blink and you'll miss it [theon x sansa]trystsMarch 18 2012, 22:08:12 UTC
A lady would not look. A lady would turn her head. A lady would flee, back into the safety of her own bedchambers. And for one, long terrible moment Sansa Stark was no lady at all
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SanguineThe idea creeps into her head early in the morning, when she kneels before Daenerys Stormborn and pledges her fealty yet again- the little Dragon Queen, so tiny and delicate on that big, hulking monstrosity of a throne. She hates the sight of it, all sharp edges and unforgiving metal...and yet
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I LOVED THIS (no surprise there of course hehe)!! :D
The image of the two of them bleeding over the throne is so poignant and accurate and sad really because it more or less sums up much of the misfortunes of nearly everyone in this series (y)
her head tilts to the side, and she sees the steps below the throne, where she used to bleed and bleed-
We’ve all bled for this throne...it belongs to us all now.
let's pretend the fog has liftedbloodofpykeMarch 17 2012, 02:54:04 UTC
She was boring her prince, she knew, and she should care but she didn’t, couldn’t find it in herself to give a fig about Rhaegar’s entertainment
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this city I have claimed as mine [jon x dany]trystsMarch 18 2012, 21:04:24 UTC
She’s always been better at conquering than ruling. Dany must come to all things like she goes to war, fire in her blood and her steel in her fingers. She does not know how to be the girl who gave herself to a mighty khal all those years ago. She is khaleesi, she is queen, she takes and breaks, and keeps
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I require Ned/Cat and awkward first times, with a focus on the emotions either are feeling at the time. Preferably from Cat's PoV, but details are up to you.
Everything had been perfect so far. Ned had whisked her into his arms and carried her up the staircase of the tower in Winterfell, up into what would now be their bedroom. He had looked her in the eyes and smiled so endearingly her heart could melt, though it pounded like a drum against her ribs. The warmth of the hearth in Ned's bedroom thawed her bones from the chill outside. She wasn't sure how she would ever adjust
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Ned pushed her against the wall [gently, of course] and Cat wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him as passionately as she knew how. She let her hands creep down his neck to pull off his shirt. Ned made no attempt to remove a single article of her clothing. He simply conitnued kissing her. Cat smile against his lips, reached down to the hem of her skirt, and lifted them
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This is lovely, thank you. Sorry for the late reply, I had to get on a plane and was too tired to read when I got back. But thank you for writing this for me.
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The image of the two of them bleeding over the throne is so poignant and accurate and sad really because it more or less sums up much of the misfortunes of nearly everyone in this series (y)
her head tilts to the side, and she sees the steps below the throne, where she used to bleed and bleed-
We’ve all bled for this throne...it belongs to us all now.
*is dead* O__O
I AM FOREVER IN LOVE WITH YOUR PROSE BB <333
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So glad you enjoyed- thank youuuuu!! xoxo
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I never even thought about the possibility of the throne.;)
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megan, yesss
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