#sarra stark

[coldraindropsss]

Sarra Stark, Alys Stark, Raya Stark

#Sarra Stark #Alys Stark #Raya Stark #cregan stark #alysanne blackwood #digital #game of thrones #hotd #asoiaf art #asoiaf fanart #asoiaf #got #gotfanart #house targaryen #valyrianscrolls #a song of ice and fire #digitalart #asoiaffanart #housetargaryen #housetargaryen🐲 #asongoficeandfire #house stark

[kellyvela]

The way Cregan and Alysanne's first daughter's name is called SARRA which suspiciously looks SARA with an extra "R", for me it is proof enough that she exists and that Cregan loved her very much imo

Yeah, I agree.

Also the first two Cregan/Black Aly daughters are there to make us think of Sansa, and the last two daughters to makes us think of Arya:

Sarra - As you said this is Sara with an extra R. Also remember that in the same book GRRM named a character Sansara.

Alys - Reminds us of Alysanne, which is close to Alayne, Sansa's bastard disguise name.

Raya - Arya anagram

Mariah - MAriah = Arya

Thanks for your message :)

#anon asks #sarra stark #sara snow #sansa stark #george and his characters names . . . .

[all-that-is-gold-is-now-gone]

If Tessa and Cregan had a kid?

Um yes, they need all the kids

Name: Sarra Stark

Gender: Female

General Appearance: Favors her mother more than her father, except for the eyes.

Personality: A sweet child, Sarra grew up with the run of the winter keep. She is very curious and wishes to know everything, how everything works.

Special Talents: Can get around Winterfell better than probably anyone else in the keep.

Who they like better: Tessa

Who they take after more: Tessa

Personal Headcanon:

As a child she explored every inch of her home, finding every possible hiding place, and secret passages that could exist. Uses this to cheat when playing hide and seek with her siblings.

Face Claim:

#answered;ask #sarra stark #tessa #cregan stark #hotd oc

[dragonsbone]

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[adam-stark]

HOZIER & BEAR McCREARY — “BLOOD UPON THE SNOW”

To all things housed in her silence Nature offers a violence The bear that keeps to his own line The wolf that seeks always his own kind The world that hardens as the harsher winter holds

@owenstark, @rosaaaryn, @allysannestark, @cassvstark, @torrhen-stark, @wintervsuns, @sarra-karstark, @northernseer, @anya-snow, @rhydianwildbear, @jin-renshu & @nasirofmanderlys

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[patrocles]

LORDS OF WINTERFELL + THEIR BASTARD SIBING - Cregan Stark & Sara Snow

The matter of what exactly happened when Prince Jacaerys Velaryon came to Winterfell is a matter only truly known to those who were there. Regardless, after the Prince’s death in 130 AC, Lord Cregan Stark raised a host of nearly twenty-thousand men to ride south to honor the pact he made with his dear friend.

He trusted no one to rule Winterfell in his absence than his elder sister, a bastard named Sara Snow. She acted as a regent for his young son and heir, Rickon, as Cregan had planned for a lengthy campaign. Despite being the formidable Wolf of the North, Sara had always been protective of her younger brother. Cregan suffered loss early in his life with the deaths of father, his lady-mother, their younger brother, and most recently his beloved wife Arra Norrey.

Like Cregan, Sara was politically apt, had a strong heart for justice, and commanded respect from all. Since wresting power from his corrupt uncle at only six-and-ten, Sara acted as an advisor for Cregan. For many years, the Wolves of the North were a small pack, but Cregan was just as dedicated to his sister as Sara was to him. After the war, when Cregan remarried to Alysanne Blackwood, they had a daughter named Sarra, likely named after his dear sister.

#a song of ice and fire #asoiafedit #asoiafgif #cregan stark #sara snow #valyrianscrolls #thenorthsource #gotasoiafsource #saw a really bad post about sara that was just full of 'sara is a bad character bc shes a mary sue' garbage #siblingsgifs #which is craaazy bc she only got like 1 line mention in all of fire and blood so WHERE is this secret sara lore pray tell? #but whatever since we're just making shit up #heres big sis sara who loves cregan and who loves her #like of course she was the stark in winterfell when he rode south #i'll just tell you now #im way more interested in both characters as people extremely removed from any incoming shipping discourse bc who cares #i wanna plan a longer series of stark lords + bastard sibling gifsets

[misguidedasgardian]

The White Dragon (43)

43. The Dragonpit

MASTERLIST

Summary: It was not finished yet 

Pairings: main Harwin Strong x Fem!Targaryen reader

Warnings: cursing, medieval and A song of ice and Fire AU customs, injury, burns, dragon fire, death, violence, armies, death, war and all that comes with it. Might miss some warnings but you know what this is about :) 

+18, MINORS DNI

Wordcount: 3.4 k

Notes:  this story it's near its end, like three more chapter perhaps, it had been probably the longest story I have ever written jeje

It took a fortnight to gather the remains of the Harrenhal army and the towns around it, they all rally to your cause and you were preparing to take the capital

If you come to think about it, you didn’t even know how you reached this point 

A sweet maid who had been here for all of your children’s lives serving in the White Hall braided your hair beautifully, as you watched through the mirror the armor that stood hanging in a mold of your own body in the corner. 

