#Robb { Verses }

[nick-cassidy]

I love indycar actually

very American voice: what the heck man????

engineer: …. So I’m guessing ur okay

#THE BIBLE VERSE IN HIS HELMET . I KNOW YOUUUU #sting ray Robb I’ll remember you forever #txt

[west1rosi]

@khalesci asked:❝ you are strangely quiet. how do you feel, i wonder? ❞ (val)

"I   thought   you   dragons   had   magical   powers.   Guess   mind   reading   is   not   one   of   them."   The   jest   is   done   with   ease,   the   wielding   brings   the   cup   of   ale   to   her   fingers.   She   had   never   been   a   wild   one,   in   the   way   perhaps,   kneelings   would   think   of   her   and   her   folk.   Val   is   a   quiet   beauty,   until   she   isn't.   "Merely   observing.   Never   figure   out   dragons   and   wolves   to   get   along."   Eyes   fall   across   the   room   where   the   Kings   in   the   North   (   well,   at   least   one   is   hers   as   she   follows,   the   other   shall   remain   beyond   south   of   the   Wall   if   it   was   for   her   )   spoke.   In   her   time   knowing   the   Crow,   she   had   barely   seen   Jon   Snow   smile.   Yet,   there   he   was,   smiling   and   jesting   with   his   brother.  

He   would   never   stay   wielding   now,   she   thinks   to   herself.   "Are   you   trying   to   converse   with   me,   Dragoness?   Most   of   your   time   here   was   spent   awakening   that   wolf   of   yours.   Try   a   bit   further   and   everyone   in   the   North   will   hear   him   howl."   Mischievous   eyes   dance   with   amusement,   spoken   of   a   reality   that   no   one   dares   to   speak   aloud   to   a   King   or   a   Queen.   But   Val   is   not   kneeling,   and   in   any   case,   they   consider   her   a   princess   in   these   lands,   princesses   can   say   what   they   want.

#khalesci #⸻ . ✷ ❛ answered asks ❜ 〉blow the horn . #because she WOULD tease dany about robb in his survival verse #dany should do the same

[redrikki]

Chapters: 3/7 Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Asha Greyjoy | Yara Greyjoy & Theon Greyjoy, Theon Greyjoy & Robb Stark, Asha Greyjoy | Yara Greyjoy & Robb Stark Characters: Asha Greyjoy | Yara Greyjoy, Theon Greyjoy, Robb Stark, Grey Wind | Robb Stark's Direwolf Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Time Travel, Time Travel Fix-It, Time travel fuck it up different, Canon-Typical Violence, Canonical Character Death, Hostage Situations, Greyjoy Family Feels, Mental Health Issues, Ableist Language Series: Part 2 of Second Verse Summary:

In a world where the War of the Five Kings goes very differently, Asha Greyjoy sails north to retrieve her brother.

Sequel to Second Verse where a time traveling Theon Greyjoy has made some changes, not all of them for the better.

#my fic #a song of ice and fire #second verse #asha greyjoy #theon greyjoy #robb stark

[scriptorxfabularum]

@incissam continued from here~

     HE EYED THE BOTTLE SHE was holding out to him suspiciously. “Is that the same medicine the Maester brought yesterday?” He knew the answer to the question even before Daenerys had a chance to speak. One hand came out from underneath the furs to take the bottle from her when he -once again- was taken by surprise by a coughing fit.

     When he had caught his breath again, he took the bottle from her grip and sniffed at the contents. “I think you are trying to poison me,” he complained. “That would work out better for you if we were wed.” The moment he realized what he had said, he turned a shade of red that clashed violently with his auburn hair and the attempt to hide it by more coughing was an obvious ploy. Though it did make him even more out of breath than he had already been.

     A couple of moments to catch his breath, and he pressed the bottle to his lips, before tipping it back, pulling a face as he swallowed the liquid down. “Poison,” he whispered, his voice suffering more and more as the day went on. “You ARE trying to poison me.” It needed no further explanation about how FOUL the tonic was.

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[multusxcastalides]

@incissam

     Robb and his troops had arrived at Riverrun a couple of days ahead of the rest of his war camp, most of the people that had stayed behind not being soldiers and therefore had no business in a battle. It had meant though, that Daenerys had not been with him for a couple of days. And despite having been plenty busy in the meantime, he could not wait for her to join him at his family’s castle.

