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starrysky28 · 4 months

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The Times We Were Together: Chapter 2

Series Title: The Times We Were Together

Series Summary: After the Raccoon City incident, Claire, Sherry and Leon start living together, where they share many memories and moments with each other.

Chapter Title: "Closer To Normal"

Rating: T

Words: 2,664

Warnings: None, mentions of alcohol in the middle of the chapter

Much to the relief of everyone, the two hour car ride to Chris's house was a mostly smooth and easy one. Claire had insisted on driving over Leon, saying that he "drives too fast", to which the man in question had a few words denying this claim.

After nearly getting lost more than a few times due to Leon's shocking inability to read a road map, and a few "are we there yet's?" from Sherry in the back seat, the trio finally arrived.

"You sure this is the place?", Leon asked.

Claire nodded confidently, "No doubt about it. I know my childhood home when I see it"

The house was a decent size, albeit a little big for just one or two people, which explained the fact that it was Chris and Claire's "childhood home".

"Whoa! This place is amazing!", Sherry exclaimed in awe.

"You should see the inside!", Claire replied.

The excited child ran up to the door and knocked politely with zero hesitation.

"Wait for us, Sherry!", Claire laughed, grabbing Leon by the hand.

The young man was shocked by this gesture, his eyes fixated on her small, soft hands, only slightly calloused from the day before.

As Claire and Leon reached the front steps, the door opened, revealing a tall, burly man with short, dark brown hair and a serious, almost intimidating expression plastered onto his face. He also looked to be at least a few years older than Claire and Leon.

"Claire", The man nods.

There's now a sight softness in his expression, "I'm glad you're safe"

"It's good to see you again, Chris", Claire smiles fondly at her brother.

Chris clears his throat, now looking down at Claire's left hand, which still held Leon's right hand loosely.

A few seconds pass before Claire notices and lets go, "Oh! Um..."

"This is Sherry", She says, gesturing her hands towards the beaming girl in front of him.

"It's very nice to meet you, Sherry", Chris smiles, bending over to shake her hand.

"So...You're Claire's...?"

"Older brother? That would be me. I'm sure she told you all sorts of embarrassing stories already", Chris joked.

Sherry giggles, "Only a few..."

"Is that so, hm?", The man was now standing up straight, locking eyes with Leon.

"Who's the guy, Claire?"

Claire was slightly hesitant. Chris tended to be a little overprotective of Claire whenever there was a guy involved, at least that's what she'd learned from bringing home her old boyfriends from high school.

Leon, however, was just a friend.

"This is Leon. He was a big help to us yesterday", she said.

"Big help, huh?", Chris's eyes were still fixated on Leon, whose expression showed a slight tinge of panic, though he was trying hard to hide it.

There was an awkward silence before Chris spoke again, "Why don't you all come inside, it's a bit chilly out there"

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Walking into the house gave off the impression that the Redfield's seemed to be rather well-off financially, but also felt as if it were stuck in the 1980s, as most of the old furniture and belongings appeared to be intact from when their parents were still around.

"Make yourselves at home. The bedrooms are all set up for whenever you're ready to put your things away"

"Ooh! after we settle in, can you show me your old bedroom, Claire?", Sherry asked.

"Of course! C'mon, lets go put our stuff away", Claire replied, rushing up the stairs with the little girl behind her.

Chris laughed, "Look at those two, huh?"

Leon didn't realize he had been talking to him until he noticed him staring him down again, "U-Uh, yeah. Sherry follows her around like a baby chick. Cute, isn't it?"

Chris nods, "So, I have to ask..."

Leon gulped nervously.

"Are you and Claire together? Like a couple?"

"Ah- No, We're just friends, we only met a little over a day ago actually...", Leon blushed and itched at the back of his neck awkwardly, a habit of his for whenever he felt embarrassed.

"Oh...", Chris tried not to smirk.

"I guess I was wrong then", he continued, turning in the direction towards the kitchen area.

"Can I get you something to drink, Leon?"

"Sure, what've you got?"

"I've got tons of stuff in here", Chris says peering into the refrigerator.

"Water, Soda...Alcohol...", he begins listing off items.

