#jsm old asks release

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Jacaerys began to suspect that the two years old Jaehaerys and Jaehaera are his children after servants started whispering that Jaehaerys looks a just like him as a toddler, and pointing out the locks of dark hair that Jaehaera has. But he doesn't understand how the children can be his, he never slept with Helaena. But sudlently everything gets weirder when he remembers sharing a bed with his uncle after getting drunk three years ago.

Alicent sometimes spent hours watching her grandchildren closely. Every little change they had each week, and a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach with each noticeable one.

She remembers the relief she’d felt when the twins had been born and a mop of soft silver curls adorned their little heads. The Gods had been merciful.

But they were toddlers now and Jaehaera, her precious granddaughter, with beautiful violet eyes, fair skin and soft silver curls. A carbon copy of her aunt, yet not the one she called daughter. She looked so much like Rhaenyra when they were kids, it was a bit difficult to watch sometimes. But it had gotten worse. It started with a single strand of hair when the girl was but a few months old. Now at almost two years of age, Jaehaera’s hair was an ombré colour, dark brown slowly eating the silver away.

Alicent knew her first son had been different since the moment he was born. He had inherited all the qualities of those sinful ancestors of theirs. In the ways of Old Valyria, where males were sometimes born with both sexes, able to bear children and continue the (im)purity of their bloodlines by all means. The Targaryens and Velaryons had such cases in their intertwined, inbred, bloodlines, though it had become a rarity as the decades passed.

Alicent had been cursed with a firstborn with such traits. And it didn’t help that Aegon grew to be the way he was. Such an ungrateful libertine, whoring himself out at every opportunity he got.

So when her son’s belly started to swell a few years back, Alicent wasn’t surprised when it didn’t turn out to be parasites. She had been mad, furious. Aegon took the situation like Aegon takes everything else; a joke. Viserys had been fascinated, because of course he had, that his son could carry children of his own. He didn’t seem to care about the babe’s paternity, again—of course he hadn’t, he was used to it after his whore of a daughter had brought three bastards into this world already.

Viserys might had not cared, but Alicent did. Dignity and honour would prevail as long as she walked those cursed halls. So she wed Aegon to Helaena and tagged the pregnancy on her daughter, making up the story that she was having a difficult pregnancy and had been bedridden, and that Aegon worried for his sister-wife wouldn’t leave her side. It had worked well. Until the children turned two and the curse of their true identity was leaking through.

And Alicent knew. She had known for a long time. Aegon had been awfully quiet about who had knocked him up. Nothing made him break, and that could only mean one thing.

A mother always knows.

Her son had bore Rhaenyra’s bastard two more.

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I love the fics where the three boys are actually trueborn Valeryon-Targarian boys, like Harwin helps Laenor in the bedroom and such. So, like, it's funny imagining that all three are trueborn but they got Nyra's skin color and Rheanys's hair color like "canon" but have that specific Valeryon birthmark except all 3 have it in a very specific place that you can't see like the inner thigh or midback.

So imagine Alicent still tries to start the rumors that they're bastards till someone mentions the boys birthmark and such or Aegon or Aemond mention the birthmark and now Alicent knows she's in shit bc they're trueborn, genetics are just wild.

Or if we go the a/o/b way Aegon and Aemond are mates with Jace and Luke respectively.

Their pups come out with Laenor's skin tone and now THEY'RE the ones who are being called "whores" and whatever till their fathers show the birthmark that comes from Rheanys side of the fam.

so a while ago I made this one shot on twt bc it was inspired by a word prompt over there, but also very slightly inspired by this ask. I totally forgot to post it but I’m doing so now that I remembered. apologies ik is not what you were asking per se but I wanted to let you know that I read you and thought of you when I wrote the last bits of it :)

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I’m posting the ficlet in your answer now, (honestly should’ve done just that fron the start) since ppl in ao3 are straight up miserable and it’s so discouraging to share anything this days anymore. apologies!!

~say yes to heaven~

Pairing: Aemond/Lucerys

Tags: omega Aemond, alpha Lucerys, married aemond, infidelity, Lord of the Tides Lucerys.

