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"When the Prince of Dragonstone took his dragon back into the cold autumn sky, he did so with the knowledge that he had won three powerful lords and all their bannerman for his mother..."
"...Prince Jacaerys had proved himself a man, and a worthy heir to the Iron Throne."
Independent Jacaerys Velaryon from Fire & Blood, book and headcanon based with slight show influences. Written by Nadia.
Promo Credit: CaliRPH
me reblogging more memes as they come up on my feed as if my inbox isn't already double stuffed, i haven't finished my carrd yet, and i still have unfinished tags.
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ* ARRANGED MARRIAGE SENTENCE STARTERS 3.0
arranged marriage themed starters based on this, only revamped and with many added lines! change pronouns, names, or make any other adaptations as needed!
UNHAPPY MATCHES
❝ I would rather die than marry the likes of you. ❞
❝ I will run away! I won’t accept this marriage! ❞
❝ I cannot accept this. I will not marry them – my heart belongs to someone else. ❞
❝ Please – please do not make me wed them! ❞
❝ Anyone else would be better! Please, I know you can find me a better match! ❞
❝ I will never love you! ❞
❝ It isn’t fair! I don’t even know them! ❞
❝ Why him? Can't I marry [name] instead? ❞
❝ He doesn't want me, nor I him. Why force us to marry? ❞
❝ Find me another bride. Any other bride. ❞
❝ I don't want to marry him and go to the other side of the realm, away from everything and everyone I have ever known. ❞
❝ She is not the bride I want. You know that. ❞
❝ She is as pretty as a painting, and lovely in every sense, I'm sure. So give her to a husband who will love her, and let me have the one my heart desires. ❞
❝ I agreed to it for an alliance, and her family failed to deliver. I will not marry her. ❞
❝ I'm a prince of the realm, even if I'm not heir to the throne. This match is beneath me. ❞
❝ I will not accept a bride that is not of our lineage. Our ancient blood is not to be mixed with the blood of other men. ❞
❝ Why must I marry the enemy for the sake of an alliance? Why am I the adequate sacrifice to make? ❞
❝ She hates me, she hates all of our family, and for good reason. Don't make me marry her. ❞
❝ My entire family is dead because of his. His entire family is dead because of mine. Do you truly believe marrying us will be enough? ❞
❝ Joining our two bloodlines solves nothing. There is no undoing the bloodshed between us. ❞
❝ He loved her. He will never love me. ❞
❝ Go through with it and you're sentencing him to death. I do not jest when I say I will rid myself of him sooner or later. ❞
DUTY
❝ Do not touch me! I only married you for duty, stay away from me! ❞
❝ I shall fulfill my duty, but that is all. Please do not touch me unless you must. ❞
❝ I do not care what you want, we did not marry out of love. ❞
❝ We are only marrying because I need an heir. What you do and with who beyond that does not matter to me. ❞
❝ Even though I have been told this would be my duty my entire life, I still can’t quite accept it. ❞
❝ You knew this day would come. People like us only marry for duty, dear. ❞
❝ Love is not the priority for the likes of us. ❞
❝ Marrying for love is a delusion. ❞
❝ Ours is a union of duty. You would do well to remember that. ❞
❝ Every good child knows: duty before your heart’s desire. ❞
❝ I shall marry you only because I must. ❞
❝ Even if we married for duty, our union can still become one of true love. ❞
❝ Duty brought us together, but it is love that will make this bearable. ❞
❝ I do not have to like it, only to fulfill my duty. ❞
❝ I know you wouldn't have chosen me, as I wouldn't have chosen you. But it's our duty to see this through. ❞
❝ I have to place duty first. It's what is expected of me. ❞
❝ I have been betrothed to him for years. I have to do my duty, even if I yearn to be with you instead. ❞
❝ This will be more bearable if we both fulfill our duties. ❞
❝ I am not what you wanted, but I swear to you I shall fulfill my duties as your husband as well as I can — and leave you alone as much as you wish, should that be your preference. ❞
LOVE
❝ Love can be built, too. And if you’re willing, I would like to try and learn to love you. ❞
❝ I do not care about power and wealth. I want to marry for love. ❞
❝ A marriage is a marriage – love or arranged. Both require the same level of commitment. ❞
❝ My father used to say the strongest loves are built by choice, not by chance. ❞
❝ Do you believe in love at first sight? I think I’m already in love with you. ❞
