VALAR MORGHULIS

in dorne, she walked among vipers, and none would bite her. in king's landing, she found herself surrounded by lions.

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THIS BLOG IS NOW AN ARCHIVE !

you can now find all my game of thrones muses on @amongthevipers​

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THIS BLOG IS NOW AN ARCHIVE !

you can now find all my game of thrones muses on @amongthevipers​

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𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒 : a game of thrones / asoiaf multimuse as loved by nico 

18+ & mutually exclusive blog featuring both canon and original characters from various eras in westerosi history, primarily show based with book influences and verses

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if i haven’t followed you back yet, do not despair, i’m moving this blog to a main blog instead of a sideblog!

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i am so tired that im basically on the verge of tears but like it’s fine. it’s FINE

also i’m gonna shlooooowly start working on blog setup and move blogs

i know it’s annoying but i need a fresh start url will be the same but idk when i’ll have the new blog fully set up

also PLS VOTE HERE ESPECIALLY IF YOU WRITE WITH MY GOT MUSES

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rogueprinxe​ . . . DAEMON

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Caraxes, as if overhearing the conversation himself, appeared, guided by three large men. Daemon pulled his riding gloves out from his back pocket and pulled them over his hands. 

   ‘ First to Dragonstone and back wins a prize of their choosing. I’ll think long and hard on what I’d like. ‘ 

Mounted upon Caraxes, he waits for Rhaenyra && then they are off. He keeps close to her dragon’s side – - his dragon was enough enough to fly, easy enough to control, and so oftentimes, he glided far ahead of Syrax, only to fall back yet again. 

Dragonstone stood beneath them, just barely touching the clouds, a fortress of its own. He circled the highest point of the keep, and taking a sharp && fast turn back towards King’s Landing. 

In the home stretch, Daemon slowed Caraxes down just enough – truly, just barely – so that Rhaenyra was able to fly ahead, securing her a win – her first, he believed, against himself. 

He landed in the tall grasses, slid himself carefully down from Caraxes, and let the three men walk him back towards the Keep. 

       ‘ A fair win – - though, I’ll admit, you’ve bruised my ego quite a bit, ‘ he asserted, removing his gloves and tucking them back into his pocket. 

      ‘ Syrax should be proud. You rode her quite well. ‘

she mounted the dragon and they took to the sky. with the wind in her hair and air cleaner than it was in the city below, rhaenyra felt free. she held tight to the reins of her dragon, using them to urge her forward and pick up speed but nothing more. the dragons knew the way to dragonstone well. it seemed almost instinct to them now. 

they were behind daemon and caraxes for much of the race except the few times he fell back alongside her, but he was never too far ahead. whether he did this in order to keep close to her or whether she and syrax were truly improving she could not be sure. she wanted to believe that syrax was faster, stronger. she was sure she was, but whether she was a match for the older larger dragon was yet to be seen. rhaenyra felt herself and syrax pulling ahead of daemon and caraxes. she mumbled quiet encouragement in valyrian to her dragon, hoping she’d hear and together they’d finally win. they were neck and neck for quite a while, and as rharnyra glanced to the side of her she saw that she and her dragon really had pulled ahead of daemon. her smile widened but she had not one yet.

it was only when they returned to the dragon pit that rhaenyra deemed it time to celebrate. she ran her gloved hand over syrax’s scales. the princess was beaming, head held high with pride. 

“thank you.” she replied as she was congratulated, taking off her gloves after a final affectionate stroke of her dragon before she was lead away by the handlers. she couldn’t take full credit for the speed of her dragon, but they made a good team and rhaenyra was proud of how much they had improved together. “caraxes did well too,” she teased, her omission of daemon’s participation purposeful.

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legends-and-savages​ . . . MARGAERY

“Then we must plan something.”  She said with a nod.  A smile.  “Oh of course.”  That could be negotiated, but it would likely make it easier to get her back to Highgarden.  “The two of us can do anything.  I didn’t get to take anything important from Highgarden that I could like to bring here.”  She had been told to pack light and she had.  That didn’t mean she didn’t miss things she had to leave behind.

“we’ll make sure to bring back some of your home when we go.” kat was sure it wasn’t clothes that margaery missed. there was plenty of finery in king’s landing. katerina felt her excitement growing, hope growing. soon, whenever this trip was planned, she would be able to take a breath of the fresh fragrant air of high garden. she would truly be able to breath again and margaery would as well.

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legends-and-savages​ . . . DAEMON

“They like everyone else can be bought.”  He said.  Though the guards could be made to forget with enough.  “Or a well placed order.”  He said.  He could trust that the people supposed to protect his family wouldn’t be entirely corrupt.  If they were it would be dealt with.  He mounted his own horse.  “Come one we mustn’t hang around.”

rhaenyra was certain he was right about that. after all, he knew their family’s guards better than most. she mounted her horse, pulling herself onto the mare’s back with practiced ease. she’d never wanted to depend on a squire to help her when she was riding and now she was grateful she’d been so stubborn. she spurred on the creature, headed towards the gates. “hurry up, you’ll fall behind,” rhaenyra teased her uncle.

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Olivia Hussey as Juliet in Romeo and Juliet (1968)

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Though Aegon, the babe Prince, might long for a claim, he has two things Rhaenyra cannot: a conqueror’s name and a cock

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* @stormfuryd​ sent you have to leave right now, you aren’t safe here. 

“i’m not safe anywhere. i know who i am.” katerina had snuck out again and she thought she was getting rather good at it. her hair was braided back and partially covered. she’d done her best to dress the way the common folk did. “i am not defenseless.” she knew the blade she kept on her wouldn’t do much if someone was truly determined to hurt her, but kat believed and hoped that no one here had been so close to the royal family that they would know who she was on sight. “you are not much safer than i am.”

