Let's love like mama and rage like mama

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Let's love like mama and rage like mama
the smallfolk listening to rhaenyraās coke rant about some prophecy they donāt have context for meanwhile all they want is bread. my queen talking about old valyria and The Prince That Was Promised girl please they donāt have subtitles
gwayne is the only well adjusted adult in hotd itās actually crazy. every day must feel like heās being told āa second plane has hit the (high)towerā
daeron the daring will return in avengers doomsday #TRUST
when alicent learns that aegon and aemond are alive and brothers again but helaena and the westerosi pope are dead i #needthat psychosis again ryan condal bring me back my spiteful alicent
āthis is the house of the sevenā no idiot this is the HOUSE OF THE MOTHERFUCKING DRAGON
hotd characters are always like āi want to fight and DIE in honor and gloryā but nobody wants to LIVE in honor and glory. much to think about
gwayne āif you want to kill yourself you should do it on your own timeā hightower
ormund is so funny because he wants aemond to come protect his garrison with vhagar but also plans to eliminate said atomic bomb to install daeron as his puppet king. bro wants to have his cake and eat it too. itās the kind of greed they talk about in the starry sept
you look so much like your mother in certain lights
i bore viserys three targaryens but with the last, my last⦠i wanted him to be a hightower
oh, i wish you could know meā¦
and i wish i could know you much more sometimes
poor daeron</333 you look just like your mother, sweetie⦠a terrified kitten literally gave birth to a litter of terrified kittens iām sick to my stomach
to love someone is to turn around⦠welcome back, irish orpheus.
oh look at me⦠my name is mary bennet and i have come to know and love myself after years of feeling inferior to my sisters⦠i now find myself in a conundrum after gaining the affection of Two Hotties (later discovered to be Dumb & Dumber but theyāre cute so itās fine) by only interacting with them once; well with my natural aegyo, overflowing kindness, and vast knowledge of histories and geology itās hard to tell exactly how⦠but just when i finally feel secure to make my own path towards happiness, said Two Hotties started to fight over me⦠my steak too juicy, my lobster too buttery⦠i just canāt bear it
exactly the kind of dynamic i long for I WANT TO SCREAM
āThe first poem I wrote that wasnāt about you was in all capital letters like it was trying to compensate for your absence. It was about a world far away from this one where all of the plants were terrifying but had healing powers if you had the guts to touch them. The first poem I wrote that wasnāt about you puffed up its throat like a bullfrog and begged to be kissed. Its my favorite poem because I hate it so much. I read it at least once a day and think:So this is what Iām capable of without you. Go figure. There is a hole in everything and I find you there smiling like you donāt have anywhere else to be. The first poem I wrote that wasnāt about you might one day be regarded as a masterpiece. People will come from all over the world to run their fingers over the print and marvel at how empty it is of you. They will not recognize your scent clinging silently to their fingers. Because if you walk into a room and notice what is missing from it it is still there isnāt it? The first poem I wrote that wasnāt about you was still about you. Damn it. Always.ā
ā a letter to love | Caitlyn Siehl
daeron saying āweāll make a man out of him tooā because in westeros it takes a man to rule. an aegon, not an egg. like when aemon said to ākill the boy and let the man be born.ā time and time again we see this play out. stay an innocent and youāll be punished for it. the seven kingdoms were conquered by fire and blood after all⦠but be warned for if you stray too far, theyāll call you mad and punish you too.
all roads lead to you, daenerys targaryen. you must pay heed to the reckonings of your ancestors. as king viserys puts it āif we donāt mind our own histories, it will do the same to usā