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OPEN POST (JANUARY 2013)
 1. give me a prompt (image, song, quote, poem, et cetera) and request a character in the subject line 2. i'll tag witchu 3. this is a no pressure funsies thing so i'll tag when i feel like it 4. this post is open to literally everyone idc if you know me or not 5. I CAN'T BE HELD RESPONSIBLE FOR MY DIRTY TAGS |
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" . . . The hardest part of any battle was just before,
waiting for the carnage to begin. "
that dumb stark kid
that you're gonna find really difficult to forgive
our mother has been absent ever since we founded rome
there's gonna be a party when the wolf comes home.
UP THE WOLVES - THE MOUNTAIN GOATS
we knocked the dresser over as we rolled across the floor
i don't mean it when i tell you i don't love you anymore
would you look at that, the way the ceiling starts to swerve
what will i do when i don't have you, when i finally get what i deserve?
THE OCEANOGRAPHER'S CHOICE - THE MOUNTAIN GOATS
cersei can come too
into a white and soundless place
now we see things as in a mirror dimly
then we shall see each other face to face
some things you do for money, some you do for fun
but the things you do for love are gonna come back for you one by one
LOVE LOVE LOVE - THE MOUNTAIN GOATS
heh
it was abrupt but i saw it first
i was in there when it happened
and i was hoping for so much worse
WHEN THE CRASH HAPPENED - TUB RING
theon for that one au
shoulder to shoulder now brother, we carry no arms
the blind man sleeps in the doorway, his home
if only i had a bigger enemy than my apathy i could have won
but you rip it from my hands and you swear it's all gone
and you rip out all i have just to say you've won
well now you've won.
I GAVE YOU ALL - MUMFORD & SONS
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elena!!
Amazing how the heart clutches at anything familiar, whimpering, Mine! Mine!
damon!!
I guess I just needed my brother.
klaus.
theon tho.
theon sentinel/guide au moving it over 'cause i want to
The responsibility that weighs on him the most -- is Theon Greyjoy.
They'd grown up together. Theon is as much his brother as Jon is, even if neither of them truly share his blood, as much family as Sansa or Arya or Bran or Rickon. Robb had met him when he was five, the tall boy from Pyke with the crooked smile who already knew how to wield a sword and was too eager to show him and teach him, seemed so proud to be able to -- and later on, when Robb was older and he could disarm Theon himself, sometimes prone to anger. Robb always calmed him down easily, and even small tussles and fights would end in laughter more than anything else.
When Robb was twelve, one morning when they were supposed to be sparring in the yard, Theon wasn't there. Robb knew where to find him, without even thinking about it, somehow knowing where to find him --- and Theon was there, leaning against one wall in his room, wide-eyed and entranced by something Robb couldn't quite see or smell or hear. He seemed so lost in a way that Robb didn't understand, and he'd been so afraid, then, so afraid that something was wrong -- but he'd reached out and taken his hand, looked into his eyes, called his name.
And Theon had come back to him.
They'd always had the bond, but that was the first time they realized it, the first time Theon realized what he was capable of, the first time Robb knew that he could ground him, he could guide him ( though sometimes, gods, he's at a loss as to how ). They've struggled a little, over the years, Theon with his temper and his lack of control and Robb reeling him back the best as he can even with his own temper, Theon always wanting to push himself too much, too far, wanting to be better and stronger while Robb tried to tell him that Greyjoy, please, too much is dangerous, you don't have to prove yourself to anyone, and moments where Theon went more than a little out of control. But -- but they've grown together, too, Theon stronger and Robb stronger for that, too, their bond unbreakable, as brothers, as two fates twined together. Theon had been the first to swear himself to him when Robb was declared king, and of course he would as his protector, always, in all things.
Robb had hated to see him go. But they both knew it was a necessity, and Theon insisted that he could take care of himself, that his father's ships could win them the war and they could not let such an asset go untapped. Robb had watched him ride off in the morning to the harbors to sail for the Iron Islands, and though every day something in him ached desperately, a terrible longing emptiness, he knew that Theon was safe, that Theon was well, that Theon would return to him soon, like he always does. But now, well.
He walks through Winterfell as though it's a dream. Every stone scorched with fire, the walls to the keep collapsed. The sea had come to Winterfell, burned it in it's wake and drowned it's people, his brothers killed and burned, and every step he takes shakes something in him, makes that wound deep in his heart sear wide open, makes a terrible anger and betrayal burn deep in his stomach. But there's still -- that emptiness, a long-reaching sadness, and gods, where did he go wrong. Step by step, his furs wrapped tight around him to protect from the aching cold, he moves into what remains of the castle, into the dungeons deep below where his men had captured the man who was responsible for all of it, spat on him and left him in chains.
He feels so strangely numb, by the time he reaches the iron barred door and murmurs for his guard to leave him after unlocking the door, leaving the key hanging off a ring on the wall -- and finally, Robb sees him again. His brother. His Sentinel. And a traitor. ]
-- Greyjoy.
[ Robb's voice is hollow more than grim, and honestly, he doesn't know what he's meant to feel. ]
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isn't it just
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