briana. 20s. she/her. i am BLACK. this blog is primarily dedicated to house of the dragon and a world of ice and fire with a touch of other genre/fandom TV and movies. my main blog is neonoires.tumblr.com
content warnings: implied nightmare, a lil bit of crying, a whole lot of hurt/comfort, feelings ugh
no judgements i beg i have a soft spot for emotionally crippled emos. also i know this will flop but i had an idea and ran w it so iâm committed. and as always, reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated<3
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you roll over at the rasping voice in your doorway. âmmh.â
the door creaks as aegon pushes it closed behind him; steady footsteps advance on you as your body naturally unfolds to make room for his broadness. you feel his heat, the blankets lifting at the corner as he works his way into your side; you shuffle over in the king sized bed, already knowing what he desires.
he needles his way beneath your arm and sniffles. his bare torso is cold against your own warm skin.
âcome here,â you murmur, not wanting him to catch a chill. your arms instinctively wrap around his neck as you cradle his cheeks, all the while dotting tender kisses against his face, damp with tears. âwhat is it, hm?â he shakes his head, reaching to twirl the ends of your hair in his large fingers.
you sit up, propping yourself against the various pillows and coaxing him up into your arms.
his head lolls as he gazes up at you through blonde lashes, almost invisible until the sunlight catches them. your own hand travels up to brush stray strands of hair out of his face.
âwhat did you do to my guard?â you giggle. aegonâs brows knit until a deep crease forms in his porcelain skin. you smooth it with the pad of your thumb.
âi just⌠suggested he take a walk.â
âat two in the morning?â
a beat of silence follows. your smile slowly fades as his lips part to speak.
âdo you love me?â a question often asked; one often unanswered by the person he craved to hear it from the most.
âi do. more than anyone.â you pinch his chin, not meanly, just enough to encourage his eyes to yours in the dimly lit chambers. âi swear it.â
you press a sweet kiss to his lips, pushed into a gorgeous pout that makes you giddy with affection. âdo you love me?â you ask. a rebuttal.
he nods shakily; then again, firmer. âmore than anyone.â
âgood,â you say. his eyelids start to drop as he settles in your arms and presses his nose to your neck. you press lips to the top of his head as his cheek squishes against the juncture of your shoulder. his fierce grip around your waist borders on discomfort.
âgentle, aegon.â you murmur. he mumbles something indiscernible but loosens his hold nonetheless. his flaxen tresses fall around his face in a halo and soon his breathing evens and deepens. itâs not long before youâre exhausted as well.
I'm gatekeeping Tom Glynn-Carney not even as a green but because I've been following his film, stage, AND music career since 2017.
So if you're gonna make fun of greens gatekeeping TGC, just know I've been a fan of his for almost 6 years and watched y'all call him names all through the show only to suddenly start being into him. Just get my timeline correct!
Green actors like TGC signed up to play characters in a popular franchise. They are ACTORS they did not sign up to get verbally abused. People called him names and that is unacceptable.
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