SON OF FIRE

indie selective STANNIS BARATHEON of game of thrones. sideblog to thesellsword.

[theprincepromised]

…But when does a comet become a METEOR? When does a candle become a BLAZE? When does a man become a MONSTER? When does a ripple become a TIDAL WAVE? When does the reason become the BLAME?

WHEN DOES A MAN BECOME A MONSTER?

[sdillanes]

[jaimelannister]

The Dance of Dragons. It’s the story of the fight between Rhaenyra Targaryen and her half-brother Aegon for control of the Seven Kingdoms. Both of them thought they belonged on the Iron Throne. When people started declaring for one of them or the other, their fight divided the kingdom in two. Brothers fought brothers. Dragons fought dragons. By the time it was over, thousands were dead. And it was a disaster for the Targaryens as well. They never truly recovered.

— “The dance of dragons”? Why is that a dance? Doesn’t make much sense.

That's just what they call it. I think it’s poetic.

GAME OF THRONES 5.09 — The Dance of Dragons

[theprincepromised]

fun AU ideas: ramsay beats stannis in the first battle of winterfell & doesn’t kill him right away

[theprincepromised]

bro sometimes i just sit here and think about how much stannis hates mace tyrell

[mylestoyne]

Given the battle at the Wall and the battle outside Deepwood Motte, I feel like we don’t talk enough about Stannis just showing up at battles unexpectedly a la the Spanish Inquisition.

NO ONE EXPECTS THE STANNIS INQUISITION 

[theprincepromised]

…But when does a comet become a METEOR? When does a candle become a BLAZE? When does a man become a MONSTER? When does a ripple become a TIDAL WAVE? When does the reason become the BLAME?

WHEN DOES A MAN BECOME A MONSTER?

[edenmemes]

