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[alienoryva]

Mad king and Kingsguard ;

[A Worst king with the Greatest king's guard]

(from left to right) :

Ser Gerold Hightower(lord commander), Ser Barristan Selmy,Ser Oswell Whent,Ser Jaime Lannister,Ser Arthur Dayne,Ser Jonothor Darry and Prince Lewyn Martell

[dinastiatargaryen]

[wordsbymae]

MINORS DNI 

Title : The Mad King

TW: Violence, implied murder, mentions of poisoning, I tried to make it as GN as possible but for the direction I want this little world to go it will be heavily implied female (or at very least AFAB) reader. Possessivness.  Also slight mentions of breeding (what can I say I am who I am) also if you get confused, the italics are the shadow and the bold the younger brother

Hope you enjoy! this is my first offical drabble/imagine so I really hope you guys like it! I have some more lined up, but just a early warning I am in uni so it can be a bit crazy! I am gonna aim for two a week :) 

They had been inseparable since childhood. The shadow and him. A figure only he could see, a voice only he could hear. A friend for the times his father cast him aside in favour of his older brother, the rightful heir. An accomplice for when he acted in envy and lamed his brother's prized mare, a scapegoat for when he was dragged in front of his father with blood coating his hands. He was told to do it, can't you see? Why don't you believe him? The shadow was the one who made him do it. 

 He was deemed flawed after that. A prince does not act out in anger, or envy and does not let bitterness rest in their chest until it comes screaming out. A good prince, a righteous prince, does not cast the blame on shadowy figures that lay lingering in the corners of rooms and the rafters of roofs. 

He was the flawed prince, the fractured brother. The one who saw strange figures at night and sneered at his brother's kindness. What kindness would he accept from a brother who stole their father away? What brother would allow him to be left forgotten and alone, ignored and slighted? What brother? 

 But maybe not a brother, comes whispers. A thief, a rouge, a greedy little pig. Suckling the milk of your father for far too long, stealing all the scraps and crumbs for himself. If he is not your brother then he is a rival, an enemy, a nemesis, a Judas. An enemy? No, a brother. At least for now. 

 Years passed slowly, and his bitterness remained. He was willing to let it rot, willing to let it freeze deep inside. For father was now dead, a nasty business involving poison and turncoats and 6 hanging bodies overlooking the City Square. No need for new seeds of bitterness to be sown when the object of your envy is six feet under. He thought he was at rest, happy to play little brother to the Rightful King. A kind and generous ruler to his people and in turn his brother. But despite this newfound love he did not forget, for how could he? It is hard to forget when whispers from an old friend continue to sound. You can only forget so much, and forgive so little when the misdoings of your brother are repeated endlessly. Yet, for now, he was able to deafen the whispers, and the shadow of his childhood slowly slithered away.

 And laid in wait, til the day of your arrival. 

The youngest child of a large royal family is a frightening and often lonely place to be. Filled with kindness, yes, but ambition can be a cruel drug, severing even the strongest of bonds. Best to send those unneeded to faraway lands, where they can be of some use, before they start to dream of a crown of their own. Despite no dreaming on your end, you were deemed to be an excess and a potential threat (no matter how small) and thus sent away to a kingdom and a king needing an heir. An alliance was made, something regarding timber and coal, although it was purely formalities. You were nothing more but livestock to be bred and tamed. 

 Even kind Kings are still men. 

 The younger brother had heard of you. A foreign royal to be tied to his brother in holy matrimony. Nothing more than a decoration to be admired. Like a pretty painting of swans on a lake. 

 But if ambition is a cruel drug, love is a crueller disease still.

 The long silent whispers became shouts when you stepped from the carriage. Your face glowed in the setting sun, but your smile was the brightest light of the day. You were introduced to both the Rightful King and the younger brother. You were courteous and gave both the same attention. But was that a look of admiration from your eyes when you looked at his brother? Or was it just the sun? No, came the shouts. Admiration, desire, want and lust was in your eyes. For him. For that stupid, gorging pig still selfishly taking and taking and taking and taking and taking. 

