Daemon Targaryen Gives Me Class Clown Vibes And I Don't Like It

Daemon Targaryen gives me class clown vibes and I don't like it 💀

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Thanks so much hope the same for you💕💕🥰

I love the contrasts in chapters in Underneath the Veil of Hatred

Younger Alicent and Rhaenyra-

Alicent internally: She’s just using me to have heirs she doesn't even like me😒

Rhaenyra: Why doesn’t Alicent love me?!?!😭

Older Alicent and Rhaenyra-

Rhaenyra (all the rizz in the world): Sup babes 😏

Alicent: Omg Rhaenyra not here 😳

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Aw thank you @snowblack-charcoalwhite 💕💕

As a writer, I tend to be very critical of my own work but every once in a while I’ll write one sentence or paragraph that leaves me wondering like... It was me??? I wrote this??? This work of art??? I'm a good writer???

One of my favorite moments from my fic “A Targaryen Type of Madness” is Alicent meeting Vhagar face to face:

Alicent turned to the massive dragon. Her scales seemed to be decaying and she wore scars all over her body. Her eyes seemed as though they had no pupil, just a yellow abyss. Her teeth were long and went along the entirety of her huge mouth.

“Mother, don’t be scared”, Aemond reassured. “Vhagar can carry us both.”

Alicent nervously approached the creature. The closer she got, the larger Vhagar became. Her hand was trembling as it went to grab the rope ladder attached to Vhagar.     

“Lykiri, Vhagar, Lykiri”, Aemond said from above.

Alicent was confused as to why he was saying this until from the corner of her eye she saw Vhagar had turned her neck and was staring at her.

I love writing that giant grandma. The rest of the fic is on AO3