#ᵛᵉʳˢᵉ ✻ ᶜᵒᵈᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵛᵘˡᵍᵃʳ[ᶤˢᵐ]

[killthebxy]

a note to myself that i need to add this on the actual verse background, but---

---in modern verse, Jon’s girlfriend guitar does have a name: Scarlet.

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FIVE SENSES aesthetics

bold what applies to your muse.

MODERN VERSE

SIGHT //: small towns. big cities. six thirty curfews. lights that take the place of stars. blanket nests. light through the blinds as a wake up call. found family. finding a single star in the middle of new york city. window shopping. watching something terrible and enjoying it. growing numb to the sight of injustice. wilted flowers. faded caricatures. bright, bold colors.

HEARING //: crickets and lightning bugs. car engines and ac units. a phone call to mom / dad. laughing with friends. jokes that are so bad you have to laugh. the clicking of computer keys. noise cancelling headphones. the sound of silence. muffled music from another room. drumming fingertips on a table. clicking of pens. listening to a clock and swearing the ticks get slower. ringing in the ears. the voice of someone you love. pitch shifted songs.

TOUCH //: being held close during a long night. fleeting reassurances. holding hands when you’re scared. brushing fingers through strands of hair. freshly dried clothes. bruises on your knuckles. silk and satin. your favorite pet’s fur / feather. wringing your hands anxiously. snuggies. comforters in the dead of winter. nails against skin. cold metal. leather in summer.

TASTE //: coffee in the morning. tea in the evening. bubblegum that lost its flavor. alcohol burning the back of your throat. homemade cooking, no matter what’s made. blood in your mouth. stale air. menthol. fresh vegetables. the first meal you cook by yourself that tastes good. foreign sweets. fast food. bittersweet. sour. spicy. sweet. bitter. too much salt on fries.

SMELL //: morning glories and honeysuckles. freshly cut grass. hot chocolate in the middle of winter. nail polish. acetone. hospital rooms. smoke. hair spray. your favorite shampoo / conditioner. the scent of home. perfume. cologne. something burning. wet “dogs”. copper. metal. unemptied ash trays. something familiar yet different.

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--- @dragontold​ ---

‘ owww... ‘

          it’s a quiet complaint, softly slurred... and not truly to be taken seriously, considering how, at the same time, he’s trying to keep back his giggling --- and failing. and it’s not really pain in itself, though it ought to be... because, exactly, the hot mess he’s made out of his pain killers’ prescription is currently not only making him feel as though floating in a white cloud above, but also numbing the result of his brilliant encounter with the door, an hour or so ago. which, no doubt, will come around to bite him hard on his fine arse in the morning --- a fierce reddish-purpleish bruise surrounding his right eye, which has gone unattended for the sake of rushing to ER and cater to a potential-but-actually-not concussion, and, as a result, had all the time in the world to swell to the point where Jon is quite struggling to keep it open now. mostly numb, yes, though still so very tender that, when Theon presses the ice bag on it, that’s when he WHINES and very childishly tries to avoid it by snuggling into his boyfriend instead; again, comically failing, considering he’s currently loopy enough to have completely forgotten about the broken, very clumsy arm in between both bodies. it’s just not your day, is it Jon? though, at the very least, he can and will try to lean in for a kiss.

‘ c’me here, you’re like--- so far... ‘

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send ‘pain is weakness leaving the body’ for a randomly generated outcome (alternatively, send it + reversed) // accepting 1. Daenerys finds Jon with a broken arm, ft. @zcldrizes

          if he believed in a god above, he might now pray this is the right door he’s knocking at --- since he doesn’t, wishful thinking will have to do. not that Jon has ever been talented at HOPE, clearly more one to believe in Murphy’s Law and in being the one to throw shit at the fan before somebody else can do it in his stead... and isn’t this, precisely, the mindset that has landed him in the swamp of quicksand where he currently is? almost literally so, considering the struggle that it is at the moment to keep himself steady on his feet, and who would have guessed that an entire bottle of vodka plus an arm that will remain USELESS at least for one month longer do not make for a good combination, in many aspects but, first and foremost, when it comes to body balance. and his poor bike, half-wrecked after that nothing-short-of spectacular crash (at least there’s that, go big or go home), is yet another cause for grievance --- but, at the moment, the priority is this door.

