#alyssa || threads

[vividaway]

cats camouflaging themselves

[astralfms]

@sunshinesfm ⟶ lick the spoon

"i hope you're not trying to lure me into selling your apartment by buying me ice cream," he jokes, spoon stabbing into his double scoop cup of rocky road. "because it's gonna take more than this. c'mon lyss, you can't think i'd let you move away and leave me all alone here ?"

[moondustlings]

continued from here | @muse-legion

for a moment, all she could do was gawk at him. the person on the other side of the door was definitely not a stranger, but one of her dad's oldest friends. and he had called her luna rae. "is this some sort of joke?" she looked left then right then left again before she put her hand on his very broad chest and pushed with enough pressure to get the older man to walk backwards into the room so she could shut the door behind them. "did someone put you up to this? did … oh god, does my dad know what i do?" her cheeks flushed at the thought but she quickly shook her head to regain some composure. taking a deep breath, she thought about the situation before her. while it had crossed her mind, she didn't think this was some sort of retaliation plot by, well, anyone she knew. the man had dropped quite the hefty sum of money, which could only mean one thing. "did you really just pay all that money to meet me?" her brow rose incredulously. "and how long have you been watching my videos?"

[steelfyre]

closed starter ›› alyssa tyrell , @disrcpairs

shyness  colored  her  every  action  and word whenever the rose was near, a touch of anxiety steadily growing as distance felt an ever present wall between them. she still approached with a smile. the snow didn't make hope wilt.  ❝  i heard the frozen lake is very beautiful. would you like to go ice skating? ❞   her own skates, worn from use but still functional, were in the bag slung over her shoulders.

[auraeted]

𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚂        :        closed,       capping   at   3   muses - 3/3 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴       +        𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽       :     first   day   of   the   feast,        viserys'   bedchambers.

the   stark   girl   had   not   been   the   only   member   of   her   family   to   express   her   disapproval   of   her   father   accepting   the   invitation   to   dragonstone,    no   matter   how   incriminating   it   may   have   looked   if   they   had   chosen   to   ignore   it.    for   all   they   knew,    the   death   of   the   dragon   could’ve   been   nothing   more   than   a   ploy   to   remove   her   family   from   the   north    ——    traveling   right   to   their   own   deaths,    but   her   father   had   simply   refused   to   assume   the   worst.   naturally,    alyssa   had   separated   from   the   rest   of   her   family   in   favor   of   exploring   the   castle,    only   to   find   herself   walking   into   the   late   dragon’s   bedchambers.    a   curious   brow   raised   at   the   person   she   would   see   to   be   standing   there   as   well.        “       should   you   be   here   right   now    ?       ”       tone   accusatory,    and   she   took   a   step   closer.        “       i   suppose   i   have   no   room   to   speak,    but   gods,    this   castle   is   a   maze.       ”     

[crimsonsbled]

a  moment  of  solace  ,  a  moment  of  quiet  ,  that  was  what  alysane  needed  amidst  the  endless  dancing  and  revelry  of  highgarden's  great  hall  .  her  facade  was  beginning  to  crack,  the  weight  of  the  evening  pressing  down  on  her  .  she  needed  to  breathe  ,  but  the  suffocating  tightness  of  her  dress  made  it  feel  as  though  even  that  simple  act  was  slipping  beyond  her  grasp.  on  the  balcony  ,  alysane  found  solitude  on  a  bench  that  overlooked  the  mander  .  "  i  could  use  company  ,  "  a  ghost  of  a  smile  on  her  lips  as  the  moon  lightly  illuminated  features  .  "  —  that  is  if  you  will  have  mine  .  "  she  continued  as  she  scooted  slightly  to  make  space  for  alyssa  .

closed   starter    —    for   alyssa  tyrell.  ( @disrcpairs )

[sunshinesfm]

where: the salty sailor bar.

for: emma cicciaro.

dynamic: emma and alyssa.

𓍼⋆⊹ 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 : @amadouers

" okay, so. you're totally sure that i didn't end up making a fool of myself at that party, right? i feel like maybe i had too many drinks and i did something crazy. did i? " she looked at emma and tried to recall each and every event from the party. " oh gosh ... i hope not. could you imagine? "

[wcrfcres]

CLOSED STARTER ✦ alyssa tyrell ( @disrcpairs )

the maesters took a while to deem him rid of injuries . such is what happens , perhaps , when the stubborn lord commander insisted to return to his duties while still recuperating . these days , he can continue walking a good amount of distance without feeling an ache somewhere in his body . and now , a wave of nostalgia approaches him as he does his routinary rounds , and a familiar noble woman only a few steps shy from him , ❝ lady tyrell , i am pleased to make your acquaintance . your home is still as beautiful as i remember . ❞ fond images rush , a tumultuous river of memories as he stands before her , no longer a bastard knight of the stormlands but a man with a name and a title . ❝ have you been well ? ❞

[writingsofwesteros]

A thought:

Alyssa being Rhaenyra’s first born child and a marriage between her and Baelon (aegon’s twin brother still)

NO DANCE OF DRAGONS

HAPPY ENDING...

