mother of dragons

“Woman? Is that meant to insult me? I would return the slap, if I took you for a man.”

[valyrixn]

sooo does anyone remember me? would anyone wanna help me revive dany?

[valyrixn]

---- well hey, i finally remembered the email i used for this blog. 

how’re y’all doin?

[roleplayaskmemes]

Send a Ⴢ for my muses reaction to yours groping them under the table.

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[valyrixn]

løvinne (lioness)

it is the lion that guards the house, but it is the lioness that the lion bends knee to. (indie...

made a joanna lannister account b/c i missed playing her--

[valyrixn]

-- i know i owe a few people para drafts, i just haven't had much muse for dany the past week or so.

[valyrixn]

--i miss playing ashara dayne & joanna lannister

[rubyredwisp]

game of thrones meme: whatever i want [7/10] → daenerys & khal drogo You must look in his eyes always. Love comes in at the eyes.

[void-sentry]

Fangirl Challenge ● Female Characters [3/50] → Daenerys Targaryen

[memesforu-blog]

Send "Dance with me" to pull my muse in for a slow dance.

[kingofthelannisterpride]

  "Gregor Clegane was not ordered to so much as look at Elia Martell. Even the most previously loyal of dogs tug at their chains." Tywin had not seen such cold, cold eyes since Roose Bolton had come to the Riverlands to propose a clandestine alliance - chips of ice for eyes, and ice for a heart. And for all that Targaryens were blood of the dragon—ridiculous moniker that it was—her hostility was cold as the subjugated North.

"What did your father do when he suspected an attack on the integrity of his House? Oh, that’s right, I remember - he had Rickard Stark burned alive in his armour, and laughed as Brandon Stark strangled himself trying to save his father. We treated her like a queen in comparison - I saw to it that she was well provided-for in her new profession. She would have ruined him - ruined us.” Because family was the only thing that mattered, and Tywin still had a grandson that must be protected.

"Because I am infinitely more useful than your brother was - they respect me. They fear me. Arguably, they fear me more than you - not, I’ll admit, more than your dragons. Because they will not let you start afresh - because knowledge is power, and you were raised across the Narrow Sea. Times have changed since you were last in Westeros, my lady.”

[valyrixn]

So long as the Lord the thought that she was more ice than fire, she knew he would not fully know her intentions. ❝I care not for a man that I never met.❞ Her own answer was swift--again, cold, but she was not angry. She had no reason to be angry.  ❝ There is no excuse for raping a woman--I do not care for the integrity of your house when you've sullied it by allowing such a thing to unfold. If you are so prideful of a lion that you cannot see your wrongs, perhaps you're no lion at all.❞

No, no matter how he justified it in his own mind she would not tolerate it. Not accept it. ❝ I've seen enough of women being raped--nothing you will ever say or do will justify something so terrible.❞ She had half a mind to send him to the wall--he'd have no men to order there--but of course he was of use. Wasn't that always the way? 

❝Who ever said that I value being feared? Respect--true respect and loyalty--will never come from fear. ❞ The masters' slaves taught her that much. It wasn't natural--for a person to have ultimate domain over another--to treat them as property. ❝ And absolute power corrupts absolutely. ❞ She finally smiled, a coy hint to her tone. ❝ Which is why I may seek your counsel from henceforth, my Lord. But if I ever hear of such acts being permitted you will beg for death when I am done with you. Is that fair? ❞

[lordoflions-archive]

  "What I have always done, Your Grace," Tywin answered as he rose. "Serve the realm in whatever capacity or role you deem fit to give me, as I once did your father."

[valyrixn]

❝ I see. ❞ She considers his words, voice soft as

she steps toward him. ❝ Walk with me, Lord Lannister. ❞ 

Offering him her arm, she smiles slightly--perhaps it is he

that should be offering an arm, yet sex based niceties are

something she is not so fond of. 

[lordoflions-archive]

  Lips tightening, the old lion slowly does as he is bid, but he did not dare look to the ground. He held her gaze as he knelt. “Of course…Your Grace.”

