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#LAMBVOID “Bring us the girl, and wipe away the debt.” But in the end, he is the one who'll have to pay down all of our accounts, won't he? Where does his guilt start ... and mine end? Elizabeth 'dewitt' Comstock REBLOG/LIKES ARE WELCOME ;; Feel Welcome to interact ! Loved since .28/02/23. ♡
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She moved her eyes while listening to her husband-brother commenting on the baby's name as well , feeling his touch next to her, she thought briefly… sometimes things that happened there left her thinking a little, smiling briefly. Why did that hurt? Why did that make her somehow weird… that's what she needed. It was a certain amount of pressure to have multiple children and sometimes not feel the love she needed but somehow that changed a bit when feeling the Aegon's Touch. Did he feel weak? He wanted help but didn't know what to say.
"No I haven't chosen yet…" Thought in her head made them a little deep but her baby's name she wouldn't know how to say… "I wish you were. " She touched his hand as she stood close, like an affectionate touch, wanting not to upset him. Just looking at him a little. " You won't leave me alone… I know that. "
Even if her family was difficult to take care of and even feel that weight on her conscience that she had problems with her husband, her brother, for years even growing up together it was to be expected that the traditions would continue, which left her even sore. .. sick? On the contrary, her mind wanders through those dark corridors and even with little hope. Her husband, he was.. in fact a soul tormented by the crown but even by his own family who he wanted to protect and thus his children.
Letting out a short sigh, touching his arm, sitting beside him… looking at his globet, dids he know how great the pain was? " I say the same, Dear husband. " Protecting his family, it was necessary. It was always necessary, correct.
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" And it never would be. " Her dreams as prophetic and awkward manners made Helaena as comfortable as she cared for her children and insects but sometimes her silky touches of moonlight made her feel somehow okay… could she? Was she a good wife? a good woman for Aegon? Couldn't she tell, on account of every drink and every betrayal? it was weird in a way… touching your own hand and feeling the air over her hand as you flew on your dragon.
"Aerea, have you ever felt afraid of something that could end in a matter of seconds? " She commented while moving her hand down touching her own belly looking at her briefly and thinking how her mother moved her in a certain way or how her husband tried to manipulate sometimes. "Beign afraid it might be a weapon."
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For years the Targaryens were lucky to be on the throne while everything seemed simpler but it was difficult for the young girl to continue in that position. Her dreams stained with valerian blood and thus wings touching her body was something that would happen a lot, even her cold and dark thought left her there to wander with her family and children. With the luck old and new gods , Helaena watched that young woman by the iron throne and seemed to be gripping her own fingers to the fine touch of silk.
She approached while looking at it vaguely, kind of shy in a way and thinking about the spider that she herself will have to take care of. "Beware of those who touch their feet with stains of steel.. men who burn women and lie with themr for own good."
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"Am I?" Her cheeks were a bluish tint as she blushed at her mother's question or answer, which made her happy in a way. She felt a huge affection in her heart as she looked at the crystallized water nearby .. with the touch of her feet below looking at her a little while she thought. “Things are going so well at the moment, Mommy, I feel like I'm going to burst with joy.” She somehow spoke like a teenager her age, happy with emotions of affection and love… in a way, she sounded in love.
Tsireya touched her mother's hand and smiled a little, looking at her affectionately and caressing her. " Mother , have you ever felt something like this? An explosion of good emotions in your soul? As if nothing would stop you for nothing? " She smiled blushingly as she touched her hand.
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The bright sky and sparkling water as well Tsireya's eyes over that bright place… was moving her feet in the water as played and seemed to be holding a small string given to her. It was a gift from someone important… would say to herself, letting out a gentle smile, why complain about something so "cute" handmade until she noticed brief approach, whichwould then place in her lap and look at her attentively.
"Mother." Briefly lowering her own head and then getting up, touching own hands thinking a little, Tsireya's mother, Ronal, seemed to be looking at her in a fixed or curious way, she didn't know how to destigrate. "Mother, did something happen? " touched her mother's hands and thought. It was something serious happened?
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Those sounds of wet pipes and walls moving as splicers were seen from afar was something that made her a little observant. Eleanor felt that presence as someone she knew, but she didn't know why… had she seen him? was he someone like her? A lab experiment her mom would like to try? It was hard to tell because of the memories that floated in her memory until the last time her mother left her as "Eyes of Rapture". Big sister looking at the man, stood in front of him even with the helmet appearing briefly and looking at the sides thinking a little about it. " I don't know you… you don't look like you're from here, but you are."
