MISERY ,

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#MYSARIED: a semi - selective multimuse blog of hbo's house of the dragon. featuring --- lady mysaria, alicent hightower & more. written by #𝑫͟𝑨͟𝑵͟𝑨.

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⋆｡°✩ i lied to you / @luckhissoul​​

that is what renders her speechless. a gasp leaving her lips as she's trying her best not to fall apart, as she's trying to keep a tight composure. she feels her words caught inside of her throat, as if she were getting stabbed -- and it scares her. mysaria's studying the other, wondering what to say, how to say it, although, it feels like her heart is sinking, it's breaking into many different pieces and try as she might, but she can't fix it.

" . . and what have you lied to me about? " she asks, voice lowered into a whisper as she keeps her gaze away, attempting to hide her shaky figure, of planning what to do -- of not wanting to show how weak she has become, due to words. " may as well be honest with me since it is honesty hour, is it not? "

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⋆｡°✩ ❛ don’t let yourself get killed for… for pride. i’ve seen it kill too many folk. ❜ / @luckhissoul​​

gaze tightening on the other, shaking her head at his words, thinking something smart to say. alicent debates, silently, in her head -- pride. pride is something she has been built off of, it is something that she has taught her children, of all things. although, pride seems to be the one thing that's causing her family, her life to fall apart at the seams. and she feels foolish, although, not showing it -- as she needs to show that she is the mere backbone of it all, she laughs, causing herself to break her strong-willed character in front of the man.

" and what do you know about me, someone who has done everything according to laws, books -- pride, " she breathes out, feeling her heart beat against her chest, hand over it as if she were attempting to steady it. to stop herself from saying any other words that may cause her to step out of line. it wouldn't be very . . . smart of her to do so, not in her eyes. " i've done what i can to ensure that my family, my children are a staple into our history. "

[zobriehura]

perhaps she should have chosen her words more carefully , the princess thought . she wanted to be of use , to someone , to something greater than herself . helaena wanted to be more than a means to the end of furthering the tagaryen line . 

she had never stopped to consider why she wanted power . was it not the most human urge to have control over oneself ? to have some say in the happenings of one’s life ? in truth , it was her station that gave her the free time to ruminate about such things as power and freedom . she had the time to sit around stitching while thinking . 

❝ it is a means to an end , ❞ she began to explain , ❝ to change things one must have the power and influence to do so . ❞ what exactly did she want to change ? the visions she saw of the future were hazy at best , making sense only after the events have happened . she wanted the ability to more clearly see the future . she wanted to prevent pain and suffering where she could , first within her family and then outside of it .

❝ what do you want ? ❞ helaena asked ,  ❝ is power or something else ? ❞

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the woman reigns curious, with a softened hum leaving her lips, studying the princess. if she has everything she could ever want, then why is it so -- important that she feels the way others do? the way that the rest of her family members do. mysaria's never gathered that, of course. if one is raised in the fairest of families, has everyone wrapped around their fingers : then why come to someone that isn't . . . quite associated with that?

would it be freedom that the princess craves? the one thing that she yearns, dreams of : the one thing that's kept her doing what she's doing, for the longest time. there is nothing but this shortened chuckle leaving her lips, shake of her head as she's letting out this very contemplative sigh, lower lip tucked right between her teeth, thinking of the very words to tell the other, to give her some hope, at least. if that's even fair of her to do.

" a means to an end, my princess, " she quips, feeling strings of doubt in her words before she sucks in a breath, wondering what would be the right things to say to someone that's royalty. someone who lives in the castle, however, she bites her tongue for a moment, eyes glancing down before she sets her gaze on the other once again, fingers drumming together. " and what would you do with power? " she asks, brows arch in the utmost curiosity, somewhat leaning in to hear her words -- taking another moment, to think. fully, even she wonders what would she do if she had it, if she could take the pain away from others that were in her shoes, the kids from flea bottom. it's another thing to give power, to show someone what they could do with it, and it's one thing to have it for oneself, to see how it feels to have the world on their shoulders.

