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‘MEDICI: MASTERS OF FLORENCE’ SENTENCE STARTERS MASTER MEME!!

please feel free to change pronouns, locations, titles etc at your pleasure! they will be in italics for ease.

episode one: original sin:  ❝ I can change the world for us. ❞ ❝ We can’t grieve this man, we should celebrate! ❞ ❝ Power breeds enemies. ❞ ❝ I fear you are even more your father than he was. ❞ ❝ Stop making a spectacle of yourself with those tears. ❞ ❝ It is sometimes necessary to do some bad in order to achieve a much greater good. ❞ ❝ Well, we wont let him divide us, will we? ❞ ❝ The city walls have fallen. ❞ ❝ Is it true there will be war? ❞ ❝ They have no clothes… ❞ ❝ I hope you didn’t mind me staring. ❞ ❝ There is more to life than money, you know. ❞ ❝ You don’t have a choice. Neither of us do. ❞ ❝ For 100 Florins my lips are sealed forever. ❞ ❝ Will you betray us? ❞ ❝ I don’t want you to leave, ever again. Do you understand? ❞ ❝ I am in love with you! ❞ ❝ Go, or I will have you thrown out. Guards! ❞ ❝ Gentlemen don’t hold pens, we wield swords! ❞

episode two: the dome and the domicile: ❝ There are men at the door! ❞ ❝ This is not a bank, if you want gold go there. ❞ ❝ I am not accustomed to being made to wait. ❞ ❝ Romantic, isn’t it? ❞ ❝ Darling, are you unwell? ❞ ❝ Will everyone please stop fussing over me? ❞ ❝ You are as pale as a ghost. ❞ ❝ Is he handsome? ❞ ❝ Your tongue is too sharp! ❞ ❝ I do not appreciate being mated like cattle. ❞ ❝ I did not choose this union either. ❞ ❝ You will be loyal to me and only to me, do you understand?❞ ❝ A viper cornered may strike anyone. ❞ ❝ I can’t get her out of my mind. ❞ ❝ I was not invited, but I came anyway. ❞ ❝ I’m a genius ahead of my time. ❞ ❝ I wish I shared your optimism. ❞ ❝ This folly will only hasten their demise. ❞ ❝ A foolish man lives for himself, a wise man lives with a purpose. ❞ ❝ I will take away the life that God gave you. ❞ ❝ She’s with child, I am to be a father. ❞ ❝ It’s the black death. ❞

episode three: pestilence: ❝ Since when did the rich become such cowards? ❞ ❝ What are you doing here? You need to leave the city. ❞ ❝ My father gave me this, it will protect you. ❞ ❝ We are all sinners. ❞ ❝ You are not the only one she has hurt. ❞ ❝ Do you love her? ❞ ❝ Legacies make great families, not men. ❞ ❝ How did you escape the city? ❞ ❝ Thank god you’re alive! ❞ ❝ What are you doing? Your place is here with your family! ❞ ❝ We cannot run from it, not from a thing like this. ❞ ❝ You must be exhausted, come and eat. ❞ ❝ I am pleased with you and I am proud of you. ❞ ❝ Don’t wait around here for me to die. ❞ ❝ If God should save anyone it should be the sick and poor. And me. ❞ ❝ Make yourself indispensable and no one will find cause to exclude you. ❞   ❝ There are more ways for a woman to be indispensable than in just bearing children. ❞ ❝ It is so good to see you. ❞ ❝ He is not you. ❞ ❝ I value you and you know that. ❞     ❝ Unhand me! You have no right! ❞   

episode four: judgement day:  ❝ I am innocent. ❞ ❝ I see the money has arrived. ❞ ❝ Punch him! Kick him in the balls! ❞ ❝ I will light a candle for your soul at mass. ❞ ❝ I’m sure you did not mean to start this family meeting without us. ❞ ❝ An innocent man fears nothing. ❞ ❝ You look so well, what a beautiful dress! ❞ ❝ I’m a wealthy man! ❞ ❝ Noble power is ordained by god himself, we exist to rule. ❞ ❝ Stand up and show you’re a man. ❞ ❝ Does our Lord truly forgive all sins? ❞ ❝ You used me! ❞ ❝ What about honour? My honour? ❞ ❝ Forgive me, father, for I have sinned. ❞ ❝ You were paid to poison my wine! ❞ ❝ We didn’t mean to deceive you. ❞ ❝ We invade at midnight! ❞ ❝ We have to get you out of here, the family cannot survive without you. ❞ ❝ I do not fear death. ❞ ❝ There is no “us” if you are gone. ❞ ❝ Everything can be sacrificed. ❞ ❝ You are not the man he is and you know that. ❞ ❝ You think noble blood entitles you to rule the world, not anymore. ❞ ❝ What have you done? ❞ ❝ How could you put your own needs before the needs of my family? ❞ ❝ If we leave it broken like this between us we will grow into the break. ❞

