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khalesci · 2 days

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finally getting to sit down and write thinking I will have plenty of time and then boom it's 5pm and I have to get ready to go

#♛ ooc. ⊱ ❝ 𝘖𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘪. ❞#time is a construct and it does *not* work in my favor RIP

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khalesci · 2 days

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ㅤㅤㅤIT SEEMS FITTING THAT THE CROWN SHOULD BE RETURNED TO THE NORTH NOW. They are their own kingdom again, and at least she can say she gave something in return; a symbol of faith, more than what mere words or assurances could ever be worth to those in the Northern lands. The southern six kingdoms are better united under a ruler who can keep them in check, to keep their greed and envy from leading them to war with each other over land and resources and petty squabbles and make sure those within the kingdoms have their needs met by their lords and ladies. But the North itself is as big as the other six kingdoms combines, even more so now with the territory that Robb had won from the Lannisters in those early years of war, and it would not be fair to subject them to the rule of a sovereign so far away, one whose attention would often be kept elsewhere. Far better it is to leave the North in the hands of those who can be trusted to rule it, the ones who have fought so hard to protect their people and know their needs. How fortunate it is that they shall have two kings to keep them safe and fed even as winter reaches its peak.

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ I hope that never changes. That I never give you any reason to doubt how much I believe in you. ❞ How odd it feels in this grand game they are both trapped in, to trade crowns and kingdoms instead of flowers and gifts. She would have been happy without any of it, just to live a simple life in a simple place, as long as he could be there with her. But they were both born to greater things, each with responsibilities to bear. A blessing and a curse in some ways. ❝ We're so close to victory now. We'll have won King's Landing within the week, and then we can turn our attention back to the real fight. ❞ The one beyond the Wall. Death itself, threatening to tear the world apart. Perhaps it should frighten her more than it does, but she has always held some strange certainty about what is to come. They will win, that much she believes without a doubt. But what is less certain is who will be lost in the battles to come. A possibility that always rests in the back of her mind, one that she dares not name. And yet, among it all, there is hope. A secret that rests upon her tongue, begging to be spoken. ❝ Robb, ❞ Dany whispers his name like a prayer, her hand at his cheek falling slowly to his chest. ❝ There is something else. ❞

He listens to her story carefully. He had heard that Aegon forged the Iron Throne with the swords of those he defeated in battle and one had to wonder if he melted the crowns of the old kings or perhaps made new things with them. The crown he has is a replica, something built as a reminder from sketches, but it is not the original one, lost when Torrhen Stark bend the knee and saved the North from fire. He moves to stand beside her as she holds something that is recognizable as the sigil of his house. The Crown of Winter has runes inscripted in the Old Tongue of the Gods Swords and wolf sigil appear on the size and despite the years, it seems as if the crown itself has not been touched by it.

Once his hand is on it, he feels the weight of it but also, the power it holds. His family had taken control of the North long before the Andals and the Valyrians came to try and take it away. It has more history than Westeros as they know it. And she is giving it back to him. "I never doubted your support, regardless if you spoke it or not." Robb confesses, the crown sitting on his hand for a few more seconds before he simply lets it sit by the size.

"Thank you." Promises made when no one would hear them, promises of each other's hearts, pulled by something neither could fully comprehend. "I shall do my duty as King in the North and you will be our Queen of the South."

#kronulv #♛ ic. ⊱ ❝ 𝘔𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘴. ❞#♛ verse ⊱ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧

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Tony Ward

#♛ visuals. ⊱ ❝ 𝘈 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘷𝘦. ❞#danycore af

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whoever made this edit, may your pillow be cool on both sides every night

#♛ ooc. ⊱ ❝ 𝘖𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘪. ❞#LOOK AT WHAT WE WERE ROBBED OF

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ㅤㅤㅤ❝ THEY SERVE A PURPOSE. THEY HELP PROTECT THE HAIR FROM THE WINDS WHILE RIDING HORSEBACK. ❞ Or on dragonback, though she is the only one with that particular concern. It was a tradition of her ancestors, as well as a tradition of the Dothraki, and the Dragon Queen likes to mix the two styles. The Northerners have their own ways when it comes to hair and braiding too; yet another new thing for her to learn. Northern braids seem simpler, more practical than decorative, with a style of threading much different to what she knows. But she will learn. And of course, she does enjoy these idle talks with Val, trading gossips and whispers like they are just women, no crowns or titles in sight. ❝ I quite enjoy it, but of course I have my handmaids to help. It's a rather calming way to spend the morning, planning my day in my head while the girls braid my hair. ❞

ㅤㅤㅤBut Dany sucks a breath, all of the air in her lungs held tightly at Val's words, violet eyes as wide as a doe's as she looks forward at their reflections in the mirror. Her first instinct is to deny it, to give some rushed excuse for any perceived changes. Oh, it's the food she's been eating, or the winter air. The water here feels different. The sun is not so harsh. But there's no use in trying to lie now, not after so long standing there with her mouth agape, unsure of how to answer. No, that is an answer in itself, is it not?