" . . . i'd rather not disclose what i want, princess helaena. " it's nothing she can control. it's nothing that anyone could give to her without a price, in fact. " it is nothing but a dream one could have. "

[mysaried]

hello, my loves! i will be going on a trip saturday morning, however, i will not bring my laptop along. if you'd like to plot, keep in touch, you're more than welcome to ask for my discord!

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⋆｡°✩ ❛ we’re more ghosts than people. ❜ / @dreamtprophecy​​

“ quite a pain, isn’t it? ” question looms in the air as the woman is looking over at the princess with a lightened smile, knowing exactly how she feels. to be – on the outside, merely peering in on what’s going on. to be passed along, the sidelines as everyone’s having their turn. “ as everyone’s having fun, doing whatever they’re doing to arrange for things, ” mysaria speaks, hoping she isn’t stepping on toes, perhaps, only saying what she feels. “ tell me, princess helaena, what makes you feel like a ghost? ” head tilts, along with lips curling into a shortened smile, shuffling close to the clairvoyant – humming softly.

[zobriehura]

helaena nodded along , listening to the woman known as the white worm. her words struck the princess with a feeling of understand . something which she felt all too rarely. 

❝ i can see the world moving around me , i know what will happen next ,  ❞ she paused “but there is nothing i can do to stop it .  ❞ she saw death, and pain, and suffering . at times she wished that she could rid herself of her gift. perhaps she could have been a normal girl were she not a dreamer. 

 ❝ can you teach me how to be like you ?  ❞ she wondered aloud, letting herself hope that she could be more than the tortured girl in the tower.  ❝ to take power and change things .  ❞ helaena targaryen was someone no would suspect of being a spy . 

[mysaried]

the pain she feels, once the girl is speaking about her own troubles -- it makes her sigh, wonder what goes through her head. perhaps, it is the weight of royalty on her shoulders, nonetheless, she will never know. as she tries not to associate her being with them, the ones up there.

" all the world does is move around, dearest princess. " she carries on with a soft sigh, looking down at her hands, contemplating various words of comfort, deciding on which ones would sound most -- appropriate to say to someone of such value. " i do sympathize, truly. because . . sometimes i wish i could stop the things i do, " however, not exactly similar, but a softened chuckle leaves her lips, meeting her gaze again.

tight lipped, head tilting to the side, brows raised, thinking as to why she would want that. to be like her -- to take control. " and why would you want that? " it leads to nothing but pain, hatred, anger for no one except for herself. " power. doesn't your family thrive off that? everyone wants it, yet, it comes and goes. "

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⋆｡°✩ @driftmarksnake​ ,

" may we meet again. " the white worm speaks, as she takes a glance over at the man, with a crooked smile forming along her lips, wondering if her words were truly appropriate to say to someone such as himself, lord corlys velaryon. she can feel this familiar lump in her throat, residing there, contemplating her fair words -- as she glances away for a moment, chewing down on her lower lip. " how are things, lord velaryon? i trust it is spectacular, from head to toe. "

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⋆｡°✩ ❛ we’re more ghosts than people. ❜ / @dreamtprophecy​​

" quite a pain, isn't it? " question looms in the air as the woman is looking over at the princess with a lightened smile, knowing exactly how she feels. to be -- on the outside, merely peering in on what's going on. to be passed along, the sidelines as everyone's having their turn. " as everyone's having fun, doing whatever they're doing to arrange for things, " mysaria speaks, hoping she isn't stepping on toes, perhaps, only saying what she feels. " tell me, princess helaena, what makes you feel like a ghost? " head tilts, along with lips curling into a shortened smile, shuffling close to the clairvoyant -- humming softly.

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since mysaria is the only one i have icons for at the moment, like this for a starter from her!

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i might be away at the moment, but feel free to send me memes!

