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Gwayne Hightower~the House of dragon

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Oh you mad bastards what is this??
I'm genuinely a bit overwhelmed. I uploaded chapter one last night and there's 23 people lurking for the second? I didn't think this ship was very big? Or that y'all were so on the ball with new uploads.
I've been feeling big emotions about Criston Cole today. He was on such a dark path and he makes me feel very complicated things about class and race and mental health.
He hasn't even featured in my fic and I'm feeling big intimidated about bringing him to life.
Why is writing such an undertaking??
(Also I'll try to upload chapter two in the next few days since everyone's been so bloody lovely.)
I need about two people who follow me to know that I am still alive. I have returned to Tumblr, where I have been lurking like a malignant crow.
Why have I returned now? Because having completed Season 3 of House of the Dragon, I am consumed with feelings.
BWIM I have over a hundred pages of notes and fic snippets written over the past week. (DW many of these pages are just diagrams of armour and medieval surgery practices).
I physically cannot go on another step without writing about Gwayne Hightower and Criston Cole. I have been rotating them in my head for years, but I was kinda intimidated by the intense quality of the fics that have come before. (Yes, I'm intimidated by other fic writers even though I've been writing fanfic for 20 years).
So I'm posting here to hold myself accountable. And make a promise to the Gwayneston shipping world. Fic is coming. There will be a lot of it. It's going to be the longest fic I've ever written - and I'm scared.
And so it begins…
Name: I’ll Subtract Pain by Ounces
Rating: M (for now)
Pairing: Criston Cole/Gwayne Hightower
Main tags: Canon typical violence, massive head trauma, angst, fix it
Thesis: A canon divergence in the Riverlands which will see Gwayne responsible for Criston’s safety after all their forces are wiped out.
Chapters: 1 of…. Uhh many, who can quantify? I already have like 40k of notes and snippets.
Basically I have so much love for these two and I’m going to die protecting them while maintaining as much canon as possible.
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I need about two people who follow me to know that I am still alive. I have returned to Tumblr, where I have been lurking like a malignant crow.
Why have I returned now? Because having completed Season 3 of House of the Dragon, I am consumed with feelings.
BWIM I have over a hundred pages of notes and fic snippets written over the past week. (DW many of these pages are just diagrams of armour and medieval surgery practices).
I physically cannot go on another step without writing about Gwayne Hightower and Criston Cole. I have been rotating them in my head for years, but I was kinda intimidated by the intense quality of the fics that have come before. (Yes, I'm intimidated by other fic writers even though I've been writing fanfic for 20 years).
So I'm posting here to hold myself accountable. And make a promise to the Gwayneston shipping world. Fic is coming. There will be a lot of it. It's going to be the longest fic I've ever written - and I'm scared.
And so it begins…
Name: I’ll Subtract Pain by Ounces
Rating: M (for now)
Pairing: Criston Cole/Gwayne Hightower
Main tags: Canon typical violence, massive head trauma, angst, fix it
Thesis: A canon divergence in the Riverlands which will see Gwayne responsible for Criston’s safety after all their forces are wiped out.
Chapters: 1 of…. Uhh many, who can quantify? I already have like 40k of notes and snippets.
Basically I have so much love for these two and I’m going to die protecting them while maintaining as much canon as possible.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Gwayne's refusal to show fear of Tessarion. The way he puts himself between Daeron and his death and steps forward and forward towards him and his dragon. Gwayne's full and final acceptance of Daeron as a Targaryen. I will not be scared by your dragon, because I know that dragon is you. And I could never reproach my boy, my boy that I love.

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I will say I do love when a show contains 300 different genres: Oscar and Roderick are in a workplace comedy, Daemon is a grizzled cop trying to solve a murder mystery, Alyn is on a plucky hero’s journey, Aegon is on the world’s worst road trip, Larys is being forced to PLAN the world’s worst road trip, Aemond and Alys are in a supernatural romance, Helaena is living the coming-of-age of a young autistic girl with a mother who doesn’t understand her, Baela is in a tragic romance, Hugh is in a different tragic romance, Ulf is TRYING to live in a lads’ comedy, Rhaenyra is again in a story about the pitfalls of being a woman in power, Daeron is in a family horror thriller, Jeyne Arryn is the Miranda Priestley of Westeros, Ormund is in Succession, Gwayne is in Hell.
The idea of Criston Cole in Tumbelton has captivated me I fear.
In another world where Gwayne manages to man whore, male-wife and manslaughters his way into getting Criston to come with him the dynamics would just be bonkers.
