qvarrelsomes

[qvarrelsomes]

"i want an answer." @scarletblcd

"well, it would help if i knew the question," jason's response although uncooperative, wasn't entirely by design. he genuinely didn't know what lysara was talking about. though, it went without saying, that if he did he wouldn't have cooperated.

#⦁ — ᴊᴀsᴏɴ ʟᴀɴɴɪsᴛᴇʀ ( conversations ) #ft. lysara lannister

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"i want you to kiss me." @scarletblcd

"i think i can make that happen," aurelio didn't miss a beat with his response, the corners of his lips turned upwards into a smirk as he leaned towards the other male. pausing only briefly, aurelio quickly pressed his lips against aeres. it only lasted seconds - but a part of him regretted ending it so soon.

#⦁ — ᴀᴜʀᴇʟɪᴏ ʀᴏɢᴀʀᴇ ( conversations ) #ft. aeres targaryen

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aurelio liked to think there was a certain freedom that came with being the cousin of the princess - well, that, or he opted to ignore any warnings he was given. a part of the red keep was off limits? not to him. needless to say, he was caught off guard to find out he wasn't alone. "it's fine," he smiled, "i didn't think anyone else knew about this place."

OPEN | daciana baratheon , some random hallway in the red keep

There was a high likelihood that she was absolutely not supposed to be where she currently was, however, Daciana had always lost the struggle against boredom. That, and her family's age old hatred for the Targaryans meant she'd had little opportunity to explore the Red Keep. "Oh gods," she turned the corner and nearly ran into someone, "forgive me, I wasn't expecting anyone." She pressed a hand to her chest, and scrambled for an excuse for her presence.

#⦁ — ᴀᴜʀᴇʟɪᴏ ʀᴏɢᴀʀᴇ ( conversations ) #ft. daciana baratheon

[qvarrelsomes]

"we might have to agree to disagree on that point," florian responded with a smile, "i suppose it is quite warm for a northerner," he couldn't help but laugh. "you suppose? that doesn't sound very convincing," he paused, "might i show you around? i might just be able to change your mind."

        ❝  it's  too  warm.  ❞        stated  with  little  tact expected of one who bore their title. the north's princess in possession of a demeanor identical to the land she hailed from. grey eyes observed their surroundings. captivity didn't suit the wolf, used to the northern woods that stretched endlessly, but they supposed the gardens provided an illusion of freedom, transparent as it was.        ❝  but i suppose the flowers are nice.  ❞

#⦁ — ғʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ ᴛʏʀᴇʟʟ ( conversations ) #ft. lyanna stark

[qvarrelsomes]

"don't  worry  about  me." @steelfyre

"the last i checked, you're not the lannister twin people need to worry about," jason responded with a laugh, the faintest trace of a smile appearing on his face. his statement made him sound like some sort of a threat, but alicent would know what he meant. or at least, he hoped she would. they hadn't been as close as of late.

#⦁ — ᴊᴀsᴏɴ ʟᴀɴɴɪsᴛᴇʀ ( conversations ) #ft. alicent lannister

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apart from years of love and affection that they'd never get back, there wasn't anything jason needed from his father. at least nothing he could come up with at the given moment. "must i need anything?" he responded, opting to take a defensive approach almost immediately. "can i not simply engage in conversation with my father?" he continued, his voice raising slightly as he arched an eyebrow.

❛   no,   it   wouldn't   be   -   would   it?   ❜   his   words   are   quiet,   spoken   mainly   for   himself   out   of   some   kind   of   years   building   bitterness.   for   how   he   loves   his   children,   and   yet   receives   only   disdain   when   he   has   done   nothing   to   deserve   it.   ❛   do   excuse   us,   my   lady.   i   will   return   to   you   anon.   ❜   her   hand   is   brought   to   his   lips,   a   soft   kiss   pressed   upon   it.   before   it   is   lowered,   and   his   lady   curtsies   before   leaving   with   some   amount   of   haste.   once   she   is   gone,   lancel   turns   to   his   son.   ❛   what   might   i   do   for   you,   jason?   ❜

#⦁ — ᴊᴀsᴏɴ ʟᴀɴɴɪsᴛᴇʀ ( conversations ) #ft. lancel lannister

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"i'm quite fond of the various fruit trees," florian continued, though, it was clear he didn't really mean it. he'd always been a fan of gardens, but there was only so much that could be said about the gardens of king's landing and he'd pretty much covered it. "it does seem like it would be easy for one to become lost," his brow furrowed, "tell me, are the gardens of staedale safe? i hate to think of the children spending all of their time indoors."

