#lari talks

[hotchfiles]

PLEASE EVEN THE DAD CLOTHES I'M GONNA COMBUST HE'S SO CUTE

#lari talks a lot

[knightsickness]

the alicent-criston-larys greenie triangle is soooo fun bc criston and larys are obviously supposed to be character foils (lowborn + highborn, able-bodied + disabled, conventionally attractive + conventionally ugly, knight + schemer, devout + depraved, actively homophobic + effete etc.) as alicent’s two allies but instead of it being a shoulder angel shoulder devil good and evil advisor it’s a lawful evil advisor and a chaotic evil advisor. if she asked either of them what she should do about her bastard step-grandkids they’d say i could kill them for you

#have been talking to tyriongirl noted larysliker about this. i need them to have a weird unpleasant dynamic in s2 #thin veneer of politeness over a mutual ‘can’t wait until alicent lets me put this dog down’. you understand #asoiaf #a song of ice and fire #alicent hightower #larys strong #criston cole

[allyriadayne]

ABOUT LYONEL STRONG

#harwin strong #larys strong #lyonel strong #house of the dragon #hotd #hotdedit #gameofthronesdaily #dailyhotdgifs #houseofthedragonedit #hotdcentral #they haaaaateeeee that man #you have your honor and i have mine; your shame our shame #in harwin's case is the kids and in larys'.....in larys' case is himself. your shame our shame #i need alys to be lyonel's daughter and talk about him in s2. i would die #this set is part of my new follower milestone celebration btwwww i love you strongs i love you cursed families i love you #*hotd #photoset #mariana does things #lyonel nobody gets you like i do

[levithestripper]

his shit eating smirk has me giggling and twirling my hair like an idiot

#jack likes to talk #house of the dragon #hotd #house of the dragon spoilers #hotd spoilers #hotd meme #game of thrones #larys strong #house strong #alicent hightower

[ironmansbay]

my thoughts on criston/alicent/larys as “the toxic polycule that nearly toppled a dynasty” are very disorganized rn BUT. essentially. they are this to me:

(basic context for who these people are and wtf is happening here in alt)

#from left to right: larys alicent criston #iirc Gabrielle as a character has more in common w Larys than the obvious too #(im specifically talking about that one scene in the car dealership showroom) #obviously im a larycent tumblrina…alicole doesn’t do a lot for me by itself but it still has the sicko appeal…… CRISTON/LARYS IS SPICY….. #I’LL TAG EVERYONE TOO SURE. WHY NOT. 8 AM EASTERN TIME ON A SUNDAY #text #hotd #larys strong #alicent hightower #criston cole

[tinfairies]

Imagine being betrothed to Larys, it's arranged and you don't know each other well, and you're at a party together. You sit with him the whole night, he can't dance of course and he keeps urging you to go have fun. But you tell him you're having fun right there talking with him. He nearly cries.

#tin talks #hotd #house of the dragon #larys strong #larys strong x reader #Fluff

[blankfairy]

the fire spread throughout my bones and stayed

Summary: She knows. Larys never told her of his very first dream, but when his feet found the weirwood he found her, too, dark hair braided over her shoulder, cotton dress stained with smudges of grass and dirt. She’d smiled at him, the way an older sibling should, the way ten-year-old Harwin never did to his crippled nine-year-old brother, and offered to pray to the old gods with him.

Her very presence had been prayer enough.

Or, nine-year-old Larys Strong and his fourteen-year-old half-sister, Alys, have more in common than just a father.

Characters: Young Larys Strong, Young Alys Rivers.

Warnings: Internalized ableism, ableism, ableist language.

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The dreams come in the blackest nights, in a flash of fire and smoke and a spreading pain behind his eyes, thrumming in tandem with his tempest of a heartbeat.

A flash of marbled silver, and two dragons dancing above Gods Eye; Harrenhal consumed by flame. Choking ash and blood spilling blood and blood spilling blood —

When Larys wakes, his skin sheened with sweat, a black bird with three beady eyes bears down upon him, crooning to him in the crackling voice of the Stranger. The only breath that can fill his lungs is thick and dark and acrid.

He does not realize the dream has ended until he feels the grass beneath his bare feet, his cane sinking into the mud, and the bleeding eyes of the weirwood boring into him. The summer air is warm, but he shivers anyways, because the Old Gods have only ever looked through him, never at him.

