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selkiewife · 11 months
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THROBB FORTNIGHT || Prompt: Parallels
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lady-asteria · 10 months
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Create a ASOIAF SHIPS Tier List - TierMaker
Breaking my silence- You can ask me about the ships if you want and I will give you me reasons- Or not.
Also jutice for Jaime x Cat -bc that's hate sex- and Quorin x Mance -lovers to enemies, I said what I said-
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alleyskywalker · 1 year
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Robb Stark/Jeyne Westerling
They do the best they can in the circumstances with her dress and maiden's cloak – some lace and silk ribbon sewn onto one of her white muslin dresses to spruce it up, their house sigil cut from a ruined cloak and stitched onto one of hers. Jeyne tries to not think of where they'd found an old, ruined cloak with a sigil in such haste, under what circumstances it had become ruined. (She tries to pretend she hadn't heard her mother discuss with the washerwomen how hard it is to get blood out of cloth, how they'd need to go through several, likely, before they found one that works.)
It's not what she had imagined her wedding would be like, if she'd imagined it at all. She can still hear her sister screaming, whore, traitor, as she walks down the aisle on her brother’s arm. She knows that behind her mother’s forced smile there is a pained acceptance and her uncle won’t meet her eyes. No one will meet her eyes.
She could have said no, she supposes. I’ll kill him, Raynald had sworn before she explained, hot tears running down her face: he didn’t force me. I love him.
Robb takes her hand before the septon at the altar, somber and flushed, his eyes tender. Maybe she’s a fool; maybe she should have lied. But it had been beyond her will, just as loving him was and always would be.
[send me a ship + prompt and I'll write a 3 sentence fic]
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awokenreality · 2 years
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old p4c3 (outdated)
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jeyne-stark · 1 year
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considering myself tagged by @owlsinathens
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My words are ship | frown | mother | black | ice
ship
the Harlaw AU: where Theon tells Sansa to go to Harlaw after she escapes from Ramsay
Sansa stumbled off of the ship, her legs weak. She was so glad to be back on solid ground. The baby hadn’t liked being on the ship anymore than she did, she thought, it was always kicking and shoving inside her like it was having a tantrum.
“We’re on land now,” she told it softly, a hand on her belly. The baby did not decide to stop its tantrum.
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pirates!: some pirates attack Joffrey's ship and their captain kidnaps his betrothed
Her cabin was just a touch smaller than Theon’s, and unadorned, aside from the carvings on the walls. There was a bed, an empty chest, and a hand mirror and a hair brush sitting on a low shelf. She wondered if it was Theon who thought to include them. Probably; he did mention that he prepared the cabin for her, and she didn’t think there were any other women on board.
She peeled off the too-tight gown, frowning at the angry red lines left on her skin, and lay in the bed, trying to fall asleep. It was far more comfortable than the floor of that cell would have been, especially with Joffery’s ravings in the background, and the rocking of the ship was oddly comforting, but she found herself staring at the ceiling nevertheless.
Usually her thoughts would turn to her family on nights like this, but instead they turned to Theon and his offer—his hand gentle around hers, his eyes sincere as he promised that no harm would come to her. She certainly couldn’t have said yes to him, but perhaps…if he had insisted…
mother
arranged: Jeyne is married off to Robb, who is a werewolf
Jeyne fidgeted with her embroidery, her needle never managing to come up in the right place. It was nerves. Mother had refused to tell her anything much, always claiming that she didn’t want Jeyne to worry, but Jeyne knew Father had debts and that Mother was trying to get them some more time to pay them off.
She didn’t want to think about how Mother would get them more time. Her dowry had already been used to try to pay back the loans, Eleyna’s too. They just didn’t have any more money. Even the family jewels—all their valuables, nearly everything that they had, and it was barely enough to keep their creditors at bay. What would they ask next?
The wheels of the carriage rattled on the cobblestones, and Mother swept into the foyer, looking pleased. Jeyne felt a careful bloom of hope. If they had been granted more time, they might be able to pay off the debts and avoid complete ruin.
