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byunpum · 6 months
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I can be a better father | Part 5 (Ikran)
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Pair: Tsu'tey x child-Grow up y/n
Warning: none, cute moments.
Note: Sorry for taking so long to answer the requests. I've had a lot of work these past few weeks, and I really haven't had much of a muse. And if I don't feel like writing, I'd better take a break so I can bring you more material. But still….thanks so much for the support!!!
Requests: (anon) Please could you make more chapters of tsu'tey and the children .. where y/n finds a dragon cub just like drogon. Also do one where spider gets an ikran even though he's human. PLEASE !!!
Avatar masterlist | Part 1, Part 2 , Part 3, Part 4, Part 5
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Tsu'tey placed the last piece of wood to his hut, tightening it tightly against the other pieces. Stepping back to observe his work, this would be enough to keep spider from falling out of the tree hut again. The man had spent all morning preparing a type of ladder so that his human-children would not fall. They were still too small to climb on the hard bark of the tree, well…they could, but he didn't want them to hurt their hands. His children's skin was delicate, he thought asking Jake for help and advice on what he should do would help and here he was…looking at his work. For a first time doing stairs they didn't look bad, or so he thought.
He sat for a while on the floor, resting. He had sent the kids to play with his half-siblings, neytiri would take care of them. And he would have some time off for himself, but all peace of mind was interrupted when he heard the voice of his little Y/N. Turning his head to see his cute baby with an ikran…newborn. Ikran were territorial creatures, so they didn't usually leave their young alone. But here was her little girl, holding the baby ikran in her tiny arms. Well what she could hold, the creature was much bigger than she was. But Y/N was holding it lovingly, walking swiftly towards her father.
"Sempuuuu, look what I found!!!!" shouts the child. Tsu'tey didn't know how to answer, his mouth was open. He had so many questions at this moment, how on earth had she taken that. Tsu'tey gets up from the ground, running towards her daughter. The creature screams, and moves into her daughter's arms.
"Baby…how? Where did you get? By my eywa" speaks tsu'tey trying to calm down, reaching out to touch the baby ikran. But the baby tries to bite him. While his little girl laughs out loud. "I found him….his mom went and left him. I'm going to be his new mommy" Y/N speaks, hugging the child more. The little girl's tiny body sways backwards trying to control her balance. "baby…we must return this baby to his family, we can't take care of him. He belongs with his family" tsu'tey tries to explain to her little daughter that the little ikran belongs with his own kind.
The little one's face turns to one of distress, pouting. By this time the creature had already cowered in Y/N's arms. "sempu…he is alone, we could take care of him…as you have taken care of me and spider" Y/N speaks, oh no those words have crushed tsu'tey's heart. He was weak when his little girl spoke to him this way. Tsu'tey sighs, he didn't want to hurt his daughter's feelings. He fixes Y/N's hair a bit, apparently she had been doing a lot of mischief the last few hours. Her hair was quite a mess, some loose braids and tangled bits of hair.
"Honey…he must be with his own species" tsu'tey starts to speak, but his daughter interrupts him. One of her small hands, touches his forearm. Her little eyes were teary. "But we are not of the same species and you are our father, right?" The little girl speaks, leaving her father speechless again. She was right, he had decided to adopt them and take care of them no matter where they were from. To tsu'tey they were his children, and always would be. Reaching over to give his little daughter a kiss on the hair. "He can stay" tsu'tey watches as her daughter begins to jump for joy, while the creature jumps with her. "but only until he can take care of himself" tsu'tey orders, the little girl accepts all excited. Hugging the baby ikran tightly. Tsu'tey had to admit that ikran babies were not something he was happy about, they were noisy and difficult to take care of.
It was very strange that he was alone, so he decided to investigate the whereabouts of the mother of this creature. And after a week of failing in his search, he proved his daughter absolutely right. Apparently the mother had left him, and she had no one to take care of him. The little ikran had one wing bigger than the other. It was not much of a difference, but this was surely the reason why he was left. Tsu'tey was happy to see how his daughter was taking care of the baby, sleeping with him. Hunting for the little ikran to eat. She looked so cute, with her little bow hunting any creature smaller than herself to give to her baby ikran. The bigger the creature grew, the stronger the bond Y/N had with her.
As the years went by…while other youngsters had to train an ikran, bond with them. And create a connection. Y/N was already flying the skies of Pandora, with taw. So she decided to name her ikran. A beautiful ikran, blue and pink in color. This surprised a lot of people, humans are not able to create bonds like the na'vi do. It created a lot of doubt and curiosity among the na'vi community, humans could have more feelings than they thought.
While the other boys were trying to bond with the ikran, even the sully boys. Y/n was calmly petting her ikran. Tsu'tey watched them curiously, himself wondering how this was possible. Watching as his daughter, hugged the creature, and the ikran closed her eyes with love and a calmness that seemed like something magical. As if the two of them were one and the same person. "You know…having that kind of bond…it's something unique and special" tsu'tey says, with some mockery in his tone. He was rubbing it in jakesully's face, that his daughter had gotten an ikran first and more effectively than his sons. Jake pouts, but laughs. "I remind you that she is my daughter too" jakesully speaks, laughing as he sees tsu'tey stand up straight. Pushing him a little, and walking away from jake.
Tsu'tey walks towards his daughter, touching her hair. The girl looks up, giving her father a big smile. "Sempu…taw is more beautiful every day, don't you think so?" the girl speaks, seeing how her daddy looks at her with such admiration and adoration. "You're amazing sweetie" tsu'tey says, seeing how his little girl giggles. And she answers him with a ' I know'. Sitting down together to watch the training of the others.
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writingsofwesteros · 5 months
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Since it's Día de los Angelitos, I just thought of Dany's orphan daughter (twin to Rhaego or something) being all alone and sad until she hears an oddly familiar screeching noise. She turns her head and is met with the apparition of Drogon, Rhaegal and Viserion. They were shrunk to their smaller size because they were returning in the forms most familiar to her/that held the best memories. She's absolutely delighted and hugs them, going on to play with them and feel the most joy she's felt in her life. Her body stills in fear when a man's hand grasps her shoulder as she has her back turned, no matter how gentle the touch. She slowly turns to him, only for her eyes to flood with tears and heart clench. In front of her was a man she never met, but her heart knew exactly who he was. Her dreams had been plagued by him for years, but she could never understand his words, the sounds much too different from the common tongue. Despite that, her mind whispered only one word to her: Rhaego. He smiles and it reminds her of the descriptions she'd been given of their father, her brother only a shade or two lighter than him with his long dark hair in a Dothraki braid, silver streaking through his hair and a vibrant purple in his dark eyes. He slowly approaches her, as if she's a frightened horse, before snatching her up in his arms and almost crushing her in the hug. She'd never thought she would meet her family again, especially her brother who'd never even had the chance to breathe. And here she was, being embraced by him at the age he would've been, her mother's dragons flying and huddling close to them. 👑💀
I love this so much !!!!!!