asoiaf: sword of storms starters

❝ why would the stars want to look down on one such as me? ❞ ❝ sometimes i think everyone is just pretending to be brave, and none of us really are. maybe pretending is how you get brave. ❞ ❝ come, curse me or kiss me or call me a liar. something. ❞ ❝ some battles are not won with swords and spears, others with quills and ravens. ❞ ❝ old stories are like old friends. you have to visit them from time to time. ❞ ❝ still, night falls for all of us in the end, and too soon for some. ❞ ❝ and i tell you truly, there is no man in all the world who will ever be half so true to you as me. ❞ ❝ there are fights no swords can win. ❞ ❝ nothing will happen to you. nothing. i could not stand it. ❞ ❝ in such troubled times, it is hard to know friend from foe. ❞ ❝ you hide behind courtesy as if it were a castle wall. ❞ ❝ why do i enrage you so? i’ve never done you harm that i know of. ❞ ❝ it seems to me that a ruler who trusts no one is as foolish as a ruler who trusts everyone. ❞ ❝ love’s not always wise, i’ve learned. it can lead us to great folly, but we follow our hearts…wherever they take us. ❞ ❝ only lies offend me, never honest counsel. ❞ ❝ it was never my wish to sow enmity between us. ❞ ❝ best you were taken to your bed for a long resting, until you are stronger. ❞ ❝ even brave men blind themselves sometimes, when they are afraid to see. ❞ ❝ no harm will come to you, you have my word on that. ❞ ❝ the worst is behind us. don’t be frightened. ❞ ❝ silence. have you forgotten who i am? ❞ ❝ there is something we must speak of. will you walk with me? ❞ ❝ you shall rise again, i am sure. a man like you. ❞ ❝ i am not a cruel man. you know me. ❞ ❝ the world grows a little darker every day. ❞ ❝ i have need of good counsel, and you never gave me less. ❞ ❝ you are a treacherous old rogue, but a good friend all the same. ❞ ❝ madness and greatness are two sides of the same coin. ❞ ❝ if you love me all so much, why are you still dressed? ❞ ❝ you’re mine. mine, as i’m yours. ❞ ❝ wars need not be fought until the last drop of blood. ❞ ❝ one voice may speak you false, but in many there is always truth to be found. ❞ ❝ when it comes to battle, discipline beats valour every time. ❞ ❝ sometimes the best thing you can do is nothing. ❞ ❝ it is too late for ifs, and too late for rescues. all that remains is vengeance. ❞ ❝ only blood can pay for blood. ❞ ❝ why do you hesitate? kill him, and be done. ❞ ❝ i will fall into those eyes and drown. ❞ ❝ harsh justice is still justice. ❞ ❝ i am cleverer than most, surely wits count for something. ❞ ❝ there’s a storm coming. a bad one. ❞ ❝ men will read all sorts of things into a knowing smile if you let them. ❞ ❝ the greatest fools are ofttimes more clever than the men who laugh at them. ❞ ❝ all these kings would do a deal better if they would put down their swords and listen to their mothers. ❞ ❝ you were made to be kissed, often and well. ❞ ❝ i walk alone with no true companion but tears. ❞ ❝ there is a savage beast in every man, and when you hand that man a sword or spear and send him forth to war, the beast stirs. ❞ ❝ there are fights no swords can win. ❞ ❝ here you are my guest, and safe from harm at my hands…this night, at least. ❞ ❝ i love the smell of you. i love your hair. i love your mouth, and the way you kiss me. ❞ ❝ i am alive, and drunk on sunlight. ❞ ❝ we look up at the same stars and see such different things. ❞ ❝ let them kill me. so long as i die fighting, a blade in hand. ❞ ❝ they are still behind us. they are taking us one by one. ❞ ❝ cry if you must. in your place, i would likely rip my hair out. ❞ ❝ would you wake me, please? i’m having this terrible nightmare. ❞ ❝ i know what it is like to love so greatly you can think of nothing else. ❞ ❝ if truth be told, i’m bored with your company. ❞ ❝ i am tired of fighting you. what say we make a truce? ❞ ❝ no man grows rich by kindness. ❞ ❝ it is well you did not lie to me. i would have known. ❞ ❝ the blood of my enemies i will shed gladly. the blood of innocents is another matter. ❞ ❝ i do not know who you are, and it may be that’s for the best. someone important, i fear. ❞ ❝ is every word you say a lie? ❞ ❝ why should i tell you my name? you haven’t told me yours. ❞ ❝ you are weak as a child, and no warrior. ❞ ❝ if i look back i am lost. ❞ ❝ if you lie to me, i will have your tongue. ❞ ❝ you’ve grown more amusing since last we met. ❞ ❝ i wonder if i might have a few private words? ❞ ❝ i dreamed a dream, no more. go back to sleep. ❞ ❝ this is a bad place, is it not? a dark place, and foul. ❞ ❝ i did not intend to give offence. forgive me. ❞ ❝ you have never feared to speak the truth, why do you lie to yourself? ❞ ❝ the music’s still playing. might i have this dance? ❞ ❝ your eyes give the lie to your tongue. ❞ ❝ let me go now. for our friendship, wish me luck and let me go ❞ ❝ a wise man never makes an enemy of a king. ❞ ❝ this must be our last time together. the danger is too great. ❞ ❝ some day try thinking before you speak. ❞ ❝ i have a dragon’s temper, that’s all. you must not let it frighten you. ❞ ❝ you must not be saying such things, even in jest. ❞ ❝ what we want is not always what we get. ❞ ❝ put up that sword now, unless you want to be hurt. ❞ ❝ sometimes a man knows more than he says. ❞ ❝ when i don’t fancy a man’s eyes, i put an arrow through one. ❞ ❝ my heart is full of doubts. ❞ ❝ in times like this, we must make do as best we can. ❞ ❝ i never dreamed how quick the sweet would turn to sour. ❞ ❝ my skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel. ❞ ❝ the stink of death is fresh on you. ❞ ❝ you have repaid betrayal with betrayal, let it end. ❞ ❝ the higher the man climbs the farther he has to fall. ❞ ❝ i was hoping one look at this