was talking to @iorves last night on how rhāe spent his childhood along amidst the horrors — aerys was not yet The Mad King, he was even considered somewhat promising right at the start, but he still did the things he to rhaella, and rhāe was there to witness them or be in the radius of consequence. and then ... arthur dayne. then elia. then richard and jon and myles. then oberyn, doran, mellario, ashara, ellaria. a circle of loud, lively, messy people who — all in their own way —participated in his life and added wonder to his eyes by showing him it is not only cruelty and pain.
the Grief is big today.
~ and the Grief was big yesterday.
~ and the Grief was big the day before that and even the day before that.
~ and the Grief was big last week.
~ and the Grief was big the week before that.
this happens every august, so it’s no longer a surprise, just an “oh, you again?”
…but still. even though it’s expected, it doesn’t make the (metaphorical) waves of it feel any smaller.
i’ve heard grief is a form of love, and that’s why it sticks around so long. but damn, it’s a lot. and i do wish august could go back to being just august again.
bf!Aerion who spoils you with all kinds of gifts, but always expects gratitude in return— in form of physical affection, of course.
one day, after you leave his messages on read for hours, he gives you a plushie with a matching keychain of a cute green dragon. What you don't realize is that he hid an AirTag inside the keychain.
gf!Reader who’s entirely oblivious, believing it's a coincidence every time he magically bumps into her.
"I had no idea I'd run into you here!" you beam, genuinely thrilled to see him.
"Yeah, my dad asked me to grab a few things," he replies smoothly.
Wait, that's strange... doesn't his family have staff to do their grocery shopping?
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bf!Aerion who takes you to a wildly popular rooftop bar on a random night. It isn't nearly as crowded as usual—in fact, there's no one there except the two of you.
gf!Reader who’s completely captivated, having never seen such a breathtaking view. The radiant city lights glimmer beneath a calm, clear night sky, with a bright moon glowing above.
Beside you sits Aerion, unable to take his eyes off you while yours remain bound to the skyline. He had been wondering if you would like the surprise, but the awe written across your face is more than enough of an answer for him.
"How did you even manage to get us in here?" you asks, turning to him with a smile— even though deep down, you already know the answer. His family name alone opens doors everywhere you go.
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gf!Reader who has no idea how to handle Aerion— then again, nobody really can. Especially when he’s caught in a lie.
Tonight, you’re trying to confront him about a promise he made: that he wouldn't forget your anniversary this time, that he’d handle all the planning, and that all you needed to do was "look pretty and be ready on time."
You hadn't fully trusted him at first— he was notorious for making empty promises. But arriving at the hyper-exclusive dining spot he claimed to have booked weeks in advance changed your mind. You had even felt a pang of guilt for ever doubting him.
bf!Aerion who pulls the owner off to the side, leaning in to whisper in his ear. He's desperately trying to strike a deal on the spot to secure a prime table— throwing a quiet small fortune at the host just to cover up the fact that he completely forgot about your anniversary.
gf!Reader who uncovers his lie and confront shim quietly, desperate not to make a scene. But instead of offering a simple apology, Aerion instantly flips the narrative, gaslighting you until you feel like you're losing your mind.
"You’re sitting here in a five-star restaurant, drinking five-hundred-dollar champagne on my card, and you're playing the victim because I solved a problem in ten seconds? You're completely ruining a good night over nothing. Unbelievable."
bf!Aerion who maintains a punishing silence for the rest of the date, intentionally making you feel entirely responsible for ruining the evening by bringing up his lie. The heavy tension leaves you feeling sick to your stomach. When you finally break and apologize just to end the agonizing silence, he accepts it smugly— like a forgiving king granting mercy to a loyal subject.
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bf!Aerion and gf!Reader sneaking into Maekar’s private study for make-out sessions that quickly spiral into something far dirtier.
"My stupid little girl can’t think for herself," he breathes against your ear. You squirm helplessly in his lap, desperate for more, grinding your folds down against his length. He lets you use him, holding you steady as you rock your hips back and forth over his cock. The intoxicating scent lingering in the air makes you feel completely exposed— he’s wearing that signature cologne, the kind that drives you crazy.
"Please..." you gasp, practically bubbling over with desire, aching to be filled up.
You have no idea how much your desperation feeds his massive ego, or how much he's thriving on your frantic need.
"Be more precise, princess," he groans into the crook of your neck as you continue to ride him.
"I want you inside me," you whine into his shoulder, hiding your flush of shame against his skin.
"So eager," he rasps, his tone far more mocking than observant. Yet, he doesn't hesitate— freeing his shaft and positioning the head right at your entrance.
"Fuck, you look so pretty like this, princess."
and when you’ve broken up it’s a whole different story…
even though it isn’t
ex-bf!Aerion who pulls the most ridiculous stunts just to find a reason to see you again.
One evening, his name lights up your phone with a short text
I want my clothes back
I’ll pick them up by 7
What an excuse— he could easily re-buy every item ten times over with the money he has. Besides, it’s not as if you're holding a whole wardrobe hostage, just a couple of his hoodies and an old t-shirt.
But his plan works. He knocks on your door right at seven on the dot— and doesn't leave until hours later, long after bending you over the hard surface of your kitchen counter.
"Taking me so well," Aerion grunts, thrusting into you from behind at a punishing pace.
ex-gf!Reader who can’t help herself and arch into his touch, feeling touch deprived since your breakup.
"Like the little slut you are," he rasps and you can practically feel the smug grin in his voice against your skin— clenching around him everytime he murmurs another degrading insult.
I believe the shadow on the photo indicates they are the ones who died? Yesol and Ryujin are alive so they are in the light. However, I just noticed on the very right side there is another person? Who is also in the light? Is there another person from Ryujin's Nest who is still alive?
I rewatched You've Got Mail this past week. This story fits Alex and Henry so well? I'd love to read an au with them in this story. We've got the Fox, the small library, the love the 'charming' and the grief... The shop around the corner is so Henry coded. I think Alex could maybe work for Fox? And maybe it's owned by Phillip? Thinking stuff. I wish I could write fanfics but I want to read anything like this for first prince
I desire excellence, but not enough to pay its cost.
I doubt myself so much I fear I might never bloom. I heard yesterday that we all are intelligent, the difference amongst us all is that some people bloom late so they do not discover the light in us, the potentials we all have to be radicals.
I want to live and not regret it. I don't want to cry knowing I could have done better.
I want to be the best version of myself there is. Well, I can only try co, life is a first time experience for us all... No one really knows it all.
Oh well, this is inspired by the fear from realizing that I'm academically cooked plus a few other situations.
