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[legendsvng]

『 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘧 𝘢 𝘭 𝘭 , 𝘔𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝙥𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙚. 』

𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧 of house 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐞 has entered the fray! having survived 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 summers, they have proven themselves to be a valuable asset to their house. they are known for being 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞, but also known to be 𝐡𝐲𝐩𝐨𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞. when thinking of them, one can picture 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐫, 𝐚 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐟𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐝, 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐭, 𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡.

basics ;;

◇ full name: criston cole. ◇ titles: ser, lord commander of the kingsguard, hand of the king to aegon ii targaryen, the kingmaker. ◇ age: thirty-five. ◇ gender: cis male. ◇ pronouns: he/him. ◇ species: human. ◇ position: the red keep, king's landing, the crownlands. ◇ civil status: single, vowed celibate. ◇ religion: the faith of the seven. ◇ language: the common tongue. ◇ romantic orientation: biromantic. ◇ sexual orientation: bisexual. ◇ sexual temperament: service/dominant. ◇ sexual position: versatile, top-leaning.

relationships ;;

◇ parents: a steward of blackhaven. ◇ siblings: none. ◇ significant other: none, queen alicent hightower (lover), rhaenyra targaryen (former lover). ◇ children: none.

physical traits ;;

◇ face claim: fabien frankel. ◇ eye colour: deep brown. ◇ hair: raven black curls. ◇ height: five foot, ten inches. ◇ body build: athletic with chiselled muscles, an inverted triangle shape with broad back and narrow waistline. ◇ facial/body hair: a perpetual stubble, with dark hair spread across his torso, arms, legs and crotch, front and back. ◇ tattoos + piercings: none. ◇ notable physical traits: dark, dornish skin, pouted lips, prominent nose, wide eyes with thick lashes, a few battle scars across the arms and torso.

hopes and fears ;;

◇ dreams: to serve the crown loyally til the end of his days, remaining faithful to his king and his vows. ◇ phobias/fears: to betray his oath — or rather be caught breaking it. ruin everything he had achieved and losing the cape which brought him any semblance of honor to his house. ◇ mental disorders: none.

personality ;;

◇ intelligence: bodily-kinesthetic. his wits and cunning are an utter disappointment, but the power criston holds once he's let loose in the battlefield is undeniable. his reflexes and agility at the moment of coming up with his next move more than justify his position as lord commander. ◇ likes: taking the lead, bringing honor to his house and his title, feeling seen and useful, victory, jousting, sparring, swimming, hunting, sex, camping, star gazing, his armour, mead, the coast, heated weathers, fresh oranges. ◇ dislikes: deceit, being taken advantage of, disobedience, stubbornness, treason to the crown, the guilt of breaking his oath and being called out for it, dirty cloaks, rhaenyra targaryen. ◇ alignment: lawful evil. ◇ positive attributes: dutiful, honorable, firm, sensitive, earnest, determined, strong-willed, bold. ◇ negative attributes: hot-headed, irrational, hypocritical, vindictive, blood-thirsty, snarky, false, opportunistic, idiotic, impulsive, unbending.

combat ;;

◇ weapons of choice: sword, spear, flail, fists. ◇ powers: physical brawn, strategic thinking in combat.

aesthetics ;;

◇ aesthetics: a pristine white cape hanging from a polished steel armour, a sword stained in blood, the galloping hoofs of a steed, a victorious joust, pitch black curls flowing in the wind, dark skin coated in beads of sweat, the rough grip of calloused fingers, tender doe eyes with a blind rage buried underneath. ◇ inspo: tbd.

kinks ;;

◇ kinks: body worship, kissing, cunnulingus, blowjobs (receiving), rimming /giving/receiving), nipple play, armpits, frotting, fingering, impact play, breeding, outdoor sex, dirty talk. ◇ anti-kinks: clothed sex, restraints, sensory deprivation, watersports, scat.