These braids were different, they were made to keep your hair off your face, they were made for riding, either dragons or horses, two thick braids were created from the top of your head and then in the back, they crossed together and gathered the remains of your hair into a low ponytail. 

They were war braids

You smiled sweetly at her thanking her and she only nodded and left.

As she left, Harwin entered

Your husband

He hadn't said anything since your declaration and statement, when you said outloud the intention of claiming the Iron Throne.

He looked at the armor in the corner and sighed, he was also wearing the thick leather layer, the one you put on before the armor itself

“What?”, you asked softly, and when he looked at you, he saw the girl he married almost 20 years ago, wide eyed and filled with life, and a bit of innocence 

“Is this what you really want?”, he asked softly, he looked concerned for you

“We have no choice”, you whisper sadly 

“(Y/N)”, he called softly

“Not after everything we have been through”, you continued, “is this, or take everyone we care about and flee, and how real is that possibility?”

“Very real”

“You say we pack up our children and go?”, you continued, “Aemond… Sarra… Helaena… the Starks… they are our family too also”, you told him, “and with dragons, there is no palace where we can hide that they won’t find us, Aegon, Rhaenyra, she will want revenge for Daemon, Aegon wants us all dead anyways”

“We have his children, he won’t come for us”

“He will want them back, they are his future, his legacy”, you continued

“Then let’s… settle North, help Stark and be behind him and ask for independence…” 

“Harwin…”

“The Iron Throne is the most dangerous seat in the realm, you are placing a target on yourself, and in our children’s backs”

“I’m aware…”, you continued, “but that is the lesser of two evils…”

“What about Rhaenyra?”, he asked then, “are you prepared to take her out of the throne?”

You had thought about it, about what it would be like… would you have the strength to kill her? you didn’t think you did, it would be easier if she just… she could be expelled to Dragonstone, to live there in peace…

Uh, peace

what a strange concept 

Rhaenyra was not going to find peace

It was not a treat, it was just a random thought you had, like a gut feeling, like you could predict the future 

No matter how far you tried to look into the future, you couldn’t see your sister fitting in any of them, in any of the scenarios you had pictured in your head.

How strange

“I will know when we get there”, you said softly, “Rhaenyra never wanted this, I’m offering an out for her, to live the rest of her life with her remaining children, in Dragonstone or Driftmark”, Harwin only nodded

“What about Rhaenys and Corlys?”, you had thought about them too, the Sea Snake, even though weakened by the defeats against the triachy’s fleet, still posed a very intimidating threat 

“They are in Driftmark and from there they control the Gullet”, you whispered, “I don’t know how they are going to take this”

Rhaenys had pushed you once, she had suggested you were the one that should be the heir, and you prayed that was enough for her to stay out of the way

Perhaps you could name her or Corlys your hand

Even though Corlys was your sister’s hand

Fuck

It was too late to back down now, Cregan was waiting, the ravens had been sent, your family was preparing…

It was done 

“I will be there by your side, whatever you choose, every step of the way”, you smiled faintly

“As will we”, you look to the door to find your eldest children there, both of them, Rhaegar and Maekar, ready for the fight

“together”, you said firmly, forbidding your children, and Aemond from participating in taking the city would be useless, you barely convinced Aemond and Aemma to scout the seas by the west, to try and keep them away from the hand to hand conflict 

But you did

You marched to the capital, the Northerners waiting in the Kingswood, your small army behind you, your sons in their dragons, you couldn’t lose, you marched back together towards King’s Landing, decided to take the city, first, by talking, then, if that didn’t work…

You hoped that worked…

You were so focused, so distracted by your family and their wellbeing, that you would have never seen this coming…

As you marched up the hill, from where you could see King’s landing,  you started hearing noises, screams, you ran with Cregan and Harwin by your side, and what you saw from the heights made you gasp

You were not the first one to try and conquer the city

From there you could see burning building, heard soldiers fighting, and behind the walls a great army, bearing the banners of a golden dragon

Aegon

Aegon had come for his throne 

You had begged the gods that he would have escaped to Essos and he was drunk in a pleasure house somewhere, but apparently, he got a taste for power and wanted him back

“This changes nothing”, said Harwin

“This changes everything!”, you cried back 

“No, he is right”, muttered Cregan, “we fell down at the city, the mayhem will make it easier, Aegon might be down there, two birds, one stone, we could end the war today”, he muttered, “we back up the royal soldiers loyal to Rhaenyra”

“The people will suffer”, you whispered, “it brought war within the city walls”, and then you heard it, you saw, from here, that something was happening in the Dragonpit, people were gathering, and… a golden dragon circled the building and then landed right inside….

