silvrqueen

[silvrqueen]

Bring me some relief, some quiet to all this.

#blood of the dragon → aesthetic

[silvrqueen]

( burkhartiism )

“oh my GOD! what even is that?” jackie’s nose scrunched up in disgust as she looked at the mannequin in the store window. “everyone knows bell bottom and flares are in. GROSS.” 

     Following the stranger’s gaze, Daenerys looks up at the mannequin. What she sees is something entirely foreign to her eyes; she can’t even make out the ODD material it’s made from. She knows it’s a pair of pants, but... what kind of pants? And what are bell bottoms and flares? “— Might I ask what these are?” she asks, lips remaining parted as her eyebrows knit together in confusion. Even after Daenerys speaks, her gaze remains concentrated on the clothing.

#( burkhartiism )

[silvrqueen]

#fire and blood → isms

[silvrqueen]

( heisfiremadeflesh )

Drogon hoped he was right, that his brothers would forgive her for what she did. It was wrong, but she was only doing what she thought was right, to protect them. But he had no doubt that they loved her just like he did. “I don’t think it will. The memories, the thoughts, they haunt me and I think they always will. Yes, things are different now, very different.” He trusted her and he believed her when she said things were different now, but it was the guilt that he was feeling, that was what was killing him. Drogon held her for a few moments, allowing the silence between them to settle. This was nice, just be with her and have her in his arms like this, it felt right. Her presence was the only thing that could calm him down. “I don’t know … but there has to be something. We might be here for a while … until we can figure out a way to go back.“

     They always will, she thinks to herself. A truth which is all too familiar to Daenerys, and for various reasons. Memories and thoughts have a way of imprinting themselves into the heart, especially if they would rather be forgotten. “You must trust in me, Drogon. No matter the regrets which burden your heart, you will always be strong. You possess a strength like no other; it is a gift.” Her eyebrows are raised as she speaks, and her lips move ever so slightly with her words, giving her tone a very stern nature. Not meant to be forceful, but simply serious. She wishes to express her feelings as confidently as possible, and she knows that speaking in such a way makes it more likely for her words to reach out to her son. “There is no throne here; there are no kings or kingdoms. We cannot continue our conquest here. This land is not ours to take, if this is what you meant to suggest.” And other than that, Daenerys has no clue as to what he would wish to accomplish in this world.

#( heisfiremadeflesh )

[silvrqueen]

( samthehunter )

“There’s tons of cities that separate Seattle from Kansas. We have a president that rules over those cities, so kingdoms aren’t really a thing here.” Sam’s turn to be dumbfounded quickly arises. As a man who devotes a large portion of his time to studying history, he’s intrigued by her use of the word kingdom. It’s not a word he hears often in the Untied States.  The surprise wears off however, as she speaks about finding a place to rest her head. As a situation he’s experienced plenty of times on his own, he’s more than accustomed to it. “It’s not a bother at all. I was just heading over to the apartment complex. I can walk you to it.” 

For a brief moment, Sam falls silent. He isn’t used to appreciation. After completing a hunt, most citizens are too shocked to utter a simple thank you. Let alone use genuine appreciation. A small smile spreads across his face. “Don’t mention it.”

     “I take it this place is rather large, then.” She hadn’t known the entire extent of the known world from which she came, so formulating a comparison between this world and her own is rather impossible for Daenerys. She wouldn’t know what would be considered a large world or a small one. “I'm unfamiliar with the term,” she responds. “But a president must be similar to a king.” Oh, how she loves the feeling of being confused. “Will an apartment be room enough to fit both my son and myself?”

Daenerys has always believed in repayment for good deeds, especially if they are performed solely out of kindness, and not for any personal gain. “I would still believe to be in Westeros, if not for your guidance. How shall I repay you?”

#( samthehunter )

[silvrqueen]

// i’ve had an insanely stressful week & it’s done a lot to my muse, but i’m going to tackle the replies i owe & if i don’t get to them before friday, consider the thread dropped bc i either lost the post or don’t have muse for it.