background ;;

　　when criston cole was knighted by ser arlan dondarrion, he knew his path was paved towards greatness. 　　being the first born to a lowly house in service to the lord of balckhaven, criston knew that his furute was uncertain. all he could do was continue the legacy of his father, remain a steward to house dondarrion, marry a pretty commoner girl and pass on his uneventful legacy to the children he would have. but such a future felt dissatisfying for the young man. and as such, he decided to aim high. train himself in the art of the sword and shield, have his start fighting as a mere footsoldier in border conflicts against dorne. his bravery and prowess were well rewarded, giving him a title and bringing house cole forward as a house worth recognizing. 　　criston's victorious strike continued as he showed off his abilities in different tourneys and jousts. besting the likes of tralys, baratheons, and even prince daemon targaryen himself. with the favor of a young princess rhaenyra, he was eventually inducted to the kingsguard, with all the duties and vows such a title entailed. vows why sooner than later, he would break. 　　rhaenyra was beautiful. so beautiful that their touch, their beauty, it all enticed criston to fall in her trap. taking her maidenhood and effectively spitting on his oaths. he had a solution, take the princess away and start anew in essos. he had accomplished everything he dreamed of once, he could start a new dream with his princess by his side. they refused. and criston was left heartbroken, used, disgusted by himself and with the cruel princess he had given up his values for. his honest confession to queen alicent had saved his position, but the damage was already done. 　　as the days went by, the guilt and hatred he felt for himself festered as pus would on a neglected wound, culminating on the knight pummeling joffrey lonmouth to death in the middle of rhaenyra's wedding feast to leanor velaryon. he would have taken his life that very evening if it wasn't for the queen intervening. from then on, criston's life belonged to her and her family. their bidding was his to obey. 　　long gone was the spirited knight who won tourneys for fun and presented himself with a noble smile. he was cold, stern, fixated on accomplishing his duties and nothing else. his hatred to the crown princess remained, unafraid to call out the dubious parentage of her bastard children, and following through with the accession to the throne of the rightful heir to the iron throne: aegon ii targaryen. 　　not only was criston cole given the title of lord commander of the kingsguard, but once lord otto hightower had proven himself an insolent against his king, aegon have him the pin and chain of the hand, effectively making him the second most powerful man in westeros. criston cole, the first born to a lowly house in service to the lord of balckhaven.

wanted connections ;;

◇ rhaenyra targaryen — his first and most painful love. the person he broke his oath for, whom in turn broke his heart with no regard for his feelings. a spoiled cunt who now shall remember that her place will never be in the iron throne. ◇ alicent hightower — his queen. the forbidden fruit he willingly bit, and now can't have enough of. no love, just passion and desire taking over every time they reach the bed. as long as the kingdom doesn't know what happens behind closed doors, they are safe. his honor is safe..

[legendsvng]

『 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘺 𝙗 𝙚 𝙮 𝙤 𝙣 𝙙 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝙧 𝙖 𝙞 𝙣 𝙗 𝙤 𝙬 𝘸𝘩𝘺 , 𝘰𝘩 , 𝙬 𝙝 𝙮 𝘤 𝘢 𝘯 ' 𝘵 𝘪 ? 』

𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 of house 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 has entered the fray! having survived 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 summers, they have proven themselves to be a valuable asset to their house. they are known for being 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭, but also known to be 𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐥𝐲. when thinking of them, one can picture 𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫, 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬, 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲, 𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬, 𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐬𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞.

basics ;;

◇ full name: samwell tarly. ◇ titles: black brother of the night's watch, former lord of horn hill, samwell the slayer. ◇ age: twenty-five. ◇ gender: cis male. ◇ pronouns: he/him. ◇ species: human. ◇ position: steward to maester aemon. ◇ civil status: single. ◇ religion: born into the faith of the seven, currently doubtful. ◇ language: the common tongue. ◇ romantic orientation: homoromantic. ◇ sexual orientation: homosexual. ◇ sexual temperament: submissive. ◇ sexual position: versatile.

relationships ;;

