The Bright Sessions
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@idanazaldrizes
❝ A GIRL GULPING A WOMAN'S GRIEF. ❞ (..) - AEREA VELARYON, an independent, private, and selective original character for HBO'S HOUSE OF THE DRA.GON and GRRM'S FIRE AND BLO.OD. danced and lovingly burned by KIT.
🔥 DOC 🔥 INTEREST CHECKER 🔥 THREAD TRACKER 🔥 MEME TAG 🔥 PINT.EREST 🔥 GAEL TARGARYEN 🔥
(psd is Drama Queen by @argentangelhelps)
❝ YOU WEAR AN ANCESTOR'S FACE. YOU LOOK LIKE A WOMAN YOU'LL NEVER MEET. IN THE MIRROR, THERE ARE THOUSANDS OF YOU. AND IN THE BATH, WHEN YOU LOOK DOWN, SHE LOOKS BACK, SHAKING AND DEFORMING IN THE RIPPLES AS SHE LIES BENEATH THE SURFACE. ❞ - (..) FREEWILLDS, an independent, private and selective multimuse for fantasy based muses, featuring AEREA VELARYON and GAEL TARGARYEN, from HBO'S HOUSE OF THE DRAGON / GRRM's FIRE&BLOOD. loved wild and free by KIT.
catch aerea on @freewillds !
okie okie
move aerea (and gael) to the multi
keep them here
kit option
debating moving aerea and gael to the multi to see if somewhere new sparks joy
"Oh my sweet Aerea." Rhaena says reaching out to gently touch Aerea on the cheek. She wished desperatley that she could take away the pain that this brought her dear Aerea. It had the whole family so deep into sorrow no one knew what to do or how to react. This could easily be the start of a war but the Queen was gone so nothing had started. Her father wagged his tongue started plans but nothing was certain until Rhaenyra uttered those words. She knew once that happened it would be chaos.
She reaches out putting her arms aroudn Aerea and holding her close. "Shhh." She whispers softly her lips pressed to the top of Aerea's head. She just holds her soothingly rubbing her back as words eveade Rhaena. All she wants is to say the right thing to express how she feels and let her know she's not alone. Still she opens her mouth and nothing comes out. So she instead settles on one more kiss before closing her eyes.
SHE CANNOT STAND THE THOUGHT THAT THERE MAY BE MORE LOSS YET TO COME. She has already lost fathers a plenty, the other half of her soul. Who will be next? Jace? Seafyre? Her mother? Who, at this very moment, combs the sea for any sign of what remains of Luke and refuses all attempts at rest? (Anything could happen to her and they would be none the wiser and-)
"Jace does not even know." She crumples into Rhaena's arms, her own clinging tight like a sailor in a storm. Had he felt it? His world shifting as another pillar vanished into the ether? Or is he painfully unaware to the devastation that awaits his return.
"Luke only wielded that knife in his defense, this will break him." Like it has broken the rest of them.
@lcveblossomed
okie, aerea revival soon
ASTROLOGICAL HEADCANON MEME.
some various character analysis questions based off of space &&. the bodies that inhabit it. feel free to edit as you see fit.
[ MERCURY ] is your muse good at communication ? can they hold a proper conversation, or are they always finding an excuse to avoid small talk ?
[ VENUS ] how does your muse handle love ? do they believe themself to be deserving of it, and how capable are they of loving others ?
[ EARTH ] how grounded is your muse ? are they logical and straightforward, or are do they always have their head in the clouds ?
[ MARS ] when your muse gets angry, how does it show ? do they know how to control it, or do they let it consume them ?
[ JUPITER ] how does your muse see morality ? what do the words good and evil mean to them ?
[ SATURN ] is your muse all work and no play ? do they let responsibility consume them, or do they allow themselves breaks from time to time ?
[ URANUS ] can your muse handle change ? do they accept it with open arms, or will they try anything they can to make sure things say the same ?
[ NEPTUNE ] does your muse dream frequently ? if they do, what kind of dreams (or nightmares) do they have ?
[ PLUTO ] what is your muse's relationship with individuality ? do they feel that they need permission to be themself ?
[ CERES ] does your muse take care of themself ? do they neglect their needs to put others first ?
[ PALLAS ] how perceptive is your muse ? can they pick up on things other people don't ?
[ CHIRON ] what does your muse do to cope ? are their coping mechanisms healthy, or do they lean into bad habits to get through tough times ?
my pc has finally stopped acting like a nervous horse about to put itself down so i might actually get to write tonight
"skoro syt issi ao mundagon?" (why are you sad?) Vermax had stumbled upon her rider's sister on accident, she seemed to be hiding away from the others. "iksis ziry aōha lēkia? ēza ziry issare nūmāzma?" (is it your brother? has he been mean?)
@idanazaldrizes clicked the heart for a starter from she-dragon au Vermax
SHE HAD TAKEN TO SLEEPING IN SEAFYRE'S CAVE WHEN SHE COULD, TO THE ETERNAL VEXATION OF HER MOTHER AND THE KINGSGUARD. But so much had changed in the weeks following Joffrey's birth; the pain, and losses, and revelations, mũna had married the man she seemingly always longed for, and Aerea could not help but wish it had been another. (Not at Kepa's expense, never. But if death and loss had to follow, why could it not have been who they longed for?)
"nyke bōsa syt Kepa. se Ser Harwin." I miss father. and Ser Harwin. But in truth, the two were not so different, were they? One, they were permitted to call father in whichever tongue they wished, while the other... "Gaomas Jace gīmigon?" Does Jace know?