I’m still dreaming, Larys thinks, but the words pass through him like wind through stalks of ghost grass. The pale light of the full moon filters through the weirwood’s amber leaves, rustling in the wind; their shadows dance upon the earth. He falls splay-kneed in front of the tree.

Alys is behind him.

The old gods tell him. In the muffled footfalls in dirt, in the sound of grass brushing at the hem of her dress. She treads carefully in the godswood; Larys can only think of his brute of a big brother crashing through the trees as if the very land was made for him to desecrate.

She slips beneath the gnarled branches of the weirwood and sits beside him, sparing him no peace. “It happened again, didn’t it?”

Larys glances at her. It must be the hour of the wolf, but Alys’ eyes are bright, as if she hasn’t been sleeping at all; she’s only fourteen, tall and lean, but seems so much older and wiser in the dark.

“No,” he answers in a quiet, low voice.. He gnaws at his lip, even though the maester and his father have told him off for it more times than he can count. He feels the tips of his ears fluster fire-hot.

She knows. Larys never told her of his very first dream, but when his feet found the weirwood he found her, too, dark hair braided over her shoulder, cotton dress stained with smudges of grass and dirt. She’d smiled at him, the way an older sibling should, the way ten-year-old Harwin never did to his crippled nine-year-old brother, and offered to pray to the old gods with him.

Her very presence had been prayer enough.

Alys kneads her fingers into the white roots protruding from the ground, tilting her head. She looks more like him than Harwin does, all bone and willow-thin limbs that seem too long for her body. If he didn’t know any better, if his father hadn’t clout him on the ear the first and only time he’d suggested Alys was his full-blooded sister, he could have believed they had the same mother.

“What did you see this time?”

Her voice pulls at the words lodged in his throat, willing them free, when all Larys wants to do is sit in silence and pretend he’s the normal, no-name second son of Lyonel Strong, who has no clubfoot and doesn’t dream of the future’s fires.

“Harrenhal was…” Larys frowns. If his dreams are true, past and future, as Alys once said, what kind of power does he grant them by speaking them aloud? He rolls his lip between his teeth, harder, and the taste of iron spreads across his tongue.

Alys watches, but doesn’t scold; she only smiles, like he imagines their mother would have, and takes his hand. “We’ll strike a deal. I’ll tell you of my last green dream. You tell me yours.”

Through the darkness Larys sees her eyes, the same shade as sage and pine needles, lined with something black. A streak runs down her lips. She’s staring the same way the weirwood does; the same way the three-eyed raven did each time Larys awoke.

Witch, they call her, the same way they call him Clubfoot, but in front of him he only sees his half-sister, not quite his flesh and blood, but more than a stranger. He and Harwin share parents, but with Alys, Larys shares dreams, and shouldn’t that mean more than having the same mother?

“Okay,” he says tentatively, sighing, trying to ease the weight pressing down upon his shoulders. His breath comes heavy and thick. “You first.”

Alys nearly grins, canine teeth poking into the flesh of her lower lip. “A prince.” The words come from her lips quicker than lightning. “Silver-haired, with sapphire eyes. His great dragon danced above the Gods Eye. Her shadow swallowed the Riverlands whole.”

“I saw our home burn,” Larys sputters, not allowing the air between them breath for a single second. “The flames rose so high they touched the clouds. And— And I saw your dragon, too. I think. There were two. One was red, and…”

“Harrenhal hasn’t burned since Aegon’s Conquest,” Alys cuts in sharply. “We see the past too sometimes, you know.”

“It wasn’t Balerion who burned it, it was…” Larys rubs his fingers together and feels soot between them, mixed with something sticky and wet. The flush spreads to his cheeks “It doesn’t matter. You don’t believe me.”

“I will always believe you, little brother. You saw the past, that’s all.” Alys squeezes his hand. Her smile quivers. He thinks some of the ash rubs off on to her, but when she draws her hands back, the only thing they’re stained with is smudges of dirt. “We must stick together, you and I.”

“I know, sister.” The word is cloyingly sweet on his tongue. Only here, in witness of the gods, are they allowed to share blood and bone and dreams.

“The world will fear us some day, as they did the greenseers of old. You and me and my silver dragon prince.”

Larys nods, but mouth is full of cotton and his eyes heavy. He can only bring himself to look up at the eyes of the weirwood, twisted and scorned, glaring into him. He wipes his hands on his tunic and heaves himself onto his feet without waiting for Alys. Night melts into dawn across the godswood, at the corner of his eye; he wonders if his father would even care if he was found missing from his bed. Alys could go disappear for a moon and no one would bat an eye. He leans on his cane, legs aching and back burning. He tells himself it’s from sitting improperly, but everything has begun hurting more and more as of late.