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘  𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃  𝐎𝐅  𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆.   (  nsfw  !  in  honor  of  sinday,  have  another  random  assortment  of  sexual  sentences  and  actions.  sidenote,  your  muse  =  sender  and  my  muse  =  receiver.  add  *  to  reverse  the  action.  feel  free  to  adjust  to  better  fit  your  muses. )

❛  i can’t stop thinking about you.  ❜ ❛  i’m gonna make you scream my name.  ❜ ❛  you won’t be able to walk straight after i’m done with you.  ❜ ❛  you like it when i talk dirty to you, don’t you ?  ❜ ❛  i’m planning to turn you into a dripping mess.  ❜ ❛  you make me so horny i can’t think straight.  ❜ ❛  i’ve been thinking about bending you over that table and just having my way with you.  ❜ ❛  you’ve been a bad girl / boy, and deserve a punishment.  ❜ ❛  you’re gonna come for me later ?  ❜ ❛  i’ve been touching myself to the throught of what you’re gonna do to me.  ❜ ❛  you’re gonna be a good girl / boy ?  ❜ ❛  i want you to take control.  ❜ ❛  you didn’t think i’d just let you get away with all this teasing, right ?  ❜ ❛  if there weren’t so many people watching us, i’d already be on my knees in front of you.  ❜ ❛  i’ve got a suprise planned for you later.  ❜ ❛  tonight is gonna be all about you.  ❜ ❛  i’m wearing some nice new lingerie for you.  ❜ ❛  do you see how hard / wet you’ve already made me ?  ❜ ❛  your moans are music to my ears.  ❜ ❛  i don’t normally do this, but you bring out this craziness in me.  ❜

[ PALM ] ― your muse palms my muse’s penis / breasts through their clothes. [ NIBBLE ] ― your muse gently nibbles on my muse’s earlobe. [ SEDUCTION ] ― my muse whispers dirty nothings into their ear. [ FRENCH KISS ] ― your muse kisses my muse with tongue. [ WATCH ] ― my muse starts to masturbate in front of your muse. [ CLOTHES OFF ] ― your muse helps my muse undress. [ WALL ] ― your muse pins my muse against the closest wall. [ GRIND ] ― your muse teasingly grinds against my muse. [ SEXTING ] ― my muse sends your muse a dirty text / picture. [ VIBRATION ] ― your muse controls a sextoy my muse has inside of them. [ MASSAGE ] ― my muse gives your my a sensual massage. [ BLINDFOLD ] ― my muse makes your muse wear a blindfold. [ FLASH ] ― my muse ‘accidentally’ flashes your muse. [ SUCK ] ― your muse sucks on a banana / lollipop in front of my muse. [ STRIP ] ― my muse gives your muse a strip tease. [ DANCE ] ― my muse dances seductively for your muse. [ TIES ] ― my muse ties your muse down on the bed. [ SPANKING ] ― your muse spanks my muses’ ass. [ PORN ] ― our muses watch a dirty movie together. [ LAP ] ― my muse sits on your muses’ lap and teases them.

[mysaried]

i shall be around after the episode tonight!

[soulprompts]

“𝙄  𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀  𝙔𝙊𝙐”  𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙈𝙋𝙏𝙎.  (N.𝙎𝙁.𝙒 𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙄𝙊𝙉.)

idk how to describe the exact thought process that led me to this idea, but basically i was watching a tonne of ins.tagram videos and i think i had hit the fourth video in a row using that interview where it’s like “love ya, bye.” “love ya…………..PFFT–” and i was like. in a way, that’s actually completely adorable, and i was thinking about all the different ways and contexts in which people say “i love you”, and now i’m here to make it everyone else’s problem! so bon appetit! DO NOT ADD TO THIS LIST!! i will add to it in the future!! i already made a sfw (safe for work) version that can be found in the post before this one, but i promised u a spicy option, so here u go, here’s an ns/fw version ( aka DO NOT INTERACT WITH THIS IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF EIGHTEEN!! ), w spicy prompts that can be found at the bottom of the list, and remember, if you add to the list i will curse ur shoes to be squeaky 24/7. so just don’t add anything to the list, okay my loves? okay. enjoy!

[  FIRST  ]:     sender tells the receiver “i love you” for the first time.

[  PHONE  ]:    during a phone call with the receiver, sender absently tells them “i love you” for the first time before hanging up.

[  MOUTH  ]:     while standing across a crowded room from one another, sender catches the receiver’s eye and mouths “i love you” to them.

[  WEDDING  ]:    as they prepare to exchange wedding vows, sender gazes at the receiver and says “i love you” for the last time as an unmarried couple.

