#[ dani convo ]

[ruinedsoulsrp]

Starter for @multxfacies based on this

This was the last place Dani wanted to be, after all, she'd left the relationship for a reason. A shitty reason, but a reason nonetheless. She'd felt like her and Rhys were getting too serious, and she was too afraid that he'd be interested in taking the next step and propose, so she left. She probably should have reached out and explained herself, and she absolutely should have reached out when she'd taken the pregnancy test and it was positive and she definitely should've reached out when she'd made the wild decision to keep the baby. But no, she'd never reached out any of those times she should have.

Instead she'd been raising their child Raelynn by herself, and doing a pretty damn decent job if she did say so herself. But at 3 years old, Rae had started asking about her dad, and like a cruel twist of fate, Dani was planning a wedding back in the town that Rhys still lived. Rather than accidentally run into him, she figured it was better to meet him on her own terms, despite how desperately she didn't want to. The hand that wasn't holding Raelynn's knocked on the door, and she silently prayed for no answer, but she wasn't so lucky as the door opened. God, how was it possible that he looked even better than he had when they were together.

Her lower lip instantly darted between her teeth. "Uh, hey Rhys..." she started, not able to get much more out than that before the little brunette at her feet was peeking out behind her legs. "Who are you?" she piped up.

[ruinedsoulsrp]

Dani didn't usually continue hooking up with the same person more than once, it brought on the possibility for attachment and strings and too much potential for mess for her liking, but somehow this was the second time she'd met up with this guy...whose name she distinctly couldn't recall even if she tried. It had just been effortless to talk to him about nothing and everything and one thing had led to another and here she was waking back up on his couch.

The brunette started slightly when she heard the whistle of a kettle, her hand coming up to rub at her eyes, realizing the sleeve over her hand was his hoodie. His voice pulled her attention, and she offered a slight smile when he sat at the edge of the sofa. "Morning." she offered, her hand reaching to run through her tousled and tangled long dark locks as she moved to sit up, the smell of breakfast hitting her instantly. "You...didn't have to do that." she started, though her stomach betrayed her with an audible growl and a small chuckle left her. "But, yeah, I am hungry.

closed starter for @ruinedsoulsrp || sam x tbd

based on this

Sam moved around the kitchen quietly, careful not to make too much noise as he scrambled eggs in a pan. He glanced over his shoulder at the sofa, where his...well, he wasn’t even sure what to call her. The girl he’d met twice now, who somehow managed to turn his casual, no-strings setup into something that had him making breakfast on a Saturday morning, lay asleep, bundled up in one of his old hoodies. He wasn’t used to this. Hookups didn’t usually involve lingering conversations or quiet mornings like this. But with her, everything felt strangely natural.

The tea kettle began to whistle, and he moved it off the burner, pouring hot water over the tea bag he’d prepped in a mug. As he stirred the eggs, he caught himself wondering if she even knew his name—just as he realized he didn’t know hers either. He chuckled softly, the irony settling over him as he plated the eggs and poured another cup of tea, setting both mugs on the coffee table. “Hey,” he called softly, moving over to her side. “I made breakfast if you’re hungry.” He hesitated, then sat on the edge of the sofa.

[fromtheseventhhell]

What's crazy is that Barristan has the character development that people pretend Jaime has but because he supports Dany and doesn't spend all of his page time talking/thinking about how evil Targaryens are, it gets ignored

[daeneryseastar]

no, ‘girlboss’ is not a valid criticism of a female character, *especially* if you’re only using it in relation to women who fight outside the constraints of an inherently corrupt system. you’re just a misogynist.

[ilynpilled]