For all his mother tried to presume her children marriages, Aemond led a pretty unhappy life. He was married to an alpha who refused to bond with him and refused to give him children until he’d see it ‘fit’—so naturally, the man was not happy when Aemond finally got pregnant.

It had happened after his monthly trip to King’s Landing, where the family had been summoned to attend royal business. His husband didn’t feel like going at that time, which Aemond was relieved about for once. He cherished the distance between him and his husband whenever it was granted.

Being there surrounded by his family put him at ease, something he never felt back at his husband’s. However, there was something Aemond didn't expect and that was to run into his nephew. Lucerys, to be more specific.

Aemond knew the boy was an alpha, though he’d presented a little late. Right after Aemond’s wedding. He remembers his father’s words when they got the news. “Ah, a pity it was so late. If I could’ve known, it would’ve been the perfect match for Aemond.”

His mother had been scandalised at such suggestion. But at that point, begrudgingly so, Aemond wasn’t. Anything would’ve been better than the deal he had gotten. Even if that meant that he’d be mated to the boy who took his eye and maimed him.

At least he would be bonded.

Lucerys was growing into a fine man. He’d gotten tall and was buffing out a bit. His face remained boyish looking, but he could see the resemblance of Harwin Strong starting to bleed through—but even then, he could see so much of his sister in him, too. He was beautiful, his nephew, there was no point in denying that fact. Joyful and free spirited. He was a prince of the realm and a soon-to-be Lord of the Tides. And Aemond found himself wishing it had really been him. Because even in the remaining bitterness he inevitably still held against his nephew, he could see his gentleness. And perhaps, Aemond, can’t help but delude himself, he could’ve even been happy.

A lot ended up happening on this trip. Aemond’s father, the King, died that week, and everything was a mess. He knew of his grandfather’s displeasure of his sister’s claim to the throne, he knew how he would still try to pull and stir some shit against the rightful heir, despite his mother siding with Rhaenyra. She at last recognised none son of hers had a claim to the throne after Viserys made it clear countless of times.

Aegon was an omega as well, happily mated and married to Jacaerys, they already had three children. He would be Queen consort eventually, that eased their mother a bit. In truth, neither Aemond, Aegon nor Daeron cared for the metal chair. And still—even when some stuff went down, Rhaenyra’s coronation still happened right after Viserys II’s funeral, and everything went according to plan.

Aemond got pissed drunk that day.

Along with Aegon, Jace and Luke who joined them last. Joffrey and Daeron were not here. They were in Essos, studying in the free cities because they were betas and had that kind of freedom. They also had privilege.They missed their mother and sister’s succession because they were too far away to arrive in time. Meanwhile Aemond was stuck, playing the sad, pathetic trophy wife to someone who didn’t even want the trophy. ‘Nor did he fucking deserved it.’ Those had been Luke’s words.

He’d continued to whine and complain about it all, he didn’t care. The drinks kept coming so the more he talked. One thing led to the other and the next thing he knew he was back in his chambers, mouth and body being devoured by his nephew’s perfect mouth. He’d never come so many times in a row. Hell, he had never come by somebody else’s ministrations at all before.

He’d like to say that it was the alcohol that led him to make this disgraceful deed, but it wasn’t. Because it kept happening. Again, and again, and again. And he let his nephew knot him each time. Because Aemond didn’t give a fuck anymore. He was tired of feeling so unwanted. So unloved. Luke made him see stars. He gave him a taste of life in each kiss, in every single touch of his hands and lips. He didn’t care. In fact, he wanted to be so full of his bastard nephew that he would bear him his own bastards.

Luke almost bites him. Multiple times, and Aemond almost let him. He wanted to let him, but he knew better, they both did.

And that’s how Aemond returned to what he was forced to call home. So well fucked and with his bastard nephew’s seed growing inside him.

His husband didn’t notice, why would he? The fool was always drunk out of his mind. When he had questioned Aemond, telling him he couldn’t recall; all he’d say was “You were drunk, dear, it was right before I left.” And they left it at that, his husband threw a fit about this not being the right time, something about how Rhaenyra’s succession had been disgraceful for their business and his house was losing money like crazy. Aemond didn’t care, he didn’t even listen most of the time. All he could feel and think was the life that grew inside his womb every day, and how it was not tainted by that scumbag, but blessed by the fire and blood he and his baby’s true sire shared.