 What more could he possibly take? He took your father's love from you, he took your rightful place on the throne (the throne?), yes your rightful place ruling and leading. Your place as a king among men and a god among kings. And now look at him, lusting and drooling after a poor, helpless, innocent lamb. Like a wolf who strays too close to the flock. But they are yours (mine?), yours, (Mine). Do not let this thief, this rouge, this Judas steal from you again. He is not your brother but a traitor. Just as traitorous as those mutts that killed your father (a mutt), a rabid, foul dog who will taint them, destroy them, corrupt them (never). what are rabid mutts good for? (nothing but death).

 It was easy to discard his love for his brother. He wonders if he ever really loved him. Or did he just mould his hatred into a similar emotion? The stage was set and the pieces were in place. A day of hunting, together, alone, was proposed. A celebration of his brother's luck in procuring such a stunning specimen. They left early, guards half awake, the sun cresting softly, shadows following close behind. Into the forest, dark and cold, does and stags, vixen and kits, all theirs to be slain. But the younger brother was not hunting mere beasts, he was hunting a King. 

 Stopping by a stream to rest, they began to speak of their childhood. A mother only the oldest could remember, a father they both adored, and a foreign royal claimed by one but desired by another.

 It was not a quick or honourable death. It was not the death the Rightful King deserved. But why the fuck would the younger brother care for that? His task was completed, finally and truly. As his older brother lay half submerged in the creek, water lapping at his open eyes, the younger brother snatched the crown that fell in the tussle from the ground. He stared at the gaping mouth of his kin and began to revel in his good luck. He was now King and with that came you. Pure, innocent, lustful you. How his luck has changed! 

 Now what to tell the good people of his kingdom? People do not quickly forget dead kings. 

 The truth? Because in the end, is it his fault?

 The shadow was the one who made him do it.

[frowen]

So...

I made a post saying I miss Achievement City and it made me think....is Edgar still in the hole or did he break out and now rules the lands as king?

[alchemisoul]

Feeling cute I might break the wheel, or burn them all, idk...

"Half the Targaryens went mad, didn't they?... What's the saying? 'Every time a Targaryen is born the gods flip a coin."

- Cersei Lannister

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[minotloverr]

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[5centpenny]

Absolute power brings absolute madness #gameofthronesseason8 #forthethrone #dragonqueen #themadking #daenerystargaryen #jonsnow #kitharington #emiliaclarke #gameofthronelife https://www.instagram.com/p/BxurvrMBq2SW1ezlVBecRdjCaIozRn0tMSnyRE0/?igshid=s1564zpfvce0

[demiboy-wonder]

Lineup for #animinneapolis2017 ! Friday will be Riddler, Saturday will be my take on Strike Commander Jack Morrison, and Sunday will be Mad King Ryan! Can't wait to see everyone there!! #animinneapolis #cosplay #lineup #riddler #theriddler #batman #strikecommandermorrison #jackmorrison #soldier76 #overwatch #madkingryan #themadking #ryanhaywood #achievementhunter #ah

[dinastiatargaryen]

[ask-rk900]

//Okay.. so tldr.. I'm low on moneys and nowhere is hiring, there's limits to what I'm able to do, and I have bills and stuff that needs paid for..

I really REALLY hate to do this.. but I need to ask for help...

Now don't feel like you have to do anything.. I'm posting this to all my social media platforms.. but literally anything helps.. D:

https://www.paypal.me/TheMadKing

Again.. REALLY sorry.. and super appreciate anything you can do.. ~<3

[frowen]

Galacticraft part 21

Ryan: everyone's here but Matt right?

Matt: no not everybody is here!

Ryan: ...uh-huh

[thronesdragons]

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[gotojobin]

#FaceReveal #OriginalKingDevin #TheEmbodimentOfMadness #EmbodimentOfMadness #MadnessPersonified #KingOfMadness #ImpedimentOfMadness #KingDevinJoseph #TheMadKing King Devin: Madness is not a curse. With five feeble senses we pretend to comprehend the boundlessly complex cosmos. I have seen the dark universe yawning. The gods pity the women and men who in hers and his callousness can remain sane to the hideous end. Sanity is a curse. Madness offers the only freedom. Take these words to Heart take them to the back of your mind and look at them over and over again I do everyday and look how I turned out MUAHAHAHAHAHA MUAHAHAHAHAHA MUAHAHAHAHAHA MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

[madqueencosplay]

It finally arrived! #themadking #acheivementhunter