Ahh precious babies!! And the dragons being cute size !!
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lemonhemlock · 1 year
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Can i say how much i hate the dragon's design in the show? Like instead of the magical creatures that inspire awe and wonder they turned them into nothing but ugly flying lizards lmaoo
listen, i always thought dany's dragons were ugly af. i mean seriously?
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i may be in the minority here, but i'm kind of intrigued by the dragon design for hotd, even though i don't find some of them aesthetically-pleasing.
i think syrax is MUCH better looking than dany's dragons, she is based on a horse head and who the heck thinks horses are ugly? i will die on this hill if i must. caraxes is uglier but the fact that he is so noodle long and has a broken voice makes him endearing, honestly.
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i'm sorry but this is the head of a horse, come on.
what i really, really dislike, though, is the silhouette. i hate those protruding chests, but that's the design they kept from the OG GoT 3, it's not an original addition.
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for seasmoke that feature just jumps out at me when i see him on screen so that's why i dislike him the most, i guess, even though i think his colour is interesting. meleys honestly looks kind of non-descript to me. i don't like how unsaturated the colours are. they should be more like parrots. as it is, meleys' colour scheme is too similar to caraxes', but where he looks unique and distinguishable, she just looks like a run-of-the-mill dragon, like they ran out of ideas when designing her. arrax has a pretty clean design, but is overall too similar to seasmoke, with the addition of a squished head i'm not a fan of.
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kind of like a mesh between seasmoke and caraxes? gosh, i really hate those puffed up chests.
controversial but the little we've seen of dreamfyre and vermithor, they look too much like drogon, so if they keep that design, i will not like them. which is a pity bc i imagine dreamfyre with this beautiful, well, dreamy kind of pastel blue.
vhagar i really like. she's so ugly and old. i expect her to be hideous bc she is ancient, as opposed to certain others.
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her head shape i actually like, though, as she reminds me of dinosaurs i find cute. love that she's so wrinkly and even has a flap of neck skin hanging down.
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but honestly the best looking is baby vermax. this one i genuinely find cuddly. he almost looks like he could be a real life lizard.
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vermax's snout is shorter but he looks like a caiman, come on.
Anonymous asked: Thoughts about Caraxes's design?
well. see above. :))
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hilarychuff · 2 years
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OMG I just thought of another "The Princess Diaries", sometimes I still think of Sansa who waited for Jon and him never showing up. My poor baby😭
ok i knew i wanted to do this jonsa princess diaries au scene almost immediately because a) frankly there aren't that many actual mia michael scenes in the movie and i don't have my copies of the books at my apartment and b) it's cute!! cute before the heartbreaking moment where jon accidentally stands her up!!! you can imagine the ensuing angst for yourself on this one ❤️ also i thought about waiting until the morning to post this but whatever fuck it i’ll just shameless self reblog later
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Oh For Fork’s Sake
“Um,” Sansa says suddenly, the slightly higher pitch of her voice grabbing Jon’s attention as they walk side by side to school.
She’s been talking practically nonstop for the last five minutes, rambling really as she fills him in about her day yesterday, how Sister Mordane gave her a solo in choir, how Robb’s band practiced the same song for forty-five minutes straight at their uncle Benjen’s garage last night. He doesn’t mind. He’s liked just listening, actually. Well, not exactly listening. He’s getting the gist of what she’s saying he’s pretty sure, and he’s been responding appropriately (or at least he thinks he has, nodding along each time she glances over at him at least), but mostly he’s just been enjoying walking next to her.
It’s rare that it’s just the two of them like this — usually Arya is nearby, or Robb, even her little brothers Bran or Rickon — but when he’d rang the Stark family’s doorbell that morning, she’d been the only one who’d answered, opening the door almost immediately and then snapping it shut behind her. Arya was running late, she insisted. Too late to wait for. She’d overslept, told Sansa they should go ahead without her, that she’d grab a ride with Robb instead. So they’d left, and Sansa had seemingly made it her mission to fill the silence for every moment since.
He doesn’t mind. Lately, his head has been so full of stupid prince stuff, packed to the brim with names of long-dead relatives and Valyrian family crests and edicts the Targaryen line had issued over the last 300 years. Daenerys has been drilling him on them relentlessly, insisting he’ll be an embarrassment of an heir if he doesn’t figure out how to get this all down. She’d lost her temper with him last night when he’d mixed up his oyster fork and cocktail fork, and he’d been so frustrated he’d shoved away from the table, so desperate for a break that he’d nearly knocked his chair to the ground. Instead it had only wobbled for a moment, then slammed back down onto all four legs, loud enough that it had startled one of his aunt’s vicious little corgis that had been crowded around her feet under the table. Drogon had lunged, snapped at his ankle, and Jon was certain he’d been on the verge of starting an international incident once he’d finally managed to shake his pants free of the pup’s clenched teeth.
Daenerys had banished him for the rest of the night after that, commanding him to get out of her sight, and he’d stormed straight out and walked the 15 blocks home without stopping. Only Ghost had been able to help him calm down, but when he’d fallen asleep later that night, his dreams had been plagued by royal rules and family trees and he’d woken up stressed all over again. So hearing Sansa just babble on about her day as they walk the half mile from her place to school — well, it’s been kind of nice to pretend at least for a few moments that everything is still normal. That he’s just a regular high schooler like she is.
Now, though, she’s like a record that skipped the track, a few sharp little intakes of her breath punctuating the silence that’s fallen between them even as she keeps her strides steady.
“Um, so I was wondering,” she finally manages, and is she… nervous? Is that what the babbling had been about? She’s a little flushed too now that he thinks about it, both of her thumbs hooked into her backpack straps instead of swinging loosely at her sides. Did Arya tell her about him? Does she know? Is that why she’s suddenly acting weird around him?
“Do you —” she starts, then lets out a huff of a laugh, shaking her ponytail as if that’ll reshuffle the words she’s looking for into just the right order. When she finally gets them out, they’re not at all what he was expecting. “Do you have plans already for Saturday night?”
The question takes him entirely by surprise. Is she asking what he thinks she’s asking?
“Why, is Robb’s band playing somewhere?” he says by way of answer. “Did he recruit you to find him roadies again?”
“Oh, no — Well, I mean, yes,” she says. “Robb managed to convince some café by Dacey’s house that they’re definitely good enough to be playing public gigs, but I, um —” She hesitates again, just for a moment. “I was thinking maybe, if you wanted to, we could do something else. The parts for your mustang came in, and Uncle Benjen gave me my own key to the garage just in case I ever need it, and I know he wouldn’t mind if we wanted to work on your car after hours.”
She’s blushing a little more now, biting her lip, and he can’t believe for a moment that this is really happening. He’s never imagined it like this, her asking him, so nervous that it makes him feel more confident than he ever has in comparison.
“If we wanted to work on it?” he teases, grinning.
