You Can Rip ‘alicent Is The Father Of The Strong Boys’ Jokes From My Cold Dead Hands

SUPRIYA GANESH as DR. SAMIRA MOHAN THE PITT, 1.12 "6:00 P.M."

orchestra au - mahler's symphony no. 5

inspired by this fic by @mitchelljoni

"glasses kinks are very passé, you know" | orchestra au

from "the big affair i cannot forget" by everdeen/@mitchelljoni. read it HERE

rhaenicent soccer/football au :P

inspired by this twitter post

Chapters: 4/5 Fandom: House of the Dragon (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Alicent Hightower/Rhaenyra Targaryen Characters: Alicent Hightower, Rhaenyra Targaryen, Viserys I Targaryen, Otto Hightower, Criston Cole, Gwayne Hightower, and also literally everyone else at some point probably Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Orchestra, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Gratuitous References to Rachmaninoff, violinist alicent (read: insane perfectionist), pianist rhaenyra (read: dramatic and self-obsessed) Summary:

And even if getting Rhaenyra in as a soloist was a staggering show of nepotism, she was still the best concert pianist on the planet. It was like when Dmitri Junior recorded Shostakovich’s second. You could get mad about it for a bit, but it was ultimately fair game. Alicent had already reached all these conclusions because Viserys had spoken to her weeks ago about programming the Concerto, which only had the unwanted effect of giving her time to turn it over in her brain like a particularly nauseating Rubix cube. Each solution of the puzzle led her to the same conclusion: she would be seeing Rhaenyra imminently, and there wasn’t a damn thing she could do about it.

After ten years apart, Rhaenyra Targaryen re-enters Alicent’s life for a set of solo engagements with her orchestra. Things go about as well as expected (not very).

This is my prediction for how the dance of dragons is going to go

they matched each others freak. 42 injured. 7 dead. 12 missing.

rhaenyra and alicent consistently just throwing themselves at each other in the middle of the war like the direst possible circumstances with NO fucking plan just being like get me in there and the love will save us it will be enough. and it’s there it really is there and then it does not save them and is not enough. yeah

“You look so much like your mother in certain lights.”

The Lady Alyrie Hightower (née Florent)

reblog w the song lyrics in your head NOW. either stuck in yr head or what yr listening to