‍ ‍‍ ‍ 𝕭𝐑͟𝐈͟𝐆͟𝐇͟𝐓͟𝐅͟𝐋͟𝐀͟𝐌͟𝐄. ‍

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you should stop taking spices, dear sister.
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you accepted that trial father.
do not act like you could not
have said no.
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⠀⠀SHIPPING CALL.
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⸺ like if interested with a potential ship with aerion.
muse is bi. male lean.
18+ slow burn , dead dove allowed , multiship , oc friendly.
mutuals only, selective, if chem.

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⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⸺ 𝐬tarter call ⋆
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⠀⠀⠀⠀𝓛i͟k͟e͟ for a starter, with context
⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝓡e͟post for visibility .ᐟ
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⸺ LIKE FOR A MAIN INTERACTION.ᐟ
If you want my character to interact with yours definitely in any case. If you need to plot anything before, do not hesitate to come in my dms.
Mutuals only / mv and oc friendly.ᐟ

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what the fuck do you mean. (🤨)
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see? I am your most
sane child, I do not
run away, do not shave
my brother's hair and
certainly do not waste
my time with whores.
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this is a 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, at
least I do not drink
myself numb nor sleep
with ladies of the night.
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⠀⠀
daeron speaking about
hustlers with father will
never not be funny.

he is 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤 in the head.
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but I am no daeron. I do
not care about his 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬,
as if I shall be aware that
he speaks to you about
brothels.

why don't you ask that
hooker of a 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩? as you
suspect she might spend
time with her.
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father, why are you letting
that 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 spending time
with rhae?
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𝐼 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒶 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓇
𝐻𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓎
𝒜𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉
𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝓊𝑔𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒾𝓇𝓉
𝒲𝒽𝓎 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒹𝒾𝑔𝑔𝒾𝓃𝑔?
𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒹𝒾𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒷𝓊𝓇𝓎
𝐵𝑒𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝓅𝓊𝓁𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑒
𝐹𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉𝒽?

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he felt like a child again
in front of his mother,
he hated it relentlessly.
this feeling of 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬.

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frustrated, he looked away
again, almost wanting to
swat rhaenyra's hand away.
unfortunately, he lacked the
strength and willpower.

"milk of the poppy . . ."
he still didn't dare look
her in the eyes, his fingers
clenched as he bit the
inside of his cheek. ﹙...﹚

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his mother's words were
meant to be reassuring,
though they both
embarrassed and disturbed
him.

did he have a choice, after
all? he could barely move
from this bed.
all he could do was to wait
and the maesters to heal his
wounds.﹙...﹚

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ąӀӀ ʍҽղ ąɾҽ ƒօօӀʂ

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his fingers closed around
his brown curls, tugging
at them to force him to look at him.

"you look ugly like that, you know."

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brows furrowed as
he saw him throw himself
at his feet, arms
wrapping around one of
his legs.

"seven hells—"
he lowered himself to his
level, taking his head in
his hands.

"stop this nonsense;
it is ridiculous. I do not
see why I shall leave you.
I am your twin brother."﹙...﹚

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the prince watched his
twin brother completely
lose it without warning.

silence enveloped him as
he remained motionless.
he shouldn't count on him
for comfort; aerion wasn't
someone who knew
gentleness or tenderness.
especially not with his twin,
who was just as sick as he was.﹙...﹚

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︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖆 𝖋𝖔𝖔𝖑 𝖙𝖔 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖓𝖊.

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his right hand couldn't
help but gently grasp
his jaw, forcing him to
turn his face. 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞.

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when he was finished,
his fingers remained
anchored to a section
of the armour he had
reinforced.

"do you often have such
incompetent squires, cousin?"
a slight smirk played on
his lips, seeing that valarr
was no longer looking at him.﹙...﹚

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but it was more playful
than malicious.

the prince's fingers continued
to work on his armour,
sometimes lingering slowly
on certain parts, 𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦,
to prolong the moment.
he didn't know why, but
he wanted to.﹙...﹚

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aerion tugged on one
of the straps with
indescribable force
as valarr remarked,
ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑝
his lilac eyes met his
chromatic ones, and his
expression darkened,
as if to silence him.﹙...﹚

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do that to joffrey, instead.
are you finished?"
his arms were crossed
over his chest.

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⠀⠀
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the way jacaerys drifted
off into his thoughts
annoyed him. this wasn't
the first time he'd had
trouble tolerating
his rambling.

he was always the first to leave.

"if you are going to give me
monologues, I would rather
leave now. I am not here to
listen to you on forever. ﹙...﹚

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aerion frowned. he barely
understood what jacaerys
was implying.

"this conversation disgusts me."
his tone was more sassy
than genuinely disturbed,
wincing at the thought of
participating in his own twin's
strange games.﹙...﹚

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he is not even here,
you still can try 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.
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