❝ You will learn to love. You have to be determined to grow a love that will sustain your marriage for a lifetime. ❞
❝ We were friends once, do you remember? I know much has happened since, but there was fondness between us before. Perhaps there may yet be love, one day. ❞
❝ I know there is blood and war between us, that we have both lost much, but I do not wish for either of us to feel like this union is a prison. I wish for love — or respect, at the very least. ❞
❝ We are the last ones alive after years of war. This match was meant to unify our enemy bloodlines and end the conflict, no more — so why is it I find myself caring for you? ❞
❝ Your mother and I married for love, but we are the exception, not the rule. ❞
❝ I want to elope, like mother and father did. ❞
❝ We are already betrothed — why not marry right now? ❞
❝ We were meant for each other from the moment we were born. I would make you my wife right this instant, should that be your wish. ❞
❝ I hadn't dared dream an arranged match would find me a wife I now love more than life itself. ❞
❝ If I believed such things, I would say we were always meant to be. ❞
❝ My betrothed is sweet — but I long for deep, passionate, all-consuming love, not sweet. ❞
❝ If you want my love, show me your devotion. ❞
❝ Is it evil that I'm unsure I can love him? He is perfectly suitable, but... ❞
❝ I do not think he can love me. We get along well enough, but something is missing. ❞
❝ We have fire in our blood. There will never be love between us if he fears the flames. ❞
❝ The sea is in our blood. He can only love me if he is brave enough to navigate the waves. ❞
❝ We are rulers of the skies. How could he ever love someone who lacks her own wings? ❞
STRIFE
❝ You refuse me to give yourself to a peasant?! ❞
❝ I understand not wanting me, but favoring a commoner instead? I should kill him for daring to get close to you. ❞
❝ You are mine now. Act properly. ❞
❝ Who you loved before is meaningless. We are married now, and your lover will remain in the past. ❞
❝ I am your wife! I will not be humiliated like this. ❞
❝ Do not forget who I am, my lord. Married though we may be, I'm a crown princess still — and my family shall not take kindly to you mistreating me. ❞
❝ Am I so inadequate as your wife that you need to seek another's bed? ❞
❝ I know peace and politics dictated our marriage, but must you avoid me so? ❞
❝ Leave me be. I fulfill my marital duties as required, but I am not bound to give anything more. ❞
❝ You did not want me, and I did not want you. We agreed on that. So why are you so offended I enjoy the company of another when you yourself do the same? ❞
❝ What do you wish of me, husband? Is it not enough to have the last of my living kin locked in her chambers? To sit the throne you have taken from my father? What more can you desire from me? ❞
❝ I hate this place. It will never be home, and I will never love you. ❞
❝ You are my wife. I would not see my lady wife looking miserable for all court to see. ❞
❝ You are my queen. Do you realize how many other maidens would kill to be in your place, even as you sulk about it? ❞
❝ My own brother, taking my wife to bed? I did not expect such a betrayal from the two of you. ❞
❝ My sister was the better option, I know. You would have preferred she was the one given to you, but alas, we cannot always have what we want. ❞
❝ The man I most despise in this world, and you see it fit to spend time in his company?! I cannot accept it from my betrothed. ❞
❝ You are my betrothed. I would know what you were doing with him. ❞
❝ My lord should know I will not take kindly to mistresses once we are wedded. ❞
❝ You are mine — or will be, soon enough. Do not dare even look at another. ❞
❝ This was my home once, and you ruined it. ❞
ARRANGEMENTS
❝ You will not give my only child to that monster! ❞
❝ It's insulting that you would even suggest a match so beneath my daughter. ❞
❝ She is a princess. She won’t be wed to someone lesser. ❞
❝ You marry our daughter to whomever you desire, when my corpse is cold in my grave, husband. ❞
❝ He will marry the one we chose, not that peasant! ❞
❝ Wed your son to my daughter, or my daughter to your son — better yet, both. Our bloodlines should be joined as one. ❞
❝ Our daughters and your sons. Wouldn't it be lovely to have them wedded? ❞
❝ My granddaughter should sooner slit that man's throat than share his bed. I should advise her to do just that. ❞
❝ My daughter will marry him, for the good of the realm. I do not care how old he is. ❞
❝ You will do as you’re told and marry them! ❞
