[thornedheir]

I’ve been feeling kind of out of it lately, I’m interested in plotting rn but I don’t know how useful I’ll be.

[thornedheir]

northwept‌:

𝐒𝐇𝐄   𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒   𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄   𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆,   pondering   thoughtfully   over   her   next   words   &   the   meaning   they   will   convey.   lord   willas   hasn’t   given   her   any   reason   to   be   fearful   of   him,   but   WHAT’S   TO   COME   does   make   her   nervous.   it   isn’t   just   the   MARRIAGE,   she   thinks ;   sansa   had   been   well-bred   enough   to   recognize   it   as   her   duty,   &   despite   what   she   DIDN’T   know   as   a   mere   girl,   certainly   it   couldn’t   be   any   worse   than   it   would   have   with   joffrey.   or   even   what   it   could   have   been   if   he   married   lady   margaery   &   still   took   pleasure   in   using   his   northern   prisoner,   too.   sansa   was   grown   enough   to   know   about   kings   &   their   mistresses,   although   most   of   the   time   those   women   were   WILLING.   she   would   not   have   been.

‘     i   see …   &   they   think   i   must   have   gone   north ?   &   with   their   concerns   elsewhere,   then   there   is   enough   time   for   us   to ——     ’

she   finds   she   cannot   finish   her   words.   her   mouth   feels   dry   from   nerves.   if   lord   willas   finds   he   does   not   like   her,   does   that   mean   that   their   engagement   will   be   called   off ?   she’s   certainly   in   no   place   to   make   arrangements,   &   her   father   is   dead.   the   responsibility   of   the   union   is   on   house   tyrell   alone ——   with   a   command,   it   could   all   fall,   &   then   where   might   she   be ?   back   at   the   ‘ MERCY ’   of   his   grace ?   sansa   feels   trapped,   &   chooses   her   response   carefully.   after   all,   if   he   does   not   like   her …

‘     i’m   afraid   my   interests   are   very   GIRL-LIKE   &   boring …   i   don’t   want   to   take   your   time,   since   you   must   be   busy   with   other,   more   IMPORTANT   matters …   i   will   not   be   a   burden …      ’

Willas didn’t want to her to feel as if there were motives she didn’t know of, for all he knew his grandmother had her own plans for the northern princess. There was an abundance of uncertainties in this arrangement, while he was his grandmother’s favorite he would never put anything past her when it came to family ambition. There was much he had yet to learn, but having been running the family’s estate and acting in his father’s place he had learned far more than he expected. In his youth Willas had a over inflated ego, something he grew out of when he lost the use of his left leg. 

‘ I am sure your interests are just fine, my Lady,” he said as he looked at her with a small smile on his face then spoke again, ‘ you won’t be a burden, I want to get to know you as well as the things you’re interested in. I would like to share the things I like with you as well.” there was whole new world waiting for them in the confines of their soon to be marriage. He hadn’t had a whole lot of time to think about what that would be like, but he hoped he could break her from the silence she’d sat herself in - the fear that sat in her eyes, and the stiffness that was her posture. 

“When we’re alone I ask that you speak freely with me, I do not want you to worry about upsetting me, it’s not likely. “ he told her honestly but looked at her seriously.

[thornedheir]

Starter Call !!! 

[prideandprejudice]

“Perhaps we may… enjoy it.”

[thornedheir]

northwept‌:

𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐀   𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐖   𝐇𝐄𝐑   𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄   well   enough,   even   if   the   details   &   the   reasoning   behind   it   were   unclear.   it   would   be   the   same   role   she   had   been   set   to   play   for   joffrey,   albeit   this   one   seemed   a   kinder   fate.   a   maiden,   a   wife,   a   lady …   in   due   time,   she   would   rise   to   each   of   them,   even   if   the   WHEN   had   not   been   decided   yet.   WHEN   IT   WAS   SAFE   TO   DO   SO,   she   supposed,   thinking   deep   down   that   it   would   never   be   safe   for   her.   she   may   never   get   the   wedding   she’d   always   dreamt   of,   since   everything   would   have   to   be   kept   SECRET   as   he’d   said ;   &   when   she   took   on   his   child   the   crown   would   know   they   couldn’t   touch   her.   not   as   a   wife ——   as   the   LADY ——   of   highgarden.

