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ventingv · 8 months
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OMG!! Now I can only imagine Neuvillette in his dragon form doing that thing otters do with their babies. Our precious hydro dragon swimming on his back with the babies on top of his belly 🥺💖
Oh yeah he would.
Though he would do it as far away from people because he doesn’t wanting to have his children seen by others due to his parental instincts going into overdrive when outside.
If you ever go to the beach with him he would let you know before hand so you don’t freak out and would take the hatchlings out into the water before transforming.
So you can see a large dragon just floating on its back in the water with little dragon baby’s either looking down at the water from where the lay on his front or cuddling against one another.
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sixthleafclover · 1 year
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The little dragon loves to help decorate. 🎄🎁
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jackie-q · 28 days
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Brain Barf
Realistically speaking, any offspring of a Light Fury and a Night Fury with the colouring of both their parents would not survive in the wild or in their parents' natural habitats because the colouring for a Night Fury is made to blend in with the night and if a dragon hatchling had a mish mash of black and white scales, they would be unable to hide in shadows because their white scales counteract the affect of the black scales of the Night Fury and as such they would most likely die before adulthood due to night/shadow hunting being a main method of obtaining food for the Night Fury species. Vice versa for the Light Fury.
Not to mention that the Light Fury's camouflage technique is rendered utterly null due to the fact that any hatchlings' white scales would reflect like a mirror while their black ones would attempt to absorb any and all light.
The chances of survival are painfully low, which is why hybrids like this are typically bred, born and raised in captivity and under the care of humans.
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dragongodryss · 1 month
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None of them care that the project is horrible, at least it's done.
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aristocratic-otter · 3 months
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Introducing the first of my fics from the Lady Ruth Charity Zine,
The Bother About Brownies
Part 3 of the Dragonverse (Caution: this story is T, but the other two in the 'verse are E).
Art by @frjsti
Summary:
Baz is tasked with creating a dessert for the triplets' school cake sale. Brownies are such an easy recipe. What could go wrong? Everything.
“Ebb? What’s this?”
I found it when I was cleaning out Ebb’s backpack (which I should really do more often. I found not only a crushed and moldy half-eaten peanut butter sandwich, but also a squashed and juicy orange in the depths of the bag) (neither my nose, nor my hands will ever be the same). The paper is bright green, crumpled and stained with orange juice and other things that are less identifiable.
My scatterbrained daughter tumbles out of her room, flaps her wings twice to right herself, and then gallops over to me, giggling.
“Yes papa?” she asks, all big eyes and innocence.
“What,” I repeat, shaking the maltreated paper for emphasis, “is this?”
Ebb looks at it, and I swear I can see her mentally scratching her head. Then her eyes light up and she says, “Oh! Miss Sherry asked me to give it to you!”
I fight hard to keep from rolling my eyes. “And when was this?” I ask.
Again, the cogs turn in my seven-year old’s brain. I can almost smell them smoking (not as unlikely as you’d think, given my children’s draconic ancestry). Finally she says, “Monday?”
“Is that a question?” I smirk.
She shakes her head. “It was Monday. I remember ‘cuz Nat swatted me with his tail right before snack time, and I started to cry and Miss Sherry said “Come on Pitches, it’s only Monday!” And she asked me to take you that paper just after I got my backpack out to get my snack.”
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queenviserra · 11 months
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First glance to The wind's daughter or the pearl of the sea. Are you ready?
Chills are still running through her body, and she thinks it would be a great idea to wash her face again with cold water before going to the Dragonpit.
Riding in the back of Meleys can always change her worst mood, why not today? It will work.
Her hair is in the same clumsy braid of her youth that brings a smile to her face, as well as her nightgowns lying on the floor. Corlys always grumbled that she was capable of putting the entire kingdom, High Tide, and even his fleet in order, but never her wardrobes, especially when she wanted to be near her red beast with Rhaenys always correcting him, "Meleys, husband."
She stands wearing only her small clothes when she looks at his bare back, the idea of slipping under the covers is as tempting as the colors of dawn outside the window, but that would leave less time at her disposal and she has already neglected Meleys quite a bit lately...
Later, she thinks, we shall have plenty of time when I return...
