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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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bobby backrooms and aerion targaryen meet up
modern AU dunk as a first responder
The North Water 1.04 "The Devils of the Earth"
how many fathers have died in their son's armor?
secret, fleeting touches
maekar + canon purple eyes
never beating the siblings allegations
The full litter of Maekarlings in no particular order 🤗
dearest brother
I AM SICK!!!!!!!!!! WHAT DO YOU MEAN HIS FINAL WORDS WERE HOW STRONG HIS BABY BROTHER IS?!?!?!?!? AND HE SAYS IT WITH PRIDE?!?!?!?!?
are you really gone?
He hit me and it felt like a kiss. Reminded me of when we were kids.
Hammeranvil - Ultraviolence
"Brother's mace, most like... He's strong".
(WIP) happier times
i went to lord ashford's tourney and all i got was feefees for the blowjhob brothers
I'm 10000% sure Baelor loved all his brothers, but he didn't have much in common with Aerys and Rhaegel. Then the youngest came along, who ended up a bit of a mini-me. Just more withdrawn, more temperamental, more of a "why can't it be just us" kind of kid.
Methinks Baby M worshipped the ground Baelor walked on. He wanted to be just like him, watched in awe as he won all those tourneys, wished he could be just as great a young knight. But in time, jealousy grew too, and resentment. Baelor seemed so perfect and he could never live up to him.
Sparring in the training yard was the highlight of their day to day. For Baelor, there was now an equal. A best friend. For Maekar, there was someone to beat so that he could prove that they were equals. An older brother.
But despite it all, life was stuck in "summer." And they were children. Nothing felt like it could ever go wrong.
Then life happened. Marriages. Kids. Wars. Politics. Accidents. Death. Hatred. Love.
And a lot of it might have been Maekar's fault. He fucked up. And he kept fucking up.
But in Baelor's final moments, none of that mattered. All he could think of was them sparring in the training yard. And he was proud. So immensely proud of how strong his brother had become.
(Source on that last bit: Bertie Carvel said so.)
Baelor my anxious king... Constantly needing stuff to hold and fidget with... The nuts. The ring. The books.