Leon thought he probably could have used an alcoholic drink after the events of yesterday, "What have you got for alcohol?"

...

Chris and Leon sat on the couch in the living room, a can of beer for each of them.

"I probably should have asked this beforehand, but you're old enough to drink right?", Chris asked, switching on the TV.

"Yeah. I turned twenty-one this year actually, why?"

"Just making sure. Don't take this the wrong way, but you've got a bit of a baby face"

Leon chuckled, taking a sip of the can, "I didn't think I looked that young"

The two then began to watch a few seconds of the bad sitcom that was on:

"Honey, there's someone at the door", a woman calls out

An uninterested man reading a newspaper answers, "Oh yeah, who is it?"

"A donation collector. Says he needs a donation for a community swimming pool"

"Give him a glass of water", he deadpans

A laugh track follows

"So, Claire tells me you're a cop too?", Leon speaks again.

Chris laughs, "She told you that? Sort of, not really though"

"I currently work for S.T.A.R.S, though I'm not really sure what's gonna happen now that Raccoon City is...well, you know. Me and the rest of the team were ordered to get out of there as soon as we could"

Leon sighs, "Yeah"

"But, uh, S.T.A.R.S, right? That's some pretty intense stuff"

"It can be, yes...but what about you? You said you were a cop, right?", Chris asked, changing the subject slightly.

"Yes...but only for a day...", Leon replies.

Chris nearly choked on his sip of beer, "Wait? You mean this was all on your first day?!"

"Yep"

"Man...I could never imagine"

The sound of quick footsteps rushed down the staircase and continued until reaching the living room area.

"Hey, guys", Claire smiled, slightly out of breath.

"I see you two have already bonded"

Chris smiled back at her, then looked back at Leon, "I suppose we have"

"Where's Sherry?", Leon noticed that she wasn't with her.

"Still upstairs", she answered.

"Who knew she'd be so fascinated with my old stuff. Makes me wonder if her parents ever let her even have those types of things..."

"I kinda doubt it", he added.

"So...", Claire sat herself down on the end of the couch opposite of the two men.

"What did you guys want to do for dinner tonight?"

"Oh, Is it that time, already?", Leon asked.

Chris looked over at the digital clock that sat below the TV, "It's about 5:30"

"I dunno about everyone else, but I'm pretty hungry", Claire said.

After Claire mentioned it, Leon realized that he too was a bit hungry, "Hmm, I guess I could eat"

"Why don't I check the fridge", Claire got up and made her way to the kitchen, which was connected to the living room.

However when she opened the fridge, she only shook her head, "Seriously, Chris?"

"What?", The man questioned.

"All you have in here is beer, soda, water, some cheese and an old apple"

"I'm sure all the starving children in the world would love to eat that, Claire", he joked.

Claire rolled her eyes playfully, "Okay, Mom"

"In all seriousness though, we can't make a single thing with any of this"

"Guess we have to order pizza then", Chris shrugged his shoulders.

She thought for a moment before promptly shutting the fridge, "Actually, that's not a bad idea"

"Give me one moment", she strutted briskly back towards the bottom of the stairs.

"Sherry!"

A faint "Yeah?" could be heard from upstairs.

"Come down for a sec, we're gonna order pizza!"

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After ordering the pizza, the four of them sat on the couch in the living room, half-watching the TV show that was still on in the background and half-staring at the wall.

"So...what are we gonna do while we wait?", Sherry asked.

Claire made a face as if she were thinking, "We used to have some board games around here somewhere, though I think we moved most of them into the basement"

"I'll go look", Chris said, getting up from his seat and heading down into the basement.

...

A little over five minutes passed and Chris still wasn't back.

"Your basement can't be that big, right?", Leon joked.

Claire shrugged her shoulders, "It really isn't. I don't know what's taking him so long"

Finally, there was the sound of someone coming back up the wooden basement steps, which brought back everyone's attention.

"Find something?", she called out.

"Yes. Though its not a board game, it's a different kind of game" Chris answered.

The three of them peered over the wall that blocked off the view of the basement door. There was Chris, not holding a board game, but holding what looked to be some sort of device.

"What's that?", Sherry asked.

"This", he began.

