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[myrc3lla-a]

Perhaps   it's   because   she   is   not   used   to   such   journeys,   so   much   time   at   sea.   The   long   way   he   had   said   and   he   didn't   lie.   At   least   there   was   that.   Part   of   it   could   also   be   the   natural   rivalry   that   had   ruled   between   the   Lannisters   and   the   Ironborn   ever   since   the   time   of   the   Dance   of   the   Dragons,   when   Lady   Joanna   defended   the   stronghold   from   ironborn.   Or   just   that   he   seeks   to   vex   her   constantly,   and   how   easy   it   seems   to   get   a   rise   from   her.   "I   don't   like   you,   Captain."   She   speaks   up,   despite   how   her   heart   beats   up   as   he   returns   her   gaze   and   she   finds   herself   weak   on   the   knees.  

"And   you   don't   like   me."   He   had   said   it   himself,   right?   That   she   was   a   prissy   highborn   princess   who   thought   herself   too   good   for   anyone.   He   is   always   so   close   to   her   and   she   doesn't   find   it   in   her   to   push   him   away   everytime   (   her   mother   would   claw   his   eyes   out   with   her   bare   hands   ).   Instead,   emerald   eyes   stare   with   intensity,   her   breath   caught   up   on   her   throat.   "Why   do   you   insist   on vexing   me   through   the   entire   journey?"   A   short   pause   as   the   young   lady   raises   her   chin   up,   in   an   act   of   defiance,   or   perhaps   to   prove   she   is   not   backing   down.   "Keep   this   through   the   days   and   I   will   start   to   think   you   enjoy   my   company."

@nxthero asked: our muses claim to hate each other but there is palpable tension between the two (harry) 100 INDULGENT TROPES .

[her0tale]

"I   don't   have   a   father.   Everyone   keeps   talking   about   him.   .   .as   if   he   is   some   sort   of   god."   But   he   is   not,   is   he   now?   David   knows   that.   Though   a   part   of   themselves   figures   that   maybe   he   is   a   God   among   men,   The   Shadow   King's   words   creeping   into   his   mind,   and   the   powers   they   have.   David   knows.   he   knows   too   much   at   times,   his   mind   overwhelming   him.

  Charles   Xavier   is   your   father,   he   built   a   school,   to   help   students,   to   help   children.   A   voice   calls   inside   his   mind,   and   he   laughs   out   loud   for   the   other   to   hear.   "They   tell   me   he   has   a   school.   Ironic,   considering   he   has   a   son   and   he   did   nothing   to   help   me."   Gave   us   up,   David.   Left   us   for   the   King's   taking.   Bitterness   spills   into   his   words.   "I   want   nothing   to   do   with   him." @nxthero ft. david.

[punishcrime]

arched   eyebrow   stares   at   the   woman   with   amusement.   it   seems   everytime   their   pass   cross,   they   have   this   conversation,   the   push   and   pull.   "if   you   don't   plan   on   giving   it   back   to   the   original   owner,   then   yes."   lips   threaten   to   turn   into   a   smirk,   hands   on   the   pockets   of   his   suit   as   he   walks   closer.   "if   it   looks   like   a   thief   and   acts   like   a   thief.   .   ."

@nxthero asked: “Is it stealing if you steal from another thief?“ (from sel <3) Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice {Sentence Starters}

[myrc3lla-a]

"I   never   figure   you   Ironborns   one   to   follow   the   rules,   foolish   or   not."   She   is   different,   a   Lannister   and   a   Baratheon   and   a   princess   at   that,   rules   is   how   she   sees   the   world;   show   Myrcella   the   chessboard   and   she   will   perfectly   place   everyone   where   it   would   be   most   beneficial   for   all   of   them.   Even   Harry.   Once   her   mother   had   been   gone   and   out   of   the   picture,   she   had   hoped,   prayed,   that   he   would   come   for   her.   Perhaps,   with   the   knowledge   of   House   Greyjoy   slowly   dying   down   and   needing   new   numbers,   Asha   would   let   Myrcella   bring   forth   Harry   as   a   candidate   of   a   new   lord.   Most   beneficial   sure,   and   in   her   heart,   it   would   suit   her   best.   Let   the   ironborn   be   close   the   iron   throne   and   Harry   close   to   her   heart.  

