daenerys targaryen "the blood of old valyria did not coarse through her veins as it does mine, that is why she was overcome by the dragon hunger. it is spoken that the prince aerion brightflame, my great uncle, grew afraid that she would tear him apart... devour his corpse. even so, his wicked heart never beat for another."
A KNIGHT OF THE SEVEN KINGDOMS DR. INTRODUCTION.
cordelia meris targaryen, the ambitious, formerly of house dewitt bukater.
third born child, second born daughter of torin dewitt bukater, lord and high marshal of the reach from highgarden and margaery dewitt bukater.
nicknamed kaida (little dragon) from childhood, she is the fair maiden of the great house of the horse, springborn and bred to wed only the most eligible son from far westeros. those who cross her path rarely expect to find a silver-tongued whip of a young woman who raised herself to take zero disrespect, even from pathetic little princes who can't keep their dirty mouths shut.
"you forget, my prince, you are a hypocrite. you have brutalised my friend for a stupid reason, but you defiled the sigil of my house earlier today in a worse manner than one could possibly forgive. you might think on that."
becoming the princess cordelia targaryen, wife to a man who was not just mad but cruel too, was as shameful a fate as one could imagine for themselves, let alone be forced to live and breathe. even more humiliating still, was how little time it took for her to love him.
EXCERPT FROM LEGENDS AND HISTORIES, CATALOGUED BY THE LIBRARY OF JOFFREY BARATHEON. the princeling was villainous to any and every living thing, yet never once laid a hand on his wife from the initial moment they met, in the stables before they were officially presented. on the contrary, that girl, who wouldn't be seen harming a fly, might just as likely murder him without a second thought. he was lovesick, and in his sickness he bore his soul to her. with their hands tied, they planted the seed of obsession under the cloud of a heavy red rain (a wrongful omen), one that would only swell with time. who could blame her for allowing this; his soul was damaged... but it was beautiful.
it is known that cordelia targaryen, with no blood magic heritage in her line of ancestors, tamed the hidden dragon by sheer force of will and spite alone. she flew senfiere, the pink specter, from dragonstone to king's landing with only the intention to further torment the love of her life, and the family who created him.
she hated, and in her hate, she destroyed herself.
now playing ...
how deep is your love, covered by mitski what devotion are you? i put a spell on you, annie lennox you're running around you know better, daddy american wedding, frank ocean this wedding ring won't ever wipe off ultraviolence, lana del rey i was filled w poison but blessed w beauty and rage bad as the rest, jessie murph i do not love you yet but i'm 'bout as close as i can get nobody's son, sabrina carpenter that boy is corrupt get PTSD on the daily good graces, sabrina carpenter boy it's not that complicated / cause no one's more amazing at turning loving into hatred
more stuff that happens cause i can't keep a secret and some of it's kinda funny
'barbie has a great day every day, but ken only has a great day when barbie looks at him'
i threw the rock at him
he once disembowelled a man in the middle of camp for striking me (not even that hard tbh)
calls me 'heart/my heart'
i swear never to give him children
he's a big reader
i drew a caricature of him as a dragon to mock him lol
my lady in waiting, lilly, has a secret romance with valarr when we go to live at dragonstone
----- now playing : collide by rachel platten -----
AVATAR DR introduction
THE ZOOLOGIST AND THE BOTANIST. kie kiley.
the omaticaya thought the young scientist accompanying jake sully was different to others they had encountered; she seemed less interested in the na'vi culture in favour of talking to animals and sketching the plants. mo'at decided then that her cup, like sully's, could also be filled.
at 23, kiley had joined the avatar programme as a last ditch effort when she felt like she'd abandoned her true self. never did she expect to find, not one, but two soulmates on a planet six years away from earth.
sully had been the first friend she made on pandora, when no one wanted to accept the baby scientist who was 'only here' because of some rich family member who had connections. but jake provided a jokester's comfort inside the grey walls of the rda camp, and their bond quickly blossomed into an inseparable kinship. when he disappeared into the forest with an angry thanator on his tail, how could she even think to leave her brother to face it alone? little did she know it was a choice that would change the trajectory of her soul, not just her life, forever.