She wandered through the memories while looking at that man's face, she wouldn't know if she was right or not but the things she looked like were even scary. She moved her head to the side as a sign for him to go to the place where the little sisters hid from her mother, and that she wouldn't see them.
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Through the pipes and closed spaces of rapture, which were as deep as the sea, Eleanor seemed to be with some little sisters who talk about their big daddys but what was going through her head was about her father even trying to mix sad and happy memories . Clutching her little toy, She adjust a little and listen for small murmurs about someone walking around Rapture… A Stranger? Her mother said on the radio that she would take care of the citizens and that she would protect them… but why? Was he dangerous? Where he came from? Why was he there? For a long time, Andrew Ryan was feared as was her mother, Sofia Lamb, who was brought to power. She was determined to get out of there and that's what she always said.
Hidden paths with her sisters, she managed to infiltrate and wear a big sister armor it was strange, but, yes… would use it to hide from her mother's eyes. Dreams and whispers were simply heard from her head but why? She being Sofia lamb's hand to the future, the fallen future. Sneaking in the shadows and using it to get to that man, she watched from afar how he acted. Was he an acquaintance?...
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Feeling that feeling of home and being far away was something, not so common but apparently it was feeling sad for wanting to be in a place that would accept her no matter how.. it would however need to be comfortable for that moment. Tsireya as she sat next to Mrs. Sully, she placed the basket on the other side and touched her hands while her tail flicked briefly to the side looking at her, with a gentle smile in thought.
" Sometimes not feeling part of something is always difficult… I s-say this because there are people like your family, and children supporting you to feel comfortable until you can return to your home. Lo'ak felt that way .. I don't know if I should say it but he felt like someone unknown… when he arrived .. he's happier to have a new mate, to have his family close by, like you, Mrs. T'Sully."
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With times changing around there, the things, the Metkayina were going through with the Sully family was something quite unusual, in fact, them learning their customs and how they acted in themselves was something quite curious for Tsireya! That, she was tasked to help Neytiri and Jake's children. She didn't complain, of course, they were just as kind, and so, she didn't want to treat them incorrectly like her brother, Aonung once did with Lo'ak.
While Tsireya was preparing some baskets near the coral bay, noticed Mrs. Sully, Neytiri sitting nearby and of course , she thought about going to talk a little with her. When swimming close to her, with the basket on her hand, she would present herself in front of her and sit beside . "Kaltxi (Hello), Miss T'Sully, you seem to be thinking… is there something bothering you?" she puts her hand-made basket on her lap and briefly looks at it. " If may I ask... "
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Hello again! I LITERALLY DISAPPEARED FOR A LITTLE WHILE I'M SORRY!! I entered college these days and it seems to be crazy, so I'll put the replies in days!
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PREPARE FOR DOUBLE SHOCK. or no.
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“ you’ve been so quiet. what’s on your mind? ” / from faith to deputy wallace.
Coming from this meme. / answered accepted!
Let them burn in the fire of the damned and the sinning, was what was running through her head, just as John Seed's words were quite echoing as Faith Seed's, the brothers, she herself sought to capture but what could she do? She was there, so close to her goal but so far away at the same time, letting out a certain grunt on her lips, looking at the woman in the same way, as touching her own knees. All that was not her choice on the contrary.
"Nothing, there's nothing on my mind… I'm just a little ...toughful , that's all." Touching her mind and looking at her thinking a little bit about things. What should she do?
