#c:daenerys

[bornofbloodandwater]

Oh! Sweet Nuthin’

Closed Starter for @kizhavvorsa​

Oh! Sweet Nuthin’ by The Velvet Underground twists through her hair as she drives. A pistol under the passenger's seat of her sunset orange Porsche 914 convertible. A rainbow sticker on the windshield.

Xiomara was on her way to the next small town to accept her as their resident runaway misfit. All of them unaware of who she really would be in their little happy bubble of Americana.

Pulling up outside of a little bookstore/coffee shop, she pulls on her beaten and sun-bleached leather jacket and a pair of aviator sunglasses to hide her golden eyes, they tended to unsettle people. Head down looking at her trainers she moves to open the door accidentally shoving the door into the back of a young woman on the other side.

“I’m so sorry, darling” Xiomara had a strange mismatched accent of well-spoken Scottish and a Grecian sweetness. Slipping a hand around the girl’s waist and taking her hand with the other to help her up to her feet. “I didn’t hit you too hard did I? Oh-“ Xiomara found herself gazing over the tops of her glasses into delicate eyes of hazel. Barely remembering that she wanted to keep her own eyes concealed. “I...spilt your drink. Please let me at least buy you a new one?”

[wolveshonor]

( ✉ → sms ) i dropped my pzziza o nt eh floror im fuckgin pissed

( ✉ → sms ) What a tragedy. How ever will you survive? 😂 

( ✉ → sms ) Where are you? I’ll bring you more. What kind of pizza was it? 

( ✉ → sms ) Try not to kill anyone before I get there, will you. I’d like to meet you for food, not jail. 

[wanderingtalbct-blog]

        “Okay ---- the bowls are now full and the cereals have all been separated by color. That took longer than I thought it would but --- are you ready for a rainbow of flavor?” @daenerystalbot

[t-y-ri-o-n-blog]

The Dragon & the Lion

Tyrion had sent a note to Daenerys to meet her at the same inn that they had gotten drinks. This time he had insisted both Bronn and Podrick accomapny him just in case Daenerys brought along the grumpy bear in tow. Oh yes, Tyrion had been avoiding him since their recent altercation. He waited for the Dragon Queen inside the inn with four tankards of ale resting in front of him. “Do you think she’s gonna show?” asked Bronn. 

Tyrion sighed and drummed his fingers against the wooden table. “Oh she will. We’re just very, very early.”

[lord-aerys-of-dragonstone-blog]

Persephone! :D

my character is held prisoner by yours - Aerys is held prisoner by Dany

Finally, they seemingly reached their destination. A simple door that looked no different than any other. She walked through and pulled him in after her before shutting the door behind both of them. He moved forward, looking around the extremely plain room with confusion on his face. “What in the-” he started before hearing the sure sound of a click behind him.

He whirled around to see Dany standing by the door, still smiling. “Seven hells, what is going on?” he asked as she stepped forward. 

"Dancing lessons," she answered simply.

Aerys groaned loudly, running a hand through his hair. He went over to the door, attempting to open it to no avail. “Is there a reason you have us both locked in here?” 

"There was no other way you would agree." She still had that smirk on her face, and he rolled his eyes. "I want you to dance with Lady Elaena at my wedding. And you must be perfect." She gestured him over, but he remained rooted to his spot.

"Remember," she spoke again, humor sneaking into her voice, "you cannot refuse a Princess." 

He let out a large sigh before walking forward and placing his hand in hers, his other resting gently on her waist. “You should have said I cannot refuse when I’m being held hostage,” he mumbled as the pair began to dance around the room.