LIGHT OF THE SUN.

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SHE'S MET QUITE A FEW PEOPLE from camelot &  a few not from camelot.  she didn't mind meeting new people ,  she loved it actually.  although ,  when she met mordred ,  she was WARY about him.  she knew what he did    ------   she heard the SCREAMS from merlin once arthur died.  she also remembered what SHE did :  it was her breath that made his sword enchanted.  mordred was the person who committed the crime while she was the one to enable it.  by that definition ,  arthur's blood was on her hands as well.  guilt swallowed her whole as her eyes met his as he entered the apartment. her instinct was to flew. but to where ?   she didn't have anywhere to go.  of course ,  she could've gone to her room but they were having a small gathering ,  party -- type thing  &  she didn't want to leave the nice atmosphere.      ❛  mor --  mordred. ❜      lips twitched upwards as she looks back down at the daisy chain that lay limp in her hands.      ❛  hello. ❜      her head tilts as she looks at him ,  sadness OVERWHELMING her gaze.  aithusa slips out from the blanket that was wrapped around her shoulders  &  shuffles over to him.  fingers clench around the chain for a brief moment before she holds it out to him. she wanted to make peace with him.  she wasn't the MOST CIVIL towards him for quite some time  &  she wanted to change that.  she needed to change that.      ❛  f -- for you. ❜

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thronesdaily:

daenerys targaryen // 4.01

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idxntmiss:

You can mess up my mind,                            break my body                                    shatter my soul;

                                         I don’t care.

                                                        But if you harm,                                                              The people that I love.                                                                     If they shed a single tear?                                                                                 A drop of blood?

                            [I WILL DESTROY YOU.] 

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⟨ ⟨   ━━      MERLIN.   ❞     🐉

˚ ˖ :  *   ––––––––––    the pharmacy was probably been to question him.   he’d asked off more days than he had in his entire time working there & had now asked to leave early TWICE which was something he never did.   he doubted they had any intention of firing him but they might beginning bugging him with questions at some point & how were you supposed to explain that your friends who you assumed DEAD were now popping up all over the place ?   thoughts that made him shake his head on his way home from work.   he hiked his shoulders up to pull his coat closer to protect him from the cold as he sighed & then  —  HIS NAME.   it’s said as though the letters were a struggle & when he glances over his shoulder it’s not hard to pick out the small head of white hair hobbling through the crowd.   his brow furrowed & he stalled ,  allowing her to catch up.   at first his mind was telling him this was no one he knew ,  until he learned it was only not how he REMEMBERED her.   the name was too much proof for him not to believe.   his expression is quick to soften.   her struggled voice ,  HER STRUGGLED MOVEMENT ,  came clear & broke his heart at the same time.     (  he can feel nothing but guilt in his mind for her sometimes  )     she was smiling  …  it still shocked him how much love she showed him.        ❛    aithusa … ?    ❜         he turns & he ,  gently as he can ,  brings a hand to her cheek.         ❛    you  ——  how did you get like this ?    ❜

WHEN HE RECOGNIZED HER, HER HEART soared higher than she ever flew.  it was a feeling she would NEVER be able to describe.  it was like being wrapped in the sun's light  &  letting the heat warm you up from the inside out.  she couldn't stop smiling up at him.  the first thing she noticed was that he was taller than she remembered.  that didn't really bother her all too much.  she was certain that nothing could bother her at all at this moment.  she was FINALLY reunited with him  &  that is all that mattered.  she felt at peace with the world again.  something she hasn't been in a hundred years.  it's the feeling that makes her want to jump  &  romp about, scream for joy, do ANYTHING  &  everything that she possibly could think of !   ------    sadly ,  she couldn't do that.  not with her condition.  the only option left was to crinkle up her nose to show her amusement.  when his hand went to her cheek ,  aithusa immediately leaned into the touch.  a small sigh slipped past her lips.  she hadn't been this content with everything in such a long time that she forgot when the last time was.  her face fell when she thought about his question.  there was real no explanation for it.  shoulders went up then down as she thought about how to go about answering his question.      ❛  don't    .  .  .    know.  appeared.  s -- strange.  ❜      her head nodded a tad before she shrugged again.  she knew that whatever brought her here ,  it was for a REASON.  a reason she didn't know yet.  small ,  deformed ,  &  not as linguistic as others put her at a disadvantage ;  although ,  that just made her utilize her senses more often.  one thing that she prided herself of having was her great eyesight :  she did notice of a lot of things others simple FORGET ABOUT.  aithusa  was certain that she could understand why she was brought here  &  all it needed was a bit of elbow grease  &  hours of observing.      ❛  b -- bad magic ?  ❜      her head tilted as she questioned.  she put some thought into how she came here  &  the only thing that made sense was evil magic.  magic isn't all black  &  white ;  good  &  bad.  there were some gray aspects that mingled in between.  whatever made her HUMAN    ------    whatever took her away from camelot wasn't  " good " in the least.  it was sinister.

