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𝐈 𝕭𝒾𝓉 ᵀ͟ᴴ͟ᴱ͟ ͟ᴴ͟ᴬ͟ᴺ͟ᴰ of 𝒢𝕆𝔻 ⸻ 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝕱𝐄͟𝐄͟𝐃 𝙼𝙴 𝙴𝙸𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁.

[morghul1s]

#𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙶𝙷𝚄𝙻𝟷𝚂 [ ... ] AN INDEPENDENT, CANON-DIVERGENT PORTRAYAL OF ARYA STARK, THE NIGHT WOLF ; A CHARACTER FROM GEORGE R. R. MARTIN'S A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE. CONTEXTUALLY MATURE THEMES ﹠ TRIGGERING CONTENT WILL BE PRESENT. MINORS AND PERSONALS DNI. EST ORIGINALLY IN 2012, REMADE IN 2022 AND 2026. 𝙻𝙴𝙵𝚃 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙳 𝙱𝚈 𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴𝚃𝙸𝙲.

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A  BRUISED  EXPLORATION  OF... THE WOLF BLOOD, NORTHERN MYSTICISM, OLD RELIGION, THE SWORD OF JUSTICE, FERAL DOG TEETH & CLAWS THAT SCRATCH, LONGING FOR HOME, A CHILDHOOD PAINTED RED, CONQUERING ONE'S FEARS, NEVER BEING ABLE TO FORGET WHO YOU TRULY ARE, & STICKING THEM WITH THE POINTY END.

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Side note: Please try to avoid overly affectionate/"instant best friend" language with me in ooc conversation if we've only just met. I have shelter black cat energy and it typically takes a bit of time for me to be that comfortable with new people. That being said, all things considered I'd consider myself otherwise pretty damn easy going. Thanks for reading!

[morghul1s]

say what you want about joff but jac/k g/leeson but his whole joffussy into that role. ate down. 0 crumbs excellent performance

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𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐁 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐓 𝐄𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 being brought before lord stark himself ──── almost worse. for as much of the north as her eldest brother carried within himself, their lady mother also shined through his eyes. before his daughters, the honourable eddard stark oft' shed the ice from his eyes and became something soft and sturdy to lean against. malleable. (for arya herself in particular, though she thinks he'd never admit it and neither would she dare to confess the same.)

what are you keeping from me? @lykosog said, firmer now than before. spill.

❛   ────  nothing!   ❜  it was her final attempt at deception, but even in her own mouth it tasted foul and pitiful. A HEAVY SIGH FOLLOWED SOON AFTER.

old enough now to recognize her own defeat, young arya relented to kneeling upon the floor and sliding the stolen bow out from beneath her bed. (never mind her one arrow,) (that was easier to hide in her clothes.) ❛   [ ... ] i don't have any arrows. it's a stupid bow anyway - i always miss.   ❜

[morghul1s]

❛   ────  born amidst  salt and smoke —   ❜  [ … ]  sharp pause crosses the air whilst dark, northern brows knit closely together.  SHE’S CONTEMPLATING IT, FOR TRUE!  ( although with little control over the bubble of amusement in her as it  bursts, ) 

at the very least, she keeps a straight enough face : ❛ so, .... he’s a  ham. ❜

OPEN.

[unswore]

AND IN THE PIT OF THE NIGHT, I HEAR YOU LAUGHING SO LOUD: I KNOW YOU'RE LAUGHING AT ME...

an indie portrayal of the dragonseed ulf from grrm's fire and blood with influence from hbo's house of the dragon. interpreted and reimagined by ozzy. low activity. mutuals-only. NON-ROLEPLAY BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT.

YOU GAVE ME NOTHING AT ALL, AND I HAVE TO GIVE IT TO YOU: YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO BE CRUEL — NOW LET ME TRY IT ON YOU!

[morghul1s]

* ARYA WOULD RATHER ACT LIKE A BEAST THAN A LADY !

[morghul1s]

arya “then he would learn what wolves did to dogs” stark.

[morghul1s]

verse info:  house of the dragon au.  after releasing otto hightower from his position as hand of the king, viserys i targaryen names eddard stark of winterfell as his replacement, welcoming both the lone wolf of winterfell and his family to king’s landing.  in 115AC, arya is the third born child and second daughter to lord eddard stark and lady catelyn tully,  the same year lucerys velaryon is born the second son to the princess rhaenyra targaryen and leanor velaryon.

the little wolf only knows winterfell a short time, and grows up alongside her siblings, aegon ii, aemond, haelena, jacerys, and lucerys in the red keep. more oft’ found running around with the pack of boys than sitting at her needlework lessons: she proves to be a trial from early adolescence. an expert at sneaking away from her septa at age four, it is written that the young girl was a talented rider by age seven, and furthermore a skilled marksman at age nine. at age six,  she is betrothed to lucerys velaryon to be wed when they come of age.  at age ten, she claims THE CANNIBAL on dragonmont  at the hour of the wolf, becoming the first northern dragonrider: known in history as  the night wolf that grew wings.  house stark sides with the blacks during the dance of dragons: below is her story, as it is told by mushroom in fire and blood.

unlike her elder sister who seemed naturally born to grace and manner, arya’s mother, septa and handmaidens all despair at making a lady out of her. she is often covered in bruises from running and from playfighting, and can frequently be found training with the young boys out in the yard (until someone discovers her, and totes her back to her proper lessons with the other young ladies.)