“OK,” she says, rolling her eyes, but he can see her fighting her own smile even as she looks straight ahead instead of at him. “If you wanted to work on it while I watched. And maybe —” She hesitates again, sneaks a glance at him, but his smile seems to reassure her. “Maybe we can even order pizza. And M&Ms. And put it on the company card. Uncle Benjen still owes me from that time he accidentally spilled transmission fluid on my math homework.”
He nods along, waits for her to finish, and then shoots her mock-suspicious look.
“You know,” he drawls. “If I didn’t know any better, Sansa, I’d say you were trying to ask me on a date.”
She laughs, finally releases her iron grip on her backpack straps so she can give him a playful shove.
“Shut up. Do you want to or not?”
When her arms drop to her sides, they’re close enough that his knuckles brush against the back of her hand. Suddenly, he feels like he could correctly identify a thousand stupid little forks, recognize the minute differences in each one by touch alone. “OK,” he agrees. “Yeah, Saturday. Let’s do it.”
His knuckles brush the back of her hand again, his fingers flexing, hand open just in case she wants to slip hers into it — and then Arya is bursting between them.
“Um, hello!” she demands, just this side of panting, her school uniform rumpled and ragged where Sansa’s is pristine and pressed. “Didn’t you two hear me shouting your names? And why didn’t you wait for me? I told you I just needed a few minutes!”
He shoots Sansa an accusatory look, and she has the good grace to at least seem a little sheepish. Still, to think that she purposely went out of her way to get him alone? If you put a family tree in front of him, he could fill out every single fucking name, date, and formal title on the damn thing.
“Sorry,” Sansa says. “I thought you were just getting in the shower, not getting out.”
If she were paying attention, Arya would see that for the obvious lie it is, but she’s not looking at them anymore, instead looking down the street past them.
“What’s going on at school?” she asks, and she’s right, there’s something, a crowd hovering around the front steps.
The whole area is buzzing, people milling around with microphones and cameras and tape recorders, reporters and photographers loitering as if they’re waiting for something. There are some students out front too, Joffrey and Margaery and Loras all at the top of the steps — and then Joffrey is leaning out over the railing, pointing, shouting something and, almost as if as one, the whole mob turns to look at Jon. Fuck.
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ladyimaginarium · 9 months
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🍓- if you're an introject, what is ur source/who are you? (Don't tell if uncomfy!)
📍- funny story that happened in exomemories (If u have any)
🍒 - funny story that happened in headspace?
🌹- funny story that happened in the meatspace?
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🍓- if you're an introject, what is ur source/who are you? (Don't tell if uncomfy!)
I& am Daenerys Stormborn of the House Targaryen First Of My& Name and the rightful Queen of Westeros.
I& am her& ancestor, Queen Rhaenyra& of the House Targaryen First Of My& Name and the rightful Queen of Westeros before I& died.
My& name is Marco Adriano&, it's a pleasure to meet you.
I'm& the one and only Loretta Christiano Amodio!
📍- funny story that happened in exomemories (If u have any)
There were times when I& was Queen of Meereen that I& would arrange little games for my& cupbearers who were the children of Meereenese nobles who opposed my& rule. Missandei& would join in, too, and for the first time in a long time, she& could actually feel like a child. My& handmaids Irri and Jhiqui would join them, too. I& would set up hide and seek arrangements in the Great Pyramid... and... gods, the laughter. They reminded me& of Drogon, Rhaegal and Viserion when they were hatchlings. I'll& never forget it. Ser Barristan& would walk up to my& chambers and summon me& to court at the behest of the people, however, which was always a plight to the children because they wanted me& to stay, but I& told them that they could continue playing as long as they liked. They appreciated that, I& could tell. It was one of my& fondest memories in Meereen.
When I& was a girl at court, there were times when Syrax& would follow me around outside the Red Keep in the morning to keep a watchful eye over me&... and to pester the cooks for food. Lady Laena& and I& walked past a particular window while we& were gossiping about the affairs of court and we& saw Syrax& being fed a hefty piece of sheep. It was far too early to be up in the morning at that time and my& royal father would tell us& both to go return to our& chambers if he found out, and we& were giggling so loudly that some of the chefs turned around and saw us&... but they were kind enough to not report to my& father about it.
Ah... hm, let's see. There's a few I& could talk about, but for simplicity's sake, I'll& go with one. When I& was a younger boy and didn't know anything, about a year or so before the Second Destroyers attacked Ergastulum, Striker, Beretta& and I& when I& was previously known as Spas would occasionally go rollerskating once we& were done our& chores and training. For context, we& lived in a nearby cottage in the woods not too far outside of Paris, France once Maverick& managed to get us& out of the program, and it was just us&, Svetlana& and eventually baby Sig& taking care of each other when Maverick& turned 17 considering she was our& assigned leader. Beretta& would always wear these cute goth girlesque outfits (and I& guess she& hasn't changed much since) and Striker would get angry if anyone so much as even looked at her& in the wrong way. So we were rollerskating through the streets to go to this local cafe. I& honestly don't remember what we'd gotten, but Striker had a game in mind. He had these... fiery hot candies that I& don't remember the name of that he'd& bought from another store ( you'd be surprised to know that outside of his duties, Striker was actually a good kid... give or take, relatively speaking ). He dared me& to eat one of them while he& ate the other. The longest one to withstand the heat won and the loser had to jump into the lake nearby the cottage. It was safe to say that he won that match. Whatever it was, it was very hot to the tongue and Striker had this shit eating grin on his face and Beretta& was over the moon giggling the entire time. Later that day, when we& returned to the cottage, Striker pretty much pushed me& into the water. The water was cool to the touch and while Beretta& was laughing and teasing me&, Striker picked her& up and they both jumped in together. The entire time, Minimi& was smoking one of his marijuana laced joints ( he& had chronic pain due to his& injuries ) sitting on the porch and Maverick& and Svetlana& came outside with baby Sig& in Marie's& arms and asked what on earth was going on. Striker told her& what had happened and Svetlana& let out the heartiest laugh and Marie& was shaking her head with an exasperated smile. In hindsight, I& don't know why I'm& remembering this now, that felt like so long ago, but... it was a memory before things fell apart, I& suppose. A memory that things really were sweet back then and if only they had the perspective change that I& had that day, then perhaps things would be different. Perhaps I& never would have died. Perhaps Connie& wouldn't have died and Joel& wouldn't have had to spend the last years of her& life feeling as if it were her& fault that she& lost her only living kin that remained. It was my& fault.
One time when a meeting between the Four Fathers was being held, just before, I& couldn't stop listening to "Oops! I Did It Again" by Britney Spears (love you Britney!) and Galahad was jamming with me& to it and just as Marco& got out of the car, Gally locked him& out and Marco& was out here yelling and telling us& that we were gonna be late but we were having the time of our lives in the car so poor Marco& was just... standing there looking so exasperated. Listen, you never interfere with a girl and her playlists!