     Stood on the battlements, he watched as the train of wagons began riding through the gates. A servant was waiting for Daenerys near the gate, to intercept her, take her to her chambers to freshen up, and then bring her to him.

     Rain started to fall, yet he stayed where he was, watching his men and followers file through the gates, waiting for his silver-haired companion to join him.

     He only looked up when he heard footsteps coming closer, glancing over his shoulder, despite already knowing who it was. “How was your journey?” He asked, pushing away from the battlements, his auburn hair sticking to his forehead in wet curls, dripping rain into his eyes. He wiped at his face once, smiling at the Targaryen princess. “A lot has happened since we last spoke, what have you heard?”

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[lykosog]

Closed starter for @rexaestate​

Baratheon, Arryn, Tully, Stark...an alliance that had defeated a greater dynasty than the Lannisters could ever dream of being.

At first, back when his father was still only kept a prisoner at the Red Keep, it seemed possible to rebuilt it in order to put the real rightful king on the throne. However, the Baratheon brothers were too busy now fighting against each other, his aunt Lysa refused to send him any knights ( claiming she needed them in the Vale ) and the crown of the old Kings of Winter now rested upon his head, never to be taken again. Something he knew would probably also become another obstacle towards that goal in the future.

The only ones who had joined his cause were the Riverlands after ending the Kingslayer's attack in Riverrun. But Robb was not a fool. That alone would not be enough to win a war. And so, with that change of circumstances also came a change of his plans.

He needed to find new allies and, with the fact that ships would be crucial ( for one attack or the other ) in mind, he sent Theon back to Pyke to negotiate with his father under the terms that, should Balon Greyjoy support him, he could also rule the Iron Islands as king.

Though that was not all, if he had managed to be victorious against someone like Tywin Lannister, with far more experience in warfare than him and with a bigger army, it was only for one thing. Good strategy. And with the news of a possible attack of Stannis to King's Landing, he just had the perfect one.

Or, at least, so he thought when he had marched to the westerlands. Yet, destiny seemed to not be in his favor. The older Baratheon had chosen to fight his younger brother before taking the Iron Throne. A mistake. Renly had not only the stormlands on his side but also the Reach through his marriage, and that had made him the winner. Causing his plans to change once more.

❛ It may still not be too late for it to work ❜

As soon as the news reached him, Robb gave orders for his army to continue as they had previously accorded now under the command of his great-uncle Brynden, sent a raven warning of his intentions to meet with the other king to avoid any chance of them being misinterpreted and, taking Grey Wind and the thirty members of his battle guard with him, rode to the stag's camp.

When they had not been far away from it, he had placed the crown on his head. It was going to be a discussion between two kings and as such he would present himself when they first saw each other. And how good his decision had proven to be since they were met by one of the other's men moments after that.

He lead the way, trying to have some type of conversation with him. Though, while he replied, they were other things more interesting to him. His eyes looked around and were amazed ( despite knowing the Baratheon had the largest army ) by how many people there were. In fact, Robb probably lost sense of time trying to count them because before he realized, he was in front of him  ❝  King Renly  ❞  the northener began with a very slight bow of his head  ❝  thank you for having us. I hope our visit wasn't too sudden.  ❞

#𝐢𝐢𝐢. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞? 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐫 > threads #𝐢𝐯. 𝐎𝐡 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠? > verses — King in the North #rexaestate #like I said #way longer that I wanted it to be #but I felt like it was right to explain why Robb would find himself in that situation #hope it is okay!

[godsense]

in the vast green trees of the forest, she is most at home. wandering around aimlessly, briar is as home as if she first came from the soil of the earth itself, as if she was born from the earth's flesh her basket of berries held tightly as she walks through the familiar grounds, the sound of hooves echoes beyond her, startling the bird that neared her, flying away in a flutter of wings as she hears the dismounting of a boy — the boy from the edge of the forest. she knows in the village beyond the forest, there are rumors of the girl who lives in the trees, (a falsification : she'd happily quash such conjecture by showing anyone who asked to see the cottage she'd grown up into, yet . . . no one bothers to learn the truth). the girl in the forest frowns at the boy staring back at her. ❝ you scared away my songbird, ❞ a look of contempt, an annoyance at his loud entrance. briar sighs, extending a handful of the berries for him with a resounding defeat. ❝ i'm fine, this my home — i know the way back & i've done it may times even in the darkest night, the heaviest snow, & the most terrible wind you can imagine. ❞ his question lingers for only a second before she's quick to remind him how capable she is (though secretly, the question rolls off @boystark 's tongue so kindly " are you sure you'll be okay? " a softness, one that she, the girl who's true companions lay only in her dreams, feels honored to receive) ❝ — if you're asking to walk me back, the offer is humbly declined but perhaps if i'm ever in sudden peril i promise to call for you. ❞

