rosln

[rosln]

——    but   had  she   then   grown   taller   since   her   malady  ?   shrinking   from   my   touch  ,   she   let   fall   from   her   head  ,   unloosened  ,   the   ghastly   cerements   which   had   confined   it  ,   and   there   streamed   forth  ,   into   the   rushing   atmosphere   of   the   chamber  ,   huge   masses   of   long   and   dishevelled   hair  ;   𝔦𝔱   𝔴𝔞𝔰   𝔟𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔯   𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫   𝔱𝔥𝔢   𝔯𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔫   𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰   𝔬𝔣   𝔱𝔥𝔢   𝔪𝔦𝔡𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱  !!   and   now   slowly   opened   the   eyes   of   the   figure   which   stood   before   me  .     “    𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎   𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗  ,   𝚊𝚝   𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝  ,    ”     i   shrieked   aloud  ,     “    can   i   never   —   can   i   never   be   mistaken   —   these   are   the   full  ,   and   the   black  ,   and   the   wild   eyes   —   of   my   lost love   —   of   the   lady   —   of   the   lady  ligeia  !!    ”

druin  .   indie  original  canon  interpretation  of  poe’s  ligeia  .   written  by  annie  .

[rosln]

     𝚈𝙾𝚄  𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙽𝙾𝚃  𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙲𝙴𝙸𝚅𝙴  𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃  𝙰  𝙳𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙼  𝚂𝙷𝙴  𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙳  .

                                 stlucy  .   indie  lucy  westenra  of  dracula  canon  .   bitten  by  annie  .

[rosln]

PLOTTING  CALL  !!   i  can’t  believe  it’s  been  like  a  whole  day  here  and  i  haven’t  posted  one  of  these  .   like  to  be  attacked  in  your  ims  <3

[rosln]

ros :  bards  are  all  liars  ,   they  peddle  their  silly  songs  and  ignore  the  truth  in  things also  ros  ,   quietly  as  she  makes  dinner :   the  fishmONGER’S  DAUGHTER  ,   BA  ,   BA

[rosln]

ˋ  ◞     *    @nrthwild​​​  .     𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜  .              ⤷    𝑖𝑛   𝘩𝑖𝑠   𝑜𝑤𝑛   𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑦  ,   𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡𝘩   𝑐𝑎𝑛   𝑏𝑒   𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑  .

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘  𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄  𝐀  𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐄  𝐎𝐅  𝐀  𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍  .   no  amount  of  honest  understanding  can  help  her  cope  ,   no  prayers  to  the  crone  can  give  her  wisdom  as  to  why  .   the  petty  squabbles  of  men  at  warm  compelled  her  to  marry  ,   as  it  soon  drove  her  to  being  a  widow  .   she  sits  ,   sullen  in  front  of  tormund  .   she  torn  from  her  son  and  he  from  his  daughters  .

“    𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝  𝚒𝚜  𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝  𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜  𝚖𝚎  .    ”    she  whispers  ,   reaching  out  in  a  way  that  would  have  made  her  so  scared  not  too  long  ago  .   roslin  puts  her  hand  on  his  knee  .    “    how  painfully  ,   beautifully  kind  it  can  seem  .    ”

[rosln]

ˋ  ◞     *    @vischka​  .     𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜  .               ⤷    𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑   𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙   𝑔𝑒𝑡   𝑦𝑜𝑢   𝑖𝑓   𝑡𝘩𝑒   𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒   𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡  .

𝐌𝐄𝐍  𝐃𝐄𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐄  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓  𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒  𝐓𝐎  𝐃𝐈𝐄  ,   with  all  their  knowledge  of  the  subject  amounting  to  hearsay  and  conjecture  .   like  boys  ,   they  squabble  .   fire  or  ice  ?   drowning  or  falling  ?   what  will  hurt  worse  ,   which  is  more  honourable  ?   who  would  be  more  dead  ?    viy  reminds  her  of  these  petty  arguments  ,   reminds  her  of  uncles  and  unwelcome  friends  of  her  father  .

