It is with the keen eye of an archer that alysanne considers
it is with the keen eye of an archer that alysanne considers him, the subtle arch of her brow, depths upon depths hidden within the warm brown of her eyes. but it is the girl who grew up surrounded by brothers that threatens to tease him, the curling corners of her mouth as she shifts her chin, sending spirals of black curls over her shoulder.
“ mostly good things. ” a pretty white lie from sharp white teeth, none had ever so much as whispered anything that wasn't complimentary of him in any circle around her, before aly finds herself shaking off the rust and disuse of her own courtesies, offering lord stark as ladylike a curtsy as one could manage in a pair of leather breeches. “ this far south, they'll blow hot air at anything, won't they? ” flexing her fingers, the itch of war still lingers in her hands – but there's a comfort to be found now, she supposes, if not in the quiet of it all, then in the man that stands before her; steady as they come, none had ever thought to question cregan stark, and when her little nephew – gods, could she even call benji that, now? – had politely suggested a marriage to him . . .
a laugh tumbles forth from her lips, before aly offers him her gloved hand, palm up. “ the arrangements? or you? ”
@petitmortes ❅ ❝ It's good, to finally put a face to the name I heard spoken so often. ❞ / alysanne & cregan
𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝑭𝑶𝑹 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑭𝑰𝑹𝑺𝑻 𝑻𝑰𝑴𝑬 , 𝑯𝑬 𝑳𝑨𝒀𝑺 𝑬𝒀𝑬𝑺 𝑼𝑷𝑶𝑵 𝑪𝑼𝑹𝑳𝑺 𝑶𝑭 𝑫𝑨𝑹𝑲 𝑯𝑨𝑰𝑹. towering down her back like a storm. it's hardly the gentleman of him to admit how fervently he had agreed to the arrangement of marriage between them. especially not after such a brilliant first impression , looks even aside.
a gentle smile makes its way onto foreign lips. ❝ good things , i hope. ❞ some even and open way into the greeting. cregan bows his head in respect. the tight formalities of the capitol evade him. he does not make any effort , large or small , to catch up to them. his existence on this plane is nothing short of EPHEMERAL , he must tell himself. ❝ i have heard your praise , my lady. even here in the south. ❞ a reach at some northern sort of connection. a desire for someone to feel so misfit as he should feel in the capitol of his plane.
❝ i hope the arrangements are to your liking. ❞ a stifling swallow of bile. he's never grown used to these sort of things. still so far drained in his youth and yet stiff in all that the north has laid upon his skin. he feels some statue in the capitol : the sun warms its subjects too freely here.
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there was nothing more terrifying than the sound of dragon wings on the wind. of that sansa had become certain. she had not wanted this position, had not wanted to be the one left behind in the wake of a war that was not hers, nor cregan's, to fight. but duty had called the way it so often did for men, and stark - bound honor meant the lord of the castle had gone to do his part – left behind in his stead the only family who had not turned her back . . . or died. it had meant that when the wind had howled with something more than winter, it was no man who crossed the threshold into the courtyard to meet aemond targaryen, but sansa in her quiet rage.
sansa who had sent her cousin's son into the crypts with the maester and the master - at - arms, and every maid they'd been able to find. had insisted she would do this alone. whatever it was that he wanted, she would handle – and none else would suffer for it.
but as he speaks, she cannot get a hold on him. cannot track the train of thought, cannot understand what it is he's asking for in between the pretty words and complimentary syllables. she knows it is something, to hear a man of his infamy speak of forging something stronger than oaths and service – it is always something.
“ forgive me, prince aemond, i fear i don't . . . quite follow what it is you are asking of me. ” her gloved hands interlace together in front of her, a careful flicker of grey - blue eyes across his features, studying the careful twitch of muscles, each consideration even as his voice softens. “ if you have not come here to kill me, or my kin, then perhaps the northern air has done you well in the fraction of time you have drawn breath within it. ”
red curls billow in the wind, cold encompassing the courtyard, but sansa dares not to allow herself even so much as a hint of a tremble now. not when she must be the voice of those who needed her. nor would she dare allow him inside the walls of winterfell proper, not without a better promise of his intentions. “ your dragon will not like it here. ” she says softly, boots shifting upon the stone path. “ even visenya did not fly so far north with her. i cannot decide whether that makes you courageous or full of folly. " or both. those words go unspoken, though the implication remains as sansa shifts her gaze from aemond to beyond the walls of the courtyard, beyond to where she fears for the worst in seeing large wings of a dragon come to life again.