"the marine looked down at his friend crouched beside him, palms held out in front of her face as several atokirina landed there. her pupils were dilated, and there were stars in her eyes. stars."
meeting tsu'tey te rongloa ateyitan was like planting a charge inside her chest, leaving her suspended in time until the moment it went off. she had never been so intimidated in her life, and yet there was a careful energy simmering beneath his blue skin that possessed her being. tsu'tey pronounced her name like it was broken into parts, " ke'e ki'le'y " and watched her ears flicker as she listened. at first he hated this pretty skin walker the same as any other, but he couldn't dismiss how she swayed with the music of the people with a natural ease her companion didn't yet carry. he watched how she looked at the flora and fauna on eywa'eveng with purest wonder, and could barely pretend he didn't find her more than tolerable.
kiley waited everyday to see if he would speak to her, following jake and neytiri under the canopy, learning to hunt and to speak the language. one day tsu'tey had interrupted her trying to braid her hair and insisted on fixing it for her... to honour tradition, of course. after that, he regularly stole her away from lessons with the others to teach her how to weave a basket, or how to listen to the trees, even how to think and fight like a warrior. tsu'tey was a confident man, brazenly pulling her around using his tail or glaring at anyone who distracted his new girl from their conversation. despite his occasionally audacious personality and often grumpy attitude, he was undoubtedly the most emotionally intelligent male kiley ever met, and loyal to a fault.
once he chose her, he was unwavering.
"the ikran she bonded with was a very pale blue, wings ruffling as her new rider guided them to the edge, an endless expanse of sky beneath them. she named her immediately, 'hoa uhane'. with a calming breath, she nudged uhane forward and they plummeted downwards, wind rushing. she spiralled for several seconds before flipping and climbing back towards the sky. as she swung around the cliffs, sharp teeth exposed in a carefree smile, she could hear the hooting and hollering of a certain proud olo'eyktan in training."
THE BATTLE OF THE HALLELUJAH MOUNTAINS. the battle of ayram alusìng.
-----"don't leave me. kiley, stay with me. open your goddamn eyes. please..."-----
neytiri, who had enjoyed the scientist girl's bright eyes and energetic talk, was most saddened to have been the one to find her and tsu'tey lying breathless on the forest floor. roots had already begun to grow around their ankles, and kiley's head lay on his chest, but neither of them had a heartbeat. jake wouldn't talk for days after, but he had to believe his sister was with eywa now, they both were, and they would go to the tree of souls and hear their voices. but when he went, kiley was not there.
where did her soul go?
AVATAR THE WAY OF WATER. second chances
DAUGHTER OF THE OMATICAYA CLAN. tsireya te omaticaya'ite.
several weeks following the birth of neteyam te suli tsyeyk'itan, son of the olo'eyktan, a na'vi new born was found amongst the roots of the tree of souls itself. her skin was white as the atokirina, and her hair a unique light brown, her arrival sending shock waves through the clan. she looked like any other omaticaya, but her parentage was unknown, so she was taken in by a young mother in the who's mate had died in the battle with the sky people... and named as a daughter of the clan itself.
as she grew, it quickly became clear that she was a gifted child, bonding with a direhorse as a toddler, before she was even big enough to ride the animal. she would repeatedly wander off into the forest on some quest to befriend every animal she encountered and, to everyone's bewilderment, she succeeded without a scratch. this bond with eywa was of great interest to mo'at in particular, who inducted the strange little child into her brood of grandchildren. tsireya took a special liking to kiri, another child with a unique awareness of life all around them and, for a time, the only other girl in the group.
the two boys, neteyam and lo'ak, were both adventurous and unruly, and constantly engaged in a less than subtle competition for their young girl friend's attention. of course, she didn't entertain them. she found common ground with both boys, for different virtues;
neteyam appealed to her romantic nature. always offering to help her with chores, or gifting her small tokens when she was sad, and forever down to go flying in the twilight even if it went against his father's rules. ever since tsireya first met teyam, she had always imagined that they would be together one day... but this secret might not stay that way for long is she keeps looking at him like that.
lo'ak, on the other hand, occupied a certain soft spot in her heart. his energy matched hers, and if he wasn't dragging her out on some insane side quest then she was dragging him on hers. he was, for instance, the reason she became palulukan makto at just 13 years old, because he thought they would be fine to take a shortcut past the mother's nest... lo'ak mistook this deep affection they had for each other as a sign they would be mates one day, but tsireya knew in her soul he would meet someone new, she just wasn't sure when.