It's there... when she's wearing her favorite riding trousers, there's a little bump in her belly. It's imperceptible, but kind of annoying because her tight pants are even tighter, which almost prevents her from breathing properly...
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marygladbach · 6 months
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a knight fights scorch the beanie baby dragon
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bluedotjpeg · 1 month
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The Desolation of Scorch
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blumineck · 5 months
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What's the difference between a rogue and bard? Presentation!
If you like this sort of stuff, please go check out the full video on my YouTube! It took me forever to make and I nearly cried about 4 times during the editing/posting process!
And as always, huge thanks to my Patrons for making this stuff possible!
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sonotcoolmax · 2 months
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watercolor beanie babies from january
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egophiliac · 5 months
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like mother, like son, but less wholesome this time?
(I couldn't decide whether or not to put them together, so have them in all the different ways!)
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sixthleafclover · 1 year
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The first sushi restaurant invaded by sushi dragons!
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aemondstark · 26 days
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dragongodryss · 29 days
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Truth or Dare
Characters: Sting Eucliffe, Rogue Cheney, Gajeel Redfox, Wendy Marvell, Natsu Dragneel
The Dragon slayers made a point of meeting at least once a month, typically on the 20th. It didn't matter if one or two couldn't make it or what they did together, what mattered was that they met. Sometimes they (Usually Natsu and Gajeel, occasionally Laxus) sparred, sometimes they played trained together, other times, they talked about their dragons and draconic culture in general.
Erik and Laxus were the most typical drop-outs, and Natsu and Wendy usually dropped out together. Sometimes, Sting had to skip out due to his master duties, but Rogue would make an effort to show up anyway.
They usually met in a clearing in the forest between Magnolia and Gazania when they weren't expecting downpour, but on days where rain was expected, one of them would host (Usually Sting and Rogue or Natsu).
Today was scheduled to be rainy, and as Natsu had hosted them last time and hadn't yet volunteered to do so this time, Sting had decided that he and Rogue would host their meeting this week. He ran down to the closest shops for enough snacks to placate seven hungry Dragon slayers while Rogue let the others know.
Rogue called Gajeel, the only one that could consistently be relied upon to answer his lacrima, first.
"Hey kid, what's up? Need me to arrest someone for you?" Gajeel picked up on the first try. He continued his cop bit on occasion, despite not having worked with the council for a while. At least he'd stopped threatening to arrest Sting, among many others.
"No, not right now. I'm calling to tell you we're hosting our meet-up today. Could you let the others know? Oh, and tell Kinana to tell Erik. I'll tell Sorano as well, so maybe he'll hear about it." Erik and Wendy didn't have communication lacrimas yet, so they needed to be told verbally.
"Alright, well, thunder-thighs is out on a job, so he ain't coming. But Salamander and little blue are in town. I'll let Kinana know. We doing this tonight?" Gajeel asked.
"Sting didn't say. He's out buying snacks. Be there at five, I guess." Rogue told him.
They showed up at six, they being Natsu, Wendy and Gajeel.
"Alright, what do we do?" Gajeel asked. Fighting was out of the question.
"Well, I was thinking," Sting started, never a good sign, "We could play truth or dare."
"Sounds good." Natsu agreed. Wendy tacked on an 'Okay'. Rogue supposed he'd be outvoted no matter what, so he shrugged.
"Let's go alphabetically." Sting suggested.
"By first or last name?" Wendy asked.
"You choose, I don't really care."
"Last." Wendy said, for obvious reasons. Which would be fine, if not for the fact that that meant Rogue was going first. "Rogue, truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"Boring." Natsu commented.
"When is the last time you apologized, and for what?" Wendy asked. Rogue thought for a moment.
"Yesterday evening. I bumped into the table and I was tired, so I apologized to it." Rogue admitted. Gajeel snorted. "Natsu, truth or dare."
"Dare." He had better, after his comment.
"Switch clothes with Sting for the rest of the game." Rogue said without wasting a moment.
"Fine. Let's do this." Natsu had not anticipated that this would be the day he wore thigh-high boots and a crop-top, but he had done far worse dares, courtesy of Erza. "Sting, you're next, right? Truth or dare?"
"Dare!" Sting said. Natsu chuckled evilly.
