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aarohi twirled the egg from last night through her fingers looking at it's intricate beauty. even after attending multiple parties and events in essos she had never seen anything like what the dragon queen had done. she would certainly write to her mother of it. if only she was here to see the butterflies soaring out and coloring the room anew with their wings. the memories from last night almost made her forget the lady was not alone. "forgive me for being lost in thought. please help yourself to tea and snacks. there's certainly too much for just me."

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gwayne needed fresh air after the events of last night. perhaps he had drunk too much wine or simply pushed himself too much. social events were always draining. but to wake up in another's room? that was unheard of for him. what was he even thinking last night? as he strolled through the castle's courtyard he could feel eyes upon him. it was normal for him to have some, but these eyes felt different. he continued to walk to see how far they would follow. "let's play a game shall we?"

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Peter Gadiot as James Valdez in Queen of the South 5.10

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CHARITHRA CHANDRAN on INSTAGRAM

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"well i am glad there is some amusement tonight outside of the newbornprincess. it's not as if we can all crowd around her all night." aarohi sighed. she had caught glimpses of the newborn babe, but wasn't permitted too close. the longing for a family and children of her own only grew day by day, but she had other things to entertain. "i would like to hear one of the less amusing stories if only to pass the time. and don't worry my lord i will defend you even if your laughter shakes the very walls of the castle."

"  quite  hilarious  ,  the  things  one  says  aloud  when  they  believe  no  ears  are  near,  "  matthos  chuckled  dryly  into  his  cup  .  he  cast  a  sidelong  glance  at  his  company,  expression  half-amused,  half-weary  .  he  never  enjoyed  large  gatherings  such  as  this  ,  preferring  to  keep  to  himself  but  because  of  the  position  he  found  himself  '  forced  '  into  ,  he  had  not  choice  but  to  be  present  tonight.  he  was  master  of  ships  in  all  but  name  ,  after  all  .  He  wasn’t  one  to  eavesdrop  —  gods  knew  he  had  little  interest  in  gossip  —  but  some  tongues  wagged  loud  enough  to  make  privacy  a  fool’s  fantasy  ,  "  i  have  heard  the  most  outrageous  things  tonight  that  is  dare  not  repeat  .  not  for  lack  of  memory,  mind  you  —  only  fear  I  might  laugh  loud  enough  to  offend  half  the  hall  .  "

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the dance of the court was something gwayne had long been used to. how to converse, when to move on, who to dance with, and where to go when you needed a moment of peace. all of it was a song and dance he was used to, but couldnt' say the same for others. he was on his way to another room to rest, but paused when he noticed the small disturbance. instead of carrying on he walked over to where the young women was and offered her a drink. "normally i would not suggest you take a drink from the hands of a man not from your family, but i swear on mine the drink is safe."

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her cheeks ache , a pain has formed in her temple from the buzz of the festivities . a babe , how sweet . may the gods bless the dragon princess . drop of sunlight incarnate never letting her facade drop -- though a weak facade it was . " a dance , my lord ? " she repeated , her tone even more questioning than his . this person was beneath a lannister , beneath her . but she could never tell him that , her spine was made of air -- nearly non existent . perhaps another truth would be better . " oh . . . no . i don't want to dance with you . . . goodbye , " youngest of the lion cubs darting away . why are you like this ? voice in her head shouting above the noise of the guests . eyes darted about , seeking a servant for something to drink -- her mouth suddenly dry . " where's a glass of wine when you need it . . . " she mumbled to herself .

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as the warmth of wine began to take aarohi sought refuge on the outside balcony to cool off. she opened the balcony door with one hand while the other held a piece of cake. making her way out she hummed a myrish song thinking of how good her cake was about to taste.

she didn't even notice the woman until she spoke, causing aarohi to jump out of skin. the woman looked ethereal under the moon's light. one might mistake her for a ghost. "they are." she responded gazing at the stars herself. "would you like to share some cake with me? i can ask for another fork and plate."

hours  upon  hours  spent  pouring  over  ancient  scripts  almost  indecipherable,  drawings  and  charts  which  could  only  vaguely  resemble  astronomical  charts  on  yellowed  parchments  could  still  never  truly  compare  to  the  real  thing.  dark  abyss  overhead,  specks  of  stars  reflected  upon  those  on  the  lady's  face.  "  aren't  the  stars  beautiful  tonight  ?  "  wind  kisses  her  face,  blowing  strands  of  burnt  umber  out  of  place  -  she  leans  further  against  the  railing.  "  feels  almost  like  i  could  stay  out  here  forever.  "  a  foolish  thought  in  truth,  oldest  of  her  generation  cannot  forever  escape  her  duties  ⸻  presumed  next  heir  of  the  sapphire  isle  by  all  but  lady  sapphire  herself  still  waits  for  time  to  reveal  her  standing.

𝗌𝖾𝗆𝗂-𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋… @steelfyre @lcstblood @crueltied @sacrificeds @crimsonsong + one extra open spot !

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"of course my prince." gwayne responded with a quick bow. the lord had been making his rounds conversing with the prominent members of court, but had not yet greeted the prince. "it is not everyday we are greeted with a new princess. it is surely a reason to celebrate and be merry." though the lord's words sound rehearsed he truly meant it. he had no children of his own, but could imagine the pride and warmth he would feel. "how are you enjoying your night?"

