𝖇𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖌𝖑𝖔𝖗𝖞

asoiaf multi. minors dni.

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Love  is  the  bane  of  honor,  the  death  of  duty.  What  is  honor  compared  to  a  woman's  love?  What  is  duty  against  the  feel  of  a  newborn  son  in  your  arms  ...  or  the  memory  of  a  brother's  smile?  Wind  and  words.  Wind  and  words.  We  are  only  human,  and  the  gods  have  fashioned  us  for  love.  That  is  our  great  glory,  and  our  great  tragedy.

#𝖚𝖓𝖈𝖗𝖛𝖜𝖓𝖊𝖉  —  a  book  canon  asoiaf  multimuse  shaped  by  eliza  .

                            ✵  independent                             ✵  mutuals only                             ✵  18+                             ✵  feat. catelyn stark, ellaria sand, willas tyrell && many more                             ✵  mobile muses under the cut. all ocs have accessible bios.

blogroll ; annie cresta luke castellan hp multi tess servopolous peter & edmund pevensie

affiliates/mains ; @pulchramsolis / @clutchofmuses @blossomhcir

primary. catelyn tully. deria martell (oc). ellaria sand. willas tyrell.

secondary. edmure tully. harwin strong. jeyne westerling. jon snow. loras tyrell. maris rivers (oc). rhaenys i targaryen. samantha tarly.

tertiary. davos seaworth. jhogo. jon connington. leonette fossoway. lyssa peake (oc). rowena arryn (oc). sybelle glover.

testing ocs. cassana bolton (leyla tanlar). serala (amita suman). steffar blacktyde (leo suter).

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taylor and joe have broken up so i’m going to be in mourning for 90 business days

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                                            ❝ you’ve already found enough trouble today. ❞

from  :  @irnbrn  /  jaime to  :  edmure location  :  the first siege of riverrun, 298ac

  The defeat had been a humiliation; the capture even more so. The Kingslayer had got the jump on him - his march had been so rapid, so unexpected, that even the best commander would have been caught unawares, but that did not help Edmure's bruised pride any, and his bruised and bloody face even less. Lord Vance and Lord Piper had been supposed to halt the Lannister forces at the Golden Tooth - or at least delay them; no one had any illusions about the Kingslayer's skill - but the Lannister victory had been so all encompassing that the Lord of Pinkmaiden had not even had time to loose a raven to warn of their approach, and the great force ammassed outside Riverrun's walls had been taken unawares, their scouts caught slacking. Edmure had only just had time to throw on a breastplate and gorget before he was in the thick of the fighting. He had slain half a dozen men before they brought him down, and in the heat of the battle he would have gladly been killed rather than captured, but now that his blood had cooled he could find some hope in his defeat. Riverrun was no easy castle to take by force, and the Kingslayer did not have the patience for a long siege.

The great walls of his home loomed above the Lannister camp. The remains of the Tully forces had scattered into the woods, the brooks and the marshes, knowing this land much better than their Westerlander counterparts, and Edmure had every confidence that much of his men had escaped and could be rallied. He shifted uncomfortably in his bindings. He had been treated honourably enough, as a noble prisoner, but aside from a quick glance over by the Maester to determine he was not going to die of his wounds, they had left him tied to a stake in the centre of a small tent. He could still hear Brynden Blackwood struggling and swearing somewhere nearby; if his childhood friend wasn't careful, they would just crack him over the head and save themselves the trouble.

The mud was already thick under his knees, churned up by both armies, but it felt cool through his breeches - it would be cold tonight, the first days of autumn taking hold, the rivers running high. Edmure's shoulders and wrists were cramping, and he was finding it difficult to draw in a full breath; he had taken a glancing blow to the chest from the butt of a spear in the final seconds of the rout, and thought he might've cracked a few ribs. With his wrists bound behind him, the angle was excruciating if he turned two far to his right. Catching his breath, he ceased his squirming and tilted his head to one side, listening. Lannister's war horns had ended their mournful cries; the army was in order, and the trenches and siege lines were being erected. He thought of his father, only half a mile away across Riverrun's flooded moats, tossing and turning in his bed, feverish, perhaps unaware of the crimson and gold banners floating just outside his window. At least he will not know his son and heir lost the war before it even began.

