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i've had to neglect this account because social media (which this app can feel like with all the admin changes that have been happening) is without a doubt bad for me and not only capable of toxicity but overall just not somewhere that i want to overwhelm myself with, i found myself finding it difficult to keep away from it when it is not healthy to not be able to stop yourself. around the same few months that i stopped posting regularly, i had to say goodbye to people that i used to consider myself close with and realised i was not. saying goodbye to people is never easy whether you saw it coming or not, whether you dislike or still like them and realising that i was surrounding myself with people that quite frankly weren't good for me was difficult. part of my autism is that i struggle discerning between being friends and someone being friendly so i mostly isolated myself from everyone altogether in bursts (thank you to those who stayed by me). since the past months i've made more real friends who care about me. i know that this isn't something that you guys following me will likely read or care about but this is first and foremost a blog which i think i will take more liberties with if i am going to start using this account again. a lot of time has passed and i'd like to consider myself someone who no longer lives to please other people and other people only or prioritise hoping someone will change. this year has really helped me grow up and mature and honestly i needed that break and maybe i still do so i'm gonna pace myself. of course it is not only tumblr and social media and broken friendships that have made me go offline but privacy is important to me. if anyone has been reading this, take care of yourself. you are a beautiful person. you are allowed to make mistakes. you are allowed to misjudge people. you can let go of people. you can let go of your hurt and if you ever need someone to listen, my inbox is open even when my messages aren't i will always communicate privately if you need someone to talk to just let me know🫶i will always communicate privately if you need someone to talk to just let me know
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Hidden behind the gardenias (Alicent Hightower x Reader)
synopsis: On a warm day Alicent and you spend some time shielded away from everyone´s eyes.
warnings: period typical homophobia, fluff and smut, thigh riding, afab reader
word count: 2k
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Dividers by me
It was a beautiful summer day, that had driven Alicent and you outside to the gardens. The two you had gotten a blanket and a basket of sweets from the kitchen and snuck into a place of the gardens that hid your forms behind tall bushes and trees. Your head laid comfortably in her lap as you feed each other the pastries and laughed about some gossip or another that you had heard around court. Yet Alicent can't keep her mind from wandering. Just like her gaze it always wanders back to your lips and as the sound of your laugh sounds through your secret hide out, thoughts about the forbidden demand her attention. By the seven she usually would know better than to be tempted into sin so easily, but her heart longs to feel the touch of your lips on hers. Her heart keeps whispering that it would be worth it, so she knows that the only way to truly know is to take the risk, she brings her face closer to yours, looking at your lips. May the seven condemn her.
At the same time your lips part slightly in unspoken curiosity of what she was planning. Eyes searching, in hopes to find even the slightest give away to what led her to those actions in Alicent's face. Your gaze on its own is enough of an encouragement for the youngest Hightower. She looks at your lips for a few seconds, taking in the sight and feeling how her heart beats faster with every second. A light blush tints her pale cheeks and then her lips barely touch yours for only a moment, but it is long enough to get a taste that lingers on both your lips. Alicent pulls away feeling breathless, with a smile that slowly forms in her face, waiting for your reaction, nervous yet expectant.
Instantly your cheeks begin to burn as you lift your head from her lap. Your heart beats uncontrollably, threatening to break free from the excitement and giddiness buzzing through your veins.
"Now how did I deserve that, my lady?" I say in the end with a breathy voice and small smile as my whole body begins to tingle.
Alicent's ears become pinker with the sound of your voice, feeling even more embarrassed for her bold move, she feels the excitement and thrill, feeling her heart beat more and more. Her smile grows as she replies, keeping her gaze on yours, the adrenaline and butterflies in her stomach making her want to do it again, if only for another taste.
"Did you not like it?"
"On the contrary." You begin to play with her fingers, kissing the tip of each one of them. “In fact, I believe this is the most excited I have ever felt in my life after receiving someone's affection."
