#amotherofdragons

[faemoria-arch]

amotherofdragons replied to your post: this halloween month remember: just because...

is that a threat or a promise

[ a cryptic prophecy ]

[ablackwing]

rests her forehead against his.

       an inhale before his lips ghost upon her own, fingers enhanced by soft leather tracing lines of heat over fair skin in aimless meanderings that drift into whorls and ripples. his touch is ever and always gently firm, a signal of his admiration for her perfection, not out of any thought for an indication of fragility on the young woman’s behalf. tiny she is against the powerful body, barely rising past the midline of his chest, but powerful enough to command him to kneel, not that she ever need do so. for he goes down to his knees for her out of true obeisance, out of loyalty and devotion, knowing that she is the one he serves above all others. so he holds his dragon queen in his lap, murmuring soft kisses of warm air upon shoulder and arm alike, leaving them husking over her ear and throat in easy gestures of amorous intention and worshipful design.

[longhairedremnant]

See someone active again while disappearing in the mists of other accounts, even though last activity has been a month ago and whine lots because wow you have missed their roleplaying and character and everything.

[walkingabovexperdition]

Such a familiar light.

     ” — it’s actually a little cloudy,” as though she needed a reminder.                                                      unless their definition of light differed.

[ablackwing]

I miss you.

          — I miss you.

Such a strange response, the sentiment of being missed at all enough to make the dragon smile involuntarily. No one had missed him in a very long time, or even bothered to tell him they had missed him. The words simply brought him to step over to the khaleesi’s side for the absence from Danaerys was a nigh painful thing, leaving him to sink to one bended knee at her side, catching her slim hands in his own. Even now, Sephiroth could only but marvel at the way that she commanded him so. No woman had ever affected him so strongly as she did and no other woman would likely ever turn his head so strongly.

                      “And I have missed you,” murmured the dragon softly as he glanced to her hands. Such slim, small things they were, just like her — but deceptively strong, just as she was. The dragon had fallen in love with a queen amongst queens and she was distinctive, she was beautiful and he hated being away from her for any length of time.

[rex-stellarum]

                ❝ may i ask shelter of you? ❞

[maimedlion-blog]

✌ do u got that swag

send a ‘✌' for a gizoogled confession.

                                 ❝ —Ah.                                        Daenerys Targaryen.     Da Muthafucka    of    D r a g o n s ,     n' self-proclaimed Biatch of Westeros.                                                                             I fear, mah lady,  dat you stand before tha Mackdaddy of swag his dirty ass, fo' never might a thugged-out doubt there have lain up in dis regard or tha next.❞

[liionsbane]

               ❝— I cannot follow you South. ❞

    [ His eyes are burdened      by pain and indecision.      He wants so much to be just,      but knowing that his home burns      leaves him little more than a boy. ]

         ❝ I must return North               and reclaim Winterfell.               I am no King when            I cannot defend my home. ❞