[valyrixn]

❝ My Lord. ❞ She nods when he does kneel, violet eyes locking

with his. Daenerys does not falter, yet she does not smile as if it

is a grand victory. ❝ What will you do now? ❞ 

[rhymeswithmeek-deactivated20160]

  He understands bits and pieces of the High Valyrian that she croons to him; being around her has given him some understanding of it and he had also been taught a few words by Maester Luwin as a child at Winterfell. It is not enough to string a conversation along, nor to understand her while she is at court speaking swiftly and with quiet command, but Theon knows he is being comforted.

A shaky breath escapes him when she invites him to join her on the bed. It will not be the first time he’s shared her bed to sleep, not the first time he has taken refuse in her arms. He knows that it will not be the last time either and so he crawls into bed with her.

Hesitation marks his touch as he slides his right hand (Theon makes an effort not to use his left hand anymore) along her arm; it takes almost a full minute before he feels comfortable enough to slide into her arms, letting her engulf him. 

❝ I’m sorry, ❞  he whispers this again, softer and sadder this time. It feels wrong to have been so easily forgiven; he thinks she should take a finger anyway.

[valyrixn]

When they are finally resting on the bed she lets herself relax. He's warm--always so warm--and it's a sharp contrast from the cold of the sheets to his skin. 

❝ Shh, it's okay. ❞ She smiles when his hand runs along her arm, her own slender digits gently rubbing circles on his chest. Daenerys kisses his forehead, violet eyes half-lidded as she sighs.

❝ I love you, Theon. You know that, don't you? ❞ She knows she can trust him--knows she can find comfort in his arms as he finds comfort in hers. ❝ You're my sweet kraken prince.❞   

[timefought-a]

           “—right.             Sure.             I’m pretty fuckin’ sure             that did not come out of you,                   your majesty.”

   Perhaps she should have behaved better, but the creatures made her nervous. Her coiled hair was set in flat twists along to the back of her head, just to keep it from her face in the heat, but at the back, it was loose, a wild puff of yellow.

      “Look, sorry, I just—          That was not what I expected          to see when I got up this morning.”

[valyrixn]

❝ And yet you still keep talking. ❞

If she were as easily triggered into rage as Viserys,

the woman would have been a meal for her dragons

by now. Instead, the woman is met with cold indifference.

❝ My guards will escort you out. Though I will not even

question why you did not expect to see them when you so

conveniently found your way into their den. ❞ 

[vladiiidracula-deactivated20150]

          ❝ You can ask anything, you are the Queen after all.             My homeland is a long way from here. It was beautiful, with             rolling hills and the greenest forests imaginable. When war was             not at hand it was truly a magical place. ❞

[valyrixn]

❝ Perhaps I have the right to, yet that does not mean

I should. It sounds lovely, however. I cannot say that I

have found myself in many forests at all. None that I

can remember. Were you a nobleman there, Ser? ❞ 

[vladiiidracula-deactivated20150]

          ❝ That was the plan, your Grace. I find the night to be most             enjoyable for the temperatures are closer to that of my            homeland. ❞

[valyrixn]

❝ What is your home like, if I may ask--

I fear that I know not of my own aside

from tales my brother once spun. ❞ 

[valyrixn]

♤||if it is not too late||

                                   Just a girl--Arya is only a girl.

                                                             Yet the girl bleeds like she is grown.

                                                                               And the girl tried to take 

                                                                                  one of her children 

                                                                                 with a blade laced of

                                                                                          p o i s o n.

                                    Missing an arm, the appendage was ripped from                                         her body when she tried to take the dragon's life.                                         Perhaps she thought Robb to be a prisoner, but                                           that was not so. Daenerys' eyes are blank as she                                         looks down upon the broken child. ❝ I'm sorry. I do                                     not wish to do this.❞ Yet fire and salt will seal the                                         wound and stop the bleeding--the girl will bathe in                                       fire. Fire is the girl's punisher and savior.

                                                            Daenerys holds the torch to Arya's                                                               wound and she bites her lower lip as                                                                        the little wolf screams.