It is Known

Independent Irri. Selective; Multiverse and Multiship; Book based, show friendly; Mun and Muse are both 18+

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I want to ship

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Irri did not bother to hide her amusement at the boy’s reluctance. He was afraid of her-- well, perhaps not afraid, but aware that he was out of his element. It was not a demeanor that Irri saw often, especially not from a man. So she smiled and listened to him speak as she worked, head tilted to one side, taking a moment to translate the words of his strange language.

When she did, she was at first unsure of her accuracy. “Teach?” She repeated, eyes narrowing in thought. “You-- are not like the other one.” Not like Viserys. “What would you learn? I am-- not good at words. At languages. Ask Jhiqui for that. I could teach you of horses. Of riding.” She looked down at the carcass in her hands, and chuckled. “I could teach you to pluck chickens.”

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                    ❛———but this praise is quite ODD coming from you, Irri. You have only ever cared for the ways of OLD. Why do you like this dress so? ❜

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“It is--” Irri hesitated, looking down at the dress. “It is pretty, Khaleesi. Useless for riding. But-- we are not riding this day. So it is alright.”

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Irri found herself looking at the girl like she had just suggested she sprout wings from her temples and fly away.

“I am Dothraki.” She explained. “We all know how to ride. When I learned I was so young that I cannot remember my lessons now.”

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Seasick (Open)

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Irri blinked, wide-eyed, at her Khaleesi as she spoke of the so-called Black Dread. “Nothing that large can exist.” She said, rather defensively. “The stories must be wrong. It is too large.”

But the conversation shifted to the late Khal, and Irri pressed herself to Daenerys’ side, hoping she might find comfort in the presence of her friend. “The Khal cared for you, more than I have ever known him to care for anyone. He would have crossed the sea for you had you asked it, Khaleesi. Perhaps he would shun the Night Lands, too.”

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OOC: Busy this weekend

I’m going to be busy all weekend. I’ll get to replies and starters on Monday!

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supermegatrash:

The shorter you are the closer you are to hell

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his aunt was a QUEEN, a khaleesi, his uncle a KING (to be), but jon, he was still a bastard, a nobody to anyone who was thankful to whoever had spared his life this time. he made no ripples in their new home, making no complaints at the long rides, no saddle upon his horse to cushion the journey, but he wanted MORE than to be lost among his aunt’s people, he wanted to LEARN. Irri had never been far from Dany, tasked with teaching her the ways of the Dothraki, of her new husband. Timid as he was, Jon had never wished to interrupt their sessions, but finding her alone was a RARE occasion.

“Mathchomaroon”, he sputtered out clumsily, trying to grab her attention by speaking her tongue.

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Irri looked up from her work, plucking a chicken that would be the Khaleesi’s supper. The Khal’s strange new wife was adapting well-enough to life with the Dothraki-- better than Irri would have guessed for a soft woman raised in Essos-- but the taste of horse meat still disagreed with her.

Irri was quickly growing to like her Khaleesi, despite her odd quirks. She had grown to dislike the Khaleesi’s brother, a puffed-up little man who sneered at those who knew better than him. But this one... Irri had paid little mind to this one, quiet and subservient and never drawing attention to himself.

Hearing him speak-- or attempt to speak-- her language was a surprise. Irri smiled at his mumbled greeting, her amusement plain. “Athchomar chomakaan.” She replied, greeting him as he was-- respectful, but not Dothraki. “What do you want?”

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Seasick (Open)

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“Black Dread.” Irri murmured. “It’s a fitting title for him.” The largest of Daenerys’ dragons was... not Irri’s favorite. He was the most aggressive, the least predictable. Rhaegal and Viserion were pleasant by comparison.

“I do, Khaleesi.” Irri nodded. She was still exhausted, her abdominal muscles sore from retching. But the nausea was lessened significantly. “The Greyjoy woman’s dragon piss worked.”

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Starter Call

Like for a starter. I will probably message you with a plot suggestion. If you have something specific in mind, lemme know.

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Seasick (Open)

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Irri nodded in agreement, as if she was agreeing with a statement made about the weather. It was sunny outside. It rained the other day. Daenerys Stormborn was going to melt the Iron Throne.

“It will be easy. Dragonfire can melt anything, it is known.” She pauses. “It WILL be known, at least. When they meet your dragons.”

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Reblog if your muse is a lil shit

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                            death doesn’t discriminate between the sinners  — 

                                              —  And the saints!           

                                               It takes and it takes and it takes

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Ranting about Dany and Irri

Basically: they bi

Like there are people who say that they’re both straight women who have sex with each other because of no male options, but... No? Like even if Dany felt like she couldn’t trust any of the men in her life, if she felt zero sexual attraction to women she could have just picked some random dude to satisfy her, like Grey Worm, or one of the Dothraki men following her. Their loyalty was just as unquestionable as Irri’s.

And yeah, sure, the argument can be made that they prefer men, I’m just saying, you don’t have sex with your same-sex bff if you aren’t at least a little attracted to them sexually.

Now personally, I ship Dany and Irri mostly platonically-- they love each other dearly, but they aren’t in love with each other. They are best friends who bang sometimes. That is my headcanon, and you are free to disagree with that.

But folks who say that Dany and Irri are straight? Uhh..? Nnnno?

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