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“A wag walks among us, brothers. A WARG! This . . . this creature is not fit to lead us! This beastling is not fit to live!” (ASOS, Jon XII)

“She is a foolish child, mad and heedless and too dangerous to live.” (ADWD, Daenerys III)

gotta love a couple whose very existence is deemed to be a threat to the status quo. like people literally losing their minds and begging for them to be put down like rabid dogs in order to maintain established systems of power. once again I ask you, who is doing it like they are?

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Appearance of the purple eyes? Emilia Clarke — Behind the Scenes of Game of Thrones S1

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It’s about time I’ll draw daenerys targaryen ❤️

Listen I’m not ready to draw her dragons yet- but I adore to white lion mane she’s wearing from book 2 - so here is a little work in progress ~

Also!

I’m trying to get into VGen - :> so if you want to help me I’ll really appreciate it ^^ all I need is this post to succeed a little :> probably will be wiser to do it on a finished post butttt its going to take me forever haha - sob o(-(

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Rob took them all the way down to the end. Past Grandfather and Brandon and Lyanna, to show them their own tombs. Sansa kept looking at the stubby little candle, anxious that it might go out. Old Nan had told her there were spiders down here, and rats as big as dogs. Robb smiled when she said that. “There are worse things than spiders and rats,” he whispered. “This is where the dead walk.” That was when they heard the sound low and deep and shivery. Baby Bran had clutched at Arya‘s hand.

When the spirit stepped out of the open tomb, pale white and moaning for blood, Sansa ran shrieking for the stairs, and Bran wrapped himself around Robb’s leg, sobbing. Arya stood her ground and gave the spirit a punch. It was only Jon, covered with flour. “You stupid,” she told him, “you scared the baby,” but Jon and Robb just laughed and laughed, and pretty soon Bran and Arya were laughing too.

—AGOT, Arya IV

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DAENERYS TARGARYEN’S OUTFITS IN A DANCE WITH DRAGONS

(AGOT, ACOK, ASOS, ADWD)

Last September, I commissioned the amazingly talented @ilrex to draw fanart of every single Dany outfit that’s described in the books. I can’t thank them enough for accepting my request, for making me so happy and excited whenever I received updates of their progress, for finishing such a huge project, for giving me such diverse options to use as my tumblr icon (lol), for greatly enriching my (re)reading experience of Dany’s chapters and for surpassing all my expectations with their gorgeous style and attention to detail. Ilrex deserves all the praise for their depiction of these outfits, which will be posted per book on different days.

So here are Dany’s outfits in A Dance with Dragons, along with the book descriptions (a few of them were skipped for being too repetitive and/or vague) that ilrex had in mind in order to draw her costumes:

Dany clutched her lion pelt to her chest. Underneath, a sheer white linen tunic covered her to midthigh. (ADWD, Daenerys I)

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Only then did Dany go back inside the pyramid, where Irri and Jhiqui were waiting to brush the tangles from her hair and garb her as befit the Queen of Meereen, in a Ghiscari tokar.

The garment was a clumsy thing, a long loose shapeless sheet that had to be wound around her hips and under an arm and over a shoulder, its dangling fringes carefully layered and displayed. Wound too loose, it was like to fall off; wound too tight, it would tangle, trip, and bind. Even wound properly, the tokar required its wearer to hold it in place with the left hand. Walking in a tokar demanded small, mincing steps and exquisite balance, lest one tread upon those heavy trailing fringes. It was not a garment meant for any man who had to work. The tokar was a master’s garment, a sign of wealth and power.

[…] The floppy ears she chose today were made of sheer white linen, with a fringe of golden tassels. With Jhiqui’s help, she wound the tokar about herself correctly on her third attempt. Irri fetched her crown, wrought in the shape of the three-headed dragon of her House. Its coils were gold, its wings silver, its three heads ivory, onyx, and jade. Dany’s neck and shoulders would be stiff and sore from the weight of it before the day was done. (ADWD, Daenerys I)

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As the sky lightened and the stars faded one by one, Irri and Jhiqui helped her don a tokar of violet silk fringed in gold. (ADWD, Daenerys II)

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In his honor Daenerys had donned a Qartheen gown, a sheer confection of violet samite cut so as to leave her left breast bare. Her silver-gold hair brushed lightly over her shoulder, falling almost to her nipple. (ADWD, Daenerys III)

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“What does Your Grace wish to wear?” asked Missandei.

