PRIESTESS

Melisandre of Asshai. The red woman The Kings red shadow M E L O N Y [indie Melisandre blog. tracked tag: redwomxn]

[redwomxn]

ONE MORE DAY AND I HAVE MY INTERNET BACK

[h-o-r-n-g-r-y]

“Cautiously, I allowed myself to feel good at times. I found moments of peace in cheap rooms just staring at the knobs of some dresser or listening to the rain in the dark. The less I needed the better I felt.”

Charles Bukowski  (via loav)

[felicefawn]

Sometimes, I feel like ripping apart my skin, and searching for a reason for why I feel this empty. Maybe my veins are tangled, or something is lodged in my ribcage. Because it feels like something inside of me is missing or broken.

Unknown (via felicefawn)

[redwomxn]

{♚}—;;                                          [mutters about b u r n i n g flowers]

[kingthatshouldhavebeen-deactiva]

"You probably deserved it."

[redwomxn]

"Do you want to see another shadow baby?"

[woundscollect]

melisandre is whiny pass it on

[redwomxn]

[knightxofxflowers]

His heart hammered in his throat as white-hot rage began to flow through him. He was finally face-to-face with the woman who sent that thing to murder Renly. He knew she was testing him, it was only a question of who would come out on top. the Knight of Flowers or the faithful priestess of the Lord of Light.

"A king, no more than that. But it’s kind of funny how a lot of kings end up dead. How many times will I have to kill your precious king before even you can’t bring him back from death anymore,” Loras said, his voice dropping dangerously low as he attempted to keep his composure.

"You think me weak. I can see it in your eyes, witch. You must think a flower can be easily vanquished by fire, but it is also true that fire also needs air to survive," he spat his hand flying for her throat.

[redwomxn]

{♚}—;; The grab she had not been expecting, and it was as she opened her mouth to respond to his comments, his threats against Stannis, she felt his fingers close about her pale throat. The action had been unexpected, but Melisandre reacted quick enough; long fingers darted out, curling around the knight of flowers wrist to try shove him back,a way from her. Twisting, angling her body slightly, she was finally able to break free- panting heavily as eyes narrowed into slits as the realization that Stannis had not been here should she have needed him, came crashing down upon her. Stepping back another two steps from Loras Tyrell, the priestess raised a hand to her throat; red marks marring porcelain flesh, white hot anger shot through her, screaming to be released upon the foolish boy who had dared lay hands upon her.                          "Touch me again, and I see to it that not even R'hllor                                               could bring you back." Lips pulled into a tight line, eyes remaining fixed upon the younger male, anger burning through her veins at the mere sight of him.                 "Renly tried to take that which did not belong to him.                           He got what was befitting a usurper."

[breakbeforehebends-blog]

wAT

why does this shit happen when i’m not around omfg

[redwomxn]

[sad red priestess sounds]

[redwomxn]

stannis, loras tried to choke me

[redwomxn]

knightxofxflowers:

Loras took a step forward, all of his charm a few moments ago gone as quick as it came. He knew there was no point wasting it on a woman such as her. Besides he had not come here to merely seek pleasantries. He was after revenge.

"Priestess? Is that what their calling it these days whenever the king needs a quick fuck and doesn’t bother calling on his actual wife," Loras replied with a mocking smile.

"You’re absolutely right Melisandre. You are a woman of many talents. May brand you a witch but you’re much more than that, aren’t you?”

{♚}—;; She was many things, but a fool was not one of them. Chin angling upwards at his comments, the red priestess felt her lips turn upwards into a slight smile; malice writ upon fine features. She knew why he was here, knew what he wanted- it was all over Renly. As quick as the smile appeared, it faded, leaving Melisandre expressionless bar for the glimmer in her eyes that could only be read as daring; come on little flower knight, let us see how good you are.                                                "The King?                 So you have finally seen fit to call him what he is?                                           This is progress.              But come now, there is no need to be so crude;                                      we are all adults here." Her anger bubbled below the surface, though on the outside she looked calm and poised; a snake waiting to strike, to sink its venom deep into the heart of the one challenging them. Were he not careful, he would not leave here unscathed. A woman she may be, but Melisandre was not the type to roll over and allow such things to be said of her.                                "More than a witch, yes.               Could you understand what I am? No, I do not think so.                                      I know what you have come here for,           so let us spare each other these pointless shots back and forth."

[qceenmother]

           The real queen?

[redwomxn]

of Westeros yes.

[redwomxn]

ANYBODY MESSES WITH MY FIRE PRIESTESS AND I WILL SHOVE A FLAMING SWORD DOWN YOUR THROAT I SWEAR ON ME MUM

my hero

[redwomxn]

bow down before the real { q u e e n }, bitches.

[redwomxn]

"You must be Stannis's shadow," Loras mused, trying to put on a charming smile, "The Red Woman, is it?"

{♚}—;; Dark brows pulled together, a crease appearing between her brows as her lips curled downwards into a frown. There were no false pleasantries when it came to Melisandre; every expression, ever movement, ever word had reason. It was all thought out, nothing was spontaneous.Still, when the Knight of Flowers spoke, that charming smile plastered upon his face, Melisandre could not help the distaste that unfurled upon her lips. She had no reason to dislike this man, but that did not mean she was going to go out of her way to exchange words with him- after all, he had been in Renlys camp. A slight Stannis had not forgotten from the Tyrells.                          "The Red Woman?                That is such a small amount of what I am, Loras Tyrell.                        I am Melisandre of Asshai, Stannis' priestess."

[liqueurmom-deactivated20180830]

Lady Melisandre wore no crown, but every man there knew that she was Stannis Baratheon’s real queen.

[breakbeforehebends-blog]

    ❝—— Do you mock me?  ❞

There is a great chill upon his face.     A chill more brittle than the snows beyond the Wall.        It is a chill he has worn all his life in the face of mockery.

[redwomxn]

{♚}—;;                           "Never, my King." Perhaps she was; but it was not as though she was ever going to let him in on the fact least he turn his anger onto her- she knew what his rage was like, had seen it explode, sending debris onto all who stood near enough.                     "One such as though could never be mocked                                 as there is nothing to mock."

[carriefisher-blog1]

A woman can preach, a woman can work, a woman can fight. A woman can build, can rule, can conquer, can destroy just as much as a man can.

Happy International Women’s Day!