sorrow shattered the pale daughter's joyful life when the sky people returned, raining hellfire on her people and her home. the worst came when her 'adoptive' mother and sister were killed during a raid on one of the rda tanks. as a result, tsireya begged olo'eyktan jake sully to take her with his family when they left the forest. it didn't take much for him to cave, after all he had always looked upon this mysterious na'vi with gentleness. he and neytiri had questioned her origins for a while now, pushing away this strange feeling that she was so similar to their old friend kie kiley. tsireya had even bonded with hoa uhane, who had survived the battle and returned to the ikran nesting grounds years before.
"so the sully's fled the forest, taking their broken-hearted friend with them, who was practically family. neytiri turned to look back at her riding with tuktirey, eyes flitting over the features which were almost identical to that of the tender girl who was her heart's friend. did she truly have no memory of her past life?"
this took me like 2 hours please. i haven’t even included my relationship w/ quaritch or the events of atwow or afaa if anyone’s interested…
---- now playing : white feather hawk tail deer hunter, by lana del rey ----
introducing house melaeryos, the third valyrian noble house of westeros. our house colours are purple and green, with a sigil depicting the shadow of a dragon shifting behind a clash of leafy trees.
historically, house melaeryos was among the most pure-blooded families of old valyria, and known for taming only the glorious and honourable dragons. old and powerful houses such as ours did not believe the targaryen's, who had migrated to westeros by fearful dragon dreams, excluding one man.
...long post under the cut...
my ancestor, lord jaehaerys melaeryos iii, fled the valyrian freehold days before the doom wiped out its' remaining people. he flew solo across the sea, treading the path of the red house that had gone twelve years before him. exhausted, he travelled past dragonstone and over the vale, crash landing in the untouched wild forest which borders the north and the narrow sea. back then it was a revered terrain, only populated by a few scattered camps, people who were barely surviving.
he swiftly conquered the territory and gathered supporters from all corners of the seven kingdoms: people who flooded to gape at the great red elder dragon who crouched over the trees, his mammoth size covering more than half a mile of land. an imposing castle was built in the deepest part of the forest; the floral palace and all surrounding areas, as far as the edge of the trees and the great canyon, was named cedarwood. jaehaerys melaeryos became the unbeatable, the first king of the wood.
the targaryens at dragonstone, already brewing with rebellion, had no choice but to recognise the forest's autonomy. king jaehaerys then entered into an agreement to aid aegon's conquest on the condition that he take his sister, rhaenys targaryen, to wed, so that the pure melaeryos line might continue with the blood of old valyria.
the three kings thought they were afraid when the black dread took flight, only to see even balerion fall under the shadow of jaehaerys' colossal crimson mount, ruadhraig.
NOTES FROM THE LIBRARY OF JOFFREY BARATHEON.
house melaeryos had always birthed proud children of intelligent mind and near animal beauty, more otherworldly than even the targaryen's. cedarwood became home to a disciplined people, united and ruled fairly by the independent king. they supplied westeros with rare materials and proficient soldiers. the descendants of tairn are gifted with the strength and speed necessary in times of conflict, as well as the ability to fly beneath the tree line and disappear from their enemies in narrow spaces, despite their size.
princess saeleys melaeryos, first of her name.
one daughter of the house melaeryos was famous for possessing the rare features of her ancestors in old valyria, as depicted by the history books she had obsessed over in her room: milky eyelashes, sharp teeth and the whitest hair imaginable, as well as an unmarkable ghostly (yet elegant) bearing. most rarely, she possessed a characteristic smattering of pale brown freckles, which had always been considered a mirror of the dragon scales - affectionately coined 'dragon-kissed' by her countrymen - a feature that had not been seen in the valyrian bloodlines since jaehaerys escaped the doom.
the melaeryos kings and queens believed in the practice of placing unhatched dragon eggs in their children's cribs before they reached one year of age. for the princess, a shimmering green egg was selected. the dragon that developed then was unlike many seen before; second in size only to vhagar by his nineteenth nameday, fastest alive and prolific in battle (as the future would predict). his soul was both wise and carefree, with a certain spark for excitement behind his blue eyes, making him the perfect counterpart to his princess. myelax, the wood scythe, was a true spectacle of the forest.
an influential young woman, beloved by her people as her ancestor's before her had been, saeleys was escorted to king's landing to wed. this arrangement was effected immediately following the tragic murder of her young cousin, lucerys velaryon.
in 129AC, following the death of viserys i targaryen, the fifth king of the wood since aegon the conquerer allied the consequential firepower of house melaeryos to the greens - by way of the unwilling betrothal of his youngest daughter to king aegon targaryen, second of his name, the usurper. by doing so, he betrayed their unspoken true loyalty to rhaenyra targaryen who they were closer to by blood and affection.