@sedarilaros x
Advice came from all different directions and Jace was doing his best to take it and apply it to his plans but it wasn't as easy as it seemed. Jacaerys was exhausted and the stress was building in his neck and spine. Sleep sounded wondered but even when he lay down in his bed there were still so many thoughts swarming in his head and he couldn't stop them. Every scenario would play in his mind when he closed his eyes. Some of good but most of the time they were bad. They would lead into his nightmares and he would wake up in a cold sweat trying to gather himself before just sitting up against the headboard and staring into the darkness before trying to sleep once more. "I will sleep later, don't fret." He half promised before running a hand through his curls and sighing. The days felt as if they would never end. Jacaerys felt pulled in every direction and all he wanted was to rest but it wasn't coming anymore. It never did now. He could only imagine how his mother and the others felt. Everything felt as if it was on his shoulders and one moment of weakness would ruin it all. All the hard work they had done to get to this point. "Have you been resting?"
HE IS RUNNING HIMSELF INTO THE GROUND AND THINKS SHE DOES NOT NOTICE. War is a heavy cloak on all of their shoulders, none more so than Jacaerys, newly named Prince of Dragonstone. (Mother would sooner see him safe and protected than go to battle for their claim and Jace will never forgive himself for the suggestion that lead to Luke’s murder.)
”I will rest when you do, lēkia.” She cannot bring herself to rest easy while the Kinslayer yet lives, when there remain so much uncertainty for the future and their mother’s reign. There have already been swords and traitor Kingsguard sent in the night to their mother’s chambers, their home is no longer as safe as they had assumed. (She does not allow herself to rest outside of Seafyre’s cave without fear, has already been scolded by those who stayed loyal to their true queen’s cause of her habit to sleep outside her mother’s chambers.)
”but I fear that may be a long time yet.”
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— Jihyun Yun, from "The Leaving Season," Some Are Always Hungry
no bc i'm still hung up on this post and how oc's are expected to deliver more background information than anyone else and i'm here to once again emphasize how crucial interaction and engagement is to their own development both for the character and the writer behind them.
canon characters have the luxury of appearing "more fleshed out" / "self-explanatory" simply because we've witnessed them interact with other characters on screen. oc's don't get to have that when they are first created.
oc's start from scratch. and they can only build themselves based on the way they relate to others. it's literally how humans work.
so, you want to know more about oc's? engage. how? lemme give you some tips based on practices i've applied myself (feel free to reblog and add more):
read their headcanons: most oc's will provide important info there
ask the writer about their headcanons: found a headcanon intriguing? ask for details (e.g. if they mention they have a special item in them at all times, ask what it looks like, what for, its significance). this helps motivate writers to uncover new information about their own character.
ask the character about their headcanons: let the muse explain themselves and see how they behave about something personal, for example.
read their stats: pets? scars? tattoos? anything visible that can be commented on? point it out to the muse and comment on it.
send memes/questions: your best chance is when you see them reblog them so you don't have to come up with anything yourself.
relate them to your muse: does your muse like rock music? ask the character or the writer if they like rock music too.
note: this list isn't exhaustive. it's simply a couple examples from first-hand experience. it also applies to all muses (canon or oc), but needless to say, this post is specifically about oc's, hence the focus on them.
@idanazaldrizes
'doesn't she look so much like rhaena?' luke hummed, swaying gently with his newborn daughter in his arms. his fourth child had come into the world just days ago and luke had already come to adore the little girl. fatherhood had suited him just as motherhood had suited his wife. they both took great joy in the little family they had reared on driftmark. luke had sent word to his siblings about the birth of his daughter and it was no surprised that it was aerea who arrived first.
'more so than rhaenys did when she was born.' he mused, referencing his eldest child, 'they're all quite taken with her. though i think rhaenys is happiest. she's not out numbered anymore.' he laughed. it was strange in a way to feel so utterly joyful. the bloodshed of the dance was far behind them but still the memories crept back. in another life, luke died there above shipbreaker bay. he knew how blessed he was to be here now, showing his newborn daughter to his sister. he thanked the god everyday for seeing him to this moment.
'you want to hold her. you'd be the first one after her mother and i.' he spoke softly as to not wake the sleeping girl, 'do not tell visenya. rhaena promised her she could hold her first this time. it can be our little secret.' he placed the babe in his sister's arm, then took a step back, 'would you like to know her name? rhaena and i discussed for hours what she should be called.' he looked from the babe, then to his sister, 'we've named her aerea.'
SHE HAD MOUNTED SEAFYRE AND TOOK TO THE SKIES THE SECOND HIS RAVEN HAD ARRIVED, AN IMPATIENT THRUMMING IN HER BONES. Aerea would always maintain in public that she held no favourites amongst her brothers’ children but it is plain for anyone who knows her well enough that she adores all of Luke’s children more so. (Not that she would ever be cruel enough to make it obvious for the children.)
“Our Rhaena has crafted her perfect double, it seems. Poor Baela has been replaced.” She brushes a careful finger across soft cheeks, admiring her newest niece, taking in her little features with eager eyes. Baela will love her littlest niece as well, of that Aerea has no doubt, but perhaps this will spur her and Jace on to create little daughters of their own to add to the family tree.
“That I can sympathise with. You know I love you and Jace dearly but it was a great relief to no longer be mũna’s only daughter.” And there will always be a special place in her heart for Aemma, the first sister of her blood. For her and Joffrey both, who freed her from her position of youngest, even with all the uncertainty that followed their birth. (She would not trade them for the entire world.)
”My lips are sealed, as always.” She takes her littlest niece in arms, gladly, so precious and oh, so loved for one so small but she deserved no less. She may have no grandfather’s left to spoil her as owed but she is the granddaughter of the Queen of the Seven Kingdoms and there is nothing Rhaenyra Targaryen would not give for her own.
“Truly, Luke? It is an honor.”