🍒 - funny story that happened in headspace?
i& wasn't there when it happened but cookie monster& was in some of the kitchens in elysium& ( which is basically one of our& main areas, it's where the fronting room is, i'll& probably explain it in another post ). anyway, he& was just out here having the time of his& life, but here's the catch. other system members& wanted the cookies, too. alex& was about to get some for herself& but when she& saw that he& practically ate pretty much every cookie there was, she& picked up this water spray bottle on the sink counter and just sprayed him& with it. poor cookie monster& was just like "oh, me& sorry, miss alex&, please dont tell me& mommy! AAAAAAAH" & alex& just wasn't having it & then erica& just. walked in & just. blinked & stared blankly bc shenanigans happen all the time. lmfao safe to say it was pretty chaotic. this is what i& mean when i& say that sometimes being a system is a crossover that literally no one asked for. /lh
🌹- funny story that happened in the meatspace?
okay so sig& was fronting at the time and interacting with my& mother. i& have no idea why she& was fronting, probably just bc she& wanted to. ( to clarify, our& mother is fully aware of our& diagnosis ). anyway, sig& was talking about my& mom's ex bf & she& was like "listen big mama if a man ever talked like that to me&, i'd& chop him in half with my& axe, works every time!"with this cheery tone and my& mom just. stared at her& for like 46 minutes and then laughed. sig's& actually really funny in a morbid kinda way. /lh
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my-imogenie-fan · 2 years
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Dragon
Hi Everyone! Dragons, where can you find one? Well a new show on HBOMax (that’s if you have HBOMax), me will have to wait until it goes to another station. Game of Thrones House Of The Dragon. Name Drogon Look a photo of baby Drogon, so cute! Drogon flying in the sky! Let me know what you think about it. Have a great day! Hope
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madeleineengland · 5 years
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Drogon being a good boy™
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pyrrhaeic · 5 years
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smol tentative tag drop.
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zafirosreverie · 3 years
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Hi I was the one who asked about the Daenerys fic if your ok with it would you be ok with doing one where reader was riding the dragon that the night king shot down. And dany had to watch them fall but reader didn’t die and ends up coming back with the dragon and saves dany from the night walkers during the fight at winterfell. If your uncomfortable with it then you don’t have to I will understand. Love your writing by the way.
Here it is hon! As i said, i haven't watch the show in a long time (and it's my first time writting for her in a almost a year) so, I'm sorry if Daenerys feels ooc or if i got something wrong.
I hope you like it!
Fly again (Daenerys x reader)
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You didn’t know what was happening until it was too late. 
You had gone with Daenerys to rescue Jon Snow and the others, fighting against this...thing called The Night King. You really didn’t understand why Dany would care this much for the man, but you didn’t question it either. It was Daenerys, your khaleesi (and a little more)! You would always be by her side, no matter what.
You were so fortunate to have her trust and love. By the time she found you alone, she was already a widow. She took you under her wing and kept you by her side, allowing you to grow closer to her and her children. She would do anything for you and you would die for her. 
Seemed that the universe thought it was a good time to prove it.
When Dany decided to go help the men, you quickly offered to go with her. She smiled and kissed you softly before she told you to go with Viserion.
Viserion. Your lovely boy.
You loved the three children of Daenerys, as if they were your own, and they seemed to accept you too, but Viserion was always your secret favorite. He was often left behind in the sake of Drogon, who was stronger and fiercer, or for Rhaegal, who was much calmer and serene, always at the orders of his mother and brother.
But Viserion was always in the middle ground. Not as strong as Drogon, but much more naugthy than Rhaegal. And you loved it. From the time when he was just a baby, he would often sit on your shoulder, or curl up on your lap, pulling on your clothes to have your attention. When he growed up a little and was learning to hunt, he would often bring something for you, from a single fish or a whole goat. It was so cute of him. 
Dany would joke about how you stole her place as his parent. 
And maybe you did. Not fully, of course, but this was your baby too.
And now, the two of you were falling. Falling from the fucking sky. It hurted you to know that this was the end, that you couldn’t save your boy, that you would never see your other children. But most of all, that you wouldn’t kiss Dany or hold her in your arms ever again. 
“I’m sorry, boy” you shushed as you and the dragon kept falling, some of his blood in the air “I love you” you whispered for both him and Daenerys. 
The last thing you felt was something strong and rough wrapping around you, before the darkness swallowed you. 
Daenerys watched in horror as The Night King shot her son and made him fall. 
“Y/N” she whispered. You were there, you were on Viserion’s back!
The shock made her freez and she couldn’t move as she watched you both falling to the ground. The dragon curled up as he fell, but you weren’t nowhere to be seen. The world disappeared for her. 
She didn’t feel the men getting on Drogon’s back, or Ser Jorah calling her name, telling her to fly. She just couldn’t feel anything as she watched Viserion disappear in the cold water. When Jorah put his hand on her shoulder, she snapped out of her shock and ordered Drogon to get them out of there. 
As they flew away, she glared one last time to the broken ice. She knew her other two children felt the same pain as her. They lost you both.
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You didn’t know how much time you were unconscious. You gasped for air when you woke up and quickly watched around. You were lying on the snow, but couldn't see anything beyond a meter. Something covered you, enclosing you in a kind of cocoon. It took you a few moments to recognize the warmth around you.
"Viserion" you whispered.
The dragon was hugging you, protecting you.
You carefully pushed one of the wings and walked outside your cocoon. You heard the dragon groaning as you walked to his head, patting it. Viserion slowly opened his eyes and you sighed in relief when you noticed they were still green. He was still your boy. 
“Good to know that the night king didn’t take you from me, boy” you said as you kissed his head. 
Your second thought was Dany. She probably thought you were dead. Damn it, not long ago you thought you were dead yourself! The simple thought of her mourning you, mourning for Viserion, was too much for you. You wanted to go to her, to hug her and kiss her. And Drogon and Rheagal! They were your children too, and even if your bond with them wasn’t as strong as your bond with Viserion, you knew they loved you as much as you loved them. And they lost a brother too. God, you wanted to comfort them all. But you couldn’t with Viserion in that state. 
His wound was still open and it broke your heart. He saved you. Saved you from the fall, saved you from drowning, saved you from the cold. He protected you even when he hurt himself. It was your turn to take care of him, and you swore to all the gods you knew that you would see him fly again. For him, for Drogon, for Rheagal and for Dany.
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“Watch out!” you yelled and Viserion dodged a tree, making you laugh. It felt so good to fly again with him.
The past months were a nightmare for you. It was extremely hard to take care of a wounded dragon, and even more when you were in the middle of nowhere. Finding food was a hard task as you were recovering too and Viserion couldn’t move too much. The cold was often a pain in your ass as you couldn’t even see too much because of the snow. 
That and you also had to hide from the night walkers. Apparently, The Night King thought you were dead too, and wanted Viserion on his army. Hidding a fucking dragon was probably the hardest thign you have ever done. But the love you had for Viserion and the hope to see Daenerys someday again, kept you alive all this time. 
You knew the Night King had a plan and knowing Dany, she would be on Winterfell when the night walkers invade it. So you didn’t have much time. You had to train with Viserion to be ready for the war. 
