#ircndaughter

[ircnreaver-blog]

who is your favourite child? I just need to hear it again.

 Balon proudly walked over to his daughter, his hands cupping her face in their rough grip as he looked down at her, and with pride in his voice he let everyone in the hall hear it.   “ You will always be my favorite. Well - you and Maron tie for it now that my SON IS BACK! ” Balon pulled from his daughter and threw his cup of ale down the hall towards the door as he roared with laughter. “My heir is home! “

[wineinthewidow]

sprinkles holy drowned god water at. " you now shall worship the right god. forget R'hollor, he sucks. "

UM EXCUSE- / @ircndaughteralways accepting religion suggestions

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              “Do not ever- throw sea water at me again.”

[killthebxy]

casually throws an octopus in his face.

// @ircndaughter

jape’s on her, tonight the black brothers are feasting on ROASTED KRAKEN WANNABE.

[agirlofwinterfell]

ircndaughter replied to your post “Once I learn to write a northern english accent, it’s’ over for you...”

I can teach you scottish slang

Please do. I know some Irish and English slang that I’ve been using, but I’m completely out of my element 

[wintcrskiss]

@ircndaughter liked for a starter

He had told her that this place would be different - but that really had been it. The brief descriptions she had heard about the islands hadn’t been enough to truly ease her worries now that she was here. She was not important in the grand scheme of things, but she did not want to embarrass Theon, to be a point of ridicule for him among the other Ironborn. She had arrived with him a few days ago, and had been keeping to herself. Only today did she first venture outside on her own, following a path along some cliffs - staying away from the edge of course - and marvelling at the sea. She had never seen it before she had left Winter Town, and it was a sight to behold. So transfixed was she that it was some time before she realised someone else was approaching. Turning, Myriam watched in interest until the other woman was close enough. “M’lady,” she said, still somewhat unsure of how to address Theon’s remaining family. “What brings you out here?” 

[ircnmother-blog]

say it, mother. I have to hear it. who is your favourite? it is Theon isn't it? oh please don't let it be Rodrik.

“Theon is my baby boy, but no, that shithead is not the favourite, Greenlander he is. Rodrik is fucking stupid. He gets that from your father. He’s also a drunk. He gets that from my father, unfortunately. No, it is not you either, not when you constantly ask.” 

[ircnmother-blog]

ircndaughter replied to your post: ircndaughter replied to your post: HEY HOT MAMA...

imagine me looking like dad. what a disaster that would have been.

It’s best we not think of such disasters. 

[ircnmother-blog]

ircndaughter replied to your post: HEY HOT MAMA WHAT'RE YOU DOING TONIGHT? ME? OKAY.

I got my wit and good looks from mum for sure.

Yes, and we thank the Drowned God every day for it.