#starkinhisveins

[wolveshonor]

@starkinhisveins​ continued from here [x]

Robb could hear that damn song coming through the headphones--Nickelback, it was always Nickelback--and he couldn’t say why it made him want to shove the headphones off his brother’s head and snap them in half, but snapping everything in half had seemed like a good idea lately. Jon was only the latest to get caught up in his random of line fire. He hadn’t talked to Sansa in days, knew that that hurt her more than he’d like to admit, and he could often hear her come to his door, about to knock and slide into bed with him as she always did after a nightmare, but at the last second, she’d turn away, and Robb was glad for it. He did not want to see anyone, had been angry at everyone for seemingly no reason--except perhaps Rickon, who no one could be mad at. And Jon was easier to be angry with, Jon who had done nothing wrong, who had always had his back, who was taking care of them now when he shouldn’t have to, Jon who Robb could trust to still be there when this all blew over. 

He dropped down onto the couch beside his brother and grumpily picked up his phone, flipping through his music library to try and find something--anything--but Nicelback. “I’m sure Theon is out there somewhere kissing someone’s ass as we speak,” he mumbled. He didn’t want to talk about him either. “Why do you never listen to anything good? I’ve made you so many playlists better than this shit.” 

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(The-krakens-flayed-wolf) ♣+ Sansa's thoughts on Alana training with Jon to use weapons

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It is not the first disagreement she and @starkinhisveins Jon have had when it comes to Alana. But it is in fact the most vocal. So much so that it leaves them each retreating to their separate corners, frustrated and angry. Jon is stubborn as a mule–though Sansa has her own stubborn streak and it is not until days later when they finally come together able to discuss things as the rational adults they are. He asks for her trust, assures her he has their daughter’s best interest at heart–emphasizing that Alana is both his and hers despite her parentage since in her anger Sansa might have lashed out and thrown the fact that Alana is hers in his face. She regretted the words the moment they left her lips. But at times the fear within her grew strong and even after all this time she is not quite sure how to deal with it. 

But she does as he asks because she does trust Jon. There is no person she trusts more. It is not until the first time she see’s them together that she understands. Alana is clumsy with a sword and unpracticed at fighting just as Arya had been when they were young. She angers too quickly and while Jon does not put his full strength into the fight, he does not let her off easy. He deflects every blow, anticipates her movements and each time Sansa see’s the rage bubble up within their daughter she watches as Jon address the anger. Show’s Alana that when one fights with rage they make mistakes–then grow clumsy–they lose. He does not just teach her to wield a weapon nor does he just teach her the proper way to hit a man. No, what Jon is teaching their daughter is much more important. In this yard where the clap of wood against wood can be heard both night and day, he teaches Alana Control. Control of her weapon, control of her body and control of her mind.

Each day a new lesson and each day Sansa watches, fear in her gut. But as she watches them, as days turn to weeks and weeks to months, she see’s the change in Alana. The difference in how she self-corrects when her temper gets the best of her. The way she has learned to control the outbursts and childish rage. Instead she uses it, guides it into purposeful maneuvers and strikes that make contact. And at this—the fear in Sansa’s heart eases. With this one act that she was so against, Jon has managed to quell her biggest fears for Alana. He has given her something that will guide her as she grows, something that will shape the person she will become and there is no part of Sansa that does not love him for this. And so, their lessons now are no longer a point of stress with the Lady of Winterfell. They are instead some of the brightest moments of her day. She watches them with a heart no longer burdened by thoughts of darkness and instead lit with the lightness of gratitude and love.

[ofnvrthxrnblood-blog]

“I want to wake up next to you, everyday for the rest of my life.” (FOR KING!JON)

a really long, but categorized, ask meme ||  @starkinhisveins

Not accepting

▌❄️ ▌His breath hitched in his throat, heart pounding rapidly against his chest as the Lord Commander surprised him over with such words. It reminds the King in the North that LOVE still existed. ( even if it’s wicked, it’s still purer than ANYTHING else in this godforsaken world ) The White Wolf doesn’t DARE hesitate to cup Jon’s chin in his hand, tilting his head slightly upwards, smoky coloured irises dance across the Lord Commanders features. They could stay like this forever. The White Wolf just staring at the Crow ( This boy was stunning, it left the KING breathless. He’s seen beauty… but never like this. Nothing like this. ) ❝ My sweet, sweet boy. ❞ He cooed lovingly, a grin lazily curving against his own pair of twin flesh.  ❝ Winterfell wouldn’t be home… without you, my sweet boy. You are the reason light shines above us, with your appearance, your heart… your warmth…. there is a reason I NOW believe in fairy-tales such as love. ( they thought such things were only for ladies to swoon over. Yet, here I am… swooning at the thought of being in love. Living a tale. ) … As your king, I ask you to stay by my side. For the rest of our lives. I promise no one will EVER treat you like an outcast ever again.  ❞ THE WHITE WOLF hands glide down to intertwined their fingers together. ( admiring the way they perfectly fitted together. made for each other — it felt natural. Like home. ) The King brings the young crows hands up to his lips, his thumb quickly brushing over bruised knuckles, before gently laying a kiss upon ivory flesh. ( one kiss, two kisses— three & more. – he can’t get enough. )  ❝ You are my home, Jon. I need you. ❞

[lowestxofthexlow]

@starkinhisveins

Jon’s grey eyes flashed in revulsion as he turned from the flickering flames to cast a wary glare at the lowlife seated across from him ( how had he managed to land on night duty with this ruffian? ) Owyn’s cocksure attitude and lack of HONOR had been a source of rift between them since they’d met— the other man’s former life as a rapist, thief, and criminal famously known— and yet Jon found he could not allow that statement go unchallenged.

