#blackasniight

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@blackasniight​

when jon told her that he was an heir to the throne, she was at first a little worried, not because they were blood related, because that meant nothing to her, but she was worried incase he wanted to take the throne, but she felt immediately guilty when he bent the knee and reassured her that he did not care for it. she loved him. she loved him in a completely different way she did drogo-- she had to learn drogo, where as she didn't mean to love jon.

she didn't become the queen of ashes. she showed cersei mercy by having her exiled with jaime, and although that was hard to do, she did it anyway. she wanted to be merciful. she was merciful queen. her fingers slipped to touch the throne, and she felt a soft shiver run through her spine. then she heard a noise, and she felt her breathing hitch as she turned to see the familiar face. "i hope i wont live to regret exiling cersei." she said, a gentle smile crossing her face, and she began to move towards him. "did you... want to talk to your queen? or to dany?" her voice wavered slightly, and there was a lump in her throat. she loved him with all her heart.

[steeledstark-blog]

POSITIVITY GIVEAWAY   PART 2 - ACCEPTING HERE

disclaimer: will be publishing this in groups of 5 not to spam the dash too much, more are still coming 

@alordnamedsnow​

okok look I hear Jon in your posts, your writing is beautiful. You capture his soul and morality, you capture the loyalty to his family. You breathe life not only into Jon, but the set-up and settings, the descriptors. It all brings a vibe & I love it. You feel the wolf in his blood, the honor, just everything so attunely and humanly portrayed. And as a person you’ve been sweet and enthusiastic and I am terrible with follow-through sometimes ( literally iming you as I type this bc I love and want it in my life ) but I adore what we plotted and I am sooo excited to do more with you !!

@wordkept​

SO ALREADY RUINED FROM OUR PLOT, but okok your writing ?? fucking fantastic. It flows, shifts so well from dialogue to action, and it hits,  hard. I love Robb, and I get fucking emotional seeing him written with all the passion deserved. Like, you fucking love Robb so much and it’s so clear in everything, in your writing and the emotions poured into it and out upon others. like are you not Robb Stark reincarnated ??? just excited to see you bring my boy the joy and recognition he deserves , keep slaying them rp battles king in the north !!

@devianttm​

LOOK i absolutely adore Connor and your characterization is impeccable. Honestly we have yet to write but I will make a DBH verse soon ( I’ve been saying this for weeks lmao ) anyways, look you capture the whole balance between android & well, becoming human so well.  You can feel the sincerity from him, the genuine confusion on some matters and the humanity. just your Connor is freaking precious, and you seem sweet & funny ( like even your crack, on point !! ) , just thank you for blessing my dash with this precious android.

@thcbull​

Chy, I hear so many people speak so freaking highly of you, the best of you. You seem so sweet and would love to get the chance to write and speak more !! You are a blog I admire a ton from afar,  but you capture Gendry so well, and every time I read something of yours it brings a smile to my face ! It all is so naturally Gendry and I love how you capture his voice in your posts, like literally scrolled back to find said posts and the freaking aTTENTION TO DETAIL AND ACCENTS WOW i love !! just so soft, so g o o d !!

@blackasniight

jEEZ we should do things because wowowow !! characterization a+, your writing is fantastic, like looking through your posts, the dialogue in them, i get chills.  you seem very kind and just man the emotions I just got going through your pages, I fear the angst you may bring to my life but I welcome it ! I just appreciate seeing you on my dash and we should definitely do stuff with your GoT characters, or even crossovers because hill house but also natasha romanoff.  Overall keep on keeping on and bringing these characters what they deserve, which is better than what they got !!!

[theunburntprotector]

They were two dragons fighting ice with fire. Sharp beads of frigid mist burnt Daenerys’ eyes as she took to the skies with Drogon. Yards over, she could see Jon and Rhaegal searching below as she was; scouring the wight-infested grounds for the Night King. The battle against the dead had begun in the late hours of the night though Dany wasn’t sure how much time had passed. It felt as though the sun should be rising any minute but above the clouds everything remained dark; cold and icy as the undead’s sovereign. 