Because you have the trauma bonded boyfriends of Gwayne and Criston fresh from their death march and utter failed to defeat the Riverlords with the dynamics completely up ended. Because they are now a unit who are making decisions together, but Gwayne is in charge. Criston is clearly following his lead in regard to both Daeron and Ormund despite still technically being the Hand of the King, as I don’t believe for a moment that Criston would remain normal about Gwayne.
This is a man who has bodily dragged Criston kicking and screaming towards life and light and for whatever reason Criston has chosen Gwayne and the promise of the sunset over Oldtown. He’s chosen Gwayne Hightower over Alicent, his King and the death he craved. He’s cracked right down the middle but if he can keep Gwayne as the central focus of his world then maybe he can keep everything spinning for just long enough that he can get Gwayne to Oldtown and out of the war.
Something, something Criston at Tumbelton returning to what he knows best, being a guard to a member of the royal family and as soon as there in Tumbelton he’s acting more as Gwayne sworn shield than his Lord Hand. He’s back to being an attack dog snarling at anyone who gets too close to his master. Mr ‘I saw an insult to the Kings Uncle and couldn’t let it slide’ is home and causing chaos.
Gwayne on the other hand is both beyond relived and guilty, because on the one hand he has Criston with him alive and guarding his back. Especially when he is once again trapped in a room with Ormund and all the indignities that come with it. But Criston has seemingly returned to the one this he swore to Gwayne that he would never be again and it’s Gwaynes fault. Yet he cannot regret it. Not when Criston is still breathing and Ormund is so clearly wrong footed by the looming shadow standing over Gwaynes shoulder.
Criston and Ormund hate each other on sight.
Ormund because the alive and breathing Lord Commander of the Kingsguard and Hand of the King is a challenge to his authority. He also does not like the fact he cannot manipulate, bully and reel in Gwayne as easily as if he was on his own. Not when his cousin has Cole constantly murmuring in his ear. It’s jealously mixed with malice and it has Ormund showing his fangs.
Criston hates Ormund because almost the first thing he dose in Cristons presence is insult Gwayne and then look to him with a smirk as if he expects Cole to agree with him. As if Gwayne isn’t the living embodiment of the Warrior and chivalry in Criston eyes. As if anything could ever drive a wedge deep enough that wouldn’t have Criston crawling over broken glass just to curl up at Gwaynes feet.
The look Ormund receives to his smirk truly just says ‘count your fucking days’.
And Daeron is…delighted, confused and apprehensive all at once. As he escorts the Lord Hand and his Uncle to there chambers his uncle tells him tiredly that ‘Ser Criston can be trusted nephew. Anything you wish to say to me can be said in front of him’. And Daeron thinks is this an ally? A true Hand to help and guide me? Could he protect me? And then he meets Cristons eyes and finds the Hand staring at him with a mixture of guilt and horror (because Daeron looks a little to much like the girl who saved Cristons life twice over all those years ago) and he says not one word to him as he follows a pace behind his Uncle until they disappear from Daeron sight.
A battered knight and his pale shadow in an already fallen city.
Yeah, mad things happening at Tumbelton in a sunset over Oldtown timeline…also Ormund Hightower prepare to lose your cousinwife, nephewson and all your men’s loyalty and respect to your cousionwifes suicidal dog in 24 hours tops.
I’m watching the Roxton/Daemon fight with a friend who is medieval war lad, we watch to talk about armour and combat and whatnot.
We’re having a great time talking about how Roxton is actually pulling some iconic medieval battle moves. And he messages me about what a pounding he’s giving Daemon and I laugh, telling him he isn’t supposed to be one of my shipping friends.
What follows just shows I am a corrupting influence on those around me.
this is the face of a man who wanted nothing to do with criston cole? who wanted him to die? who hated him and wanted him as far as possible?
at this point, to me, gwayne's implied homosexuality has served one specific purpose: to confirm that he indeed, fell in love with criston. it has no narrative relevance outside this and he has no other love interests. they could've had the exact same character without the purposely added layer of homosexuality if his feelings for criston were strictly platonic and more camaraderie-like.
this episode gave us a grieving gwayne whose reaction still displayed what he felt for criston despite the fact that he knew this man was dead from the moment he was forced to leave him behind. to be the first character being delivered the news of his death, to have his nephew expressing his condolences to him - it's not a coincidence to me and these were the kind of details that led me to predict their dynamic altogether.
ser criston cole, what an awfully tragic character. spent his life seeking love and validation from all these nobles and died being loved by one he could never have loved back.