Starlight and seafoam, Dany thought, a wisp of silk that leaves my left breast bare for Daario’s delight. Oh, and flowers for my hair. When first they met, the captain brought her flowers every day, all the way from Yunkai to Meereen. (ADWD, Daenerys IV)

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“Bring the grey linen gown with the pearls on the bodice. Oh, and my white lion’s pelt.” She always felt safer wrapped in Drogo’s lionskin. (ADWD, Daenerys IV)

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Dany’s riding clothes were stained and sooty as she stepped back from the pyres. (ADWD, Daenerys VI)

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“Irri, bring the green tokar, the silk one fringed with Myrish lace.”

“That one is being repaired, Khaleesi. The lace was torn. The blue tokar has been cleaned.”

“Blue, then. They will be just as pleased.” (ADWD, Daenerys VI)

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Dany hurried off, calling for her handmaids. She would not welcome her captain home in a tokar. In the end she tried a dozen gowns before she found one she liked, but she refused the crown that Jhiqui offered her. (ADWD, Daenerys VI)

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“Help me find my crown. Oh, and some clothes to wear, something light and cool.” (ADWD, Daenerys VII)

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“…The wedding garb is fraught with meaning too. The bride is dressed in dark red veils above a tokar of white silk, fringed with baby pearls.”

The queen of the rabbits must not be wed without her floppy ears. “All those pearls will make me rattle when I walk.” (ADWD, Daenerys VI)

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Afterward, as Jhiqui was patting Daenerys dry, Irri approached with her tokar. Dany envied the Dothraki maids their loose sandsilk trousers and painted vests. They would be much cooler than her in her tokar, with its heavy fringe of baby pearls. “Help me wind this round myself, please. I cannot manage all these pearls by myself.” (ADWD, Daenerys VII)

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So Daenerys sat silent through the meal, wrapped in a vermilion tokar and black thoughts, speaking only when spoken to, brooding on the men and women being bought and sold outside her walls, even as they feasted here within the city. (ADWD, Daenerys VIII)

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“I keep my promises,” he told her, as Irri and Jhiqui were robing them for bed. 

[…] No sooner had her handmaids retired for the night than he tore the robe from her and tumbled her backwards into bed. (ADWD, Daenerys VIII)

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Jhiqui slipped Dany’s silk robe from her shoulders and Irri helped her into her bathing pool. (ADWD, Daenerys IX)

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Jhiqui brought a soft towel to pat her dry. “Khaleesi, which tokar will you want today?” asked Irri.  

“The yellow silk.” The queen of the rabbits could not be seen without her floppy ears. The yellow silk was light and cool, and it would be blistering down in the pit. The red sands will burn the soles of those about to die. “And over it, the long red veils.” The veils would keep the wind from blowing sand into her mouth. And the red will hide any blood spatters.

As Jhiqui brushed Dany’s hair and Irri painted the queen’s nails, they chattered happily about the day’s matches. (ADWD, Daenerys IX)

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She lifted her veil and let it flutter away. She took her tokar off as well. The pearls rattled softly against one another as she unwound the silk. 

“Khaleesi?” Irri asked. “What are you doing?” 

“Taking off my floppy ears.”

[…] “Let me go!” Dany twisted from his grasp. The world seemed to slow as she cleared the parapet. When she landed in the pit she lost a sandal. Running, she could feel the sand between her toes, hot and rough.

[…] She scrabbled in the sand, pushing against the pitmaster’s corpse, and her fingers brushed against the handle of his whip. […] Dany hit him. “No,” she screamed, swinging the lash with all the strength that she had in her. The dragon jerked his head back. “No,” she screamed again. “NO!” 

With a hisssssss, he spat black fire down at her. Dany darted underneath the flames, swinging the whip and shouting, “No, no, no. Get DOWN!” His answering roar was full of fear and fury, full of pain. His wings beat once, twice … (ADWD, Daenerys IX)

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And Daenerys … Her hair was aflame. She had the whip in her hand and she was shouting, then she was on the dragon’s back, flying. (ADWD, The Queensguard)

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The sun was hot this morning, the sky blue and cloudless. That was good. Dany’s clothes were hardly more than rags, and offered little in the way of warmth. One of her sandals had slipped off during her wild flight from Meereen and she had left the other up by Drogon’s cave, preferring to go barefoot rather than half-shod. Her tokar and veils she had abandoned in the pit, and her linen undertunic had never been made to withstand the hot days and cold nights of the Dothraki sea. Sweat and grass and dirt had stained it, and Dany had torn a strip off the hem to make a bandage for her shin. I must look a ragged thing, and starved, she thought, but if the days stay warm, I will not freeze. 

[…] As she splashed her face, she saw fresh blood on her thighs. The ragged hem of her undertunic was stained with it. The sight of so much red frightened her. 

[…] The day grew warmer, and the sun beat down upon her head and the burnt remnants of her hair.

