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"They’re incestuous aliens, Duncan. Blood magickers and tyrants who’ve burned our lands, enslaved our people, and dragged us into their wars without a mote of respect for our history or our customs. Every pale-haired brat they’ve saddled on us has been madder than the last, god knows how. The only thing a Targaryen can do for this realm is finish on his wife’s tits". - Raymun Fossoway
I'm not surprised Rhaenyra cannot manage the realm... She can barely manage her harem
sure heated rivalry has enemies to lovers but interview with the vampire has enemies to lovers to enemies to lovers to enemies to lovers to enemies to lovers to enemies to lovers to enemies to lovers to
– perhaps sending daeron away was my truest act of motherhood
fandom confession blog simulator
post 1: i hate female character
post 2: i hate this pairing. she isnt good enough for him
post 3: i hate it when people assume im a misogynist based on the media i like
post 4: i hate this other female character
House of the dragon Fandom this you?
I know it's a sensitive topic as much of this fandom walks and talks like they are scared that if Alicent cannot love her monstrous sons unconditionally maybe their own mommies might not love them unconditionally too. The projection is strong in these echoing chambers to be sure, but it is a testament to the show's writing, that albeit sometimes lackluster, always very competent in showing the audience to its own wretched mirror.
1.06 | 1.09
Imagine being raped by a rotting corpse since fourteen years of age, no choice, no voice, no body that is not to be sold like meat.
A walking and talking corpse, he even looks like a maggot himself, pale, and colorless like the ones of his kind, worming his existence into this world through dark magic and the sacrifice of many others like you, young girls to be treated like breeding mares and then to be treated like pigs.
To be sold and butchered.
Now imagine giving birth, isolated and alienated, no husband to hold your hand, no mother to clean the sweat from your brow, no true allies or friends but the father that like the husband cannot see past the fruits of your womb, the child inside you is the only thing that matters about your entire person and not a single person in the whole world will tell you otherwise.
Now imagine giving birth to the thing born from the loss, the loss of your name, your body and soul. Then it grows to be the mirror of the monsters that robbed you of your innocence: cruel, vile, and entitled to the body of every woman in their lives: mothers, daughters, sisters, and wives, the last two being interchangeable.
Imagine giving birth to a girl then, to have the same fate as yours, to be a body that is a vessel but never a person, and she is the only one that might undestand you, that might share the pain with you, and this child, the girl child, is not your mirror, it's just a blank canvas, dark sky full of stars that you cannot make into constellations, a child you cannot connect to, you cannot undestand, a child you had to raise and love and that will never love you back, no matter how much you try.
And then you give birth again,
Another one like the vile husband, as entitled and vicious as the brother to said husband, a thing of hatred and wounded pride simmering under paper thin skin, a thing that carries a childhood wound like a banner to war and I'm not talking about his eye.
A thing of corrupted love towards you, his flesh and blood, and what could have come of it if not the shattering of natural bonds twisted into unnatural ones? What is flesh and blood to them if not another hole for them to stick their pale cocks into and pull out the things they desire most? A child, love, a promise of glory at the end of the line?
And you give birth again, count four in less than twice the number of years, incessantly pregnant since before you were sixteen, in our world and day, if we care, you were the mother of three before you could legally have a beer.
The fourth one, singled out...
This one you must save and guard and protect because terrible mother as you are, you can only do so much.
Look at your prospects...
That one is a depraved beast with a sexual hunger his birth and rank will allow to be more than just cruelty. The girl one is under the watchful eye of the vultures that want her flesh and blood (their flesh and blood) so they can stick their cocks into and pull out a hostage or two, and you, terrible at this thing of motherhood, did all you could so the vulture pecking at the girl's soft flesh is one you believe you can, if not control, at least tame. Because there is the need for a vulture, that much you cannot change, she is flesh and fresh or rotten she must be meat.
And then they were four, this one is a mirror of you and so much so this one must be yours, the other ones, the mirror of their terrible father and his ilk, were put inside you and pulled out and had nothing of you but your blood and flesh, which was not given but taken. This one was yours, so it must be YOURS, and bless you, as you watch your girl child shout and groan that the one she carries is hers, naive and deluded and full of dreams like the sky is full of stars, like you, she thinks she can own anything... Like you did the fourth one.