episode five: temptation: ❝ They have banished me. ❞ ❝ You should leave the city, it is not safe here. ❞     ❝ There’s a ball tomorrow night, you must come. ❞ ❝ No one will speak to me! Surely you understand my position.❞ ❝ We cannot buy our way to freedom. ❞ ❝ I hate to think of you alone here. ❞ ❝ He misses out on your beauty. ❞ ❝ While we dine in luxury the common man is suffering. ❞ ❝ I almost won you over though, didn’t I? ❞ ❝ I’m married. Get dressed and leave. ❞ ❝ What will they do if I return you to the palace?Will they beat you? ❞ ❝ It’s a trick. Magic. ❞ ❝ What would you do if you were in my position ❞ ❝ Perhaps I hate what has become of you but I could never hate you. ❞ ❝ I realized I never stopped loving you. ❞ ❝ I’ve never known a man to resist your charms. ❞ ❝ It would be a shame to have to ruin your beauty. ❞ ❝ I thought I’d die, I lost a shoe! ❞ ❝ I am your humble servant. ❞ ❝ I hope you have prayed for your sins, ❞ ❝ I was a gift! He is my master now. ❞ ❝ How did you know that I wouldn’t betray you? ❞ ❝ You can be anything you want, you can lose yourself to pleasure. ❞ ❝ Come with me, I know I can make you happy. ❞ ❝ There are greater causes than our happiness. ❞ 

episode six: ascendancy: ❝ There were hundreds of them all chanting our names! ❞ ❝ You lied to me. ❞ ❝ How is it that my whole family has returned yet I feel more alone than ever? ❞ ❝ You must find a wife of noble blood soon. ❞ ❝ Surprises seem to be your forte at the moment. ❞ ❝ Do you intend to hold your piece forever? ❞ ❝ You thought you were a martyr but you were nothing but a child with a paper sword. ❞ ❝ Had I the choice again perhaps I would let you die. ❞ ❝ The leash you think is in your hand is around your neck. ❞ ❝ Remember to whom you speak! ❞ ❝ Our home will still be here when I am gone. ❞ ❝ Have you come to make fun of me? ❞ ❝ You and me, we are the same. I just want you to know you are not alone. ❞ ❝ You have a friend here. ❞ ❝ Why are you shutting me out? ❞ ❝ Was it such an unforgivable treason to have saved your life?❞ ❝ You’re in no position to judge me. ❞ ❝ Yes, I flirted with him. He even asked me to go away but I didn’t. ❞     ❝ That was your duty as my wife! ❞ ❝ What of your duty as my husband? ❞ ❝ Who are we to take this man’s life? ❞   ❝ If you are wise, you will not return. ❞ ❝ This way! Follow me! ❞

episode seven: purgatory: ❝ So cruelly torn from this world by the swords of sinners. ❞ ❝ There are always threats. Enemies. I choose to eat with my back to the wall. ❞ ❝ Well, you do it… How hard can it be? ❞ ❝ You must not torture yourself.❞ ❝ What if the truth only brought you pain? ❞ ❝ What exactly is it that you accuse me of? ❞ ❝ All men are capable of murder! ❞ ❝ Perhaps I should run away, nobody would even notice if I was gone. ❞ ❝ So what’s keeping you awake? ❞ ❝ You shouldn’t talk that way about yourself, you’re so much more than that. ❞ ❝ It was just a dream. It’s alright, I’m here. ❞ ❝ I will stay with you in case your nightmares return. ❞ ❝ I��ll sleep better alone. ❞ ❝ A woman of your intelligence should not delude herself. ❞ ❝ There is no mercy in his heart, it is made of stone. ❞ ❝ The only comfort I have is that you now know what sort of monster you are married to. ❞ ❝ I implore you not to listen to their lies. ❞ ❝ He has locked me out of his heart. ❞ ❝ Before you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves. ❞ ❝ We must ensure that we have his undivided loyalty. ❞ ❝ I cannot let you go! ❞ ❝ There is no sum of money in the world large enough to make me raise a hand against this family. ❞ 