          a door that he is about to pound on again, actually so far gone in his inebriation that he doesn’t consider the obvious fact that door bells do exist in 2019 --- a door that suddenly opens and, thank fuck, it is her. it is her new apartment or, at least, she is here right now... and his gaze quickly falls on her belly, squinting at the obvious swell he can see under her dress --- of course, what else to expect? the issue was never how babies are made, for that’s a lesson he’s learned far too sooner than any child ought to, rather WHO helped making this one --- again, knowledge (acceptance? courage? basic human decency?) that he could find only at the bottom of a bottle of the strongest liquor, but better late than never... right? which doesn’t mean he expects to be welcomed with open arms, even completely wasted that he is, nor that she’ll act as though nothing ever happened some three or four months ago --- yet, since he’s here, might as well see it through to the end. pursing his lips sheepishly then, in that characteristic expression of A LITTLE KID who broke the mother’s favorite vase and now comes to apologize, he braces himself on the door frame with the good arm and for a bit more of momentary support. literally and metaphorically so.

‘ ...hey. wasn’t easy t’ find you at all. ‘

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--- @wolfqueennamedstark ---

          he doesn’t hear it the first time, admittedly --- so distracted by the lady on his lap, the gorgeous guitar he could coddle and fondle all day and night long, that it takes Sansa poking at him with a foot to get his attention. not his fault, because little Lana has taken to only fall asleep when he plays for her, so it’s ever the best and most convenient of excuses to practice; can’t do the dishes, too busy playing for the baby. which is why he finally looks back up with such a nonchalant expression --- though, to be fair, it’s a sentiment common to find on Jon’s face.

‘ you’re askin’ me? you know i don’t even like that shit. ‘

          not a lie, as he much prefers tastes far more BITTER and with far more potential to have you begging for your death in the next morning. nonetheless, he has sympathy for his poor sister’s struggle ---nobody deserves the disappointment that is to unexpectedly run out of booze--- and isn’t about ready to fail her. on the other hand, given her whining and the way in which she just practically SLUMPED over on the couch by his side, empty bottle in hand and cute pouty expression, he has to wonder if the reason for the wine to be gone isn’t the most obvious of all. hence, not holding back his laughter as he blows out the cigarette smoke before leaving a kiss on her temple.

‘ though isn’t it gone ‘cause you just chugged down all of it, silly? ‘

[killthebxy]

What would modern Jon think while watching Game of Thrones? Just as him being a person living in our world and being a normal viewer or not.

— @brycecousland —

          honestly — canon!Jon and modern!Jon are absolutely non-compatible. they’re polar opposites in almost everything, and each embodies most of what the other hates with a passion. therefore, while watching the show, modern!Jon would disown canon!Jon from the very first moment — and all the more when one of Jon’s first scenes is with Cat, and to modern!Jon his relationship with his stepmother is a wreck. as for the show in general… well it’s got dragons and it’s got free graphic porn, so this much he can appreciate. and his favorite character would probably be Bronn, so let me tag @thesellsword for reasons.

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WHICH PLANET MATCHES YOUR MUSE’S PERSONALITY?

canon verse(s): Mars

          as someone who embodies the energies of Mars, you are dynamic, expressive, and rarely shy away from conflict. you'd rather say what’s on your mind than waste time simmering, because you are a person of action, not rumination. if someone were to challenge you, however, it would be like waging war on a tempest — ill-advised and completely futile.

modern verse: Uranus

          your greatest strength is your ability to adapt, and you reject any and all labels pressed upon you. what others read as eccentricity is your uncanny ability to see what others cannot see, and act as others dare not act. occasionally, this love of freedom and distaste for attachment can lead you to push people away, but when you find others who understand you — truly understand you — your coalition could tilt the whole world on its axis.

TAGGED BY : borrowed from the twin @bastxrdofwinterfell bc i am astronomy trash TAGGING : @arcusignis & @zcldrizes & @kingwholost & @wolfqueennamedstark & @tymptir & @longmayshereignxcersei & @blodistridi & @deltiitnu & @crownedclaw & @tyrion & @handofhonor & @starkmatriarch & @steel-winter-rose & @selfishisuppose & @murroyilodel & @dcllparted & @hrodohaide & @vaedar & @exilekniight & @fallesto & @talltalkr & @scldsouls & @brycecousland & @songtouch & @satincrow & @killedinstead & @musaeprimi & @axgmented & @asgardianhammer + everyone else who wants to!

