If you’re scared about your country’s uncertain future and you know it, clap your hands
*clap fucking clap*
He builds an army and takes it north with Shaggydog, the copper of blood still fresh on his tongue and revenge burning in wild eyes. He is winter in all its unmerciful rage and he is coming for you.
#I WANT RICKON TO BE CRUEL #AND RUTHELESS #AND MILDLY INSANE #I WANT HIM TO REMEMBER THE LITTLE DETAILS LIKE ROBB’S CHAIR AND CAKES WITH HONEY #AND HIS MOTHER’S HAIR #I WANT HIM TO BE LONELY EVEN IF HIS FAMILY IS REUNITED #I DONT WANT HIM TO CARE ABOUT ‘HONOR’ #BECAUSE WHERE WAS THE HONOR IN WHAT HIS LIFE BECAME #I DONT WANT HIM TO BE THE HERO #I WANT HIM TO BE THE VILLAIN IN SOMEONE’S STORY #THE NIGHTMARE THAT SPARKS A THOUSAND MYTHS (x)
No sugardaddies. No sugar mamas. No sugarbabies. Full socialism in romantic relationships. There are only sugarcomrades.
TODAY ON, “I DIDN’T REALIZE I WAS INTO THAT.”
Request -xoxo admin n