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soooo you can find me at @matchedrage now. It’s public now.
These words summoned her and from the darkness she was coming, all shining, the ruler of the shadows. The golden gown dragged behind her, so extravagant, sharp golden crown on her head was hiding around her bronze hair. The Dark Lord approached and stopped just before the other, her angelic features were just an illusion, a mirror of wishes of the one, who watched her, but behind that mask was something more terrifying than a beast or monster.
❛ Now you know .. dreams can come true, nightmares too. ❜
Had she known, she would’ve worn her bestest, would’ve braided hair && enveloped antlered crown with poison flowers. Would’ve spiked the drink in hand, an offer for those even more godly than her! They deserve to live not, deserve to choke on their own tongues && should drink not do the trick, a dagger up her sleeve to strike down those celestial. && Though she quivers with fear, fear not of the darkness that envelopes her, but of the POWER that surpasses her own, she speaks with no hesitation in voice.
❛ Should you search for FEAR-- you waste your time. ❜
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‘ DARLING … haven’t you ever heard of knocking ? ‘ she was half-way through offing one of her many virgin victims. stood in nothing but her flesh, covered in rich crimson liquid. her tone is soft albeit slightly peeved. she hated being disrupted when she was doing her dirty work. ‘ what do you want? ‘
Annoyance noted, but given no thought. She waltzes through the space, closing distance with each breath ( THEY OUGHT TO BE GASPS IN THE PRESENCE OF HER! ) Sly comes the smile that tugs at lips equally crimson, as twisted as her morals come the words the other must by now be yearning to hear. && She serves them, dripping honey && poison.
❛ To watch. ❜
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❛ so , you tell her to go to hell again. tell them ALL to go to hell. they still haven’t hurt you... ❜
❛ Hell? ❜
Scoff sounds off from her lips, she doesn’t believe in it. Doesn’t believe there’s a life after for those deserving of burning for an eternity. It just ends there.
❛ No, you tell them nothing, you give them no glance, not a single BREATH. You spare them no thought of sound. They simply don’t EXIST anymore. ❜
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Tommen did as he was bid. His meekness troubled her. A king had to be strong. Joffrey would have argued. He was never easy to cow.
@borncruel liked this for a lyrics starter. // Carol
❛ Women && men.. ❜
Voice low as if she were letting Carol in on a secret of her own, one trusted only to her. She has a fire burning inside her irises, a green flame overtaking everything in her path. Intention to humiliate, bring down a patriarchy from the inside - - oh, they would come to regret keeping a Lannister out of their midst.
❛ We are the same. ❜
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“ How about you raise your kids and I raise mine? I’m not gonna let anyone hurt my daughter, and I don’t need parenting or hunting advice from you, Gerard or anyone else. When they get out of control, I’ll make it a PRIORITY to put a bullet through their skulls. Until then, all I want is Derek Hale and whoever he bit to become the kanima. Scott’s just an innocent kid. I want him as far away from this as possible. ”
She looks like she’s just swallowed poison, brows raising high as if she would ever admit defeat. Silent for a moment, but you needed no words to understand just how mad it drove her to end up on the losing side.
❛ Derek will get just what he deserves even if I have to be on the sidelines of cutting his rotten corpse in half. The rest.. even though the trust you have in the rest of them is indeed endearing.. I wouldn’t be so convinced. ❜
hey sweetheart ;))))))
Two parts to her, one more than willing to slap the living sense out of him. ( Or more like whatever remained of it. ) && The other, the one she denies to possess more often than he would prefer, wants nothing more than to dig her claws into him && smother him with such unbearable affection that left an aftertaste. So, when he’s finally right there in front of him, that smug look on his face – she acts, raising a hand to the man she held dearest to her heart. One that knew her damage && greeted it with eager kisses, sloppy along her jaw as he rank up her sins. Hand makes contact with his chest, forming a fist not meant to harm, but instead make him think twice before abandoning her. Two fists pound soft against his chest as lips test the waters, closer by the second as they breathe out the words.