When Aemond had his son, he had him in King’s Landing. He’d spoken to his mother stating his wish and how he wanted good maesters. He didn’t trust anyone in his lord husband’s wretched place. His mother had spoken to his sister and Rhaenyra had gladly accepted, so when there were only two moons before his labours, he moved to the Keep.

The absence of his lord husband was very much felt as the days passed. Aemond sat by one of weirwood trees in the Godswood one afternoon when the Queen approached him. They shared small talk and some sweets she’d summoned for them. Aemond was obsessed with cranberry tarts recently.

She then cornered him. “Tell me brother, how are you, truly?”

The day was sunny and warm, but breezy. Aemond took in a deep breath before he answered his sister-queen.

“As of right now, I am well enough. I like being here, it’s— I feel like it does me good.” He replied sincerely.

Rhaenyra hummed, a gesture that made them so similar at times; she schooled him. “What about your marriage?”

Aemond didn’t catch the way his body tensed in time to mask it, yet his face remained impassive. “What of it?”

“Are you content?”

He pursed his lips and kept quiet, trying to find a way to make it sound the less miserable he could.

“Because if you’re not, all you have to do is ask.” She said after taking his silence for what it was: no.

“Ask?” Aemond winced.

The Queen nodded. “You say the word and I will annul it. There’s no reason for you to be in an uncomfortable or unlovable situation. It’s not benefiting anyone, I don’t need any alliances with your lord husband, he’s not the heir of his house. His brother and father are already sworn to me. As for the child, they’re a Targaryen firstmost, no disgrace will fall upon them, or you, the Queen’s younger brother. Not under my rule.”

Aemond let her words settle, words that filled him with both, relief and dread. It meant the world to him to finally have somebody on his side, to have his back this way, but also that could mean other things. Like a chance to properly be with the one he truly loved. It made him chilly, though, the thought of not being loved the same way in return. The possibilities both scared him and freed him.

“Thank you, your grace.”

Lucerys had come to visit upon learning that Aemond was back in King’s Landing, alone. The alpha flew often from Driftmark.

The second the alpha approached him at night upon his arrival, he'd cornered him, scenting viciously at his neck. “It’s mine, isn’t it?” One of his hands cradled his swollen stomach gently. “I put that baby in your belly?”

Aemond moaned softly, his knees almost giving out.

“Yes,” he’d admitted against his mouth, a private whisper. Then he tried to bite down a smile as he spoke again. “I’m giving you a bastard, bastard.”

Lucerys made sweet, deep love to him that night. It was their truth.

When the baby was born, his husband had been summoned. It was his duty, plus the Queen’s orders. He wasn’t in the birthing room, Dowager Queen Alicent, his mother, was instead.

Aemond birthed a son with violet eyes and soft brown hair that curled at the ends. A curious thing, because his husband was a ginger with icy blue eyes.

But not as curious as the peculiar birthmark the boy carried on one of his little wrists.

“You did well, brother.” Queen Rhaenyra says as she holds her nephew for the first time.

Aemond could only smile a little from where he rested on his bed now. Lucerys was there too, he just arrived quietly. Aemond acknowledged him with a meaningful look.

“How adorable,” Rhaenyra cooed, playing with the newborn baby’s small hand, now tracing the birthmark she noticed there. “You know, Lucerys has the same unique birthmar—” she cut herself off immediately, and the room went tensely quiet.

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Daeron coming back from the Reach and him and Jace surprisingly getting along, as Viserys always wanted. Just for Aegon to become all jealous and possessive

I always forget poor Daeron exists.

I love me some jealous Aegon, it has such a good flavour.