It wasn’t Syrax, it was bigger….

It was Sunfyre 

Then the decision was taken for you

“Let’s take the city”, you whispered

The gates of the walls surrounding the city were wide open, the city was submerged in chaos, 

The remaining of the traitors of The Vale, of House Royce you gathered, were not competition for the Northerners, you cleaned the streets from any rogue soldier.

You unsheathed your Valyrian Sword yourself, that Daemon once gifted you, as you advance throughout the outer streets of the city

It was mayhem, Stark soldiers, Royal soldiers who you didn’t even know who they were fighting for, men from the Vale… your escort of soldiers got thinner the more you entered the city streets, it reached a point where you even had to grab your sword and swing at a man that came at you. 

At that moment, as the adrenaline took a golf of your body, you didn’t even care if that was the first man you had killed hand to hand, as you were desperate to see Rhaenyra, because something was truly wrong

Rhaenyra stook barely defended, Daemon was dead, and you wondered if Aegon managed to get inside the castle, if he did, with all those soldiers and people within King's Landing that were still loyal to his cause…. Rhaenyra stood little chance

You needed to get to her

Maybe you wanted to depose her, but you didn’t want her dead

After all, she was your sister

It was childish to think that you could pull off taking the capital by force and she was going to be alright, but there was no more time to think about that 

It was too late, and for better or worse, Aegon had made that decision for you 

“I have to make way for the Dragonpit”, you informed the man by your side, and they understood 

But that is where the thick of the conflict was, you soon learned when you got stopped by groups of soldiers that wanted to stop everyone who went in that directions

It was chaos

Even people from King’s Landing had taken to the streets to fight, you weren’t sure if Rhaenyra’s reign, or Aegon’s conquest.

Either way, your now small group was being swamped by soldiers on all sides, that cornered you. 

You were side to side with Cregan and Harwin, your sons and other ten northerner soldiers were in your same group, as you put back to back to fight off the soldiers that seemed to come from all the streets to the intersection you were in

“We are trapped!” growled Harwin, as he took out a soldier that came too close

“The army is close behind us, they should be here any minute!”, growled Cregan

Your numbers were diminishing, as your territory, as the enemy soldiers with painted golden dragon in their chest shouted obscenities about delivering your head to Aegon Targaryen

You heard Maekar scream, you looked back for only a second to see that he had been cut by a soldier, you whined, but he stood standing, the blade barely grazing his side.

“Maekar!”, you called

“Hold your positions!”, screamed Cregan, as you were tightly surrounded 

There was a second, a whole moment, in which you could hear nothing but your own breaths, a deathly silence, as you were trapped without a possibility to fight your way through or scape 

“it’s over”, you whined 

The growl that shook the capital rivaled the one of hundreds of soldiers that came rushing into the street, you looked down the street as a huge group of Tyrell soldiers led by Steffon himself, attacked the men that surrounded you and attacked them on the rear, while your dragon flew above you, restless, the only thing that prevent her to burn everything to the ground was you

You took a long breath as Steffon opened up a way for you to feel relieved, as you kept slaying soldiers, enemies 

Now all the houses, their armies, everyone supporting a different King or Queen, everyone had come to a huge breaking point

“You have to go to the Pit!”, you heard Steffon scream, after finally clearing the way for you to go trough 

You grabbed Maekar, wanting to check his wound, it was not too deep, and Maekar, grabbed you back, promising you he was alright, you only had to look at Harwin once and he nodded, silently promising to keep your son safe. 

Something was happening in the Dragonpit, and you had to find out what.

Steffon led the way, with a small army behind him to clear the way, and you advanced with your family right behind you

The adrenaline held a tight grip on your body, but you still walk hastily towards what it looked like the goal, 

Soon the street ended and you came face to face to the long steps leading to the greatest building of the capital and perhaps Westeros

Soldiers fighting for their lives, and from different armies were scattered all over the stairs, fighting their own battles, the banners and the heavy guards suggested that Aegon was here, and you got scared of the reason behind it.

Inside the building you could hear the dragons growling, and even dead bodies of civilians were also scattered, hinting at you as a civil rebellion had taken place 

Your breathing quickened as the beating of your heart as you almost ran towards the huge gates, something was going on

Something terrible

Something heartbreaking

Tears fell down your cheeks as you ran, Cregan by your side

Vhaelar circling the skies over the huge building, uneasy, you could feel her distress as she felt yours 

It was the longest walk you had ever taken, and then, finally, the last guards had been stroked down before you, just to let you pass

“Whatever it is, you will have supporters behind you”, murmured Cregan right behind you, “I will gather the forces, put some order���, you only nodded.