❝ We picked the best match available for you. ❞
❝ It is the best we managed. I am sorry you don’t like them, but there was no other way. ❞
❝ You are a princess. You will have to agree to a match eventually. ❞
❝ There are so many good proposals! How come none is to your tastes? ❞
❝ Our bloodline must continue, and for that, you need to marry and have heirs. ❞
❝ I will never let them ship you off to a stranger. ❞
❝ You will not be sold for power like I was. ❞
❝ I won’t let them trade you for their alliance! ❞
❝ The arrangement was made when you were both still children. It is much too late to go back on it. ❞
❝ Only kings would be worthy of you. We will accept no less on your behalf. ❞
❝ It is a good match, better than expected. You will marry her. ❞
❝ My daughter will not marry him. I do not care that he's a prince, nor that it could aid in building peace. That boy will not have her. ❞
❝ I do not care if you would go through with it. I would die before letting that boy have you — better yet, I would rather kill him. ❞
❝ They did not honor their word. I know that for years you expected to marry him, but we are calling off the betrothal. ❞
❝ She will make a fine queen and a fine mother. And she is the only adequate match for you besides, whether you like it or not. ❞
❝ We need to find a suitable match for her, before she brings dishonor upon herself. ❞
❝ They have been betrothed for years. It is time we marry them, I should think. ❞
❝ You shall be wedded soon. His claim will be more secure with suitable heirs of his own. ❞
BEGINNINGS
❝ You are not at all what I imagined. ❞
❝ I know you hold no love for me. How could you when we are practically strangers? And I know we may never come to love each other, but we can at least be friends. ❞
❝ The descriptions I heard did not do justice to your beauty. ❞
❝ You are lovely. I am lucky you are to be wed to me. ❞
❝ I must admit I expected far worse from an arranged marriage. ❞
❝ I want to know you better if we are to be wed. Tell me about the things you like. ❞
❝ Am I not what you expected? ❞
❝ You seem disappointed… I may not be as handsome as you expected, but I shall never treat you unkindly. ❞
❝ This is your home too, now. You are free to go wherever you wish. ❞
❝ How odd we have been betrothed for so long but never saw each other before our wedding day. ❞
❝ It's good, to finally put a face to the name I heard spoken so often. ❞
❝ What can I possibly do to thaw the ice surrounding my lovely bride? ❞
❝ I have not seen you smile since we met, princess. What grave sin have I committed to be met with such derision? ❞
❝ I loathe to admit that even your traitor's blood cannot diminish how beautiful you are. ❞
❝ Beautiful, as well as clever. Were you not the usurper's daughter, I may have come to love you. ❞
❝ So very charming. Were you not sitting my father's throne, I may have taken some liking to you. ❞
❝ We've met before, I know, I know. But can we not make this a new beginning? ❞
❝ I should like to put our differences behind us, difficult though it may be. We are to be wedded, after all. Let this be a new beginning. ❞
❝ I hope, in time, this will be your home. ❞
❝ Know that I shall fulfill every duty to you, as your wife. ❞
❝ I know there are prettier brides, but I'll do all that is expected of me most dutifully. ❞
THE MATCHED
❝ In just a few days I will be wed to someone I never met. ❞
❝ It's so odd to think my entire life will change so fast. A person I don’t even know, bound to me for life. ❞
❝ I know they plan to marry me off to someone soon, even if no one said a thing yet. ❞
❝ How could you agree to this without even asking me what I want? ❞
❝ I do not wish to leave home. My betrothed lives in such a different place… ❞
❝ We have been promised to each other for years, and yet we have never met. ❞
❝ They are deciding your life for you! How can you simply accept it?! ❞
❝ There is no reason to make a fuss. I have known for years that someday I would be married to some stranger my family found suitable. ❞
❝ What do you think your betrothed will be like? ❞
❝ Who do you think they'll marry us to? ❞
❝ What do you think of your betrothed so far? You two seemed to get along. ❞
❝ He is so gallant! I hope they choose him for me. ❞
❝ Wouldn't she make a lovely bride? I would not mind marrying her. ❞
❝ I begged mother to marry [name] instead, but she didn't do anything to change my fate. ❞
❝ I begged them to marry you instead. I know we could have been happy together. ❞
❝ I'm glad you are the one they chose for me. ❞
❝ Were it anyone else, I might rebel. You, I shall gladly marry. ❞
