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@hriobzagelthewanderer

Kairi turned to the voice addressing her, and immediately had to crane her neck up to meet the large beast's face. Holy moly, that was a TALL fella!

"Me? Goodness, n-no-- I just happened to be in the right mood for it when I recieved the invitation." She laughed nervously a little, fidgeting with the straw in her cocktail.

"Wwwhat about you? Do you go to parties like this a lot...?" She asked, glancing at the kegs he'd dropped off. People didn't know where to get those unless you were like, a party regular--right??

[konohadaddies]

"Ouch!" [From Sasuke for Naruto]

Naruto had noticed Sasuke approaching, his chakra a familiar feeling for both him and Kurama these days, but he hadn't expected the sudden smack to his ass. Jumping, he spun about, blue eyes wide. "Hey! What was that for?"

He rubbed at his sore cheeks, pouting at his boyfriend. If they'd been alone, he probably wouldn't have minded too much (a little pain could be enjoyable) but just walking through Konoha? He was the Hokage for goodness sake!

[ryugawateki]

Hugs him tight, smothering him in his tits lovingly~

Unceremoniously he would be yanked, the momentum of which he would not have been able to prevent as he lands face first into the other man's chest.

"はなせ—" his ire would revert him to his mother tongue, "Unhand me this instant. What on earth are you..." palm pressed against a broad chest, the Archer would struggle out of the cowboy's smothering embrace and manages to push himself off.

With an undignified huff, he would arrange himself and his robes. "Why is it that each time that I find myself yearning to be alone, you somehow come barging in to disturb my peace."

@black-watchs-cowboy

[ruqaiyahdayne]

who: @raviofthesun when and where: two days following lady ruqaiyah dayne's arrival to sunspear from starfall, she crosses paths with the oldest surviving son of house martell - also being her betrothed from their early youth. context: these two have known one another for many years, considering there was some time where ravi lived at starfall to train with baashir during the time of him being a second son.

feigning exhaustion and borderline sickness from the journey across the breadth of dorne had worked in the favour of the lady of starfall; even if she had needed to put her ability to dramatise anything and everything into good use, as though the journey was not one that was done regularly both in the past and the present. the daynes had ventured to the great sept of sunspear alongside the other courtiers of those who swore to be unbowed, unbent and unbroken; a moment of respite from the close monitoring she had been dealing with by her mother and brother alike.

and so the moment the door had shut behind her quarters, an entitled amethyst gaze had immediately turned toward the guard that remained in her room…who now remained a watchful eye on this golden sandy beach in the shadow of the fortress of sunspear and the shadow city itself.

the wonders of giving instructions with no falter or stammer, with the sound logical reason of fresh air helping her fight off the impending sickness she felt at the back of her entirely clear throat. truthfully, her stay in sunspear had been tarnished by a certain ghost's reappearance across from her at a circle table - and this trip was an important one, for a multitude of reasons. the daynes would need to cement their position, in more ways than one. one of such ways would end in her and ravi of the sun circling the marital flames a total of seven times.

but things were different; and as much as she wished to simply be able to navigate herself into his sphere to find a way to close the distance that was some months of business and distance, sunspear and the dornish sun were his halls. and he somehow seemed more of a prince here than in any other place. a part of her grew irritated with the fact she could not smoke under the gaze of the starfall guard, though now she knew this place existed, she would no doubt find some way to slip here.

and when a distant figure appeared upon one of the sand dunes, she narrowed her amethyst gaze, using her hand to shield herself from the glare of the sun behind it to try and see who it was that was walking toward her. feet remained in the sparkling intense blue of the ocean, silver anklets submerged, and pastel pink silk swirling at her feet. the sun continued to blind her, and she began to step forward from the sea kissing at her feet, when the dots connected.

"skipping the sept too, your highness?" she asked, her voice trailing over the soft sound of the waves as she walked too. and whilst she could comfortably refer to ravi as her friend, he was her prince too; especially in such a setting, and so she dropped into a graceful curtsy, not deep enough for it to be strange, but enough to signify respect and a comfort in doing such things. they knew the way their worlds worked - and whilst she complained of many things, he was not one of them. "i have been meaning to ask you what time you were born."

