SPELL SINGER

I’M THE WITCH YOU’RE THE WORLD.

[wistrea]

night is not something to endure until dawn. [ ... ] it is its own kingdom; it moves to its own laws, and many living things dwell in its embrace.

#WISTREA : an independent writing blog for " LADY KIRA OF SERAULT, THE YRONWOOD WITCH, THE TEMPTRESS, THE BASTARD OF STONE WAY " originally from the realm of hiraeth and reimagined into a song of ice and fire / a knight of the seven kingdoms. established in 2026. minors, pro-shippers, and personals do not interact. dni if you use or support and/or use generative ai. ©

( 1. ) rules [temp under the cut] ( 2. ) dossier ( 3. ) prompts ( 4. ) about the marquisate of serault

AFFILIATED WITH : sevynkingdoms, bludlily, halfgigas, lykirae

rules: man i got sleepy i'll put stuff here later, so here's a condensed version of the rules for now. don't be an asshole, be kind, don't steal stuff. dni if you're a minor, homophobic, transphobic, racist, pro-zionism, pro-tr*mp. this blog will have nsfw and dark themes, given the nature of asoiaf + akotsk + hotd and all the books. the actions of the muse do not equal the actions of the writer. mutuals only for interactions. i love shipping, but only with chemistry, they should kiss. big fan of asks and plotting. i hope you have a good day <3

[wistrea]

plot idea: when ur muse died in an untimely manner but kira loved them so much she brought them back with magic... BONUS POINTS THEY DIDN'T COME BACK THE SAME

[wistrea]

hi im off to bed. send asks :)

[wistrea]

❛ You hit harder than you should. I liked it. ❜

certified canonical freak duncan

there is blood, heavy on her tongue. she could taste it when she ran the tip of it along the line of her teeth, lips parted as she breathed heavily in her efforts. the lady cannot remember whether it had been her own teeth or the blunt of his sword that had caused it ... but either way, kira had smiled : a wide and feral kind of grin that made the sharp edges of canine teeth all the more prominent. beneath the bright sun's light, she appeared not as the lady of serault, replaced now with all the wildness of a girl from the free cities, who preferred the greenvault woods and horseback to courts and useless formalities. do not hold back. it had been the only thing she had asked of ser duncan before blades were drawn. there is nothing that makes her more alive than this; she had nearly forgotten the thrill of holding a blade against an opponent as strong as ser duncan the tall, though she is fairly certain she has never faced someone as strong as he. while he had strength that outmatched her own, she was faster. sword foregone in the chaos of their sparring, kira had swung with a hand bare and curled, landing straight 'pon the knight who, oddly enough, seemed to enjoy it rather than admonish her. harder than you should? she shall hit as hard as she pleased.

❛ did you, now? couldn't quite tell through the smile. ❜ she taunts from barely a feet away from him, wiping at the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand. the gesture leaves a streak of red across her knuckles, but kira showed no signs of wanting to stop. no, she wanted to keep going. the lady smiles with teeth bared, prodding at a canine with the tip of her tongue. it was the most fun she has had in many moons.

oh, the beautiful things she could do with his blood. she was certain to daydream about it come sunset. ❛ again. ❜

@halfgigas

[wistrea]

im trying to write but all i can think of is soup dumplings

[wistrea]

very important kira web weaving

[wistrea]

i like the idea of kira's chambers being full of herbs and plants for her poultices, but she plays it off as being just a hobby. "what are you brewing?" uhhh perfume (it's poison)

[wistrea]

there is a trust that lingered between them that was forged by the appearance of his fire, even before she could put a face to the many things she had heard about the last remnants of rosfield's blood. the strength that he wields his blade is one of the many things she finds intriguing about him, and why she continues to draw close in his company as they stand there beneath moonlight. lithe fingers had reached out, the curve of a smile playing 'pon her lips, as she took hold of one of his gloved hands. ❛ even the sun of serault cannot stop the winds that grow ever cold. these hands of yours that have burned before, would they offer me warmth if i'd asked, i wonder? ❜ she mused, lighthearted more than anything, a smile on her lips as she tilted her head up to meet his gaze. ❛ clive. ❜

@endaether , 💜

[wistrea]

based on this post, would anyone like a small starter where kira tries (and maybe even succeeds) to seduce your muse?

