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THIS BLOG IS NOW AN ARCHIVE!
You can find me over on @dracareesi — but please be aware I will be more selective on whom i follow just for my dash sanity. all owed responses have been moved and will be replied to from the new blog. ♡
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take your time. write when you can. anyone who pressures you to write faster, sooner, or immediately doesn't deserve what you're going to write. friends, mutuals, and other writers know that things come at their own pace. it's okay to be excited for things, but never feel that it means you have to rush. let it take a day, a week, or a month even... but never feel that you have to do something quickly just to meet a "quota". there is no quota when this is all meant to be fun. enjoy your hobby, it's not a job.
HELLO MOOTS!
It's time for a small announcement. This week I'll be in the process of moving over to a new blog and archiving this one, tags are all jacked up and I just can't be arsed to try fixing them so lol. I'll drop the new url for you all when it's ready... BUT I need to make a caveat.
The last week or so I've had so many blogs follow me and while I am usually more than happy to follow all back, my dash here is starting to get a bit unruly. Alas I am a Virgo and therefore I love a tidy dash, which is why on my new blog I will not be following back unless you plan to write with me at some point or have recent writing on your blog that I don't have to sift through tons of ooc posts to find. Nothing personal at all, my inner virgo is just glaring at me haha.
I will be answering the smaller drafts I have here, but moving all the bigger ones over to the new blog to answer there. Hope you all are having a great timezone and an awesome rest of your week!
#actual love of my life
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maybe i just need to be gently held during sex... fingers brushing through my hair, whispers of "it's alright, baby, you're doing so good", kisses on my forehead or cheek with every thrust. maybe i just wanna be softly cherished
In [fairy tales], power is rarely the right tool for survival anyway. Rather, the powerless thrive on alliances, often in the form of reciprocated acts of kindness—from beehives that were not raided, birds that were not killed but set free or fed, old women who were saluted with respect. Kindness sown among the meek is harvested in crisis.
— Rebecca Solnit, The Faraway Nearby
I am a WHORE for “the love is requited, they’re both just idiots”
“They are STUPIDLY competent at EVERYTHING except each other.”
﹙ . . . ﹚ 𝒊 must be the 𝑣irgin 𝓂ary, to create a 𝒮on who will suffer so much. .ೃ࿔* ━━ ♯ 𝒯𝙷𝚈𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝑺. a private and highly selective multi-muse, with a singular focus on fantasy and historical settings. ⁎ adult and triggering content will be found within, follow at your own discretion.
𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥. | @zaldrizesa
"It is not every day a man meets a legend, face to face," he pauses, the pale slash of his mouth turning upward. " - or her three dragons."
Daenerys sits upon the bench on which she takes audience within the Great Pyramid, her violet eyes taking in the sight of the man before her. Ser Barristan says he may have ties with the Temple of the Lord of Light in Volantis, but otherwise is an unknown. "You are kind to say so, ser, but I do not know how legendary I can be while still alive," she jests lightly, one corner of her lips lifting. "I believe my dragons are more worthy of such a title than I." Her head tilts then, one eyebrow lifting. "What brings you to me?"
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musings found on pinterest that resonates with my oc. a collection of writing prompts based on various musings i found on pinterest, all of which i've saved in relation to my oc. the musings are from mixed media, and i claim no ownership. some of the sentences may have been tweaked to apply. feel free to edit as you see fit to match pronouns, names, etc. meant exclusively for roleplay purposes!
"there is blood everywhere and i am lost in it. i breathe blood, not air." "she didn't deserve death. i did — i do." "your hands are wet with the blood of an empire." "is it my fault?" "survival is not beautiful." "i'm not dead but not alive either. i'm just a ghost with a beating heart." "a wolf is a wolf, even in a cage, even dressed in silk." "i'm afraid of what i've become." "how quickly the blade becomes you." "i was trapped in that nightmare, shaking, trembling, terrified." "darkness there, and nothing more." "i'm going to be the deadliest piece on the board." "have you ever looked fear in the eyes and said, 'i just don't care'?" "i think i am a better ghost than i am a human being." "inside me, something seethes. inside me, some feral animal claws at my ribcage, trapped." "i am someone who did not die when i should have died." "your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing." "i met evil when i was only a child." "inside my head, the war is everywhere." "my bones are smouldering and my knuckles are bloody. forgive me. forgive me..." "it's time to forgive yourself. you're not that person anymore." "i exist. in thousands of agonies, i exist." "i wanna be me again." "my soul bleeds.... and the blood steadily, silently, disturbingly slowly, swallows me whole." "can you remember who you were?" "i want to rest. i want to breathe quietly again." "i feel it's my anger that has helped keep me alive." "you can't burn what's already been scorched." "how can i ask anyone to love me, when all i do is beg to be left alone?" "the cage is open. you can walk out anytime you want. why are you still in there?" "fix it, please... fix me." "i'll survive. somehow i always do." "i can't get back to myself." "i can't remember." "tell me a ghost story." "a wolf will never be a pet." "i was burning, while you came blaming me for the smell of ashes." "fight me." "i did not mean to be cruel. i swear i am good. i am good, i am kind. i have love inside of me... some place far, far away." "you will survive; but you will become someone else." "you have been much alone these last few years. alone and angry." "memory is punishment." "your throat is raw from screaming to a god who isn't listening." "if i am anything, it is violence." "for most people, it's history now. but for me, whenever i close my eyes, it all comes back clearly." "how tired i am." "crawl inside this body — find me where i am most ruined, love me there." "i was born in an abundance of inherited sadness." "i punish myself for my whole life, my whole life i punish." "is the blood on your hands dry? is it slowly disappearing? mine isn't." "i have done bad things. i can't take them back, and they are part of who i am. most of the time, they seem like the only thing i am." "if you feel nothing then why are you shaking?"
