#twentyfour thrones

[flashflames]

𝖆 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗 𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖘 … have a drink at my table , allow me to tell you stories — stories of dragons and burnt men . tell me about lady zhao keran .

( zhou ye , female , she/her ) : ̗̀➛ twentyfour years young , a firebender from the noble house of zhao . many know them to be rakish & untempered . how unfortunate , truly … i’ve always found them to be lively & open-minded . they oft fulfill the duties of a sergeant in the fire nation army . oh , i should tell you — they oppose the rule of house yi . well , you know how every storyteller bends the tale they tell .

ruvi here and bringing you a hot girl, quite literally! she's loyal only to their family and the soldiers she's sworn to protect, though she's taken a detour along the way that's shaken things up. like the post to plot and i'll send a message here or send you my disc ♡

youngest of house zhao, she's a sponge for the best and worst parts of her family. fully entrenched in the military mindset, the only thing that matters to her is strength—everyone's equal in a fight, and the strongest person is always right. and she's strong, too, trained from young to reach the rank of captain in the fire nation army by nineteen.

but she has a moment of rebellion at twenty, a moment's impulse when she ditches her section and sneaks away from the capital. her forethought only goes as far as her fists, and she'd been curious about life on the other side. her siblings, being the ones who run the military, cover up her absence for as long as they can while on the hunt for her, eventually finding her moonlighting as a barkeep under a new name.

keran gets freedom for a year or so, working at a tavern with no expectations or lives to be in charge of. it pokes holes in her life philosophy, seeing the way might can be misused—and sometimes, just outright wrong. at least she's always strong enough to right it, but she learns to value strengths that aren't just useful for a fight. though she still thinks a fist is the strongest of them all.

but a leash comes back for her, dragging her from the urban centre back to hari bulkan. she's demoted down to sergeant, and has been stuck there for a couple of years more. she's getting antsy about it, along with her realisation that a leash is still a leash, no matter how many military medals you put on it.

she thinks house yi might not deserve the throne, having seen what happens in the urban centre, and resenting the tight leash that bites into her neck. she wants them taken down, but hasn't gotten far enough to think about who should be put in charge after.

there's a biased sense of equality to her—she's open to everyone, as long as they can beat her in a fight. she's reckless and fun loving, but can be quite dogged once she's got her teeth into something. doesn't have a head for politics, off-puttingly honest, and isn't playing the long game—most members of house zhao die young, so she might as well make the most of what she's got.

wanted connections

sparring partner, someone she pulls no punches with and seeks out when she's itching for a fight, often

a dream she owes, she met them while moonlighting as a barkeep and left a promise unfulfilled

childhood enmity. they've never gotten along, but now they've got a common goal (against the royal house) that's changing things up

childhood betrothed no longer, their engagement was called off after her stint of missingness/demotion, possibly by their parents or it was their decision

an anchor/foil that grounds her, who provides a differing opinion that tempers her impulses

complicated familial relationships! a sibling with clashing egos and desires for the future of their house. a sibling she's a little shadow of

a moth to her flame, inexplicably drawn to her despite a myriad of misgivings

#rs.intros

[throneshq]

welcome  to  king’s  landing  sheira  upcliff,  loren  lannister,  &  nyadak  martell,  the  king  has  been  expecting  you  !  please  send  in  your  account  within  the  next  twenty  four  hours  !  merve  boluğur,  bill  skarsgard,  &  shay  mitchell  are  now  taken  .

*     ──     [   merve  boluğur  ,   cis  woman  ,   she  and  her  .   ]   :   in  the  frays  of  king  aerys  iii's   reign  ,  therein  remains  shiera  upcliff,  the  twenty  eight  year  old  ward  of  the  witch  isle  .   rumor  has  it  that  their  loyalties  lie  with  house  stark  and  arryn  and  they  are  against  the  targaryen  reign  .   they're  so  instinctual  +  perceptive  that  it  makes  sense  ,   but  most  seem  to  look  past  their  mysterious  +  frightful  nature  .   when  they  come  up  in  conversation  ,   i'm  always  reminded  of  black  veins  running  up  from  two  puncture  wounds,    a  crown  of  thrones  making  a  head  bleed,   a  dulled  glimpse  of  lilac  bleeding  into  dark  irises  .   [   birdie  ,  twentyfour  ,   pacific  ,   any  ,   &   none  .   ]  *  grand  maester  of  the  northern  kingdom

