Sorry, I know he was like a b r o t h e r to you, but my father put a knife through his h e a r t .

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Sorry, I know he was like a b r o t h e r to you, but my father put a knife through his h e a r t .
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” ——— You shan’t truly be alone at the Wall, not really. To claim so great a ranger as Uncle Benjen as blood ought surely make your time there no less pleasant than home. And…he does visit, on occasion. No doubt father would be glad to see your face as well.”
' always looking on the bright side are we? staying at the wall isn't going to be exactly all that pleasant. but i will be fine. the only thing i am scared of is missing you all too much. ' lie.
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I am a f a i l u r e I failed as a protector I failed as a child I failed as a sibling I am everything you ever told me I would be.
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You know some things Jon Snow
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must be following me ( do not unfollow after the giveaway ends, r00d )
only roleplay blogs
only reblogs count, reblog as many times as you want
ends on saturday 21st ( february - aka in about a week ) 17:00 CET
PRIZES:
1st place gets a fully customized theme and 10 icons 2nd place gets a fully customized theme 3rd place gets 20 icons
EXAMPLES:
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i am the sword in the darkness.
i am the watcher on the walls.
i am the shield that guards the realm of men.
(Jon.)
The wall was cold && cruel & ugly, then again it had to be, it was the only protection the realms had now, her uncle had forced her && her aunt and young Shireen to this awful place, the last of the stags all in one awful place. Lana refused to be kept in one room with an aunt who hates her && a child who didn’t speak to her, spending most of her time wondering about the wall. Her uncle cares not what she does, but her aunt takes great pride in telling her that Stannis would let the men of the wall rape her if that got them on his side.
Taking up the act of a nurse for the injured Lana had formed a bond, for a lack of better words, with the men, she wouldn’t consider any of them close friends, but she would prefer their company to her aunt, the only one she had not spoke to was Jon, she had met him in Winterfell, but that felt like years ago. ”Jon?” Speak of the devil, not to far from her lonely perch she spotted the commander, devoid of any human interaction that day, Little Shireen had been sick and her mother left her in Lana’s care, had been put to sleep && gave the gentle stag some time to herself. ”Your hurt, let me help you…”
jon winced, taking a look at the arrow in his back, and then down at the one in his leg. at the sound of a voice, his head snapped up, almost frightened. it was lana baratheon, the daughter of cersei lannister and robert baratheon. jon's breaths were rigged, and he started to back away. in all honesty, jon was terrified. he could almost hear what his sworn brothers would say to him, at the sight of jon stumbling backwards from lana. 'oh, the bastard of ned stark too scared to talk to a girl.' but he kept convincing himself that he wasn't scared of her. jon was scared for his life. the pain was almost unbearable. ' n-no, i am fine--- ' that was a lie. he could feel himself getting tired, and all he wanted to do was close his eyes.
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❝I’d hate to disappoint you, but the three are out hunting. Perhaps they will return soon, you’re welcome to stay.❞
' i--uh--- ' he managed to stumble on his words. good job, jon. way to make a fool out of yourself in front of daenerys targaryen. ' that--that is very kind of you, your grace. '