There were footsteps in the mud, distinguisable from the constant comings and goings of the soldiers by their measured tred. Edmure assumed they were heading towards Blackwood; his father had managed to lead a large company of men back inside the walls of Riverrun, for which Brynden would probably suffer. Edmure ignored the approach and focused on attempting to twist his way free of his bindings; the pain lanced through his chest, making him gasp; it felt like a cold sharp knife, but he gritted his teeth. The rope was damp, rubbing his wrists raw, but that made it flexible. These were his lands, his people; if he could escape the boundaries of the Lannister camp, he would be sheltered by any village he came across. And what would happen to that village then? a small voice echoed in the back of his mind. Slaughtered and burned once the Kingslayer discovered they had hid you, and that bnlood on your hands...Edmure ignored the knowledge like he ignored the pain. He almost had one wrist free when the voice spoke from the entrance to the tent:

"You've already found enough trouble today."

Edmure had, in fact, met the Kingslayer only once before; he had been eight, and Lannister a squire, a golden older boy, aspirational, so desperately shining that Edmure had wanted nothing more than to be just like him. That was many years ago, and the golden glow had long since tarnished. Lannister was as handsome as everyone said, and aflush with victory in the torchlight; Edmure went still. There was no point trying to hide what he was doing; he slumped back into the bonds, and his ribs ground together. They would need to be bound, but he was loathe to ask for any Lannister Maester's assistance.

"I think the trouble found me," he said, and realised how parched his throat was. He cleared it, trying to rid himself of the hoarseness. "You will not take the castle, Kingslayer. Better men than you have tried and failed." Not that there were many men worse.

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"I'm drunk in the back of the car, and I cried like a baby coming home from the bar . Said, "I'm fine, " but it wasn't true, I don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you, and I snuck in through the garden gate. Every night that summer just to seal my fate, and I screamed for whatever it's worth "I love you, " ain't that the worst thing you ever heard?"

Selective, mutuals only, book based multi-muse ft: Alicent Hightower & Nina Zenik & Alina Starkov & Penelope Featherington. Loved by Tiny.

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also made maris nice and accessible in carrd instead of in her own doc because it was bugging me. now i just need to do some new graphics and i'm set!

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serala tw: sexual slavery.

tl;dr. former slave of yunkai, born into slavery. was taught the ways of the seven sighs until she was bought by a pleasure house in lys. she served three years there until she made her escape, cutting out her tear tattoo. she taught herself to use her great curved bow and served with the second sons - first disguised as a man, later revealing her true identity - and then with the windblown, where she grew respected enough to have her own company of archers. generally extremely quiet, controlled, and despises anything reckless or unplanned. available for plotting primarily in essos, but also in westeros.

☼☾ full name : serala, a name that was chosen for her. she has never seen fit to change it; it's as good as any.

☼☾ nickname(s) : sala (sah-lah)

☼☾ title : the nightowl, for her silent tread and deadly sudden strikes

☼☾ age : verse dependant

☼☾ date of birth : entirely unknown; she only knows her age because her first master kept a record of her purchase

☼☾ place of birth : yunkai

☼☾ gender : cis female, sort of (handwaves vaguely. would identify as nonbinary in modern times, has an awkward relationship with her own femininity)

☼☾ pronouns : she/her

☼☾ sexuality : lesbian, demisexual, hesitant about any physical relationship due to her past

☼☾ early life

☼☾ parents : unknown. a slave woman of yunkai bred for the purpose.

☼☾ siblings : many, all unknown. saw her fellow workers at the pleasure house as sisters, but abandoned them anyway, a source of great guilt

☼☾ other family : her company of nightowls amongst the windblown.

☼☾ personality

coming soon!!

☼☾ appearance

☼☾ hair : deep black, thick, always plaited neatly from her face. does not like it being touched and ties it up in a tight bun at the nape of her neck during battle.

☼☾ eyes : dark brown, narrowed, suspicious

☼☾ notable features : her great curved bow of horn and sinew, almost as tall as she is, always carried unstrung like a staff. walks on silent feet.

☼☾ clothing & style : wears dark leathers and soft silk in the warm sands of the disputed lands. chooses soft greys and blues in westeros. likes clothing for comfort as well as practicality, though no one would call her stylish. does not wear gowns unless obliged and is always covered, wrist to ankle.

☼☾ character inspiration :  artemis (myth), inej ghafa (grisha)

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cassana bolton

tl;dr : i'm feeling still pretty vague on cass! she is absolutely a bolton through and through; a quiet land, a quiet people, with far more of roose in her than ramsay - though she's entirely original, not related to either. a quiet violence, a calculating mind, a careful plotter, with little empathy or desire for love. she wants power, but not in a flashy way; she wants to control every part of her life, and she isn't afraid to destroy others to establish absolute command. she's an eldest daughter, likely an only heir, and if she did have brothers she would ensure she outlived them - she's heir to the dreadfort, so any man who wed her would become lord bolton, which makes her both a prize (for a younger son) and a curse (any heir would be expected to give up his own lands). literally god forbid a woman does anything. hotd/dance era focused.

