#highgardenprincess

[sapphiremaiden]

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I do not deserve you.

Not any of the amazing comrades and friends who promoted me, not my new followers hello fresh meat, and especially not Courtney. I am so utterly baffled and absolutely humbled and grateful. 

This is my tiny thank you for getting me somewhere I never thought I'd be:

Thank you

––but there will be a nice big one tomorrow.

Every ounce of each of you is made of something wonderful.

[herunfailingkindness]

Cute Headcanon: Every year on their name-day since they were children, Marius and Margaery would sneak away from the tourneys and feasts and hide in the gardens of Highgarden, where they would spend the day together eating the fruit that grew there. Even into adulthood, the two of them always snuck away for their name-day and spent it together eating whatever fruits they could steal and holding each other.

CUTENESS ACCEPTED JACKIE!

[incissamarchive-blog]

♫

"Get Some" by Chevelle

I tried an idea for no reasonKeep the sun off our shouldersCrawling back to[Chorus]A black outTouching new lifeFace downSet the pace againThe drive the idea still existingSat and shuddered broke the patternFalling inwardIn and down up and outLet it go follow way backCall it off any day anywayMake you feel thisA black outTouching new lifeFace downSet the pace again[bridge]Don’t take the fallWe’d hate to seeThat’s entertainmentGet someEyes on the goalLast one to getIs passed over looked overNever rehearseThey’ve spiked the waterIt’s in the bloodGet someWe’ve underestimatedHow can IGet someHow can I [x3]Get some[outro]A blackoutCould this be the one

[herunfailingkindness]

Music symbol thingy

The Ghost of You - My Chemical Romance

I never said I'd lie and wait foreverIf I died, we'd be togetherI can't always just forget herBut she could tryAt the end of the worldOr the last thing I seeYou areNever coming homeNever coming homeCould I? Should I?And all the things that you never ever told meAnd all the smiles that are ever ever...Ever...

[iamtheobsidianqueen]

Phenix x Marius babies

Name: Aislynn Araskye Tyrell Gender: Female General Appearance:  Beautiful and strong, Aislynn inherited her mother's dark hair and her father's brown eyes. She's short, the shortest of her siblings, but she's curvy and very striking to look at. Personality: The most like her mother, Aislynn is a joker and a wild child. She loves to paint, and ride horses, and is a great swimmer. She is good with daggers, like her mother. She loves stories and songs and is very much a dreamer. Who they like better:  Both Who they take after more:  Phenix Personal Head canon:  She inherited her mother's Sight. Face Claim: Rachel Miner

Name: Davyn Loras Tyrell Gender: Male General Appearance: Slender, almost feminine in build, Davyn has brown hair and brown eyes, the most Tyrell in appearance of all his siblings. Personality: Sweet and gentle, Davyn has a poet's soul, and he writes beautiful poems. He has always been encouraged to follow this passion, and as the youngest of all the siblings, he is free to do as he wishes, truly. He loves to sit out in the gardens of the castle and write. He is very politically savvy, and a fantastic manipulator. Special Talents: Poetry, politics, manipulation. Who they like better: Marius Who they take after more: Willas Tyrell Personal Head canon: He only has a little of his mother's Sight-- it only comes out in dreams. He is bisexual. Face Claim: Andrew Garfield

Name: Fergal Willas Tyrell Gender: Male General Appearance: Tall and muscular, brown haired-and brown-eyed, Fergal is a beautiful man, and he knows it. Personality: Suave, charming and a flirt, Fergal is a ladies man, and he hasn't yet met a woman he can't seduce. He's brave, fearless really, and a fantastic swordsman, as well as archer. Special Talents: swordplay, archery, seduction, drinking, flirting, joking. Who they like better: Phenix Who they take after more: Marius Personal Head canon: He has none of Phenix's Sight, like his older sister Laoise. Face Claim: Anthony Greenfield

[princessofstags]

(sister!verse) "Myrcella, I'm not really your sister. Get away from me."

"You are my sister, Margy. I know you are. You're mother's daughter as much as I am. That makes us sisters." Myrcella smiled and wrpaped her arms around her sister, not wanting to let go. 

[studiousandwiserose-archive]

"You're nothing to me. Just a cripple, unfit to be the heir of Highgarden. Not my brother."

Willas stood, shocked at her words. She was the only one tha never saw him as a cripple and yet hear she was, spitting that into his face. He honestly had no clue what to say to her and looked away. 

"You're right, Margaery. I'm a cripple. That's all I ever am and all I will ever be. " He answered softly, trying not to let his emotions into his voice. "I'm not the right fit to be the heir. You're correct in this as well, sweet sister. " 

His eyes flicked up to meet hers,not a trace of emotion within them. "I'm sorry to have disappointed you. The next time I ride a horse, I'll make sure that it kills me. Would that make you happy? "

He shook his head and turned on his heel, holding his cane as tightly as possible. "You were never anything to me, Margaery. Simply a whore that did whatever I wished. I hope you get what you deserve."

Without another word, Willas Tyrell walked away from his sister, his family and Highgarden, never to be seen or heard from again.