at age six, a proposition to betroth arya to lucerys velaryon is born to the court, and despite reluctance from her lord father, it is soon deemed an advantageous pairing to unite the blood of the first men and the blood of old valyria. this betrothal is soon made official that stark and velaryon be wed when they come of age, and appears to be a good match, as the two young children seem to get along as well as could be hoped for. unfortunately, growing up with targaryens and velaryons does however fixate her attention to one thing in particular: dragons. while not of valyrian descent, arya begins to furiously study not only dragons and dragonriders, but also the high valyrian language (which she takes to as if born to it) and furthermore the process of bonding with a dragon. she begins sneaking down into the dragonpit, bringing along offerings of meats and valyrian lullabys in order to gain trust, however much to her dismay, she is often chased out by the threat of being burned. ( it’s important to note that the first time this happens, arya is discovered and brought before ned by the caretakers. at such time, he forbids her from returning to the pit… however, it only seems to spur her on even more. )

sneaking into the dragonpit countless times not only teaches her what calms and what aggravates the dragons that reside there, but also teaches her to be light on her feet until she can move about almost silently. one faithful evening at age ten, arya is successful in claiming the cannibal, by seeking him out on dragonmont and climbing upon his back. once out of the pit, she flies him bare-back thrice around king’s landing before landing again as dawn breaks over the sky. by this time, word had already gone around that the daughter of ned stark was not only missing from her room, but furthermore caused a disturbance: as she lands cannibal in the yard, all that have been searching for her suddenly know why – and as the caretakers move to accost her, cannibal covers her with a wing and roars so loud that it seems to shake the very foundation of the stable: letting all know that arya is his, and he is arya’s.

she is recorded by mushroom as the first northern dragon rider: known in history books as the night wolf that grew wings.

in 120ac, after a funeral is held for the late lady laena targaryen, a fight breaks out between the group of children when aemond targaryen claims vhagar as his mount. jacerys, lucerys, baela, rhaena, joffrey and arya are involved: and when she is woken and informed of what transpired, arya stashes a small dagger in her clothes. later, the dagger is knocked from her hand, and as aemond threatens to kill jacerys with a rock, luke swipes it from the ground, and cuts out the prince’s eye. (WIP)

visual references for cannibal featured below the second cut,

[morghul1s]

general portrayal-specific headcanons.  arya is nine years of age at the start of events that unfold into the song of ice and fire. she’s a marksman at eight, and is also skilled on horseback.  only about three, maybe four years pass between agot and adwd, so where we are now: she’s twelve. most of her family is murdered (and the rest are presumed dead) over the span of a year.

once the trauma subsides after her hair is cut short, she finds that it is in fact far more manageable for the lifestyle she finds herself in. easier to run away, easier to fight, easier to care for — she never grows it out again. she prefers trousers to skirts, as they are the favorable alternative in swordplay insofar as it’s less to trip over. she favors keeping a boyish appearance, as it has proved far safer for traveling. she is also incredibly talented at pretending, so unless she wants it to be known that she’s a girl, it’s rarely (with some exception) even considered by anyone who might be curious.  she could convince you that she’s a one-eyed goat if she really wanted.

she is a polyglot!  (eats up new languages like eggs.)  she is a very powerful warg, though  she is not aware of it.  furthermore, despite that she often says she’s abandoned the old religion and accepted death as her one true god, she is in fact much closer and more favoured among the old gods than she necessarily thinks or knows. she is small, skinny, and quick all her life long: she never grows above 5’2”.

[morghul1s]

❛   ────  born amidst  salt and smoke —   ❜  [ … ]  sharp pause crosses the air whilst dark, northern brows knit closely together.  SHE’S CONTEMPLATING IT, FOR TRUE!  ( although with little control over the bubble of amusement in her as it  bursts, ) 

at the very least, she keeps a straight enough face : ❛ so, .... he’s a  ham. ❜

OPEN.

[resourcesinblue]

fire & blood.

the following prompts were taken from fire & blood by george r. r. martin, a history of the targaryen family of a song of ice & fire as told by historians within the setting, with various accounts being given in order to tell the tales of aegon’s conquest, the reigns of maegor the cruel & jahaerys the wise, the dance of the dragons, & more. some prompts have been lightly edited for roleplaying suitability. please note ― these prompts may include mentions of blood, violence, war, death, mutilation & other things some might find upsetting. feel free to change pronouns & prompts as you see fit !

❛ those who took up arms against me will be thrown down, & humbled, & destroyed. ❜

❛ some say that you play with poisons & dabble in dark sorceries. ❜

❛ when the sun sets, your line shall end. ❜

❛ you may take my castle, but you will win only bones & blood & ashes. ❜

❛ i will come again, [ name ], & the next time i shall come with fire & blood. ❜

❛ you are not wanted here. return at your peril. ❜

❛ it was said that the waters between the islands were so choked with corpses that krakens appeared by the hundreds, drawn by the blood. ❜

❛ you have come as an envoy under a banner of peace & will suffer no harm under my roof. ❜

❛ a [ lord / lady ] should know the land [ he / she ] rules. ❜

❛ even with that sword in your hand, you are only one person, & i cannot always be with you. ❜

❛ your guards are slow & lazy. i could have killed you as easily as i cut you. you require better protection. ❜

❛ you will not disgrace yourself in battle, but no songs will ever be sung about your prowess. ❜

❛ [ name ], you need never kneel to me again. we shall rule this realm together, you & i. ❜

❛ you are more fit to bear this blade than me. ❜

❛ i remember the days when one with a sword & a horse & a suit of armour could slash their way to riches & glory. ❜

❛ we can win our freedoms back, but now is the time to strike, for this new [ king / queen / title ] is weak. ❜

❛ a more unwelcome wedding guest can scarce be imagined. ❜

❛ the smallfolk love [ me / you ], do they not ? ❜

❛ if [ they / you ] had grievances, why not bring them to me ? i would have heard [ them / you ] out. ❜

❛ sword & lance have lost whatever appeal they ever had for me. ❜

❛ your savagery in the field & your harshness toward defeated foes is oft remarked upon. ❜

❛ the warning signs have been plain enough for those with the wit to read them. ❜

❛ you are a fool & a weakling, [ name. ] ❜

❛ the throne will go to the one who has the strength to seize it. ❜

❛ this is a night for song & sin & drink, for come the morrow, the virtuous & the vile burn together. ❜

❛ i do not have the time for tears. ❜

❛ you were foolish to think you could hide this from me. ❜

❛ this place has its secrets, known only to the dead. ❜

❛ it would be a bloody business, one that might harden hearts against us. ❜

❛ i shall not begin my reign by bathing in blood. ❜

❛ it would make [ you / me ] seem weak, & [ you / i ] must never seem weak. ❜

❛ i will have no oathbreakers at my court. ❜

❛ a touch of these talismans is believed to bestow prosperity & good fortune. ❜

❛ like as not, we will win, but not without cost. ❜

❛ those who would do harm to their [ king / queen / title ] seldom attack on horseback with lance in hand. ❜

❛ i’ve fought in a hundred battles, & never you mind on what side, that’s for me & the gods to know. ❜

❛ i have seen your [ daughters / sisters / women. ] they have no chins, no teats, & no sense. ❜

❛ in many a sad song, maidens forced to wed against their will throw themselves from tall towers to their deaths. ❜

❛ they will be making wedding plans for me as well, i do not doubt. ❜

❛ you have sworn me your sword & your obedience. remember those vows, & speak no word of my departure. ❜

❛ you foolish child, you know not what you’ve done. ❜

❛ if another word passes your lips, i will have them sewn shut. ❜

❛ what is done is done, & now we all must needs live with it. ❜

❛ do not think that you shall unmake this marriage. we are one now, & neither gods nor men shall part us. ❜

❛ in songs, as ever, love conquers all. the truth, we submit, is a deal less simple. ❜

❛ you will come to your senses & repent this folly. ❜

❛ [ you / they ] have put [ your / their ] own desires ahead of the good of the realm, & that cannot be allowed. ❜

❛ [ i / you ] desire above all to be loved, admired, & praised. ❜

❛ when we go back, i shall be fortunate to snatch an hour with you, for everyone in the realm will want a piece of you. ❜

❛ many years from now when we are old & grey, we shall look back upon these days & smile, remembering how happy we were. ❜

❛ [ name ], why do you punish yourself so harshly ? ❜

❛ there can be no question of marriage, of course, but you would have jewels, servants, whatever you might want. ❜

❛ there are rich rewards in being a [ king’s / queen’s / title’s ] bedwarmer. ❜

❛ feeding a growing dragon is no small thing. ❜

❛ they would cut [ you / me ] to pieces, my love. ❜

❛ do you mean to claim the throne for yourself, then ? ❜

❛ a shiver of fear went through me when i saw that sword. is there a warning there ? ❜

❛ [ your / my ] pride is well - known to [ me / you. ] ❜

❛ i have no wish to wound you further by forcing you to humble yourself before the entire court. ❜

❛ some say that we are now enemies. i would sooner think of us as friends who disagreed. ❜

❛ i would not sit upon this throne if not for you, all the realm knows that. & i still have need of you. ❜

❛ words are wind, but wind can fan a fire. ❜

❛ everywhere you go, it is said, you perform miracles. ❜

❛ what [ they / i ] do is what [ they / i ] have always done, & it is not for [ us / you ] to judge [ them / me. ] ❜

❛ [ they / i ] lust for dragons of [ their / my ] own. ❜

❛ i need a seat of my own. a place where none may threaten me, banish me, or trouble those i have taken under my protection. ❜

❛ are you so uncertain of that throne that you must needs have your own blood bend the knee to you, [ name ] ? ❜

❛ i cannot suffer that again. it would rip my heart apart. ❜

❛ would that i could empty the city, knock it down, & build it all anew. ❜

❛ why should i steal from you ? i am twice as rich as you are. ❜

❛ i could not bear for you to leave me. ❜

❛ i have heard the sea calling. it is time for me to take my leave. ❜

❛ i have asked you to stay. i will not beg. if you would go, go. ❜

❛ they may not hatch. it is known, some dragon eggs simply turn to stone. ❜

❛ they do not mock [ me / you ] to [ my / your ] face for [ your / my ] sake, but they titter at [ me / you ] behind [ your / my ] back. ❜

❛ you weep for [ them / name ], but would you weep for me ? ❜

❛ sickness ? this is no sickness. a weasel in the guts, dead in a day … this is poison. ❜

❛ i could have done a lot of things. i could have been a [ title. ] ❜

❛ i could have killed your enemies, as easily as i killed your friends. ❜

❛ they look at [ me / you ] & see a villain. [ i / you ] can serve [ you / me ] better from the shadows. ❜

❛ why should i care if they’re all dead ? ❜

❛ you’ll find someone new ; you always do. ❜

❛ why should you be [ title ] ? i should be [ title ], not you. ❜

❛ i want to come back to court, with the singers & the fools & all the lords & knights. please take me with you. ❜

❛ let us put our sorrows behind us & begin the new year with pageantry & celebration. ❜

❛ what did i give birth to ? what kind of beast ? i ask you, what did i give birth to ? ❜

❛ it is a poor ruler who wages battle against their own lords & leaves their own kingdom burned, bloody, & strewn with corpses. ❜

❛ are you mad, to speak so to me in my own hall ? ❜

❛ speak openly of burning down their halls, boast of how you fed their own kin to your dragons, & you will only inflame them & set their hearts against you. ❜