EXCERPT FROM LEGENDS AND HISTORIES, CATALOGUED BY THE LIBRARY OF JOFFREY BARATHEON.
jacaerys velaryon, upon receiving word of the engagement at dragonstone: "mother, they have sent her into the PIT, and the madness that dwells there."
on my wedding day, i sat in silence beside my new husband, who would mostly stare blankly ahead apart from the occasional lingering gaze on my cheek, my hair, my eyes. i was distracted all evening from this, my own attention fixed on the the infamous aemond targaryen, a man who sifted between guests like a scourge, as if he had not only a week before taken the life of a boy half his size... and twice his character. he approached me once, without bending the knee, and i was incensed to see that he detected my fidgeting fingers right away; unlike his brother, whose eyes would never assume to study my lap in that attentive manner, aemond was seeking to uncover me. a grey storm cloud brewed behind my porcelain presentation.
when the festivities were over, we retreated to the king's private chambers. he was gentler than i had expected him to be, trembling hands unlacing my dress, but i was glad he chose to do this in his bed and not mine. a silent awareness shivered between our bodies, and i understood that he was just as wary of this political connection as i.
my days passed at first with a simpleness that i found calming. aegon would sit with me in the morning sometimes to watch me draw, fiddling with the tools and poking me when he'd get bored. i was surprised to discover that he asked questions, but i could see that he mostly didn't pay attention to my answers. in the night he would summon me to his rooms, and i eventually relented to the acceptance that the experience wasn't as unpleasant as it might be.
the honeymoon phase, to my dismay, did not last. i discerned early on that alicent hightower trusted an alliance with the wood no more than i trusted her sons to honour me. after merely weeks at king's landing, i was suddenly chained under the near constant watch of her second son. aemond would lurk in the corridors, stand in doorways and watch me from windows even far away, and i found the skin on the back of my neck prickling at regular intervals. i still saw aegon in the twilight hours, but he stopped accompanying me outside of that, deterred by his brother's unsettling presence.
every day i would escape to the skies, leaving the castle grounds behind and soaring over the coast with myelax. we would dip and twirl through the drizzling clouds for hours, but i could sense that he missed the caverns and trees of his homeland. i secretly promised that we would return there very soon, though i didn't yet understand how such an outcome would come to pass; the civil war was escalating between my husband and rhaenyra although, to my relief, none from the greens had called upon me to fight... yet.
against my better judgement, i felt sorry for aegon. he was whiny, and desperate for attention, but he was also at war for a crown he didn't even want. aemond, on the other hand, wreaked havoc on my nerves. if i stopped to admire a red lily in the garden for too long, he would hum under his breath. i got into the habit of anxiously rubbing my wrists together until the skin flushed red, but he became so bold as to pull them apart. there was a strange tension bubbling when we looked at each other, and especially when he would snap back at me, unafraid that i was his queen. alicent, of all people, saw what no one else did. it was not long after that when she assigned another guard to my post and, just as expected from the start, i slipped into boredom and loneliness.
---- now playing : nauseous, by conan gray ----
my time at king's landing continued after the fact with a stiff and cold atmosphere accompanied by the strange navigation between two brothers, equally possessive and obsessive. alicent sought to have the guards limit my time with myelax, wishing to have me confined within her eyesight. i fell into a deep melancholy, aching for the softness of moss under my dress and the warm embrace of my siblings... until, one day, i received a letter.
jacaerys velaryon, my cousin, had found a way to deliver this message to me through... uncertain circumstances. i had not felt a spark of honest happiness in the months i had lived in the red keep - even flying became a limited thrill; moments that would inevitably end. he wished me luck in my marriage, and bore no ill will against me for being forced to disarm his mother. most importantly, he engraved a secret return location lest i wish to write him back.