episode eight: epiphany: ❝ You think she is with child? ❞ ❝ I don’t think that I can ever forgive you for that. ❞ ❝ For some women, falling pregnant, it’s all too easy. ❞ ❝ You know what must be done, you always do. ❞ ❝ Do you know who the father of your child is? ❞ ❝ If you ever speak to me like that again you will be on your way to the slave market in Genoa. ❞ ❝ You always get what you want in the end. ❞ ❝ I was going to leave you. ❞ ❝ I just found him lying dead in the cells. He’s been stabbed. ❞ ❝ Many will die, blood will run through the streets and your position will be secured. ❞ ❝ Everything I have ever done has been for Florence, for you, for the greater glory of god. ❞ ❝ I would be glad to offer you my services. ❞ ❝ I am more my father than he ever was, that is why God is punishing me. ❞ ❝ Perhaps this child is an opportunity for both of us.❞ ❝ I have sins of my own. But as long as we can breathe, there is a chance that we can atone for them. ❞ ❝ I will help you. ❞ ❝ This matter is better left alone. ❞ ❝ I will marry her! ❞ ❝ A stallion may mount a donkey and get a mule, I like mules! ❞ ❝ You have not become your father, you are a better man than he ever was. ❞ ❝ You’re with child? Are you sure? ❞ ❝ It will be a boy, we’re sure of it. ❞

#:))))))) #even if we haven’t plotted feel free to assume connections 🤙🤙

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@joannamartell​   ━━   𝒋𝒐𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂   &   𝒏𝒚𝒎𝒐𝒓

nymor  idly  scans  the  crowd  ,  eyes  flittering  from  one  stranger  to  another  and  worry  gnaws  at  his  heart  for  the  possibility  of  some  strangers  turning  into  enemies  .  but  all  that  dissolves  as  his  gaze  finds  his  wife’s  .  and  everything’s  quiet  ,  everyone’s  still  ,  it’s  all  one  amorphous  blur  of  colour  and  she’s  the  only  one  in  focus  .  so  he  heads  straight  to  her  ,  as  though  gravity  willed  it  herself  .  “ my  love  ,  my  wife  ...  ”  nymor  is  awestruck  ,  dumbfounded  and  the  words  tumble  out  of  his  lips  in  a  whisper  .  that  was  the  constant  effect  of  joanna  martell  ,  she  took  his  breath  right  out  of  his  lungs  and  nymor  doesn’t  mind  ,  he’d  do  it  himself  if  she  asked  ,  he’d  take  out  his  own  heart  if  she  even  hinted  at  it  . he  reaches  out  to  her  absentmindedly  ,  the  natural  phenomenon  an  aching  lover  drawn  to  his  healer  ,  of  a  wayward  soul  finally  coming  home  .  “  you  look  so  beautiful  tonight  .  ”  he  says  ,  a  smile  slowly  appearing  on  his  lips  . “  like  every  night  .  ”

#YOO BRO WHO GOT U SMILING LIKE THAT?? #. ﹙ 𝒏𝒚𝒎𝒐𝒓 ﹚ : joanna martell

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@oflorezas​  ━━   𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒛𝒂   &   𝒏𝒚𝒎𝒐𝒓​

“  how  much  longer  loreza  ,  ”  he  asks  under  his  breath  ,  chalice  covering  his  muttered  words  ,  sepia  eyes  scanning  for  any  of  the  south’s  little  birds  .  he  knows  that  there  are  suspicious  people  out  there  who  believe  that  the  house  crest  embedded  on  their  clothes  was  the  brand  ,  a  warning  for  a  very  possible  turn  of  a  traitor  --  and  they’d  be  right  to  think  so  .  but  there  would  be  no  usurping  done  tonight  ,  no  crimes  of  crown  robbing  ,  this  was  a  child’s  nameday  celebration  after  all  .  “  haven’t  we  expressed  enough  amicability  ?  let’s  go  home  .  i’m  tired  .  these  celebrations  are  so  tedious  and  so  painfully  dull  .  ”  he  whispers  ,  despite  the  rambunctious  crowd  of  the  dining  hall  ,  one  could  never  be  too  safe  .  

#. ﹙ 𝒏𝒚𝒎𝒐𝒓 ﹚ : loreza martell

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innervisicns​:

as he makes his way through the great hall, he’s finally managed to find a moment to himself off to the side of the room. it’s part of his duty to greet all the arrivals at highgarden, ensure they’d had a good journey, and make sure he was the one who intercepted grievances before they reached the king. this was supposed to be a celebration, and an act that would further unite the realms, bring them joy and a vision of the future. everything had to go smoothly if they were going to achieve that goal. his moment of reprieve is rather short lived when he accidentally locks eyes with someone nearby, offering his version of an approachable expression. “i trust the food and wine is satisfactory?”

