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im gonna go apeshit using these thanks

#OH MY GOD #IM?#THANK U MA'AM THANK U MA'AM #OOC. : THE POISONOUS CUNT.#TBD.#DO NOT REBLOG.#scopo /

Elsa Hosk for Philipp Plein SS18

#i reblogged this before but HOLY FUCK #VIS. : UNCONQUERABLE. AUSTERE. COLD AS THE MOON.

❛ YOU SAT THE THRONE because you sat dragons as well. i wasn’t given a dragon. i was given sisters who sneered at me, & a mother who despised my very being until all her other precious children were dead & i seemed less like a monster in comparison. but you see . . . i’m still a monster, & if she were still alive, & i had a dragon as fierce as the black dread, I WOULD BURN HER FIRST. — i don’t want a throne, i want ash. i want my father’s head. ❜

❛ YOU’LL SIT A DRAGON, & you’ll sit the throne. i’ll tame one as wild & brave as you, it’ll put balerion’s name to shame, and you shall learn to ride it from the best. rhaenys would have no qualms teaching you, i am sure. ❜ a flame takes to the pale of violets vitreous, sharp as darksister if not worse, a darkness swallows her, the ground beneath her feet shake with the terror gurgling as real as a winged beast within her breast. ❛ my fool of a father let my usurper brother take two wives, as if he was the only heir and us naught but his playthings. — he raped me, he claimed my victories as his, he claimed my son. he took my sister. —— he ruined my sister. had i not been a monster, he’d been the one alive. — be a monster. your father’s head shall be my crowning gift to you. ❜

#crastamere #V. : WHEN THE SUN SETS YOUR LINE SHALL END.#um............#rape mention /#also #dude stop talking abt rhae we get it you love your sister and you are proud OMG OK STOP

❛ FIRE & BLOOD DIED WITH YOU half a millennia ago, when dragons were still conquerors. my father was a weakling & it seemed every predecessor from aegon’s line was the same. its my sons who hold a claim— when has a woman ever sat the throne herself, & why would they want us to ? — rage is all we’re good for, rage & fire & disarray. they’ve made certain of that. ❜

❛ I WANT YOU ON THE THRONE. i have lain to sleep, though we are awakened all the same. i won’t have the throne i’ve built out of blood, mine & the precious blood of mine, sat by disgusting leeches. ---- i sat the throne. rhaenys sat the throne. would i allow aegon one breath more had it not been for fear for my sister ? --- women rule. rage rules. men pretend. --- burn them, saera. have them beg, but don’t spare. what would any meagre vermin have against true dragonfire ? ❜

#crastamere #V. : WHEN THE SUN SETS YOUR LINE SHALL END.#did that bitch just say I WANT U ON THE THRONE #....i-

❛ MY FATHER WAS NEVER FOND OF TARGARYENS, though no one ever really was— it’s safe to say he wasn’t very pleased when i took an interest in the history . . . i even studied valyrian, however briefly. ❜ a glare amidst the darkness, though friendlier than any cast beneath the throne. ❛ — i take you at your word, as any warrior. nevertheless, i’ve caught a few phrases here & there, some more . . . unsavory than others. though in truth, my sister & i have shared a few of our own. tension is to be expected; light banter, i’ve found, alleviates even the most sour situations. ❜

❛ WOULDN’T I KNOW, WITH YOU blabbering about my scar two days after meeting me ? ---- i’m at peace you’ve heard the same things i say to your face in valyrian too, then. ❜ her grin spreads honey - butter, pale violets gleam hungry flames, though his skin they wash as friendly as his glare. ❛ am i to be humbled to have a man recognise i’m a warrior ? — i’ve killed men thrice as much you could in a thousand lifetimes. don’t treat anything of mine as you would ANY OTHER. ❜ softness & lightness never spoken of in her stories purrs in the cadence of her tone shaking the candlelight, and a snort, as graceful as it comes, bursts free through her lips. ❛ oh, you bastard --- have you met lady shiera, yet ? could have written a book twice your size just with the amount of times your sister so graciously called us whores. she does have such light banter. i thoroughly enjoy her. ❜

