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𝔰𝔦𝔤𝔦𝔩𝔰 // 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬. a selective + mutuals exclusive / private roleplaying blog for canon & original muses in the world of asoiaf. drawing heavily from book lore with show inspiration, asoiaf era crossovers + other original characters are always welcome and encouraged ! mature themes present. please read guidelines before interacting. minors & personals dni. 𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐤𝐲𝐞 ... she / they, 29.
𝔰𝔦𝔤𝔦𝔩𝔰 // 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬. a selective + mutuals exclusive / private roleplaying blog for canon & original muses in the world of asoiaf. drawing heavily from book lore with show inspiration, asoiaf era crossovers + other original characters are always welcome and encouraged ! mature themes present. please read guidelines before interacting. minors & personals dni. 𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐤𝐲𝐞 ... she / they, 29.
out on mobile while I do a quick grocery shop - I’m going to drop my new blog today ✨ fresh start and fk you tumblr ✌🏾
due to tumblr blacklisting my primary blog, i will be relocating my sideblogs in the coming days. this blog was getting a revamp anyway, but its still a whole pain in my ass.
hi my muses r feeling slutty, mutuals send memes while i make sensual gifsets on my sparty blog tyvm
.... noooooooooooo ma'am. that'd be a no
if anyone wants to peep at the muses ? lmk if the pages are okay?? idk (love me!!!!)
house targs reign: gannica grimm, lya baratheon, perianne moore, alys turnberry
roberts rebellion: tyla hill,
game of thrones: sym botley, jon snow, daenerys targaryen, torgha flint, sansa stark
neutral era: vida waters, regnarra drumm, esryia of lys
in what world does someone crashing on your couch (due to extenuating circumstances that r valid) invite TWO PEOPLE OVER FOR DINNER out of blue at 8pm???????? you dont fkn live here idc if i kinda know them or if they dropped you OFF what the fuck
if anyone wants to peep at the muses ? lmk if the pages are okay?? idk (love me!!!!)
house targs reign: gannica grimm, lya baratheon, perianne moore, alys turnberry
roberts rebellion: tyla hill,
game of thrones: sym botley, jon snow, daenerys targaryen, torgha flint, sansa stark
neutral era: vida waters, regnarra drumm, esryia of lys
ps. i am remaking my aesthetic, i couldnt help it 🤷🏽♀️
sliiiiiides new muse roster carrd page onto the dash
ps. i am remaking my aesthetic, i couldnt help it 🤷🏽♀️
me just realising i already knew olivia cooke before hotd, she was fucking around w the occult in ou!!ja (2014) i will not write that word i dont speak these things into existence 🙅🏽♀️
vida waters .. as 𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐒; a goddess .. and personified spirit (daimona). ; STRIFE, discord, contention, and rivalry. portrayed as the spirit of 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔴𝔞𝔯 .. haunting the battlefield & delighting in human bloodshed.
ft. dorren mormont ( @foughtwcrs ) as ares.
oh no i wanna redo my aesthetic 🫠
what do we think ???
TOM HOBBS & HANNAH MANGAN-LAWRENCE as SEPPIUS & SEPPIA in SPARTACUS: VENGEANCE (2012) Episode 4: "Empty Hands"
She tries not to look away under the scrutiny of his gaze, though she is not able to hide the blush that creeps on her cheeks under it. He always had a way to do that, does he not? She wonders if perhaps with time she won't flush anymore under his gaze but only time will tell. Alicent meant to make a declaration; she was not her father, and she was not Rhea Royce, she would not be put aside or displease him. "He wished me to marry the King, I believe he is displeased with me too." Should've tried harder, perhaps, he would say. But a Prince is better, is it not? She never wanted a crown beside perhaps proximity to it to remain at King's Landing or close to Rhaenyra. This was good for all of them involved. And she wonders if the King had her wed Daemon as a way to also tie Otto's hands. "Thank you, Your Grace. I am aware that you have certain. . .standards." Was that the proper word?
"I know what is expected of me." As a wife, as a bride. As a Targaryen bride truly. She has no blood of the dragon in her but she dresses the part at least. And with his invitation, she enters the chambers, eyes following the servant, and flashing on a smile in turn as he makes her title clear; future wife. "On our marriage? I believe Rhaenyra was taken aback by it but I find myself favouring it. I did gave you my favor once, did I not?" She is sure he asked for it to make Otto seethe and it worked, but regardless, she had given it with intent too. She looks around, perhaps to find something that distinguish his room from those of the King's. The King has a model scale of Valyria but Daemon's seems to be that of a warrior; mostly empty, always ready to be send wherever he is told to, so her feet move to be drawn to books instead. Valyrian tales and poems. The detail makes her smile.
"Alicent, if you wish. If we are to be wedded, there is no need for titles, at least in privacy, is there? I suppose it is harder for me, I grew up watching and calling your title." My Prince. Your Grace. Always polite and proper. He is to be just Daemon soon. The King does not wish for either to back down. "None of them are aware I'm here, I imagine that servant will bring food as soon as they tell my father or your brother about my presence here." She does smile into it, like a little jest, she is aware it's not ideal for her to be there.
He is slightly surprised to her openly speak favourably of the arrangement. Perhaps he expected her to be bothered; but as he thinks on it he can't pick why... her goals have never been clear to him, as he's often seen her as the pawn her father seemed to make of her. It's on the tip of his tongue to remark that Otto would likely marry Viserys if it assured him a place at the pinnacle; but he withholds his snideness and instead follows her with violet eyes and almost perceives the levers in her mind turning. Daemon wonders what standards she believes he holds, and whether or not they align with the truth. As the reality of their wedded future settles, so to rises his curiosity about Alicent Hightower. "That you did, I was pleased when you accepted my request, I still have it as it happens; I remember your expression when you gifted it to me. As for my niece, I am sure she will soon find her shock dissipating," likely drowned out by the ceaseless pining worship of Ser Criston.
He doesn't make to stop her; instead Daemon observes where Alicent is drawn to. His books. A curated collection, with little dust gathered and meticulously displayed, there is a missing spot where a thin book is missing — it currently lays on his side table. Well worn, a volume of poetry and epic stanzas of Valyrian folktales that he thumbs through on quiet nights. "I do hope you can view me outside of the boundaries of propriety, Alicent–" he finds he enjoys the way her name feels on his tongue, "— and if any of my books are of interest to you, you may borrow it. And, forgive me for saying so, but I find your initiative quite charming. If your father should arrive, would you like me to invite him to join us?" Both a gentle tease, and a curious question in one. Daemon finds his smile turning into a small smirk, amusement playing on his features as the corners of her lips upturn; her soft smile is warm and sweet. Honeyed wine lips, her finds himself thinking unbidden. Though his mind partially wanders back to what she said about 'what is expected of her', he doesn't yet broach it; the expectations of a wife, a princes wife, and a lover were all different in his eyes. Which one had she been speaking of? Or had it simply a reference to his stagnant relationship with Lady Royce? Daemon settles himself down at one of the chairs, easing back comfortably as he enjoys watching her for a moment, yet before she can question the gaze he speaks up — "you are quite radiant today, Alicent. Is this dress new?" he's almost certain it is, as Daemon has apparently taken far more interest in Alicent that he's realised as his memory conjures up images of her collected from brief moments shared; lingering glances to candid moments. "I'm certain I haven't seen you wear it at court before."
new spice blog for Those Threads. send memes ?
