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If you wanna be sad, think about Harwin reuniting with all of his sons in the afterlife and realizing none of them even made it to adulthood.

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Lyonel being like "Actually yes my son, the strongest man in the seven kingdoms, would protect the fuck out of your daughter so maybe consider it" and then Harwin and Rhaenyra get married au when???

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Rhaenyra Targaryen & Harwin Strong | 1.06

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*      ―    ﴾  𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠  𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜  ﴿   :    𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒  𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘  𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

personally ,   i’m  tired  of  the  secondhand  embarrassment.   so  here’s  a  random  assortment  of  nsfw  actions  and  dialogue  prompts  that  don’t  feel  too  over  the  top.   (  don’t  forget  to  add  [ reverse ]  if  you’d  like  to  see  the  receiver  perform  the  action.  )

actions.

[ PULL ]:  sender  pulls  receivers  hair.

[ HICKEY ]:  sender  gives  receiver  a  hickey.

[ TRAIL ]:  sender  leaves  a  trail  of  kisses  down  receivers  stomach.

[ HIPS ]:  sender  pulls  receiver  in  closer  by  the  hips.

[ KNEES ]:  sender  lowers  themselves  to  their  knees.

[ STRIPTEASE ]:  sender  teasingly  strips  their  clothes.

[ STRIP ]:  sender  undresses  receiver.

[ GRIND ]:  sender  grinds  on  receivers  thigh.

[ ORAL ]:  sender  goes  down  on  receiver.

[ PASSENGER ]:  sender  touches  receiver  while  sender  is  driving.

[ DRIVER ]:  sender  goes  down  on  /  touches  receiver  while  receiver  is  driving.

[ OVERSTIMULATED ]:  sender  repeatedly  making  receiver  orgasm.

[ PUBLIC ]:  sender  and  receiver  have  sex  somewhere  public.

[ CAR ]:  sender  and  receiver  have  sex  in  a  car.

[ CONTROL ]:  sender  is  riding  receiver  and  receiver  takes  control  by  guiding  their  hips.

[ SHY ]:  sender  covers  their  face  and  receiver  moves  their  hands  away.

[ EYES ]:  sender  makes  receiver  look  them  in  the  eyes.

[ BEG ]:  sender  begs  receiver  to  touch  /  fuck  them.

[ MORNING ]:  sender  wakes  receiver  up  with  sex.

[ STRADDLE ]:  sender  sits  in  receivers  lap  to  tease  them.

[ CAMERA ]:  sender  records  receiver.

[ RECORD ]:  sender  is  recorded  by  receiver.

[ MOUTH ]:  sender  puts  their  fingers  into  receivers  mouth.

[ LOVE ]:  sender  tells  receiver  they  love  them  during.

[ PUSH ]:  sender  pushes  receiver  onto  bed.

dialogue.

“ you  look  so  pretty  like  this.  “

“ i  want  to  spend  all  night  learning  every  sound  you  make. “

“ let  me  take  care  of  you. “

“ i’m  not  wearing  any  underwear  right  now. “

“ you’re  really  good  at  that. “

“ god,  you’re  so  wet  /  hard  …. “

“ i  think  about  you  when  i  touch  myself. “

“ tell  me  what  you  want. “

“ please  touch  /  fuck  me. “

“ i  love  teasing  you. “

“ touch  yourself  for  me. “

“ i  get  so  wet  /  hard  around  you. “

“ get  on  your  knees. “

“ you’re  such  a  tease. “

“ tell  me  you’re  mine. “

“ i’m  yours. “

“ i  want  you  to  cum  for  me. “

“ i  want  you  to  cum  in  me. “

“ i’ll  be  good,  i  promise. “

“ you’re  doing  so  good  for  me. “

“ you  feel  so  good. “

“ you  sound  so  pretty  when  you  moan. “

“ i  could  be  your  toy. “

“ fuck  me  like  you  love  me. “

“ i’m  gonna  cum- “

“ i  just  want  to  feel  something. “

“ i  wanna  be  on  top  this  time. “

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“Act ladylike” how about I kill you what then

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non sexual intimacy!!!! bathing together, washing each other, playing with each other's hair, kissing every inch of their body, writing love letters on their back with your finger, connecting their moles and freckles to create constellations on their skin, running your hands up and down their thighs, ugh just expressing physical love without it having to be about sex!!!!

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[ death ] (lyanna)

[ death ] sender just died, receiver finds out / @zoklaanogar sent a MEME

The raven comes what must be a day or two after the fact - the distance between the Wall and Winterfell but a short flight for the birds. On a horse, it would take near three weeks to get to Castle Black from her ancestral home. Their home. She is still bereft at the fact that she ever let him leave it to join the Night's Watch, but the only way she could have prevented him, truly, was by revealing the truth. Doing so, especially when Robert was at Winterfell, would have been a death sentence to him. Her son.

