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#watcherandshield#❄ || ☾ .・゜・ ⁽ WHITE WALKER ? MORE LIKE SHITE TALKER / OOC. ₎#( you made my day omg )#( i'm sorry it took me so damn long to get to these )
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so guess what?
i only have four drafts.
#a raft fit for a queen [ ooc ]#and i have two in my queue so that was six all together#but like#i can totally finish them except i feel like every time i focus on forming one sentence i start nodding off#so i have no choice but to but to just- stop#so im gonna try and do some things for armistice or just- you know- sleep#but here are the people who i have#poisonoustouch#and#marblecarved#are in the queue#and in my drafts i have;#watcherandshield#normalwitch#witandwine#hopefulcovets#if i haven't responded to a thread and i forgot to draft it- let me know#this is the lowest cersei has ever been and the only reason its not at 0 is cause im too fucking exhausted#BUT thank you all for having so much patience with me- i someday hope to have the queue massively bulked- but im working toward it still#i love you my lovelies!
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She awoke to a small, dimly-lit room and for a horrifying moment, Margaery believed she was back in the Black Cells. A wail half-formed in her throat but it died before a sound could be made. It was too warm and too dry to be the dungeons Cersei had confined her to. She was lying on a bed, too, instead of a hard dirt floor and covered in soft furs in place of a thin, moth-eaten blanket.
Memories came to her then, of her escape and the road to Winterfell and the bandits falling upon her guard when they were weak yet so close to safety. And the cold. Always the cold. She looked around, a glint of gold on the table next to the bed catching her eye. The ring was bulky and ungainly but the rose carved into its face made it a priceless artifact. Grandmother had given it to her for safekeeping, as if she had known the misfortunes that would befall their family, and the last Margaery had seen it, she had lost it to the bandits who took her. surely they had not just returned it.
Movement near the door startled her and she sat up abruptly, pulling her knees to her chest as though it would offer some protection. The man’s face--no, the boy’s--was hard and solemn but not necessarily unkind. That gave her pause, calmed the smallest amount of her rising panic but did not erase it. “Where am I?” Her throat felt raw and dry so her came out rough and strained. “Wh-who are you?”
#[ i tried writing the moment she showed up at the wall#like 3 times#and it never came out right#so have her waking up confused and shit i guess ]#watcherandshield#watcherandspooked#v; frozen and uprooted#;threads
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“ i told ya’, ” the redhead speaks bluntly, taking a small bite out of the rabbit leg she’d just roasted over the open fire. the moon was full, high in the sky. “ he wouldn’ta ordered you to climb the wall if he didn’t trust ya’, ” she says, her tone reassuring. though she was sure mance didn’t fully trust jon snow, simply because he was a crow. or was. ygritte had never been one to hold her tongue, or hold back from saying what she was thinking right in the moment. “ you scared ? ” her tone wasn’t patronizing ... merely curious.
✏️ for @watcherandshield
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he gives sansa a caramel-covered ... well it’s certainly not an apple, but she’s soon to find that out. “happy halloween, sansa.”
in hindsight, she should have known better. jon NEVER did anything nice during the month of october, but he had just given robb a caramel-covered apple, which her elder brother had devoured with no ill side effects. her “apple” had come from the same bag and it looked the same. maybe, just maybe, jon was being decent for once. so she took a bite. not as big as the bite robb took but still a good bite of her “apple”. it only took a moment for the HORRID taste to invade her tastebuds. sansa’s face scrunched up, disgust filling every inch of her visage. ❝ JON !!! ❞ both of her brothers were laughing. sansa’s face was bright red. c h i l d i s h l y, she threw the onion at jon. ❝ you’re AWFUL !! ❞
@watcherandshield
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JON.
“I apologise.” Though the wind was howling behind the door and was turning all the water to ice, the Long Night itself couldn’t be as ICY AND COLD as Alys’s voice was. “I was foolish to think you would care for my opinion and knowledge. I would need red hair for that, wouldn’t I?”
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♗ ily becca
Send me a ♗ and I’ll use my icon style to make an icon of your muse NO LONGER ACCEPTING.
Ilu more Colleen.
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( @watcherandshield cont’d from here )
he tried to be strong, tried to hold back the tears, but the pain was too sharp, and they began to flow freely. she finds him at the foot of the GODSWOOD TREE, small legs huddled to his chin in effort to hide. ofttimes he and robb would train at swords, and the slip of the dull blade or a clumsy strike would land one or the other in a fit of yelling or silent tears. but jon would retreat somewhere by himself, away from the castle household. robb was the futurelord of winterfell, heir to all their lord father POSSESSED, and catelyn loved him dearly. who was a nameless baseborn in light of that? at the sound of catelyn’s voice, eyes widen, and for a moment jon isn’t sure what to think. oddly, her voice is not rough or disgusted, but edged with CONCERN. “i didn’t mean to cry,” he says in an effort to defend himself, lip trembling.