but   it   didn’t   seem   beyond   joffrey   to   have   her   child   murdered.   even   if,   she   thinks   to   herself   silently,   they   can   accomplish   this   much,   his   rage   is   never-ending.   he   could   find   out   &   send   someone …   of   course   she   fears.   FEAR   is   all   sansa   has   ever   known.   but   hiding   it   is   a   skill   she’s   grown   into,   &   despite   the   relief   she   feels   at   having   finally   left   king’s   landing,   it   still    grips   at   her.   it   wouldn’t   be   kind   to   push   it   onto   lord   willas,   though,   so   sansa   purses   her   lips   quietly   &   considers   saying   WHAT   HE’D   LIKE   TO   HEAR.   after   all,   that   was   something   she   was   good   at.   

‘     i   am   not   afraid   of   you,   my   lord.   i …   i   am   very   eager   to   marry   you.   when …   might   we … ?   you   said   ‘ within   the   year ’   i   may …   become   a   lady.      ’

he was happy to hear he didn’t scare her, it was the last thing he wanted. there had been many things on his mind as of late, though as he sat in this carriage with her he couldn’t pin point them from the back of his mind, “after the royal wedding takes place, or just before,” he said to her honestly as he thought about it. It would take sometime for the news to reach kings landing, and if things went his mother’s way then there would be no cause for worry and his sister would still be queen.  “this way the queen will be distracted with his nuptials instead of you, in fact, i’ve hired someone to make a false trail of you. they will think you escaped during the night last night instead today. “ he told her lightly, it had been with the help of oberyn and doran martell that this was possible. the two brothers still felt badly about his leg, and under normal circumstances he would not have used it to his advantage - thought this benefited both families greatly. no contract in place, there was the chance a second son of his could marry into the martell family; a truce between the two bloodlines. 

willas smiled at her, “it will be sooner than you think, until then we can take time getting to know one another - we were not given the chance. i hope you’ll share some of your hobbies with me and I’ll do the same,” he told her.

[thornedheir]

northwept‌:

𝐒𝐇𝐄   𝐖𝐀𝐒   𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃   𝐀𝐓   𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐇𝐄𝐑   𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃   𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍.   where   once   sansa   had   felt   herself   the   center   of   attention   ( as   she   had   been   told   time   &   time   again,   that   she   was   beautiful   &   lovely ),   she   now   clung   to   the   shadows   for   safety.   they   were   SHELTER   &   they   were   COOL,   not   like   the   burning   heat   of   many   sets   of   eyes   on   her.   she   remembered   the   day   she   had   pleaded   with   the   king   for   mercy   upon   her   father,   &   the   eyes   of   all   the   lords   in   king’s   landing   had   turned   to   SCORCH   her   with   anger.   A   TRAITOR’S   DAUGHTER.   it   was   as   if   they   felt   they   might   pierce   her   just   from   a   look. 

&   even   in   the   safety   of   a   carriage,   where   only   the   lord   willas   &   his   servants   know   of   her,   she   is   still   quiet   &   shy.   she   does   not   look   him   in   the   eye,   but   takes   his   water   skin   &   drinks   long   from   it.   WATER   SHOULD   WASH   THE   MEMORY   AWAY,   she   thinks,   but   it   doesn’t.   when   she   hands   it   back   to   him,   her   nervous   hands   know   no   respite,   &   she   begins   to   twist   them   in   her   lap   anxiously.   the   thoughts   persist.   sansa   wonders   how   long   she’ll   have   to   keep   her   head   down   in   highgarden ——   how   she’ll   have   to   avoid   the   FIRE   that   others   would   throw   if   they   knew   she   had   been   stolen   away   to   reside   among   them.   certainly,   she   won’t   be   allowed   out,   where   others   can   see   her   freely …

‘     i’m fine …   my   lord …   we’ll   have   to   keep   it   secret   that   i’m   in   the   carriage   when   we   arrive,   won’t   we … ?   &   from   then   on,   too ?      ’

wilas didn’t like the idea of keeping her a secret, but until things were settled it would have to do. he was doing things his way, and until he and sansa were wed they would have to be quiet about who she was. there were spies in every corner, and while he had no need for winterfell or the north - he new it was a commodity that many wanted for their own. ‘ we will, but only until we are wed, once thats done we can assure your safety more readily.” he said as he looked at her, she looked so meek sat across from him - so much younger than him and it nearly made him uncomfortable at the mere thought. 

a part of him wished garlan hadn’t married so quickly - then they could marry her to him. someone more suitable to her age and not a cripple, someone deserving of her in a way that he wasn’t. willas smiled a little. “you will be the lady of highgarden within the year if things go to plan, i do not want you to fear me. that would not bode for a happy marriage,” his parents hadn’t been in love, in fact he was certain his mother loathed his father more often than not but she did her duty, two sons and a daughter - isn’t that what all lords wished for?