❝ We have been promised for years. Shouldn't we be married already? ❞
❝ I know it is the way of things, but to have a betrothal announced like that... I wasn't expecting it. ❞
❝ He was wedded once before. How can I ever live up to the wife he had before? ❞
❝ What is my betrothed like? ❞
❝ Do I have any say on it? At least give me options and allow me to choose. ❞
FOR THE FAMILIES
❝ Through them, we shall finally join our bloodlines! ❞
❝ Our children make quite the pair. I am glad they seem to get along so easily. ❞
❝ It's a bitter thing, to join hands after everything. More bitter still that it is at the cost of my child's happiness. ❞
❝ Pray your child treats mine well. I will not abide anything less. ❞
❝ He is kind, brave, gentle, strong. Your daughter will be in good hands. ❞
❝ She makes a lovely bride. Lovelier than he deserves. ❞
❝ Poison would be best, but hard to come by. Slit his throat in his sleep and rid yourself of the filth they forced you to marry. ❞
❝ I cannot do as you wish, my love. That decision is beyond me. ❞
❝ As women, we control so little of our fate. ❞
❝ You will one day be his lady, and occupy my place as head of the house alongside your lord husband. A great responsibility, but one I know you shall bear well. ❞
❝ My daughter is what I have of most precious. I pray you cherish her as she deserves. ❞
❝ No alliance will make me accept you as family. You are undeserving of my child. ❞
❝ The king may have ruled in favor of this match, but I have half a mind to slay you where you stand before you can get anywhere near my daughter. ❞
❝ I don't care for peace, I will not give my daughter to the likes of you. ❞
❝ My son will have a fitting queen. Nothing less will suffice. ❞
❝ Sweetling, there's no need for tears. We may not marry for love, but we learn to bear it. ❞
❝ My gentle boy. Would that you could live the romance your heart yearns for. ❞
❝ This will be hard, but if anyone can make it work, I know you can, my child. ❞
❝ None of us could hope to be half as charming as you. If you wish to gain your husband's affection, I'm certain you will succeed. ❞
❝ Do you truly think I'd let my child be married to a monster? Of course I got rid of him. ❞
❝ There is bad blood between our families, but I promise you shall never be treated unkindly here. ❞
❝ Now that you two are wedded, I am hoping for grandchildren soon. ❞
AMBITION AND ALLIANCES
❝ A title is all I am to you. Don't pretend otherwise. ❞
❝ You married me for my claim, I know that! I just thought, given time, we could grow to be fond of each other. ❞
❝ Remember what is at stake. Peace relies on our union. ❞
❝ Both our lands benefit from our match – and I know you will be a good queen. ❞
❝ We were wed for an alliance, but this doesn’t need to be terrible. We can at least be friends. ❞
❝ I married you for your title. I do not care for love. ❞
❝ It would be naive to think a single union will end decades of conflict. This is just the beginning. ❞
❝ They found me someone rich to marry! I will finally have everything I want. ❞
❝ I do not care my betrothed is not handsome – I only care that he is rich. ❞
❝ With this match, I will be queen. ❞
❝ Our marriage strengthens your claim. They cannot quest your heirs, undoubtedly of pure, old blood. ❞
❝ I would marry anyone to become royalty. ❞
❝ This will save our house from doom. ❞
❝ Our son remains unmarried. We may yet use this to form a valuable alliance. ❞
❝ What we decide here is the future of the realm. It needs to be a carefully considered match. ❞
❝ You gained a bride of undisputed lineage for your son. We gained a crown for our daughter. A superb arrangement for all involved, I dare say. ❞
IMPOSSIBLE LOVES
❝ My heart is yours, but we cannot be together. My family would never agree to a match like this. ❞
❝ I too am in love with someone else, but they will never allow me to marry my beloved. Why don’t we make an agreement? ❞
❝ The match is already made but I cannot accept it. I love you! ❞
❝ It is you I love! I could not bear to be with them instead. ❞
❝ Marrying them will give the realm peace. I have to agree to the match, even if you are the one I truly love. ❞
❝ I will never love him as much as I love you. ❞
❝ You would be my choice — but you know the choice is not mine to make. ❞
❝ I'm the heir to the throne. I cannot give up on everything for love. ❞
❝ My father wrote. He said... he said — I am to be married. To — oh gods, he wants to marry me to your brother. ❞
❝ Marry me. I care not if you are beneath my station, I want you. ❞
