#her squire?

[alpine-hoplite]

I now understand why my wife is so pathetic when she's sick

[imaybe5tupid]

bring your daughter to work day

[sunshineandlyrics]

Louis, Oli, Riccardo and Jadelyn and their son at The Squire's Landing, The Rocks, Sydney, 8 February 2024

[tweedfrog]

I think an interesting point to note regarding Joanna and Tywin's relationship with their childten is their ability to distance themselves from their children's failures and how different it is for Joanna and Tywin because of their genders.

Like if you look at HOTD show canon you see Lyonel Strong blaming sorcery for Larys' club foot and Tywin specifically blames a Tyrion's dwarfism for killing his mother. Tywin never addresses the twincest but it's not outside of the realm of possibility to think he'd blame cersei and shove the entirety of the blame onto her in an attempt to save at least Jaime and have a perfect heir for the Lannisters. Theoretically (altho we know he won't do this because he thinks Lannisters are simply above everyone else) he could marry again and sire an entirely new set of children if his first bunch didn't turn out well enough.

However if Joanna had lived I think its crucial to realize she absolutely wouldn't have been able to do this. As a woman she would have been blamed for any troublesome behaviour in Cersei and Jaime and would DEFINITLEY have been blamed for Tyrion's dwarfism. She cant externalise her childrens failures and just blame witchcraft. Joanna and the children's fates and their status would be much more closely tied together than Tywin's and his children.

So i don't think we'd simply see the same forms of parental abuse Tywin metted out to his children. It would be a whole other kind of thing and I think would really change the dynamics and personalities of Cersei Jaime and Tyrion

[bietrofastimoff23]

people think that Aegon's taunts are a good reason to kill him (guys, you don't have siblings and it shows). at the same time, no one is saying that Aegon should kill Aemond for provoking TB to strike back, which is why Aegon's son was killed.

I thought it would be a terrible and cruel scene where Aegon would embarrass Aemond in the whole brothel, and it was only a drunken stupied Aegon.

[blackjackkent]

Drabble dedicated to @rhysintherain (who suggested this headcanon) and @astreamofstars (who enthusiastically endorsed it when it was brought up weeks ago). XD

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Rakha watches Aylin and Isobel walk away, disappearing off into one of the Towers' many side rooms. Her thoughts are troubled, scattered. The battles here are won, but too much lies ahead...

"So we are to have the daughter of a goddess and her pet cleric for guests," Minthara says dryly. "Praise be. The honors heaped upon us never cease."

Rakha grunts. "They may have something useful to say," she says curtly. "We should hear it." Never mind that as long as Isobel is in camp, some part of Rakha's brain will always be growling with the dark urge to tear her apart...

She sighs and begins to trudge back towards the throne room.

Wyll smiles slightly, falling into step with her. "They're sweet together, though, aren't they?" he murmurs. "Nice to see something happy after... well... all of this."

"Yes," Rakha agrees quietly.

"Chk," says Lae'zel from Rakha's other side. Her eyes are hooded over with weariness and dark thoughts. "Selune's daughter and Ketheric's. A difficult match at best."

"Doesn't seem to have stopped them," Wyll says. "Hells - not even Isobel's death did." His smile fades. "I wonder what happened to her. A century past, right? It must have been around the time the curse rolled in."

"She died by violence," Rakha mutters. "The dog said that she--" She stops both in words and motion, coming to a halt in the middle of the corridor. Her head tips to one side and her gaze goes distant for a moment.

"What?" Wyll asks, looking at her with a flicker of concern. "What is it?"

Rakha doesn't answer, but breaks into a sudden jog towards the stairs.

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Ketheric's bedroom, it seems, has been relatively untouched by the fighting. There is no blood here, no fallen bodies. And the undead dog still paces the floor, her nails clicking rhythmically against the wooden planks.

"Squire," Rakha says quietly.

She no longer has a potion to speak with the dog, but it is clear that Squire recognizes her all the same. For a brief moment, the dog tenses, all its muscles visibly rippling - then relaxes as she sniffs the air and registers Rakha's scent. But she does not stop her pacing, patrolling the edge of the room with compulsive, anxious energy.

She guards her master's home. She does not know that he is dead, Rakha thinks with the flicker of a frown. She looks down at the door she's just opened, sees a chunk torn out of its inner wood. The dog tried to break free, to come fight at Ketheric's side, and failed. So now she waits here for him to come back, attentive, unceasing. Loyal.

Rakha thinks for a moment, then crouches down so her eyes are at the dog's height. "Squire," she says again, her voice unusually soft. It is easier to talk to animals that people, she has found. "It is over. He's gone."

No doubt, without the potion, the words mean nothing - and yet the steady rhythm of Squire's steps comes to an abrupt halt. The dog goes very still, turning to stare at Rakha with beady, intent eyes. A low, mournful whine sounds in her throat.

"Come with me," Rakha says. "Isobel is downstairs."

The whine cuts off into an upturned yelp like a question. The dog's ears go back. Her tail gives a cautious wag. She knows that name. Isobel.

"Come with me," Rakha repeats. Cautiously, she extends her hand the way Wyll taught her to do with Scratch, knuckles towards the creature's nose. For a long moment, neither of them moves.

Then Squire steps forward carefully and rests the side of her muzzle against Rakha's hand. And Rakha inexplicably feels a little of her own tension ease as she gently scratches under the dog's chin.

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Aylin has Isobel up against a wall when Rakha finds them again, though thankfully they're both still clothed. Rakha does, however, have to wait patiently for almost a minute before they break from a kiss to gasp for air.