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In honor of Easter, Jon is served a chocolate rabbit, jellybeans, and chocolate eggs.

          i am deflecting this towards modern verse, nonnie, considering Westeros has no clue who Jesus is and the closest thing to a man returning from the dead being worthy of celebration falls on Jon himself and/or Beric Dondarrion. so:

@kingwholost & @wolfqueennamedstark & @needlcd & @lcgendaris & @strengthanddevotion & @boywarg & @northeir

WE HAVE FREE CHOCOLATE, he says — before being the first one to actually tear into it like a ravenous dragon wolf.

[killthebxy]

𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒.         bold what applies to your muse, italicize what is verse dependent.

𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐃.   a modern manifesto.   silver nail polish.   layers of clothes in the cold weather.   conspiracy theories.   refusing to be a part of the mass.   sounds of the city.  aging but remaining youthful.   rebellion.

𝐎𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑 𝐃𝐄 𝐋𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀. quiet evenings.   playing the strings of a guitar.   busy days in the city.  heavy coats in cold days.   burnt orange. the lonely sound of an harmonica.   the taste of honey in your tongue.   the cold breeze greeting you in the morning.   letting your hair wild.  mixing patterns.   soft fabrics.   ancient tapestry.   finding peace in your busy routine.   opaque lipstick.

𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐋 𝐊𝐎𝐑𝐒. disco balls.   the thrilling bass on a song.   smiling as you walk towards the place you belong in.   loud, fun rebellion.   wearing fierce hats.   the wind hitting your hair locks.   leather jackets in the heat.   using fashion as a statement.   large sunglasses.  fierce haircuts.   sequin dresses.   not apologizing for your choices.   the glamour of the seventies.   wearing your party clothes to work.

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐁𝐒. dramatic violin playing in the distance.   hiding behind a coat.   walking by yourself.   being spotlight - blind.   tragic romances.   a mysterious glare.   quiet mourn.  leaving the house with no make up on.   bright colors shining in the dark.  the agony before a climax.

𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐀𝐂𝐄. pumpkins.  golden chains.  band t-shirts.   the fresh feeling of modernity. paths that will always cross, no matter what.   not being afraid of your rebel side.   a mix of colors as messy as your feelings.   oversized coats.   wearing sunglasses to avoid looking someone in the eyes.  leather.  wearing high heels with socks.  a busy day to day.   the will to let go of your past and the inability to do so.

tagged by.  beautiful @hiddensteel & @selfishisuppose <3 tagging. @arcusignis & @zcldrizes & @needlcd & @lcgendaris & @songtouch & @wolfqueennamedstark & @neitherknightnorlady & @longmayshereign-cersei & @wineinthewidow & @hrodohaide & @deltiitnu & @starkmatriarch & @starfrckled & @ashccra & @akingslayerx & @twiicetheheart & @steel-winter-rose & @murroyilodel & @wintcrskiss & @northeir & @tyrion & @rebxrnbyfire & @argivebeauty & @ragnarsscn & @flxbber & @vaedar & @vairuler & @blackmage-lulu & @blackmcnt & @naathborn & @jaimelannisterthings & @snarkofstark & @thecodekeeper + everyone else who wants to!

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 😘🍺

send 😘🍺 to drunkenly kiss Jon Snow; platonic smooches also accepted (accepting) // @dcllparted

          that she’s one of the very few that make this shit life worth living, he has known for a good while now. still… for her to come and save him from the most boring day at work ever, to the point where one can almost fall asleep while standing up, this is a new check mark on the list of her many merits (not all of them for the best reasons, but hey — who’s he to judge). his only regret is that the bitch of a boss isn’t around to watch and be outraged by it… but, then again, keeping his job might not be a bad idea, either. it doesn’t matter anyway.

          the only thing that currently matters is her flawlessly sculpted body in his arms, and her own arms around his neck, and their mouths on fire on each other, and THE URGE at the pit of his stomach to just bend her over this counter and take her right here and now. again, the café is as empty as empty can be today, and no clients to bust their balls… namely, his own. and whereas he also wishes to question her motives to be this wasted already when it’s not even noon, hands wander and find that fine arse of hers, and he brings her even closer so that now their chests are glued together and his lips can claim the crease of her neck.