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house of the dragon starters

ep1 - 4 .

❝ try not to look too relieved. ❞ ❝ did you sleep? how long? ❞ ❝ i don’t need mothering. ❞ ❝ you’re safe with me, i swear it. ❞ ❝ to elude a storm, you can either sail into it or around it. but you must never await its coming. ❞ ❝ i have only ever defended you. ❞ ❝ i’ve always thought of you and i as having been made from the same cloth. ❞ ❝ you will address me as “your grace” or i will have my guard cut out your tongue. ❞ ❝ i’d rather serve as a knight and ride to battle and glory. ❞ ❝ you’re always like this when you’re worried. disagreeable. ❞ ❝ i like this position. it’s quite comfortable. ❞ ❝ we haven’t spoke much…since… ❞ ❝ do you want me to kill him? ❞ ❝ come, eat. fortify yourself for the journey. ❞ ❝ you swore to protect me. ❞ ❝ strive to restore whatever scrap of honor you have left. ❞ ❝ our worth is not given. it must be made. ❞ ❝ it pleases me to hear you say this. that i am not alone in my grief. ❞ ❝ if you mean to elicit some anger from me, you should know that you’re failing. ❞ ❝ it bothers you, does it not? ❞ ❝ the realm owes you a great debt. ❞ ❝ all i wanted was for someone to say that they were sorry for what happened to me. ❞ ❝ we must all mourn in our own way. ❞ ❝ do you have a specific course of action to propose? ❞ ❝ we’re both people who have had to cut our own way through the world. ❞ ❝ were that to happen, losses would be incalculable. ❞ ❝ it was not my intent to make offense. ❞ ❝ i find i have…few friends lately. ❞ ❝ i only want to help you. ❞ ❝ you cannot believe such gossip. ❞ ❝ just get out. leave me at once. ❞ ❝ to have every young knight and lord fawning over you…what a misery. ❞ ❝ you’ve been much alone these past few years. alone and angry. ❞ ❝ the road ahead is uncertain, but the end is clear. ❞ ❝ you’re young. you will learn. ❞ ❝ you are a plague…sent to destroy me. ❞ ❝ for one night, i wish to be free of the burdens of my inheritance. ❞ ❝ do you wish to hear my opinion on the matter? ❞ ❝ i’ve decided to remain here and read instead. ❞ ❝ we should be free to speak our minds to one another. ❞ ❝ everything i’ve given you, you’ve thrown back in my face. ❞ ❝ answer me. it’s important. ❞ ❝ your heart is even darker than i thought. ❞ ❝ you think yourself a cunning person. your plans are obvious. ❞ ❝ you never were one to stay idle. ❞ ❝ am i your prisoner? ❞ ❝ who gives a fuck what some lord thinks? ❞ ❝ take your fucking hands off me. ❞ ❝ are you…are you hurt? ❞ ❝ do you wish to know your death? ❞ ❝ if we don’t mind our own histories, it will do the same to us. ❞ ❝ i believe you were made to wear the crown. ❞ ❝ most of my years have been spent living in terror. ❞ ❝ all that i have, i owe to you. ❞ ❝ night time, you might not be so lucky. ❞ ❝ i endured it for as long as i could. ❞ ❝ who might you be running from, now? ❞

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crying over princess aerea in public

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* @stormfuryd​ sent “talk to me, okay? i need to know what’s going on.”

“aunt rhaeana,” kat slumped into the cushioned seat in front of her window. her shoulders fell as soon as the guard outside closed the door behind the girl and her aunt. in here she was safe to speak her mind, though there was still a chance someone could be listening as the whisperers tended to do.

“she’s dead.” her brother’s funeral had passed and kat had wept for him. she was not certain that her aunt knew the truth. she couldn’t very well speak it, it was much too dangerous and she didn’t quite have the words. she only held onto her rhaeana’s hand tightly. “hylla...” there was a shuddering sob as every emotion she had been withholding came pouring out of her. “she was my maid.” katerina managed, as if that explained everything she could not say.

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* @stormfuryd​ sent “how can you stand this place?”

“it’s not truly so awful.” it was often dreary and there was often a fine layer of dew over every surface outside, but drusilla told herself every morning she mist be grateful the gods had allowed her a doting husband and a library the blackwood’s maesters made sure to keep well provisioned. raventree hall was nothing like what dru had hoped for when she was wed. “it has grown on me,” she assured rhaeana though there was a twinge of guilt as she said it. she didn’t really mean it. in time she might though, and drusilla kept hope for that. she wouldn’t feel this way forever, and if the gods granted her a child it might liven the place up. she could only hope this was the case.

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* @musenssang​ sent ❛ violence for violence is the rule for beasts. ❜ from willas

alicent watched the tilt from the sidelines, eyes following the riders. she tried her best to enjoy these tourney days, however she often found herself growing bored after a few rounds. her mind often wandered and she’d try to occupy herself in other ways, counting how many ladies wore flowers in their hair or wore pink. she’d clap whenever the round was over and make conversation when it was asked of her however, otherwise she tried only to grin and bear it.

it was one of these times when her mind was otherwise occupied that she was almost surprised when the eldest of the tyrells spoke to her. she was even more surprised to find that they were in of one mind on the matter. alicent smiled softly and nodded. “i couldn’t agree more. as i understand tourney is nothing like the battlefield.” she didn’t want war either, however at least in war honor was earned with bravery as well as brute strength. at least in war there was something to fight for.