#serenity please stop talking → ooc #[ i've tried to reply to things on three different occasions #but i just couldn't think. or write. ]

[silvrqueen]

( toweriisms )

❝We’re here together, we arrived alone but we are no longer actually alone here. ❞ Bran was extremely grateful when the tall woman crouched down, and he was sure to give a kind smile as a thank you for her actions. She may be a woman in a family that was seen in such a harsh light, but she had done nothing to affect his view. Daenerys seemed like a kind woman to him, and he didn’t understand why she was seen so poorly. ❝ My father told my eldest brother stories of your family, and he told me and my youngest brother those stories when we were old enough to understand them.. The actions of our families are not our own, we cannot be blamed for what they have done - I don’t blame you for any of it, so I like you just fine. ❞ He reassured, his smile never leaving his lips. It was true after all, she hadn’t given a reason for him to dislike her. ❝ I appreciate your kind words, about my father and about my home, it is very kind of you. ❞

     The boy’s comment brings the smallest of smiles to the silver queen’s lips. “That is true; we are no longer alone now.” Bran is nothing like what Daenerys had expected from a Stark. She would have assumed their obsession with honor would get in the way during a time like this ( making it difficult to make amends ); a time where bloody feuds are irrelevant, a time where those from the same world are best off sticking together. Perhaps this expectation was only formulated because her brother only told her the BAD stories about the Starks, and he had only shared with her their BAD qualities. “It goes without saying that the Starks and Targaryens have a craving for each other’s blood. But when I look at you, I do not see the image of a Stark I once believed to be true. You are a kind boy; I have taken quite a liking to you as well. I see no reason to continue the hatred, I cannot bring myself to dislike a boy who is not at all responsible for his family’s actions.” Trust is another thing. Daenerys will not trust him until he has earned it. But she does respect him, and perhaps considers him a friend. “Do you know anything of this world? I have failed to discover the reason why we are here. All I have found are people just as confused as myself.”

#( toweriisms )

[silvrqueen]

                                                    “I HAVE NEVER BEEN NOTHING.                                                  I AM THE BLOOD OF THE DRAGON.”

                   ⌠ daenerys stormborn of house targaryen │ moodboard 3 / 3 ⌡

#altverse:task #altvtask001 #[ FIXED MY LAPTOP #so here i'm gonna post my fav of my 3 moodboards to celebrate ]

[silvrqueen]

( laufcysn )

❆⊰   ❛ was it not your intention to frighten me? then, PERHAPS, i should consider myself  L U C K Y.  or  rather …. BOTH  of  us. but to answer your question: i am the god of mischief. lies. fire. among other things that undoubtedly can classify me as a more superior being than a regular human.❜ arrogance was a way one could very well describe loki when standing upon his presence for the first time. of course, the god hasn’t always been like that — he blamed all his bad deeds, his twisted mind, the MONSTER inside him on odin ( even though the all-father found himself in the deep slumber of death, thanks to loki ).  ❛ níðhöggr can surely destroy every single dragon in the nine realms.❜  there was a fleeting touch of fake innocence ghosting across his features, for loki found it ENTERTAINING to annoy the woman. even if he didn’t believe a single word he said ( he was the god of lies after all ), he would NOT admit it. 

     “Why would I wish to frighten you?” She knows that the answer her question is o b v i o u s ( to assert DOMINANCE ), and that’s exactly why she asks it. “Quite lucky, you are. As am I, considering I have been blessed with such luck that I stand face to face with a god. But he isn’t m u c h of a god, is he?” What is a god of mischief and lies even good for, after all? To her, n o t h i n g, especially since they are in a world where gods have no power as they walk alongside humans. “God of mischief, LIES, and fire — shall I fear for my life? B e g at your f e e t for you to s p a r e me? I find it difficult to do so.” He doesn’t intimidate her in the slightest, and she will stop at nothing to make that known. “You have not seen my dragons; how can you be so sure that they are weak enough to be destroyed by a single opponent?” It takes a lot to annoy Daenerys to the point of cracking. She doesn’t submit to much of anything, especially such a PITIFUL attempt as this one to lower her confidence.

