#sweet tender davo moment

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My top 10 Brackwood songs & why each qualifies

War of Hearts by Ruelle: “I can’t help but love you even though I try not to” pretty much sums up the one scene we got between them, it was the tension and undertone we all picked up on. It’s what Davos was thinking as his hand turned just slightly towards Aeron’s even as he approached him heatedly.

Daylight by David Kushner: the expression of religious guilt surrounding sex/a relationship, the lines like “telling myself, I won’t go there” and “telling myself it’s the last time”, the idea that this expression of sexuality must be concealed and only allowed to live at night, I could go on forever probably.

Once More to See You by Mitski: the sweet melancholy of this song while being about loving someone dearly but being forced to keep it secret and living for seeing them just one more time fits Aeron and Davos devastatingly well.

Love and War by Fleurie: to keep it simple the line “lover, hunter, friend and enemy, you will always be every one of these” alone makes it perfect for them.

Rule #34 by Fish in a Birdcage: The elegance of this song that’s talking about kinky sex is so impressive and lovely to listen to in the first place and I think that fits Aeron and Davos very well. They want to tear each other apart in a tender sort of way. And the singer expressing possessiveness within those moments is, again, very fitting.

Six Feet Under By Billie Eilish: this song is about a love that is already doomed but having hope that with a little care and effort it would flourish even if you know deep down it can’t, you need that hope.

I Bet on Losing Dogs by Mitski: they are each others losing dogs. “Where I’ll be looking in their eyes when they’re down”, “I’m losing by their side”, “someone to watch me die”.

My Love Mine All Mine by Mitski: Davos and Aeron can’t have much of their own. They live in a time, a place, and within a system that takes everything from them as individuals. They are a Bracken and a Blackwood not Davos and Aeron. They are the sons of highborn men, they are river men, they should be knights and fighters, good at riding horses and killing and hunting, they are to marry a woman and have children and continue on their line. The only thing that truly belongs to them is personal thoughts and feelings. The only thing they can keep for themselves is loving each other.

Doomsday by Lizzy McAlpine: this one might not fit quite as well as some of the others on my list but I really like it for them all the same. I feel they could both easily come into the mindset that one of them feels more than the other because they would each always be putting up fronts and struggling not to show their true feelings so I think the lines like “you'll sit and stare like a goddamn machine” and “I'd like to plan out my part in this but you're such a narcissist” can fit pretty well. But the lines that really bring me back to this song for them are these ones: “The death of me was so quiet, no friends and family allowed, only my murderer, you and the priest who told you to go to hell” also “and the funny thing is I would've married you, if you'd have stuck around” and finally, tragically, “I feel more free than I have in years, six feet in the ground”

Somewhere Only We Know by Keane: this song is less obvious most likely but I like the idea of each of them being tired of the family obligations, the work of everyday life, the façade they have to put up about hating each other so they just daydream about being alone together somewhere know one else even knows about. Perhaps it’s where they go in their minds when life is overwhelming.

Anyway, feel free to share your own or discuss my picks in the replies 😌

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A modern Davron au that attacked my brain:

Aeron finds a note in a library book saying:

“If you like this book, let’s talk” Davos

There’s a phone number written next to it. Aeron hesitates whether he should reach out to the unknown person, but he ends up liking the book so much that he really wishes to share his thoughts about it with someone, so he writes a message:

“Hello Davos, I’ve found your note in the book. Let’s talk.”

First they only talk about the book, but soon they start to have conversations about other things, and it gets to the point that they stay up all night talking on the phone and text each other daily, always asking about the other’s day, and basically just discuss everything with each other. They decide they should meet (both of them are dying to meet the other). They agree to meet at a library cafe (bookworms who love a good coffee). Aeron is the first to arrive (don’t know why in my brain he would be on time or even a little bit too early) and he’s so nervous he’s fidgeting with his bracelet. He gets a message from Davos saying; he’s sorry that he’s late, a few minutes and he’ll be there (because I think Davos would be late a little bit but only a few minutes, he’s very eager to meet Aeron as well and feels bad for being late). Aeron tried to imagine so many times how Davos would look, and when he sees him at the entrance of the library cafe Aeron realises he looks nothing like how he used to imagine him. He thought he would have the look of a 'very typical bookworm’ instead, he looks like the complete opposite: dark, messy hair, silver rings on almost every finger, clothes all shades of grey and black, black boots, and a headphone around his neck.

“He looked like the darkest night sky, only the rings and those loving eyes shone like stars.” (my brain said that’s how Aeron would describe him later in his diary when he writes about him).

Davos looks more like a typical troublemaker than a bookworm, and Aeron would have assumed he’s probably a bully if he hadn’t already known from their conversations that he has a soft side and he’s a cutie inside actually). So Aeron kind of starts to panic internally: “Omg, he’s so handsome. I wasn’t prepared for this.” He already liked him as a person a lot, and now seeing how damn good-looking he is, he is becoming concerned that, oh no, he can totally fall for him (he has already been falling for him but he's not willing to acknowledge it because falling someone you never met and only talked to through messages and phone calls is dumb according to him).