it was then that i engaged in a secret conference with my then only friend. the longer it went on, i would find my thoughts drifting and swelling with excitement, even in my husband's chambers, since i was always in a state of anticipation. it was a kind of gift, and jace never disappointed. as children, we would sneak into the forest at cedarwood for hours, playing knights and faeries. rhaenyra always discovered us, gently insisting that they return home, and we would cry in melodramatic despair. i had not seen him since months before my betrothal, when we were seven and ten years old but, through our exchanges, i discovered he had grown into a confident and kind man, one who seemed to display a certain concern about my situation.
before long, the letters started to tread the line between comfort and yearning.
saeleys targaryen, the usurper bride.
through time and observation, aegon's queen began to believe herself a better strategist than her husband. through the use of private letters with her cousin and future husband, she prepared herself to utilise her birth house's reputation and power to overthrow the system that held her at king's landing. maesters ask if she had always been loyal to rhaenyra, and argue whether or not she was a spy from the beginning.
HISTORIES FROM THE LIBRARY OF MAESTER AEMON OF THE NIGHT'S WATCH.
༉‧₊˚ things i've remembered since i started channelling my niche unscripted reality ! ༉‧₊˚
"I'm not wise at all. I told you, I know nothing. I know books, and I know how to string words together - it doesn't mean I know how to speak about the things that matter most to me."
"But you're doing it now - in a way." "Yes, in a way - that's how I always say things: in a way."
☆ unlike other realities, where i scripted i can speak several languages fluently, i can only speak broken french as well as english.
☆ my hair is naturally black and white.
☆ my bedroom in my london flat has a bay window and floorboards.
☆ i exclusively smoke vogue slims.
☆ when i was living in london, i worked part time as a professional dancer, appearing in music videos and even on stage, as well as the occasional burlesque show .
☆ after moving to sandford, i run every morning where it's always blissfully silent and fallen in a misty grey filter .
☆ i am twenty years old and my s/o is twenty-three .
☆ i cannot picture the appearance of my small cottage, but i know there is a small river running behind it .
☆ i have a narrow-bladed sword tattooed down the length of my spine .
☆ i befriended the grey horse with freckles on her nose, who stands by the stone wall where i run, often wearing a pink halter. i don't know her name or her owner but feel that we understand each other on a spiritual plane .
☆ my small café bakery quickly becomes famous in the village for the quality and friendly service (i run it solo) .
☆ andy (wainwright) leaned over the counter after andy (cartwright) left flustered once and apologises for his "very specific form of affection". very specific meaning being a rude little bitch .
☆ andy's ears turn red when he's embarrassed .
☆ i survive off original monsters and packet noodles .
☆ my favourite movies are titanic (1997) and the mummy (1999) and i never watch one without the other .
☆ on our second anniversary, andy buys me a chocolate brown cocker spaniel puppy .
☆ my parents died on friday 13th april, 2007 in a traffic collision. this is something i have never even thought of scripting before, of course it wasn't a choice or decision, i don't want it but it came to me so specifically - i'm anxious to allow it to play out .
(these are just the realities i've actually scripted) (the list just keeps growing lmao no control)
A KNIGHT OF THE SEVEN KINGDOMS DR.
introducing cordelia meris of house dewitt bukater, sigil of the free horse. remembered as cordelia targaryen, the ambitious.
s/o : aerion brightflame
home : highgarden, the reach
this reality feels... the most aesthetic
introductory post!
AKOTSK MODERN AU DR.
introducing cordelia dewitt bukater, a childhood friend of the maekarlings who's returned to KLU for her 3rd year of undergraduate degree in languages after studying at sunspear university. when 9 years have passed without seeing each other in person, what could happen?
s/o : daeron targaryen
home : king's landing
this reality feels... like a fanfic that has you kicking your feet
PEACEMAKER DR
introducing dorcas ‘dot’ romie, the english girl working as a zoologist in the gold coast, australia, who doesn't really have anything to do with peacemaker but thinks her boyfriend might be hiding something.
introducing kie kiley, who wants to be a zoologist and loves her friends with all her soul.
s/o : felix yongbok lee
home : somerset, england
this reality feels... the most like me
AVATAR DR.
introducing kie kiley, the scientist with the soul of an artist.
s/o : tsu'tey te rongloa ateyitan
reintroduced as tsireya te omaticaya'ite, what was once lost int eh world became a daughter of the people.
s/o : neteyam te suli tsyeyk'itan
this reality feels... the most magical
introductory post!