#boystark #xiii. once upon a dream. #okay i set this like...pre briar knowing she's a princess so when she's living in the forest with her godmothers (fairies) #i have no idea about a proper verse but i set the forest as near to the starks perhaps? #so i figured it's likely she's seen him before around? #she's just teasing him i love folklore where aurora is raised as like a freak in the woods (is actually a princess) #some thoughts some thoughts some fun cool banter! #i word vomited. love u sm sonny #briar&robb.

[isefyres]

ngl everytime i see a new robbcella fic about her being taken by the northern army i squeak.

#out of character ╲ when you play the game › mun. #my verse! its' right there #i need a robb for my cella

[northsballad]

heyoo, info on my carrd has been shifted to encapsulate my vibe for this blog and portrayal xo

#❆ 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐧.﹚―― ooc. #sansa being robb's twin is now canon verse-wide #and if that's not your thing i totally understand !! #i will never force-write with a robb who isn't down for it

[kronulv]

i made lyrics for a red wedding song to upset myself.

#♛ ¦ out of character ༺ no king but the king in the north. #robb in his survival verse hearing it tho

[miercolaes]

where do we go now?

with  a  heart  chilling  glare  that  could  pierce  the  very  soul,  her  eyes  squinted  ever  so  slightly,  wednesday  addams  fixed  her  gaze  upon  him.  ❝  we?  ❞  she  repeated,  her  gaze  an  icy  dagger,  as  a  shroud  of  bewilderment  cloaked  her  petite  frame.  it  was  a  preposterous  notion.  their  acquaintance,  a  mere  wisp  of  existence,  rendered  the  idea  of  entrusting  him  with  this  clandestine  mission  utterly  inconceivable.  her  countenance  remained  rigid,  concealing  all  emotion.  she  mastered  bottling  those  up  long  ago,  a  kind  of  torture  she  doesn’t  wish  to  bereft  of.

❝  we  are  not  going  anywhere  together,  ❞  her  words  dripped  with  venom  as  they  ascended  in  pitch,  each  syllable  a  venomous  serpent  poised  to  strike.  a  step  closer  to  him,  her  gaze  as  she  stares  intently  upon  robb.  ❝  you  walk  your  way  and  i  walk  mine.  as  simple  as  that.  do  you  understand?  ❞  the  tenor  of  her  voice,  laden  with  a  aggravating  intensity,  ❝  let’s  find  a  way  out  of  here  first.  and  as  soon  as  we  reach  a  highway,  we  must  part  ways.  ❞

#lykosog #♱ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️interactions ️️️️️️️️️️️️️| ️️️️️️️️️️️️️likosog ️️️️️️️️️️️️️+ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️robb. #♱ ️️️️️️️️️️️️️nevermore's woe ️️️️️️️️️️️️️| ️️️️️️️️️️️️️verse. #wednesday has the social skills of a toddler and she will try to push him away until she finds his presence purposeful #shes an asshole and i apologize for that

[redrikki]

Chapters: 5/7 Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Asha Greyjoy | Yara Greyjoy & Theon Greyjoy, Theon Greyjoy & Robb Stark, Asha Greyjoy | Yara Greyjoy & Robb Stark, Robb Stark/Val Characters: Asha Greyjoy | Yara Greyjoy, Theon Greyjoy, Robb Stark, Grey Wind | Robb Stark's Direwolf, Ironborn Characters (A Song of Ice and Fire) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Time Travel, Time Travel Fix-It, Time travel fuck it up different, Canon-Typical Violence, Canonical Character Death, Hostage Situations, Greyjoy Family Feels, Mental Health Issues, Ableist Language, Zombies, no beta we die like Robb Stark Series: Part 2 of Second Verse Summary:

In a world where the War of the Five Kings goes very differently, Asha Greyjoy sails north to retrieve her brother.

Sequel to Second Verse where a time traveling Theon Greyjoy has made some changes, not all of them for the better.