Who was now dead, the raven said. The Raven finding her, when she was not at Winterfell, was a testament to the only good fortune she would have. Finding out the news much later would have been even more devastating - after all, she was already on her way to the Wall, to seek out Jon, who last she had known was the Lord Commander. Winterfell had fallen, and she was not able to protect their home. There was nowhere else she might go.

And now?

It is the first time since Rhaegar's death that she feels completely alone. Even if Jon has been gone for so long, it had never been that she might not see him once more. Unlikely, but he could make a life for himself at the Wall. He had already, being named Lord Commander so young and so quickly, but they had turned on him. He had been killed by his brothers. He should never have gone. If Ned were not already dead, she would strangle her brother her with bare hands for letting her son, her son, go to the Wall.

I should have told him the truth is all she can think when the sobs start, racking through her body. Castle Black would not be safe for her, but she had to go and confirm the story, and she was already so close, less than a week's journey away now, and she would demand proof. Even seeing Ghost alone would be proof enough, if the Night's Watch had already disposed of his body. Even that thought causes her to choke, finding it difficult to breathe as the tears flow freely. Her son is dead. Her only son. I should have told him the truth, and now he'll never know.

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hotd twitter is wild i couldn't imagine just not slutting up my muses rather than fighting about silly ships (most of which aren't canon anyway) when I could just ship like all of those things.

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In this episode of “don’t challenge me because I will do it” - this just in! @bigdaddydaemon wants to fuck Criston Cole, confirmed.

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There's a moment when he thinks perhaps it's too soon - while he is sure Luke is biting to get out of that bed, that house, and see any other people, he might not be ready. It was a big fall, and the fact that he had survived it at all is still surprising to Gendry. Carrying him out of the water, Gendry was almost convinced he might kill the other boy just by his movements, though it seemed as though Luke did not really remember those moments. "That was why I picked this place in particular. If it gets to be too much, we both know i can carry you back." He replies, a grin on his face, before he begins walking again, at Luke's prompting. He does keep pace with Luke, rather than taking longest strides himself. It's not a large place, but busy enough to keep them anonymous, for it seems as though his new friend does not want to be seen at times. Once they are inside, he finds a table, relatively away from the crowds. "Take a seat, I'll get us something to drink." He says, walking towards the barkeep, two mugs of ale quickly obtained. It was not his usual place to go, a bit further from his own bed than preferred, but it was the best option for Luke. He returns quickly, taking a seat across from his friend, setting the mug before him. The alehouse is loud enough, not terribly crowded so they would not be bumped into, but certainly not overheard as well. "Cheers to your recovery, then?" He asks, now that they've finished their walk, able to sit in a more relaxed state, mug of ale in hand

they say that might change. luke feels guilt pierce him as surely as an arrow at the thought of why that might be, at what might be brewing, even as he hides away from it all here. what his death might have wrought. it's a struggle, to keep from letting it show on his face, and he's hoping gendry attributes his grimace to pain, or discomfort. which wouldn't be entirely a falsehood — he hasn't been comfortable or without pain since he'd awoken, after all. he can see the other has questions, that much is obvious, and luke is unsure about what answers he might give. it feels wrong, to lie, but...

it's nice, not having a title to drive a wedge between the two of them, to constantly remind him of their difference in station. though he's sure there's plenty to give him away as highborn, he's only hoping that his bearing doesn't scream prince. he'd always gotten along well enough with his grandfather's sailors, during his visits to driftmark, when he'd sneak out of the castle to visit the docks and the taverns there. fishermen can't be much more difficult to get along with. even if they are stormlanders.

' i don't think i could go very far anyway, ' he admits, sheepish, offering gendry a lopsided grin, ' but please, lead the way. '

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[ chin up ] (for myrcella, from jaime)

[ chin up ] sender lifts receiver's chin to stop them from hiding their tears / @stolenfates sent a MEME

Myrcella is upset, justifiably so. She was happy in Dorne, even after the attack. The injuries had healed and, despite her insecurities, Trystane still seemed to love her, even with the scars. It was another reason why she loved him so much. So her Uncle Jaime arriving to take her back to King's Landing (she could no longer call any place but Dorne her home) was a dagger to the heart.

She had not seen him in years, and even then, they had never been particularly close when she was a child. So him coming into the cabin she was in, quietly crying about having to leave Dorne and Trystane behind, was a surprise. She does turn her head away, to try and wipe away her tears, but he stops her, his remaining hand turning her head back and lifting her chin up.

