we don’t have a problem with your face!

aegon to the next person to enter his chambers if aemond keeps coming to “visit” him:

aemond: i love that my uncle tried to murder me in my own bed. he’s soooooooo afraid of me—

daemon, living it up in harrenhall:

aemond one-eye “that’s-okay-they-can-die-for-my-aesthetic” targaryen:

aemond: my uncle is a challenge i welcome, if he dares face me—

daemon:

jace: walks like this

queen rhaenyra:

lucerys: *dies*

me, knowing it was coming and still being distraught over it for the next year:

so no more drooling over harwin strong, the internet’s number one feminist boyfriend?

me, rn: