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Hey besties, sorry I haven't had the time or energy to be on this blog much lately. I'm gonna be putting some of my Dragon Age and Elder Scrolls muses on my other multi ( @dcviline ) because I miss writing them, and I currently have a poll going to decide who makes the move. Feel free to follow me over there if you wanna write with them. <3

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Hey besties, sorry I haven't had the time or energy to be on this blog much lately. I'm gonna be putting some of my Dragon Age and Elder Scrolls muses on my other multi ( @dcviline ) because I miss writing them, and I currently have a poll going to decide who makes the move. Feel free to follow me over there if you wanna write with them. <3

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Hey besties, sorry I haven't had the time or energy to be on this blog much lately. I'm gonna be putting some of my Dragon Age and Elder Scrolls muses on my other multi ( @dcviline ) because I miss writing them, and I currently have a poll going to decide who makes the move. Feel free to follow me over there if you wanna write with them. <3

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dying bc this is what showed up when I googled naruto

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when I finish BG3 I will add my Tav and possibly a companion or two

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sasuke squints at sakura. why is she up so late? ( it’s 2 am here 😂

ㅤㅤㅤTHE KUNOICHI IS LOST IN THE UNRAVELED SCROLLS ON HER DESK. Tired hands write scattered notes on a separate page, a pause to press the back of one to her mouth to stifle a yawn. That's when she notices him, greens shifting aside half-startled at his sudden, silent appearance. She can read the look on his face well enough without words.

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ Sasuke ─ ❞ she exclaims, shaking the tiredness from mind. ❝ I was only looking over some work. ❞ Eyes lift to the clock on the wall, astonished at the time. How is it so late ? The last time she checked, it wasn't even midnight yet. Sakura offers a light, apologetic smile, rubbing the back of her neck. ❝ I . . . I guess I lost track of time. ❞

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one thing you have to understand about me is that I am adhd and have absolutely NO concept of passing time

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ㅤㅤㅤHE LAUGHS, FOR HE KNOWS SHE SPEAKS TRUTH IN THAT MATTER. Nothing entices men like him more than the beauty and grace of a woman like her. His is a life of savagery and iron, crossed swords and the salt of the ocean wind and spilled blood. Hers is silk and gold, words that charm with honey and a princess that presents herself as a more carefully crafted piece of art than the paintings on the walls. Who wouldn't die to have her? To his people, anything that is yours must be bought by the Iron Price. The sea does not barter with coin and neither do the Ironborn. If you want something, you must take it for yourself. And he wants her.

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ I think I know that better than anyone. You must have put a spell on me, you dangerous woman, ❞ he jests, but in truth, her wit can cut sharper than any blade, her words better at control than any sorcerer's magic. ❝ Aye, I did miss you more. ❞ He crossed an ocean for her, and he would have gone father if he needed to. If she was on the other side of Essos, then that's where he would be, no matter how far he had to go to get to her. Anything just to kiss her again, the feel of her lips against his a balm for an ache that's twisted at him for far too long. But it seems she's not content with one kiss, and his eyes come alight, a playful twitch at the corner of his mouth.

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ Five minutes? Is that all? ❞ he feigns protest, but does not waste the next few seconds. Harry releases her necklace, hands cupping under her hips to lift her onto the war table, pulling her legs around his waist. Nearly eye-level now, he takes a moment to look into her emeralds again and smirk. ❝ I can work with that. ❞ Harry pulls her in with a hand to the side of her neck and jaw, kissing her with the familiarity of an old lover. The other pins her close, digits pressing into the curve of her hip as he leans into her, a teasing whisper brushing against her ear. ❝ Or you could tell anyone that walks in to fuck off. That could work, too. ❞

"I   never   figure   you   Ironborns   one   to   follow   the   rules,   foolish   or   not."   She   is   different,   a   Lannister   and   a   Baratheon   and   a   princess   at   that,   rules   is   how   she   sees   the   world;   show   Myrcella   the   chessboard   and   she   will   perfectly   place   everyone   where   it   would   be   most   beneficial   for   all   of   them.   Even   Harry.   Once   her   mother   had   been   gone   and   out   of   the   picture,   she   had   hoped,   prayed,   that   he   would   come   for   her.   Perhaps,   with   the   knowledge   of   House   Greyjoy   slowly   dying   down   and   needing   new   numbers,   Asha   would   let   Myrcella   bring   forth   Harry   as   a   candidate   of   a   new   lord.   Most   beneficial   sure,   and   in   her   heart,   it   would   suit   her   best.   Let   the   ironborn   be   close   the   iron   throne   and   Harry   close   to   her   heart.  