sweet face of mine would be enough to persuade you all of my innocence. ❞ ❝ after all the storms we’ve suffered, you should trust me better. ❞ ❝ you can kill your enemies, but can you rule your friends? ❞ ❝ could there be honor in a lie, if it were told for a good purpose? ❞ ❝ i am the monster they all say i am. ❞ ❝ pray excuse me, i need to hit someone very hard with a sword. ❞ ❝ you did your best to kill me. perhaps i ought to return the favor. ❞ ❝ you do, don’t you? you take me for a fool. ❞ ❝ we’re all just songs in the end, if we’re lucky. ❞ ❝ there is a long league’s worth of difference between wilful and stupid. ❞ ❝ you…a man like you brings blood with him. ❞ ❝ when did i make so many enemies? ❞ ❝ i must be strong. if i despair, my grief will consume me. ❞ ❝ give me sweet lies, and keep your bitter truths. ❞ ❝ i know what it is to be betrayed by men you trusted. ❞ ❝ all my victories turn to dross in my hands. ❞ ❝ it is a pleasure to look on you again, even in such trying times. ❞ ❝ are you scared? have you lost your belly for fighting? ❞ ❝ you were so long, i feared something had gone amiss. ❞ ❝ any man who must say ‘i am king’ is no true king at all. ❞ ❝ always keep your foes confused. if they are never certain who you are or what you want, they cannot know what you are like to do next. ❞ ❝ small men curse what they cannot understand. ❞ ❝ if you’re lying to me again, you won’t be leaving here alive. ❞ ❝ it all goes back and back to our mothers and fathers and theirs before them. we are puppets dancing on the strings of those who came before us. ❞ ❝ when you know what a man wants you know who he is, and how to move him. ❞ ❝ a pure world. i do not belong here. ❞ ❝ you make me sorry that i am not the monster you would have me be. ❞ ❝ i crossed a thousand leagues to come to you, and lost the best part of me along the way. don’t tell me to leave. ❞ ❝ my big mouth will be the death of me, i swear it. ❞ ❝ we have suffered much, and there is more peril and more grief ahead. ❞ ❝ i…i suppose i earned that. ❞ ❝ begging for help never gets you any. ❞ ❝ you’re not made to lie. you blush and squeak and stammer. ❞ ❝ one day you must tell me all. the good and the bad. ❞ ❝ and there is stands, miserable as it is. my ancestral home. ❞ ❝ whatever i do, all i make is death and horror. ❞ ❝ it is safer to walk in darkness here. there are things you would not wish to see. ❞ ❝ you have a certain cunning, but the plain truth is you talk too much. ❞ ❝ that might have hurt me once, when i still felt pain. ❞ ❝ we will fight a battle, and then we will rest. alive or dead, we’ll rest. ❞ ❝ every man must die. but first he must live. ❞ ❝ all night i have been making songs for you in my head. ❞ ❝ my blood, my body, my songs, you own them all. ❞ ❝ if you lie i’ll punch your face. ❞ ❝ what a fight that was, and what a foe. ❞ ❝ be quiet. i will tell you when you can speak. ❞ ❝ forgive me. you have to forgive me. ❞ ❝ never lie to me. never betray me. ❞ ❝ there are two sorts of people. the players and the pieces. ❞ ❝ the only thing i value less than my life right now is yours. ❞ ❝ perhaps i should leave you here to rot if you’re going to be so discourteous. ❞ ❝ i hadn’t forgotten, though i hoped you had. ❞ ❝ i can still bite and kick. i’ll die with the taste of blood in my mouth, that’s something. ❞ ❝ you bray like an ass, and make no more sense. ❞ ❝ you do not belong here. this is not your place. ❞ ❝ i’m not going back to sleep. my head is all a tumult. ❞ ❝ some doors are best left closed. ❞ ❝ it does not matter how brave or brilliant a man is, if his commands cannot be heard. ❞ ❝ a man who fears battle wins no victories. ❞ ❝ you’re not half bad with a sword, but you’re not good enough to take on two hundred men by yourself. ❞ ❝ that is a good color on you. it goes well with your eyes. ❞ ❝ if blood is what you wish, then let it flow. ❞ ❝ i liked you well enough…but i never trusted you. a man needs to earn my trust. ❞ ❝ it is good to see you know who i am. ❞ ❝ i have told you no lies. yet there have been truths i have withheld. ❞ ❝ pardon me if i do not weep for you. ❞ ❝ you’ll find nothing here but death. ❞ ❝ don’t…don’t talk like this. you’re scaring me. ❞ ❝ you must be very brave or very stupid. ❞ ❝ i gave you the truth. you owe me the same. ❞ ❝ that loose tongue of yours will be your undoing. ❞ ❝ i must have fire in my eyes when i face them, not tears. ❞ ❝ it will take more than an arrow to kill you. ❞ ❝ the sound’s inside, it’s in here with us, and it’s getting louder. ❞ ❝ see? we know each other too well. ❞ ❝ you meddle in matters you do not understand. ❞ ❝ i have no luck. i have never had any bloody luck. ❞ ❝ do all gods feel so lonely? ❞ ❝ you are strangely quiet. how do you feel, i wonder? ❞ ❝ stop trying to think up ways to kill me. none of it will do you any bit of good. ❞ ❝ all you need to do is take my hand, come on. ❞ ❝ we’re together, just as you’ve always wanted, just as we’ve always planned. ❞ ❝ wars are won with quills and ravens. ❞ ❝ if only i had my sword, nothing could harm me. ❞ ❝ a valiant deed unsung is no less valiant. ❞ ❝ there are wolves in these woods, and worse things. ❞ ❝ say nothing of what we’ve discussed here today. to anyone. ❞ ❝ you’d best go. you’re making me angry. ❞ ❝ fear cuts deeper than swords. ❞ ❝ an ill-omened name. i have asked you not to use it. ❞ ❝ you cannot hide from me. come closer, now. ❞ ❝ there’s no cause for all these tears. ❞ ❝ it is good that you have woken, but you must give yourself time to heal. ❞ ❝ there is no honor in hiding and sneaking. ❞ ❝ come with me. we have to get away from here, and now. ❞ ❝ kings are falling like leaves this autumn. ❞ ❝ you don’t know half as much as you think you do. ❞ ❝ you seem so sombre. is aught amiss? ❞

