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[peridans]

          @adclight   ♡‘d   FOR A STARTER

          ‘  my lady   —  ’     𝐀 𝐍𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃.   then, a smile.     ‘  —   my father tells me that you are a FINE SINGER.   is this true?   if so, you are certainly a rarity.   i’ve often been led to believe no one north of riverrun can hold a tune.  ’

[agirlingrey]

🎭 (yaaas!)

I always find fancasting women way more fun than fancasting men ( sorry m’dudes ) so you are getting more than one option. Sorry I don’t make the rules. Except this is my blog so I totally do.

Astrid Berges-Friseby

Caitlin Stasey

Roslin is so precious.

send me 🎭 and i’ll recast your muse with a new fc ! /  ACCEPTING.

[honorcalls]

how did you get this scar?

Robb watched as Roslin traced her finger over the scar in his shoulder. He stopped her hand holding it in his and smiling. “South, a Lannister Arrow.” He shivered just thinking about it, sometimes he thought the gods had meant him to die from that arrow. but the gods, though they could not have seen him, as far south as he had been.

[tallowes]

@adclight said: “this was not your fault.” (theon maybe? or other asoiaf muse) i forget which but it’s a meme

❝ MAYBE ❞ he stays by the window staring out it blank faced. There’s likely not much he really could have done to stop any of it, his father certainly never would have helped the Starks, if he was there Robb would still be dead and he’d be dead right next to him. ❝ Doesn’t really make it better does it ? They’re dead and I’m not. That’s damning enough as it is ❞

[fifthbornforrester]

/anon/ the sweetest cupcake to ever cake /anon/

ANONYMOUSLY TELL ME YOUR HONEST OPINION ABOUT ME. I CAN’T REPLY, JUST PUBLISH.

[wolveshonor]

❝ There are other ways to beat someone than with fists. ❞

And I Darken Sentence Prompts || @adclight

Robb smiled down at the floor while he watched his wife take the seat across from him. The throne room was finally empty of all his men and their dissenting opinions, so her chair scraped loudly across the worn stone floor. It had been a nasty scene--the Lannister boys murdered, Lord Karstark unwilling to answer for the crimes, his uncle, the Blackfish, punching him across the face for his insult of Robb’s rule. Now, the men who had followed Lord Karstark in their treason would be hung, and Robb would execute the Lord later that day, effectively losing half his army in the name of justice. He smiled, but his eyes were miles away. 

She was right, of course; some troubles could be solved without fists, and he had called his Uncle off immediately, but he could not deny that he’d taken some satisfaction in watching Lord Karstark fall to his knees. It was likely to be the last satisfaction he’d see in quite some time. When this was through, he just might lose this war. 

“What would you have me do?” he asked. “He must die.” He sighed heavily and pulled his crown from his head, placing it on Roslin’s brow instead. She looked very pretty, crowned in bronze and silver, a sight that suited her dark hair and her fine skin. “Perhaps you should be the king,” he teased. “And I shall simply warm your bed instead.” 

[russetwolf]

@adclight   ||   continued from here

Roslin was certain her cheeks were still flushed, not because of the water temperature, but because of the intimacy of the situation. She should be used to this by now, the gods know Robb had seen her unclothed more than once. Yet, feeling exposed still brought butterflies to her stomach in the same way it had the first night they had been together.

Attempting to relax, the Brown-haired girl closed her eyes and gave out a soft breath. If she pushed shame to a side, it was a rather relaxing experience. Just the two of them, in a quiet room, enjoying each other’s presence in silence; that was something they could rarely bask upon.

Opening her eyes again, the young woman looked over her shoulder and smiled softly. It was hard still to convince herself that he was hers. He was not only a handsome man, but she had soon discovered he also possessed a golden heart and a will that wasn’t present in most. He was a man to be admired.

   ❛ It should be me helping you bathe. You must be exhausted. ❜

The warm water had seeped into his muscles, had slowly but surely helped him relax into the wooden tub holding both him and his wife until he was almost drowsy. The soft sounds of the water slushing and the fire cackling in the hearth only contributed, as much as the comforting warmth of Roslin’s body leaning against his chest.

“Hmm?” he hummed when she spoke up, blinking and tightening his arm around her imperceptibly. When her words registered with him, Robb let out a soft laugh and shook his head. The hand holding the sponge was still brushing gently over her stomach, probably had - deep in thought as he had been - for a while now.

“Don’t worry, I’m enjoying myself very much. Unless...” He hesitated, eyebrows drawing up, the corners of his mouth twitching, and he pressed his lips against her shoulder in a kiss. “That was you very politely telling me that I need a thorough scrubbing before I should continue touching you.”

[snowmcid]

“Woah, someone drank too much egg nog.” (maybe in a modern!AU?)

Meme || No longer accepting || @adclight

christmas / holiday starters

“Arya said that the eggnog was virgin - or she may have called me a virgin, I’m not really sure anymore.” she explained, voice fading into a near distant whisper as she leaned against Roslin, who must have been the most comfortable person that ever existed. “ I hate drinking, it makes me all foggy and I don’t like it,  but I do like you! You’re so sweet, do you know that? You’re just so nice and I love that about you. Everyone else is so mean and bitter, but not youu~”