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@mysarya
sabrina's portrayal of lady mysaria from grrm's fire & blood. show-based taking light influence from source text, as well as personalized headcanons and lore. writing her in any/all universes i can possibly fit her in! content warnings for: csa (familial) mentions, sex trafficking mentions, infertility mentions, death/murder, gore/blood, and gaslighting/gatekeeping/girlbossing. was previously a sideblog!
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marvel + dc verse. mysaria operates under the name of the white worm. primarily used as a information broker into the criminal world, the white worm has been crucial in helping various vigilantes in taking down syndicate crime factions. while most average superheroes don't need mysaria's skills, she's somewhat of an oracle type figure in this verse. however, mysaria is also doing her own little side business with her spies AND brothel! she runs a little "house bar/club" but it is a secret little brothel for sex workers (women and men alike x) AND maintains her spy ring via those workers & just genuine "stick to the wall" spies throughout the city as well.
i'm here to throw mysaria into the dc universe wazzup x
hotd finale tonight π΅βπ«
posting this so i don't forget: bridgerton verse idea where mysaria works for pen/lady whistledown & uses her spies to help pen out <3
HOUSE OF THE DRAGON SEASON ONE SENTENCE STARTERS
β Iβd rather serve as a knight and ride to battle and glory. β
β We have royal wombs, you and I. The childbed is our battlefield. β
β I want to fly with you on dragonback, see the great wonders across the Narrow Sea, and eat only cake. β
β We must either act now or leave it with the gods. β
β The gods have yet to make a man who lacks the patience for absolute power. β
β I have only ever defended you! Yet everything Iβve given you, youβve thrown back in my face. β
β To elude a storm, you can either sail into it, or around it. But you must never await its coming. β
β We should be free to speak our minds to one another. β
β I imagine even dragons get lonely. β
β I understand the order of things. Iβm not sure you do. β
β If you mean to elicit some anger from me, you should know that youβre failing. β
β Men would sooner put the realm to the torch than see a woman ascend the Iron Throne. β
β Iβm right here, the object of your ire. β
β Do it. And be done with all this bother. β
β Proud men donβt like having to look up. β
β Our worth is not given. It must be made. β
β None of it needs be this way in truth. β
β The boars squeal like children when theyβre being slaughtered. I find it discomforting. β
β Even I do not exist above tradition and duty! β
β How lucky you are to have a say in your own life. β
β All that I have, I owe to you. β
β Well, if you truly believe that, my dearβ¦ then you possess a generous spirit. β
β I was trying to help you. Will you not be helped? Why must every effort on your behalf be resisted - as if to the death? β
β You wear a crown. Do you also call yourself βKingβ? β
β How romantic it must be to get imprisoned in a castle and made to squeeze out heirs. β
β Though I do suppose you seem changed by your adventures. More mature, perhaps. β
β Marriage is only a political arrangement. Once you are wed, you can do as you like. β
β You can not live your life in fear, or you will forsake the best parts of it. β
β I have no desire to live in fear. Only solitude. β
β This is a vile accusation. β
β I have spent a lifetime defending you. But your heart is even blacker than I thought. β
β You said I could have anything. I want [name]. Iβll take her as she is. β
β When one is never invited to speak, one learns instead to observe. β
β Itβs long past time our houses were united in blood. β
β Let us leave it all behind and see the world togetherβ¦ where weβll be nameless, and freeβ¦ free to go where we like, to love as we like. β
β What will they say of me when the histories are written? β
β I deserve some say in the affairs of my own family. β
β Your obsession with those beasts goes beyond understanding. β
β The consequences of an allegation like the one you toy at would be dire. β
β Have I lost my sanity? Do my senses lead me astray? Or is everyone else asleep, dreaming the same woolly dream? β
β You have your honor and I have mine. β
β Dark rumors are hunting us. They nip at our heels. β
β The wise sailor flees the storm as it gathers. β
β How sweetly the fox speaks when itβs been cornered by the hounds. β
β You may do as you wish, when I am cold in my grave. β
β You may know what is the right thing to be done, but love stays the hand. β
β No matter how fat the leech grows, it always wants for another meal. β
β Mayhaps the gods have scorned us for our insatiable pride. β
β What is this brief mortal life if not the pursuit of legacy? β
β Each of us is capable of depravity. And more than you would believe. β
β I will have the truth of what happened. β
β This interminable infighting must cease! All of you! We are family! β
β There is a debt to be paid. β
β What have I done but what was expected of me? β
β Exhausting, wasnβt it? Hiding beneath the cloak of your own righteousness. But now they see you as you are. β
β We play an ugly game. And now, for the first time, I see that you have the determination to win it. β
β You and I are made of fire. We have always been meant to burn together. β
β They will fear what else we might be capable of. β
β And while I should like your support, I do not need it. β
β I would say itβs nice to be home, but I scarcely recognize it. β
β Iβve done everything youβve asked me to, and I try so hard, but it will never be enough for you. β
β Hold your nerve. What we do, we do for the good of the realm. β
β I must confess a certain uneasiness now this is at hand. β
β A generous offer. Or a desperate one. β
β But tonight I wish you to see me as I am. β
β Let us no longer hold ill feelings in our hearts. β
β It is you. You are the one. You must do this. β
β His last words to me and I was the only one to hear it. And now heβs dead. β
β I recognize no authority but the Kingβs. And until there is oneβ¦ I have no place here. β
β It is our fate, I think, to crave always what is given to another. If one possesses a thing, the other will take it away. β
β I will do you the considerable courtesy of assuming there is a good reason for the outrage of my treatment here this morning. β
β You are wiser than I believed you to be. β
β You desire not to be free, but to make a window in the wall of your prison. β
β There is no power but what the people allow you to take. β
β Our hearts were never one. I see that now. β
β No king has ever lived that hasnβt had to forfeit the lives of a few to protect the many. β
β Reluctance to murder is not a weakness! β
β We donβt choose our destiny. It chooses us. β
β Whatever claim remains to me, you are now its heir. β
β Naught is to be done but by my command. β
β Come with me. Iβll show you the true meaning of loyalty. β
β If you choose treachery, if you swear fealty now only to later turn your cloaksβ¦ know that you will die screaming. β
β Letβs end this mummerβs farce. β
β I do not wish to rule over a kingdom of ash and bone. β
β Dreams didnβt make us kings. Dragons did. β
β You abandoned meβ¦ when I most needed you. β
β Hope is the foolβs ally. β
β I will not fight you. I came as a messenger, not a warrior. β
HOUSE OF THE DRAGONΒ (2022β) Season 2, Episode 2, "Rhaenyra the Cruel"
IRULAN [@sordidery] SAYS: life is a series of ceaseless struggles against ceaseless currents.
