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“did you come to discuss MORE southern politics JON SNOW? or have you finally come to me with something more interesting?”

        ‘’Gods I forgot how ANNOYIN’ wildlin’s are..’’ She grunted once more, tugging on the bindings at her wrists, green hues moving up to the sky as snow began to fall and settle in her dark hair. ‘’I ain’t a southerner             believe me they’re much WORSE.’’ She watched as Val moved over, looking at her out of the corner of her eye as she felt her gloved hands on her bare wrists. ‘’Scars are GOOD.. mean you’ve fought for SOMETHIN..’’

     “You live SOUTH o’ that Wall”, she cocked a brow, flicking her pale gray eyes up at her “You’re a Southerner. Argue all ya want, but your NORTH and our’s are nothing alike”. She rolled those same gray hues, almost deciding against what she had sunk her knees into the snow before the girl for. “Well, you’d be SMART not to fight me”, she murmured, her nimble fingers loosening the ties around her raw skin.

“Can you blame me?” Sansa looked up from the stitching in her hands. “All anyone is ever done is take from me. They’ve taken my parents. My brothers. My home. Control of my life. I haven’t made a decision of my own since I left Winterfell.”

[ SEND A SYMBOL FOR A DRABBLE ABOUT OUR MUSES ]

☂: our muses get caught in the rain outside without an umbrella

★: our muses stargaze together

✈: your muse is going away for a time and says goodbye to my muse or vice versa

❤: one of our muses says the first "i love you" to the other

✿: your muse asks my muse to dance with them or vice versa

☤: my muse visits your muse at the hospital

☢: your muse tells my muse that they need to break up

☯: our muses have their first kiss

❅: our muses have a snowball fight

☠: my muse visits your muse's grave

▲: how our muses first met

➳: how one of our muses asked the other on a first date

✌: our muses' wedding

⌚: my muse proposes to your muse or vice versa

[ SEND ONE OF THE FOLLOWING SENTENCES FOR MY MUSE'S RESPONSE ]

"Please don't leave me."

"I don't want to lose you, okay?"

"Because I love you!"

"And I thought I could trust you."

"I can't believe you forgot."

"What did you do this time?"

"We're going to get caught!"

"Kiss me."

"I'm sorry, I screwed up."

"I might be drunk."

"You look beautiful."

"That smirk is annoyingly hard to ignore."

"Stop staring at me!"

"Please go away, you can't see me like this."

"Come on, dance with me."

"I need you. I need us."

"You can't just lead me on like that!"

"I can't do this anymore."

"Oh, I'm nothing special."

"Just don't forget me, okay?"

"You have to let me go."

"We'll get through this together."

"You're not alone, you know."

"Shut up! I hate you!"

"I wish this could last forever."

"Maybe I was right in thinking that I should never have even fallen in love with you."

"What would the world be like without you?"

"Why do you like me so much?"

"Are you okay?"

"Shit, what did I do?"

[ SEND A TEXT FOR MY MUSE'S RESPONSE ]

[text]: Fuck you.

[text]: Where are you?

[text]: I'm sick.

[text]: I love you.

[text]: I wish I could be with you right now.

[text]: I'm at your door.

[text]: Is that all you care about?

[text]: Please stop talking about her/him.

[text]: Just come over, watch a movie, and cuddle with me.

[text]: Don't even start.

[text]: Is that all I am to you?

[text]: Help me.

[text]: Wait, what happened?

[text]: I can't go to sleep because you're on my mind.

[text]: I miss you.

[text]: Good night.

[text]: Stop leaving me voicemails, I'm not going to forgive you.

[text]: Tell me you didn't forget.

[text]: I've had such a bad day.

[text]: Don't talk to me ever again.

[text]: I have nothing if I don't have you.

[text]: After all we've been through, you can't leave me... please.

[text]: Breaking up over a text? You've stooped that low?

[text]: Can you stop ignoring me for a second?

“You’re scared”, she said with little context and even less emotion playing on her features. “That I’ll take your home. That I’ll take your brother–– take what’s your’s”.

         Her tongue rolled against the roof of her mouth as the words readied in her THROAT. She glowered at the wildling men, slapping each other on the back           congratulating their comrades on their witty remarks. She looked back to the blonde one, a huge plume of steam spewing from her nostrils like a raging BULL. ‘’ Whats the point in stealin’ me if they’ve got no COCKS.’’ she spat, wriggling her wrists against the rough rope they had used to tie her to the post she rested her back against. ‘’      I ain’t EASY’’

     “You’d be SURPRISED at what these men’ll do to lay with a Southerner like you”, she smirked, continuing to restring her bow as the girl fought against the her ropes. “You’re tied to a post you’re as EASY as they want ya ta be”, she reminded her. “Stop squirmin’”, she sighed, typing off the fresh string and slinging the bone now across her back in one SWIFT motion. “All that’ll do is give ya scars”, she shook her head, grabbing her wrists gently to get her to stop.