needlcd:

Her fingers were sticky with   BLOOD,   and the smell was making her mare skittish. It’s no matter,  she thought,  swinging up into the saddle.   THE RAIN   will wash them clean again.

 

needlcd:

                                 THEY   WERE   HER   PACK

 

queenxcersei:

                             Oh, Cersei is lovely to look at, truly, but cold .

 

zokliitsos:

fear cuts deeper than swords.
                                                                                                         as written by bones (psd)

 

arcusignis:

❛  ———  How  is  it  ,  he  wondered  ,  that  such  a  FERAL  beast  could  live  underneath  her  skin  ;  how  cold &   empty  her  eyes  could  become  ?  ———  ❜    

                I N D E P E N D E N T   B O O K   C A N O N   B A S E D   𝒀 𝑮 𝑹 𝑰 𝑻 𝑻 𝑬   R O L E P L A Y
                                          ( note to non-roleplaying blogs: please do not reblog ♥ )

 

needlcd:

Her fingers were sticky with   BLOOD,   and the smell was making her mare skittish. It’s no matter,  she thought,  swinging up into the saddle.   THE RAIN   will wash them clean again.

 

needlcd:

Her fingers were sticky with   BLOOD,   and the smell was making her mare skittish. It’s no matter,  she thought,  swinging up into the saddle.   THE RAIN   will wash them clean again.

 

arcusignis:

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- ̗̀ 🔥  ̖́-            ❛  Did  she  fire  six  arrows  or  only  five  ?   ❜  —————  Well  t’  tell  y’  the  truth  in  all  this  excitement  I  kind  o’  los’  track  m'self  .  Bu’  bein’  this  is  a  carved  weirwood  bow  ,  the  mos’  powerful  in  the  true  North  tha’  can  kill  a  man  at  three  ‘undred  yards  off  ,  you’ve  gotta  ask  y'self  one  question  :  ❛  Do  I  feel  lucky  ?  ❜  Well  ,  do  y’  ,  bastard  ?  //  —————  Please  LIKE  or  REBLOG  this  if  you’re  willing  to  be  kissed  by  fire  ,  I  mean  ,  write  with  an  INDEPENDENT  BOOK - BASED  YGRITTE  !

 

woundcollector:

she had slowly, over the years, become a cat, a wolf, a snake, anything but a girl. she had wrung out her girlhood like death. [ indie arya stark roleplay. book canon. muse written since 2013. ]

 

arcusignis:

                               ╳┊ INDEPENDENT BOOK BASED YGRITTE ROLEPLAY┊╳

  ——— Out of the ASH she rose with her (RED) hair, kissed by fire they say & oh, by the ɢᴏᴅs, did she eat men like air. She would ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ kneel nor would she bow. She was (warm) & smart & funny. уgяιттє could ᴋɪss a man or slit his throat———

 

R U L E

INDEPENDENT
JAQEN H'GHAR
OF GRRM'S
A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE.

Y O U R

LOW ACTIVITY.
MULTI-EVERYTHING.
#INFERUXS

F A C E.

PLEASE READ
LINKS 02., 04., AND 06.
BEFORE INTERATCION.