#meekwolved

im bobby looking miserable in the last one

             “Looking for some white knight to save you? I hope not. Especially not during times where you don’t know if someone is human or not.” a cheshire grin appearing on his lips as he jogged up towards her, a smoke between his lips. “So tell me, what sort of story do you have, kid?” 

        ❛     you have a lovely home, lady sansa.   ❜  the princess finds herself smiling GENUINELY at the other, despite her COMPLICATED FEELINGS towards house stark. the period her father had supposedly loved lyanna stark had long gone, and though her parents have reconciled, she can’t help but harbor an OUNCE of dislike ; no one deserved to feel the way her mother did when her father crowned another woman as the queen of love and beauty.   ❛    the people are very HOSPITABLE and graceful as well. i’m sure my father will like winterfell as much as i once he arrives.   ❜

                    annabeth  hates  being  drawn  into  combat  in  populated  areas.  sure,  she  does  what  she  can  to  minimize  collateral  damage,  wields  a  weapon  that’ll  pass  straight  through  mortals,  but  she  can’t  expect  the  same  courtesy  from  monsters.  plus,  she’s  sure  she  looks  like  an  idiot  to  anyone  present,  waving  around  what  must  look  to  them  like  a  baseball  bat,  or  the  world’s  biggest  letter  opener.  she  avoids  it  when  she  can  ---  still.  sometimes  it  can’t  be  helped. 

                    she  gets  it  over  with  as  quickly  as  possible  ---  it’s  only  one  dracaena,  and  soon  enough  she’s  dust  on  the  demigod’s  drakon  bone  blade.  there’s  a  girl,  red  hair,  on  the  ground  with  an  expression  of  fear  plastered  on  her  features;  annabeth  shoves  her  sword  into  her  belt,  extends  a  hand  to  help  her  up. 

                    “ hey.  everything’s  fine.  you  okay? ”

When the wolves took the Crag, in it's crumbling glory once again. Jeyne stood on the rampart's watching with an almost strange look in her eyes. It could have been a memory, this attack. Yes, the castle is fortified by the Lannister men, that stalked around the castle, but that doesn't stop it from being taken by the wolves once more.

She had hidden away with her baby brother, who cried and clutched her. He's lived through so much darkness. He doesn't deserve this. When the doors to the chamber they hide in open and the Northern Men enter. They tell her to prepare herself to meet their queen.

Just her.

When she meet the woman they call their queen, she sees a ghost of a woman. Robb's eyes, Lady Catelyn's hair and stare. She could feel the prickle of emotion in the back of her eyes as she stares at this girl. This queen. This woman.

"Sansa..."

uh dont u kno that julius caesar was super dumb and thats why he got stabby stabbed? only dumb ppl get betrayed :// why don’t u understand how brilliant d&d are, damn……….