“  very  much  so  !  ”  the  stark  boy  grins  a  smile  full  of  teeth  and  eyes  full  of  vitality  to  complement  it  .  “  not  quite  sure  what  i  expected  of  southern  food  …  ”  his  face  darkens  just  the  slightest  as  he  attempts  to  reach  back  into  the  depths  of  his  memory  for  any  such  thing  but  it  quickly  dissipated  and  is  replaced  instead  with  the  joviality  of  youth  and  vigour  from  a  boy’s  first  real  adventure  .  “  but  i  am  truly  loving  it  all  .  wine  has  never  tasted  so  sweet  and  food  has  never  tasted  so  …  warm  !  even  this  piece  of  bread  right  there  ,  it’s  so  …  fluffy  !  ”  rodrick  exclaims  ,  almost  shoving  the  roll  of  bread  right  up  to  the  eyes  of  the  other  .  “  tell  me  ,  good  ser  ,  what  is  the  south’s  secret  ingredient  ?  ”

#*sigh* im sorry 4 him #cw food #. ﹙ 𝒓𝒐𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌 ﹚ : prose .

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━━  𝒆𝒐𝒘𝒚𝒏 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉 ​.

       ◟       open  to  :  all  .                                                                                                                       ◟       setting  :  highgarden  entrance  hall  .

        𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞  𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞  𝐭𝐨𝐨  𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲  𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞  too  count  .  the  commander  of  the  kingsguard  nearly  lost  sight  of  what  was happening  around  her,  yet  she  tried  her  best  to  keep herself  focused  and  eyes  sharp.  especially  during  a  celebration  like this,  she  had  to  be  on  her  best.  if  something  would  happen here,  no  one  would  forgive  her.  especially  she  wouldn’t forgive  herself.  unfortunately,  that  also  lured  a  sense  of paranoia  out  in  the  woman,  making  her  extra  careful  with everyone  that  set  foot  into  the  entrance  hall  .

        ❝   hey  !  ❞  ,  she  shouted  at  someone  who  slowly walked  into  the  hall,  and  it  seemed  like  their  attention was  a  little   too  focused  on  the  king’s  family  further  in  the  back .  eowyn,  wearing  her  best  uniform,  golden  and  the  signature white  cloak  for  the  kingsguard,  stepped  closer  towards  them,  putting  out  her  hand  infront  of  their  chest  in  order  to  stop  them  from entering  further.  maybe  she  was  acting  too  harsh,  especially with  so  many  nobles  around,  but  she  had  to  take  every precaution  she  could.  people  were  able  to  do  anything  in these  lands.  even  ruin  a  celebration  for  the  king’s  son.  ❝   state  your  name  before  i  let  you  pass.  and  are   there  any  weapons  on  you  ?  ❞

a  certain  thought  begins  to  invade  the  martell’s  mind  ;  something  uncharacteristic  ,  something  vicious  and  incapable  of  being  subdued  .  his  eyes  examine  the  members  of  the  royal  family  ,  the  king  ,  the  queen  ...  and  his  racing  mind  takes  him  back  to  books  ,  folklore  ,  history  lessons  ,  when  a  martell  sat  on  that  throne  ,  when  westeros  had  a  dornish  queen  and  a  prince  heir  with  the  blood  of  nymeria  running  through  his  veins  .  they  had  deserved  so  much  better  .  but  that  was  merely  a  small  albeit  glorious  patch  in  dorne’s  tapestry  .  house  martell  has  flourished  so  much  since  then  (  but  could  still  grow  so  to  become  something  much  more  powerful  ...  )  . 

he  only  realises  how  intently  he’s  been  staring  when  the  lord  commander’s  voice  rips  him  out  of  his  tide  of  thoughts  .  ❝  nymor  martell  ,  ❞  he  answers  calmly  but  he  can  feel  the  reverberation  of  his  trembling  lips  down  to  the  end  of  his  throat  .  the  martell  prince  doesn’t  do  particularly  well  under  pressure  ,  a  trait  he  hopes  will  never  show  .  ❝  prince  of  dorne  .  ❞  he  offers  the  other  a  tentative  smile  and  even  a  small  bow  ,  ❝  forgive  me  for  any  suspicion  i  may  have  caused  but  i  only  come  bearing  gifts  .  ❞  he  takes  his  hands  from  behind  his  back  to  reveal  a  bejewelled  box  with  a  golden  exterior  , ❝  for  the  future  king  of  westeros  .  ❞

#. ﹙ 𝒏𝒚𝒎𝒐𝒓 ﹚ : prose & eowyn tarth

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━━  𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒚𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒍 ​.

status     ─     open  for  anyone. setting     ─     the  gardens,  in  the  dead  of  night.