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ I only found out not too long ago, ❞ Dany clears her throat, eyes shying away from the mirror, but a little smile does rise upon her lips. ❝ Ezzara said I'm at least three months along. I suppose I'm a late shower; I never noticed much of a difference. Of course, I didn't believe her at first, given my circumstances. ❞ She supposes its only right that Val knows, considering Val is one of the few who she has told of the maegi's curse. Dany thought she'd hidden it well enough as there was not much there yet to hide, concealing the small swell beneath thicker clothes. Who would question the sudden change with winter reaching its heights? But she should have known this would not last, and there are other changes she can't explain; no, this could not stay hidden forever, but she'd thought she could at least keep it her secret for just a little while longer. ❝ Doreah and Missandei know as well, but only them. The timing is . . . delicate. ❞

// @snoblomst

@khalesci asked: ❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜ (val)

"You want to do those odd braids of yours. They take too long." She does not need them. And considering recent events of her taking residency to Jon's bed, the purpose of braids seem to go to waste as he has a fascination to undo them. Her wolf is not exactly without passion, and she enjoy the roughness he brings. She still styles her hair with one or two braids, simple hairstyles, less complicated than what she sees Daenerys wear. "That must take too long in the morning. I do not envy you. And you are not here to just fix my heir, dragoness. You are here to gossip."

As they do so often recently. The two could not be so different, and yet, they found comfort in two wolves of the north, with their own unique fire to them. Leaders chosen by their folk, strong men, with big appetites. Val does not complain, and she knows the woman before her doesn't either. "I know a secret. You look different, like my sister when she was with child." Val lets it bring a pause for a moment, before a smile appears on her lips. "Is it true? I would not be surprised, considering all of the North hear you both."

#snoblomst #calling her out like that I'm dying asfjdjkldf #♛ ic. ⊱ ❝ 𝘔𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘴. ❞#♛ verse ⊱ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 #pregnancy tw

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𝙸𝚏 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑, 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍, 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚔, 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎 . . . 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎. 𝙻𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙴𝚍𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎.

❝ I will not hang him, ❞ said Jon. ❝ Bring him here. ❞ // ❝ Oh, Seven save us, ❞ he heard Bowen Marsh cry out. The smile that Lord Janos Slynt smiled then had all the sweetness of rancid butter.

𝘜𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘑𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥,

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ 𝐄𝐝𝐝 , 𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 , ❞

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘓𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘸.

Indie 𝐉𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐧𝐨𝐰. Book & headcanon based with show influences. Loved by Mari. 【 © 】

#♛ promo. ⊱ ❝ 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯. ❞#hi here is my son ❤️

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𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖 : 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄

Writing / roleplay prompts collected from the POV chapters of Jon Snow in A Game of Thrones , the first book of the ASOIAF saga. Feel free to adjust pronouns / etc. as needed.

tw: dark & mature themes, death, violence, suggestive / sexual content

❝ This is what a king should look like. ❞

❝ Hungry again? ❞

❝ Is this one of the direwolves I’ve heard so much of? ❞

❝ Summerwine, nothing so sweet. How many cups have you had? ❞

❝ I believe I was younger than you the first time I got truly and sincerely drunk. ❞

❝ He’s not like the others. ❞

❝ He never makes a sound. ❞

❝ Don’t you usually eat at the table with your brothers? ❞

❝ She thought it might give insult to the royal family to seat a bastard among them. ❞

❝ My brother does not seem very festive tonight. ❞

❝ The queen is angry, too. ❞

❝ He took the king down into the crypts this afternoon. The queen didn’t want him to go. ❞

❝ You don’t miss much, do you? ❞

❝ We could use a man like you. ❞

❝ Take me with you when you go. ❞

❝ Father will give me leave to go if you ask him, I know he will. ❞

❝ Bastards grow up faster than other children. ❞

❝ Someone should have told him that war isn’t a game. ❞

❝ I forget nothing. ❞

❝ I want to serve. ❞

❝ You don’t know what you’re asking. ❞

❝ We have no families. None of us will ever father sons. Our wife is duty. Our mistress is honor. ❞

❝ A bastard can have honor too. ❞

❝ I am ready to swear your oath. ❞

❝ Until you have known a woman, you cannot understand what you would be giving up. ❞

❝ I don’t care about that! ❞

❝ If you knew what the oath would cost you, you might be less eager to pay the price. ❞

❝ I’m not your son! ❞

❝ Come back to me after you’ve fathered a few bastards of your own, and we’ll see how you feel. ❞

❝ I will never father a bastard. Never. ❞

❝ I must be excused. ❞

❝ Is that animal a wolf? ❞

❝ What are you doing up there? ❞

❝ Why aren’t you at the feast? ❞

❝ Shy, isn’t he? ❞

❝ You can touch him now. He won’t move until I tell him to. I’ve been training him. ❞

❝ If I wasn’t here, he’d tear out your throat. ❞

❝ Did I offend you? ❞

❝ You have more of the North in you than your brothers. ❞

❝ Let me give you some counsel. ❞

❝ Never forget what you are, for surely the world will not. ❞

❝ Make it your strength, then it can never be your weakness. Armor yourself in it, and it will never be used to hurt you. ❞