Since the crypt, when Jon Snow had revealed the truth of his lineage, there had been little time spent between the Northerner and the Dragon Queen. It was a revelation that warranted further discussion but in the moment, as their odds against the ever-growing army looked bleak, even the discovery of a new Targaryen seemed fickle.

The familiar shadow of Viserion came into view and Daenerys squinted through the thick spritz of snow. Her stomach lurched at what her child had become - a vessel of madness for the Night King - but the thought had no time to linger. Drogon lurched downward with a shrill of pain, moving quickly towards the ground to land amidst the wights. 

@blackasniight

[naturesloopholedarchive-blog]

The first thing she had done before going back to the school had been turning a werewolf into a hybrid. She broke the spell on Rafael next, made sure her daughter was in the care of a hybrid that she compelled to never break the sire bond, to do whatever it takes to protect said child. She had gone back to school and applied for senior year under all fake information. She flirts her way back into her boyfriends life, pretends to be just a witch once more but even then Alaric seemed to know she was more than just a witch. Halfway through the school year, when she is cramming for midterms, she gets just a hint that Alaric is starting to remember her and it makes her heart beat fast in her chest. Her kid is six months old and things feel like they are going to be alright until Landon comes crashing back into her world calling her Hope, not Andrea the name she used as it was a comfort to her. Blue eyes are wide and she is turning around so fast to look at the man she did everything for. ❝What did you say?❞ Say it again. Oh god, please say it again. She wants to beg for him to say her name again, hearing it is like heaven. @blackasniight

[intcthatgoodnight-a]

@blackasniight    ( nell sc! )

          Nell hardly remembered what her mother looked like outside of photos, but she remembered other things - her voice, the smell of her perfume, her flowy nightgowns that Nell always thought made her look like a princess, and the way she would hold her when she was scared. Fear was gone now, replaced with a bone deep sadness at the realization of just how much Hill House had done to their family - to their mother. She walked up to the woman with small, timid steps. What side of her would she see, now that the house had gotten what it wanted? She would be here forever now, but her mother was here with her. Wasn’t she?  “Mommy? What...what happened here? Why....”  she trailed off with a sigh. There were so many ‘why’s’ and she wasn’t sure if the answer to any of them really mattered anymore.

[firesqueen-blog]

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The celebration threatened to go all night long from the looks of it. Drinking and raucous laughter filled the Great Hall of Winterfell. Daenerys was glad the war had been won, but ... she grieved the loss of her people. Her khalasar, her Unsullied, and most of all Jorah. The first of her Queensguard, he had laid down his life for her. The pain of that loss clawed at her heart in ways she hadn’t hurt since she had lost her Sun and Stars. 

Violet eyes glanced around the room, Missandei and Grey Worm were no where to be found. She didn’t fault them for skipping the celebrations. Her eyes glanced to Jon as he laughed and drank with the wildlings, a small smile on her lips. They’d need to talk. Their conversation in the crypts had been left unfinished. Daenerys hoped to catch his eye, nodding towards the exit of the hall as she stood up. She’d speak with him in private if she could. 

Dressed in black velvet and silk for the celebration, she thought to dress the part of queen tonight. Dragons beaded into the dress in black pearl, a silver necklace wrapped around her throat. It shone in the candle light, the same color as her silver hair. She left the Great Hall in silence, hoping to meet Jon in the corridor, to speak with him about what they should do next. 

[astormofagirl]

The journey back to Winterfell is a mostly silent one. Bran stays behind in Kings Landing and Arya she’s off sailing to discover the undiscovered. They’re people great them with excitement and while Sansa knows there’s much to do she wishes to bask in this good fortune for at least a small time. 

She doesn’t glance at Jon until they’re walking in the halls of Winterfell heading towards her father’s old solar. He seems tired - a bit disheveled and more quite than usual. Finally she takes a breath and lets it out slowly. “Jon...are you alright?”

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“Jon?” she looked up from the scroll in her hands as she acknowledged his presence in her solar. She’d been receiving ravens from most of the northern houses, most of them informing her of their progress and plans of coming to Winterfell for the upcoming battle. She just hoped it would be enough, with the Northerners, the knights of the Vale, and of course the dragon queen’s forces. “Did you need something?”