*     ──     [   bill  skarsgard  ,   cis  man  ,   he  /  him  .   ]   :   in  the  frays  of  king  aerys  iii's   reign  ,  therein  remains  loren  lannister,  the  thirty  one  year  old  ruling  lord  of  lannisport  .   rumor  has  it  that  their  loyalties  lie  with  house  lannister  and  they  are  against  the  targaryen  reign  .   they're  so  engaging  +  calculating  that  it  makes  sense  ,   but  most  seem  to  look  past  their  conniving  +  frivolous  nature  .   when  they  come  up  in  conversation  ,   i'm  always  reminded  of  a  smirk  from  someone  one  step  ahead,  gold  silk  sheets  with  multiple  people  in  them,  the  glare  of  golden  lion  in  the  reflection  of  sage  eyes  .   [   lee  .   ]

*     ──     [   shay  mitchell,   cis  woman  ,   she  /  her.   ]   :   in  the  frays  of  king  aerys  iii's   reign,  therein  remains  nyadak  martell,  the  thirty  five  year  old  princess  of  hellgate  hall  .   rumor  has  it  that  their  loyalties  lie  with  house  martell  and  they  are  neutral  to  the  targaryen  reign.   they're  so  attentive  +  mature  that  it  makes  sense,   but  most  seem  to  look  past  their  loquacious  +  flamboyant  nature  .   when  they  come  up  in  conversation,   i'm  always  reminded  of  olive  skin  kissed  by  the  sun,  a  love  affair  with  the  moon,  a  heart  that  always  wanders  .   [   robin  .   ]   *   ruling noble, adopted

#oc rp #appless rp #period rp #got rp #fantasy rp #accepted.

[karryalane]

#Christ #Jesus #Rapture #revelation #twenty four elders #seven spirits of God #twentyfour thrones #Angels #Salvation #tribulations #second coming #Christianity #Bible #religion #JOHN OF PATMOS #John the Beloved

[fuckallthegood0nesweretaken]

The Dove and Her Hound - CH. TwentyFour

Title: The Long Night

Words: 1,140

Warnings: Adult language, some violence and mentions of death

Taglist:  @tonbluemchen @affection-rabbit @art-flirt @10morgan10 @thatting @iwontdance-dontaskme @simsvetements 

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After you had fallen asleep for good, Sandor made his way to the castle towers. He sat down, flask in hand. Stuck in his thoughts, he barely noticed Arya approaching him. She asked for the flask silently and Sandor handed it to her. Arya sat down next to him and took a swig. She stayed silent and Sandor had enough.

 “You never used to shut up and now you’re just sitting there like a mute,” he said, not looking at her.

 “Guess I’ve changed.” She paused for a moment. “What are you doing up here?”

“What does it look like I’m doing?”

 “No, I meant in Winterfell. I know you’re married to my sister, but you also joined the Brotherhood, went beyond the Wall with her and Jon, and you’re here now. Why? When was the last time you fought for anyone besides yourself?”

 “I fought for you, didn’t I? And your sister.” Sandor looked at her. You could see the cogs in her head running and Sandor took the flask back from her. Then Beric showed up.

 “Oh for fuck’s sake,” Sandor said. “Might as well be at a bloody wedding.”

 “I did hear that you had one recently,” Beric said to Sandor. To Arya he said, “My lady. It’s good to see you again. I’m sorry that we parted the way we did.”

 “Is he on your list?” Sandor asked Arya.

 “For a little while.”

 “That’s alright. The Lord of Light has brought us together all the same. This is his moment. When light—“

 “Thoros isn’t here anymore. So I hope you’re not about to give a sermon. ‘Cause if you are, the Lord of Light is gonna wonder why he brought you back nineteen times just to watch you die when I chuck you over this fucking wall.”

