#whisper dagger

[maskofnova]

[unlawfulchaos]

Mav: I like to play a game called Nap Roulette.

Mav: It's where I take a nap, but I don't set an alarm.

Mav: Will it be a 30 minute nap? Will it be 3 hours? Will I wake up tomorrow?

Mav: Nobody knows. It's a risky game and I like it.

--A couple of hours later--

Ice: *Knocking on the bedroom door and opening it slightly to look in*

Ice: Mav, are you ready to come out yet and interact with people?

Mav: *Demonic screeching from underneath a pile of blankets*

Ice: Understandable. Have a nice nap, my love.

[needynia]

[nextstopparis]

i wish arthur had threatened more ppl with violence i think i deserved that

[redfurrycat]

[At IceMav's]

Bob, Jake, Javy, Mickey and Reuben telling Mav about their favourite medical TV-show while Bradley and Nat handle the dessert.

Reuben: I got hooked up with Grey's Anatomy since the beginning. Can't get enough of the staff sleeping with each other.

Mickey: No way, man! The Good Doctor is the best show. I love Dr. Murphy! He's the best!!!

Javy: Not bad, dude, but I freaking love House M.D. There's no better one-liners than House's.

[Javy and Mickey high-fiving.]

Bob: I used to watch every Dr Quinn Medicine Woman rerun with my mum.

Mav: Good one, Bob. It's Ice's favourite too! You should come here on Wednesday, he loves to watch his favourite episodes.

Reuben: What about you, Jake?

[Javy snorts because HE KNOWS.]

Jake, dreamily distracted: ER. For one character only... Greene.

Mav, spitting out his beer through his nose: ARE YOU KIDDIN' ME?!

Jake: Nope. There's no sexiest doctor than good ol' Dr. Mark Greene.

The other men but Javy: What? What's going on? Show us Mav!

[On Mav's phone:]

Mickey: DUUUUUUDE. YOU'RE SO PREDICTABLE SOMETIMES.

[They all tease Jake who's as cool as a cucumber. He's not ashamed! The guy IS good-looking and reminds him a little of...]

Bradley: Why you guys laughing? What did we miss?

Jake: Bradshaw! As I live and breathe. Did you bring me back my cheesecake?

[penultimatestalematewithdeath]

Still on my re-read of TWS and, y’all, I forgot that Lockwood just.  Knows things about the historical artifacts in Portland Row.  Like, he IDs the dagger that kills Jack Carver immediately, the reasoning being that he reads the books his parents left behind.  Lockwood is a history nerd just as much as George is, just in a slightly adjacent fashion, and that needs to be explored more.

[asoiafreadthru]

A Game of Thrones, Catelyn IV

“Lord Baelish tells me that I have you to thank for bringing me here.”

Varys giggled like a little girl. “Oh, yes. I suppose I am guilty. I hope you forgive me, kind lady.”

He eased himself down into a seat and put his hands together. “I wonder if we might trouble you to show us the dagger?”

Catelyn Stark stared at the eunuch in stunned disbelief. He was a spider, she thought wildly, an enchanter or worse. He knew things no one could possibly know, unless…

“What have you done to Ser Rodrik?” she demanded.

Littlefinger was lost. “I feel rather like the knight who arrives at the battle without his lance. What dagger are we talking about? Who is Ser Rodrik?”

“Ser Rodrik Cassel is master-at-arms at Winterfell,” Varys informed him. “I assure you, Lady Stark, nothing at all has been done to the good knight. He did call here early this afternoon. He visited with Ser Aron Santagar in the armory, and they talked of a certain dagger. About sunset, they left the castle together and walked to that dreadful hovel where you were staying. They are still there, drinking in the common room, waiting for your return. Ser Rodrik was very distressed to find you gone.”

“How could you know all that?”

“The whisperings of little birds,” Varys said, smiling.

“I know things, sweet lady. That is the nature of my service.” He shrugged.

[onigiram]

TAGS. i didn't like the other ones asjbfjbsdjgb

[itwasmagic]

now i've made the 3a finale gifset im thinking about the say don't go chorus to 4b finale ://////

[moonlightrei]

After a stressful day at work, I'm happy to have something for WIP Wednesday from the next chapter of Cloud of Daggers :)

Poison. Against a chipped stone wall, covered in scratch marks, sat Astarion. His complexion, pale though it always had been, was now impossibly grey, a ghostly hue that whispered words of sickness. Beads of sweat littered his face, glistening in the dim light, betraying the fever that shook his form. You rushed to his side, hands trembling as you reached out to him as though you too were infected. He was cold and clammy to the touch and his muscles jerked under your palms, writhing beneath the poison’s invisible grip. His eyes were glazed over, glassy and unfocused, and never met yours to acknowledge your presence. All you could do was cling to him, whispering words of love and reassurance into the void as he slipped away before you. 

Saltiness assaulted your senses. Your cheeks were wet with tears, so many having spilled in your slumber that they had leaked through your lips.  

[just-an-enby-lemon]

Hello, yes I was creating new RPG characthers again, yes I still have no campaing where I could play with them.

[fstbmp-a]

2 am her needed to go the fuck to bed.

[whisperhillforo]

[darckcarnival]

> HOW DO YOU DEFY YOUR END?

a story told through the centuries

your name is spoken through the ages in a type of reverence that comes with legacy and greatness. you are the hero. you are the grandmaster. you are the beginning and the end, the masterful weave of irresistible fantasy that gets everyone enraptured. over time, your name becomes muddled and strange, but they still speak of you. there has only been a few things in this world who have lasted as long as you. your name refuses to die. you refuse to end.

the reflection in a blade that refuses to break

the blade that's pulled on the assailant glints in the moonlight, and the reflection is not her. it is you. the wilds in your eyes. a promise of defense of the pack in your curled back lips. you are more feral than civil. you are more animal than person. no man made weapon can kill you but you have learned the weapons of man to strike them down. you will not end. but they will.

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Tagging: Yout see this? STEAL IT!

[lexa-griffins]

A perfect day for babygirl Lexa involves wearing lacey lingerie, cockwarming Clarke, getting complimented and praised, and dozens of orgasms 😌

Straight up nothing makes Lexa feel more in heaven. Fancy outings, social events and expensive vacations are nice but nothing beats a day with just Clarke loving her 🥰

[butcherb1rd]

love it when my brother walks in with a very clearly poisonous caterpillar on his hand and it just. doesn’t hurt him at all. i’m like dude!!! that little guy is dangerous!!! and my brother is just no he’s not :) and the caterpillar does nothing