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@nothusreginae-blog
Hello!
Its been a while hasn't it? Well I just want to let you know, I dont have the energy to log in and out of blogs anymore.
So.. I'm movie Tya to a multimuse blog. Same with Arrely, and Graycie, and my Bran and Leona, and my Oberyn ams Doreah. Its under construction but all of them can be found at @songcfmuses
I just need to edit it up. It is a side blog to my Arya Stark blog, but I still home you guys are interested enough to write with me there!
Hiatus notice
Lack of muse, school.. I'll be back eventually.
Sorry
shegrewstrong:
@nothusreginae liked the starter call
Margaery’s expression was tense. She sat, hands in her lap. Staring into the distance.
Not wishing to frighten her friend, Tya approached her slowly, before softly asking, “Lady Margaery? Are you alright?”
A Very Crack Open
shegrewstrong:
“Tya this isn’t about taste this is about giving my brother and his boyfriend a secret child by me, as my first husband is unable to help I must find a different path.”
“You make a very good point... You’re likely to die a maid in Renly’s bed anyway. We’ll find you one of my father’s bastards... Edric’s too young, so we’ll have to look in the city..” Perhaps they could find an Estermont that looked close enough? “I hear there’s a blacksmith who looks like my father, we could blindfold him?”
A Very Crack Open
shegrewstrong:
“Searching For:
A male individual who is the epitome of discretion, dark haired, high cheek boned. Must like breasts. If you happen to resemble King Robert, bonus.”
“Do you not have taste in men, Margaery-” She remembered her own taste in men, and promptly decided to shut up. “Nevermind, you sleep with whomever you wish.”
— closed ♚
unburntxqueen:
♛ — Daenerys’ features softened before she frowned while she heard Tya’s words - not because of confusion, but because she felt rather moved by the woman’s short speech. Dany could hear she did not speak out of the wish to accept her as the new queen, but because she was afraid.
❝I will have mercy on you❞, Dany promised quickly. For some reason she did not want the young woman to be afraid; Tya must have been her age after all, and Dany herself did not like scaring people like that. She had fought for the common people’s rights in Slaver’s Bay, how could anyone be afraid of her ? ❝You shall be protected here for as long as you’re loyal to me❞, she added quickly, not wanting to sound as soft as she felt.
Emerald eyes turn sharply to the dragon queen, a near startled look upon her face. She had not expected mercy, not for who she was, or how she was born. She cleared her throat, composing herself once more. “Thank you, Your Grace. I shall be loyal, until my death.” She had no choice. If Daenerys proved to be a good ruler, Tya would have no complaints. If the wars ended, and all was well- Tya would do nothing.
“My son, Your Grace, he is only a babe. The last of my babes. A young boy, please, he is a Blount, not a Lannister or a Baratheon. Will you have mercy upon him also? And have him returned to my care?” She wanted her son, she need to see her little boy’s smile again, his beautiful blue eyes.
“You are Arya of Winterfell, daughter of the North. You told me you could be strong. You have the wolf blood in you.”
Indie. Sel. Arya Stark CREDIT
&& GIRLS SEE MORE BLOOD THAN BOYS.
— closed ♚
unburntxqueen:
@nothusreginae
♛ — ❝You may come in❞, Daenerys ordered, taking a seat on her new throne. After she had defeated Cersei Lannister and conquered King’s Landing, she decided to let most of the people choose whether they accepted her reign or not - Tya was one of the last ones to decide. As the young woman walked into the room, Daenerys eyed her carefully, waiting for her to speak and tell her decision.
Her fate hung in the balance after her mother had been defeated. Tommey’s life, especially, hung in the balance. She’d lost her brothers, her sister, her father and mother, her uncle... three babes. She had to protect her son. Hands clasped in front of her, the Baratheon Lannister bastard, walked into the throne room, head held high. She waited until she stood nearer to the Queen than not, before glancing around the room, and slowly dropping to her knees. “I, Tya Baratheon-” “Waters.” She was interrupted, and her eyes flashed towards the man, before she huffed. “Waters, pledge fealty to Queen Daenerys Targaryen. I pledge the fealty of Houses Lannister and Baratheon to the Iron Throne, House Targaryen, and Queen Daenerys. I beg that you may have mercy upon me, Your Grace.”
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//written by beth.
❝ Oh, my head… where… where am I? ❞
“Not where you should be.” Is her answer, as she dabs at the fevering Targaryen’s head. “Also, alive.” If just, in truth Tya should be giving Daenerys over to her mother, but... she cannot. Her loyalty is drawn, and torn.