[soulrph]

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆/𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆.

you long-suffering, endlessly patient angels get two memes today bc i deleted everything in my inbox on my rp blog and i made these memes to top off a solidly productive day! also, if you ever feel guilty about “not being productive” or having to delete drafts and memes in your tumblr life, DON’T! you’re wonderful and valid and your personal comfort and peace of mind is far more important than an overwhelming inbox or draft count! anyway, these are also self-serving, but also i feel no shame bc there’s an extreme lack of this very good vibe in my line of work, so here u go besties. DO NOT ADD ANYTHING TO THIS LIST!!

DATE UPDATED: 19/10/22

[ PIN ]:     sender pins the receiver to the ground and straddles them while training together.

[ SWORD ]:    sender invites the receiver to engage in sword fighting practice with them.

[ AIM ]:    sender and receiver go to target practice together (using any weapon of choice).

[ GUIDE ]:    sender readjusts the receiver’s stance and posture with their hands while training together.

[ STRIKE ]:    sender aims a blow (via either their fists or their weapon) at the receiver.

[ BLOCK ]:    sender blocks an on-coming attack from the receiver.

[ ARMOR ]:     sender helps to show the receiver how to wear and take care of their armor.

[ PREPARE ]:     sender guides the receiver through some pre-battle stretching exercises.

[ CHALLENGE ]:    sender challenges the receiver to a sparring match/actual fight.

[ TEND ]:    sender and receiver tend to one another’s wounds in the aftermath of a fight.

[ RESTRAIN ]:    sender physically restrains the receiver from attacking someone else.

[ FEND ]:    sender adopts a defensive position that stops the receiver from launching an attack on them.

[ PUNCH ]:    sender punches the receiver (to an unknown degree of success or failure).

[ KICK ]:     sender launches a kick at the receiver (to an unknown degree of success or failure).

[ TACKLE ]:    sender physically tackles the receiver during a fight.

[ DRAG ]:     sender physically drags or carries the receiver away from a fight.

[ UP ]:     sender extends a hand to the fallen receiver to help them to their feet after a fight/sparring match.

[ BACK ]:    sender stands behind the receiver while in the midst of battle in order to help them fight off their enemies.

[ ARRIVE ]:     just as the receiver is about to lose hope and become defeated, the sender arrives at the last minute to help them fight their enemies.

[ EXTRA ]:    sender hands the receiver a spare weapon during a fight to give them a better chance after they break or lose their own.

[ WALL ]:     sender slams the receiver against a wall during a fight/sparring match.

[ COVER ]:    sender lunges forward to throw their body over the receiver and shield them from harm during a fight.

[ POWER ]: sender and/or receiver use their powers during a sparring match in order to develop and enhance their abilities.

[ UNLEASH ]: sender, while fighting with the receiver during a physical confrontation, uses their powers in an effort to gain the upper hand.

[theprincepromised]

let it be known that @summerkng is truly one of the best writing partners.

[theprincepromised]

rexaestate: ( @summerkng​ )

exhaustion and delirium take hold of stannis baratheon, and he bows his head finally as renly speaks.  the older brother exhales sharp breaths, pain blossoming in his chest with each inhale.  still, he finds the energy to laugh.  

imagine that.  stannis baratheon laughing at the face of death.  how mature renly looks now, and yet he still is a boy of eight to stannis.  his younger brother is parading in a crown too big for his head, with a cloak too big for his shoulders -- with a legacy too big to fill.  he lifts his head, blood crusted in his beard, and he laughs;  it is a weak chuckle at best, hoarse.  his wrist is freed, and he takes the dagger given to him. . . before resting back against the pole.  “will you watch, then?”  stannis asks tiredly, feeling the weight of it in his hands.  renly has made himself vulnerable here--why?  stannis may be wounded, but he is still a fighter, where renly is not.  he could overpower him, kill him, walk out of this tent as the prince promised and show he is the chosen baratheon to take the throne.

