#rosauream

*cracks knuckles*

Renly - Shane + Garrett combo 

Loras - Ryland

Margaery - Morgan

Brienne - Andrew

Meme || No longer accepting || @rosauream

Sickness starter sentences

She hoped that Margaery was right, that she’d wake in the morning and not have this terrible, sickening feeling running through her veins - sitting heavy in her stomach and pounding through her head, but Sansa knew the truth of it. She knew that she’d wake up and the feeling would still be there, the fever may break, but that feeling would remain and Sansa would smile - she would pretend that all was well. 

Meme || Accepting || @rosauream

Send “Can I kiss you?” to see how my muse responds.

For a few seconds, Sansa simply stared at the woman in front of her, lips parted and breath stilling in her lungs. They had been sitting in her chambers, eating and laughing till they were out of breath and now, hardly more than a few inches from one another, Sansa was suddenly very aware of her own body and how close Margaery was to her, how her lips parted - how soft they seemed. 

asha  &  the rest of her company were undoubtedly dressed too warmly for the reach.   the air that hung around her was humid  &  thick with the sweet smell of the fruits  &  flowers overflowing from the surrounding lands.    beneath her woolen coat,  asha was sweltering.   &  she now understood why all the maidens she glimpsed about the docks were clad in silk-wisps of gowns,  slashes of their skin bare between the silks  &  exposed to the sticky summer air.    her men appeared to fare no better,  their armor  &  cloaks appearing as out of place among the reachmen as their weapons.   &  as they made their way along the docks,  searching for an inn where they could get some bread  &  ale,   the people around them parted to give them a wide berth.   everywhere on the mainland,  ironborn were largely distrusted.  but asha didn’t mind  --  a healthy distance between her men  &  the rest of the people was safer for them all,  in truth.

but there was one woman who did not appear afraid of her company  --  in fact,  she did not even seem to notice them as they approached the place where she was standing.    she was at the edge of the docks gazing out over the river mander  &  she ships floating by.   a hood covered her face,  but she stood as still as if she had been carved into the dock,  unmoving until asha was nearly within arm’s reach of her.    it made no difference to asha who she was or what she was looking for,  but something in the way she stood there brought the captain to a halt,  looking at her inquisitively.   ❝  are you  waiting  for something,  my lady  ???   ❞ 

a meme from ages ago i apologise // accepting // @rosauream

the restorer        accepting.

        “ They all are, at first. “ 

Thinks to how PERFECT Naath was as a child, it was no kingdom, far from it. Yet it was calm, peaceful, and everyone was happy. Then the slavers came and ruined it all, forced them inland and took her away to serve. No, nothing is perfect forever. It all must come to an END at some point. Shaking the thought away, she turns to the other, a soft, comforting smile sat on her lips. 

        “ Tell me ABOUT it, of the days it was perfect. “ 

http://thetvshows.us/index.php?cat=65 it only has one ep from s3 but at least it's a start?

i aM SCREAMING bc in my modern verse i made Margy a blogger/vlogger too xD