❛   charm?   oh,   yes.   they're   beautiful.  ❜   they   aren't   -   not   really.   they   are   nothing   in   comparison   to   highgarden's   own   -   nor   even   those   of   staerdale.   what   they   are,   the   princess   thinks,   is   an   elaborate,   confusing   structure   built   to   trap   and   distract.   within   are   flora   from   across   the   realms,   and   they   do   delight   -   but   the   hedges   are   cold   -   much   like   the   keep   itself.   ❛   if   slightly   unkept.   i   wouldn't   like   the   children   to   run   through   here   -   too   many   dangers   to   them.   ❜

#⦁ — ғʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ ᴛʏʀᴇʟʟ ( conversations ) #ft. daella targaryen

[qvarrelsomes]

"now, now, lord hightower," florian smiled, "we can never be sure who is listening," he feigned a moment of sincerity before ultimately letting out a loud laugh. there was no need to continue his act in the presence of a friend. "you're quite right," he laughed again, "these gardens are quite pitiful in comparison."

a second glance at the gardens is given , even if he disagrees with the sentiment . there is nothing that piques his interest in the royal gardens and he won't show false niceties so easily . arthur gives a shrug , not wanting to ignore the lord altogether , yet he knows anything out of his mouth would come with attitude . ❝ do they ? ❞ he questions , eyes squinted at a dull display of flowers . ❝ you need not pretend with me , my lord , there's no garden as impressive as highgarden . ❞

#⦁ — ғʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ ᴛʏʀᴇʟʟ ( conversations ) #ft. arthur hightower

[qvarrelsomes]

aurelio didn't make a habit of seeking out prince jacaerys, not unless it was a matter of some importance. or it concerned his cousin, which just happened to be his current motivation. "pardon the interruption your grace," aurelio managed to smile, though the words sounded especially forced, "might you tell me where i could find my cousin?"

open  starter     /     jacaerys  targaryen status: accepting replies

        fire  burned  beneath  dragon  prince's  flesh,  memory of the last attack two years prior still vivid within his mind and now another had struck at the very heart of the dragons' pride. lady lannister a tragic addition to the crime. however, those at court were presented the facade of a tense but composed heir as he walked the halls, violet hues subtly observing all, which was how he noticed the other approaching out of the corner of his eye, turning toward them before they spoke.        ❝  is there something i can help you with, my liege?  ❞

#⦁ — ᴀᴜʀᴇʟɪᴏ ʀᴏɢᴀʀᴇ ( conversations ) #ft. jacaerys targaryen

[qvarrelsomes]

╰      ┈      [  jonathan bailey  ,  thirty three  ,  cis male  ,  he/his  ]  in  the  time  of  dragons  ,  FLORIAN TYRELL  is  entering  the  game  of  thrones  .  said  to  be  charismatic  +  quick-witted  ,  we  can  only  hope  that  is  the  case  as  regrettably  they  are  also  well  known  to  be  opinionated  +  stubborn  .  when  asked  about  them  ,  people  are  always  reminded  of  walking barefoot through a field of flowers, waking up somewhere you shouldn't be with no memories of the prior night, the finest silks money can buy worn along side a mischievous grin  .  though  they  are  the  LORD OF HIGHGARDEN  ,  their  true  loyalties  lie  with  house  tyrell  and  rumour  has  it  that  if  given  the  choice  they  would  support   THEIR  FAMILY  /  THEMSELVES  above  all  else  .  those  of  us  in  the  shadows  wish  them  luck  and  can  only  hope  they  will  survive  what  is  to  come 