Only when you entered the Pit, and hid under that huge your roof, your eyes were able to adapt to the darkness of the palace, leaving the sunny day behind you 

And you could

You wished you didn’t

The smell of burnt flesh hit your nostrils just as the flames were clearing a pile of something you didn’t recognize, perhaps you didn’t want to, denial hitting you faster that you wanted…

You gasped, tears falling from your eyes

The crown of Jahaerys was lying on the floor, just by…

The laugh of Aegon shook you to your core

“The old cunt is dead!”, he laughed you looked up to face him, a sickening smile on his face as your eyes returned to the burning rests of your sister

A curling scream left your lips that resounded all over the building 

Your sister was dead

“You missed the show!”, he continued, his body deformed and burned, as Rhaenys left him, but now, there was a madness in his eyes. Sunfyre was behind him, his mouth, its teeth, were red, his eyes were on you, and then, right behind you 

You heard a loud noise, and a low growl, as you felt Vhaelar entering the keep right behind you

It was just Aegon and you

Vhaelar against Sunfyre

“You are next”, Aegon mocked, pointing at you with the conqueror’s sword, but you barely reacted, you felt numb, you felt nothing, a void and then… the pit that had installed inside of you was filled with rage, a rage that burnt you so deeply, you saw red

Red

Blood

Fire

Fire and Blood

As if someone signaled for it, you grabbed your sword tightly in your hand and let out a screamed, as Vhaelar growled menacingly

Vhaelar knew it was Sunfyre that killed her baby, Aegon had killed Rhaenyra, they both needed to die as well 

Soldiers and lords were posted on the sides, but they didn’t dare to intervene.

The clash of swords ringed in your ears

You knew Aegon haven't practiced in years, neither did you, but he was slowed down by his injuries, and you were always quicker on your feet 

Flames flied over you as your dragons tried to bit each other, with brutality, a fight to the death

You were quicker than him, quicker than Aegon, rapidly overpowering him

“WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?”, he screamed towards the guard, “KILL THE BITCH!”, as he couldn’t win fair and square

Vhaelar was quicker, incinerating all the soldiers that dare came close to you both, and the rest of them decided to stand back, knowing they were now on the losing side 

“I’m going to take your head, and after you are gone, I’m going to claim your dragon, the fiercest dragon after Balerion”, you couldn’t help but laugh, rage overpowering 

“You could never claim her”, you mocked, “not in a hundred years”, you kicked him, the sword of Aegon the Conqueror flying from his hand, now he was defenseless 

Now, it was truly over 

Vhaelar managed to burn Sunfyre, just to distract him enough to wrap around his huge jaws over his head

With a last scream, the last thing you heard was a hunting sound, as thousand pieces of dry woods were being crushed

You looked up just to witness the light go out of Sunfyre’s eyes, Vhaelar used one of her claws, to separate her body from the head she still had between her jaws, successfully decapitating the most beautiful dragon the world had ever seen

But as she did, dark, boiling blood started pouring, right over you 

You closed your eyes and used your arms to protect yourself, as a thick rain of black blood fell all over you. Dragon’s blood ran hot, so hot it was said it could melt stone and iron, the thickness of it made you fall to your knees, while you thought the adrenaline was keeping you from feeling the heat…

Aegon wide-eyed, look at the remains of his beloved dragon Sunfyre, he then looked at you, who had been bathed in boiling black blood, his dragon’s blood, you were not going to survive that

His attention was drawn again to Vhaelar, who dropped the head of his dragon, making a wet sound ricochet all over the pit 

“Sõbes!”, he commanded, Vhaelar growled loudly to the ceiling, and then she looked down at him, with anger in her golden eyes. Blackness falling from her mouth, the color making the white of her scales looked devilish. Aegon lost his foot, now scared, he raised his hand to try and command the dragon, “Sõbes!”, he repeated, Vhaelar tilted her head looking at him in wonder. Aegon smiled wickedly, the great beast finally submitting, or that is what he thought

In a second Vhaelar opened her jaws and closed back, biting Aegon’s arm

Aegon screamed bloody murder, as Vhaelar growled, having him by the arm, she twisted and turned, raising Aegon’s body in the air, to then drop him on the ground, he cried and turned, but relieved that the dragon had released him, but only to finish him off

You managed to raise your head, only to see Aegon being engulfed by the flames of Vhaelar

You took a long breath as the smell of burned flesh reached your nostrils 

You didn’t even know how you were alive

The dragon blood was boiling, it should have burned your skin, melt the flesh off your bones, but it didn’t, you looked at your hands, your armor was hot, the leather wanted to melt as well, but your skin was untouched, only tainted with the black, thick liquid

You stood up

To everyone who looked at you, you looked demonic 

your silver strand was tainted, as your silver armor.

Your family, Harwin, Maekar, Rhaegar, Aemond and Aemma, Cregan, and all the Lords of the great families that were in the capital saw you.

