Imagine this
After Rhaenyra is fed to Sunfyre, she awakens in the past before the Dance, surrounded by her family, who also died and came back like her. After a long, tearful embrace, the Blacks all decide that revenge is pointless and that the iron throne can go fucking rust. Rhaenyra is tired and war-weary and just wants to be with her family. So, Rhaenyra writes a letter to her father relinquishing her right to the Iron Throne, and the Blacks pack their things and fuck off to Essos for a long holiday. Family is all that matters, and damn it, they're going to take advantage of this second chance and heal.
Meanwhile, back in King's Landing, Viserys is utterly heartbroken, and The Greens are triumphant, but certain vital players refuse to accept Rhaenyra's decision. In fact, her choice to give up her rights have the opposite effect, and suddenly half of Westeros, with a few Green members, wants her to come back and be Queen.
- Aegon II weeps when he reads the letter. He's the heir, and now he's trapped with the green manacles around his wrists tightening. So he writes a series of letters to his sister, begging her to change her mind.
- Viserys realizes that it's all his fault that Rhaenyra cast aside her duty. This heartens his health, and suddenly, his eyes are open to the machinations of his Hand, and he begins cleaning house... One Green at a time.
- Rhaenyra is just trying to enjoy her beach vacation and spend time with her family, but ever since she and her family came to Essos, she's been bombarded with letters pleading with her to come back and take her rightful place as Heir. Obviously, these letters are thrown into the fire, but by morning, there are at least a dozen more.
- Lucerys is still scarred by the memories of his death, but what happened above the sea has caused him to develop a deep interest in sailing and learning the ways of water dancing. Maybe being Lord of Driftmark won't be so bad after all.
- Rhaena and Baela are at their peak, living their hot girl summer, and Daemon sets aside his pride to be the father he never was to his precious girls. They tour old burial sites, sup with a Khal, spend hours playing with little Viserys and Aegon III at the beach, and Rhaena's egg hatches! She's ecstatic and takes to the hatchling almost immediately.
-) Jace finally corrects his atrocious posture and takes to learning Vlayrian with little Joffrey. Jace loosens up and finds that very much loves painting, writing poetry, and even sending several scripts to Helaena, who blushes with every poem he sends her. Baela's poems are just as passionate, thus leading to a very, very romantic correspondence between the three of them ;).
- Aemond flies to his half-sister's vacation home, hoping to find out what the Blacks are plotting, only to be shocked at how chill everyone is. Drinking iced wine, swimming at the beach, reading, sunbathing... The Blacks want to relax, damn it!
Aemond: "Nephew, what are you doing?"
Lucerys: "What does it look like I'm doing? I'm sunbathing. Could you move? You're in my light."
- And somewhere in the Red Keep, Alicent is struggling with the realization that Rhanyra has given up her position as the future Queen of Westeros and finally snaps. No, this is not how it ends! She will sail to Essos and convince her former lover friend to return, where she'll be given a high position at court. No, Alicent will not allow Rhaenyra to leave after all that's happened between them! She refuses! - Just everyone pestering Rhaenyra now that she's finally free and trying to live her hot girl summer. They only want her when she's not there, but she's not having it. Sometimes, the best revenge is just living well and eating cake.
Emma D’arcy at GQ Men of the Year (x)
Ngl i want rainbow hair again
If i cut my hair like rlly short i could bleach it and then make rainbow stars in it or sum
Rhaenyra: So are we flirting right now?
Alicent: I AM LITERALLY STABBING YOU
Rhaenyra: That doesn’t answer my question
Floof
After Storm’s End
Aemond: I have good news and bad news. Which do you want to hear first?
Alicent: …good.
Aemond: It is very unlikely that I will ever, EVER do it again.
God i hate needing to explain to ppl why i like the songs i listen to bc its mostly just bc they scratch my brain in such a nice way that i just listen to them everyday and i literally dont give a single fuck about the lyrics or shit like that bc they just scratch my brain in such a nice way that turns me all mushy and shi
(The only time when its not like that is when i listen to the songs of my fav band bc not the beat turns my brain mushy, their vocals do. Like they could be singing about whatever and i just would be "yesyes" bc i only focus on the voices)
(Best example for that is the fucking pink panty song. Like what did they smoke to make a song about pink panties 💀 but their voices still make my brain mushy so hehehehehrh)
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?