#age gap rhaenicent

[the-heartlines]

age gap rhaenicent feat. older jealous rhaenyra with her new young queen and stepmother

“Just because you are my father’s new wife, does not mean you’ll ever be my queen!” Rhaenyra cried, sounding young, insipid, jealous, tears pooling in her eyes. “Or my mother, Lady Hightower!”

The young girl, Lady Hightower, remained calm, staring at Rhaenyra with her big brown eyes, saying nothing.

She was too polite, too proper to speak to a princess as her new stepdaughter was speaking to the newest queen. 

It made Rhaenyra shudder with anger, with sheer sadness that her father had chosen someone more than a decade younger than her. 

Almost young enough to be her own daughter.

But Alicent Hightower was far more level headed than Rhaenyra, being her own father’s puppet on a string; one that the hand of the king successfully replaced with her dead mother, when her mother’s blood still stained the place where Alicent slept.

The thought made her skin prickle with rage, the dragoness awakening.

“I will never accept you as more than my father’s whore.” Rhaenyra spat, growling low in her throat, thinking about this pretty, pious girl spreading her legs for a man twice her age. 

Alicent’s pink lips parted as if she was going to speak, but then she closed them, flaring her nostrils instead.

Rhaenyra’s heart and veins were pulsating, roaring with a river of blood.

Good, let her be angry with me. I want her to know how much I despise her.

“What is it, stepmother? Do you have nothing to say to me? Spit it out.” Rhaenyra looked at the young girl’s plump lips again, wondering if her father made her cry, scream when he fucked her the first time, tearing through and taking her maidenhead for himself. 

She also wondered if those cries, the screams of pain, were now ones of pleasure. If her father’s new queen, her perfect  and pristine stepmother moaned like a wanton whore whenever he fucked her.

Rhaenyra pictured Alicent in the throws of passion, lust, pleasure, her lovely figure writhing on the bed. 

She would be so small, vulnerable, even below me.

The thought blinds Rhaenyra with want, desire and before she knows it she’s striding towards her new stepmother, crashing her lips to hers in a passionate kiss. 

Alicent finally utters a noise, a shocked gasp, one of delight, before she’s moaning into her stepdaughter’s mouth, already drunk after one taste.

Rhaenyra’s lips are brutal and demanding, her kiss frenzied as she wraps her arms around Alicent, pulling her small chest close to her heavy breasts. 

Rhaenyra has never kissed anyone so delicate, so soft, like this; with teeth and tongue, saliva and salty tears—pouring all her hurt, her grief, her suffering into the young queen’s mouth, letting her intense emotions empty down her throat. 

“Princess,” a sweet voice moans. low and so so prettily, but it snaps Rhaenyra back to reality, pulling away from her suddenly, and Alicent tries to follow, fall back upon her lips, back into her stepdaughter’s arms, but Rhaenyra keeps her once again at arm’s length, angry with herself.  

Angry with how she let this girl burrow her way into the very flesh, flesh that’s feverish and needy, wanton and desperate for affection, for touch.

She grips her fists around Alicent’s arms, pressing her now swollen, bitten lips together in a harsh line. Lips that mirror her stepmother’s that are even plusher, pinker, now that Rhaenyra has tasted them, tasted her.

“Princess?” The queen questions, worry outlining her wide eyes, blown almost obsidian brown.

Rhaenyra takes a deep breath in and out through her nose, because she can smell her cunt. 

How wet and ripe and sweet—earthy and woodsy, full of spice.

Alicent’s presence is all consuming, her scent too much for Rhaenyra to bear, so she loosens her grip around her stepmother and flees from her, running away, leaves her with her finger marks lingering, bruised into her young flesh.

Princess echoes behind her, louder, more hoarse this time, but Rhaenyra’s feet take her far from the hurt in Alicent’s voice, not  ready to face the feelings that threaten to open like a gaping wound. The emotions that pour from her like blood, because the Lady Hightower is like a dagger, digging into Rhaenyra’s flesh, slicing her soul open, to be naked, vulnerable. 