#my fic #a song of ice and fire #asha greyjoy #theon greyjoy #robb stark #second verse

[scriptorxfabularum]

@incissam continued from here~

     SOMEONE WHO JUST DIDN’T WANT anything from him was EXACTLY what he needed. There had been TOO MUCH going on in his life in the last couple of days. His father’s death. His whole family relying on him to pick up the slack. Taking over everything his father had been doing. Trying to work through the grief. Trying to stay awake. Trying to get everything done. Just THINKING about it nearly brought him to tears. Though he also didn’t have time for THAT.

     When his phone pinged again, he was pretty sure it was Daenerys again. He HOPED it was Daenerys again. As he thought of an answer to her ever-so-important question, that had - as requested - nothing to do with work, it pinged again.

     [D. Targaryen] Much appreciated, I don’t think I could’ve made a decision all by myself.

     Not a complete lie, thinking was becoming harder the longer it was since he’d slept.

     [D. Targaryen] I have decided on Italian for myself. Why don’t you go for that as well? It’ll be almost like we’re eating together.

     He started to gather up his things. Seeing as he had already fallen asleep at his desk once, it might be a good idea to call it a day. Sliding some of the important papers in with his laptop, he glanced around the room once and decided that he was too tired to figure out what else he needed to bring home with him. Instead, he just turned off the lights and left - almost fled - the office.

     [D. Targaryen] I’m going for a risotto, what are you thinking of?

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[multusxcastalides]

@agirlofwinterfell

     There had been so much darkness that he had started to get used to it. So when suddenly light flooded his vision, impressions of things and people surrounding him, he groaned, tried to turn away from it all. The darkness had been calm, with nothing to pull his attention towards it. Just peace and quiet. It had been nice. This… This was different. And he was not enjoying it.

     Milky white eyes, having lost all their Tully blue, blinked against the light coming off the crackling fire, one arm coming up to shield them against the brightness. He opened his mouth to speak and the voice that came out had nothing of the warmth in it that it used to have. In fact, it did not sound like Robb Stark at all. “Where am I?” The voice was low, gravely, and barely audible, like it was being dragged across rocks and wind before exiting his mouth.

     Still blinking against the bright light, his gaze finally traveled across the group of people surrounding him. None of them were immediately recognizable, but he recognized they were all watching him intently. “Who are you?”

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[lykosog]

EDITS OF ROBB STARK

ft. modern verse

Mutuals may reblog. Personals do not interact!

#𝐢. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐧 > visage #𝐢𝐯. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 > verses — Modern #Edits. #I don't know if it can be seen well #so I'm gonna say it here #Robb has a very recently grown beard #on the sides of his face and chin #that still hasn't connected to the part #above his lips

[khalesci]

♛ ⊱ @northswulf ⊱ 𝑺𝑬𝑿𝑼𝑨𝑳 𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺

ㅤㅤㅤDANY HAS ALWAYS HAD AN IRON WILL. A strong resistance to most temptations. In her personal life, her own desires were always easily cast aside in favor of avoiding distractions from her goal. Daenerys knows how others perceive her, how they talk about her both behind her back and in her very presence, and there is no shortage of people seeking her hand or her bed. Yet, she's refrained, save for a past indulgence with a certain Tyroshi and a political marriage she is more than happy to be free from. But even Daario was put aside for the sake of her dedication. He could not win her over. Not the way that Robb Stark has.

ㅤㅤㅤRobb is not a distraction. Daenerys looks at him, and she is reminded of what she's fighting for. He is, perhaps, her greatest ally in her pursuit of the throne, too. An ally . . . who currently has blossoming red shapes on his neck from where she has just kissed his skin so fervently, stopping only when she hears him start to speak. ( But only for a moment. ) A man whose fingers dig into the fabric of her dress and the skin beneath in a most pleasing way. Few would dare intrude upon the private council of the Stark king and the Targaryen queen, as was the reason given for skulking about the halls of Winterfell at this late an hour, but less so if anyone knew the truth of their shared intentions. ❝ Oh? Like what? ❞ Dany questions, a coy lilt of her voice, her mouth close to Robb's ear. ❝ If this is your way of asking for permission, then you have it. ❞

#northswulf #usfw tw #♛ ic. ⊱ ❝ 𝘔𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘴. ❞ #dany: ok when I get to westeros I can't take any lovers I need to focus on the throne #robb: *exists* #dany: . . . oh fuck #♛ verse ⊱ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