#fall arc

My poor Tamiko💜🙈 Her fall arc will hurt so bad-

ANYWAY finally have drawn her in her hero suit, even if not fully. I really need to do the full one someday ✨

She has her hair in these two curls she always has usually in her hero suit too-just in this drawing it‘s open 🌹

209:

Dunk's finest moment, and a rare bright spot in the asoiaf depiction of chivalry: He faces off against Aerion "Brightflame" Targaryen (who would go on to accidentally kill himself with wildfire trying to become a dragon) to defend a helpless Dornish peasant, and as a result seven knights willingly come to his defense in a trial by seven, among them the crown prince of the Seven Kingdoms.

Egg hated Arion so much his first reaction upon seeing him was to seethe "Kill him".

259:

What became of the dream of dragons was a grievous tragedy born in a moment of joy. In the fateful year 259 AC, the king summoned many of those closest to him to Summerhall, his favorite castle, there to celebrate the impending birth of his first great-grandchild, a boy later named Rhaegar, to his grandson Aerys and granddaughter Rhaella, the children of Prince Jaehaerys. It is unfortunate that the tragedy that transpired at Summerhall left very few witnesses alive, and those who survived would not speak of it. A tantalizing page of Gyldayn's history—surely one of the very last written before his own death—hints at much, but the ink that was spilled over it in some mishap blotted out too much. ...the blood of the dragon gathered in one... ...seven eggs, to honor the seven gods, though the king's own septon had warned... ...pyromancers... ...wild fire... ...flames grew out of control...towering...burned so hot that... ...died, but for the valor of the Lord Comman... (The World of Ice and Fire - The Targaryen Kings: Aegon V)

When we meet Egg, he is mistaken for something he is not. Naked and hairless emerging barefoot from a body of water. An egg. Unhatched.

Dunk and Egg is the candy GRRM uses to lure you into a tragedy of failed idealism and bitter corruption.

"I only have to proof I can be a hero. That‘s what mother has done. After that, I am heroic. True. Worthy. Can be loved. Can finally fulfill my duty as the empresses heiress"

"If that means having to create my own villain to prove it, that‘s what needs to be done. Sometimes chances must be created instead of taken, right?"

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(Tamiko is totally fine. Totally💜)

(Just a little monologue for/from Tamiko I‘ve written in class)

A hero like you. That‘s what I always needed to be.

Saving people. Make them admire. See how their eyes shine when they look at you do whatever it takes.

It‘s been laid into my part of the crib. Engraved into my body by a joint by my pinky toe, giving me the perfect mixture of your and a commoners quirk.

That‘s what you always said. And you never lie.

I am the twin, the daughter to become a successful successor of you.

The great empress.

Only born for this sole reason. Without it there would be no me, right?

And this? This is my last chance to be seen as a hero. To be seen as a hero like you.

To make sure I fulfill the only thing I will only ever be able to do.

This is what I have to do to fulfill my reason of life.

Lay the fire in the night when everyone sleeps, only to extinguish it by daylight when everyone’s awake. Prove I can extinguish it.