not a doe. a lioness.

(CURRENTLY INACTIVE) independent & private canon-divergent (though based in book-canon) myrcella baratheon of the 'song of ice and fire' series! as written by pippa

[liondaughter]

PLEASE NOTE that most of the icons i use for myrcella come from THIS portfolio, and were originally found through tumblr tag search. i did not make them and take no credit!

1. my myrcella is DRAMATICALLY aged up AND canon-divergent. if it’s not something you like/agree with, i will completely understand if you choose not to follow me. HOWEVER, if you do choose to follow/interact with me, PLEASE read the about page/notes on canon divergence. as i will be defaulting to my canon divergence, it WILL be evident if you don’t. (however, please know that i am perfectly fine with altering my own canon divergence to write in a verse wherein myrcella is still aged up but follows all canon points. this verse, however, must be requested. it will not be defaulted to.)

2. my name is pippa, i am 25+, i have a full time job, other blogs, and a life outside of tumblr (surprisingly) so activity may change depending on life circumstances

3. i expect you to follow all of the “normal” rules of roleplaying. i’m not going to go over them here, but most people on tumblr seem to have a decent understanding of them (and if you don’t, feel free to ask? i won’t bite!)

4. all interactions will be mutuals only, including memes and starter calls.

5. i do not participate in tumblr drama to the extent that it is possible for me to be removed from it. i don’t like seeing it all over my dash. if i decide that someone i follow is contributing to tumblr drama heavily, or simply isn’t making my experience on tumblr a good one, they will be unfollowed.

[liondaughter]

hello, friends! just a little announcement that i am going to go ahead and mark this blog INACTIVE, i’m not planning on deactivating or even archiving it because i don’t know if my mind will change in the future, BUT! i’m making myrcella’s move to my multimuse @melnchly at least semi-permanent! if you’re interested in interacting with her, please follow me over there! thank you!! 

[fashion-runways]

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[liondaughter]

im honestly still considering moving myrcella to my multi just because the asoiaf rpc really has been SO quiet, but i’m also so reluctant to do it because it just didn’t work out last time and i asdfg

[liondaughter]

the number of people i’m following went down by ALMOST FORTY just because i unfollowed archived and/or inactive blogs

[ladybaratheon]

Dianna Agron as photographed by Finn Constantine.

[joner]

me, laying on top of my significant other: hey

[vhsmeme]

* wintertime scenarios

making hot chocolate.

having soup.

drinking eggnog.

sitting in front of the fireplace.

bundling up before going outside.

being stuck indoors.

making snow angels.

building a snowman.

taking a warm bath.

settling under a pile of blankets.

catching a cold.

having a snowball fight.

telling scary stories.

slipping on the ice.

trudging through the snow.

shoveling snow.

going sledding.

taking a sleigh ride.

cutting out paper snowflakes.

following animal tracks in the snow.

exchanging gifts.

catching snowflakes on your tongue.

blowing hot air into your hands to warm them. 

[dameaylins]

[periodfantasy]

[liondaughter]

optmstc​:

Oh, her words are far from wrong, her voice has indeed done the opposite to him, but both of them know that’s not what he needs now maybe later, though. Each kiss calms Robb down even more as they’re pressed against him, no matter the lightness of them, they work, and that’s what matters. Robb just tightens his hold around her and nestles his head more against her own; for so long, Robb’s only had himself and family to console him during these dark time, to have somebody like Myrcella now-it’s new, foreign, and beautiful, but still something he’s going to have to get used to. What Should she talk about? There’s many ideas, her day, just random nonsense, plans she has, plans she wants to have with him, really the potential is endless. Robb just remains silent for a moment, his gaze low, focused on their entwined hands before he asks, “Do you, think he’d be proud of me?” 

         she follows his gaze as best she can, finds where it lands on their linked fingers, and strokes her thumb against the side of his hand. “oh, robb, of course he would,” she says. she had not known ned stark well, but that much she was sure of. sure enough for a quick answer she still can stand behind.  “how couldn’t he be?” the hand not tangled with his moves through his hair, holding him close to her even as she twines her fingers through the curls of it. “you’ve kept his business alive, even in the face of everything that’s happened. and even more, i know he would be proud of how well you’ve taken care of your family, robb. you became their leader, too, well before you ever should have had to. you’re good and brave and strong, and everything i know he taught you to be.” she smiles a little, gently squeezes his hand. “and for what it’s worth, i’m proud of you, too.” 

