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mini hiatus notice!

so, plot twist. the plot twist is that i’m a lazy fuck and won’t be able to be on tonight before work. i work the next four nights in a row, and since i work 12 hr shifts (7pm-7am though it’s more like 6:30pm-8am most days lmao) i’m sleeping when i’m not at work. so i won’t be on to write until sometime friday most likely! however, i will still be checking in, so feel free to im me or come to me on discord! let’s chat & plot & get to know each other because ily all. 

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in case anyone wants to know what i do when i meet new people: i’ve found out that @zcldrizes is from australia so i’m pestering her as much as i possibly can before she realizes it’s not worth it to be my friend

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                     we are puppets dancing on the strings of those who came before us.            ft. arthur dayne, mance rayder, aegon i targaryen, dacey mormont & more. by vic.

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                     we are puppets dancing on the strings of those who came before us.            ft. arthur dayne, mance rayder, aegon i targaryen, dacey mormont & more. by vic.

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𝐒 𝐓 𝐑 𝐄 𝐆 𝐎 𝐍 𝐈    𝐁 𝐄 𝐍 𝐄 𝐅 𝐈 𝐂 𝐈

                                                            carlisle  cullen  .  loved  by  holly  .  

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❝ i’m glad you’re not dead. ❞

meme || accepting || @zcldrizes.

          smoke still rises from the vast pyres outside the walls. winterfell had always been permeated with grey, with the grim haze of perpetual winter, but this day is heavier, darker. the losses sustained had been vast:  the dragon queen’s army, the northron army, those seeking solace in the crypts -- the army of the dead had only grown as the living army was depleted. all had seemed lost. brienne herself, in the end, had only been swinging her sword madly, blind from the blood in her eyes, screaming madly in the face of her impending demise.          she had accepted death long ago. and yet the gods had seen fit, once again, to spare her ------ if the gods truly have any say in the matter.          ‘ and we are all glad that you are alive as well, your grace. ‘          this battle had cost daenerys much and more, and the maid of tarth is not well-suited to comforting words. instead she remains stoic. broad hands clasped at her waist, chest aching under creaking ribs and spreading bruises. that amethyst gaze seeming to scorch her under its regal weight.          brienne’s face softens. she would reach out -- but her gloved hands are not delicate and the dragon queen looks as though she might shatter.          ‘ i am ------ sorry, my queen. ‘

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good god setting up a multi is a lot of work. 

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✯ A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE SENTENCES / PART SIX

↪ A list of SENTENCES from George R. R. Martin’s novel A Clash of Kings, to be used and changed however you see fit. possible trigger WARNINGS for violent and sexual content, profanity, and alcohol.

↪ All parts can be found here.

❝ it is ill to keep a lady waiting. ❞ ❝ under the sea, the birds have scales for feathers. ❞ ❝ this is early to come calling, scarce past dawn. you should be snug in your bed. ❞ ❝ i had bad dreams about the dragons. they were coming to eat me.❞ ❝ so you see, there is nothing to fear. ❞ ❝ if the gods are good, they will grant us a warm autumn and bountiful harvests, so we might prepare for the winter to come. ❞ ❝ it is always summer under the sea. ❞ ❝ i’ll see to your breakfast now. ❞ ❝ they are clever, these birds. ❞ ❝ i should have been told. i should have been woken. ❞ ❝ i have climbed these steps so often i know each one by name. ❞ ❝ look at me! ❞ ❝ in the end words are just wind. ❞ ❝ you could bring him no hope? ❞ ❝ what am i to tell them? what must i do now? ❞ ❝ it’s swords i need, not blessings. ❞ ❝ the night is dark and full of terrors. ❞ ❝ only children fear the dark. ❞ ❝ i need no crown but truth. ❞ ❝ you are too ill and too confused to be of use to me, old man. ❞ ❝ i will not have you kill yourself in my service. ❞ ❝ i fear the bottom of the sea. ❞ ❝ where’d you get a blade like that? ❞ ❝ go on, take it off him, i dare you. ❞ ❝ hey, you gimme that sword. you don’t know how to use it. ❞ ❝ might be i got your attention now. ❞ ❝ hitting them won’t bring him back. ❞ ❝ someone should kill him! ❞ ❝ you look very lovely today, my lady. ❞ ❝ who do you think will win the day’s honors? ❞ ❝ did you hear? i’m to ride in the tourney today. ❞ ❝ did i tell you, i intend to challenge him to single combat. ❞ ❝ i lose! fetch me some wine. ❞ ❝ what a man sows on his name day, he reaps throughout the year. ❞ ❝ don’t be childish. ❞ ❝ we’re children. we’re supposed to be childish. ❞ ❝ i’m glad you’re not dead. ❞ ❝ my lady, i am sorry for your losses. truly, the gods are cruel. ❞ ❝ all sorts of people are calling themselves kings these days. ❞ ❝ i’d guard that tongue of yours, little man. ❞ ❝ what are you doing here? ❞ ❝ it would seem that a welcome is in order. ❞ ❝ a man after my own heart. ❞ ❝ please, do let me be of service, in whatever small way i can. ❞ ❝ how i have yearned for the sound of your sweet voice. ❞ ❝ give me your support and i promise you, we will have ____ freed and returned  to us unharmed. ❞ ❝ you have always been cunning. ❞ ❝ you will share all your plans and intentions with me before you act, and you will do nothing without my consent. do you understand? ❞ ❝ you should have been at the feast. there has never been a boar so delicious. they cooked it with mushrooms and apples, and it tasted like triumph. ❞ ❝ i hope he doesn’t kill anyone important. ❞ ❝ need an escort? the talk is, the streets are dangerous. ❞ ❝ i’m terrified of my enemies, so i kill them all. ❞ ❝ lawless men are everywhere in this dark time, oh, yes. men with cold steel and colder hearts. ❞ ❝ did you miss me? ❞ ❝ you’ll think of me every time you go to bed. then you’ll get hard and you’ll have no one to help you and you’ll never be able to sleep unless you … ❞ ❝ be quiet and kiss me. ❞

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✯ A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE SENTENCES / PART SIX

↪ A list of SENTENCES from George R. R. Martin’s novel A Clash of Kings, to be used and changed however you see fit. possible trigger WARNINGS for violent and sexual content, profanity, and alcohol.

↪ All parts can be found here.

❝ it is ill to keep a lady waiting. ❞ ❝ under the sea, the birds have scales for feathers. ❞ ❝ this is early to come calling, scarce past dawn. you should be snug in your bed. ❞ ❝ i had bad dreams about the dragons. they were coming to eat me.❞ ❝ so you see, there is nothing to fear. ❞ ❝ if the gods are good, they will grant us a warm autumn and bountiful harvests, so we might prepare for the winter to come. ❞ ❝ it is always summer under the sea. ❞ ❝ i’ll see to your breakfast now. ❞ ❝ they are clever, these birds. ❞ ❝ i should have been told. i should have been woken. ❞ ❝ i have climbed these steps so often i know each one by name. ❞ ❝ look at me! ❞ ❝ in the end words are just wind. ❞ ❝ you could bring him no hope? ❞ ❝ what am i to tell them? what must i do now? ❞ ❝ it’s swords i need, not blessings. ❞ ❝ the night is dark and full of terrors. ❞ ❝ only children fear the dark. ❞ ❝ i need no crown but truth. ❞ ❝ you are too ill and too confused to be of use to me, old man. ❞ ❝ i will not have you kill yourself in my service. ❞ ❝ i fear the bottom of the sea. ❞ ❝ where’d you get a blade like that? ❞ ❝ go on, take it off him, i dare you. ❞ ❝ hey, you gimme that sword. you don’t know how to use it. ❞ ❝ might be i got your attention now. ❞ ❝ hitting them won’t bring him back. ❞ ❝ someone should kill him! ❞ ❝ you look very lovely today, my lady. ❞ ❝ who do you think will win the day’s honors? ❞ ❝ did you hear? i’m to ride in the tourney today. ❞ ❝ did i tell you, i intend to challenge him to single combat. ❞ ❝ i lose! fetch me some wine. ❞ ❝ what a man sows on his name day, he reaps throughout the year. ❞ ❝ don’t be childish. ❞ ❝ we’re children. we’re supposed to be childish. ❞ ❝ i’m glad you’re not dead. ❞ ❝ my lady, i am sorry for your losses. truly, the gods are cruel. ❞ ❝ all sorts of people are calling themselves kings these days. ❞ ❝ i’d guard that tongue of yours, little man. ❞ ❝ what are you doing here? ❞ ❝ it would seem that a welcome is in order. ❞ ❝ a man after my own heart. ❞ ❝ please, do let me be of service, in whatever small way i can. ❞ ❝ how i have yearned for the sound of your sweet voice. ❞ ❝ give me your support and i promise you, we will have ____ freed and returned  to us unharmed. ❞ ❝ you have always been cunning. ❞ ❝ you will share all your plans and intentions with me before you act, and you will do nothing without my consent. do you understand? ❞ ❝ you should have been at the feast. there has never been a boar so delicious. they cooked it with mushrooms and apples, and it tasted like triumph. ❞ ❝ i hope he doesn’t kill anyone important. ❞ ❝ need an escort? the talk is, the streets are dangerous. ❞ ❝ i’m terrified of my enemies, so i kill them all. ❞ ❝ lawless men are everywhere in this dark time, oh, yes. men with cold steel and colder hearts. ❞ ❝ did you miss me? ❞ ❝ you’ll think of me every time you go to bed. then you’ll get hard and you’ll have no one to help you and you’ll never be able to sleep unless you … ❞ ❝ be quiet and kiss me. ❞

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killedinstead‌ || priestess. 

        While she did not step closer, she did not cower in fear either. Green hues flicker to the blade and back to the woman holding it. “Please.” Her tone was calm, gentle even. “I don’t mean any harm.” She was unarmed, save the small blade on her thigh hidden between the folds of her gown. “I assure you there is no need for weapons.” She motioned to the blade with a tilt of her head. 

          ‘ i shall not lower my sword, witch. ‘ voice a snarl, she does not waver; the darkling blade steady in outstretched hands. naive though she may once have been, brienne the beauty has shrugged aside the follies of her youth, wearing instead the shield of mistrust and anger. ‘ not until you answer my question. what is your business with me? ‘ 

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when I can do no more, then i will stop. ~ from arya !

meme // accepting // @murios

          both of them have aspirations – but they are not the aspirations of most in westeros. they have no dreams of sitting on the iron throne, of ruling the people, of hosting parties of lords and ladies wearing their fine silks and rich furs. their dreams are far bloodier. they dream of justice. life for life. suffering in payment for suffering. and though lady arya is so very young, brienne cannot help but see the cold determination in those dark, northron eyes – a determination which the maid of tarth would never attempt to deny.          ‘ i would caution you of the danger, my lady, but i suppose you know much of danger already. ‘ 

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Jaime & Brienne: Hands

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zcldrizes‌ || queen daenerys.

THE LAUGH THAT FOLLOWS IS SOFT, BUT SINCERE, even as her hands tighten against the hilt of the training sword, gaze flickering over to the source of that tone. A step back steadies her balance, retracting that slight weight of the weapon to her side; small in stature, she is, and smaller still is her sword, but it’ll suffice for purpose and purpose alone.

“I have a good teacher.”

Words spoken in good humour, as amethyst hues fill with mirth, a smile curving her lips as her chest rises and falls in content. Momentary silence segues into content settlement, before her head shakes with another small smile.

“I… would very much worry for Podrick’s safety. I worry I’ll accidentally throw the sword at him.”