One you gave birth and gave away so the maggots would not chew on his newborn skin and the chair full of knifes and the mouths full of teeth like knifes would not have his flesh and blood... But his flesh and blood are yours and your flesh and blood are the father that sold you into sanctioned rape to a rotting corpse. And your father, your flesh and blood, is not an apple under a fig tree, he is of the loins and of the seed of the house that raised you like a lamb for the slaughter and your fourth, lamb in his own right, carries the blood of the maggot but also yours... And yours is to be carried with a purpose you didn't ask for, a crown you didn't desire to wear and a blade you didn't want to wield.
But you had to.
Alicent is my favorite people because she out here doing what I wish every woman brought up with the neck under the heavy foot of a patriarchal society would do
Seek the orgasms she was denied by marriage
Feel no obligation to care for the adult offspring her body was forced to bear and birth
Fuck them kids
Yeetus the fetus
Have unsolved sexual tension with hot women
Fuck them grandkids too
You go baby girl, you are doing AMAZING
It’s so interesting how both Aemond and Aegon think the other is Alicent’s favorite. When the truth is she never loved either of them.
And the world is a little more healed for it.
I think the reason I still enjoy tumblr is that even though this all still pisses me off, I know that anything that makes me mad on here is 100% earnest. It's not ragebait or engagement farming, y'all are actually just that stupid sometimes
bonus: alicent’s never been capable of insulting her without a compliment
Getting reminded the #1 sapphic dating rule (don't mess with the bi girl with a shitty bf) from 36 yo grandma Alicent fucking Hightower in a maid outfit had to be the most humbling experience ever
The difference in how much skin is covered by her nightgowns. How she dressed when Viserys was alive versus when he has died. Alicent reclaiming her autonomy is so important to me.
Omg, Rhaenyra! Wake up, your girlfriends are fighting!!!!
HOUSE OF THE DRAGON | Season 3, Episode 5, "Unbowed and Unbent"
Se truly said you might think you have a place with her but no matter the taste of the peach she will always choose inbred groomer flacid dick
people will go onnn about how a man’s flaws makes him so nuanced and interesting and then act genuinely confused when u feel the same way about a woman…
tangential to my last post, but i actually do think we need more mothers who reject motherhood. hear me out: male deadbeat dads are a dime a dozen. men being emotionally Not Present for their children is so expected that fathers performing the bare minimum get lauded (see: daemon not turning in his daughter to be killed). on the other hand, a mother's care for her child is treated as a given, as a fact of biology or sociology or whatever. mother's are expected to love their children, to sacrifice everything for their children, to embrace motherhood and thrive in it! which is a reduction at best, and a blatant fabrication at worst.
obligatory disclaimer: i am not condoning parental abuse ever, whether its coming from a mother or a father. what i'm saying is that we treat the sin of being a bad mother as the absolute worst thing a woman can do-- worse than murder, worse than war crimes, worse than incestuous grooming. abuse is a moral failing. we all know this. but--and this is the hot take i don't believe the world is ready for--the lack of instinctual care for your child (one who is the product of marital rape no less) is not. i can be critical of alicent's abysmal parenting and sad for her children, while also holding space in my heart for the fact that alicent had motherhood thrust upon her at the age of fifteen with virtually no emotional support to fall back on, her only model of parenting being a father who pimped her out. so yeah, she failed at it. hard. but so did otto, and viserys, and daemon, and corlys, and ormund, and aegon and nearly every fucking father in all of westoros. only, when accused of villainy, these men are usually charged as individuals. their failings as a parent are just one spoke in the wheel of terrible decisions. meanwhile alicent is defined by her failure at motherhood--which is, by extent, a failure at womanhood. and no amount of duty or sacrifice or prayer or chastity or subservience can absolve her of this original, unforgivable sin. to be a bad mother is to be a bad woman, and there are very few things fandom culture hates more than Bad Women.
I've been on the trenches on this topic
you are god's strongest soldier 🫡
