Jon Snow

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“Your children were meant to have these pups, my lord."

An Independent WIP Jon Snow, Book & Graphic Novel Based, Head Canon and Theory Influenced; Show Muse and Event Friendly

Rules || The Motherless Bastard || Icon Cred

Penned By Desiree

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Official Semi Hiatus Announcement

So some of you may be aware I’ve been dealing with some personal stuff. A couple of you have reached out, and I’d like to say thank you so much for that.

I know I haven’t be active on anywhere so I’m making the official notification here.

I’m getting my shit together. And I’m getting my muses together.

@tyrell-margaerytyrell will become my main blog and sole operating base. It will not change the name, because Margaery is and will remain The Star of the Show. However the blog is undergoing severe WIP while I update it and prepare everything. Because while Margaery will be the star of the show. She’s going to share the stage.

All four of her family members from @fromthereachwithlove will be moved here So will @snowsaviorofpups

And all of the characters I’ve been experimenting with at @musingaboutmuses

I will at no point take on more then Magaery+12 Muses. That is the number I’m going to force on myself.

Anyway. I just wanted to make a universal information drop so anyone still reading is in the loop!

-Spryte

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Hello all. I know I've been extremely inactive lately, and sorry about that. I kind of. Stopped being engaged after six years. And not because we got married.

After a less then amicable break up, I've just been feeling a bit adrift. I'm still alive. I still have muse. I'm just having trouble with focusing.

I'll get back on things ASAP. In the mean time, please, feel free to pester me.

-Desiree, the Mun

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“Your children were meant to have these pups, my lord.“

An Independent WIP Jon Snow, Book & Graphic Novel Based, Head Canon and Theory Influenced; Show Muse and Event Friendly

Rules || The Motherless Bastard || Icon Cred

Penned By Rey

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A Letter, and A Long Shot || Jon & “Alayne Stone“

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Life had not been kind to House Stark since the family had parted ways on that fateful day. It felt like a lifetime ago to Jon. He was Lord Commander on the Wall now-and though he wasn’t actually alone, he felt it. His father and brothers were dead. His uncle and sisters were missing. That said, even on the wall, one heard rumors.

Well. If anyone asked, that was Jon’s explanation. It was better then “he’d dreamed it”. He wasn’t even sure it was his dream, or something shared from Ghost. The faithful Direwolf as settled on the floor beside his feet as he sat in his quarters, at a massive desk. But how could Ghost be dreaming of the Vale? Surely he hadn’t been there, either. Jon knew he never had.

Yet...if there was even a chance...

Thus, he prepared a careful letter to go out with all the others asking great houses for aid in the days to come. That was his duty now, after all. But this letter would be bound for someone he’d never heard of before: Alayne Stone, in the Vale. Once the letter was sealed and submitted with the others, innocuous and revealing nothing of its true nature, Jon glanced down at Ghost, who lifted his head to peer back at him. “If this is a mistake, I’m blaming you.”

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Alayne Stone -----

If I am mistaken, Miss Stone, please disregard this letter as the ramblings of a man gone mad with grief on the wall. I don’t know how to explain any of this to someone who isn’t who I believe you may be in actuality.

If you are Alayne Stone, and Alayne Stone is you,

It eases my heart to know you are alive, and that you escaped King’s Landing. I hope Lord Tyrion treated you well, he seemed a good man when we traveled. Then again, the world has tilted on its axis since then, hasn’t it?

I know you were never particularly fond of me, and that when I became a Brother of the Black, I surrendered all claim to my life before. But I can’t pretend my family doesn’t still matter to me. If I wasn’t aware of what lies beyond the wall, I’d surely have gone to Robb during his rebellion.

Robb...

Know if I could have died in the place of our true born brother, I would a hundred times. Him, or Bran or Rickon. I know it isn’t much to say. I was the closest to Winterfell, and I had no idea the Ironborn were there then. It is...a long complicated tale.

Did you know the Free Folk have a term for hair like yours? They call it ‘kissed by fire’. It is supposed to bring good fortune. I don’t know if I believe that, but it is interesting all the same.

There is more to say-so much more. However, if I’m wrong-and this letter has just found itself delivered to a poor girl named Alayne Stone who has no idea who I am-I’d rather not get into it, and apologize for bothering you. If I am right, I beg you to write me back, so I might know I am not alone in this world.

998th Lord Commander, Jon Snow

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thelonewendwater​:

Shame of the Starks || Mariela & Jon

Mariela saw the annoyance on his face. Has she done something wrong already before even being introduced? She listened to him speak before shaking her head. “I have met all of the Starks on my arrival, including their children.” She explained to him. That was true, she had met everyone upon her arrival and made it seem that there was no one else to meet. They were wrong of course, he was someone whom she has met yet.

She listened to him as he told her his name. Snow, of course that would be the reason why he wasn’t around on her arrival. They probably didn’t want the Stsrk’s bastard to make them look bad. “Jon Snow, It is nice to meet you.” She said to him with a smile.

“Err. You as well, Lady Wendwater,” Jon swallowed and scratched the back of his head, “With...respect. I didn’t-and don’t-mean to be rude. I’m just. Not sure I’m supposed to be talking to you. A proper northern born lady visiting from another house and all.”