"Is a video game console"

"So cool! I've always wanted one of those!", she wowed.

"When did you get that?", Claire asked.

"Someone I used to know from the Air Force gave it to me a year or two back", he said.

"Never really used it, but I was given a game for it and a few controllers"

Chris pulled out a chunky cartridge that had been stuffed in his shirt pocket, revealing the game to be a popular mascot kart-racing game.

"Anyone here up for a few races?"

...

"What?! How did you manage to get into first already?!", Leon shrieked playfully.

Claire smirked, "I think you harshly underestimate my kart-driving skills"

"Alright, well...Take this!", he replied.

Because there were only two controllers, the four of them took turns playing against each other. While Leon and Claire were going all out against each other in a race, Chris and Sherry watched the drama unfold.

"I think Claire is definitely gonna win", Sherry predicted.

Chris somehow knew what was about to go down, "Hmm, I'm not so sure about that. Watch what's about to happen..."

The two of them watched on the screen as a spiky blue shell popped up over the head of Claire's character, who was about to cross the finish line, and quickly spun themselves out in mid-air.

"Ha! Gotcha!", Leon cheered.

"Hey! That's so unfair!", Claire watched as her character's place ranking dropped down all the way from first to fifth.

In the end, Leon's character ended up placing just one spot ahead of her, though he still won fair and square against her.

"Alright, you against Sherry, then I want a rematch on rainbow road", As soon as Claire said this, however, there was a knock at the front door.

"I think that's the pizza", Chris said, getting up from the couch.

"Ooh! I'll come too!", Sherry insisted, following him to the door.

Claire stood up in front of Leon and pointed a finger at him, "This isn't over yet!"

"Oh really? I'm almost positive I beat you that round", he laughed, raising an eyebrow.

She was sitting down next to him on the floor now.

"Don't be so cocky!", she teased, playfully shoving his shoulder.

Claire had shoved Leon harder than she meant to, knocking him over onto his back.

"Oops! Sorry. Here, let me help yo-", As she was getting up to help him, she tripped on one of the controllers still on the floor, falling directly on top of him.

"Hey, so I was thinking we could eat in here instead of-"

In the midst of this rather awkward moment, Chris and Sherry happened to walk into the living room with the pizza.

Chris stopped as he noticed the two frozen in place, staring at him, "Uhh, am I interrupting something?"

"Yeah, why are you guys on the ground?", Sherry asked with a tinge of innocent confusion in her voice.

Leon's blue eyes were widened with anxiety, "We-uh.."

"I tripped and fell, heh...", Claire chuckled awkwardly, though still telling the truth.

There was a long, very awkward silence before Chris replied, "...Okay"

"We're gonna go put these in the kitchen", he turned away, gesturing Sherry to follow him.

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Dinner was long and awkward, which was unfortunate due to the fact that the group had been looking forward to having pizza that evening. Claire was the first to leave the table, stating that she "didn't feel well" and that she was "going upstairs for a bit".

Leon, on the other hand, who watched as she uncomfortably made her way up the stairs, worried that he had done something wrong. Perhaps he had teased her too much? That wouldn't have been likely, Claire seemed to be the type to have thick skin, or at least she had proven herself to be that way.

Without saying a word, he abruptly left the table not even a minute later.

"Leon? Where are you going?", Sherry questioned him.

"Upstairs. I'll be right back", he replied bluntly.

"Why is everyone so upset?", Sherry piped up softly once the man was out of earshot.

"Nobody's upset", Chris reassured her.

"I assume Claire and Leon just have some things to sort out"

"Like what?", she asked.

Chris shook his head and smiled at her, "Don't worry about it"

...

Claire sat silently on her bed, glancing around the room at her old posters and pictures from when she was younger. However, the thoughts in her mind couldn't be any louder.

She couldn't seem to stop thinking about Leon and how she felt about him. She wished the thoughts would go away, but every time he looked at her, smiled, laughed, or even spoke to her, they only kept coming back.

The thoughts couldn't help but make her feel like some lovesick teenager. Sure she'd had a few guys she liked back in school, but something about this felt different. It couldn't be a crush though, could it? No, no matter what, Leon and her could only be friends. Besides, a guy with his looks probably wasn't single either, right?