‘ swear t’ fuckin’ god, if y’ make me lose this shit job… you’re stuck adoptin’ me forever. YOUR CHOICE, baby girl. ‘

[killthebxy]

shots shots shots

#bff

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send ‘pain is weakness leaving the body’ for a randomly generated outcome (alternatively, send it + reversed) // accepting 17. Taylor finds Jon out in the cold without warm clothes, ft. @undeciided

          perhaps her biggest mistake ever was to give him her address; isn’t this what parents tell to their kids, to never go along with strangers? ironically, not only was that the manner in which the two of them met ---as, indeed, complete and unlikely strangers---, but such strictness and such uneventful life within a golden cage turned out to be the main force leading Taylor in the direction of the worst possible influence. it seems only a loop, then, the closing of a full cycle, that this night (if 4:36 AM can be properly called night) brings him to stand at her doorstep.

          in his defense, it was not planned --- the bulk of his life is not planned, merely a succession of events that take place one after the other pretty much out of their own accord, for the good and for the bad. it started as so many nights start, at a not-so-commendable night club, in not-so-commendable company, and with the promise that their indulgence would have to be cut short and before that rain that was already pouring got too terrible. but the road that leads to Hell is paved with nothing if not the best intention of men... and this one did not fall short, as that same promise for moderation was replaced with the ever predictable just one more shot and, from there, eventually got forgotten entirely.

          which lands him on the present situation, unsteady steps somehow having brought him to her home exactly, chancing to look up at her room’s window --- now a miniature storm falling all around, with thunder illuminating the dark skies and a torrent of water apparently unstoppable. soaked to the bone, of this much there’s no need to ask, though face illuminating like it’s nothing at all --- the moment she stares back.

‘ wanna come join me in mother nature’s shower? my treat! ‘

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@brycecousland // cont.’d

          oh, but he could not have anticipated such a night --- still mostly keeping to himself and working on mixing drinks, whilst his coworker both tended to Bryce’s needs and endured the man’s drunken ramblings. truth be told, Jon had noticed him first thing upon entering the bar... and very much pretended not to, actually avoiding him and making sure they’d stay away from one another. why? for the simple reason he had no doubt he’d be judged for randomly falling off the face of the earth for the quarter of a year --- and, worse, for having to confess where he’d spent that time and under what circumstances.

          granted, he wasn’t one to give a fuck cut in half about what others thought of him; he’d never been so. yet things with Bryce had been going smoothly enough before his little unplanned trip to jail... not in a cheesy, sappy way of finding true love at last, not even close, but in regards to a genuinely good time. to genuinely enjoying each other’s company. and this was why he’d not wanted to look into the older one’s eyes now and find there that very much familiar shadow of DISAPPOINTMENT that he seemed to provoke in everyone else. running away and cutting ties was always so much easier.

          nonetheless, and because he couldn’t help but eavesdrop everything that was being said... yeah, it did make him smile; a wide smile, of something very close to awe. this guy... this idiotic, adorable guy, did he even listen to himself? saying such nice things about a complete trash of a human being? finding himself unable to hold back his impulse then, as happened all the time, he discreetly traded places with the coworker again and leaned over the counter to refill Bryce’s glass --- making sure their eyes met while at it.

‘ never really got t’ open me up properly durin’ out first date, did ya? ‘

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RULES: Bold the statements that apply to you, italicize your aspirations.

MODERN VERSE

AIR. I have small hands • I love the night sky • I watch small animals and birds when I pass them by • I drink herbal tea • I wake to see dawn • The smell of dust is comforting • I’m valued for being wise • I prefer books to music • I meditate • I find joy in learning new truths from the world around me

FIRE. I don’t have straight hair • I like to wear ripped jeans and overalls • I play an organized sport • I am not afraid of adventure • I love to talk to strangers • I always try new foods • I enjoy road trips • Summer is my favorite season • I love dogs • My radio is always playing

WATER. I wear bracelets on my wrists • I love the bustle of the city • I have more than one set of piercings • I read poetry • I love the sound of a thunderstorm • I want to travel the world • I go to sleep past midnight most days • I love dimly lit diners and fluorescent signs • I rewatch kids’ shows out of nostalgia • I see emotions in colors not words

EARTH.  I wear glasses • I enjoy doing the laundry • I am a vegetarian or vegan • I have an excellent sense of time • My humor is very cheerful • I am a valued advisor to my friends • I believe in true love • I love the chill of mountain air • I’m always listening to music • I am highly trusted by the people in my life

AETHER. I go without makeup in my daily life • I make my own artwork • I keep on track of my tasks and time • I always know true north • I see beauty in everything • I can always smell flowers • I smile at everyone I pass by • I always fear history repeating itself • I have recovered from a mental disorder • I can love unconditionally

tagged by: @tyrion, friend extraordinaire who pisses off the edge of the Wall

tagging: @arcusignis & @zcldrizes & @trickstercaptain & @seesgood & @peaceinourrtime & @invinciblestark & @timeripe & @selfishisuppose & @sunflecked & @theeldestsun & @valyrianflame & @rhaegxr & @ofthewhitehands & @steel-winter-rose & @matriarcarivera & @quietwclf & @jaimelannisterthings & @boltxnbastard & @durnaar & @glamorwitch & @gulldrengur & @rebclangcl & @axgmented & @rebxrnbyfire & @fiercerebekah & @piraticalwit + everyone else who wants to!

