#dany pls

[mistressemmedi]

danydk1: Sunrise

[across-the-finish-line]

So done.

[saikou-no-fudanshi]

I finally succumbed and spoiled myself for A Song of Ice and Fire.

I’m literally screaming dear god help me

[miru-p]

You cute thing

[bornxlucky]

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       ❝ Tell me---What could spark a rumor such as the one I've heard about you?                Something about dragons being in your possession? ❞  

                        red lips turn upwards in a cruel smile,  brows                         arched in question as she waits for a response.                         her tone is one of мocĸery ; everyone knows that                          the royal family had the dragons killed off years ago.                         in fact, it was her treacherous uncle that had finished                         off the last of their kind.

[feathersofsilver-blog]

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Send me a "۞" to see the pros and cons of our muses being in arelationship together

PROS:

▹◊         - Dragonladies could concquer the whole known world

▹◊         - I could be your most generous ally and your most fierce enemy

▹◊         - We are pretty hot anyway

▹◊         - Amazing sex. And plenty of it.

▹◊         - Imagine your ignorant court’s reaction

▹◊         - Aren’t we already though?

CONS:

▹◊         - You live far

▹◊         - Can’t think of any other

[littleshitsoo]

cackles

yOU LIL--

[ialwayshaveachoice]

No, he was no fool but perhaps this is what made him so dangerous. This, and the fact that he was capable of making the silver haired girl's heart flutter about in her chest with but a smile. Dany's fingers itched to take hold of his hand, to thrill in having his skin touch her own yet she held herself from doing so. She was queen, not some love sick girl. "And do the words of Daario Naharis always get him what he wants? Is his tongue so lethal?"

How heartless she was to resist him so! And yet it made the fire of his passion for her burn ever higher. She was far more than another conquest to him, but what cause had she to believe him on that? "I have my swords to be lethal," he murmured. "My tongue is reserved for other pleasures." His head tilted, eyes gliding slowly over her face as if he was reading a scroll. "My sweet queen does not believe my gentle words. Why must she wound me so? And yet, I relish this pain."