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Last Christmas Chapter Three: Warm Eggnog

Summary: Last Christmas Alicent Hightower gave Rhaenyra Targaryen her heart, but the very next day everything fell apart. This year to save herself from tears, Alicent vows to avoid her at their family's Christmas vacation. She'll bear it for her children. It's only a week after all. With aggressive snowball fights, meddling in-laws, Christmas tree decorating, matching pajamas, and hanging mistletoe will Alicent keep her vow? Or will her heart be broken again?

Chapter Summary: But if you kissed me now, I know you'd fool me again

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Pairing: Alicent Hightower x Rhaenyra Targaryen

Warning: brief mention of infidelity, enemies with a history together, language, mentions of dead parents, Viserys bashing, heavily implied grooming, mild smut, Helaena is Autistic in this fic and it is briefly mentioned

Words: 3,887

Taglist: @lynnbeth5172 @martellspear @moonshine999 @mariahossain A/N: Tumblr is being horrendous rn and refuses to let me upload the full story too bad I'm stubborn af

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It had been more than a couple of years into their marriage. Jaehaera had given birth to their third child, a girl that she named Daena. "Do you love me?" Jaehaera had asked him. This caught him off guard. Whatever he had been thinking of was long gone. “What?” He said like a fool. “We’ve been married now for ten and two years. I’ve already given you two sons, your future heirs. Yet, you still accompany me wherever I go, you still invite me to your small council meetings, you still choose to eat with me, and you still choose to visit me…in the night.” A soft blushing crept onto his face. “Yes. I do.” “Why?” Aegon stared at his wife. He assumed it was obvious. Viserys was right, he was terrible with emotions. “Do you love me?” “I do.” He nodded. Jaehaera watched him, he couldn't tell what she was thinking. Her pale eyes observed him with thin lips, not curved neither upward nor downward. Her face was neutral in every sense of the word. “Oh.” Was all she said. Aegon stood there. Waiting. A minute of silence went by. “Is that it?” He inquired. “You wanted to know if I loved you? But you haven't said how you feel. Do you love me?” Her eyes widened slightly. Clearly, she wasn’t expecting the question. She opened her soft lips. “I do.” “When did you realize it?” He felt like a child asking but then again they were both children when they married. “Years ago. And you?” For a moment he allowed himself to smile. “Years ago.” He lowered his eyes in shame. “Why did we allow ourselves to live without ever speaking of these things? We are husband and wife after all.” Jaehaera took his hands in hers. “Because you and I are not like others. We don’t need to speak to understand each other, we love each other in silence. Our love doesn’t have to be a great song of passion and fury. We can have our quiet, gentle love all to ourselves. That’s how I prefer it anyway.” Aegon intertwined their fingers as he leaned in and kissed his Queen.

She would 100% ask him if he would still love her if she was a worm. Also, I wrote this at 1 AM

Night Talks

Angst and Spoilers for HOTD/Fire & Blood

The Kingswood gleamed under the moonlight. She could hear the gentle crickets in their nighttime ballad across the grass. The cool breeze passed by her bare feet as she trudged forward. She found him quickly enough. He sat beside a tree in front of the creak. Jaehaera was going to ask him about his odd midnight journey until she saw his shoulders shaking. A sound came out of his throat. It was deep and strangled. She said nothing. Instead grabbing onto one of the low-hanging tree branches, she set herself down beside him. He noticed her then. “Jaehaera.” He wiped his face. “I’m sorry did I wake you?” She shook her head. He sniffed, trying to pull himself together. “I’m sorry, you shouldn't see me like this. I’ll walk you back to the Keep.” “Aegon…” “Here let me help you.” “Aegon.” “Come on let me help you”, he insisted. Jaehaera stared at him. “Egg. Egg look at me.” Reluctantly he lifted his eyes. The usual violets had clear tears swimming in them. “You shouldn’t see me like this”, he whispered. “A king shouldn’t cry.” She reached out her hand, a silent invitation. He took it. “I just needed to be alone. It was becoming too much inside there.” “What happened?” She asked softly. The tears threatened to fall. “I had a nightmare. I remembered her…and what happened that day.” His free hand gripped his own hair. “It felt like I was a child again just standing there useless and helpless as I watched her burn. I couldn't breathe, I felt like I was dying by being in those walls where so much pain happened. I didn't want you to see me. I didn't want you to worry, especially with the baby.” Jaehaera rubbed her stomach. A small lump formed in her throat. “You worry me more by disappearing. I would understand, Egg.” “No.” He shook his head. “I couldn’t do anything. She died because I couldn't do anything.” Jaehaera tilted her head. “In that case, could I have saved my brother? If I had tried could I have stopped those men from killing Jaehaerys?” Aegon’s eyes widened at her. “No, Jaehaera, you shouldn't say that.” “I was a child, as were you. What could we have done? We were both left alone because of a terrible war. Something neither of us could have stopped. It was already left in the hands of the fates before we were even born.” Aegon sat beside her, his gaze was on the creak. “Then why can't I move on? I’m one of the last that was left alive yet I’m still as pathetic as I was then.” Jaehaera rubbed his hand with her thumb. “You are a good king but you are still just a man. A man who has a heart. I’m glad that the war didn’t take that away from you. We both know what it is like to be left broken. Mourn Egg. You are safe to mourn in front of me.” Aegon leaned against her. He wrapped his arms around her waist, careful to not put pressure on the child in her belly. She ran her fingers through his hair. They stayed there for a while.

Another one of my late-night pieces and I was feeling angsty

Memes Based on my Fic "A Targaryen Type of Madness" Part 3

Spoilers if you haven't read

Alicent *warns Rhaenyra that she could rage war and draw blood for her children* Rhaenyra *ignores her and makes a bad decision that impacts Alicent's children* Alicent *runs away with the intention of raging a war* Rhaenyra:

The Realm: The Hightowers are traitors!!!!!

The Hightowers’ genuine reaction:

Vhagar meeting Aemond for the first time:

How the kids see the consorts:

Otto when he found out Rhaenyra was in love with Alicent:

Lenora *close to breaking down in front of Syrax*: Syrax:

Rhaenyra: I love all my children equally Also Rhaenyra *gives Luke a precious family heirloom* Aemond literally six feet away:

I'm watching GOT for the first time and I’m not going to lie, everyone calling Jaime a Kingslayer as an insult is like okay and??? He did y'all a solid like I know for a fact nobody was Team Aerys so everyone here is fake af by pretending they weren't cheering when he dropped dead in front of the throne