* ⊹ ˚ ╰ ᵐᵃᵗʳᶦˢ ˡᵉᵒⁿᶦˢ.

[rumoruined]

     hold  my  hand   ---   CONSIGN  ME  NOT  TO  DARKNESS.

[rumoruined]

me:  change jo’s fc to someone older

me to me:   ok but keeping jo’s fc as charlize just upholds the idea that she is ethereal and completely defies time,   which is the entire point of her character as i write her.    she was not supposed to survive tyrion’s birth,   and the fact that she did,   in my main verse,    simply contributes in that she doesn’t even seem real.   she is,  in appearance and in personality,   a guardian angel.

[rumoruined]

battleruin.

❛   YOUR CONCERN IS   appreciated,   mother   —   yet  hardly  NECESSARY,   i  assure  you.   ❜     the  lie  tastes  CRUEL  ‘pon his  tongue,   smoldering   &   SMOTHERING  him  like  ash.   had  he  truly  grown  so  CRAVEN  ?

HIS JAW MASTICATES   &   though  comfort  would he  find  within  matriarch’s  soothing  grasp,   her  cub  AVOIDS  her  unyielding  stare,   SILENT,   as  though  certain  she’d  find  no  TROUBLE  in his  evasion.

     ❛   AND LYING TO ME,  NOW,   ARE WE ?      you must  have gotten into trouble.     ❜      tone is  teasing,   of course,   but her eyes tell a  different tale.    she  will  not  push  him.    he is too much like his father,  this way  ---   you do not have to hold the world on your shoulders,   little cub.    

     but he is not  little   anymore.    a lion grown,   a man without her need.    she will try anyways.     ❛   come.    i’ve wanted to stroll through the gardens all day  ---  now seems like   the  perfect  time.     ❜

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corlapidis.

« i was not born in the north, lady lannister. » there were an hidden disdain in those words. she might have worn the furs to make her blood warm but the sun on her skin was no stranger. « for a change, i welcome the warm weather. reminds me of riverrun. »

    ❛         oh,   most  certainly !     i remember watching you swim back in riverrun,  once,   when you were only a girl.      ❜         there is no malice here ;    only curiosity,   words spoken to a woman she considers a   friend.     ❛   .  .  .   although these years in the north  must  have been a trial  ---   at least,  in the beginning,  yes ?      ❜

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lionswrath.

❛ EASILY ? It has been hours, mother — We have WASTED the entire afternoon over it. I am NOT changing my mind —  ❜

  ❛    i’m sure you will not find it   WASTED   when i am lying deep within the    crypts.    come,   now.    i won’t try to change your mind.    i only wish to  hear  your  voice.     ❜

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   ❛         LADY  STARK.     it must   certainly   be warmer here than you’re used to.      ❜     / /   @corlapidis.

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         ❛         not  so  fast.     i’m not your  father.      you aren’t getting away from me  THAT  EASILY.       ❜         / /       @lionswrath.

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      ❛         you   are being especially   QUIET   today.     when you were a boy,    that always meant   TROUBLE.          ❜       /  /    @battleruin.

[rumoruined]

tag dump !

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ladywiife  →  rumoruined.

[fsharpasharp]

They held each other and kissed and pushed each others’ darkness into the corner, believing in each others’ light, each others’ dream.

Hubert Selby Jr. (via a-beautiful-disaster-inside)

[durianquotes]

It’s dark now and I am very tired. I love you, always. Time is nothing.

Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveller’s Wife (via seduceddeath)

[quotemadness]

You were given the power to love in order to use it, no matter what pain it may cause you.

William S. Burroughs (via quotemadness)

[worenocrown]

“ I believe the problem to be more serious than this;    some of his teachers believe him to be dyslexic.    An I am starting to believe it myself. “

[rumoruined]

lips purse as she mulls it over, and she drops her gaze to the ground. “ perhaps ---- perhaps we should get him a professional tutor, then ? “

[worenocrown]

     He stayed in silence, for a moment ; then, he      finally closed his laptop, looking straight in his      wife’s eyes.        “ I was listening. I am already studing with Jaime            but he needs more help apparently. ”

[rumoruined]

that settles her at least SLIGHTLY ;  she breathes out a long sigh, brushing her hair from her face. ( there’s still just a hint of annoyance in her eyes, but it will fade. eventually. )

 “ it’s not that he’s incapable, tywin ---- he   knows the material. he’s a smart boy, he’s   just not FOCUSING, i think. he’s ... he’s   not APPLYING HIMSELF as he should be. “

[rumoruined]

@worenocrown.

 Tywin, slowly, raised his eyes from the papers he      was filling, in time to notice how Joanna’s eyes      had sharpened since the start of the conversation.        “ Of course. We were talking about Jaime’s grades. ”

she’s growing AGGRAVATED with the entire situation, and quickly ;  jaime is better than all of this, she knows. ( not to mention her slight frustration at tywin for the moment. )  she leans against the edge of his desk, eyebrows raised.

     “ yes, we were ---- before you got DISTRACTED, it seems “

[leadingwolf-archive-blog]

A boy in him rises, a boy in him wants to offer a helping hand, to rush to where a sickly woman stands, and help her to her feet. A BOY IN HIM DIES. Only King remains, still as the Wall itself, and just as unyielding. The enemy, she was. Not a mere woman. A lioness. The eyes of a Tully can be known as such only by their colour alone, for in them lies the ruthlessness STARKS are known for. Same is the voice that fills every inch of the room with its commanding tones and the conviction that was granted him the day his bannermen chose him to lead. What Robb spoke had weight. What Robb spoke was to be obeyed.  

                               ❝ Then you shall be taken to your new quarters. ❞

[rumoruined]

   a cough rattles her bones as lannister emeralds seek the boy’s gaze ;    they lift, slowly, from the ground from which she lays, and she struggles    to stand on her own. it is PRIDE that drives her ;   pride, fierce and strong,    that brings her once again to her feet before robb stark. this time, however,    she does not stand so poised ---- shoulders are hunched just SLIGHTLY, and    breaths come less easily. ( she will not stand on her own for much longer. ) 

        “ you are very kind, your grace. “ 

    the words burn on her tongue as they are spoken, little     louder than a SIGH, but she forces her gaze to hold his. 

       “ ... you remind me very much of your father. ‘