does renly really have what it takes to unite the kingdoms?  to keep this world from falling apart at the seams?  stannis looks up at him, that young face, those uncertain eyes.  renly is testing him.  “will you watch as the life drains out of me, as i choke to death on my own blood?  will it please you, your majesty?”  he glances down at the dagger, considering how he might do it.  the fastest might just be through his own skull, but he does not think he has the strength to do that.  he holds the blade to his neck, imagining how it might feel to drag the metal across his throat. 

stannis knows that if it came down to it, he could have killed his brother.  it would be a horrible thing, and he would mourn renly. . . but he could have convinced himself that it was necessary.  or perhaps it would have doomed him anyway.  he does not know.  this is not his reality, not now.  no, he stares into his baby brother’s eyes and presses the blade tighter to his skin, hissing as he feels the sharp edge split skin, taking in every change in expression. . . before he pulls the blade away.  “is this wise?”  stannis asks instead.  “leaving me with a blade, knowing that we are at odds with each other?”  he considers for a moment, and then -- another laugh:  

“i should have taken that peach.”  

stannis tosses the blade at renly’s feet.  now it is his turn to test.  “you do it, if you think it’s the right thing to do.  if you think you can handle all those jackals who will betray you before you get on the throne.  a king should know what it feels like to have blood on his hands, to know the weight of what he asks his men to do for him.  go on, if you’ve the courage.” 

[rpmusings-galore]

brother  ( derogatory )

[summerkngarchive]

@theprincepromised 😐

[theprincepromised]

rexaestate​:

“the longer he draws breath, the weaker your claim gets !” “we must put the man out of his misery already .. it is your DUTY as a brother—” “piss on that ! we all know why he has to die. if we act quick we can make everyone believe he died in battle and not by the hands of our king. and also ..”

the know-it-all lords of his war council continued their bickering, their voices fading and words becoming unintelligible as renly emptied glass after glass of arbor red. the uncharacteristically hopeless and DEFEATED look on stannis’ battered and bruised face just wouldn’t leave his head .. he’d never seen stannis like that before, not even during the siege of storm’s end, he recalled. even when all hope was lost he always looked determined, perhaps that’s why he’d found no joy in finally defeating his stoic brother— he was hoping to see that unwavering determination, the cold CONTEMPT he was much more used to seeing on that face .. a look that used to hurt more than a hundred arrows to his chest. a look that made him feel unworthy, inferior. YES, it would have been a truly satisfying victory had he seen that face staring up at him earlier. only THEN it would have felt like REVENGE ..

but what he saw instead shook him to the core, and for the first time in his life, made him feel like the VILLAIN instead of the victim.

mathis rowan was the first to notice that their king was no longer paying attention to the conversation. “.. your grace ?” he began, and renly shook his pounding head briefly as if woken up from a trance, his eyes wide and cloudy when he looked up at the men staring at him with clear concern. 

“i— i’d like to retire for the night, my lords, let us assemble again tomorrow.”

and even in his intoxicated state, renly could SWEAR he saw the veiled belittlement in some of the lords’ eyes .. probably because they believed the battle had taken its toll on young renly, however short-lived and easily won. after all they were experienced commanders who’d seen more clashes than renly had seen summers. alas, he was but a green boy .. or so many of them believed deep down. 

and for once, renly couldn’t care less about what others thought of him.

they all soon rose from their seats and bowed obediently before exiting the royal tent, leaving the king to his gloom. he emptied one last glass before staggering out of his own tent to face his demon, the monster under his bed .. the brother shackled in a tent. he could delay this conversation no longer, and gods knew he’d find no peace in his slumber if he went to bed before facing him.

the guards awaiting at the entrance of the prisoner’s tent stepped aside to make way for the king. it was dimly lit, and the scent of DEATH was dizzying. he lingered there for a moment before taking a few steps closer to the pitiful figure on the ground, trying everything in his power to keep his voice from cracking when he spoke.

