Live Many Lives

indie | ASOIAF multimuse | penned by Pam | containing Jojen Reed, Mya Stone, Osha, Tormund Giantsbane, Rodrik Baratheon (the son of Arya Stark and Gendry Baratheon)

[battlesymphcny]

Announcement

My muse has been horrible as you all know. So I'm going to move ALL OF my muses to @diresurvivors

I'm still setting it up, theme and all. I'm going to get a proper tagging system going. And for a while at least I will be low activity and selective.

I'll also have a hiatus coming up July 17- undetermined as I am moving to Sweden to be with my boyfriend and to be independent for the first time ever. While I get settled I will probably be slow af. I say as if I've been active

So EVERYTHING IS MOVED TO @diresurvivors !!!!

[boundlcsswondcr]

                        forget regret 

                           or life is 

            yours to 

                                       miss

Indie Fandomless OC 

                                                                         template cred.

[wildwclfgirl]

Okay, so I’m not sure yet. I might end up revamping my blogs completely and doing a fresh start. I want to get back to writing but my muse is a mess and everything feels messy and complicated and I need to figure out what to do exactly, but there’s a good possibility that might happen.

But like… I dunno what to do, I feel like creatively I’m just losing everything I’ve got. There doesn’t feel like much of a point and I feel very much like I’m far from needed on any of my blogs and I’m honestly not sure what to do here. So yeah.

I dunno, knowing me now that I made this post I’ll be on tomorrow because of my dumb brain but who knows sooo – Idk I guess I wanted to keep everyone in the loop. I’m sure I’ll be back soon, but my mood is really struggling.

I’m finally going to be moving in with my wonderful boyfriend in less than a month – and as excited as I am, it’s across the world. So I think I’m just having a hard time juggling everything.

But I love you guys so much.

I just need to get myself some positivity going, somehow and somewhere. But again - I love you guys. I’ll figure my stuff out.

[battlesymphcny]

I'm Alive

Okay guys, thanks for hanging in there with me. I had a hard week, and I'm going through some major life changes. I'm doing my best to keep up with all of it but it's a just a lot right now.

Over the next few days I think I'll be on more and start getting stuff done again. I missed you guys a lot this week, but I honestly just had to make sure I didn't have a breakdown. I love you guys and I'm gonna start with working on all my messages today!

[battlesymphcny]

@amaidasfairassummer liked for a Rodd starter!

Going back to school always gave Rodrik mixed emotions. On the one hand, everything started out easy class wise and it was great to see everyone again, not to mention that being back in drama club was fantastic. But leaving the freedom of being home was never exactly fun. 

But it helped that he didn’t usually have much of a problem in the way of bullies. Usually. Yet, as he walked through the hall his books still ended up on the floor and he found himself shoved into a locker. And so there he was, tonguing the back of his teeth in irritation and picking up his books. He’d stood his own- he always did. It was probably part of why he didn’t get picked on too often. 

At the sound of footsteps, he turned around to look up at the newcomer. “Hey Joanna.”

[battlesymphcny]

ofvelaryon:

      Saerya looked down at his notes, reading through them quickly, dissectin each messy letter and disorganized thought. Her eyes narrowed quickly, still shifting his papers around.         “ I see what your problem is. You need to break these down into regions then into timeline progression to present. It’s easier to tie dates and events to an area.” She said quickly, still scanning and trying to organize it a bit, bright blue and glitter gel pen in hand.         “ I honestly have been discussing postpartum depression too much today, so it’s been bringing me down pretty harshly. It’s been miserable, you know?” Her pen work and scratched quick on the grid-paper notes. She underlined and made arrows and scratched out things.        “ Try studying these in order like this.”

"Oh my god. My hero." Rodd gaped at it. His eyes landed on the paper which was already so much easier to understand. “How the hell did you- Damn, I am forever in your service.” He looked up at her with a wide grin, his eyes bright with amusement.

“Postpartum depression? That sucks, talk about hard reading. Why are you having to research that?” he asked curiously. “You going into nursing or something?”

Rodrik leaned back in his seat, crossing his arms across his chest as he did. He should be working. But meeting someone new absolutely took priority.

[battlesymphcny]

Okay so my activity might be taking a hit. I got triggered really bad yesterday and I'm under a lot of stress as it is. So between preparing for a huge move and having the worst PTSD moment I've had in like half a year, I'm really out of it and my mood is everywhere.

I'm hoping to be on more. But it'll probably be day by day

[battlesymphcny]

Today was long, and as great as it was to meet my little niece, I had a huge trigger after I left that took everyhting i had so I'm gonna go to bed. I'll be on tomorrow sometime between grocery shopping and visiting the baby!

Love you guys

[battlesymphcny]

Okay guys my friend is going into emergency c-section. I forgot headphones and I’m totally freaking out so distract me please

[battlesymphcny]

Baby is out and healthy!!!!

[sinnnieren]

Send me “Date?” and i'll answer...