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northwept‌:

𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐀   𝐃𝐈𝐃   𝐍𝐎𝐓   𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒,   as   a   young   girl   TRAPPED   in   her   position   wasn’t   like   to.   she   recited   words   amiably,   showed   the   politest   courtesies   to   all   she   met,   &   wore   her   mask   like   it   was   ARMOR.   she   understood   nothing   of   politics   or   motivation ——   other   than   the   warnings   she   had   been   given   about   LIARS   by   littlefinger   &   MONSTERS   by   the   hound.   in   which   case,   sansa   wondered,   was   everyone   simply   out   to   lie   &   kill ?

the   tyrells   did   not   seem   that   way,   &   although   she   had   been   crushed   into   the   back   of   a   carriage   uncomfortably,   sansa   still   believed   them   good   people.   her   mind   might’ve   never   connected   the   political   gain   ( things   like   armies   &   claims   to   territories   &   thrones ).   her   mind   was   elsewhere,   now ——   in   the   roses   of   high   garden,   which   were   bright,   sunny,   &   fragrant,   in   comparison   to   the   cramped   wooden   BOX   in   which   she   found   herself. 

if   there   WERE   politics   involved,   why   should   she   care ?   &   if   things   were   as   littlefinger   &   the   hound   had   said   they   were,   &   she   were   to   be   killed   off   by   the   tyrells,   sansa   was   not   sure   she   would   mind.   at   least   they   would   show   her   a   merciful   death,   unlike   joffrey   would   if   she   stayed …   or   if   he   caught   her   now,   trying   to   leave.   she   was   happy   simply   to   have   a   way   out.

IT   TOOK   A   WHILE   BEFORE   THEY   WERE   FAR   enough   out   that   he   felt   comfortable   having   the   journey   stopped. Once   slowed   down   a   few   servants   who   came   to   the  carriage   with   a   hair   covering   for   her   and   he   waited   for   them   to   do   as   they   had   been   told.  Knowing   she   was   safe   was   enough   to   keep   him   comforted,   but   her   staying   there   the   whole   time   was   entirely   unrealistic. When   the door   to   his   litter   opened   he   adjusted   and   waited   for   her   to   be   ushered   inside. He’d   closed   the   curtains   to   the   inside,   her   being   seen   would   be   the   end   of   them.   He   knew   that   they’d   send   someone   to   fetch   her,   and   while   he   was   good   with   a   sword   his   leg   left   him   vulnerable. 

“I’m   sorry   you   had   to   be   so   uncomfortable,   my   Lady,”   he   spoke   to   her   gently   then   took   the   water   skin   from   his   hip   then   offered   it   to   her,   it   was   warm   and   the   last   thing   they   needed   was   her   ill   from   dehydration.  It’d   do   them  no good   if   they   had   to   seek   a   healer   so   soon   into   their   trip. He   knew   it   was   an   inevitability   with   his   leg,   and   how   sore   it   already   was. 

[thornedheir]

Can someone give me a run down on sessionbox, i click on a new session and it takes me to the previous one send help

[thornedheir]

SANSA STARK

 Oh   how   wonderful   it   all   was,     this   feeling   that   bubbled   inside   her   with   warmth   &&   soft   excitement.      heat   rushing   to   her   face   to   color   her   a   soft   pink.     he   never   ceased   to   amazed   her,     to   make   her   feel   like   she   was   special.     Her   eyes   resting   upon   his   hands,     closing   so   gently   around   her   own   &&   she   smiled,     more   genuinely,     more   real.      She   failed   to   remember   a   time   she   felt   a   smile   more   real   to   reach   her   lips,     to   remember   a   time   she   was   treated   so   softly.