[…] As the western sky turned the color of a blood bruise, she heard the sound of approaching horses. Dany rose, wiped her hands on her ragged undertunic, and went to stand beside her dragon. (ADWD, Daenerys X)

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“What if the Seven Kingdoms, for once in their whole shit history, were ruled by…”

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DAENERYS TARGARYEN APPRECIATION WEEK 2023 Day 2 -> Mentions of Dany outside of her POV

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DAENERYS TARGARYEN 5.09, The Dance of Dragons

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doodles of my dany & jon designs around acok

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“A word, and Dany could have her head off … yet then what would she have? A head? If life was worthless, what was death?”- Daenerys IX AGOT

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Eheh I've actually finished this ADWD Daenerys drawing ⛓️‍💥🙌😄😃🙌⛓️‍💥

Daenerys, my beautiful Daughter of Death...

Egyptian inspired fantasy crowns go pretty hard methinks✨

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Jonerys Summer lovin' 2025

Between the sea and the mountains 🔥🌊🏔️

We’re thrilled to bring you a week of steamy, windswept, and sun-drenched Jonerys content for Jonerys Summer Lovin '25— where passion runs as deep as the sea and burns as hot as the mountain sun.

From July 7th to July 11th, we’ll reblog your edits, gif sets, fanart, moodboards, and fanfiction and list them in our AO3 collection. We want it all!

The prompts are below, but we love creativity, so feel free to spice it up with your own interpretations!     

Day 1 (7/7) 🌊 Waves Weren’t the Only Thing Rocking the Boat: unexpected reunions / vacation flings / stormy seas / kisses in saltwater / boat rides / late nights on the pier/ “can you put sunscreen on my back?”

Day 2 (7/8) 🏔️ High Altitude, Higher Tension: cabin getaways / heated arguments → hotter makeups / hiking to hidden places / tension as thick as the heat / "I can't tell if it's the altitude or you"

Day 3 (7/9) 🏕️ Where the Pines Touch the Sky: camping under the stars / tent-sharing / too hot for clothes, not too hot for this / skinny dipping in lakes / rustic inns with creaky beds / “what if someone sees?”

Day 4 (7/10) 🌅 Sunsets & Surrender: golden hour trysts / sunset cruises / dancing barefoot on the dock / touches under beach towels / night time whispers, summer secrets / “I saw a shooting star—make a wish”

Day 5 (7/11) 🧭 Lost & Found Between the Lines: free choice / maps & mystery / soul-searching & soulmates / finding each other at the edge of the world / "we didn't mean to get lost... but we made the most of it"

To join us, post your content to your own Tumblr blog and/or to AO3, mention @snowxstormworld, tag #JonerysSummerLovin2025 and #SnowxStormWorld and we’ll reblog your work!

Rules:

The main pairing must be Jonerys (Jon Snow/Daenerys Targaryen). Also, please no explicit scenes of Jon or Dany with other characters.

Prompt mixing is fine - just let us know which prompt you’re featuring on the day you’re posting.

If life kicks you in the shins, go ahead and post on whatever day you can. As long as you mention and tag us, we’ll find and reblog your stuff!

ALL IN THE FANDOM ARE WELCOME. Our main goal is nurturing fandom content. As long as your work follows the above rules and you keep things positive, you are welcome!

Feel free to reach out with questions, we love hearing from you! Or DM us (@jupiterix @libradoodle1 @jellybeanficwriter)

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add a formerly extinct species to the ‘named after the greatest fictional character of all time’ list

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FIRE AND ICE This love is like fire and ice This love is like rain and blue skies This love is like sun on the rise This love got me rolling the dice

Happy holidays, @bassfanimation!

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DAENERYS TARGARYEN

It is such a long way. I was tired, Jorah. I was weary of war. I wanted to rest, to laugh, to plant trees and see them grow. I am only a young girl.

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i think many asoiaf readers tend to massively underestimate how much of the narrative's worldbuilding was created for and exists for daenerys & jon. of course plenty of other characters are important too and they also have worldbuilding created specifically for them, but it just doesn't match the vastness of backstory material that is primarily alluding to dany and/or jon (and often both at the same time, in the case of house targaryen lore).

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“the only female wolf, khaleesi”

in a scientific breakthrough colossal biosciences said it has brought back an extinct animal that last walked the earth roughly 10,000 years ago: the dire wolf. three dire wolf pups were successfully born using DNA from ancient dire wolf fossils and genes from their closest living relative, the grey wolf. the wolf pups were aptly named - the 2 male wolves were named romulus and remus after the roman myth and the only female wolf, khaleesi.