currents are controllable, just as struggles are manageable, albeit, only with the proper technique. unless you're trained to jump as soon as the waves reach you β IT'S ONLY PLAUSIBLE YOU'LL DROWN. it doesn't take a keen eye to note the empress' discomfort with the planet of arrakis. the distaste on certain syllables of her words as she speaks. only those with a keen ear can hear it. the whispers mysaria receives sing symphonies of detest, mixed with an aversion to her residence. her leadership. THE CONCUBINE IS THE ONE THEY WANT TO LEAD THEM, alongside their precious muad'dib. not the outsider. the irony tickles the trip of lady misery's tongue.
ONCE A CONCUBINE, ALWAYS A CONCUBINE. even when the people want you β a concubine will never be a princess, queen, or empress. even when they find the jest to be particularly funny.
power isn't simply received β it must be taken. STOLEN FROM THE GRASP OF WHOEVER IS WIELDING IT. from whoever is withholding it from your possession. only when a web begins to formulate, does it become difficult to dismantle all the strings attached. it's become too sticky. a tenderness forms in the white worm's eyes as she thinks β genuine or faux expressions, that is for the empress to decipher. though, the words lady mysaria speaks are nothing but the free truth. βyour grace, if i may? there are few in life who are steadfast against struggles... currents.β she has only ever met a few. and even then, DISAPPOINTMENT IS MORE PALPABLE WITH THEM THAN NOT. trust does not come easily β nor does change.
her organza fabric gown drapes against the flooring as she approaches, soft hands taking irulan's into her own. eyes meeting hers, the words drip like fresh honey. βYOU ARE STEADFAST. you make an excellent empress because of it.β
SHIV [@sordidery] SAYS: i like your world so much.
everyone likes this world. IT PAYS TO BE FILTHY, DIRTY, DISGUSTING...LY RICH. until it doesn't β until your secret is broadcasted for the entire planet earth to see, witness, and judge. THEN YOU HATE THIS WORLD. you swear it to be rotten, corrupted, and worst of all: fake news. rotten is the fruit cursed from your womb. inhabitable, yet blessed with the greatest gift of all. freedom. power. independence. until someone threatens to take it all away. [some had already tried; her father, various men, daemon, even otto hightower.] that's when fear becomes a useful tool.
as the computer mouse clicks the standby button, mysaria rises from her leather desk chair. βfor now.β prada heels click against the glossy tile floors, her slender figure approaching the row of windows facing the skyline of manhattan. from here, they overlooked central park (the fall season) β a statement piece, mysaria had labeled it upon renting the space. moments are spent observing the trees, the few flying birds at this altitude, and the bypassers who appeared the size of ants. THEN, SHE FINALLY TURNS AROUND. expression stoic, her hands clasp gently in front of her abdomen.
βthere may come a day when one of your secrets is for all to see. YOU WON'T LIKE MY WORLD THEN.β a pause β four steps are taken forward, the distance slowly (but steadily) closing between them. βyou may choose... you want to destroy my world.β
everyone has a skeleton in their closet. some darker than others. there was a rule in the game of journalism mysaria had heard long ago: ONLY PUBLISH WHAT YOU CAN PROVE IS FACTUAL. it's a good thing she wasn't a journalist. nor did she play by their rules. steam billows from her coffee mug, rising towards the diner's ceiling. at first glance between the duo, only one of them appears to belong to the inhabitants of its occupants. one is dressed in jeans, mud-painted sneakers, and a cobalt flannel paired with a black t-shirt / the other in a form-fitting dress that, to a trained eye, would note was couture. perfectly manicured nails tap on the table absentmindedly, mysaria's head tilting to the side β the women's mutual silence becoming broken.
SHAUNA [@sordidery] SAYS: what's the worst thing anyone ever did to you?
the question hits a nerve. nothing the tabloid author hasn't endured in the past β her calm exterior remains composed to the human eye. though, the right side of mysaria's mouth twitches upward in discomfort. how could such an easy question be so difficult to answer? the answer: YOU'VE ENDURED THINGS NO OTHER HUMAN BEING SHOULD EVER HAVE TO ENDURE.
blinking once, twice, and a final third time β mysaria's lips part, her voice breaching the air. βsuch a... personal question from the opposite side of the table.β she raises the coffee mug to her mouth, taking a prolonged sip β five seconds pass before she places it back on the wooden surface. βa client burned my house down after our business concluded. a petty act from a bitter man.β
i think i have followed everyone i was following on mysaria (going off the top of my head). hello, i have moved her to a solo blog bc i love her. i'll get shit reblogged in the morning x