Walking out of the pit, still black blood dripping from you, the sword of the conqueror in your hand, and the crown of Jahaerys in the other 

The conciliator, and the Conqueror

Both the greatest rules

You were covered in blood

Dragon blood

Smoke rose from behind you as the Lords looked at you wide eyed

Vhaelar appeared behind you, roaring loudly 

 Fire and Blood

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[anoras]

Velaena Velaryon of House Velaryon, rider of the dragon Sapphirine. The second child and only daughter of Queen Rhaenyra Targaryen and Harwin Strong Laenor Velaryon, she was the twin to Prince Jacaerys Velaryon and elder sister to Lucerys and Joffery Velaryon.  She was half-sister to King Aegon III Targaryen and King Viserys II Targaryen. She would survive the Dance of Dragons along with her dragon Sapphirine.  She would wed Lord Cregan Stark, to whom she would give four daughters; Sarra, Alys, Raya, and Mariah Stark. She would be called the Snow Dragon by those who remembered her, a woman who chose to sacrifice unto the cold northern climes her own happiness for the life of her family.  Forgotten by history, her name ended by her marriage to Lord Stark, she became little more than a footnote in the annals of the Targaryen Dynasty.  For her part in the Dance, however, the North remembers.  She was, and would forever be, the best loved of the Lord Starks wives; a gentle, thoughtful soul who burned Bright through the Winter of Widows, and who passed that Fire unto her daughters.

#hotd oc #asoiaf oc #targaryen oc #* #velaena velaryon #babes this took me so fucking long #anyway i'm insane abt her <333

[valaenatargaryensdragon]

Lone Wolf

Part One ✦✦✦ Wolf Meeting Dragon ✦✦✦

pairing: Fanon!Jacaerys Valeryon x Female!Stark OC

summary: Amarylis Snow, bastard daughter of Lord Rickon Stark, younger sister of Lord Cregan Stark and twin sister of Sara Snow

Word count: 2,1K

Warnings: Nothing, fluff? Not during any of the events in the show, a time where the Blacks win the war with no much destruction

Masterlist 1

Masterlist 2

Amara clasped her fur coat over her shoulder securing it, it was too heavy for her to only secure it around her neck, otherwise she would choke herself to death. Her brother insisted she and Sara wear their best clothes to welcome Prince Jacaerys Targaryen to the north after the war had ended and peace had befallen Westeros again. Amarylis or as she liked to be called Amara saw no reason for such measures, he was not going to be seeing their dresses from under the thick furs protecting them from the harsh cold.

"Make haste Amara, we are going to be late" Sara's voice was muffled by the door separating the twins from one another. Amara opened the door with a huff at how dramatic her sister was being.

"I am ready, no need for shouting" Amara lead the way down the corridor filled with the maids she had kicked out of her room, they were all panicking and ruining her hair instead of fixing it so she ordered them to leave her, even her most trusted handmaiden, Maecy Parge, she was from a lower house, one of the few girls whose parents allowed to serve the bastards of house Stark. Amara was proud that despite being bastards her and Sara had more privileges than normal bastards do, their father and brother treated them as if they were true Starks.

"Cregan will grow angry with us if we were to be late" Sara spoke, quickening her steps to match those of her sister. Amara chuckled shaking her head showing her flowing black locks, Maecy gasped horrified at the sight of the style Amara had chosen for her hair.

"Hush you, there is nothing wrong with my hair" Amara snapped softly at her confidant. Sara groaned annoyed pausing just before they reached the door leading to the court yard.

"Gods save me" She forcefully turned Amara with the help of Maecy. She pulled back half of her hair and tied it with an extra ribbon she had pocketed earlier in case her were to fall.

"Do I have to do everything myself" Sara glared halfheartedly at Amara who smiled sheepishly.

"Apologise?" Amara joked shrugging. Sara pushed her to resume walking trying to hide a smile of her own. Amara giggled as they walked over to Cregan.

"If I were you I would not come" He joked at the sight of the two girls. Sara rolled her eyes muttering under her breathe something no one could hear.

"My mistake, brother" Amara moved to stand beside him being the eldest of the twins. Cregan chuckled shaking his head. His face looked sullen still after having lost yet another wife to childbirth and this time it seemed he was adamant on not having anymore wives with the excuse of already having an heir, his son Rickon and four daughters, Sarra, Alys, Raya and the youngest Mariah.

The sound of movement in the sky made everyone look up in excitement awaiting the sight of a dragon. Sara grabbed Amara's hand in a death grip hopping on her feat excitedly waiting like everyone else. Neither have seen Prince Jacaerys or his dragon before, Amara had insisted that her and Sara leave for Essos when the Dance began in fear of harm being her sister's fate and Sara refused to leave without Amara.

The green of Vermax appeared, the dragon let out a roar shaking his wings in what Amara guessed discomfort, a creature of fire was not meant for the cold of the north. Amara felt fur brush against her other hand and averted her eyes from the huge creature ascending on some hill some feat away from the people.

"Oh Jewels, what are you doing here" Amara chuckled opening her fingers letting her wolf rub her head against her palm. Jewels let out a small purr moving to stand in front of Amara protectively. Amara was shocked that neither Frost, Sara's wolf, or Storm, Cregan's wolf, were not following Jewels as usual.