❝ What do you know about being a bastard? ❞

❝ All dwarves are bastards in their father’s eyes. ❞

❝ I don’t even know who my mother was. ❞

❝ What are you doing here? ❞

❝ You’ve said it. Now go away. ❞

❝ I told you to leave. We don’t want you here. ❞

❝ He’s my brother. ❞

❝ Shall I call the guards? ❞

❝ You can’t stop me from seeing him. ❞

❝ I’m sorry I didn’t come before. I was afraid. ❞

❝ I have to go now. ❞

❝ I wanted him to stay here with me. ❞

❝ I prayed for it. He was my special boy. ❞

❝ Sometimes prayers are answered. ❞

❝ It wasn’t your fault. ❞

❝ I need none of your absolution. ❞

❝ It should have been you. ❞

❝ Leaving is harder than I thought. ❞

❝ You Starks are hard to kill. ❞

❝ I have one more farewell to make. ❞

❝ I was afraid you were gone. ❞

❝ What did you do now? ❞

❝ I have something for you to take with you. ❞

❝ This is no toy. ❞

❝ Be careful you don’t cut yourself. The edges are sharp enough to shave with. ❞

❝ You’ll have to work at it every day. ❞

❝ How does it feel? ❞

❝ First lesson, stick them with the pointy end. ❞

❝ I wish you were coming with us. ❞

❝ Different roads sometimes lead to the same castle. Who knows? ❞

❝ Put down the sword first. ❞

❝ I can only stomach so much ineptitude in any one day. ❞

❝ How often must I tell you no? ❞

❝ You broke my wrist. ❞

❝ I’ll break the other one for you if you ask nicely. ❞

❝ Look at me when I’m talking to you. ❞

❝ They hate me because I’m better than they are. ❞

❝ I’ve watched you fight. It’s not training with you; put a good edge on your sword, and they’d be dead meat. ❞

❝ You shame them. Does that make you proud? ❞

❝ You do want to know what’s on the other side, don’t you? ❞

❝ It’s nothing special. ❞

❝ No one cares where you sleep. Most of the old keeps are empty, you can pick any cell you want. ❞

❝ It’s better that I’m by myself. ❞

❝ Look, if you want, I can show you how to defend that. ❞

❝ There’s no honor in beating a fallen foe. ❞

❝ I’ve been bruised before. ❞

❝ If a bear attacked you in the woods, you’d be too stupid to run away. ❞

❝ Most men would rather deny a hard truth than face it. ❞

❝ Do you like to hunt? ❞

❝ I never thought it would be like this. ❞

❝ Last night I woke up in the dark and the fire had gone out, and I was certain I was going to freeze to death by morning. ❞

❝ I never saw snow until last month. ❞

❝ I’ll die if I have to climb that. ❞

❝ I don’t like high places. ❞

❝ Sometimes I dream about it. ❞

❝ I’m afraid of what might be waiting for me. ❞

❝ The old Kings of Winter are down there, sitting on their thrones with stone wolves at their feet and iron swords across their laps. ❞

❝ Please do not imagine that it will truly be that easy, should you think to defy me. ❞

❝ I don’t know what you did, but I know you did it. ❞

❝ I’ve never had a friend before. ❞

❝ We’re not friends, we’re brothers. ❞

❝ Are you well? ❞

❝ You planning to drink that all yourself? ❞

❝ You did all you could. ❞

❝ I would not disturb your rest if it were not important. ❞

❝ And if I refuse? ❞

❝ I can stand here all night if I must. ❞

❝ The mystery of a midnight visitor is a welcome diversion. ❞

❝ Why kill one, to no end? Make use of him instead. ❞

❝ It makes no matter. All that is past now. ❞

❝ The penalty for desertion is death. ❞

❝ Might I go as well? To say my words at this heart tree? ❞

❝ Why would you forsake the gods of your father and your house? ❞

❝ The Seven have never answered my prayers. Perhaps the Old Gods will. ❞

❝ And what will my duties be? ❞

❝ Do you take me for a servant? ❞

❝ Don’t you see what they’re doing? ❞

❝ He wanted to shame me, and he has. ❞

❝ I never asked for this. ❞

❝ Dark’s falling, and there’s something in the smell of the night that I mislike. ❞

❝ Tell me how they died. ❞

❝ The Others are only a story, a tale to make children shiver. ❞

❝ The king is dead. ❞

❝ The things we love destroy us every time. ❞

❝ This could not have happened at a worse time. ❞

❝ I hope you are not thinking of doing anything stupid. ❞

❝ Whatever they do in King’s Landing is none of our concern. ❞

❝ Be strong. The gods are cruel. ❞

❝ I will not sleep tonight. ❞

❝ Gods, he’s dead, he’s dead, I saw him dead! ❞

❝ A dead man tried to kill me. How well could I be? ❞

❝ You do not look well. How is your hand? ❞

❝ The maester says I’ll have scars, but otherwise the hand should be as good as it was before. ❞

