all her paths are peace

i despise writing a reader who would be a twin to a white boy but like i also know deep down in my soul ormund with a daeron’s twin reader would be so insane like so so so insane makes me shy just thinking about it. can you imagine. can you imagine if that reader didn’t have a dragon and completely bought into her uncle’s fanaticism to the point where her own twin brother is so worried about her. but you’re just wide eyed staring at ormund like he built the starry sept brick by brick dreaming of the day you get to be in there with him with a hightower cloak around your shoulders

not to be that person but if you were a dragonless targ reader and you’re so used to being ignored and feeling so worthless and even resentful of the dragons and your family because of how everything is crafted around them and their power and you’re so used to feeling useless and maybe from the beginning you lean heavily on your faith and try to rationalize that the gods have not given you a dragon of your own for a reason and then maybe when ormund is around you, you actually feeling like someone else understands you for once. he doesn’t care about the dragons and he actually seems to prefer that you don’t have one and that you don’t smell of smoke and scale all the time and even the tiniest bit of encouragement from him has you reeling because you’ve never been special or selected or chosen by anyone. so it’s very easy to go along with everything he says and when he says things you believe them and when he disparages your family you even agree with him and when he reminds you you’re a hightower now, not a targaryen, you are more than willing to nod along and reaffirm everything he says to you because clearly it was always written with the gods to bring you and ormund together. that’s what he always says so now you say it too.

everything ormund does makes me like him less and less and also more and more

is grantchester the best show ever made? (several close ups of sidney chambers’ arms and hands)