#firebloodicee

[legends-and-savages]

@firebloodicee sent: [ LAP ] ― my muse sits on your muses’ lap and teases them. (For Daemon from Alicent)

🐝  *  ―  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘  𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃  𝐎𝐅  𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆. | Accepting

It wasn't terribly late, but he was awake in his rooms. He had heard the door open and leaned back in his chair. He wasn't entirely surprised to see Alicent in his room. "This is a surprise." He said and then she was in his lap. One hand going to her hip. "A good one."

[amarvelousmencgerie]

@firebloodicee -Kyra and Daemon

With her hair done in braids, curls tumbling down her back and over her shoulder, Kyra smiled at her younger sister and her Lady Alicent. Rhaenyra rarely went anywhere with out the young woman and as they prepared for their little brother to be's tourney, there was finally an easiness to Kyra that she didn't usually have. She reached out and placed a beautiful red flower in her sister's hair before shooing the girls on so they could get there before it began.

The day was beautiful, the light breeze keeping the flags dancing in the sky and as the horses pranced with beauty and grace there was part of her that wished Daemon would be there. It wasn't like their uncle was happy about the coming birth of their brother but he so enjoyed tournements. Leaning to her side and whispering to Nyra, she hadn't noticed the rider who'd come out. The two girls continued to discuss something that seemed important to them before she noticed a familiar horse, tapping on the ground to get her attention.

She looked at the man who was sitting upon the stallion and her eyes lit up like amethests. Trying not to seem to eager, she stood up and walked gracefully to the edge of the royal box, putting her on a higher level than the rider. Kyra smiled at him before her cheeks began to flush.

"I didn't think you were to compete in this tourney dear uncle. I'm guessing that you're here to ask for my favor. What would you do if I had my eyes set on another night. I don't know, say, Ser Criston... or maybe Lord Hightowers son. I've heard he quite fancies my attention." The words were teasing and she knew that he would have something witty to say back. There was no mistaking anyone watching just how much the to Targaryens cared for each other.

[damnedance]

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@firebloodicee's cersei:

❛ you’ll find someone new ; you always do. ❜

jaime ( or rather whatever is left of him, more of a shadow of the man he was before losing his dominant hand ) stops and stares at cersei, almost with disbelief

"what are you talking about?" his face contorts in a frown, green eyes searching hers; unsure, cersei always takes reins of things, did she not? he dreads to think where this is going. "i have no wish to find anyone else, no need for anyone else - i am on your side, our side..." he takes a step closer to her, tentative, but when he can't meet her eyes his frown deepens.

"cersei, look at me." he grabs her chin between his remaining fingers, gentle but firm, forcing her to look into his eyes. he wonders what on earth is she talking about... brienne?

[fayofavalon]

The coldest was drawing near, and although they had the help of the dragons daughter, Niamh wasn't sure it was enough. Truthfully, she could stop the war with the click of her finger, but she knew that it would unbalance nature and cause even more chaos. There was a chance that they could win this. She ended up in this realm accidently, and she posed as a red priestess when really she was a goddess who rules over the souls of the river styx. She was the daughter if Hades and Persephone.

The only one that knew the truth about her was Sansa. She trusted her with her life and somehow she felt as though she could tell her anything. Niamh didn't trust that easy. Tonight would be the last night before the war, and late at night Niamh found herself outside of Sansas door, and she lightly knocked.

@firebloodicee for a starter ❤️

[sacredpyre]

con X @firebloodicee

"Everything, " Words were barely but a whisper as she moved to join her queen's side. She was worth everything, she fought for everything. "I know, I know that these losses feel unbearable but this is not a war you created. Nor has this ever been a simple matter of succession, " Alaena reminded her in her soft, warm voice as she.

" If you were to let him have the throne he would never allow you or your bloodline to live. You know as well as I how he treated the servant girls in the in King's Landing for fun. If he were to become king, " A frown spread across her lips as she looked out towards the sea between them and King's Landing. " Who then would he answer to? You are the only one trying to stop the bloodshed, the kindest you have shown, the grace in which you've carried yourself has proved that you are fit to rule. You've done all that you can to try and prevent war and death. Can any of them say the same? "

[legends-and-savages]

@firebloodicee sent: " don't get any ideas. " (For Ramsay from Sansa)

PROMPTS FOR THE FORCED PROXIMITY TROPE| Accepting

"Oh and what idea am I getting my lady?" He asked sarcasm evident in the way he said my lady. "You're going to have to be specific."

[legends-and-savages]

@firebloodicee from here

"I have never been good at following the rules." Daemon said. He took a step toward her. It was not that uncommon for him to be where he shouldn't be especially when it came to Alicent. A hum from him as the sheet slipped further down. "But if you don't want me here to compliment you and take care of you I can leave."

[legends-and-savages]

@firebloodicee sent: wait … won't they hear us ? (For Daemon from Alicent)

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄 .| Accepting

Daemon was leaning toward her. She was right. "They would if you're not quite." He said. One hand moving to rest on her stomach. "But if you don't then we can do this later."