Alys stands after him, takes his free hand again, and wordlessly they begin the walk through the godswood, back to Harrenhal. Her nails dig into his skin.

If she feels the blood dripping from his palms, or smells the ash clinging to his frame, she says nothing of it.

#house of the dragon #fire and blood #a song of ice and fire #larys strong #alys rivers #harwin strong #house strong #greenseer larys strong #greenseers #greensight #warg larys strong #larys strong & alys rivers #sibling bonding #larys and his goth big sister talk about their feelings or dreams or whatever #james writes

[lightofwintersun]

I was watching the first season of the HOTD marathon at an overnight stay and noticed an interesting detail. The screenwriters constantly throw poor Alicent out of the fire and into the flames, or rather from Otto to Larys in a clear sequence, in episodes 5, 7 and 9. Especially in 5 and 9 e.

It is not surprising that Alicent is on the verge of a nervous breakdown, she left only one manipulator gaslighter, so in her next time she got to another one. And they throw her like a ping-pong ball, it's reason why Alicent has a moral exhausted immanently

#house of the dragon #hotd #larys strong #alicent hightower #otto hightower #and we not talk about Viserys and Aegon yet et cetera

[starkcontrasts]

forever upset we never got to see harwin and rhaenyra kiss even ONCE i'm bitter and i will stay bitter forever so much of their relationship had to be shown only by silence and distance and the things thought and feelings felt but words unsaid hbo you're paying for my fucking therapy

#I JUST WANTED ONE KISS DAMMIT #JUST ONE #YOU COULD TELL THEY WANTED TO TOO WHEN HE WAS SAYING GOODBYE BUT RHAENYRA REFRAINED AND HE RESPECTED IT AND TOOK HER CUE #I'M SO UNFUCKING WELL THIS IS WHY I TOLD MYSELF NOT TO GET ATTACHED #absolutely uncalled for for hbo to show the burning of harrenhal like!! we get it!! larys is assassinating his father and brother!! #i didn't need to see harwin saying fire i'll burn #holding back tearssss #hotd reaction #house of the dragon #rhaenyra targaryen #harwin strong #jacaerys velaryon #lucerys velaryon #joffrey velaryon #and harwin was so soft with his babies i cry #jace!! jace wanting to know hos parentage and if he was saying goodbye to his father!! #all the talk of visits and letters and harwin's promise to come back #i'm literally emailing my therapist tmrw babes #hbo #the princess and the queen

[americanprometheuss]

uhhh is aegon ii literally a piece of shit in hotd (the show)??? yeah but can i relate to him on a spiritual and metaphysical level??? also yes. can i also make him the most mitski coded fictional man known to team green? also yes. in this essay i will…

i literally can do the same with aemond and daemon and literally any other AWFUL AND HORRIBLE AND TERRIBLE character in hotd. it’s my world and i get to decide how to yassify it

#i could literally talk about aegon and his characterization for HOURS #grrm you silly little man you didn’t expect this to happen did you?? you made a borderline unloveable character with awful behaviors #and expected nobody to love him or support him or sympathize with him but guess WHAT I DO #HES MY LITTLE MEOW MEOW #i cant fix him but i cant make him any worse than he already is #so fuck it we ball #team black #larys strong #team green #aegon ii targaryen #aemond targaryen #daemon targaryen

[skynapple]

I get to see @otakulari IRL today and I'm so excited. I finally found an outfit that looks like one of Xavier's to wear 😭⭐️

#madi talks #she's a Zayne girlie #Madi 🫱🏼‍🫲🏻 Lari - being NORMAL about LnDS

[hotchfiles]

hi it's me again screaming into a void about the fact hotch is always in the loop, he always understands clearly whatever the fuck garcia or reid are talking about

"reid uses his intellect as a shield", hotch intentionally leaves to reid the position of resident nerd so spence knows he belongs, that he has an important place within the team

but no doubt aaron is just a non eidetic memory smart version of reid

in conclusion, a fucking nerd

a geek your honor

#lari talks a lot #lari is kind of insane

[fumifooms]

Holy shit guys, holy. Holy-

I was writing a larycent fic bc obviously, of course, and I thought of honey-like voice as descriptor for Larys, and I immediately go galaxy brain and look up if it was intentional (having never read the book myself) and- It WAS.