[wistrea]

♦ ♦ ♦ / grabby hands for more kira stuff !!

kira has a sweet tooth. it's not something she had managed to indulge in a lot when she was still a child in the free cities, but her mother would always manage to get her something sweet for her birthday, or when her aunts needed to bribe her with some candy to do another delivery run for them through the streets without getting caught. even her uncle, ser athos, used said technique to reward good behavior like she was a dog... now, you'll always find her snatching lemon cakes from trays or candied fruits.

she keeps pouches full of bird treats on her at all times. it's a mix of sunflowers and millet and some dried fruits that she knows her ravens love to eat. because what if they're behave and did a good job? she needs to be ready to feed her babies at any time!

kira has a fear that one day, she will go insane because of her magic. she's already a chronic insomniac because of how many times she's tossed out of sleep because of the way she can feel the death that plagues the realm, especially in the hotd timeline. she's seen her mother be driven insane because of her visions, plagued by voices when she died, and even though kira isn't a greenseer, she's seen the kind of fate that can befall witches when she buried her aunties in lys.

send me “♦” for a random headcanon. and send “♢” for a random headcanon involving our muses. @holyscorch

[wistrea]

kira’s standards are so high because she was raised by a knight who remembered his vows and a mother who raised her telling her men ain’t shit

[remainathreat]

Hugh Dancy and Mads Mikkelsen 'King Arthur' (2004)

[wistrea]

don’t piss kira off she’ll cast testicular torsion on ur ass

[wistrea]

♦♦ ♢ !

the worst punishment that kira gives to a betrayer in her army is turning them into one of her shadow assassins. she hates traitors in her ranks more than anything because it means they thought she was fool enough to hope she wouldn't know. it's the reason why she sends her swords out to find them with instructions of bringing them back alive. she'll kill them herself, take the shadows from her body, and ensure that they will pay for their transgression in death by serving her. it's part of the terms and conditions of working for her, it's not her fault they didn't read it.

kira has long since refused to wear the colors of her father's house because... she doesn't like the man. she wears hues of lilacs and violet because in a way, it honors house dayne where she was warded. they were the first house that had treated her kindly. it also became the colors of serault later on when she became it's lady. it isn't to say that kira hates everyone of house yronwood because she gets along quite well with her half-siblings. her dad's just a cunt.

aerionkira are messy in court, i just know it. to see the two of them standing together despite the difference in their positions isn't a surprising occurrence anymore, though fleeting, because they really are the only two in the room who probably know what the other is really like beneath everything. it's also because kira likes to tell aerion all of the pettier parts of gossip that she hears from her ravens. they're over there slandering some of the nobles, and if he chooses to do something with what she tells him well… dinner and a show i guess 🤷‍♀️

also bonus: kira's ravens don't like aerion. they just collectively disperse when he's around kira. out of fear or just the general vibe, who's to say?

send me “♦” for a random headcanon. and send “♢” for a random headcanon involving our muses. @lykirae

[wistrea]

can i. maybe. write kira trying to seduce your muse 😳 cough cough

[mythshire]

✧˖°⚔️°˖✧ 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐃 ··· a collection of enemies to lovers, rivalry and surrender, violence as intimacy, fury & desire roleplay sentence starters. genre: romance, tension, power dynamics, slow burn.

You think you're so much better than me, don't you?

Stop looking at me like that.

We're on the same side now, whether you like it or not.

I'd rather die than work with you.

You're the last person I wanted to see today.

Don't you dare act like you care about me now.

I know what you did. I know everything.

You've always been my enemy, but you've never been my equal.

Why does it feel like you're the only one who actually sees me?

I don't trust you. I'll never trust you.

You're insufferable, you know that?

We can't keep doing this—pretending we don't feel it.

I've spent half my life trying to destroy you.

God, I want to hate you so badly right now.

You make me want to scream.

I didn't save you because I like you. I saved you because I had to.

We're not friends. We'll never be friends.

You don't get to be vulnerable with me now, not after everything.

I've imagined killing you a thousand different ways.

Why do you always have to be right?

I hate how much space you take up in my head.

You're my rival, not my—whatever the hell this is.

Don't touch me. Don't you fucking dare.

I know you better than anyone, and that's the worst part.

You've ruined me for anyone else, and I hate you for it.

I'd burn the world down before I let you win.

You look at me like I'm the villain, but you're no hero either.

