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[notenoughmuses]

She’d almost done it. The grief of losing her brother to the man she loved...It had been unbearable. To the rest of the world Ashara Dayne was dead and she rode to Winterfell praying she wasn’t too late for Eddard. It had been war, it was the nature of the way of it. Death, while her heart ached she no longer felt any resentment towards Eddard for his role. How could she. Arthur had chosen to fight Eddard, to serve his King and he died for his duty. Rhaegar was to blame for the death, Aerys was.

The guards wouldn’t allow her in stating they had to get Lord Stark himself. Ashara wrapped her cloak around her closer, her hood drawn over her hair and face to help obscure who she was and as the gates opened and she was ushered in, the woman of House Dayne did not expect to be staring at the red haired woman of House Tully. “Lady Tully...I, i’ve come to see Eddard.” She tried not to stumble over her words but the shock was clear on her face and confusion filled her voice. Why was Catelyn at Winterfell? Brandon Stark lay beneath Winterfells crypts.

It didn’t take long before it clicked. She’d been married to Eddard and her mask of a perfect lady fell. “My apologies....Lady S-Sta-Stark” Ashara could barely speak the ladies true tittle and it stung. She was supposed to be married to Eddard. Not this woman from Riverrun.

@xladywinterx

[moonjeweled]

                                         ❝  –––––––––––––  You look so sad. . . What’s wrong?  ❞

˜”*°•. &. ☽ @empireworthy || ♡

[bloodxhands]

@readsmindstm based off of the ‘rosie has died’ anons

he wasn’t sure why the death of his sister brought harrison to morgan’s after hours of being alone, except maybe in hopes that her company might calm the need for justice that formed after seeing the body that he was forced to identify. when he knocked on her door however & waited for her to answer { if she did at all since it was nearly three am }, he realized nothing was going to get better until the people responsible were gone from the world. “rosie’s dead. i think someone killed her.” he explained when the door was opened, barely letting the brunette speak. “i know it’s late, but i didn’t want to just go home & be alone.” 

[bloodxhands]

“Pretend SO” / for grace fierara , mayhaps ?

@floralucent for grace!

Send “Pretend SO” for a starter where our muses have to pretend to be each other’s significant other.

it was bad enough that he had to be a part of a mission that was further than he wished to travel, but even more so when finding out that he’d be ‘married’ to a complete stranger who was also meant to be his partner. if it was just him, harrison wouldn’t care as much as it’d be easier to just get the job done without any distractions. but here he was; smoking a cigarette & heading over to meet his fake wife regardless of whether he wanted to or not. 

“grace fierara, right?” he questioned whilst approaching a woman whom he vaguely recognized from the picture that he was given of her. she wasn’t bad looking & actually gave harrison hope that this might be better than he anticipated, but that wasn’t something to fixate on when dealing with something this important. “according to my report i got, you’re my wife for the next however many days.” 

[0vercharged-archive]

[continued from here @arachnideity ]

Lovely. It was raining. While the families and their assorted children milled around with their umbrellas, those that didn’t have one filed into the big-top early. Because of the crowd’s demographic, the Entity found themselves people-watching, looking for signs of family oddities, maybe crumbling marriages, and perhaps the odd brat-child that was going to get sent to military school next summer. It was almost like the humans were the sideshows here, not THEM. So when they spied a lone African-American man in the crowd, he stood out like a sore thumb. He was looking at each of the beings, studying them one by one, and even eagerly asking the burnt-out carnies questions about them. They didn’t realize how long they’d been intently watching him until he turned around and their eyes met, and he began walking towards them.

Carter was sure he was already annoying the circus employees despite having not even been there for an hour. Apparently they had no patience for people sticking their nose into the circus’s business, especially when asking about the sideshows. He just wanted to run some basic, not overly disruptive tests on them to test their cognitive abilities and they had denied him. And the last had been very rude in denying him.

He turned around, dejected, deciding to come back later. Perhaps then there would be someone who would be more willing to listen to reason... Probably not but it was worth a try. He raised his eyes, realising that one of the ‘employees’ in a cage was staring at him. 

He wondered how long they’d been staring at him, pausing for a moment before heading over to them cautiously. Carter was sure that if anyone caught him here he would be removed from the premises immediately but his curiosity had gotten the better of him.

“Hello!” He grinned a little nervously, constantly glancing around to see if anyone had spotted him, “How are you... Oh, are you able to talk?”

[wishfuldcsire-blog]

You'd think exam time would be the time to buckle down & focus on studying for crucial exams. Yet, here he is getting distracted by a rather cute red head that seems to get his attention anywhere she goes. In other words, she is the flame & he is the moth that flies blindly to it. He didnt even know his name but he sure as hell wanted to find out, no matter what it took. He didnt even hesitate to call out her name & ask for help.

 "Barbra! Can I have some help with... uh math?"

@batgirlbatarangs