[outlawerofbeets]

[  Will the king & I have children ?  ]    Aye, three for you   [ … ]   gold shall be their crowns, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐃𝐒

[liondaughter]

a starter for @messianiques​ / EDMUND: 

            her hands are encased in new, soft gloves, her fingers warm although she holds a handful of new snow. soft snow, powder-light, cupped in her hands like an offering. the soft boots on her feet keep footsteps silent, though the chances of him hearing her seem better than most. (her husband is used to moving in silence, she is sure he is used to picking up the slightest noise as well.) still, she manages to make it within arm’s reach of him, her gloved hands packing the powdery snow as best she can into a loosely-formed orb, one she gently lobs at the back of his head before running lightly off across the courtyard, looking back over her shoulder once to see if he will chase her. 

[anneboleyns]

[liondaughter]

optmstc​:

Robb can feel the eyes on them, even after the kiss ends, and that’s the point. He stays close to her, lips barely an inch away from hers still; when she talks he can feel the breath from her words breeze against his lips and he just smiles, “A little improvising never hurts, I believe,” and so Robb kisses her again-a softer one this time, though. The corners of his lips perk while he kisses her and he pulls away moments later. Robb sucks on his lower lip, still tasting Myrcella’s kisses as he keeps their hands entwined; he looses his hold on one and lets it fall to his side, this time guiding them away from the dance floor. A quick gaze around the room, lingering eyes begin to drift away and start to go back to what they’d originally been doing. As Robb scans the room, he spots a free table (no name tags on it at all, completely free) and he guides the two of them to it as he takes a seat, still holding her hand. 

He keeps their hands entwined and gets lost in her eyes, having to blink and shake his head to remember that-yes, he did want to actually SAY SOMETHING to her, “So,” Robb scratches the back of his neck, “I know, you’re probably thinking it’s about time I did that, right?” because boy, the chides from others about why hadn’t he kissed her yet continued to play in his mind, even now, “But, I wanted to do it like that, in front of all of these people, I know a lot of them are still surprised by the fact that you and I even showed up together, and well-I guess you could say this was me saying-Yes, Myrcella is my girlfriend-,” Robb stops and chokes on his words, “I mean-I mean, if you want that, that is.” 

            of course she had been kissed before, but it had never been like that. it had never felt like that. none of those had ever been from robb, though, and she was sure she’s been at least half in love with him her whole life. it was a tale as old as time, she knew it, warring families and all. but that hadn’t stopped it from happening. it makes her feel....light, for once, like she’s walking on air. like everything that had gone wrong in their lives in all the years gone by can’t keep their hold upon her. 

            she follows him without pause, complaint, or question, curious to see where he will lead them, what will happen next. that this moment had been such a public display, an announcement of its own, she cannot possibly imagine what he has planned next. sitting in the chair next to him, her hands still in his, she sits in quiet stillness, simply watching. but she smiles when he finishes speaking, shakes her head a little and leans forward, her hand wrapping around his tie to tug him forward. she kisses him this time, softly and sweetly though she ends with the lightest nip to his bottom lip. “oh, i definitely want that,” she says, her voice low and sure, almost a purr, and all of it meant only for his ears. “but there is one condition. you’re right - - it was about time, so...if i’m going to be your girlfriend, i expect you to make up for lost time.” 

[liondaughter]

ALRIGHT who wants to write me starters asdfgh

[be-your-luve]