#quccnnorth

[krakened]

                                                         happy birthday, nicole !!

                                                              @quccnnorth 

putting this under a read more so it doesn’t look tacky lmao but happy birthday !!! i love you so much. i’ve known you for about a year now, but this calendar year specifically we have grown close and my life is so much better for it! i’m so incredibly grateful to have you in my life. you are always there for me when i need someone. you are always so supportive. i can come to you whenever for any reason and i value that so much. our friendship is so important to me and you’re such an amazing person. literally so smart and so talented and funny and just??? fantastic tbh.  i’m sorry that your birthday falls during such a difficult time for this country, but i hope you were able to celebrate and relax and have an amazing day because you deserve it! i love you sm :’ )

[theon-sea-reek]

(  A raven for @quccnnorth  )

Theon couldn’t get back to sleep after THAT DREAM. It was almost more frightening than a nightmare in it’s terrible beauty and comfort. More frightening because now it was gone. And now the absense of her was screaming louder than any nightmare his twisted, broken brain could conjure up to punish him in the dark.

With sleep an impossibility and dawn refusing to come, Theon made his way over to his desk and paused for a long while before he picked up the pen to write. The last time he had written a letter- written anything- it had been to Robb. His hand shook.

Lady Sansa,

I sincerely hope this letter finds you safe and well at Castle Black with your brother, The Lord Commander of the Night’s Watch. I write to you from Pyke. My Father-

( There he stopped. It seemed wrong to say it. ) 

Balon Greyjoy has died and I shall support my sister Asha’s claim to the Sea Salt Throne. Please know that you will always have a friend in the Iron Islands, should you need him. 

I know that you may not have the time, but if you could send a raven back so that I may know that you are safe, it would bring me great peace.

( It was time to sign it. I love you. I love you. He still heard her voice in the dream and he swallowed in embarrassment. If she thought of him at all it was with disgust and distain or pity. And yet he had to say it. )

I told you that I could never make amends to you for the things I’ve done. I also can never thank you enough for what you have done for me. I owe you my life and my name.

Your ( her what? Brother? Friend? )

Yours Always,

Theon Greyjoy

[zcldrizes-a]

» 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐚. // plotted starter for @quccnnorth​ .

IN THE LAST SHE REMEMBERS, SHE’S FALLING. PERHAPS SHE REMEMBERS HITTING THE GROUND, or perhaps not – but there’s darkness and light, and somehow in the midst of it all there’s pain and it’s blinding, but it doesn’t hurt all at once, and she can’t feel, but she can. She knows she has to get up, knows she has to fight ( knows there’s a battle only she can win, because no one else can bring down a dragon, because she can’t leave her children behind, because there’s a war and this is only the very beginning of the end ) but she can’t move, can’t breathe. She doesn’t know that they’ve lost, and that they’re retreating. She doesn’t know what she’s lost, and who has fallen to protect her – what this war has cost. She doesn’t know that when she opens her eyes, the most selfish part of her might wish she’s dead, because the dawn has not risen and the worst is yet to come – they’ve lost, but it isn’t over.

No, it’s just the beginning.

When her eyes finally open, she can feel the ache in her every bone – the sharp pain that spills down her chest, the bruises that plague and the ice within her lungs ( because flying in the midst of a snowstorm has done its own damage ), the wounds that ache at her flesh. Her hands are shredded from clutching onto her dragon so vehemently, but it only takes her moments before she’s determined to rise, an audible gasp spilling as bandaged palms press to her torso. When she forces herself up, she can see the wrappings around her frame, the fire that burns close – the ruins that surround them, and the realization they’re not at Winterfell. And then what follows, the slow drawing epiphany ; they’ve run.

Amethyst hues flicker, and as she blinks, Daenerys sees that it’s not flames that linger so close – but firekissed tresses, and a set of features she knows all too well ( a gaze that she’s seen turned her way with disapproval in the past, or perhaps the mistrust she should have known would come with her journey so far ). Another glance around, and she wonders at the fact they’re alone – but she can her painfilled groans in the distance, voices, lots of voices. Unsure where they are, or perhaps who might be left, her chest rises and falls in jagged movements as she speaks, drawing her attention.

“Sansa?”

[goldcnhand]

Painful Prompts.

@quccnnorth​ said:  [ surge ] Your muse’s power is out of control. It hurts my muse.