He   had   stolen   it   a   year   ago   and   never   dare   to   return   it,   the   scoundrel.   The   princess   looks   over   ,a   smile   on   her   lips   at   his   jest.   "I   been   known   to   be   capable   of   swaying   dishonorable   men.   That's   the   real   danger   of   us   princesses,   you   know."   Her   power   lays   in   her   mind,   despite   what   her   mother   could   tell   her   a   long   ago.   Though,   of   course,   her   beauty   was   another   weapon   that   could   be   used   if   properly   done,   and   she   had   learned   from   the   best   in   the   realms.   "You   came   all   across   the   realm   to   see   me.   .   .I   guess   you   missed   me   more,   Captain."  

She   uses   his   title   with   an   easy   smile,   though   it   dies   briefly   at   the   touch   of   their   lips   and   is   finger   on   her   necklace   and   how   warm   she   suddenly   feels   despite   the   loose   fabric   of   her   summer   dress.   "Do   it   again   and   it   might."   She   breathes   against   his   lips   for   a   brief   moment,   eyes   looking   toward   the   door   before   she   let   her   hands   move   to   his   shoulders.   "You   have   five   minutes   before   someone   comes   looking   for   me.   Remind   me   of   how   it   used   to   be."   When   it   was   just   them   and   the   endless   sea   and   they   would   delay   the   inevitable   arrival   upon   land.

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ I DON'T FOLLOW THE RULES. THAT'S WHY I'M HERE NOW. ❞ Harry finds it best to walk the line between order and lawlessness, at least here, where people tend to care about those things. It's a different matter in the kingdoms with their kings and queens and laws and consequences. On the open sea, the only law is that of nature; the only rulers the gods that shake the waters and pass judgement with their winds and waves, and the ones who steer their ships against them. His kind court death with their very existence. ❝ There's a smart way to break the rules, and there is a foolish way. A year ago, it felt a lot smarter to stay away. Maybe it still is. Maybe I've just lost my senses. ❞

ㅤㅤㅤHe'd tried not to care. Surely she would have been eager to put the entire ordeal behind her, so why shouldn't he have done the same? That's what he'd believed, at least. A bitter little lie to convince himself to move on. It never worked. The more he thought it should have eased him, the angrier it made him. He could never have her. That alone was enough to drive him to the brink, but he at least had to know for certain if he'd imagined everything or if their time together was more to her than just a secret shame to keep from her family. If she'd rejected him tonight, he could have closure, but she doesn't, she lets him close and looks at him with the same glint in her eyes, and it all comes back to him as fresh as the first time.

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ That implies I'll become an honest man, ❞ he smirks, but gods, if that's what it takes, it's worth considering. The sea doesn't have the same call that it used to. He could never settle as some meek nobleman, no, no matter the titles or positions given to him. But the queen does need a better navy. Maybe she'll see the opportunity here. Myrcella speaks of madness and missing him and Harry heaves a heavy breath. She puts his hand over her chest, and he presses, grinning at the feel of her racing heart. ❝ Did you miss me that much, princess? ❞ There's a clear pride in his voice. It's good to know he still has the same effect on her. The hand at her chest slides upward, fingers looping through her necklace, bringing their lips together with a pull of the chain. ❝ Is this better ? ❞

[kaediisa]

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[queencvbra]

-ˏˋ 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐢'𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥 ˊˎ-

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[r1gers]

what's your role in a found family dynamic?