❝ Would you still have me? I love you, but I know the match made for you would be better. ❞
❝ If you do love me as I love you, marry me. Now. ❞
❝ They cannot make me marry him if we are married already. ❞
❝ You're a prince. We can surely find someone who will agree to wed us if you ask. ❞
❝ Marry me. Your betrothed can do nothing if I've already taken you to wife. ❞
❝ I'll duel him for your hand. ❞
❝ They already whisper about us. Why deny ourselves the pleasure when we're already condemned for the sin? ❞
❝ Only a [family name] can love a [family name]. ❞
❝ As much as I love you, I have nothing. I could give you nothing but my love. ❞
❝ If I can't have you, I shall love only the gods. ❞
❝ If I cannot have her, I shall take no wife and father no children. ❞
❝ Do you have any idea of how torturous that would be? To see you every day, knowing you can never be mine? ❞
❝ I'll make you mine. I won't let you be given to anyone else. ❞
❝ Take no wife. Refuse it. Even if we cannot marry, stay with me. ❞
❝ Promise me you'll never love her. Promise me your heart will remain mine. ❞
usfw prompts , less cringy edition ; accepting.
@sickfcks said : [ OVERSTIMULATED ] sender repeatedly making receiver orgasm for orange & anna .
she should've known by the look in his eyes over dinner, she realizes – that he'd had something up his sleeve, had something planned for them tonight that wasn't their normal routine of crawling into bed to watch a movie. no, this was something else entirely, although their bed was still involved . . . albeit now a mess beneath her trembling body, her thighs pressed to either side of his head, her hands curled into soft blonde hair as his tongue continues to work against her clit.
“james.”
drawled out low and heavy, as if the weight of his name on her lips expands past the amount of energy she has left in her body; it might've, too, given she's lost count of just how many times he's unraveled her here, so sensitive now that it takes little more than a few delicate flicks of his tongue and a shift of his fingers curling against her g-spot to send her panting and pulling at his hair. surely she hadn't earned this – hadn't done anything so lovely to deserve him, and yet . . .
“baby, please, i can't –” can't anything, really, shifting on soaked sheets beneath her body, unable to tell what was sweat and what was her. a tremor through her body as she pulls harder at his hair, willing him to stop for the moment, but it's far too late for that now, another gentle caress of his fingers inside of her and she's falling again, body overtaken by another orgasm that washes over her. head thrown back against pillows once more, his name falling from her lips in a succession of barely audible breaths.
usfw prompts , less cringy edition ; accepting.
@br4wl said : [ GRIND ] sender grinds on receivers thigh , for cora and mox .
what was meant to be training for her in ring return had quickly devolved into something else entirely, the makeshift ring she'd begged him for in their garage now no longer in use for her to run the ropes – not when he'd pulled her into the corner and held her there as if both of their lives had depended on it, had pulled her up from her feet just a little to notch her smaller frame against his to give him the friction he'd wanted to grind himself against the bare skin of her thigh. a grumble at first, brushing stray hairs from her face, back of her hand wiping away sweat from her brow in the action as brown eyes focus on his face, pout of her bottom lip as she feels the swollen head of him through his shorts.
“you're not – taking me seriously.”
she says with a huff, trying to retain her level of professionalism, trying to not fall into the delicious trap he's set before her. but it's too easy curl her fingers into the thin fabric of his tank top, to keen up and press her lips against his – all greedy mouth, who needed to train further, anyways?
usfw prompts , less cringy edition ; accepting.
@sickfcks said : [ PUSH ] sender pushes receiver onto bed + reverse , for cora and seth .
his very presence grates at her being, the way he carries himself an affront to her – a sickening display, considering just how very much so he's her type. considering just how much so with every action she should want to find herself running for the hills for only draws her in deeper. red flags were many on both sides, and yet here they were again, seth pushing and prodding at her until the levee broke, and black nails curl around his wrist, digging stiletto points into the flesh as she steadies him with a gaze.