Jacaerys is a pretty boy, he’s handsome and cocky in a way that doesn’t make wanna you punch him, but fuck him—because he knows what he does, and he knows he’s good looking and he embraces and takes advantage of that. And Aegon’s jaw aches with all the clenching he does on a daily basis. For all that Aegon is a brazen individual, always going for what he wants, Jacaerys makes him pause, hesitate; he makes him, lord have mercy, nervous. Every time he approaches him in a flirty manner, Jacaerys either matches his energy too well or rolls his eyes at him. The boy is infuriating, and confusing at times.

So when little Daeron, who hasn’t even been here most of their lives, comes to visit and clicks right away with the nephew he’s been trying to make a move on for months, Aegon is losing.it.

Aemond is sick and tired of Aegon bursting into his rooms rambling about his nephew, he threatens to tie them both up by their feet on Vhagar’s tail if he doesn’t shut up. Aegon swears revenge for later when Aemond finds someone he likes (coughs). The day will come, that’s for sure. So, sweet Helaena is now stuck with listening to him, she’s better help, though. Sometimes she says cryptic shit, but others she just sighs and tells him, “Maybe if you’d let him know…” to which Aegon laughs hysterically and shakes his head and leaves.

One day, Daeron and Jace are sparring in the training yard and they get a little too close for Aegon’s liking, Jace is grinning at Daeron who lends him a hand to help him up and then—Jace gives him one of those cheeky grins he sometimes gives Aegon and says “Well done, uncle” and that does it, his blood boils because how dare his other brothers exist and be Jace’s uncles as well, that’s his job, that’s his line. He stands up from where he’s sitting with Aemond and Luke, the two looking at him with raised eyebrows before sharing a look between them (that’s new).

“My turn, little brother.” He says. He ends up beating poor Daeron’s ass a little too harshly. But he doesn’t miss the look Jace gives him before he lets go of his younger brother and licks at his newly split lip. There’s something he recognises there, something… hot. However, he’s still too angry and his pile of bottled up feelings is starting to overflow.

He ends up glaring at the boy and everyone who there’s spare him a look, even when they’re only praising him, and takes off. He’s tired of this game. A game that for all he knows it might be one-sided. He needs a drink and perhaps—for the first time in many moons, ever since his big sister and his nephews returned to King’s Landing—some company. Anything that takes his mind off over the fact that he wishes it was his eldest nephew’s beautiful, toned legs he was burying himself between…

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OK but hear me out. Pregnant! Aegon being turned into a fluffy white cat after an unfortunate encounter with a deity. After being turned into a cat, he panicked run all the way back to the castle to find Jace, his husband. But since he can only meow, Jace initially thought he's just a fat cat and named him Fatty Prince. Ouch.

All I can think of is Jace being allergic to cats and Mister Fatty Prince following him around would ruin his day. Like “Where the hell is Aegon, he would know what to do with this annoying hairball.” and Fatty Prince looking at him deadass, then scratching his sheens “MEOWWW?!!!” hehe

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I kinda like the idea of people constantly confusing Jace as an omega and Aegon as an Alpha because Jace acts like one when it comes to their pups but its just because he's more used to handling babies compared to Aegon. That doesn't mean aegon doesn't love their kid its just hes still learning and lets Jace do most of the mothering while he learns from him

I love Aegon’s awkwardness with his kid/s, because come to think about it, it makes sense. He’s the eldest but his mother was never the affectionate type, therefore that didn’t reflect when his siblings were born. Jace on the other hand was taught differently by Rhaenyra, he loves being a big brother, he got to hold his little siblings as babies and to teach them things and protect them.

So when Aegon and Jace get married Jace learns these things about Aegon and looking back it starts making sense to him. He hosts playdates with little Aegon and Vis while Aegon is pregnant so he starts warming up, but they still have a long way to go. And when the twins are born, Aegon is miserable for the first few months, he is really depressed and sensitive. So Jace helps a lot, he takes care of the babes like it’s nothing—he is a natural. Aegon feels bad and embarrassed when he hears word of it, people making comments about how his alpha appears to be the omega in the relationship. Jace doesn’t mind because he doesn’t have a fragile masculinity, he is sure of himself and his role and relationship. He loves being a present father and he will help Aegon get better. All they have is time.