❝ It was my father’s sword, and his father’s before him. ❞

❝ I would not be sitting here if not for your. ❞

❝ Honor the steel with deeds, not words. ❞

❝ You’re the one who deserves the honor. ❞

❝ You told him, didn’t you? ❞

❝ Love is the bane of honor, the death of duty. ❞

❝ What is honor compared to a woman’s love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms? ❞

❝ We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy. ❞

❝ We all do our duty when there is no cost to it. How easy it seems then, to walk the path of honor. ❞

❝ You must make that choice yourself, and live with it all the rest of your days. ❞

❝ Please, you must not do this. ❞

❝ Get out of my way. ❞

❝ You can’t. I won’t let you. ❞

❝ I would sooner not hurt you. ❞

❝ I am doing the right thing, so why do I feel so bad? ❞

❝ I belong with my brother. ❞

❝ You don’t have to tell me the words, I know them as well as you do. ❞

❝ So here are your choices. Kill me, or come back with me. ❞

❝ I won’t run, if that’s what you mean. ❞

❝ The hard truths are the ones to hold tight. ❞

❝ Was your moonlight ride so tiring? ❞

❝ You know? ❞

❝ They killed my father. Did you expect me to do nothing? ❞

❝ I ordered a watch kept over you. ❞

❝ My place is here. Where is yours? ❞

❝ I have no place. ❞

❝ When dead men come hunting in the night, do you think it matters who sits the Iron Throne? ❞

#♛ memes. ⊱ ❝ 𝘈 𝘛𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. ❞

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𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐓 𝐯𝐬 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭.

difficulty ── You are an easy person to get along with (35.71%). likability ── You are a likable person (77.86%).

tagged by : @sigilsongs (ty!!!) tagging : take it and say I tagged you <3

#♛ ooc. ⊱ ❝ 𝘖𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘪. ❞#♛ about. ⊱ ❝ 𝘐𝘧 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵. ❞#suspicion should probably be just a *little* higher but otherwise this feels right

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𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑? 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒.

All these quotes are taken from different media and some made from scratch about the royal succession line and the troubles it brought during a medieval/fantasy period. Change pronouns, names, titles and locations as you see fit.

You poison a king so that they may take his place.

Have no fear, Stark. I was only keeping it warm for our friend Robert. It's not a very comfortable seat, I'm afraid.

I swear to you, sitting a throne is a thousand times harder than winning one.

Seat Stannis on the Iron Throne and I promise you, the realm will bleed.

I will claim the Iron Throne by myself, with your swords and your allegiance.

If Daenerys is no more than a sweet young girl, the Iron Throne will cut her into sweet young pieces.

Princess Catherine. Your loss has endeared you to the people. They share your grief.

You've had your courses for days, but you do not tell anyone. I don't understand.

God would have me wed Prince Harry.

But you are his brother's widow. It is impossible. It is forbidden.

I am every inch the soldier... And commander.

In England, widows don't handle swords, much less a widow carrying a prince in her womb.

And I'll wager that you were praying for a boy.

My mother is already planning my next marriage, though in God's eyes it will be my first marriage.

If you are still a maid, then, Catherine, I can be your husband.

I will raise you up, you... you and all of England. You will be my princess and... and my queen.

Ten years since the king has been on the throne and there is no heir apparent. Only his brother, gods forbid.

Daughters don’t inherit, sons do.

You have a son but you must have a spare too. Gods know what would happen if the boy dies.

The line of succession is clear on these matters. Girls are the last resource.

I am a woman, whoever I marry must be clear on his duty. He is not the crown, I am.

His Majesty has no male heir and will have none but he, Buckingham will succeed to the throne.

By assassinating His Majesty.

Right of Conquest is still a rightful way to gain a throne. Has anyone banned it as a law?

Will you like it when an old man tries to make love to you?

God forbid that the king should abandon her just to ease his own conscience. I don't think the English people would ever forgive him.

She is threatening the peace in this realm by playing the king with empty promises. No one can predict a son.

Perhaps the succession must change, this dynasty is large and will survive.

Your Majesty, I beg that you yield to the King's will.

To your wife, the mother of your child. You treat me so unkindly and in public neglect me.

You think he might invade England in support of the queen?

You underestimate the support he/she has with the smallfolk and highborn alike. They would go to war if you dismiss them.

Perhaps, one day this little girl will preside over empires.

Now I am indeed Queen.

Perhaps Elizabeth isn't even mine!

Perhaps there should be reasons to annul the marriage and make the king consider marry another. He is still young.

Nothing like a young bride to make a man forget his troubles.

He will have his heir or else he will have my head.

Tell Sir Francis to double the guards around the Princess Mary and defend her with their life- for if the King dies, some will be for the boy, others for her.

There shall be a proclamation soon, the king shall announce his heir and the realm will rest.

A lifetime of building an empire can fall in a day because of the wrong successor to the empire.

It is not by blood, anyhow, that man's true continuity is established.

