#bastardofdreadfort

[tyrionlionlannister]

bastardofdreadfort said: don’t worry, theon, i can help you get home.

[lethalandlovely-blog]

// this is my last day with jacky in cali and tomorrow i fly back out to chicago so i won’t be on much, if at all. i’ll get to my replies once i’m home

[reekrhymeswithmeek-blog]

A Prince Forgotten, A Man No More - Ramsay/Theon

Theon could hear the footsteps approaching and felt his breathing starting to come out in shorter gasps as he waited. The sounds echoed off the stone walls and he gripped the metal chains that shackled him tighter, losing all rational thought. All he could think of we're the stories old nan used to tell them when they begged her for dark tales. He remembered thinking that it was all just a story....until he had seen the look in the bastards eyes....heard the screams before he was taken deep below in the dungeons where he was left alone. His body ached with tension, his limbs sore from limited movement and as the footsteps came to a stop he raised his head, looking at the door. He felt goose prickles rising on his bare upper torso, the cell seeming colder.....more lifeless. He didn't have to ask who was there....he already knew. His body started to shake on its own accord until he steeled himself, forcing himself through sheer force of will not to show any fear. I am Theon Greyjoy. I am the prince of the iron islands. I am an ironborn of Pyke. I will not submit to them. I will not submit to him.

[lethalandlovely-blog]

black book, embrace & pet

Pet: What are your affectionate habits? (i.e: Holding hands, stroking hair.)

“I usually like to press my hand against my lover’s lower back or wrap my arm around the crook of his. I have a tendency to draw patterns onto their arm as I hold it.” 

Embrace: Most loving moment you’ve shared with another?

“The evening when I stole Jarl,” she said, with a faint smile tugging at the corners of her lips. “He took me in his arms and looked me in the eyes as no man has before. His kiss and the way he took me that night was unlike anything I have ever experienced in my life.” Her voice trailed off and soon she cleared her throat, her face turning to stone. “But that is no more…”

Black Book: How many people have you slept with? Who are they?

“That,” she shot him a dangerous look, “is none of your business.”

[ironbornmaron-blog]

bastardofdreadfort started following you

The Northern man, wearing detailed and luxurious clothes, was clearly a noble, but Maron didn't know who he was. He was no Stark, he could tell that much. "Hello," he said warily, sensing that this wasn't an ordinary person.