“   I   would   love   it   so !!    It’d   be   so   good   to   hear   from   her.”     her   free   hand   reaching   up   to   fall   on   top   of   his,     the   warmth   of   his   skin   a   wonderful   comfort   &&   she   believed   more   each   second   that   she   was   to   be   happy   here,      with   him.      &&   oh   how   right   she   was,      when   blood   rushed   back   to   her   face   &&   she   felt   wonderful   about   the   flush   on   her   skin.     The   feeling   of   his   lips   pressed   against   her   skin   felt   like   the   most   gentle   of   gestures.

“   that   sounds   delicious,     my   lord.”      the   softness   of   her   voice   laced   with   shyness   still   but   her   hands   were   yet   to   move   from   his.      “   I   only   wish   to   enjoy   more   of   your   company.”

Willas   was   hopeful   for   their   relationship,   a   marriage   built   up   on   the   wants   of  other  people  was  never  a  good  one.  At  least,  from  what  he  could  see  with  his  own  two  eyes.  He’d  spent  the  majority  of  his  time  before  this  talking  with  friends  who  came  to  visit,  the stories  they  told  him  painted  an  awful  picture  of  the  future  to  come  if  he  didn’t  pave  the  way  for  something  happier.   There  were  many  things  in  life  he  wanted,  love,  children  and  a  life  without  pain.  With  the  latter  not  possible  -  he  figured  making  the  two  former  a  necessity  for  his  future. 

“ Perfect.  I  want  to  enjoy  your  time  as  well,  lady  sansa,”  he  smiled  at  her  genuinely,  he  worried  for  a  long  while  if  he  would  like  her  or  if  she  would  be  able  to  talk  with  him  but  so  far  things  had  been  better  than  he  could  have  ever  hoped  for.  “  have  you  found  everything  to  your  liking  so  far?  I’ve  called  for  the  seamstress  to  come  and  take  your  measurements.  You’ll  need  new  gowns  and  day  wear  eventually  -  so  its  best  to  have  them  for  when  the  occasion  strikes. ”

He  walked  with  her  to  the  dining  hall  and  took  a  seat  as  lunch  was  being  served,  it  was  chicken  sauted  in  sauce  with  some  steamed  vegetables  and  pasta  on  the  side.  There  weren’t  many  things  he  craved,  but  this  was  it.  A  favorite  meal  for  him  usually  included  some  kind  of  poultry,  “  is  this  alright,  Lady  Sansa?  Its  one  of  my  favorite  dishes,  I  figured  I’d  see  if  you  liked  it  too. “

[sillyprompts]

General PSA: I’m totally fine with starting over! If we tried to write together once before and the thread fell flat or got dropped, I’m game to try again. Not all first interactions are going to be golden, and sometimes it takes a few tries for us to understand how our characters might merge together in writing. I’m still interested in roleplaying with you, so feel free to send asks / like my starter calls / hit me up in the DMs!

[thornedheir]

rxdwclf‌:

           It   was   embarrassing,    in   all   truth,    how   her   mind   had   failed   to   fall   on   her   bastard   brother,    who   had   gone   farther   up   north   to   join   the   black   brothers,    make   of   himself   a   member   of   the   Night’s   Watch   &&   he   should   be   alive,    he   MUST,    for   he   was   as   of   now   Sansa’s   only   family   she   had   left.      “   it   is   true,    he   must   know   of   where   I   am,    I   should   write   him   as   soon   as   possible.”     &&   at   this,    a   ghost   of   her   old   smile   reached   her   lips,   painted   her   face   a   bit   more   beautiful.

            One   that   grew   larger   as   she   passed   over   his   words   again,    &&   her   face   gained   a   bit   more   of   color,    her   eyes   a   bit   more   of   light.     Oh   how   had   Lady   Margaery   been   right,    she   will   be   happy   in   Highgarden.     “   I   believe   there   are   still   good   people,   my   lord,   for   you   are   one   of   them   &&   your   sister,   she   was   so   kind   to   me   as   well.”    even   The   Queen   Of   Thorns,    with   her   intense   eyes   and   terrifying   presence,    she   to   had   been   nothing   but   kind   towards   Sansa.

               Willas   reached   for   her   hand   and   grasped   it   within   his,  “   if   you   wish   to   write   margaery   &&   I     will   send   your   letter   with   my   own.     I’m   sure   she   would   be   quite   happy   to   hear   from   you,   ”   he   was   sure   his   sister   needed   a   friend   while   in   the   pit   full   of   snakes;   there   was   no   doubt   about   it.   He   often   wondered   if   he’d   made   a   mistake   by   keeping   silent   when   their   grandmother’s   intentions   for   his   sister   became   clear ,   he’d   be   damned   if   he   ever   did   so   again.  