❛ if [ name / they ] were dead, i would know it. they are still alive. i feel it. ❜

❛ i may have seen a dragon. or something big, with wings. ❜

❛ go with care, [ name ], but go. they are hunting you, all up & down the country. questions are being asked, rewards are being offered. ❜

❛ strange beasts, aye, & like as not, you’ll end up in the belly of one. ❜

❛ the sound of it ran down my spine like a cold knife, though i could not have said why. ❜

❛ you do not want to see [ me / them ] like this, & i would be remiss if i allowed you any closer. ❜

❛ how could the gods be so blind or so uncaring as to permit such horror ? ❜

❛ i cannot forget how oft [ they / name ] begged for death. ❜

❛ it is one thing to leap upon a dragon & quite another to bend him to your will. ❜

❛ there is much & more of the nature of the world that we do not understand, & may never understand. mayhaps that is a mercy. ❜

❛ it is my own abiding sin that whenever i come upon a door i must needs see what lies upon the farther side. ❜

❛ it would seem that i am doomed to always come too late. ❜

❛ there is nothing there for me now but grief & ghosts. ❜

❛ i fed my last [ husband / wife ] to my [ dragon / dogs. ] if you make me take another, i may eat them myself. ❜

❛ i was made to sit a horse, not a cushion. ❜

❛ the veiled threat. you’re most adroit at that. ❜

❛ [ i am / you are ] well respected here, but not loved. ❜

❛ i hope you brought something warmer than that. ❜

❛ if you are expecting balls & masques & dances, you have come to the wrong place. ❜

❛ here the world ends. ❜

❛ were it me, i might pray that [ name ] fell off of their horse & broke their neck coming home. ❜

❛ there are fortunes to be had there, & i am not blind to that. ❜

❛ drinking salt water will make a man mad, every sailor knows that, but the freshwater is no safer in that place. ❜

❛ speak now, & you will be well rewarded. hold your tongue, & you will lose it. ❜

❛ i am a [ man / woman ] of honour, & you are lower than rats. ❜

❛ there is a place for you in the castle, if you want it. ❜

❛ mayhaps [ you / they ] are not so close to gods as [ you / they ] had believed. mayhaps, in the end, [ you / they ] too are only mortal. ❜

❛ i would not sleep away what life remains to me.❜

❛ when i die, i want to die with my axe in my hand, screaming a curse. ❜

❛ it is for you to determine what becomes of you. ❜

❛ i would sooner you wed a [ lord / lady ], but if you prefer a hedge knight or a merchant or a commoner, even, i am past the point of caring, so long as you pick someone. ❜

❛ life is slower there, & quieter. you will like that. i swear to you, [ name ], you will be safe & happy. ❜

❛ the gods hold us all in their hands, & life & death are theirs to give & take away, but men in their pride look for others to blame. ❜

❛ what mischief can i get up to with so many eyes around me ? ❜

❛ the boys train at fighting every morning, why shouldn’t we train at kissing ? that’s what girls are meant to do, isn’t it ? ❜

❛ lie to me again, & it will go very much the worse for you. ❜

❛ you can prove your innocence at the hazard of your body. ❜

❛ forgive me, but i have a [ husband / wife / partner ], & no taste for paramours. ❜

❛ i came back from the ends of the earth for you. ❜

❛ in [ place ], the men fuck sheep. you cannot fault them. their sheep are prettier than their women. ❜

❛ the sins of the fathers are oft visited on the sons, wise men have said ; & so it is for the sins of mothers as well. ❜

❛ who can know the mind of such a beast ? ❜

❛ if we do this, it must surely lead to war. ❜

❛ what sort of [ brother / sister ] steals their [ sister’s / brother’s ] birthright ? ❜

❛ am i a [ king / queen ] or no ? if i am, then crown me. ❜

❛ if you go, you go as a messenger, not as a knight. you must take no part in any fighting. ❜

❛ tell [ name ] that i will have my throne, or i will have their head. ❜

❛ i offered you an honourable peace, & you spat in my face. what happens next is on your own head. ❜

❛ i swore you my sword. i’m older now, but not so old that i’ve forgotten the words i said, & it happens i still have the sword. ❜

❛ in this world of men, we women must band together. ❜

❛ you are wet, [ name. ] is it raining or did you piss yourself in fear ? ❜

❛ put out your eye, & i will let you leave. one will serve. i would not blind you. ❜

❛ it is not for me to tell you what to do when you are not beneath my roof. ❜

❛ if you thought to receive a hero’s welcome, you will be disappointed. ❜

❛ i have danced with dragons before. i would sooner sleep with scorpions. ❜

❛ thrones are won with swords, not quills. spill blood, not ink. ❜

❛ you are the lawful [ king / queen ], & those who deny it are traitors. it is past time they learned the price of treason. ❜

❛ it looks better on me than it ever did on [ them / you. ] ❜

❛ would - be dragontamers have made attempts to ride this one a dozen times ; its lair is littered with their bones. ❜

❛ if this be victory, i pray i never win another. ❜

❛ i am determined that this should be my victory ; i have no wish to share the glory with my family, nor any other. ❜

❛ the throne has spurned [ you / me ], & [ your / my ] days upon it will be few. ❜

❛ let the gods decide if you speak truly. if you are innocent, they will give you the strength to defeat me. ❜

❛ the gods will curse us all for this. ❜

❛ one who gathers whispers can spread them just as well. ❜

❛ no castle can be held against a dragon. ❜

❛ if i strike my banners, do you promise me my life ? ❜

❛ i told you i would build a castle out of traitors’ bones. i don’t have near enough bones yet, so … ❜

❛ i’ll have no songs about how brave you died, [ name. ] ❜

❛ today was butchery, not battle. ❜

❛ half the lords of the realm will turn against us if we are so cruel as to destroy such ancient & noble houses. ❜