All of this made Claire's head spin and her stomach tie itself in knots.

Suddenly, a gentle knock on her door startled her out of her thoughts.

"Who is it?", she called out.

"It's me, Leon. I just wanted to make sure you were alright", his voice was muffled by the closed door.

"I'm fine. You can come in if you want"

The wooden door opened with a creak.

"Hey...You okay?", he asked gently, walking into her room.

"Yeah, I'm alright"

"I think I just had too much pizza", she lied.

He sat on the bed next to her and exhaled through his nose, "If this is about earlier, I'm really sorry"

"No, I'm sorry. I'm the one who landed on top of you after all", she laughed.

"It's fine, really. Even if it um, lead to some misunderstandings, I don't mind", he replied, clearing his throat.

"Right", she sighed out of relief.

The two stared into each other's eyes for a few seconds, Leon starting to unconsciously move his hand toward Claire's slowly.

"Hey, guys!", Sherry called from downstairs.

"Yeah?", they both answered in unison.

"We're gonna watch a movie if you wanna join!"

"Why don't we go back downstairs", Leon said, gesturing his head toward the now-open door.

Claire nodded, "Sure. Lets go"

As the three of them settled well into Chris's house that evening, the thoughts of Raccoon City didn't seem to be the only things still fresh in their minds, but at least things were now closer to normal than they had been before.

To Be Continued...

#resident evil #re2 #re2 remake #fanfiction #ao3 #leon kennedy #claire redfield #sherry birkin #chris redfield #leon x claire #cleon #fluff #found family

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calcifersfireplaceonao3 · 2 years

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Media: Resident Evil

Ship: Cleon (Claire Redfield/Leon S. Kennedy)

Rating: General

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“Oh, shit. Sorry, I didn’t want to wake you up.” Claire looks guilty as hell, hands still as she freezes in the act of sneaking under the covers with him. She smiles sheepishly when he pats the mattress next to him and wiggles in, trying to get comfortable. “I just keep thrashing around and I don’t want to kick Sherry super hard or something. Not- that I want to kick you either but, you know.”

“I wasn’t asleep. You’re fine.” Leon whispers back, scooching over to try and give her space, she was right about thrashing around, catching her hand before it can hit him in the face.

“Everything okay?” She wrinkles her nose in the half light the motel’s neon sign is casting into their room when he snorts. “Yeah, dumb question. Still, can I do anything?”

“No.” He says after a pause. “I don’t think you can.”

Claire is normally cheerful- whether naturally or forced, always ready to put on a brave or happy face. But now is a rare time where he can see she’s dropped it completely, wide eyes shadowed with bags that match those under his own, she’s… solemn. “I never hear you wake up from nightmares.”

He can hear her. Twice now she’s sat up, hands up, palms out and shielding her face as she gasps before realizing that she isn’t in a nightmare anymore. Usually she just wakes with a startled sound before rolling back over. Sometimes he thinks she might be crying.

"I… don't sleep enough for that I think." Which isn't completely true. He dozes, he sees those people's faces, he wakes with cramped muscles in a cold sweat. "I just– I just can't."

"I get it." She whispers and he knows she does, gives her a smile as a thank you. And Claire is so much more perceptive than her college girl exterior implies, thoughtful even if she tends more towards being brash then he does– Claire doesn't offer empty promises or false hopes or try to fix him, she simply whispers goodnight, Leon, and closes her eyes, hands clasped close to her chest like she's praying.

He doesn't expect to sleep. Expects that having her close will just remind him even more that it's up to him to keep watch, to keep vigil and stand guard so she can sleep through her restless dreams. He listens to the soft rhythm of their breathing, the only other sounds being a far off owl and the faint buzzing of the neon sign.

The morning sun blares into the room and for once he doesn't start, he wakes slowly, mind foggy. It takes a moment to understand that the dark fan of hair and the weight on his shoulder is Claire, curled close and on the verge of waking too. She scrunches her face against the light, throwing up a hand to block it as she buries her face deeper into the crook of his neck before seeming to realize he isn't the pillow she thought he was.