Who asks for it:

[ ] Your muse asks mine

[ ] My muse asks yours

Type of date:

[ ] Platonic Date

[ ] Romantic Date

[ ] First Date

[ ] Double date with: ____ & ____

Location for the date:

[ ] Movies   • [ ] Romantic Comedy   • [ ] Adventure Movie   • [ ] Animation (Pixar/Disney)   • [ ] Horror   • [ ] Drama   • [ ] Buddy Movie   • [ ] ___ (other options)

[ ] Restaurant   • [ ] Expensive/High Class   • [ ] Small and familiar   • [ ] Fast Food

[ ] Nature  • [ ] Beach  • [ ] Park  • [ ] Forest      • [ ] …and having a picnic

[ ] Visiting a Museum

[ ] Visiting an amusement park

[ ] Visiting a haunted location

[ ] Staying at home  • [ ] Watching movies  • [ ] Playing Video Games  • [ ] Reading

[ ] ___ (other options)

The date might hopefully end with…

[ ] …holding hands

[ ] …a kiss

[ ] …in bed

[ ] …knowing each other better 

[ ] …sleepover between friends 

[ ] …a marriage proposal

[ ] ___ (other options)

Should you reblog this?:

[ ] Yes. I want to send you one.

[ ] Yes.

[ ] No.

[battlesymphcny]

Okay guys my friend is going into emergency c-section. I forgot headphones and I'm totally freaking out so distract me please

[battlesymphcny]

Okay so I have got to get some sleep in prep for tomorrow! But hopefully I’ll be on tomorrow (mobile for sure, but desktop is up in the air). Tuesday and Wed I’ll finish catching up one everyone!

[battlesymphcny]

@frcgbitch || plotted starter

7: 32[Text- Meera] I’m sorry. We need to talk.

7: 34 [Text- Meera] Shit, where are you? Are you okay? Are you safe?

[strengthanddevotion-a]

Snowed In || Bran and Jojen ||

[battlesymphcny]

strengthanddevotion:

@battlesymphcny

Bran wakes up confused, he’d fallen asleep next to Jojen last night. With his parents, Rickon, and Sansa gone for a few days Jojen had come to stay. He’d fallen asleep with his head on Jojen’s chest, but now he was alone in the bed. He rubs his eyes and pushes himself up on his elbows, the door is ajar, but Summer is still curled up on the rug. 

“Summer.” Bran says groggily. “Get me the robe.” The dog trots dutifully to the laundry pile and pulls Bran’s bathrobe off the top. “Thanks.” Bran mutters tying it clumsily around him and easing himself into the wheelchair. He adjusts the bathrobe around him and underneath him, then wheels himself out of his bedroom. 

“Joj?” He asks, rolling into the living room to find Jojen standing apprehensively at the window. Summer trots over and nudges Jojen’s hand comfortingly. Bran can see the sheet of white out the window as he comes to a stop next to Jojen. “Shit,” He breathes, watching the steadily falling snow continue to pile up. “When did this start?” 

When Jojen wakes up, it’s to the warm feeling of Bran beside him. But the anxiety is the first thing he feels, making his stomach nearly retch. He hates this feeling, more than anything else. Anxiety is almost worse than seizing- almost. 

He can’t stop thinking about the fight he had with Meera the night before. He’d been wrong. He should have been calmer from the beginning and properly explained that he didn’t think she was being stupid or dumb, and that he certainly didn’t judge her for having sex. But all he had felt was the hurt from the idea that she would even think he could feel that way.

He slips out of bed and goes to the living room, where he finds his phone plugged in on the coffee table. He picks it up and quickly sends Meera a text, simple but true- I’m sorry. We need to talk.

He looks up then and his eyes land on the never ending white outside. “Fuck,” he whispers, walking to the window. It’s only minutes later that Bran joins him. Jojen reaches out to stroke Summer’s head and neck while slowly reaching for Bran with his other hand. “I’ve no idea,” he says quietly. “But it must’ve started a while ago.”

[battlesymphcny]

frcgbitch:

A cold laugh leaves the back of her throat and she glowers up at her younger brother.” You say it like nothing could ever happen with you and Bran! Like neither of you could ever catch anything or hurt one another. I’m not giving Theon the opportunity. I’m not giving him anything, I’m fucking him and leaving. It’s not a relationship and nothing is going to happen. - Now back the fuck off, leave me alone, and get out of my sex life..”

Jojen stares at her. “I never said that!” He throws his hands up in exasperation and irritation. “Fine! Go! Just go and fuck him and have fun! Sorry I gave a shit, I’ll stay the fuck out from now on, alright?!”

[battlesymphcny]

ofvelaryon:

    She had been busy with her paper when she found the man come to sit at her table and his arms wrap together to make a make-shift-human-fort. Her blue eyes looked up from her study of postpartum depression as she watched him crumple in defeat. Her paper had been engulfing her focus, but he seemed more interesting now.          A pair of eyes so blue they almost looked turquoise in this light met his. Her look wasn’t of concern or of disgust, but it was simply a look of something gentle as a ghost of a smile seemed to pull at the corners of her mouth and cause dimples to appear.          “ You’re fine. You just look the way I feel.” A small laugh fell from her lips, as if to assure him. “ Now what subject’s got you all heartbroken? I could try and help you if you’d like.”

Rodrik felt himself relax as he let out an exhale of stressed breath. “Thanks.” He ran a hand through his messy dark hair and shook his head, though he still kept his blue eyes on hers. He felt his own lips pull into a smile of his own- part bashful, part amused at her words.

“Ah, it’s all these dates for World History. I love the stories in there but the dates? I can’t save those in my head to save my life.” He gave a small chuckle as he pulled his book and notes from his backpack and onto the table.

Rodd turned his gaze back to her as he asked, “And what about you? You said you feel how I look so some subject has gotta be tormenting you.”

[battlesymphcny]

@lorasthethorned || cont from X

Jojen arched an eyebrow slowly. “I never understand you. Warmed up? What does that even me-?” His words cut off abruptly when the realization hit him like a wave. He felt his cheeks flush instantly, his eyes shoot away from the older boy as he melted into a stammering mess.