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v: modern: 🍸 + did you ever really care ?

— @crownedclaw​ —

          for one who so openly loathes ---and opposes on the daily--- any variety of AUTHORITY, Jon does often voice the whim of being able to dictate laws himself — hypocrisy at its finest, which in turn also suits him rather finely. one of these laws would be, precisely, to hold back every soul from asking him sensitive questions after his fourth drink, and to forbid them entirely once he’s close to done with that respective bottle. for the simple reason he’s excellent at keeping such matters repressed during most of his time, shoving them back into where they came from and pretending they don’t exist at all… and, alas, such talent decreases in geometric progression with every glass drained.

          which would imply, right now and at this very moment, Jaime must be arrested. ‘ who’re you askin’ for? ‘ an attempt to buy time? yes, yes it is and not even a smooth one, for it is written all over his figure — the suddenly clenched jaw, the tense shoulders, the fleeting gaze that seeks everywhere and everything but the older man’s own beautiful greens. though it is not a difficult question per se, nor is it a difficult answer if he just allows himself to be completely honest… and this is the problem. this is the beginning and the end of everything. if life has taught him anything thus far —pretentious claim for one still objectively so young, even—, it is that being honest about deep, intricate sentiments towards another can only result in RUIN.

          ‘ if you’re askin’ for the kids — well, if y’ dunno by now that i’d murder for ‘em, then fuck you honestly. ‘ and the actual dangerous edge of it is that he does want to say it; he does want to give sincerity and nothing else. which is, precisely, why Jaime must be arrested; how dare he present this at such dire timing? is it on purpose, as it is? Jon’s gift for cunning and manipulation regarding his interests is well know… but this, this is a different level. this is one he’s got no defense against, much as he doesn’t anymore for the other’s presence in his life. and in his heart. ‘ but if you’re askin’ for yourself… ‘

          point of no return reached; reached, trespassed, tossed over his shoulder to be made to matter again only come morning and come the killer hangover. with any luck, he won’t remember an ounce of it. so he knocks down this final glass, as if encouragement still lacks at this point when his veins have turned from blood to strong liquor, and puts it back atop the wooden surface slightly too harshly — not breaking it only by random miracle. and what ironic metaphor it would have been, to have SHARDS stuck in his hand much as he still does in his heart. 

          ‘ then you’re even more bloody stupid, n’ offense. ‘cause y’ can’t see y’ got me wrapped ‘round your finger? yeah, an’ now you’re gonna tell me i fuck up so much it’s hard t’ tell. an’, yeah, you’re right. i do. it’s what y’ signed up for, so if you don’t have the receipt then you can’t return me anymore. an’ you’re stuck with me lovin’ you in my fucked up way, showin’ how much i care only by doing stupid shit over an’ over again. so y’ get t’ decide now, i guess? if it’s worth it. if i’m worth it. ‘

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𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞  𝐭𝐞𝐚  𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞.  {{ buzzfeed quiz }}

MODERN VERSE

Hibiscus Tea: you’re a *lot*. but that’s not a bad thing! you’re unafraid to take up space and make your voice heard. you love being the center of attention and are willing to cause a scene to swivel the spotlight toward you. you’ve got a sharp tongue (you’ve probably been called sassy at least once in your life) and you can use that for good or evil. your tartness might not be for everyone, but those who get you love your larger-than-life presence.

tagged by : the beautiful, awesomest™ @fiercerebekah

tagging: @arcusignis & @zcldrizes & @valyrianflame & @kingwholost & @wolfqueennamedstark & @kolhearted & @ravkralj & @tyrion & @tyrxshisword & @rhaegxr & @ofthewhitehands & @helenaiism & @agirlofwinterfell & @strengthanddevotion & @songtouch & @timeripe & @sunflecked & @satincrow & @boltxnbastard & @twiicetheheart & @murroyilodel & @killypool & @ask-alicelockwood & @wolveshonor & @hrodohaide & @epheemere & @polyphoniie & @allthosevoices & @deltiitnu + everyone else who wants to!