#( laufcysn ) #[ OKAY GOOD #i was jw because i wasn't sure if it was considered godmodding or not #i mean lbr #why would loki ever wear human clothes anyway #he's too good for that smh. ]

[silvrqueen]

( heisfiremadeflesh )

Drogon nodded. “That is something you’ll have to talk to them about once we found them. I can’t speak for them, but know that even if they may be angry, they still love you.” Listening to her words made him feel slightly better about himself. He still felt guilty but knowing that his mother believed his actions as a dragon were part of the past and that he was now a human with emotions made him feel less like a monster. “ I will try to overcome my guilt but it is something hard to do. I know I’m human now and in a way, I can start over but I can’t erase the memories, the things I’ve done.” A small smile appeared on his face as he looked down at her. “You will always have us, no matter what. Your promise means a lot to me as well, mother. And I will always remember it.” Drogon moved closer to her and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her. “We will. But we need to start thinking about what we are going to do in this world. In case we spend more time than we want here.”

     “I know,” she says, lips pulling into a thin line after her words are spoken. “I can do nothing but take your word, so that is what I will do.” With this, the queen’s heart is relieved of some of the guilt which resulted from chaining her dragons up. It still lingers, but she has faith in Drogon’s statement. If he says they love her, then they must love her. “I understand that it is hard, Drogon. I wouldn’t expect it to be anything short of that. Perhaps the guilt may never leave, but you must realize that everything is different now.” Her tone is firm; it radiates confidence and Daenerys hopes that this will influence her son to leave the past behind. As soon as he pulls her into his arms, she closes her eyes and settles into the hug. Her arms find themselves wrapping around his torso, but she pulls herself no closer than she already is. Once she is ready to respond to Drogon’s words, Daenerys pulls away, looking up into his eyes as her hands make their way to grip his upper arms. “What do you mean? What is there for us to do here?”

#( heisfiremadeflesh )

[silvrqueen]

( dragonologiist )

‘ okay, well, i’m not lying either, miss, ‘ lysander sighed. with how the woman carried herself he honestly felt like if he said something she didn’t agree with then she’d breathe fire in his face. she did say that she had the blood of the dragon. what did that even mean? ‘ where i am from people study all types of magical creatures. sirens, kelpie, thunderbirds, giants, werewolves. or they can study other things such as potions, spell making… ‘ lysander rambled. maybe he shouldn’t be telling this to a complete stranger, especially with how strict the american community can be with muggle and wizard relations. but if this woman was a muggle she wouldn’t know about dragons. ‘ oh, ‘ he paused. ‘ that sounds terrible. where i am from similar things have happened to every magical creature except that they never go extinct, ‘ he explains. ‘ drogon sounds like a handful,’ lysander almost laughs. ‘ i would love to meet your dragons if you can ever find them, ‘ he nods. ‘ and you can meet the rest of mine. they’ll be quite temperamental since they aren’t where they wanted to be, ‘ he sighs. what was he going to do with multiple dragons in a city as big as this one? they were supposd to be FREE. like when they were in egypt. he was going to have to keep them in that suitcase of his, which they’ll loathe. 

     “I would never assume as such. As you said, you are a dragonologist.” As she speaks, her attention remains directed on the little dragon. “We have none of those but wolves and rumors of giants. Magic has all but disappeared, along with the death of dragons.” She is able to recite this information thanks to her brother. He taught her everything she knows, and for that she is forever grateful. “Terrible, yes,” she agrees. “Dragons are not meant for cages. You have a lot of mythical creatures in your world, I gather. It would be most fascinating to see them.” As a child, Daenerys loved nothing more than to hear stories about mythical creatures. She finds them much more interesting than humans. “Handful does not even begin to describe Drogon,” she admits with a gentle smile. “Please, show me the rest of your dragons. Where do you keep them in this world, and how can you guarantee their safety?” She turns to look him in the eyes, eyebrows knit together in wonder. “Where do they want to go?”

