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i’m gonna go stay with a friend in Berlin for a couple of days so i don’t think i’ll be here but to try and get more interactions on here like this and i’ll write a small ( lyric based ) starter once i get back 💗

#x. STARTER CALL #to be deleted.#i'm staying a little longer bc i'm meeting some of my relatives #before i move to italy and won't see them for a couple months #but i'll get to these this weekend !!

#x. STARTER CALL #mutuals only ofc #alternatively you can always come in my im's or discord to plot #but idk lyric starters are easier for me than just writing anything #but who knows you might be surprised

No matter how much you run away, you cannot run from fate. ( aegon )

the magnificent century: kösem. ( selectively accepting ) || @fadetogrey

It is not the first time princess has cursed her father ( nor does she believe it will be the last ) but seeing worry carved into beloved brother’s features is enough to send a by now familiar rush of fresh anger through her veins. If only, if only, if only —— Around her brother she tries, tries so hard to be strong and believe with all she has they will make it back one day, take it all back and make them pay for what they’ve done to their family. It does not mean she is free of doubts but if anything she has to believe they will make it — the alternative is too much to bear.

Soft hands find brother’s shoulders, worried gaze flickering over his face. The memory of when he was only a young boy and she would grip his hand so not to lose him is faded, turned over by fingers of time and now he towers over her; and still, regardless of height or age, he will always be her younger brother, the urge to protect him will never leave. “But we are not running from fate. We ran for our lives. We had to so that one day we could make it back.” She tries to keep her voice steady, reassuring, a soft smile tugged into the corners of her lips. “That is our fate : to return home.”

#fadetogrey #( dark wings; dark words. ) || ASKS #( home is calling our name. ) || i. VERSE #( two sides of the same coin. ) || AEGON&RHAENYS #.YODELS LOUDLY #.rhae & i will protecc

Stay with me tonight, so I don’t feel alone in this world

the magnificent century: kösem. ( selectively accepting ) || @viridisyreni

The last rays of sunlight are long gone, the room dark save for the soft glow of the lamp on Wylla’s beside table, shadows of her eyelashes reaching the apples of her cheeks and Rhaenys can safely say she has never seen a sight more adorable. Their hands are entangled between their bodies, breathing evening out while they talked about everything and nothing — simply being in each other’s space, enjoying the comfort of gentle fingers and soft smiles. Wylla’s request is one she has turned over in her head for the past twenty-three minutes too, debating on whether to go home or stay, curl up next to her girlfriend and wake up tomorrow to a warm body pressed close ( the best way to start a day ).

Rhaenys’ gaze flickers up, a smile making it’s way upon her lips and reflecting in dark eyes that she’d like nothing more than just that. Her hand squeezes Wylla’s once, an unspoken confirmation before she leans over to brush their lips together, lingering close and not able to hide her grin. “Mmmmh, I think that can be arranged.” Noses bump together in an attempt to be cute and to distract from how easy it was of Wylla to persuade her to stay — no persuasion needed after all because it doesn’t even seem like a question that needs asking. “Let me just tell my mom so she doesn’t worry… but then I demand we make popcorn for this sleepover and watch some ridiculous teen movies.” Another kiss pressed to the other girls mouth, longer this time to savor the familiar fluttering feeling in the pit of her stomach, the sheer happiness.

#viridisyreni #( dark wings; dark words. ) || ASKS #( we will be everything that we'll ever need. ) || WYLLA&RHAENYS #cuties that cute together stay together uwu

thelittleqveen hat auf deinen Eintrag geantwortet “goldenngore hat auf deinen Eintrag geantwortet “Smooches the sister’s...”

LORAS STOP DOING EVERYTHING I DO, I receive no love.

goldenngore hat auf deinen Eintrag geantwortet “goldenngore hat auf deinen Eintrag geantwortet “Smooches the sister’s...”

TAKES ALL THE RHAE RHAE LOVE

that’s not true, you both receive all the love and you can both be my second favourite tyrells!

#thelittleqveen #goldenngore #ily both but #why are you two like this 😫

goldenngore hat auf deinen Eintrag geantwortet “Smooches the sister's face uwu”

SMOOOCHES RHAERHAE BETTER

no complaints here, rhaerhae’s love can be equally distributed!