It made you feel guilty, making him fight too soon after his recovery, but you didn’t have other choice. You had to do it, for Dany.
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Daenerys looked around, trying to find someone to help her or something to defend herself. The night king made her fall from Drogon and she was alone on the battlefield. 
It was her fault, really. She has been blinded by the rage. It was him who took it all from her: her son, her partner, the love of her life. Everything she loved! And she wasn’t known for forgiving someone who hurted what was important to her. 
That’s why she risked herself and attacked him alone. She was sure Drogon’s fire would be enough to kill him, but the bastard just walked out of it as if it was a simple breeze. Now she was alone, and pretty sure she would die. 
At least...at least she would see you again. 
The night walkers approached her from all the angles. She was surrounded, without escape and without a weapon. Although even if she had one, she still would not have been able to defend herself, she had no combat experience.
And then, she saw it. 
A fireball coming from the sky, forming a barrier in front of her and burning the night walkers. What the hell? When she looked up again, she gasped. It couldn’t be. 
You were on Viserion’s back, with fire burning on your e/c eyes. You were smiling. And alive. You were pretty alive.
Viserion landed a few steps from Daenerys. You got off his back quickly and ran to her. Surprise filled her beautiful face.
"Khaleesi" you said, smiling at her and waiting for her to recover from her surprise. You knew that you would have to move fast, to help in the battle, but at that moment, the only important thing was that she was there, in front of you, beautiful as always. You had missed her so much. 
“Y/N?” she whispered, not sure if her mind was playing tricks on her. She prayed it wasn’t the case as she threw herself at your arms.
You were there. You really were there. You were alive. And Viserion too!
“How-” she couldn’t finish because you pressed your lips to hers. 
It felt so good kissing her again. She was shocked, but quickly kissed your back, letting all her grieve fade away, replaced with relief and happiness. She thought you were dead, she had mourned you! 
“Viserion saved me” you said and smiled. Dany blinked and couldn’t help but to feel grateful and proud of her son. 
The dragon growled when more night walkers appeared. You took Daenerys’ hand and helped her to climb onto Viserion’s back. You wished you had more time to talk, to hug and kiss her. But it will have to wait. 
For now, you have ice asses to kick.
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magalidragon · 3 years
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it must be puppy love | part 2 | teaser
Distracted by work and fandom wank yesterday (don’t slide into my DMs with your BS. 😑) so I didn’t work on this how I wanted. As apologies for not getting it up today like I wanted I will offer a teaser and cross fingers I can get it done by Friday. Enjoy!
That was about the extent of it, he thought, reflecting on that particular morning. It was only a few days ago. He was so fucking confused. He brooded about it the entire way to the vet clinic, parking behind her car, and going up and inside. One of the vet techs-- every one of them wore red scrubs, so weird-- led him to the exam room, where Drogon was resting on the floor, poking at the crate where the pups wiggled around, squealing in displeasure that they’'d been taken from their mother.
Ghost rushed immediately to his children, Jon nodding to Dany, who was scrolling on her phone. "Hey," he greeted, unclipping Ghost's lead.
She smiled briefly; she had a very nice smile, he'd been remiss to tell her. "Hey. Oh look at that, Ghost you've got a new accessory."
"Passed his trials this morning."
"Amazing," she murmured, furrowing her brow as Ghost began digging at a divot in the tile. She darted a glance to him, silently questioning. He shrugged; he could pass the K-9 trials, didn't mean he had to be fully smart elsewhere. She smiled a little wider, scratching Ghost's ears. "Good boy. Check on your babies."
Drogon wagged her tail, looking up when he approached her. He knelt to her level, ruffling her ears and pressing a kiss to her nose. She was relatively cute, when you studied her long enough. He still gave Dany shit for having an ugly dog though. "How're you girl? Hmm? Pups keeping you up?" He turned to hte crate, reaching in and collecting the one closest, the little girl, whose fur had begun growing in and was now about the same snowy white as her father. She nuzzled into his chest, squeaking, litlte paws scrabbling at him.
He rubbed between her ears, lifting his gaze to meet Dany, who was still attending to Ghost. He cleared his throat, shrugging, pretending like he hadn't already been thinking about this. "You know...they're getting bigger and stuff and...we need to think about...are we gonna' keep them or...sell..."
Even he didn't feel good about the last word. He was relieved when Dany jerked her head up, horrified. "Sell them? Fuck no! You might have a heart of ice, but I actually care, these are Drogon's babies and I will not...”
"Whoa, chill out Dragon Queen." He made a 'time out' motion with his hands, not at all expecting that to stop her, which it did not. He sighed, while Dany ranted another moment about how he was just "dumping" the children because he couldn't be bothered, and finally he chose drastic action.
He swooped in and kissed her.
It had the desired effect. She stopped talking, her words catching in the back of her throat, mouth parted in surprise. He took the opportunity to lightly cup the back of her head, at an awkward angle as she was looking up from her seated position and he was bending over, the dogs and crate between them, and a wiggling pup against his chest. He was surprised himself, mostly by how gentle it was. He didn't intend it, it just...happened.
She reached up, her hand curling around his forearm, fingers digging into the thick fatigues material, and she returned the kiss, lips soft under his. He broke away first, eyes wide on hers, and saw her expression likely mirrored his, violet irises wide around her dilated pupil, her pink lips swollen, open slightly. She darted her tongue to wet them, her hand still around his arm. He dropped his from her head, lightly stroking over one of her braids across her shoulder and drifted away.
The room was quiet; the pups squealed and Drogon huffed a sigh, moving into a more comfortable position. Ghost panted, whipping his head between them both. He swallowed hard, murmuring. "No one's selling the puppies."
It threw her off, her throat bobbing, a muscle in her jaw ticking when she swallowed. "Alright," she rasped. She dropped her hand from his arm, like she'd been burned, and fisted her fingers against her thighs. Coughing, she composed herself, and he took the moment to do the same, also thrown off, not just by his initial reaction to bloody fucking kiss her, but the way hed done so. And even the way she reacted.
Like what the fuck Snow? They had no label on whatever this was, didn't want to even think about it, and he was not interested. He'd been married for five miserable bloody awful years, the only thing he'd come to realize out of that situation was that he never wanted to feel like that again and that meant no bloody relationships.
Ghost, the stupid mutt, did not seem to understand that they were in this together, and had gone and started something with the dog next door, and now it seemed he was in the same situation. Even if Drogon seemed a bit more reluctant, despite Ghost's best efforts. He was now sitting right beside her, his big fluffy butt sitting on her back legs, but Drogon didn't mind.
Dany's eye twitched, almost imperceptible. She cleared her throat and reached into her tote bag, removing a very "lawyerly" black leather portfolio. She flicked it open and took out a red pen with dragons engraved in it, uncapped it with her teeth, and began to scrawl atop a yellow legal pad. He scowled. "You suing me?"