"but you are surrounded each time i see you." she had not realised how much the political situation had changed until she had seen it. rav was not a second son anymore, and a small part of her began to wonder. wonder what she had not wondered before. would marrying another, that was not her, make more sense?

[radicheart]

@hartstune asked: Sven is going to hold him hands very gently

In response to this dash game

He's going to hold Sven's hands right back, squeezing a little in a show of affection. "Yello, Sven! Fancy seeing you here!"

[arronlannister]

"One job. You have one job. And it is to ensure that everything goes well. I did not give leave to make such a choice. To rob a boy. WALADAN FUQDAN WALIDATUHUMA. BAKAT 'UMUHA EALAA SADRI.(Two boys lost their mother. Her mother sobbed on my chest.) Her legs gave way and she crumpled to nothing. Have you ever heard a mother scream so loudly? Alalihat nafsuha tabki ealaa hasrat al'um! (The Gods themselves weep at a mother's heartbreak.) Your failure is treason." Arron placed his hands together. "Aetaqalah! Arrest him!"

In the aftermath of informing the Rowan's of Meredyth Rowan's death, distraught by the grief displayed by his deceased wife's mother Arron Lannister has the maester and the handmaids arrested for treason.

gifs from here

[morvar]

"your highness—I apologize that things got a touch out of hand during the trial. I assure you Adam did not mean for that...delicate piece of information to slip past his tongue."

" You apologize for the trail getting out of hand and yet Adam will never learn! he has put this whole extermination mess into jeopardy just because he couldn't keep his mouth shut!. He of all people should of known better and YOU LUITENANT "

The Seraphim would walk towards lute as the eyes on her wings and hair would snap open in reply she was frustrated that such delicate information was brought up during a meeting , what would the winners think!. she already knew what her younger sibling had thought and it caused her gut to twist and turn in unease

" You need to learn how to keep him on a tighter leash I understand he leads the Exorcists but you are there to insure he keeps his mouth SHUT .. Now I am not mad at you"

She would rake a hand through her own hair as she closed her eyes and took a deep breath the eyes on her hair and wings slowly closing back up in reply.

"We must discuss why he thought it would be a good idea to mention the extermination at the trial in front of winners and angels alike.. and we will discuss proper measurements to insure such a stupid display doesn't happen again. "

@kugel-bitch

[corrosivecommander]

@orreasshole sent:

grab, sender grabs receiver's wrist to stop them from leaving.

actions speak louder than words

Léna's phone illuminated the otherwise blackened bedroom, vibrating quietly on the bedside table. Sometimes, it was still disorienting, waking up in a dark, unfamiliar room, with someone's arm draped sleepily over her waist, their steady breath traveling over her shoulder blades and spine. On the other hand, it was easily recognizable as Alastair, comfortably wrapped around her, holding her like she'd slip out of his arms if he wouldn't.

She would never dream of it.

The phone stopped, and it took her a moment to register what was happening. She clicked the screen and it came to life like a floodlight. It was Mars. What the hell?

Carefully, as not to wake Alistair, she stood from the bed and pulled on his discarded shirt from the day before. Mars wouldn't call her unless it was something important. It had been too long and Léna was too far removed from it now. Despite everything, she hoped the others were still okay. There had been no great falling out amongst the commanders. Simply space and time, whoch felt ironic.

Just as she was reaching for her phone, Alistair's hand wrapped around her slender wrist, startling her from her racing thoughts.

"I thought you were asleep."

[redjaybird]

@general-kalani [from here- Ryder]

"Quiet? Right. But you know, the quicker they're down here, the quicker they'll die." Jay's an arrogant little shit. "You're an army guy, right? Why're you nervous about it?"

[dve-mllr]

"I recognize your face from somewhere." - multiverse Dave Miller asking Dave Miller this bc he's funny guy extraordinaire

          〝 Funny! Could say the same about you,〞the sarcasm was dripping from his lips, though his face was pulled into a smirk

[gunsnboots]

Puck is looking for a proper festivity winter tree. It probably will be giant. Oops.