❛ how many more must die to slake your thirst for vengeance ? ❜

❛ speak again of bastardy, & i will have your tongue out. ❜

❛ honour means little & less to [ them / you ] ; it’s wealth & power [ they / you ] lust for. ❜

❛ some will say the dead are the fortunate ones, for no mercy will be shown to the survivors. ❜

❛ the power young maidens exert over older men is well - known. ❜

❛ [ you’re / i’m ] hardly a likely paramour for a [ title ], one would think. ❜

❛ [ you / they ] are overly fond of [ gender / name ], & should be married soon, lest you surrender [ your / their ] virtue to someone unworthy of [ you / them. ] ❜

❛ all you have sowed, now shall you reap. ❜

❛ treachery no longer has the power to surprise me. i have come to expect it, even from those i love the most. ❜

❛ you are a common thing, with the stink of sorcery upon you. ❜

❛ i do not think you would lie to my face, but i cannot have those around me that i do not trust implicitly. ❜

❛ without a strong hand to restrain them, even good men can turn to beasts. ❜

❛ once a turncloak, ever a turncloak. ❜

❛ why be a [ lord / lady ] when you can be a [ king / queen ] ? ❜

❛ would that i had never read this letter. ❜

❛ such stories make for charming songs, but poor history. ❜

❛ on a dark horse with burning eyes they come, a scourge of fire in their hands to cleanse this pit of sin of demons & all who bow before them. ❜

❛ prayers cannot stay their wroth, no more than tears can quench the flame of dragons. only blood can do that. your blood, my blood, their blood. ❜

❛ this is their city. if you would make it yours, first must you destroy them. ❜

❛ they are vermin. drunks & fools & gutter rats. one taste of dragonflame & they will run. ❜

❛ though i cannot doubt your courage, your act was one of folly. ❜

❛ never have i seen a sight more terrible, more glorious. ❜

❛ i think your parents did not beat you often enough. take care i do not make up for their lack. ❜

❛ you may plot & plan & scheme, but you had best pray as well, for no plan made by mortals has ever withstood the whims of the gods above. ❜

❛ who can know the heart of a dragon ? ❜

❛ they will come for [ you / me ], & [ i / you ] do not have the power to resist them. ❜

❛ dear [ name. ] i had hoped that you were dead. ❜

❛ it would seem i am your prisoner … but do not think that you will hold me long. ❜

❛ we shall meet in hell before this year is done. ❜

❛ the realm has been split asunder. we must needs join it back together. ❜

❛ the sooner [ they / you ] are dead, the sooner this rebellion will end. ❜

❛ words dripped from [ your / their ] lips like honey from a comb, & never did poison taste so sweet. ❜

❛ i’d sooner dance in hell than wear your chains. ❜

❛ you must surrender. the city cannot endure another sack. save your people & save yourself. ❜

❛ perhaps you sense your end is near, & wish to pray for forgiveness for your sins. ❜

❛ the killing has gone on too long. ❜

❛ finish these foes now, or those of us not in our graves in twenty years will rue our folly when their babes strap on their father’s swords & come seeking after vengeance. ❜

❛ are you a babe in swaddling clothes, to be cozened by flowers & feasts & soft words ? ❜

❛ there are liars, turncloaks, & poisoners in this court who would murder you as quick as anything to secure their own power. ❜

❛ i want no part of this, but i will not have it said that i stood in the way of justice. ❜

❛ the realm will be a better place without you. ❜

❛ you smell of woodsmoke, not of flowers. ❜

❛ there are worse ways to die. winter has come, [ name. ] ❜

❛ do this, & i shall know that you are as wise as you are strong, as kind as you are fierce. ❜

❛ give me this, & i shall give you whatever you may choose to ask of me. ❜

❛ all i ask is all of you, forever. ❜

❛ with winter at hand, strong backs & willing hands would be welcome in many a hearth & home. ❜

❛ [ they / i ] will warm your bed in winter, & gnaw your bones come spring. ❜

❛ it’s a gentle imprisonment, but imprisonment nonetheless. ❜

❛ should the dead come rising back up from beneath the sea, i shall gladly give them back what once was theirs. ❜

❛ if [ they / i / you ] die without an heir, we shall dance again, however much we may mislike the music. ❜

❛ how can you rule the realm when you cannot rule yourself ? ❜

❛ crown [ them / me ] & we will rip all the old wounds open once again. ❜

❛ i’ve bedded two of them, i think it was. not both at once, that would have been improper. ❜

❛ you are wild, willful, & wanton, as i feared. ❜

❛ so long as [ they / you ] are kind & gentle & noble, i know that i shall love [ them / you. ] ❜

❛ soon i will be dead, & i would not die without ever knowing love. ❜

❛ whenever i see someone put to death, i like to have a flagon & a [ woman / man ] afterward, to remind myself that i am still alive. ❜

❛ you fool, you thrice - damned fool. if i dared, i would have your bloody head off. ❜

❛ i am not one who likes to laugh, & i like being laughed at even less. ❜

❛ all young men suspect they are immortal, & whenever a young warrior tastes the heady wine of victory, suspicion becomes certainty. ❜

❛ you might smile at their rebukes, but you will soon be given good reason to dread their rewards. ❜

❛ you do not need to like them, you need only wed them, bed them, & get a child from them. ❜

❛ it would be hard to picture anything more beautiful, unless perhaps all of them had arrived naked. ❜

❛ i shot them with an arrow in the arse. ❜

❛ like all such tales, they have some truth to them, well mixed with fear and falsehood. ❜