Guess where ya boi is going to be tonight 👀

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For all of HOTD's faults, they did capture lightning in a bottle with Gwayne Hightower.
Prissy nobleman comes to King's Landing to join a war. His actual motives were to wave his Hightower dick at the commonborn Dornishman who dared steal his father's position as Hand and seems to think he's worthy enough to get close to his fair and noble sister, the Queen.
Turns out war isn't a dick-measuring contest. It's not a tourney; you can't just stop at an inn whenever you want. Criston shows Gwayne how serious real battle is and saves his ass by doing so. Little by little, he earns Gwayne's respect by being a competent commander and knight.
When Gwayne finds out he's sleeping with his sister, he's floored by how Criston doesn't seem to see it as an achievement, as a prize — Criston doesn't throw it in his face that he has the Queen's favor. He meets Gwayne's overt and violent display of masculine overprotectiveness with docile submission. Dick-measuring contest denied once again, and Gwayne is forced to sit with himself, his feelings, and Criston's feelings.
If Criston isn't a competitor, then he must be a friend, right?
Gwayne starts seeing Criston more and more as an equal and less as someone he has to cow. He began this journey wanting to remind this Dornishman his place, but Gwayne realized that Criston was already hyperaware of his place and he himself, sheltered pampered Reachman that he was, was the one who had to reminded of his.
He starts referring to Criston more by his title of Hand and Lord Commander with less sarcasm and more sincerity.
And for a moment, maybe Criston himself starts to believe Gwayne sees him as an equal. When he talks about wanting to show him Oldtown, it almost sounds like that.
But then the word "service" comes out of Gwayne's mouth.
He meant no harm by it; he probably didn't think much of that word at all. That was simply what came naturally to him. And that's the tragedy of it. Even when he himself respects and sees Criston as an equal and a friend, his mouth has been conditioned to always refer to him as a servant.
Maybe he realizes this when Criston tells him why he had to decline his offer of sanctuary. Maybe that's why he cries, realizing the mistake far too late. Maybe if he had more tact and less pride, less arrogance, he could have saved him.
Gwayne returns to Tumbleton a changed man, no longer the prissy nobleman asking to stop at an inn in the middle of a war. He's filthy when he stands in front of the head of his House.
Perhaps this is the first time he sees Ormund for what he is. He always thought Ormund clever in the ways of war, but he believed that of himself until he was actually on the battlefield. Gwayne bristles when Ormund calls Criston a "dim Dornishman" when before he wouldn't have even registered it.
Worse part is maybe he also sees who he was in Ormund and becomes more ashamed of himself for it. He doesn't even want to stay anymore to help, disillusioned he is by war, and he can't bear to look at his own reflection.
But like Alicent asking him to join Criston's army to watch over him, Daeron does the same. Stay and watch over him. I am afraid what he might become if he's alone.
He thought Alicent meant that Criston would become a monster if left to his own devices. The reality was he wasn't keeping an eye on him to prevent him from hurting others, but from hurting himself.
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Look my beloveds.
Gwayne Hightower is my favourite man and my whole world, so I'm holding your hands when I say this.
He is not the heir to Oldtown, not even close. Not only are there at least three boys between him and the title (Ormund's three sons). But I need you to look up the absolute legend that is Lady Samantha Tarly (Ormund's wife)
I adore Gwayne and I want him to be happy too. But Otto Hightower was a second son, his son is not in a good position to inherit anything. Why do you think he never forced him to marry?
Ok thank you, love you.
Daeron really is the Gwaynston lovechild fr, got the Hightower pretty-redhead-twink genes and cole's suicidal depression

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I need about two people who follow me to know that I am still alive. I have returned to Tumblr, where I have been lurking like a malignant crow.
Why have I returned now? Because having completed Season 3 of House of the Dragon, I am consumed with feelings.
BWIM I have over a hundred pages of notes and fic snippets written over the past week. (DW many of these pages are just diagrams of armour and medieval surgery practices).
I physically cannot go on another step without writing about Gwayne Hightower and Criston Cole. I have been rotating them in my head for years, but I was kinda intimidated by the intense quality of the fics that have come before. (Yes, I'm intimidated by other fic writers even though I've been writing fanfic for 20 years).
So I'm posting here to hold myself accountable. And make a promise to the Gwayneston shipping world. Fic is coming. There will be a lot of it. It's going to be the longest fic I've ever written - and I'm scared.
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