[pharma-sutra]

This irritable little thing is thumping his foot at her, ears high at attention and optics narrowed into angry little slits.

"Who parked their jumpship here, huh? Fuckin' hell."

What is... what is sTANDING NEAR HER? Pharma shifts, irritably, and then transforms in one smooth, slick movement, armor shifting into place, and helm popping up from her chassis. Upon closer inspection, with her actual optics and not her targeting system, this is..

Huh. This is a sort of mechanical lifeform. ..small, though.

"And who are you?"

[bakvrue]

stop making me tagless!!!!!

Prove to me that you can behave then

[ravellaarryns]

who: @yxuna​ where: the wedding feast of queen ravella of house arryn and lord graham of house royce

No longer could she remain a Princess of a Falcon King, able to manipulate their love and their weakness to allow her to live as she pleased - that was the issue with both of her brothers, how soft-minded and easily swayed they were as long as they were in said company. It were funny how the moment it fell on Ravella herself, the moment the Falcon crown of sapphires and white diamond and all the weight that came with it, fell upon Ravella’s responsibiltiy - it was done with the correct decorum and etiquette as one would expect upon the Vale of the Arryn.

That included the likes of taking ladies, ladies that were more than just mere servants - they were supposed to be confidants, companions, the eyes and ears of a court the Queen herself would not obtain access to.

Much had changed with her ascension, and it was something she had silently and swiftly accepted for the sake of ensuring there was little to no opposition to it, nothing that wedding the most respected and feared man in the Vale that would not sort out. 

Her mind remained blank as she listened to the sounds of the lutes dancing over blood stained walls, walls that had only recently played host to those savages that had nearly been the downfall of their house; she were thankful the Lannister whore had returned to her family out of fear, and ended up stuck there once again, like the foolish golden bird she was.

That bastard of hers could remain there, within the Lions’ den, where it was nothing but a bastard with a King whose mother was at his very mercy. That baby would remain there, wouldn’t it?

Wouldn’t it? Would she need to make sure of it? Would that child someday come for her own? She felt her hand stiffen slightly upon the mountain throne she sat upon, feeling the ancient weirwood beneath her fingers as she watched her husband speak with a noble dignitary from the Free City of Braavos, her husband and Domeric Stone. Stone, fucking stone - how disgusting did she find his face now, and she only silently thought he would lose himself within the clouds. So high up above from reality, either it would make or break him.

She did not care, truthfully, for what it did to him.

Leaning quietly to the left, she felt the presence of the Lady she had known for some time, though there was no doubt their association had only become more regular and closer since choosing to bring the Lady Yuna to court at her first official Lady. A raven curl fell from from her updo as she she spoke to the lady, as was often seen these past days; the two women speaking in quiet voices to one another.

“Do you these think men would rather see the Lannister’s bastard on the throne, with Lord Royce as regent?”

[radicheart]

@hartstune (continued)

"Yes, actually—but I'm keeping that a surprise until we get there. I know you'll enjoy it, though."

He offers a hand. "So...do you trust me?"

[the-ancient-magus]

" wait! Aren't you one of those old unicorn spell casters? But- Opaline said they all died off with Twilight! " // Misty to star breeze

There's several moments of silence.

The unicorn studies his fellow, pink eyes careful and suspicious. It's been... Certainly a while since he'd heard Twilight's name. But then again, he was certain he'd never heard of an Opaline, so it's about fair.

Finally, he snuffs a bit and allows his horn to wink out. The book he'd been holding in his magic lowers towards the floor before he catches it in his hoof. She seemed harmless enough. He could indulge this question.

"I'm older than Twilight, actually. But yes. I'm a mage."

He closes the book and slides it into his saddlebag, looking from the mares horn to her face finally. He'd never gotten around to asking why unicorns had developed those markings on their horns, had he? Breeze should ask some time. Pony morphology had gotten very interesting over the centuries.

"Why are you asking? Is there something you need done?" @poniesgalore