❛ you have twice [ name’s ] ambition & half of their ability. ❜

❛ it was a fool’s scheme, & it will be quickly undone. ❜

❛ begone, or i promise you, every one of you shall die here. ❜

❛ i acted only to protect you from false friends & traitors. ❜

❛ [ i do / they did ] not deserve such a death, at the hands of such a beast. ❜

❛ i swear upon my sword in the sight of gods & men that none shall do you harm whilst i stand beside you. ❜

❛ the court roared with laughter, but as i look back upon it now, i blush for shame. ❜

❛ you always were a bloody fool, [ name. ] ❜

❛ the gods chose our new regents, & it would seem that gods are just as thick as lords. ❜

❛ one who knows how to ease pain will also know how to inflict it. ❜

❛ [ you are / i am ] an adult now, [ name. ] it is time for [ you / me ] to take the governance of the kingdom into [ your / my ] own hands. ❜

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𝚀; WHAT FLAVOUR IS YOUR SOUL?

a. ──── 𝚂𝙰𝙻𝚃 [ ... ] ah little kraken, bold are you. restless sailor, dauntless fighter; lower your sword, let me see your shield. ( ah, of course, they are but the same object. ) oh wave-tossed ruffian, lend me some of your mettle would you? you have been struck by the sharpest of spears yet you still stand here proudly. but off your guard, elsewhere of the battlefield, you will find your spirit can parch others. your words are but weapons crafted from your soul. little lion: sheathe your claws, or the ones you love the most will suffer. you do not have to be strong all the time, there's nothing wrong with being soft. vulnerability is not weakness [ ... ] and if it were, what's wrong with that? strength is not always your greatest tool, your heart is good. put down excalibur, and use your words. you'll find they will carry you much farther. ( not everything in life is a battle. )

tagged by, @zaldarias ( thank you !! ) tagging, you. i reckon everyone in the fandom has done this one by now

[ohisms]

𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑬'𝑺 𝑨𝑳𝑾𝑨𝒀𝑺 𝑨 𝑫𝑶𝑾𝑵𝑺𝑰𝑫𝑬 .    (   sentence  starters  originating  from  the fourth  season  of  syfy’s ‘ warehouse 13 ′ .   change  pronouns  as  needed !  )

