#alikar

In Name Only

"Alicent understood her part in this scheme, her husband did not want a new wife, duty had forced his hand. Her father had forced hers, desperation and whatever scraps of courage she had led to her decision that night.

Now donned in the colors of royalty, fire & blood. Princess Alicent Targaryen was journeying to her new home, Summerhall. Where her husband and his children awaited.

Maekar only grunted softly, though his fingers threaded with hers that were sitting on his chest. Alicent was fond of his small gestures, like the way his thumb was presently brushing her knuckles. They looked at her husband and thought him cold with his grumbling and quick temper, but they did not know of his easy affections to his family. They never would.

"Shouldn't you be sleeping?" he asked instead, not answering her question.

"Helaena can't sleep," she told him. "Daeron wouldn't sleep."

"We should limit how often that hatchling could sleep with him," Maekar argued without heat. Alicent wasn't fooled one bit; he would relent as soon as Daeron demanded it. "Is Helaena well?"

"Her stomach hurts. It's her first moon blood. Mine was kind to me, at least. The next ones for the first year, not so much. You know how it is."

"No, I do not know how it is." He huffed. Mild amusement was clear in his eyes instead of the common discomfort among men when the woes of women were mentioned. He frowned as if remembering something. "Mother used to employ a midwife in her household. She mentioned that ginger tea helps."

Alicent hummed. "I'll make sure to inform a maid." She pressed herself closer to his side. "Come to bed. Your brother and Rhaenyra will be here early for sure."

Her good-brother and Rhaenyra (her now good-sister by marriage as well) would be coming with their children for their cousin's nameday. Aemond would be three-and-ten by the end of the moon, in the cusp of manhood himself, and already a deft hand with a sword and rode well. He would be a proper knight, Alicent was certain, and even Maekar, a stern hand to the training of arms of their sons, had that shine of pride in his eyes.

"If they decided not to come on dragonback, then they're not in a hurry to arrive," Maekar reasoned. "And Rhaenyra is pregnant again. They're insufferably slow when she is."

Alicent could not help the unlady-like snort that escaped her. Rhaenyra had told her before of her inexplicable desire to smell every flower they had passed by when she had been carrying Valarr, while with Jaeherys there had been a want to taste the salt of the sea in her tongue. Baelor had been most patient with her every time, she had said. She was even more grateful for it when she had once wanted to feel the Dornish sand in between her toes... three days after they had returned from Dorne to visit her good-mother.

"I am not arguing against it," Alicent said eventually. "But I'd rather you come to bed. With me."

Maekar spent another lingering glance toward the dark horizon and sighed before complying. "Very well."

She considered him for a moment. "You know," she began, "I am bound for the sept on the morrow. You can come with me." She squeezed the hand that was yet to let her go. "You need not pray. Lighting some candles will do."

There were times when she thought she knew and understood his wistfulness. He never spoke of it, and a part of her wondered if it was to spare her from the hurt that the knowing would bring.

Maekar only nodded shallowly, gripping her hand back just as tight. "I'll be there."

note: I haven't edited in YEARS. It took me hours! But I'm glad to know I haven't completely lost my touch yet. I struggled with the coloring and got a bit stressed, but anything to give you guys some visualss.

I hope to keep using this platform, even though... I'm so clumsy. 😭

it will hurt (you know this)

alicent hightower x maekar targaryen / alicent hightower x baelor breakspear targaryen explicit. 2k words.

summary:

Had Baelor been a lesser man, Alicent would feel half as guilty indulging in this aberrant want. But alas, Baelor is a good man. Maekar knows this well.

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Finally finished!!! Lyric Comic for Alina and Karin using Madame Macabres song "Slightly Off" the full song feels more Alina To Karin but that version would just be depressing

As relieved as I am to get to delete this game off my phone these two and their relationship have become big comfort characters to me bc damn Same Hat y'all. But it's hard to find content that isnt romantic and ignoring their issues or Alina bashing and exacerbating them. Wanted to produce some content that had Karin finally standing up for herself but that was still a benefit for Alina???

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