“Why’re you sick?” She asked, pressing cold hands to Daenerys’ burning forehead.
Tya: Wants to write in Season 7
Mun: Doesn’t watch the show
Tya: .... Do it.
Mun:...
✧ BATMAN: ARKHAM KNIGHT PROMPTS.
some are considered to be triggering and/or offensive with heavy mentions of death and threatening lives.
❝ How many lives will you destroy in pursuit of what you call justice? ❞
❝ How many more bones would you crush? ❞
❝ What have I got to be afraid of? ❞
❝ You’re afraid of being ashes. ❞
❝ Talk, or I will crush every bone in your body. ❞
❝ If you’re lying, I’ll break the other one. ❞
❝ You know, you see a lot in this job. ❞
❝ I may never get the chance to tell you this, to say sorry. ❞
❝ We’d do anything for our family. ❞
❝ I might have told you a teeny, tiny little lie. ❞
❝ You did good. We did good! You should be proud. ❞
❝ Don’t answer, then. We know the truth. ❞
❝ It’s all personal. Very personal. ❞
❝ Nature always wins. ❞
❝ You don’t scare me. ❞
❝ Shh… it’s okay to be afraid. ❞
❝ Oh, my head… where… where am I? ❞
❝ You can sell them for scrap, if you ever get out. ❞
❝ Oh, what’s the matter? Touched a nerve? ❞
❝ Just so we’re on the same page here, I fully, intend to kill you. ❞
❝ But first, we’re gonna make you suffer. ❞
❝ Can you remember when it was simple? ❞
❝ You still haven’t apologized. ❞
❝ You know, half the crooks in Gotham think I feed you info. ❞
❝ Well yeah, when there’s something in it for me. ❞
❝ Sorry for making criminals think less of you. ❞
❝ Hey, have I ever hurt anyone? ❞
❝ Hey, boss! We’re gettin’ you outta here! ❞
❝ Deep down, I knew war was coming. ❞
❝ I was just waiting for someone to pull the trigger. ❞
❝ Something’s changed. You’re different. ❞
❝ I prefer to call it a work in progress, but it does show potential. ❞
❝ There’s no perfection without a little pain! ❞
❝ You know, I was just going to suggest you do that. ❞
❝ You’re trapped. There’s nowhere to run. ❞
❝ Who said anything about running? ❞
❝ Ha! No prison can hold me! Uh, hang on a second. ❞
❝ So here’s the part where you tell me off… ❞
❝ This is the end. This is the last time we meet. ❞
❝ Don’t talk like that, okay? ❞
❝ This won’t stop you. Nothing stops you. ❞
❝ You don’t want me hanging around, stealing the spotlight. ❞
❝ Tea party’s over, freak. Let’s start talking. ❞
❝ I give the orders here, not you. ❞
❝ And you’ll have three dead cops by the time I’m through. ❞
❝ We’ll see about that. Now, quit with the rhymes! ❞
❝ Now, now, officer, you mistake me for a snitch. ❞
❝ Where are they, you little son of a bitch! ❞
❝ Hahahahaha! That certainly scratched my itch. ❞
❝ Taking the warden, why not just kill him/her and escape? ❞
❝ If you want him/her dead, why come to me? You seem capable. ❞
❝ There are many in this city with a gift for causing harm. ❞
❝ I’ve seen what your toxin does. I want that. ❞
❝ Where am I? What’s happening to me? ❞
❝ The world should see you for the worthless thing you are. ❞
❝ I told you I knew everything about you, didn’t I? ❞
❝ Spare me the good cop/bad cop routine. ❞
❝ See, you’re supposed to keep me talking. ❞
❝ Look me in the eye and say that. ❞
❝ I’ve had a devil of a time tracking you down. ❞
❝ So, it’s over, the whole world knows. What now? ❞
❝ I’m not feeling myself tonight. ❞
❝ Er, um, you’ll feel better tomorrow. ❞
❝ I trusted you and you just left me to die! ❞
❝ Don’t you dare lie to me! ❞
❝ Guys, guys, guys, so good to see you. ❞
❝ I’ve got nothing to say to you. ❞
❝ I did it. Cornered you. Did what no one else could. ❞
❝ I already know, and I’m not waiting anymore. ❞
❝ But know this: it’ll be an act of mercy when you do. ❞
❝ Abandon the city, for I will unleash your greatest fears. ❞
❝ Lost for words? I expected more… I’m hurt. ❞
❝ How long did you wait before replacing me, huh? ❞
❝ Without fear, life is meaningless. ❞
❝ Why aren’t you scared!? ❞
❝ You’re old, you’re predictable and you never stood a chance. ❞
❝ You used to put up a fight. ❞
❝ I would have kept it when I was finished with you. ❞
❝ I’ve trained my mind to feel no pain. ❞
❝ Don’t be fooled, don’t think you’re winning. ❞
❝ It’s not the face you’re given… It’s the face you choose. ❞
❝ If I’m not mistaken, turned out to be rather a long one if I recall… ❞
❝ No… no! Those guns, they were mine! ❞