❛  what  is  it ?  what’s  happening ?  ❜ ❛  are  you  alright ?  ❜ ❛  this  is  wrong .  ❜ ❛  you’re  putting  your  life  on  the  line .  ❜ ❛  you  don’t  have  to  hold  my  hand .  ❜ ❛  close  your  eyes ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  there  has  to  be  another  way .  ❜ ❛  guess  i’m  not  much  of  a  hero ,  huh ?  ❜ ❛  what  aren’t  you  telling  me ?  ❜ ❛  i  guess  i  should’ve  told  you .  ❜ ❛  i  really  hope  you  can  forgive  me .  ❜ ❛  i  would  do  it  all  again .  ❜ ❛  the  world  is  a  better  place  with  you  in  it ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  you  didn’t  get  permission .  you rebel !  ❜ ❛  there  are  consequences .  ❜ ❛  right  now  i  wish  i  was  dead .  ❜ ❛  thongs  give  me  a  rash .  ❜ ❛  who  died  and  made  you  boss  of  me ?  ❜ ❛  are  you  protecting  me ?  ❜ ❛  [ name ]  said  he  was  gonna  tell  you  …  ❜ ❛  you  owe  me  a  dinner .   a  very  nice  dinner .  ❜ ❛  when  was  the  last  time  you  slept ?  ❜ ❛  what  are  you  keeping  from  me ?   spill .  ❜ ❛  if  you  need  me  for  ANY  reason  whatsoever ,   call  me .   but  only  if  it’s  important .  ❜ ❛  we’ve  been  through  a  lot .  i  think  we  should  just  lay  low   &   take  it  easy .  ❜ ❛  OKAY ,   so  many  questions …  ❜ ❛  look  at  you ,   having  ideas !  ❜ ❛  i  have  ideas !   most  of  them  are  illegal .  ❜ ❛  we  both  know  this  is  about  so  much  more  than  that .  ❜ ❛  real  suffering  is  knowing  what  lays  just  beyond  your  grasp  and  never  being  able  to  reach  it .  ❜ ❛  some  risks  are  worth  taking .  ❜ ❛  no .  you  don’t  get  to  just  quit  on  us .  ❜ ❛  this  is  not  a  debate !  ❜ ❛  you  slept  with  her ,  didn’t  you ?  ❜ ❛  can  we  just  do  this  &  go  home ?  ❜ ❛  for  the  record ,  i  don’t  want  you  out  of  my  hair .  ❜ ❛  this  is  not  how  i  wanted  to  handle  this ,  &  you  know  it .  ❜ ❛  there’s  no  turning  back ,   now .  ❜ ❛  i’m  not  even  going  to  pretend  to  understand  what  you’re  talking  about .  ❜ ❛  can  i  ask  …   what  happened ?  ❜ ❛  are  you  sure  you’re  okay ?   you  still  look  a  little  woozy .  ❜ ❛  it  went  by  so  fast ,   i  just  …  i  honestly  don’t  know .  ❜ ❛  i  tried  to  tell  you ,   but  you  didn’t  want  to  hear  it .  ❜ ❛  all  this  anger  &  hate ,   it’s  not  good  for  you .  ❜ ❛  how  could  you  say  that ?  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  stop .  look  at  me .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  let  it  go .   i  really  do ,   but  i  don’t  know  how .  ❜ ❛  can  you  feel  my  heart  beating ?  ❜ ❛  what  did  you  do  to  him ??  ❜ ❛  do  you  have  a  better  idea ?  ❜ ❛  forget  about  me ,  just  save  them .  ❜ ❛  why  don’t  you  just  kill  me ?  ❜   ❛  take  this ,  &  disappear .  ❜ ❛  [ name ]  wouldn’t  do  that .  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  see  a  way  out  this  time .  ❜ ❛  i  just  need  you  to  trust  me .  ❜ ❛  there’s  that  smile  …   i’m  glad  it’s  the  last  thing  i’ll  see .  ❜ ❛  [ name ]  …  i  never  stopped  loving  you .  ❜ ❛  don’t  do  this ,   [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  there’s  nobody  there !  it’s  just  you ,   it’s  just  you .  ❜ ❛  it’s  gonna  be  okay ,   okay ?  we’re  gonna  figure  this  out .  ❜ ❛  i  want  you  to  leave .  go .  go ,  now .  ❜ ❛  let  me  help  you .  ❜ ❛  you’re  in  my  way .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  can  you  hear  me ?  ❜ ❛  what  is  it ?  are  you  okay ?  ❜ ❛  no  one  is  giving  up .  ❜ ❛  i’m  sorry ,  [ name ] ,  but  that’s  not  gonna  happen .  ❜ ❛  just  for  once ,   will  you  please  listen  to  me  &  do  as  you  are  told ?  ❜ ❛  you  can  tell  me  where  it  is ,  or  i  can  find  it  myself .   telling  me  where  it  is  is  the  safer  choice .  ❜ ❛  don’t  do  anything  foolish ,   [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  listen  to  me .  we  can  help  you .  ❜ ❛  no  matter  what  they  say ,   it’s  a  lie .  ❜ ❛  you’ve  already  lost  this  battle .  ❜ ❛  i  know  you’re  in  there .  i  know  you  can  hear  me ,   so  please  -  before  anyone  else  gets  hurt ,   let  me  help  you .   ❜ ❛  you  know  i’m  capable  of  this .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  look ,  it’s  over !  ❜ ❛  this  is  over  when  i  say  it’s  over .  ❜ ❛  i  think  this  might  be  the  end .  ❜ ❛  i  killed  someone  i  love .  ❜ ❛  i’m  trying  something  different .  ❜ ❛  i  asked  you  to  leave  me  out  of  this .  ❜ ❛  maybe  just …  coffee ,  next  time ?  ❜ ❛  you  will  never  lose  this  friend .  ❜ ❛  another  stereotype  shattered .  ❜ ❛  does  [ name ]  know  who  you  really  are ?  ❜ ❛  i  know  what  i  have  to  do .  ❜ ❛  you  warned  me .  ❜ ❛  oh  my  god ,  he’s  your  ex -  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  think  that  that’s  relevant .  ❜ ❛  i  think  i’ve  had  this  exact  nightmare  before .  ❜ ❛  do  you  need  us  to  hate  him ?  because  we  can  hate  him .  ❜ ❛  i’d  really  rather  talk  about  this  at  another  time  that’s  not  now .  ❜ ❛  i’m  not  here  to  talk  about  my  feelings .  ❜ ❛  you  were  always ,  always  lying  to  me !  ❜ ❛  why  do  i  suddenly  want  vodka ?   ❜ ❛  we  can  talk  about  it  when  i’m  dead !  ❜ ❛  i  knew  i  was  your  type !  ❜ ❛  i  know  you  can  do  this ,  come  on -  ❜ ❛  whatever  it  is ,  just  trust  me ,  tell  me .  ❜ ❛  the  problem  with  hiding  things  behind  glass  doors  is  you  can  see  through  them .  ❜ ❛  i  guess  you  never  really  knew  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  you  really  wanna  talk  about  this ?  ❜ ❛  i’ve  been  getting  in  touch  with  my  sensitive  side .   knock ,  knock ,  [ name ] .  i’m  home .  ❜ ❛  poetry  sucks ,  because  it  doesn’t  make  any  sense .  ❜ ❛  it  would  be  a  lot  easier  for  both  of  us  if  you  weren’t  here .  ❜ ❛  my  personal  stuff  cannot  get  in  the  way  of  this  job .  ❜ ❛  this  is  cutting  it  a  little  too  close .  ❜ ❛  i’m  a  liability  …   you  can  finish  it  up ,  i’ll  wait  in  the  car .  ❜ ❛  that’s  not  even  remotely  funny .  ❜ ❛  there  are  things  that  i  can’t  tell  you .  ❜ ❛  i’m  trying  to  protect  you .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  you  never  even  said  goodbye .  ❜ ❛  you  really  want  the  truth  all  the  time ?  ❜ ❛  i  was  always  scared  i’d  screw  up ,  &  it  made  me  screw  up  even  more .  ❜ ❛  if  i  couldn’t  make  it  work  with  you ,  then  i  couldn’t  make  it  work  with  anyone .  ❜ ❛  trust  me ,  these  people  are  not  your  friends .  ❜ ❛  i  couldn’t  leave  without  saying  goodbye ,  you’d  never  let  me  hear  the  end  of  it .  ❜ ❛  why  does  everyone  want  to  talk  today ?  ❜ ❛  you’re  not  thinking  what  i  think  you’re  thinking ,   are  you ?  ❜ ❛  we  need  to  stop  cutting  these  things  so  close .  ❜ ❛  you’re  not  listening  to  a  word  i’m  saying ,  are  you ?  ❜ ❛  you’re  relentless .  ❜ ❛  how  do  you  know  [ name ] ?  ❜ ❛  it’s  late ,  you  look  tired .  ❜ ❛  killed  by  a  pirate ?  that’s  how  i  wanna  go  out .  ❜ ❛  if  i  was  stalking  you ,  i  would’ve  known  where  you  were  at  one  o’clock  in  the  morning .  ❜ ❛  what  would  i  do  without  you ?  ❜ ❛  this  proves  nothing .  ❜ ❛  you  remember  me .  that’s  good .  ❜ ❛  i  am  way  past  believing  anything  you  have  to  say .  ❜ ❛  i  wish  i  didn’t  have  to  lie  to  you .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  be  mortal .  ❜ ❛  what  did  you  do ?  ❜ ❛  you  took  everything  from  me .  now ,  i’ll  take  something  from  you .  ❜ ❛  i  won’t  leave  you  here !  ❜ ❛  [ name ]  knows  what  i  want .  ❜ ❛  i  have  a  score  to  settle .  ❜ ❛  you  have  to  go  somewhere  safe .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  be  careful .  i’ve  already  lost  enough  people  that  i  care  about .  ❜ ❛  do  you  have  anything  else  to  do  but  look  doubtful ?  ❜ ❛  look ,  i  know  that  you’re  worried .  ❜ ❛  i just  …  i  need  help .  ❜ ❛  i’m  not  gonna  let  you  ignore  this .  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  remember  much .  ❜ ❛  there’s  no  time .  ❜ ❛  how  long  have  you  known ?  ❜ ❛  you’ve  been  lying  to  me  for  as  long  as  i’ve  known  you .  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  just  leave  you  here .  ❜ ❛  you  have  to  go .  ❜