I think what bugs me the most about the type of analysis that is common in this fandom is that sometimes people are obsessed with not actually looking at choices being made by characters and instead try to project extra-textual symbolism/parallels they pulled out of thin air or use essentialist arguments to predict a certain character’s trajectory. There is already a weird tendency to blame bloodlines instead of institutions, oppressive/destructive social constructs/systems, and abusive cycles. This series repeatedly deconstructs bio essentialist ideas in a multitude of ways. Characters being viewed as monsters for the way they are born is a concept that is repeatedly torn down. There is a combination of nature & nurture at play with these characters, I admit, but it is nuanced. Your environment and your nature are in constant conversation with each other. Certain environmental factors will worsen certain attributes, while repress others etc. Your blood is not evil, nor is it pure, it just is, and your nature will be affected by your rearing, tragedies you face, and the environment you live in. Monsters are created and developed, not born. This whole concept is apparent with all the siblings in the series. Dany & Viserys are drastically different people, and make different choices despite having similar experiences and the same blood. Same can be said for Joff, Myrcella, and Tommen. Another very good example are the Lannister siblings. The twins’ idea of “one soul in two bodies” is deconstructed, and they are faced with how dissimilar they actually are. All three siblings have differences in nature, as revealed by their behavior as young children & their current values and motivations, and they are all shaped very differently by their environment. Cersei is affected by the oppressive system of the patriarchy, Jaime by the trauma due to the violent construct of knighthood, and Tyrion by the rampant ableism of the world around him. Tywin also shapes them by giving each of them their own flavor of parental abuse based on the role he wants them to play in his legacy. It is so apparent just how these characters became what they are, and how they navigate their world as a result of a nuanced combination of nature and nurturer. But in the end, it comes down to choices that they keep making. Characters on the right path can also falter sometimes, weigh their values wrong, and make bad decisions at certain points. Not to mention how thoughts and words do not speak as much as actions and actual choices that are made do. You all take bio essentialist arguments that some characters in the text make at face value, even when it is obviously bullshit. Any analysis that hinges entirely on “this character is the son/daughter of this character”, or “this thing on the surface parallels this other thing from something I read/watched”, “this character is a dragon. Dragons plant no trees”, “this character is a monster”, “this character is from this house”, “this character is related to this character” etc instead of actually looking at what said characters do or try to do is gonna lead to unconvincing arguments that are antithetical to one of the main ideas that this series is built on. To me it feels like these books are communicating that in spite of your birth, your origin, your trauma, your prophecies, etc it is primarily your choices that lead you to where you are and the legacy that you create. Cersei’s prophecy will come true as a result of the choices she makes. Dany’s many prophecies are also as a result of choices she makes, she was not just gifted with everything that she has achieved, she is an active agent who makes choices that push her a certain direction. This is also why it is weird when everybody wants to make characters have a predetermined trajectory solely based on “what” they are, or who they are related to.

Not only does George say this in interviews, it is an explicit thesis statement in the text itself:

This is the concluding statement of Jaime’s ASoS arc. Like “The things I do for love”, “So many vows...”, and “The heroes […] the best and the worst, and those who were a bit of both”, as extremely relevant it is to him in specific, it is a major thesis statement for the series as whole, and overlaps with many characters, just like how other characters also have a bunch of these overlapping arc theses. So can we please primarily look at the choices characters make and what ultimately motivated them to make these choices rather than thinking their ending and what they “are” as characters is set in stone because of the reasons mentioned. I feel like how you all engage with some of these characters contradicts the deconstruction of this kind of essentialism that is so apparent in these books.

[ruinedsoulsrp]

Dani wasn't unfamiliar with lovebirds that couldn't seem to keep their hands off each other, that were all giggles and inside jokes, and smiles so large she was sure their jaws hurt afterward. She'd learned not to let it bother her too much, after all, she was in the business of love, selling the fairytale, and couples like this who were already so deeply in it, were oftentimes easier to work with because they were just so excited to get everything together that they usually jumped at her first or second suggestions. When they'd brought in the groom's best man, she wasn't surprised by that either. To some's surprise, couple's liked an outside perspective. What did surprise her, however, was just how cynical to the whole thing the man seemed to be. Cynical enough to match her own true beliefs on the idea of marriage that she kept hidden from her clients.

The brunette had to bring her hand to her mouth to hide the smirk that curled the corners of her lips at his mini outburst. While it might have bothered some, it amused Dani. As he slouched, he looked ever the teenager love had seemed to turn the couple into, although he was the petulant one, stuck somewhere he clearly didn't want to be. Dani chuckled softly at his words, an eyebrow quirking slightly. "Oh? Don't tell me you don't believe in the magic of true love?" she teased, intrigued to hear his answer before considering telling him her own real thoughts on the subject.

a closed starter for @ruinedsoulsrp

Rylan quelled the immense urge to roll his eyes. As much he had protested, he couldn't get out of this. He eyed the giddy couple to his left and bit his inner cheek to prevent himself from letting out an exasperated sigh. The wedding planner in front of them was explaining about place setting... wait no, it's guests placement or was it about the menu? Rylan had switched off midway. He was here as a favour - Rylan, you're a great decision maker! We need your eyes to see things objectively. At times he wondered why he even agreed.

He was getting irate by the minute as his best friend and his fiancee giggled and pawed at one another beneath the table - obviously not paying attention to the poor woman in front of them. Finally he had enough. "Hey," he interjected, snapping his fingers at Theo and Fiona and rapping on the table with his other hand to catch their attention. It worked. "Focus and keep your hands off each other for fuck's sake." Rylan wasn't one to mince his words even if they were in front of strangers. Then again, he had known the couple all his life and met Dani several times now. Teenagers - they were well into their 30s though. He shot Dani a shrug. When Theo and Fiona made some excuse to retrieve something from the car, Rylan knew it's going to be a good half hour gone. He sighed, crossing his arms and slouched further into his seat. "I don't know how you do this for a living," Rylan remarked, eyeing Dani. "For all I know, either of them is going to come to me, crying why they never did a prenup because honeymoon phase is over."