I can't do this. I can't want you and hate you at the same time.

You're the only person who's ever challenged me.

Stop pretending you don't feel this too.

I've never wanted to throttle someone and hold them this badly before.

We're going to regret this in the morning.

You think you know me? You don't know anything.

I didn't mean to fall for you. This is a mistake.

You make me feel like I'm losing a battle I didn't even know I was fighting.

I swore I'd never let you get close to me.

Why does fighting with you feel better than being happy with anyone else?

You're dangerous. To me. To everything I've built.

I hate that you're the only one who makes me feel alive.

This thing between us—it's toxic. We're toxic.

You've always been the thorn in my side. Now you're under my skin.

You betrayed me once. How do I know you won't do it again?

I've spent years building walls to keep you out.

We're playing with fire here, and we both know it.

You're my competition, my nemesis, my—fuck, I don't even know anymore.

I never wanted this. I never wanted you.

[thunderousmemes]

 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

(steel meets skin, laughter turns to breathless stillness)

Training Grounds & Bruised Pride

❛ You’re getting better… but not good enough to beat me. ❜

❛ That swing would’ve taken my head off if you weren’t distracted staring at me. ❜

❛ You call that a punch? Try again. Harder. ❜

❛ Careful—if you keep touching me like that, I’ll forget this is just training. ❜

❛ You’re supposed to disarm me, not pin me down. ❜

❛ If you wanted to get me on the ground, there are easier ways. ❜

❛ Oh, so now you’re blushing? Didn’t expect that from you. ❜

❛ Don’t hold back just because I’m close. Hit me. ❜

❛ You like this too much to call it practice. ❜

❛ You’re bleeding. …and you’re smiling about it? ❜

Clash & Proximity

❛ Stop moving—if you do, I’ll let you go. Maybe. ❜

❛ You’re enjoying this way more than you should. ❜

❛ I could feel your heartbeat when I had you pinned. ❜

❛ You’re supposed to block, not get distracted every time I breathe. ❜

❛ Funny how you only get serious when I get close. ❜

❛ Is this still a fight, or are we pretending it is? ❜

❛ If you wanted to touch me, you could’ve just asked. ❜

❛ That smirk’s going to get you in trouble. ❜

❛ You’re trembling. Adrenaline or something else? ❜

❛ You’ve got a death wish standing that close. Or maybe just a bad idea. ❜

Verbal Sparring & Tension

❛ What’s wrong—afraid I’ll beat you? Or that I won’t stop when I do? ❜

❛ Keep taunting me and I might forget to pull my punches. ❜

❛ You talk too much. Let’s see if I can change that. ❜

❛ Didn’t realize arrogance was one of your fighting styles. ❜

❛ Don’t act so calm—you’re shaking. I can feel it. ❜

❛ You like pushing me, don’t you? ❜

❛ Admit it—you only challenged me so you’d have an excuse to touch me. ❜

❛ I thought you were dangerous. Turns out you’re just distracting. ❜

❛ You keep saying this is training, but you keep looking at my mouth. ❜

❛ Try again. And stop pretending you don’t want to. ❜

Pinned & Breathless

❛ You should really get off me… unless you plan to stay there. ❜

❛ You gonna move, or are you enjoying the view? ❜

❛ You’re heavy. …Don’t you dare move. ❜

❛ Your hand’s still on me. Not that I mind. ❜

❛ Is this where you finally admit you like losing to me? ❜

❛ You can let go now. …anytime. ❜

❛ I said training, not straddling. ❜

❛ If anyone walks in right now, I’m blaming you. ❜

❛ Don’t look at me like that. You’ll make me forget we’re supposed to be fighting. ❜

❛ I thought this was about technique, not temptation. ❜

Aftermath & Smolder

❛ You’ve got blood on your lip. …Here, let me— ❜

❛ You hit harder than you should. I liked it. ❜

❛ I should hate how close that was. But I don’t. ❜

❛ You’re shaking. Here—catch your breath. ❜

❛ For someone who swears they don’t care, you sure looked worried when I fell. ❜

❛ You didn’t have to pull me that close. ❜

❛ I’ve fought a lot of people. None of them ever looked at me like that. ❜

❛ Are we still sparring, or… something else? ❜

❛ Tell me you didn’t feel that too. ❜

❛ Maybe next time, we skip the weapons. ❜