"Go to Minerva's place, ask for the spiciest thing she has in her house, bring it back here and chug it." Natsu ordered. Sting grumbled but got up.
"I'd be scared, but I can't take you seriously in those clothes." Wendy told Natsu, quite unnecessarily, he thought.
"Yeah, imagine running a guild like that." Gajeel quipped, laughing when Rogue glared at him.
Sting returned with a small jar of a red-brown powder.
"Minerva says I have to bring this back, it's expensive." He told Natsu.
"So you're going to chicken out? How are you going to take care of Rogue if you can't even keep you word?" Gajeel asked.
"He can't take care of anyone if Minerva kills him!" Rogue protested.
"Rogue takes care of Sting!" Frosch, who was apparently in the next room, called out.
Sting chugged the spices. He was surprised by how little he felt it. Then:
"ARGGHHHH, CRAP THIs hurtsss. Ow. Ow. Water- Please..."
"Sting!" Lector, Rogue and Wendy all shouted. Gajeel tried to hold in his laughter at the sheer stupidity.
"Lector, we have milk in the fridge. Just grab the whole bottle and bring it here. Hurry!" Rogue ordered. Lector, who had entered the room when he'd heard Sting scream, flew off to get milk.
Once Sting was in slightly less pain, Lector and Frosch were sent to Yukino, who was supervising the Guild in Sting and Rogue's absence.
"Aright, next. Wendy. Truth or Dare?" Sting rasped.
"Truth. Please go easy on me."
"Last time you snitched on a guildmate and what for."
"That's not going easy!" Wendy protested.
"What gave you the impression I was in the mood to go easy on anyone?" Sting asked.
"Fine. I- I never told on anyone." Wendy hoped she would get away with the lie. From the doubt on everyone's faces, she hadn't. "Fine, I told Erza about Natsu and Gray smoking Bixlow's weed."
"That was you? I thought she smelled it!" Natsu exclaimed.
"Okay. Moving on. Gajeel, truth or dare?" Wendy panicked.
"Dare."
"Hold a plank until it's your turn again." Wendy said. Gajeel got up into a plank.
"Rogue, truth or dare?"
"Dare." Rogue hoped he wouldn't regret it.
"Keep your eyes closed for the next two turns." Gajeel told him. Well there was absolutely no way that would ever go wrong. Rogue shut his eyes.
"Okay, Natsu. Truth or dare?"
"Dare."
"I dare you to let Sting write or draw whatever he wants, wherever he wants, with whatever he wants, taking as much time as he needs, on you." Rogue said. Sting deserved the chance to avenge himself.
"Ooh. Nice! Give me a minute." Sting scrambled off to get whatever it was he was getting. He came back a couple of minutes later. "Alright. Don't move, Natsu!"
"Why do you have glitter glue? Sting!" Natsu questioned. "Sting, you know I'm giving you a dare next. Sting!"
Rogue had no idea what the hell Sting was doing, since he couldn't see, but Gajeel sounded like he was trouble keeping up his plank while laughing and Wendy seemed concerned.
"Hurry up, lightbulb! I've been holding this damn plank for five minutes now." Gajeel complained.
"What is he doing?" Rogue asked Gajeel and Wendy.
"Writing 'I'm a jerk', 'Erza sucks' and, uhm... 'Please kick me uwu' in permanent markers and, uhh... Bluebird, go see what he's drawing, I can't move. He's using glitter glue for that anyway." Gajeel explained.
"I'm drawing dicks!" Sting happily called out before Wendy could get up.
"You're paying for this, Sting! Truth or dare?" Natsu growled.
"Truth." Sting said with what Rogue imagined to be the most unbearably smug look on his face.
"What is your most ridiculous fear?" Natsu grinned sadistically, planning on using the information against him next turn. By the look on his face, Sting knew it too. Served him right. Sting thought for a while.
"I don't know. They're all serious to me." Sting thought aloud. "Oh! Minerva said my fear of hospitals is ridiculous. So, that, I guess."
"That's normal though." Natsu said. "They smell like sickness and death and stuff."
"Well, Minerva doesn't think so, and she's going to send me there for the spice incident. So yeah. Wendy, truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"Of all of us here, who is your favorite?" Sting asked.