And around her new mother, her new queen, Rhaenyra feels the most vulnerable, the most naked. And most of all she longs to feel that way, craves it from the girl she so despises, who has stolen everything from her. 

The girl who she cannot hate, because Rhaenyra sees too much of herself in her, reflected in her pretty brown eyes.

[sadlittlecountess]

save me reverse age gap rhaenicent! save me!

[shortnotsweet]

Rhaenyra’s relationship with her stepmother Alicent was complicated, as some days it was filled with hostility, and others…

…it was more than fond. It was baffling to the Court, to the King, and most of all, to themselves.

[15-lizards]

Save me book version of Rhaenicent save me…

[misstressviole]

The age gap Rhaenicent edits will send me to an early grave

[alicentsgf]

“no one whos read the book could EVER like rhaenicent *blah blah* age gap *blah blah* hate each other *blah blah* she called rhaenyra a whore”

well PERSONALLY I choose to believe they Fucked in the book. and you can’t say that I’m wrong. maybe maester gyldayn was just a pussy who refused to include the many accounts of their toxic lesbian love trysts??? can’t say it didn’t happen 🤷‍♀️

[shiftingofgears]

new fic!!

friends guess who is writing a follow up for their reverse age gap rhaenicent fanfic based on the great tournament of 111 AC 🥸🥸

[allyriadayne]

speaking of the grrm can't math problem...... so it was in the second edition of agot in 1998 where grrm finally corrected the math of the targ family tree by making viserys ii, aegon iii's brother instead of his fourth child. ok so i went to look at my edition of agot and guess what!!! it had viserys as aegon's son!!! my edition (in spanish) was adapted from the first edition from spain, translated from this first "incorrect" english edition :o

[dulcewrites]

Honestly if was a writer for the show and fmo actually played out there, I’d make fmo reader and alys get the rhaenicent treatment. I’d be the miguel sapochnik to their story

[the-heartlines]

age gap modern rhaenicent aesthetic {prim & proper stepmother + her bratty & grungy step daughter}

[sadlittlecountess]

I can’t stop thinking of older Rhaenyra and younger Alicent AU. the age gap au gives me heavy Mary Tudor and Catherine Howard vibes —- but the roles are reversed as in personalities.

[enby-axels]

all the hotd characters are so emotionally repressed my god. like there's obviously rhaenicent and laenor's *waves hand* entire situations, but there's also alicent's relationship with her children her beloved prison, otto's inability to say i love you to his daughter, daemon exploiting his niece bc he cant have his brother, rhaenyra channeling her trauma from her uncle into "misplaced emotions," criston and larys' interactions with alicent being informed by their respective shames, jace's complicated mixture of loyalty to his mother and anger at um well everything else, corlys using the battlefield to distract himself from his grief and finally reuniting with his wife only to once again have to put his grief aside. i just love watching fucked up fictional families with their messy relationships and politically inconvenient emotions and their tragic nobody-wins, everybody-loses endings

[hightowerist]

this is me coming out as an age gap rhaenicent enjoyer

[bismutting]

age gap rhaenicent anyone?

[coleoffduty]

controversially-canon-age-gap rhaenicent has finally made its way into the fandom and i'm loving every second of it

[tackletofset]

When people are swooning over ships of the most unhealthy dynamic which includes abuse, incest, gore, murder, age gap, and grooming such as Rhaenicent, Loustat, Daemyra, Lucemond, and the entire Targaryen ships, Wincest, Armastat, Jonsa, ThorKi, Darklina, even shipping Tony Stark with Peter Parker, shipping real life people and writing problematic fanfictions about them, etc etc etc. Everyone else: That's okay! You do you, friend!!

When we swoon over Sarcean & Anharion Everyone else: HOW DARE YOU!!!! THE AUDACITY!!!!!!!!!!!