☼☾ full name : cassana bolton

☼☾ nickname(s) : cass

☼☾ title : lady of the dreadfort

☼☾ age : verse dependant

☼☾ date of birth : born in midwinter

☼☾ place of birth : the dreadfort, the north

☼☾ gender : cis female

☼☾ pronouns : she/her

☼☾ sexuality : bisexual biromantic, but such a narcissist that it doesn't matter

☼☾ early life

☼☾ parents : lord bolton, northern mother - verse dependant. doesn't really slot into the main asoiaf verse easily so would need to be plotted - defaults to domeric's younger sister.

☼☾ siblings : tba

☼☾ other family : relatives of her mother - likely distantly related to the starks

☼☾ personality

coming soon!!

☼☾ appearance

☼☾ hair : dark brown, lighter in the summer months, with a slight wave. kept tamed and neat.

☼☾ eyes : pale blue, disconcerting, almost empty, pitiless.

☼☾ notable features : attractive and pretty in the same way a marble statue is, with little warmth or charisma. can come across as a perfect lady, introverted, even shy, but the fact is that she's always watching and that is unnerving after a while in her company.

☼☾ clothing & style : dark clothing with splashes of bolton pink and red. likes gowns slashed with her house colours, jewellery of rubies and garnets, and often wears blood-drop earrings.

☼☾ character inspiration : roose bolton (asoiaf), jadis the white witch (narnia), maleficent (disney)

[petalsprompts]

𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 & 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 ; 𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑢𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑡𝑠

change pronouns and other details as deemed fit.

❝ I’ve loved you for more than half my life, and I don’t know how to stop it. ❞

❝ I think I’ve accepted that you’re my right person, but at the wrong time. ❞

❝ I wish I’d held your hand more, when I had the chance. ❞

❝ Whether you want to admit it, our sex life is far from emotionless. ❞

❝ I think we’ll be doing this dance for the rest of our lives, don’t you? ❞

❝ Come with me to [location], run away with me. ❞

❝ When I’m around you, nothing else matters. And that’s the problem. ❞

❝ I’ll love you forever. You know that as well as I do. ❞

❝ You can’t just come back after years and make me feel this way all over again. ❞

❝ Somewhere inside you, when you see me, a part of you says ‘mine’… doesn’t it?❞

❝ When I was with her, I kept thinking about you. Even after all this time. ❞

❝ You’ll forget about me when you start your travels again, when we’re apart the feelings will fade. They always do, right? ❞

❝ You’ve been in my heart since we were too young to say words like ‘love.’ ❞

❝ I’ve missed you, so much more than I ever thought I would. ❞

❝ I’ve loved you, and you’ve loved me, but it’s never been enough. ❞

❝ I think I’ve gotten attached. I wasn’t supposed to, I know. ❞

❝ I can’t help it, I feel really protective of you. ❞

❝ It scares me how easily I know I could fall back in love with you. ❞

❝ You’re just… really beautiful. I don’t think I told you that. ❞

❝ I love that little smile. ❞

❝ I’m always here, you know. ❞

❝ I miss you. Even before you’re gone, I miss you. ❞

❝ I try not to think about what it would be like to really be with you, because I know it probably won’t happen, and that’s … alright. ❞

❝ I just want you to be happy. ❞

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now I have a new lil mobile muse list up, and as is tradition when I'm trying to get back into writing lol, like this for some meme spam in your inboxes? <3 multis are welcome to specify, otherwise I'll test some of my newbies on you, so you've been warned.

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𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒔 + 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒔. my inbox is open for requests and suggestions.    memes will include us.fw themes — in addition mature genres of media ( asoiaf , spartacus , lotr , horror franchises , etc. ) will be cited for inspiration.     as such … minors dni , thankyou.          est. 2023.

𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒊 𝒏𝒂𝒗.     period.      emoji.      us.fw.     ooc.     made by me.