#wihtcloak #V. : WHEN THE SUN SETS YOUR LINE SHALL END.#slurs /#ask to tag /#LMFAO GET RECKED

u’ve heard this story on shiera but visenya is also a black magic sorceress xo

#obvi not like shiera is #but yanno! hehe!#jsyk ALL targaryen women are inherently tied to magic #yup #ok bye #tbd.#do not reblog.

heireating

BOOK STARTERS VOL.57 THE SHINING STEPHEN KING

❛ Sometimes human places create inhuman monsters. ❜

❛ I’m not gonna hurt ya. I’m just going to bash your brains in. ❜

❛ Monsters are real. Ghosts are too. They live inside of us, and sometimes, they win. ❜

❛ The world’s a hard place. It doesn’t care. It doesn’t hate you and me, but it doesn’t love us, either. ❜

❛ The tears that heal are also the tears that scald and scourge. ❜

❛ Pull your act together and just go on. ❜

❛ I had never dreamed there could be so much pain in a life when there is nothing physically wrong. I hurt all the time. ❜

❛ Tough old world, baby. If you’re not bolted together tightly, you’re gonna shake, rattle, and roll before you turn thirty. ❜

❛ Are you sure self-pity is a luxury you can afford? ❜

❛ Truth comes out. In the end it always comes out. ❜

❛ Living by your wits is always knowing where the wasps are. ❜

❛ No matter where you go, the same asshole gets off the plane. ❜

❛ We sometimes need to create unreal monsters and bogies to stand in for all the things we fear in our real lives. ❜

❛ That’s your job in this hard world, to keep your love alive and see that you get on, no matter what. ❜

❛ Human nature, baby. Grab it and growl. ❜

❛ God wiped snot out of his nose and that was you. ❜

❛ Run away. Quick. And remember how much I love you. ❜

❛ How many times, over how many years, have I—a grown adult—asked for the mercy of another chance? ❜

❛ I was suddenly so sick of myself, so revolted. ❜

❛ You listen to me. I’m going to talk to you about it this once and never again this same way. ❜

❛ But those pieces, they’ll never fit just the same way again. Never in this world. ❜

❛ Dying is a part of living. You have to keep tuning in to that if you expect to be a whole person. ❜

❛ Officious little prick. ❜

❛ I’ve been sleepwalking again, my dear. — The plants are moving under the rug. ❜

❛ How I wish you were fear. ❜

❛ But it was a dreadful kind of curiosity, the kind that makes you peek through your fingers during the scariest parts of a scary movie. ❜

❛ All we have is time, you know. An eternity of time. Or shall we end it? Might as well. After all, we’re missing the party. ❜

❛ We all remember our pleasant dreams more clearly than the scary ones. ❜

❛ The way things should be and the way things are hardly ever get together. ❜

❛ Got to be regular if you want to be happy. ❜

#send someeeeeeeeeeee #INQ. : DO YOU FINALLY FEEL DIVINE?

❛ DOES IT NOT MAKE YOU uncomfortable to never understand a word we are saying ? a man of wits would at least try to learn some valyrian. how do you know we aren’t plotting your gruesome slaying ? too busy pitying yourself to worry for your life ? ❜

#wihtcloak #V. : WHEN THE SUN SETS YOUR LINE SHALL END.#:***

❛ IT’S NOT OF SURPRISE that you wouldn’t care to return to usurpers & weaklings. though ---- you are the blood of the dragon, you must take the throne, the claim is yours. take your revenge. ----- urnēptre zirȳ perzys ānogār, saera. --- nyke'll tame iā zaldrīzes syt ao. ❜

#crastamere #i-#show them fire and blood. i’ll tame a dragon for you.#like.....UH.#LADY STOP #V. : WHEN THE SUN SETS YOUR LINE SHALL END.

