Just a psa about my whereabouts recently.
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Just a psa about my whereabouts recently.
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Just a psa about my whereabouts recently.
Hey guys. I’m sorry I disappeared. Again. Even since I graduated from college, I’ve been struggling to figure out what my purpose is. I’m working a redundant job in a town I dislike, and it’s killing all of my creativity. I’ve been rewatching Family Guy and Star Trek: TNG for months. I haven’t been writing. I haven’t been reading.
My mom thinks I’m mildly depressed, and I think she might be right.
However, there is a silver lining. I paid a visit to my college to see my friends there recently, and it has given me some perspective which has brightened my outlook a bit. I realized that I no longer have a place there and that I’m not missing out on anything. It makes more sense in my head. haha. But it’s helping me move on. Hopefully that means activity here will pick back up. In the mean time, we can all thank Rafe Spall’s John Hancock for single-handedly reminding me how it feels to be so very in love with a character that you can’t fucking stand it.
TLDR: Things sucked, but now they might suck less which hopefully means I’ll be around here more often.
THE SONGS OF ICE AND FIRE
The Bear and the Maiden Fair — Christocakes.
The Bear and the Maiden Fair — The Hold Steady.
The Bear and the Maiden Fair — Karliene.
Brave Danny Flint — Varol Gündüz.
The Day They Hanged Black Robin — Christocakes.
The Dornishman’s Wife — Karliene.
The Dornishman’s Wife — Christocakes.
The Dornishman’s Wife — Ryan Yunck.
Hands of Gold — Ryan Yunck.
Iron Lances — The Valentine Wolfe.
The Last of the Giants — Karliene.
The Last of the Giants — Christocakes.
The Last of the Giants — Ryan Yunck.
My Featherbed — Karliene.
On a Misty Morn — Sophie Proud.
The Rains of Castamere — Sigur Rós.
The Rains of Castamere — Karliene.
The Rains of Castamere — Daniel Becker.
The Rains of Castamere — The National.
The Rains of Castamere — Ryan Yunck.
Rat Cook — Sophie Proud.
The Seasons of My Love — Sophie Proud.
The Song of the Seven — Karliene.
The Song of the Seven — Ryan Yunck.
The Song of the Seven — Christocakes.
It’s no secret that George R.R. Martin likes inventing songs for his imaginary realm, and as someone who loves worldbuilding, I am duly grateful. Here’s a compilation ( though by no means a complete one ) of all the in-universe ASOIAF songs that I could find. Feel free to reblog and add any that I have missed. If you haven’t finished the books yet and want to know more about what these songs are about, see THIS PAGE.
Strong female characters need to remain female.Or else it’s just like,what’s the point? We’re not built to take down big guys in armor, we’re built to outsmart them.
“You don’t know what you want,” he repeated after her, giving a soft sigh. In his mood, he had forgotten all about the puppy attack which was about to occur. Startled by the sound she emitted as he was locking up, he turned to see what had happened. He chuckled at the sight of it, but quickly went to her to make sure she didn’t injure herself running into the bricks.
“It’s all right, love, it’s just Spitfire.” Crowley wrapped his arms around her waist and turned his head, giving a little whistle for the pup. “I just got him. He’s… got a rather excited personality, so don’t mind if that happens a lot. He’s harmless.” The pup came over and was pawing at Crowley’s legs, as if he were determined to crawl up them. Tail was wagging madly, pink tongue hanging out of his mouth as he got slobber on Crowley’s immaculate suit, but he didn’t much seem to mind.
Kaura’s hands gripped his upper sleeves with some sense of the panic she had just felt, and hazel eyes skittered all over the floor, looking for what she knew she couldn’t even see. Eventually, the movement of Crowley’s pant leg caught her gaze and held it. “Spitfire,” she repeated, staring at the phantom pup. “You might have mentioned a new pet before now.”
She wanted to comment on his ‘harmless’ statement considering the fact that it was Spitfire and his lot that was going to drag her to Hell eventually, but she kept her mouth shut. She’d tormented Crowley enough with all that. It was her burden to bear. Slowly, she crouched down and reached out until her fingers met with a slobbery tongue. “Hey, puppy,” she greeted. “Maybe give a bit of warning next time, huh?”
X for the kiss meme again but this time from lordofthecrossing, my walder frey sideblog.