basics

name: florian tyrell

age: thirty three

title: lord

allegiance: house tyrell

gender, pronouns: cis male & he/his

sexuality: bisexual (preference for males)

martial status: unwed, unbetrothed

familial

father: n/a

mother: n/a

siblings: daella targaryen & calla tyrell (sisters), two currently unnamed brothers

cousins: n/a

physical

hair color: dark brown

eye color: dark brown

height: 5'11''

build: athletic

personality

traits: charismatic, opinionated, stubborn, quick-witted

mbti: entp

temperament: sanguine

moral alignment: chaotic good

character parallels: jeff winger (community), nate archibald (gossip girl) & logan huntzberger (gilmore girls)

biography -

this will likely be edited as more tyrells are picked up ! as the second born son of house tyrell, florian managed to escape a lot of the pressures placed on his older brother - though his parents still had their expectations for him.

while most of his childhood was spent at highgarden, florian's parents still made sure their son was familiar with the reach. as such, he'd visited all of the castles by the age of twelve.

as a teenager, florian was temporarily fostered in (insert kingdom) until roughly his seventeenth nameday where he returned to highgarden.

from that point onward, florian's primary residence has been highgarden. but he's done a considerable amount of traveling the various kingdoms. he's also spent a fairly significant amount of time in essos. but some how, he always makes his way back to highgarden.

fun facts -

florian ? more like whorian !! sorry that was my bad attempt at a joke, but seriously this man is a whore and he's not ashamed.

it's probably a bit cliche but he does love flowers. he can talk about them for hours. it's also not uncommon to find him outside.

he loves to gossip. it's a real problem if i'm honest. he can't resist spreading rumors. also he just doesn't know when to shut his mouth.

wanted connections -

lovers. once again this man is a whore, he's had so many relationships of varying lengths. also he's bisexual, so gender doesn't matter here. give me all of the flings please.

true love. i'll probably edit/expand on this idea later but this is the one person that florian has a real connection with. they're essentially the love of his life, but they're also doomed that they will never truly be together. open to a male or male aligned non-binary character of a similar age to florian !

friends. i like to think he's someone who has a lot of friends, he's traveled throughout the kingdoms and he's quite nice. though i can also see where people would find him annoying.

enemies. these are admittedly less like enemies and more like people who just can't stand him. he's honestly pretty annoying, so it stands to reason there are a good number of these !

betrothals. or rather, near betrothals as he's somehow managed to avoid any actual betrothals to date ! (this could change)

anything else ! hit me with your ideas, i'm pretty open to anything !

#⦁ — ғʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ ᴛʏʀᴇʟʟ ( about ) #thrones.intro

[qvarrelsomes]

location: the gardens participants: florian martell & open

"while it's no highgarden," florian paused only momentarily, "i must admit these gardens possess a certain charm," he concluded with a smile as he turned to look at his companion. it was a forced statement, he hated the mere thought of anything in kings landing being charming, but the gardens were nice. not to mention, he was essentially desperate for a conversation that had nothing to do with the ball.

#⦁ — ғʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ ᴛʏʀᴇʟʟ ( conversations ) #thrones.starter

[qvarrelsomes]

jason was hesitant to even approach his father, let alone engage in conversation with the older male. it was unfortunate that the older male didn't give him much of a chance, that was, until jason heard what his father had to say. as usual, his father had failed to notice him. it took a considerable amount of willpower to keep from laughing. it wasn't the place, he told himself. he did, however, allow a scowl to appear on his face as he ultimately opened his mouth to respond. "that's not why i'm here."

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐒   .   ruling   lord   lancel   lannister,   master   of   coin.