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I love the headcanon that aegon for some reason has an innate ability to endure and survive and even thrive in the most random dismal circumstances . Like the rest of the Targaryen’s may be skilled in history, politics, art, dragons or swordplay etc but at the end of the day they are a bunch of spoiled rich kids who have never had figure out how they were gunna eat that day or they will to suffer through an empty stomach at night or had to defend themselves without the safety net of having the Devine or trained guards on your side in case things went sour…and yea aegon also is technically in that category but like I love the idea that while jace or aemond might not be able to make it in the real world because of how much they bought unit their family name or supposed birthright…if they were dropped into a random town without any money or guards and no way to return to the life they had before they might be able to make it work…they wouldn’t be able to lower themselves or would really struggle for a long time because they take themselves too seriously ….but aegon def would not have that problem…cause the dude has been among the common folk all his life he knows how to slip in like a chameleon he can dress and talk normal like them and can think like them…he also has no prob getting dirty and getting to work… and also people like hanging with him cause he is the life of the party so he can make plenty of friends to help him out in a tight bind haha

yes like you said he blends in! he makes do of any situation.

He discovered those secret tunnels in the Keep since he was like 7. He learned his way out there before anyone noticed. This is him since like age 10—:

in a modern au he’s rich obviously but imagine he gets disinherited and he’s like “whatever” cuz he’s secretly had a job at Mcdonalds since he was like 19 lmao nothing can faze him atp.

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Jace as King of Seven Kingdoms and Aegon as his Royal Consort.

I’m always a sucker for this trope. I once did write a oneshot where Aegon became his Hand!

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During these trying times of Finals, may I present to you a smidgen of fluff with Jace and Luke napping and snuggled up together and as time progresses everyone joins them in a big cuddle pile? Aegon manages to wiggle Jace away a d snuggled up to him, Aemond acts as a pillow for both Luke and Helaena, Baela wraps around Helaenas otherside with Rhaena sprawling over her sisters back, Daeron and Joffery are tangled up together on the other side of Aegon and Jace, little Aegon and Viserys are sprawled over Joffery. Alicent eventually gives in and is curled with Rhaenyra at the end of the pile with Laenor and Daemon making sure everyone's settled before joining beside Rhaenyra.

idk how I missed this in finals szn but I’m glad I’ve found it in midterms szn!!!!! And everyone should see it too. Just what I needed, precious thoughts.

Love my soft Targaryens who will try to kill each other at dinner time but never at nap time<333.

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Jaces mom asking her son What he wants for Christmas at family dinner and the boy straight up tells on himself by asking for aegon without realising what he has done lmao 😂😂

starting to release old unanswered asks!

Lmaoo okay so,

Everyone was talking over everyone, like per usual at family gatherings, when his mother had asked. He hadn’t said it loud enough, and not everyone in the table had heard. But Aegon, who was sitting right beside him to his left, Baela who was to his right and unfortunately, his mother who had been paying more attention to him that he had been to anything else; definitely did.

“I want to marry uncle Aegon.” He blurted out. Aegon choked on the wine he’d been currently sipping. Rhaenyra froze, eyes wide—and everyone else stopped talking once Aegon, who was wheezing for air, had drawn their attention in their way. Jace had also froze, horrified when he realised that that wasn’t just a loud thought in his head, but that he had actually said it out loud.

“What?!” “What did just you say?” Both, Aegon and Rhaenyra asked at the same time, one in confused surprise and the other in pure disbelief.

And when he got Alicent’s direct, serious attention on him, he decided right there that he preferred death.

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Lol aegon and jaces relationship is almost the equivalent of that meme ‘but papa I love him!’ And ‘but what if I can change him’ 😂

THE Prince Jacaerys, Queen Rhaenyra’s heir, the perfect son, in love with-? *squints at scribble on hand* his mother’s trash dumpster fire raccoon half-brother Eg—…Aegon II Targaryen??????????

More likely than you think. This is Rhaenyra’s headache, her karma, her boomerang because, “for the love of all that’s good Jacaerys what the fuck you mean Aegon(DEROGATORY) is the one?! It could be anyone else! And it’s not the fact that he’s your uncle. If it’s an uncle that you want, you could have the mad one-eyed siren looking one or handsome and well educated Daeron, but Aegon??? Sweetheart your cock needs glasses!”