#( dragonologiist ) #[ KDNSFJKSGHD this took me so long i'm sorry #my drafts are an abyss. i have 30+ things in here and I DONT KNOW WHY. ]

[silvrqueen]

( heisfiremadeflesh )

“You did what you had to do to protect them. And they might be angry now but I think deep down, they know that. They’ll get over it, you’re their mother and they love you.” He assured her with a nod, before giving her hand a small squeeze. Looking down at the ground, he felt ashamed of the actions he had done as a dragon. The truth was that at a dragon, he had no emotions of regret or compassion. The only emotion he felt as a dragon was the bond he had with Daenerys and his brothers. “I know mother, I know. I just feel bad now, can’t stop thinking about the innocent people I hurt. I don’t regret killing those who were trying to hurt you, I would kill them all over again without a second thought. I will do whatever it takes to help you get that throne back, I will kill again for you.” He nodded, agreeing with her. “For a time I was still trying to figure myself out. I wanted to be a free, to see as much of the land as I could. But when we came back to Meeren together, I knew that was where I belonged to, by your side. And I’m not leaving, ever again. This is a promise.” Frowning, he sighed. “He will be fine, I’m certain of it. If he’s here and if he’s sick still, maybe there’s a way to cure his disease in this world. We will find him, all of them, I have no doubt.”

     Daenerys draws in a long, deep breath before speaking. Her eyes close for but a second, and reopen as the words escape her lips. “You know that, but as long as I cannot guarantee that it is the same for them, then this terrible guilt in my heart will prosper.” The squeezing of her hand is reassuring, as it reminds her that she is not alone. Oh, how she loves that reminder. “You are human now, my son. You are no longer a dragon; you are a man with thoughts and emotions. If you would not hurt those people now, then the fact that you once did must be deemed a happening of your past self, and any guilt shall be left behind.” His following promise is one she holds strongly in her heart, placing it above all others. It is the most valuable of all promises; that he is her son, and he will forever remain by her side. “So long as I have you and your brothers, I have more than I was ever able to ask for as a child, and even now. Your promise means the world to me. I shall cherish it for as long as I live. And I, too, promise to never leave your side.” She has never had anything like this, and it is so incredible to her ( and slightly unbelievable ) that she is able to feel such love for something, and know that this love will never fade. “I hope to find him alive and well, as well as our other companions.”

#( heisfiremadeflesh )

[silvrqueen]

( laufcysn )

❆⊰   ❛ queen? ❜ no PANIC, apparently no SHOCK either —– facades could obviously trick a god JUST as much & where he seemed to have caught a commoner, a savage, into vision; she was barely  L E S S  of a noble than loki was himself. if he believed her. but why NOT? for now?  ❛  i am loki of asgard, a king & a GOD. intimidations coming from a midgardian —  a human, merely frightens me. But is that so, Mother of Dragons? ❜  a pause, lips PRESSED together into a thin line where his   a m u s e m e n t  yet remained visible across ( piercing ), blue eyes. ❛ I would not be so certain of that. Níðhöggr surely would not agree with you.❜

     “No less.” She takes utmost pride in that title ( this goes for ALL of them, actually ), seeing as she has done everything in her power to earn it. And yet, this silly excuse of a man treads on it as if it’s HIS RIGHT to invalidate it. His claimant to being a ‘god’ brings a scoff-like chuckle from her lips, though it is short-lived and barely audible. “God? Of what, shall I ask? You appear to be nothing more than a regular human, save your attire. And I wish not to frighten nor intimidate you, Loki of Asgard. I was merely introducing myself and what I am capable of.” And she isn’t done yet. “But what is one dragon compared to my three? They are ferocious beasts, and only release their fire at my beck and call.”

#( laufcysn ) #[ tbH THEY BOTH OWN ME. #this is the roasting session i never knew i needed. #but i've somehow always wanted it. #this is s o g o o d. ] #[ also i hope it's okay to assume he's not wearing human clothes?? #lmk if i'm wrong & i'll erase that part. ]

[silvrqueen]

                   𝒹𝒶𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓈 𝓉𝒶𝓇𝑔𝒶𝓇𝓎𝑒𝓃 — 𝓶𝓸𝓸𝓭𝓫𝓸𝓪𝓻𝓭 ﹙𝓃𝓊𝓂. 𝟤 / 𝟥﹚

                                 “ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴅᴏ ᴀs ϙᴜᴇᴇɴs ᴅᴏ. ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʀᴜʟᴇ.”

#altverse:task #[ i'm semi-proud of this one i guess lmao #the third one is my fave #i'll post it in a few days :D ] #altvtask001 #[ ← js thats my personal tag for these ]

[silvrqueen]

( watcrboy )

@silvrqueen

“How do you greet a god? I mean I should know since I always seem to be meeting them, but I always seem to mess up the greeting which shouldn’t be all that surprising.“ Percy questioned, his hands moving to express his point while a frown settled on his face.