“ speak plainly of your wishes, and i will allow you both warmth for the evening. else i am just as keen to stand here with you all night, it will not be i who freezes first. ”
@sickfcks said: an abrupt , heated kiss during the middle of a fight. cora and jay if you dare. (i do in fact dare)
she doesn't remember what originally started their argument, an oversight on her account – perceived touchiness on his. cora always had a tendency to pluck at nerves without meaning to, especially when it came to him. whatever had started it, had left cora's mind now – had no longer plagued her, despite the fact that jay had still seen fit to argue with her. was still unleashing his own fury from behind the kitchen counter, hands moving with each syllable . . . but she'd long since stopped hearing. stopped listening, her gaze focused instead on his mouth, on the way it moved – on the way his tongue would occasionally glide across his bottom lip.
she lets him continue for a minute, or two, before boredom strikes a little deeper and she no longer wants to just watch his mouth. careful steps around the kitchen counters, creeping closer despite the fact that his body language screams for her to keep her distance – until cora's curling her smaller frame in between his arms and wrapping a hand around his jaw to pull his mouth down to hers.
“ you can stop now. ” she mumbles, lips mere centimeters away from his, dark brown eyes flickering up to his for a moment before she crashes their mouths together.
@devilslvl said : "you are spending WAY too much time with that guy." to liv.
it takes a certain level of patience, to not immediately find herself annoyed at the accusation that rests in between his words. a level of patience liv has crafted, if not altogether perfected over the past couple of years in dealing with the man that was maxwell jacob friedman. rules for thee but not for me hadn't always been a sticking point, but as of late . . . some things were apparently better left unmentioned.
liv takes another sip of her coffee, allowing warmth to wash down a tired throat, warming vocal chords as she clears the cobwebs from herself and casts her gaze up at him. “ it's just work, max. ” an easy shrug of her shoulders, something out of her control, something liv couldn't exactly change. and maybe, just maybe, there was a part of her that didn't want to. how many times had she begged him to stop talking to other girls? to stop flirting with women on television only to find herself embarrassed once more when he had his face in someone else's breasts. revenge was a dish best served cold.
“ don't tell me you're jealous. ” she says with a laugh, dismissive as she sets her mug down on the counter and leans closer to him, an almost teasing curl of her lips. “ big, bad, mjf . . . jealous of little daddy dom? surely not. "
𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐑 & 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐄 *
Assorted memes of a suggestive and sexual nature, intended for the spicier type of interactions. Be mindful of your partners' boundaries! Change pronouns / etc. as needed, and feel free to combine the sentence prompts with the action and / or location prompts when sending if you want.
tw: strong sexual content , minors DO NOT interact with this meme at all!
𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒
❝ I just want to look at you like this for a moment. ❞
❝ Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for this? ❞
❝ Your heart is beating so fast. ❞
❝ Be gentle with me. Please. ❞
❝ I’ve never done this before. ❞
❝ I want to learn. Teach me. ❞
❝ Show me how to please you. ❞
❝ I want to give you everything tonight. ❞
❝ That feels so good ─ ❞
❝ Don’t stop ─ ❞
❝ You won’t break me. I promise. ❞
❝ I want your hands on me. ❞
❝ Make love to me. ❞
❝ I need you, your lips on my skin. I need you deep inside me. ❞
❝ Can’t you see what you do to me? ❞
❝ I don’t want to repeat my innocence. I want the pleasure of losing it again. ❞
❝ There is no taste sweeter than yours. ❞
❝ Look at you, what a mess you are. ❞
❝ You’re doing so good for me. Keep going. ❞
❝ I’ll taste every part of you before the night has ended. ❞
❝ No one else can make me feel this way. ❞
❝ I am already yours. Now I want you to lay your claim. ❞
❝ Your body sings to me. ❞
❝ I know you’re close. Just let it go now. Give in to it. ❞
❝ I want to feel you come undone. ❞
❝ Shh. Quiet love. They’re going to hear you. ❞
❝ I want to feel your fire, even if it burns me. ❞
❝ You take me so well. ❞
❝ You look so beautiful like this. ❞
❝ I never knew I could feel this good. ❞
𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄 & 𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘
❝ God whispers to us in our pleasures. ❞
❝ I’m going to fuck you until your legs shake. ❞
❝ Take me. I can’t bear this anymore, just take me. ❞
❝ You’re dripping already. ❞
❝ Good girl, take it all. ❞
❝ I’m going to fill you over and over again. ❞
❝ Harder, god, harder ─ ❞
❝ Did I say you could stop? ❞
❝ Show me how much you want it. ❞
❝ Give me your mouth. ❞
❝ Spread yourself for me. ❞
❝ I’m going to leave you aching in the morning. And then I’m going to take you again. ❞