[goodberrygay]

um who was gonna tell me that Bex meows at you when you play as a Githyanki tav and ask her what a cat is? She’s so stinkin’ cute, I love her even more

[lavampira]

ngl I think I might change gabriel to my canon warden 🧍‍♀️

[sweetestpopcorn]

Hi ! I have question, not too sensitive I hope...since this is a very pro Aegon III blog, could you explain to me why you love him so much ?

I've always struggled to love/understand the character, like yes, he seems nice overall, he's pretty and quiet (though the beautiful melancholic ones have never done it for me *looking at you Rhaegar*), he went through lots of trauma, and his relationship with Daenaera is cute, but nevertheless i've always found Viserys II and even Jace more pleasant and competent.

Like what i love about the most about Aegon III is that he's the son of Rhaenyra and Daemon, but that's not exactly a personality trait (well, it could be considering his parents, but you know what i mean).

Maybe there's something I'm missing about him (or maybe I'm just not receptive to this kind of character), so could you pretty please explain to me what is so great about him so that I might hopefully start to enjoy him as much as you do ? :)

Thank you so much ;)

Hi there,

I would like to start by saying that I don't really see the point in trying to convince anyone to like X or Y character. I certainly hope that people have enough of their own opinion to go by that and not by what someone else thinks or what by others like.

What is the problem of you not linking Aegon III?

I personally see none. I would also argue that you don't have to like Aegon III just because he was Daemon and Rhaenyra's son. For instance I like Corlys and Rhaenys yet their children are as bland as oatmeal and have 0 personality. I won't like them only because of who their parents are, much less make up traits and a personality George couldn't be bothered to give them.

We don't have to like every character. I myself have many that do nothing for me - many from Daemon and Rhaenyra's line - and that I struggle to understand what others might like about them. We are all different and to each their own. I am a firm believer that as long as we stay in our lanes, don't make sh:t up to try and prove a point (headcanons are not the same as canon), and don't harass anyone over their tastes, we don't owe anyone an explanation about why we like or don't like a character.

Now, as to why I like Aegon III, and what I think is so great about him, I believe canon explains itself much better than my own simple words could. I could transcribe everything written, however, since my time is limited and it has been over a month since my last update, I will give you three quotes, spoken by Aegon III himself that not only prove that he was very much Daemon and Rhaenyra's son, but also his own person, one with empathy, and with a little bit of light and fire left to him, even after all the darkness he endured. That an a tiny scene that people sleep on ;) this was a boy every inch worthy of being named after Aegon the Conqueror.

Just as a small note, none of this is to make you like him, it is intended to answer the question of what makes me like him and I think these quotes and the small moment speak for themselves. Alas, I am biased.

"I shall," King Aegon said. "You are sitting in my chair." (Fire and Blood, pg. 704)

"There will be no progress," the king declared, as he was seated. "I will not spend a year upon a horse, sleeping in strange beds and trading empty courtesies with drunken lords, half of whom would gladly see me dead if it gained them a groat. If any man requires word with me, he will find me on the Iron Throne." (Fire and Blood, pg. 704)

"I mean to give the smallfolk peace and food and justice. If that will not suffice to win their love, let Mushroom make a progress. Or perhaps we might send a dancing bear. Someone once told me that the commons love nothing half as much as dancing bears. You may call a halt to this feast tonight as well. Send the lords home to their own keeps and give food to the hungry. Full bellies and dancing bears shall be my policy." (Fire and Blood, pg. 704)

"The blood drained from the queen's cheeks when she beheld the bodies, but young Prince Aegon was the first to realise what they meant. "Mother, flee," he shouted, but too late." (...) "When Prince Aegon snatched up Ser Harrold's sword, Ser Alfred knocked the blade aside contemptuously." (Fire and Blood, pg. 540)

PS: Goes without saying that this is only concerning asoiaf canon, not redacted. Keep redacted in the trash where it belongs.

[ruinedsoulsrp]

Dani had known Clark would be at the wedding, after all, she'd planned in, so she'd seen the guest list, and the revised guest list, and the re-revised guest list, and his name had made every cut. Looking back, she couldn't recall if she'd been pleased by that or not. What she hadn't necessarily been pleased by was their friend's insistance that the two be sat at the same table. Her friend Erica assuring it would be the perfect time to "handle unfinished business." If she wasn't one of Dani's best friends, she might have quit on her right then and there. When he didn't come up to say hi right away, Dani maintained her distance, if he didn't want to see her, she didn't want to see him, right? Unfortunately, they couldn't avoid each other forever, and she was somewhat surprised when he set a drink down in front of her, her brows furrowing as she turned toward him, though she couldn't help the slight curl of the corner of her lips when she realized he still remembered her favorite drink. "I'm impressed you remembered." she admitted with a small chuckle, picking up the drink and taking a sip. "It's perfect, thanks." she paused, tucking a strand of long dark hair behind her ear. "Are you having fun?"