"No," she snapped. She set the pen cap down and primly rested the notepad on her knee, legs crossed. She spoke as she wrote. "In the matter of Ghost Snow and Drogon Targaryen....custody arrangements for...." She glanced at the pups, hte one still in his arms and the other who had wiggled out of the crate and straight to Drogon, suckling eagerly. She squinted. "Well they need names, but for now we will refer to them as Child A and Child B."
He drolled, "How sentimental." What on earth was she doing? He said nothing, his heart skipping behind his ribs.
Dany continued, writing quickly. "Custody agreement shall commence upon the date of first weaning, after which Child A and Child B are no longer fully dependent on mother, Drogon Targaryen, for sustenance."
"You are so clinical, my gods."
"I am being thorough," she said, but there was no heat behind it. She lifted her eyebrows, smirking at him. "Do you want them every other day or week or what?"
He looked at Ghost, who cocked his head, tongue out at the side of his open mouth. "I think Ghost would like to see his children as much as physically possible." He furrowed his eyebrows, thinking, an idea forming. He nodded to her legal pad. "Keep working on that, but I have an idea."
"Dangerous."
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zae82 · 4 years
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Mother of Baby Dragons
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Sometimes it feels like her 3 dragons from more than a lifetime ago were reborn into 3 precious actual human babies. Aemon is definitely Drogon, with his dark hair. And the twins Rhaegal and Viserion. Dany is so happy. She loves watching her kids play. Gives her a feeling of overflowing happiness, peace and contentment. Also I had to expand the kids’ room.
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Look at Ghost sleeping in the same room with the Targlings! He adores his hooman siblings so much.
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Dany coming in the nursery again to check in on her precious babies. Her baby dragons are sleeping peacefully. They’re safe and sound. Nothing can take them away from her.
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The lemon 🍋 tree is looking good because Jon tends to it diligently.
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Aaaah My Jonerys heart.... they’re kissing in the front yard of the House with the red door and lemon tree. End Game Y’alls... End Game
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Look at their smiles and the flowering lemon 🍋 tree in the background.
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My Queen is contemplating again. Life is good. Daenerys Targaryen Snow has everything she needs and loves. Honestly fuck the Iron Throne what she deeply wanted was to Go Home. And she’s home now.
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Also the Targlings are super Cute. And the way Ghost rolls in his sleep. Gaaahhhh.... let me happily die in this Jonerys fluff universe! 🥰🥰🥰
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lemonhemlock · 1 year
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Get to know the blogger
Tagged by the lovely @ichooseviolence 😍 Thanks for including me, I love tag games!
Share your wallpaper: both my phone and desktop wallpapers are depictions of Jaime charging at Daenerys & Drogon with a spear.
Last song you listened to: Hot In It - Charlie XCX & Tiesto
Last Show: last show I watched is Shadow & Bone, my boyfriend and I are trying to finish it.
Craving: so this week I've been obsessed with these little baby croissants / pastry rolls filled with Turkish delight from my local bakery, which I've been eating with milk.
What you are wearing right now: This has been a pajama day for me. So an oversized, old-lady nightgown in a peach background with an orange roses pattern because I love the granny aesthetic, with striped peach trousers underneath and reindeer socks (they're too cute to wear just for Christmas).
How tall are you: 170 cm.
Piercings: my ears
Tattoos: none
Glasses or contacts: I was blessed with 20/20 vision. Still going strong.
Last drink: a shot of Bärenjäger honey liqueur <3
Last thing you ate: a kind of shakshuka we made for breakfast with tomato sauce, some ravioli and poached eggs, with grated cheddar on top. I'm about to eat some really tasty pulled pork and fries now.
Favorite color: well, it has to be pink, innit. Gotta keep up with the Barbie lifestyle.
Current obsession: Gosh, I can't escape the ASOIAF brainrot.
Favorite fictional character: Cersei Lannister, Jaime Lannister, Sansa Stark
The last place you traveled: I went to a dinosaur theme park last summer as part of my holidays!
Gently tagging (no pressure): @moroslavklose @duxbelisarius @navree @scalyfreaks @ladybug023 @stargazing-sapphire @starstrucksnowing @slayhousehightower @chaoticcoffeequeen
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Hi! I love that you are supporting Team Targaryen❤️ My question is: how do you think the Jonerys baby would look like? And his/her potential siblings? And do you believe that a Jonerys baby could happen in the future books? I honestly think so and I imagine a baby girl with her father’s hair and her mother’s purple eyes. And many, many others babies😍 Jon would be the sweetest dad of all times, Dany the best mom of all time and Ghost and the dragons the babysitters XD
Hi!! Yay Team Targaryen always😌 this is such a cute thought, I'd love for them to have a dozen babies but I'm not so optimistic anymore...
There are a couple of depictions of their little Targlings, one being my own lol that I'd love to see, but I definitely would want their firstborn to be a real Valyrian baby; silver-blond hair and lilac eyes💜 I always think of Jaehaerys and Alysanne's children when I think of Jonerys babies; precocious little Daenerys, beautiful Aemon with his rare white gold hair and pale lilac eyes and brave Baelon, the Spring Prince, two brothers completely devoted to each other... 😭
I think your idea is great, brown hair and purple eyes would be such a serve too👌🏼 I would honestly love for them to raise their own family with Drogon, Rhaegal and Viserion procreating to have some hatchlings of their own, and Ghost watching over them all🥺🥺🥺
Such a pipe dream huh😔
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That "might burn your family" tweet is indicative of what I know is going to happen in fandom: sure, people are indignant now about Dany but most people don't like to be rebels; they like to be co-signed by authority (the "I'm right b/c its canon" crowd"). And no matter how it was sugarcoated, GOT canon is that Dany is a mass-murderer. Those who are not stans will slowly but surely fall in line with this reading of her, not the least b/c they don't want to be wrong AGAIN when the books come out.
If you didn’t see it already, this is the HBO_UK tweet the anon refers: 
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You sound very hopeful Anon. I agree that, in general, most people don’t like to be wrong, and certainly they don’t want to be wrong again about the same issue. 
But this fandom is something else…
Certain part of it just decided to live in denial and delusion (oh the irony): “I would never post a pic of dead dany”, “dany belongs to her fans that really love her and not to the misogynist show/books creators” (copyright what?), “I would never read the Books if that is the final”, etc, etc, etc.
We also have the actress that played dany saying/doing things like these:
I stand by Daenerys.
Clarke revealed that she met Beyonce at an Oscars after-party hosted by the musician and her husband, Jay Z. There, she was approached by the host herself, who gushed about Daenerys Targaryen. Beyonce, however, like the rest of the world, was at that point ignorant about Daenerys’ dark turn in Season 8. “All I wanted to scream was ‘Please, please still like me even though my character turns into a mass-killing dictator! Please still think that I’m representing women in a really fabulous way,’ ” Clarke said of the encounter. [x]
About the backlash on the final season: “It was profoundly flattering. Is what it was, because when someone cares that much, that they’re ready to make such a noise about how they believe the characters should have been… should have been finished, and how the story should have been gone. That’s just enormously flattering, that just shows how much everybody loved it.”        
