I’ll protect you.”
“Did you protect Alys? Or Lara? Or the others?” you challenge, though your voice falters.
“They orchestrated their own downfall,” he says coolly, his expression unreadable. “They used me for power. That was out of my hands.”
Oh. His words momentarily rattle your resolve, but you shake your head, trying to pull yourself out of the spell he’s weaving over you. “No, this is wrong,” you murmur, the words weak on your tongue. But his warm breath fans your face, luring you into the same madness he claims to feel.
“Is this wrong?” he whispers, his lips grazing yours – featherlike, teasing, barely there. Then, as if something shifts within him, he kisses you again, harder this time, his mouth pressing hungrily against yours. His tongue traces the curve of your bottom lip, sending a rush of heat through your body as you teeter on the edge of reason.
You cave, for a few seconds, letting your lips dance with his own in a battle for dominance. You elicit a growl out of him, and he picks you up and swaps your bodies so that you are perched atop his desk.
“Gods,” he purrs, against the heat of your neck. “Sweeter than I imagined. You’re a fucking angel.” His gaze is arresting as his hands slide from your ankles to the hem of your dress, lifting it higher and higher until your moist panties are exposed to the cool air.
You collect yourself as if hit by a dizzying wave of whiplash, pushing him away with a sharp shove. “Stop – wait, Mister Pres – Aemond…”
He stumbles, lips swollen and slick, his good eye darkened, pupil blown wide. “Right, sorry…” His breath comes heavy as he averts his gaze, and you smooth your dress down, feeling the weight of the moment between you. He straightens, his posture stiffening as if suddenly remembering who he is. “I didn’t mean to push you, angel.”
“You didn’t –”
“It was wrong of me to –”
“Aemond,” you cut in softly, your hand slipping between you to squeeze his in reassurance. “It’s okay. I wanted it too.”
A genuine smile blooms on his lips, innocent and sweet, but it fades just as quickly at your next words. “But this can’t happen again. We can’t happen.”
"Why not?" His voice is low, measured, but there’s an edge to it. "Why can’t we? You say you wanted it too."
“We both know why,” you murmur, your voice trembling despite your best efforts. You turn to leave, but hesitate just long enough to say, “Goodbye, Mister President.”
“Angel,” he calls softly, and it’s the only word he offers.
As you step out of his suite, the door closing behind you with a quiet finality, a thought begins to take root, unsettling in its persistence – he never actually said goodbye.
And deep down, you know this isn’t over. Something stirs in your chest, an uneasy certainty - while this is the first of these kinds of encounters, it won’t be the last.
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#good omens#good omens 2#good omens fanart#crowley#this was based on that one post on the official good omens twt haha#illustration#digital art#louloudraws#i need everyone to understand how hard it was for me to write businesses my brain was not having it#crowley fanart#bildad the shuhite
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'i miss him a lot'
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#hades#hades 2#spoilers#drawn before official art release so i just. did my best based on his sprite#charon#c:00#my art#charmes#he just wants his business partner back bro#and if he also misses his fast little thief of a husband then thats his business
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Wuthering Waves has taken over all of my free time recently, so here's a sketch of Scar!Ren I originally shared in da 14DWY Discord!!
