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@king7doms asked: [ AWAKE ]: the sender, unable to sleep, gets up to go for a walk, and finds that the receiver is also unable to sleep. / Myrcella @ Trystane

The   gardens   of   Sunspear   were   cloaked   in   a   silver   glow,   the   moonlight   weaving   through   the   latticework   of   leaves   and   casting   soft   patterns   on   the   tiled   paths.   Trystane   had   retreated   here,   seeking   solace   from   the   restless   heat   that   had   robbed   him   of   sleep.   He   leaned   against   a   slender   palm   tree,   his   sketchbook   resting   against   his   knee,   though   his   charcoal   had   long   since   stopped   moving.

His   thoughts   were   tangled,   drifting   from   the   weight   of   politics   to   the   delicate   beauty   of   his   betrothed,   if   he   could   still   call   her   that,   considering   she   had   been   called   back   to   King's   Landing.   She   was   an   enigma—sweet,   strong,   and   far   more   composed   than   someone   her   age   ought   to   be.   He   wondered   if   she,   too,   struggled   beneath   the   expectations   placed   upon   her.   The   soft   rustle   of   footsteps   drew   his   attention.   He   straightened,   his   gaze   landing   on   a   familiar   figure   moving   through   the   shadows   of   the   garden.

Myrcella,   her   golden   hair   catching   the   moonlight,   walked   with   a   pensive   air,   her   arms   wrapped   around   herself   as   though   warding   off   the   night’s   stillness.   “Myrcella?”   he   called   softly,   careful   not   to   startle   her.   He   closed   his   sketchbook   and   rose,   brushing   charcoal   dust   from   his   fingers.   “Couldn’t   sleep?”   Trystane   gestured   to   the   bench   nearby,   an   invitation   she   hesitated   over   before   accepting.

"Shall   I   take   my   sword   to   your   dreams?   Let   them   have   your   sleep   in   peace?"

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me and mari discovering my trystane fc has a young pedro' chin/jaw.

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nomenclature for the ruling house of dorne (so far it' has always been house martell) goes as follow.

the high prince/ruling prince of dorne - the head of the house and da facto ruler of sunspear. people don't usually use titles but foreign companies do use the high prince or Ruling Prince as a way to distinguish among princes.

the crown prince/ crown princess - the heir to sunspear, as they do not have a male primogeniture rule, it can fall to whoever was born first.

prince royal/ the prince - refers to all the princes and princesses that are brothers and sisters to the ruling prince. for example, oberyn and elia.

grand prince/grand princess - any children of the ruling prince or princess of dorne who are not the direct heir. for example, trystane would be a grand prince.

infante / prince or princess - any other princes or princess born from the relatives of the ruling prince who are not in the direct line to the throne.

most in dorne do not mind the incorrect title as long as the main three (the high prince, the crown prince and grand princes) are respected, the rest do not mind the title of simple prince but they will correct those who call them lord or lady. foreign companies will always use the titles because it's a sign of respect and more importantly, of recognition of dorne as an independent kingdom with trading routes and attached to the realm.

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imagine you are myrcella and you grow up and this is the man you are told to marry and then they tell you the engagement is off.

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ok but people seeing robert with mya and seeing that he can be a good dad ok.

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❝ Someone might walk in. ❞ (@khalesci & jokin)

The   celebrations   in   the   North   are   wild   and   loud.   The   people   up   there   are   as   loud   as   a   Dothraki   celebration   without   the   extremes,   he   thinks,   but   the   laughter   and   the   noise   is   enough   to   make   blood   rush   up   and   down   one's   body   and   for   people   to   forget   themselves.   Jokin   is   one   of   them,   as   he   had   taken   his   queen   to   the   side,   a   drink   or   two   between   them   before   he   had   began   to   kiss   the   side   of   her   neck,   once,   twice,   licking   the   sweat   that   accumulated   there   under   the   rising   heat.   He   is   thankful   for   the   supposed   warmth   of   those   walls,   something   about   hot   springs   running   through   the   palace.  

Nevermind   such   a   thing,   because   he   traps   her   with   his   body,   half   shielding   her   from   view   as   his   hand   grips   on   the   side   of   her   hips,   seaking   the   hem   of   it   and   rising   it   with   care,   at   least   for   once,   he   cannot   have   her   go   back   inside   with   her   dress   thorn.   "No   one   will   care.   They   are   all   busy   with   celebrations,   Khaleesi.   And   you   deserve   some   too."