Meanwhile, Davos is absolutely mesmerised by Aeron from the first second he looks at him. He has been kind of falling for him through their text messages and phone calls (because Aeron has such a sweet, tender voice and the way he can talk so passionately about everything he loves)

“His voice, a beautiful siren song which I would follow to the depths of any ocean.” (Davos would write something like this in his diary, poor boy was already getting addicted to him).

Now he knows Aeron not only has the sweetest voice ever (+ the sweetest person ever based on their conversations) but also insanely gorgeous. He stops in front of Aeron and he’s totally unable to take his eyes off him. He loves how Aeron’s hair is shimmering in the sunlight, how his cheeks seem slightly pink and how he is fidgeting with his bracelet nervously. Poor Davos is completely doomed from this moment, that’s the love of his life. They greet each other and sit down at one of the tables. Both of them order a coffee (Davos would drink an ice coffee, but Aeron would choose something more fancy). They start to talk, and Aeron’s nervousness quickly disappears because talking to Davos is just so natural and easy like breathing as always. Without noticing, they spend several hours in the library cafe talking about whatever comes to their mind. Davos is looking at him like nothing else in the world exists other than Aeron, like he’s the Sun (a radiating beauty) and the planet of his being only orbits around him. While Aeron, from time to time, locks eyes with Davos, and he feels like he’s being pulled by a strong gravitational force making him fall deeper and deeper, in his dark clothing Davos is like a supermassive black hole that is about to devour the whole existence of Aeron.

[sailorshadzter]

some tender davos & jonsa baby girl moments for you.

i cant remember where the inspo came for this but i found it half written in my files lol

When the first Northern princess is born, the whole realm celebrates. 

She follows after two princes, two older brothers who will look out for her all of their lives, brothers she will remain close to for her entire life. There is next to no one in all of Westeros who does not toast to her birth, the princess they’ve been waiting for, even if they hadn’t realized it.

There’s no one more excited for this birth than Ser Davos, the Hand to the King.

It’s been many years now since he allowed himself to become close to a young child- it was true, he loves the Northern princes well, overseeing their wellbeing, their education, their whole lives- but when the news comes to his door that morning, that the queen had delivered a princess, his world suddenly changes. 

At first, he was hesitant to become close to the little princess- what had happened to the last princess he loved, after all? Even now, when Shireen would be a woman grown, likely with children of her own, the pain of her loss feels fresh as if it had only been yesterday. He had loved that girl, with her soft, sweet nature… He had loved her as if she were his own. She had been his own. 

But then, he had held that child, just hours after her birth- with her tucked into the crook of his arm and her brothers on both of his knees, Davos knew he was falling in love once again. This little princess, with her shock of dark hair, but with eyes so blue… She would grow into a beauty that would rival only her own mother. “Lyanna,” his king says when he steps into the room with a grin. “Her name is Lyanna.” Davos nods, blinking back the tears as he peers down into the newborn’s sleeping face. 

He would protect her, no matter the cost. 

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“Grandsire!”

The little voice calls out as the door swings open and Davos is laughing as the child rushes towards him. “Good morning Lyanna,” he greets as he swings her into the air, her giggle filling the room. “Did you sleep well?” He asks as he sets her back down on her own two feet, a delicate child, small for her age, but with a personality that would certainly make up for her size. 

“Aye!” She giggles, all her father, though despite her dark hair and gray blue eyes, she is her mother’s twin. “I had a dream,” she goes on, somber now, peering up into the face of the old man she’s come to love. 

“A dream?” Davos questions as she climbs up onto his lap. 

“Aye,” she says again, bringing another chuckle from his lips. “My mother will have another baby.” Davos has become used to these premonitions of the Starks, both the children and the parents. The queen often spoke in cryptic messages- not just now, but back then, when she had rode through the gates of Castle Black. And was the king not able to place himself into the mind of his white wolf? No, he was used to these strange abilities of the Stark family. “And I will be a big sister,” ah, there it was, the carefree sense of a child. 

“Is that so?” Davos questions and she’s grinning, head tilting in a way he’s seen her mother do a million times or more. “Well, what does your mother say of this?”

Lyanna giggles again, a sound that fills him up with pure joy. “She says certainly three is enough, but she smiled when she said it,” and while the little girl doesn’t understand, Davos has experienced his queen’s pregnancies enough times now to know she already knew what her daughter had said to be true. “Will you take me to ride today, grandsire?” She asks then, smiling broadly as she thinks of spending an afternoon in the saddle. 

“Aye.” Davos winks and she’s sliding off his lap, dancing happily around the room as only a child could do. His heart softens and he swallows, wondering just when she had grown from babe to child, for it felt like only yesterday that he was holding her after her birth. Now she was a child of three, with brothers of six and five; time had flown, that was certain. And he thinks back to those days so long ago, days of the past where it had not even been her parents he stood beside… Days left behind, but never forgotten. Sometimes he wonders just how they’ve even made it this far.

But then Lyanna is taking him by the hand, tugging him back into the present, and he remembers… They were here because they had fought to be here. Every battle, every moment, it had all led them to this new and beautiful life they all lived- one of happiness, of peace. 

So, he rises up to his feet and lets the girl lead the way, listening intently as she talks about her pony, happier than he thinks he’s ever really been.