“enough.”
all fun and games until cora got her feelings a little too hurt, a little too much like punk to allow the game to go on for too long before she was tired of his antics and more interested in his actions. warn brown eyes flicker over his shoulder to the large bed, untouched and made pristine – a devilish curl of lips as she loosens her hold on his wrist to plant a rough, forceful shove to his shoulders to send him wheeling back to the mattress. once, twice, three times. until he's flush against the comforter, and cora can toe out of her converse just quick enough to slink on top of him and pin his wrists to either side of his head, pressing her ass down to his groin.
“i'm tired of hearing you talk. do something more productive with your mouth.”
no option given, she releases one of his wrists to curl her own hand underneath the scraps of fabric she calls a shirt, peeling it from her frame to toss to the floor, leaning down to press heaving chest closer to him as her hips set a gentle rolling pace against him through their clothes.
time to put on my very elaborate smut writing playlist.
* ― ﴾ 𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜 ﴿ : 𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.
personally , i’m tired of the secondhand embarrassment. so here’s a random assortment of nsfw actions and dialogue prompts that don’t feel too over the top. ( don’t forget to add [ reverse ] if you’d like to see the receiver perform the action. )
actions.
[ PULL ]: sender pulls receivers hair.
[ HICKEY ]: sender gives receiver a hickey.
[ TRAIL ]: sender leaves a trail of kisses down receivers stomach.
[ HIPS ]: sender pulls receiver in closer by the hips.
[ KNEES ]: sender lowers themselves to their knees.
[ STRIPTEASE ]: sender teasingly strips their clothes.
[ STRIP ]: sender undresses receiver.
[ GRIND ]: sender grinds on receivers thigh.
[ ORAL ]: sender goes down on receiver.
[ PASSENGER ]: sender touches receiver while sender is driving.
[ DRIVER ]: sender goes down on / touches receiver while receiver is driving.
[ OVERSTIMULATED ]: sender repeatedly making receiver orgasm.
[ PUBLIC ]: sender and receiver have sex somewhere public.
[ CAR ]: sender and receiver have sex in a car.
[ CONTROL ]: sender is riding receiver and receiver takes control by guiding their hips.
[ SHY ]: sender covers their face and receiver moves their hands away.
[ EYES ]: sender makes receiver look them in the eyes.
[ BEG ]: sender begs receiver to touch / fuck them.
[ MORNING ]: sender wakes receiver up with sex.
[ STRADDLE ]: sender sits in receivers lap to tease them.
[ CAMERA ]: sender records receiver.
[ RECORD ]: sender is recorded by receiver.
[ MOUTH ]: sender puts their fingers into receivers mouth.
[ LOVE ]: sender tells receiver they love them during.
[ PUSH ]: sender pushes receiver onto bed.
dialogue.
“ you look so pretty like this. “
“ i want to spend all night learning every sound you make. “
“ let me take care of you. “
“ i’m not wearing any underwear right now. “
“ you’re really good at that. “
“ god, you’re so wet / hard …. “
“ i think about you when i touch myself. “
“ tell me what you want. “
“ please touch / fuck me. “
“ i love teasing you. “
“ touch yourself for me. “
“ i get so wet / hard around you. “
“ get on your knees. “
“ you’re such a tease. “
“ tell me you’re mine. “
“ i’m yours. “
“ i want you to cum for me. “
“ i want you to cum in me. “
“ i’ll be good, i promise. “
“ you’re doing so good for me. “
“ you feel so good. “
“ you sound so pretty when you moan. “
“ i could be your toy. “
“ fuck me like you love me. “
“ i’m gonna cum- “
“ i just want to feel something. “
“ i wanna be on top this time. “
just kennedy walsh being a cute cinnamon roll.
“oh, that wasn't what i – ” she flushes crimson, porcelain cheeks colored in an instant as his hand extends between them. sansa had only meant to tease him a little, to shake him from whatever reverie had taken hold of him within his mind to cause the silence, a silence she had not known to come from him, in truth. but, who was she to deny him this? her hand floats feather soft down into his, a gentle smile curling onto her lips as she nods.