 Beric only chuckled and held his hand out for the flask of wine. That’s when Arya got up.

 “Where are you going?” Sandor asked.

 “I’m not spending my final hours with you two miserable old shits. And you should be with your wife, not up here.” Arya walked away while Beric and Sandor looked at each other. Beric took a drink and Sandor sighed.

 “She’s right. I should go see if [y/n]’s okay.”

 “I think she’s more than okay. The two of you are pretty loud.”

 “Shut your mouth,” Sandor growled, his cheeks burning faintly. He grabbed the wine out of Beric’s hands and walked past him, kicking him in the foot. All Beric did was laugh loudly, not giving a fuck.

 ---

 When Sandor got back to the room, you were still asleep. He decided to let you rest a little more and sat down on the chair facing the fire. He could hear the chatter and noise of everyone preparing for the upcoming battle outside. You kept stirring in your sleep, never fully waking up but never fully asleep. You only woke up all the way when someone pounded on your door.

 “Lady Stark, we need to get you to the crypts!” The person yelled.

 “I’ll take her there,” Sandor said. “Now fuck off.”

 You could hear them muttering to themselves in the hallway.

 “Listen to my husband,” you commanded.

 “Y-Yes, Lady Stark.” They left and you yawned. Getting out of bed, you stretched your arms high above your head, breasts bouncing with your movements.

 “Seven Hells, woman. Now is not the time to be doing that,” Sandor groaned.

 You giggled and got up slowly. Walking over to your wardrobe, you pulled out a simple tunic and trouser pair, dressing as fast as you could. You saw Sandor start putting on his armor out of the corner of your eye and your heart dropped. After you were finished dressing, you sat down on the edge of the bed, staring at Sandor.

 “What’s wrong?” He asked you, tightening the last strap.

 “I might not ever see you again and that kills me inside. Our child might never see their father.” You looked up at him.

 “Promise me that you’ll come back to me,” you begged. “Promise me.”

 Sandor walked the five paces between you in two steps and pulled your head to his belly.

 “I will come back to you. I swear it on my life, our child will know their father and so will every child that comes after.” His fingers were running through your hair and it calmed you down.

 “Now let’s get you to the crypts.”

 ---

 The night was long and terrifying. Down in the crypts you could hear everything that was going on with the battle. The screams, metal hitting metal, and more screams. You could hear the dragons spewing fire and the sound of the castle crumbling. Then, all of the noises stopped suddenly. You knew immediately that something was wrong.

 “Is it over?” One of the women whispered.

 “No. Something’s happening.” You got up, Dragonglass blade in hand.

 With a load bang, the crypt you were sitting by burst open, a dead hand reaching for you. Everyone started to panic and you grabbed Sansa’s hand, pulling her deeper below. Tyrion followed you and when you stopped, grabbed your hand. You were sitting in between Tyrion and Sansa, trying to keep your breathing silent. Screams filled the air and you peeked over the stone you were hiding behind. You saw the women and children being slaughtered as they ran and your heart clenched.

 With heavy breaths, Tyrion took Sansa’s hand as well, kissing the backs of both of them. It wasn’t safe to stay in one spot, so all three of you ran. You ran as fast as you could and hid when you had to. What had felt like an eternity was only a few minutes in reality. When the dead all dropped, so did you. You were exhausted.

 “[Y/n]!” Sansa cried, catching you before your knees hit the ground.

 “I’m alright,” you said. “Just very tired.”

 “Let’s get you some water,” Tyrion said. Varys handed you some water and you drank it slowly.

 “Are you sure you’re alright?”

 “Yes.”

 “Good. I’m pretty sure your husband would have my head if you weren’t.” You laughed lightly.

 “Most likely. He is very protective.”

 At that moment, the doors to the crypt opened. Some soldiers came down the steps and stopped when they saw the dead Wights.

 “What happened down here?” One of them asked.

 “The same thing that happened up there, I presume,” you said.

 “Well, it’s safe to come out now.” Varys and Sansa helped you walk out of the crypts and Sandor was walking towards you. When he saw you, he pushed everyone in his path away and took your face in his hands.