"Prince Jacaerys of House Targaryen, heir to the Iron Throne and Prince of Dragonstone" A voice announced. Amara straightened her back letting her eyes wander to the gates. Jewels laid down on the ground ignoring the small hiss Amara let out "Get up". The wolf was stubborn and Amara feared how the she wolf would act around the heir.

The brown haired prince walked in through the gates alone, expected as no one from his guards were able to keep up with his dragon. He had a huge smile on his face as he approached Cregan, old friends reuniting. A brotherhood of sorts formed between the two during the war especially after Cregan put his life in danger during the Battle of the Gullet to save prince Jacaerys.

"Cregan" The prince greeted with open arms. Cregan chuckled opening his arm as well welcoming the prince with a hug.

"How have you been, my friend" Amara felt pride fill her chest at the way the prince addressed her brother, an honour to be considered a friend of the heir.

"If I may, I would like to introduce you to my sisters" Cregan was the first to pull away from the brotherly embrace. The prince's eyes wandered over to where Amara and Sara stood side by side.

"Of course" The prince's eyes trailed down to Jewels staring at him tensely as he approached Amara.

"Apologies my prince, she is very protective of my sister" Cregan chuckled. He crouched down to touch the smokey grey fur of Jewels. She huffed against his palm pushing it slightly away but not entirely while keeping her focus on the prince.

"An act I am sure many pets tend to do when meeting a stranger" The prince answered. Vermax let out a growl from the top of the hill loud enough to be heard by everyone in the yard, reminding them of his presence to protect his rider.

"My prince, the elder twin, Amarylis but don't you dare call her that, she will claw your face off" Cregan introduced, standing back up on his feet. The prince's eyes raised from the wolf and to Amara who gave a curtsy while glaring at her brother.

"An honour my prince, my brother exaggerates, you may call me whatever you prefer" Amara turned her gaze to meet his brown eyes. The prince chuckled at the lighthearted sibling spat.

"What do you prefer to be called, my lady" The prince held out his hand. Amara placed her hand into his shivering when their palms met. Jewels let out a warning growl at the touch but otherwise stayed put.

"Amara" She responded. The prince raised her hand up to place the most delicate kiss on her knuckles. His eyes lingered on her own a second or two too much but she did not seem to notice, lost in his chocolate coloured eyes.

"Lady Amara, I am gladdened to make your acquaintance" The prince muttered against her skin. He let go of her hand gently. Jewels relaxed and laid her head on her paws sensing no danger from the intruder.

"My sister, Sara Snow, the younger twin" Cregan moved to Sara. She had a bright smile on her face, a usual reaction of hers, she was the more welcoming host between the two.

"My prince" She curtsied. The prince took her hand and kissed her knuckles as he did Amara's.

"A pleasure my lady" Sara smiled and nodded her head with a light blush on her cheeks, always the sensitive one.

"We are no ladies my prince, we are Snows" Sara corrected. Her hand grasped Amara's for support, despite their brother's treatment not everyone in the north liked the twins, many treated them like dirt especially lords like Norrey, Blackwood and Manderly and many more.

Arra Norrey who was Cregan's first wife was very nice to Sara and Amara, she was raised alongside them and Cregan which resulted in the pair falling in love and marrying however the birth of Rickon was very hard on her and she passed of it. The same cannot be said about Alysanne Blacwood, Cregan's second wife and more to his four daughters, she loathed the pair and whenever Cregan was away hunting or on a diplomatic trip she would force them with the threat of her sword a ser Amara did not remember his name, and force them to tend to her as if they were maids.

"Nonsense, a person should be judged by his or her actions not their status" The prince shook Sara's words off. Amara chuckled at the surprised look on her sister's face.

"If you'll excuse me my prince, brother but it is time for the girls' meal" Amara pulled her hand away from Sara's who had a small glare on her face now, she did not want to be left alone with the prince and at the same time she did not want to spend her afternoon with her spoiled nieces.

"Girls?" The prince questioned confused, Amara looked too young to be a mother, maybe she was around his age. Amara and Sara had taken the four girls with them to Essos along with Alysanne who had died their during the war, hence why the prince did not know of them.

"My daughters" Cregan explained.

"They have maids sister, no need for you to tend to them today" Cregan denied her request. Amara nodded halfheartedly, she loved her niece dearly and wished not to leave them to the maids' mercy, sometimes they could be cruel, only days past she caught one of the maids refusing to refill the plate of Sarra, the namesake of her sister, saying she will grow fat and no one would want to marry her then, the girl is merely seven of age.

"As you wish brother" Amara leaned down to touch Jewel's fur as a signal to get up and the lazy she wolf huffed annoyed as if she was just having the best nap in her life and was disturbed but got off the floor anyways.

"Let us break fast together my prince" Cregan suggested, gesturing to their home.

"Perfect timing, I am famished" The prince joked. The two men chuckled and proceeded to walk in the front.

"He is quite handsome" Sara whispered as the two followed the men.

