#couragetaught

send 😘🍺 to drunkenly kiss my muse

sandor wasn’t shocked, exactly, when sansa leaned over and kissed him. caught off guard, certainly. his initial reaction was similar to one he had felt before, long ago. took him back to her bedroom in the red keep. those awful green flames burning just outside her window. but he had felt calm there. calm when she found him there and even more at peace when she placed a hand on his face. he remembered being both stunned and intrigued as her soft fingers contrasted with the scars that twisted along his skin. in the moment she kissed him, he could’ve sworn the feeling had lingered all those years, as well as he remembered it.

Fireplaces, the Targaryen had to admit, carried a certain charm. Violet hues focused on the one crackling and burning in the castle’s library tower. It was there that Lady Sansa Stark would be arriving any moment. The girl with fiery hair had seemed wary of Daenerys’ arrival to her home with Jon, and even more wary regarding Dany’s plans after this business with the Night King would be put to bed. Of course, her worries would prove fickle if they didn’t come out of this first war alive...

Tapping fair fingers against a table, the protector of the realm watched the door impatiently. Jorah had talked to the girl on her behalf, requesting a meeting with the queen and surely he was a voice of reason even Sansa couldn’t refuse. According to the words of her wise knight, the two women were in desperate need of an encounter that didn’t involve sideways glances or unspoken judgement. Confrontation and honesty, Dany agreed, was often the best way to a solution. The door opened and Daenerys stood, offering the younger woman a kind smile. “Lady Sansa,” she greeted, reaching to cup a hand of the girl’s in both of her own. “I’m glad you’re here. Thank you for agreeing to meet with me... I’m not one to beat around the bush, so to speak. I trust Jorah told you why you’re here.”

Sarah was sure she’d been this way before, but then again? Button nose scrunching slightly in contemplation as she stared at the forked path. One led to a grassy grove like garden and the other held bramble and wizened black trees. Naturally she took the way with the frightening trees since long having suspected the nicer path to be a trick. 

The air around her chilled and gave way to snow and sleet. Hoggle had told her it would be a QUICK trip to the goblin market and well now, she was sufficiently LOST. She turned back towards the way she came and found it GONE, emerald eyes now squinting into wide snowy valley.  

  DIDN’T I JUST TALK ABOUT NOW GETTING ON PEOPLE FOR...

Honestly let’s just all go get some alternate fc icons ready and make them the most random af things ever beCAUSE WE CAN

It was an odd occurrence indeed, a lion and a wolf but he supposed it could have been worse. A soft chuckle broke the powerful rumbling coming from his chest and he buried his face in her neck, taking a deep breath of her smelled mixed well with his own. “I would say I’m starting to rub off on you.” He smirked as he raised his head to look at her. The way the sun caught in her hair, in her eyes, against her skin, it left him breathless every time. “But I know better to ever presume you’d ever be anything less than a wolf, My Lady.” he chuckled and pushed a strand of auburn hair behind her ear. 

Who would have thought that this would be the outcome of something he’d had very strong doubts about, to begin with. Now he wished to never be parted from her again, every time he had to leave to perform his duties for the pride it pained him more than he would ever care to admit. “I’ve missed you, Sansa.”

am i a good snake or nah

🐍 ooc: Will you stop it!? (Actually, don’t stop it. This is absolutely making my whole week and seeing this in my inbox gave me the biggest and happiest smile!) 

message me ur name & something about you bc who doesn’t love talking abt themselves

[SLAMS DOWN THE CHANT OF LIGHT] [OPENS IT UP] [THIS FALLS OUT]