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you look like you’ve seen a ghost—-  or you’re going to be sick.  which one is it?  

*hello,  it’s me crewmate. i am the good guy on the space ship.      cb pls (shoutout to all the supernatural anons they brought my muse back for my favorite bloodline) 

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 ♱͙ .   @evilworn,    .. i’m not. [ no matter how hard sansa tried to be. she couldn’t be upset with him.  as the two sat in the dark cell, whilst the pirates, who were great enemies to dragon lords, laughed and gambled and drunk their drinks.   among their noises however, sansa could hear the thrashing and roars of her dragon valkyrie which ironically gave her some relief━─ they still had a chance to escape.  and despite his actions being the reason they were ever ..   in this mess.  sansa couldn’t entirely blame him.  even all those years ago, he knew very little about the dragon realm.  it was her fault for not schooling him on every detail like she should have  ]    ..  i (told) you to hide your wand 

 ♱͙ .   @evilworn,       isn’t.. the yule ball for wizards only?   [ sansa had her own amounts of ball attending in her own realm.  for the four great holidays and everything else in between.  she knew how they worked.. but all balls were different there would be less dragon lords and more wizards in the yule ball and she was certain the dances and food would be different too.   but she couldn’t say no to him, if her going with him made him happy, for his sake she’d do it]    i’ll go.  but only for you..     and the food, maybe 

a suit?  [ humorously, sansa lifts her head from the  “daily prophet” a paper she never really read, only found some amusement in watching the moving photos.  she thought of it for a moment, then she nods and rises to her feet, the paper was in her hands still, and a snicker falls— even as she made her way to his side] for what occasion?          龍 ༦    †    @evilworn

[ what sansa was expecting could never amount to that.   from his shoulders her hands raised to frame his face,  and her expression turned from soft sorrow to a mixture of fear and regret.   of course she had her own bloody hands, but it was a war and in the end, the dragon lords only retaliated out of defense.   Hogwarts however,   was on the innocent end.. and she knew enough about the death eaters to understand what they were capable of.  anyone that wasn’t them was the enemy..  ]   you don’t (have) to do it..      when is it meant to happen?     you can still escape,  gather your things and leave— i know a few that could smuggle you out          †        @evilworn 

@evilworn         †      i wasn’t wrong all those years ago and i’m not wrong now.   bad actions doesn’t equate to a bad person.   if it did.. i doubt i’d be considered a hero in my own realm..     you may not be good,  in your own little head.          but you’re not bad either.    far from it, in fact 

@evilworn       †         this world will wither you, draco..      if you don’t do something about it.   ..   what do you think about when you can’t sleep?    

a bit of both,  really.      [ after a minute, she pulls away and draws her hands to squeeze his shoulders.  auburn brows furrowing while her eyes searched his face.  it only brought a sad image.  she’d brush back his closer to white bangs, smiling just a bit more sadly    ]          you haven’t been sleeping,  have  you..                †    @evilworn