HOUSE OF THE DRAGON DR.
introducing princess saeleys of the third valyrian noble house in westeros, house melaeryos, daughter of the king of the wood and queen to aegon, the usurper. famous for her violet eyes and sharp teeth.
s/o: jacaerys velaryon
this reality feels… exciting
introductory post part 1!
introductory post part 2!
KATSEYE DR.
introducing leah, the cheetah. maknae, dance line and vocal line.
s/o : zhao yufan (james)
home : somerset, england
this reality feels... the most fun
GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY DR.
introducing mayari kent, the krylorian girl with a bounty on her head. known by the authorities as vale, her enemies whisper of the girl butcher.
s/o : felix lee, "not another outlaw."
this reality feels... the most entertaining
ACTRESS DR.
introducing brielle darling, everybody's favourite, not to mention the greatest of all time. unquestionably beautiful and talented, only slightly problematic.
s/o : josh o' connor
children : magdalena darling, the shining star
this reality feels... the most grown up
POPSTAR/THEATRE PRODIGY DR.
introducing meryl adaline coffey, addie to her friends. the voice that could power a nuclear plant.
s/o : ???
children : jazzie storrie
this reality makes me feel... like a true artist
HOGWARTS DR.
introducing kie kiley, the third kiley child to 'disgrace' the halls of gryffindor. "the kiley's are like the weasleys but cool"
s/o : jack mercer (faceclaim only) who is easily the softest boy i ever knew
in this reality i look forward to... enjoying school
BRIDGERTON DR.
introducing georgiana bridgerton, the miracle daughter born 7 days after her twin sister francesca. named the rose of her season.
s/o : lord jeremiah (fisher) theophany, heir to the marquess of canterbury
this reality is... pretty to look at
OUTER BANKS DR.
introducing luella serafine dorothea charbonneau, who doesn't think her name is too long.
s/o : jj maybank "what's up, english!"
s/o : rafe cameron, who gave her a promise ring
this reality feels... the loneliest
KPOP DR.
introducing mercy bannerman, the golden girl from down under, and easily the best dancer in the industry.
s/o : pretty han jisung (they barely waited 2 seconds to get married after disbanding)
home : seoul, korea
this reality has... the most meaningful relationships
THE OFFICE DR
introducing leah bradshaw, dunder mifflin’s dark haired baddie, future new york journalist.
s/o: benjamin green (fc charlie hunnam)
home: scranton, pennsylvania
my first shifting script
2ND THE OFFICE DR.
introducing rêve bardot, dunder mifflin's charming little receptionist.
s/o : samuel hwang
home : wyoming
this reality feels... refreshing
HOT FUZZ DR.
introducing kie kiley, the just orphaned 20-year-old who retreats to the countryside to heal her inner child, and in doing so finds her true self.
s/o : DC andy cartwright
children : brionny, who looks like her father, and maxwell, who inherited his mother's b&w split hair
this reality feels... the most domestic
NEW GIRL DR.
introducing isadora frost, the concept artist from england who might just be too cool for the loft to handle.
s/o : ernie tagliaboo
home : los angeles, california
this reality feels... colourful
GREY'S ANATOMY / TOP GUN DR.
introducing dr leah bradshaw, who wants to be a neurosurgeon, but apparently must deal with all the drama of seattle grace first.
s/o unscripted
home : san diego, california
this reality feels... heavy
THE WALKING DEAD DR.
introducing evangeline delaney valentine. with her twin brother they escaped the chaos in minnesota on a cargo train headed to georgia. “angels have blonde hair.”
s/o : baby (atticus merritt - fc andrew garfield)
this reality is… the scariest
AVENGERS DR.
introducing wren-james monroe, the girl who wasn’t born. mother nature’s daughter was discovered in the woods with no memory, but a power settled deep in her bones.
obsessed with the idea of adrian having a zoologist girlfriend who patiently listens to his animal facts while gently correcting him every now and then. meanwhile he's in awe because she knows everything
