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♕ Mother of dragons. Mother of monsters. ©

Game of Thrones by G-host Lee ☼

— Jaime, A Feast For Crows

in the garden.

victorian jaime/brienne commissioned by the_villanelle from twitter inspired by vladimir pervuninsky’s artwork.

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“It was important to make this very real and passionate.” - The Dragon & The Wolf director, Jeremy Podeswa (7x07 commentary) requested by @anonymous

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Guys

Watching the dvd commentary for 7x7 when Jon and Dany are in their little hidey hole talking about babies, and Kit says “she says that she can’t have children…. we’ll see about that. You haven’t met the little Jon.” I’m fucking ded. Wtf. My heart/ovaries.

— You are not heads or tails; you are the coin | m.a.w

SPOILERS FOR THE GAME OF THRONES LIVE EXPERIENCE! 

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Jonerys Week day 03: Dragon Queen & White Wolf or Angst or Smut

“The Prince She Was Promised”- Jonerys AU Fic (Secret Santa!)

A/N: Merry Christmas and happy holidays to my beautiful Jonerys fam!! And, a super special holiday greeting to the wonderful @akurotori, for IT IS I, YOUR SECRET SANTA! 

I wrote you a fic based on your AU of the Targaryens (as well as Lyanna) surviving and Dany being betrothed to Aegon but in love with Jon. Sorry that it’s kind of angsty, but hopefully it’s enjoyable otherwise! Also, sorry that it’s over 3,000 words. I went on a tangent. I wrote it in the form of trading off between flashbacks and present-time, and also Jon is still Jon because two Aegons is too damned confused. lol. I hope that you enjoy your gift and that everyone enjoys their holiday!! 

HO HO HO! MERRY JONERYSMAS!!

Dany’s pale gold gown of silk and crystals dragged behind her as she made her way through the maze of the garden. 

It was just hidden enough away that perhaps no one would find her. She couldn’t take any more congratulatory words and empty smiles. Her brother, the king, had briefly scolded her for having such a solemn face after publicly announcing her engagement to his eldest son, Aegon. It had only further upset her. He hadn’t scolded Aegon who, sweet as he was, couldn’t be bothered to feign excitement either.

Nor had Rhaegar scolded his younger son, Jon’s, sullen expression.

She reached the far end of the garden where there was a small, grassy area with a swing and a stone bench. It was her place on the palace grounds which had been her refuge since childhood. The floral trees nearly covered the entire view of the sky, adding more of the privacy Dany desired. It has been planned since my birth, Dany reminded herself as she sat on the swing. I am to marry Aegon. I am to be queen. But, no matter how many times she told herself, her feelings didn’t change. As if queued, she heard footsteps approaching and she already knew who they belonged to.

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