He became their king by right of blood; he's held the position by beating the crap out of anyone who tries to take it away.

When the crown is weak and struggles, anyone can come and sweep it away. And in this world, it is allowed.

This small council tried to work out what that meant for the line of succession.

If she were to wed him, her claim to the throne will increase, as her popularity.

While the king entertains the highborns, the prince/princess makes friends with the people they rule. The decision is easy.

Whoever he marries is as important as how many heirs he can produce.

Sons are good for the realm, Daughters are good for alliances.

My father chose me, his firstborn child, to succeed him. He held to his decision until death.

They stole my crown and murdered my daughter, and they shall answer for it.

I would rather feed my sons to the dragons, than have them carry spears and cups for your drunken, usurper cunt of a king.

I understand why you're angry. And you are my sister and technically have a claim to the throne. And believe me, I would love for someone else to rule. But it can't be you.

Father would hate to see you sit in his seat, when it was never you he chose.

The pretty decent king split the crown between his heirs.

Proclamations are good, but this should have been in written, send to every corner of the world. Now we have war.

When the king needed to be replaced, one of the royal family would be elected to be the new king.

Succession is never peaceful. The King new this and the reason he called a council for his new heir to be chosen.

The line must always continue.

That little bit of dragon blood in him allowed Robert Baratheon to sit on the throne and continue.

Our son is a wastrel and a halfwit. We shudder to think of the throne in his hands.

My greatest hope is that you will surpass me in every way, consigning my name to some forgotten corner of history.

What's most important is what he isn't like—his father. I think you'll find him to be a reasonable man.

The King is easily controlled by those in his council. All too happy to give some of the power away to another.

A king is a martyr to their ideals.

If the world of men is to survive, a Targaryen must be seated on the Iron Throne.

Women can rule as wise as men, perhaps even more.

Men would sooner put the realm to the torch than see a woman ascend the Iron Throne.

Have you never imagined yourself on the Iron Throne?

We have royal wombs, you and I. The child bed is our battlefield.

Ten years you’ve been king, and yet not once have you asked me to be your Hand.

The princess remains your best bet to step closer to the throne. Seduce her, marry her.

In the end, history will remember little, as history is written by the winners.

You have not one son now but two, Your Grace. Perhaps some changes to the successions are to be made.

I know why you are here. Men want my crown as much as they want the pleasure of a woman.

I need to give the realm an heir and plenty of spares.

What use is to gain a throne if you are already in crisis by having no heir by blood?

I can give you what she never gave you. Another son.

Are the rumors true, then? There is a child in your belly?

All of my father’s work will crumble if I leave it all to a weak sickly child.

#♛ memes. ⊱ ❝ 𝘈 𝘛𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. ❞

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𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒.

All sentences on these meme make references to royal balls, medieval ballrooms or regency, basically set during any period drama. You can change names, pronouns, titles and more as you see fit. Most of these were taken from different source materials found via google search. This meme makes references to masquerades, royal dances and partners.

Dancing, at its best, is independence and intimacy in balance.

Dance is the timeless interpretation of life.

Music does not need language of words for it has movements of dance to do its translation.

Masks reveal. They don’t conceal. Masks reveal your cravings, your passion, your deepest most secret desires.

It was you. I know it was you.

Look at me, Kia! Look me in the eye and tell me you’re not her.

And who shall you be once you don your grand disguise?

I don't like to hear you talk about yourself that way. Your scars do not define you, young lady. Your action do.

All the ladies must dress the same and the men have to find their partners. It’s a game of sorts.

Even the smallfolk have their own version of the ball, at the steps of the castle.

Swoon, Dora. Every young woman deserves to swoon over the love of her life.

Dash it, Everton, how'd you know it was me?

A masquerade could have been a beautiful dance.

Oh, well. What's a royal ball? After all, I suppose it would be frightfully dull, and-and-and boring, and-and completely... Completely wonderful.

Each finds a partner, and upon the bell, we must change partner until we find the one we came to be. . .or the one we desire.

It has been a while since you gave me the honor to dance with you.

If the princess is not too occupied, I would wish for a dance, perhaps?

The Queen and King have to open the ball but the King is gone. No mind, I shall be in his place.

Sometimes in life confusion tends to arise and only dialogue of dance seems to make sense.

If we want our men to dance, we have to inspire them.

But with something more, something bigger, something that will give them a reason to want to dance.

But when balls are held for pleasure, They're the balls that I like best.

Will you be my princess for the Ball?

Keeping pushing, Andrei, and you and I are going to play a game.

Nothing like a ball to cheer a nation, give the old lords wine and the young boys the opportunity to find a nice woman and everyone shows up.

Where are you taking me? The ball hasn’t ended.

Royals is like a beautiful, broken angel: hard to look at, but utterly impossible to turn away from.

Attend the royal ball in all your glory and find out what fate has in store for you.

How many dances is one allowed before people begin to whisper?

You cannot behave like a brute. It is my duty to dance with every suitor. I am their princess.

I do not recognize you, my lord? Are you from these lands?

It is bad luck to steal a princess.