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there  is  a  stillness  to  the  queen  that  leaves  an  acrid  taste  in  the  back  of  the  throat;  aligning  with  a  truth  he  is  loath  to  admit—that  the  gods  have  allowed  time  to  take  hold  of  proposed  divinity  and  lay  waste  to  any  illusions  of  immortality.  watchful  gaze  remains  affixed  upon  crowned  dragoness,  even  as  self-imposed  distance  is  kept;  to  act  as  shield  would  only  invite  speculation—would  serve  as  fodder  for  further  discussion.  a  presence  at  his  back  claims  his  attention,  face  turning  to  meet  the  approaching  figure.    "    tell  me,  have  the  festivities  been  to  your  liking  ?    "    practiced  graces  come  to  the  surface,  violet  hues  reflecting  the  expected  delight  that  should  stem  from  the  moon’s  blessing.    "    have  you  found  joy  in  the  revelry  ?    "

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PETER GADIOT as Carlos García Méndez in Nine Bodies In A Mexican Morgue (2025)

Episode 1.03 • Rápido

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Endless gifs of Edwina Sharma - 5/∞

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exhausting was the best way to put it. gwayne had just finished his first round of many greeting prominent lords. there were a few faces he was glad to see, but most conversations tonight would be meaningless. not that he had a choice. someone could see it as a slight on their house if the lord chose not to greet them.

so many rules and ways of manner to keep nobles and commonfolk alike in check. it was predictable though which made things easier in day to day interactions. "it can be." he responded taking a drink from the table. "it can also be a source of amusement."

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Selin lounges near the wine table, a goblet balancing lazily between her delicate fingers. Candles flicker golden against the jewels braided into her hair, shimmering along the sigils of her house that had been painstakingly woven into a loose veil above them. For once more clothed than her reserved sister, begrudgingly obedient to her father's request that she represent their house well and not appear every inch a scandal. Instead her gaze drifts over the court, the banquet, the prattling gossip as it floats through a room filled with so many proper northerners–– because everywhere beyond Dorne is north, yes?

"It must be exhausting for them," she comments to no one in particular, running a finger around the rim of her cup with faint amusement hanging from her lips. "Clinging to their rules and formalities." The festivities in Sunspear were rarely so uptight.

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aarohi couldn't help but hum in agreement. her eyes had been on the infant most of the night. not out of malice or ill intent, but rather admiration and joy. even if this land was not her's she could not help but feel warmth for the newborn babe. "she truly is a little delight. if it were not improper i would hold her in my arms."

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slender fingers tap at the body of a silver chalice, with coral lips forming into 𝖺 𝖿𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗍 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗆𝖺𝖼𝖾 at the piercing melody of shrieks & wails coming from the silk-draped cradle. the poised nereid casts a soft gaze towards her nearest company, chewing on her words thoughtfully. ‎“ she's certainly a ... 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵 little thing. ” it seems that the gods had not bestowed ellaria with the maternal touch, nor the fortitude for infantile rattle. regardless, she remained blissful for her princess & their 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗀𝗈𝗇. “ with that pair of lungs, she shall surely strike fear into our enemies, one day. ”

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"i'm glad to hear that my lady." aarohi responds as she steps into better light to reveal herself. not wanting to cause any further misunderstandings with the one in front of her. she was already feeling overwhelmed by the various questions and glances from nobles in the court. seeking refuge ouside seemed like her best option, but now she had her doubts.

"i was not aware biting was common in westeros." she jests back to lighten the mood. "what might one have to do to incur such a response?"

𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓   ╱    for @steelfyre + 3/4 open spots.

raya  closes  her  eyes  and  inhales  sharply  the  moment  her  skin  feels  the  open  air,  away  from  the  warm  crowd  inside.  they  miss  the  north  ━━  the  snow,  the  cold  air  and  the  way  the  sun  melts  away  just  a  bit  of  the  morning  frost  on  the  windows. raya  takes  a  seat  on  one  of  the  benches  just  outside  the  main  door  and  plays  with  the  empty  goblet  between  their  hands.  footsteps  take  them  away  from  their  thoughts  and  they  look  over  to  see  who  their  new  company  is.  ❝ you  are  allowed  to  come  closer,  i  will  not  bite  you. ❞  there  is  jest  in  raya's  words  before  she  looks  back  at  the  empty  goblet.

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the young lord of oldtown had spent most of the night conversating with other heads of family and notable guests leaving him mentally exhausted. he needed a moment of quiet, but the current lord in front of him was making that difficult. he had been talking about his house's thoroughbred horses for what felt like a fortnight. luckily for gwayne he wasn't known for being the most gracious with words.

a moment later he found himself in a quiet corner of the room. he was not alone. eyes trailed up and down the man trying to identify him. "i'm just envious i didn't do the same."

the  bear  sips  and  watches  .  sip  ,  watch  –  repeat .  an  attempt  is  made  not  to  draw  attention  ;  tucked  to  the  corner  ,  the  isolated  northerner  ,  how  nonconformist  he  must  appear .  had  there  ever  been  a  northern  liege  who  rejoiced  in  travelling  south ?   if  there  had  been  artos  would  have  bet  a  small  fortune  they  would  dare  not  admit  it .  though  it  truly  mattered  little  what  he  or  any  of  them  thought  ,  the  crown  had  beckoned  and  he  was  not  so  much  a  die  hard  secessionist  to  tell  them  to  shove  their  invitation  up  their  arse .  though  some  within  the  northern  delegation  ,  hells  ,  some  within  his  own  family  may  have  been  tempted .  another  sip  and  his  attention  was  drawn  to  a  person  giving  him  the  once  over  .  throat  cleared  ,  position  shifting  under  the  scrutiny .  ❛   i  have  been  assured  by  the  tailor  that  it  is  still  technically  silver .   ❜    though  perhaps  only  a  few  shades  removed  from  black . 

𝙊𝙋𝙀𝙉  𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙀𝙍  ...   +  currently uncapped . 

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PETER GADIOT in QUANTUM LEAP (2.02)