❝ Things change. Now, it’s just war. ❞
❝ I tried one of those question mark games they have around here. ❞
❝ I pressed the button and burnt the evil bastard myself. ❞
❝ You don’t need to worry about us, or feel responsible. ❞
❝ Once I understood your greatest fear, controlling you was simple. ❞
❝ Think very carefully about your next move. ❞
❝ That’s what I like about you - predictable! ❞
❝ You will bring death to all who follow you. ❞
❝ You were young, full of rage. You still got that fight? ❞
❝ Die, knowing that I will make them suffer- every one. ❞
❝ You die here, and your legend dies with you. ❞
❝ I kinda hoped you’d put more of a fight. ❞
❝ Sorry kid. You shoulda stuck to the little leagues. ❞
❝ I did it! I actually did it! I mean, of course I did! ❞
❝ I don’t think you’ll be solving this one. ❞
❝ Riddle me this: What’s dead? You! ❞
❝ My only regret is I didn’t kill ‘em myself. ❞
❝ You’re dead! Wait, does that mean I’m dead?! ❞
❝ Well that’s what I get for betting it all on black. ❞
❝ You survive everything I ever threw at you only to die now, like this? ❞
❝ Do me a favor and die already. I got a business to run! ❞
❝ Is this some kind of joke? Trying to run me outta Gotham? ❞
❝ I can see the same fire in your eyes. Before this night is through… that fire will consume you. ❞
❝ I’m going to steal all your money, and destroy everything you’ve built here, okay? ❞
Turn ask replies into threads.
If you like a response I made, you are more than allowed to just take it and make it into a thread. Some of you do this already, but others might need a bit of a verbal confirmation to let them know that they are more than allowed to do so. When I put a lot of effort into something, I really do enjoy when it sparks the need to turn things into threads with people. Whatever random situation I put our muses in normally something that I’ve wanted to write for a while, and I assume that you do too because you sent me the thing in the first place!
Write out a thing and tag me or mention me. I want to see where things go from there. Plus, who knows, if you wanted something with our muses, breaking the ice tends to make it easier to get that thing.
longmayshereign-cersei:
“In truth neither would I, alas I have need of him at least for now.” She needed him to deal with all these rebellious lords and ladies but once all seven kingdoms bowed to her as they all should, then she would no longer have any need of him.
She turned to face her daughter, her eldest and her last. She brushed a lock of golden hair back and smiled into her face. “Remember, you have to put up with the people you hate but only so long as they are useful. When they cease to be useful, you remove them utterly and completely.”
Her eyes slid closed at the contact from her mother, before her eyes opened once more and she was smiling. “I have learnt. I hated my own husband. And I confess, that, yes it was I who caused his death. To think I’ve done as you would.” Everyone had known, though none had any proof of it at the time.
“When we no longer need Lord Euron, he shall be killed, yes? He seems to make a mocker of Uncle Jaime, and he is a right cunt. I hate him already.” She confessed to her mother, looking up at the taller woman with a questioning look.
longmayshereign-cersei:
“Well, that was certainly interesting wasn’t it?” Cersei muttered as she climbed down from the iron throne and walked over to where her pitcher of wine was standing, she poured herself a glass.
“Your thoughts on Lord Euron?” She asked after she had taken a sip
Her eyes glance up towards her mother, standing where she had remained for the past few moments. “Would you like my honest thoughts, or ones that may flatter him?”
She took a few steps towards Cersei, rolling her eyes. “Between you and me, your grace,” She giggled out the title. “He’s no more worthy the title king, than father was worth marrying you. I wouldn’t quite mind it if he disappeared.”
animusviincit:
@nothusreginae replied to your post: Bran Stark, King in The North, and his wife Queen…
Canon historically and in ASOIAF
well obviously grrm took inspiration from the love story between these two famous renaissance figures and used it for his novels :)))
GRRM has such love for the figures such respect for them too :))
