#dariadaenerys

[asongoftasandfire]

@dariadaenerys

“I just wanted to say… I love you momma.”

“I love you too, sweetling. Are you alright? What brought this on? Come sit on my lap, talk to me.”

[rhacgal-archived-blog]

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@dariadaenerys || meme x

‘‘I uh…’‘ a pause. Rhaegal considers his response carefully. Clearly not quite comfortable with the question but he doesn’t argue.“May I ask how come you wish to know?”

[serursus]

@dariadaenerys

Peace was not a word oft associated with a Dothraki horde, but Jorah could feel it all around him.  The contentedness of the horse lords would have been contagious were it not for the worry that blossomed within his breast.  It had taken him nearly three days to catch up with the khalasar after riding his horse to a lather.  He was exhausted and tired, guilt and shame driving him to distraction.  The Andal took a bite of stringy jerky, grimacing at the taste and his own dark thoughts.  The meat was tough but not tasteless; he’d eaten so much of it, however, that his appetite for horse, which had been nonexistent to begin with, had all but disappeared.  But their rations still had to last them the rest of the near-two week ride to Vaes Dothrak and the few hunters who had been sent out had not found any rabbits.  

He took a sip of too-warm water, stowed the rest of his jerky in his pack, and rose, stretching.  Had he always been so stiff and sore?  He meandered around the camp, greeting one of Drogo’s bloodriders, his feet carrying him away from his problems. 

[saltedcrow-blog]

TAQUITO TERROR

@dariadaenerys - cont’d Dany and Theon in: TAQUITO TERROR Theon didn't reply to the next several texts, in fact, he'd only skimmed them rather than read them in their whole. The word stitches was there, and that was all the impetus he needed to jump into his car immediately and peel out of the drive. Well, it wasn't actually his car. This was the Mustang that Robb had gotten upon graduation and Theon was now borrowing it, as hastily written note the only explanation before the furious call would likely come. Not that Theon cared. Not right now, anyway. He'd make it up to Robb somehow. For now, he had a woman to save. Who cared that he'd only met her a week or so before in a bar. She seemed nice, a bit familiar, though from where he couldn't say. Maybe some college lecture he'd not skipped. Maybe from a club. Maybe even from the friendly neighborhood pornography store he ran, enticingly titled Temptacles. Her silver hair, those violet eyes - he couldn't deny her anything, except perhaps the ability to finish her taquitos. He was at her place in twenty minutes, but he knew twenty minutes may have been too late. The scent of grease overwhelmed him the moment he began to pound at her door. At least nothing was on fire. Yet. How the hell do you kill yourself making taquitos? What even were taquitos?

[wintcrskiss-a-blog]

positivity for @saltveined and @dariadaenerys?

positivity! || accepting || @dariadaenerys

i just did some for @saltveined but thank you for suggesting! :D 

as for dariadaenerys - we haven’t spoken or RP’d in a little while, not for any particular reason, but I remember having a lot of laughs with this mun on a variety of their blogs! both in character and out of character, and i would love to pick things up again, since we haven’t really chatted in a while - which is no one’s fault really, just one of those things! :D 

[irriknown-blog]

Not a Queen

@dariadaenerys

A new Khaleesi was always a cause for celebration.

And a celebration it had been! The feasting had lasted from dawn until dusk, as was traditional. The khalasar had been plunged into the mad, bloody chaos reserved for only truly exciting weddings. Irri had eaten her fill and danced until she nearly dropped and was taken by three different men over the course of the night, all of whom were easy on the eyes. She had no complaints whatsoever.

Well, maybe some complaints. It was an honor to serve the Khaleesi directly, and many other girls coveted the position. But the new Khaleesi was so... strange. She was a thin, pale, waifish thing, with hair as silver as a crone’s. And she was young! Irri was not entirely convinced that she had even bled yet, despite her brother’s apparent assurances. She had sat by her new husband’s side and done all she was supposed to, but she had watched her new khalasar with such fear and horror! Could such a meek little thing really act as companion to the Khal? Especially one as great as Drogo?

Well, Irri could hope, at least. As long as the Khaleesi did well, she would do well. And so, after Khal Drogo departed his tent in the early morning light, Irri slipped in, carrying meat and herbs in a clay pot, ready to fix the new bride her breakfast.

[thelordrenly]

{{a 🐌 for @dariadaenerys}} Dearest Daenerys,

Sorry my brother smashed your brother’s head with a war hammer. I bet he was really hot before that. Your friend,

Renly

[aegcn]

All the even questions on the left side. Go

1. “Which of your legs is best” The left2.  “How much sand can you eat” about like 16 sand4. “Best pen trick” the one where you slowly move it so it looks rubber6. “Fav guys head/girls body combo” I guess Loras’ head on Margaery’s body would have solved a lot of problems7. “How many childs shoes fit into your shoe” like 3? 8. “Favorite gold rush era disease” Dysentery because shitting yourself to death9. “Most bees” see @roses-bloom-again‘s answer10. “Ever had a leadwich?” What??????11. “What dictator is secretly a good friend” Robert Baratheon12. “Vape in the shower” yes. but only a shotgun vape with Loras.13. “Hate skin?” no14. “Best methodist church walkway railing to skate” Sept of Balor16. “Can you read” Yes, do I want to? no18. “Ever tasted trash” why yes, I did let Petyr Baelish kiss me once  👏👏👏👏👏19. “Plan to have siblings?” my parents are very dead20. “Do we need ribs” I like to eat ribs but Loras doesn’t like how messy I get