 “What happened? Are you hurt? Are you okay?”

 “I’m fine, my love,” you said. You put your hands over his. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

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[hearttstopper]

The twentyfour hour security is just Clifford on a little custom doggy throne

catch me grabbing some milkbones and a black tracksuit, then. cause it looks like i’m going on a personal shopping spree tonight

#how many priceless items of clothing can i fit into a duffle bag? let me find out! #answered

[halfway-happyyy]

Baby Girl

Request: bringing home newborn baby girl, cute cuddly daddy Bill ensues. Hope you like it! 💙

Bill's got a particular way with children; they just naturally flock to him. You’re not sure whether it’s because he’s been around children for most of his life, but he exudes this natural ability to be at ease around them and they absolutely love it. So when you took that pregnancy test nine months ago (almost to the day) and a miniscule pink plus sign appeared amidst the sea of white, you honestly didn't think you'd ever seen Bill happier. He peered down at that little window for what felt like hours, and when he lifted his green eyes to yours, they were glistening brightly. "It's going to be a boy." He had murmured excitedly. "You don't know that for sure, my love." You were about to home a person in your belly for the next nine and a half months, and the only thing you cared about was that it was healthy. Over the course of those months, Bill was the absolute best partner you could have ever asked for. Late night stops at the local grocery store for soda crackers and habanjero jelly, and even later nights running you scalding bubble baths at three in the morning. You had decided at the beginning not to know the gender of the baby, though Bill had held fast to the idea that there would be yet another heir to the Skarsgård throne. So it comes as a complete surprise to you both that when 5:47 am rolls around on September 24th, you have the most beautiful baby girl wedged within your grasp. A full head of bright blonde hair and the most beautiful hazel eyes. At five pounds six ounces, Bill is completely and totally head over heels for her. "You did so, so amazing baby." He murmurs, pressing his lips gently to your forehead. Stepping into your home later that evening, with the baby carrier wedged in one hand, and Bill's much larger hand closed around yours, you're quite sure you've never felt happier. Bill disappears for a few minutes and when he comes back, it's to tell you that there's a candlelit bath waiting for you and to head straight to bed when you're finished. You're really in no position to argue so you plant a kiss to his cheek and make off in the direction of the washroom. When you emerge from your bedroom six hours later, it's to the sound of complete and total silence. You pad your way through the house, stopping in the doorway of your baby daughters room. The lights are soft, a playlist of classical music plays quietly in the background and in the corner of the room, Bill sits fast asleep in the wooden rocking chair. Curled up sleeping, in the crook of his neck is your twentyfour hour old baby girl. He's obviously dressed her for the day; she wears a pink satin headband around her head and a light pink snuggly. Wide open on his lap sits his favourite book as a child. He must have been in the middle of reading it to her when he fell asleep. You're sure it didn't take much longer for her to drop off either. You're about to leave the room to let them be but Bill suddenly stirs and opens his eyes. It takes a moment to remember where he is and when he does he just closes his eyes and grins from ear to ear. He makes a move to get up with her. "Don't move babe she's sleeping!" You whisper. "I have to pee!" Bill whispers back. You watch tentatively as Bill slowly tries to lift her off of his shoulder, being as careful as possible not to wake her. He's halfway to the wooden cradle when she opens her eyes, is silent for half a beat and then starts screaming. He brings her back to his shoulder and places a large hand over her back, rubbing it soothingly. "Shhh baby girl. It's okay. It's alright." She cries a few seconds longer and you watch, transfixed, as she completely settles down again, cooing softly into his shoulder. "See?" Bill winks, turning to you. "I'm a natural."

#bill skarsgard #bill skarsgard imagine #bill skarsgard fluff #bill skarsgard one shot #bill skarsgard x reader #bill skarsgard fics #fanfic #fluff #writing

[bills-bible-basics]

WHO ARE THE TWENTY-FOUR ELDERS? -- KJV (King James Version) Bible Verse List

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[throneshq]

welcome  to  highgarden,  leyla  vyrwel,  cassana  harlaw  nee  upcliff,  shiera  upcliff,  &  cassella  dayne,  we’ve  been  expecting  you  !  please  send  in  your  account  within  the  next  twenty  four  hours  !  kaylee  bryant,  nathalie  kelley,  aiysha  hart,  &  nathalie  emmanuel  are  now  taken  .