And there is no truer statement. The thought of being with her was the first time you felt comfortable with the thought of courting. If only you were allowed to actually do so openly.
"Is that truly so?" she asks softly, a gasp of surprise in the undertone of her voice. The way her eyes lay on your lips caressing her, it seems as if she was trying to read the deepest part of your soul. On her arms a layer of goosebump became visible when she shivered.
"It is." You look at Alicent through your eyelashes.
The longer the two of you stay like this, the more you grow glad for this special spot in the gardens, for hiding you from prying eyes. It simply allowed two young women to express their affections without having to fear repercussions. Alicent can't help but blush deeper at your words, feeling the heat in her cheeks and her chest, she feels as if she is going to pass out. With every second of this encounter, she wants more.
"Will you allow me to taste your lips one more time?" She requests in a raspy voice, her lips now getting close to yours again.
With stopping motions you inch towards each other, until you feel her sweet lips on yours once more. This time for a longer moment. When you part you can´t hold back but whisper the first thought that comes to your mind.
"I wish we could run away together. To the free cities or the land beyond. Just anywhere but here."
Alicent's breath is noticeably taken away by your confession. The thought runs in her mind as well, if there only could be a way to escape from the responsibilities they have and leave these lands for a better and freer one. But reality sets in all too soon, and she responds with great tenderness and affection.
"Unfortunately, our paths and obligations keep us tied to this place, but you have made me dream this dream as well."
"I know. I simply wish I could be free to love you. As long as we are here, we will have to hide. They will never accept us." I sigh deeply.
"You are right, but simply because we cannot change our fate, does not mean I cannot let my skin learn to feel your touch and kisses." With that she runs a finger lightly down your neck and across your lower jaw.
She would not let the social conventions or the faith ruin this for her. For both of you. This feeling was too good to keep it locked away. A shaky breath flutters from your lungs at the gentleness of the touch. It feels like your heart is about to jump out of your chest.
Speechless you nuzzle your face against hers. Your forehead and nose rest comfortably against Alicent's warm cheek as one of your hands comes up to play with her hair. The other tracing a finger over her facial features. Desperate to feel her skin.
"You have such tender hands..."
"You must have been made by the gods. For you are simply perfect." I whisper against her lips. This time the kiss is less hesitant, though it is still chaste. “The sweetest sin to have ever tempted me.”
"Sweetest sin? Have I corrupted you then?" Alicent chuckles.
"I believe you have. Now you better come and save me from the threat of the seven hells." You tease her back with a smile.
You have never felt this giddy and don't know where to put this energy that tingles all through you.
Your hands cup her cheeks, as you begin to place kisses all over her face.
Alicent´s hands wander to your waist to keep you steady, wishing to keep you close as she feels the warmth of your hands on her face, but in the end the two of you topple over. Falling side by side into the soft grass, giggling.
"I would do anything to save you from that fate." She says softly, her hands now going from your waist to your hips.
It becomes physically impossible to keep your lips away from hers any longer, though this time you don't go to kiss her immediately. Instead, you let the tip of your tongue flick out experimentally and a bit ungainly to tease her lower lip. The sugary taste from earlier treats still lingers on the rosy skin.
Instantly Alicent´s lips part and her tongue coyly meet yours, the feelings she is experiencing now, her entire body trembles at the action and she can't help but giggle softly, the touch, the action, everything feels so good. The young woman´s hands run over the fabric of the dress, from your hips to your back, where the rub small circles as they pull you closer to her, even though there was barely any air left between the two of you already.
Her eyes look at you full of desire and joy, suddenly heating up the last bit of air that has been left. Tasting it, the two of you explore each other's mouths in a deep, mutually clumsy kiss. The both of you lay on your sides, taking in the divine sight that is the other’s relaxed face.
“I would follow you anywhere.” It's a promise that you would mean until the last breath left your body.
“Anywhere?” Is the almost unbelieving answer you get.
"No matter where you want me to be, I'll be there. Your presence could make even the deepest hell seem like the highest of heavens.”
