#Sunfire's Posts

[sunfirethescribe]

Nest so cozy....

[raayllum]

do you think ezran and karim met during the timeskip? do you think karim sat and laughed with janai and amaya as the latter shared stories about her youngest nephew? do you think karim still had the wind knocked out of him by how small and tiny ezran was, a new silver crown upon his brow? do you think he watched amaya and janai give the young king a tour of the camp, and thanked him for sending over more katolians to help with the rebuilding? that karim watched him talk with too old eyes and solemn face and quietly put it out of his mind, because well - the sunfire elves have enough of their own problems on their hands. because ezran still has a home and a castle and a city to go back to (not knowing that ezran's sister is gone, or at the very least missing). do you think karim will see him again in s6, two years grown, and simultaneously not nearly grown at all? and they will be enemies. another viren for ezran to dodge

[horns-n-jams]

✨Gal pals✨

[sunfireintheory]

Neon Horizon

The future finds us all, whether we're ready for it or not.

[2heodraws]

<3

[barbreypilled]

rhaegar targaryen I thirst for your blood

[2heodoro]

I should really stop getting distracted by other fandoms more often. /lying

[gotham-at-nightfall]

The X-Men in Hellions #16

[wheretwofacesmeet]

[sage-nebula]

Not to be controversial, but sometimes I really wonder if the TDP fandom would be so averse to calling Harrow Callum's father / would be so obsessed with Callum's biological father if Harrow was white.

[sluttyboisbringmelife]

I only watch for the angry lesbians and dragons. Love that shit so much.

[sunfirethescribe]

Drifting softly to sleep in the morning light as the sea breeze brushed over me. Just barely old enough to leave my hidden nest beneath the sand and learn to fly.

[raayllum]

If you kill me, Amaya will kill my brother, and our bloodline will end.

4x02 / 5x08

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

Blood and Cheese does not happen. Instead, Daemon plots with his connections to kidnap Aegon’s most prized possession: his wife. They ask Agon and the Greens to give up the throne and she will be returned. Aegon is furious

Requests for HotD are opened again! I have a few in the work already, so make sure you are on the taglist to be notified when I post them <3

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The guards standing on each side of the small council chamber bowed their heads at their king. Aegon hated these meetings, finding them lengthy and uninteresting, but now that he wore the crown, he couldn't escape them.

He pushed the large door open and stepped in. Inside, one person sat at the table: his mother. Beside her, a man in armor stood. Their hushed conversation ceased as he arrived.

Alicent glanced at her son with a somber expression. ‘’Please have a seat,’’ she beckoned.

Aegon furrowed his eyebrows. ‘’Where is everyone else?’’ 

‘’Council meeting is canceled today,’’ she informed him gravely. ‘’We have more urgent matters to discuss.’’ 

Seating himself at the table's head, Aegon braced himself for what was to come. The tension in the chamber was palpable, and he knew something serious had happened.

Alicent hesitated for a moment, her eyes betraying the weight of the news she carried. ‘’There's been an incident,’’ she began, her voice strained. ‘’Before I explain further, I need you to stay calm.’’ Her eyes held Aegon’s, waiting for a silent promise before pursuing. ‘’We all know that Daemon still has connections in the city. Some of his men breached our defenses and infiltrated the castle and she…she was taken by the Blacks.’’

Aegon laughed dryly. This had to be a joke.

But he found no sign of jest in his mother’s solemn expression. 

The king turned to the lord commander standing to her left. ‘’Where is my wife, Ser Criston?’’ he implored, still in disbelief that you had been taken. 

Ser Criston's gaze fell to the ground, his silence speaking volumes. ‘’I regret to conform, your grace,’’ he murmured, his voice heavy with sorrow. ‘’The queen has been taken.’’ 

Aegon felt as if the ground had been ripped from beneath him. His wife, his beloved, stolen from him — kidnapped — by the hands of their enemies. 

‘’We've received a raven from Dragonstone,’’ Alicent informed, clearing her throat. She forwarded the rolled piece of parchemin to Ser Criston, who handed it to Aegon.

He unrolled the parchemin and read the message: As a result of stealing from the rightful heir, something of yours has been taken. Abandon the throne and she will be returned. 

Aegon's jaw clenched so tightly that the parchment in his hand crumpled beneath his grip. His violet eyes filled with wrath as rage spread through his blood. 

He rose to his feet, his voice dripping with fury. ‘’Ser Criston, tell the dragonkeepers to get Sunfire out of the dragonpit. I will go to Dragonstone myself and—’’

‘’I’d rather not,’’ Alicent interjected, her tone icy. ‘’Going to Dragonstone is driving yourself to your own death.’’ 

‘’I will not stand idly by while my wife is held captive by our enemies!" In a surge of anger, Aegon tore the silver crown from his head and flung it to the ground with all the force of his rage, the clang of the Valyrian steel reverberating off the stone walls like a thunderclap.

At his outburst, Alicent's lips pressed into a thin line. ‘’You may leave us, Ser Criston.’’ 

The lord commander nodded and exited the small council chamber in silence, leaving the king and his mother alone.

‘’You have no idea the sacrifices that were made to put you on that throne?’’ she stated, her tone heavy with implication.

Aegon's frustration boiled over, and he leaned against the back of his chair. He ran his hands through his silver hair, tugging at the roots in a gesture of despair and anguish. ‘’I never asked for that throne!’’ he exclaimed, his voice cracking with emotion. 

All he wanted was his wife back, it was all he needed — you. 

During his father’s reign, the castle had never been threatened. Viserys was a peaceful king, one who stayed away from conflicts. Therefore, he never had to worry about the loyalty or competence of his kingsguard.  

Now that he had fallen and that a civil war had begun, the safety - and life - of those who lived in the castle was at risk. In the days following Aegon's coronation, all who had refused to swear to him had been beheaded. So, how could this have happened?

‘’I want these men’s heads,’’ he declared, his voice filled with a mixture of vengeance and determination as he straightened. ‘’Plot against the king and I will pay it back a hundred times over.’’

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[sunfireintheory]

River Hound

Experimenting with dark pink and tan.

A very nice colour combination.

[2heodraws]