◇ parents: randyll tarly (father); melessa florent (mother). ◇ siblings: talla tarly and two more sisters, dickon tarly (younger brother). ◇ significant other: none. ◇ children: none.

physical traits ;;

◇ face claim: john bradley-west. ◇ eye colour: hazel. ◇ hair: straight, pitch black hair. ◇ height: five foot, eight inches. ◇ body build: round and overweight, a moon-shaped face that ends on a double chin. thick arms and thick legs, yet weak of muscle in spite of his size. ◇ facial/body hair: a scraggly neckbeard and thin moustache, with not much else body hair to talk about; save for his armpits, pubes, and a lousy amount of individual hairs scattered in between his heavy breasts. ◇ tattoos + piercings: none - needles terrify him. ◇ notable physical traits: pale skin that easily bruises, softer than a maiden's, small mouth with rosy lips, plump cheeks, droopy eyes and a button nose..

hopes and fears ;;

◇ dreams: to become a maester, live a peaceful life. ◇ phobias/fears: nearly everything. conflict, heights, bloodshed, prostitutes, failure. and yet the worst of them all might be the rage of his father. ◇ mental disorders: poor self-esteem.

personality ;;

◇ intelligence: logical-mathematical, linguistic, naturalist — in spite of his father's efforts, samwell's brains outdo his brawn, being well-versed in history, arithmetics, literature and politics. even holding a quite witty tongue when in a confident enough position. ◇ likes: reading and learning, poetry, antiques, listening to music, making his own songs, wearing soft velvets, dancing on his own, kittens, lemon cakes, blueberry tarts, a warm bed, a hearty meal, bright colors, the scent of spring. ◇ dislikes: horn hill, martial activities, hunting, swimming, blood, cold, heavy chains, the dark, being yelled at. ◇ alignment: neutral good. ◇ positive attributes: intelligent, compassionate, loyal, observant, gentle, methodical, sensible, honest, righteous, bold. ◇ negative attributes: pessimistic, cowardly, awkward, timid, gluttonous, disillusioned, whiny. anxious.

combat ;;

◇ weapons of choice: a dragonglass dagger. ◇ powers: his brains, strategic thinking.

aesthetics ;;

◇ aesthetics: raven black hair, round and flushed cheeks, stubby fingers tracing through ancient pages, training bruises staining milk white skin with purples and reds, burning candles in the darkness of a library, lemon cakes and blueberry tarts, velvet tunics with belts tied too tight, clumsy dances no one is meant to see. ◇ inspo: samwise gamgee from the lord of the rings, stede bonnet from our flag means death (2023), the cowardly lion from the wonderful wizard of oz.

kinks ;;

◇ kinks: vanilla, kissing, groping, masturbating, blowjobs, cunnulingus, rimming, nipple play, armpits, musk, frotting, fingering, body worship, breeding, cuddlefucking, bath sex, aftercare. ◇ anti-kinks: biting/marking, restraining, degradation, humiliation, impact play, blood play, sensory deprivation, public sex, voyeurism, watersports, scat.

background ;;

