Guarantee you that if alicent was a boy otto would arrange a marriage between them and rhaenyra so fkn fast and he wouldve looked like this during the dance of the dragons
Why not pull an all nighter for Wednesday as an tiny assassin duck?
she don’t bite :) (she do bite. yes she do. and we love her for it)
consider: teenagers aren’t apathetic about everything they’re just used to you shitting all over whatever they show excitement about
REACTION SPEED [Challenging: Failure]
Cute Hwasun as little bears.
Rhaenys miscalculated 😌
Alicent and her family have arrived at the beach. They realize after the two hour trip they have forgotten Daeron at home. They are not going back.
Rhaenyra has arrived with her family, the only food they have brought is a bag of cheetos.
Rhaenys has her granddaughters sorted already, only sunscreen left!
Daemon is moping in the ocean meanwhile.
Viserys and his least favourite daughter are having creative diferences about the sand Valyrian model. She wants to put pink seashells, he refuses. Alicent ends up scolding him.
The kids find out someone has finished all the ice-cream. Lucerys has been crying for half an hour. It was Daemon.
Helaena has found a crab she calls Herbert, no one wants to get near her. Aegon has passed out, being buried in sand as a punishment.
Rhaenyra has promised Aegon a beer if he distracts everyone while she flirts with Daemon. Viserys feels something is not right but can't figure out what. Jacaerys is just happy to be included.
The day at the beach was a success!!! No one was seriously harmed and everyone had fun.
Truly a first for the Targaryen family! ❤️
rhaenyra targaryen and alicent hightower after six years
I was thinking about how both Wednesday and Enid are ‘act now think about the consequences later’ type of people. And how therefore, with Wednesday’s uncanny ability to attract death and destruction wherever she goes, this will inevitably lead them into being half way into doing some stupid shit before realising they have no business being involved in said stupid shit…
Wednesday: I can’t believe you thought I did it.
Enid: I can’t believe you though I did it. I’m not the one prone to murder here.
Wednesday: Prone to murder? Name one person I’ve murdered so horrifically.
Enid, sarcastically: Oh I don’t know. That kid you dumped piranha on!
Wednesday: He’s still alive Enid! That’s only attempted murder!
Enid: Excuse me if I thought that meant you committing a successful murder was a possibility!
Wednesday: That’s so not the point and you know it.
Enid: Feel free to enlighten me.
Wednesday: Seriously? If I was going to kill someone i’d never be this sloppy. This is a complete hatchet job. No pun intended. I’m honestly offended my own girlfriend has such low expectations when it comes to my ability to kill someone and get away with it.
Enid: Oh my god why is this a thing you’re sensitive about? There was a dead guy right in front of me. I was freaking out! I’m sorry if I didn’t consider your feelings regarding the efficiency of whoever nerked the corpse I found you standing over.
Wednesday: You’re forgiven. Honestly the piranha incident wasn’t my finest work. I fear my easy capture and inability to finish the job will forever stain my otherwise perfect delinquency record.
Enid: I know, I know, woe is you. But sweetheart I need you and that big haunted brain of yours to focus. Because if you didn’t do it and I didn’t do it. Who’s fucking murder did we just cover up?