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Aerion: Daeron, you're the only person who understands me.
Daeron the Drunken: Yeah, that doesn’t mean I like you.
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Daeron II: Healthy relationships with fathers? Sounds fake.
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im imagining him seeing teenage daeron (who’s obviously gay even from a young age) flirting with some knight in a very similar way to how daemon was speaking to him and he’s like “oh my god”
Remember that time Ser Duncan the Tall accidentally became part of a gay love triangle and ruined a long-standing relationship but he was still such an uber-virgin at that point that he had no idea and just thought these two guys had a really toxic friendship. I like to imagine that like 10 years later it suddenly hit him “omg Daemon was talking about my penis”
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Aegon, t-posing: Good morning, parental figure.
Viserys, not looking up from his papers: Good morning, problem child.
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Aemon: Bet you can’t eat 15 candles!
Baelon: Bet you I can!
Jaehaerys: *sips wine, checks to make sure Maester Benifer is nearby, and goes back to reading his book*
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Brynden: I see flames and five- no, seven skeletons carrying your body away, as a murder of crows flies over your head.
Bran: Is that bad?
Brynden: No idea but it is super badass.
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Aemon: Everything you've ever eaten was an organism.
Aerion: Oh yeah? Is wildfire an organism?
Aemon:…what?
Aerion, already dying: Yeah, I didn’t think so!
Aemon: WHAT.
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Baelor, sobbing: Wh-Why-y-WH-wHAT are you doing in my house? *gasp* WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE?
The birth of Daemon Waters: I want waffle fries!
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Baela: On a scale from 1-to-10, how would you rate your pain?
Aegon: Pi.
Rhaena: Pi?
Aegon: Low level but never ending.
Baela:
Rhaena:
Daenaera:
Oakenfist:
Viserys:…brother, are you okay?
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Shiera: Anyway, how come archery is so sexy?
Brynden, getting ready to shoot Daemon: Long distance murder.
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Egg, the next time he sees Aemon: Father got home from the Tourney covered in blood and got it all over the couch.
Aemon, alarmed: Oh my gods, was he okay?
Egg: Yeah, he was fine. It was Uncle Baelor’s blood, not his.
Aemon: That’s not any better!
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Egg: What are you doing?
Duncan, taking a buzzfeed quiz to see what kind of pasta he is: Crown Prince stuff.
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Aegor: You piss me off so much.
Daeron: I literally just said “hello”.
Aegor: And yet here I am, boiling with rage.
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Viserys I: Just before I die, I'm going to swallow a bag of popcorn kernels to make the cremation much more interesting.
Daemon: Here’s an idea: what if you didn’t?
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Dunk: I am your guardian and from now you will refer to me as such.
Egg: Okay, such.
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Melisandre with her amulet on:
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Melisandre with her amulet off:
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The dragons, locked up in the House of the Undying:
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