#goldenngore #@ garlan: why are your siblings so competetitive ??#🤔🤔🤔

Smooches the sister's face uwu

smooches right back 💗

#thelittleqveen #( dark wings; dark words. ) || ASKS #cute sisters in law !!!!#it's what margy and rhae deserve 🍾🍾#also ari marrying willas so margy has two cute & awesome sisters in law #and they have the most awesome family gatherings. parents uninvited #(elia is an exception ofc)

hasekisultanas

#( a princess of sun's fire. ) || VISAGE #A CUTIE 💕#the top right one tho lmao

emmawoodhouuse

sunsfyre

turhan-hatice:

every nurbanu sultan outfit: 1/∞

purple dress from episode 138

#( a princess of sun's fire. ) || VISAGE #( wrapped in silks. ) || WARDROBE #queue.

ANIMUSVIINCIT.

It needed a while, until Lucrezia could look into the queen’s eyes again. The shock still sat deep in her and the crime she had just commited made her blood run cold. The Borgia couldn’t even look at the dead body on the floor next to her. But if she had not stopped the assassin, Rhaenys would be dead now. And this thought was more unbearable than anything else.

Slowly Lucrezia moved towards her lover, still on her knees. “Rhaenys? Are you alright? She didn’t managed to harm you, did she?”

It had all happened so fast, screams and blood and now... the girl lay dead, red seeping into the carpets and her eyes staring into nothingness. Rhaenys’ own hands are shaking in her lap, back pressed into the wall ; as far as she could get from the attacker when she had managed to get free and then Lucrezia had --- Lucrezia, who now rushes to her side, eyes clouded with worry and questions upon her lips. It takes Rhaenys a few moments to sort through the haziness in her mind, everything dizzy and her vision somewhat blurred at the edges. It takes her another to realize tears are burning in her eyes and she tries to push them back. But the trembling of her lips, the quiver in her voice? That she can’t hide nor the sheer rush of worry overtaking her when she reaches out to urgently run her fingers over her lover’s jaw. “No I... I am alright --- thanks to you but... you could have... are you alright?”

#animusviincit #animusviincit 001.#( everybody wants to rule the world. ) || ii. VERSE #.ich hab das hier nicht vergessen !!#.sorry dass es so lange gedauert hat but BOI AM I READY #.ich fühle es in meinem kleinen zeh da kommt angst & pain 👀#queue.

scorpusmalfoy

with shortness of breath, you explained the infinite. how rare and beautiful it is to even exist.

saturn // sleeping at last

#( i've come to burn your kingdom down. ) || MUSINGS #( the sunlight to my hopeless days. ) || MOTHER #( the fire in my darkest moments. ) || FATHER #.this FUCKING SONG #queue.

FADETOGREY.

« Well, now that makes more sense, I believe Balerion to be a more fitting name — your own FIERCE BLACK DRAGON. » It was funny, to hear this little girl speak, her mouth full of words she was probably too young to fully understand, how her dark eyes sparkled when talking about her namesake and the dragons her ancestors rode into battle. « We don’t have dragons where I come from, but we have DIREWOLVES. Do you know what a direwolf is, princess? » Stark heir smiled at the child, she didn’t need to know that it had been a long time since one of those majestic creatures ventured south of the Wall. Grey eyes move away from her features when he hears the clangour of armour getting closer and closer with every step — revealing an approaching member of the kingsguard, white cloak and all, vaguely resembling the little princess with his darker skin. Wasn’t one of the dornish princes a member of the kingsguard? He vaguely remembered so. No doubt he was sent to check on young Rhaenys. « Don’t worry ser, she’s in good hands this one — I’m talking about her fierce cat, of course! »

Pride flashes within dark eyes and over princess’ features, her grin widening as the man reaffirmes her words and her chin rises a little higher without her even noticing. She has indeed heard of direwolves, in one of the tales Septa Alyssa had told her, if she does remember this correctly but oh, she had thought those were creatures long gone ( as they whisper of dragons too but the black cat to her feet is proof enough that is a LIE ). “I know, I know! They are huge wolves”, arms outstretched to show how big she thinks them to be. “My septa says they are beasts and gone... is that not--- oh!”

As steps approach the rest of princess’ sentence is quickly forgotten, instead spinning around with dark curls flying over her shoulders to see who it is. Curiosity turns to smiles once more, grinning up at the kingsguard brightly before her gaze lands upon the new lord once more, nodding to his words. “Yes, we were just talking about dragons and direwolves... although direwolves are not r e a l, right uncle Lewyn?” She stares up at the other Martell expectantly before fixing her gaze upon the new guest. “Have you ever seen a direwolf, my lord?”

#fadetogrey #fadetogrey 002.#( broken from a young age. ) || i. VERSE #.i'm always here for baby rhae #.so i hope it's okay i'm still continuing this?#.also i just looked back at this thread and realized rhae has no clue who he is lmao #.what a precious munchkin she only cares about telling dragon stories and her kitten #queue.