hello my name is ani and i am excited to be here ! before i start, i would like to add a little disclaimer that i know little to nothing about got but i am tryING. anyhow below the cut you can find some information of my rendition of aegon ! if you would be interested in plotting with this absolute disaster hit me with a like or simply come invade my dms ♡
tw. substance abuse. death mention. drugs.
✦ ▓ AND WHO GOES THERE? oh, it’s just [ AEGON TARGARYEN ]. some say [ HIS ] resemblance to [ AVAN JOGIA ] is almost uncanny, but the [ TWENTY-FIVE ] year old has been in the capital for [ TWENTY-FIVE YEARS ]. many suspect that they are the notorious [ TORPEDO ] of the [ TARGARYEN ] family: perhaps that has made them [ CLANDESTINE ] && [ CALCULATING ] of late, when they used to be so [ DEVOTED ] && [ CHARMING ]. during the daylight hours, [ AEGON ] can be found working as a [ SOCIALITE ], but when night falls over king’s landing, they are best remembered listening to [ LOSIN CONTROL by RUSS ]. may the gods be with them in these dark streets.
𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙣𝙚. the statistics.
name. aegon targaryen.
age. twenty-five.
gender. cis-male.
pronouns. he/him.
orientation. bisexual, biromantic.
occupation. socialite & torpedo.
affiliation. targaryen.
𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙬𝙤. the story.
what more could you want?
his very existence was drowned in ornamental magic. a gilden cage, a throne composed of insufferable privilege. his father’s reign was harsh, but his mother’s love ever just.
abandonment drove the little boy away from his father and into his mother’s arms. his sister, his guardian, he would follow through the limelight and hide behind her shadow. he was but a little boy then, whom feared the man he was capable of becoming.
cursed was their lineage.
the gods flip a coin everytime a targaryen is born, to see if they are destined for madness or greatness.
oh how the little boy quivered before his fate. destiny called and he refused to answer. ever following the path created for him, falling into line as a good soldier did. never once questioning whether this was all there was to life.
though the prophecy loomed over him, a monster with sharpened claws ready to pounce. ready to eat him alive.
he felt wrong. it felt wrong. his life was a lie.
as the little boy slowly became a man he basked himself in the glory of his name. fame was far from a virtue, it was poison. slowly the darkness crept into his mind and the only way to survive it was to accept it. to let it consume him.
the prince had fallen. silencing the voices through substances, altering the world he lived in not by growing and doing good but rather by playing a dangerous game– always living in fear of falling into the abyss.
until he fell, and no rope was long enough to be his lifeline. no matter how much he scrambled for control he slipped further and further into the patterns of his forefathers.
a cursed little boy became a twisted and broken man, forever living in the grey.
𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 . the facts.
aegon was raised with a silver spoon, he has never had to worry about anything material in his life. due to this he often lacks compassion or even understanding of other perspectives and genuinely lives in his own privileged bubble.
for most of his life he’s been wary and afraid to do anything wrong. but ever since the scandal with his father he sort of fell off the rails? he has a small big narcotics and alcohol problem. he often hides behind this mask of simply being “the life of the party” because he doesn’t want people to see just how broken inside he really is. and somewhere along the way he lost himself, always seeking new thrills and adventures to quench his appetite for more.
this destructive pattern often got him into difficult situations. nevertheless, there are expectations he has to live up to as a targaryen and that includes pulling his weight in the family business.
but unlike his sister he was never brilliant, unlike his mother he was not wise, unlike his aunt he was no leader. he was crooked, and what he was good at was participating in illegal things. he made various connections of his own in the criminal underbelly of king’s landing and slowly but gradually he found his purpose in the role of a torpedo-- essentially he became an assassin.
to the public he is the “fallen prince” a mockery truly, drinking his life away and taking drugs in expensive vip areas. but he’s more cunning than that, he knows the image the world has of him and he uses it to seem useless. he uses it to mask his true life’s work i.e. getting his hands dirty so that the family syndicate may thrive.
and the more he lost himself in this work the more he lost the little boy he once was. sleepless nights plagued him, and the fact that he had ended various people’s lives was not something he could forget, no matter how much he tried. no matter how many drugs he took at the end of the day he was scum.
𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙧. the connections.
i. in another life. they were childhood friends, perhaps despite the odds of their reality etc. eventually as they grew up they were forced to grow apart and entirely lost touch with the other-- insert crying emoji, lost friendships :’ ( .
ii. lean on me. his job is hazardous and so are his baD HABITs (rip) the other doesn’t exactly know what is wrong with aegon but they want to be there for him. when he comes home battered and bruised they are there to patch him up. when he’s passed out in a random bar their’s is the number the owner knows to call to get him home. perhaps he doesn’t understand just how much he owes them yet, but we grow !
iii. silken sheets. he doesn’t understand love and his engagements usually don’t make it further than one night stands. this was such an incident and well, he wasn’t exactly a gentleman when he showed the other the door in the middle of the night, hold it against him, tell him he’s a piece of shit ! he deserves every bit of criticism !
iv. draped in red. they absolutely despise each other, i live for heated arguments and rolling their eyes at each other simply existing. give me enEMIES !!!
v. comrade. they are both torpedos for the targaryen syndicate and often have to work together. do they get along? do they not? up to us to figure out !
vi. others ! partner in crime, a good influence on him, someone he is a bad influence on, best friends, ride or die, they only get along when they’re intoxicated, rivals, skinny love, someone he’s protective over, someone that brings him food because they know he’s useless at taking care of himself and how long can you really live off of junk food deliveries?, you mess with my sister and i’ll hate you vibes, they don’t know each other by name but they see each other often and get along (would be amazing if they were from rival syndicate families ooooo romeo and juliet but could be platonic??), party buddies, flirtationships, etc.
these are just some ideas to get the plotting started, but please don’t be afraid to shoot any other ideas you may have at me ! ♡
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