　　samwell tarly was born a disapointment. 　　once the heir of horn hill, samwell was raised under the iron fist of his father, lord randyll tarly. the man wanted a son worthy of the house of the hunter, a ruthless fighter who would not hesitate as the horns called him to battle. the seven, however, had given him a gentle boy who enjoyed singing septon songs and picking flowers in the meadow. randyll put the blame on the child's mother, melessa florent, for enabling the child to soften. and so, he took it upon himself to do whatever it took to straighten up samwell, and make him the man he needed to be. 　　unfortunately, that was not how things worked. a dozen masters-at-arms had tried to toughen up the boy. they made him sleep in chainmail, bathe in auroch blood, paraded him around the castle in his mother's dresses. yells, beatings, nothing seemed to work. at his core, samwell was a tender soul, and that could not be changed. 　　in spite of his father's abuse, he had found a refuge in horn hill's library, and the hundreds of books he could get his hands on. his passion for learning was as big as his appetite, to the point where sam even considered travelling to oldtown, hoping to study and perhaps become a maester. a dream which was soon eviscerated after being manacled hand and foot to a wall for three days straight, randyll horrified at the idea of a tarly bending the knee to serve petty lords. 　　in the end, randyll had to accept that samwell was a disgrace. and so, with a clear cut threat to his life, he sent his son away to take the black, so the new heir of horn hill could be his younger brother, dickon tarly. samwell cried in silence as he made his way up north - not because he would miss life in horn hill, but because he had proven himself to be a worthless failure. and he continued to be so as he became a black brother, unable to hold himself in training and becoming the laughing stock as soon as he stepped in. that was at least, until jon snow took him under his wing. 　　it was odd, in a way. what had been framed to be his father's ultimate punishment, had soon become the salvation samwell had been praying for. in the wall, samwell had friends. good friends who cared for him and supported his soft pursuits. he had become a steward to maester aemon, tending to his writings and bonding with his ravens, whom themselves had taken a liking to the plump man. the cold was not forgiving and the food was scarce, but a part of sam felt safe with his new family. at least that was the case, until they uncovered a dark secret beyond the wall. 　　the others were coming. a looming threat that put the entire destiny of the seven realms at play. in an act of desperation, samwell had to take on a new challenge: head back to the south, and gather whatever help he could have. there were five kings out there, even more on the way, but all they needed was one willing to listen.

wanted connections ;;

◇ jon snow. — samwell's best friend. the first one who had taken a step forward to defend him, the one who taught him all he knows in battle. jon had been there to listen and comfort him, and sam looks up to him as a source of strength. a true leader, through and through. ◇ the night's watch — while jon is samwell's right hand man, he is grateful to have the rest of the gang to support him. grenn, pyp, dareon, his black brothers. the teasing is a little ruthless sometimes, but he could tell it came from a please of camaraderie - at least he hoped so. ◇ house tarly — the family samwell left behind. dickon, his dear brother, samwell holds no grudge against him, and in fact admires him quite a lot. he managed to be everything samwell could never be, and he had to respect it. talla, his sisters, and his darling mother melessa. and then there's lord randyll...a man whose voice alone made samwell tremble to his very core. if there is a reason why samwell is terrified of returning to the south, that had to be lord randyll.

[ireoftheredviper]

Fifth Bastard of Prince Oberyn Martell. Ire . Lady Lance of The Sand Snakes. Fierce. There is no secret that Elia tends to earn the anger; swept in bouts of sadness, that his father exhibits. Perhaps he is most honest with those that he has grown intimate with. Though, it tends to lead the child to act according to his own will with bitterness, receiving his father's 'hatred'. Bewildered spirit. Wounded sparrow. Just hope that you do not find yourself staring down the other end of his lance. Passionate. Insatiable.

[ michael cimino, queer, demi male + he/him ] elia sand of house martell has entered the fray! having survived twenty-two summers, they have proven themselves to be a valuable asset to their house. they are known for being rapturous & resilient, but also known to be wayward & willful. when thinking of them, one can picture untamed beauty of the wild obsidian mare, taunting exchange of passion and want, & beads of sweat that caress the small of the back.

[trystanexmartell]

[ taylor zakhar perez, bisexual, cis man + he/him/his ] trystane of house martell has entered the fray! having survived twenty-four summers, they have proven themselves to be a valuable asset to their house. they are known for being curious & free spirited, but also known to be naive & impulsive. when thinking of them, one can picture exposed skin in the pools of the water garden, an easy laugh from youthful lips, sand resting in dark curls, a sword with a snake shaped hilt resting on his hip, & satin clothing resting on a hairy chest

Trystane is the youngest child of Prince Doran Martell. It is because of that he has had a free spirited youth.

He spends his days in the Water Garden, swimming in the pools, the beach, drying off naked in the sand and playing cyvasse

His worry free life is coming to an end now, as he is betrothed to the Princess Myrcella Baratheon.

