A0random0gal - Scrolling My Life Away

they are hanging ....... posters ......... in king's landing .......... asking the illiterate smallfolk .......... to come to dragonstone to claim dragons

"Helaena does not ride. She has no taste for it". That one line summarizes so many issues with the writing of Helaena (and even Alicent) this season. Women in this show who get in Rhaenyra's way are not allowed to want ANYTHING! Rhaenyra has been presented as the just, equal, rightful ruler so of course they can't risk her looking bad by maybe presenting us the perspective of another woman, a dragonrider who claimed the mount of a previous Targaryen queen, who tragically lost a son because of the war, who was a beloved queen by the smallfolk, whose council was listened to by her husband the king, and, most importantly, never suggested (in the book) that Aegon back down from his claim, only that he should pursue a peaceful resolution before going to war. Queen Helaena's death sparked the uprising of Kings Landing that would lead to Rhaenyra's own downfall and death. Helaena baby you deserved so so so much better than this. She deserved a proper coronation, she deserved to grieve her son, she deserved to ride her beloved Dreamfyre, and we should have seen her struggles and triumphs of being queen in a time of war. Aegon even declared that only his mother and wife be honored and recognized as the two legitimate queens during the dance 😭 This show did her so dirty and i will never forgive them 💚💙🩵💛

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I started off watching HotD without siding with either team, because come on, the Targs (black or green) are entertaining but aren't worthy of rooting for. In fact I like the idea of Jace on the Iron throne simply because he's bearing the y-chromosome of the Strongs. Basically, I'm just really really anti-royalist, anti-imperialist.

But the more I see how insane team Black is, the more I want to side with team Green out of a spite.

Team Green mostly recognizes the crimes of their characters and joke about mew mews and mommy's war criminal. Meanwhile team Black are rejoicing in the upcoming blood and cheese, because threatening to rape a 6 y.o. girl and murdering a 6 y.o. boy is what they deem as justice.

Team Black are so pro-racial superiority, it's kind of insane. The racist shit they say about Nettles. The romanticisation of incest as a way to keep blood pure, and how children of Daemyra are worthier of the throne because of their blood purity. How Hightowers, Velaryons and others are criticized for being ambitious yet Rhaenyra is praised for trying to put her non-Velaryon son on a throne he has no rights for.

"The Targaryens are the ones who created the iron throne!" Yes, with fire and blood, by burning and murdering people until they surrendered. It's like an nuclear country conquering non-nuclear countries, and creating a system based on racial superiority.

And did Strongs build a Driftmark for Lucerys to claim it? But he's a Targaryen, and "that's all that matters".

So no, I do not buy the whole "the blacks are heroes and morally righteous ones" shit at all. Fuck your Targaryen superiority.

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SOO much to process rn but omg Gus saw Belo’s memories of Wittebro!!!

So... don't think about Flapjack...

Don't think about a palisman coming to life into a vast world of colors, seeing first a cowlick of blonde hair, a wide enthusiastic smile and eyes so very proud and so very full of love. The immediate connection, the will to learn about each other, how it was suddenly a duo where there was nothing before.

Don't think about how it was the carver and the palisman, then it became Caleb and Flapjack, two souls facing a world with so much to discover and so much to see. Their adventures, their experiences, their dangers and their joys, never leaving one's side as it was a bond meant to last beyond the magic.

Don't think about Flapjack singing Caleb, Caleb feeding Flapjack. Flapjack pulling Caleb's cowlick when the man was really tired but was begging for another chapter from that new book of magic. Last one Flapjack.

Don't think about Flapjack noticing that only his Caleb has round ears. He doesn't care why, he likes that Caleb is unique.

Don't think about people being wary of Caleb because of his appearance, but eventually growing fond of him, because that was simply how Caleb was. Looking in control of it all... while being as lonely as it could get

Don't think about Caleb telling Flapjack stories about a different world, one never seen by the palisman, where the rain was cold and people had round ears. How he used to belong to a place, but never felt a purpose, and eventually realized it wasn't the life he wanted. How he missed only his brother, but that he left him with their village to watch over him and he was to grow up into a man just fine.

Don't think about just another day, only to turn out into that meeting, when the girl with the brown mane came into the picture. And Flapjack couldn't stand her at first.

