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okay so,,, these have seemed pretty popular as of late and i want to jump on the bandwagon!! just comment your character's name and i'll write a description of how margaery perceives them/their aesthetic. credit to percy btw, this is such a cool idea!!
luna
"she's the silence after a snowstorm, when the world is muted and soft and the only thing you can hear is the sound of your heart beating. cold hands. warm heart. trust me when i say that she's the gentle flap of a dove's wing or the utter ferocity of a mother protecting her child. she's the smell of rosemary and thyme and sometimes when i look at her, i feel as if i'm peering at the moon itself. porcelain. ivory. steel."
warringkingdoms
"dark forests. dark secrets. she's a mystery, the embodiment of green and obsidian- smoke over jade. new friends. old friends. reassurance that doesn't come the way you want it sometimes. her heart is golden and she has so many stories to tell; if only she could remember them. she's the big sister you always wanted and she's also the feelings of recovery. perseverance. she makes me think of the way family hugs each other and doesn't let go, doesn't give up. she's not a pessimist or an optimist- she's a realist and sometimes, the thing we need the most."
hazel
"i feel hazel in the sun's warmth, in the way that it ignites the world is golds and pinks just before it dips below the horizon. she's ancient stories and she's bittersweet love songs that you play again and again until you can't get them out of your head. she is resilience and adaptability. she embodies the phrase 'never give up'. jasmine and honeysuckle and cinnamon. candles and shy touches and quiet confessions. she is ancient poems and tales of gods from long ago. most importantly, she is strength."
luna
"she's the silence after a snowstorm, when the world is muted and soft and the only thing you can hear is the sound of your heart beating. cold hands. warm heart. trust me when i say that she's the gentle flap of a dove's wing or the utter ferocity of a mother protecting her child. she's the smell of rosemary and thyme and sometimes when i look at her, i feel as if i'm peering at the moon itself. porcelain. ivory. steel."
warringkingdoms
"dark forests. dark secrets. she's a mystery, the embodiment of green and obsidian- smoke over jade. new friends. old friends. reassurance that doesn't come the way you want it sometimes. her heart is golden and she has so many stories to tell; if only she could remember them. she's the big sister you always wanted and she's also the feelings of recovery. perseverance. she makes me think of the way family hugs each other and doesn't let go, doesn't give up. she's not a pessimist or an optimist- she's a realist and sometimes, the thing we need the most."
hazel
"i feel hazel in the sun's warmth, in the way that it ignites the world is golds and pinks just before it dips below the horizon. she's ancient stories and she's bittersweet love songs that you play again and again until you can't get them out of your head. she is resilience and adaptability. she embodies the phrase 'never give up'. jasmine and honeysuckle and cinnamon. candles and shy touches and quiet confessions. she is ancient poems and tales of gods from long ago. most importantly, she is strength."