*     ──     [   kaylee  bryant  ,   demi  girl  ,   she  /  they  .   ]   :   in  the  frays  of  king  aerys ��iii's   reign  ,  therein  remains  leyla  vyrwel,  the  twenty  year  old  lady  of  darkdell  .   rumor  has  it  that  their  loyalties  lie  with  house  tyrell  and  they  are  neutral  to  the  targaryen  reign  .   they're  so  venturesome  +  polished  that  it  makes  sense  ,   but  most  seem  to  look  past  their  gloomy  +  resentful  nature  .   when  they  come  up  in  conversation  ,   i'm  always  reminded  of  pillows  stained  with  teardrops  ,  the  flickering  of  a  lone  candlestick  ,  &  shattering  rose  colored  glasses  .   [   elle  .   ]  **  they’re  jaime’s  secret  bastard  daughter  !

*     ──     [   nathalie  kelley ,   cis  woman  ,   she  +  her  .   ]   :   in  the  frays  of  king  aerys  iii's   reign  ,  therein  remains  cassana  harlaw  nee  upcliff,  the  thirty  two  year  old  lady  of  the  ten  towers  .   rumor  has  it  that  their  loyalties  lie  with  house  arryn,  harlaw,  &  upcliff  and  they  are  against  the  targaryen  reign  .   they're  so  alluring  +  frisky  that  it  makes  sense  ,   but  most  seem  to  look  past  their  selfish  +  demanding nature  .   when  they  come  up  in  conversation  ,   i'm  always  reminded  of  blood  red  lips  parted  in  a  deep  smile,   discordant  melodies  hummed  in  the  night,  fire  crackling  well  on  into  the  morning  sun .   [   luna  .   ]

*     ──     [   aiysha  hart  ,   cis  woman  ,   she  and  her  .   ]   :   in  the  frays  of  king  aerys  iii's   reign  ,  therein  remains  shiera  upcliff,  the  twenty  eight  year  old  ward  of  the  witch  isle  .   rumor  has  it  that  their  loyalties  lie  with  house  stark  and  arryn  and  they  are  against  the  targaryen  reign  .   they're  so  instinctual  +  perceptive  that  it  makes  sense  ,   but  most  seem  to  look  past  their  mysterious  +  frightful  nature  .   when  they  come  up  in  conversation  ,   i'm  always  reminded  of  black  veins  running  up  from  two  puncture  wounds,    a  crown  of  thrones  making  a  head  bleed,   a  dulled  glimpse  of  lilac  bleeding  into  dark  irises  .   [   birdie  ,  twentyfour  ,   pacific  ,   any  ,   &   none  .   ]  *  grand  maester  of  the  northern  kingdom.

*     ──     [   nathalie  emmanuel   ,   cis  woman  ,   she  /  her  .   ]   :   in  the  frays  of  king  aerys  iii's   reign  ,  therein  remains  cassella  dayne,  the  twenty  eight  year  old  lady  of  starfall   .   rumor  has  it  that  their  loyalties  lie  with  house  dayne  &  martell  and  they  are  neutral  to  the  targaryen  reign  .   they're  so  cordial  +  stoic  that  it  makes  sense  ,   but  most  seem  to  look  past  their  dubious  +  restless  nature  .   when  they  come  up  in  conversation  ,   i'm  always  reminded  of  a  tall  frame  draped  in  sheets  of  lilac  silks ,  a  young  mind  burdened  by  more  worries  and  woes  than  joy  and  the  distinguishing  scent  of  lavender  .   [   katie  ,  25  ,   bst  ,   she/her  ,   none  .   ]

#oc rp #appless rp #period rp #got rp #fantasy rp #accepted. #me ? married to all of them now actually ? yes