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tag drop,

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broke: a/rya leaves braavos and goes back to westeros to k*ll cersei!! woke: a/rya has been listening to rumours and tales of d/aenerys and three actual live dragons for years. leaves braavos for meereen to see for herself

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* reminder that this portrayal is explicitly novel based, not show based. show!arya learned virtually nothing from her time in braavos aside from assassination training, novel!arya learned subtlety and discipline above all else. there's virtually none of the cockiness in my portrayal that we see in seasons seven and eight of the show; she is quieter, more calculative and unpredictable - but her sense of justice is unchanged, and ultimately she is still arya. because.... well...... her identity was kind of the point.

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verse info:  house of the dragon au.  after releasing otto hightower from his position as hand of the king, viserys i targaryen names eddard stark of winterfell as his replacement, welcoming both the lone wolf of winterfell and his family to king’s landing.  in 115AC, arya is the third born child and second daughter to lord eddard stark and lady catelyn tully,  the same year lucerys velaryon is born the second son to the princess rhaenyra targaryen and leanor velaryon.

the little wolf only knows winterfell a short time, and grows up alongside her siblings, aegon ii, aemond, haelena, jacerys, and lucerys in the red keep. more oft’ found running around with the pack of boys than sitting at her needlework lessons: she proves to be a trial from early adolescence. an expert at sneaking away from her septa at age four, it is written that the young girl was a talented rider by age seven, and furthermore a skilled marksman at age nine. at age six,  she is betrothed to lucerys velaryon to be wed when they come of age.  at age ten, she claims THE CANNIBAL on dragonmont  at the hour of the wolf, becoming the first northern dragonrider: known in history as  the night wolf that grew wings.  house stark sides with the blacks during the dance of dragons: below is her story, as it is told by mushroom in fire and blood.

unlike her elder sister who seemed naturally born to grace and manner, arya’s mother, septa and handmaidens all despair at making a lady out of her. she is often covered in bruises from running and from playfighting, and can frequently be found training with the young boys out in the yard (until someone discovers her, and totes her back to her proper lessons with the other young ladies.)

at age six, a proposition to betroth arya to lucerys velaryon is born to the court, and despite reluctance from her lord father, it is soon deemed an advantageous pairing to unite the blood of the first men and the blood of old valyria. this betrothal is soon made official that stark and velaryon be wed when they come of age, and appears to be a good match, as the two young children seem to get along as well as could be hoped for. unfortunately, growing up with targaryens and velaryons does however fixate her attention to one thing in particular: dragons. while not of valyrian descent, arya begins to furiously study not only dragons and dragonriders, but also the high valyrian language (which she takes to as if born to it) and furthermore the process of bonding with a dragon. she begins sneaking down into the dragonpit, bringing along offerings of meats and valyrian lullabys in order to gain trust, however much to her dismay, she is often chased out by the threat of being burned. ( it’s important to note that the first time this happens, arya is discovered and brought before ned by the caretakers. at such time, he forbids her from returning to the pit… however, it only seems to spur her on even more. )

sneaking into the dragonpit countless times not only teaches her what calms and what aggravates the dragons that reside there, but also teaches her to be light on her feet until she can move about almost silently. one faithful evening at age ten, arya is successful in claiming the cannibal, by seeking him out on dragonmont and climbing upon his back. once out of the pit, she flies him bare-back thrice around king’s landing before landing again as dawn breaks over the sky. by this time, word had already gone around that the daughter of ned stark was not only missing from her room, but furthermore caused a disturbance: as she lands cannibal in the yard, all that have been searching for her suddenly know why – and as the caretakers move to accost her, cannibal covers her with a wing and roars so loud that it seems to shake the very foundation of the stable: letting all know that arya is his, and he is arya’s.

she is recorded by mushroom as the first northern dragon rider: known in history books as the night wolf that grew wings.

in 120ac, after a funeral is held for the late lady laena targaryen, a fight breaks out between the group of children when aemond targaryen claims vhagar as his mount. jacerys, lucerys, baela, rhaena, joffrey and arya are involved: and when she is woken and informed of what transpired, arya stashes a small dagger in her clothes. later, the dagger is knocked from her hand, and as aemond threatens to kill jacerys with a rock, luke swipes it from the ground, and cuts out the prince’s eye. (WIP)

visual references for cannibal featured below the second cut,