“you brought this upon yourself, you know that don’t you .. ?”

the tears eventually stop.  the silence of his tent is deafening, even if he can still hear the sounds of celebration outside.  instead, he grows more introspective.  sweat pours from his brow;  he is not out of the danger zone yet with his wounds, even after the care of the sisters.  he coughs, the taste of iron in his mouth;  blood trickles down the corner of his lip, but it is only that small amount.  perhaps he is doomed to live, to be tortured by his younger brother.  what will renly do to him, he wonders?  perhaps. . . perhaps stannis deserves this for his hubris.  

after a while, stannis’ mind drifts back to his youth. . .  he thinks of proudwing.  had it been the only creature he has ever truly loved?  he recalls proudwing sitting on his arm, eating grains from a wooden cup.  the joy that bird gave him!  the reminder that even broken things can heal.  even so, it had been short-lived, hadn’t it?  the time with his hawk.  life is a fleeting, brutal thing. 

and then he relives it, robert’s rebellion.  isn’t mace tyrell outside with his brother now?  plotting with him?  how time changes things.  how prone to war men are, desperate to cling onto their castles and their titles, and stannis is just like them.  but he is also not like them.  he would have been a good king, a just king. . .  he wanted to lead the realm in an era of peace under one true king, one true god.  ( ha!  again, the red witch mocks him. )  stannis should have known that duty and honor were cast aside years ago after robert had secured the throne and grown comfortable and belligerent. . . yet his mind wanders away from all of that, instead focusing on his baby brother who had looked at him with such concern, who was growing sickly from the lack of food. . . oh, renly, why couldn’t you have stayed small?  oh, robert, why did you plant the seeds on tearing this family apart. . .?  

oh, stannis. . . what have you done? 

the tent flap opens, and stannis raises his head, still feverish.  sullen eyes take in the sight before him;  renly is inebriated, perhaps drunk on power.  there’s a moment where stannis holds his breath before letting it out slowly.  he cannot help but smirk at his brother’s question.  “yes,”  he croaks, his voice soft.  he shifts just a bit before wincing at his wound.  he cannot move much without putting himself in pain.  instead of shifting further, he rests his head back against the wooden pole, trying at least to move his fingers since his hands have gone numb.  “i know the mistakes i made. . .  i was wrong to underestimate you.”  perhaps he should have taken the peach.  perhaps renly would be the better king.  he had the charisma that stannis lacked.  “how. . . will you do it?”  he imagines a grand affair, renly giving a speech to his men before making stannis an example by having his head removed.  stannis hopes that it will at least be swift, but. . . he does not know. 

[littlelovelymemes]

( * &. ━  5 SECONDS OF SUMMER EP’S LYRIC STARTERS

*   these are taken from somewhere new,   she looks so perfect   &   don’t stop !   

unpredictable.

‘  i think it’s time that we wake up.  ’ ‘  let me take you away.  ’ ‘  we can tear down this town.  ’ ‘  just open the door.  ’ ‘  we’ve got time on our side.  ’ ‘  we can make it out alive.  ’ ‘  we’re taking on the world.  ’ ‘  i’ll take you where you wanna go.  ’ ‘  let me be the one to save you.  ’ ‘  let’s be unpredictable.  ’ ‘  i’ll pick you up if you fall to pieces.  ’ ‘  let me be the one to save you.  ’ ‘  you never wanted to be rescued.  ’

out of my limit.

‘  we used to take it slow.  ’ ‘  couldn’t even let go.  ’ ‘  i never wanna be that guy who doesn’t even get a taste.  ’ ‘  no more having to chase to win that prize.  ’ ‘  you’re just a little bit out of my limit.  ’ ‘  haven’t even seen the best of me.  ’ ‘  it’s almost over.  ’ ‘  let’s start over.  ’

beside you.

‘  within a minute i was all packed up.  ’ ‘  i don’t want to go.  ’ ‘  don’t ever leave.  ’ ‘  so close but so far away.  ’ ‘  can you hear me?  ’ ‘  my heart wants to come home.  ’ ‘  i wish i was beside you.  ’ ‘  i’m trying to find the words to say  ’ ‘  another day and i’m somewhere new  ’ ‘  i made a promise that i’ll come back soon.  ’ ‘  bring me back to you.  ’ ‘  i wish that i could rewind.  ’

gotta get out.

‘  you can cut the tension with a knife in here.  ’ ‘  i know what will happen if we get through this.  ’ ‘  if the earth ends up crumbling down to it’s knees then we just gotta get out.  ’ ‘  we just gotta get out.  ’ ‘  i feel so damn lost.  ’ ‘  everything is falling down.  ’ ‘  we’re suffering.  ’ ‘  if we fall, it’s not your fault.  ’ ‘  it’s not your fault.  ’ ‘  our love can go out on a high note.  ’

too late.