❛ I thought you were DEAD. ❜
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Source: cerseis-lannister
@durnaar 🖤 ‘d this for a starter
Drawn to the strength that vibrates from them, a wave after another that stills heart as it is passed through. Lifting gaze from stonework of the flooring she meets hollowed gaze. She knows better than to make enemies now, has learned her lesson when scorned once too many. Hood lowered, golden tresses bathing in the light of living fire.
❛ I’ve dreamt you. ❜
@prxncecharming 🖤 ‘d this for a starter
❛ They say women glow when the last few moons are upon them. ❜
She would know, her occupied belly thrice giving her admirers from all Seven Kingdoms. Women soft with swelled up stomachs && rounded cheeks to give illusion of being something other than lethal.
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“ You think I don’t know what they’re capable of? You might wanna remember that I have a lot more experience than you in dealing with them first hand, and enough scars to REMIND me. But we have a CODE, and it’s there for a reason. Gerard doesn’t want a hunt. He wants GENOCIDE. Forgive me if I’m not quite willing to listen. ”
❛ You && your honor. You’d be far more effective if you didn’t let simple morals hold you back -- but have it your way. They’re out of control, or will be soon enough. && None of us want our children getting hurt over foolish ignorance. I know I wouldn’t be able to live with myself, so that leaves me wondering.. just how well would you deal with it if it was someone you cared about. ❜
@bulletforged 🖤 ‘d this for a starter
❛ His argument is valid, you know. They’re BEASTS, fangs covered in saliva && rabid with their foaming mouths. They will KILL us if we don’t get to them first. You should listen to Gerard. ❜
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LANNISTER WEEK • day i • cersei
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❝ do you ever yearn for MORE? ❞
UNBLINKING; he is statuesque. leaning against a golden pillar, half-hidden behind red drapes, poised and eager to pry. he’s met VALKYRIES very few times–this is a tempting opportunity he cannot let escape. ( and she is BEAUTIFUL, dangerous and vibrant all at once ).
❝ it seems to me we are BOTH so oft trod upon. ❞
❛ I only yearn for what is rightfully mine. -- Then I take it. ❜
Subtlety not a feat of hers, hiding true intent even less so when perplexed by a sudden voice. She speaks in half-hushed whispers && threats she dares not summon in this moment. ( Do they give her what she deserves? Or must she pry it out of their greedy hands, so eager to steal, what was intended for her? ) Steel pushes against hip as she closes in now, curiosity pooling in the pair of eyes examining the God before her, head tilting as if interest had been peaked. && Oh, perhaps it had. But dare she tell him? No, he would have to coax that truth out of her.
❛ A question remains, why let them? ❜
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friends did not come by so easily. regina was too independent, too particular for her to find SOLACE in another person. but cersei was different. the only person on the whole entire planet that regina felt connected to. it was a friendship carved in gold, or so she described it to be. the one thing she truly cherished more than anything else — the one thing that enabled her to escape her life at home, to hide away from the reality of her controlling mother. cersei was her escape.
and whilst they aren’t as close now as they were when they were young, regina still adores cersei. their lives have changed, both royalty — both tainted. their lives had taken a turn, though still they remain similar. cersei remains the only constant in her life that hasn’t truly fucked her over.
❝ likewise, dear. ❞
her words glide from tongue like liquid gold. hazel orbs wide, faint smile pressed upon plump rouge petals. ❝ it’s been too long … i’ve missed you. ❞
All jealousy fades, initial cause for it dissipating with each word that passes the lips of another as they serve like soothing salve to heal what has been torn open. All of them ring with such honesty && cause the very last breath of hers to hitch in the throat. To be capable of such vulnerability && display it as a strength even after she has been stripped bare once too many, she finds herself astonished by the woman before her. Strength exhibited in the resistance && refusal to be made an example out of. The yearning to RULE && CONQUER a Kingdom. The Queen before her has been made one for a reason && much like Cersei it would only be pried out of her paling dead hands.
❛ We should keep ourselves from making a habit out of this, I fear should we part for too long my very heart would break, dearest friend. ❜
It’s a smile -- not oft witnessed && hidden masterfully only a moment later.