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oop here's a mini attempt at an updated muse list! bolded are entirely new, and I have some new OCs under testing too. (mostly) updated carrd!

primary

Catelyn Tully

Deria Martell (OC)

Ellaria Sand

Willas Tyrell

secondary

Edmure Tully

Harwin Strong

Jeyne Westerling

Jon Snow

Loras Tyrell

Maris Rivers (OC)

Rhaenys I Targaryen

Samantha Tarly (awoiaf)

tertiary

Davos Seaworth

Jhogo (awoiaf)

Jon Connington

Leonette Fossoway

Lyssa Peake (OC)

Rowena Corbray Arryn (OC)

Sybelle Glover (awoiaf)

on request

Allyria Dayne

Alys Karstark

Daario Naharis

Roslin Frey

new testing ocs

Cassana Bolton - OC Bolton daughter. v undeveloped I just know I want her to be evil and manipulative. FC: Leyla Tanlar.

Serala - former slave, current sellsword and archer for the Windblown/Second Sons, verse depending. FC: Amita Suman.

Steffar Blacktyde - OC brother of Baelor Blacktyde. Obsessed with the Old Ways and the Iron Price. Captain of Maidensbane. FC: Leo Suter.

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hey guys! been suffering with a bit of burn out (in all aspects of my life, lol). I think I'm going to be doing a bit of revamping around here, trimming my follow list again etc, so please bear with. most essentially:

not going to be turning any asks into threads for the next couple of weeks (you're welcome to turn any of my responses into threads, just be aware that you might not get a response for a while!)

likely going to be dropping all threads except one per ship, but i'll absolutely message you if i do this!

going to trim my muse list & add some ocs <3

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me: actually i might just take a nap the 64 messages in my inbox and 24 drafts: 👁👄👁

[athlxtics]

Multi-muse meme questions! Send in a question and I’ll answer with what muse(s) it applies to! 

Which of your muses is the tallest? 

Which of your muses is the shortest?

Which of your muses either have been married or are currently married?

Do any of your muses have children?

Do any of your muses want children?

Which muses can speak languages other than English?

Do any of your muses have advanced degrees? (Ie: Master’s, doctorate, etc.)

Do any of your muses have tattoos? If so, give some details.

Which of your muses is most likely to get thrown in jail for disorderly conduct?

Which muse is the most athletic?

Which muses are addicted to social media?

Which two of your muses would make the best couple?

Which muse is the most emotional?

Which muse, in your opinion, has the best hair?

Which of your muses would make the best social media influencer?

Are any of your muses religious? If so - what religion do they practice?

Are any of your muses artistically inclined?

Have any of your muses run into trouble with the law?

Which muse is the most ‘street smart’?

Which of your muses reside in or were born in a country outside of the United States?

Which muse is the most gullible?

Which muse is the most dramatic?

Which muse have you written for the longest amount of time?

Which muse is the most proficient chef?

Who is your most well traveled muse?

Do you have a new muse you’re thinking of adding but haven’t yet? If so - tell us a bit about them.

Which muse utilizes your favorite faceclaim?

Which muse is the most chaotic?

Which muse, in your opinion, has the best smile?

Are any of your muses musicians?

Which muse has the highest ‘body count’ (aka - how many people they’ve slept with)?

Are any of your muses business owners?

Which muses would be good parents?

Which muses would be bad parents?

Which muses have pets? Tell us their species and names. 

Do you have an old/retired muse you don’t use anymore but love? Tell us about them. 

Did any of your muses not graduate high school?

Do any of your muses have any super(natural) abilities?

Which muse is the most manipulative?

Are any of your muses famous?

Have any of your muses won any awards in their field or are they notable in their professional success?

Which muse has the most money?

Which muse has the least money?

Who is your newest muse?

Which muse is the biggest flirt?

Have any of your muses ever killed someone? 

Which muse is the most likely to survive The Hunger Games?

Which muse is your ‘main muse’ or the one you find yourself writing the most often lately?

Which muse is the most likely to fight aliens…and win?

Which muse would you want to be friends with in real life?

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going to very gently start a couple of replies now things are looking up! probably going to focus on 'easy' replies to begin with so I apologise if you've been waiting a while. thanks for your patience everyone ily <3

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going to put myself on an official mini hiatus on here for at least a couple of days - my brain is not being kind to me. you might see me on the pevensies but only quietly xo

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later today I'm going to be doing a bit of a clear out of my follow list. if I soft block you and you would still like to interact you're welcome to refollow, but I do ask that you then send me a dm or some ask memes to kick things off. this is probably going to focus on blogs that aren't asoiaf-focused, because I find them harder to jump into plotting with and tend to wait for you guys to make the first move. once again this isn't personal! just feeling a bit overwhelmed lately and I want to keep this hobby fun. love u guys xo