    ☙     ─     𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬  𝐚𝐫𝐞  𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤  𝐚𝐧𝐝  𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞.     normally,  arcine  wouldn’t  have  waited  this  long  to  prune  back  the  roses,  but  the  past  weeks  had  been  too  busy.  the  only  solace  is  that  this  late,  it’s  comfortably  silent  as  she  goes  about  tidying  her  own  patch  of  garden,  a  tiny  slice  of  vivid  bloom  normally  found  only  by  those  exceedingly  familiar  with  highgarden,  or  unwitting  strangers  who’d  made  one  too many  wrong  turns  down  the  winding  halls.      

     until,  she  vaguely  registers  footsteps  echoing  over  the  stones.  holding  back  a  weary  sigh,  arcine  turns  &  lets  the  few  stems  of  roses  she’d  gathered  slip  from  her  fingers  into  a  nearby  basket,  sliding  back  into  the  role  of  hostess  with  a  light  smile  &  well  practiced  ease.   ❝   it’s  quite  late  to  be  out  —  may  i  be  of  any  aid  ?   ❞

 the  southern  weather  had  seem  to  be  intoxicating  the  stark  boy  ,  he  felt  almost  sickly  as  he  laid  on  his  temporary  bed  .  the  warmth  crawling  up  his  body  and  wrapping  around  his  throat (  he  truly  was  beginning  to  miss  the  coldness  of  the  north  )  .  the  suffocation  itself  was  enough  incentive  to  bolt  out  of  his  room  but  he  had  always  wanted  to  see  highgarden  at  night  .  he  remembers  the  folklore  of  glowing  roses  and  such  from  when  he  was  a  child  though  such  stories  stemmed  from  his  own  imagination  (  when  he  was  bored  and  tired  from  the  history  taught  by  the  maesters  ) but  he  was  sure  he  would  find  something  of  the  like  .  nonetheless  ,  rodrick  heads  to  the  gardens  ,  enjoying  the  relief  the  cool  wind  brings  and  ardently  searching  for  glowing  flowers  when  instead  he  found  the  eyes  of  another  ( which  seemed  to  be  almost  just  as  bright  ) .

 he  jumps  the  slightest  at  surprise  but  clears  his  throat  in  recovery  ,  ❝  oh ─ yes  !  perhaps  .  do  you  know  where  i  could  possibly  find  any  glowing  roses  ?   you  see  , i  heard  stories  about  them  when  i  was  a  child  .  well  ,  not  really  .  i  made  them  up  myself  .  but  i  believe  i  dreamt  about  them  so  often  that  they  must  be  real  .  ❞

#tw sickness #tw suffocation #. ﹙ 𝒓𝒐𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌 ﹚ : prose & arcine tyrell #prose #. ﹙ 𝒓𝒐𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌 ﹚ : prose . #NOT ME REBLOGGING FROM THE STARTER BLOG #dONUT perceive me pleathe

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━━   𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒂 𝒕𝒚𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒍​   .

open  starter  for  anyone  from  serra  tyrell  . setting  :  highgarden  great  hall  ,  early  afterrnoon  .

          the  sun  has  faded  behind  clouds  and  with  its  disappearance  ,  serra’s  ability  to  withstand  the  dullest  of  comments  begins  to  wither  .  while  she  has  always  welcomed  strangers  at  her  door  ,  this  is  the  entirety  of  westeros  arriving  for  her  son  .  the  festivities  already  have  her  overwhelmed  .  no  matter  how  hospitable  and  kind  ,  a  gnawing  feeling  of  paranoia  sits  in  her  stomach  .  she  has  no  idea  what  this  could  set  in  motion  and  knowing  the  lords  of  westeros  favor  their  games  ,  no  child  will  ever  be  involved  on  her  account  ,  especially  her  own  .  to  do  just  that  ,  she  needs  to  know  every  single  face  that  steps  into  her  home  .

