the bad men will fly.

❝ can i make the little man fly now? ❞ asoiaf roleplay. show and book influences diverged. selective and ind. robin arryn. redesigned and protected by yurimeister.

[romancedawg]

timothée chalamet as paul atreides in dune (2021).

[amourmemes]

❥     𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂   𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒   𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌   𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓   .

a  list  of  my  favorite  one  -  liners  from  the  website  pinterest  . feel  free  to  customize  as  you  wish  !

‵  perhaps  i’ll  write  a  book  of  great  shit  i’ve  done  nobody’s  ever  noticed.  ′ ‵  as  god  as  my  witness,  i  will  never  be  a  victim  again.  ′ ‵  i’m  becoming  less  interesting.  the  world  is  noticing  and  so  are  you.  ′ ‵  you  are  such  a  soft  and  messy  thing.  nobody  knows  how  to  take  care  of  you.  ′ ‵  with  each  passing  day  i  can  feel  my  potential  melting  away  into  nothing.  ′ ‵  everyone  thinks  i’ve  gotten  better.  i  haven’t.  i’ve  just  gotten  better  at  hiding  it.  ′ ‵  i  haven’t  felt  real  in  a  long  time.  ′ ‵  i  told  my  therapist  about  you.  ′ ‵  and  i’m  plagued  by  childhood  traumas.  ′ ‵  you  don’t  need  a  reason  to  save  people.  ′ ‵  and  here  you  are  living  despite  it  all.  ′ ‵  i  can  do  this  .  and  even  if  i  can’t  ,  i  have  to.  ′ ‵  i’m  afraid  of  what  i’ve  become.  ′ ‵  i’ll  do  this  my  way.  ′ ‵  you’ll  be  just  like  your  father.  ′ ‵  i  wanted  to  write  down  exactly  what  i  felt  but  somehow  the  paper  stayed  empty.  i  could  not  have  described  it  any  better.  ′ ‵  sometimes  i  have  a  way  with  words  —  sometimes  words  have  their  way  with  me.  ′ ‵  some  days,  i  feel  everything  at  once.  other  days,  i  feel  nothing  at  all.  i  don’t  know  what’s  worse;  drowning  beneath  waves  or  dying  from  the  thirst.  ′ ‵  don’t  promise  to  live  forever,  promise  to  forever  live  while  you’re  alive.  ′ ‵  you  wear  the  kind  of  smile  that  would  be  cruel  not  to  kiss.  ′ ‵  in  your  hesitation  i  found  my  answer.  ′ ‵  thinking  of  you  is  a  poison  i  drink  often.  ′ ‵  flowers  will  grow  from  by  bones.  ′ ‵  if  i  can  still  breathe,  i’m  fine.  ′ ‵  you  already  know  how  this  will  end.  ′ ‵  who  am  i?  ′ ‵  i  fought  the  war  but  the  war  won.  ′ ‵  we’ll  never  be  those  kids  again.  ′ ‵  they  made  you  into  a  weapon  and  told  you  to  find  peace.  ′ ‵  they  know  you  walk  like  a  god  —  they  can’t  believe  i  made  you  weak.  ′ ‵  a  scar  means  i  survived.  ′ ‵  i  was  not  made  to  be  subtle.  ′ ‵  my  purpose  is  greater  than  my  pain.  ′ ‵  you  will  not  choke  the  divine  from  me.  i  am  my  own  god  and  martyr.  ′

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send me starters or memes. <3

[clippedwingsx]

This dark, dim, and semi questionable setting wasn’t out of the ordinary for the now,  rebuffed squaller. Sill, he didn’t like to call to much attention to himself and answering this...invitation was definitely going to get some eyes on him. But at this point, was everything just bound to get worst? The outcome seemed likely.

It had been some time since he considered working with others; there were very few occasions since he left the second army but with the proper convincing anything was possible, he supposed.

There were others, it seemed, who also answered the summons and he was keen to hold back a bit to observe. He never considered himself clever or cunning but cautious? Oh was he cautious when it came to matters involving the Crow Club.

The establishment, it’s owners, and patrons were known for their slight of hand in every way you can imagine. You could either bluff your way through the game or play the hand you’re dealt. Robin was a terrible bluff so he chose not to hide his advantage in the world. It kept him alive this long even after his time away from the second army.

Following the group that came before him, sullen optics moved quickly through them all before settling on the crow’s head on Kaz’s cane. With an affinity for birds himself, the Squaller removed the falcon feather lined cloak from his shoulders. Instead of shaking the rain out of his hair he brought a palm to linger just barely above it manipulate the air around him to gently blow it off.

But even the non-chalent use of his summoning wasn’t his edge in this world but the the fracture of his spirit that should have been obvious to most, was only picked up by few. Some of which, he would come to learn, were in this very room of vagabonds and ruffians.

Unlike the rest of his company, Robin chose not to say word and took a seat in one of the open chairs.

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“You need to eat something, you’ve been through a lot today.”

Robin hated the aftermath of battle even more than the anticipation of it right before. He was unlike most young men his age who flourished in the adrenaline of conflict. Instead, he kept him weary and on edge. The Princess must have noticed that too. He would have much preferred to stay by her side as they awaited the outcome. Not out of cowardice but because of his high regard to life and the lives of others.

