#truly the mother of dragons

[maggie-stormborn]

From my unofficial season 9 Game of Thrones fanfiction "Truly the Mother of Dragons", artwork by @samartworksblog

Daenerys saw a swirl of flame burst forth before her, Rhaegars's voice fading from her ears as she stood back. The tornado of fire shot into the sky as high as she could see, and dark, thick clouds seemed to be gathering quickly. Her gaze was pulled to the core of the fire, something small seemed to be glinting and swirling within. She stepped closer, squinting at it and realized it was a coin. As she reached out to touch it, the fire seemed to brighten and swell, and upon touching it, her eyes became like mirrors showing the flames licking her hand.

She saw a coin, with herself standing upon it, and fire coming up around her. She saw the eggs of Drogon, Rhaegal, and Viserion lying around her and watched as they hatched, crawled forth, and grey up before her eyes, as if years were only moments. She saw the coin flipping while she fell through the air, seeing a pair of faces either time the coin flipped. With the first side, she would see her mother, the late Queen Rhaella Targaryen, and her older brother, Rhaegar. She would hear the voices of loved ones echoing in her mind as she saw their pleading faces.

"If you die, we're all lost. Everyone, everything." Tyrion's voice drifted through her mind, his pleading face appearing before her. "There are times when I look at you, and I still can't believe you're real," Jorah's voice spoke softly in her hear, and she turned them to see his face as well. Then came a voice that made her heart feel as if it had gotten stuck in her throat, and she turned with tears in her eyes - "I have seen you listen to your counselors. I have seen you lean on their experience when your own was lacking and weigh the choices they put before you. And I have seen you ignore your counselors… because there was a better choice. One that only you could see" Missandei's voice said, as assuring and lovingly as when she'd said it in life. Daenerys wanted to reach out to her, to embrace her once more, but before she could, the coin flipped again. Daenerys was falling, again.

On the darker side of the coin, she would see the faces of her other brother, Viserys, and their father, King Aerys II, the Mad King.

"You don't want to wake the dragon, do you?" Viserys' voice threatened her, the entitlement rolling off with complete ease as his face formed. "Have you been down there? Have you seen? Children! Little children, BURNED!" Jon's voice pierced through her mind, his anguished face floating to the surface of her mind, Viserys' face diminishing away as it did. "... You burned down a city," Tyrion's voice cut through Jon's, louder than his had been, and his disappointment was palpable as his face erased Jon's. The clang of his Hand of the Queen pin echoed behind his words, as it had in life. "BURN THEM ALL!" her father's voice screamed out, silencing them all as the Mad King's face blasted through Tyrion's, his twisted face contorted in rage.

As their words continued pouring into her mind, all of her memories came rushing back. Daenerys struggled to comprehend it all, and the the headrush was bringing her to her knees as she heard their voices continue talking, changing with every flip of the coin, and hearing the cries of... babies? Dragons? She couldn't be sure. But in her mind she tried to trace the sound and find the source, to no avail.

The vision swirled back into the tornado of fire and disappeared instantaneously. With it gone, Daenerys dropped to the ground, unconscious. Rhaegar, still sitting beside her, gave a small sigh, and proceeded to continue playing his harp and humming his song.

[terrorofthetrident]

like mother, like son

[villanelleskiss]

i’m forever going crazy over the fact that Zelda used to think she was nothing as a person bc she couldn’t awaken her sealing power when every eye of hyrule was on her and she couldn’t protect them and her own father even had her believing that. so when she met sonia and rauru (even true with urbosa) and they gave her the guidance and comfort she needed to freely use her powers on her own schedule that when she was able to blast away those moldugas with ease that she was in disbelief of herself bc she didn’t think she was capable of doing that. so when she made the choice to turn into a dragon to restore the master sword, it was her final message to herself and the future of hyrule that she wouldn’t let herself be nothing (like she was always told she was) by that final selfless act of love for her kingdom and im a mess about it

[alicent-archive]

when you think about it Alicent Hightower is really a catholic-coded tragic lesbian girlfailure patron saint of suffering and religious guilt milf of every month and the mother of all mothers with a masters in cuntology from the university of servington who mothered a nation and fathered a country and is and will always be That Bitch as well as an icon legend and the moment who did it all for the gays so true

[dearlyfetching]

It has never made any sense to me that after everything is said and done, the remaining Hightower faction did not insist upon taking Princess Jaehaera Targaryen into custody. She is the granddaughter of Dowager Queen Alicent Hightower, whose paternal family still remains alive and well. After her father is found dead and her grandmother passed on from Winter Fever, there should've been a vested interest from Lyonel, Martyn, Garmund, or any of Alicent's unnamed brothers aside from the deceased Gwayne to either offer sanctuary in Oldtown or send envoys to King's Landing for Jaehaera's protection. While I understand that the point of the dance is to showcase the horrors of war and harm of factionalism, when one of either side is needlessly removed and prevented from unifying their feuding families as a peaceful solution when other feasible options existed, it leaves me feeling more than a bit frustrated.