It is his duty to ensure an alliance between Dorne and the Crown

He just hopes now he doesn't let anyone down with this new weight on his shoulders

BASICS.

name — Trystane Nymeros Martell

nick names — Trys

titles & alias’ — Prince of Dorne

gender — Cis Man

pronouns — He/Him/His

romantic & sexual orientation — Biromantic & Bisexual

age — 24

place of birth — Sunspear, Dorne

current residence — Sunspear, Dorne

PERSONALITY.

positive traits — curious, free spirited, kind, and big-hearted,

negative traits —  naive, over trusting, impulsive, and boisterous

likes  —  swimming, cyvasse, lounging out on the beach, being with friends, hawking

dislikes  — needless cruelty and meaness, a lack of adventure, being cooped up inside

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE.

eye color — Brown

hair color — Brown

hair style — Curly

complexion — Tan

build — Lean, & Muscular

height — 6'3

clothing — Free and Flowing, often shows off his chest, made of satin and silk

accessories & jewelry — Pendent Necklaces, and Rings often in the shape of the Sun, a Snake, or a Spear

faceclaim — Taylor Zakhar Perez

RELATIONSHIPS.

grandparents — 

parents —   Prince Doran Nymeros Martell, & Lady Mellario

siblings — Princess Arianne Nymeros Martell, & Prince Quentyn Nymeros Martell (Both Older)

cousins   — The Sand Snakes (The Children of his Uncle Oberyn Nymeros Martell)

romantic interest — Myrcella Baratheon (Betrothed)

children — None

pets — Multiple Dogs

MISC.

religion — Faith of the Seven

known languages — Common Tongue

[sehkirus]

Bastard child of a seafarer. Adrift. Offering of a Prostitute. Sensuality. Some riddles never find solution as the components to the challenges have all seemed to ... wither. Sehkirus was born into servitude. While Westeros tends to gaze down upon whores, they were honored to serve their Gods; new and old. Not all Maesters tend to the Throne. And some magic isn't driven in blood or revenge. Priestess. Priapic.

[ oscar isaac, queer, demi male + he/him/they] sehkirus waters of chataya's brothel has entered the fray! having survived thirty-two summers, they have proven themselves to be a valuable asset to their house. they are known for being methodical & meticulous, but also known to be ravenous & reticent. when thinking of them, one can picture the otherworldly euphoria intoxicating mind, body, & spirit. [...]

[legendsvng]

『 𝘖𝘩, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘐'𝘮 𝘶𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘵 ? 𝘓𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸 𝘢 𝘴 𝘤 𝘶 𝘵 𝘧 𝘰 𝘳 𝘪 𝘵 . 』

𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐢 of house 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 has entered the fray! having survived 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐬𝐢𝐱 summers, they have proven themselves to be a valuable asset to their house. they are known for being 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞, but also known to be 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟-𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐝. when thinking of them, one can picture 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞, 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐧𝐯𝐲, 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬, 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟-𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬.

basics ;;

◇ full name: cersei lannister. ◇ titles: queen regent to king joffrey i baratheon, protector of the realm, lady of casterly rock, shield of lannisport, light of the west. ◇ age: thirty-six. ◇ gender: trans male. ◇ pronouns: any, commonly addressed as she/her. ◇ species: human. ◇ position: the red keep, king's landing, the crownlands. ◇ civil status: widowed. ◇ religion: the faith of the seven. ◇ language: the common tongue. ◇ romantic orientation: homoromantic. ◇ sexual orientation: homosexual. ◇ sexual temperament: dominant. ◇ sexual position: bottom.

relationships ;;

◇ parents: tywin lannister (father); joanna lannister (mother). ◇ siblings: jaime lannister (twin brother), tyrion lannister (younger brother). ◇ significant other: jaime lannister (lover), king robert i baratheon (husband, diseased). ◇ children: joffrey i baratheon, myrcella baratheon, tommen baratheon.

physical traits ;;