“    𝚊𝚗𝚍  𝚢𝚘𝚞  𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕  𝚋𝚎  𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎  𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗  𝚒𝚝  𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜  ,   𝚒𝚜  𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝  𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝  𝚝𝚘  𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚎  ?    ”    she  does  not  smile  ,   nor  does  she  look  steely - cold  .   no  ,   it’s  only  bland  frost  in  her  eyes  .   to  anger  him  is  to  invite  whatever  demise  he  could  threaten  early  .    “    tsar  of  death  ,   have  you  earned  your  name  ?    ”

[rosln]

The Last Unicorn (1982) starters.

❛  I dislike the feel of these woods.  ❜

❛  Unicorns? I thought they only existed in fairytales.  ❜

❛  This is a forest like any other. Isn’t it ?  ❜

❛  Let’s turn around. Hunt somewhere else.  ❜

❛  This is no world for you.  ❜

❛  Good luck to you, for you are the last.  ❜

❛  What do men know ?  ❜

❛  We are as old as the sky, old as the moon.  ❜

❛  We can be hunted, we can be trapped, we can even be killed but we do not vanish !  ❜

❛  Have you traveled very far ?  ❜

❛  Be a little respectful, do you know who I am ?  ❜

❛  Your name is a golden bell, hung in my heart.  ❜

❛  I would break my body to pieces to call you once by your name.  ❜

❛  In all your wanderings, have you seen others like me ?  ❜

❛  Have you seen the others? Where have they gone? Tell me which way I must go to find them.  ❜

❛  No, no, listen ! Don’t listen to me, listen !  ❜

❛  You can find the others if you are brave.  ❜

❛  What if they’re waiting for me ? In need of my help ?  ❜

❛  Well hello there little one !  ❜

❛  And just who might you belong to ? a pretty little thing like you ?  ❜

❛  In my heart I carry such a heavy load.  ❜

❛  And here I thought I’d seen the last of them !  ❜

❛  I know you. If I were blind I would know what you are.  ❜

❛  You wouldn’t have heard of me.  ❜

❛  It’s not much of a job for a real magician, but I’ve had worse.  ❜

❛  You’re mine. If you kill me, you’re still mine.  ❜

❛  Your death sits in that cage and she hears you.  ❜

❛  She’ll kill me one day or another, but she will remember forever that I caught her, that I held her prisoner. So there’s my immortality.  ❜

❛  You were out on the road hunting for your own death !  ❜

❛  He’ll not have you ! You belong to me.  ❜

❛  We are two sides of the same magic.  ❜

❛  You are safer here. You should thank me for protecting you.  ❜

❛  There has never been a spell on me before.  ❜

❛  It’s a very rare person who is taken for what he truly is.  ❜

❛  Will you help me ?  ❜

❛  You’re my last chance.  ❜

❛  Can you truly set me free ?  ❜

❛  I asked him a riddle and it always takes that lout all night to solve riddles.  ❜

❛  the spell was wrong but there was true magic in it ! try again.  ❜

❛  My dear you deserve the services of a great wizard but I’m afraid you’ll have to be glad of the aide of a second rate pickpocket.  ❜