An easy smile spreads on Alicent's lips as she sees Daenerys approach. She hands the lady minding the stall a handful of coins in exchange for a couple of flowers; nothing fancy, marigolds and violets, meant for her lady's hair. “Good morning, Lady Danaerys. Where are you headed this morning?” Easy conversation, as she keeps any comments regarding Dany's accomodations to herself. If his lordship accepts it, it is not for Alicent to judge... loudly, at least.
The lady behind the booth offers Dany some flowers, but she politely refuses them and focuses her attention on Alicent. "I don't actually have a destination in mind," the blonde admits, giving her a smile. "I think I shall simply wander. Perhaps later I will stop by the sparring yard and watch some of the knights prepare for the lists, then no doubt I will need to go find my brother and father so I can sit with the latter in the stands." Her eyes drop to the flowers the woman holds. "What will you be doing with those?"
you look so noble and lovelorn on your knees. where a knight belongs
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eldest daughter - taylor swift
𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐀 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋, 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 ( … ) 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐒, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐘𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐁𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐌. the silver queen reminds her of a young hellebore, carving an arduous path through the thick mantle of wintertide's snow, in order to finally look at the placid sun above ; the fatigue of such a feat may damage its stem, and the harsh temperatures of winter may burn the fragile edges of its green leaves, but the hellebore remains proud and beautiful⸻ victorious, against the hardships of life. this is why the nymph secretly laments the pragmatic crudity deeply woven into an otherwise saccharine voice ; too many flowers have dreamt of love, only to be plucked from their mother soil and left to rot.
her expressionism softens. it is both guilt and admiration that now mold the curvature of plush tiers into a kind smile ; if only love had ever been enough, her people would still be out there, drawing 'pon hemlock leaves and carving foxes onto stone. ❝ in a world as callous as ours, it's delightful to see someone who still believes in the power of love ( ... ) but that love may fester, and once it has putrified into poison, even those who once claimed to love us may yearn for our demise. ❞ she is not a creature fit for courts and kings, for her realm is where the soil is moist and the moths sing, but she thinks it futile to conceal her honest opinions behind a veil of false politeness. ❝ may your love always bloom, even when there is nothing but infertile desert around you. ❞
it is easy then, to erase the sombre temperance from her smile. in its lieu, blossoms something mischievous and playful ; fox - like. ❝ oaths mean very little in the land that first cradled me, for the most astute liars also have the sweetest tongues. but i do wish to see a world where love triumphs over hatred, so you will have my services for as long i live. ❞ after all, if her eyes are open and if her heart is slowly remembering how it feels to beat, it is only thanks to the woman in front of her. ❝ the battle - field may not be my ideal dwelling, but i hope that my teas and herbal infusions will keep you warm and healthy when the winds roar cold and cruel outside of your windows. ❞
Through her travels over Essos, the young woman has managed to gather quite the amalgamation of followers and those sworn to her, those she freed from the bonds of their slavery and gave the choice to either fight with her or go make their own lives. All of her beloved people who named her 'Mhysa' in the tongue of Old Ghiscari — meaning 'mother': a mother to them, a mother to dragons, a mother to monsters she had thought in one of her weaker moments... but no longer. Daenerys has listened to her counselors, to Ser Barristan and even Ser Jorah before his betrayal was discovered; while she values the insight of one still, she has learned to trust her own instinct as well. Yet more than that... to trust her own heart. This woman before her, Miss Ahri as she insists on being called, seems to at least understand and respect this from the words she shares.
"I am no stranger to the kind of betrayal of which you speak, Miss Ahri," the silver queen murmurs, fingertips lightly tapping against the stone armrests of her volcanic throne. "So many men have tried to kill me, their names I do not remember... save for the ones who once swore to love me. Nothing cuts quite so deep, though I am grateful for the lesson all the same. It has taught me to guard myself, to be more discerning of whom I place my trust in." Despite the words, a warm smile forms over her lips and she inclines her head to the curious alchemist. "I do not think I could keep myself from loving even if I tried, so I will endeavor continuing to do so."
Daenerys can't help the inquisitive tilt of her head as Ahri mentions of the 'lands that once cradled her', finding herself very much wanting to know where they are and what made the woman leave; though she realizes it is not her place to ask such. Well, not unless the woman takes a more prominent position within her court. "Your services will be most welcome and appreciated, Miss Ahri, not only by myself... but from all of my people. They will no doubt need your skills to survive the wars to come as well. It pleases me to know that we both wish to leave the world a better place than we found it."