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⟨ ⟨   ━━      ROGER.   ❞     🐉

            he continues to strum the chords. he’s not even sure what he’s playing or even if he’s playing a song. ( thank god, it’s not muzetta’s waltz; mark would be furious ), a deep sigh falls from his blemished brims, && he finds himself tugging his tired && pale blue hues towards the stranger. she was pretty && well put together, but there was something odd about her, as well. though, he didn’t have anything against that. she speaks. just one word. it’s stuttered && broken down. like she was still learning. he smiles. it’s not as forced as it usually would be, && yet, it’s not as good; happy, or bright as it should be. ❝thank you..❞, is his response. no other words, because no other words are needed.

HER GAZE CASTS DOWN TO LOOK at her outfit.  it was simple :  a pair of jeans with a nice top to match all covered up with a thick winter coat  &  a pair of snow boots.  it was a decent outfit  &  yet ,  with her anxiety raising it felt as if she wasn’t wearing any clothes at all.  her breath hitched as she ran her gloved hands over her jeans as if they needed to be smoothed down.  her attention was brought back to the man strumming the guitar.  when he looked over at her ,  a small smile    ( if you can count a small tug of muscles upwards a smile )    appeared.  she noticed the smile he gave her  &  her smile grew.  she liked seeing others smile.  it made her feel HAPPY  &  that she was CONTRIBUTING to something in their life.  she didn’t mind how it gave her a sad feeling ,  she was just glad that she ALONE made him smile.  after his thanks ,  aithusa stays quiet for a bit ,  gathering the next words that she wanted to say.  they made sense to her but she couldn’t say the same for the man’s comprehension.      ❛   how long ?   ❜      she asked ,  gesturing to the guitar.  all she could do was HOPE that he caught on as she meant to ask how long have you been playing.

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got-source:

Daenerys Targaryen | 5.01 “The Wars to Come” hairstyle

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skcgsra:

dragonology aesthetic

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jacontodd:

myth moodboards → selene

if the stars burned, the stardust in her veins grew stronger

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and please, would you remember to tell the girl that runs with the wolves, that her skin will thicken, her tongue sharpen and soon enough her bones will resemble the animals which she treasures so much.

(wolf bones // s.s)

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⟨ ⟨   ━━      JESS.   ❞     🐉

stumbling through the apartments all the MEMORIES were flooding back into her mind. every place this WILD MAGIC ( or whatever it was ) took her, was remembered, engraved into her subconscious forever. jesscia was back, a deep cut in her MEMORY, a dark hole in her own timeline made her head hurt. where had she gone? no answer made any sense? “home sweet hell—” muttering under her own breathe, “but it’s good to be back!” leaning against her new apartment door with a pleased expression on her face. 