‘  ever since the day that we met, i couldn’t get you out of my head.  ’ ‘  there was always something about you.  ’ ‘  every chance that i seem to get finds a way to end in regret.  ’ ‘  jealousy keeps containing me.  ’ ‘  in time you’ll see just what we could be.  ’ ‘  i’m always too late.  ’ ‘  i see you, but i always hesitate.  ’ ‘  don’t wanna be too late to have you by my side.  ’ ‘  every time i see you with him, i’m tearing down the walls in my head.  ’ ‘  i can’t hold back any longer.  ’ ‘  i wanted to tell you what i feel inside.  ’ ‘  i don’t wanna hurt you.  ’ ‘  i’ll make you feel alright.  ’ ‘  i’m waiting for you, babe.  ’

she looks so perfect.

‘  simmer down.  ’ ‘  they say we’re too young now to amount to anything else.  ’ ‘  we worked too damn hard for this just to give it up now.  ’ ‘  if you don’t swim, you’ll drown.  ’ ‘  don’t move, honey.  ’ ‘  i know now that i’m so down.  ’ ‘  your lipstick stain is a work of art.  ’ ‘  let’s get out.  ’ ‘  this deadbeat town’s only here just to keep us down.  ’ ‘  i showed up with a plane ticket and a shiny diamond ring with your name on it, would you wanna run away too?  ’ ‘  all i really want is you.  ’ ‘  i’ve got your ripped skinny jeans lying on the floor.  ’

heartache on the big screen.

‘  started out like in the movies, but it ended like a bad dream.  ’ ‘  rewind to the start before it all went wrong.  ’ ‘  what’s going on?  ’ ‘  this ain’t a movie that i wanna see.  ’ ‘  a tragic story starring you and me.  ’ ‘  the clock is ticking and i’m out of time.  ’ ‘  back to square one where i started as i stand here broken hearted.  ’ ‘  i’ll just keep on acting the fool.  ’

the only reason.

‘  don’t talk.  ’ ‘  let me think this over.  ’ ‘  how are we gonna fix this?  ’ ‘  how are we gonna undo all the pain?  ’ ‘  is it too late to bring us back to life?  ’ ‘  when i close my eyes and try to sleep, i fall apart, i find it hard to breath.  ’ ‘  you’re the reason, the only reason.  ’ ‘  i swear my heart is never giving up.  ’ ‘  i feel you burning under my skin.  ’ ‘  bitter words spoken, everything broken.  ’ ‘  it’s never too late to bring us back to life.  ’

disconnected.

‘  life’s a tangled web.  ’ ‘  you’re so caught up in all the blinking lights and dial tones.  ’ ‘  i’ve found my sweet escape when i’m alone with you.  ’ ‘  turn down the static sound of the city that never sleeps.  ’ ‘  i like the summer rain.  ’ ‘  i like the sounds you make.  ’ ‘  we put the world away, we get so disconnected.  ’ ‘  you are my getaway.  ’ ‘  you are my favorite place.  ’ ‘  hands around my waist, you’re counting up the hills across the sheets.  ’ ‘  i’m a falling star, a glimmer lighting up these cotton sheets.  ’ ‘  i’ll admit i’m a bit of a fool for playing by the rules.  ’ ‘  just be here with me.  ’

don’t stop.

‘  you’re like perfection.  ’ ‘  you got me thinking that we could runaway.  ’ ‘  i’ll take you there, you tell me when and where.  ’ ‘  it’s getting late now.  ’ ‘  i’m gonna find a way to make you mine.  ’ ‘  don’t stop doing what you’re doing.  ’ ‘  every time you move to the beat it gets harder for me and you know it.  ’ ‘  don’t stop cause you know that i like it.  ’ ‘  every time you walk in the room you got all eyes on you and you know it.  ’ ‘  you’re coming close now, swear i can taste it.  ’ ‘  you got me tongue-tied, i can’t escape it.  ’ ‘  i’m loving what you got.  ’ ‘  every day it’s the same all the games that you play.  ’ ‘  back and forth, round and round, kind of like it this way.  ’

rejects.

‘  they all though i was an outcast.  ’ ‘  my girlfriend said i’m messed up.  ’ ‘  will i ever grow up?  ’ ‘  what was i thinking?  ’ ‘  it’s not a secret that i’m just a reject.  ’ ‘  save your breath.  ’ ‘  you can talk at me, but i’m not listening.  ’ ‘  if this is a test, i’m probably failing.  ’ ‘  they try to save me, but i’m too far gone.  ’ ‘  they called me crazy so i play along.  ’ ‘  you want to change me, but i’m on my own.  ’

try hard.