❛  Okay, (name), I give up. Why is a raven like a writing desk ?  ❜

❛  She’ll kill you if you set her free !  ❜

❛  Don’t look back, and don’t run.  ❜

❛  You must never run from anything immortal, it attracts their attention.  ❜

❛  She chose her death long ago. It was the fate she wanted.  ❜

❛  You have no regrets as I do ?  ❜

❛  I’ve never seen anyone like you. Not while I was awake, anyway.  ❜

❛  I’m going where they are, to learn whatever they know.  ❜

❛  Take me with you ! for luck, for laughs, for the unknown.  ❜

❛  You could never have granted my true wish.  ❜

❛  I cannot turn you into something you are not.  ❜

❛  Hide yourself ! We’ll find each other later.  ❜

❛  Mind your heads now, it’s raining ninnies !  ❜

❛  Put me down you fool !  ❜

❛  I don’t like the look of him.  ❜

❛  That’s only (name)’s way, but she has a good heart.  ❜

❛  This is not happening.  ❜

❛  We’ll both be gentlemen of leisure in a months time.  ❜

❛  Oh, I love you.  ❜

❛  She shall never have you !  ❜

❛  We will perish together.  ❜

❛  Did you see me ? Were you watching ?  ❜

❛  Did you see what I made ?  ❜

❛  It’s gone now, but I had it !  ❜

❛  Where have you been ? Where have you been ! ?  ❜

❛  Where were you when I was new ?  ❜

❛  How dare you come to me now when I am this !  ❜

❛  It’s alright, I forgive you.  ❜

❛  You can’t come with us ! we’re on a quest !  ❜

❛  Well, you’re going the wrong way.  ❜

❛  You have all the power you need if you dare to look for it.  ❜

❛  What have you done ! ?  ❜

❛  The power will come to me whenever I need it, and one day! One day it will come to me when I call !  ❜

❛  You are an idiot !  ❜

❛  Don’t ! Don’t you hurt yourself !  ❜

❛  I can feel this body dying all around me !  ❜

❛  You are losing my interest, and that is very dangerous.  ❜

❛  I will keep nothing near me that does not make me happy.  ❜

❛  How would you know ?  ❜

❛  Well, just look at you !  ❜

❛  Come on, I’ll write you a reference.  ❜

❛  You have let your doom in by the front door !  ❜

❛  What are you looking at ?  ❜

❛  What is the matter with your eyes ?  ❜

❛  You may come and go as you please.  ❜

❛  My secrets guard themselves, may yours do the same.  ❜

❛  Please, let me help you. What can I do for you ?  ❜

❛  And then she looked at me and I was sorry I had killed the thing.  ❜

❛  For her sake I’ve become a hero but my great deeds mean nothing to her !  ❜

❛  I wish to be whatever she has most need of.  ❜

❛  You are cruel to him.  ❜

❛  He only wishes you to think of him.  ❜

❛  Who am I ? Why am I here ?  ❜

❛  I knew a moment ago, but I have forgotten.  ❜

❛  I was innocent and wise and full of pain.  ❜

❛  Now that I’m a woman, everything has changed.  ❜

❛  Why won’t you help me ? Why must you always speak in riddles ?  ❜

❛  I would tell you what you want to know if I could.  ❜

❛  I am always dreaming, even when I am awake. It is never finished.  ❜

❛  I would court you with more grace if I knew how.  ❜

❛  Drown out my dreams. Keep me from remembering whatever wants me to remember it.  ❜

❛  Words are always getting in my way.  ❜

❛  That’s all I have to tell you. That’s all I’ve got to say.  ❜

❛  I’m not a man of poetry. Music isn’t one with me.  ❜

❛  As if I didn’t have enough troubles.  ❜

❛  Well of course you’re of noble birth, anyone could see that.  ❜

❛  Love is slowing you down, my lady.  ❜

❛  It was pleasant enough at first, but it died quickly.  ❜

❛  There is nothing of yours that I desire.  ❜

❛  There is no movement of yours that has not betrayed you.  ❜

❛  I like to watch them. They fill me with joy.  ❜

❛  The first time I felt it, I thought I was going to die.  ❜

❛  Do you dare still pretend to be human ?  ❜

❛  It makes no difference. The end will be the same. I can wait.  ❜

❛  Shut up you pretentious kneecap !  ❜

❛  How would you like a punch in the eye ?  ❜

❛  It’s so nice to have someone to play with.  ❜

❛  Try me tomorrow. Maybe I’ll tell you tomorrow.  ❜

❛  Give it to me if you don’t want it but don’t throw it away !  ❜

❛  Give me the wine !  ❜

❛  You would have gone without me ?  ❜

❛  No name you could give her would surprise or frighten me.  ❜

❛  I love whom I love.  ❜

❛  I will go no further.  ❜

❛  Everything dies. I want to die when you die.  ❜

❛  Yes, that is my wish.  ❜

❛  I am a hero, and heroes know that things must happen when it is time for them to happen.  ❜