Open to: Any muse of your choosing!! Suggested Plot: Clark and your muse were best friends in college/part of a tight knit group. Maybe they always had a will they won't they thing but never figured it out - haven't seen each other in a while and now they're both guests at the wedding of two of their friends from college. And they were purposefully seated right next to each other.

"Oh wow, right here?" Clark was speaking more to himself as he found his name at one of the tables. He had seen them seated there as soon as he entered the room but had been doing his best not to be noticed. But the food was being set on the table and he had already stalled enough at the open bar. He set what he remembered to be their favorite drink down on the table for them before sitting with his own. "I hope you still like that, if not I can totally get you something else." He took a breath and then met their eyes. "Hi." @ruinedsoulsrp

[heroexxs]

"so, do you know how long you're sticking around for?" dani asked as she finished making breakfast for the two of them. the town was small enough that they rarely had any new faces around, and she couldn't help but be drawn to them the minute they walked into the gym. it was almost like she was pulled right away, plus seeing her throw a punch at one of the creepy regulars was just the cherry on top of it all. things moved a little faster than she thought they should have but she hadn't felt this great for the longest time. as she slid the omelet onto a plate, she set it down in front of them and went to grab some coffee before sitting down herself. "there's not too much shit to do here anyway." she said with a shrug. she wouldn't be surprised if she was only here for a bit before trying to find somewhere a bit more exciting to go to. "but if you stick around for a little bit, you're more than welcome to come and hangout at the gym whenever you want." she said with a chuckle.

// @angclnumber

[ruinedsoulsrp]

Starter for @missautumn based on: planning a celebrity wedding and whoops we actually know each other, how has it been so long, and where did this chemistry come from?

Despite the fact that Dani had done a few celebrity weddings, it was still a surprise to her anytime she got contracted to do one. Sure, she knew she was good at what she did, but oftentimes she was excellent at selling herself short in her talents. Still, somehow she had the knack for managing petty immature celebrities who wanted all their love dreams to come true, and so here she was.

The brunette steeled herself with a deep breath, the first time meeting the couple was always one of the most important. Sure, even though she had the job, it was key that the people actually getting married liked her as well. As she walked over, a forced, yet effortless looking smile on her lips, it dipped slightly when the groom turned around and her brows furrowed slightly, grateful he seemed to be alone for a moment as recognition crossed her features. She hadn't seen him in years. "Wait...this is your wedding?"

[babymorte]

Will you share your discord?

my handle is the same everywhere pretty much 😅 im gonna be perfectly honest aside from how i use it i have zero idea how discord works or what the point of it is as a non social person if that makes sense 😂 so yes anyone can add/follow me anywhere but i’d only add back mooties if anything im sorry 🙏🏻

[safyresky]

Orymmmmmmm :(

[danidoesathing]

👀 (for end of year wip ask game)

“You don’t know my brother. He’s always doing some stupid shit. Damn miracle that he ain’t dead yet,” he says. “Dumbass is too stubborn to die.”

The image of Johnnie suddenly flashes in his mind – worse off than he’s ever been after any brawl or crash, torn up face covered in blood and black and barely awake enough to throw up what little was left in his stomach in a half-brained attempt to stop an overdose – and brief levity is gone. They had all played fast and loose with death. Johnnie treated it like a game more often than not, because everything was a damn game to him. At least one he was good at playing. But that…that was too close. That was way too damn close. This wasn’t a nasty bike crash or a fight gone sour. That was an execution, one he had no right living through with how much shit he had in his system. To say it’s a miracle he’s alive is an understatement. There ain’t too many people out there that can survive getting black-brained. Dale ain’t anything in way of a believer, but he thanks whatever god or devil that decided to give his brother the luck he has.

He clears his throat, forcing the image out of his mind and focusing on the present.

“Planned on coming out here to take care of them myself, but, uh,” he gestures to the blazing pile. “You beat me to the punch.”

The guy hums. but doesn’t bother looking up from whatever he’s fiddling with in his hand.

“You didn’t have to do that,” he says eventually. “I don’t know your brother.”

“Guessed that much. But still- you saved me the trouble of dealing with that myself. Thought if I couldn’t at least buy you a drink, saving your sorry ass ain’t a half bad fill-in.”

“You didn’t-” he cut himself off with a sharp exhale, the sudden resolve dying out just as fast as it appeared. He rubs at his injured leg, and only chokes out a quiet, “Ok.”

[fromtheseventhhell]

When I have to let show!Arya get whacked because annoying House Stark fans wanted to use her to hate on Dany