#deadmaynever

[regalthorn-blog]

FOR YARA GREYJOY @deadmaynever

In Dragonstone alongside her grandmother, Margaery fought with Olenna’s decision to return home without her. With the dragon queen’s plan to take down Cersei and rule over the seven kingdom’s, and with most of her house now being wiped in flames , the two understood the possibility that Highgarden was at a high risk of being an upcoming target for the Lannister’s. She’d be safest here with an army to protect her. Although she was unhappy with this decision, she respected her grandmothers wishes, as she had always done. Only now, she carried herself with sadness in her heart through the castle’s dark corridors. She was in search for the two Iron Islands soldiers she had only just briefly met; with the hope that she could join them in their part they will play in the plan of Cersei’s downfall. 

She followed the sounds of discussion to an open chamber where she caught sight of the woman and her brother, a small smile gracing Margaery’s lips as her eyes met Yara’s. ❛  Pardon ,  ❜ She bowed her head slightly, fingers entwining at the front of her blue garbs as she then took slow steps closer. ❛  I hope I’m not interrupting anything -- My lord ,  ❜ She briefly gazed at Theon, then brought her attention back to the woman; a subtle smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. ❛ May I join you both for a drink ?  ❜

[ladybelmore]

            ❛   i  was  alone  so  long,  i  didn’t  even  know  that  i  was  lonely.    out  in  the  cold  so  long,  didn’t  even  know  that  i  was  cold.   ❜      ✨     @deadmaynever​   /    FOR  ROBIN  BC  I  HAVE  NO  SELF  CONTROL      !

[quccnnorth-archive]

@deadmaynever​ u want small things // so do i

❝ i noticed you skipped breakfast and dinner tonight. ❞

[sevnhells]

FOR RICKON STARK / @deadmaynever​

❛  I was starting to think you weren’t planning on showing up for our lesson today. I’m glad I was wrong . ❜ His last words were evidently a subtle threat . A cunning grin then curls on confident lips as a single arm wraps around the boy’s back ; fingers gripping securely into his shoulder as he pulled him in closely to his side . ❛  You kept our friends waiting , and my beloved wife is certainly getting bored .  ❜ Ramsay then turns his attention to Sansa , who was forced to sit a few feet away to watch their lesson . But he smiles charmingly at the woman , a straight expression returned . ❛ Right, so !  ❜ With a bit of excitement in his voice , he then directs his subject’s attention to the man who hung on the post by tied wrists and ankles ; a perfect display of his house sigil . ❛  I thought a live target would be more fun to practice on . His screams in pain will give you a more ...  ❜ Motioning his hand in thought as he chooses his words carefully before he continues . ❛  ... realistic experience .   ❜  Now picking up a bow and arrow , he hands them to the boy , his free hand then patting his shoulder as he stepped aside to watch .  ❛  Don’t worry , he’s a friend of your bastard brother .  Traitorous , and will be flayed anyway , so you don’t need to be shy .  ❜  He still wore a smile, one with victory and eagerness to watch his planned events . ❛  Go on.  ❜

[wordgave-archive]

@deadmaynever // ygpie 

RED BROWS FURROW -- everything about the south (despite people still calling it the bloody north) confused her. things were so ;; UNNECESSARY? these ruled folk added all sorts of extra touches to their way of life that were just not essential. none of these blithering fools would last in the real north.  she eyes the (pie, was it?) in front of her, hands grabbing at it as she takes a reluctant bite. it was good, though it was nothing compared to eating the food you’d just hunt yourself. finding the boy who served her the food, she calls him over (sticking out like a sore thumb).

❝ oi , you -- what is this thing? i asked for meat and ya give me this flaky stuff and i don’t see no meat. ❞ she eyes him, annoyance clearly on her face. these southerners didn’t know what fresh game was if it hit them in the bloody face. 

[koalapositivity]

Anon said:

@deadmaynever / @novamelt is literally the sweetest bean in existence and I hope Alex knows how much i appreciate her and her characters, because all of them are so incredible and well written and I love all the threads on both blogs, whether they're with me or not (I read a lot of them when they show up because A lex's writing is??? literally amazing like wtf) not to mention ALL the OCs who are all so different and well developed and wow what an amazing writer and person <3

[samenkomen]

some    inquiries    about        had    told   the    lady    of    winterfell    where    he    currently    hid   away    from    the    rest    of    the    castle        ,           &       sansa    stark    had    almost    forgotten    her    furs    in    such    haste    to    catch    him.          to    at    least    say    goodbye    if    she    could    not    convince    him    to    stay.           to    stay        ,        &      perhaps    fight    for    jon    should    her    conversation    with   tyrion    prove    fruitful.            although    he  doesn’t    have    to     if    he    didn’t   want   to.           he    could    simply...    remain    with    her.       feet    carry    her    to    the    stables    in    a    soft    jog    as    fingers    pinch  skirts       &       lift   fabric    from    snow    covered    grounds.         only    stopping    to    enter    as    she    watches    him    for    a    small   moment.         “sandor.”            she    speaks         ,           approaching    before    her    hands    meet    behind    her    back.         “were    you   at    least    going    to    say    goodbye    ?”  

@deadmaynever   !                  /  /                     PLOTTED    STARTER 

[regalthorn-blog]

@deadmaynever​

A lady is taught young to show manners and class , especially while she indulges in a glass of wine . one glass, typically  sipped over a meal or light discussion . Being in the company of greyjoy’s however , was an alternate world; One with more freedom , at least in the commander’s presence. Margaery was handed her third drink ( not used to so much , she was easily influenced ) by one of her men ; and with a clumsy spin on her heel , the ale spills slightly over her wrist , resulting in a soft giggle . It was easily noticeable that she was drunk at this point , but more noticeable when she voluntarily slips herself into Yara’s lap. With the loud laughs and chatter of the crew around them , it was hard not to fall into the enjoyment of their small nightly celebration . 

   ❛  I brought some to share .   ❜