quietandcontained reblogged your post:Your roleplaying is awesome and I wish we interacted more!
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You! Why did you go on anon to send that to me. *judging you* I don't bite.

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quietandcontained reblogged your post:Your roleplaying is awesome and I wish we interacted more!
meeeee
You! Why did you go on anon to send that to me. *judging you* I don't bite.
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[Text: ???] One of the Stark kids better not have given you my number as a joke. [Text: ???] Also, aren't you a little young to be sending nude photos? To anyone? Not just a man twice your age.
"I… I’m just disappointed in you."
❝Disappointed? Oh, yer disappointed!❞
❝- - - - For wha’? Me tellin’ t’truth?!❞
She watches from a distance. These human women have a way of capturing her curiosity, creatures with beating hearts, though all these meatsacks are truly good for is more flesh for the growing army. But Ijörka has never known any different to how she is. Her mother had died in childbirth with her, and she had been born of ice and pain. But these human women...they were different to her. And it ensnared the Nights Queen's attention, her wonder. She wants to touch her skin. She wants to look at this woman up close, but the walker knows she cannot. Instead, she lurks from a distance, blue eyes burning bright like dying stars.