[rotlenia]

lol

[rotlenia]

Besides obvious malenia rhaenyra yuri, mal has no interest in the politics there it is all a waste of time and in the end the only side she will choose is miquella

[rotlenia]

@2NDRULER: ❛ i know how to keep my life and my crown. and i will. ❜

——— “ Pray then, that your certainty is warranted. ” Malenia’s words are bitter, ground beneath her feet and kicked towards the Targaryen. She finds little worth in their games of rulership, for the meaning is trivial in comparison to the dream of Miquella. Their politics are naught more than a waste of blood, spilt in the name of arrogance. Yet her time with Rhaenyra has grown a respect that few are allowed. The issue of who sits upon the Iron Throne bears no particular weight upon her mind. The wellbeing of Rhaenyra , however, does.

[rotlenia]

Guys send prompts And I will literally write u smth pls.

[rotlenia]

bye why is my blog a personal hotspot

[nightprompts]

&. 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐥 / 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  various  dialogue  prompts  for  all  your  medieval  /  fantasy  /  d&d  inspired  threads  and  aus!  feel  free  to  change  how  you  seem  fit.  )

❛ i hope this raven finds you well… ❜

❛ you carry a sword, yet you are not a knight. ❜

❛ the gods must be angry. i sense a storm brewing. ❜ 

❛ there’s no place i’d rather be than by your side. ❜ 

❛ nobility is defined by what you do, not who you are. ❜

❛ i know how to keep my life and my crown. and i will. ❜ 

❛ well, i’m not a knight. not yet. ❜

❛ at least we’ll die with honor. ❜

❛ i’ve never seen a dragon before, what are they like? ❜

❛ this knife is laced with venom, any sudden movements and you’re dead. ❜ 

❛ of all the idiots in the realm, i’m trapped with you. ❜ 

❛ shed no tears for me. i will be back before you know it. ❜ 

❛ i’m sorry, but i’m to be married to someone else. ❜ 

❛ here’s a copper for your thoughts. and a silver not to tell them. ❜ 

❛ you humans are most amusing. ❜ 

❛ may i have this dance? ❜ 

❛ you were made to be ruled. ❜ 

❛ i will protect you. it is my duty, knight or not. ❜

❛ my kingdom is in danger. i’ve come to ask for your aid. ❜ 

❛ i’ve got a date with destiny, and it won’t end in a kiss. unfortunately. ❜ 

❛ keep your sword up and your back straight. ❜

❛ you’re asking me to commit treason. ❜

❛ you will make a fine ruler one day. ❜ 

❛ no curse of mine shall befall you from my dying breath. ❜

❛ you should see me in a crown. ❜ 

❛ bury me shallow, i will be back. ❜

❛ bard! play something a little more upbeat. ❜ 

❛ i warn you, i’ve been trained to kill since birth. ❜

❛ my magic is useless against them. i’ve never felt so powerless. ❜ 

❛ how can it be my destiny to protect someone who hates me? ❜ 

❛ i am at your mercy, your grace. ❜ 

❛ do not be afraid, little one. i will not hurt you. ❜ 

❛ any man who must say ‘i am the king’ is no true king. ❜

❛ knights must prevail with steel and sinew alone. ❜

❛ impudent of you to assume i will meet a mortal end. ❜

❛ spare me the ‘i’ve come to slay you’ speech and let’s get on with it. ❜ 

❛ it is my duty to protect the last of the dragons. ❜

❛ do i look like the kind of person who dies? ❜

❛ we are king and queen, chained together like prisoners in a dungeon. ❜ 

❛ for every great ruler, there is an equally great assassin poised to kill. ❜

❛ my bloodline was wiped out before my eyes. i’m the last heir. ❜ 

❛ you look better in your wanted posters. ❜ 

❛ you don’t need a king. a knight can make another knight. ❜

❛ violence for violence is the rule for beasts. ❜

❛ fear cuts deeper than swords. ❜

❛ pick a god and pray to it. ❜

❛ i’d rather die than marry you. ❜ 

❛ my duty is to my people. ❜ 

❛ glad to see you haven’t become food for the vultures. ❜ 

❛ i will paint the throne red with your blood. ❜ 

❛ what’s a life threatening quest without a bit of music? ❜ 

❛ some of us may not survive, but the ones that do will get the ultimate reward… paid. ❜

[nightprompts]

&. 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  various  non - halloween  themed  dialogue  prompts  for  all  your  slashers,  final  girls,  and  other  horrors  beyond  your  comprehension.  trigger  warning  for  dark  themes.  feel  free  to  edit  as  you  seem  fit.  ) 