Don't think about when he started to like her. How she was nice, fun. And how she made Caleb so incredibly happy.

Don't think about the years passing, a couple united, Flapjack watching over them. Love in the house, a baby on the way, another one Flapjack could pull the hair of. The eternity of two lives to enjoy the beauty of it all.

...

Don't think about another round eared person coming in. How Caleb was so happy to see.

Don't think about Flapjack feeling something wrong into such person, perhaps because he felt nothing like Caleb, perhaps because he kept glaring in his direction. But, again, it made Caleb happy. So it was fine. It was.

Don't think about when it wasn't.

Don't think about the fight, when Caleb tried to use Flapjack but got scarred instead so was pushed away. It never felt like he was an object, a bare magical staff to him. It felt like he was being cherished, protected, as a friend.

Don't think about how it was the last of Caleb. The last of his immaculate skin, the last of his gentle smiles. The last of his curious eyes, opened for the world around, because he had fallen for this world and everything in it.

Don't think about the pain, the loneliness, the guilt. How it was too inbearable to stay with the grieving mane woman and her child.

Don't think about how from then on, all Flapjack wanted was to forget.

Don't think about how guilty it made him feel.

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Don't think about his new life, being protected by the Bat Queen with so many other palismans. A time when things hurt less, but the world doesn't have much colors, and Flapjack prefers not doing what's been told just to feel something less spent.

Don't think about a day like others, where he remembers Caleb, but not all. His face, his figure, his gesture are gone. All that is left is how he used to make him feel.

Don't think about how Flapjack still sings in the morning for him.

Don't think about adoption day, something Flapjack sees as another way to be a bit of a rascal just for the taste of it. He doesn't dislike other witches. There's even one with round ears like Caleb, she seems fun. But the Bat Queen says that there needs to be a click to truly find yourself a witch partner. Flapjack knows that, he felt that a long time ago.

Don't think about the palismans being taken, the fear, and how the round eared girl is calming them down. Flapjack likes her.

Don't think about the crash, don't think about the forest, the uncertanty.

Don't think about the confusion.

Don't think... about the meeting. How at first Flapjack is so very wary of the boy. He stole the palismans, his friends at the end, and round eared girl seems to believe he is evil and Flapjack trusts her enough. He is very rude, very annoying, very not likeable.

Don't think of the chase in the city.

Don't think of the top of the building, the plan, the forced alliance.

Don't think of that talk. One that sparks something so far it is foreign in Flapjack. Because the boy feels different in a world made of magic, he feels purposeless in a time of responsibilities, and yet there is a spark in his eyes when he talks about what a single spell can offer. It's absurd, because it's all pushed back behind a wall of rigor and harshness and yet Flapjack can see it all so clearly.

Don't think about how Flapjack wondered if he was seeing right, because this boy betrayed, lied, he did bad things.

Don't think about how Flapjack knows. My name is Hunter. This boy is much more than what he shows, what his exterior wood might show. Maybe this time it will be the palisman to carve out the best of it.

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Don't think about how this is not Caleb.

Don't think about how Flapjack knows they are similar in some ways, but this is not him. As they go from witch and "subject of his observations", as he used to call him, to witch and palisman, to actually Hunter and Flapjack, he realizes there are several differences from Caleb and Hunter.

Don't think about how Caleb was older, free, so ready to take onto the world and experience every moment. Hunter is young, bitter and trapped into a cage made of duties and hopes for the future. Caleb was calm and serene very often, an aura of serenity and joy all around him. Hunter seems lost at times, constantly battling what he feels, what he wants and what he needs, losing every single time. Caleb was a carver. Hunter is a guard.

Don't think about the biggest difference, that makes sense to it all to Flapjack. Caleb has been nurturing him for so long, never needing his help. This boy, his new witch, he needed his help. This time, Flapjack was going to be the one taking care of someone.

Don't think about how he already knows how, as he has been taken very good care of in the past. He knows what to do, and wants to be there on every step of the way.

Don't think that Flapjack is ready to protect Hunter no matters what's to come.

And he is not going to lose another friend

souls tied, intertwined by our pride and guilt

Aegon punishing Blood PERSONALLY