◇ face claim: sam reid. ◇ eye colour: emerald green. ◇ hair: golden blond curls. ◇ height: five foot, ten inches. ◇ body build: lean with smooth muscles shaping it, ample pecs and waist with a cinched waist to match. ◇ facial/body hair: no more than peach fuzz spread across his body - save for a bush at the base of their crotch. ◇ tattoos + piercings: both earlobes pierced. ◇ notable physical traits: fair skin, soft to the touch, narrow eyes, plump lips, square jaw.

hopes and fears ;;

◇ dreams: to rule the seven kingdoms with no king by their side. to be respected, feared, treated as if they were not born to bear children. ◇ phobias/fears: to see their ambitions crumble and their lies discovered; for maggy the frog's prophecy to come true. valonqar. tyrion. ◇ mental disorders: narcissistic tendencies, constant paranoia, alcoholism.

personality ;;

◇ intelligence: linguistic, intrapersonal, interpersonal — all deluded through their delusions of grandeur, impatience and short-sightedness. in spite of that, they know how to effectively use and manipulate those around them in favor of their own goals. hide their intentions behind a prideful smile. ◇ likes: power, sex, praise, validation, respect, her children, gold, luxurious gowns and shoes, expensive perfumes, arbor gold wine, nights of peaceful sleep, lilies, emeralds, furs, heights. ◇ dislikes: being put down, questioned or ignored, tyrion lannister, any threats to their position as queen, crowded rooms, dirt and mud, peasants, wild animals. ◇ alignment: chaotic evil. ◇ positive attributes: elegant, graceful, protective, confident, prudent, ambitious, unapologetic. ◇ negative attributes: arrogant, impatient, immature, vain, paranoid, haughty, delusional, rash, stubborn, bitter, resentful, foolish.

combat ;;

◇ weapons of choice: their body, their kingsguard.

aesthetics ;;

◇ aesthetics: hair of sunshine gold, lips red as the rose, eyes green with envy, expensive silks and embroidered velvet wrapped around a godly figure, precious stones embedded into golden rings and necklaces, a half-full cup of wine in hand, bare skin lit by a warm fireplace, a disarming yet callous smile, the stare of a fearsome lioness. ◇ inspo: lady tremaine from cinderella (2015), morgana pendragon from merlin (2005), queen nehelenia from bishoujo senshi sailor moon, heather chandler from heathers (1988), paola bracho from la usurpadora (1998), the family jewels by marina and the diamonds, more tbd.

kinks ;;

◇ kinks: power play, praise, body worship, kissing, cunnulingus, rimming, biting/marking (giving), nipple play, frotting, fingering, impact play, breeding, bath sex, hair pulling, restraining, public sex, threesomes. ◇ anti-kinks: biting/marking (receiving), degradation, humiliation, watersports, scat.

background ;;