It had only taken a young, drunk man to push up against Sansa and make her uncomfortable for the Lannister to snap. He had been lurking, admittedly drawn into following the young woman. After their many strange conversations, he had been growing quite fond of their little talks at night. He would not dare make it known to Eddard or her brothers, for he knew that they would threaten and insult him. After all, he was a beast of the night, and a deadly, dangerous one. 

She was all the company he seemed to have outside of small orders here and there. Eddard Stark kept an eye on him, made sure he was fed and given shelter, but at times it still felt like Winterfell was more a prison than a home to him, especially when he was not oft let off his leash. He knew it was for the right reasons, and he’d not speak up against Ned Stark for what he had given him.

But tonight, jealousy, rage and anger took over him. Even when he knew Sansa had little interest in the boy, Jaime had still ripped him from her, fangs bared and yelling for him to leave them alone. Now, it was he who pressed Sansa against the cold, stone wall of the corridor at night, green eyes holding hers. 

Only once he realised what he was doing, did he pause, lips parting as he pushed himself back. “Forgive me...” he muttered, turning his eyes from her. 

[soughtlove-a]

     she seems to read his mind.   there are only two of them here,   home,   winterfell.   he had lost the meaning of that word.   he thought he made a new one on the wall.   they didn’t have to be blood   ;   they just had to share a bond of loyalty.   and how quickly it fell apart.   and he thought he found someone beyond the wall   --   but she,   too,   is gone.   it was only when his eyes fell on sansa that he remembered.   THE PULL TOWARDS FAMILY   --   THAT’S YOUR HOME,   JON SNOW.   

     they are but two wolves out of out six.   they know another two have fallen,   but there is another pair.   arya and bran.   no matter where he is,   he will think of them.   that’s the way it’s always been regarding his siblings.   alive or dead,   they will remain in his memories.   jon doesn’t know whether to hope for arya  /  bran’s return.   the thought is only amplified down here in the crypts.   he’s sure sansa feels it,   too.   ❛   they’re out there,   ❜   comes a mutter.   jon doesn’t want to have a false sense of security.   even as he raced to get rickon from ramsay,   he thought maybe,   just maybe,   he’d get there fast enough   --   that the bastard would miss.   perhaps he should learn from that mistake.   but he can’t just GIVE UP on them.   

     @quccnnorth​   stated   :   ❛   we find our way home.    ❜

[diaferonarc]

                     ❛   don’t  look  away,       love,       death  is  to  be  appreciated.   ❜

@quccnnorth​       .      starter  call  thing.

[tyrion-lanni-star-archived]

A ship you hate but everyone loves.

Ok don’t hate me for this but...

Jon and Daenerys. It’s nothing personal, but I just don’t ship them... like, at all. Still, I’m not hating on either one of them, because I love their characters! And even their interactions are great. But romantically? It’s a no from me.

[scndor]

@quccnnorth​ said: ♛ my url pls

[ ♛ ] send me a url and i'll tell you the following;

my opinion on;

character in general: love her to death. what an absolute goddess. was given hell and came out on top. she’s strong and loyal. she maintains her delicacy and the soft sides of her while still being an absolute force to be reckoned with. how they play them: you have such an amazing grasp on sansa. you have her voice and mannerisms down so, so well. every single word you write is so true to her character. you just GET her on such a deep level. it’s really inspiring tbh. the mun: here we go......i love you so much, nicole. you were one of my first friends in the gotrpc and stuck with me even though it took me a while to open up. now, you’re one of my best friends period. i can come to you with anything. something funny, something serious. doesn’t matter, you’re always there. and so supportive. i love how our writing styles clicked so quickly and how i always have hella muse when writing replies for you. i love writing cute stuff with you and love writing emotional stuff. we have versatility in our writing compatibility and i enjoy that sm. i cannot WAIT to meet you. and not to mention you’re so funny and talented and gorgeous and so smart. i’m so proud of you and i know you’ll be an amazing teacher.

do i;

follow them: always! rp with them: yes! want to rp with them: of coursseeee ship their character with mine: yep! 

what is my;

overall opinion: nicole you mean so much to me and idc how sappy it sounds, i’m so glad we became friends. you’ve also become a constant on this site and in my life and i value that so, so much.

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty.