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Featuring muses from: 𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐈𝐀𝐅, 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬, and 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧
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currently going on semi-hiatus for the time being! life is crazy at the moment and have a lot going on. i can still be reached either via dm here or discord, but thread replies will be incredibly sporadic. 💚
"(...) That i would inflict such a thing– on Haleana of all people!"
# ZALDARIAS is an independent , private , semi selective && mutuals only rp writing blog for rhaenyra targaryen from the FIRE AND BLOOD book series as well as the hbo tv adaptation HOUSE OF THE DRAGON . portrayal based on both canons , book && show , with the latter used for personal headcanons made from the bits that were liked . crowned by rai .
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PHIA SABAN as HELAENA TARGARYEN
House of the Dragon 2.02
Alicent Hightower's green dress with embroidery in House of the Dragon S 2
Behind-the-scenes of Helaena's apartments. As an avid insect collector and enthusiast, she has display cases and decorations themed as such, and needlework of her creatures to match. As well as bugs, she sews birds and leaves, displaying a deep connection to nature as a whole.
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HOUSE OF THE DRAGON (2022—) 2x01, “A Son for a Son”

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Good morning i woke up still thinking about sotr i fear i will never know peace
i just finished sotr and i am sick and sobbing someone please send help
remembering i put lucy gray on here as a muse before i got overwhelmed and just made it hotd/asoiaf but
almost done with sotr and i wanna THROW UP

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𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐇. it makes her pause, hands stilling over the blanket pulled close to helaena's chest. expression is notably confused appearing with furrowed eyebrows, downturned lips. a certain light in her eyes which helaena might be familiar with despite alicent's constant attempts to understand. to put together what she might've meant---ever since she was younger, even as she nears adulthood, pieces of nonsense or things from her dreams left her mouth. it made alicent wonder ... did helaena fully understand them or was she, often times, as confused as the rest of them ? ( viserys mentioning 'dreamers' comes to mind. her husband struggling to stay still, a cup full of wine in his hand as he had the entire day. fire burning her cheeks, young queen's look of concern. 'very few in my line have been dreamers.' were his words. )
@crumbledstatues SAID, " THERE ARE FIGURES HIDING IN THE SHADOWS, WAITING TO STRIKE. "
reaching forward, alicent's fingers brush strands of silver from helaena's violet eyes. the mother tries to be reassuring, ❛ you have nothing to be afraid of, helaena. ❜ it sounds dismissive, but what more could she say ? alicent does not see what helaena does in her dreams, when her eyes close. ❛ we are here to protect me. your mother especially. ❜ to this alicent smiles before leaning down to press lips to her forehead. ❛ try to rest, my darling. it is late. ❜
PEACE SEEMS FAR AND FEW BETWEEN, even if her mind seems to be at ease. They leave her lips as ominous as a spirit, some things she herself cannot quite place. Yet they speak a truth somehow, they always do, mayhaps too late in realization for anyone to pick up the pieces. Dreams seem fleeting when her eyes are closed, wisps of colors and blurred figures; whispers of promises and threats that swirl through one ear and out the other — some sticking, others fleeting until they crash against her like waves when it is too late. It seems like a shield at times, a protection to the circumstances they all find themselves in; their true fate, a voice always whispers, callously cruel and unyielding.
Still a child, yet forced to grow in her standing. A child herself, yet already a wife, cheeks still too full, eyes once full of wonder dulling the further time progresses; a child still in need of her mother, yet recoils at the slightest touch. Brows furrow at this dismissal, although it is nothing new. Why will her mother not listen? Why will she never listen? Helaena has said so, she has told all. Why do they fall on deaf ears? Has she gone mad? Many seem to think so.
The blanket clutched between her fingers tugs further up to protect her. If her family will not, mayhaps her blanket would. Skin felt as though it would bubble and burst at the slightest touch, sinking further beneath it at the brush of her mother’s lips on her forehead.
“There are figures hiding in the shadows, waiting to strike,” leaving her lips again, her whispers pointed, violet eyes wide and rimmed with red of exhaustion. The shadows have no faces, no names, yet the loom all the same — darkness falling upon the family, that is promised. House Targaryen is already cursed, it appears, centuries before, centuries after; pain. So much pain; and through the ashes, fire to meet it, the flap of wings.
Olivia Cooke as Alicent Hightower
2.05 • Regent