THE SILENT SUFFERER

you  love  your  friends,  but  the  truth  is,  you  go  through  most  of  the  real  things  alone.  it's  better  that  no  one  sees  you  like  this.  you'll  be  fine,  really,  because  you're  used  to  feeling  this  way.  it'll  pass.  it  always  does.  that's  what  you  believe,  anyway.  you're  more  likely  to  give  someone  advice  on  a  lesson  you've  learned  without  telling  them  how  you  learned  it.  you've  come  to  realize  that,  if  they're  coming  to  you  for  advice,  they'll  be  too  preoccupied  to  ask.  it  stings,  but  it's...  that's  just  the  way  feelings  work  sometimes.  when  you're  around  others,  most  of  these  problems  seem  to  vanish,  and  you're  better  able  to  love  the  person  you  are.  only  on  the  worst  days  do  you  continue  to  hear  that  insistent  whisper  that  it's,  "all  a  lie  because  they  don't  know  what's  *really*  going  on."  it's  not  a  lie.  you  are  loved.  those  moments  together  are  real.  there  are  times  when  you  can  afford  not  to  be  so  strong.

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[seidanguard]

Where does your power lie?

the legs

you are rooted. you know where you want to go. your strength is in your resolve, your determination. your power is running, dancing, resolute, trudging. your strength can weather storms and climb mountains. you cannot be moved unless you choose to, but if you so choose, you cannot be stopped.

Tagged by: @fallesto

Tagging: @theoneandonlyhellboy @chxxseyourfighter @therippingtides @bastardsunlight @3rmacs @nxthero and anybody else who wants to

[myrc3lla-a]

"the   princess   was   taken   from   her   safe   hold   as   she   parted   from   dorne   by   the   ironborn   bastard   son   of   euron   greyjoy.   meant   to   be   traded   for   coin   and   acceptance   of   a   father,   there   was   talks   that   the   princess   and   the   captain   spend   most   of   their   time   together   with   quick   banter   and   wits.   a   princess   of   the   realm,   myrcella   had   always   been   quit   of   wits   and   of   a   sharp   mind.   he   did   not   daunt   the   princess   for   she   grew   up   around   her   eldest   brother   but   she   found   that   he   did   vex   her   in   many   other   ways."

with @nxthero ft. harry.

[sopcreations]

Finn Balor icons for @HisRoyalKiller!

[myrc3lla-a]

She   would   advise   him   against   facing   the   wrath   of   her   mother,   perhaps,   hers   is   the   one   that   everyone   should   watch   out   for.   Without   her   grandsire   to   control   all   of   them,   it   seems   all   the   lions   were   out   of   the   cage,   each   doing   their   own   things.   She   bites   her   tongue   to   mention   that   her   uncle   would   be   coming   for   her   the   minute   he   hears   news   she   is   missing.   Most   men   would   fear   having   the   Kingslayer   on   their   tail,   gold   hand   or   not,   but   something   tells   her   to   keep   her   mouth   shut,   as   he   might   take   it   as   an   excuse   to   push   her   family   even   lower.   And   he   would   do   it   just   to   get   a   rise   out   of   her,   which   is   getting   more   easily   than   she   would   want   to   admit.  

"Prissy?"   There   it   is   again,   the   easy   rise   he   gets   out   of   her   with   his   name   calling   and   making   her   feel   as   if   she   is   smaller,   younger   than   she   is.   "Honor   among   thieves   and   all,   I   see.   Perhaps   not   all   hope   is   lost."   Myrcella   spats   back   instead,   the   smile   on   her   lips   the   likes   of   that   she   had   seen   on   her   mother   when   she   was   clearly   displeased.   "I'm   the   exception   that   proves   your   rule   then.   I   am   not   interested   in   being   held   in   any   way."   Treacherous   body   does   say   otherwise,   and   the   way   her   neck   feels   hot   all   over   by   the   proximity   even   if   she   is   thankful   that   he   is   releasing   his   grip.

  "I'll   settle   with   Captain.   If   I   see   reason   to   name   you   otherwise,   you   will   know,   I   can   assure   you."   Her   ladies   would   try   to   switch   places   with   her   surely,   but   he   already   had   seen   her   up   close   and   it   would   make   no   sense,   he   already   recognizes   her   beyond   how   similar   her   cousins   would   look   like   her.   The   shade   of   blonde   had   never   been   quite   right.   Eyes   look   elsewhere   as   he   once   more   invades   her   space,   breath   caught   on   her   throat   as   she   gathers   up   her   words.   "Can   you?"   She   returns   the   question   to   him,   a   challenge   perhaps.

