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im missin my hrley quinn blog......
𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔢𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔢𝔡.
@UNBURN
SWEET - VOICED MAIDEN , WITH SUMMER IN HER HAND . wilted rose petals pressed to the palms of her hands / as if taken in some holy sacrament ; flowered wine poured down her lovely throat . a sigh wanders from her lips , slowly , as if the quiet steps of a battle worn woman hold no echo —- only ghosts . today , she is tired of the war . of the lies & the ache , of purple bruises & the color of blood on innocent hands ( today she is tired of the fighting & the fire , of the greed that rots even her own heart ) drowned woman —- longing for the beckoning of waves / of pools of starlight , of a moon that calls her home ( the moon held me in her womb , weaned me on the death of suns , and yet i am held in brutal hands / as if i am nothing more than a crushed flower )
death’s tender maiden be stilled , feel hymnals on your tongue like honey , the slow droll of life’s ferocious teeth DO YOU THINK IT UNFAIR OF ME , DAENERYS TARGARYEN , TO LONG FOR HOME STILL ? ❝ i miss the sea . ❞ her voice quieted , as if a shadow / as if a whisper , a hope , spoken to the night . weary eyes fall to the woman king —- her fire pale pallor , her unspoken power like an ancient culling ( like a lamb to slaughter , i would follow you to the ends of the earth ) ❝ i cannot go home , can i ? ❞
𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔰𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔰, 𝔟𝔲𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤. hands clasped tightly together, white at the knuckle, powerless only to watch such woe. moth to flame / flame to moth, we are not so different, you & i. we will see home again. that i promise you. ❝ not yet, ❞ said in reverence, in longing⍮ for even she wishes for such trivial things. they’d think it girlish, silly. margaery knows far, far better. the maid in the moon beckons them to cruel, salty waters, churning below & frothing at the shore. here they are surrounded by nothing but dry land. ❝ you will, one day. i swear it. ❞
she steps forward, & across the evening sky the stars cry out in agony, missing their daughter. she wants to offer her comfort, but there is little to do. heart thrums in chest, war drums, blood rushing in ears. ❝ we’ll both see home again. once this is over. ❞
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who would kill me if i went back to using emilia
the time has once again come for me to want a d*scendants blog
THERE IS A MOON IN HER OPENED MOUTH . the multitudes within her / the oceans held in her soul , the starlight reflected in her eyes ( maid margaery was nothing if not beautiful & kind , though her smile was always calculated )
independent , private , selective , headcanon - based margaery tyrell from game of thrones & a song of ice and fire , brought to life by colin
every time i log on here i feel this weird sense of disappointment and anxiety and idk if its bc of quarantine, me missing emilia, or just my mental health plummeting but i.. am not vibing rn
strums guitar. im having A Depression but ill try to be here later-
its midnight and im laying here thinking abt potentially writing a humanized version of lady one day,,
#just. this girl in a pretty pink dress with bows who's a handmaiden.. loyal only to snsa...#she has a dagger up her sleeve and is able to shoot a bow.......... comes from a lower house....#probably a bad influence on ar/ya but imnhgfghj
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Lady Amalthea
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its midnight and im laying here thinking abt potentially writing a humanized version of lady one day,,