"Oh my God!" She starts, sitting up quickly and clamping a hand over mouth, whispering around it, "I am so sorry."

And since it's Claire and no matter how embarrassed she is apparently she still has to laugh, "I'm sorry, it's not funny."

"I don't mind, really, I don't." Who would? "You don't have to be sorry."

"Still, whoops." She's still giggling, "I wasn't crushing you all night right? You should have just pushed me over, I wouldn't have cared."

"You did drool on me." At her horrified expression he starts to lose his composure, dissolving into snickers until she realizes he's joking.

"Leon!" She pushes his shoulder when he starts to laugh for real, "Leon that's not funny!" But she's laughing with him before turning to greet a slowly waking Sherry and get ready for the day.

Later, at the convenience store where they get their meager groceries he finally tells her, tells her that with her there he finally slept soundly for the first time. She looks at him with big serious eyes– for once hard to read as she thanks him for telling her.

That night, when he can hear Sherry's breath slow to a sleeper's pace, Claire wordlessly extracts herself and slides under the covers with him. Neither of them say anything when he pulls her closer, his arm under her head and her breath tickling against his neck. This continues every night after. They both finally rest.

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OOF sorry I'm late, @noahkennedys !!! Thank you for the ask, I love Cleon ;-;

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johndferrer42 · 10 months

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A Pop Quiz on Marxism

This list of goals for marxism is as relevant, and scary, as ever.

In 1958, at the height of the “Red Scare” W. Cleon Skousen wrote a book about how communists were trying to take over the world. Titled “The Naked Communist,” this book was used by McCarthyites to heighten alarm and justify their strong-arm tactics to scandalize political opponents and blacklist Media leftists. Portions of this book were even entered into congressional record in 1963 (January…

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#Cleon Skousen #cultural apologetics #culture #Family #marxism #naked communist

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glettokono · 1 month

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pleaze make more cleon family art im addicted addicTED

GOT YOU MY MAJESTY .

working on a big cleon comic page commission!!!!!! hope IT WILL CALM YOUR HUNGER FOR A LITTLE BIT. HERES A LITTLE SPOILER

#cleon #claire x leon

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atopvisenyashill · 2 months

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How do you expect dany ending slavery to be? By asking the slavers nicely to stop owning people? To the masters enslaved people are nothing, they do not view them as humans deserving of autonomy, of decency, of freedom to live for themselves. The masters will never have given up the people they held captive because they believed they are their property. Should she have let the masters go free in astapor, they would've undoubtedly started enslaving people again. abolishing slavery will never not be bloodless, for the masters because they don't want to lose the wealth and power they gained through the enslavement of people, their labour and their talents/creativity. And for the enslaved because they don't want to be at the mercy of people who treat them as if they're animals - or below - people who think they're nothing but bodies to be used and utilised as they see fit.

I've seen people saying the crucifixion of the masters was wrong, I think it was not nearly enough. What are the lives of a few hundreds masters to the millions of enslaved people they've killed? To the millions suffering at their hands? The unsullied if I remember correctly are around 8 thousand, meaning each one killed a baby, that's 8 thousand babies killed because of the masters. What they deserve is to stripped of all their wealth, death if found to be involved with the harpy or for refusal (I don't think that's what'll happen in canon though)

Also, I don't understand the comparison between dany and robb, yes they are both leaders of their people, who fail somewhat in their job but their similarity end there.... where dany grow up in poverty and without shelter, enduring her brother's abuse, robb grow up as the heir to a lord paramount, among his loving parents and siblings without ever worrying about food or shelter

Alright fine let’s break this down piece by piece.

FIRST OF ALL i don’t need a lecture from a grey faced anon on the horrors of slavery, EYE have Indigenous ancestry on both sides of my family, I have actual proof of SLAVES in my family, and I can almost guarantee my ancestors experienced the horrors you’re lecturing me about first hand so maybe roll back on the attitude a bit hmmm.

Second, idk how many times I have to say it, other people have to say it, how many times i have to scream it from the rooftops but- POLITICALLY, I think the crucifixions were a misstep. MORALLY, my issue with her is not the crucifixtions. POLITICALLY, this was an objectively stupid thing to do that makes Meereen harder to control, and since this is a series MEANT for analysis I personally think it’s fine, actually, if I critique something that is POLITICALY stupid regardless of the MORALITY of it. Making decisions fueled by anger is BAD and any toddler knows that.

