Loved the implication that both Aegon and Daemon low-key wanted to be their older siblings' sister-wives but were instead forced to have dicks and make it everyone elses problem.
Those freaks would have absolutely loved the Omegaverse you can't convince me otherwise.
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• Rhaenyra finding Sunfyre’s egg and placing it in baby Aegon’s cradle
• Rhaenyra hesitantly holding baby Aegon for the first time, and as soon as he starts crying she looks up declaring, “he hates me.”
• Rhaenyra holding a sweet out of baby Aegon’s reach, telling him he can only have it if he says her name. Baby Aegon goes “ra… ra… RABABA! Ra- raw…” until Rhaenyra gives up and says, “close enough.”
• Little toddler Aegon clinging to Rhaenyra and wanting to be just like her. He wants to do whatever she is doing, he wants to go wherever she is going, and he won’t take no for an answer. Both Rhaenyra and Alicent greatly dislike it.
Rhaenyra whines that Aegon follows her around, “like a puppy,” and Lord Lyman Beesbury laughs and says, “your grandfather would say that of your grandmother when they were children.” Rhaenyra gags before sulking off.
• Rhaenyra teaching young Aegon to ride Sunfyre. Usually it’s the dragon keepers who tack the dragons and teach young riders the commands, but daemon had taught young Rhaenyra that a real dragon rider prepares their own gear, and that only a rider can teach another rider.
• Aegon admires Rhaenyra the same way Rhaenyra admired Daemon, but that admiration leads to envy and resentment. He wants to be like her, he wants to be loved like her, he wants the power and freedom she seemed to have, but no matter what he does, he will never be Rhaenyra, and he hates it.
• Aegon and Rhaenyra dance together at Aegon’s wedding to Helaena. He’s drunk and bitterly asks why he was never good enough for her, or their father, or his mother. He knows that many had suggested he and Rhaenyra be wed when he was born, a compromise that would have eased the tension of succession, but both she and their father had rejected it. That rejection doomed him to a life of constant pressure from his mother and her family trying desperately to groom him for a role in a civil war he wanted no part of, and why? Because Rhaenyra didn’t think he was good enough to marry?
Rhaenyra dismisses the entire idea. She says that, while yes, marrying him was probably the wiser choice, she was a child then, and if he had been in her position, he would’ve made the same decision.
He says that he would’ve grown. He could’ve been a good husband. Could’ve given her children, could’ve loved her, could’ve supported her.
Rhaenyra chuckles and strokes his cheek, in a way that’s more condescending than loving. She tells him, there is no, “could’ve.” What’s done is done, and that’s it.
• Aegon acting as a cool fun uncle to Rhaenyra’s boys. Of course there’s a fair bit of rivalry there, but also moments of play and fun, where Aegon would hold Luke on his shoulders or race dragons with Jace.
All that makes it so much more painful for Rhaenyra’s sons, when Aegon reveals that he not only believes the bastard rumors about the boys but thinks it’s obvious and talks shit about them behind their backs.
When the war starts, and Aemond kills Luke, when he announces it to his family, Aegon seems to be the only one who takes it well. “Seems,” being the key word.
At first his face just looks shocked and a little scared, then he takes a deep breath and struggles to put on proud confident smile, trying to convince himself and everyone else that this is a good thing and he’s totally not upset by the death or scared of what is sure to follow.
He feels like because he is the king now, he can’t allow himself to hesitate or show weakness. He knows that the war is inevitable. He knows that Rhaenyra and her entire family will very likely die, so he has to commit to his role in the war and pretend it doesn’t bother him.
He throws a party to celebrate Aemond’s victory, which is in bad taste and he knows it. During the party he gets more drunk than he’s ever been in his entire life and makes a complete fool of himself.
• After the murder of Aegon’s young son by blood and cheese, Aegon rages, screaming and cursing the gods and Rhaenyra, asking how his own kin could do this to him. She met the twins when they were born. She held them and kissed their cheeks.
Cole had warned him that Rhaenyra would destroy him and his children to secure her place on the throne, and he knew it was true, but he had not wanted to believe it. He knew that she would retaliate after Luke’s death, but his heart was not prepared face the gruesome reality of the war he was facing. Not so soon.
Spoilers for the ending…
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• On Dragonstone, at the war’s climax, when Aegon has Rhaenyra at his mercy and feeds her to Sunfyre, he’s confident and boastful, smiling with pride as he believes he’s avenged his sons and grandfather, and won the war.
It’s only after the dragon fire burns out, and Rhaenyra is gone, that he realizes his cheeks are streaked with tears.
His smile slowly falls. He doesn’t feel the satisfaction he had expected. He thought he would be relieved, elated, proud, but instead he feels nothing.
Read a lot of fics with a reader that’s Baelor’s daughter, and I’m just gonna say, I am not built for it, because if I was in any of the scenarios, I would simply end my life. I would kill myself so fast.
“Oh I’m being married off to be raped by whatever piece of shit you choose? I’m being punished for doing shit my brothers could do without you blinking an eye? Oh ok have a good night!”
Ten minutes later they’re scraping me off the stone floor surrounding Maegor’s holdfast.
Imagine Baelor or Maekar with a northern wife who struggles to cope with the sweltering southern summers, so she sleeps nude and over the sheets to avoid waking in a pool of sweat.
And that’s just how it starts. Before long, she’s lounging naked beside an open window, reading a book, and enjoying the midday breeze. It gets to the point where if she’s in the comfort of her own chambers, or those she shares with her husband, there’s a 8/10 chance she’s naked.
It’s not sexual. At least, not for her. She doesn’t see why simple things like reading, snacking, or doing her hair could be seen as sexy just because she’s nude.
I work at a movie theater and I have two things to say about the TADC crowd
1. On the first day, they were so loud and disruptive that we had to pause the movie, turn on the lights, and tell them to either behave or get kicked out. They did not care at all and sarcastically cheered when we left.
2. A girl dressed as Jax was wide eyed staring at my coworker for a solid four minutes. When she approached the girl to ask if she was okay, the girl started growling at her.