She is using Dany and Drogon images to promote her charity.  Dany is not bringing fire and blood for once, she is a cute little nurse bringing help to those in need.     
We also have certain group of “asoiaf experts“ so called BNF, that decided not to watch the Show years ago, because it’s “sacrilege“, only the books are canon (in this I agree), but they have created their own canon, the way they interprete and understand the Books, and their followers buy everything they say as “the canon”. They still believe in their 20 years old theories that include Dany is the hero, maybe she would have a brief “dark phase“ but then “enters Jon” and they gonna fall in love, make love, celebrate life, have a baby, defeat the big bad guys walk walkers and sacrifice themselves to save the humanity. Tyrion will be the third head of the dragon, etc.  
As you can see Anon, that very human sentiment to hate being wrong, sometimes includes the belief that you can’t be wrong. So all these people (fans/stans/experts/etc) will stand by their beliefs and theories till the very end (when the books are at last published and they read them). And even after that they would say that GRRM is wrong, just like right now they are saying D&D are wrong.  
Dark Dany is not new. It have been theorized for years, And according to Elio García, co-author of the World of Ice and Fire, GRRM himself complimented that Dark Dany essay: “(…) he referred very specifically to the Meereenese Blot website and the knot essays. He said he was told about them, read them, and was very pleased that someone was able to get his difficulties and his intentions perfectly.”
And for those that paid attention, it was clear that the Show was taking that route at least since season 2. Her conversation with the Spice King is very telling. There is also this conversation with Hizdahr Zo Loraq in season 5 that is very much the same conversation she had with Jon just before he killed her. 
The Battle of the Bastard’s script says: “She doesn’t have to look. She only allows the faintest hint of a smile. A smile that says: my tyranny is not ended, motherfucker. It’s only just begun.”
People also have season 7 and even after watching those seven episodes, they believed that GOT was going to have a happy ending, a Disney one, with Targaryen restoration, jonerice wedding, king and queen coronation, boat baby and all. 
But you are right, the sugarcoat was real. They change season 7 - episode 2 title from “The Mad King’s Daughter” to something more poetic/whitewashed: “Stormborn”: 
What I was impressed by was the little hints that we saw of potentially her (Daenerys) becoming like her father in those conversations ( her talking with Varys). You know, threatening to burn somebody alive, in any universes, it’s not great.
Bryan Cogman: She has dragons, an effective form of execution.
But knowing what her father was doing to people that line sticks in your ear and also when inviting him ( Jon) down and she wants him to immediately bend the knee
Bryan Cogman: Yeah, I mean, she sees this as her birthright… it’s plain and simple, you know, they took this from her, it’s hers.
And so much of the episode ( really the whole season) not just for Daenerys but for a lot of our characters is dealing with the legacy of their families and the generations that preceded them and dealing not only with how they feel about it and what they might share with some of those ancestors but how other people perceive you.
That legacy it’s kind of why I wanted to originally call it the Mad King’s daughter (I like Stormborn, I think is a great title actually), I really wanted to call it the Mad King’s daughter and actually it would have made more sense.
In the original edit there were more characters referring to her like this in pretty much every scene and I think some of that was lost in the final edit but in the original script and in the original edit ( which was longer) pretty much every character that wasn’t in the Daenerys‘s circle was referring to her as “the Mad King’s daughter is here” .
Considering this idea that she’s got a reputation before she has ever set foot there, because she has a brother’s reputation too, that first scene is definitely about her reconciling with that, wrestling with how much of that legacy is good for her brand and what isn’t and certainly that is a big part of the no-fire bombing strategy.
It’s like: you could come in here and torch the whole place and everyone would be horrified and what have you achieved? If you want to rule, you need to take a different approach.
But under that, and I think you picked up on something in that first scene, is that she’s got a real kind of need and desire to go in guns blazing and from an emotional point of view the scene has to set up this.
Game of Thrones’ Writer Bryan Cogman: In Conversation (Part 2)
The Mad King’s Daughter, she’s got a real kind of need and desire to go in guns blazing. 
Yeah, hero material you all.
And even during season 8, after episode 2, Bryan Cogman made this really telling comparison between Sansa and Dany:
Sansa knows that of all the Starks that were ripped from Winterfell, she suffered the most to get it back. She’s the driving force for getting it back. Now she’s being told, “It’s not yours, and it’s not the Starks’ anymore. It belongs to Hitler’s daughter, the worst person in the world’s daughter, the daughter of the person who murdered your grandfather and uncle in the worst way possible. And guess what? Your brother, who you convinced to step up when he wanted to fuck off because of his death experience, bent the knee to her and is telling you that she’s your queen.” What part of Sansa’s reaction to any of this is irrational?
At the same time, if you’re Dany, this is the family that stole your family’s legacy. You grew up as a child living in constant fear that you were going to be murdered the next day. Then you’re married off to a warlord, and you’ve scraped and suffered and endured, and here you are. You’re going to help these people who destroyed your life and your family’s lives. Where’s the gratitude?
Even if he described both sides’ positions and sentiments, if you say one side’s reaction is not irrational, and then call the other side “Hitler’s daughter”, you know exactly who is the good guy and who is the evil one. 
D&D surely sugarcoated Dany, they were not calling her plainly “The Mad King’s Daughter”, but they were subtly telling us that she indeed was Aery’s pretty version: 
Jon: She’ll be a good queen. For all of us. She’s not her father.
Sansa: No, she’s much prettier.
—GOT season 8 - episode 1
In that “I stand by Daenerys” article, the interviewer recalled Kit Harington’s words about Jon killing Dany, during season 8 filming:
“I think it’s going to divide,” Harington says of the finale’s fan reaction. “But if you track her story all the way back, she does some terrible things. She crucifies people. She burns people alive. This has been building. So, we have to say to the audience: ‘You’re in denial about this woman as well. You knew something was wrong. You’re culpable, you cheered her on.’”
Harington adds he worries the final two episodes will be accused of being sexist, an ongoing criticism of GoT that has recently resurfaced perhaps more pointedly than ever before. “One of my worries with this is we have Cersei and Dany, two leading women, who fall,” he says. “The justification is: Just because they’re women, why should they be the goodies? They’re the most interesting characters in the show. And that’s what Thrones has always done. You can’t just say the strong women are going to end up the good people. Dany is not a good person. It’s going to open up discussion but there’s nothing done in this show that isn’t truthful to the characters. And when have you ever seen a woman play a dictator?”
After reading what Kit said, Dany stans gone rabid. They said things like HBO forced him to say those words and others simply insulted and hated him. Because, you know, he is wrong. D&D are also wrong. They are just a pair of white misogynist dudes that can’t stand women in power… SHAME! SHAME! SHAME!
I mean, look at these headlines. Dany stans/targ lovers are now justifying genocide. They are making/selling/buying “Her Satanic Majestic” T-shirts. 