"Not you." Everyone, even his boyfriend, said in unison.
"Rogue?" He whined.
"Did you really think you were her favorite? After your last question?"
"Fine. I'm yours anyway. So who is it, Wendy?" Sting asked again, the matching looks of expectation on Gajeel and Natsu's faces erasing some of the hurt he felt. This was going to be fun.
"Uhm... Let me think." Wendy panicked again. Sting entertained himself with watching Gajeel suffer in his plank, so close to relief, yet so far.
"Come on, it's clearly me!" Natsu insisted. "You already said it's not Sting, and it's definitely not Rogue."
"What about me, you jerk? You wanna go?" Gajeel shouted.
"Why wouldn't it be Rogue anyway?" Sting threw in for good measure.
"If you wanna fail your dare, I'll fight you!" Natsu answered the challenge.
"Coward!" Gajeel insulted him.
"What do I do if I don't want to answer?" Wendy asked sheepishly.
"Then Gajeel has to stay in his plank forever." Rogue said evenly, ignoring the chaos. That gave Sting an idea.
"Nah. Then I give you a dare instead and we reverse the questioning order so you don't give anyone a dare this turn." Sting suggested, pretending to be merciful.
"Yeah, I like that." Natsu said.
"Sounds fair." The oblivious Gajeel agreed, Rogue's comment making him desperate for a resolution. Rogue and Wendy nodded,
"Alright Wendy, dare it is. Take this lacrima, call anyone you want outside this room and tell them that they are sexy and you are hopelessly in love with them. Then hang up before they answer." Sting dared her.
"That's mean." Wendy complained.
"Then answer the question." Sting suggested. Wendy gulped and called.
"ErzayouaresexyandIloveyoubye!" Wendy rattled off in one breath.
"Close enough. Alright, since we're reversing the order; Natsu! Truth or Dare?" Sting asked.
"Wait! What?" Gajeel roared.
"You agreed to it, plank boy." Sting dismissed him.
"Dare?" Natsu said, a little more hesitantly this time.
"Give Rogue and Wendy your wallet and let them go shopping unsupervised." Sting ordered.
"With my eyes closed?" Rogue asked, worrying about the many stairs.
"Wendy will take care of you."
"After the stuff you put her through, I wouldn't blame her for pushing me down the stairs to get back at you." Rogue told him.
The trip down the stairs went better than expected, thanks to Rogue's shadow travel. But now, the trouble was finding a shop while guiding a blinded Rogue in the pouring rain, which would give him trouble finding his way around.
"We really should have brought our coats." Wendy mused as she guided Rogue by the arm. She looked around. They walked the streets in silence, looking for a shop that looked interesting. She picked a jewelry shop, hoping to get a gift for Sherria. She looked in Natsu's wallet. Wow, did he have a lot of money. Something caught her eye.
"Hey, Rogue? Since you can't see, can I choose what we get? I want it to be a surprise." She asked innocently. Rogue agreed.
Meanwhile, in Sting and Rogue's apartment, Sting was stuffing himself with sweets. Natsu was doing the same, while wondering if he should have told Wendy that he had been holding on to the reward for their last job and that she could be spending Lucy's rent money. Gajeel, meanwhile, had been in his plank for half an hour at this point and was sick and tired of this game.
Cheerfully, Wendy guided Rogue back home.
"We're back!" She called out, soaking wet but smiling. Beside her, Rogue looked like a wet cat.
"What did you get?" Natsu asked.
"I don't know." Rogue answered.
"Give me a second. First, I got matching bracelets for me and Sherria!" She proclaimed, holding up two silver bracelets, one with a sapphire and tiger's eye heart and one with rose-quartz and sapphire. Expensive, but there would still be enough to make Lucy's rent and some money for the rest of the team to split. "And I bought this for Rogue!"
"It's beautiful! Put it on him." Sting exclaimed. Natsu couldn't see it yet, but he didn't need to be Carla to know this was not going to go well. "Oh, man. I wish he could open his eyes. It matches them so well."
Rogue felt some sort of circlet being placed on his head. It felt cold, like metal. From Stings awed commentary, he could guess some of it was red.
Natsu couldn't deny it suited Rogue, but the circlet killed any hopes of bringing back any money. His team would never trust him with the rewards ever again.
