Daenerys Targaryen

Daenerys Stormborn of the House Targaryen, the First of Her Name, the Unburnt, Queen of Meereen, Queen of the Andals and the Rhoynar and the First Men, Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, Breaker of Chains, and Mother of Dragons. Indie Daenerys Targaryen. GoT. ASoIaF. Semi-Selective, OC Friendly. Tracking: drakarysdaria Est. May 2015 || Rebooted August 2017

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important;; don’t be shy if you have a plot idea with me. I’m really open to these big, intricate storylines between our muses that have room to expand the characters and see development. Wanna ship our muses? Hit me up. Think my muse would be a great sibling figure to your character? Tell me. Have a cliche plot that you wanna do? I’m down. Please, I honestly love making these storylines and falling head over heels for a ship or get really emotional over relationships and enjoy how the story & characters progress.

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mists of avalon → sentence meme

This is part one of a many part series of lines and dialogue taken from The Mists of Avalon by Marion Zimmer Bradley. Feel free to change pronouns or anything else to better suit your needs.

But what can a virgin know of the sorrows and travail of mankind?

My fingers ache! Why must I spin, spin, spin all the time, as if I were a waiting-woman?

Romans make a great matter of worrying over who lay with their women.

And why could you not come before, why did you leave me all alone?

No single God can rule all things.

The principle of woman, so they say, is the principle of all evil.

There is some fantastic Jewish tale about an apple and a snake.

Those who are the Lords of this world permitted me to come back, but in another body of flesh.

But if men do not believe in more than one life, how will they avoid despair?

What just God would create some men wretched, and others happy and prosperous, if one life were all that they could have?

I will not let you play again at skipping-stones with my life!

Do you think I will let you plot against my child’s life as you have plotted against mine?

You are almost a woman, you must not behave like a spoilt child!

Will you fly so recklessly in the face of fate?

Such love we might well pray to be spared in a God.

Will you walk the road to your destiny, or must the Gods drag you to it unwilling?

And I suppose you will give me a charm so that he will fall so deep in love with me that he cannot resist it?

You are young, and I do not think you have any idea how beautiful you are.

She is a puppy bitch with eyes hot for anything in the shape of a man.

I suspect he’s no good Christian.

He’s a lecherous man with a dozen bastards, no woman’s safe around him.

He’s soldier enough for a Caesar; the men will follow him through hell, if they have to.

Have you a wish to be queen?

You say that because you are too young to know what it means.

I do not want to spend the rest of my lifetime at war.

I like not the way he looks at you. He is no man for a decent woman to know. Avoid him.

Forgive my clumsiness, lady. I am all too big to sit in your lap!

I do not want to be old, and think of Heaven and peace, for they seem very dull to me. I want war and plunder and women – oh, yes, women – and the priests do not approve of any of those things.

Do you truly think women know nothing of state matters?

You will not play the shrew with me, madam!

You will not speak to me in that voice or I shall beat you in earnest.

Touch me at your peril, or I shall teach you that a daughter of the Holy Isle is no man’s slave nor servant!

I trust him no further than I could kick his arse on a muddy day!

I love you with a love that is stronger than death, and if sin is the price of binding us together, life after life across the ages, then I will sin joyfully and without regret.

I will throw myself into the river before ever you touch me again!

You lie, and you know you lie!

You knave whose mouth and mind are as foul as your filthy kisses!

Be silent, you evil-minded scold!

Is that how you seduced my king into your arms?

Do you think I would ever look at you again except with the loathing I would feel for a snake?

Your Christian piety permits you to ravish your own wife!

I could not bear it, that you should look like that at that lustful and vicious man, and look on me only with duty and resignation.

I am innocent of whatever sins your evil mind believes I have committed!

If you think so evil of me, that I am adulteress, witch, all these ill things, why then did you not rejoice at the prospect of getting quit of me so simply?

Have you put some spell upon my manhood, you accursed bitch?

I am no longer a pliant girl but a woman with a mind of her own, and perhaps he thinks you would be easier to deal with.

Even should I never again look upon his face in this life, I am bound to him and I shall be so bound until I die.

And I cannot believe the Goddess would have wrought this upheaval in my life, if I was never meant again to see him.

Go and the Devil take you, so that you come not into my presence.

Why should I waste my breath with a curse? I would as willingly bid you Godspeed to your own heaven, and may your God find more pleasure in your company than I do.

Why do you seek to go where it is forbidden to go?

Have you no words of love for me?

I have waited so long – I had begun to fear it would never come, and now you have no word of love or look of kindness for me.

Did I dream it, after all, that you loved me, wanted me?

I do not want to frighten you, but I have dreamed so long of this moment.

Surely the time for dreaming is over?

And why, when first I looked upon your face, did I feel that I had known you before the world was made?

You are my love, my wife, my queen. I swear to you by my crown and by my manhood, you shall be my queen and I will never take another woman before you or put you aside.