“ i believe we both might end up in trouble for bad manners if i said no. ” her hand squeezes his lightly, as if to tell him she is only jesting, that she wouldn't agree if she hadn't wanted to. and maybe in her own way, without truly knowing it, this had been what sansa had wanted all along – though admitting to such was . . . far beyond her willingness. he was the prince, and wasn't meant for fleeting girlish thoughts and ideas.
“ is there something troubling you, prince jacaerys? ”
@petitmortes asked: Aren't you going to dance? / from sansa !
𝕵𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖉𝖌𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖑, 𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖌𝖆𝖟𝖊 𝖋𝖎𝖝𝖊𝖉 𝖔𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖜𝖎𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖉𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖇𝖊𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖍𝖎𝖒, yet his thoughts were far from the music or the festive atmosphere. He had avoided the dance floor all evening, his usual lively demeanor subdued by a weight he couldn't quite shake. But when a voice reached his ears, soft yet carrying a note of gentle challenge, he turned to face her.
For a moment, Jace hesitated, caught off guard by the Northern beauty's question. Sansa was poised, her auburn hair gleaming in the candlelight, and her presence exuded a calm that was both inviting and disarming. Realizing his silence had stretched too long, he offered her a smile—small, perhaps a bit strained, but genuine.
"My apologies, Lady Sansa," he said, inclining his head slightly. "I've been rather sullen tonight, haven't I? It seems I forgot my manners." His voice was warm, despite the lingering shadows in his eyes.
Extending his hand to her, Jace let the smile soften, a trace of his usual charm returning. "May I have this dance, my lady?" he asked, his tone lighter now, as if her question had sparked something within him that had been dulled by his earlier mood.
she should not have spoken, a fact that rings so painfully within her temples as she watches his attention turn to her – as she watches eyes that had forgotten about her flicker back with life at remembrance of her in the corner. it was a mistake she made often enough now, the reminder that as a bastard she was meant to be not seen nor heard, whereas the position she'd been so used to had been anything but; a lady of her standing was used to being present and in center, used to having eyes upon her . . . sansa would've given anything to slink back into the shadow of the corner of the chamber now, back into the forgottenness of her seat, to where littlefinger had told her to play her role as little mouse to listen and little else.
“ father does not wish for me to sit with you. ” she replies coolly, placid as her gaze shifts back to her embroidery. it was easier to not look at him, to not acknowledge features that held a sickening familiarity she could not explain – looking at him made her think of robb. of bran and rickon. in her trailing thoughts, she forgets the placement of her needle; forgets that which her hands know better than all else, and before sansa can stop it from happening, her needle plunges into the soft flesh of her index finger.
embroidery clatters to the floor as if it's bitten her, metal sticking from porcelain digit, before she plucks it out and sticks the pad between her lips, brows wrought together. a shake of her head, a moment – or is it several? before sansa, no, alayne, lifts blue eyes to meet maron's once more. “ my opinions hold no weight here, they are as useful as the difference between whether you choose to do something based off of your indiscrimination or your indifference, lord greyjoy. which is to say . . . not at all. ”
she shifts up from her seat, stretching long legs from where they'd been tucked so gracefully underneath her as she stands to full height before bending just as carefully to retrieve her embroidery. with it in hand once again, she sits down in the chair petyr had previously occupied. “ what has he promised you? ” no fineries, no sweet, simpering smile; she doesn't play that game anymore. “ in his letters to get you here, what deal has he offered that you found so entrancing to brave the probability that he would not simply have you thrown from the moon door? ”
HE SHOULDN'T BE HERE . far removed from all he knows and all he's comfortable with , strangely in the hands of a man he knew not to trust . what had driven him to answer Baelish's invitation , the young Salt Prince couldn't say anymore . curiosity , perhaps . the scent of a chance he'd be stupid not to take ; the scent of an offer he might benefit from . home was far behind him , usurped and out of reach , and allies were few and far between . . . and while he only vaguely remembered the man from the few times Stannis had brought him to court , he knew better than to underestimate Littlefinger . a man with a liar's tongue and the morals of a sewer rat didn't survive in the world without cleverness . and it was the clever people , one shouldn't insult .