“But mother… you don’t have all the facts!”

“Enlighten me?!”

“… I love him.”

“Oh, for fucks sake—”

“And I can change him<3.”

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Hiii hope you are well :) imagine this…omega jace being told he will engaged to like daeron or aemond or some other alpha that he knows he won’t like and being like this won’t do… and pulls an Olenna Tyrell and seduces alpha aegon into mating and marrying him 😂 poor aegon thought he signed up for a quick romp and night of passion…had no idea jace had timed and planned it such a way where Alicent and rhaenrya would walk in on the morning after and then tie up loose ends by betrothing them the next day lol

Jacaerys wedding and baby trapping Aegon??? because he wanted to?? Heir move! good for him!!! He saw it, he likes it, he wanted it, he got it.

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taking a peek into my ask inbox after months like:

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prompt jacegon / omega!aegon alpha! jacaerys

Aegon believes that Jacaerys no longer feels sexual desire for him after the baby is born.

Aegon had a difficult postpartum, when his baby was born he didn't feel like doing any sexual activity and Jace obviously respected his husband's wish. This was a year ago.

Every time he looks at your husband, he gets wet. Whether it's your husband sitting on a chair with his legs spread. Whether it's your husband training. Whether it's your husband staring at him and smiling like a passionate idiot. He can't stand it any longer.

Aegon desires Jace as he never has before. But his husband seems so uninterested. Aegon is afraid he does not desire his as he once did.

Aegon's body changed. He has gained more weight. His skin that was smooth and soft is now rough and hairy. He hates himself. He hates looking at his reflection.

He is very sensitive too. after a really stressful day with the baby, he is in the couple's shared room. Jace kissed him gently on the cheek and said he would try to put the baby in his crib, that Aegon should rest.

Aegon is sitting up in bed, he is crying. It has been such an exhausting day. The baby was feeling some discomfort and he didn't know how to calm him down and also all this insecurity with his husband despising him sexually was killing him inside.

Jace enters the room and is about to take off his clothes when he notices his husband sniffling.

my creativity died here lmao, but Jace would walk over to his husband and he would comfort him and make it clear that he was just waiting for aemond to talk about it, that he didn't want to pressure him. Jace would soothe and kiss all of aegon's insecurities. They would make love all night long.

this is really beautiful, I’m sorry I didn’t answer sooner. I’m not that inspired lately but I promised that I would release old asks even if I don’t write on them so I’m putting it out there so other people can see it and if they want to add anything they can too<3.

also I think that Aegon confusing Jace respecting his boundaries for lack of desire fits because growing up Aegon wasn’t shown too much affection or respect to his personal space (aka Alicent always grabbing him and hitting him even when naked) And also Jace is used to affection and showing it, so him trying not to cross any lines was new to him in the sense of giving him his space. Jace grew up surrounded by brothers and receiving and showing care easily. So these misunderstandings between them are more common than not, thankfully they talked it out and will only keep learning from it<3.

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This is so random but I kinda love the idea of daeron and joffrey running off and eloping first and then the rest are just like wait you can do that and within a week alicent and rhaenyra are going grey because their children are the worst

definitely 😆 out of all their children Daeron and Joffrey were the easiest to just sneak around and disappear unnoticed!!

I actually answered a similar ask a whiiile back!! https://www.tumblr.com/jaegonsmoon/707844230259818497/can-you-imagine-rhaenyra-and-daemon-being-worried

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Whenever I think of Daeron and Joffrey its either soft and cute and innocent or Joffrey being a gremlin child and Daeron either enabling him or just being along for the ride. There is no in-between

You are right I do too. They’re chaotic neutral or totally unhinged.

Tbh this is how I picture baby Joffrey every time I think/receive hc’s of him. Specially cuz he bites.

look at him!!! he goes grrrr

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Is it just me or is jace pretty short compared to lol brother luke lmao or is luke just tall for his age haha

short king Jace<3

Luke’s actor did grow taller than Jace’s, it would’ve been lovely to see Luke being taller than Jace on the show. 🥲