Attend the royal ball in all your glory and find out what fate has in store for you.

There is nothing quite like dancing in the moonlight. It sets your soul on fire and your heart aflutter.

The beauty of a ball is not just in its grandeur, but in the connections it sparks, the emotions it stirs, and the hopes it ignites.

Just keep your eyes on me. No one else here matters.

I shall keep dancing with you until you stop being stubborn and go speak with me. Or you rather have people whisper?

The princess looks beautiful tonight, does she not?

Father, please, you must dance as well. Your dull looks are making people bored.

You promised me a dance when you were better. Are you?

I've loved you at every dance, on every walk, every time we've been together and every time we've been apart.

I can feel people's eyes on me.

Every time I walk into a ballroom, I know they are comparing me to Daphne.

You both get to choose your passions and adventures, while my beloved is chosen by me. And now I must join them for a dance.

Are you planning on running away when the clock strikes midnight?

If you do wish to go away, I know a spot, secluded enough.

You wish for me to go with you, alone, unchaperoned. I am a maiden, my lord.

Aye, but I am no lord, sweet maiden. And these masks allow us some privacy.

This is my last chance to find a match on my own accord. If I don’t. The King will do it for me and I would rather not.

I'm only a girl, not a princess.

Believe me - they're all looking at you.

They're all looking at you.

You are requested and required to present yourself to your king.

I do not even know if that beautiful slipper will fit But, if it does--will you take me as I am?

It would be an insult to take you to the palace dressed in these old rags.

How charming, how perfectly charming.

When I go back, they will try to pair me off with a lady of their choosing. I'm expected to marry for advantage.

Oh. Well, whose advantage would this marriage be of?

I hope you don't find our kingdom too confining.

I am. An apprentice monarch. Still learning my trade.

Our prince seems quite taken with her.

She went straight for him. You have to appreciate her efficiency.

Walk into the room knowing you are the best. Shoulders back, chin up. Their attitudes will totally change.

You dance love, and you dance joy, and you dance dreams.

The ball is about to come to an end, and you have yet not told me your name.

I thought we agreed we would remain strangers.

I’m afraid my true identity would put you in danger.

Have you ever been kissed by a stranger at the end of a ball? If not, let me be the first.

Put him on all the invitation lists, he's a divine dancer.

I’m afraid I’m more used to swordfight than ballroom.

You will ruin your pretty gown, princess. I would not wish to step on your toes.

Silly, I am a great dancer, no one ever steps on my toes.

No. Let them dance. Interrupting would cause a scandal.

One of these men will be my husband one day. What a thought.

The art of husband seeking at it’s peak, during royal ball season.

Maiden beware, a gentleman can become a beast when the bell strikes.

#♛ memes. ⊱ ❝ 𝘈 𝘛𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. ❞

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AS SAID BY GARRUS VAKARIAN, updated version * assorted dialogue from the mass effect trilogy, adjust as necessary

i can't find any hard evidence.

good luck, [name]. maybe they'll listen to you.

i'm coming with you.

sometimes it feels like the rules are only there to stop me from doing my work.

i just couldn't take it anymore.

maybe i can get the job done my way for a change.

if you're wrong, we'll pay for it. but if you're right, and we did nothing, i think we'd regret it a whole lot more.

i thought you were dead.

it sure is good to see a friendly face.

at least it's not hard to find criminals here. all i have to do is point my gun and shoot.

my feelings got in the way of my better judgement.

i'll make you a deal. you get me out of here alive, and i'll tell you the whole damn thing.

nobody would give me a mirror. how bad is it?

don't make me laugh, damn it.

some women find facial scars attractive.

i'm fit for duty whenever you need me.

when i got to the meeting point, no one was there.

kill you? no. but i don't mind slowing you down a little.

what do you want from me, [name]?

i know you want to talk about this... but i don't. not yet.

it's so much easier to see the world in black and white. gray... i don't know what to do with gray.

my instincts are what got me into this mess.

never knew you had a weakness for men with scars.

well, why the hell not? there's nobody in this galaxy i respect more than you.

if we can figure out a way to make it work, then... yeah. definitely.

you're about the only friend i've got left in this screwed-up galaxy.

you don't ever have to worry about making me uncomfortable. nervous, yes... but never uncomfortable.

i brought wine.

your hair looks... good. and your waist is... very supportive.

hopefully that's not offensive in human culture.

i want something to go right. just once.

think you can win this thing, [name]?

i'm pretty sure we'll still need giant guns... and lots of them.

so... is this the part where we shake hands?

the scars are starting to fade. i remember they drove you wild.

i've been doing some more research on human customs.

glad to know my romantic skills made an impression.

let's not go there.

i can afford the good stuff.

what about you? i'm starting to see some wear and tear.

don't forget to come up for air. and not just because all these people need you. because i need you.

if you're suggesting i'm scared... game on.

still trying to make me blush, huh?

i'd be lying if i said i didn't hope it would inspire a certain... mood.

it seemed like you needed time to... figure us out.

the worst part about the galaxy going to hell would've been never getting to see you again.