You are my love and my lord and my king, and I will love you as long as I live, and as long thereafter as God wills.

Whatever comes of this, I love you.

I will kill him before he can touch you again.

Sleep, my love. Sleep.

Lie still, dear love, dawn is still far away.

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a fairy-tale inspired meme

“it’s midnight - i have to go.”

“it’s only midnight, where are you going?”

“i’ve been searching for you for years.”

“let’s run away together.”

“may i have this dance?”

“you were my dream.”

“you’re the one i’ve been looking for.”

“i love you but you’re not mine.”

“when did you last let your heart decide?”

“stop kissing frogs, when i’m standing right here.”

“when was the last time you did something for yourself?”

“you’re a prince/princess and i’m nearly invisible.”

“i don’t care about your status you make me feel normal.”

[drakarysdaria-blog]

||-flops- OMG I am so sorry I disappeared! Work got ridiculously crazy, then depression kicked in, then health stuff, then I revitalized an old blog, created a new one--blah blah blah. I think I’m finally settled in to how much time I can dedicate and where I want to focus it. So, it’s all good now! Will probably drop the old threads, but am totally open to new ones! Thanks for sticking with me!  ❤||

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Pretty late afternoon walk by the water. (at Capitola-by-the-Sea)

[ivanacincur]

“I don’t know what I have left to give you. I’m a bastard. A Snow.” - ‘’A dragon.’’  (video)

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“Off in the distance, a wolf howled. The sound made her feel sad and lonely, but no less hungry.” - Daenerys, ADWD

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sonofrhaegar:

“Slander and lies,” Jon laughed. “I am at least fifty. Or at least it feels like it.”

“Well, admittedly you do tend to behave like an old man,” Dani said with another laugh, slipping her arms through one of his, clutching to it as they walked along the shore of the Serpentine. 

“Now tell me all about your trip, and promise me you’ll never leave again, unless you bring me with, because London was ridiculously boring without you.”

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hissingsyrian:

“How ever you desire.” Nasir kept voice soft, eyes straying to armored men at woman’s side. “I am not without ability to learn. Put blade in hand and see proof.”

Dany’s eyes followed his gaze to the Unsullied who guarded her, and she smiled. All of the Unsullied were looked up to with regard by the former slaves in Meereen, as they themselves had lived under collar and whip. 

“I have no doubt that you would prove yourself as spoken,” the queen replied, considering his offer. Beside her, she could see the expressions of both Ser Jorah and Ser Barristan--they appeared disbelieving. “By what name are you called?”

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dracoaquilonis:

Xerxes beamed under his mother praise and bit his lip. Though, he could not resist looking over the small blonde’s shoulder and raising his eye brows in a quick smirk before it faded and back to the look of complete adoration that was saved for his mother alone. “I–I like to think I do. Know your mind, that is.”

“No one knows it better,” she murmured just for him, a soft smile on her lips as she gazed up at her son before turning to glance at the others. “We shall end the audiences for today. I am hungry, as I am certain Xerxes is as well. Missandei? If you could please bring our meals to my private chambers when you have a moment?”

“Of course, your Grace,” Missandei replied, inclining her head and leaving to make her way to the kitchens.

Clutching the beautiful dragon in her hand, Dany turned back to Xerxes. “Come. Help me find a suitable place to display your gift to me.”

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“Handing chain and collar from one hand to next does not give feelings of safety.” 

“You mistake my intentions. I hold no chains nor collars. I have freed hundreds of thousands of slaves in Slaver’s Bay, and will continue to do so until every man, woman and child in Essos is free. As you are free, to leave here as you wish.”

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“Depends on amount of wine in stomach. I seem to be running out.”

“Well, we certainly cannot have that now, can we?” Dany glanced at Missandei, the mixture of frustration and amusement evident in her gaze before she nodded. Missandei quickly moved to refill the gladiator’s cup before returning to the queen’s side. 

“Better?” Dany asked.

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exiiledknight:

“Teaching them might not be easier but kind-hearted for sure, Khaleesi.” The knight almost smiled touched by the gestures she meant to have with those she had adopted. Yet, her ideals were far from accomplishment under their current circumstances. “But our resources are scarce, and these lands are not fertile enough for sustenance. The meereenese took care of that long before we arrived.”

Dany pursed her lips at the words of caution from her loyal bear. She knew that his words were true, and unfortunately, while she was a queen, she was not precisely a very wealthy queen. She had an army and experienced advisers and close friends, and no money and no one among them who could claim any experience running a kingdom. As confidant as she often felt, Dany fully knew she had only the oft-heard teachings provided to her brother when they were children to base her own experience on.

“What about irrigation?” She knew little about such matters, or even how to go about making such a things happen, but she knew enough to ask. “Surely there is someone within this city knowledgeable in such matters?”