[daenerysies]

something i noticed unfortunately:

[script from darksvster]

alicent is mid-late thirties, which obvious discourse means her mom was also probably a childbride when she had her (+ her having an older brother in gwayne helps to reaffirm this).

this was the case for rhaenyra in fire and blood; aemma was *fifteen* when she had rhaenyra and *twenty-three* when she died birthing baelon. rhaenyra was a mother THREE times over (with baby egg on the way) by the time she reached the age her mother ultimately met her fate at.

how am i supposed to mentally cope with this information?

[sihtriggyr]

While I absolutely loved seeing so many Targ’s on dragon back in the new trailer of HotD, I am constantly reminded of the fact that Daenerys really was that bitch.

No saddle. No reigns. No armour.

Just a girl, her dragon and a dream.

[heybiji]

“I was hoping I could see you,” his voice cracks, “Or hold you.” He sounds desperate, so much so that it embarrasses him.

[deimcs]

ALL THAT REMAINS | act 2 closing mission

[celestialscarlet]

Gnashing my teeth at the fact that Alicent is forced to shoulder blamed for perceived wrongness with her kids/relationship with them but Viserys influence and presence (or lack thereof) is never considered and he is blameless

[eahsayswhat]

Happy Mother’s Day, everyone! Today we’ve set a new record for the smallest number of panels & characters in a comic! I headcanon Sparrow’s parents as being rather busy people, Marian due to her teaching job and Robin even moreso due to...whatever it is that he’s doing, hence Sparrow’s attention-seeking and disruptive personality. Hunter agrees with this headcanon wholeheartedly (pun not intended).

[maggie-stormborn]

From my unofficial season 9 Game of Thrones fanfiction "Truly the Mother of Dragons", artwork by @samartworksblog

As Daenerys embraced her son and husband, she heard the sound of a harp, just faintly enough to hear but not to make out the song. She kissed Drogo again, and gave them another squeeze of a hug before walking from the tent, the sound drawing her closer. The music was coming from beyond a great hill of sand, the wind carrying its sweet notes to her in whisps. Daenerys climbed the hill, taking several extra steps as the sand sank beneath her feet while made her way to the top. As she grew closer, she heard a deep, smooth voice humming along to the harp - somehow familiar to her, despite knowing she had never heard it before. When she reached the top, she saw the back of a silver haired figure sitting in the sand before her, and he stopped playing as she approached.

"Hello, baby sister" said the man. He turned to her with a small smile and deep, indigo colored eyes. Daenerys knew without explanation or doubt that this was her oldest brother, The Last Dragon - Rhaegar Targaryen. She had thought he would look more like her brother Viserys and herself, or maybe even Jon Snow, but save their shared Targaryen silver hair, he was not physically like her much at all.

"Hello, big brother," she said back, her hair blowing in the wind as she stood atop the sand dune. Rhaegar continued strumming his dragon-carved harp, his fingers plucking away naturally at the strings as Daenerys came closer, entranced by his song. The melody seemed to pull her closer, the notes hanging in her mind and making her start to remember pieces - of what, she couldn't be sure? Dreams? Another life? Visions? Or just thoughts she had had and forgotten. They muddied together, swirling in her mind, while Rhaegars's voice spoke softly and sweetly, "Do you remember? Can you see?"

[evelzzzk]

"I just saw my daughter for the first time in years..." Ok, let me just go and cry into my pillow... 😭😭😭💔

HBO, I swear to gods, if u won't release all those deleted scenes, i'm gonna burn my subscription and then Dracarys all of you!!!

Btw why did they delete this?? It was such a goddamn good and meaningful scene, Baela's character fully deserved this to be shown!

[silksworn]

not a daddy, but a Father

[thedeadthree]

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[amatres]

I know you have to choose the option but the farewell conversation that sticks most in my head in the Gallows is with Carver where Hawke can say something along the lines of 'This is how we're supposed to be, side by side' and he tells them they know it can't be like that forever.

Like, my Hawke at least spent so much of her life building her identity in service of her family. Hawke most resembles their father no matter what, and the family is shaped around them narratively (if you're a mage or not deciding which sibling you lose first and how that class effects how those siblings feel about themselves and their place in the family) and they shape themselves around their family in turn, exist for them, takes up the role of leader after Malcolm has passed. The answers of where Hawke considers home when they're asked never felt right, because they lived on the run for so many of their formative years, the true answer feels like to me to be their home is their family, the place never mattered beyond being allowed to rest and not look over their shoulder every day.

What happens to that identity when everyone you built it around is gone? Where would they consider home when it's all said and done? The Amell estate was something they got for their mother, one of the answers they can give to Varric in Act 2 on what they plan to do now is watch over their mother, Carver tells Hawke to look after her when the expedition separates them. Then their mother is gone too.

There's no final statement for this since it's just me rambling, but it's hm, sad to think about. Who is Hawke if they aren't living for the sake of another, when all those they lived for are gone and they never felt at home anywhere but in the people they surrounded themselves with?