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"Rogue. Truth or dare?" He asked numbly.
"Truth." Earlier, he had mocked Rogue's decision, but now, he saw the wisdom in his fellow Dragon slayers choices. He remembered something a drunk Sting had thought up while at a party.
"Have you ever had sex in a tree?" Natsu asked. Sting suddenly looked awfully sheepish.
"I have tried. Do you remember when I had that concussion?" Rogue answered honestly.
"Sting, you moron. What part of that is looking out for him?" Gajeel scolded.
"It was romantic until he fell!"
"Alright Gajeel. Truth or dare?" Rogue asked. Gajeel sighed in relief and collapsed in a heap on the floor.
"...Truth."
"Where do you think you'll be in five years time?"
"What is this, shadow princess, a job interview?" Gajeel asked.
"It's a question, and what's with the nickname?" Rogue fire back.
"Ya look like a princess. Tiara'n all. But I guess I'll be in a meeting with you losers again. But I sure as hell won't be playing this stupid game." Gajeel answered.
"Okay, my turn! I pick dare!" Wendy said.
"Lick your elbow."
Wendy tried to reach, but her tongue would not stretch quite far enough. Scowling from the effort, she kept trying. Eventually, Rogue piped up.
"Shouldn't the dare be physically possible?"
"Fine. New dare. Hit Sting on the head." Gajeel agreed. Wendy obliged, carefully. "Ya had a free hit, and ya let him off easy. The jerk would've had it coming."
"Okay Sting, truth or dare?"
"Dare."
"Do you have vinegar?" Wendy asked. Sting liked where this was going.
"Yeah. Brand new bottle."
"Drink it. All of it."
"Good kid." Gajeel said.
"We have a new bottle for a reason." Rogue complained.
"I'm sorry, what?" Gajeel asked.
"We have a new bottle for a reason." Rogue repeated. "And that reason is that Sting likes sour things."
"I'm not surprised. Bloody Freak."
"Chug! Chug! Chug!" Natsu was probably chanting loudly enough to rouse the downstairs neighbours. Sting opened the bottle and gave it a swirl, putting it to his lips and drinking the whole thing in about 30 seconds.
"Alrighty, now! Natsu, truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"Have you ever said something you regret about someone in this room?" Sting asked mischievously.
"Yes."
"Well?"
"No. Rogue, truth or dare?"
"Truth!" Rogue opened his eyes as he spoke, blinking them a few times to get used to the light.
"What to you think about the circlet?" Natsu asked. Rogue went to look at a mirror. He came back shortly after.
"It's beautiful, but it must have cost a fortune."
The game fizzled out after that. Everyone crashed at Sting and Rogue's place for the night.
The Fairy Tail Dragon slayers returned to Magnolia to find Erza waiting for them.
"Wendy, I got your message. Are you alright?" She asked, concerned.
"Yeah. We played truth or dare."
"That explains... things." Erza said, her gaze sweeping the trio before her. Gajeel was rubbing his arms with numb fingers, looking absolutely miserable. Natsu, wearing what looked like Stings clothes, with marked skin and a deeply guilty expression on his face. Wendy, all things considered, looked the best out of the three. "Do the other two look worse?"
"No. We all agree that lightbulb is the worst though." Gajeel growled.
Back in Gazania, Rogue was surprised at how little clean-up was necessary. Looking at Sting's smug face as they had their morning coffee, Rogue knew he had been right.
When Sting had an idea, it was never a good thing.
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aristocratic-otter · 1 year
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Apologies, friends! I got overwhelmed this week and ended up falling far behind. I promise I'll get to every one of your posts!
In the meantime, thank you to @thehoneyedhufflepuff, @artsyunderstudy, @cutestkilla, @facewithoutheart, @j-nipper-95, @urban-sith, @palimpsessed, @hushed-chorus, @alleycat0306, @whogaveyoupermission, @sosoapi, @larkral, @theearlgreymage for the tags over the last week.
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Snippets under the cut
From: To Heal a Broken Mind:
 I just hold him, stroking his hair, as he slowly comes back to himself. 
Finally, his eyes open. “Wha’ happened?” he slurs. 
“A seizure,” I say shortly. 