  He   whispers   against   her   ear,   a   hand   moving   to   her   neck   so   her   eyes   looking   at   his   dark   ones   and   free   hand   keeps   moving   to   part   her   legs,   his   hand   pressing   between   them,   as   the   added   pressure   of   his   leg   against   them   causes   friction.   "Don't   you   deserve   some?"   He   asks,   a   mischievous   smile   upon   his   lips   ,   kissing   her   once,   twice,   loosening   her   dress   as   he   keeps   staring   at   her,   as   if   he   wished   to   memorize   her   every   feature   to   memory.   "What   would   you   wish   of   me,   Khaleesi?   My   mouth?   My   fingers?"

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@king7doms asked: "I thought you hated dancing." / Lyanna @ Robert

"I   do   and   my   opinion   has   not   changed   on   the   matter.   But   I   have   noticed   you   do   enjoy   it."   And   he   is   trying   to   prove   to   her   that   despite   the   rumors   and   the   bastard   children   he   might   have,   he   is   willing   to   make   sure   she   understands   that   this   marriage,   means   everything   to   him.   Robert   is   many   things,   and   perhaps   faithful   is   not   something   people   think   he   can   do,   but   Ned   was   clear   on   his   support   as   wel   his   words   of   taking   him   to   combat   if   he   dare   hurt   Lyanna,   and   if   one   thing   the   stag   knows,   is   that   he   should   never   anger   a   wolf,   specially   a   quiet   one   like   his   Ned.

  He   is   certain   Ned   could   decapitate   him   if   he   wished,for   the   sole   idea   of   disrespecting   Lyanna.   "My   grandmother   was   kind   enough   to   teach   me   a   few   things,   at   least   to   not   step   on   a   lady's   feet."   Which   he   would.   His   height   was   great   in   battle   but   not   so   much   on   a   dance   floor,   his   grandmother,   Targaryen   in   name   and   blood,   was   anything   but   a   dragon   in   his   eyes   when   she   was   as   bright   as   any   other   person   in   his   family.

  He   takes   Lyanna's   hand   to   help   take   her   to   the   middle   of   the   floor,   as   people   opened   way   for   them   and   he   keeps   his   eyes   on   her.   "At   least   let   me   prove   myself   a   competent   dancer."

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Henry Cavill as Charles Brandon | The Act of Succession.

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Henry Cavill as Charles Brandon | Something for You

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❝ Your queen is cold. You should warm her. ❞ (@lannisther & osney)

There   was   a   time   in   which   his   only   job   there   at   the   Keep   was   to   guard   her   doors,   alongside   his   brothers,   he   would   be   another   faceless   knight.   Those   times   were   long   gone   with   the   small   invitations   she   had   given   him,   gentle   whispers   in   the   night   and   then,   invitations   like   the   one   she   does   now,   to   warm   her   bed,   to   keep   her   company.   Naive   mind   once   thought   it   was   the   queen   simply   wishing   company,   and   her   lack   of   ladies   would   make   her   desire   another   (   he   is   aware   that   ladies   at   time   share   a   room   for   safety   and   companionship,   and   he   is   but   a   knight   at   her   service,   there   to   do   her   will   ).  

But   one   night   became   two   and   then   months   and   doing   whatever   she   desired.   He   endured   torture   and   pain   upon   her   walk   by   the   Faith   and   he   should   not   be   so   eager   to   join   her,   and   yet,   it's   one   glance   around   the   hall   before   he   gets   inside   the   room   where   she   stands.   The   routine   a   familiar   one,   as   armor   clanks   against   the   table   as   he   removes   the   cloak   and   the   headpiece,   followed   by   the   chestplate,   curled   hair   gone   wild   with   the   movement.  

"Is   that   all   what   my   queen   desires   tonight?   Warmth?"   Osney   asks,   testing   the   waters   about   what   she   desires.   She   is   as   unpredictable   as   the   waters   or   fire   itself.   "Should   I   stop   once   you   are   warm   and   safe   under   your   bed?"

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@king7doms asked: "There’s no turning back now, is there?" / Lyanna @ Rhaegar

The   reality   of   what   they   are   about   to   do   dawns   on   him.   But   he   had   known   it   would   end   like   this   the   moment   he   laid   eyes   on   her   back   at   Harrenhal,   how   those   dreams   and   prophecies   he   obsessed   over   seem   to   be   clear   upon   her   eyes.   A   song   of   ice   and   fire.   Aegon's   dream   made   flesh,   and   he   would   lose   his   other   family   but   this   one   would   persevere   in   life.  

