( how do you send nudes in this verse? ) *ahem* send a raven. FINGERGUNS
            â â sometimes i wish iâd never become lord of winterfell. â
$LAYYYTER
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Claire Keane

ellievsbear
Aqua Utopiaď˝ćľˇăŽĺşă§č¨ćśăç´Ąă
RMH
art blog(derogatory)

Origami Around

Kiana Khansmith

blake kathryn
occasionally subtle

Product Placement
I'd rather be in outer space đ¸
Three Goblin Art

Discoholic đŞŠ

if i look back, i am lost
Acquired Stardust

Andulka

titsay
seen from United States

seen from Malaysia

seen from T1

seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from United States

seen from United Kingdom

seen from Canada
seen from TĂźrkiye
seen from Brazil
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Singapore

seen from United States
seen from France

seen from France

seen from Singapore
seen from France
seen from Japan
@vallorous
( how do you send nudes in this verse? ) *ahem* send a raven. FINGERGUNS
            â â sometimes i wish iâd never become lord of winterfell. â

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
đđđ
â THATâS NOT A real chance ⌠&& besides, I like it. && so do the girls â
           â ââ is that so? â
đđđ.
â YOU HAVENâT EVEN given it a chance. it grows on you, promise â
          â i gave it a chance when you walked into the room! i hate it! â
         â my brutally honest opinion? i hate it. â

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
iâm making a dionysus no one can stop me!!
what do you guys think about rping a greek god???
@fortcvolontc bc i can
         â james! good timing. seen bran around by chance? â
you guys!! why do you all have to be so fantastic?!? seriously, i love & appreciate my followers so much, even though you have questionable quality standards :p i proised myself i wouldnât cry *wipes eyes with tissue*. but seriously, i donât know what iâve done to deserve you all. i am not particularly close with you guys, and i apologize for that. my social skills, even via anonymous computer things, is terrible. i have trouble keeping my relationships afloat in real life & online is even more painful. i would like to take this time to express how grateful i am & to share some special appreciation with some of you who have made this a wonderful two months of roleplaying ( yep, itâs only been two months & iâm already close to 500 followers. i am overwhelmed tbh ). i cannot include you all, thereâs no way iâm going to remember that many users but know that i love you just as much. if youâre not on this list it doesnât mean i donât love you, it just means i have a terrible memory & iâm useless.
BABY DRAGONS
@droppedrubies, @fircsung, @foughthonorably, @secxndstark, @stillgotclaws, @taintedblccd, @killthebxy, @gclden, @breakercfchains, @vallorous, @perzysdaria, @queenxmargaery, @honourofwesterling
THE COMPANY ( I MAY OR MAY NOT BE HIDING IN YOUR INTERNET BUSHES RN⌠)
@agirlingrey, @irondecay, @starkmatriarch, @dornishdrxgon, @sansavis, @steelunderneath, @nihtwulf, @reekcd, @sunofdorne, @sunadorned, @dornishveined, @boltxnbastard, @benjenstcrk, @worshipsonlydeath, @needlcd, @rhaclla, @alnnys, @oftarth, @oflegendaries, @aerlyth, @epeolxtry, @eitherpeace-orwar, @badinvcstmcnt, @hangtherules, @handofhonor, @hammerwielded, @herroyaldarkness, @outlawiism, @lionswrath, @liondaughter, @arcusignis, @wildmoored, @withanarmy, @cloakruined, @dcrnishdragcn, @ashesri, @astatheloner, @braveborn, @watcherandshield, @wargskin, @cerseilionesslannister, @calledemrys, @decreedlore, @diedking, @ravenxhaired, @qceenmother, @daenfireys, @deargteine, @fadeflame, @fadetogrey, @forsakingonevow, @goldenngore, @crowedeye, @crimson-smirks, @kingwhocared, @khelaesi, @longmayshereign-cersei, @mithraiic, @flamedwarrior, @pearlofruins, @servinglies, @thracixn, @theeldestsun, @vaedar, @whpchh, @whispersong, @wintercrowned, @yngwolfrobb, @mlsdr, @rxdpriest, @faithserum, @noblestsand, @moreastark, @zcldrizes + a million others <3
JAIME.
ââ â ââ Â K I N G S L A Y E R
It had been years since he had graduated from Hogwarts, years since he had left those hallowed halls. His time at Hogwarts was not the easiest, Jaime had been a Gryffindor in a house of Slytherins and one Ravenclaw. But here he was, in line to be the next head of Magical Law Enforcement. Part of his path to becoming the head of the department was heading this youth program. A few Aurors were sent to Hogwarts to meet with promising recruits, all hand picked by director. Aurors and possible recruits. One look at the file told Jaime either the director was testing him OR the director didnât give two fucks about this program or the results that came from it.Â
Jaime knew this because of the match. Robb Stark had been named his trainee, the son of a man Jaime despised.Â
â So you think you have what it takes to be an auror? â
            itâs already RESOLVED within his mind that if he has to put up with jaime lannister to become an auror, heâd consider it done. merlin, heâd rather work with old walder frey than this man, all smug grins and boasting about his abilities. surely, he was decent enough at his job -- robb had never heard otherwise -- but his morals were... questionable. besides, the lannisters hadnât exactly been CLOSE to the stark family. the two pureblood lineages couldnât seem to find a single era where they might get along. he only wore a smile for them during christmas for UNCLE ROBERTâS sake.             yet lips hold no smile now, chin held high in pride and eyes steady, not letting them waver from the otherâs. â with the PROPER TRAINING, sir. â