"Aylin--" Isobel says breathlessly, nudging without much conviction at Aylin's shoulder. "We have-- company again..."

Aylin glances with utter disinterest over her shoulder at Rakha. "Did I not tell you," she says coolly, "that Dame Aylin and her mate had business that did not concern you?"

Rakha looks back at her, equally dispassionately. "I will be gone in a moment," she answers. "I have something for her." She jerks her head to indicate Isobel.

"Aylin, please," Isobel murmurs, stroking Aylin's jaw with her fingertips. "We have time now. We have time..." She disentangles herself from the aasimar's embrace, straightening her robe sheepishly, and gives Rakha a questioning look. "What is it?"

Rakha doesn't have time to answer. Hearing Isobel's voice, Squire blows past her at a full run, almost knocking Rakha off her feet in the process. The undead dog barrels towards Isobel, every muscle strained almost to snapping, and leaps up to plant her forelegs on the cleric's shoulders.

"Oof!" Isobel cries, almost toppling off balance. Aylin catches her with a hand at the small of her back and stares at the dog in abject surprise.

It takes Isobel a moment to figure out what's happening. Her pet, after all, once had fur and eyes that were not glassy and blank. But the eagerness of the greeting, the bony tail wagging like a whip, the low bark of excitement - Rakha can see the pieces clicking into place.

"Moonmaiden's mercy," Isobel whispers, sinking to her knees, placing both her hands on the dog's face. "Squire?"

Squire yips excitedly. All traces of the hardened guard dog seem gone for the moment. She bounces up and down, licking excitedly at Isobel's face with her dry tongue, her whole body wriggling with joy.

"Gods above... I thought you were dead too..." Tears fill Isobel's eyes and she throws her arms around Squire, hugging the squirming muscle-and-bone creature with all her strength.

Aylin stands next to her, resting a hand on her shoulder. Her eyes have remained fixed on Rakha, but her gaze softens slightly. "You do my Isobel a kindness," she says gruffly. "It will not be forgotten."

Rakha shrugs. As a gift, it seems a pale comparison to the compulsive thoughts of death she has harbored towards Isobel and Aylin both. It seemed natural rather than generous; she deserves no credit for it.

But she does smile, just a little, to see the way the dog's tail wags, reunited at last with the lost girl she died to protect.

[ladyalicentshightower]

I think people overestimate how feminist team black is. If someone brings up how Baela should be the heir to Driftmark, it's always "she would've been Queen if not for the Greens!", ignoring that 1, she would be Queen consort, not a Queen in her own right, and 2 she has a legitimate claim in her own right to Driftmark. Team Black's goal is to crown Rhaenyra, but Rhaenyra becoming Queen isn't a win for feminism because it does nothing to dismantle the rest of the patriarchal system that exists in Westeros. From what we've gotten so far, it reads that Rhaenyra wants to be the exception and not the rule. Rhaenyra has made a lot of bad political decisions, which means she can't acknowledge Baela's claim because it would weaken her own claim (blatantly admitting her eldest sons are illegitimate would not end well for her to say the least). So she betrothes Jace and Luke to Baela and Rhaena to kind of atone for that, like as a consolation prize Baela will be Queen and Rhaena will be lady of Driftmark, neither of them would hold either title in their own right. It's good matches because the kids like each other and will treat each other well, but it's not a feminist win or a feministic liberation. It's usurpation, usurpation that takes place because Rhaenyra has to do damage control after having illegitimate children and after a serious of bad political decisions (both hers and her fathers, Viserys is the arbiter of this entire mess). To me, Rhaenyra is very reminiscent of Mary Queen of Scots, I can see a lot of elements drawn from Mary's history in Rhaenyra's story and character, down to their sons eventually taking the crown they failed to claim/keep.

[3surience]

i made a new character to go with Erdene's group, she's known as the Squire and she is. she's Erdene's squire. and pubby.

[swiftstigmata]

when edric dayne told arya about ashara’s death and she was like that’s fucking stupid. rip to ashara but i would never chuck myself off a cliff. like ok arya fair enough but that’s his AUNT

[catsartplace]

the other yestrogen drawings i never posted

[lepusrufus]

Larian stop making useless fixes to things no one asked for and instead let me convince Squire to come back to camp with me so Isobel can be reunited with her pooch dammit 😭

[groundbreakingdot872]

but what if when Merlin becomes inducted as Court Sorcerer under Gwen’s rule, all the Camelot staff tell him they’d actually known all along…

And what if!! they’re all wiping away tears at the ceremony, proud smiles on their faces WHAT THEN

[racingcore]

okay so when the Aemond is pranked with a flying pig by his sibling and cousin its malicious and not fair towards Aemond from his cousins and they are barbasic and savages and Alicent's train moves towards them being bastards of Rhaenyra.

but then Aemond losses his eye which is the consequence of him taunting his cousins 'bastards' and 'lord strong', its a small 'training yard bluster' the same insult she must have been neatly saying it to her young boys and now it bare consequences which does not go according to her and leaves her up for confrontation is just an 'insult'

which otherwise would lead to death and exile.

[sideblogdotjpeg]

kenna .....

[camellia-thea]

new character alert

[number1yisuchongfan]

Thaddeus’s Ma: “Look at my beautiful daughter, Heidi. Isn’t she just so pretty? She’s going to make a nice man very happy and give me lots of grandkids to work on the farm.”

The “Heidi” in question: