#ironiisms

[wasoftarth-blog]

» ║ ironiisms ( starter call. )

          && through her body runs a cord, senseless but immutable in nature that curls her fingers around the cold hilt of her blade. oddly tempered but warm in battle is she, though no hint of it lingers here but for the blood in the maiden of tarth’s veins. caution will not hide, makes itself known in her eyes, in her back, in the line of her lips.

                                     “     come no closer. who do you fight for?     ”

[madeofwildfire]

ironiisms​ ♥’d this for a starter

                                                            ⊱♕ 𝓠𝓾𝒆𝒆𝓷  𝑦𝔬𝔲 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔢 ♕⊰

To say she’d been growing restless  would be a tremendous understatement & you’d only be fooling yourself.  It wasn’t GUILT she felt,  it was anticipation and the wait was killing her.  It  was eating her from the inside & torturing her with each thought that infested mind & worked on bringing her down like one conscious hive mind.  So perhaps that is  WHY  she finds herself  ( uninvited, alone, stranded. )  by the steps of  HER  apartment.  She has her disposeable cellphone with her  & she dials the number she has memorised for it was too dangerous to write down. She couldn’t be connected to her. Not in any way.

         She hates the rain, hates the cold air that burrows into her bones only to hollow          them out & expose weakness.  Echoing inside her she can only hear emptiness          shouting back at her & she blames the cold. It’s DARK as she leans against the          door, trying to hide her face from those who walk past her, though the dark wig          ought to be enough to distract.  A Lannister trademark  hidden from prying eyes.          When she finally hears the voice at the other end of the line she wastes no time          stating her business.  She needed to TALK to her, she needed the reassurance          & that was not something she could simply ask for.

                ❝ I’m outside. ❞

[crownedinthenorth]

Snow!!

DRABBLE MEME | status: accepting

It is cold when they meet again, even by Northern standards. Cold enough to freeze ears and noses and make breathing a painful chore. There’s frost clinging to Robb’s beard and his fingers ache in spite of the fact he’s wearing heavy gloves lined with fur. Not the sort of weather a man should brave, but he’d insisted on meeting her on the shore and so there he stands. No doubt his men mislike him for it, unsure as to why they’re freezing their balls off when surely Balon Greyjoy’s daughter could simply join them at camp. They do not know of the history their King shares with her, nor how important this possible alliance truly is.

Gods willing, Asha Greyjoy can gain him a Kingdom.

As she crosses the distance between them, working through the snow coated sand with heavy legs that are sure to be steadier at sea than on land, Robb thinks her much the same. The years between their last encounter and this one have not affected her as much as all that. 

She isn’t much changed, but he certainly is. He’s a King now, with a crown on his head and men to lead, if not yet a Kingdom.

❝ Asha,❞ he greets her, the cold making his voice hoarse and the air bloom with white mist between them, ❝ welcome back North.❞

[skjoldmoy]

ironiisms said: ;; & also asha’s got a big LESBIAN crush on BOTH of them.

asha can ya please keep it in ur pants thanks

[leadingwolf-archive-blog]

meme. status: accepting.

( ironiisms )

❝ Bittersweet and strange, finding you can change, learning you were wrong. ❞ And how wrong he’d been, and how CHANGED he stood. The auburn haired boy with snow ‘pon his hair was but a FADING MEMORY of a time long lost ; which now could only live in his mind, at nights where dreams were strong enough to override nightmares. Oh, but there was nothing sweet about it, was there? No, he’d lied. Only a bitter taste was left in his tongue. 

[dragcnslayr-blog]

did you know that i think i’ve known jackie ( ironiisms ) for something like 2 years now back when I played Domeric Bolton/Rodrik Greyjoy and she was Margaery Tyrell and she has always, without fail in all that time introduced/named herself as queen jackie? 

and it’s just so true where is the lie

[queenmakcr-archived]

ironiisms  liked for a starter

                             " You know for a captor                                                          you're very pleasant. "

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