The way Aegon desperately wants to fill the conqueror's armor, even when it's evidently too large for him to fully take up. He looks like a boy slipping into his father's coat, a boy whose idea of his father as this invincible figure, who he can never quite reach, is destined to be popped some way or another.
Aegon isn't the only one who clings to the idea of the conqueror as this ideal. His shadow looms large over all of House Targaryen, this almost mythical figure whose legacy all Targaryen try to claim for themselves. They chase after his ghost, believing that to truly be a Targaryen, one must be like him: ruthless, powerful, and above all, victorious. They forget—or perhaps choose to ignore—that his victories were bathed in blood, that his crown was forged in fire and brutality. His legacy is a cursed throne, a throne that cuts most who sit upon it, a throne that pits people against each other.
Generation after generation, Targaryens name their children are after him. Aegon. A name dripping in history and blood and crushed dreams. They hope that this name will bring with them the strength and glory. A babe born to me, wearing the Conqueror's crown. But these hopes are often dashed. These children are caught in the endless cycle of violence that defines their bloodline. They keep meeting more and more horrific fates—murder, madness, betrayal.
The prophecy that the Conqueror himself used as justification for all the blood he spilt, the prophecy so many Targaryen feel like is theirs to fulfill—the promise of a hero who will save the world—only serves to further the rot. This prophecy, ever so vague and open to interpretation, is a way for them to give purpose to the endless wars and the pain. The Conqueror was no savior; he was a man driven by ambition and thirst for power, a man who saw kingdoms as prizes to be won and people as obstacles to be removed. He was a man who saw himself to be superior to others on the basis of what flowed through his veins.
elena & lila
when the trope is they might not be lovers in the traditional sense but they have and always will be there for each other, they come as a pair even when they are physically apart, they're always in each other's thoughts and they'd choose one another over any friend, partner or family member
Catherine Deneuve photographed by Jerry Schatzberg, 1965.
"It looks like two old white guys poached our patient."
ELLIS, SHEN, ROBBY, and ABBOT in The Pitt, 1x15, "9:00 PM"
my brilliant friend (2018-) / girlpool - before the world was big / lorde - ribs / a park bench / harry styles - as it was / clube da esquina album cover / elena ferrante - my brilliant friend / it chapter two (2019) / frank ocean - ivy
Cyclical Theme: Elena and Lila’s friendship ended the same way it began, with two dolls.
MY BRILLIANT FRIEND - 1.01//4.10
beaded & embroidered felt earrings ❤️✨ handmade with vintage & salvaged beads
etsy
Old Helen idea