     A single eyebrow raised, Daenerys looks at the man without a SINGLE CLUE as to how she should answer his inquiry. Greet a god? How does one even speak to a god? As far as she knows, they are merely something people believe in for comfort. “Perhaps the same way you would greet anyone else. I’m not sure; I have never met one. Do gods walk the Earth in this world?”

#( watcrboy )

[silvrqueen]

( laufcysn )

❆⊰  annoyance was written all over his features at the sudden & unpleasant interruption. long and slender fingers closed the book he held in hands, the said annoyance QUICKLY being replaced by an amused smirk as he echoed her words in his mind.  ❛ why should i do that? i can easily have ANYTHING that i desire without something as insignificant as a midgardian’s help.❜ anything but one thing, he b i t t e r l y reminded himself. ❛ furthermore, i do know some dragons but i am sure that they do not belong to you. ❜

     She can see the annoyance on his face, and after hearing what he has to say, she doesn’t really care whether he’s annoyed or not. Perhaps he deserves it, considering the amount of ATTITUDE he’s giving her for seemingly no reason. That godawful smirk heats her blood to a boil, but her tone of voice remains calm yet stern. “That is no way to answer to a QUEEN. Do you wish to be burnt to a crisp so badly that you would refer to me as ‘insignificant’? Show me what greater things you have accomplished than I; then and ONLY then may you hold a REASON to talk down to me ( that does not, by ANY MEANS e q u a l the RIGHT to talk down to her. She would fire back even if he were the noblest of kings ). I am unaware as to what a midgardian is, but if the classification is correct, then I take no offense.” Men, she thinks to herself with a roll of her eyes. Are ALL MEN this cocky? She swears, even the ones dearest to her heart have vain ways of thinking. “I am the Mother of Dragons, surely any existing dragons that you are aware of would sooner flock to me than to you.” 

#( laufcysn ) #[ c r y i n g because of loki ]

[silvrqueen]

( hesfiremadeflesh )

Drogon ran his free hand through his hair as Dany spoke to him about his brothers. He didn’t know yet how they would react when they saw her again, he knew they were angry but he was hopeful that they would forgive her. What she did was wrong but deep down they knew she was only trying to protect them. “You only did what you thought was right, you were protecting your children and no one can blame you for that. I shouldn’t have been such a ferocious beast, should’ve been more careful. I killed people … “ He whispered the last part before looking down at the ground. Emotions, that was something he wasn’t used to and had no idea how to deal with. He felt guilt, regret, he felt like a monster when he thought about all that he had done. And he shouldn’t because he was a dragon. “I would have always returned to you, where else would I go? My home is with you, by my side.” He looked her in the eyes and nodded. “If I have to, I will. As long as you remain safe, it’s okay.” He would protect her, from everyone and everything even if it meant he would die. He would give his life for her without thinking twice about it. “He will be fine, I’m certain. If there’s anyone that can find a cure and a way back to you, that person is Ser Jorah.” 

     “But I will never forget their cries as I left them. They were angry and upset —... at me. I can only imagine how they must feel now.” Daenerys can sense his emotions simply by looking at him. Even if his words were not lowered a whisper, even if he didn’t lower his head in shame, she would know. She feels it in her heart, too. “You didn’t know, Drogon. You did what dragons do, and dragons do not think twice of their actions because they are dragons.” While she understands his feelings of guilt, she hopes that he is able to likewise understand her words. Daenerys is not ( and never was ) by any means supportive of his actions if they were unjust; certain concerns brought before her as queen of Meeren were horribly painful to the heart, but she understood Drogon’s needs ( and lack of compassion-based understanding ) when he was a dragon. “I made up for their losses,” she reassures him. “And there were times when you killed for my well-being. There is no guilt to be felt towards the loss of evil men. To make it to the Iron Throne, we may have to do it again, if it is just.” And to her, that is the ONLY time when murder is acceptable. “I realize that now; I know that you are aware of where you belong. But for a time, I was not.” Her hand remains tightened around his. “I hope that Ser Jorah is alive and well. We could use his guidance right now; he must know something of this world.”

#( hesfiremadeflesh )