#mysericordia

[muutosarchive]

“he left me, dude!” he got arrested.& she understood, but at the same time it hurt that he went away instead of pursuing other options. a naive way of thinking. & she is certainly reverting to her selfish, eight year old point of view.. but it’s her dad. “he could’ve stopped letting that fucking creep around me & stayed. i fucking needed him! i needed my dad & he did what he fucking did anyway.” 

@mysericordia​    /  /    from rae. 

[spacedoc]

   ❝  𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃   𝐌𝐄             never   to   piss   you   off . ❞    

 @mysericordia​ ​ ​​      /     sc

[starstrekked]

❝   You’re   not   about   to   change   my   meal   plan   card   are   you   ?   Bones   likes   to   change   it   all   the   time   and   he   keeps   giving   me   salads.         ------I   hate   salads.      ❞   @mysericordia​ | liner call

[samenkomen]

𝐣𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐬. remembers the blood mingling with muck as his face hit the dirt. swimming in it. not unlike now, in a way. a lannister. the cloths he uses to wipe his ass, were once & are once more embroidered with proud lions. he’s been struck from his horse, stripped of his limbs & his pride. surrounded by his own shit, & stuck in the same clothes for a year. like a trained swine. but none of that compared to the realization that his eldest son was going to die. brows slightly narrowed, lips slightly part in remembrance. a breath pushing at an unarmoured chest. the haunt still remains in his lannister green eyes, & thin lips. his face so rich with the silent grief of a man living a lie. like you could tell the reel was still replaying the moment. nothing more degrading than being able to do nothing for the woman you love, & the son you made both. & right now, cersei wants nothing to do with him. not to mention his brother is in the dungeons. “a few days ago, my own son told me that i was old, & useless.” he starts. chin slightly lowered, as he stares at his golden hand -  studying the details. though eyes trail up soon enough, to regard her face. “& the day before yesterday - he proved himself right.” confiding in her... he needed someone, surely, & what better than someone impartial? someone he’s grown to trust, over the time he’s been back at the keep. “what kind of father can’t protect his own son?” he wonders. brows narrowing in disbelief. “maybe my father’s right. maybe, i should take the rock before he changes his mind.”

@mysericordia    /  /    surprise!

[tcpimpabutterfly]

@mysericordia​  —  ♡ ‘d for a one liner (accepting)

          “What’s the point of nice days when stupid people are allowed to enjoy them too?”

[nombreux]

‘ mama, ’ rj says as he skulks into the kitchen, black hoodie over his head. ‘ why are you the only person in the world that can love me ? ’ he asks her, there’s tears in the teen’s eyes. his heart is aching. he’s nothing like his sister, he’s nothing like his father, hell, he’s nothing even like his mother. he’s looking at the floor, kicking his own feet. the teen hadn’t felt happy in years, but these days it got worse and worse. ‘ i feel lost. ’ he says, accent thick. 

*      ╰       ⋮      a random thing to make us weep ━━ @mysericordia​

[wheredemonslie]

@mysericordia​ SAID:  ' brush ' ( @ jim ! )

           it had been a really rough week at the office. michael had been all over the place with the new merger and dwight has been twice as annoying than usual ( which , he didn’t even think was possible to begin with ). because of this , he felt like he really needed to go out and have a drink. what better person to go out with than temp ? it felt like she was the only other normal person in the office. after a few beers ( and maybe even a shot or two ) , they had been laughing and talking up a storm at the bar counter. jim had found his hand on her knee without him realizing it and then , before he knew it , her small hand had caressed through his messy brown hair. his eyes had shot open wide at the gesture. she yanked her hand back in embarrassment but that was the opposite of what jim wanted her to do.     ❛      no , no , no , it’s okay     ❜     he chuckled under his breath , hesitantly taking her hand and putting it back through his hair.      ❛     feels nice...    ❜    he admits in a quiet tone , his cheeks heating up slightly. 

send me ❛ brush ❜ for my character’s reaction to your character running their fingers through my character’s hair.

[jupitcr]

@mysericordia liked for a starter! BASED on #3.

tony knocked upon temperance’s door, stepping back a bit as he awaited her to open it. another ‘PROBLEM’ came to mind that he wanted her to take a look at: his heat had broken, so to say, so he wanted her to come check it out. and by that, he just put dead batteries in it, so it wouldn’t turn on. it’s just ANOTHER excuse for her to come over. but this time, he made the place look and smell pretty nice, the room filling with the scent of the dinner he was cooking in the oven. maybe this could LURE her to stay for a bit.