Suddenly the air around you grows even thicker. You are so close to each other and Alicent smells even sweeter than the flowers around you. So, you can´t resist but to hold her tighter to your body and slipping one of your legs between hers. The moment of possessiveness behind it is welcome, though it also fires the change in mood between you.
“Then I wish for you to never leave my side.” Alicent's breath fans over your neck.
“As if I could ever resist you…” you murmur back.
You are locked into each other's gazes so much that you only realize that you were moving closer, when you meet in another kiss. Lips locking, hands growing more frantic with every moment, both of your bodies demanding more yet never getting enough.
Your breathing grows heavier the longer you go on and soft whines can be heard from Alicent. So wrapped up in the moment, neither of you realize at first, that you had begun to move your cores against the other's thigh. Little shocks of delicate pleasure running up your spines and etching into your faces from the stimulation of your sensitive pearls. When you do, your hands hold onto Alicent's hips, guiding her every move, while the brunette's lips graze your jawline and neck.
“Is this alright?” You whisper into her ear as one of your hands sneaks up to cup one of her breasts over the dress.
Alicent's mouth opens ever so slightly at the new sensation.
“Yes, please keep going.” She hums with the hints of oncoming ecstasy coloring the tone of her voice.
The fluttering sensation of an impending release begins to settle in the pit of your stomach, tickling and tingling all over your skin and quickly forming a tight knot. Alicent´s actions make it wound tighter fast, however. Her body nestles against the curves of yours perfectly, like you were truly made for each other. Her hands cup your breasts exemplary, bringing divine pleasure by pinching and rolling the sensitive mounds between her gentle fingers, receiving the same treatment back from yours. The two if you pause for a moment when your hand comes to lay under the brunette’s chin making her look you in the eyes with those beautiful brown ones of hers.
Then when you move in for yet another brush of the lips, you move against each other with seemingly renewed vigour. Your companion is simply too irresistible with her kiss swollen lips and that utterly taken gaze in her wide eyes.
“You are so perfect.” You mutter against Alicent's lips.
“So are you.” She answers in the same way.
“I can't hold on any longer.” You warn her, promptly beginning to shake all over from the gentle force of your love making.
Your legs are trembling and you let out a garbled moan as you find your release, pussy clenching and spasming around nothing. Alicent follows you almost immediately, succumbing to the pleasure as she helps you ride out your high.
Her fingers run up your back, burying themselves between the strands of your hair to rest at and massage your scalp. If she would get her choice in life, the two of you would stay there forever. Intertwined with each other in your special spot in the garden.
“Promise me that you will never leave my side. I could not stand to be away from you.” Alicent whimpers with her hips snapping up instinctively in the aftermath of your time together.
“I swear to you, my lady Hightower. I have never once thought about leaving your side, but after the moment we have shared I pray for the gods to strike me down should the thought even so much as cross my mind.” You smile at her, brightly and happily to mirror the overwhelming feeling inside her at the plea. With you she would never have to wish for anything.
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The five times Aemond got your order wrong and the one time he got it right
TW: afab reader, fingering, general nsfw stuff
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On entering the small warm coffee shop, the aroma of freshly prepared coffee surrounded you. Golden rays of sunlight streamed in through the big windows highlighting the rough wooden tables and strange looking chairs. People were rushing in the place as it was morning yet your eyes were attracted to the handsome barista behind the counter. You saw on his nameplate he was called Aemond. Peculiar name, but you didn’t pay any kind to it, neither to his eyepatch.His look into your eyes would melt the coldest of people’s hearts.
“Good morning,” you said, trying so hard not to show that your cheeks were already getting a bit warmer when Aemond showed you his smile.
“Good morning,” he said with a flirty smile while leaning forward. “What can I get you today darling? Pumpkin spiced latte, iced coffee? You name it love.”
“Caramel latte with extra foam,” you said, your voice shaking just a little bit more than you had meant it to be.