It wasn’t like if they were hosting a procession. That was different. Then it was all hands on deck. But it was also always about remembering your place. His was not in front of company.

“But if you would like a guide, I’m sure any of Lord and Lady Stark’s true born children would be happy to. Robb is about our age. Sansa is very well spoken and friendly. Arya knows where all the good short cuts are.”

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look after my muse!

🔥my muse is feverish

🤕 my muse is high on painkillers

🤢 my muse has an upset stomach

👻 my muse scrapes their knee

🥣 my muse needs help eating

👟 my muse collapses

🌜my muse is exhausted after a long day

🌫️ my muse is dizzy

🚨 my muse has a headache

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Send a symbol for your muse

Send along ‘switch’ to reverse the roles

✦ to wipe something from my muse’s face (eyelash, food crumb, etc.)

✤ to share a drink or snack with my muse 

✿ to help my muse shave 

★ to stroke my muse’s hair 

♡ to give my muse a needed trim

⊙to apply make up on my muse

ღ to help my muse wash up (whether it be their hair, body, some blood off their hands, etc.)

❣️ to help my muse put on or take off their shoes 

❇ to give my muse a smile after making eye contact

❂ to offer my muse a hand to help them with a step

✪ to lean in close to say something to my muse 

❅ to lay on top of my muse

✴ to brush a thumb over my muse’s cheek

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Shame of the Starks || Mariela & Jon

It was Mariela’s first official visit to Winterfell with her father. Of course her father had attended meetings and the like here already but he never brought Mariela with him, until today. They were here to offer a thanks to the Starks for aiding them the past autumn with some failed crops, leaving them with not enough food to feed everyone in the winter. They brought with them two new horses as a gift and showing of their gratitude.

The welcome to Winterfell was warming and inviting, never knowing that there was a person missing. She was of course given a room in the guest quarters of Winterfell which she found rather lovely and she soon became giddy with wanting to explore Winterfell on her own. Which is what she did after settling into her room, which they were to stay a few days after all.

Walking down the stone corridors and pathways she followed them closely and tried to remember the way she came so when the time came to go back to her room, she could do so with ease. However, she managed to also find someone on her travels through the halls, someone whom she did not recognise. “Oh! Hello.” She said quickly to the stranger, but it seemed that he didn’t want to say anything to her and he quickly moved away. That was strange and rude of him not to introduce himself but she thought she must introduce herself to him so she pursued him. “I am Mariela Wendwater, what may I call you?” She asked as she caught up with him.

“Shit.” He spoke the word quietly but out loud. Lady Catelyn would not be happy about this. Caught (and cornered-how did he not know this was a dead end?), Jon sighed and lowered the apple and his hand, averting his eyes.

“I’m not one a find lady like yourself should worry yourself about,” He mumbled a bit, “You should probably be looking for Lord Eddard’s son-Robb. He’s the heir. Then there’s Sansa, the eldest daughter. The youngest are the boys, Bran and Rickon. Then there’s Arya-another daughter, but a true Northern Born woman, ready to take on the world without apology.”

He may have spoken with some bias towards an obvious favorite sibling.

“I’m...no one important. I’m just. Jon. Jon Snow.”

He hoped that would explain enough. Snow. The Northern Bastard name. He was Lord Eddard’s son out of wedlock. A shame to his father’s otherwise unblemished honor, and an insult to his marriage brought home to roost.

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“How Soon is Now” Lyric Sentence Starters

I am the son and the heir of a shyness that is criminally vulgar

I am the son and heir of nothing in particular 

You shut your mouth

How can you say I go about things the wrong way?

I am human and I need to be loved just like everybody else does

I am human

I need to be loved

There’s a club if you’d like to go 

You could meet somebody who really loves you

So you go, and you stand on your own

You go home, and you cry, and you want to die

When you say it’s gonna happen “now”, well, when exactly do you mean?

See I’ve already waited too long and all my hope is gone

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Shame of the Starks || Mariela & Jon

@thelonewendwater

A guest had come to Winterfell. A member of one of their banner houses, in fact. It wasn’t sure if this was simply them offering tribute, congratulations, or asking for help yet. But Lady Catelyn had made one thing perfectly clear without words.

She didn’t want to have to explain her husband’s bastard. He was a shame to her. A shame against the entire name of Stark and the history of Winterfell.

So Jon tried to be completely unaware of the visitors and keep to himself. This, however, backfired. It meant he didn’t know when not to be where. And as a result ended in an almost comical sequence when he stepped around the corner of a hall, about to take a bite out of an apple, and stopped in his tracks. He was facing a young lady he didn’t recognize, and she was well dressed.

That meant she was from House Wendwater. He didn’t actually remove the apple, or finish taking the bite. He just hurriedly back out of view, or hoped he did, before turning on his heel and hoping to escape the situation.

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"There are five pups, Lord Stark. Three male, two female. You have five true born children, three sons, and two daughters. The Direwolf is the Sigil of your house. Your children were meant to have these pups, my lord."

Jon Snow, Book One of A Song of Ice and Fire, leaving himself out of the count so his half siblings can each have an adorable puppy.