              There   were   many   things   that  had   to   be   done   in   the   city   yet   &&   he   wanted   to   properly   introduce   her   to   the   people   of   highgarden   as   his   wife.   There   had   been   so   many   who   assumed   he   would   never   marry  ——–    especially after   his   small   romance   with   a   woman   from   the   bay   nearby.   She’d   left   him   after   prospects   of   his   leg   getting   worse   arose  &&   Willas’s   refusal   to   compromising  his   leg   for    the   sake   of   his   pride   &&   dignity.   

                 He   wanted   her   to   feel   comfortable   enough   with   him   that   she   would   ask   anything   of   him.   While   he   may   not   be   a   romantic   he   had   a   duty   to   his   wife   &&   he’d   show   he   nothing   less   than   what   she   deserved.   As   the   future   Lady   of   Highgarden,   the   utmost   respect   &&   fidelity.   Pressing   his   lips   to   her   forehead he smiled a little before seeing the servant waiting for them. 

“  Come,   lets   have   lunch.   i   heard   that   Garlan   went   hunting   so   we’ll   have   deer   for   lunch   &&   dinner.    ”

[thornedheir]

𝕃𝔸𝔻𝕐 𝕊𝔸ℕ𝕊𝔸 𝕊𝕋𝔸ℝ𝕂

𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖   𝐖𝐀𝐒   𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐍.   tangible,   almost,   like   the   feeling   some   men   said   they   got   just   before   it   rained.   a   deep   feeling   in   the   bone ——   something   that,   in   sansa,   twisted   itself   into   fear   &   excitement   at   once.   already,   she   had   gone   through   the   things   she   might   take   with   her   if   she   ever   had   the   chance   to   escape.   her   book   of   songs,   her   needles,   &   a   dress   ( although   sansa   decided   that   she   would   select   something   she   thought   HE   liked,   more   than   the   one   she   had   wanted   to   wear   herself ).   if   only   she   had   learned   to   defend   herself ;   even   without   knowing   how   to   use   her   father’s   reliable   sword,   if   she   just   had   something,   she   would   feel   secured. 

but   she   felt   certain   she   could   hide   well.   if   need   be,   she   would   bury   herself   with   straw   in   the   back   of   a   wagon   to   leave.   little   was   below   her   if   it   meant   she   could   finally   ESCAPE.   sansa   cleared   her   throat   gently,   but   looked   back   down   to   the   flower   in   her   hands   before   she   ever   spoke   again.   THIS   WAS   MORE   THAN   DECENCY.   this   was   kindness.   sansa   was   sorry   for   his   leg,   but   if   she   could   will   it   she   would   have   had   songs   sung   of   his   kindness   ( if   they   even   sung   songs   for   it ).   he   was   a   greater   man   of   HEART   than   many   she   had   known. 

‘      i   will   try,   my   lord.   i   won’t   forget   this   meeting.      ’

𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐒   𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐖   𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒   𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃   𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊   -   𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐈𝐓   𝐇𝐀𝐃   𝐓𝐎.   they   needed   nothing   short   of   a   miracle,   in   the   travel   carriage   there   was   a   compartment    in   the   seat   plenty   big   enough   for   her   to   hide   till   they   were   a   decent   ways   from   king’s   landing.   perhaps   having   her   dressed   as   a   servant   would   be   a   good   idea   as   well   -  if   they   were   caught   smuggling   her   out   of   the   city   it   could   mean   war   for   them.   the   lannister’s   didn’t   have   the   army   that   the   tyrell’s   did,   however ,   they   would   lose   their   backing   and   without   them   the   war   against   the   north   would   be   lost. 

when   willas   woke   the   next   morning   he   knew   they   were   to   be   departing   quickly,   there   were   servants   moving   his   things   out   to   the   cart   and   he   was   told   by   one   of   his   grandmother’s   servants   that   she’d   been   sent   for   and   that   everything   was   still   moving   smoothly. once he was dressed he began to walk out to the carriages, there were two of them, one, he hoped was carrying sansa stark and the other carrying his belongings.