❛ it’s the silence that scares me. ❜

❛ i’m every nightmare you ever had. ❜

❛ i want to see your true face. ❜

❛ one way or another, you’re going to die tonight. ❜

❛ just because you don’t see it, doesn’t mean it’s not already here. ❜

❛ by the time anyone finds your body, they won’t be able to identify it. ❜

❛ you’re playing a dangerous game here, girl. ❜

❛ i’m playing the villain, just like you wanted. ❜

❛ i won’t give up on you, i know you’re worth it! ❜

❛ scream all you want. no one will hear you. ❜

❛ what are you going to do to me? ❜

❛ there you are, my darling! ❜

❛ i knew you would come back to me. ❜

❛ don’t you want to be consumed by what loves you? ❜

❛ i’m going to send you back to hell where you came from! ❜

❛ you can’t keep me here forever! ❜

❛ how are you still alive? i killed you! ❜

❛ sometimes human spaces make inhuman monsters. ❜

❛ please. why don’t you just let me go? ❜

❛ this missing poster has your face on it. ❜

❛ that wasn’t so bad, was it? ❜

❛ what’s wrong, you don’t trust me? ❜

❛ i know a lot about you. more than you think. ❜

❛ you want me to shut him up for you? ❜

❛ we could have been beautiful together. ❜

❛ when you think you’re alone, someone watches. ❜

❛ rest while you can, because i will hunt you and eat you whole. ❜

❛ what you want is very wrong. ❜

❛ you look so pretty all tied up like this. ❜

❛ what, you like to watch? you goddamn sicko. ❜

❛ god isn’t here. god doesn’t even know about this place. ❜

❛ there is something at work in my soul which i do not understand. ❜

❛ i am the devil, and i am here to do the devil’s work. ❜

❛ you know what they say, an eye for an eye. ❜

❛ why don’t you scream for me? ❜

❛ are you… smelling me? ❜

❛ we’re going to die out here. ❜

❛ i’m not afraid of anything. not anymore. ❜

❛ we will be what everyone wants to be. perfect. ❜

❛ no offense, but i think you might be just a little too crazy for me. ❜

❛ we all go a little mad sometimes. ❜

❛ the harder i try to escape, the further i get into this awful place. ❜

❛ this was not how it was supposed to go! ❜

❛ this is the end of your little game. i win. ❜

❛ don’t leave me! i can’t be alone! ❜

❛ no one is coming for you. ❜

❛ you hide. and i’ll try to find you. sound fun? ❜

❛ fuck this place. seriously, just fuck this place. ❜

❛ what’s the matter, honey? you’ve barely touched your dinner. ❜

❛ don’t be afraid. dying is much easier than living. ❜

❛ i won’t let them kill you. i won’t let them even touch you. ❜

❛ let’s get you some clothes before i get too turned on. ❜

❛ you weren’t putting that tongue to use anyway. ❜

❛ shall i drink your blood fresh, or slice your neck and spill it out first? ❜

❛ dying keeps moving lower on the list of worst things that could happen to me. ❜

[rotlenia]

malenia’s army of cleanrot knights that fight besides her despite the fact that they too will and have succumbed to the same rot. like hello

[ordyneir]

　　　Come here. There’s nothing to be afraid of.

　　　Attending countless tourneys in her youth taught her the simplistic idea: that we are all but sacks of flesh, easily reprimanded for our confidence by the quick slice of a sword. The reign of Viserys the Peaceful meant for tourneys to be the only bloodshed the girl ever knew throughout the entirely of her life; until, of course, splatters of commoner blood would cling onto the Targaryen name, delivered by Daemon and his gold cloaks. To Rhaenyra: one's wish to be a strong tourney knight was but a foolish endeavour———— never knowing true battle, it is as futile as allowing children to play with wooden swords in the Red Keep. Malenia, Blade of Miquella; a friend to the crown for many a year, carrying with her the plaguing stench of death. (If she knew anything, she knew battle.) & Rhaenyra knew, when she watched her fight, that no tourney knight had ever landed a single blow upon the godlike figure. A thin exhale pushes through Rhaenyra's grit teeth; there she stands in the window with her ribcage exposed———— a pool of blood beneath her. Though it is dark, the smell finds itself creeping up into Rhaenyra's nostrils; this wound is not one she has seen delivered in battle before. ❛❛　My lady, are you hurt?　❜❜

　　　　　　　　　@rotlenia——

[rotlenia]

——— “ It is nothing I have not endured my entire life.” Her cadence is slowed, malignant lungs struggling to draw the required breath. Lethargy weighs her, and she falls with little grace into a nearby chair, her crimson locks cascading down broad shoulders.

Her helmet lays besides her, alongside her removed chestplate and protheses. Now, there is a dangerous vulnerability— a frailty she cannot conceal from the princess. “Come.” Malenia repeats towards the direction of Rhaenyra, her footfalls impossibly loud in her inner ear.

“ My wounds require binding, if you would grant me fresh bandage. ” The words are stubbornly omitted, her composure still rigid despite the pain.

[rotlenia]

I want to write …..

[rotlenia]

— Malenia is in constant pain. She is blind, and she wears protheses (crafted by Miquella) . The only reason she is alive is because Miquella dedicated himself to finding a way to help keep her rot at bay, thus creating unalloyed gold. She loves him more than anything and he is a very central part in her life. Everything she does is to continue exacting his will because she believes in her brother’s dream.

[knightouts]

messy malenias !

[ordyneir]

　　　　No man is immortal: the idea that any one is is a dangerous thing. Flesh is not stone, armour is just a sheath, and in time, it wears –––– no matter the strength of the iron it is made with. Malenia, however,  seems to take no damage; she has the thick skin of a true warrior, a warrior who toppled each opponent who crossed her during the tourney earlier today. Before Rhaenyra goes to reach for a small plate of food, she notices thick red hair enter atop a woman of considerable stature. By the time she reaches Rhaenyra's table, the princess steps forward, hands meeting at her stomach with a sly smile reaching the left side of her face.　　❛❛　　You fight well in battle. What land do you call home?　　❜❜ @divoutful––

[rotlenia]

——— The golden chestplate is but a pretty peel, hiding within the tendrils of crimson decay, ones that taint her pale flesh with its grotesque marks. already a ravaged corpse to the scarlet rot, she bows only at the whim of her beloved brother miquella — his honor is her pride, and so defeat, to her, is infeasible. the others fall, because no cause supersedes miquella’s dream.

Malenia does not smile, her mouth permanently fixed in a grimace of pain, but she nods her head in gratitude. “ That is kind. ” Accepted quietly, and her head tilts towards the princess. “ I am but the blade of my brother.” Even now, beneath the strum of rot that plays against her ribcage, her heart twinges for him. “ — We reside far north. ”