❛  A quest may not simply be abandoned.  ❜

❛  A happy ending cannot come in the middle of the story.  ❜

❛  What if there isn’t a happy ending at all ?  ❜

❛  There are no happy endings, because nothing ends.  ❜

❛  Do something ! You have the power ! I will kill you if you don’t do something !  ❜

❛  That’s what heroes are for.  ❜

❛  I’ve never had any friends before.  ❜

❛  Men don’t always know when they’re happy.  ❜

❛  I’m sorry. I have done you evil and I cannot undo it.  ❜

❛  No sorrow will live in me as long as that joy.  ❜

[rosln]

𝐋𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀

          ‘  𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍  𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒,  ’      lady mormont chimes, something cunning persisting in her voice amongst the toughness of her command.     lady roslin will have to learn someday…   after all, what use is a woman on bear island if she cannot defend herself?   growing up on those morals has stuck for eternity.     ‘  that is EXACTLY what we are built for.   break the eye contact of two men and they’ll calm down and walk away   —  ’     a   tsk!   and she continues     ‘  —   but a woman has better instinct to know her opponent will not surrender lightly.   we keep fighting.  ’

          her palm reaches the pommel of her sword, tapping lightly in relief.      ‘  but a bow is better than no weapon at all…  ’       dark eyes glaze over her guest in favour of the rack beside them, an eyebrow and nod gesturing to their target.      ‘  take that one.   THERE.  ’

𝐒𝐇𝐄  𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐒  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐔𝐑𝐆𝐄  𝐓𝐎  𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐊  𝐎𝐑  𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇  ,   as  bear  island  women  often  see  a  frey’s  ignorance  to  their  time - honoured  traditions  as  rude  .   roslin  reminds  herself  they  have  survived  for  longer  than  most  on  their  own  ,   her  lack  of  understanding  does  not  a  liar  out  of  lyanna  make  . 

“    𝚒  𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎  𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛  𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍  𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎  𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚜  𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑  𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐  𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜  .    ”    she  confesses  ,   though  not  altogether  opposed  to  the  idea  of  keeping  them  in  the  first  place  .   roslin  has  thought  similar  things  of  a  distasteful  nature  in  regards  to  the  men  of  her  family  .   simpering  bullies  ,   the  lot  of  them  .   but  her  cheeks  redden  with  secondhand  embarrassment  at  such  a  brash  admission  .   she  looks  to  the  bow  that  lyanna  gestures  to  and  demurely  slinks  towards  it  .

“    how  does  one  know  the  correct  length  ,   some  are  taller  than  myself  !!    ”   and  for  all  her  curmudgeonly  resistance  to  fighting  ,   ingrained  in  her  through  many  years  of  playing  doormat  ,   roslin  sounds  delighted  at  the  prospect  of  holding  something  so  beautiful  .   she  takes  the  one  her  friend  has  decided  on  easily  .    “    i  am  at  a  loss  .    ”

[rosln]

ˋ  ◞     *    @lvanna​  .     𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚍  𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛  .

“    𝚒  𝚍𝚘  𝚗𝚘𝚝  𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠  𝚒𝚏  𝚒  𝚊𝚖  𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍  𝚏𝚘𝚛  𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚢  𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎  𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜  𝚒𝚗  𝚊  𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝  .    ”    roslin  smiles  like  weak  tea  ,   blandly  accepting  her  own  inadequacies  that  keep  her  from  landing  any  blows  .   her  fear  of  hurting  such  a  new  and  wonderful  friend  is  nevertheless  a  real  worry  in  the  back  of  her  mind  ,   silly  though  it  may  be  .   she  could  not  harm  lyanna  if  she  wanted  to  .

she  holds  the  dagger  as  she  has  been  instructed  ,   away  from  her  face  and  trying  not  to  choke  up  on  the  handle  .   but  then  she  lets  her  arm  fall  to  her  side  .    “    i  would  prefer  not  to  see  the  whites  of  my  enemy’s  eyes  ,   my  lady  .   perhaps  ---   no  ,   i  doubt  i  would  be  much  more  proficient  with  a  bow  .    ”

[rosln]

ˋ  ◞     *    @stilzchen​​​  .     𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜  .                ⤷    𝑚𝑒𝑛   𝑑𝑖𝑒  .   𝑖𝑡’𝑠   𝑝𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦   𝑤𝘩𝑎𝑡   𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑦’𝑟𝑒   𝑓𝑜𝑟  .

