I also choose this guy's dead prince

Mostly AKOTSK shitposting and Dunk x Baelor art. Same name on Ao3. 18+

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[motherrthing]

hate to be a horse girl here, but I have thoughts

i think a fun little detail in a fic would be if baelors war horse was a mare instead of a stallion. haters would sort of titter about it, like it implies something about his masculinity/sexuality, like oh baelor only prefers mares on the tourney field or whatever. (I have more on this but I'll talk about that later)

anyways, baelors not a horse girl like dunk, just because I feel like really loving your animals would be seen as sort of common (again I can say more about this if anyone is interested), but he definitely has a favorite and it's this mare.

the mare is like low key rank tho, like a fearsome war horse and all, but is just evil to deal with. like the squires and grooms live in fear of this animal, and nobody can ride it except baelor. but baelor won't hear anything bad about his girl, he's like this thing has carried me in a hundred battles she can bite the grooms if she wants, stay mad about it.

and where I think this could be fun in a fic is like imagine the whole gang getting ready for a battle (or a tourney), and dunks like saddling up thunder and he hears people being like "oh someone has to go get the wench for baelor" and they are talking like mad shit on his horse like she's willful and a pig, and nothing with a cunt should have that many opinions.

but Dunk doesn't know about the horse, so he thinks they're talking about a woman. and he's like first of all since when does baelor have a lover (he's definitely not jealous), and second I can't believe they talk about the princes girl like that, like that surely is not chill. but then baelor rocks up and he's like alright where's the bitch and Dunk is like I've never heard the prince talk about a woman that way and is like a little disappointed in baelor bc that's not chivalrous.

anyway, dunk would figure it out eventually and he would absolutely fall in love with the horse (and also baelor), and I just imagine later down the line there's another battle and baelor gets tossed, and is maybe like gravely injured and dunk is like trying to get to him to rescue him, but he's already fallen of thunder and he took off so he's gotta just hop on some rando horse, and what do you know it's baelors mare, and usually nobody else can ride her but she's like I'll allow it just this once for a good cause.

and I think it all ends with the horse basically playing matchmaker between dunk and baelor because they're the only two people in the world the horse tolerates

i actually have so many more horse girl thoughts on this, and about the horses all the characters would have, just...horses man

[captainneedsnosleep]

I simply couldn't resist :D Mare: 😈 Baelor: :]

[enchantedbook]

"The Stag and the Vine" by Percy James Billinghurst, 1900

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[motherrthing]

back on my horse girl bullshit,

today we have thoughts on thunder's replacement

if it's not clear already from the everything about my posts, this is of course all happening in a baelor lives au where dunk takes service with house targaryen.

it's established that thunder is already getting up there in years in the hedge knight, and by the mystery knight the guy that beats dunk in the joust is like yeah your horse is worthless to me.

point being, that sometime in the near future Dunk needs a new horse (in my crack fic version thunder dies but baelor has to lie and say they sent him to a nice farm in the stormlands to retire so dunk doesn't sob about it).

anyways, Dunk needs a new horse and baelors like well you are in service to my house so we'll get you a proper mount from our stables. love thunder and all, but he was kind of jank, you need a real war horse now that you're not a hedge knight anymore.

but Dunk doesn't want that on principle. to him it's a matter of pride, he's like a mans horse should be his own and I'm going to go and get one myself, and he's not completely shit broke anymore, so he can actually buy one.

off we go to wherever people buy horses in westeros, and dunk sees the most beautiful animal. it's absolutely massive and grey, and just has a regal bearing about it. he's like this is the one, this is the steed of a true knight, it's got to be mine.

he haggles with the seller a little, and ends up getting a sick deal. he's real proud of himself too, like wow I have elevated my station so much. I have a prince to serve and a great horse, life is good.

well it turns out the horse was cheap for a reason: it's fucking stupid. like spooky as all hell, low key afraid of other horses, eyes on top of its head all the time. dunks riding it back from the market and it sees a cart coming down the path and just spins dunk off and dips. so then dunk has to go chase his brand new horse around the countryside, meanwhile the guy that sold it to him is like no taksies backsies it's your problem now.

but dunk is a true horse girl, so he's going to fix this. and all the other knights are making fun of his for his wack ass horse, and even baelor is like I'm a prince we can make the guy that sold it to you take it back. Dunk is so stubborn though, like no I love my fuck ass horse.

cue a training montage, with dunk getting dropped every other time he gets on this damn horse, and egg just chases it down like a dutiful squire each time, and they just won't quit on this thing.

and then, finally, a tourney! in addition to training his horse, in this world dunk actually can fucking joust. and even down to the last second egg is like ser I don't know if your horse is up for this, like maybe you shouldn't enter the lists. but dunk is going to prove himself so we just full send. and like he doesn't win the whole thing, but he does a fine job, does house targaryen proud, the whole nine yards.

it goes on to serve him faithfully for many years before retiring to the same nice farm in the stormlands with thunder

[captainneedsnosleep]

They'd probably clonk and clatter terribly attempting to kiss/touch each other ;) Occassional sparring between them is a rare treat for Baelor. But the man still fits into his old armor and looks forward to dust off the hammer once in a while. Would Dunk let him win on purpose? I don't think so. But he surely is very distracted by his bae ;) (As always: stuff goes on Patreon first, later you can see the nsfw stuff on my Bluesky and the SFW goes here). The uncropped version? -> can be found here

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Marcel Delmotte (Belgian, 1901-1984), La route que nous avons rêvée [The Road We Dreamed Of], 1981. Oil on hardboard, 91.1 x 49.7 cm.

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more lyonel art because I’m obsessed and physically cannot stop drawing him !!

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[thirdity]

“In reading a novel, any novel, we have to know perfectly well that the whole thing is nonsense, and then, while reading, believe every word of it. Finally, when we’re done with it, we may find — if it’s a good novel — that we’re a bit different from what we were before we read it, that we have been changed a little, as if by having met a new face, crossed a street we never crossed before. But it’s very hard to say just what we learned, how we were changed.”

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