“Why ‘m I on the ground?” 
I don’t want to distress him right now, so I simply say, “it was worse than usual.”
From: Westward Son:
I’m a damned coward. I watched my friends and family arrive and make camp from the dense branches of a weeping willow. I watched them go through their evening routine and, one by one, settle in for the night. And then I stood vigil for the rest of the night. 
I waited until Baz was out of sight this morning before I returned to the wagon train. I couldn’t face both of their reactions at once.
From: Raising Dragons:
Baz is exhausted. He had his exams this last week, and tonight is the first time he’s been able to sleep in our bed in a week, after nodding off over his notes every other day. I’m not even back to work yet. I don’t go back for months, so it is most definitely my turn to take the nighttime wake ups. 
I’ve got to step up. Be a dad. But I don’t know how.
From: Saving Simon Snow (New chapter tonight!):
“Y–you…you want to…do that? With me?” Merlin, I’ve thrown Baz so off his game that he’s actually stuttering. 
“I…” I pause, wondering what the right thing to say here is. I think we probably should have sex, yes, because I don’t trust Baz’s family or any of the other old families not to come up with a way to legally annul this marriage. It’s definitely occurred to me that they could decide to throw me back in prison now, and Baz would survive it just fine, since the conditions of his vow were met when his father had me released the first time.
From: my COBB (it has a name, but the name is a spoiler!):
I’m back at the front gates, and beginning to draw a crowd. 
Some of the newcomers are clearly guards or something, because they’re wearing the same strangely mediaeval looking uniform as the angry guy. But a lot of them are kids. Some as young as ten or eleven, I think. 
Is this a school? Or an orphanage? 
And I got inspired by a convo on the COTTA discord, so here's the bare beginnings of an Age of Sail AU (yes, a fucking seventh WIP) (Soon to be 8 unless I finish one of the nearly done ones first):
He’s standing across from me, frowning fiercely as I take my time thinking through the order he’s just given me. 
“Show me the cargo hold, cabin boy!”
The command, uttered in the perfectly posh and self-assured accent of the SS Watford’s most obnoxious passenger, caught me by surprise. Tyrannus Basilton, or Baz, as I’ve heard his mother calling him, has ignored me for the most part, since we set sail from the port of Southampton. When he’s come across me in his explorations of the ship, he doesn’t say anything, he just stares at me like I’m something particularly foul that he’s just stepped in. 
I hate him. 
From my other mystery project, which I've decided to share the name of today (I don't think it's too spoilery), The Naked Next:
“Well, everything looks right as rain, here,” I say, smiling at her coolly. “In fact, if you were any more perfect, you’d be in biology textbooks.”
“I am in biology textbooks,” she says flatly. “My physiology is unique, after all.” I stare at her, wondering if she’s kidding. Her lips remain a flat line and her eyes are flinty. I fight the urge to roll my eyes. 
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queenviserra · 1 year
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I'm in love with the idea of mommy/grandmommy Rhaenys. I bet Meleys is so protective of Rhaenys whilst she's pregnant. Like letting no one near her. When Corlys reaches to hold Rhaenys he gets pushed back by Meleys who gives him a very smug look. But he's used to it by that point. Between her husband, dragon and Cousins Rhaenys is quite possibly the safest pregnant woman in all of Westeros. But I bet Daemon and Viserys are having ptsd flashbacks of when Rhaenys and Corlys would go at it when she was pregnant.
Meleys will clearly understand that Rhaenys is pregnant before Rhaenys herself, so that she will fly more slowly and with care, (as slowly as the fastest dragon of Westeros can fly. ) She won't let anyone near her, and naturally, she'll remember again her dislike for Corlys. He put her mother in this situation, so he's responsible for whatever happens to her. The chances of burning him are clearly low, but never zero. For example, if Corlys pushes Rhaenys a bit, he will probably regret the moment he thought to make her such a joke. Of course, everyone will be happy to hear about her pregnancy, Daeron was the same age as Jace, so Viserys will be very happy and Daemon I think excited. Since they grew up together, and their kids will have the same age. But Viserys may wonder if she and Corlys had fun in his halls. Incidentally, the small council's chamber is one of the most luxurious in the Red Keep, with a large table.
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