Should she have let the masters go free in astapor, they would've undoubtedly started enslaving people again.

You are putting words in my mouth or mixing up the events. She doesn’t crucify the Good Masters of Astapor, she sacks the city. She takes their resources, their Unsullied, their food, murders children and teenagers just like her who were born noble class and inherited slaves they may not have wanted, leaves behind a council of only THREE PEOPLE, and slavery is brought back the moment she leaves by Cleon the Butcher.

It’s the Great Masters of Meereen that she crucifies. She tells them to “give up their leaders” and takes them at their word, doing something that is going to piss everyone off without thinking of the consequences. Also - she DOES let the masters go free in Meereen! She literally lets them keep all of their riches, lets them pay their servants next to nothing, and resorts to bitching about how mean they are even though SHE is the one with the power to change this. Not only does SHE let the Great Masters go free, she then BRINGS BACK SLAVERY, so, really, what exactly do you think she accomplished with the crucifixions besides inventing the Sons of the Harpy??

abolishing slavery will never not be bloodless, for the masters because they don't want to lose the wealth and power they gained through the enslavement of people, their labour and their talents/creativity. And for the enslaved because they don't want to be at the mercy of people who treat them as if they're animals - or below - people who think they're nothing but bodies to be used and utilised as they see fit.

Who said anything about it being bloodless? I am critiquing a specific act that she did that hurt her overall attempts at reconciliation in the region. She goes for a flashy, brutal way of collective punishment instead of actually figuring out whose idea it was to crucify the children, who the leaders of the city are, if there is any sort of abolition movement going on, and then acting accordingly because she is ruling through her emotions and not making smart decisions.

But she doesn’t strip them of their wealth does she? As a matter of fact, many of them still have their wealth. Many of them still effectively have slaves. The situation becomes worse in fact because she creates considerably worse class stratification wherein most people are living in abject poverty or living in the pyramids with the other rich nobles who she herself lives amongst. She also doesn’t give them the choice of “give up your wealth and disavow the sons of the harpy or die.” She takes 103 nobles that she is told are leaders, crucifies them without any sort of inquisition, and then let’s the rest keep their wealth. She does the complete opposite of what you are saying. I am critiquing her on exactly the point you are making - she makes a decision out of anger then doubles down on this stupid behavior instead of doing what’s RIGHT and what’s SMART, she sticks to useless, angry half measures that don’t go far enough because going far enough would mean giving up her OWN wealth.

During the farce we called Reconstruction, we didn’t just execute a bunch of random ass southern soldiers did we? No, there was an attempt by Lincoln to try the highest ranking government and military officials for treason. Did South Africa execute or kill every single white person when Apartheid ended? No, because committing mass slaughter of an entire class of people without some sort of plan in place doesn’t freaking help when you are trying to LIVE with them. Fuck it, do you know why MAO was so effective when he killed the landowning class? Because he had an entire plan and didn’t just kill a handful and let the rest keep their wealth!!! If what Dany had done was offer them that choice, or just straight up exile or kill literally every single Great Master, this would be a different convo. Instead she kills a handful of random ass dudes and then can’t figure out why she can’t get ahead of the political situation. It’s because she let THEM choose who to kill and she offed people who might have TALKED to her or explained the basics of how Meereen works. You can’t say you’re here to liberate the masses and then let the elites keep their shit!! That’s not ending slavery, that’s just cronyism.

oh well since Catelyn never hears a prophecy that makes her go insane, I guess that means I can’t compare her to Cersei. and since Rhaenyra and Aegon grew up in a castle I guess that means we can’t compare them to Dany. and since Viserys II was a hostage for several years that means we can’t compare him to Tyrion. and since and since

you’re unserious if you think we are not meant to compare and contrast two teenage war rulers who are the exact same age born in the aftermath of the exact same freaking war.

#i’m gonna kill myself if i get another stupid ask #anti daenerys targaryen #anti dany stans #asks #anons

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