"I do not want to return to King's Landing. Mother is being unfair, and this is ridiculous." She had made a home in Dorne, had been so close to marrying Trystane secretly if necessary, had gone alone with Arianne's plan to crown her over Tommen (though she did not relish in the thought of essentially usurping her brother, despite what Dornish laws dictate - even if that plan had ended in her being attacked), but had fallen in love with Dorne most of all. The ship rocks on the sea, taking them back to the mainland, though she is not bothered by the waves. Just by the heartbreak of departing the place she has found to be a home. "What reason does she have to retrieve me? Is my betrothal to Prince Trystane broken? What can you tell me, Uncle Jaime?"

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🐝  *  ―  𝑵𝑶𝑵-𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺. (  some triggering content ahead. add " + " to reverse the action.  )

[ wipe ] sender wipes away receiver's tears [ hurt ] sender hurts receiver with words [ lonely ] sender finds receiver alone in a dark room [ wounded ] sender patches up receiver's wounds [ crying ] sender finds receiver crying [ help ] sender runs to receiver when they scream for help [ nightmare ] sender wakes receiver up from a nightmare [ dying breath ] sender talks to receiver before dying [ hold on ] sender pulls receiver into their arms [ anger ] sender takes their anger out on receiver [ argue ] sender gets into a heated argument with receiver [ scared ] sender scares receiver [ sick ] sender cares for receiver while they are sick [ palm ] sender places a hand on receiver to stop them from doing something [ fight ] sender gets into a physical fight with receiver [ comfort ] sender tries to comfort receiver [ blood ] sender notices that receiver is bleeding [ collapse ] sender collapses into receiver's arms [ pressure ] sender puts pressure on receiver's wound [ slap ] sender slaps receiver in the face [ panic ] sender helps receiver through a panic attack [ lie ] sender catches receiver in a lie [ sobs ] sender sobs uncontrollably while receiver holds them [ hiding ] sender finds out that receiver has hidden an injury from them [ death ] sender just died, receiver finds out [ chin up ] sender lifts receiver's chin to stop them from hiding their tears [ fears ] sender talks to receiver about their fears [ scream ] sender screams at receiver [ coping ] sender teaches receiver some coping mechanisms [ loss ] sender is there for receiver after they've lost someone important to them [ needs ] sender asks receiver what they need [ bullet ] sender takes a bullet for receiver [ bruises ] sender finds bruises of unknown origin on receiver [ rainfall ] sender finds receiver out alone in the rain [ hospital ] sender wakes up in a hospital bed and finds receiver sitting by their bedside [ intrude ] sender walks in on receiver treating their wounds [ calming ] sender tries to calm down receiver [ inspection ] sender holds receiver's face while inspecting an injury they got [ rescue ] sender carries receiver to safety [ clean ] sender cleans blood off of receiver's body

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@wcrriorhearts / starter call (for Lysandra!)

"You have something on your mind, I can see it clearly on your face." Perhaps it is the obviousness of his affair with the Princess, though the truth of that must not be spoken aloud. Even if others are aware of it, the pair have taken to great lengths to ensure there is no evidence of their couplings - other than, perhaps, the children, but as long as Laenor claims them, and the King upholds their legitimacy, that is irrelevant. So whatever is in her head, it must not be that. "Out with it."

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"Father's mind is made up, no matter what is official." It is a good match, for a young maiden of a noble house and the new Lord to Storm's End. And their father is not too concerned with whether or not she is honored, just that she is wed, to a man of a noble house. Her own apprehensions come from what she has heard. It is, unfortunately, a woman's cross to bear, knowing her future husband might be unfaithful, and already had sired a bastard. "That is all the answer I need, Ned. If you cannot say for certain, then why is it me that he is seeking out so? There are several ladies of noble houses, and you suggested the match to Father, did you not?" Lyanna was angry, and hiding it had never been her strong suit. She had only grown up with brothers, even if they had been separated for some time. "I will do whatever I am meant to, but I wish to know the truth of the man I am meant to marry. You know him best of all. I would not go into this marriage blind, if I could avoid that. You would not lie to me, would you?"

“I…can not say for certain.” Always a man of few words, his uncertainty spoke volumes. Ned ducked his head, for a moment unable to meet the steely gaze of his sister. She was no longer the child he had bid goodbye to when he left Winterfell all those years ago, Lyanna was nearly a woman grown and as much as Ned wanted to believe his friend would not shame his sister in such a way, he knew she had every right to be concerned. Ned looked back up, he would not lie to her. How he wished she could stay in the North and marry who she wanted, but she was the only daughter of the Lord of Winterfell, and had a duty to fulfill, as they all did. But she was still so young. “Have you spoken to father about these concerns? Nothing had been made official yet. There is no need for him to rush into this decision. I could speak with him, if you’d like.”