𝐀  𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄  𝐎𝐍  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐄  𝐅𝐎𝐑  𝐇𝐄𝐑  𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄  .   he  should  learn  to  diversify  his  cruelty  if  he’s  out  to  impress  ,   but  he  doubts  it  .   though  whether  he  will  invent  new  ,   horrible  things  to  say  or  ever  try  to  impress  her  ---   well  ,   roslin  does  not  know  .   as  it  stands  ,   his  statement  is  banal  enough  ,   though  the  sight  of  corpses  does  require  a  new  arrangement  of  the  face  .

she  ,   to  put  it  bluntly  ,   looks  horrified  .   but  she  does  not  cry  .   she  likes  to  think  she  hasn’t  the  faintest  idea  how  to  any  more  .   plus  it  stings  . 

“    𝚊𝚛𝚎  𝚢𝚘𝚞  𝚊  𝚖𝚊𝚗  ,   𝚒  𝚊𝚖  𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢  𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜  .    ”    she  asks  ,   no  threat  in  her  little  voice  but  no  safety  in  it  either  .     “    you  speak  as  if  you  exist  outside  ,   but  you  are  person - shaped  .   of  course  ,   looks  can  be  deceiving  .    ”

[rosln]

deathless ♚ sentence meme

You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.

You are going to break your promise. I understand.

You’re lonely too.

It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.

I am a demanding creature. I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable.

I am your servant.

I crawl at your feet; for before your love, your kisses, I am debased.

For you alone I will be weak.

I belong here, and you will not deny me.

I say these things, and the world listens.

I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried.

In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.

I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war stories.

I moved the earth and the water for you.

You will always run away with her.

You will always lose her.

You will always be a fool.

You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear.

You have already done all of this and will do it again.

No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.

We look terrible to you, and severe, and you see our blood flying.

What we carry between us is hard-won, and we made it just as we wished it to be, just the color, just the shape.

There need never be any rules between us.

Let us be greedy together; let us hoard.

Do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me.

I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I.

Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.

I can’t abide a poor liar.

You look like a winter’s night. I could sleep inside the cold of you.

Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.

Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.

Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.

In his own country, Death can be kind.

What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?

Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.

I am no one; I am nothing.

Nothing in me was not made by you.

A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.

Just tell yourself a story that’ll satisfy you and pretend he told it.

Forever isn’t bright; it isn’t like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.

I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.

If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife.

What did I do wrong? Was I boring? Did I ignore you?

Don’t you dare speak to me like that.

I have worn nothing but blood and death for years.

I have fought all your battles for you, just as you asked me.

I have learned not to cry when I strangle a man.

I have learned to watch everything die.

I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too.

Are we not devils?

No one is now what they were before the war.

I have not seen you without your skin on.

Close up your head; your brain is getting loose.

We obsess. It’s in our nature.

I’ve a devil of a habit for being right.

In war you must always choose sides.

If you try to be a bridge laid down between them, they will tear you in half.

We are all dead. All equal. Broken and aimless and believing we are alive.

My old bones will follow yours soon enough.

It is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair.

I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love.

After love, no one is what they were before.

I have survived, but I have not been spared.

In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you.

Frighten me, make me cry, only come back.

It’s not so bad, my darling. Being dead. It’s like being alive, only colder.

You’ll think it’s love, while he dines on your heart.

You will be so beautiful when you are old.

I cannot keep you and I cannot let you go.

You will live as you live in any world…with difficulty, and grief.

I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.

She said you’d come and I swore to eat your heart.

I still want to kiss you.

My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it.

What happens to anything beautiful?

I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not.

[rosln]

STARTER  CALL  because  i’m  new  in  town  and  at  least  for  roslin  ,    it  gets  worse  !!   hit  the  heart  for  me  to  chuck  something  cute  at  you  .