So there you have it Anon. Some of them decided to believe Dany will still be the hero in the Books, because she ended slavery you know, that’s not what villains do, if you think different, you are a slavery apologist, also misogynist, and surely a Stark stan, those fucking classists xenophobes…   
Some others just joined “Her Satanic Majesty” cult. Those ungrateful peasants deserved to be burned alive because they didn’t love Dany. it was their fault that Dany had to go in guns blazing on them. Burn them all! Dracarys! Fire and Blood! 
It would be a long ride Anon.  
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throne-of-games · 5 years
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Thoughts on 8x01
Once again this episode starts off with Dany shooting Jon glances, yet not having them returned. Tragic
The Northerners reactions to Dany riding up were gold. She looked so put off at not having people immediately bowing to her and I’m living for it
Missandei’s reaction as well was interesting. Wow they hate us
Dany’s self righteous smirk at people cowering from the dragons. Lovely, what a benevolent queen!
Jon hopping off his horse quick af without even thinking to offer Dany a hand because he’s so happy to be home and see his family. Lmao Aegon, who?
Sansa not having it with the empty flattery is my sexuality
Yeah, the Night King’s got a dragon now, good goin’ guys!
Dany standing off to the side looking super out of place during the meeting while Sansa and Jon sit side by side
Little Lord Umber’s introduction made me laugh
Sansa literally running this council meeting. Of course. She’s the only sensible one left in this gd series.
I’m not sure what you are. MORE PLS
I chose the North. Foreshadowing, perhaps?
Tyrion, sit your ass down. You’re not wanted in the North anymore than your queen is. Also the fact that he truly believes Cersei’s army is coming? I can’t believe the show has dumbed his character down to this extent. Smh. 
Dany’s face while Sansa’s bringing up extremely valid points. Sorry lady, while you’re out joyriding on your dragons, someone has to be an adult and think about the people.
Loving that the “apology” to Tyrion was more of a flippant oh, yeah sorry about that than something more heartfelt like the leaks were making it out to be. 
I CACKLED when I saw that Bran was still out in the courtyard. Like someone wheel his ass inside, it’s cold out here! Poor kid
I don’t think Jon meant that “Sansa thinks she’s smarter than everyone” line as a jab against her. To me it came off as an offhand joke and as other’s have already pointed out, I think it was more of a reflection of what Jon believes Sansa thinks of him than anything else.
Also the fact that he even had to ask Arya if she ever had to use Needle shows how he doesn’t realize that they’ve all changed so much and even after the last two seasons I think this is a major reason why he seems to forget how capable and smart Sansa really is. Jamie and Sansa aren’t the only slow learners, it seems
But with that being said, STARK SISTERS STICKING UP FOR EACH OTHER 2K19!!
I’m her family too. Poor insecure bb Jon. I think this line gives insight to a lot of his insecurities and why he and Sansa butt heads often. 
Don’t forget that. Serving those ‘Jon is a Stark and will always we a Stark’ vibes hard af!!
Cersei’s response to hearing the wall fell...honestly? Mood.
You want a whore, buy one. You want a queen...earn her. CERSEI!!
Tbh I almost feel bad for Cersei, it’s really her against the world at this point and her scenes in King’s Landing feel so lonely
Theon saving Yara!! Theon going North!!
I love that it’s Dany and Jon’s advisors talking marriage but not them. What a beautiful love story!
NOTHING LASTS while literally looking at Jon and Dany. Can’t get more obvious than that lmao
WAS THAT A THREAT I HEARD?! DANY, BITCH, I WILL RIP YOUR STALE STRAW MAN LOOKIN WEAVE OFF
I get why people are pissed at Jon in that scene but it’s not like he can really throw down right then and there, he truly believes the dragons are the only way to win but y’ know I guess you could just chalk it up to bad writing
Dragons don’t like the North, hm? Well they don’t like you either, so there’s that. But seriously I’m kinda liking that bit. Dragons don’t do well in the North, they don’t belong there...Dany’s a dragon...do you see where I’m going with this?
The dragon riding scene wasn’t as bad as I thought it’d be. It’s definitely setting up the fact that Rhaegal is bonded to Jon now and it’s all happening before the parentage reveal gets out. Interesting.
I’ve already posted about this but DANY IS THE ONE THAT SAID THAT SHITTY 1000 YEARS LINE, NOT JON!! Lmao
Dany initiating the kiss, while sneaking in a reminder of her status over him. Classy
All I could think about during the kiss was how awkward it must have been for Kit and Emilia. Poor bb’s
Jon eyeing Drogon during the kiss!! I’M LIVING. It came off so gd menacing like Drogon doesn’t trust him or there’s definitely some animosity there
Arya and Gendry banter, cute!!
Jon and Sansa arguing? HERE FOR IT. I really liked the way Jon said “I brought home two armies and two dragons.” To me, it came off very much like he was saying I’ve done all of this, what more can I do to earn your approval. He needs to be validated by her so bad and it’s so precious. Also “she’s not her father.” Ten minutes later finds out she burnt a son and father together just like her father. That’s some goooood foreshadowing right there, mhm!
I wanted to cry for Sam. I felt so bad for him. And Dany was so cold throughout the whole thing, like she couldn’t spare an ounce of sympathy but let’s be honest, no surprise there. Also, all the antis who said sam’s not gonna care!! can suck my big toe
Anyone else get the feeling that Jorah might be torn here? He owe’s Sam, feels grateful towards him but now that Dany and Sam are at odds, Jorah’s gonna be caught in the middle of this. Super interested to see how that plays out
BRAN IS STILL IN THIS FUCKING COURTYARD?!
Jon being shocked at what Dany did because of course she didn’t tell him, they’ve had a total of like maybe seven conversations throughout the course of the entire show
That whole crypt scene was just odd to me. I felt like Jon was trying to rationalize to himself rather than to Sam why Dany wasn’t that bad and why he didn’t make a huge mistake in bringing her to the North because he honestly, truly believes the dragons are their last chance at survival. Doesn’t seem like someone trying to convince himself that his gf is a good person it seems like someone trying to convince himself that he didn’t acquire another threat in his quest to defeat the original threat. Poor guy just can’t catch a break.
Anyone else think that “Daenerys is our queen, that’s treason,” line sounded a little halfhearted or was it just me?
“You gave up your crown to save your people, would she do the same?” NO SHE WOULDN’T, WE LITERALLY SAW THIS HAPPEN IN SEASON 7!! THIS EXACT FUCKING SCENARIO!! 
Love how Jon doesn’t answer that with a resounding of course she would because he fucking knows she wouldn’t since he y’know LIVED IT 
JAMIE HAS ARRIVED!!
The Night King is extra af making wall murals out of body parts, can’t you just send a raven or something? Sweet baby jesus 
Did anyone else feel like this episode was just kind of blah? Like it feels like they’re just trying to get the show over at this point, the parentage reveal was way lackluster and everything was just kinda eh. Maybe it’s because of the leaks, I don’t know but I sure hope the rest of the season will turn out better.
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