not saying you don't know how to handle a gun. just saying some of us know how to make it dance.

i've actually seen you dance. no comment.

i know there are other things you're good at.

probably not a lot of air in here. an hour if we're lucky.

so tell me. think a girl would fall for that?

it gets even better when you try it in bed.

you don't lack for places to get lost.

did we break anything last night?

you'll find a way to win. and when this is over, i'll be waiting for you.

if this thing goes sideways and we both end up there... meet me at the bar. i'm buying.

forgive the insubordination, but your boyfriend has an order for you.

come back alive. it'd be an awfully empty galaxy without you.

we're in this 'til the end.

we didn’t kill these people. and we’re going to shut down the bastards who did.

looks like we’ve got a siege on our hand.

if anyone needs fresh clips or a bathroom break, now’s the time.

oh crap!

guess he didn’t like the food.

looks like we got the jump.

pretty extreme, but those were desperate times.

we won��t get a second chance.

that was me, sorry.

nothing like being stranded.

we’ll do more than that.

just the usual minor flesh wound.

what would these people have done if we hadn’t shown up?

i was there when you two had your thing, remember? just get a room and work it out.

stay angry. we’ll need it to get through this.

drinks will be on me.

one of my favorite places to fight!

i’m hard to kill. you should know that.

it’s gonna be bad all over.

for whatever it’s worth, i’m with you.

you’ve waited long enough for this day.

just wait ‘til this war is over.

you came along and warmed my heart with your winning personality.

maybe you’d like to go work for them instead?

how do i not have one of those?

surprise on our side for once. i like it.

brutal, but it makes a certain kind of sense.

#♛ memes. ⊱ ❝ 𝘈 𝘛𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. ❞

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so tempted to take a little nap but I do plan on writing more here later as long as other things don't pile up today

#♛ ooc. ⊱ ❝ 𝘖𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘪. ❞#I slept a long time yesterday but I woke up at 2am and now my brain is so confused afjdfsjklfds #so I'm gonna rb some memes maybe while I play games and then maybe a nap. but then I will be back <3 #lurking on mobile in the meantime

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k but who is gonna kill euron greyjoy for her, she is taking volunteers

#♛ ooc. ⊱ ❝ 𝘖𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘪. ❞#victarion too but lbr that bitch is probably gonna get himself killed first #probs by euron

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♛ ⊱ @sigilsongs ⊱ ❛ Tell me what I should do. ❜ from lya baratheon in her au: the weight of slavery (some idiot sent lya as a 'bribe' to dany perhaps?? channelling the energy of how the magisters would bribe the dothraki to stop them ransacking?)

ㅤㅤㅤXARO XHOAN DAXOS HAD SAID HE HAD ANOTHER GIFT TO SEND TO HER. Dany should have known what to expect when he mentioned he had purchased this gift in Volantis, of all places. The queen had left the evening's entertainment he'd arranged much earlier than what would be considered polite, but it was hard for her to watch such salacious acts and displays between Xaro's dancers without feeling a familiar heat coil within her belly. No, she needed to be excused, and she resolves to simply reconvene with the Qartheen envoy tomorrow once her mind has been cleared. She considers for a moment, perhaps she should ask for Irri's company, but she seems to be enjoying herself downstairs, so why draw her away? Daenerys settles upon a dip in the pool, cooled by the night's air, but just as she sits upon the edge and dips her legs into the shimmering water, she hears the door to her chambers open and close, head turning to look upon the figure that approaches her terrace. A stranger, a beautiful woman with dark, flowing hair. Below a pair of honeyed eyes, there is a mark; a single teardrop of ink upon her skin. Dany's heart drops into her stomach at the realization. This woman is a bedslave.

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ No, sweet one, ❞ the Mother of Dragons keeps her voice soft, consolatory towards the woman as she rises from the pool's edge, despite the rising anger that seethes within her chest at this betrayal. It all makes sense now, Xaro's grand plan. The gifts, the dancers; he had meant to incite her on purpose, all so he could present this final present in hope she would not refuse. All for what? To seduce her? To change her mind, or count her as a hypocrite? Oh, he and his patrons in Qarth and Volantis will be dealt with in their time, but for now, her attention turns solely to this woman, a delicate touch at her shoulder to guide her back inside. ❝ There is nothing I will ask of you tonight, nor any night. ❞ As they pass through the doors, Dany takes the robe that hangs upon a handle, soft pink silk wrapping around her bare frame. There is a moment of hesitance, eyes lingering upon the golden slave torque around the other's neck. Just like the one the queen herself once wore. Her touch is slow, overly cautious as she reaches for the metal, bending the joint so that it may be removed. ❝ From this moment onward, you are a free woman, ❞ Daenerys speaks, casting the torque aside, an outstretched hand gesturing towards the sitting area in her chambers. ❝ Come, sit with me. Tell me your name. Your story. ❞

#sigilsongs #♛ sigilsongs ⊱ 𝐋𝐲𝐚 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐧 #♛ ic. ⊱ ❝ 𝘔𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘴. ❞#♛ verse ⊱ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 #weeping about this actually ty