Alicent has been compared to a flower by Larys so many times now, with thinly veiled metaphors and framing with him plucking flowers, tending to them like a gardener waiting for harvest. He’s a bee, guys. Bees collect nectar from flowers to make honey, which are their life’s work and most prized ressource. The metaphor of milking Alicent for his own purposes is just- so fricking literal. 

As always, Larys hides everything he is in plain sight, and no one notices.

Bees dance to communicate… Larys CLUBfoot am I right??! 

Anyways this was your PSA that in a relationship, Alicent would call Larys honey while Larys would call her his flower <3

Edit: Awww it’s been confirmed by the cast to be a firefly so I wanna rectify my claim here that this was intentional, but you know what it’s fine this is still very cool

#forgive me if it was obvious to you but i see no one talk about it and I’m going absolutely ham #also the Matthew Needham interview confirms that Larys is a very methodical workerlike a bee #him and his minion network are a hivemind <333 #ep 5 was already Panic!at the disco amirite #larycent nation we are thriving #larycent #house of the dragon #larys strong #alicent hightower #hotd spoilers #otp: rare blooms in a hostile environment #Me trying my best to avoid allusions to sex 🫢 we all know they fuckin tbh #everyone needs to know about this tho i am screaminggg #It had been days of nonstop brainrot

[levithestripper]

all you losers kink-shaming larys the real ones would sell him feet pics

#jack likes to talk #larys strong #house strong #house of the dragon spoilers #hotd spoilers #house of the dragon #hotd meme #house of the dragon memes

[grissomesque]

Re: Picard S3. I admit that I'm excited to see the gang back together, and I am a sucker for the nostalgia, especially since we knew it would be a three season run, and to me it doesn't not make sense to have a TNG romp at the eleventh hour, though there were certainly other ways they could go. But it was always going to end after three seasons. So to conclude (for better or worse) the arcs of certain characters at the end of S2 also doesn't not make sense, to me, if S3 is basically a bonus round, after which it's all over for good.

So I'm the one this is for, sorry everyone. I'm also the one who definitely didn't move on from Picard/Crusher, and I could point to TNG things in my defense, but I think we all get it, those who choose to buy in, and it's okay if you don't.

All that being said, and this is the crucial part of it for me, it is incredibly frustrating that they developed Laris and Zhaban so fantastically in S1, only to kill Zhaban offscreen and relegate Laris to Love Interest and/or Not Even Laris Most Of The Time. That's just shitty writing to me, and clearly shitty planning, and every time Tallinn came on I was annoyed because I wanted Laris.

(I know lots of people liked Tallinn, and I'm not dismissing that. But I just wanted Laris, and my wanting Laris stood in the way of my appreciating Tallinn meaningfully.)

Laris deserved her own story. They turned her from a multidimensional character in S1 to a plot device in S2, as a way to make some inane point about Picard that isn't even exactly accurate.

Like, 'insulting' isn't exactly the right word, but it feels a little insulting. Or, I'm insulted on Laris' behalf. I don't know. It feels yucky. I'm sure fanfiction is doing a spectacular job of rectifying this wrong in a multitude of ways, but they (showrunners et al) didn't even sell the Picard/Laris deal because we almost never saw Actual Laris the entire season. Picard deciding to make a go of it with Laris based on his experiences with Tallinn, who just looks like Laris, is really uncomfortable.

And so I'm bracing myself to feel like, you know, what a waste, when it comes to whatever they do with Laris in S3. Even as I do, admittedly, hope for P/C. (Quite frankly, with all the promo stuff Gates and Patrick have been doing, if we don't see P/C I'm gonna lose it.) But that hope doesn't negate my unhappiness with the Laris debacle. And if they hadn't killed off Zhaban maybe we could have had it all.

#whew okay #thank you for coming to my ted talk #all Picard takes are valid #all Laris takes are valid #my OTP is Laris/Me #Anyway Laris spin-off y/y #star trek picard #picard #btw writing this made me recall the rumblings of Picard/Ro Laren and I do lean a little P/C OTP but Preemptive Strike was some good ish

[tinfairies]

Larys thinking he's being so sneaky when he watches you masturbate. He's been doing it for weeks and you haven't seemed to notice.

One day when your about to cum, you moan out his name. He smirks at this, but his blood freezes in his veins when he hears you ask for him to come out and take care of you.

#tin talks #hotd #house of the dragon #hotd x reader #house of the dragon x reader #hotd imagine #house of the dragon imagine #hotd headcanon #larys strong #larys strong x reader #Smut