"I'm not very hungry..."

[clippedwingsx]

King's Landing; the place where men go to die. Nothing good ever came from the place in his experience. Even as a child, growing up in the red keep had been torturous. If it wasn't his mother's poisonous coddling  (both literally and figuratively) then it was the Baratheon Prince's sharp tongue and hand. But it wasn't the Stag or Lion that hung outside the castle. No, it was the unfamiliar and looming three-headed dragon of House Targaryen a top a bloodied background that hung from the charred remains its enemies.   Tully eyes blinked back the looming doubt that resonated with his return. If he were a man, free to follow his instincts and heart, he would have been heading North instead of South. As it were, being  man grown, did little for him and the power he should have over the vale with the tarnished reputation Little Finger had so generously bestowed on him.  Now he was here, by the strong suggestion of others, to bend the knee. If it weren't for his caution of the unknown, perhaps he could have more consideration over the positive aspects of this situation. Such as the fact that it wasn't Joffrey that he was pledging his allegiance too.   Still, this was a place men came to die and he wasn't so daft to not realize that. His father, his uncle, branch upon branch of his family tree had been cut down by that throne made of swords. "Lord Arryn?" Yohn Royce's voice was a welcomed interruption of his thoughts. He was the only thing Robin Arryn could trust here and the only man he brought with him he could rely on. He had asked so much of the Mountain Men, he refused to ask them here and denied their service  when they offered.   "I never thought I'd be back here," Robin admitted through grit teeth as he bit back the pain of it all. The laws of men, prohibited after all, any further expression of his sadness in such a situation and place. Treading forth, he passed the main gates and headed for the long walk to the Great Hall, his heart racing with every step to meet with Westeros' new ruler. Little did he know his visit to King's Landing would be more dramatic then he was prepared for.

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I still don’t know what my new work schedule is like but so far I’ve been able to write more and have been playing catch up on other accounts. I’m going to schedule time from all my rps and Robin will be included. I have some memes sitting in my inbox; at this point I don’t know if they are old or new bu I’m going to do them anyway.

I joined a multi-verse forum with Robin so at the very least I’ll be able to post up some drabbles here that I do for there. They just introduced GOT characters so if you’re interested just shoot me a message. I don’t run it but it’s been fun! They use the forum and discord.

Anyway, going to update my googledoc with new verse AUs.

[villainsmemes-deactivated202503]

GENERAL

“Can you walk?”

“How did this happen?”

“What the hell happened?”

“I hit my head.”

“Did you hit your head?”

“Can you hear me?”

“Don’t close your eyes, stay awake!”

“Come on, stay with me!”

“No no no no no!”

“You shot me!”

“I didn’t mean to shoot you!”

“You stabbed me!”

“I didn’t mean to stab you!”

“Take the knife out!”

“Don’t take the knife out!”

“It was an accident!”

“That/this wasn’t an accident!”

“That looks broken.”

“I think my leg/arm is broken.”

“That doesn’t look good.”

“Am I going to die?”

“You’re not going to die!”

“Calm down!”

“Don’t panic!”

“I can’t help you if you don’t let me!”

BLOOD

“Are you bleeding?”

“Don’t move, you’re bleeding.”

“Is that blood?”

“Whose blood is that?”

“That’s a lot of blood.”

“Do you know how to get bloodstains out?”

“Why do you know how to get bloodstains out?”

“Damn, I got blood on my shirt.”

“Don’t move, you’re losing blood!”

“I won’t let you bleed out!”

“You have blood on your face.”

“I swear to god, if you get blood on me…”

“What’s your blood type?”

“Why in the hell would you need to know my blood type?”

WOUNDS

“That cut is nasty.”

“You have a massive gash in your arm/leg!’

“Don’t touch it!”

“Don’t move, you’ll only make it worse!”

“I’ll get some bandages.”

“You’re going to need stitches.”

“That looks infected…”

“Did you get bit by something?”

“There’s no exit wound, the bullet is still in you.”

“There’s an exit wound, the bullet went through you.”

AFTERCARE

“How are you feeling?”

“How does it feel?”

“It’s still not healed, but it’s getting there.”

“Let’s go home.”

“I just want to go home.”

“Let’s get you into the bathtub.”

“We need to change your bandages soon.”

“Get some sleep, okay?”

“You need to eat something, you’ve been through a lot today.”

“I’ll check up on you in a bit.”

“You’re going to be fine. I promise.”

[dulcer53]

Mi rey

[you-do-not-beg-the-sun-for-mercy]

By clicking HERE or on the source link below you will find 21 [300x169], of Timotée Chalamet as Paul Atreides in the Trailer of Dune. These gifs were made by me from scratch for roleplaying purposes

[ntimmyedits]

[tlematimun]

There’s something happening to me. There’s something awakening in my mind; I can’t control it.

Dune (2020) | dir. Denis Villeneuve

[agapintheskin]

as requested: Father & Son scene from the Dune trailer

[dhuly135]

h o u s e   a r r y n

as high as honor

[chalametdaily]

An animal caught in a trap will gnaw off its own leg to escape. What will you do?

[meep-meep-richie]

Paul Atreides & Leto Atreides

[clippedwingsx]

-pops in from beyond the moondoor-