[  HEAT  ]:     while engaged in a passionate argument with one another, sender, in the heat of the moment, blurts out “i love you!” to the receiver. ( think of like, that glorious trope where people have a huge argument and then suddenly sb drops the mic with “because i’m in love with you!” and silences the other person. u know the trope! )

[  SLOW  ]:     after resisting their feelings for one another for a very long time, sender finally breaks down and reveals to the receiver that they love them.

[  SAVED  ]:   having believed they were both about to die, the sender says “i love you” to the receiver, only for both of them to be spared at the last minute and left to process the not-so-final last words of the sender.

[  OVERHEARD  ]:     sender reveals that they’re in love with the receiver to a third party, not realizing that the receiver, while out of sight, has just overheard the confession.

[  CHOOSE  ]:     sender, realizing the receiver is about to make a huge life-changing decision (literally anything, accepting a job offer, accepting a marriage proposal, leaving the country, ANYTHING!) tells the receiver that they’re in love with them, leaving them to choose between the sender and their original path.

[  DECISION  ]:     sender finds the receiver just as they’re about to make a massive decision that will have massive consequences for the fate of many people, possibly the world. accepting their fate, sender allows the receiver to continue, telling them that they love them, and then waiting to see whether the receiver choose to save the world, or destroy it.  (for the hero/villain vibes bc we STAN THOSE VIBES! )

[  LAST  ]:    believing it to be their last chance to confess their feelings for the receiver, the sender tells them that they love them.

[  ASK  ]:     immediately after saying “i love you” to the receiver for the first time, the sender proceeds to propose to them.

[  BEDSIDE  ]:     while sitting by the sick/injured/unconscious receiver’s bedside, sender reveals that they’re in love with them, unaware that the receiver is able to hear this revelation.

[  TEXT  ]:     before concluding a text conversation, the sender delivers one more text to the receiver, reading “i love you”, before ending the conversation.

[  SACRIFICE  ]:    just before putting their own life in danger to protect, save, or help the receiver, the sender tells them that they love them, and then proceeds to risk their life in an intentional self-sacrificing way.

[  BATTLE  ]:     as they prepare to go on a dangerous mission, sender shares a final moment with the receiver, and tells them they love them, just as they head out to fight.

[  TRACE  ]:    sender, believing the receiver to be asleep, gently traces the message “i love you” on the receiver’s bare skin with their finger.

[  LETTER  ]:     sender delivers a letter to the receiver that reveals their deep love for the receiver.

[  PRIVATE  ]:    sender confesses their love for the receiver by using a private joke or shared story that only the two of them know.  ( example: “remember the day we went fishing on the lake and you fell into the water because you thought that leaf was a shark fin? that was the day i knew i loved you.”  )

[  NOTE  ]:     on their way out of the house, sender leaves a small note for the receiver to read when they wake up, reading “i love you”.

[  UNSPOKEN  ]:     after a third party (or the receiver themselves) asks if the sender is in love with the receiver, the sender goes silent, unwittingly admitting that they do love them in the process.

[  KISS  ]:     unable to find the right words to express how much they love the receiver, the sender impulsively catches them and pulls them in for a passionate, deep kiss.

[  RAIN  ]:     sender reveals their love for the receiver while they’re both standing outside in the pouring rain.

[  HUSH  ]:     sender whispers “i love you” to the receiver while they’re both in a situation or context where they need to be quiet.

[  UNCERTAIN  ]:     while pretending/acting/undercover, the sender says “i love you” to the receiver, but whether they meant it or not is left unknown.

[  DANCING  ]:    as they slow-dance together, the sender takes the opportunity to lean in close to the receiver and tell them that they love them.

[  QUIET  ]:    on a cozy night in with the receiver, as they curl up together on the sofa/in bed, the sender says “i love you” to them.

[  RELIEF  ]:    upon reuniting with the receiver, whom the sender briefly believed to be dead, the sender emotionally embraces them, and says “i love you” in the spur of the moment.

[  LAUGH  ]:    while laughing at a joke/prank/story that the receiver is humorously displaying, the sender fondly tells them that they love them.