“Jeyne, darling, you’re getting married!”
black
nostos: in which Theon and Sansa are lost in the woods
“What are you doing here?” someone roared. Sansa yelped and spun on her heel. A broad, stocky man stood in the doorway. His black, wide-brimmed hat hid his face, save for his cropped beard, shot with grey. The lantern on his belt was lit, shining through the early evening dark. He held an axe in one hand and a bundle of firewood in the other.
“My apologies, good ser,” Sansa said with a shallow curtsey. “The door opened when I knocked, and I was worried about the fire.”
His face softened. “These woods are no place for children,” he said, coming in to the mill-house. He set his axe and firewood on a table, and hung his wide hat on a hook. His grey eyes were gentle. “What are you two doing here?”
“We got lost. We’re trying to get home,” Sansa said, at the same time that Theon protested that he wasn’t a child.
“You’re more lost than you realize,” the miller said. “Come in. The night is dark here.”
ice
after many tempests, the quiet port: a season 7/8 au that desperately needs a rewrite to make the plot make sense (what else is new)
“Did I ever tell you how I got this scar?” He gestured to the large scar across his jaw, as though he had any other noticeable scars.
“Several times.” There was a song about it. Even Jeyne knew the song—Dagmer had sung it for them one night, at Jeyne’s request.
Dagmer clicked his tongue sharply. “Well, you’ll just have to hear it again. It was many years ago, when I was out on my first raid as a captain of my own ship. We were near the coast of the Stony Shore, about to raid a town, when we saw sails on the horizon.”
Theon hid his smile at the familiar turns of the story, the affection in Dagmer’s voice as he described the captain who buried her axe in his face.
“What a woman,” he said, “she must have been born in an ice-storm to have eyes that cold.”
Theon had always wondered if she was why he never married; if he had loved her so entirely that no other woman could compare.
Tagging @partialconstellations, @istaricelebelasse, @ladycatofwinterfell, @silentstep and anyone else who wants to participate with the words
rose | cloud | sleep | red | legacy
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dead-dog-dont-eat · 1 year
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Here is some more Ben 10 ocs I thought up! On the left we have Spayce and the right we have Reyne!
Reyne is a human; she is the daughter of an ex-Plumber (her father) and her stepmom is a Plumber who is still working as one. She is Irish-Mexican from her dad and is French-Puerto-Rican from her late mom; her stepmom is French-Canadian. She's autistic and has an interest in music (specifically hip-hop/rap and heavy metal) along with farming and collecting vintage stuff. She is also bisexual (wlw and wlnb) and uses she/her and they/them.
Spayce is a disguised Sludgepuppy (which Reyne knows); they're parents got killed by Plumbers and they have been raised by their older sister since. They have scars on their face because of the attack. Spayce met Reyne when they were both in third grade as Spayce's sister enrolled them in human school. They are also autistic but has PTSD and goes semiverbal when experiencing flashbacks of their parents being killed. Xe have an interest in collecting exquisite mineral rocks and crystals, along with swimming and sewning. They are an AMAB MTNB (male to nonbinary) nonbinary agender trixic demisexual lesboy and uses they/them and xe/xem.
They were both friends up until seventh grade when they started dating, became official in eighth grade, Spayce becomes engaged to Reyne in 10th grade and got married at the end of the school year. In the Picrews, they are both 20 years old and have been married for two years.
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reynesong · 10 months
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071823 New Sona! Who dis?
I finally finished the character part of my persona ref! They're literally just me lol freckles and all! I'll make a full and finished ref at some point, but here's the character for now!
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my words were rose | cloud | sleep | red | legacy
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from the Theonsa professor/TA au: Theon tries (and fails) not to be biased against the new professor joining their department and realises, that actually, they’ve met (in the carnal sense) before.
And then, Rodrik got sick, knocking their department head out of commission for at least the semester, if not the entire term, leaving the perpetually understaffed Ironborn history department scrambling to find someone to fill in on a couple of classes on such short notice. The person they found is technically qualified, but she was poached from the Northern history department—those pricks—and the ink on her diploma hasn’t even dried yet. How someone who studied the North could possibly be anything but biased against the Iron Islands, well.
