#exilekniight

[zcldrizes-a]

khaleesi, daario won't get off the xbox and it's MY turn

sighs loudly.

[txrosh]

YOU SKATE OR YOU DIE, DAARIO. YOU SKATE. OR YOU DIE.

UNDER THE STORMCROW’S BANNERS|| ACCEPTING.

“Honestly, old man. all I hear when you talk is  bla bla bla“

Daario mental image of Jorah talking like a teenager.

[thesellsword]

i showed you my dick please respond

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[jqrah]

I LOVE U

I LOVE U MORE

[killthebxy]

--- @exilekniight ---

          i love how our topic in the IM is the importance of Kit Harington’s face, and then you go and send me the loveliest of asks like it’s nothing. BO DO YOU EVEN REALIZE HOW MUCH I LOVE & CHERISH YOU?? BECAUSE IT IS A LOT. my sweet, precious, amazing, wonderful bear ❤❤❤

[wildfireyes]

/cue jorah showering cersei w/ attention bc he's scared of her

“Smart man. Though it’s a shame the same could not be said of where you’ve chosen to place your loyalties.”

[boltxnbastard]

callout post ramsay is a meanie weanie

CALLED TF OUT !!!!!!! It’s a fact and honestly he needs to work on his behavior smdh :/

[bearchiild]

        WAR WAS COMING ; and with war came endless meetings, meticulous planning, and never-ending discussions about what might be the best course of action to take. deep in these conversations was the young lady of bear island, holding herself with chin held high and such poise that no one could possibly think she was only eleven. the age did not matter, nor did some of the murmurs from the northern men who might doubt her abilities. many of the men were more than willing to follow her and listen to her. and many of those men surrounded her at this moment, voices crossing over voices as men argued about who should move to defend CASTLE BLACK. it was almost eerier, though, how these voices seemed to hush as the soft footsteps of another man seemed to echo throughout the stone-walled hall. heads turned and voices began but this time much more concerned, more hushed. lyanna glanced to the man, eyes narrowing as she debates who he might be, then the whisper of her maester confirms it. 

        jaws clenched, eyes narrow, and the young woman seemed to sit up just a bit more. to seem intimidating or ready to stand? but before anyone could move, before anyone could speak, the lady spoke:  “ what are YOU doing here? ” 

@exilekniight