[  OVER?  ]:     after a mutually reluctant (and unwanted but necessary) break-up, the sender calls/visits the receiver and tells them that they’re still in love with them.

[  VOICEMAIL  ]:    sender leaves a voicemail on the receiver’s phone after failing to get through to them, and reveals their love for them.

[  ASLEEP  ]:     sender, having climbed into bed to cuddle the receiver (who they believe to be asleep), tells them that they love them.

[  INCOHERENT  ]:     while sick/feverish/intoxicated/otherwise incoherent, the sender tells the receiver that they love them, leaving the receiver to figure out if they meant it or not.

[  TRUST  ]:      faced with an incredibly risky situation, the sender decides to accept whatever plan the receiver decides on, trusting them with both of their lives and telling them they love them in the process.

[  DURING  ]:      while having sex with the receiver, the sender tells them that they love them.

[  AFTER  ]:     after having spent the night before together, the sender wakens next to the receiver, and, gazing at them, tells them that they love them.

[  COMPLICATED  ]:      despite having a strictly no-strings-attached se.xual relationship with the receiver, the sender, having realized they’ve developed feelings for them along the way, tells them that they love them, at the risk of losing them entirely in the process.

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˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗ “ are you sure about this ? ” / @reiignonme​​

nothing except for a nod of her head as she's listening to his question, hand brushing upon his cheek as she leans in close -- so close, she can practically ghost her lips atop of hers, with not a single regret. " i have never been more sure about anything in my entire life before, " whispering against his lips -- knowing that there would be a consequence for it, nonetheless, she'll take it. riddled with desire for the other, before she fully takes his cheek between her palm and fingers, eyes pleading with desperation as she's waiting for something, truly, anything to happen. may the gods give her the courage to do so, without feeling some remorse afterward.

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˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗ “ i don’t want to jeopardise our friendship. ” / @reiignonme​​

" it is not jeopardizing anything if it means we could be together, rhaenyra. isn't that what you want? " alicent asks, brow arching in the utmost curiousness as she's holding her childhood companion's hand -- aching for something, anything. what she holds in her heart for the other is love, pure love. does she feel selfish for thinking thoughts on their happiness, on running away from king's landing and being together? oh, fair the gods have pity on her for feeling this way about the princess, about rhaenyra, the one everyone wants, but cannot have. " the things i feel for you, tell me --- you've felt those, too. " eyes pleading, as she's holding tight on her hand, squeezing, practically. yearning for a confirmation that what she feels is real, it's living there, inside.

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˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗ may we meet again. / @reiignonme​​

" and may we meet again, ser velaryon. " her simple words replying to his, seeping -- lips curling into happiness, utter joy. alas, not allowing her heart to do much except for to leap into the air at his presence, she attempts not to be so . . lack of a better word, excited. it is nothing short of an unexpected vision, yet, she feels something -- too much, if she were to be to honest with herself. there is this feeling of being discarded for a moment, letting it sit there with herself as she's keeping her gaze on him, careful, calculated. " what may i owe this pleasure? " she asks, head tilts to the side -- humming to herself as she's right there, in front of him. so close, she can hear his heart thump against his chest. " surely, you are not here for information, " a quip, before a softened laugh leaves her lips.

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˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗ ❝ i like you better when we’re alone. i don’t like the way you act around everyone else. ❞ / @reiignonme​​

there is a pleasant chuckle leaving her lips, a glance over at the other -- grinning lightly. it's apparent, that helaena is jealous, nearly makes her feel some type of way, of a shortened glance between the two -- with the queen clearing her throat, as if a lump resided there, still, wondering what to truly say. she's speechless, it's apparent. it's rendered there, etched, if anything. the words still burning in her mind as her lips lay agape, with her fingers fiddling with one another, contemplating the possibilities of this -- whatever it may be, to be considered sinful. " is that jealousy from you that i suspect? " she asks, a chortle coming straight out from her mouth, shaking her head. she comes in close, however, not too close, not yet. " my dearest, helaena, there is envy in your heart, i can feel it. it aches to come out, the pain. i must know, tell me how it feels to see me around others that are not you. "