the idea of rhaenrya just being completely enamored with you is so !!!
she's just fascinated with every little thing about you. the way you style your hair, the dresses you choose to wear, the way the color of the fabric plays against your skin tone. any bit of exposed skin that isn't typical, the flash of a bare wrist or the soft skin beneath your collarbone sends her reeling.
rhaenrya wants to study you. she wants to observe your eyes in every different light, watch the way they gleam beneath the sunlight or shine through the darkness. she wants to see how they look all squinted up with laughter, or that stony stare you give to most of the other lords and ladies that surround you.
the sweep of your nose and the curve of your jaw, the shape of your ears and the fullness of your lips, the way your brows are so very expressive and how your cheeks dimple when you smile. rhaenrya wants to commit it all to memory.
and yet, more than that, it's your mind that intrigues her, the very soul at the center of you. you have a beautiful laugh and a heart-stopping smile, and she wants to see you happy all the time. but there's a fierceness, a fire deep within you that calls out to her.
the dragon has three heads, after all.
she wants to learn all of your idiosyncrasies, she wants to memorize your speech patterns and inflection the way she wants to memorize the shape of your collarbone curving towards your shoulders. she wants to be able to anticipate your pleasure and your anger, learn your likes and dislikes and hopes and fears like the back of her hand.
just an all consuming friendship that she cannot stop from blossoming, growing into something more, something neither of you can control any longer. and, truthfully, this is what she's wanted all along.
blakekathryn
romaincrisis
pixelskylines
amandla