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"Maybe in a few days, when you're a little less banged up." A week or so. It wasn't exactly a safe work environment, though there was plenty of space for Luke to sit and watch him work, if he truly wanted to. Not that he wasn't sure the other would get bored of it, as it wasn't the most exciting thing to observe. Gendry remembered that from his beginning days, wanting to just be doing the work, rather than staring at someone else do everything. "It might be boring to you though. There isn't a lot of work happening now, though they say that might change." Talk of a war, which meant work, consistently. So what was he doing on the cliffs in the first place? Where had he come from? Those were questions for another time, or even perhaps later this night after a drink or two. Gendry does pause, the hand on his arm almost giving him an excuse. He is already being a bit overly aware of his new friend, and what he might be capable of. He nods his head, looking over at Luke, a smile on his face. "I know just the place." He says, though there are a few they could go to. The one in mind is the closest to where they are, which will be easier for Luke to get to and from. There might be better places, further into the town, but perhaps he should ease Luke into this place, if he was a stranger to it as he seemed. "After falling from a cliff? I would think so." He wasn't a big drinker, but if it had been him falling off a cliff, he would have wanted one from the second he woke up. "It's not far, where we're headed."

' you'll have to show me the forge one day. i think i should like to see where it is you spend so many hours in a day. ' though the sight of gendry at work may just kill him more surely than a fall from dragonback. luke cannot remember ever being so flustered around anybody before, not even while he'd been fumbling through his first mortifying infatuation with one of the stable hands on dragonstone. he'd been a few years older than luke, a year or so older than jace, and the sight of him had rendered luke mute damn near every time they'd crossed paths. he's still certain that alby thinks he's simple. truly, he can only be glad that jace never seemed to catch on.

' considering i haven't left the house since i woke up ten days ago... ' his brows climb up toward his hairline, smile wry. ' no, i do not know the village at all. ' it's slow going, considering there's a bloody hill right from the bottom of the garden path and thank the gods it's not too steep, and luke is still winded by the time they reach the bottom. at least he hadn't stumbled or tripped. catching gendry by the arm to bring him to a halt, so luke might catch his breath... well, it really has the opposite effect, thanks to all the muscle those hours in the forge has afforded his new friend. luke drops his hand quickly, grateful he can blame his flush on the exertion of the walk. ' think the alehouse might just be the place to start after that. i fear... i may need a drink. '

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quotes about That Person pinterest inspired.

edit/alter/change pronouns etc as you see fit!  

you and i will always be unfinished business.

i tried to love you into loving me... that's not how love works.

loving you was a sacrifice. i gave you the power to destroy me, and that's exactly what you did.

i gave you the power to destroy me, and that's exactly what you did.

you will always have a special place in my heart, and that terrifies me.

i won't ever forget you, and maybe that is the only forever the two of us were meant to have.

i'm sorry i had nothing to say that night.

i was so interested to see how you'd break my heart.

you planted flowers inside of me... foolish of me to think you'd water them.

it's pathetic, really, how much i still hope it's you and me in the end.

you said you'd be here.

hell exists... it's 3am, here, without you.

i'm scared that loving you is the only thing i got right, and it still wasn't enough.

i regret the end, the way we couldn't leave one another without wounds.

we made it seem as if all the love we shared was wasted time.

i will always remember the way you folded me at my corners, like there was a part of me you wanted to come back to.

you made me feel, and i don't like it. stop it.

i wish the best for you, i just wish that i was the best for you.

maybe in another lifetime, we get it right.

you had my heart before i could say no.

loving you is the most exquisite form of self destruction.

fuck you for giving up on me.

the worst pain is being hurt by the same person you explained your pain to.

you fucking broke me, and i'm still the one apologising.

i broke my own heart loving you.

now you're just a stranger with all my secrets.

sometimes the beginning is the same as the ending.

what if no one makes me feel the way that you do?

you made it look so damned easy to walk away from me.

you were the hardest lesson i ever had to learn.

you didn't say goodbye, and part of me keeps believing that means you're coming back.

i would've left the entire world behind for you.

you leave teeth marks on everything you love.

all of your devotion turns violent.

you let me go, but you left claw marks.

i don't think i'll ever know how to love someone without swallowing them whole.

love is supposed to turn you soft... i think it only ever turns me brutal.

we wanted each other in the way of flesh wanting to knit itself together over a wound.