❝ Louder. Don’t hold back on me. Let me hear your pleasure. ❞
❝ I want to hear my name on your lips and make you come. ❞
❝ Don’t come until I tell you to. ❞
❝ If you wanted soft and gentle, you’ve come to the wrong person. ❞
❝ I don’t want soft. I want to ache for you when you’re done. ❞
❝ I like the marks. They stay with me even when you must leave. ❞
❝ Use me. Fuck me. Do whatever you want, but god, please touch me. ❞
❝ They’ll all know your mine when they hear you screaming my name. ❞
❝ You need relief. I can give you that. ❞
❝ You’re not leaving this bed until I’m done with you. ❞
❝ I want to spend every night buried inside of you, pleasing you, fucking you. ❞
❝ I like it when you lose control, when I can feel how desperately you need me. ❞
❝ You’re my good girl, and my girl deserves the best of me. ❞
❝ Such a good boy, always eager to please. ❞
❝ You look like an angel; it’s only right that I fuck you until you see heaven. ❞
❝ Your body is my place of worship, and it’s time for me to say my prayers. ❞
❝ This is my favorite seat. ❞
❝ Watch me ride you. ❞
𝐀 𝐁𝐈𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓 & 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘
❝ Does he fuck you like this? ❞
❝ We shouldn’t be doing this. ❞
❝ I missed you beyond words. Every night I dreamt of you, of what it would be like to hold you again, and I’ll be damned if I let the chance slip through my fingers when you’re right here. ❞
❝ Why can’t I keep myself away from you? ❞
❝ This could be our last night together. I’m going to make it count. ❞
❝ Don’t bring emotions into this. This has always been about pleasure, nothing else. ❞
❝ We fuck. It doesn’t need to be more complicated than that. ❞
❝ I have no right to touch you, so why do you ask it of me when I know I am unworthy? ❞
❝ You should be mine. I don’t care what they say, you are mine. ❞
❝ You dare have the audacity to pretend like you’re not mine in front of them? We both know the truth; even now look how your body reacts to me. ❞
❝ Do you honestly think I could possibly want anyone else when this is what you do to me? ❞
❝ You’re mine. Only mine. ❞
❝ I want them to hear us. I want them to know you belong to me. ❞
❝ Claim me. Have me in a way that anyone who looks at me will see your passion written upon my skin. ❞
❝ You’re not mine. You could never be mine. Yet I want you anyway. I want you so badly that it burns me inside. ❞
❝ You’ve ruined me for all others. ❞
❝ I can’t stop myself from wanting you, no matter how much we both know we shouldn’t do this. ❞
❝ I don’t care if they see. Part of me wants them to. ❞
❝ You’re not good for me. So how can you make me feel something no one else can? ❞
❝ This is the last time, then never again. This has to stop. ❞
𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒
one muse gives the other oral
one muse rides the other
one muse grinds on the other
one muse takes the other from the front
one muse takes the other from behind
one muse takes the other anally
one muse holds the other down during rough sex
one muse pleasures the other with their hand
one muse sits on the other’s face
one muse controls the other’s movements by grabbing their hips
one muse ties up the other
one muse uses a toy on the other
our muses engage in edging or orgasm denial
one muse makes the other have multiple orgasms
our muses engage in sensory play (blindfolds, ice, etc.)
one muse shows the other a new position
one muse touches the other on the outside of their clothes
one muse dresses up to seduce the other
one muse undresses the other
one muse strips for the other
one muse (or both) pleasures themself for the other’s view
one muse leaves marks on the other
one muse watches the other have sex with a third party
our muses are being watched by a third party
our muses have a threesome
𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒
in a bed
on the floor
on a couch or chair
in a bath, shower, or pool
in a semi-public place
against a wall
on a table or counter
in the kitchen
outdoors
in a tent
on a rug in front of a fireplace
in a sacred place
in a stairwell
in a ruined building / castle
in a garden
by the ocean
in an inn / hotel
while traveling
in an office or conference room
in a dream
abt to have some lunch, drink a doccy pep, and watch the netflix adaptation of uglies — and probably set some more thing up in my queue <3
𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒 —- can they ... ... Marry like other girls? Have Children? Be Happy As They Are? ... 𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍?
* 𝐑𝐎𝐙𝐍𝐑𝐎𝐓 is an independent original character blog for abra aimes, artificial angel, astral projector and lovecraftian horror. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞 * setting your wings on fire so you may fly, pretending not to love your mother, & looking for god in your own bedroom. carrd.
* ― ﴾ 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. “
be honest would u guys hate me if i recast helaena
to add more hotd / asoiaf characters or to not add more hotd / asoiaf characters
heppy wednesday from ur local sleepy vet med nurse
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