[rosln]

ˋ  ◞     *    @maidmay​  .     𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜  𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎  .                 ⤷    𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡𝘩   𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑡   𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑝   𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑒   𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒  .

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓  𝐎𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐌  ,   𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐍  𝐈𝐒  𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒  .   even  as  a  romance  novel  sits  pretty  on  her  knees  ,   she  cannot  deny  the  detachment  she  feels  towards  the  genre  .   or  to  marian  ,   who’s  heart - wrenching  loyalty  to  a  thief  would  confuse  the  girl  if  she  had  not  personally  laid  eyes  on  him  .   but  even  as  it  stands  ,   she  thinks  that  death  is  perhaps  the  best  way  to  end  true  love  .

“    𝚒𝚝  𝚒𝚜  𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎  𝚝𝚘  𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛  𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛  .    ”    she  admits  ,    “   let  alone  whether  romantic  entanglements  will  persist  beyond  it  .   perhaps  my  reluctance  is  due  to  the  fact  that  i  maintain  no  such  allegiances  .  thankfully  ,   i  am  evaded  by  true  love  .   though  i  am  not  so  embittered  by  that  fact  as  to  think  i  am  the  lucky  one  between  the  two  of  us  .    ”    roslin  smiles  softly  ,   returning  to  her  book  .    “    for  you  ,   my  lady  ,   i  hope  that  love  is  everlasting  ---   in  heaven  as  it  is  on  earth  .    ”

[rosln]

PLOTTING  CALL  !!   i  can’t  believe  it’s  been  like  a  whole  day  here  and  i  haven’t  posted  one  of  these  .   like  to  be  attacked  in  your  ims  <3

[rosln]

𝐖𝐔𝐋𝐕𝐍

                        PERHAPS HE      had   believed   winning   a    war   to   be   the   hard   part  ,     the   battles   done   and   home   to   beckon  ;      shouldn’t   peace   be   a   break  ?      yet  ,     the   wolf - king   learns   daily   that   this   peacetime   comes   with   it’s   own   challenges  ,     and   attentions   demanded  ,     and   to   rule   is   a   matter   of   great   weight  .           ( SO GREAT PERHAPS HE FEARS DROWNING , PERHAPS HE WORRIES HE COULD NEVER TRULY HOLD IT ; IS THIS THE COST HE PAID ? )              he   does   not   know   when   he   began   to   feel   so   aged  .

                       her   presence   seems   already   a   reprieve  ,      this   tentative   friendship   still   a   matter   he   fears   crumbling   ‘neath   his   fingers   should   he   cling   too   hard  .       they   both   had   matters   thrust   upon   them  ,     both   finding   themselves   within   a   world   they   did   not   choose  .       he   only   hopes   he   can   be   some   comfort  ,       rather   than   the   regret   he   fears   he   might   become   to   her   if   he   is   not   careful  .                   ❝   no   affair   of   state   could   be   more   important  ,      my   queen  ,      than   seeing   to   your   comfort  .  ❞

                      sit   he   does  ,       by   her   side   under   the   tree  .       THE SACRED GROVE HAS EVER BEEN HIS COMFORT , AS HIS FATHERS , AND FATHER’S FATHER BEFORE ; A HOME FOR HIS PEOPLE .       strange   perhaps  ,      to   find   a   southron   queen   here  .                  ❝   i   did   not   mean   to   disturb   your   book   .  ❞    

𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐘  𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄  𝐀𝐓  𝐇𝐄𝐑  𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊  ,   roslin  watches  him  shape  shift  from  capable  king  to  tired  man  .   she  is  observant  ,   watching  him  carefully  as  he  comes  nearer  still  .   she  isn’t  so  afraid  any  more  ,   not  anticipating  a  faceful  of  claws  or  teeth  should  she  say  the  wrong  thing  .