As she held him in her arms, she wondered at what possessed her to rush to his side like this, as if he were one of her own, instead of NED’S BASTARD. With some guilt, she gingerly let him go and folded her hands in her dress. It felt like a betrayal to Robb, this motherly concern that she should reserve only for her trueborn children. She’d often seen the bastard boy as a threat. More a threat to her children then to her marriage with Ned. Many a Lord had dalliances, but to bring him back here, to raise him at Winterfell when he had the STARK look... Though she loved to look upon Robb’s sweet auburn curls and bright blue eyes, how she wished that Robb had resembled his father more... and this child. How she had hated his very PRESENCE in her household, the sullen baseborn boy that could one day act dishonorably against her own. Yet when he apologized and looked up at her, so small and vulnerable, and hurt, her heart went out to him. He was trying to be brave, trying so desperately to keep the huge drops of tears from trailing down his face... he was just a little boy after all. Still, it was better to do her DUTY and keep her distance.
“You must be more CAREFUL,” she said sharply. “Now show me where you are hurt, and we will get you cleaned up,” she instructed. The momentary motherly concern was gone now, but her voice was free of the scorn she usually dealt him.
#watcherandshield#VERSE║▌ᵂᴱᴰ ᵀᴼ ᵂᴵ���ᵀᴱᴿ🍁#thanks so much for this!#honestly catelyn and jon break my heart
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SEND “🌺” IF YOU LOVE HAVING ME AS AN RP PARTNER.
actual image of me koala clinging to you.
#ii. asks. » you're in the great game now. «#thank you so much lovely#i know i can bea pain in the ass sometimes but your patience and support means the world and then some#watcherandshield
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💌 ily
💌 I just think you’re amazing
Colleen!
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THE BAE DELLA.♡
Let’s Do Positivity! / @watcherandshieldaccepting
@kalxidoscopc
EVERYONE! STAND AT ATTENTION!!! IT IS THE PRECIOUS DELLA COMIN’ THROUGH!!! UNF. QUEEN. Okay. Our friendship has always been a wonderful roller coaster of joy since the moment we met. And the way we met was a wonder on it’s own? Because it wasn’t us talking, literally our muses brought us together because they were the ones who started talking and INSTANTLY HIT IT OFF! LIKE MY GOODNESS!!! I never thought Cersei could click with anyone like that in that speed before we met. And then we were able to watch their respected partnership grow into a friendship and then unto lovers? AND THEN SUDDENLY WE HAVE A PRECIOUS CHILD ON OUR HANDS!!??? (Who always grows up without one of her parents SOBS )
And I’m just gonna say it. You make me want to watch Riverdale (its on my to watch list actually) and now whenever I see ANYTHING related to these precious babs, I think of you. I don’t how to explain it exactly? Della just has this WAY of hers where she can dig deeper into a characters mind and explore every part of their mentality and feelings and how society reflects on them. And its a treasure, a genuine treasure. AND I HAVEN’T EVEN TOUCHED ON HOW SHE IS OOC!!!! Honestly she is the best that anyone could ask for, she’s funny and can bring a smile to your face at any time. (Especially in times when you need it) and will always try her best for you. A great friend, and a wonderful soul.
#kneel before your queen [ answered ]#a raft fit for a queen [ ooc ]#positivity time!#and one that buddha would be proud of#and i mean that#watcherandshield
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IT PAINS YOU KNOWING THAT THEY CAN NEVER HEAR YOU. it stings, a fresh wound in your sternum that only serves to bleed and bleed and bleed until you have nothing left inside of you. your heart has exhausted itself with heartbreak over the ones that are lost forever, it is weakened by desperate attempts to reach a nirvana that is just out of your reach. your fingertips brush it, but can never take grip. it’s a cruel, vicious cycle that you are forever trapped in. and you see jon here, in the empty yard of what was once your home, your life, and even in his dreams your brother is by himself. silent. contemplative. melancholy stirs in your gut. “even your dreams are quiet and broody, aren’t they?”
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#hope this is okay!!#watcherandshield#' VERSE 006 --- DON'T TRY TO SLEEP THROUGH THE END OF THE WORLD AND BURY ME ALIVE. '
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the king can’t restrain the urge but reach out and touch her hair, so wild and curly. hand retracts just as quickly as to not cause offense. “ there’s no hair like yours among northern women. it’s lovely.” ( love me beth )
this got me fucked up and i’m so offended tbh
! @watcherandshield !
Her natural instinct is to flinch at the contact, jerking away from the other before offering an apologetic glance. It’s something she’s trying to be BETTER at, getting used to being touched in such a soft manner. His accompanying words help, as a smile lifts the corners of her lips slightly. “ Thank you, my lord. I SUSPECT that northern women have an easier time taming their hair. You should see this in the morning, there’s no controlling it. “
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from what i have seen of your blog, your dany is sheer perfection. from the dialogue to the inner thoughts and headcanons. i ADORE.
how’s my portrayal ? always accepting.
thank you so much sekrksjfksef this means so much coming from you.
#watcherandshield#thank youu#<3#* re : let me tell you what it’s like to conquer. ❪ answered. ❫#* re : sings 24/7; sins 24/7. ❪ ooc. ❫
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@watcherandshield: literal and figurative bastard
@reekcd: responds with ‘LISTEN!” every time you roast him
@cstensible: likes making pervy puns and then denies having done them
@withanarmy: got a bit ahead of himself
I love them all and they are among my favourite people please follow them.
They’re all dipshits goodbye.
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