[betterbooksandthings]

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[moonglowmagic]

Who: @briarreed Where: The Bar Crawl

Alyssa had just finished up the costume contest when she decided to look for her youngest who had been absent from the contest. While Alyssa normally didn’t care about the trivial contests it was rather disheartening when her youngest couldn’t be bothered to show up for the contest she was hosting. After some quick asking around she found out from her minions that Briar was in the middle of the bar crawl. Snarling up her nose as she made her way there and found her youngest just as they’d said. “Briar.” She greeted with a forced smile on her face. “We missed you at the costume contest, but I see you’re rather busy.” She remarked before taking a seat across from her youngest. “I’m sure being here is important thought, right? Clearly you must be networking because what other good reason would you have to miss your mother’s contest?”

[bcbliophile]

@rrhaena​ Rhaena & Alyssa 

“My beautiful, headstrong daughter-- to what do I owe this pleasure?” Alyssa greeted her child with a kiss to the forehead, cupping her cheeks so she could take a good look at her. She looked well enough, she wasn’t bleeding and didn’t seem to be covered in anyone else’s blood. knowing her children that was all she could ask for some days. The blonde woman was pleased to see Rhaena, regardless of her reason for the visit.  “Come take lunch with me?” She offered, already tugging the girl towards the castle without waiting for a reply. 

[astralfms]

sms ✉️ alyssa lockhart ( @sunshinesfm )

celeste: hey

celeste: is this still your number?

celeste [unsent]: fuck i hope not lol

[serinxo]

closed starter: alyssa lockhart !! (@sunshinesfm)

location: palmview fashion house

serin stands in front of the expansive mirror, adjusting the collar of a luxurious coat she's been designing. the space is bathed in soft light from the high windows, the scent of fresh fabrics and faint perfume hanging in the air. the hum of activity fills the room as designers, seamstresses, and stylists work with the energy of a well-oiled machine. she takes a step back to admire her work, but then her gaze flickers to the door as alyssa lockhart walks in. her eyes narrow slightly, calculating. alyssa has been making waves at palmview fashion house ever since she joined, her designs fresh and bold, something serin can’t help but notice. there's no doubt alyssa has an eye for style, but serin is always watching for the smallest of cracks in the armor. she crosses her arms, her heels clicking softly as she walks toward alyssa, her gaze sharp but playful. "i see you’re still at it," she remarks, voice cool but with an edge of curiosity, a subtle compliment hidden beneath her words. "can’t say i’m surprised, though. you have a way of making the rest of us look like we're slacking." her smirk is ever-present, but there’s a flicker of challenge in her tone. taking a moment, she inspects alyssa’s outfit, noting the sharpness of the cut and the fabric choices — it’s evident the woman knows what she's doing. "how’s the new collection coming along?" she asks, tilting her head slightly, letting the words hang in the air as if there's more she’s not saying. her eyes linger on alyssa, waiting for the response, but always with that calculating look that never fully lets her guard down.

[steelfyre]

closed starter ›› alyssa tyrell , @disrcpairs

avoidance  could've  been achieved  with  ease, dancing and playing host easy excuses despite them all being in the great hall, but trystane slowly walked over to his half-sister nonetheless. approach wasn't made empty-handed. the plate in his hand held a pastry they remembered alyssa reaching for in the past. an attempt at a peace offering, an olive branch, neither - he himself was unsure.  ❝ there were only a few of these pastries left. i didn't want you to miss out - if you haven't had one yet. ❞

[auraeted]

𝙵𝙴𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶        :        cregan   stark     ╱     @disfunctie .  𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴       +        𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽       :     third   day   of   the   feast,        hallway   within   dragonstone.

“    a   firmer   grasp   on   the   hilt   may   prove   to   be   more   helpful   in   gouging   your   eyes   out,    brother.       ”       the   tease   had   been   accompanied   by   features   pulling   up   into   a   slight   smirk,    as   alyssa   had   been   graced   with   the   sight   of   cregan   twirling   his   trusted   blade   within   his   hand.    taking   a   seat   beside   him   upon   the   bench,    she   finally   allowed   tense   shoulders   to   fall    —    the   strain   of   being   forced   to   utter   such   pleasantries   to   people   who   did   not   deserve   them   in   the   slightest,    finally   catching   up   to   her.        “       it   feels   as   if   we’re   here   to   be   toyed   with.    father   only   cares   about   keeping   the   peace    …    i   wonder   how   peaceful   we’ll   all   be   without   our   heads,    or   turned   to   ash   from   dragonfire.       ”       humming   softly,    shoulders   would   rise   and   fall   in   a   soft   shrug.        “       which   would   be   the   more   unfavorable   way   to   go   ?       ”