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bietrofastimoff23 · 4 months ago
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i was not joking when I said that for me the tragedy of Aeron and Davos is more convincing than the tragedy of rhaenicent in two seasons. in a minute of screen time, they made me get into their story (and they also have more personality than some minor characters). also they remained faithful to their houses and brought the matter to an end without delay. i can't help but respect that.
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turnipoddity · 5 months ago
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love for the enemy
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bram-stoners · 4 months ago
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oh he was itching to hold his hand
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wolfienation · 2 months ago
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all i do is cry over them
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pulksten-blog · 4 months ago
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Peace? I hate the word as I hate hell and all Montagues
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dirtytransmasc · 4 months ago
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Davos going to patrol the border like he does every night, only for him to find his enemy wounded in the grass, leaning against the stack of border stones they regularly argued over.
Blackwood crimson spilling through his golden Bracken tunic, coating his fingers, slipping from his lips.
Aeron's eyes would meet his hazily, caught somewhere between fear and acceptance. "C'm h're t'finish the-" he'll pause so he can cough blood all over his tunic, " -job?" he finish, looking through his lashes.
Davos will realize his kin drew blood, in the dead of night. They drew Bracken blood. No.
No they drew His blood. Aeron's blood. His beloved's blood.
And had been too cowardly to finish the job. They had left him here to die, no doubt an omen about touching border stones. His wounds left to weep the colors of house Blackwood, stripping him of his own Houses colors as he bled out.
It was cruel, and now Aeron expected him to continue the torture.... so one could only imagine the shock that cast over the Brackens face when the Blackwood kneeled before him, inspecting the litany of stab wounds in the other's side.
"Who?" he'll mutter under his breath as he presses hands to the wounds, "Do you know who did this? Names?"
The Bracken won't speak, not at first, confused and unable to find his voice past the pain and shock and utter bafflement running through his head. And when he doesn't, Davos will put a hand to his cheek, bringing his chin up so they can see eye to eye. Aeron will find fear in that bright blue gaze. It will scare him.
"Who did this to you, B- Aeron? tell me, please tell me," his voice so much softer than normal, even as fuery broiled deep in his chest, his thumb gently padding Aeron's cheek.
"... didn't..... couldn't see..... th'y w're there 'n then gone."
Davos nod's, but hate the answer nonetheless. Aeron was no help, typical Bracken, but Davos would find them. Davos would make them pay for their cowardess, for laying a hand on his beloved.
For now, he would sink his weight into the other's wound, apologizing gently when the brunette hissed and bit down a scream. If he rested their foreheads together, a whispered, "I'm sorry" falling from his lips, comforting the Bracken beneath him, no, no he didn't.
He doesn't know what to do. His Bracken is hurt. He's bleeding. He's in pain. He's dying.
"It's ok Bracken, easy now, I'm.... I'm going to take you someplace safe... I'm going to take care of you now," and he was wrapping his cloak around the other's middle, pulling it tight until the brunette was whining beneath him, "I said easy, it's alright."
Aeron's eyes were on him. They were afraid, so afraid. His skin was pale and clammy, shining sickly in the moonlight. His soft red whore lips splattered in bright crimson. His hair was hanging in his eyes, soft strands pulling down from his braid. Davos smoothed them away.
"It's ok, it'll be ok," he kissed the Bracken's forehead, "I'm here," he kissed him, like he had always longed to, his lips falling onto Aeron's, attempting to savor how soft and plump they were, but the others lips are too slack, too cool. He tastes blood before he even gets a chance to sink in his teeth and they hesitate to flee when he bites. It's all wrong.
When Aeron huffs against him, attempting to shift his lips to kiss back, Davis will pull back, peck him once more, and then in one fluid motion, pull him up into his arms, shifting to stand.
The kiss will have worked as enough of a distraction to keep him from screaming in the moment, and the myriad of kisses he presses to those soft lips now, swallow up any that escape Aeron's throat.
"Hush now," he whispers, straining ever so slightly under the others weight, "we're going somewhere safe, just trust me."
He doesn't know where they're going, but they're going together. If Ser Aeron Bracken dies tonight, he will die in the arms of Davos Blackwood, and Davos will follow him shortly after. Their bodies will be found in the clearing by the river, curled amongst one another. Their houses will go to war for this, no doubt, but that will be fine. They'll be dead, they won't know better or have any strong feelings about it.
And if Aeron Bracken finds it in himself to pull through, who knows where their fate might lead.
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magicianarcana · 4 months ago
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Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
HOUSE OF THE DRAGON - 2.03 "The Burning Mill" + Romeo and Juliet parallels.
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fleurdeliet · 4 months ago
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Aeron Bracken x Davos Blackwood
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ilreleonewikiart · 7 months ago
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“These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume. The sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness And in the taste confounds the appetite. Therefore love moderately; long love doth so; Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.” ― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
Jace and Helaena as Romeo and Juliet commissionated by the sweet @iirenicstark on Twitter
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ladydreamfyyreee · 4 months ago
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𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨 + 𝐣𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐭🫶🏼
𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 : ( @𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐩𝐬 )
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3vln · 4 months ago
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Y’all don’t understand. I need the most insane, nastiiiest, Romeo and Juliet-esque, enemies to lovers, slow burn type shit with Davos/Benjicot Blackwood and some random Bracken character.
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vague-in-vegas · 2 months ago
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"How do people ship Aeron and Davos? They only had two minutes of screentime" it's not about what we actually had, it's about what we could have had.
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nyraluv · 2 months ago
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Olivia Hussey as Princess Aemma Velaryon, the Daughter of Queen Rhaenyra Targaryen and Ser Leanor Velaryon.
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thatscruelsummer · 7 months ago
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Daeron the Daring and Rhaena Targaryen as Romeo and Juliet.
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hrgves · 2 years ago
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Another Lucemond commission redraw of Romeo and Juliet
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nessjo · 3 months ago
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The love for the Enemy
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Note: This story is based/inspired on/by @myladysapphire 's one-shot 'Forbidden' and the 2013 Romeo and Juliet movie. Feel free to check the account out, its full of amazing stories. I'm also going to figure it out if I want to do an OC or an x reader while writing.
Pairing | Benjicot Blackwood x Bracken (OC/reader)
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Masterlist:
• Chapter 1 (yet to come)
• Chapter 2 (yet to come)
• Chapter 3 (yet to come)
• ...
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