‘  i’m trying too hard again.  ’ ‘  i get dressed up when i go out, but she gets dressed out.  ’ ‘  i couldn’t take her out ‘cause mom’s got no money.  ’ ‘  it’s stuff like this that makes me wish that i could change somehow.  ’ ‘  it’s obvious she’s so out of reach.  ’ ‘  i’m finding it hard cause she makes me feel like i’m trying too hard.  ’ ‘  i’m not being me.  ’ ‘  i’m not being me and it gets me down.  ’ ‘  i pierced my lip so she thinks i’m cool.  ’ ‘  she thinks that i’m a weirdo now.  ’ ‘  nothing to lose.  ’ ‘  you’re so out of reach.  ’

wrapped around your finger.

‘  in the moonlight you looked just like an angel in disguise.  ’ ‘  you’re were mine for a night.  ’ ‘  i was out of my mind.  ’ ‘  i don’t know how to say goodbye.  ’ ‘  i thought i had you in the palm of my hand that night.  ’ ‘  i told myself that i’m never gonna be alright.  ’ ‘  you had me wrapped around your finger.  ’ ‘  i’m wrapped around your finger.  ’

if you don’t know.

‘  tonight we’re fading fast.  ’ ‘  i just wanna make this last.  ’ ‘  if i could say the things that i wanna say, i’d find a way to make you stay.  ’ ‘  i’d never let you get way.  ’ ‘  i’d catch you in all the games we play.  ’ ‘  so go ahead, rip my heart out.  ’ ‘  show me what love’s all about.  ’ ‘  go ahead, rip my heart out if that’s what love’s all about.  ’ ‘  i want you to want me this way.  ’ ‘  i need you to need me to stay.  ’ ‘  if you say that you don’t feel a thing, if you don’t know, let me go.  ’ ‘  let me go.  ’ ‘  if you don’t know then just let me go.  ’ ‘  let’s forget the past.  ’ ‘  i swear we’ll make this last.  ’ ‘  i remember the taste of your skin that night.  ’ ‘  you would scream, we would fight, you could call me crazy.  ’ ‘  you were mad, but you’d always kiss me.  ’ ‘  the shirt that i had that you always borrowed, when i woke it was gone, there was no tomorrow.  ’

[eliaamartell]

“Tell me, turncloak, what battles has the Bastard of Bolton ever won that I should fear him?”

[theprincepromised]

@perzyr roared: ❛ You don’t know how persuasive I am. ❜  from drogon

        dragons were mythical beasts;  he was not alive to see the last of the dragons die.  and yet, here he stands in front of a great wyrm.  perhaps looking at his death right in the face.  this would not be his first time;  he has stared down his death many times, and each time he has come out on top.  stannis shows no fear even in front of the creature.  he lifts his head, strong and broad.  “i am not here to negotiate.  to bend the knee.  i know not what YOU seek from me, beast, but i will not go quietly.  speak.  speak your truth, or you will be slain.”  he’s really fun at parties, didn’t you know?

[theprincepromised]

@stormbcrn bellowed: ❛ It must be strange for you, coming into this room. ❜

            stannis baratheon draws in a deep breath as he stands in his castle -- it is his right, DRAGONSTONE.  it may have held her ancestors before, but when robert’s rebellion succeeded, it had been given to him.  why must he have everything taken from him.  he stands there, beard thick from the winter’s cold, shoulders tall.  he is here on behalf of the boy, the new lord commander, risen from the dead.  ( and the red witch’s voice echoes in his ears;  was he not the chosen one?  yet rh’llor had brought jon snow back to life and showed him naught but magic tricks on the battlefield. ) his lips purse together tightly, hands clenching and relaxing at his sides.  “I AM THE ONE TRUE KING OF WESTEROS,” he states unflinchingly, eyes hardened as he gazes upon daenerys stormborn.  “and your king asks for your aid.  winter is coming, and we are in need of the dragon glass to kill those who threaten us from beyond the wall.  it is in your favor to ally with us, for after we slay the white walkers, we will march for KING’S LANDING to take what is rightfully mine.” 

stannis pauses, tilting his head at the regal woman before him.  surely, she is smart.  she will know what to do.  “if you join us, you may keep dragonstone as your prize and reside in your ancestral home with your beasts.”