"Mhm" Was all Amara awarded her sister back. Sara let out a dramatic gasp of shock alerting the two men who looked over.

"Are you alright, Sara?" Cregan worried. He was the best brother they could ask for really.

"Stepped on a rock, tis all" Sara easily lied. Cregan nodded and resumed his conversation with the prince.

"You agreeing on a matter involving men, is a miracle, the gods are smiling on us today" Sara joked. Amara rolled her eyes but could not hold back a small smile from breaking through her lips.

"I do no hate men, tis you who spread such a rumour, I just find some of them dimwitted and only think with what is in their trousers" Amara shrugged. She sighed in relief when warmth engulfed them the second they stepped in.

"I spread no such rumours, tis was Alysanne so you would not get betrothed" Sara corrected. The pair gave each other a disgusted look to each other at the mention of the woman. Amara felt guilty when she was relieved at Alysanne's death from a fever.

"She wanted us to be maids forever" Amara nodded in agreement. She unclasped her fur and handed it to one of the maids by the door showing the fancy dress she wore. She did not plan that she would break fast with the prince but it seems her brother was smart enough to conclude so. Sara did the same sighing when the weight was off her shoulders. Rickon was already waiting for them with a maester, the twelve years old cleaned up beautiful unlike his usual muddy clothes from sword training with the banermen.

"Rickon, you have grown since I last saw you" The prince ruffled the brown curls of Rickon's hair. The young boy turned a deep shade of red bowing his head.

"An honour my prince" Rickon's voice was still holding a childish squeak to it.

"Please call me Jace, all of you, my prince makes me feel like some seventy years old" The prince had humour, a quality not many royals had.

The table was filled with all sorts of food and even some winter fruits that Amara liked. If breaking fast looked like this she only wandered what her brother had up his sleeve for the feast tonight in the prince's honour. She could hear the clatter of the servants preparing the ballroom some corridors down, cleaning and preparing. Amara was ashamed to admit she could not wait to spend more time with the brunette Targaryen prince.

#hotd imagine #hotd jacaerys #hotd #hotd series #house of the dragon #house targaryen #game of thrones #jaenera targaryen #jacaerys fic #jacaerys valeryon x oc #jacaerys targaryen series #jacaerys valeryon series #fire and blood

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#ao3feed #fanfic #rhaenicent #alicent hightower #rhaenyra targaryen #hotd

[danceofdragonsrphq]

dance of dragons is taking applications!

below are the key wanted connections from the kingdom of the north, as well as some plot context and ideas applicants could build from. keep an eye out for similar posts about the vale, dorne, the riverlands and the crownlands/occupied stormlands.

THE KINGDOM OF THE NORTH.

open prince and princesses of house stark, two of each role is up for grabs. do they agree with owen’s drastic decisions in shaping the north, such as dismissing the maesters and forcing the night’s watch to bend the knee to him?

open lords and ladies of house bolton, including a position of master of whispers upon the council of king owen stark. in terms of background, these guys have had it rough - domeric was recently revealed as a bastard using the bolton name all along, and their border wars with the manderlys have resulted in house manderly obtaining the title of ‘dukes’ making them a step above the boltons socially. one word? revenge.

open lord karstark of karhold; younger brother of lord brandon karstark. he would have recently dealt with the death of his little sister sarra at the hands of wildlings, as well as returning from an internal war when ironborn pirates and thenns that attempted to take northern land. house karstark has also become dukes.

open lord and lady of house manderly of white harbor: siblings to lord nasir and lady manal manderly. their house has had the social improvement recently, though they are in charge of protecting the faith of the seven in the north. do they agree with nasir’s decision to remain loyal to the starry sept of oldtown, or do they believe tyland lannister has a point in centralising the faith? (note: it is expected this character would have a name of arabic/islamic origin and be a black fc)

open lords and ladies of house mormont of bear isle: their ruling lord rhydian mormont recently died as a result of a wildling attack. they also would have been involved in the war against the ironborn and the thenns. it is a great opportunity to explore a character trying to step into a responsibility they never thought they would have to, admist dealing with grief. 

#got rpg #asoiaf rpg #dance of dragons rp #fantasy rpg #game of thrones rp #wanted connection.

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[bruiisedpetals]

      𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑  𝐈𝐒  𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 …

with last years passing of matriarch 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤, who outlived her husband, 𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤, by almost a decade ... the current living generation of starks are as follows.

LORD BRANDEN II STARK, 39 — ruling lord of winterfell, warden of the north.  a widower, his late wife cerelle stark née lannister of lannisport, died before having any children many years ago.