7. good morning kiss
Sometimes…. most times, Kaura still could not understand how she had ended up married to Walder fucking Frey. It had been some violent twist of politics and Robb had insisted upon the necessity. Who was she to deny her king?
Words were said, cloaks were haphazardly thrown around, and now she was stuck at the Twins for the rest of her life. With one of the most despised Lords of the Seven Kingdoms.
“Didn’t you hear me, girl? I said come give your husband a good morning kiss!”
She tried not to grimace against the grating of his voice against her eardrums, but it was hard to refrain. Her feet carried her to where he sat, and sheer force of will caused her to stoop and press a kiss to his cheek. “Good morning, husband,” she mumbled.
“If you’re putting my little spawn in danger, I certainly can.” Walder grumbled, reaching his hand between his legs and scratching.
She stood so fast that the small bench she had been sitting on went flying backwards. “You have enough fucking spawn already!” she roared, hurling the hairbrush across the room. “I’ll be damned if I curse the world with another fucking Frey.”
“But it’s still only summer, regardless of what they say. It’ll be coming soon enough, yes, but it’s ridiculous.”
“I... my Lady, this really is a typical day here. You are not the first in the King’s party to be displeased, however. I am sorry there is not more we can do. Perhaps I might fetch you another cloak?”
@chainednortherner cont. [x]
Kaura was riding The Gift at the request of Jon, watching for signs of the approaching winter and making sure that the land was still safe and suitable for the recently relocated Free Folk. A horse had come barreling out of nowhere with a half conscious rider, stopping only once Kaura got alongside it and grabbed the reins.
She’d dismounted and caught what she now saw was a woman as the other slipped from the saddle. “I know you,” she murmured. “You’re Elain Umber.” She could not explain how her memory of the woman had remained so intact. It had been nearly a decade since they had last met, and Kaura had been nothing more than a child, but something had stuck.
“I’m Kaura Mormont. It’s alright. You’re safe with me.”
Elain looked ragged, as if she hadn’t slept in days. Her weak response immediately brought Kaura’s guard up. “Who’s after you? Are they close?” Without waiting for the answer, the Mormont woman hoisted the Umber into her arms and began making her way towards a nearby cave. Her mount trailed faithfully behind her, and Elain’s followed suit. “Stay with me, my Lady.”
Sentence Meme: The Strange Case Of...
“A little evil goes a long, long way.” “Don’t let me get in your way.” “Get it off your chest.” “I didn’t want to escape.” “I know everyone you’ve ever trusted has let you down.” “I know there’s something more in your room.” “I know you can’t resist this.” “I know you wanna risk it.” “I love the way that it hurts.” “I miss the late nights.” “I think you hate me because you want me.” “I was wrong.” “I’d rather fight than just fake it.” “I’m not looking for love.” “I’m right outside your door.” “It’s all right, you’re safe in here with me.” “Just give in and you won’t be sorry.” “Just know that I’ll make you hurt.” “Lead me back home.” “Maybe we could stick around for just one more drink?” “Put on the blindfold.” “Show me things you’ve never shown before.” “Sit back down.” “Tell me all about your past.” “We could just go home right now.” “We’re not going home tonight.” “You better get me home before the sun comes up.” “You call me a bitch like it’s a bad thing.” “You don’t have to hide from me.” “You know that I’ve had enough.” “You only want what you can’t have.” “You’re a sharp dressed man.” “You’re coming with me.” “You’re foaming at the mouth.”
“Seven hells, why is it so cold?”
Kaura cleared her throat awkwardly. “Well... it’s the North, my Lady. To someone so used to Southern weather, it is always cold here. And they say that Winter is coming as well.”
http://8tracks.com/bonecarving/its-almost-midnight
The River - Blues Saraceno Blackbird Song - Lee de Wyzw Bad Moon Rising - Morning Ritual cover House of the Rising Sun - Lauren O’Connell cover Push + Pull - July Talk Devil Gets Your Soul - Nick Nolan Smells Like Teen Spirit - Think Up Anger ft Malia J cover Gonna Need a Grave - Urban Country The Killing Moon - Greg Laswell cover Pale Rider - Heavy Horses
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Time was nothing more than a fluid, repeating element in Hell. Wake up, get tortured to death, die. Wake up, get tortured to death, die. On repeat. Every day. Eventually day becomes an obscure part of the vocabulary, used about as often as happiness, sunlight, laughter, and contentment. Time ceases to exist, and all there is is the knife.
