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Wow, I’m completely floored to have reached (and gone past) 100 followers... and while I was on hiatus too! Are you guys lost?
Anyways, I just want to say I appreciate each and everyone of you, thank you for sticking with me! I made this blog 7 months ago and I never imagined it would take me so far, make me meet so many awesome peole.
Under the cut is a (hopefully complete) list of some special people who’ve made running this blog and writing Jamie so much fun! (for people with multiple blogs I’m only listing one)
baes since forever (those who followed me from previous blogs)
@dear-indies: the RPC wouldn’t the same without you guys! Thank you for all the time and hard work you dedicate to helping us and making our corner of the internet a better place.
and some precious non-roleplay people who have made my experience in this fandom great
[ 📲 • SMS: work ] —— you know I can't give you more than a maybe
[ 📲 • SMS: work ] —— and you also know how much I hate that
[ 📲 • SMS: work ] —— 20 minutes. give me 20 min and I'll give you a solid answer
he set his phone facedown on the desk, letting out an exasperated sigh.
if it were solely up to him they would be together now, but after his father
and brother’s deaths, the Stark stock fell to him, and with that came certain
expectations- - - even in his dating life it seemed.
Myriam had been trained to grin and bear things, to not have an opinion, to simply smile and look pretty and please men - but she could stay silent at such words. “Fuckin’ wrong?” she hissed at the man. “Things went fuckin’ wrong because the Boltons are traitorous cunts, and they managed to find scum like you and your Whitehills to follow them and support them,” she told him. She would likely feel the back of his hand for speaking in such a way, but she did not care. When she thought of that poor boy who she had watched grow up, only a few years younger than her, and the rest of his family too, she wanted to find every Bolton man herself and make them pay.
Surprise flickered in soldier’s eyes for a second, but then he just scowled distastefully, going back to sipping ale from his mug. This wasn’t something he’d expect from a tavern wench, such bold words spoken to someone she must’ve thought still served the Boltons. He guessed, that was just the way things went for him now — even whores voicing their contempt for him loudly & pridefully. Suited him just fine.
“How interesting.” Harys scoffed, putting his mug down & observing the woman in front of him. “Anything else you would like to share with me for my money?” Even if she had no way of knowing he’s been dismissed from Whitehills’ service, it took some balls for a girl to speak with someone twice as big as her in such manner. “Nothing new here, though — Boltons may have scum like me serving them, while Starks only have whores like you to speak in their defense. That fits them, honestly... Whores, with nothing, but more whores in their service!..” Man let out a low, drunken chuckle, satisfied with his retort. He had already emptied enough mugs to make him relaxed, to the point of opening up to a random wench — apparently, not the best course of action for him tonight.
theon bby i heard a rumour that you glue on all your body hair, is this true?
Theon stared incredulously at the wench before him. Glue on his body hair? What did she take him for? He'd never heard of something so ridiculous in all his life. "Considering how hot and wet the air oft is between us you'd think the glue would have melted at least once, don't you?" He asked with a critical grin. "Or did you not think of that, girl, before asking such a stupid question."
@winterswhcre replied to your post: winterswhcre: i feel sorry for cat stark because...
one of those moments where the whole room falls silent and ned is like “dude wtf”
Just think of poor Ned; how frequently over the years of their marriage, when they were at dinner, did he remember that men in the room really admired his wife’s breasts to a ogling extreme. Like for some reason I feel Cat could deal with it better than Ned could. @handofhonor thoughts?