all the way through the long and daunting conversations , he had shoved the notion from his head that nothing but thin air lay below his feet for miles upon miles . he had swallowed the unease and erased the memory of his fall , down , down into the abyss the day Robert Baratheon had laid siege to Pyke and life as he knew it had ended . to say the Eyrie unnerved him would be an understatement . and still , the Greyjoy sat , apparently calm , listening , conversing . . . breathing a sigh of relief at Baelish's laughter to his last statement and the view of his back leaving the room , to find a servant . more wine . more food . more everything .
what he had not expected , was a voice piping up from a corner of the room he had almost forgotten about .
quiet , busy with her work until now , he had initially noticed her and still looked somewhat surprised to eventually hear her speak . the name had slipped his mind , but her connection to Littlefinger had not . and that , perhaps had been the most surprising aspect of it all . brows arched , his bright , ocean - blue eyes settling on her petite form in a way most would describe as unsettling , but his voice remained a calm singsong . " ah , but indiscriminately is not quite the same as a lack of thought and care , is it ? " he tilted his head ever so lightly . " just because I'd be willing to kill anyone does not mean I wish to kill everyone . the Vale is quite safe , my lady . no worries . "
those he wished to see dead were plundering the Reach after all . far enough from the kraken's grasp , no matter how long it stretched its tentacles .
" why won't you sit with us ? take part in the conversation ? " a gesture towards one of the empty chairs at the table , and a touch of a smile in the corners of his lips . cocky , no doubt . self - assured . for but a moment , one perhaps could see the likeness between him and Theon , were it not for the fact that unlike his younger brother , Maron breathed and lived Ironborn . he smiled and spoke calmly , washing a feeling of ease and humor into these godforsaken halls , but underneath it all lingered an undercurrent and the unpredictable nature of the sea . " after all , it seems like you have some opinions yourself . "
this is a gift , it comes with a price . independent, highly selective multi-muse roleplay blog. featuring muses from wrestling, house of the dragon, a song of ice and fire, interview with the vampire, and more ! minors do not interact. will contain triggering & sensitive topics, follow at your own behest. #PETITMORTES , as slaughtered by mowgli, 28 / cst / she+hers .
who is the lamb & who is the knife ?
at a friend’s playing a board game — but i willllll be home later tonight to do some things
i made it to the weekend — which means replies and things are coming soon™️
*** added muses / changes !!
changes.
floris baratheon is now portrayed by poppy drayton.
helaena targaryen will now . . . sometimes . . . be portrayed by thea sofie loch naess. argue w/ a wall idc.
additions.
myranda royce , portrayed by charithra chandran.
desmera redwyne , portrayed by nicola coughlan.
alysanne blackwood , portrayed by marina moschen.
tyshara lannister , portrayed by michelle randolph.
ps , i work the next two days and since it drains the existence from me i won't be writing here much but i will be lurking and am around for plotting / figuring out dynamics and such either here or on discord <3
*** added muses / changes !!
changes.
floris baratheon is now portrayed by poppy drayton.
helaena targaryen will now . . . sometimes . . . be portrayed by thea sofie loch naess. argue w/ a wall idc.
additions.
myranda royce , portrayed by charithra chandran.
desmera redwyne , portrayed by nicola coughlan.
alysanne blackwood , portrayed by marina moschen.
tyshara lannister , portrayed by michelle randolph.
be honest would u guys hate me if i recast helaena
to add more hotd / asoiaf characters or to not add more hotd / asoiaf characters
me staring at my additional muses i’m going to add list: you can’t just cast all the actresses from bridgerton
also me: SAYS WHO
to add more hotd / asoiaf characters or to not add more hotd / asoiaf characters
to add more hotd / asoiaf characters or to not add more hotd / asoiaf characters
reverse meme call — like this post and i’ll comb through your meme tag and send a few your way <3
heppy wednesday from ur local sleepy vet med nurse
asking the chat bc i am suddenly having doubts —
reverse meme call — like this post and i’ll comb through your meme tag and send a few your way <3
i really need to do my carrd, i REALLY need to do my carrd
tired of walking on eggshells pretending like i don’t care about shipping when i do actually. sue me but i crave romance and i think it’s fun to write. i WANT to ship my characters. i don’t care if our first interaction is setting the foundation for a plotted ship. the best part is this still doesn’t mean shipping is my main focus but god the purist culture the rp community has developed around shipping and painting it as some moderately taboo thing that you should only ever indulge at a strict minimum is so exhausting. ship with me.