stormborn.

this blog makes me feel kinda #odd so i've been on leia and my multi.

@calirph made me my header everyone discuss its beauty RIGHT NOW

all hotd charas you will come to dany as visions

why did i accidentally delete my starter call. here again

coming back to this blog because of the house of the dragon muse....also i was able to cultivate my favorite prose style here and have quite a lot of fun developing my own version of the mad queen plotline (because clearly whatever was done in the show was atrocious) so yeah :) more content incoming!! feel free to like that starter call. i'll be here tonight

you who was promised. you who was doomed. there are TWO STORES : the king & the queen. daenerys targaryen the dreamer, the dragon rider. CERSEI LANNISTER IS A FOOL — she is who doomed them all, yet now daenerys can picture the iron throne with a distaste. (IT WAS MEANT TO BE YOURS. IT IS YOUR OWN BIRTHRIGHT.) for a girl birthed in fire, the cold does not suit her. the letters written bring her here, in front of the starks. the snows. what an odd name for an odd boy. the fur is tight against her skin, where she remains safe from the cold. same from them. "you hold a fugitive in your home." daenerys points out, amused at his fear of her. "the bounty on my head does not phase you yet." stormborn reads him easily, the threat of a lannister's war nothing more than a board game to two .... friends. "—tell me why." @soldi3rs

mother..... the shadow of white haired flesh, the sound of a boys' tears, it's too much. she's cursed, a phoenix burned too bright, her ashes left to melt into the snow where jon snow would have left her body. (it was their fault. it was their fault.) daenerys targaryen is a whisper, a promised name. (the promised daughter. she was meant to be adored.) DREAMER OF DRAGONS, VISION OF THE SEVEN KINGDOMS. you are hated. her hand drags to the mirror, her thin fingers dance over the glass. the portrait shifts. THE OLD TONGUE ESCAPES HER LIPS AS HER FACES TWISTS — the half year queen merges with herself, her mother becomes rhaenyra — herself a mirror. THE TONGUE WHISPERS : "𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒎𝒆 — 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆" ancient tongue suits the dreamer well, the nightmares make her mad. "𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿. 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗱𝗼 𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘆 𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲, 𝘄𝗵𝘆? 𝗶 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝘁. 𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗦𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗘." @denouemente

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