“    𝚑𝚘𝚠  𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍  𝚘𝚏  𝚢𝚘𝚞  𝚝𝚘  𝚍𝚘𝚝𝚎  𝚘𝚗  𝚖𝚎  ,    ”    she  smiles  at  him  ,   setting  her  things  aside  and  giving  her  hands  up  to  idleness  .   roslin  breaks  the  touch  barrier  ,   reaching  out  to  entwine  her  fingers  with  his  .   she  cannot  help  but  think  she  owes  him  an  apology  for  being  so  skittish  before  the  first  war  was  won  .   now  ,   there  is  a  second  and  he  will  need  the  support  .    “    you  have  disturbed  nothing  .   i  had  hoped  for  a  bit  of  company  .    ”

and  though  her  head  screams  at  her  to  ask  about  his  important  work  ,   to  assure  him  she  does  pay  attention  when  staring  solemnly  ahead  at  meetings  ,   roslin  finds  a  more  innocuous  question  playing  in  her  mind  .     “    do  you  like  to  read  very  much  ?   it  has  been  an  adored  hobby  of  mine  since  i  was  small  .    ”

[rosln]

ˋ  ◞     *    @songster​  .     𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜  𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎  .                 ⤷    𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒  .   𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒   𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦   𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔   𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡   𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒                          𝑛𝑜   𝑜𝑛𝑒   𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟   𝘩𝑎𝑠 .

𝐒𝐇𝐄  𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐒  𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐌𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓  ,   having  pulled  a  sort - of  confession  from  him  .   roslin’s  pleased  ,   pretty  smile  tugs  at  her  mouth  and  she  puts  her  hands  on  her  hips  .

bardsong  is  as  truthful  as  birdsong  ,   it  would  be  impossible  for  any  one  of  you  to  pen  something  that  provides  an  accurate  account  of  the  circumstances  they  claim !!   and  here  jaskier  is  ,   bold  as  a  brass  monkey  in  proving  her  correct  .   roslin  could  laugh  .

“    𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎  𝚒  𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔  𝚘𝚏  𝚒𝚝  ,   𝚝𝚑����  𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜  𝚒  𝚊𝚖  𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝  𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑  𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑  𝚊𝚗  𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛  .    ”    she  admits  ,   her  arms  falling  to  her  sides  .   but  she  shrugs  ,   sitting  down  again  now  that  she  has  fetched  a  weathered  journal  from  her  bag  .     “    very  well  ,   i  shall  not  sneer  at  your  good  work  if  you  do  not  at  mine  .   but  be  warned  ,   i  deal  exclusively  in  truth - telling  .   that  is  the  foundation  of  all  shared  knowledge  .    ”

[rosln]

ˋ  ◞     *    @volatilejaws​ .     𝚙𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚢  .                 ⤷    𝑖   𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙   𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑔   𝑠𝑜   𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑙𝑦  .

𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃  𝐀𝐑𝐄  𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘  𝐖𝐇𝐎  𝐃𝐎  𝐍𝐎𝐓  𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐄  𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌  𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄'𝐒  𝐌𝐀𝐖  𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐘  𝐍𝐔𝐌𝐁  .   roslin  nods  along  to  paul’s  uncharacteristically  quiet  admission  ,   functioning  like  an  apology  for  snapping  at  the  girl  .   she  side - steps  the  urge  to  tell  him  that  she  has  four  older  brothers  and  despite  their  foul  moods  ---   only  one  was  unpleasant  enough  to  earn  the  nickname  angry  .

but  to  inform  him  that  she  has  seen  worse  sounds  like  anti - comfort  .   it  sounds  like  more  pain  for  him  to  endure  on  her  behalf  .   she  does  not  know  him  well  to  touch  him  and  is  too  skittish  to  dare  ,   but  roslin  feels  wrong  saying  nothing  .

“    𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝  𝚊𝚛𝚎  𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢  𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎  𝚘𝚏  𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐  𝚘𝚗𝚎  𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐  𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢  𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕  .    ”    she  informs  him  ,   though  unsure  about  what  her  dominant  emotion  would  be  .   likely  fear  .   or  ,   she  considers  ,   wonder  .    “    and  in  order  to  best  celebrate  that  ,   you  must  first  learn  to  forgive  yourself  for  it  .   it  is  not  a  bad  thing  .    ”