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𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒
“ am i not good enough? ”
“ you’ve been so quiet. what’s on your mind? ”
“ why did you help me? ”
“ who do you fight for? ”
“ why do you hate me? ”
“ have you come to laugh at me in my miserable state? ”
“ you’re not dating anyone, are you? ”
“ i’ve got your back, okay? ”
“ where do you think you’re going? ”
“ how long have i been asleep? ”
“ are you going to kill me? ”
“ why can’t i come with you? ”
“ we all have secrets, don’t we? ”
“ did you want to be alone? ”
“ why should i trust you? ”
“ wait. did you hear that? ”
“ promise me? ”
“ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ”
“ do you remember anything at all? ”
“ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ”
“ you wanna know what your problem is? ”
“ may i have this dance? ”
“ can i ask… what happened? ”
“ how many people have you killed? how many? ”
“ do you ever hear yourself? ”
“ would you run away with me? ”
“ could you be happy here with me? ”
“ you can’t or you won’t? ”
“ you slept with them, didn’t you? ”
“ well, how do i look? ”
“ after all you’ve done how can i possibly trust you? ”
“ why can’t you let me in? what are you so afraid of? ”
“ what did they do to you? ”
“ so why’s it so important anyway? ”
“ where have you been? ”
“ why are you looking at me like that? ”
“ why did you come? ”
“ what are you doing out here by yourself? ”
“ is… that my shirt you’re wearing? ”
“ you… don’t like me very much, do you? ”
“ why does it always have to be a fight with you? ”
“ why can’t you look me in the eye? ”
“ can you forgive me? ”
“ what if i never see you again? ”
“ you were going to leave without saying goodbye? ”
“ how about a little midnight snack? ”
“ are you… smelling me? ”
“ how did you get this scar? ”
“ what do you want in exchange for it? ”
“ what did you want to tell me? ”
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As she watched the woman answer, she understood the fact that she had run away to protect her family and missed her home… As Lo'ak once said, it was hard to adapt to a place that was never your home, but with time you took this fact, it doesn't matter how it would be but yes.. it would take time to understand how things worked, Looking at the woman thinking a little how to respond, she soon remembered something that someone said to her.
" Home is where your family is.. an important person told me this, I don't know how you feel , but , know that we are here to help with any problem, as well as your own family… your children and husband. will help… if you have something you need or need, you can tell me. "
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With times changing around there, the things, the Metkayina were going through with the Sully family was something quite unusual, in fact, them learning their customs and how they acted in themselves was something quite curious for Tsireya! That, she was tasked to help Neytiri and Jake's children. She didn't complain, of course, they were just as kind, and so, she didn't want to treat them incorrectly like her brother, Aonung once did with Lo'ak.
While Tsireya was preparing some baskets near the coral bay, noticed Mrs. Sully, Neytiri sitting nearby and of course , she thought about going to talk a little with her. When swimming close to her, with the basket on her hand, she would present herself in front of her and sit beside . "Kaltxi (Hello), Miss T'Sully, you seem to be thinking… is there something bothering you?" she puts her hand-made basket on her lap and briefly looks at it. " If may I ask... "
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Even if her family was difficult to take care of and even feel that weight on her conscience that she had problems with her husband, her brother, for years even growing up together it was to be expected that the traditions would continue, which left her even sore. .. sick? On the contrary, her mind wanders through those dark corridors and even with little hope. Her husband, he was.. in fact a soul tormented by the crown but even by his own family who he wanted to protect and thus his children.
Letting out a short sigh, touching his arm, sitting beside him… looking at his globet, dids he know how great the pain was? " I say the same, Dear husband. " Protecting his family, it was necessary. It was always necessary, correct.
𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐋 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘
@magflora sent ; “ Will you be disappointed if it is not a son? ” ( from Helaena to Aegon II )
"no, i will not be disappointed," aegon answered honestly. though, he could not say the same for their mother or grandsire's feelings should their child not be a son. he could not say that he ever truly wanted children of his own, less so from the sister he had been forced to wed because of tradition. that did not mean he did not love helaena because he did, but it had never been in the most traditional way. aegon knew of no other way to show love to anyone, let alone himself.
his grasp on his goblet tightened as he tilted his head towards her to meet her eyes. he did not deserve her, something he thought about more now than ever before. "all that matters to me is that you are safe and well, that our child is healthy. there is nothing more i care about than that, dear wife." that was all he would ask the gods for as the days grew nearer to the eventual birth of their child, he had little faith in the seven or the gods of old valyria, but he would as them this and fall on his knees as the most pious would if it ensured the safety of helaena and their babe.
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@idanazaldrizes Liked for starter call. ♡ -> for (Helaena)
For years the Targaryens were lucky to be on the throne while everything seemed simpler but it was difficult for the young girl to continue in that position. Her dreams stained with valerian blood and thus wings touching her body was something that would happen a lot, even her cold and dark thought left her there to wander with her family and children. With the luck old and new gods , Helaena watched that young woman by the iron throne and seemed to be gripping her own fingers to the fine touch of silk.
She approached while looking at it vaguely, kind of shy in a way and thinking about the spider that she herself will have to take care of. "Beware of those who touch their feet with stains of steel.. men who burn women and lie with themr for own good."
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Things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, if not always in the way we expect.
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