          ‘ the teacher is only as competent as the student, your grace. ‘            she schools her expression into neutrality after a moment of surprise at the compliment; every time the dragon queen speaks kindly to her, brienne feels that momentary shock -- such kindness coming from the mouth of this ethereal beauty, this mother of dragons, who could scorch kingdoms to ash without need of a sword ... it will never cease to amaze the brutish woman who plays at being a knight.           ‘ podrick is rather capable, my queen. i think he would find himself able to avoid thrown blades. ‘           a pause. a small smile, hesitant but true. after these months she feels comfortable with a light tease -- light and nothing more.            ‘ and he has a very level temper. ‘

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just watched the gay of thrones episode about the finale and honestly I’m sadder about that ending than the actual show

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arcusignis‌ || ygritte. 

THE  LADY  KNIGHT’S  ARMOR  was a curious thing ,  glinting  ‘neath the winter sun like a sliver of the  MOON .  Yet to the spearwife it appeared to be quite  cumbersome .   After all ,  she fought all her battles in naught but her  FURS .  And those furs were far from  impenetrable .   A phantom  PAIN ,  akin to fiery tendrils ,   blossomed  in her breast as fingers faintly  GRAZED  the place where an arrow once took  root  betwixt her ribs .  Perhaps armor was well worth its rather  BURDENSOME  weight .              Her pale eyes  keenly  followed the whetstone’s movements ‘pon the blade .  The ministrations proving to be  HYPNOTIC .  That was until the woman spoke ,  seamlessly  shattering  that brief spell of  REVERIE  as a sudden gust of chilled air caused her to draw her crossed arms  tighter  across her chest .   WISPED  clouds spilled from her lips as she spoke , ❝  ——  We  Free Folk  tend t’ look for t’ the  SIGNS  nature provides us .  A deer’s ‘ide will  lighten  come spring .  An’ yet ,  e’ery deer ‘ve snagged thus far …   ALL  their pelts was  grey .  I fear this winter b’ anot’er  LONG  NIGHT  o’ lore .  ❞

          for a moment the movement stops, whetstone gleaming against the dark and spell-sung metal of valyrian steel. a moment of chagrin; she and these wildlings are not very different. crude and tiresome they may be, but they value strength and skill, and carry no illusions of the superiority of needlework over swordcraft. perhaps in some past life she was meant to be born beyond the wall. alas, she does not have the spare time to contemplate such ideas. but her mall smile is one of reparation.           ‘ free folk -- i do apologize. i am still becoming accustomed to the way the northron people speak. i fear that this winter will prove unforgiving to me. and if it is another long night, as you predict, i may not live to the other side. i am but a southron citizen playing at living in a land i do not know. ‘

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honeyglaze‌ || queen lyanna stark.

‘  WILL YOU GRANT YOUR QUEEN A FAVOR?  ’     frosted blues lower, fixed upon bloodied cloth cradled against her palm, evidence of husband’s true nature – promised to be tossed upon the flame… head turns, sad and wistful smile touching the soft of her lips, wishing to assure – to ease the frown etched upon beloved knight’s brow.    ‘  don’t fret – yes, i see the worry in your eyes. i’m fine, my sweet –  ’    freed fingers reach for tender cheek, caressing worry from brienne’s lips –    ‘  – and he’ll learn. a wolf will never be a pet.  ’    a glimmer of signature rebellion, of the iron beneath her beauty. no man had ever dared to lay a hand upon her – and even one named king would not go unscathed by lady wolf.

❛  ◞   A STARTER FOR LYANNA’S GF  /   ↺ @sapphireoath

          she is so small, seemingly so fragile, and yet brienne the beauty knows that this queen is not so easily damaged. but she cannot help herself; worry stitches her brows together, concern etched in deep lines across haggard face. don’t fret, her queen tells her ------ alas, the sole member of lyanna stark’s queensguard can do little else. that gentle touch soothes her. a thumb to swipe across brienne’s lip, and her eyes flutter closed, darkness blotting out the garish red of the blood which stains lyanna’s handkerchief.            ‘ yes, your grace. ‘ voice quiet, brienne opens her eyes, some fierce anger tempered and quiet behind cerulean gaze. 

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brienne of tarth

i am the only child the gods let him keep. the freakish one, not fit to be a son or daughter.