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“I know I don’t have the right to have this feelings.
I’m going to have this feelings anyway.
When I stared into your eyes I saw nothing but the reflection of my own emptiness.
We didn’t love each other, but we did love the world
and I wanted it to mean something.
There are words we don’t have the right to pronounce anymore.
There are words we will learn how to pronounce again
and that’s the only hope left for us.”
- ivory rose, “voicemails. los angeles.”
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"-- Sᴀɴsᴀ." Tʜᴇ ᴍᴀʟᴇ turns over his shoulder at the announcement of a stranger at the gates and to lay eyes on his sister after this long causes surprise to contort his normally solid features. "How did you get here?" Alone in the North, a young girl and queen of the North in her own right. Yet she's here at the Wall for some reason.
"Hate me, Love me, Miss me."
Put "Hate me, Love me, Miss me." In my askbox and my muse will tell you something about you they hate, something they love, and something they would miss if you left.
"I hate how you rat me out to mother when you catch me doing something you know she’d disapprove of," Bran began, pausing for a moment to think up the rest of his answers. It wasn’t that it was difficult to come up with any, but rather that it was difficult to decide on just one.
"I love that you’re kind and optimistic, always striving to do your best in everything you do." Sure, Sansa was a bit of a dreamer and Bran sometimes found himself rolling his eyes at the ‘fairy-tale perfect’ future she envisioned, but her dedication was admirable.
"If you were to leave, not only would I miss your presence as an entirety, I’d miss something as small as sneaking you lemoncakes and sitting with you before lessons." Another pause followed, before a playful smile broke out on the Stark’s face. "I think Arya would grow bored without having you around to argue with."
"I'm sleepy"
Send me "I'm sleepy" and my muse will react to your muse coming into their room in the middle of the night
Bran awoke upon hearing quiet footsteps in his room, the boy propping himself up on his elbows to see who it was. It took a moment for his eyesight to adjust to the darkness, but it was pretty easy to recognize his older sister from her Tully-red hair. “Sansa?” He questioned in a hushed tone, rubbing at one of his eyes. “What are you doing here?”