          ❝    welcome  ,  welcome  ,  we’re  very  happy  to  have  you  with  us  .  how  was  the  carriage  ride  –  not  too  long  ,  i  hope  ?    ❞

wide  cerulean  eyes  flitter  from  face  to  face  ,  thing  to  thing  in  a  passionate  attempt  to  drown  in  everything  and  anything  that  could  possible  be  beheld  .  from  the  intricate  doors  of  the  hall  ,  to  the  bejewelled  costumes  of  the  dornish  ,  then  to  the  strange  warmth  of  the  southern  sun  across  the  cheek  of  a  boy  that  had  almost  always  known  only  coldness  .  he  revels  in  the  beauty  of  it  all  and  dangerous  contemplations  of  making  the  south  his  permanent  homes  slowly  begin  to  creep  in  .  his  attention  is  captured  by  the  queen  and  the  boy  is  quickly  struck  with  her  beauty  . 

❝  oh  no  very  long  .  very  very  long  .  and  tiresome  .  but  enjoyable  albeit  inconvenient  and  tedious  .  but  very  enjoyable  !   ❞  the  one  thing  you  could  always  rely  on  from  the  stark  boy  was  his  honesty  .  ❝  thank  you  very  much  for  having  us  ,  your  grace  ..  uh..  lady  erm  …  queen  ?  i’m  sorry  i’m  not  quite  sure  how  to  address  you  .  because  you  see  ,  my  grace  would  be  the  king  father  .  oh  !  ❞  the  stark  stops  halfway  ,  eyes  lighting  up  as  though  something  important  quickly  tumbled  into  his  thinking  .  ❝  my  name  is  rodrick  stark  .  so  very  sorry  i  did  not  introduce  myself  earlier  . ❞

#. ﹙ 𝒓𝒐𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌 ﹚ : prose . #. ﹙ 𝒓𝒐𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌 ﹚ : prose & serra tyrell #SOMEBODY SEDATE THIS BOY

[scngbiirds]

 ‘ello  darlings  !  i  go  by  g  or  gigi  and  am  stationed  in  the  land  down  under  so  the  difference  in  our  time  zones  are  prolly  a  bit  wacky  !  but  nonetheless  !  i  can’t  wait  to  meet  up  ur  muses  &  start  writing  with  you  all  !  unfortunately  ,  i  don't  have  discord  but  i'd  love  to  plot  through  just  tumblr  ims  !  under  the  cut   you’ll  find  quick   summaries  about  my  two   chaotic  princes  ,  drop  a  like  if   you’d  like  to  plot  !

 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄  𝐍𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐑  𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋  “  WE  CANNOT  SIMPLY  SIT  AND  STARE  AT  OUR  WOUNDS  FOREVER.  ” 

 appears  very  calm  and  collected  but  inside  his  mind  is  going  at  like  1000miles/hr  because  he  just  constantly  overthinks  and  worries  and  is  always  second  -  guessing  his  decisions  .  especially  because  he’s  ruling  prince  and  he  knows  how  much  dorne  and  the  martells  in  general  has  suffered  in  history  and  he’s  so  so  afraid  that  it’s  going  to  happen  again  and  it  will  be  all  his  fault  .  because  of  this  he  relies  on  his  advisors  a  lot  ,  on  his  family  and  he’s  very  easily  influenced  .  just  make  it  seem  like  you  know  what  you’re  yapping  about  and  he’ll  be  all  over  it  .  but  if  left  alone  he  will  probably  choose  the  right  thing  to  do  ,  he  has  a  naturally  good  moral  compass  he  just  can’t  see  it  yet  . 

 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄  𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐊  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐊  “  BUT  LOVE  WAS  ALWAYS  SOMETHING  SO  HEAVY  FOR  ME  .  SOMETHING  I  HAD  TO  CARRY.  ” 

 basically  a  golden  retriever  ,  very  much  down  -  to  -  earth  ,  doesn’t  really  know  what  the  big  deal  is  with  being  born  ‘  royal  ’,  always  wished  for  a  normal  childhood  .  likes  to  mingle  with  the  townfolk  and  has  tried  to  evade  his  guards  to  chill  with  some  townfolk  in  more  than  one  occasion  .  he’s  very  passionate  about  everything  he  does  and  will  pour  his  absolute  heart  and  soul  in  anything  .  he  gets  excited  about  just  the  little  things  .  very  much  likes  to  play  peacekeeper  ,  he  hates  fighting  and  drama  and  biggest  dream  is  for  everyone  to  just  vibe  well  ✌️

#crowns.intro