A   child   for   the   ages,   a   legend   on   it's   own   right,   be   it   a   boy   or   a   girl   (   a   future   one   that   is,   and   he   does   not   tell   Lyanna,   how   he   feels   it   in   his   bones,   like   the   certainty   of   her   winter,   that   it   is   a   boy   ).   "If   you   take   my   hand   and   let   me   take   you   away   from   here,   then   yes.   No   turning   back.   People   will   talk   and   whisper   and   say   vile   things.   But   it   is   our   truth   that   matters."  

He   does   not   care,   except   for   the   ache   he   feels   about   his   children,   Aegon   is   but   a   child,   and   Rhaenys   is   a   sweet   girl   who   does   not   deserve   any   wrath   coming   her   way.   His   father   will   be   furious   but.   .   .is   this   not   the   right   thing?   To   give   the   future   a   chance   by   making   a   prophecy   come   true.

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✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄 . ( a collection of prompts centered around ... well, smut. adjust phrasing — mature themes, obviously . )

| -> ( ... ) lightly spicy.

meet me in the bathroom in five minutes.

shhh, they'll hear you.

i'm serious - right here, right now.

i needed a distraction, and here you are.

keep reading, don't let me distract you.

can i touch you here ?

i have five minutes, let's make this quick.

you seem to know what you're doing.

oh, we've barely just started.

i won't break, don't be afraid.

can't we just sneak off ? no one will notice.

i'm getting under you to get over someone else. is that okay ?

did you start without me ?

[ in the shower / tub / pool ] are you gonna join me or not ?

you're the one who told me to let off some steam.

you have no idea how long i've wanted this.

looks like it's just us here ... privacy at last.

can we come up with a safe word before continuing ?

you're so beautiful, [ name ].

take these off.

you take them off for me.

wait ... won't they hear us ?

don't get sappy on me, it's just sex.

can we try something new tonight ?

i skipped underwear, just for you.

if you tear that, you're paying for it.

i've missed this so much.

you just want me to do all the work ... it's kinda hot.

you don't have to hide anything from me.

tell me you love me ... i won't hold you to it, just say it.

you know what i'm waiting for.

is this the [ piece / lingerie ] i picked out for you ?

feeling risky ?

your scars don't make me see you any differently.

take me to the sofa, i can't make it to the bed.

i want this. i want you.

i don't know how i ever lived without this. without you.

i could never share you with anyone else.

do you want to come in ? i was gonna take a shower ...

i want to forget. just help me forget.

is this okay ? [ ... ] tell me if that changes, alright ?

you can pretend i'm [ name ], if that helps.

let's make this last ... i want you to remember tonight.

this doesn't have to mean anything.

i want to hear you say it.

do you trust me with this ?

let me take care of you.

right here on the counter ? naughty ...

i want to paint that pretty neck plum with hickeys.

someone's feeling bold tonight.

don't worry, i'll buy you another one.

you turn me on so easily --

say please.

| -> ( ... ) xxxtra spicy.

you're doing so well for me , [ name ].

i thought i told you to [ wait / stay still ].

choke me . i promise i'll be fine .

i'm so fucking [ wet / hard ] for you.

fuck ... that's amazing , right there ...

i'm all yours ... fuck- all yours–

touch yourself for me.

can you come from just this ?

ah-- you're going to leave a mark.

do you want to taste yourself ?

please, [ name ] - i want to come.

do you have any idea how good you taste ?

you look so fucking good down there.

show me where it feels good, [ ... ] right there ?

faster ... fuck, i'm so close.

please, please, plea-

if you don't quiet down, everyone out there will know what we're doing.

say you're mine. shout it so everyone knows what we're doing in here.

don't stop, fuck, please don't stop-

i won't stop until you've come so hard your legs shake.

get on your knees for me, baby.

are you getting close ? i'm almost there–

fuck me like you hate me. pretend if you have to.

fuck me like you love me. pretend if you have to.

i love the sounds you make ... i can't get enough.

get yourself off ... i love watching you.

come for me. now.

grab your [ toy ], i'm about to rock your world.

please touch me. please, i'll do anything.

look how pretty you are when you're about to come.

we shouldn't ... ah, we shouldn't be doing this.

fuck, [ name ], i'm coming ... fuck-

tell me how badly you need [ it / me ].

you feel so fucking good.

please, i'm so close.

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ℑ 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔡𝔬 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔢𝔫𝔰 𝔡𝔬. ℑ 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔯𝔲𝔩𝔢.

Daenerys Targaryen from George R.R. Martin's A Song of Ice and Fire, show timeline based with book influence and headcanon driven. written by cali.

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meme tag is linked up so you can send me memes here, or any of the blogs on the blogroll. please with cherry on top.

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meme tag is linked up so you can send me memes here, or any of the blogs on the blogroll. please with cherry on top.

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always remember.

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also, a blogroll has been added to my pinpost.