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
DUMBASS TWIN.
            âNah. In the immortal words of one Mr. Barry White, Iâm ânever, never             gonna give you up babyâ. Iâd run into a BURNING building and get             some NASTY burns for you, mate.â                                             He winks at his brother then             stretches out on the lower bunk bed, his arms folded LAZILY behind             his head. âIâll DEFINITELY go this time, alright? Potentially THREE             more times to make it up to you. Iâll have to check whatâs going on             ELSEWHERE nearer the time though.â
             â ---- youâre such a piece of shit. â though the words are accusing, itâs only meant to tease, shaking his head with the softest of laughs. though heâll ADMIT, that if it came down to it, brynden would do the very same. he simply wouldnât trade his brother best friend for anything in this world. though itâs rare that this sentiment is voiced.             â how âbout whether you like it or not, youâll be going. HELL, if we both donât turn up soon, mother is bound to have a fit and visit us here. where sheâs bound to find certain items which should never be found in our possession, according to her. â a pointed look, and he collapses to the lower bunk just beside his twin, too lazy to climb to the top. â and what a SHAME you wonât be able to make it to another one of your shitty parties. â
RAM.
   It was his fault. Not for not looking. Not for falling asleep. But Ramsay knows somehow, deep down, that this wouldnât have happened if not for him. Unbidden his brain runs through his less-than-savory acquaintances, anyone whoâd be jealous or wish him ill. It isnât Euronâs style, nor any of the Greyjoys. Not Damon. But it reeks of the Freys.Â
   âNo, it is. Somehow it is. Somehow itâs because of me.â And just like that heâs crying. Ramsay Bolton hasnât cried in years. âI thought you were deadâŚâ He doesnât mean to say it out loud. But he does, and he tastes salt on his lips as he buries his face in Robbâs chest.
            robb can still feel the way his heart continues to drop within his chest, lip trembling slightly as he bites back anything that might betray his real feelings. itâs better if heâs just happy for being ALIVE with his husband at his side. itâs better if sore arms covered in bruises and cuts hold ramsay close as he feels tears wet his shirt fingers gently combing through dark hair.             â iâm okay. iâm okay, see? iâm right here. more or less FINE. â he murmurs softly, lips pressing to the top of his head. â âve just got a few cuts and bruises -- â never mind the giant gashes going through his torso, â -- iâm okay. it wasnât your fault. â he reassures quietly, nuzzling against him.
JAMES.
âBut only behind closed doors.â James didnât care about that though. If he did care, he wouldnât spend his free time with Robb. He was thankful he didnât have duties like his lovers or from his father. He was more than no one but less than his siblings. Just a man born outside a wedding. âYou already did and you were really convincing. I canât promise for your heirs, but you, i can. Itâs not one, you donât seem to need it. You can fight your own battles and I do like that about you. Although if you do create a kingsguard, it would allow me to spend time with you without raising suspicions. But a strong man like you, no one will assume what we do.â
            he leans forward, brushing their noses together with a smile. â perhaps youâll simply be named my personal guard. you are honorable, a capable soldier, and LOYAL. a good man. â he doesnât move any closer than a simple hair away, simply basking in the warmth that radiates off northern skin and the furs that rest over them, entrapping any heat that might think to escape. gentle fingers run up along snowâs chest, exploring. â you are aware that if i should have it my way, we might NEVER leave this bed. unfortunately... even a wolf king has his duties. â
if i remade my cosimo m.edici blog would u guys play with me there??

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
Cosimo de Medici and his little, barely visible smirk
RAM.
   Regret and guilt write themselves plainly across Ramsayâs usually inscrutable face. âBranâŚand JonâŚthey woke me up early in the morning. I guess theyâd been trying to get in touch with you? I thought it was you coming homeââ but it wasnât. Ramsay is far from dwelling on the past, but he canât chase off the image of his husband crumpled like trash in that alleyway.Â
   âIâm sorry,â he mutters eventually, because heâs choking on it, because it has to be said. âThis is allâbecause of me.â
            OH. he hadnât gone looking...  at all. had truly thought robb wouldnât come home like that. that he might go running off with someone else without any reasoning or perhaps thought heâd been ANGRY with ramsay again. but just that morning, he remembers sharing their usual good-bye kiss, smiling against each otherâs lips and robb yearning not to go. and he remembers being excited to go back home. hell, he practically had been ready to run all the way home. and maybe if he had...            â what? no... no itâs not your fault. âs alright. you couldnât have known... â and despite the obvious hurt in his voice, and the ache in his limbs, arms extend up, hands soothing back dark locks of hair in an attempt to calm his husband. â itâs not your fault -- â