BLUE EYES WERE STARING AT THE other blonde from down the hall.  this unknown lady LOOKED nice.  there were alarms going off in her head nonetheless.  they screamed danger !!!   danger !!!   danger !!!   her ears caught on to something that made her head tilt in question.   she was here before ?   eyes narrowed  &  brows came together.  could aithusa leave  &  come back too ?   she didn’t WANT to try but she MISSED camelot.  she missed flying  &  being able to go wherever she so choose.  although ,  she would be ALONE if she went back.  no one would be with her.  &  that is far more DEPRESSING than being here.  aithusa walked over to the girl ,  knowing that she wanted to get to the bottom of this.  she NEEDED her questions answered.  it would be rather DIFFICULT to communicate but she would do her best.      ❛   you    .  .  .    you here before ?   ❜

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⟨ ⟨   ━━      ROGER.   ❞     🐉

     he’s back, ＡＧＡＩＮ, but then again. new york is his home. so, where else would he be? god, he 𝓷𝒆𝒆𝓭𝓼 a drink, ( or something, much, much more. ), his arms are 𝓻𝓲𝓭𝓭𝓵𝒆𝓭 with ᵗʳᵃᶜᵏ ᵐᵃʳᵏˢ && his fingers && lips are adorned with black smudges. he’s tired && his body language shows it && he wants to believe that this time will be different, because it has to be. doesn’t it? ( he’s told himself several times, that it ＷＩＬＬ be different ), he is sitting on the stoop of the apartment complex, his trusty guitar resting against his lap, fingers gently strumming along the chords && a soft humming starts to fall from his lungs, as the soft melody pulls from the instrument. no words, because the 𝒇𝓲𝓻𝒆𝓼 𝓸𝓾𝓽, && it’s been out for so long.

IT WAS HER FIRST VENTURE OUT of the apartment building by herself.  normally ,  she’d have percival right at her side    ( practically GLUED )    but she was alone today.  no percival.  no arthur.  no merlin.  she often wondered what they did when they were away from her.  how boring their lives must be.  a silent laugh slipped through her lips.  as soon as she shut the door behind her ,  she heard the strum of a guitar.  her attention was drawn to the man sitting.  he was playing the guitar.  anxiety rose up in her chest.  why ?   she DIDN’T KNOW.  maybe it was because her subconscious already knew what she was planning.  she tiptoed over to him   &  sat down.      ❛   p -- pretty.   ❜      her word was SIMPLE yet it said everything she wanted it to.  then again ,  she was still learning her words.

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HEADCANON 001.      :      + HEAT

───   ❝     🐉      ──     :     SHE HAS A TOLERANCE TO HEAT with being a dragon  &  all.  keyword: tolerance.  yes ,  she can STILL BURN.  she just has a high tolerance to it.  to get more specific: it’s the heat of water or the weather that she can stand.  she likes hot showers  &  hot ,  summer days.  to her it’s like a nice ,  warm blanket while to everyone else it’s scalding !   she does have to be careful when out  &  about on a hot day because she can EASILY get heat exhaustion due to her body not telling her that it’s overheating.  she feels most at ease when it’s warmer because her joints are causing her LESS pain.  she’s able to move about freely without feeling the harsh repercussions as she would have when in the colder weather.  in the winter months ,  she has TWO space heaters in her room ,  an electric blanket ,  &  multiple layers of socks on at all times to make sure that she doesn’t get cold once during the night.

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morgan-phillips:

Meadows - Morgan Phillips Photography

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IT WASN’T ALWAYS THAT SHE WAS alone in the apartment but today just happened to be one of those days.  she didn’t mind the quiet all that much.  it was LONESOME ,  maybe ,  but it was nice ???   to have some time to herself.  what she normally did was just sit  &  stare out her window at all the people going by.  they were FUNNY to her    ------    how they dressed ,  how they had their hand pressed to the side of their face ,  even by the way some walked.  sometimes she would turn on the tv but she didn’t understand the shows so in half an hour it would be turned off.  it was UNEXPECTED to hear a knock at the door.  arthur would just walk on in.  her head turned towards it ,  a deep frown settling on her lips as she rose from her position on the couch.  who could it be ?   obviously ,  it wouldn’t be FOR HER.  she didn’t even know anyone else besides arthur  &  merlin.  she huffed a breath before padding over to the door  &  opening it.  she was used to LOOKING UP when it came to looking at people ,  but her head had to tilt far back in order to see this person’s face.  he was VERY tall compared to her nearly five foot stature.      ❛   hello ?   ❜

plotted starter call.      ------      @strongknight