#ashseas

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@ashseas    //    ASH ! 

         “I do not recall ever          giving permission for          you to use such          language, my sweet.         You had better apologize.” 

     “i’m n-not sorry, and i’m n-not going to apologize to y-you.” 

[qeldliie-blog]

pats vis on the head

happy dragon noises intensify!

[hefzyisback]

continued form here @ashseas

“Oh no, don’t mistake me with your captor. I’ m not the one who brought you here” 

Hefzy said with a rather pleasant smirk

“I don’t want you to beg, no no no. I just want a little favour, you see, and i will help you to get out  and feed you”

[choosehero-archive]

@ashseas    //    captain . 

         “Like what? Like a prize to be won? I can’t          do that, sweetling. For you see, you are a          prize. My prize, in fact.” 

     “i am not a prize, and i do not belong to you.”  no matter what, that would remain true. no matter what, sanders would hold fast to that insistence. he’d endured too much in too many terrible hands for any less resistance. 

[needlcd]

@ashseas      /      cont.

she   regards   the   scene   with   stone   features  ,      mayhaps   a   year   ago   she   might   have   argued  ,      but   now   there   is   no   shock  ,      no   offence  ,      nothing   but   time   slowly   wasting   and   the   weight   of   the   faux   slave   collar   bearing   heavy   iron   around   her   neck  .      he   had   to   do   it  .      she   understands  .

❛      you   should   take   his   boots  ,      ❜      Arya   notes  .      ❛      you   might   need   good   boots  .      ❜      and   they’re   hardly   like   to   fit   her   tiny   feet  .

[ragsandrocks-blog]

     “What is it you think will capture his attention?” The defiance of Falia’s voice was not enough to entirely mask her apprehension, for a hint of fear prickled in her wide, bright eyes. She stepped forward against her instincts, for instinct told her to cover herself, to run, to go anywhere she would not be caught in the middle of games played between men far more worldly and powerful than she. But the truth was, she had nowhere to go. “You’d best make it worthwhile. I know more of his cruelty than you do. And if you hurt me--”

@ashseas from here [x]

[sovereignstark]

Plotted starter for @ashseas​ !!

                                 Robb refrains from UNSHEATHING his sword but his hand rests upon the pommel, a PRECAUTION but also a mild WARNING. If necessary he will fight but Robb is calm and collected for now, awaiting COMMUNICATION as a possible response rather than violence, as his father has taught him. He stands in front of his men, a SLIGHT inclination of his head gesturing for them to move further back. 

          “--I trust there is a purpose for your ABRUPT boarding?”

[ladywxlf]

@ashseas from here

“You know just HOW,” Sansa responded, lips pursing together as she shifted uncomfortably on her seat, clearing her throat as she bit down on her lower lip, keeping her glance on his for a few more moments before she finally looked away from him.