#14 days with you#to be tagged later#Sometimes a team is just Sephiroth; some random flower girl; and a dragoon from FFXIV#Like....... Look me in my eyes and tell me that one of Jiyan's abilities isn't just stardiver /silly#Anyways!! Sharing dis on my main only because it's just a sketch and doesn't feel ''official'' enough for da 14DWY blog#If I come back to this piece + retouch/put more effort into it maybe I'll reupload it there instead#But ya!! Any inconsistencies in Scar's outfit is because I was too busy staring at Taoqi <3#There was also absolutely no rhyme or reason as to why I drew Ren as Scar specifically too—#—Other than the fact that he WOULD rock da onigiri strip (RIP T_T) /ij /silly#Plus I was going to draw [REDACTED] as (WUWA SPOILERS AHEAD!!!!!!!) Geshu but?? Babes I don't think the timeline works out??#I really saw the marks in the same spot and was like “oh!! they're the same person :3” LIKE GIRL NO?? This is what happens when you skip cs#Geshu is still my number 1 next to Taoqi though (in terms of design) <3 I have a type teehee#Mayhaps I will draw [REDACTED] after all...... (It's currently 3pm and I'm nowhere near my tablet)#Also also!! A treat for those who've read this far: Day 3.5 will be made public very soon!! It's pride month n I wanna celebrate—#—With everyone's fave demi/pansexual enby (who sometimes does a bit of stalking) (as a treat) (he's a yandere)#Violet's birthday is also June 10!! Early birthday gift!! Yippeee!!#Ok I'll shuddup now <3
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For Feng Xin week, day 5: Xianle War!
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Fabian Seacaster, Maximum Legend that you are
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I am aware I said i wasnt gonna post my zelda 2.0 redesigns until i finished them all, but considering these have been sitting for nearly a year at this point (and may have been mucked by the new game coming out soon but who knows) I figured I might as well start sharing them.
But yes Links are included this round, some have funny pages, I promise i’m using the magazine/game manual pink dress zelda, just probably not where you’re thinking
#tloz#princess zelda#link#the legend of zelda (1986)#the legend of zelda#zelda II adventure of link#art#my art#redesigns#loz redesigns round 2#These designs like their previous versions are more based on the sprites#I’ve decided the Zelda from the first game has become the queen by the second#i think it helps with the same name confusion and also i think it better explains why shes busy/not around in the second game#I gave her sortve princess di vibes in her older design in the memes page#also gave queen z more of that color shifting vibe but still left the red to be princess z’s color#id like to think after everythings resolved link becomes a bit of a tour guide/guard for princess z as she gets used to the new era#link ended up with the pearl necklace instead of the girls this round#based on some of the official art which is probably meant to be a chain but girlboss#purple girl is just random villager sprite reimagined from z2
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It’s too late to point the finger now. Vi returns in the final season of #Arcane, this November on Netflix. | source | 4000 x 4969 upscale
#arcane#arcane vi#vi arcane#arcane season 2#arcane season 2 spoilers#arcane season 2 official art#arcane poster#arcane s2#lil late cuz ive been pretty busy but yeah enjoy yall
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Aeons
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PSA to printed zine makers
As a 37 year old who's been running a sole proprietorship for the last 10+ years, I just want everyone who is planning to run a fandom project that involves accepting money for printing & shipping costs to know that you're actually running a small business and you need to plan for taxes. It doesn't matter if you don't make any profit: that is business income and the IRS will see it as such if you get audited.
If you only take enough money in to cover the cost of printing & shipping then you can write that off as a business expense and probably not pay taxes on it, But in order for that to fly you actually have to do business accounting, especially if you're doing it at scale. Like, you can probably skate by without reporting a $500 project; I absolutely would not fucking risk it with a $5000 project.
Back when I was producing shows there were years when I was where I made $20k in ticket sales only to turn around and immediately pay $18k to my performers. I only made $2k for myself, but I had to report the entire $20k, because it was ALL INCOME. (I only paid taxes on the $2000, because that's how writing off expenses works!)
Yeah this is boring grownup shit and I'm getting my boring grownup fingers all over your fun fandom, but boring grownups doing boring grownup things are the reason fandom spaces exist at all (paying for servers is deeply boring), and I'm way more fun than an audit
#don't find this out the hard way#get a small business license if you want to do it more than once#small business taxes are annoying#but getting audited is way worse#this advice is US-centric but the gist applies in other countries too#fandom#zines#also have contracts#if money is changing hands you gotta make that shit official
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you’d think after 800 years he’d learn his lesson about taking afternoon naps. / prev comic / follow for more sleepy xie lian
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them ❤️
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