Luckily, Theon is in the best possible position to watch her, because at least someone was sane enough to assign someone from within the department as her TA. It’s not quite nepotism – except it quite literally is – that he got the job. It’s also because nobody else applied for it, making him the most qualified by default.
So when she sweeps into their glorified corridor of a common room in a cloud of sunshine and with an air of superiority—real or imagined—around her, she’s already got all eyes on her and the possibility of someone already plotting her murder. It’s clear from the very first moment that she doesn’t (and won’t) fit in.
sleep
Robb survives the RW and is taken prisoner, Sansa is elected KitN instead of Jon, Robb marches North with the smallest of forces after Arya frees him; also Dany arrives at some point and is outmaneuvred from the very start. no, this doesn’t have a snappy title. also, Robb and Sansa end up sharing their Theon.
Sansa and Robb both had taken great pains in dressing for the occasion -- or rather, Sansa had done so on Robb’s behalf. He just as likely would have greeted the dragon queen in mud-stained riding leathers, but that was not the impression Sansa intended to give her. She had entered Robb’s chambers before sunrise, sending Theon scrambling to cover himself until he realised it was her stalking towards Robb’s wardrobe, flinging it open to go through its contents without so much as a by-your-leave. Robb had accepted the clothes she had chosen with bleary, sleep-crusted eyes, dressing without complaint, thick wool shirt, doublet eschewing a gambeson, leather jerkin overtop. It was Theon, of course, who had noticed that they matched and almost undid all of Sansa’s work by eagerly trying to talk them both into bed with him.
red
from threyne sharing bodyheat au:
Why must everything in this godsforsaken wasteland be so cold? Theon’s chambers had never been the warmest, he only had a little hearth and he was bad at getting up in the middle of the night to feed his fire. When Theon managed to burrow out of his nest of blankets and furs to blink at his hearth, there weren’t even embers left. Sighing, he bundled himself into his thickest blanket, took a deep breath to steel himself against his bare feet hitting the cold floors and crept out of his bedchamber toward Robb’s. Robb the little lord had a nice, big hearth, and of course the perfect little lord also was perfect at banking his fire to last. He was also only too happy to share his bed. When Theon entered the bedchamber, there was only a big lump under the blanket and a tuft of red hair peeking out of visible. The blanket lifted at his approach, he was greeted with a mumbled jumble of words and soon he was enveloped in a nice, warm cave, and two slender arms wrapped around him.
no rose or legacy, I’m afraid.
tagging @gingersprites @selkiewife and whoever else would like to participate with the words
wolf | trust | dark | fire | sea
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thecollectibles · 29 days
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Art by Tristan Reyne
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bottlesandbarricades · 4 months
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I like when people mention “The Rains of Castamere” in their hotd fanfics cause I like to think the very alive Reynes of Castamere are sat in the corner of the feast going
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deathamaranth · 10 months
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xenoblade 1 doodle dump because i love this game so much and miss it dearly
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hoshizoralone · 8 months
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shulk and his jock boyfriend and jock girlfriend
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awokenreality · 2 years
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old p2c3 (outdated) Bonus fact: Khatarian have a much better sense of vision in the dark compared to humans; the first scene in the game is actually pitch black to human eyes, but Niko can somewhat see. As a result, their eyes have to be much larger than human eyes, which causes them to have poorer vision up close (similarly to cats, not to say that they are cats, of course! that would be ridiculous!). So anything within 15-20 cm of their eyes, they cannot see clearly as appears as blobs. Yo, it’s Steve
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jeyne-stark · 1 year
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new chapter! new chapter! we wrote a thing!
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exophilia-interest757 · 4 months
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I love these. They look so awesome. I can't find a link to the artist. If anyone knows it please add it. I tried looking for it but the account doesn't exist. I want to make sure they get all the credit.
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daeyumi · 8 months
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Distant Fingertip 🗺️🏝️☁️
My full piece for @xenobladetravelzine !!!! I haven’t posted much about it here yet lol but the xenoblade series, esp the first game, is so very special to me; I was thrilled to be able to draw my favorite location from the series for this zine!! 💖
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