Or the scissors, or the meat tenderizer. It really depended on the mood of the torturer. Kaura had seen all three and more during her time on the rack. With the brief but painful orientation of hellhound claws. However, true to her claim, she had withstood it. For 100 Hell years, she screamed but did not break. Her flesh was ripped from its bones more times than she could count. Her fingers were broken and removed. She had tasted her own blood and insides, and it had been the only food or drink they gave.
She might have defied them forever. Perhaps... if one single thought had not crossed her mind.
Ned knew.
Ned would have known something was amiss. He would have looked into it. He would have figured it out. He knew she was going to Hell for him, and he did nothing.
There was a resounding crack as her soul shattered. Lightning streaked across the empty expanse above, and from her mouth came an otherworldly snarl and scream. Her torture master, a demon who called itself Moloch, glanced over his shoulder, then calmly replaced his equipment, packed up, and left.
Her restraints were gone. She sat up.
“I brought him back. I can kill him again just as easily.”
chainednortherner replied to your post:Can anyone point me to a legit link for a...
when they find one, can you send the link to me, too?
Will do, mon ami. My best friend got it somewhere. She’s just taking too long to reply to me. lol
Can anyone point me to a legit link for a Photoshop download (that preferably has no $ attached?)
Fluffy/Blushy Sentence Starters
aka “I can feel my cheeks blushing from just thinking about what I want to say to you”
“I like the way your hand fits in mine.”
“You have something in your hair, umm… Do you want me to get it out?”
“It’s nice that your voice was the first thing I heard today.”
“You can call me whenever you want… Even if you don’t have a reason to.”
“I’m bad at texting first, so I always end up hoping you will.”
“This movie is really scary, but you’re into it so I’m trying not to cover my face the whole time, but- WHAT IS THAT?”
“Wait, don’t pull away… Not yet.”
“You look really cute in that sweater.”
“Half the time I get too embarrassed to say anything.”
“No, it’s fine. I can wait until you’re done talking to them.”
“No, like…. It’s just, I can’t believe you’re actually wearing my clothes.”
“You’re a big piece of inspiration for this, honestly.”
“God, you always make me blush so damn much.”
“I’ve been trying to get ready for like an hour and a half, because I know you’re going to look so good and I need to try and match up.”
“Would it be too cliche if we matched clothes a little?”
“First second I saw you and I couldn’t get over how beautiful you were.”
“I wanted to say “I love you” for the first time without stuttering, but that failed.”
“Could you hold my hand?”
“You can’t leave without letting me hug you first.”
“I really love holding you, darling.”
“That pet name was so gushy, but it was also so cute.”
“Aw, you’re blushing like a rose.”
“Your lips are really warm.”
“I can’t get over how a few months ago I wanted to learn your name and now you’re having breakfast with me in my sweater.”
“No, mom, don’t tell him/her I said that about him/her!”
“My friends get so annoyed by how much I talk about how sometimes.”
“Wanna, like– I mean, if you’re not busy… We could get lunch? Or even just coffee if you don’t have a lot of time?”
“Wow, I didn’t think you could make me smile this big.”
“You don’t need to leave so soon.”
“You look so comfy, and cuddle-able.”
“Quit smiling at me, I can’t stop messing up my sentences when you look at me like that.”
“You’re hiding under the blanket because you’re blushing?”
“You make me so happy.”
“Don’t give me that puppy dog face. How am I supposed to say no to that?”
“You made these cupcakes for me?”
“I look forward to holding you close in bed soon.”
“Let’s share my coat, since you’re so cold.”
“I can’t believe I got the first date, let alone a year.”
“You make me feel so damn gushy.”
“How do you always manage to look so captivating?”
“Would you mind if I kissed you?”
“Are you sugar personified or something?”
“I know I’ve kissed you like, ten times, but just like another ten, please.”
“You’re the perfect height for me to rest my chin on your head.”
“I would’ve had breakfast ready, but you were sleeping on my arm, and I didn’t want to wake you.”
“Is it cold outside or are you just blushing?”
“Yeah… Huh? Oh, sorry I was just thinking about my girl/boyfriend.”
“I’m so in love with her/him, I don’t know what do do.”
“I remember practicing how to ask you out to the mirror.”
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