He   had   stolen   it   a   year   ago   and   never   dare   to   return   it,   the   scoundrel.   The   princess   looks   over   ,a   smile   on   her   lips   at   his   jest.   "I   been   known   to   be   capable   of   swaying   dishonorable   men.   That's   the   real   danger   of   us   princesses,   you   know."   Her   power   lays   in   her   mind,   despite   what   her   mother   could   tell   her   a   long   ago.   Though,   of   course,   her   beauty   was   another   weapon   that   could   be   used   if   properly   done,   and   she   had   learned   from   the   best   in   the   realms.   "You   came   all   across   the   realm   to   see   me.   .   .I   guess   you   missed   me   more,   Captain."  

She   uses   his   title   with   an   easy   smile,   though   it   dies   briefly   at   the   touch   of   their   lips   and   is   finger   on   her   necklace   and   how   warm   she   suddenly   feels   despite   the   loose   fabric   of   her   summer   dress.   "Do   it   again   and   it   might."   She   breathes   against   his   lips   for   a   brief   moment,   eyes   looking   toward   the   door   before   she   let   her   hands   move   to   his   shoulders.   "You   have   five   minutes   before   someone   comes   looking   for   me.   Remind   me   of   how   it   used   to   be."   When   it   was   just   them   and   the   endless   sea   and   they   would   delay   the   inevitable   arrival   upon   land.

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-ˏˋ 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐢'𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥 ˊˎ-

(updated September 16th, 2023)

▶ @queencvbra​​​ // Tory Nichols // main blog           ↪ @teachdance​​ // Kumiko // low activity // sideblog           ↪ @ncmcrcy​​ // CK multi // low activity // sideblog

▶ @khalesci​​ // Daenerys Targaryen // high activity

▶ @rosecrowned // Margaery Tyrell // medium-high activity

▶ ​​@dcviline // multi // high activity

▶ @nxthero​​ // multi // medium-low activity

▶ @daedriic​​ // Daeris Urzara (OC) // low activity

▶ @kaediisa​​ // Skarlet // low activity

▶ @sl2yer​​ // Buffy Summers // low activity

▶ @harvhell​​ // Jo Harvelle // low activity

▶ @athicf​​ // Felicia Hardy // low activity

( non rp blogs: @rcsea , @marichive )

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ꜰʟʏ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ʙᴜʀɴ.

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✧ ⊱ @ghouli3s said: ❛ well, this is where i live. ❜ - dane to sersi, surprise he is rich

ㅤㅤㅤSHE WASN'T SURE THAT ANY HUMANS STILL LIVED LIKE THIS. It was more common when the world was ruled by kings and emperors, but by comparison, everything nowadays seems quaint. That's what she'd thought, at least, until Dane brought her to his home. Sersi stands, mouth agape, suddenly feeling as if time has rewound itself to the age of knights and royalty. ❝ All of this is yours? ❞ she looks at Dane, puzzlement bending her brows. He'd never seemed the type for anything so grand. Would a museum salary cover such a thing? No, this is a generational wealth, surely. ❝ When you said you'd take me home, I pictured that home being a townhouse. Or maybe a nice little brownstone. Not this. ❞

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✧ ⊱ @ghouli3s said: ❛ close your eyes and hold out your hands. ❜ - ikaris to sersi

ㅤㅤㅤSHE WOULD PROTEST, IF SHE THOUGHT IT MIGHT DO HER ANY GOOD. There's always a chance he could be up to some trouble. Maybe Sprite is hiding somewhere nearby, waiting to enact whatever mischief they've planned. But Sersi relents rather easily. She always does with him; it rarely takes him more than a look to get her to acquiesce. Fidgeting hands set aside the gem she'd been shaping from sandstone, stretching between the two of them as she rises to her feet. ❝ This had better be a pleasant surprise, or I'll send Gilgamesh after you, ❞ she tsks, but despite all attempts to be firm, a smile breaks through, eyes fluttering shut as her palms turn upward with no further resistance. Waiting.

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✧ ⊱ @ghouli3s said: ❝   hold. state your business.   ❞ - vision to ajax

ㅤㅤㅤTHE STONE SPEAKS. BUT IS IT THE STONE, OR IS IT SOMETHING ELSE ? This consciousness that inhabits him, what is its origin? There is something divine in the construct before her, undoubtedly; the power of the universe itself fueling his life. And yet, he is made of man. An innovation unlike anything they've dreamed. Phastos did not trade them this knowledge, surely. Is this how far they've risen on their own? For men to be able to create consciousness itself, if this is indeed because of their work?

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ I am merely here to observe. To learn, if allowed. ❞ She steps beside the man, or machine, or whatever he may deem himself. He has fought alongside them. The humans. Why should he have a care for that? The stone that powers him, does it not think itself made for more? That is the most curious thing of all, how he stands at their side. ❝ They are strange creatures, are they not? The humans you fight for. Do you see yourself as one of them? ❞

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ah. random files on my flash drive have been corrupted again 💀

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Sersi. Thena. Gilgamesh. Ajak.

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*sighs*