　　cersei had been born with nothing to aspire to. nothing but a single goal: to be a queen. 　　the first born child of tywin and johann lannister, and they came out without a cock. jaime followed right after, a proper heir for the great lion of the rock. that had been just the beginning of the unjust life of cersei lannister. born a twin, a carbon copy of their sibling, yet lacked the part that mattered most in the world that had welcomed them both at the very same time. 　　the years saw the twins grow in height and beauty, impossible to be told apart for about ten years. they spent all time together, at play and at sleep. cersei adored their brother, the man they could trust more than anyone else in the world. their first love, their first kiss, their first time making love. even before either of them understood what they were doing. johann found out, and stopped it before it could go on any further. if only. 　　johann died after giving birth to another child, whom in cersei's words, was a deformed monster who had taken their mother away from them. 　　alone and resentful, the young lioness had been comforted only by their father, who smiling a rare smile, promised her something greater than dresses or jewels. tywin had promised cersei a crown, for they would marry the most beautiful man in all the seven kingdoms: prince rhaegar targaryen. 　　just as the young lady dreamed of wedding bells, her dreams had shattered once again, for aerys had rejected her father's proposal. with a broken heart, cersei sought her brother's arms, begging him to take the white and stay on king's landing before her father could marry him to a tully as he intended. and so he did, something tywin took as an offense. with no heir, he took his first-born away, back to casterly rock. 　　from then on, all the young cersei could hear were rumours carried by black feathers. a rebellion had broken out. rhaegar, her beautiful prince, had been murder by one robert baratheon. and before they could have any time to mourn the love they never had, cersei had been promised to be the new king's bride. finally a queen, but with whom? an abusive, drunken brute who, in their very wedding night, had called them the name of that fucking she-wolf whom had stolen his heart — and rhaegar's right before. 　　that was the moment in which cersei turned back to the one safe place they had left. jaime gave them everything robert couldn't. tender words, passionate nights, and three beautiful cubs, all with the golden manes of a pure-blooded lannister. and the idiot they had for a husband never found out. jon arryn, ned stark, anyone who even dared to threaten the queen's secret had paid for their insolence in trying to defame them - even if joffrey took it to an extreme cersei couldn't have predicted by getting eddard beheaded, setting off an war all across the seven kingdoms. 　　and it all got worse from there, as maggy the frog's prophcy had come back to haunt her dreams. not only were there rumours of a silver-haired targaryen princess across the narrow sea, but the one consolation cersei had, finally taking their rightful place and ruling as regent queen to her son, had been foiled by her father taking control away from her hands, and bringing over their dwarf brother to be hand of the king. her little brother. the valonqar which would be her undoing...not if they could avoid it.

wanted connections ;;

◇ their children. — their pride, the light of their life...at least some more than others. joffrey, myrcella and tommen, three beautiful children, the most beautiful in the entire realm. for they had come from cersei, and as such, they had to be the best. one being spoiled rotten, the precious heir to the crown and the legacy of house lannister. the other two, neglected at its worst, spared at best. ◇ the small council — for behind a great woman, had to be a bunch of pathetic men interfering at every chance. littlefinger, varys, tywin and....tyrion, amongst other bastards whom cersei couldn't care less about. ◇ rhaenyra targaryen, alicent hightower — queens with ambition, ladies whom had been wronged only by virtue of possessing a womb. cersei had lived through that sorrow, and would be willing to listen and relate to those in a similar situation...that is, as long as they don't dare to get in their way. ◇ aegon i, aemond targaryen — cersei had been promised a targaryen prince. and from the flames, come out two of the most legendary targaryens, with a beauty that could have only been rivaled by that of her late rhaegar. perhaps this was the future maggy had promised her. if cersei was to marry a king, then she would marry a real king. one with the blood of old valyria running through their veins. as the gods had intended for them.

[sanglantroi]

⸻ 𝓐𝓮𝓰𝓸𝓷 𝓘𝓘 𝓣𝓪𝓻𝓰𝓪𝓻𝔂𝓮𝓷 former king of the andals, and the rhonynar, and the first men, and lord of the seven kingdoms.  merely a gilded pawn in a dangerous game.

[ tom glynn-carney, bisexual, cis male + he/him ] aegon of house targaryen has entered the fray! having survived twenty-five summers, they have proven themselves to be a valuable asset to their house. they are known for being charming and gregarious, but also known to be vindictive and temperamental. when thinking of them, one can picture silver hair, a stolen crown, goblets full of wine, and a dragon that has scales the color of brilliant gold.  

[baelabond]

Daughter of Prince Daemon. Ironclad. Gem of Lady Laena. Bold. Said to have dragon's blood flowing through their veins. Grace that holds integrity. Fearlessness and ferocity pumps the vigor that fuels their every move. They are everything that one could ask for; and yet, they seek to attain new heights. Betrothed. Beloved.

[ jordan fisher, queer, genderqueer + he/they ] baela targaryen of house targaryen has entered the fray! having survived nineteen summers, they have proven themselves to be a valuable asset to their house. they are known for being captivating & compassionate , but also known to be vehement & vengeful. when thinking of them, one can picture the dance of a firebrand from the smoldering ember and ash. [...]