❛   your  condolences  are   much   appreciated.  ❜    if   unneeded.  they'd  never  been  close,  cersei   and  he   (   but   that  need   not  be   known  ).  his   lord  father  never   had   allowed  it,   not  with   her  as  his  direct   competition.  in  truth,   he   saw   her  as  little   more  than  an   obstacle.   they  all  are.   his  aunt  in   the  captiol,  his   cousins  nearly   all  fools.   he's  not   one   himself  to  think  there   might   not  be  some  red  in   his  own  ledger  that  might  bring  suspicion  upon  him  for   this.  thus,  as  they  wander  the  gardens,  they  play  the  role  of  mourning  cousin  well.  ❛   it  is  difficult.  i   find  myself  putting  the  need  to  discover   the   identity  of   her   murderer   before   mourning  myself.  ❜

#⦁ — ᴊᴀsᴏɴ ʟᴀɴɴɪsᴛᴇʀ ( conversations ) #ft. lancel lannister

[qvarrelsomes]

A FLORIAN TYRELL EDIT

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#⦁ — ғʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ ᴛʏʀᴇʟʟ ( edit )

[qvarrelsomes]

florian tyrell tag dump !!

#⦁ — ғʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ ᴛʏʀᴇʟʟ ( about ) #⦁ — ғʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ ᴛʏʀᴇʟʟ ( inspiration ) #⦁ — ғʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ ᴛʏʀᴇʟʟ ( conversations ) #⦁ — ғʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ ᴛʏʀᴇʟʟ ( answered ) #⦁ — ғʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ ᴛʏʀᴇʟʟ ( visual ) #⦁ — ғʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ ᴛʏʀᴇʟʟ ( headcanons ) #⦁ — ғʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ ᴛʏʀᴇʟʟ ( queue ) #⦁ — ғʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ ᴛʏʀᴇʟʟ ( edit ) #⦁ — ғʟᴏʀɪᴀɴ ᴛʏʀᴇʟʟ ( ooc )

[qvarrelsomes]

while it hadn't been aurelio's intention to sneak up on the liege, one might be forgiven for thinking otherwise. what with tensions running high and all. not to mention, there was something rather suspicious about aurelio's lackadaisical attitude. "no need to sound off the alarms," he spoke loudly, his hands raised in front of him as he stepped into quentyn's line of sight. "aurelio rogare at your service," he smiled. he made no effort to provide an explanation for what he was doing.

where: the gardens

who: liege quentyn allyrion (unmasked) + anyone who wishes to reply.

unknown to commotion taking part on the grounds, the liege had taken upon themselves to wander around the fortress. he'd grown tired of the mingling in the ballroom as the dancing, grew to be a nuisance in his opinion. instead, he'd taken themselves to the gardens in hopes of finding some symbol of tranquility. a goblet in hand, contained a dornish wine, he'd sipped on for a couple minutes before a sense of edge felt in his gut. eyes being felt on them, the dornish, quirked an eyebrow at the stranger. "who goes there?", he asked, "show yourself, i know you're there. "

#⦁ — ᴀᴜʀᴇʟɪᴏ ʀᴏɢᴀʀᴇ ( conversations ) #ft. quentyn allyrion

[qvarrelsomes]

in lieu of a direct response to dunston's statement, jason opted for a vague shrug of his shoulders. "the shock hasn't set in yet," he stated, rather bluntly even for him. "either that or they're heavily intoxicated," this comment was accompanied with a laugh.

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄   .   lord   dunstan   dondarrion   dressed   as   golden   lion. 

❛   one   would   think   the   court   might   be   slightly   more   concerned   -   what   with   the   rumour   a   woman's   been   tossed   off   a   balcony.   ❜   dunstan   is   cavalier   in   his   words,   for   he   too   holds   little   concern   -   or   so   he   acts.   from   across   the   crowded   ballroom   his   sister   is   visible,   and   thus   he   can   rest   far   more   easily   -   even   if   he   does   not   find   truth   in   the   matter.   ❛   i   shouldn't   be   all   too   surprised,   we   seem   to   be   near   out   of   arbor   wine.   ❜

#⦁ — ᴊᴀsᴏɴ ʟᴀɴɴɪsᴛᴇʀ ( conversations ) #ft. dunstan dondarrion

[qvarrelsomes]

AN AURELIO ROGARE EDIT

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#⦁ — ᴀᴜʀᴇʟɪᴏ ʀᴏɢᴀʀᴇ ( edit )