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ OF COURSE SHE WON'T. I KNOW THAT. STUPIDER MEN THAN ME HAVE DIED TRUSTIN' CERSEI LANNISTER. ❞ Trusting any Lannister, truth be told, but of the entire bunch, it seems Cersei cares the least about honor. If she tries to stab him in the back, he'll see it coming. ❝ But I'll be halfway back to Pyke before she has the chance to turn on me. Or maybe I'll go to Pentos when I have my gold. I hear it's nice this time of year. ❞

ㅤㅤㅤThis family has a reputation surrounded by piles of bodies. Harry won't pretend that he can win any of them over, that he could hope to make allies of them, but he speaks the same language they do: gold and favors. That's the mistake all these other lords make. They treat the lions like they can be tamed. Kiss their asses and pretend like they're somehow equals. Harry is no one's equal. Not as long as his father keeps denying him what could be his birthright, if he would only acknowledge his son. ❝ Everyone wants gold. As least I'm not tradin' you to some Tyroshi slavers. I may not be some perfect, prissy highborn, but I do have certain lines I won't cross. ❞ He doesn't consider this a kidnapping, per se, more like a forcible escort back to her home, but he doubts she sees it that way. And as much enjoyment as he may find with their current predicament, he can't say it gives the best first impression. ( But it IS fun, getting under a proper lady's skin like this. )

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ I find that most ladies like to be held like this. Especially the ones who act like they're too good for a rogue to so much as look at, ❞ Harry shrugs with a wink. He keeps pushing her like this, he knows he's bound for another slap or two, and he doesn't think them undeserved. But they're worth enduring. ❝ I'm no lord, Your Grace. You can call me Captain, or Harry, or both. Though I imagine there are a number of other names you'd like to call me right now. ❞ It's the first time he addresses her the right way. His grip begins to slowly loosen, taking his time as he finally releases her. ( And braces himself for however she might react. ) ❝ Gather your ladies and your important things and cross to my ship. I'll leave a skeleton crew to man this one to fool the ambush waiting for you while we take the long way back to King's Landing. ❞ He trusts those men to get through this alive, but if not? He'll take the heads of their assailants soon enough. The ironborn may have let her go, but he takes the opportunity to lean in once more, close to her ear. ❝ Think you can tolerate me for that long ? ❞

[screenviolense-a]

@nxthero​ sent: " i’m already homesick enough. " (Azra + Gaius)

           ‘ and here i thought i was making it sound awful. ‘ they were from entirely different worlds, even if they both hailed from orzammar, but some things inevitably crossed over once he rambled enough about the things he missed from home. he still stood over the fire, drink in hand before he sat down across from her. ‘ you know, if it weren’t for this blight, we would have never met even after living all our lives in the same place. isn’t that funny? ‘

[queencvbra]

-ˏˋ 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐢'𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥 ˊˎ-

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[seidanguard]

How does the author kill you off?

Breaking Point

They've been through so much, the one you love. They have suffered, and endured, and gone through hell and back. Maybe they've come close to breaking, maybe they've danced on the edge of sanity. But you've always been there to pull them back before they go to far. Alas, blood stains their hands as they put pressure on your wounds, the life fading from your eyes. Even now, even in this moment, you offer them whatever comfort you can. You're so proud of them, you love them so much. You know that they can get through this. Nothing could ever convince you otherwise. And yet, as your heart stops, their world shatters. You were the only thing that they could not afford to lose, and now their only goal is vengeance. Once they achieve that? Chaos will do.

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Tagging: @doloresalbinsson @withinycu @viopolis

@dvoxah @nxthero

[myrc3lla-a]

what is your place in the royal court?

answer: the queen.

dignified in your regality, you are a beacon of reason... the true power behind the throne, you take heed of all, cautious in each move you make. some may call you callous in your calculation, but they do not know your heart.

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[erosoftitan]

❛ was that a serious question ? ❜ (Psylocke)

"Psylocke. I find your disbelief offensive. Are you insinuating that I've actually asked serious questions before?"