“Is that what being a Brother of the Night’s Watch means to you? We promised to be the watchers on the wall, the SHIELDS that guard the realms of men.” His leather-clad hand traveled to his longsword—–fingers closing around the head of the pommel. “We’re meant to FIGHT; not cower from our enemies like cravens.”

The way this boy seemed to ignore the most obvious truths did not annoy Owyn as much as it used to by this point in time. Man had seen his share of naive lads in this life, & one more was hardly something he wouldn’t be able to handle. Still, it proved to him another truth once again — all bastards had some things in common. If it wasn't for Hary possessing the same, equally entitled & foolish attitude, who knows? maybe he wouldn’t be here right now, traveling with his grouchy, yet familiar, &, in a way, reliable companion instead. Owyn would be lying if he claimed, that part of him didn’t wish that was true.

“Aye, we are — and d’ya know what that means, lord Snow?..” A gloating smirk found it’s way on his features, where it belonged & looked more natural than any other kind of expression. “It means that if we’ll die there up North, have some fucking wildling gut us with his spear, or just freeze to death — you know what they’ll be sayin there, the other side of the  Wall?” His eyes turned to where the night’s darkness was thick & cold, torch unable to shine through it. “ ‘So fucking what?’ they’ll say. ‘That was their bloody duty. Who the fuck even cares? Those were just some dregs and bastards. To hell with ‘hem then, ey?’..”

“You can chill the fuck down, lord Snow.” Owyn’s eyes flcikered, reflecting the fire, as he turned back to look at Jon. “Your lordling’s life is the past now. This ain’t bringin ya any glory, or honor, or even any bloody thanks.” Last word was followed with a spit, that froze, before even hitting the frozen surface of the Wall. “So try n’ think again, what’s better — die like a fool, or cower, and stay alive.”

[wolveshonor]

@starkinhisveins replied to your post

god im so glad i joined the army. no bro should have to deal w/ this

Do you have any extra guns, Bro? I need to kill my best friend. 

[krakens-flayed-wolf-blog]

When you intend to make @ofgcldenroses @yngwolfrobb @starkinhisveins @motherstarkling sad with a 2am headcanon/realization, but you only make yourself that much more sad.

[dariadaenerys]

                     WOAH HOW DID THIS HAPPEN???

300 followers is alot of you people. When will you notice that I am a piece of garbage that still needs to be put out for the trash men?? Last milestone I had I wrote a nice thing out for a bunch of people I love, but that is too many of you now! JUST KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU GUYS A BUNCH! SO IMMA JUST TAG YOU IN THE APPROPRIATE SPOT OKAY?

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THE ONES THAT LITERALLY GOT ME HERE

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[agirlingrey]

❛ ———— ALYS & JON. ❜  @starkinhisveins. ( aesthetic of our muses | selectively accepting. )

[wolveshonor]

@starkinhisveins replied to your post: “I think it’s not wet enough.”

OMFG. ROBBBBB WHY

@worshipsonlydeath replied to your post: “I think it’s not wet enough.”

OH MY GODS.

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[motherstarkling-blog]

Just answer the questions and tag some followers you’d like to get to know better. tagged by: @rooseundone

Name: Brittany  Nickname: Britt Britt, Blondie, momfriend, little lou Gender: female Sign: Libra Height: 5′6 Sexual orientation: straight Hogwarts house: Gryffindor Favorite color: blue Favorite animal: penguins Time right now: 6:36 p.m. Average hours of sleep: 6 Cat or dog person: Dog! ...but I have a cat Favorite fictional character from Harry Potter: Luna Number of blankets you sleep with: 2 Favorite singer or band: Jefferson Airplane Dream trip: Italy  Dream job: Author/ screenwriter. either would be cool When was this blog created?: a month ago Current number of followers: like 50 When did your blog reach its peak?: Idk yet, probably telling @yngwolfrobb to put @starkinhisveins back.  What made you decide to make a tumblr: My first one? I was bored in study hall and my bf showed me a couple funny things on here. This one, I just had a mighty need to play Catelyn because she doesn’t get enough love. 

tagging: @cerseilionesslannister @right-upoffmytiptoes @leomatrem @meleabra and whoever else wants to do this.

[wolveshonor]

@starkinhisveins replied to your post: “Damn it, the batteries are running out. 

well played bro you finally did something right

Thank you? But? I’ve never done anything wrong in my life?