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♛ ⊱ @thementat ⊱ ❛ Tell me you want me to go. ❜

ㅤㅤㅤTHE QUEEN'S FACE CONTORTS, GLOWERING BENEATH THE WEIGHT OF A CONFUSED MIX OF EMOTIONS. Half rage, half an unnamable thing, bitter and sweet all at once as it holds the back of her throat. Her anger demands that she send him away, that she put this argument to an end and summon her guards to escort him out, but it's the second thing that prevents her from doing so. Why shouldn't she send him away? The guidance he can offer her pales next to the powers he himself possesses, powers he seems keen to use to whatever ends he desires. How it terrifies her, the things he could do upon a mere whim. He is a dangerous man to keep so close, and yet she has allowed him closer to her even still. Paul can help her. He helps make sense of the dreams and visions that plague her, he uses these powers to keep her safe, so why, then, must she still be so wary? Because she is not a fool. She knows the glimmer in his eye, all the things he desires for himself. One does not build an empire without war after war. A price he seems more than willing to pay, but she wonders, where does this ambition end?

ㅤㅤㅤAnd yet in spite of it all, against all better judgement, she has started to trust him. For all her questions about what the future may hold, that has not stopped her from keeping him near, from allowing him to approach her in her chambers alone to speak of her dreams or share council. It's in here that she is most vulnerable, her protectors kept far outside in the corridors. Even as they argue, she knows that he knows she will not send him away, for there is one true most prevalent for them both: they need each other. And oh, she hates him for this, for daring her to speak and surrender some confession that will only serve to feed his pride, for standing far too close to her and staring down into her eyes with that damn look of his, waiting for her to concede. Dany does not back away, looking up with fire in her own eyes, features firm as she at last gives an answer. ❝ No, ❞ is all she speaks at first, a single word, but she knows he will not settle for that. ❝ You know I don't want that, ❞ Dany continues, but even that does not seem to be enough to placate him. Her fury grows, voice raising as she hisses through a tightened jaw. ❝ Damn you, you know I won't send you away. I need you here. Is that enough for you? What you wanted to hear? Or do you expect me to fall to my knees and cry and beg like one of your followers? ❞

#thementat #♛ ic. ⊱ ❝ 𝘔𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘴. ❞#♛ verse ⊱ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐡 #SCREAMS

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oh no I am feeling the eepy sleepy

#♛ ooc. ⊱ ❝ 𝘖𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘪. ❞#doing laundry and everything is so soft and warm and it's making me want to go to bed RIP

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♛ ⊱ @kronulv ⊱ ❛ Tell me you're mine. ❜

ㅤㅤㅤIT'S NOT HARD TO GUESS WHAT'S BROUGHT THIS ON. Their bouts of shared jealousy seem to serve a purpose, always escalating to the same resolution. Just another excuse to let their passions run wild, she supposes. But there is something different this time, something deeper than the carnal need for each other, easily felt as his lips lay claim to her neck and the top of her chest, laid half-bare by his own hands. He could have brought her anywhere, she realizes, but he brought her here, pressing her against the weirwood tree as he once swore he would. Her words mean more here, and she will not let them go to waste. ❝ You heard, didn't you? ❞ In truth, she'd felt ambushed when a few of her advisors approached her in private, pressing the matter of marriage. She must marry a southern lord when she takes the Iron Throne, they insist, and she'd sent them away without an answer. It's always been the elephant in the room, this unspoken thing that has gone unaddressed despite all the pledges and declarations made to each other in their most tender moments. But she knows her true answer, the one she has held upon her tongue all this time; once something that was only a fleeting dream, something sure to slip from her grasp, but now it has become undeniable.

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ Look at me, ❞ Dany says, palms cupping under his jaw to pull him away from her neck, pressing her forehead to his as their gazes lock. ❝ I'm yours, Robb. Yours. ❞ A hand travels to brush back his hair from his face. The Northerners say that a person cannot lie in front of a weirwood tree. Let him see the truth in her words. ❝ I know what is expected of me, and of you. I won't lie, I tried to accept it; that this is what we would have to do. I know it's what duty demands, but I can't do it, Robb. I can't. Don't you see? I could give up anything else; all of my power, my army, even my crown. But not you. Gods, not you. Should I kiss you or curse you, for ruining me so? For making everything I thought I wanted feel worthless if you are the price I must surrender? ❞ Her breath catches in her throat, fingertips pulling at the edges of his jaw to bring him closer, speaking through mingled breaths and the lightest touches of their noses. She can feel the pulse of his heart as his chest presses against her own; the most wonderful rhythm the gods have ever created, and she prays he can feel hers as well, how it sings for him. ❝ You are all I want. For as long as my heart beats, it belongs to you. I swear it by your Old Gods, by the Seven, by every god there is, I am yours. ❞

#kronulv #♛ ic. ⊱ ❝ 𝘔𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘴. ❞#♛ verse ⊱ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 #suggestive tw #me: hm spicy or emotional? why not both

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