❛ A THRONE WITH NO TRUE KING . . . the kingdoms will collapse beneath aegon’s poor & feeble hand. ❜ amusement blisters into something sorry, a longing beyond longing. ❛ — what will become of sweet aenys, you think ? will aegon treat him fairly ? ❜

HER GLEAMING JOY BLOOMS AS A SMILE on her face rarely as it does, though it withers too, just as quickly as sorrow buries her heart alive. nothing but harshness comes from queen visenya. the truth like - so. ❛ no. --- i don’t think he will treat him fairly, rhae. he thinks him weak. --- he is weak. ❜ she lifts with the grace of a swan, the deadly dragon, lean fingers brush against sister’s shoulder as she passes by, like thin sand. ❛ but he is his heir no less. he will be safe, surely. ❜ meraxes’ iridescent scales of crushed pearl glide under her hand, as pure & comely as her rider, it bleeds serenity into her breast. ❛ was she wounded ? who took care of it ? ❜ her head barely turns, violet ices fixing upon their mirrors as wind dances through her sheer black skirts & beaming silver locks let loose. ❛ she seems happy to have vhagar back. ❜

#crastamere #V. : WHEN THE SUN SETS YOUR LINE SHALL END.#actually this is an au im aware but we'll pretend ok bye

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I praise what is truly alive, what longs to be burned to death.

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, from The Holy Longing (via violentwavesofemotion)

#MS. : WHAT LONGS TO BE BURNED TO DEATH.

❛ I AM NOT RETURNING. i came to stay. they’ll look for awhile, then give up. given i’m a woman, it won’t last long. with vhagar gone, aegon will think i’ve went west of westeros. ❜

#fyrblod #V. : WHEN THE SUN SETS YOUR LINE SHALL END.#T. : BC.#hi :)

bebemoon

alexander mcqueen rtw spring 2o16

#AES. : I AM THE SOUL-BURNING FIRE.

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i’m gonna baptize this blog w my very first rant and here’s how it goes: i’m fucking TIIIIIRED of the fanon that rhaenys was purely a sexual being who lured noblemen into her bed for political advantage and had no proclivity for warfare, and that visenya was the half-mad stone cold battlewoman, AND how those assumptions ignore what has been canonically recognized in the dynamics of the conquerors. rhaenys rode meraxes twice as often as her dragonrider siblings rode theirs, likely meaning that she’s far more tame and much more a hazard from the sky as a quick and fluid means of mass destruction; whereas in visenya’s case, though she undoubtedly shares a similar bond to her sire, she’s noted for her swift and powerful abilities with a sword, and while vhagar does possess hotter dragonflame than her sister, her and her mount would be far more dangerous in a close proximity. so while the sisters and their dragons DO have their undeniable strengths, they were tasked with seizing territories separately, and did so with equal success. reducing both of their characters into misogynistic tropes of only one (1) woman is allowed to be a fierce warrior while the other must submit to being demure and naive is exactly why people overlook aegon’s predatory nature towards rhaenys and misogynystic / lesbophobic coded treatment of visenya. tldr; both visenya and rhaenys targaryen were CONQUERORS in their own right and aegon targaryen wasn’t shit!

#META. : I BURN CONSUMED; AND RESURRECT HALF-SLAIN.#oh shit!

dykgon

WE WILL COME AGAIN, PRINCESS AND THE NEXT TIME WE SHALL COME WITH FIRE AND BLOOD. rhaenys targaryen : 1/? PERSONALS DO NOT REBLOG.

#QUEEN. : MISTRESS OF GRIEF.#oh shit #maybe i did Something with that psd!#maybe kern did Something with this Edit!#maybe rhaenys targaryen can Kill me!

❛ THE THRONE IS ONLY A CHAIR. a chair made to bolster aegon’s arrogance. you & i both knew it. — she’s a targaryen, the blood of old valyria. they’ve forgotten what that means, vis. she should show them FIRE & BLOOD . . . see if she still needs a throne then. ❜

STUBBORN CANDLELIGHT, HER GRIN COMES TO FLICKER up the edge of plump lips as they pull, bow - like, and comes to swallow whole the dragon - blood, a lustre bloodcurdling, it burns through the pallid violets she aims the sharp of at their mirrors, and violent, it consumes. ❛ fire & blood. --- they seem to have forgot, don’t they ? ❜ nostrils flare, grin grows almost fanged before it dims down to a veloured smile, human, rather than winged & fire - lush. ❛ you’ll come with me, then ? find her where she is and teach her our ways. ❜

#fyrblod #V. : WHEN THE SUN SETS YOUR LINE SHALL END.#T. : ACOK.#um. she snapped but like for real snapped as in lost it

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…and feel within me uprush some wilder, darker violence,

Virginia Woolf, from The Complete Works; “The Waves,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

#MS. : WHAT LONGS TO BE BURNED TO DEATH.

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