“Extra foam? Sure,” Aemond answered with his pen darting around the cup’s top.
You jumped up from your chair when your name was called and quickly moved towards your drink only to become confused. The liquid that passed your lips was certainly not like a caramel latte but more similar to a simple cappuccino.
“Excuse me”, you called as you tried to get the attention of Aemond. He looked at you with a smile on his face.
"Is there a problem, princess?"
His word choice made it impossible for you not to feel the heat rise to your face. "This isn't a caramel latte."
Smiling, he came even nearer to you. “Hmmm? Are you sure about that? Maybe it’s just a caramel latte with an identity crisis.”
Still, you giggled with Aemond and he vowed to pour your drink for real this time. There was no doubt that your initial encounter with the charismatic barista had made a lasting impression on both of you.
The second time
The next day, you returned to the coffee shop, ready to give Aemond another chance. After all, everyone makes mistakes, right?
"Hey there," Aemond greeted with a sly grin. "Back for round two?"
You couldn't help but chuckle at his playful tone. "I'll have a vanilla latte this time, please."
"Vanilla latte coming right up, sunshine." Aemond scribbled down your order, his sapphire eye twinkling in the sunlight.
Once your drink was ready, you approached the counter, hoping that this time, you'd get exactly what you ordered. But as you took a sip, you realized that it was nothing like a vanilla latte; it tasted more like a chai latte.
Aemond noticed your quizzical expression and strutted over. "What's the verdict this time, sweetheart? Did I ace it?"
You chuckled, liking his attitude. "Well, it's not a vanilla latte, but it's delicious."
Aemond grinned, his cockiness still intact. "Close enough, right?"
You nodded, secretly enjoying this little caffeine-fueled dance with the charismatic barista. The tension between you two was undeniable.
The third time
A few days later, you found yourself standing in front of the coffee shop's counter again. Now ready to face Aemond’s often charming yet error-prone skills.
“How’s it going?” Aemond asks with a wink. “What will be your poison of the day?”
“Can I have a hazelnut mocha this time?” You replied.
“Easy enough,” Aemond scribbles it down on the cup and gets to work.
Once your drink was ready, you took a cautious sip. It wasn’t a hazelnut mocha or a mocha at all, it was actually just black coffee. A plain black coffee, nothing added, just the bitter taste of the coffee.
You chuckled as you approached Aemond. “You always find some way to surprise me. This is just black coffee!”
Aemond shrugged with a mischievous smile. “Who needs hazelnut when you can have the pure essence of coffee?”
Shaking your head in amusement, you appreciate the playful banter that came with ordering from Aemond.
The fourth time
The next week, you returned to the coffee shop, determined to challenge Aemond's skills once more. After all, this has become an unexpected yet endearing part of your daily routine.
"Hey there, Aemond," you greeted. "I'll have a toffee nut latte with whipped cream this time."
Aemond's eyes twinkled with mischief as he scribbled down your order. "Toffee nut latte with whipped cream, you got it."
When your drink was ready, you took a sip and realized it was not a toffee nut latte but a regular latte with no whipped cream.
You approached Aemond with an amused grin. "Aemond, this is just a regular latte."
Aemond feigned innocence, his eyes showing his mischievous side. "Oops, I must have confused toffee nut with 'plain old latte.' My bad."
You couldn't help but shake your head in amusement. Each incorrect order was becoming an endearing but weird tradition between the two of you.
The fifth time
By the fifth visit, you couldn't help but wonder if Aemond's mistakes were intentional or just an oddly timed coincidence. But you found yourself looking forward to each visit, not only for the caffeine fix but for the banter and charm Aemond provided.
"Good to see you back,” he greeted with a smirk. "What order can I mess up for you today princess? Is today the day you want a pumpkin spiced latte?"
You chuckled. "I'll have a peppermint mocha, please. No pumpkin spiced latte for me please."
Aemond wrote down your order and sent it along to the barista. As you received the drink, you discovered that it was not a peppermint mocha but a pumpkin spiced latte instead.