JEYNE & ARSA SNOW, ≈9 — unclaimed heirs; the secret twins of branden stark an an affair with a wildling woman. they are raised in winterfell as cherished wards of the warden himself. (age depending on timeline)

LORD ELRIC STARK, 35 — a lord of winterfell.   married to lady erena glover, they have three children together: bran, dustin and gwinnifer. LADY LYANNA ARRYN NÉE STARK, 32 — a lady of house arryn.   firstborn daughter of house stark, married to the heir of the vale lord arthur arryn, together they have one child, elyse, and lyanna is currently carrying their second child. LORD RICKARD STARK, 29 — a lord of winterfell.   having spent most of his adulthood traveling rickard has recently returned home. he arrived with surprising news: he had wed to a woman he’d met in the south, and was now a father; his wife is lady tyshara stark née sand and their son is ryon. LADY SARRA STARK, 26 — a lady of winterfell.   she pleaded her brother branden’s favour to not have to marry until she had found someone she cared for, he agreed on the condition she entertain suitors. only recently has she begun to forge relationships with perspective partners via. friendly conversation in letters. LORD WILLAM STARK, 24 — a lord of winterfell.   the youngest member of the house has his eyes fixed on the citadel, aiming to become a maester, and currently actively studies under the maester of house stark.

#(``) branden stark . rel. all family #(``) branden stark . history

[korribanarchive]

New Chapter: A Tale of Wolves and Dragons

Rated: M

Warnings: Eventual Age Gap, Canon Typical Violence

Summary: When her twin went north to join the Nights Watch, Sarra Snow knew she only had one choice. She would have to go south with Lord Stark to the Capital.

Pulling threads and pushing boundaries brings to light truths that may have been better off lost to time. Many paths lay before her. She must make the right choices for herself, for her kin, and maybe even for the realm.

Sarra ponders her path and the repercussions her choices may have.

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“Interesting place for a feast.”

Sarra looked up and the dwarf she had seen before was standing not far from where she had taken her seat. She shrugged. “Figured I’d stay out of the way like this,” she stated.

“A lady such as yourself?” he asked with a slight raise of his eyebrow. “Shouldn’t you be in there?”

Sarra snorted. “I’m no lady, my lord,” she replied and looked him up and down. “I’m Sarra Snow. The other bastard of Winterfell.”

“And I’m Tyrion Lannister. The only dwarf of Casterly Rock,” he stated and sat beside her. “What has you hiding up here?”

“Not hiding, just having my supper where it’s quiet,” she replied. “Why does everyone assume I’m hiding all the time?”

“If I were a betting man I would have bet a member of the household would be at the feast,” he replied. “And yet here you are.”

“Here I am,” she said, taking another drink of the wine. “Lady Stark didn’t wish for us to attend. And I figure obeying her is easier than defying her when we have such distinguished guests about.”

“She does seem a stern woman,” he remarked.

“Not quite the words I’d use, but I suppose,” she said and shook her head.

#game of thrones #game of thrones fanfiction #Game of Thrones OC #Sarra Snow #Tyrion Lannister #Jon Snow #Benjen Stark #Authors headcanons included #got fic #oc insert #original female character #canon typical violence #eventual age gap

[infcinity]

hiddenwashington winter market mini event 2 electric boogaloo!

here is my starter call for the mini event!! I’m going to be capping them at 4 per character and only three requests per mun for the moment because I’m just coming back from hiatus and trying to get back into the swing of doing replies!

please let me know who you would like a starter for, i won’t do it if you just say for anyone because i’m the worst when it comes to picking a random character!!

current count: seven

alcina dimitrescu ( 3 / 4 ) daniela dimitrescu, billy loomis, eleanor crain

annie james ( 0 / 4 )  

ben solo ( 1 / 4 ) anakin skywalker

chrissy cunningham ( 1 / 4 ) nina salazar roberts

emily biers ( 0 / 4 )  

ewan mckinnon ( 5 / 4 ) stitch pelekai, dale cooper, felicity mckinnon, madeline mckinnon, cleo mckinnon

george weasley ( 2 / 4 ) rubeius hagrid, roxanne weasley

hattie shaw ( 0 / 4 )  

helena ravenclaw ( 1 / 4 ) salazar slytherin

jeyne poole ( 0 / 4 )  

jiang cheng ( 0 / 4 )  

jyn erso ( 0 / 4 )  

kirei monsula ( 0 / 4 )  

lan sizhui ( 0 / 4 )  

mai ( 0 / 4 )  

natasha romanoff ( 4 / 4 ) yelena belova, peggy carter, steve rogers, antonia dreykov

parker halliwell ( 2 / 4 ) pj halliwell, wyatt halliwell

rhiannon fawley ( 1 / 4 ) ciri

robb stark ( 2 / 4 ) myrcella baratheon. catelyn stark

sarra palpatine ( 1 / 4 ) silco

sirius black ( 1 / 4 ) marlene mckinnon

winter celchu ( 2 / 4 ) jacen solo, ahsoka tano

#hw: starter call #pls be specific!! #thanks pals #will def uncap this nearer the middle of the event and let my call circulate again !

[coldraindropsss]

would you ever be willing to draw the stark women like lyarra sarra serena?

I will add them to my list of characters to draw. But it will take me some time to finish them.

Thank you for the suggestion.