*ੈ✩‧₊˚wild cosmia, what have you seen?

I like how Daemon doesn’t have a stealth mode whatsoever so his master plan to deceive someone has every single time been “find an innocent civilian, burn them beyond recognition, and pass them off as a different dead guy”. And it always works bc who would suspect Daemon of not killing a guy when given the chance

did i or did i not just watch alicent hightower sit down in front of the lemon tree mural, as she told rhaenyra that she sent her last child to the house with the red door home she barely remembers so that he might grow up outside the suffocating walls of the red keep. so that he might live as a hightower instead of a targaryen. but in her attempt to keep him from becoming his father, she cursed him to become her instead. an outsider among the natives. who doesn’t know what he wants beyond his father figure’s desire to make him king of the seven kingdom’s. the blue queen in chains.

really really love this daeron i love his sensitive observant gaze i love his quiet placid nature i loveddddd his creepy cultish forcible indoctrination into masculinity i love that he is already war crimes mcgee. he’s only six seconds old

the way he imitates the gentle paternalistic chivalric misogyny of like we must be polite to women and how as we show them out and protect them for Ormund to shatter the illusion and explain that manhood is about power and carnage and violent punishment of those you can deem as lesser…

What if you had the face and the faith and the kindness of a mother you never really knew because she sent you away to protect you from the place that trapped and abused her but you ended up trapped and abused all the same stuck in the same cycle bound to a man supposed to protect you and love you but instead sees you as a means to put his blood on the throne and now despite the fact that you are so kind you must become so cruel to please him because all you have ever known is pleasing him happened to my good friend daeron targaryen