You sighed, though you couldn't help but smile. "Aemond, it's not a peppermint mocha."
Aemond leaned closer, his grin widening. "Oops, well can you blame me? Peppermint and pumpkin. Pretty similar. My bad."
You laughed, giving him a playful look. Despite the series of wrong orders, there was something endearing about Aemond's witty banter and charm. You found yourself looking forward to your daily visits to the coffee shop, if only to see what creative ‘mistake’ Aemond would make with your order.
Getting it right
A few weeks passed, and you were back at the coffee shop, hoping for a change of pace. You couldn't help but wonder if Aemond would ever get your order right.
"Hello, Aemond," you greeted with a playful smile. "I'll have a caramel latte with extra foam, just like I ordered on my first day."
Aemond scribbled your order, this time without any teasing or witty remarks..
When your name was called and you eagerly reached for your drink, your anticipation was met with a pleasant surprise. It was a caramel latte with extra foam, prepared exactly as you'd requested.
You looked at Aemond with a surprised smile. "Aemond, you actually got it right this time."
He grinned, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes. "It only took five tries, but I finally nailed it."
You couldn't help but laugh as you sipped your perfectly made caramel latte. Maybe it was Aemond's charming imperfections that had made you look forward to coming back each day.
“I’m actually impressed by it, I didn’t know it was possible.” You joked
“Well, I try my best for pretty people sometimes. Not often, but sometimes.”
That was all the confirmation you needed from him. “You think I’m pretty? I must admit I’ve always found you pretty as well.”
Aemond suddenly got an idea. It was bold but he was almost certain you’d be up for it. “Since I'm closing soon, how would you like to stay a bit longer? We could go to the back of the shop…”
“I’d say close the shop, pretty barista boy.”
With a quick motion, he flipped the sign on the door to read 'Closed' and turned back towards you with a predatory grin. "Alright then, let's go somewhere more private," he murmured, leading you towards the back room of the cafe where they could indulge in their desires without interruption.
“You’re pretty bold, Aemond. I like that about you”
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Aemond snickered faintly and wrapped an arm around your waist, drawing you near to him as he guided you through the dimly lit corridor towards the back room. Once inside, he shut the door behind you and pressed you against it, his lips hovering dangerously close to yours He traced his fingers lightly over your cheek before running them down to your neck, feeling the rapid pulse beneath your skin.
“Tell me the things you want to do with me, Aemond, I wish to hear it. ”
Aemond whispered into your ear, his breath sending shivers down your spine.
"I want to explore every inch of your body with my tongue and hands until you are quivering with pleasure," he growled, his voice low and rough," Then I want to take you to the edge and observe as you fall apart in ecstasy."
His hand slipped under your shirt, skimming over your bare skin before coming to rest on your breast, squeezing gently.
“What do you say? Are you willing to give yourself over to me fully?" Aemond grinned wickedly and bent down to capture your mouth in a fierce kiss, his tongue tangling with yours as he deepened the connection between you two. His other hand moved to unzip your jeans, sliding them down along with your panties, liberating your bare body from the cloth." Mmm, you are so beautiful," he muttered against your lips before running kisses down your throat and collarbone, leaving a trail of fire.
Aemond smirked devilishly and continued his exploration, his hands roaming over your body with expert accuracy, teasing and tormenting you with each touch. As he slid his fingers inside of you, he groaned deeply, feeling how soaking and ready you were for him." You are incredible," he whispered hoarsely," So responsive and eager to please." He thrust his fingers in and out of you, hitting that spot that made you moan loudly, making him grin wickedly.
“Look at you, so pathetic. So needy for me already, what do you say princess? Are you ready?”
Aemond being so flirtatious right off the bat wasn’t something I’d expect but I enjoyed it a lot! I really liked their lighthearted banter and how effortlessly cute their interactions were.
also, can’t help but admire a man who knows when to take matters into his own hands, so to speak 😏💕
