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“ i don’t know, i can’t say i’ve ever seen a beast like that. “ his eyes scan the fallen body, daring to poke it with his foot. the fact that it didn’t disappear into a cloud of golden dust only means that it does not belong in tartarus, but where it came from remains a mystery. “ it’s dead, who fucking cares. “ / @wiingedwolf
It seemed with each day that passed that there would be no end to the stragglers come to the Wall, half-alive with empty bellies and hearts filled with a dying hope. North or south they came, often alone, though at times they were in pairs or even more and they would look upon the Lord Commander’s face and know that there would be no salvation here. Another mouth to feed. Another body for him to protect and what choice did he have but to send them to Mole’s Town to join the others who numbered near the thousands now, all desperate for relief that he was unable to provide.
And today.
Today there came another.
A sworn brother burst through his solar doors, sweat dripping from his brows that was like to chill him if the boy lacked sense enough to remain within and his breath ragged as though he’d run down the length of the Wall. Then Jon heard the news and he understood. He should have known better. Not after Alys Karstark and the hope that’d fluttered in his chest like a bird in flight until its wings had been clipped the moment his eyes had lain upon that girl and that same hope had plummeted as dead weight to the ground.
But he was quick enough to journey to the gate, taking the steps two at a time. The crowd parted at once upon his arrival and there across the distance, Jon stared down at a still living ghost. “Bran.” His breath was a white wisp that curled in the cold. He took one halting step forward followed by another until he was hurrying across the snow and dropped to his knees before the boy. “I thought you dead. They’d all said you were dead and I believed even when the dreams…” He swallowed thickly, a shaky smile making him appear years younger. Years closer to his true age. “I dreamt I saw you as a tree. If you’re alive then… what of Rickon?” // @wiingedwolf ♥’d
“ Are you hungry ? Bet they don’t serve good food up ‘ere. You know not a lot o’ people remember that cooking’s’bout MORE than just yer stomach. Y’know what I learnt ‘fore I came ‘ere ? Ye don’t starve if ye like wha’ yer eating. With pies, it’s why I always brown th’ butter first and use crushed sour cherries in’th’ crust ! An’ you ain’t ever got a pie if ye don’t ‘ave gravy. I can make somethin’ else too. ”
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❝ BRAN , THAT LOOKS LIKE A GREAT BATCH OF POTATOES . ❞ slender fingers ruffle his dark locks , hoping to see a even a slight smile . since coming to stay at her home , the young stark seemed to be unhappy / something she could easily understand . ❝ mind carrying those into the house for me ? i could use a strong man like you to HELP . ❞
♡. @wiingedwolf wants lyanna
raise your hand if you’ve ever been personally victimized by the Starks ( except robb, he’s an angel ).
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SEND ME A ▲FOR AN UNPOPULAR OPINION.
I don’t know if this is an unpopular opinion since I have been seeing a few people hint or even openly saying the same thing for a while now, but it’s definitely a CONTROVERSIAL opinion: I am so sick and tired of this ‘receipt’ culture on Tumblr. Users are made to feel like they constantly have to walk on eggshells whenever they post an opinion, and have to recheck their posts several times before actually posting them to make sure they don’t receive hate.
This MOB MENTALITY is very tiring and one of the main reasons why I left my main blog, even though it was doing so well that I had over 60k followers. I have seen some of my friends get vicious hate for the most benign opinions. One of them left their blog like me after receiving threats for refusing a request from a blogger ( whom they had never met ) about reblogging one of the said user’s body positivity posts— even though she explained it wasn’t because she disliked body positivity, but simply because she didn’t like reblogging posts outside of her main fandom, which was Tolkien’s Legendarium. Another one received UNREAL amount of vitriol from half of the ASOIAF fandom for saying, wait for it, he doesn’t think Sansa Stark is an interesting character.
I haven’t been to the political / non-rp / fandom part of Tumblr for many months now so I don’t know if things have calmed down but judging by a few posts I see from time to time, it doesn’t look like it has. But I am really tired of this RIDICULOUS Tumblr mentality and truly hope that anyone who participates in these ‘online mobs’ gets a reality check very soon. It’s not okay to harass people ( and have your friends join in ) because you disagree with their opinions. Get real.
ACCEPTING.
@wiingedwolf ♥’d for a thing
" if you’re good you get PIZZA, if you’re naughty, poison. “ smile curves lips, voice playful enough to be comprehended as joking, “ unless you DON’T like pizza, then i have to change tactics. “
